All language subtitles for All.Saints.S12E30.720p.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-WH_track3_[und]

(SIREN WAILS)

So, illegal immigrants.
Do we know where they're from?

No. All we know
is where they're going.

Detention.
Welcome to Australia.

Ken Mansfield.
Hi. I'm Mike Vlasek.

This is Jo Mathieson.
Hi.

Steve Taylor.
They're all women.

One of them's not looking so good.
Why us? Why not an ambulance?

They just need medical clearance
before we move them off-site.

What's their condition?
Seen worse.

There's no papers, no passports
and no English, so good luck.

What are they?
Some kind of sweatshop fodder?

That's one way of putting it.

These blokes just pop in
for a quickie in their breaks.

This is the one I'm worried about.

Don't know what's going on.
Can't get near her.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Hi. My name's Mike.
(WHIMPERS)

Might be a good idea
if you make the first move, yeah?

Yeah.

Hi. I'm Jo. I'm a paramedic.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)
I'm a 'medic'.

(WHIMPERS)

Look, they're scared enough
as it is. Could you...?

We're not police.

We're medical people. We're doctors.

We're here to help you.
We're not here to hurt you.

Does anyone here speak English?

Because if anyone can,
it would really help us to help you.

I speak English.

What's your name?

Mary.

Mary? Thank you so much.

At least you've shown
you're not a total liability anymore.

But just the same, ask questions.

It's better to sound like a dill
than look like one.

What was that about?

(LAUGHS) Nothing.

This is Kyra. Resolved brain injury
nearly a year ago after an MVA.

I found her slumped in the bathroom.

Suspected drug overdose
from antidepressants.

Her BP is 100/80
and respiratory depressed.

I didn't know.
I had no idea she'd do this.

I'm Dr West.
Paul. I'm her husband.

Don't worry.
We're gonna take good care of her.

Well, go on. Make yourself useful.

Kyra? Kyra,
do you know where you are?

(MUMBLES INCOHERENTLY)
Kyra, do you know what day it is?

(MUMBLES INCOHERENTLY)

Morning.
Hey.

Alright, on my count.
One, two, three.

Ever since the car accident,
you know, she's been getting worse.

They said she'd get better.
She's not.

How long ago was the accident?
Nearly a year ago.

Doctors said wait and see. It's not
them watching her week after week.

And in what way is it getting worse?

Um, most of the time, she's normal,

and then out of the blue,
she says something completely wrong.

Wrong how?
I dunno.

Just different to how it really is.
Pulse 86.

Do you know how many
of these she's taken?

Er, whatever was left, I guess.
Um, I dunno. Maybe 10. 15.

She was depressed and I...I...

I-I'm sorry. I don't know.
It's OK.

As close as you can, can you tell me
how long ago she took them?

Um... (CLEARS THROAT)
Maybe an hour ago.

An hour ago? Good.

Just sit down for me.
(WHIMPERS)

It's alright. It's alright. It's OK.

Can you tell her that
he's not gonna hurt her?

(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Just try and sit up for me.
Let me have a look here.

Yeah. Well,
there's some serious bruising.

Got any idea how it happened?

Yesterday she was beaten very hard.

Just gonna feel your tummy.

(CRIES OUT IN PAIN)
Yeah.

Abdomen's distended and rigid.
Internal bleeding?

Probably.

Gonna have to get her into the E.D.
Can you get it organised?

Sure.
Mmm.

You want to take her to hospital?
Yes, I do.

You sure you can't treat her here?
For a probable ruptured spleen? No.

I have to get authority.

Listen, you brought us here
to do a job.

That girl has injuries
that could prove fatal.

She's going to hospital now.

Alright. Fine.
I'll organise an escort.

Why'd they beat her?
Was there a reason?

Mimi is new.

She didn't understand she has to do
everything the men ask.

Now she understands.

Her injuries are serious.

Have to take her to hospital.
You explain that to her?

(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
It's charming, isn't it?

(SPEAKS QUIETLY)

Do you want me to go with her?

No, I think
we're gonna need you here.

Sure.

Steve, what have you got?

Some bruising.

Basically, they're OK.

Malnourished and dehydrated.

The men who do things like this...
Yeah.

