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You're in my way.

Previously on Bodies.

Every doctor makes mistakes.

Shit.

Everybody in this hospital knows

that Roger makes mistakes again and again and again.

You're asking us to blow the whistle.

- Yeah.

- No.

I won't blow the whistle.

Oh,

oh God.

It's not beating.

You have sex with me

so you can come to St. Lucia, hm?

Of course I did.

You dozy bint.

You'd have to tell them about us,

do you want to? - Yes.

I'll leave him.

There were lots of mistakes,

it's my fault she's a cabbage.

When you messed up the crike on Misses Strawberry,

I covered for you then.

I won't anymore.

Why do you want to transfer to a new hospital?

I feel you should know the real reason

that this hospital has let him go.

Uh, what the hell is this?

I thought change might be nice.

All right then.

Let's take a vote on it shall we?

The patient's aren't done ready.

Oh bollocks to the patients,

let's sort out the music first.

Jesus Christ that's a perspective Polly.

Now then, who wants to listen to this

instead of my usual.

What does it say on the theater list,

right at the top.

Polly.

Consultant, Mr. Whitman.

Consultant, Mr. Whitman, correct.

So you lot can fuck right off.

- What's the name? - Angela,

Angela Strawberry. - Angela,

the NT surgeon's gonna be here very soon.

In the meantime, you've got to let the nebuilser

help you breathe.

Rob.

Rob.

She's gonna need a surgical crike

and get back onto ENT.

Aircom Mr. Hurley.

She needs it now Rob.

This isn't a fucking section Donna,

I've never even seen a crike.

You're the closest thing to a surgeon

we've got right now.

- Still got an output. - Just do it.

Hold her rock fucking steady.

- Trying. - Well try fucking harder.

Shit,

ah.

Ah.

Ah fuck.

No she's bleeding into her trachea.

I don't know what I'm doing,

I don't know what I'm doing anymore.

Rob, that's enough.

I just had to do a crike and I botched it.

You made an isolated, uncharacteristic error

and if you hadn't had acted, that woman would have died.

She did die.

Rob,

I consider this a tragic accident

and accidents where no one's to blame.

You're not to blame.

Rob,

this is Misses Strawberry's son and daughter.

Could anything more have been done to save her?

No.

Nothing more could have been done.

It's Rob Lake.

The registered is here for your Nicola.

Sorry Rob.

This is Nicola Quinn, 31-year-old V-back.

When was this assigned?

Two years ago for fetal distress.

Epidural is in.

She's full dilated,

laboring nicely but she's been having

a tiny bit of PV bleeding.

Okay.

I can understand you being a little anxious

but a little vaginal bleeding really isn't anything unusual.

Any pain?

CCG okay?

No pain, CCG has been fine.

I'm gonna do an internal examination Nicola

if that's okay. - Okay.

All right.

There is blood, but there's only a little bit.

Everything else seems to be fine.

Really no cause for alarm.

I'm gonna stick around for the next couple of contractions,

see how this CCG behaves, okay?

- Thanks Rob. - All right.

Good luck.

- What's happening? - Help me,

please help me. - What's wrong?

- CCG. - Fetal distress.

Can you feel what I can feel,

prep for here for now.

Nicola I feel two lumps in your abdomen.

One is your baby, the other is the uterus.

Your womb is ruptured along the old Caesarean section

I'm gonna have to do a new Cesarean,

you're gonna require a general anesthetic.

Now if the womb is badly ruptured,

I may have to perform a hystorectamy.

No.

We need to do a section now to save you and your baby.

No no hystorectamy.

I'll try and repair the womb but I've got to caution you,

if it's ruptured or badly hemorraging,

then I'm gonna have to perform a hystorectamy

to save your life.

No no no, no hystorectamy.

I need your consent,

I need to get her to the ER now,

I need your consent.

Michael don't let him, please don't let him,

you know what it means to me, please don't let him.

Look, I know your last child was stillborn,

I know how much having a family means to you

but a recognized risk of uterine rupture

is having to perform a hystorectamy.

If you're bleeding to death and I can't stop it,

I'm gonna have to tape your wound,

it's as simple as that.

I need your consent, if you don't give it to me,

I can't operate.

Your baby will die, you will die.

Thank you.

Doynes.

Okay.

All right,

let's double-clamp for the cord pH please.

Clamp.

Scissors.

All yours.

Prepare to get placenta?

Clamp, okay.

Start the incision please.

40 units and 500 mLs at the four ounce.

Come on.

It's a large dehiscence,

and a lot of bleeding.

