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This is better than the bus. Okay, you have sprinkles
in your hair. Yes, I do.
All right, messy girl. It's time for you to walk. You're a mess. Hold on a second.
Let me get your face. I can't be late.
We do saints first thing every morning. - Yeah?
- Yesterday was St. Lucy. She plucked out her eyes, but she could still see. Then she died, but god gave her
prettier eyes in heaven. That's a good story, sweetie
in your hair. Yes, I do.
All right, messy girl. It's time for you to walk. You're a mess. Hold on a second.
Let me get your face. I can't be late.
We do saints first thing every morning. - Yeah?
- Yesterday was St. Lucy. She plucked out her eyes, but she could still see. Then she died, but god gave her
prettier eyes in heaven. That's a good story, sweetie
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This is better than the bus.
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Okay, you have sprinkles
in your hair.
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Yes, I do.
All right, messy girl.
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It's time for you to walk.
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You're a mess. Hold on a second.
Let me get your face.
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I can't be late.
We do saints first thing every morning.
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- Yeah?
- Yesterday was St. Lucy.
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She plucked out her eyes,
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but she could still see.
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Then she died, but god gave her
prettier eyes in heaven.
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That's a good story, sweetie.
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Movie Summary
A drug-addicted nurse struggles to find a balance between the demands of her frenetic job at a New York City hospital and an array of personal dramas.