All language subtitles for All.Saints.S08E40 - Season Of Change.en

What's up, Cate? What've we got?

Troy Matthews. 20 years old.

Fell from a tree
rescuing his sister's cat.

Penetrating eye injury
with branch embedded.

That much is obvious.

Not a good idea.
Keep your hands by your side.

Suspected fracture
to the left ankle.

How far did he fall?

About five metres.

Multiple cuts and abrasions
to the face, hands and arms.

Ah!

Watch what you're doing,
you stupid idiot!

Curtis, get someone
to clean this up

before somebody trips
and breaks their leg.

Ah, I'll be with you
in a second.

He's slightly hypertensive.
BP 150/90, pulse 120, GCS 13.

It's okay, Troy.
You're in All Saints Hospital.

We've gotta keep this branch
in your eye a bit longer.

The cup is holding it in place
and protecting you, okay?

C-spine immobilised.
Left ankle splinted.

Cannula inserted.
Hartmann's running.

And Smokey the cat... is safe.
Glad to hear it wasn't all in vain.

I'm Dr Campion, Troy. I'm just going
to have a listen to your chest.

Ah! Please, help me!

We are, mate. We are.
Just relax.

Equal air entry bilaterally.

We'll need
anaesthetic eye drops.

And metaclopramide?
10mg IMI.

He's got a ruptured globe.

Call the ophthalmology registrar,
get him here fast.

Call his next of kin, will you?
Yeah.

Contact Theatre.

Already done.
They're setting up now.

Glad to hear you're on the ball
on your last day, Nelson.

Full set of trauma X-rays,
second large bore cannula in,

bloods for group and hold,
FBC, UEC and blood cultures.

Hey, Cate.
Who's replacing Nelson?

I've got no idea.

We've got a really bad trauma
in Resus.

Mrs Austin from Acute 2
is coming back from Radiology.

Can you settle her in?
Sure.

I don't know why
they didn't ask us to do it.

We know the department
better than anybody.

Yeah. You would've been great, Jess.
I don't just mean me.

Certainly not letting some ring-in
push me around, that's for sure.

I bet.

Oh.
Hi.

Hi. I'm...

I'm Deanna. I'm filling in
as Nursing Unit Manager.

Dan Goldman. Welcome to ED.
Thanks.

Jess.
Hi.

Talk about making an entrance!

Don't worry about it.
We're hard to shock down here.

I hope it's not an indication
of how the next four weeks will go.

You'll be fine.

The ED's the same as everywhere,
except three times faster.

I'm used to working on my toes.

We've operated with skeleton staff
on the ward the last few months.

It's been a nightmare.

Where were you before this?

One of the Urology wards.
Then I became a NUM with no ward.

Bed closures? Know the feeling.

Ward 17, right?

Mmm.

I like to do my homework.

You wonder what the 'powers that be'
are thinking sometimes, don't you?

Yeah, especially when patients
are clogging up Emergency

because we can't
find them beds on the wards.

So, that's one of the challenges
ahead of me.

Challenge No.1.

Frank, this is Deanna Richardson.

Pleasure to meet you, Dr Campion.
I look forward to working with you.

Don't.

Challenge No.2, right?

Come on. Let's go meet the team.

Got his paperwork?

Yeah.
Cheers.

It's just not fair. I mean...
she can't be much older than me.

Perhaps she's got more experience.

I'd like to know how much experience
she has in the Emergency Department.

Not a lot, actually.

I spent most of my time
working on the wards.

I hope you'll be patient while
I get used to things around here.

Don't worry. We'll be kind.

Trained a few NUMs in our time.

Deanna, this is Von and Cate and...

..well, you've already met
Jess and Dan.

DEANNA: Mm-hm.

I'm sure you're all busy, so I'll
catch up with you during the day.

I'll show you round.

Hey. Smooth, Jess.
Shut up, Dan.

Charlotte, I'll have the orthopods
review this guy.

Thanks, Jack.

This is Jack Quade.
He's on our surgical team.

And our Emergency fellow,
Charlotte Beaumont.

Deanna's looking after the place
while I'm gone.

Oh, welcome aboard.
Thank you.

Don't worry, we'll look after him.

Oscar Wu's collapsed on his rounds.
They're sending him down.