They're the ones
that should be locked up,

kicked out of the bloody country.

(WOMAN WHIMPERS)

Low respirations, high temp.
Where shall we start?

Head CT, given the brain injury.

What's more important -
that or the suspected overdose?

Right. Bloods.

Including a tox screen
as a matter of urgency.

Did you get that? Tox screen?
Yep.

In the meantime, chlorpromazine,
12.5 milligrams IV.

Before we get Pathology?
Isn't that jumping the gun?

It's an educated guess. I'd rather
act sooner rather than later.

Fair enough.

I'll do the bloods.
I need the practice.

Oh, you're an angel.
So I've been told.

She stopped seeing the doctors.
She said there was no point.

Maybe I should've made her go. I...

She's here now.
We're gonna find out what's going on.

Alright?

Do you wanna go
and get yourself a coffee?

No, no. Can I stay here?
Is that alright?

Of course.
I can't...I can't leave her now.

Not after...

I just can't.

BREE: This is Mimi, age unknown.

Suspected internal bleeding and
bruising as a result of a beating.

Hey, Mimi. I'm Charlotte.

She doesn't speak English.
OK. Let's get her in.

She's hypotensive and tachycardic.

Alright, get the FAST machine
and set it up.

Any more coming in?
Probably.

It's hard to believe any girl could
get out of that place unscathed.

What have we got?
Diffuse abdominal pain.

Probably blood-induced
peritoneal irritation

caused by external trauma.

And Mimi doesn't speak any English.
That helps.

(CRIES)

Let's get set up
for a transfer, please.

Is everyone set? On three.
One, two, three.

(CRIES OUT)

Mimi, I'm gonna have a look at...
(GROANS)

Alright, let's give her some air
and try and find an interpreter.

Mm-hm.

See if you can find Von
while you're at it.

Mimi, it's alright.

It's OK. Shh!
(WHIMPERS)

Everything slow and calm, OK?

Got it.

On your arm, alright? It won't hurt.

It's alright. It's OK.
Just wanna feel under here.

We're ready for the next woman.

Are any of then OK to be cleared?
Not yet.

It would help
if we could hurry things along.

They've gotta be transported
to detention and then processed.

Processed? Like salami, you mean?
Settle down, mate.

It's gotta be done.

They're not criminals.
They deserve a little dignity.

Spare me the lecture. I know that
and, for what it's worth, I agree.

But I don't make the rules.
No. You just lock people up.

What do you want me to do,
turf 'em out on the street

with no money, no English,
and no idea where to go next?

There's gotta be
a better way than this.

When you find it, let me know.

Hey, Steve.

Just a thought - don't you think
it'd be negligent of us

not to take them all to the E.D.,
have them checked for STDs?

How long could we keep them for?

I dunno.

We could give them a good
square meal, thorough check-over,

maybe even some counselling.

I doubt they get that in detention.

Negligence. Wouldn't want
that hanging over my head.

So how's she going?

Well, the FAST confirmed
an abdo bleed.

Could be a rupture of
the inferior mesenteric artery

but we won't know for sure
until the laparotomy is done.

How does someone do that to her? What
does she weigh? 50 kilos? Mongrels.

Yeah. Probably just as well
the place was raided.

A bleed like that
without medical attention...

Mind you, if she died, she's
a nobody, so who'd give a rat's?

Are they Mimi's bloods?
Yeah.

I'll take them to Pathology.
Thanks.

Are you prepping her?
Trying to. She's pretty distressed.

That's understandable.

Charlotte really needs
that interpreter

to explain what's happening.

Yeah, well, that's going to be
hours away, if we're lucky.

She hasn't got bloody hours.
Try the ancillary staff.

Surely there's someone in the joint
that can speak her language.

Yes, I'm onto that.
God strike me!

Half of Admin went off on
some ball-painting junket yesterday

but they won't pay for
a decent interpreter pool.

Er, that's 'paint-balling'.

Probably followed it up
with a group hug.

Is that the pathology report
on our overdose?

Confirms SSRIs.

So you were right about
going with the chlorpromazine.

What do we do next?
Er, continue with the medication.

IV?
No. Orally.

Five, six hourly.

Six. And we'll need a psych consult.

