Breathless (2024) s01e02 Episode Script

1
No, come on!
Come on!
Rodri.
How are you?
You'll see in a few days,
or in a few weeks
What happened to you is normal.
It'll happen to us all.
It comes with the job.
Ready? They want to see us.
Don't worry.
Good luck.
Head high, we take the heat and carry on.
-What happened to you is
-Yeah.
Rodri, I mean it. Hey.
Rodri, what
What happened to you sucks,
but it's part of the job.
Okay? It doesn't make you a bad doctor.
Rodrigo, come in.
I'll come in with him.
I was his attending.
-He's my responsibility.
-We'll listen to him, then you.
Rodri.
Look after him in there, okay?
Don't worry.
I mean it. I don't want him
to do anything stupid.
He seems very upset.
Please.
BREATHLESS
Odalis's mother claims
this isn't her signature,
that she didn't consent
to the surgery. Is that true?
Rodrigo, we're here
to understand what happened,
so please tell us.
Why is the Chief of Psychiatry here?
To assess if I'm lying or if I was
in my right mind during the surgery?
No, Rodrigo.
I'm here to help you.
We're all here for the same thing.
We understand the impact
losing a patient can have on a doctor.
I imagine you know
the hospital has insurance to cover
lawsuits for complications
a doctor may have with a patient.
-It's hard to screw up as much as you.
-We all make mistakes.
We need to clear up the signature thing.
-Did you forge it?
-Pilar, you're not helping.
Okay, let's all relax a little.
There's no need to argue because of me.
If you think I should leave,
I'm willing to quit my job right now.
Rodrigo, I don't think you get it.
That's not your biggest problem.
No insurance covers forged documents.
If the family decides to file
a criminal case against you,
you could end up in jail.
Madam President,
many thought that due to your illness,
you'd step down temporarily.
And miss out
on the biggest tourism fair in Europe?
No way!
Of course not. I'll remain
the president of the Region of Valencia
as long as you want.
I'm grateful to the opposition
for making me strong and brave enough
to face and win any battle.
Right on, queen!
-Thanks.
-So brave!
President, we have more questions.
Thank you, dear.
PATRICIA SEGURA OPENS TOURISM FAIR
Brave!
Beautiful!
Gorgeous!
Wait here a moment.
Joana, right? Come with me.
Don't worry, they'll wait outside.
After you.
Check the reports are complete
and fill out these forms.
On it.
We'll leave you
for a moment to get changed, okay?
Don't worry, this will be over soon.
Did you shower after the assault?
Yes, I couldn't bear it.
Don't worry, it doesn't matter.
Go on, get changed.
-Never judge a rape victim.
-I didn't say anything.
They feel doubted
with every look, every silence.
We have to make the exam
as painless as possible, got it?
No! Damn it.
For fuck's sake.
-Bad day or what?
-I got an XL out by mistake.
I'll be showing patients
my ass all day again.
Hey, I thought I saw Dr. Donoso
holding hands with the director.
They seem pretty close, huh?
That's normal
when you're screwing someone.
Jesus, Biel. You're always
last to find out gossip, man.
Hey, can I ask you something?
How reliable are
those HIV tests from the pharmacy?
Why?
Don't screw with me.
Don't screw with me, Biel.
I forgot to take PrEP a few days.
I'm freaking out.
They're only kind of reliable.
They're very sensitive,
but not very precise.
False positives can occur.
Take a test here to know for sure.
I don't know if I'll be able to face it.
So what will you do?
Pretend everything's okay?
You need to know,
and the sooner the better.
I'll go with you and get tested too.
-Can't hurt to be sure.
-Did you have unprotected sex?
You don't need a test.
You're a hypochondriac.
You could use some psychotherapy.
The first thing we'll do
is take a blood sample.
The nurses usually do this,
but they're swamped,
so I'll take care of it.
But anyway, the fewer of us the better.
Okay.
It's just a tiny pinch.
You won't even feel it.
There we go. See?
Now, while we take your blood,
if you like, you can tell us
what happened. It might help.
All right, don't worry.
We're here to listen to you.
I'm almost done.
There we go. See?
And now,
press down there.
That's it, press hard.
Now, when you're ready,
put one leg here and the other here, okay?
May I?
We'll start the examination.
