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I need someone in my life. I need a girl to hold me tight.

Someone to make me feel, make me feel alright.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

Won't somebody tell me what I've done wrong?

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.

Now it looks as though they're here to stay.

Oh, I believe in yesterday,

but I'm not half the one I used

to be.

There's a shadow hanging over me.

I'm sorry to call you out. We're just a bit concerned about one or two of our

men here.

Dermot, this is Dr.

Burnett. He's going to take a look at you, all right?

Oh, I might find this, Dr.

It's as if it... I'll just have me mug of soup and I'll be on my way. You don't

sound too good.

I'd better take a look at that foot.

It's not me that needs it, Doctor. No, it's George there.

Hello there.

So, what's the trouble?

His leg.

Very bad leg.

Smell this, please, sister.

Right, gentlemen, everybody out.

Come on, Dermot, Nurse McCaig, I'll look after you. Come on.

Powerful smell.

Holy mother, your man's been beaten for weeks.

You all need a good wash.

And you can clean up your language as well. It's a Sunday.

There, thanks, Frank.

Try and keep still now.

Scissors, please, Marion.

How long have you had this?

Please ask Matron to come through.

That's disgusting.

We need more disinfectant. How can people live like that?

This is George.

He has a severely infected varicose ulcer in need of urgent treatment.

Another three ulcer will require admission.

I've rung Ashfordly General. There'll be beds available tomorrow.

That's no good.

If we let them go now, they'll just disappear.

And he won't live long in his state.

Well, we simply haven't the room, have we, sister?

Well, there's a bed in Fawcett, but he can't go in with the women. What about

the private room? We use them out of the trunk, right?

Oh, that was a genuine emergency.

And Mr Carnegie does try to keep them exclusively for fee -paying patients.

I'm sure he'll accept that clinical need overrides other considerations.

Anyway, he's not in today, is he?

What are you doing to me, woman? Oh, keep still, will you? There's nothing

with me arm. Just me toe that's hurt.

You're anemic, Dermot. And you're suffering from malnutrition. We're

an infusion of vitamins and iron.

You're putting iron into me.

Sure am I out in all weathers.

Or do I just go rusty?

Oh, aren't you a real comedian?

I've put George and Mr Rose's operating list for the morning. The other two need

treating for scabies and lice.

Nurse. We'll get those clothes out of here.

Shall we try and get them laundered?

Burn them, I think, don't you?

Oi, that's me best suit.

I'll talk to the sisters, get you some second -hand stuff.

Right, we'll start by giving the two of them a good wash.

And open those windows, keep that smell at bay.

We don't want it over the whole hospital.

Mr Carnegie's not going to like this.

Well, he'll have to lump it, won't he?

Nibs has been early.

He's making my life hell at the moment.

I hope he's in a good mood.

He won't be when he sees he's having a private wedding.

Lizzie, have you heard from your father yet?

Any idea when he's going to be back from Torquay?

Give him a chance. He might have just buried me grand.

There's a lot to sort out.

I just need to know when he's going to be back to work, Lizzie. It's not like

can take an indefinite leave.

I'm not getting involved.

Between you and him, is that? Yeah.

Thank you.

Have we got a problem with our drinks?

Don't think so.

Can you smell that?

No. No?

Oh, and Dr. Omler phoned to confirm Dr. Wetherill will be starting back full

time today.

Lizzie, can't you smell that?

No. Oh.

It's better.

I'll go.

Aye, right.

Get the stinking so -and -so over here.

He's not moving till we've operated.

Ah, well, I've heard enough myself.

Did I hear mention of some new cloak? No, you don't.

You're going nowhere until the doctor's seen you again.

Nice to have you back again, Doctor.

Thank you. Should ease our burden, aren't we? Yes.

Good to see you again.

Never had to work so hard as I have since I've been here.

I'm sure you cope very well.

Right, well, I'd better get myself sorted out then.

She's looking so much better.

Yes, yes.

But losing the baby did affect her very deeply.

We must make sure that she doesn't have too heavy a caseload. She was exhausted

after she came in for that emergency.

And it might be better if you send all antenatal patients to me or Dr Burnett

for now, please, Lizzie. OK.

Thank you.

Oh, sweet.

He thinks the world of it is Dr.

