All language subtitles for All.Saints.S07E27 - Bad Seed.en

Previously on All Saints...

I found James.

Lana, that can't be James.
James died.

But I knew I'd find him in heaven,
and I did.

Lana, you're at All Saints Hospital,
and this is the maternity ward.

Lana!
MAN: Lana, no!

Good morning.

Vincent, you have to eat up.
You've hardly touched anything.

Don't nag, Charlotte.
I'll give you nagging.

Good nutrition's important
after major surgery.

For God's sake, Charlotte,
will you give it a rest?

Okay. Honey, have you seen my bag?

Ah, under the coffee table.

Bugger, I'm late.

Alright, I have to go.
You take care of you, okay.

He's a bit of a grouch this morning,
isn't he?

Just imagine what he's going through.

Gotta go. I love you.

See you at lunchtime. Don't be late.
I'll be there.

See you.
See you.

Sorry about that - equipment around
here has a way of sprouting legs.

Jessica, that's a Jew name.

You're temp's normal.

If you can undo your shirt for me
I'll see if I can isolate the pain.

Something wrong?
It'd be best if you lie down flat.

This scar?
Appendix.

Right, well,
we can rule that out, then.

You know, the Jews deserved
to be exterminated.

Does that hurt?

World would be a better place
without them.

How about here?
(gasps)

Maybe someone
should exterminate you.

You can get dressed now,
Mr Brandt.

Hi, Jess.

When you're done, can you come...
Yeah, I'll be right there.

If you'd like to take a seat
in the waiting room now.

THEME MUSIC

SIREN WAILS

I definitely gave them to you.
They're there somewhere, darl.

I knew I shouldn't have given
the bloody things to you.

They're not lost,
I had them when we came in.

Lana?

Sister Sullivan, how are you?
Well. How are you?

Doing very well, thanks to you.

This is our Ruby Jane.
Due in three weeks and counting.

That's wonderful.

Wonderful would be finding
the car keys.

Hugh, you remember Terri Sullivan.
Yeah.

They could be in the bag.

So, what have you done to yourself?

So stupid. I was making
breakfast and cut myself.

The nurse said it is pretty deep,
might need some stitches.

Not that anyone around here
seems to give a toss!

We've been waiting for ages.

Hey, how long have your ankles
been swollen like that?

They've been a bit puffy for weeks.
They just seem a bit worse recently.

It is the stress, you know?
There's so much to prepare for.

You getting many headaches?
A little bit.

I don't want to alarm you,
but at this stage of pregnancy...

What don't you keep in here?

Can I take your blood pressure?
No, I've got things to do.

If you could just
take her to Maternity...

She's not here for maternity.
She's got a cut bloody hand.

They're busy, darl.
Come on. We're going.

Okay, well, if you can take her
via Maternity, Hugh?

Yeah, thanks for telling us where
to go. Now, I'm doing the same.

I'll be fine, really. Don't worry.

You can't force him to stay.

I know I can't, but history
could be repeating itself.

When we first met Lana

she had postnatal depression
after having a stillborn.

Jumped off
the second floor balcony.

She was so lucky to survive that,
and now she's pregnant again.

Well, there you go, happy ending.

If she's got a good GP,
she'll be fine.

Yeah, with a different husband.

What's this, comrades -
a stop-work meeting?

Frank, the nurses
were discussing a patient.

Really?
Yes.

Sullivan, come for a walk.

What's on your mind, Frank?

How do you find Nelson?

He's terrific. He's...

Exactly.

But you and I,

we're more on the same wavelength,
don't you think?

More simpatico.
What are you trying to say?

That I might actually
be of some use around here?

Let's just say I've found,

completely bloody unexpectedly,
mind you,

and despite all the crap you spout,
a sharp mind at work there.

And, yes, you do make a difference
around the place.

Listen, we've got
a budget meeting coming up.