I don't know if this is a good idea.
I shouldn't be here.
It's okay.
It's okay.
I don't know
if he forced me or I consented.
-I was so high, I don't remember.
-Want to know a secret?
When a woman reports
a sexual assault to the police,
it's because the assault happened.
-Actually, Leo, the rate
-Anything else to say?
Let's start, okay?
Relax.
Rodri, I've been looking for you.
-Where are you going?
-I quit.
-I'm resigning.
-What? No. Hey!
Why didn't you defend yourself?
Rodri, stop.
-You didn't forge anything.
-Yeah.
-It was the girl's brother.
-But I let him do it.
-I won't throw dirt at the brother.
-So you're going to eat it yourself?
Do you want to go to jail?
Fine. If you won't talk to him, I will.
-No, don't you dare.
-Yes.
You hear me? I'm the only one
to blame for that girl's death.
-No.
-Yes.
-No.
-So don't
-Just leave it alone.
-No!
We should've never
left you alone in the OR.
Give yourself another chance.
Look, I talked to Neus.
She can fit you in this afternoon.
-Talking will do you good.
-Talking won't help at all.
I'm not cut out for this.
-What did you say to him?
-What?
What's wrong with you?
Have a little empathy.
Well, I'll have more empathy
when you're more honest.
Your boyfriend is
the director of this hospital?
-That's why you're like this?
-Weren't you going to tell me?
No, actually.
I didn't think it concerned you.
-No?
-No.
It doesn't concern me,
a lousy resident who screwed
the hospital director's girlfriend?
Damn it, Jésica, I'll get fired.
Well, don't worry,
because it won't happen again.
What a bitch
Hey!
Hi.
Come in, don't just stand there.
-How are you?
-Screwed, to be honest.
But hey, I'm alive.
Hey
It was you, right?
Who brought me to the hospital.
No.
I think it was.
Thank you.
You saved my life.
No, I didn't do anything.
I just took you to the ambulance.
Well, the doctors told me I could've died.
Wait a second, let me check something.
Okay.
That's good.
And the swelling?
Okay, it's better.
Listen
You won't tell your mom
that you and I know each other?
No, don't worry. I won't tell on you.
Besides, I don't even know your name.
It's Enrique, but you can call me Quique.
Crazy that you were eating my ass
two days ago and I didn't know your name.
Well, you don't exactly go
to those places to make friends.
Hey, can I ask you something?
Sure, what is it?
My HIV test came back positive.
My mom says the viral load is very low
and there are two possibilities.
Either it's a false positive,
or the infection is very recent
and isn't fully showing.
I have to get retested
and see what happens, but
I'm really freaking out,
and I can't talk to my mom.
How likely is it
that it's a false positive?
I don't know.
You know, that's not my specialty,
so I can't help you.
But I'm glad you're better.
Take care of yourself, okay?
It's unbelievable.
That's why I pay insurance?
-What a joke.
-Let's try to calm down.
The entire hospital doesn't need to know.
-I mean, even I don't know.
-I won't calm down, damn it!
I go to the private hospital
and they treat me like a star,
all that's missing is the champagne.
And then,
they tell me the treatment will cost
200,000 euros, and that money aside
"Money aside"!
As if 200,000 euros were peanuts.
If they had the chance
to be treated by Dr. Moa at Sorolla,
they wouldn't hesitate.
Is that why we're here?
For you to be treated by him again?
It's my life, Emilio.
What the hell do you expect me to do?
Well, let's see what the results say,
but I have full confidence in Dr. Moa.
-Don't worry, everything will be fine.
-Yeah.
-Are you nervous?
-A little.
-Sure.
-I've had two rounds of chemo.
I'll come as many times as I have to.
Patricia.
It's good to see you. Shall we go in?
Yes.
Doctor, here she is.
Hi, Patricia. How are you?
-Are we on a first-name basis?
-As you prefer.
Well, I'd prefer to be somewhere else,
I'd prefer not to have cancer,
and I'd prefer another doctor.
Nevertheless, you're back.
Yes, because I'll do
whatever it takes to beat this disease.
Here, we prefer to think
that cancer isn't beaten, it's cured.
-Are you correcting me?
-No.
You are a little.
Women don't like being corrected.
We've put up with it for centuries.