Elmerod.

Could you ask Mr. Rose to pop up to the private suite when he gets here?

Need him to take a look at my emergency patient.

I want to make sure she has as few cases involving babies as possible.

We'll do what we can.

What is that awful smell?

Oh, yes, it's not very nice, is it? No, things are really flipping round here.

The sooner we have Ken Hopkirk back, the better.

Well, can I smell it?

It's the patient Dr Burnett admitted yesterday.

You'd better talk to him about it.

Report to me when you've done it, Alan.

Yeah, right.

And as soon as you can, please.

He wants me to check every manhole and drain cover.

I mean, we all know it's those tramps.

But he reckons there might be a dead rat down there. Trust me, he's a smelly

rat. Very funny.

I hope your dad gets back soon.

Get him off me back.

Right, my list, please, Lily.

Here we are, thank you.

Oh, right.

Only three?

Uh, most of these are for Dr. Romrod or Dr. Burnett.

Ah, good morning, my dear.

Delighted to see you back in full harness again.

Thank you, Mr. Rose.

Hope this burnout chap's ready. We've a long list to get through. Oh, yeah, and

Dr. Burnett would like you to have a look at an emergency in the private

before he's out.

No peace for the wicked, eh?

So, there's a full operating list, there's a full reception, and I've only

three, so...

When I was a student nurse, I was more trouble than I was worth.

Which is why it'd be ideal to keep an eye on this one.

Help bring her along.

She'll be staying in the nurse's home.

Another pair of hands could be useful.

She seems a sensible sort.

And very brainy.

Three A -levels.

She arrived from Leeds this morning.

Good God!

Gas mask would come in handy. That pipe of yours almost comes as a relief.

Oh, that's a peach, I must say.

It is better now.

No need for cutting.

I beg to differ on that, old chap.

It's even worse here. Where's the nearest train?

Is it coming from upstairs?

Just like so.

Oh, gosh.

Next, please, Lizzie.

Mrs. Woodnut.

What's the right page? Why don't we look after this new student nurse?

You never know, she might be all right.

Good morning, the Royal.

Mm -hm.

Hello, Mrs. Woodnut.

You looking well?

Er, yes, yes.

Please go through.

All right?

Gordon.

How come you rushed off your feet and I've got three patients?

It just happens sometimes. Oh, look, I hope you're not trying to protect me.

Come on, I'm not some delicate little flower. Look, I know for a fact that two

of your patients today used to come to me.

Oh, I don't realise you're tired yet. It'll settle down, we'll see.

She's on her way. Yeah, Matron's coming now.

There's something wrong with the phones today.

This dead funny sound comes on the line.

What sort of funny sound?

Like a rasping wheezy sort of noise. A bit like somebody being choked to death.

Yes.

Thank you. Just pass me the phone, please.

Oh, now I've been cut off. Second time today that's happened.

Well, who was the call from, anyway?

Oh, yeah, Lee's infirmary to do with a student nurse. Change of plans.

What? Well, they're sending a different one or something.

Shall I ring them back?

It's the new nurse.

She's here.

Oh.

Thanks, mate.

Don't worry. You can tell them back at the end of the week.

Hello, Auntie.

I'm your new nurse.

Well? I was supposed to go to Billingham Hospital, but I managed to persuade

clever Miss A -Level to take my place.

So here I am.

I'd have thought you'd have wanted to train down south.

Nail her. I loved it when I were up here.

Everyone's right friendly.

Well, that's what's normal for you, love. And some of us are more friendly

others as well.

Right.

You can get unpacked, and then you can start on bedpan duties in Milner Ward.

Chronic varicose ulcer.

Worst I've seen.

Needs a thorough debridement and a skin graft.

Sorry. I thought we'd got them all.

He's lucky to have them, or he'd be a goner.

They mop up bacteria.

Let's get him on the chopping board or he'll lose his leg.

It's all right, George.

George!

We're operating so that won't have to happen. What on earth is going on?

They needed beds.

These are the only ones available.

They're not our patients.

They're vagrants. Two of them aren't even British citizens.

If we don't treat these men, they'll probably die.

The chap I've just examined will be lucky not to lose his leg. These

are supposed to be exclusively for private patients.