It's mandatory
with suicide attempts.

Right. So we start the oral now?
Yeah.

Psst, psst, psst, psst!

He's going good, isn't he?
Yeah.

Give him as much work as you can.
Let's see what he's capable of.

This intern thing
may work after all.

(COUGHS)

And how long has Kim had this cough?
A little while.

More than a week?
Yes. I think so.

OK, Kim, I just need to
have a listen here. Kim!

Any chance
of some privacy around here?

Mike! The cubicles.

Mary, can you explain to Kim

that I'm gonna examine her
in there in private, please?

Kim? (SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

OK. Thank you. Come on.

There. Just down there.

Alright, now, Kim,

I just need to listen
through here to here on you, right?

That's it.
(WHIMPERS)

Come on, Kim. Come on, come on.

Just looking, alright?
Mary!

Hey, hey, it's alright. Just...

You leave her alone!
Mary, no!

She's my sister! If you touch her,
I will kill you! I will kill you!

She was so smart. Funny and smart.

She was a history teacher.

On sick leave now,
but I swear this is not her.

It's not.

(SIGHS)

Kyra? I'm Dr West.

Do you know where you are?

What have you done?

Why am I...

Oh!

No, no drugs. Please don't drug me!
No, not again!

Nobody drugged you.
Kyra, don't do that.

You need to stay still.
No! I don't want it!

Kyra, listen to me -

the only drugs we've given you
are to reverse your overdose.

You took too many antidepressants.
Do you remember?

(QUIETLY) Yeah, I remember.

I remember.

I had no other way.

Ever since the accident,
it's been getting worse.

No more drugs!

Please?!

Please, I don't want drugs.

Kyra, just calm down.

Just a few more minutes, Mary.
She knows you're here.

Hey, are these cuffs
really necessary?

She was just
trying to protect her sister.

She's a risk.

MARY: It's my fault she's here.

What do you mean?

They said we could earn good money

looking after the children
for rich people.

We have to write letters home,
all of us...

..tell our parents
what a good job we have.

And my parents...they believe me.

They sent Kim to join me.

You can't blame yourself for that.

She's just a child! (SOBS)

Certainly looks like TB. I'm gonna
have to take her in an ambulance.

OK. Can Mary travel with her?

No. She stays under our watch
from now on.

I don't want to leave Kim.
It's OK.

It's OK. You'll see your sister
at the hospital.

No. She's coming with us.

No, no, she's going to hospital too.

She looks alright to me.
They're all going in.

Is that your professional opinion
too, Dr Taylor?

Oh, absolutely.

Right. But she travels with us,
not in the ambulance.

Kim! (SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

How is she?
Stabilising.

BP is 110/60
and her pulse is regular.

These scans were done
after the accident.

There should've been follow-up ones
done but she was noncompliant.

Yeah, look,
she's loaded up on drugs.

It's no wonder
she's not making any sense.

You might know more about
neuropsychiatric syndromes than I do,

but, just in case,
can you organise a head CT?

No worries.
Good.

How's it going?

Good. Just organising some scans
for Mrs Lennox.

Good. Good.

(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE) Mary?!

Shhh!
Mary?

Shhh!
Mary! (SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

It's alright, Mimi.
BP is 90/50.

Pulse is 85.

OK, push more fluids through.
Gelofusine. And we'll need blood.

Mimi, you don't need to be scared.

She keeps mentioning the name
'Mary'. Do you think she's praying?

Maybe. I dunno.
Start prepping her for surgery.

Sedate her?

Yes.

She won't understand
what's happening.

It'll freak her out even more.

It's either that or she bleeds
until she's unconscious.

Alright, alright, give me
five minutes. I'll try again.

Any wait is a risk, Von.
Understood.

Wouldn't it be good
if she knew what was going on?

Keeping her alive
is the first priority.

Of course it is but doesn't
she deserve to have some information

and know that she's got
a choice to make?

Alright. You've got maybe 10 minutes
before I need to sedate her.

Thank you.

It's alright, Mimi.

It's alright. We're doing
everything we can for you.

We're taking you to Radiology now,
Kyra. You understand?

Isn't that dangerous?
Not in the least. It's just a scan.

