All language subtitles for The Royal s08e01 Safe As Houses.eng

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

Someone to make me feel, make me feel
alive.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

Oh, don't somebody tell me what I've
done wrong.

Just like a hospital, only smaller.

Big isn't always better, Ellis.

Some damn fine work goes on behind those
walls. I'll have to take your word for

that, sir. And you'll only have to
endure the tedium for a day or two.

I'll do you any harm to forego the
technological advancements of Astro -D

-General to see how the other half
anesthetise.

From the Groove. Fantastic boutique in
town, but they want them back first

thing. Please say your model to me
tonight.

Seems a bit disrespectful.

Moira's funeral today and we're having a
party.

A fashion show with a dance afterwards
and a blinding band. Besides, Moira

looked a good knees up.

That's what got her into trouble in the
first place.

In a manner of speaking.

I'll do it.

If Jack does his bit too.

I'm not poncing around in women's
clothing.

Charity or no charity.

Don't worry, Uncle Jack.

I got them in a clubber shop across the
road and then something especially for

you. Jack in that.

What on earth's going on, Lizzie? Just a
few details for tonight, Matron.

The DHA telephoned. We're to expect our
new administrator, Mr McAteer, this

afternoon.

Now, Matron, allow me to introduce
Ellis, my anaesthetist from Ashfordly.

people call me Ralph, apart from Mr
Rose, who usually calls me useless.

Come along, Ellis.

Not only has Dr.

Burnett let us down, but our locums fail
to turn up for the second day running.

Just as well the cavalry's here, eh,
Matron? With all due respect, Mr. Rose,

didn't specialise in anaesthesia. I did
exercise for a couple of minutes in GB.

Let me ask you two, young man.

Specialisation, that's the way forward.

Too many jacks of all trades, we end up
in the powerless situation that we are

now. Two doctors and a nun, gallivanting
round the Emerald Isle.

She's bearing it well.

Considering we're about to bury her
sister.

I suppose that's what faith does.

It gives you strength, doesn't it? And
if you don't have faith?

We have each other.

Laura still haunts me, Jill.

I still see her face.

He did all he could.

But it wasn't enough, was it?

Or we wouldn't be here now.

Doctor, are you ready to move on?

I'm going to have to face my parents
sooner or later.

They're going to have to face their new
granddaughter.

Any chance of the father stepping up to
the plate?

I'll freeze over first.

I got your home.

This is Jill, Dr. Weathering.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

And Dr. Omrod.

My deepest sympathy.

I know you did all you could to save my
daughter, and I thank you for that.

I have someone else I want you to meet.

She's only a baby, Mammy.

She didn't ask for any of this.

So the little thing will realise all the
trouble she's caused.

We should go and find a hotel before the
service.

Yes, we'll see you in the church, shall
we?

OK.

Never thought Marion had it in her.

Far too dull to elope.

And too pregnant.

So there they got married at Gretna at
the weekend.

Did with the end of a shotgun.

Poor old Dr Burnett.

But for the grace of God, Alan.

One way of getting a man.

Not keeping him.

Who's that?

One of Mr. Rose's chinless wonders from
Ashfordly.

And I wouldn't worry about Alan, Uncle
Jack.

You've got to get the girl before you
get her into trouble.

Oh, I thought the new theatre nurse
would have been here by now. She lives

locally. She was due to start work next
week, but she very kindly agreed to

begin this morning.

Surely we could wait an hour or so until
she arrives.

I do not wait for nursing staff, Alice.
They wait for me.

When she does finally deign to put in an
appearance, you can get in touch with

us. We shall be on the mix.

There's been an emergency call. Fire at
a children's home on South Cliff.

All clear, Alice.

There's a penis in the office.

Idiot. Young woman, you have just
demonstrated how a slip of a thing like

yourself is incapable of handling such a
powerful machine.

You want to bet? If you must drive, my
dear, I think you'll find four wheels

more appropriate.

We'll have news for you.

I can manage and you're a male
chauvinist pig.

I don't believe it.