You've made your point. But the sooner Dr. Burnett and I are allowed to carry

on, the sooner they will be discharged.

And your rooms will be vacant of vagrants.

Hello, the Royal.

Oh, hello, Dad. How's tricks?

Hang on. What letter?

Well, I gave Carnegie the post, but I never noticed.

Any of what you've written to him about?

Helen! Well, sorry.

Carnegie's orders.

You're not cut off late.

You'll be fine, George.

I promise.

We'll be up for you soon.

Keep still, you're like an eel.

I remember now why I left Ireland.

It was to get away from women like you.

We'll take that nail off later.

Just stay in your drip. Do as Sister Bridget said.

And you can start by handing that over.

What?

That's mine, you thief and witch. It's meth's, Dermot.

And it's killing you.

Those tramps should never have been admitted.

I've seen your partner. You can't condone this. The hospital crawling with

maggots. It was a medical decision. Nick made it. In my opinion, he was right.

So, um... Sorry.

I've got patients waiting.

Well, just as long as they make sure that the room's made to fit again for

normal patients.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Carnegie's furious with thingy the locum, so he takes it out on me?

He's quite disheveled. Dr. Burnett?

Mind you, shows Mike Banner.

Oh, I think Marion's pining for him to get back from Australia, the poor thing.

He's been on me back all morning.

Your dad wouldn't put up with it.

What's up?

He's not coming back.

Who, Dr. Banner? No, me dad.

He's jacking the job in.

He's wrote to Carnegie.

No. Me granny in Corky what died.

Ran aghast out.

She's left it to me mam.

She wants to move down there.

Her and me dad are going to run it. I don't believe it.

Carnegie's not fed up.

Can't read his letter yet.

And don't go blurting your mouth off me that this is in confidence.

Good morning, the Royal.

Come in.

Sorry to interrupt, Mr Carnegie.

I've just had Mrs Porthy on.

Private patient due in next week for a drooping eyelid.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. She can't do next week now. She's been invited some due in

Harrogate. She'll just have to buy a new hat.

She wants her operation brought forward, if possible.

That's all we need.

All right, let me seat her. Thanks, Lizzie.

Have you ever heard of travelling light?

What have you got in here?

Just clothes.

Oh, you should have brought some more. I've got a really good one back here.

Well, actually, there is one more thing.

Why don't me in the mouth?

Well, my record player's being sent on and I need to collect it from the

station. Could you run me up there at lunchtime?

I don't have a car, love.

You drive an ambulance?

No, that's not the question.

No.

No.

Soon I'll be rid of him, soon I'll be rid of that awful smell.

How's it going?

What, the honest truth?

I've had absolutely nothing to do.

You don't think Gordon is kind of mollycoddling me or something? No, of

not. Why don't you pop home, have some lunch?

We might be busier this afternoon.

I've got a female patient coming in this afternoon. I'd like these men confined

to one room and she can have the other. But it is a situation I'm far from happy

about. No, be a squeeze, put in there.

Well, I gather three of them are going to be discharged before lunchtime.

I want that sweet fumigated before she gets here.

Is there any chance she'd be bringing a wee drop of drink with her, sir?

Move them out whilst you clean.

Yvonne Smith's new baby's first on the home visit list.

She's Jill's patient. Have her records, please. Yes, she'll be in here.

Keep her under wide for Yvonne. There's that many Smiths, you see.

Hello, the Royal.

Oh, I see.

Collapsed.

I think Dr Weatherill's available.

Right -o.

No, no, don't call Jill. What is it?

One of the operators at the telephone exchange has collapsed. Missy Doris

Nightingale. I'll go.

What about your house calls?

I know the patient. She's asthmatic. She may need physical help. I don't want

Jill exerting herself too much. All right?

I shall need to excise the margins of the ulcer and remove the pyogenic

granulations.

Then I shall take a skin graft from the thigh and suture it over the debrided

ulcer. Tricky.

Yes.

Let's hope it's worth it.

Scalpel and forceps, please.

You're going to get me shot, you are.

Keep your head down. I'm not allowed to take passengers.

I'll be in no trouble if they find out I'm gone.

He's lost a step.

Take it easy, love.

It's the best way. I can't get older than anyone for anybody.

There's Lyme being down.