Green-Armitage.

- Another please. - Incubation.

More suction.

More suction.

I'm trying but there's so much blood.

Well try fucking harder.

Green-Armitage.

Keep going.

Oh, gonna have to stop the bleeding.

Shit.

I know you don't need to hear this Robert,

her heartbeat is dropping, SAT's are going off.

Four we need to crossmatch please if you can.

Doing well,

more suction.

Shit.

Gotta stop this bleeding.

Call in Mr. Hurley for me please.

Hazel,

Rob are you sure?

Call him in now.

Think he'll need cord pH please sister.

Have you seen the memo?

What are you talking about?

There's a memo from OMG admin,

all blood tests have to be agreed by the consultant.

It's to save money on the necessary tests.

Get me a cord pH now.

Clear it with Roger when he comes in.

I need it Tom, botched well up, shit.

How's the baby?

Cord value 6.9 but she's pinked up on oxygen.

Transfer her into SCBU.

She's a total bloody mess.

Tom how is she doing?

Not good.

She's bleeding out, why aren't you doing histo?

I was trying to avoid it.

Stop pissing about, let's take out the uterus,

Spencer Wells please.

We're taking the uterus.

Abdo tray please.

Still bleeding.

This is starting to look like cherry aid.

Fuck sakes that's all we fucking need.

- Tom. - Yeah I'm on it.

Call the blood bank please

we need four units of FFP as quickly as possible.

We won't get it without a named consultant saying so.

It's in the memo.

No blood products unless agreed by the consultant.

Fuck sakes.

Well on my authority four units of FFP

straight away please.

Hemetology confirmed,

her FTP's are up.

The IC it is.

Death is coming.

- We'll see. - Just kidding.

Sure.

Fuck off Tom.

Rob.

Hey just chill out man, I was just kidding all right?

Jesus it's everywhere.

We're never gonna stop this bleeding.

BP's are up, so that's not bad.

Okay we're gonna have to pack and close her for the night.

Okay, I'll talk to ITU.

Hot saline please.

We'll get a dose of rectus sheath as normal boss.

Yes I know Rob, I know what I'm doing.

I'm only asking because...

Close the rectus and skin as normal.

And cover her with the dressing.

It's stable but we can't control the bleeding.

Yeah they wanna pack and close her for 24 hours.

Good thanks.

They can take her.

Thank you, hot packs please,

let's get them in.

How long you got left? - Two weeks.

Let's try and get through it, shall we?

Mister Quinn, I'm Roger Hurley, the consultant.

I'm afraid in order to save your wife

we had to perform a hysterectomy.

Unfortunately your wife

has developed very serious condition,

disseminated intravascular coagulation

DIC, which meant that we couldn't control the bleeding.

We've packed her abdomen with absorbent pads

to soak up the blood,

and we're relying on her natural clotting

to stop the bleeding.

If all goes well,

we'll take her back to theatre tomorrow,

and remove the packs.

We tried everything we could.

We couldn't save the womb.

Your baby's on the Special Care Baby Unit.

I could take you up to see her, if you want.

They're putting a line into the umbilical artery.

This allows them to monitor the baby's condition through

pulse, blood pressure measurements and so on.

How is she?

I'm afraid the chances are your baby

has what we call H.I.E.,

hypoxic ischaemic encephalopathy.

Brain damage.

due to the lack of oxygen

from when the womb ruptured to when we delivered her.

I'm very sorry.

Most babies do suffer long-term problems, many don't.

20-30%.

Did you have a name for her?

Hope.

I'm just going to take your temperature now.

36.5

I'll leave you to rest.

Just buzz if you need anything.

Roger, I don't know if you've already been informed

but Doctor Orton's on the unit.

She's back at work?

She had a miscarriage.

She was pregnant?

15 weeks.

I never knew.

I'd ask someone else but you're the consultant on call.

Of course Hazel, I'll see her.

Maria,

Maria.

Maria, I'm very sorry for your loss...

No no.

I also completely understand

your animosity towards me

but please be assured I will give you

the highest standard of care.

Like you did all those other women?

The ones who you crackled or mutilated?

And you,

what have you done to stop him?

Maria, your baby has died

but the fetus hasn't been expelled naturally.

You understand we have to induce labor.

Not,

him.

What time is it?

I don't know, three, four?

- Shit. - What?

Why didn't you wake me?

Because I didn't think I had to anymore.

Shit.

I didn't think I had to.

Well you do.

Shit.

I got a lovely little something nice

in the post this morning, Polly.