Collapsed from what?

No idea, Charlotte.

Dan.
DAN: Coming.

Oscar.

Mmm.

Not feeling too good, huh?

Well, that much is clear.

Alright. Let's get you a bed
and find out what's going on.

Three.

I'd just finished examining a woman
with pseudotumor cerebri.

Fascinating condition, but
terribly frustrating for the patient.

We were talking about you, Oscar.

You were telling us
how you collapsed.

Yes, I was about
to perform a lumbar puncture

to check for intracranial pressure

when I felt this stabbing pain
down my right side

and my legs went out
from under me.

So it came on very suddenly?

Well, my patient was most concerned.
Ironic, really.

Have you noticed
any other symptoms?

No, which is quite bizarre,
don't you... (groans)

Oscar, we'll get you something
for that pain.

Morphine?
2.5mg IMI.

(strained) No, no.
I'll be fine, thank you.

Are you sure?

If we never experience pain,
how can we understand pleasure?

We'll see how long that lasts.

How are you doing, Oz?
Are they treating you okay?

G'day, mate.

Have you met our latest recruit?
Sean Everleigh.

He's a touch sceptical
about my philosophies.

A touch, huh?

DAN: Hey, Sean.

Nice to meet you.
What do you think?

Appendicitis? Incarcerated hernia?
Torsion of the testes, maybe?

Hopefully not all of the above.
OSCAR: Hopefully.

I haven't had a chance
to examine him yet.

Don't let me stop you.

I have some things to sort out
about the neuro theatre list,

if that's okay?

I'll have upstairs under control
in no time, Oz.

Don't worry about a thing.

MAN: I'll sue! Sue the lot of you!

It's okay, Mr Hegarty.
We'll get it sorted.

That's what they said last time.

If I die, my wife will take you
to the cleaners, I swear.

What's the problem, Jess?

He had an operation last week,
and now has an infection.

It's bloody negligence,
that's what.

Take him to Sub-Acute.

I tell you, mate,
I'll be onto my lawyer by day's end!

Where's Hughes?
In Theatre, with the eye patient.

Get Quade, then.
Okay.

Should I let Admin know
we could have a legal problem?

Yep.

The CSF looked clear,
but I'm still waiting on lab results.

Good - we'll need to discuss
options with her,

then formulate a medical regime.

I can do that.
I'm sure you can.

She said she thought
you were "very handsome".

She's hedging her bets.
She told me the same thing about you.

(clears throat)
You want me gone, right?

That would be nice.

I'm sure this lovely lady will have
your chakras aligned in no time.

Yeah.
Going now.

DAN: Catch you later, Sean.

He's a very good doctor.

A touch arrogant,
don't you think?

Oh, yes, but I like that in my team.
He keeps things interesting.

Okay, There's no rebound tenderness
in the right iliac fossa region,

so it's unlikely to be appendicitis,
and I can't feel a hernia.

Oh! Yeah, that hurts. That hurts.
Okay.

How about here?
Ah!

Ah! Yes. Yes. Yes.

Sorry about that, Oscar. The pain
seems confined to the flank region.

What do you think we've got?

Pyelonephritis maybe?

OSCAR: (strained)
Or malrotation of the bowel.

Punishment for that decadent
boardroom lunch I had yesterday.

I normally eat my lunch at the park.
Ooh! (Groans)

Oscar, you're not showing
any other symptoms of that,

and besides,
it's very rare in adults,

so let's wait and see
what the ultrasound shows

before we get carried away.

I'll take these bloods and
then I'll whip you up to Radiology.

Can you make a fist for me?

Look,
I don't normally make assumptions,

but I would like to be ready
if I'm going to surgery.

I'll organise a surgical consult.

Good. Get Vincent here. Maybe
he'll get to the bottom of this.

Vincent's in Theatre,
but Dr Quade is available.

Look, no disrespect to Dr Quade -
I'm sure he'll be a fine surgeon,

but I would prefer
to speak to Vincent, please.

I'll see what I can do.

So much for letting the universe
take care of things?

Just get Vincent.

(winces)

How long's it been like this?
A couple of days.

Why didn't you come in sooner?

After what they did?
I'm only here thanks to the wife.