They come in every ten minutes, Mark.

Love, I'm going to take you straight to the hospital. I'll go as quick as I can.

Time falls.

Time leaves you nothing, nothing at all. It's like a

baby at home in the first place.

It's what we both wanted.

Just hold on, will you?

What's going on, Lizzie?

Accident on the Northern Courtauld track. This chap reckons the driver's

hurt, but it's not there.

What isn't there? The ambulance.

I've radioed Frankie, but no answer.

All right, OK, fine.

I'll go. Look, if you do contact the ambulance, tell them where I am, all

Hello, Dr Weatherill here. Can you tell me exactly where you are, please?

Cut, please.

Thank you.

Yeah.

A very elegant piece of work, if I may say so.

If you'd like to put a dressing on the donor part of the thigh, please, nurse.

Yes, Mr. Rose. With a bit of luck, that graft should take very well.

Thanks for your support, Mr.

Carnegie.

I'm not sure I don't share his concern.

This chap will only go out and get himself into another mess.

Don't we have a duty of care, whoever we're treating?

With certain patience, I sometimes wonder about our Hippocratic Oath.

Emergency call. Serious accident. Follow me.

Come in.

Come in.

Just come in now.

Damn it.

There you go. It's just as easy, doesn't it? That's it.

There we go. I've got you.

Okay. That's all right.

Okay.

What are you doing on me?

Look,

we only went to the internet, okay?

Doris has had a severe asthma attack. She's lost her inhaler somewhere.

Thank you.

All right, Doris.

You're here now.

OK, I'm going to need some oxygen, please.

250 milligrams of aminophylline and anode. Can we organise someone to get

I'll go.

Thank you.

Hello?

Someone in here as well.

Oh, God.

I think she's having a baby.

Well,

she should be easy now.

Do you feel any better, Doris?

Dr. Weatherill's patient.

Supples from mild angina. As well as asthma.

Right, well, we should keep her under observation for a bit more then.

Have you seen Jill, by the way?

Oh, I think she went home for lunch.

All right, Teresa, just try and stay calm.

I can't move me foot!

All right, good girl.

You're OK.

Frankie? Yeah?

Can you get either of these back doors off? No, they seem jammed.

Right, um... Well, she's in the advanced stages of labour, but she seems to be

trapped by her foot, right? We need to get the driver out and we need to see if

we can get her out through the front door. Right, OK.

Come on, mate, let's be having you, eh?

I've got you. I've got you.

Come on. Please, you've got to help my wife. She's having a baby. We know,

We know.

All right, Susie. You're doing well. Good girl.

Susie, you need to take your coat off. Put it on the ground, OK?

My best one.

For heaven's sake.

Right, you need to apply pressure bandages.

Stem the bleeding, OK?

Sorry.

How lovely to see you again, Mrs Pooley.

And you, Mr Carnoustie.

This way, please. I'll take you to your suite.

Mr Rose, your surgeon, will be there to talk you through your procedures, etc.

Get me my case, Eric.

He'd rather be off golfing. He's a full member at Royal Liver, Miss Eric.

A full member.

Is he indeed?

Thank you for accommodating me at short notice. I appreciate that, Mr

Carnoustie.

Carnegie, now it's no problem.

Come on, Susie, wake up.

Come on, let's be having you.

Right, Susie, can you tend to Mr Fisher's wounds, please, while we try

his wife out of the car?

I can't move it. All right.

All right, good girl.

Come on.

I can't move it. All right, Teresa, we'll get you out. Try and be brave.

Frankie!

I feel a bit better now, thanks.

But I'd like you to stay in until we've got you a replacement inhaler and we've

made sure that you're stabilised. Oh, I don't want another do like that again.

He shut me up, did that.

It's so awful, you know, when you can't get your breath.

Of course.

Come this way. You can wait in reception.

You may get back to your duty, sister.

Keep breathing through the pain if you can, good girl.

Her left foot is wedged between the back of that seat and the rear door, but I

can't open that door because it's buckled on impact. Sorry, you can't get

door off? No, not without the proper tools anyway.

We're going to need the fibre gate.

How are the contractions, would you say? Getting closer.

I told you to have a look at Doris when she gets back from lunch.