And what would that be, Tommy?

What that would be is two return tickets

to St. Lucia.

Arriving at five o'clock local time,

so, perfect for a cocktail or two, dinner,

on the verandah.

If I'm presenting in the morning,

I'll probably just want to get an early night.

Nonsense.

All work and no play

makes Polly a very very dull girl.

Christ,

she's got a uterus like a badger's arse.

Tim, cappuccino?

Hi Tony.

Look, I have booked leave.

You're kidding right?

This is some kind of joke.

No Tony,

I've been granted some leave

and I've made it the week we're doing to St. Lucia.

We are not going.

Tony.

We had a nice time together didn't we?

Wouldn't it be a nice time, hmm?

In the sun?

On the beach, in the lovely hotel?

Well,

Polly did the research so I'm taking Polly.

You said to Polly she'd have to sleep with you

if she came.

No no no no, no, you see, that was optional.

I'm taking Polly because she did a lot of work

on the research project, she'll be giving a presentation,

she'll be answering questions slightly more taxing

than would you like an umbrella in that cocktail?

Doctor Gonzalez-Rivera

if you didn't want to shag me,

then you shouldn't have shagged me.

You tricked me.

You are a very bad man.

You've crossed off her Substance K.

We finished our supply.

No more's been ordered.

Why not?

Because it isn't helping.

Why aren't you on Gynae?

I'm checking on a patient.

Louise is a waste of electricity.

We cannot test her brain death again.

You can't switch her off, she'll die.

She's already dead.

That's why he's gonna switch her off.

I can't believe it.

She's going to die.

What did you expect?

This is a hospital.

Is Tony around?

He nipped out for a coffee.

Oh, he's been a while.

I was about to send out the search party.

I've been to the theaters.

You can get a coffee

in the cafe near outpatients.

Or from the cantene.

You've been to your machine, haven't you?

The one the drug company gave him.

With his little name on it.

While you were there, did you polish your plaque?

Piss off the pair of you.

Bleh.

It's cold.

I want to repeat the FSD study.

Why?

Because we deliberately skewed the data

to make it appear like an ineffectual drug

for an unimportant condition was commercially viable.

Well maybe I should take Consuela

to St. Lucia after all.

Tony, we committed research fraud

in order to please our sponsors.

It's unethical.

Well I never allow medical ethics

to stop me doing what I think is right.

Christ sakes I'm trying to be serious

and all you can do is take the piss.

It's like you're not in the least bit interested

in the quality of the research

that we're putting our names to.

It's all about when we get to the conference

whether or not you get to get your leg open.

Which you won't.

Anyone any idea why we can't order blood tests

or blood transfusions any more?

I might be able to help you, Rob.

It might well be

that they've pissed away the budget

hitting the Department of Health targets,

and now there's no dosh left to actually treat patients.

Very sorry to keep you all waiting.

Mr. Whitman is being very difficult about the targets.

Okay, thank you.

As you all know, the hospital recently underwent

its annual audit.

We were measured on our ability

to achieve the Department of Health's performance targets.

These figures have now been returned

to the Department of Health and we await their judgement.

Very soon we will know whether we are a three-star,

a two-star, a one-star, or a no-star hospital.

I cannot overstate the importance of this judgement.

Three stars shining on the sign above the hospital gates.

Three stars shimmering in every corridor

and waiting room,

that sends a message to every patient

and member of their family.

This is an excellent hospital,

you will receive first-rate treatment,

you will get better.

When the ventilator is switched off,

Louise won't be able to breathe for herself.

Her heart will continue beating for a short while,

then it'll stop too.

She's no longer in our hands,

she's in God's hands.

He'll take her

or he'll heal her.

I'm ready to switch the machine off now.

Does anyone have any objections?

Praise the Lord.

Maya, you might not think it now but

after a day or two you'll feel a great sense of relief.

Every doctor makes mistakes and

when every doctor makes a mistake

he can't let it haunt him.

He will be crippled by it.

Maria, as soon as the pethidine's starts to kick in,

we're going to start pushing okay.

Maria, if you want me to stay.

Please,

please, Ross is still flying back from the states.

I should probably go.

No I want you to stay.

I want you to stay

and see what they've done to me.

How are you feeling?

I'm ready.

Okay now push.

Keep pushing Maria.

He started asking questions.

What sort of questions?

The sort of questions a husband might ask

if his wife stays out after night.

What have you said to him?

You've not said anything have you?

I don't want it to come out like this.

Donna you've got to tell him about us.