We need to get a good look at
what's happening inside your head.

But the radiation. At Maralinga they
told us we had to turn our backs.

Kyra, you weren't at Maralinga.
You know that.

Yes, I was.

Why would you say that?
No. You're confused.

You weren't there! I was.

How could you have been?
It was in the 1950s.

Stop it!

Why are you doing that?

It's OK.
It's not important right now.

You're here in hospital
and we need to get these scans done.

And they're safe. There's nothing
to be worried about at all.

Fine.

Do whatever you have to.

Could've at least
gotten them some blankets.

Well, if there had been
any blankets, I would've.

Come on, girls. You're safe now.
Come on through.

In here, please, ladies. This way.

Those can come off for a start.
Once we're inside, I will.

Why has she got them on?
None of the others have.

None of the other women tried
to attack one of the doctors.

Once they're inside, they're mine.
There are other patients in there.

I'd appreciate it if don't scare 'em.
I'll do my best.

Hope the bastard who owns this joint
is having the book thrown at him.

He will if we catch him.

Mike's bringing in the last girl
now. He's worried she might have TB.

We'll have to screen
everyone they come in contact with.

If it is TB.

Don't know what else
they could be carriers for.

A few from Cambodia,
a few from Burma.

They could've contracted something
here or brought it in with them.

Let's get masks on them
until we get test results back.

This way, ladies.

Oh, please tell me
one of them has some English.

Just this one here. Mary.
Mary?

Ta.

Hello, Mary. My name is Von.

You speak English?
Yes.

Right, do you remember Mimi,
the first girl who was brought in?

Yes.

I would like you to come with me
and talk with her.

Can you do that?
Yes.

Good.

KEN: Hang on. You can't just
take her away.

I can do what I bloody like.

I'm gonna travel with her
in the ambulance.

You gonna be alright with the gear?
Yeah. Sure.

Hey, what happens to
the guy who ran this place?

You think you'll catch him?
MAN: Not according to the Feds.

He won't turn up here again.

He'll just lay low for a while
and start up somewhere else.

But with all the girls gone, that...
There's plenty more.

With the smuggling rings telling them
there's a whole new world out there,

all for the price
of a pay-later bond...

You'd be mad not to take it.

What about
when they pay their bonds back?

They don't. They can't.

No-one ever tells them
about the interest rate.

Hmm.

(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

I told her. She understands now.

Thanks, Mary.

And she knows
she's going to have an anaesthetic?

Yes, but she's never had
an operation before. She's scared.

It's still not really legal consent.

I'm not letting her die over a
technicality. Start moving her now.

Kim, my sister, she's not here yet.

I'm afraid they've
taken her somewhere else.

I don't know how to find her.
It's alright.

They're bringing her in.
Here?

Yes. And as soon as she arrives,
I'll take you to her.

But I think we need to find you
something a bit warmer. Come on.

You have to run!

You have to run! He's a murderer!
Pol Pot is a murderer!

You have to run!
Kyra, stop it!

You have to warn them,
make them understand.

Please listen to me!

He's lying. He said he'd protect me.
My whole family was wiped out!

And then we had that accident
because I was being chased

and he tried to kill me!

Please!
Kyra? Kyra, you're in hospital.

Have to leave now,
all of us, before it's too late!

The Khmer Rouge are coming!
Kyra, this is not Cambodia.

Stop! Stop!

You saw it too.
Why would you try to cover it up?

Why would you try to cover it up?!

I'm gonna go and get Bart.
Good idea. I'll stay here.

I saw it with my own eyes! I saw it!
Are you OK?

When I found her this morning,

I didn't call Emergency
straightaway.

I almost didn't call at all.

She doesn't wanna live like that.

She shouldn't have to.

I should've let her go.

This is Kim, suspected TB.
Frank's been alerted.

Yeah, Frank told me.

I'll organise a chest X-ray,
bloods and a sputum sample.

Mary, we need to do
some tests on Kim.

We're gonna ask her to cough hard
into a jar for us.

Can you explain that to her?
Kim... (SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

Is there any way
I can contact family

to let them know you're alright?

No.

And the other girls - would they
want me to contact someone?

Doesn't matter.

Nobody wants to tell
their family the truth.