All I meant is we've been trying
to get rid of the warlike language.
Get rid of what you like,
but I will defeat this cancer.
-With cannon fire if need be.
-That's the spirit.
Thanks.
That's how you treat a patient.
So, where do we start?
Román.
How are you, Doctor?
I thought I saw you
talking to my son earlier.
Yeah.
I was on the floor
and we talked about some stuff.
I'm glad he's talking to someone.
Since he got out of surgery,
he's barely said a word.
Especially not to me.
As if everything were my fault.
How can anyone be so damn reckless?
Well, Doctor, maybe your son feels judged.
He's trying to get my attention
to show me I haven't been there
and I haven't been
the mom he wanted, or whatever.
Sorry, I don't know
why I'm telling you all this.
No, don't worry, Doctor.
I'm here if you need someone to talk to.
There's no need, thank you.
But talk to him
if you think he could use it.
Being alike, you'll understand each other.
-What do you mean "alike"?
-Aren't you gay too?
But it's fine if you don't want to.
I'll help him in my own way.
First, by getting him well.
And then,
I'll find out
whoever the hell did this to him
and make them regret it
for the rest of their life.
-Your labs are perfect.
-Hello, President.
If you're feeling up to it,
we should start today. Now.
And don't worry,
the first session won't be too tough.
I don't think you'll feel
any nausea or dizziness.
If you stay, I'll tell the nurses
which medication you need.
Hey.
Remember your campaign slogan?
"Ever onward."
They were so pleased with it.
Okay, let's start.
I have a ton of meetings later.
Maybe you should take
the rest of the day off.
Didn't he say it wouldn't be tough?
All right, where do I sit?
-Over here.
-Here
-Here?
-Yeah.
-Tell me if you're comfortable.
-Okay.
Hi, sweetheart. How are you?
I'll get the treatment
and be right with you, okay?
I don't know what's worse,
her calling me "sweetheart" or this chair.
I don't get why it all has to be so ugly.
Patricia, look at me.
Do you see what's happening?
I'm showing that I'm privileged?
That I'm a snob?
That I'm scared.
And it's normal to be.
But don't let the fear take over.
All right, what do you do when you have
a big problem you don't know how to face?
When your political rivals are determined
to take you down and destroy you?
Well, I put on
my president's armor and carry on.
But I don't think armor works here.
You're as much the president here
as you are of the Valencian Government.
Right?
-Thank you.
-Come on.
-Here we go.
-Here we go.
Verónica Baldayo.
Yes, here.
Just a moment, Verónica.
Joana, are you okay?
What are you doing here?
I remembered he ripped this off when
-It could have his fingerprints, right?
-For sure.
Why didn't you take it
straight to the police?
Joana, what is it?
There weren't any injuries, right?
In the examination, I mean.
I thought about it after.
Because the police
kept asking me if I fought back.
But I was so high.
I even showered. I'm such an idiot.
Sweetheart, you're not guilty of anything.
The only one to blame here
is the bastard who raped you.
Yeah, but he'll get away with it.
It's his word against mine.
Don't worry, he won't get away with it.
Not after the judge reads my report.
-But you just said there was nothing.
-I said that? Did you hear me say that?
-No.
-Then that's that.
Manuel, next time, after the wine,
have some water too, okay?
I don't drink anymore.
-I don't believe that.
-Excuse me, Doctor. Can we talk?
Hey, it's Mr. Pupils!
Well, I'm a little busy.
-If you want to talk, give me a hand.
-Okay.
Look, about the other day
I swear I had no idea that kid
was Dr. Amaro's son. How could I?
But now his mom's desperate
to find whoever did this to her son.
And you don't want her
to know it was you and thank you.
Obviously,
because I didn't do anything to him.
And, well,
I wanted to thank you
for keeping this between us.
I don't like hiding things,
especially something that big.
Know how many points
I'd score with that hard-ass Amaro?
Rocío.
Please.
I didn't tell,
but if she asks again, maybe I will.
Seriously? Is that how
we have each other's backs?
I'm not the one
who showed up high, so relax.
All done, Manuel.
-My colleague will dress the wound.
-Thank you, Doctor.
Bitch.
Get these in the shot.
Show me in the trenches.
Please, stop.
Patricia, can you explain
Stop! What's going on here?