He's asked me to give him another chance.

Is that what you wanna do?

We've been together a long time.

We have a house, we have a life,

I don't know.

Why not?

What do we have Rob?

What do we really have?

I don't have a name for it Donna.

Hi.

Hi.

They said we could bring in some things for her.

She's not woken up yet but,

I don't know,

it's silly really.

It's not silly.

You bullied Nicola into

consenting to the hysterectomy.

I was trying to do my job.

For Christ sake this bloody thing.

What does everybody think?

Do I need Botox?

Botox?

Yes Consuela, you definitely need Botox.

Hospital maintenance,

please leave a message.

Could someone call be back as soon as possible regarding

X-ray viewing box.

Today's list has been canceled.

Cut-backs, hopefully temporary.

Fortunately I've managed to get a theater

for the patient we packed overnight.

Are any of the TCI's in yet?

Just the one, Rob was consenting her.

Shall I tell her?

If you don't mind.

Sorry about all this Donna.

I didn't know whether you get the BMJ but

I've circled a couple of O and G posts for you.

Mmm,

trust junior,

not recognized for higher professional training.

Local.

Falkirk.

Yeah well, I thought,

you know, as a stop-gap.

Thanks Polly.

I'm sorry.

OK, Maya, We've reopened the rectus sheath.

Mrs Quinn's an unusual case we don't often do this.

The packs have soaked up the oozing

and given all the bleeds time to clot off naturally.

I thought I was in on the theater list?

Sorry, Rob.

It's fine.

She's gonna do well isn't she?

Very well.

Good.

Piss, urine wee all day long.

Piss, urine, wee.

Mister Lake, I hear you're going to be unemployed soon.

Perhaps there's a vacancy as a porter.

Hello Paul, any news?

The star rating?

No not yet but, fingers crossed.

Ah Roger,

this tedious problem with your registrar,

a nurse has reported him

for flinging urine over her.

What, his own?

No no, the patient's.

I thought we agreed

that we were pushing him out the door

with a glowing reference.

I withdrew it.

You've withdrawn it?

So now we've got a disaffected trainee

chucking piss all over our nurses.

Paul it's not a problem.

In a couple weeks, he'll be gone.

History.

I want us covered.

Now get someone to say that they

brought new information to your attention

and you felt that you had no option

but to redraft your references.

The gynae ward sister.

Donna Rix?

We've already got a note in her record

about alleged racism.

Now get her to sign something

and tell her that in return we'll clean her record.

Okay.

And I wouldn't piss about.

Let's just give her an ARM now.

Can I do it?

Polly why didn't you show Consuela

how to do an ARM?

Not long now hopefully

before we hear about our star rating.

As principle consultant,

it would be nice if you showed support

when I announce it.

Are you Maria Orton's midwife?

Yes.

I understand she's been referred to the psychiatrist.

Now, can I confirm with you

that the referral diagnosis

was of anxiety and depression with

associated paranoid thinking?

Sorry Hazel.

Maria isn't paranoid.

She just lost her baby.

This has got nothing to do

with her allegations against Roger Hurley.

Have it your own way Tony.

Make a little stand

and I'll just take it up with her psychiatrist.

There's a very useful four-letter word

as a gynaecologist, I'm something of an expert.

You're the biggest one I've ever come across in my life.

You really should eat something.

Hello Maria,

do you know where you are?

In a chair.

In the psychiatric unit.

And do you know why you're here?

Because I tried to stop Roger Hurley

from killing mothers and babies.

Pudenda.

Not,

pure dender.

I mean what the hell is a pure dender anyway?

Sorry.

We've received a very serious complaint

against you Mr. Whitman?

What's the complaint?

Oh there are two actually.

The husband of a patient of yours

claims that you referred to his wife's vagina

as a wizened sleeve.

Wizard's sleeve.

At least get the gag right.

It's voluminous big.

You don't deny it.

Look the bugger was listening in on the phone

without my knowing it.

Just taking the piss, I said I was sorry.

Well, probably a formal written apology

will save the hospital's blushes

but it isn't the important one.

A member of your staff has accused your

of sexual harassment.

Which one?

I'm not at liberty to say?

Polly, shit.

Anne-Marie?

The theater nurse?

That little drug rep?

Consuela, shit.

A member of staff claims that you tricked her

into providing sexual favors

in exchange for a career enhancement.

Consuela got the idea in her head

that there was a free trip to the Caribbean

if she shagged me.

I never promised her anything.

There's more.

We received this anonymously.

This is you and Dr. Gonzalez-Rivera.