Hernias are usually fixed
with keyhole surgery.

You've had a laparotomy.
Did they explain why?

Something about my bowel.
I don't know.

You must've had bowel damage...

All I know is, I woke up
with half my guts missing!

Take it easy. It's okay, sir.

I'll get his notes.
Thanks.

Let's concentrate
on making you feel better,

then we'll work out
where this infection's from.

I know where it came from -
they've left something in there.

That happens a lot.
I want an X-ray.

I'll start you on some
IV antibiotics first.

Then we'll give you morphine
for the pain.

Can you take bloods - FBC, UEC,
cultures and group and hold.

Then we'll do a FAST.
Okay.

Okay, Dave, it looks like
you've got peritonitis,

an inflammation of the membrane...

They stuffed up? I knew it!

It may have nothing to do
with surgery.

Yeah, right. You're just trying
to cover your arse, mate.

(groans)

When did he come in?
30 minutes ago.

He was coping,
but the pain's getting worse.

Oh, Vincent, thank goodness.

Oscar, how you doing?
Has he had X-rays?

And an ultrasound.
Charlotte's getting the results now.

Please, Vincent, this must be
serious. The pain is excruciating.

It's okay.
We'll sort it out.

There's nothing to sort out.
All Oscar has to do is urinate.

You have kidney stones -

not life-threatening, but as you're
well aware, extremely painful.

(grunts) Can I see?

Unfortunately all we can do is give
you fluids and wait for it to pass.

You might want to reconsider
that morphine.

I need you
to lie still, Dave.

What is that thing?
It's called a FAST machine.

It's like an ultrasound. It'll help
us to see inside your abdomen.

It's okay. Just lie still.

Okay. You're going to feel
some pressure here.

Agh!

Won't take long.

Fair bit of shadowing.
Yeah.

Definitely a collection there.

CATE: Whoa.

That's great.

It's okay.

Looks like we'll have
matching uniforms. His notes.

It's okay, Dave.
It's alright.

Jack?

What's going on?

Looks like you've popped
a couple of stitches.

We'll get it fixed up.

Don't touch me! Where's a phone?

You can't.
You need to go to Theatre.

I wanna go home! Leave me alone!
(yells)

Get the wound covered.

Yep. Can you get some trauma pads?
Thanks, Deanna.

Get your hands off me!
It's okay. Relax. Come on.

What are you bastards doing to me?

Listen. The more you struggle,
the worse it'll get, alright?

Let us help you.

I wanna go!
I know you do.

Deanna, we need him to lie flat,
or else he could rupture the bowel.

Okay, Dave.
Okay. It's okay.

DRAMATIC MUSIC

SIREN WAILS

(groans)

Has the morphine kicked in?

(groans) I thought some
visualisation might work,

but...(groans) my little stones
are turning into boulders.

Yeah, visualisation stuff
doesn't really work for me either.

Whenever I visualise
waves lapping on the beach,

all I see is chicks in bikinis.

Whatever it is you're talking about,
count me in.

You don't look too crash-hot, mate.
Thanks, Sean.

I thought you'd wanna know the
results of Mrs Calib's LP are back,

and there's no infection.

That's good news.
Yeah, it is.

So we've discussed
treatment options

and booked her in for a VP shunt
tomorrow afternoon.

Anything I can do for you?
(pants) More drugs.

It's a little too soon
to give you some more morphine,

but how about
we get you up and about?

Maybe that'll speed things along.
I'll give you a hand.

They say passing kidney stones
is as bad as childbirth, you know.

Okay, okay. Here we go.

Oh, oh, oh!

(grunts)
That's the way. That's the way.

We'll fix this up
and you'll be fine.

I only came in
to get my hernia repaired.

I know. You have every right
to be upset.

If the hospital's to blame, we'll
find out. I'll make sure of that.

It was meant to make me feel better.
And you will.

Dr Quade's an excellent doctor.
You just have to let him do his job.

We'll just clean this up
with some clorhex.

And cover it
with a non-occlusive dressing.

Sure.

(groans)
Take it easy.

Yeah. Oh.

PAGER BEEPS

Are you right here?
Yeah.

Yeah.

I want surgery.

It's not an option. You know that.
Then make it one!