I thought we might get together
and talk about it,

because I understand that,
unlike Nelson,

you've got a talent
for creative accounting.

Whatever you're taking, Frank,
keep taking it.

(chuckles)

Nobody talks to me like that.

Dr Yu, what's the matter?
Ask him.

That guy is a great doctor.
He was trying to help you.

Yeah, right.
What's going on?

I was just relaying
to Mr Brandt here -

this isn't a private hospital.

You can't chose who you get seen by.

Listen faggot, it's my body,
it's my rights.

No slopes, darkies or kikes.

That's enough, mate.

Those comments
won't be tolerated here.

Okay, what have we got?

Now you're a bit more like it.
Name's Ray.

Non-specific abdo and loin pain.

Boss reckons I could be a health
risk. Insisted I came in here.

I'm a meat packer.

Alright, have we taken bloods?
Haven't got that far yet.

Yeah, well, I didn't want no chink
to give me SARS now, did I?

Alright, Dan here will be taking
some samples.

Great. AIDS instead.

I'll be wearing these.
Pink's prettier but they cost more.

You're a smart arse.

How about you show me
where the pain is?

Thanks for the warning, Jess.

Ray Brandt. Abdo pain.
The guy's nuts.

Didn't you notice?

He's a bit unpleasant
but that's about all.

I can think of other words for him.

They guy's pumping out
bile by the litre.

Well, get used to it, kiddo.
It happens around here all the time.

Get used to it, kiddo?

Yeah, toughen up. They're only words.

You can't let every person
with a social problem get to you.

Yeah, point is, Jess,

you should have noted
his attitude on his triage form.

You know, this blank sheet here.
Initial assessment.

Do you think he's dangerous?
Brandt? Who knows.

Um, do you actually want something?
Yeah, patient labels.

Mr Price. Your next patient.

No breaks until we finish restocking.

Come on, just a quick pit stop.

No, you know how much I hate it
when people don't stock properly.

Gee, can I marry you?
Get in the queue, pal.

"What does not destroy me,
makes me stronger."

Friedrich Nietzsche,
German philosopher.

Ray, can we focus on the problem?

I'd rather focus on you.

The pain. On a scale of one to 10.

(moans softly)

How about here - is it tender?
Ugh!

I'll take that as a 'yes'.

How much blood do you need?
I will want full bloods.

Hey, hey, you don't need
all this stuff.

It's a waste of time.
The pain will pass.

And how do you figure that?

Look at this body.

I'm a perfect specimen.
I'm never sick.

If it was perfect,
you wouldn't be here.

Do you want him nil by mouth?

Yeah, and do a UA, MSU
and test and strain his urine.

Should we test for STDs?

No need.

So, you're not sexually active?

I didn't say that.
I just always wear protection.

Saving my seed for someone pure.

You ever heard
of the Eugenics Society?

I'm going to write up
some analgesia and IV fluids.

Let me know when Mr Brandt's
bloods are back

and I'll call radiology
and book an IVP and KUB.

You look pure.

I suggest that you keep
your personal views to yourself.

I think you hurt his feelings.
Oh.

Hey, shouldn't we do a psych review?

We have to sort out his medical
first, besides he's not...

He's not an immediate physical
threat to himself or others.

Beaumont!
I though we were imagining you.

Yeah, good morning to you too, Frank.

What's so bloody good about it?

Maybe there is a place for eugenics.

Dan? Mr Adams chest pain?

He's already gone to Coronary Care.

Yeah, I know. They just called.
They don't have his obs chart.

Damn.
Is that it?

Yeah.

I'll get it then shall I?
Thanks.

Jessica.

I can smell your fear.

(breathes heavily)

Can I get you anything?

Do you want the TV on?
Nah.

Listen, Addy,
I hope I'm not in the way.

No, not at all.

You got a job interview?

Um, fertility clinic.

So you're going along
with Charlotte's baby plans?

You're actually keen on all that?