No.

That's Anne-Marie, my secretary.

Mine and Roger's though I assume

she doesn't do that for Roger.

How many women are there?

I thought you were married.

Look I did not harass Consuela.

I did not harass Anne-Marie.

In fact, they both liked it.

You're in a position of power over them.

That's the abuse.

They still would have let me shag them.

They do do that sometimes women.

They let you shag them.

A complaint has been made.

It will be investigated.

You will be notified of our procedure in due course

and you may be suspended from clinical duties.

This has got nothing to do

with my ability to look after my patients.

I am a gynecologist.

This could kill my practice!

Needless to say.

Your position as principal consultant

is no longer tenable.

What the hell do you think you're playing at?

We had an understanding.

I will do a nice thing for you,

and you would do a nice thing for me.

But you didn't.

I didn't know

that was what you expected out of it!

You thought I would have sex with you, why?

Oh because I find you sexy?

Listen, you should have asked yourself,

why does this beautiful young woman

want to sleep with me?

You are not young, okay?

Your body is not firm.

You're hairy,

when I touched you, I felt how old you were.

You thought you could use me.

Because you are a man, and powerful.

Oh poor Mister Whitman.

Well the news has finally come through.

Ladies and gentlemen,

this hospital is now a three-star hospital!

Now, I was speaking to the Chief Executive

only a few minutes ago and she wanted me to tell you

how much you deserve this for all the hard work

you've put in over the year.

And she also wanted me to tell you

that these stars are not our stars.

These stars are your stars.

And, I would like to make another important announcement.

I have decided

that the position of Principal Consultant

in Obstetrics and Gynaecology shall now be

a term appointment, and that Mister Whitman

will hand over to Mister Hurley, effective immediately.

Roger.

Roger.

Tony.

I bet you can't believe your luck can you?

Don't put it like that.

If you think I'm finished you're wrong.

You are totally fucking wrong.

Give me six months, I'll have my old title back

with guns on it

because somebody somewhere

will see you for what you really are.

A useless cack-handed management poodle.

No one sees me as that Tony.

My generation of consultants

are appointed after roughly 8000 hours of training.

Yours had 30,000?

I am the future.

- Hello Roger. - Hello.

Hello Donna, how are you?

Fine thanks, Roger.

This is something delicate

and I'll be straight with you,

it doesn't come from me, it comes from management.

Do you remember a patient called Angela Strawberry?

Yeah, she had acute epiglottitis.

Rob Lake attempted a procedure

he wasn't equipped to perform,

and as a result she died.

As I said, this is

delicate, and I want to include this information

in his reference,

but I have to account for why it wasn't there before.

I've drawn up this letter,

giving your account of Mrs Strawberry's death,

bringing Rob's failings to my attention.

I'd rather not get involved.

I know.

But the management have said

that they will look very favourably upon you

for helping us out with this, very favourably indeed.

As I said Roger,

I'd rather not get involved.

I think a,

a failure to cooperate

would make your position as gynae sister very difficult.

Come on, Donna,

let's not make a song and dance out of this.

Rob Lake's going to be gone in no time.

He's just another doctor you've barely said two words to.

Just sign the letter please.

Fuck off Roger.

How are you feeling Nicola?

The operation was successful.

The tiny vessels that were bleeding have clotted off.

The womb was closed.

You cut out my womb.

It was too badly damaged to repair.

You would have bled to death.

Here she is.

She's so little to be on all those tubes.

Do they hurt her?

Hope hasn't gained consciousness yet,

so I think we can assume

that she can't feel any pain.

However, the pediatrician says that there is some good news.

Hope has started to have

basic neurological reflexes which is a sign of recovery.

Will she get better?

It's too early to say.

Can I touch her?

Of course you can.

She's beautiful.

However she is,

she'll always be beautiful.

I want him to go now.

Are you going home

or are you coming with me?

Why don't you ever choose?

Morning Maya, how you feeling?

Good Roger.

Ready?

I made a mistake,

but what you said was right.

You made me realize that I've got to move on.

Thanks Roger.

Pleasure.

- Oh for goodness sake. - Leave it to me,

I'm up to it.

I'm ready for this.

I'm supposed to be finishing here

in just over a week.

Nobody wants to stay where they're not wanted.

I'm gonna apply for another post.

I'd like you not to interfere.

Let me have a decent reference

and I won't be a problem anymore.

You blew the whistle.

You say you didn't, but you did.

You think you can just count up

how many operations a surgeon does,

how often things go wrong

and that tells you how good he is.