Okay. I'll ask Charlotte, okay?

Are you alright?
Yeah.

Dr Jekyll's just turned into
Mr Hyde.

The pain relief
hasn't touched the side.

You're doing the right thing
keeping him on his feet.

Sorry, I didn't mean to interfere.
Urology background.

That's okay.

Hey, anything I can do
to help Oscar.

Watching a man go through that
isn't fun.

We could give him more morphine,
but it'll restrict his mobility.

There is something.

It's radical for the public health
system, but it'll relieve him.

Right now, he'll try anything.
So will I.

Okay. Let's give it a go.

You've been working with her.
What's she like?

She's a good nurse, Jess.

Oh. (Groans with relief)

How's that?

Oh. Incredible!

Is that really working?

Mmm. It's the same as acupuncture.

By putting pressure
on certain meridian points,

it improves the flow of chi,
or positive energy.

The powers of shiatsu have been used
by the Japanese for centuries.

Well, any time
you need to practise...

I'll keep you in mind.

OSCAR: Oh. Oh, no.

What's wrong?

I need to pee.

(yells)

I'm sorry. I didn't realise
there was anyone here.

What are you doing here?

Exploring.

And you're doing that because...

I like exploring.

Of course you do.

Did you make that?

Never been good
at crafty things.

Never see the point
in spending hours on something

that'll sit on a shelf.

Sean, is it?
Yeah.

Look, Sean, I just don't...

You don't like me, right?

I didn't say that.

I have this habit
of rubbing people up the wrong way.

What exactly do you do?

I'm a neurosurgical registrar
upstairs with Oscar.

You must be very busy.
Better get back to work.

Look, I didn't mean to be rude
with Oscar before.

He was in a great deal of pain.

I was trying to get
the examination done...

Understood,
and I didn't mean to be rude either.

Oscar was worried
about his patients.

I just wanted to let him know
they were okay.

So it's nice to meet you, Dr...

Beaumont. Nice to meet you too,
Dr...

Everleigh.

(Oscar screams)

God, it sounds so painful.

No different to what thousands
of women go through every day.

But at least
when you have a baby,

there's something to show for it.

I suppose so.

How's Oscar doing?

(Oscar screams in distance)
Forget I asked.

We have one urine sample,
but no kidney stone.

Poor Oscar.

Deanna, we may look at doing
some repeat X-rays.

It's possible
the stone's blocking the urethra.

There was no indication of that
in his earlier films, so...

The stone could've moved
since then.

Vincent, you know how long this
takes. Let's let it run its course.

You're happy to leave him
in this much pain?

His obs are fine. If an X-ray was
warranted, I would've ordered one.

From a surgical perspective,
it's more than warranted.

Fine.

You normally get your own way,
so why do I bother fighting it?

DEANNA: So, was that
repeat abdo X-rays, Dr Hughes?

Yes, and write him up
for 5mg morphine, please.

Thank you. Come with me, please,
Doctor.

I wonder what's going on there.

Not my problem anymore.

Don't ever do that to me, Charlotte.
What?

Don't undermine me in front of
a colleague, especially a new one.

(sighs) Okay. I'm sorry.
I'm just not having a great day.

When did he leave?

He flew out this morning.

I was half expecting you
to go with him.

I almost did.

Well, for what it's worth,

I'm really sorry things didn't...

Don't you dare. He's gone.
It's exactly what you wanted.

I don't get off on seeing you upset.
You know me better.

So, how come you didn't go with him?
(sighs)

It was a six-week romance.

You can't plan your entire life
around that.

We did.

We didn't know any better,
and besides,

moving in together isn't the same
as jetting off to another country.

How long will he be away?

Didn't we decide
we weren't going to do this?

What?

This crying on each other's
shoulders thing?

That was a great plan.
Let's stick to that.

Charlotte...

Why couldn't you just
be happy for me, Vincent?

Probably for the same reason
you couldn't be happy for me.

Well, according to
the surgical report,

everything went like clockwork.

There were no post-op complications.

He was released on day three with
oral ABs, which he's still taking.

There were no other problems

other than when he presented today
with the infection.

You've taken bloods?
Yeah.

I started him on IV antibiotics
and Hartmann's.

And taken a swab -
that's in Pathology for an MCS.