We're almost done. Besides,
I have Dr. De Felipe's permission.
Biel, did you really allow her
to set up this circus?
There are other patients.
You're not alone.
They need care, peace,
rest, and above all, privacy.
None of the patients will be in the photo.
I'm happy to be in the photo.
You see?
Now, Biel,
tell him you advised me to do it.
Patricia, why would I say that?
All right,
that's not exactly what you said.
You told me to face this
the way I usually face my problems.
And I only know one way.
Working. Being president.
So that's what I'm doing.
Do you want to be in the photo?
Manuel, a photo.
Manuel.
Five minutes, Patricia.
Then they're out.
-Patricia, please.
-Just a little longer.
I'm just getting to grips with this.
Leo, I think you made a mistake here.
Where?
On Joana Martorell's report.
It says there were vaginal abrasions.
Because there were.
I didn't see any.
Hence you're a resident
and I'm an attending.
Hey.
-Hey.
-How are you?
-Okay, I guess.
-Did you talk to your brother?
Yes, but
he won't listen.
I'll ask my parents to come
to try and convince him.
This is going to be a shitstorm.
God knows how we'll fix it.
Listen
I was thinking,
if your parents are coming,
it might be a good time to tell them.
No?
Oh, sure.
"Hey, your son might end up in jail,
but I've got myself a boyfriend."
It sounds good to me, actually.
-I'm going.
-No, wait a minute. Don't go.
-I have to go.
-Stay for a moment.
-I have to go.
-Don't leave me like this.
I'm going.
She's always ridiculing me.
I don't get why she hates me so much.
Is it the hijab? Or the pregnancy?
Or because I don't share
her outdated feminist ideas?
Shouldn't there be more sisterhood
between us? What's the point?
-Here, the anesthesia consent forms.
-Thanks.
I don't know why the hell
I thought she'd help me out.
Goddamn hospital.
Goddamn shitty team spirit.
Everyone's out for themselves.
Well, I'll be first.
I'll make a killing as an anesthetist
at a private hospital, screw it!
-Language, Quique. I have a baby in here.
-You have the mouth of a trucker!
-From this morning.
-To the lab.
Go on then, spit it out.
Who's annoyed you so much
that you won't even listen to me?
If even you guys
won't listen to me, I give up.
You know that bitch from the ER?
Rocío Fuster?
It rings a bell. Yeah.
All done, sweetheart.
-How are you feeling?
-Fine.
Fine, right? It wasn't so bad, was it?
All right, you can get up now.
Careful, you might get dizzy.
-Okay?
-My bag.
Here.
-Okay.
-Are you okay?
-Do you need help?
-No.
Take it easy. Don't worry, it's normal.
Don't worry, it's normal.
-Better?
-No.
-No?
-Not better.
One second. You can take this one in.
-Okay.
-Just a moment.
Press firmly, we'll be right with you.
How's your breathing? Better.
How are we over here?
You'll feel better once I give you the IV.
-Oriol! Come and help me, please.
-Coming.
-Did she come from a costume party?
-How should I know?
When it rains, it pours!
What the hell is this?
-What is this?
-They're from the fair.
Mass food poisoning. Looks bad.
How many interns do we have?
I want them all to help.
-They've been called.
-Okay. It's all right.
-Oriol!
-Coming.
How could she be vomiting? It's impossible
for the chemo to cause nausea so suddenly.
-Where is she?
-I don't know. I left her there resting.
-Excuse me, have you seen the president?
-No.
She left to deal
with a crisis at the tourism fair.
What crisis?
You let her go?
It's all under control.
We believe it was food poisoning.
The most serious cases
are being hospitalized.
Doctors believe that with rest
and the right medication,
it will all blow over.
I think you're minimizing
The ER is a mess.
Over 350 people affected and counting.
I think we're dealing
with a major health crisis.
-What's Patricia doing there?
-She looks pale and dizzy.
-Get her back here.
-Why's that?
She was at the fair before chemo.
If she ate there, she probably has it too.
-She could be dehydrated.
-We'll find solutions.
-I want her under observation.
-It's all under control.
-I'll see you in my office.
-We have other urgent matters.
Thank you very much.
Rodri! We're going to the hospital.
Mass food poisoning, they're swamped.
Count me out.
Listen to me, okay?