Um... Charlotte wants a baby.

I'm there for moral support.

You make it sound like
you're buying a new car.

Ah, what's your point?

No point. It's none of my business.

Okay, um...

..help yourself to anything.

Plenty of food in the fridge.

See ya.

Everything alright?

Yeah, must have been
something I ate.

Well, there's a whole new bunch
of walk-ins out there.

Regina's in a bit of a tizz.

Sure. Tell her I'll be right out.

Oh, and something about an obs chart.
I'm onto it.

Good, good.

Move!

It's moved down here.
Come on, Mr Brandt...

Don't push me around, alright?
I'm trying to help you.

It helps to keep moving, okay?

What are you lot gawking at?

Mr Brandt, I will not
have you disturbing others.

Who gives a shit
about a bunch of scum.

You're in pain so I'll give you
the benefit of the doubt

but if you keep it up,
I'll call security.

Yeah, alright.
Now, back to bed, please, Ray.

Is he able to have pain relief?

Yeah. Charlotte's got him
on a PRN morphine, 2.5 milligrams.

Bloody hurts!

Better give him a dose.

Sooner this guy's someone
else's problem, the better.

I can't do anything
without a confirmed diagnosis.

He's passing a stone, he has to be.

Can't tell yet.

Just because it isn't showing?

Is he settled?
For now.

Get onto radiology.
Tell them his IVP is urgent.

Once I'm back from my break,
the results should be back

and I'll deal with it then.

What's the problem?

Waiting on an IVP
and a possible CT contrast.

We get a positive from that,
we can get a urology review,

then see if they want
to admit him to the ward.

That'll make us popular.

We'll recommend
he's given a single room.

What will we do in the meantime?

Nelson, has psych history from St
Angela's after an arrest for assault

and his real name is Bradman.

Man, that guy's full of it.

Okay, we'll put him in the fishbowl.

Will you make sure
no one riles him up?

Excuse me, mate.

Ambulance service coming through.

Excuse me.
Ambulance service coming through!

Can you all stand aside, please.
Thank you. Excuse me.

Nigel Macpherson, off-duty ambo.

Mate, I've already done
a head-to-toes.

She doesn't seem to have damaged
herself when she collapsed.

Lana Dawson, 37 weeks pregnant.

Patient suffered a seizure which
was witnessed by her husband -

estimated duration about 60 seconds.

She just needs some sleep.

18 gauge cannula inserted
in the left cubital fossa,

flushed with five mils
normal saline.

She didn't get any sleep.
This is Mr Dawson.

Lana? Lana, can you hear me?

This ever happened before, Mr Dawson?
No, never.

Where am I?

It's okay, Lana,
we're ambulance officers.

The baby.

It'll be okay.
Just try and relax for me, okay?

Do you usually carry service issue
gear around with you?

What's he done now?
Has he stuffed up?

Nobody stuffed up, sir.

Today's been a bloody disaster!

Sir, can you step aside, please?
My wife...

Mr Dawson, you're in the way.

Mr Dawson, hey...

Is this your first child, Mr Dawson?

Yes, yes.
BP's 170 over 110.

Hope you're prepared
for some sleepless nights.

Yeah, comes with the territory.
Course it does. What about a name?

You found one yet
or is it a bit like World War III?

No, no, she's Ruby Jane already.

He's a smooth operator.

She'll be fine, mate.

(quietly) I've got
an appointment... to give sperm.

You need the urology clinic.

It's on level four.

MAN: Great.

Is that idiot there already?
Keep him busy, will ya?

I'm about 10 minutes away.

At the cum bank.

Mate, mine's so good they bottle it.

Not what I heard, mate.
Hey, gotta go, mate, blow my load.

Right, let's start by getting down
some background information.

Before we do that, do you mind if I
ask some questions about the donors?

We keep a database - hair and eye
colour, height, complexion, age.

I was thinking more about
their personal profiles.