Not now.
(KIM COUGHS)

Can you ask her to cough?

(COUGHS)

(COUGHS)

Again?

Well, her lungs seem OK.
Is there lunch coming for them?

Yep. Already organised.

Mmm.

So how long till you're through?

Gee, that's hard to say because
we're still waiting on Pathology

and then there'll be
some chest X-rays

and, of course,
the Radiology reports to come

and they all need to be
logged by Admin, so...

The cafeteria's very good. Why don't
you kill a couple of hours there?

Come on. You know they get
a medical in detention.

Yes, but not as thorough.

So, OK. You do your tests.
Detention does their tests.

Then they get sent back home.

They get picked up by the same
people-smugglers and back they come.

What do you think you're achieving?
They're here now, aren't they?

So I have to treat them
like any other patient.

So, are we still on for tonight?

Unless I get a better offer.
Impossible.

I'll let you know
if I change my mind.

BART: Hey.
Hey.

You and Bree.

I took her out
a couple of nights ago.

And I discovered something new.

Paramedics are just as much fun
as nurses, if not more.

Right. Thought you might want
to have a look at Kyra's head CT.

Well, that is the old fracture
from the MVA, still visible.

There's no evidence of bleeding.

Not that it'd necessarily
show up anyway.

There's nothing here
that explains her condition.

Not that she or her husband
wanna hear.

I just wanna tell them
what's going on.

She could've died in that accident.

Or been left a vegie.
That'd be worse.

Try living with someone
with no grasp on reality.

It's a rich fantasy life. She's not
dangerous, she's not hurting anybody.

She attempted suicide this morning.

You are capable of empathy,
aren't you?

Hey.
Hi.

So, are you seeing Elliott?

Yep.
How's it going?

It's early days.
We've only been on one proper date.

But he's cute, don't you think?
He's nice-looking, I guess.

And he's funny.

He seems to have his act together.

I don't think
there's any major baggage.

Just don't you think you should
take it a bit slower?

Why are you sounding like my mum?

I just don't want you to get hurt.

And do you think I will?
No.

Well, yeah, maybe.

Why?

You should know, the day he started
here, he hit on me too.

Wow. Thanks, Amy.
Way to make a girl feel special.

Maybe I shouldn't have said anything.
You couldn't resist.

Wouldn't you rather I told you?
What?

That you were his first choice?

No! It's not about that.

He asked you out. Big deal.

Sure he's asked out
plenty of girls in his life.

I'm not THAT insecure that
I need to believe I was his first.

Hey, I know that.

Coming out here to tell me this

is either patronising
or just plain bitchy,

and, frankly,
I can do without either.

Bree...
Nuh, I gotta go.

No, Kyra.
No, I can't stay. It's not safe.

He followed me here!
Nobody followed you, Kyra.

Kyra? Kyra, settle down.
I'll handle it.

Come on. Come on,
we'll look after you.

He's not from the orphanage.

He wants to take my eyes,
like he did to that little boy.

Kyra, that was just
in a movie. Come on.

I have to warn those women.
He's not looking after us.

He's just doing it to make us beg.

Haloperidol, 2 milligrams. Claire?

Remember? We watched 'Slumdog
Millionaire' two nights ago.

Just you and me at home together.

Just in a movie.

Go away.

I don't want to be married
to you anymore.

Yeah. Yeah, the feeling's mutual.

Can you manage?
Sure.

He wants to take my eyes.

She's being medicated.
She'll calm down soon.

I'm not helping being here.

Why does she say those things?
They're nonsense.

It's complete nonsense.

Is it always related to television
shows or things she's read about?

Yeah. Most of the time.

It's like she thinks
she was actually there.

Well, that's interesting.

Is that how it happens?
When people go mad?

'Mad's not a diagnosis.

Those responses she's getting
from movies, things she's read,

they're indicative of some
underlying damage from the accident.

But she was checked. She was sent
home and she was fine for months.

Yeah, but she refused
the follow-up care that she needed.

Can you tell me what's going on?

That hairline fracture
from the accident -

it may have caused damage
above the basal forebrain,

which is here,

and, in turn, damaged her memory.

Yeah, but she knows who she is.
She knows who I am.