Oh, this is what I need. Now, sit down.

Lizzie, have you explained to Yvonne Smith that I'm running late? Yes, done

that, Doctor.

Sit down there, Doris. Right, you are.

Dr Weatherill will be with you shortly.

No, she won't, Matron.

How do you mean?

Well, don't you know where Dr Weatherill is?

She's at home, isn't she?

No. Where is she, then?

The ambulance weren't here, you see, so she went out.

What are you talking about?

The car accident.

Because the ambulance weren't where it should be, Dr Weatherill went instead.

Are you... Are you saying Dr Weatherall's attending a traffic

Yeah. Still can't get hold of Frankie.

Well, where's he taken the ambulance?

There's been no other call.

I haven't seen student nurse Dixon for a while either. Do you know where she is?

No, no idea.

Any chance of a cup of tea and a biscuit, love?

Only I'm an asthmatic, you know, and I'm here because I've had a bit of an

attack.

Hello, is anyone receiving? Over.

Please, you've got to get my wife over.

I can't lose them both.

Don't worry.

Anyone receiving? Over.

Damn it!

Doc, the radio's out of range. I'm going to have to find a phone. As quick as

you can, thank you.

Right. Get me out.

I don't want to lose my baby.

All right, Joyce.

Please. You'll be all right.

Here we are.

This is Nurse McKee.

Afternoon, Mrs. Pooley.

What's behind there?

Some other patient.

They won't be using these facilities. You are strictly private.

And down the mountainside... Darn it!

What on earth do you think you're doing?

I'm having a quiet fag. What's it look like?

What are you doing out here and off your drip?

That scotch fella made us all get out while they cleaned the place.

Where are the other two?

They took their chance and begged it.

I'd have done the same myself.

But I was waiting for you to come round with the tea.

Right, Doctor, on the way.

How long?

Ten minutes or so.

Can you give me something?

I'm so sorry. There's nothing I can give you out here.

I am sorry. You'll be all right.

You get what you pay for in this life.

My husband, Eric, always goes private at the dentist.

His plate and bridge work are immaculate.

Immaculate?

Excuse me one minute.

Oh, put that there.

Stella, we need a demarcation line between the rooms. Dr. Burnett, this is

Posey, who's having her operation tomorrow.

Excuse us.

Right, let's get that screen out. Can't we get by without moving the screen? Of

course not.

Stella?

I'm terribly sorry about this, Mrs. Posey.

Came back, and I'm parched. Got a mouth like the bottom of a butchery girl's

cage.

Have they been wrong with the cheese? I need you in casualty. I want to take off

that poison tome now.

What? What do you think you're doing turning patients out of their beds?

Two of them have just run off in their pyjamas. Excuse me one minute, Mrs.

Pulte. Sister Richard, would you mind if we spoke about this privately?

You want to do everything privately, don't you?

Welcome to the madhouse.

Shall we go back to you, Mrs. Pulte?

Come on.

Where are you?

I had no idea.

Have you ever had a baby?

Yes, I have.

I have a little boy.

They look as if they belong in a Salvation Army hostel rather than a

wing. They needed emergency treatment.

I've dumped up good breath to come in here.

Who's forking out for them?

You'll be fine. They won't bother you.

Heavens above.

What's that?

It looks like maggots crawling on the floor.

Oh, you've got maggots.

Maggots in a hospital. It's an absolute disgrace.

This anesthetic's great stuff.

They don't feel a thing.

Any chance of a bottle of that in liquid form?

Just keep still, please.

Right.

Let's get him bandied up, Bella.

Will I be all right for walking?

No. You'll have to keep the weight off that for some time.

In fact, Dermot, you're going to have to change your whole way of life.

We can dry you out and patch you up, but if you go out and do it again, you may

not be so lucky.

I know, I know.

I've been giving that a bit of thought myself.

If you carry on drinking, your liver will fail.

And at your age, living rough, you won't last another winter.

All right, Teresa, you're doing really well. I'm just going to pop your leg

down. Just help me.

Oh, never, ever again.

Bet you won't be stupid enough to have another.

I would have done, but I had to have an operation, actually, so I'm not able to

now.

Ow!

Doc, I'm sorry. I told them where we were. I said it was urgent. I can't get

this door open. All right, just forget it, Frankie. Go and help Susie.