Enough.
Dude, you have to find
a way to forgive yourself.
I can't!
Yes, you can. Rodri
I went along with what
my dad and my sister wanted.
It was what I had to do, but
I'm not like them.
I'm not doctor material.
-I'm a danger there.
-Listen to me, Rodri.
You don't have to be
like your sister to be a good doctor.
There are many ways to be one.
You're a good listener.
You notice how people feel.
I'm telling you this so patients
don't miss out on a doctor like you.
So you know what? You're coming with me.
Because I know
there's still a doctor inside you.
Okay.
-Go on then.
-Yeah?
-When will I be seen?
-I know. Just a moment, please.
We're swamped. I'll be right with you.
Yikes
Come on, Rodri. Let's go.
-Rodri, you came.
-Yes, and I'm already regretting it.
None of that.
Come on, attend to this lady.
Check her vitals, temperature
Heart rate, blood pressure,
and give her an IV to rehydrate her.
-Go for it.
-Ma'am, how are you?
I need to take your vitals.
You have reached Patricia Segura.
Please leave a message.
I can't get through to her.
I called her cell,
her house, even the government.
But they ignored me.
I can't find her file.
Who's her emergency contact?
Let me see.
-Could something have happened?
-One of her people would've let us know.
Here it is.
Eight, seven, two, two.
I'm calling.
-Emilio Alto?
-Yes?
-I'm calling from Sorolla.
-What happened? Where's Patricia?
-Sorry?
-I'm trying to find her.
-No, she's not here, that's why
-What do you mean?
-She was really dizzy.
-What?
She was feeling awful.
-What have we got?
-A big mess.
-Who should I go to?
-Him.
-Coming.
-Sorry.
All right.
Evening, sir. How are you feeling?
Does your stomach hurt?
Damn it, come on!
-Blanca! Hurry.
-Coming.
-Call an attending, he's vomiting blood.
-I will, but do something, Rodri.
Look, this isn't just blood.
Wine?
Cirrhosis? Okay.
His esophageal varices must have burst.
He needs a balloon
to stop the bleeding. Call Gastro.
Patricia!
Patricia!
-Patricia!
-Patricia!
Biel, look over there.
Patricia!
Patricia!
Patricia!
-Stay awake.
-No one's available.
-What? He needs an endoscopy!
-They're all busy.
We're losing her, Doctor.
Rodri!
Rodri! Eighty over forty.
He's dying! Someone has
to put in the balloon now!
-You're the doctor.
-I'm a fucking resident!
I see a doctor
who wants to save his patient.
You're all he's got.
Shit.
Shit. Okay, let's try it.
Tell me you can get a balloon.
Right away.
Sir, come on. I need you to sit up.
Patricia! She's in the bathroom!
-Low blood pressure and rapid pulse.
-Call an ambulance. Move aside.
Patricia.
Tell me your name.
What? Pedro?
You'll be fine.
Stay awake, Pedro. Look at me.
Okay, we've got it.
The balloon goes in through the nose.
It's uncomfortable, but hang in there.
Come on.
It won't go in.
I'll try through the throat.
-Okay.
-I need you to swallow.
There, swallow.
Just a moment. Hang in there.
Swallow. Good.
I think I'm in the stomach.
Come on.
This is
thirty.
Sixty in the esophagus.
Come on, Pedro, hang in there.
Come on, sir.
Is he better?
Have we got it?
We've got it.
You showed real guts.
Patricia. That's it.
Open your eyes. Open them.
That's it. Look at me.
Good.
Are you with me?
Doctor?
Yes?
Are we on a first-name basis now?
It seems like it.
-What are you doing out of your room?
-I was going crazy in there.
Listen, you just had a craniotomy.
You shouldn't even be on your feet yet.
-Being like this sucks.
-You need to take it easy, stay in bed.
-You'll be back to normal in no time.
-Back to normal?
I don't think I'll ever be back to normal.
What happened to you sucks,
but it's not the end of the world.
You're not waiting
for life-changing results.
How do you know?
How do you know
I'm not waiting for results too?
Or I already got them
and I'm HIV positive?
No fucking way. You gave it to me?
Well, I hope not,
because I take pre-exposure prophylaxis,
but the reality is, Óscar,
when we have unprotected sex at a party
with strangers whose sex lives
we know nothing about,
we're taking a risk.