Yeah, but she's having trouble
differentiating between real memories

and things that she's learnt
second-hand.

Yeah, yeah. That's it.
I mean, that's exactly it.

Can you fix it?

Well, the first step is a diagnosis.

We'll work from there.
OK.

Anything. I just want her back.

Yeah.

That place - even after a few hours,
it made me feel grubby.

Imagine being forced to live there.
It's all pretty sordid.

You know, I can't believe
that there are men out there

who think that it's OK
to treat women that way.

Then, in the end, it's not even them
that get carted away like criminals.

It's the girls.

Sorry. Had to go blah to someone.

I'm here.
Mmm.

Look, I can handle this one.

Why don't you see how
they're getting on?

Yeah, I think I will. Thank you.

And you see here and here...
(COUGHS)

..that shows us where
the tuberculosis is present.

You can do something?
Yes, we can.

She'll recover but not instantly.

She'll need to be on
quite a long course of antibiotics.

Hey. How's your sister?

Kim has TB.

It's alright. They can treat it.

She'll be fine.

What about you?
You been given the all clear?

I'm fine. Kim is being looked after.
That's the main thing.

You also need to be screened. Maybe
we should get you into a cubicle.

Really, I'm OK. I'll just find
somewhere to wait.

TB's highly infectious, so whether
it's here or in detention,

you'll still need to be checked.

Why not let us do it for you?

(COUGHS)
I have no choice.

Well, we're trying to help you.

Won't you let us?

BP's up. 140/95.

It's quite high.

Temp is 37.9.

Mary, do you mind sitting up so I can
have a listen to your chest, please?

Just breathe normally for me.

You've been feeling sick?

No.

You've got a mild fever
and high blood pressure

so maybe your body's trying to
fight off some kind of infection.

You think I have TB as well?
Well, it's a bit too soon to say.

Thanks, Mary. Just lie back
and I'll feel your tummy.

The thing about tuberculosis

is that it can take months
for the symptoms to show.

Do you know,
have you been immunised?

No.

Mary, have you given birth recently?

Yes.

How long ago?

One week.

Hey. It's alright.

Whatever happened, it's alright.

She was born early, much too early.

She wasn't alive.

(CRIES)

One of the other women
took her away.

I don't know where. I didn't ask.

And you've had no follow-up care?

(CRIES) I'm glad the baby's gone.

I haven't protected my sister.
How could I protect my daughter?

That policeman, he's still here.

But he doesn't know that I know
so you mustn't tell him.

That policeman's just doing his job.
They're often here at the hospital.

You know that's where you are?
Yeah.

You're a doctor.
You know why you're here?

Because I was drugged.

You took the drugs, Kyra.

I had to.

The doctors think it best
if you stay in hospital for a while.

OK?

You can't lock me up.

I haven't done anything wrong.

It's that policeman
who should be locked up.

It's not about being locked up.
It's about getting help.

I want to go home.

Kyra, that policeman...

I heard him talking.
They've surrounded your home.

They have?

You should lay low here for a while.

And they wouldn't know
that I was here.

We wouldn't say a word.

You can trust us.
We're on your side.

Yeah, OK.

It's a good idea.

Yeah.

So let's work together, OK?

Yeah.

I can trust you.

I can't pay for this. For me or Kim.
I don't have any money.

Mary, don't worry.
It's all taken care of.

The only thing I have
worth anything...

My necklace. My gold necklace
my mother gave me!

It's the only thing I have from her.

(SIGHS) I must have lost it
this morning.

Mary, I will find it for you. OK?
Don't worry. I'll sort it out.

I'll feel better if I look for it.

At least it's something
I can do for her.

STEVE: (OVER RADIO)
Want me to come with you?

No, it won't take long. Half an hour,
tops. I'll call you when I'm back.

Drive carefully.
Yeah, right.

So this doctor you're sending
her to - is he any good?

Yeah, he's a neurology specialist.
He's thorough.

So that'll give you a couple of
hours break. You probably need it.

And is any of this gonna do any good?

To be honest, this is new territory
for me. Dr West knows more.

I think she's got a condition
called 'confabulation'.

Apart from the medication,
she'll be given strategies

to work out when her memories
are real and when they're not.