Keep still, please. I've got to get her out of there. Calm down, mate. Please,

mate. It's our first baby.

All right, shall we?

Doc! They're here!

They're here!

Everything's going to be okay, Mark.

Therese, we're going to have you out of here very soon. Good girl.

I was just saying, it ponds a bit in here.

I bet it's because that Hopkirk chap's packed in.

Cleaning's gone to pot.

Sorry, are you talking about Ken Hopkirk?

He's giving notice, isn't he?

I told you that.

I thought it was common knowledge.

This way down, fellas. Follow me.

As quick as you can. She's about to give birth.

This door here.

Try to hold on, Teresa. They're here now.

Try not to push for now, Teresa. Try and hold on. Good girl. Oh, no! It's

coming! It's too late. It's too late.

It's too late, Susie.

Hey, Teresa, can you stop pushing for me?

I have to deliver this baby, I swear.

I need your help, Susie.

Good girl. And another one.

What's happening? Is she having the baby?

Don't worry, mate. Dr Weatherill knows what she's doing.

Good girl.

There we go.

Okay.

Well done.

Teresa, well done. Clamp your scissors, please.

Susie, clamp your scissors.

Well done, Teresa.

Sounds like you say it to me, mate.

Congratulations, you're a dad.

Are they all right, the both of them?

Yeah.

Oh, great.

Are you still here?

Hasn't my wife got to see you? No, no -one has.

Lizzie?

Do you know where Lizzie is? That boss bloke called her off. I gather she's the

daughter of the chap who's given notice then?

Mm -hm.

All right, Doris, I'll get you in the nailer.

Mm -hm.

Oh, it's lovely.

Thank you.

Look, we're going to get out and let the fiber go through you, okay? Well done,

Teresa. Well done.

Thank you.

Be

very

careful taking the doors off, yes?

Your wife's fine.

Give her some.

Come on, hold it.

It needs a bit of cleaning up.

Careful.

When I asked you this morning, you said you hadn't heard from him. I hadn't. He

rang me after that.

Said to say nothing till you'd read his letter.

So why did a female patient know before I did?

No idea.

I told you to keep your big gob shut.

What are you on about?

My dad.

You were the only one I told.

Yet some woman sat in reception. Apparently you were about it. Well,

to Carnegie.

You've been chatting to patients, haven't you? No.

I've not said a word to a soul.

Doris, Dr. Omer had asked me to give you this.

You know how to use it? Yes, I do, love. Thanks.

He said not to leave until he or Dr Weatherill's had a chance to see you.

worry, love. I'm not in any hurry.

I want to stay here until I know I'm right to leave.

I've had a right run, do me.

I'm sorry.

The ambulance is back.

Thank you for it now.

Look who's with him, little me.

Sorry, Doctor. Your wife's back from the accident.

Accident?

What accident?

What the hell's going on?

Mr Fisher has a possible fractured skull and will need to be x -rayed. Mrs

Fisher delivered the placenta no problems, but she will need to be

maternity for a proper check -up.

Alan, take Mrs Fisher and her baby through, would you please?

Look, I'm sorry, I just don't understand.

Casualty wasn't on an emergency footing.

No -one was aware the ambulance was attending one.

It wasn't here to be called out, was it, Frankie?

You and student nurse Dixon have some explaining to do.

Why on earth would you say that? Oh, look, can we worry about that later? I

to get myself cleaned up. We all do.

I managed better, yes.

Thank you.

You look surprisingly chipper.

That ulcer was infecting your entire body.

This man, he saved my life.

With a modest hand from my good self.

I go soon, yes?

It'd be best if you stayed in for some time, George.

I suspect you're wasting your breath.

Jill!

I can't believe what's happened.

Putting her in a situation where you have to deliver a baby, it's... well,

it's... it's unforgivable.

Gordon, I put myself in the situation.

I'm a doctor. It's what I do.

Do you know what?

I feel absolutely great.

It's bringing a new life into the world. It's always a good thing, isn't it?

Sister Mary's found a plate farm at the Christian Brothers' Hostel in York.

Could they take George as well as Dermot?

The pair of them seem to get on.

Sure, they'd be delighted to.