What kind of people they are.

Dr Beaumont - it is doctor, isn't it?

Yes.

The primary objective
of the program

is to enhance the probability
of conception.

The donor process is anonymous.

I understand that

but one of them will still
be the father of my child.

If you qualify for the program.

Uh, is there a psych assessment
for donors?

Charlotte...

I think, that's
a reasonable question.

What exactly is it you're concerned
about? Is there something specific?

Not really...

Do you think a psychiatric history
should rule a donor out?

Um, maybe.

And what about
all the great artists, composers,

who were eccentric, to put it mildly?

Should we exclude them
from being donors?

This isn't selective breeding,
Dr Beaumont.

Possible eclampsic fits times two.

The second one
lasted about 70 seconds.

GCS of 10, BP's 170 on 110.

She's been cannulated.

It's Lana Dawson.

Von, can you get Frank for me,
please?

Hey, Lana, it's Terri.

On three - one, two, three.

Lana?

Hello, can you hear me?
You're in All Saints Hospital.

What have we got, Jack?
Lana Dawson.

Possible eclampsic seizure times
two, 37 weeks gestation, GCS 10.

Von, get obstetrics in now

and warn theatre we've probably
got an emergency caesar.

Lana, it's Terri.

Did you get that guy's name?
Who?

The off-duty hero.

Nigel something, wasn't it?

I need it for the report.

Get another line in, do full bloods
and an urgent U/A for protein.

Yep.

What's the blood pressure?
160 over 100, pulse 85.

Draw up two grams IV magnesium
as a stat dose,

start an infusion
of three grams per hour.

Want me to organise
a CTG for the baby?

Straight away.

This is your fault.
Hugh...

You wouldn't help us earlier.

Lana's husband.
That's not true.

If anything happens to her,
I'm blaming you.

Why don't I show you
where the relatives room is?

Once your wife's stabilised,
we'll get you.

Should have seen a doctor
the first time!

Just put "off-duty ambo"
and leave it at that.

No, I want to get his name.
He broke protocol.

Why are you so down on him?

Do I have to repeat myself?
He broke protocol.

So what are you going to write
in your report, then?

Exactly what happened.

And land him in it?

I don't know, that's his problem.

Are you sure you're not down on him

because he was so efficient
at the scene?

What?

Well, he'd already done
a head-to-toes,

assessed and cannulated the patient
all before we'd even gotten there.

Obviously he didn't notice
the patient's husband.

The one you were aggravating?

The one that he distracted before
it turned into a brawl. That one?

No, I'm talking about the one
who wanted someone to blame.

Do you want that to be us?

Plus he had standard issue equipment
for his own use.

Hardly - it was an emergency.

Where do you think he gets the gear?
Out of an ambulance.

Which means he doesn't
restock properly,

which means he takes the stuff home.

You don't know that.

You're just sticking up for him
because you think he's hot.

Actually, now that you mention it,
he is pretty damn hot.

Okay, so how's it looking?

Well, she's eclampsic,
but baby's heartbeat is strong.

Uh, we'll need to do
an urgent Caesarean...

Hear that, Lana?
Ruby Jane is doing just fine.

Prep her for theatre,
I'll go and scrub

and if there's any change,
let me know, okay?

Lana, we're taking you
to theatre soon.

How's it going in here?
Still hypertensive, 160 over 100.

Obstetrician been?

Yup, she's going to do
an urgent section.

Good. The sooner this bub's out,
the better.

Hello, Lana.

Dr Campion, Lana.

You're doing very well.
Where's Hugh?

It's okay, he's nearby.
I'll let him know what's happening.

Might be an idea to put
the infusion rate up to four grams.

I already have, mate.

Sorry. I've got a vomiter
in the waiting room.

Can you possibly free up a bed?
For you, Jess, anything.

Thanks.

Reg? Have you seen our friend
Mr Brandt... Bradman...?