Well, at least that'll be something.

And it's possible,
even after all this time,

that the situation
may resolve itself.

Well, I'm just glad
we're getting some help

and, fingers crossed,
maybe some answers.

Thanks.
You're welcome.

Come through to triage. There's
a couple of things you need to sign.

Ah. Alright. Give me a report.

How'd he go today?

Uh, actually he...he went well.

'Actually'?

No, he was good.

I mean, he was intuitive.
He asked questions when he needed to.

He responded well
to the patients' needs.

So...

Oh, Frank, I've gotta...
Just excuse me.

Amy!

What's up?

What's going on? You and Elliott?

What do you mean?

Amy...

(SCOFFS) I'm not the biggest fan
of the guy, that's all.

It shouldn't surprise you.

Well, before today, you couldn't
say a bad word about him.

So, what's happened?
It's no big deal.

You really want to know.

Yep.
OK.

The day that I was telling you
not to be so hard on him,

well, later, he tried to kiss me.

And the very same day,
he asked Bree out.

I tried to warn her
and now she hates me.

He tried to kiss you?
Poor Bree.

I don't want her getting hurt.

Hey, Bart. Stop.
You'll make it worse.

Who does he think he is?
Will you listen?

I don't know what to do about Bree.

Bree's smart. She'll work it out.
I hope so.

Hey. Stop!

It was no big deal.

Really.

Well, I hope you slapped him.

No way.

I put my arms around his shoulders

and I gave him a big tonguey.

And we shagged in the drug room.
Drug room.

Stop worrying.

You know I'm yours.

(DOOR OPENS)

(CLEARS THROAT) Er...

(LAUGHS)

Hey, Steve. Is Jo around?

She's gone back out to the brothel.
One of the girls lost a necklace.

So she's gone to help look for it.
Right.

Thanks for covering for me
the other day.

No problem, mate.

Heard you did a pretty good job.
Maybe I should watch my back.

I think I'll
stick with the E.D., mate.

Jo wanted me to let her know when
one of the women was out of theatre.

OK. Mary, right?

Yeah. Did she say how long she'd be?
About half an hour.

Which was over an hour ago.

Let me finish this
and I'll give her a call.

(CLANGING)

Who the hell are you?

The next time I ask you a question,
you answer it.

STEVE: (OVER RADIO)
Radio four to Jo. You copy?

Jo, you there?

Jo! You there?

So...

..think you're good enough
to earn this much?

Your body's not bad.

You'll still have to learn
to perform.

Touch me, you're gone.

Yeah?
Hey!

Help me!

(SCREAMS) Help me!

(SCREAMS) Help me!

Shut up!
Help me!

Get away from her!

Let me go.
Not a chance, mate.

(WHIMPERS)
Are you OK?

Come on, Jo. Take it easy.
I'm trying to untie you, alright?

(GRUNTS)
It's over.

Let me have a look at you.
I'm fine.

Jo, are you sure you're OK?

I am now.

Yeah, I need the police, thanks.

(SOBS) Please. Please! Please...

You'll be alright.

Please!

Please!
I'm sorry.

No! Please!

Come on. Come on.

(SOBS)
It doesn't help.

In you get.

(SOBS)
(VAN DOOR SHUTS)

She'll be right once we get going.

Well...thanks for your help.

(ENGINE STARTS)

All that. For what?

I suppose you're gonna tell everyone
that you had to rescue me.

Stop worrying. It's between us.

You need to get an X-ray.
No, I'm fine.

You're not.

What happened?
We had to rescue her.

I went back to the brothel
to get something for Mary

and ran into the guy
who runs the place

and these guys came and...

OK, you had to rescue me.

Thank you.

Hey. Er, you've got a nasty bruise.

Yeah, I copped a whack.

I hope he rots in jail.
I'm with you on that one.

Mike, can you tell her
she needs an X-ray?

X-ray.

I told you, I'm fine.
Yeah, right.

And how about just for once

in your short
but constantly argumentative life

you just do
what the hell you're told, hmm?

And be honest.

Are you really OK?

Yeah.

I'm really OK.

(MACHINE BEEPS STEADILY)

I know it doesn't change much but...

..at least it's something.

I wish I could do more.