Dermot! You shouldn't be walking on that foot.

Oh, I had to go. I have an appointment.

With a bottle, no doubt.

You should be ashamed of yourself, Dermot Sheehan. I am, sister, I am, but

going all the same.

I found a place for you at a hostel. Oh, it don't take no way. I prevail the

open road.

Good luck to youse all.

Looks like you've a tea going spare.

I heard Jill performed heroically today.

Yes.

Yes. Although nobody's very happy about the ambulance going missing.

Well, everyone's alive.

Isn't that what matters?

It was all my fault, Frankie. I'm sorry.

No, I knew what I was doing.

I knew I was taking a chance.

You took a chance for me.

Yeah, for you.

Story of my life, love.

All it takes is for a pretty face to smile at me and I end up in trouble.

That's how I lost my marriage, actually.

Just couldn't resist a pretty face.

Now I'm going to lose my job over it as well.

I agree that my face is pretty, but I'm not that happy about my nose.

I mean, have you seen my nose from my right side?

I mean, I don't think that...

is as good a profile as my left.

What do you reckon?

Right, we're ready for you now.

My name's Alan. This is very important to me.

I haven't been gossiping with anybody here, have I? Not to me, you haven't.

have you got something to pass on?

No, I just need to confirm that anybody who's heard the news about Ken

Hopkirk... They didn't hear it from me.

Who's Ken Hopkirk when he's at home?

He's my dad. All right, Alan. I think that's enough.

It didn't come from me, Lily.

He told me on the phone. I told you and not another living soul.

Well, I said no to nobody.

So what else did it flee me well get out? Well, it wasn't me.

Look, I need you to believe me.

Otherwise you'll never trust me with any secrets, will you?

No.

No, I won't.

Do you understand how serious this is?

Yes. You could both be facing dismissal.

You took the ambulance away from its station without informing anyone where

were going.

You put emergency cover for the entire area at risk. You failed to respond to

several radio calls.

And you took an unauthorised passenger with you. And you, Nurse Dickerson, left

your post without permission and in uniform.

Look, I think I'd better explain what actually happened.

Frankie had gone to fill up the ambulance with petrol.

and unfortunately he missed the call while he was at the garage.

Why was Nurse Dixon with him? Well, she was on her lunch break, and she'd gone

to the station to pick something up, and I think that Frankie had spotted her

struggling with this heavy parcel and offered to give her a lift as he was

past. That's right, isn't it?

You still left your post without permission.

True.

Yes, that's true, but I think they've more than made up for it with their

excellent work at the accident, really.

I don't think it's an exaggeration to say that a whole family owe a real debt

gratitude to this pair.

Right. Well, under the circumstances, I suggest that we let them off with a

warning this time on the understanding that it never happens again.

My friend, Iris Dermot, he... he go, huh?

Yes, he go.

Stupid man.

I'm sorry you've been waiting so long.

Now, I suggest that you keep your inhaler with you and you should try and

few days off work.

I won't be there much longer, Annie Road.

The GPO are upgrading to automatic.

FPD, they call it.

You won't need operators.

Oh, well, I'm sorry to hear that.

We must all move with the times, I suppose.

Take care.

You're an operator at the telephone exchange.

It were you.

Wheezing and earwigging me conversations this morning, wasn't it? What are you

on about?

That's how you heard about me dad.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You know they've got to be on trial.

Sorry I blamed you.

That's all right.

Hey, don't get upset about it.

It's not just...

Human beings find it hard to change behavior patterns after a certain age.

It's not up to us to tell people how to live their lives.

They have to decide for themselves.

You're assuming they're capable of making rational decisions.

Well, I'm after having a chat with George, and he's decided he's going to

the place at the Christian Brothers Hospital.

Really?

Believe it when you see it.

Mark Fisher's skull X -rays are clear, so all three will be able to go home,

sir. It's a shame.

Not a cute baby.

We'll have to advertise for a new head porter as soon as possible.

That is a real nuisance. Why can't we promote them within?

You all right, Lizzie?

It's my mum and dad.

They know they're taking over a guest house.

Yeah.

Well, I've had another chat with him on the phone.

They'll need help.

Don't want me to come down to Torquay and work with them.

So I've... I've decided to give in my naughty as well.

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