Bradman? Yeah, he was in there
a minute ago.

He can't stay in his bed.

He's trying to walk off his pain.
He could be anywhere.

Why did you send her home?
I didn't.

Then why did the husband accuse you?

Have you got a twin?
What?

Frank, she was triaged
before this shift started, okay,

for a non-pregnancy.

Okay, look. I've nursed Lana before.
Her husband is very difficult.

He refused to let me treat her

for anything other than
the cut on her hand.

Alright, fine, fine, fine.

I understand.
You're emotionally involved.

Need help here now.

Another seizure.

How long has she been fitting?
20 seconds.

Get midazolam, 10mg.

Not you Terri,
you go fix someone else.

DOOR CLOSES
What are you doing, Ray?

You hate me, don't you?

No, I don't feel anything for you.

You think you're superior to me.

Look, I'm not interested in
discussing anything with you.

Now, please, move aside.

Instead of putting on this act,
just admit it.

That you're inferior.

Okay, Ray, open the door now.

Show me some respect first.

What's going on in here?

Just talking.
Call security.

Sux and Vec given.

Crichoid pressure.

Damn it, come on!

Want some suction?
No, no, no. I'm on it.

Okay, I'm in.

Bilateral air entry is... okay.

Alright, let's get this girl
ready for theatre.

Bradycardia... increasing.

MACHINE BEEPS

Shit.
No output?

Get me RGT now.
VON: Yup.

Commencing CPR.

And get a surgical pack
and a delivery pack ready.

MACHINE CONTINUES TO BEEP

We'll have to do
a slash and grab.

If we don't get the baby out now,
we might lose both of them.

Alright, is that comfortable?
Yes.

How's she going?

She's arrested,
we're doing the Caesarean here.

Alright. You can go now.
Yes.

Okay, nearly through.

This baby will be flat.

Everybody ready
to do a double resus?

MACHINE BEEPS

The compressions aren't effective.
I'm going to open the chest...

..and commence
internal cardiac massage.

The uterus is so inflamed.

That'll be the eclampsia.
Why didn't she present earlier?

MACHINE CONTINUES TO BEEP

Thanks, Jack.

Opening the chest.

Okay.
Okay.

Can you try a little more?
That's it.

Okay.

Come on. Come on.

Got her. The baby's out.

Come on little one. Breathe up.

Commencing cardiac massage.
Stop infusions.

There we go.

(baby begins to cry)

Hello, Ruby Jane.

Adrenaline, one milligram and
keep it coming every two minutes.

Stopping cardiac massage.
We got an output?

Nope.

MACHINE FLATLINES
Resuming cardiac massage.

BEEPING RECOMMENCES
We shouldn't have let her go home.

I think maybe you should leave,
Sister Sullivan.

I'm not going anywhere, Frank.

I don't understand why you didn't
call out for help.

Because I wanted to control
the situation myself.

I didn't want him
to have the satisfaction

of knowing he was freaking me out.

It didn't quite work.

You know, I thought
I was getting there.

I've been going to therapy
and doing self-defence classes,

even taking Emergency Essence.

What the hell is Emergency Essence?

It's herbal.
It comes in little bottles.

ED's not he best place to get over
something like a shooting.

Have you ever considered
transferring...

No! No way. I'm not running away.
I'm going to beat this.

The only good thing that comes
in little bottles is alcoholic.

GROANING

Got Mrs Ellsworth's medication.
Is she alright to go?

Yep.

GROANING

That which doesn't destroy you...

You ever passed a kidney stone?

Can't say I have.

Closest a guy'll ever get
to the pain of childbirth apparently.

Uh-hmm.
I better check on him.

Hang on, look at Ray's U/A results.

His cystine levels
are through the roof.

So? He's passing a stone.

Yeah but his levels
shouldn't be that high.

How old is he?
Mid-20s.

Right, start him
on a 24-hour urine collection

and get this urgent request
off to the lab.