Um... he's threatening to sue.

Let's take a look at him.

Any idea how this might've
got infected?

No. I was in good shape
before the operation.

Look, if you've buggered me for life,
what am I gonna do?

Alright. Call the labs,
get them to do some blood films

and a differential white cell count.

Give him a dose of gentamicin,
100mg IV, please.

Sure.

We'll take you to Theatre
to wash this wound out

and make sure there's no damage
to your bowel.

No way! After this,
you're not operating.

You have no choice.
Do you understand?

(shouts) I'm not going to Theatre!
We need to control this.

We'll do everything we can
to find the source of the infection.

Dave, is there anyone I can call?

My wife.

My wife will come in

when she's organised someone
to pick up the kids.

Okay.

How long will I be here?

Well, it depends on what they find
in Theatre,

but unfortunately,
we can't let you go anywhere

until the infection's cleared.

Should've taken out
income protection.

I'm sure your boss will understand.

I'm self-employed.
I can't afford to have one day off.

This'll send me under.

I've referred it to Infection
Control and they'll get back to me

if they find out about
other post-op infections.

Have we got pathology results
back yet?

Still waiting.
I'll give them a hurry-up.

FRANK: Curtis, my office, now.

Yes, it's Deanna Richardson
from the ED.

Yeah.

I'm wondering if
the pathology results were available

on Mr David Hegarty.

Sure, I'll wait.

I've spent the last 10 minutes
trying to explain to Admin

why they don't have a copy of last
week's nursing expenditure report.

That was 10 minutes
I didn't have to waste!

I've been behind.

Just because
you're getting married

doesn't mean this department
grinds to a halt.

You'll have the report
by the end of the day.

Bloody oath, otherwise you're
not going to your suit-fitting

or whatever the hell it is.

I don't care if you walk
down the aisle in your underpants.

I wasn't sure if you wanted these
left out there.

Thank you.
Is he always that pleasant?

He likes letting people know
who's boss, that's all.

How do you deal with it?

Well, he makes some noise,
but his heart's in the right place.

Take your word for it.

Is there anything else
I should know?

Yeah.

Don't let him think
he's in charge of nursing staff.

Then he's unbearable.
No chance of that!

DEANNA: Dr Campion...

Quick. I'm late for a meeting.

I wanna sort things out about
the running of the department.

You're in charge of nurses
and don't cross the line?

I've heard it all before.

That's not how I work.

As far as I'm concerned, the ED's
totally different to the wards.

You're the boss.

You get what you want,
including nursing staff.

Is that so?

I want you to be straight with me -

to set an example
for the rest of the department.

That it?

For the moment.

Well, Deanna,
if all that's true,

it may just be a pleasure
doing business with you.

Feeling's mutual, Dr Campion.

This should warm you up, Dave.

How you feeling?
Sick.

Deanna, can you do me a favour

and change the nasal prongs
over to an oxygen mask?

I need to talk to Jack.
Sure.

Won't be long now, Dave,
we'll be taking you to Theatre.

I have to get back to work.

What do you do?

Own an oyster farm.

Who have you had looking after
things since the operation?

Dave?

Who's been looking after things?
(breathes heavily)

His heart rate's up,
but he's having rigors.

Right. Let's start him with
metoclopramide, 20mg, slow IV push.

If that doesn't work,
try some ondansatron.

Sure.

You might wanna call
Infection Control.

Why?

Seems our patient was in the water
checking his oyster beds

the day after leaving hospital.

What?
He shouldn't have done anything.

He couldn't afford someone
to fill in,

and there's a family
to look after.

He swears he didn't
wet the dressing,

but there's a big chance
that's where the infection's from.

Yep.
Better get back.

Thanks.

She seems to be on the ball.

Yeah, and easier on the eye
than Nelson, too.

Two ampoules of metoclopramide.

Two ampoules of metoclopramide.

You alright?
Never been better.

Things not working out
with Vincent?

Things over with Vincent.
I'm sorry to hear that.

Me too. What can I say?

I knew what I was getting myself
into, and still went there.

If you don't put yourself out there,
you'll never find the right one.

(laughs) What is this?

You're getting married

so all of a sudden
you're the love guru?

Suits me well,
don't you think?