A patient lives or they die,

they bleed or they don't,

a wound gets infected or it doesn't,

a condition recurs or it doesn't.

You know it's not that simple

but you still pointed the finger.

You're not fit to be any consultant's registrar, Rob,

or any doctor's colleague.

Roger,

I've got nowhere else to go.

When I first met you I thought

there's someone with a soft center.

- It's Rob Lake. - Come to A&E,

straight away.

Who's call...

Bear with me.

The baby.

No, please tell me it's all right.

As soon as Mister Hurley's made this nick

in your vein we can start giving you fluids.

I can put in a central line.

I'm doing a cut down, she hasn't got any veins.

That baby, what about the baby?

Help me, ah!

Madam you have to keep still.

Can you keep still please?

I've already done that.

Who called for assistance?

But my instructions were as clear as day,

who called him in?

But do you need anything Mr. Hurley?

No I'm fine.

All right that's your own heartbeat.

- Shit. - My baby, help me.

Bloody thing.

Madam, please keep still.

Has anyone told her?

I'm very sorry

but we can't find your baby's heartbeat.

Tim get me a central line.

Roger's doing a cut down.

Keep still, please.

What do you think you're doing?

This patient needs a central line.

I'm putting one in.

Look I'm in charge here.

A central line will get more fluids into her faster.

Turn over here for me please.

I'm sorry.

I know it's sharp, I'm sorry.

You have to keep still.

All right, you're ready to connect up.

I'm almost in here

Maya, connect up.

For fucks sakes Maya.

Tim?

Maya it's okay.

Shh, you're going to be fine.

Anyone tell me why the trauma team

isn't running this please?

They called him in because of the obstetric problem.

The trauma team are busy dealing with her son.

Hurley insisted he could handle this by himself.

I mean he's O&G Principal Consultant now.

He's got to act like it.

This woman needs burns care.

She needs to be taken to ITU now.

Roger's bound to be sorting that out right now.

What's the matter with you?

What's the matter with you?

She's lost the baby, but I've managed to stabilize her.

It was the boyfriend.

He kicked the stuffing out of her and her son,

killed the baby.

Poured petrol on both of them

and then lit a match.

What can you do?

When the fuck's a doctor gonna see me?

I'm an A&E registrar.

All right if I see him now?

Thank you.

The oxygen will help you breathe.

I need to listen to your chest please.

Why the fuck for?

You have smoke inhalation.

You could have lung damage

that'll cause you chest problems for the rest of your life.

Sit up.

Breathe in.

Out.

In, out.

Again...

Out.

Why'd you do it?

Use this.

Why'd you do it?

Fuck off.

Your baby is dead.

Your girlfriend's probably gonna die.

Fuck 'em.

We're going to have get that baby out.

As soon as it dies it starts to macerate.

That means its skin peels off.

I'm gonna have to crack a hole in your baby's skull

and suck its brains out through a tube

so its head collapses so I can get it out.

Fuck 'em.

You've got a reaction to the smoke that you inhaled.

We'll have to give you an injection

to take down the inflammation.

Whatever.

Roll up your sleeve please.

Just get on with it dickhead.

The fuck is the matter with you?

Hey you dickhead what the fucking hell are you doing?

You think you're gonna be running around

saving people's lives

with the tail of your white coat

flapping around your ass like Batman's fucking cape.

You get little victories.

This is a good life.

I wouldn't choose another.

What about all the shite?

You learn to walk away.

I'm sick of walking away.

Hello, it's Mister Lake here.

I'm calling from the hospital.

I want to talk to you about your mother.

We didn't tell you the whole truth before.

We should have, but we didn't.

We,

We walked away and let you to pick up the pieces.

You're mother had acute epiglottitis

and her throat became swollen

and she was choking to death.

I decided to carry out a cricothyrotomy

even though I'd hadn't seen one done before,

let alone done one myself.

I thought I'd be able to manage it

as I thought I was the type of person that

didn't make mistakes.

I,

I made a terrible mistake.

I carried out the procedure wrongly

and it was clear to see from the start

I didn't really know what I was doing but I didn't stop.

I kept trying and trying to make things right

for your mother but

I was making things worse.

Your mother must have suffered terribly

because of what I was doing to her.

I was just trying to make things right

but things weren't working out that way.

It's my job to make people better

but your mother, your mother died.

I'm sorry she died.

I'm very sorry for my mistake.

I'm sorry you haven't got a mum any more.

I'm sorry.

Why are you telling us this now?

To be judged.

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