(sighs) Perfect body.

(groans)

How'd it go?

You'll be pleased to know
that Charlotte pulled the pin.

Really?

Oh, come on, Vincent. You obviously
didn't approve of the whole thing.

When did I say that?

This morning. In not so many words.

No, I was simply asking
how you felt about it.

Okay, straight up -
do you approve or not?

Well, I can understand Charlotte

not wanting to go down
the anonymous donor road.

Really? Why?

Where's all this hostility
coming from?

Ha! I'm hostile?

I know you're sick and everything

but Charlotte obviously
annoys the hell out of you

so why are you even here?

You act like an old married couple.

Our marriage ended years ago.

Did it?

MACHINE BEEPS

This is hopeless.

Adrenaline, one milligram in.

MACHINE CONTINUES TO BEEP

Stopping massage.
MACHINE FLATLINES

Output?
No output.

Pupils?
Dilated.

That could be the adrenaline.

I think we're fast approaching...

She has a newborn baby, Frank.

We can't go on indefinitely...

Just one more shot, Frank.
Just give her one more shot.

Adrenaline, one milligram.

Adrenaline, one milligram, in.

Okay, come on, Lana.

You've got a beautiful little baby
girl. She's waiting to see you.

MACHINE CONTINUES TO FLATLINE

You can do this, you can do this.
You're a strong girl.

Come on. You wake up for us.

(softly) Come on, Lana,
wake up for us.

I'm sorry, Terri,
I've got to call it.

Time of death...

MACHINE BEEPS

God.

You feeling better
since you passed that kidney stone?

No, I feel like shit.

Well, I'm sorry to tell you

but you'll probably
have to go through

all that again on a regular basis.

You've got to be joking me.

We ran some tests
on your last urine sample

and, in addition
to excess cystine levels,

you also have high amounts
of amino acids.

So?

Your body's failing to re-absorb them

causing the formation
of kidney stones.

It's called cystinuria.

It's hereditary.

I get it.

It's the truth, I'm afraid.

Cystinuria is an inherited metabolic
disorder thought to be connected with

a genetic mutation
of the chromosome 2P...

I do not have a genetic mutation.

Ray, research also suggests
a possible link between cystinuria

and increased incidences
of psychiatric disturbance.

You want to get back at me
for what I said before.

Your tendency toward
uncontrolled aggression

could be part
of a bigger medical picture.

It's something that needs to be
reviewed by a specialist.

What's happening with Ray?
He's insisting on going.

And his psych forms, we're just
going to ignore them, are we?

I have written him a referral.

Pity we can't lock him up.

PHONE RINGS

Emergency department.

She's right here.
Charlotte, Addy.

Hi, is everything alright?

What?!

What happened?

(sighs) Where is he now?

Okay, not now. Talk soon, okay.

Shit.

Uh, Charlotte?
Ray.

Here is a script. Just make sure
your fluid intake is high.

And here is a referral
to a psychiatrist.

Nazis had it right. The Jews,
the faggots, the weak and the sick.

You all should be exterminated.

Okay. Have a nice day too.

Nice picture.

Terri, we got a good result today
and I'm glad you were there

but when I ask you to leave,
I expect you to go.

Frank, can the chat about
how wrong I've been today wait?

Fair enough.

Well, I better go tell Hugh
the good news about Lana.

Are you going to be Mr Grumpy
all day?

Come on, Scott, lighten up.

You're better looking than he is

and your cannulation technique
is miles superior.

Thank you.

Hey, it's two-for-one night at
the steak house. Do you want to come?

You're asking me out on a date?
If you're lucky.

Oh, I'm lucky.
Believe you me, I'm very lucky.

Did you see that baby girl?
Yeah. Little cutie.

She was beautiful.
She scored 10 on the repeat Apgar.

That's good.
Very good.

(sighs)

Look, are you okay?

I just need a good night's sleep.

