Botoks Page #2
- Year:
- 2017
- 135 min
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- What's your name?
- Daniela.
Daniela, we've got one minute.
If you don't help me, I leave the
baby inside you and it dies there.
To get it out I'll have to
cut off its head.
Oh please, no.
I'm so ugly.
I'd have someone to love me.
Daniela, look at me.
Then push with all the love
you have for your baby.
Push.
Push... Now.
Good.
One point.
One point?
Oxytocin please.
Three points.
Six points. We're taking it.
Is that good?
Very good after what happened.
Now you'll expel the placenta.
What have we got here?
I see a baby's head.
Mine?
It's not mine.
- But I had an ultrasound.
- Where the f*** was it done?
A clinic in Ostrow.
How'd they miss a second baby?
What'll I tell the father?
That's not important now. Push.
- No, I won't live through it again.
- Now push.
It'll go more easily now. Push.
All right.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Excuse me, are you a doctor?
You guessed correctly, sir.
I was here 10 years ago and I had
a beautiful doctor named Beata.
That's me.
Time sure does fly.
Doctor!
- We've got a stiff.
- Please show some respect.
The old lady with the cast died.
All right, I'll take off the cast.
She won't need it in the coffin.
- Right?
- Yeah.
Don't scare the patients.
Just a minute now, Hania.
Everything is fine.
I'll give first aid.
Send an ambulance.
- I'll take over, I'm a doctor.
- So am I.
Do you work in Mokotow?
Beata, it's not good.
We have to amputate your leg.
But it won't show.
You can wear slacks.
You've got a damaged liver
and a ruptured spleen.
We'll pray for you.
But leave your body to science.
You'll serve the new
generation of doctors.
They mixed up the legs
during the amputation.
When they realized their error
they decided to do everything
they could to save the first one.
Quadriplegia.
We had to put him in a coma.
His pneumothorax isn't healing well.
Beata, what's wrong?
Beata?
I can't control my body,
I have momentary blackouts.
I don't know what's going on for
a few seconds then I get a cramp.
A pain in my neck.
I'll give you something to ease
the pain and relax your muscles.
I feel as if I'm floating.
Not losing consciousness,
but a progressive...
paresis.
worse.
Hello, can you hear me?
Hello. How do you feel? Hello.
Can you hear me? Hello.
She really f***ing overdosed.
Thank you so much for coming by.
- See you in 2 weeks, doctor.
- Of course.
Goodbye.
Excuse me.
What do you do to look like that?
Where do you work?
GLASBE Pharmaceuticals.
Look how f***ed up she is.
Zero reaction.
I bet they'll pump her stomach.
He... help.
That's him.
and tried to rape her.
What?
As you see, we don't have the tools
to verify what you've described.
I'm very sorry.
- Know why I want to kill myself?
- Why?
Know why? Do you know, huh?
Because I can't get the taste
of your cum off my lips.
Did you see that?
Did you see that?
It wasn't the first time;
he'll do it again.
The next one will be because of you.
17-year-old with pulmonary edema.
Testicular cancer with
widespread metastases.
- Shall I call his parents?
- No.
- I'd want to be with my dying child.
Oh f***...
You have to look at this,
his parents don't. Now call.
- Where were you when he got ill?
- Where? With you all the time.
- I was all alone with him!
- Stop yelling.
Stop yelling and calm down.
I'd like to make a toast to
my best friend, Eliza.
When the whole world turns away
from you I'll be by your side.
When the one you trust betrays you,
I'll be by your side.
When the one with whom you share
your thoughts forgets your birthday
I'll be by your side.
As you have been for half my life.
To you, Eliza.
- Who was that message from?
- It's gone.
- Why?
- I didn't want you to read it.
It was from Eliza.
She was lying in bed and wrote me.
Tell me what's going on.
I guess I don't love you anymore.
I'll pack my stuff.
Will you drive me to mom's?
Why are you having
an affair with her?
- I won't tell you.
- Tell me.
You've got an ugly p*ssy.
What?
You're disgusting down there.
All loose and flabby.
I didn't want kids with you,
and I can't live with that.
Hello, I'd like to order a cab.
If you walk out, I'll run you down.
With the car.
Hi Patrycja. Jurek told me.
- What?
- That you're mentally ill.
I'm sure he did, but your wife and
my husband are having an affair.
F*** me, you really are nuts.
Get some treatment.
Did you hear that?
- It's true.
- What?
It's your fault.
If you'd been a good wife, your
husband wouldn't be f***ing mine.
I put off med school for him,
sold sh*t at the bazaar,
and now he tells me
he doesn't like my p*ssy.
What sort of argument is that?
He's ruined my life.
- What?
- And bags under my eyes.
- Hello.
- Hello.
I'm looking for the head of urology.
Yes?
You're the department head?
So young?
You're very kind, but
I'm no spring chicken.
I'd like to find out if I'm fertile.
All right.
Hello.
Doctor, will we have a C-section?
First you need to make a baby.
Exactly. How?
- By engaging in sex.
- I don't engage in anything.
Do you have sex with
your wife or partner?
- It depends.
- On what?
On whether I'm cheating on my wife.
- Are you his wife?
- Yes.
- Have you betrayed her?
- Yes.
- More than once?
- Yes.
And cheating on a woman is ok?
- I don't understand.
- Do you feel good about it?
What does this have to do
with the test?
We'll do the test now.
- All right, what do I do?
- Give me a semen sample.
- Where?
- Here.
- When?
- Now.
- You want me to stand and...
- And start masturbating.
Do I get some sort of container?
Can you let me in?
My card's not working.
Kasia, where's my computer?
They took it, and the medical
director wants to see you.
- Hello.
- Stop it.
Good morning, sir.
Did you order a patient to beat off
in front of you and his wife?
That's why you took my computer?
Hania from HR will oversee
the confrontation.
Please come in.
Did the doctor order you to...
masturbate in front of her
and your wife?
Yes, but I have no problem with it.
I was a patient, I confided in her,
and I still can't get over it.
You weren't her patient,
but we have enough.
Please come with me.
Goodbye.
You are dismissed
effective immediately.
You won't fire me; I'm the best
surgeon in this hospital.
For me a real surgeon
pisses in the sink.
F***! Take me to the emergency room.
I think I've injured my spine.
How?
FOR SALE:
- What's going on here?
- We're selling this house.
Are you interested?
So, the prick changed the locks?
He said to sell it ASAP
and for the lowest price.
Know what...
I'll find a job and buy this house.
I live here and it's mine.
I'm the only person who will buy it.
Now get the f*** out of here.
What do you want?
Nothing now.
My spine's f***ing killing me.
Just tell me what you want.
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