Hey, I'm really happy for you,
Nelson. Have I told you that?

Thanks.

Also means there's
hope for me yet!

Mm-hm.

I wasn't expecting you
for another hour.

I know.

I've got a meeting in Admin. I'll
grab my stuff and walk with you.

Sure.

Hello. What are you doing here?
Waiting for Nelson.

Kerry, has Colin been calling again?
Yeah.

Come on. This is harassment.
You've gotta do something.

He's just throwing a tantrum,
like he always does.

He wasn't even interested
in what I was doing

until he heard
about the wedding.

If I just keep ignoring him,
he'll get bored.

And if he doesn't?
He will. I guarantee you.

Look, you could put out an AVO
on him.

Then he might think
he actually matters in my life.

I wouldn't give him
the satisfaction.

Alright, but if it goes on...

I'll go to the police, I promise.

It's fine, Von. Really.

Let's go.

NELSON: You alright?
Yeah.

Colin, uh, still bothering you?

(laughs) Do you and Von
actually tag-team on this stuff?

Or did you just live together
for way too long?

Honestly, a bit of both.

Come on. You just
seem a bit stressed.

I wonder why?
It's a week before the wedding.

I've got a fiance who hasn't
worked out who his best man is.

I told you, I will!

You know I'm not gonna
let him hurt you.

Yeah.

Good.

Okay, people. Get out your wallets.

Is this a hold-up?
No.

I'm collecting money
for the wedding present.

What are we getting them?

Well, I found these really gorgeous
matching bedside lamps.

Bedside lamps?

I don't see what's wrong
with bedside lamps.

No-one expects you to contribute.
I'd like to.

Okay. Thanks.

She doesn't even know Nelson.
She's just being nice.

Oh, Vincent,
I was just about to page you.

Oscar's X-rays.

Great. How's he doing?
Still the same.

He hasn't urinated again,

not that you can blame him
after last time, though.

Well, there's no blockage.
That rules out surgery.

At least the stone's moving.
Slowly.

Start him on a bolus of normal
saline, 500ml over 15 minutes,

and see if that works.

Cate, Cate, Cate. I need money
for the wedding present.

Sure. I've just gotta
give this first.

Ooh, sorry.

It's okay, Dan.

Dan, I've got it.
It's alright.

You right?
Yeah.

(whispers)
Cate and Vincent have broken up.

Oh. That was short and sweet.

NELSON: Frank. Just hold the...
hold the lift!

Uh... look, I've been thinking. Um...

Would you be my best man?

Haven't you got any friends?

Well, you know,
I did calculations, Frank,

and you're the closest thing
that I could come up with.

You know, if you don't wanna do it,
I understand, you know?

Would I have to wear a suit?
Of course you do.

(sighs)

It looks like you were right
about the infection.

They're still doing the tests,

but they're pretty sure
the bacteria's one found in water.

That's good news
for the hospital.

(grunts)

Ooh, hang on.

It's alright, Dave.
I've got something for the nausea.

(despairingly) Oh, God.

(yells) Help me! Help!

I need help in here!
What's up? Oh...

He was dry-retching
and the wound opened again.

Okay. Let's get him into Resus.
Don't let me die! (Cries)

We're doing everything to help you,
Dave. Try and stay still.

(whimpers)

CATE: Ready to move?
JACK: Yep. Go.

Let's secure this wound
and get him to Theatre.

BP's dropped, 95/50.
500ml of gel going up.

Frank, he's arresting.
V-tach at 240.

Get the paddles.
CATE: Behind you.

Come on. Set up to 200.

Sorry.
Charging to 200.

MACHINES BEEP
FRANK: Get an airway in, Jack.

Size 8?
Yep.

Clear.

VON: Still in VT.

Charge to 200 again.

JACK: Cricoid.

That's got it.
BEEPING CHANGES

Clear.

RAPID BEEPING

Good air entry.
Still in V-tach.

Charge to 360.

BP 80/50.

Push those fluids through.
Put up another bag of gel.

JESSICA: Yep.
Clear.

Line's wide open.
Get up to CPR.

Charge to 360 again.

Adrenaline 1mg.
JESS: Going in.

Clear.

Sinus rhythm.

Okay. BP's climbing, 100/55.