And that's my fault?
Well...

And metochlopramide, 10mls,
expires December 2006.

Terri and Jack, how long?
Sorry?

How long they been rooting?

What?

When this sort of thing
happens in the workplace,

it can be a bloody disaster.

One of them has to go
and it won't be my resident.

Terri and Jack?

It's true?

Talk about it at home.

What's really getting up your nose,
Frank?

Fact that Jack was comforting Terri
or that no one was comforting you?

And that is one
perfectly stocked ambulance.

Excellent. Do unto others
as you expect them to do unto you.

You should have been in the army.

Uh-huh.

Hey, guys. How's it going?
Hey.

Hey, how's Lana?
Have you heard anything?

She only just made it. She arrested,
had an emergency Caesarean.

And the baby?
Baby's doing fine.

Good. Good news.
Yeah.

Name's Mac.

Thought it was Nigel?

Yeah, it is. Mates call me Mac.

Scott.
Scott. And you are?

I'm Cate.
Cate.

That cannula you had in your bag,
was that service issue?

Listen, mate,
you do what you have to, okay.

If you feel you have to put
that in your report...

He's not going to put anything
in a report, are you?

Nah, I wouldn't want to be a dobber.
I appreciate it.

I know it's not protocol

but, hey, if keeping a bit
of handy equipment around

saves a life, then...

Alright, I'll see you around.

Bye.

Alright, come on. Steak time.

(snidely) Nigel - tosser's name.

Come on, you owe me dinner,
let's go.

(sighs) Sorry, but I'm going to
have to rewrite a certain report now.

Maybe Mac can buy you a steak.

Scott Zinenko, are you jealous?

I think you are.
Go on, admit it - you want me.

You want me bad.

MYSTERIOUS MUSIC

Hey...

Oh!

Dan, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?

Ah...

SOMBRE MUSIC

Ow. That's the last time
I chase after you.

I told you I was doing
self-defence classes.

When cornered, get in first
and use anything you've got.

Jess, I know this
is none of my business

but maybe the counselling
thing's not working.

Like, totally not working.

And you should really consider
transferring to another department.

If you keep moving,
you'll end up with a scar.

There, done. Ugly as you ever were.

I really appreciate you not telling
anyone about what happened today

but this is my problem

and I really need to deal
with it my own way, okay?

Maybe you should double up
on that Emergency Essence then, Jess.

(sighs)

DOORBELL RINGS

Hey.
Hi.

Got you these.
Bit of a peace offering.

You didn't have to do that.

I've been a bit of a shit recently
and I just wanted to say 'thank you'.

I appreciate you guys
looking after me.

You look like you're going to drop.
You better come in.

Addy's not here. We had a fight.
She's driving around somewhere.

So...

Here you go.
Thank you.

These Addy's?
Yeah.

They're her uni project.

They're pretty good.

I'm sorry about what
she said to you earlier.

Forget about it. She had
some interesting points to make.

She didn't mean what she said.
That was my fault.

In the car on the way back
from the clinic,

I mentioned something
I'd been thinking about

and she wasn't very happy.

Something to do with me?

Vincent, since the accident and
since I've been taking care of you,

it's just felt close again.

You know?

I know what you think
about me wanting a baby...

..but I thought that maybe...

You're not suggesting...

Yes. I am.

No. I'm sorry, I can't do that.
Okay, just hear me out.

I am not saying that you would
have nothing to do with it.

I agree with you
that a child needs a father.

I can see that.
No wonder Addy was jealous.

Before Addy, before anything,
I always wanted to ask you.

Are you serious?

I know that it's unorthodox
but I love you.

And I know that you care about me

so what's so unusual about
two people who love each other

bringing a child into the world?

Charlotte, there was a time

when I wanted nothing more
than to have kids with you.

But the difference is

they would have been
our kids, our future.

And that's not
what you're offering now.

And I'm sorry but
I could never accept anything less.