I don't even take PrEP, man.
I'm such an idiot.
Look.
Worst-case scenario?
You're confirmed positive.
And if that does happen,
it won't change your life that much.
Nowadays, there are worse diagnoses.
Diabetes, for example.
But whatever happens,
I know you'll be able to handle it.
You'll see.
All right.
Thanks.
-Hey, you've got something there.
-I think it's vomit.
Oh.
We'll stabilize you right away.
Can we say that we've won
the first battle, Doctor?
-Well, if you want to call it that.
-Yes, I do. Now to win the war.
-Malena.
-Doctor, can you look at my head?
One moment, please. Give me 16's chart.
-Thanks.
-The hero of the day.
-You can do up your shirt.
-I saved a drunk.
A patient, who would've died
if it weren't for you.
See how this hospital needs you?
When will we be seen? It's been hours!
Hey.
Hey.
What's up?
-How are you feeling?
-Well, tired.
And you? How's the little one?
Sick of being in a hospital, like her mom.
Go home. Don't you see
it's no good for the baby?
The last thing I need is Leo
giving me more of a hard time.
You knew her well, right?
Kind of.
Enough to know if she'd be
capable of forging a rape report?
Damn, that's a serious accusation.
Yeah, I know, Ro.
But I'm almost certain she did.
-I don't know what to do.
-Nothing. You don't have to do anything.
First, you don't want
to start a war with your attending.
And second, we doctors
always save each other's asses.
Always?
So you won't tell on Quique to Dr. Amaro?
To save his ass, I mean.
Eat something.
I have to go back to work. Bye.
See you later.
Police station, how can I help?
So, do you think you could
make a sketch of your attacker?
I have something better.
I have his profile.
-Mom, do you need help?
-What?
-Do you need help?
-No.
Do you want to watch the series
after dinner or will you study?
-Let's watch the series.
-All right.
I'll get it.
-Hugo Jornet?
-Yes, that's me.
-Come with us.
-I didn't do anything.
-Please.
-Mom! I didn't do anything.
-Sir.
-You're mistaken.
-I didn't do anything.
-What's going on?
-Mom!
-Can you explain, please?
We have a warrant
for his arrest for sexual assault.
-What?
-Mom, I swear I didn't do anything.
Mom!
JOAQUÍN SOROLLA HOSPITAL
VIRAL INFECTION SCREENING
NEGATIVE
Holy shit, thank God!
Come on, sweetheart.
It's not a death sentence.
Come on.
You're not going to die.
Really.
-Congrats, Rodri.
-Thanks.
Well done, Rodri.
Hey, Rodri. Great job in the ER.
-Thanks.
-Congrats, man.
-Thank you. See you later.
-Bye.
-Hey!
-What's up, Rodri?
Doctor.
-Good morning.
-Good
You have to have very little shame
and dignity to threaten a minor.
I'm sorry? What?
A doctor went to his school
and said if he didn't sign a statement
admitting that he decided
to forge my signature at his own risk,
every lawyer in this hospital
would go after him and his family
and leave us with nothing.
I swear to you,
I had nothing to do with that.
I'm sorry, I had no idea.
You're sorry?
You have to be a real scumbag.
Wasn't killing her enough?
I'm sorry.
I didn't
I'm sorry.
This is so you never forget her.
I hope you always carry her
on your conscience.
I don't know what to say.
-Álex.
-Neus!
-What is it?
-Can we talk?
-It's my turn!
-I'll be with you in a moment.
-He should wait!
-I'm so busy, honey. Wait 15 minutes.
-Doctor!
-I'm coming, Rebeca.
Fifteen minutes, Rodrigo.
-Wait for me, honey.
-Thank you.
As of today, I'm no longer a doctor.
I've been blaming the system
for leaving us in charge of patients
we don't know how to take care of yet.
It's just that we're so swamped,
we're so overwhelmed.
There are barely any attendings
to lead us and we're forced to work alone.
And we're not ready.
But
it doesn't make sense
to blame the system because
it's me who's the problem.
It's me who shouldn't be here.
I just wanted to say
goodbye.
You've all been the best thing
that's happened to me on this journey.
Thank you.
And I love you all.
Subtitle translation by: Josephine Irving