Ventilate and take him to Theatre.
There's a long way to go yet.

You want me to call them?
Already done. Orderlies are waiting.

Push those fluids.

Hurry it up. We've gotta move him.

CATE: Hey. Here's that money I owe.
Oh, thanks.

Deanna, are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

I can't believe you guys work under
that sort of pressure all the time.

You get used to it.

Yeah, but you make it look so easy.
You were amazing.

Well, I am.
I don't know about the rest.

There's a few tricks
we can run through with you.

That'd be great.

First I've gotta go and face
Dr Campion.

Do you want some advice?
Desperately.

Attack is the best form of defence,
so get in first.

Right. Thanks.
Or you could just be yourself.

No, the stereotactic biopsy
on the astrocytoma patient

will need to be rescheduled.

Okay. Check for me, please.

You know what I don't get?

Why don't people listen
to their doctors?

Because not everyone
thinks that you're God.

Well, they should.

Don't get into filthy water the day
after surgery. How hard's that?

Alright. You don't have to
shoot the messenger!

Want one, from one god to another...

I know, but Oscar will not be working
the rest of the day. Trust me.

Tomorrow at 4:00?
That's great. Thanks.

Do I know you?

Don't think so.

The answer to your question
is simple -

doctors don't listen
to their patients.

I beg your pardon?

Not you. You're probably
a very good listener.

If a doctor's blubbering
about staying out of water,

and the patient
isn't making eye contact,

it's likely that
the instruction will be ignored,

or underestimated.

We should talk about it
over a beer.

Who was that?
Don't know. Wasn't listening.

Have you seen Dr Campion?

Heading towards Triage.
Can I help?

Uh, no.

It's almost 3:00.

Yeah, I know.
Just go, Nelson.

Not until I'm sure everything
that should be done is done.

Whatever you don't finish,
I'll take care of.

Thanks, but once piece
of paperwork not filed,

one paperclip out of place,

and Frank'll never let me forget it.

He's my best man - I don't wanna
spend my wedding day being lectured.

You got the job
because you're mates?

No, no, no. I never met him
before I started working here.

I'll just print up a nursing
expenditure report, and I'm gone.

I'll give it to him, if you like?
Sure?

I need to talk to him anyway.
Thanks.

Alright, well, the in-tray's empty,
all the paperwork's done,

so, I guess the only thing
left to say is good luck.

I'll be fine.
Just enjoy yourself.

Don't worry about a thing.

Seriously, if you get into
any trouble, just call me.

I'm not calling you
on your honeymoon, Nelson.

See you at drinks on Friday.
If there's anything you need...

You've done so much already,
you wedding planner extraordinaire.

Thank you so much.

Curtis, tell me
where you get your suit.

Sure.
Come on. You two should go.

Okay. Well, we'll see you all
Friday.

Don't forget,

anyone who can't make the wedding
is welcome at the reception.

Come on, show's over. Back to work.
That means you too, Jess.

(strained) Oh! Please!
Someone make this stop!

Oscar, I told you to stay in bed
until I came back.

OSCAR: I need to urinate again.
(grunts) You little...

He hasn't passed it yet?
Sorry?

Oscar.
Uh... apparently not.

I don't know you. Piss off.

Everleigh, Sean.

Idiot - move!

Rightio then.

It's time you and I
had a chat.

Maybe I've taken up
the wrong specialty.

Things are far more exciting
down here than in Neurosurgery.

You think so?

I get a vibe about things.

Doesn't rate with Oscar's
karmic universe routine, I admit,

but it's up there
on the intuition scale.

I guess there's a bizarre attraction
to the madness.

How long have you worked here?

Uh, about a year.
I was a paramedic before that.

A woman of action. I like that.
Action you're not going to see.

Is that right?
You better believe it.

You're pretty full of yourself,
you know that?

I guess that
makes two of us then.

(Oscar screams)

How's Dave?

He's stable. He's in recovery.
That's good.

I might check on Oscar.
Yeah.

Can't wait to see what message
he finds in this.

Congratulations, Oscar.

You're the proud owner
of one kidney stone.

How you feeling?

I feel like
I should hand out cigars!

(all laugh)

Before you say anything,

I'll familiarise myself with
all equipment before tomorrow.

That would be the smart thing
to do.

I am sorry. I wasn't expecting
the pace of the Resus bay.

Apart from that,
how'd you rate your first day?

I think I'm gonna learn a lot.
Oh, I can guarantee that.

I don't shy away from a challenge,
Dr Campion.

So that's why you're here -
for the challenge?

Not just that.

The privilege of working with

one of the finest directors of
emergency medicine in the country

also appeals.

Mmm. There is that, too.

Okay, now we've established
you're the president of my fan club,

wanna tell me the real reason
you're here?

I found myself at a crossroads.

I could either
stay where I was

and wind up in 20 years wondering
what I'd done with my life,

or I could grab every opportunity
and see where it takes me.

I chose option B.

Well, you better strap yourself in,
'cause you're in for a bumpy ride.

I'm up for it.

I don't wanna have to
pick up anyone's slack,

and I don't expect members
of your team to do that either.

I want 110%
concentration and effort.

100% of the time. Clear?

No problem.
Good.

Speaking of which,
the nursing expenditure report.

Oh, good.
Yeah.

I knew Nelson
had other things on his mind,

so I cleared his backlog.

Good.

Maybe I should've been

familiarising myself
with the Resus bay instead.

No, no, no. This is good.

It'll stop Admin from chewing
my backside tomorrow morning.

Thank you.
My pleasure.

Deanna.

I was heading to Cougars
for a drink.

If you're not
doing anything...

It's an ED tradition, you know,
after the first shift and all.

Wouldn't want
to break tradition.

So, do doctors
come to these initiation drinks?

Sometimes they come along, yeah.

See you at Cougars later on,
Dr Quade?

I've gotta do this patient transfer
to Admin, but sure.

See you there.

Oh, don't worry, champ.

You could always take me
out for dinner. You do owe me.

Von.

I've agreed to be
Nelson's best man.

Drew the short straw, hey?

Yeah, something like that.

Do you know if he has
bridesmaids or matron of honour

or whatever you call them?

No.
Bugger.

You looking for a date, Frank?
I'm looking for something.

The day won't be a complete loss.
I'll be there.

I'm giving Kerry away.

Better dust off
your dancing shoes, then.

(laughs) You couldn't
keep up with me.

Oh, is that a challenge?

Yep. You're on.
(chuckles)

What will you do
now you've got the place to yourself?

I'm sure I'll find something
to do with my time, you know?

You haven't got any pointers?

It's just that Kathleen's
spending all her time with Alison,

playing mothers and daughters.

Well, you enjoy it.

Yeah, I suppose
I could work 30 hours more a week.

Yes. Or you could get a life.

That's rich, coming from you.

I have a life, Frank -

dress fittings, wedding invitations,
cake, music...

..floral arrangements...

SLOW, JAZZY PIANO TUNE

(woman sings)
♪ Now you say you're lonely

♪ You cried the whole night through

♪ Well you can cry me a river

♪ Cry me a river

♪ I cried a river over you

♪ Now you say you're sorry

♪ For being so untrue

♪ Well you can cry me a river

♪ Cry me a river

♪ I cried a river over you

♪ I cried a river

♪ Over you ♪

APPLAUSE AND CHEERING

Thank you.

We're going to take a short break.
We'll be back in a moment.

Well?
Well.

Hello, stranger.

Eve.

You're looking good, Dr Campion.
Bloody liar.

Thanks.

What, no "Eve, you're looking
as gorgeous as ever"?

Listen, Evie, you're looking
more gorgeous that you ever did.

Trust me, you are on fire.

So, can I ask
what you're doing here?

Just getting a little soul
back in my life.

No, I saw your ad in the gig guide
and thought I'd catch the act.

Right, well, if you'd seen my ad
in the, uh, gig guide,

you'd know I've been here
the last two months.

Yeah.

You weren't sure you wanted to see me
after all these years?

Well, no, actually I wasn't sure
that you'd want to see me.

I toyed with the idea of calling you
when I got back into town.

I wish you bloody well had.
(laughs)

Thanks for toying.

You gonna buy me a drink?

Oh, sure. Um...
Martini, dry, right?

Right.

Some things never change, do they?

PIANO PLAYS SOFTLY