Didn't know you worked here. If it's the
VD clinic you want in, you'll have to

go to Ashfordly on a Tuesday night.

Susie? You can't say that.

Great party Saturday night, wasn't it?
Surprised you can remember.

I never forget a friendly face.

See ya.

She's a stunner and a half.

Who is she?

Has she got a boyfriend?

She has now.

I went to a party on Saturday night with
my date.

She left with him.

Did you hear what happened?

Yeah.

Couldn't believe it, but it's true.

26,

now she's dead.

Colton.

It was a tragic accident.

I all that drove that girl to her death.

And her parents think I'm some kind of
hero.

Just come to the church.

Please.

It's... It's the least... Well, nothing
you can do for her.

My name is Rose from the Royal. This is
Dr Ellis. What have we got here?

Anna Wenby, this is my husband Alistair.
I'm in charge here.

We were cut off by the fire. We had to
clamber out the window, down a drainpipe

to the porch. Ruby panicked, let go too
early.

My arm cracked.

I've been sick.

I managed to fall without doing too much
damage, but my arm, when I tried to

pull out the flames, it hurt like hell.
If you'd like me to take a look at you.

Any other children hurt in the blaze?
All present and correct.

Linda had the presence of mind to get
them out and call the fire brigade.

I think your arm is broken, Ruby. We
need to pop a splint on it and get you

the hospital for an X -ray, OK?

I bet he pushed her. I bet he did it on
purpose.

Linda, for heaven's sake! Stop, will
you?

She's had a shock. We all have.

Linda's very protective of her big
sister and vice versa, but it's hardly

surprising considering their history.

It has nothing to do with you!

Lady, if you could keep your
interjections to a minimum while we

most grateful.

May perpetual light shine upon her. May
she rest in peace.

Amen.

You and me will come back to the house
then, Paul.

No, we won't intrude on your grief.

I'd like you to come.

We'll be there.

Good.

Where are your manners, Paul?

We should leave the family in peace.

Constance, we should pay our respects.

More of us have nothing to get.

It's like everything.

Ashley's father.

I think we've just found him.

Thank you, Father.

Bridget.

That's Moria's married man, isn't it?

An insult.

Today of all days.

Excuse me, there's nobody at reception?

That's because I'm here.

Oh, I have an appointment.

Oh, you're a bit older than I expected.
Still, you've still got it flaunted, eh?

I beg your pardon? Here we are, in we
go.

Mr Carnegie?

Oh, he's left, and the bloke who's taken
over won't be around for long.

I think there's been a mistake.

No, I asked for a selection from your
shop, so there's bound to be something

your side.

I'll leave you to it.

Lizzie, the phone is ringing off the
hook. I'm on my way, Matron.

Ah, and while you're at it, Lizzie, I
want this office cleared and a pot of

strong tea with sliced lemon on my desk
by the time Matron's finished showing me

around the hospital.

Allow me to introduce myself.

Jean McAteer, Mr Carnegie's replacement.

But you're made to be a man.

Welcome to the Royal, Mrs McAteer.

Miss.

I can't wear these stripes.

They're indecent.

What do you think, Lizzie?

I don't think we've been introduced.

Matron? This is Jack, our head porter,
and Alan, his assistant.

Our new administrator, gentlemen.

Right, I'm going to put this one down.
She's worn out.

Give her here to me.

Come on, Gail.

She's my granddaughter, after all.

Just like you.

When you were in nappies. Oh, Mammy.

Gorgeous, isn't she?

We should leave you in peace.

Have a word with your doctor.

Of course.

Please, can I hold her?

Come on, Niamh.

I suppose you did all you could then,
Doctor,

eh? I tried to hold on to her, but I
couldn't.

I let her fall.

I let her down.

Who let her down?

was the coward who got her into trouble.

He might as well have taken a knife to
her neck. And I hope he rots in hell.

I hope he rots in hell.

I hope he rots in...

Want to teach her

fracture dislocation?

Well spotted.

What's that?

Fracture of the superior half of the
ulna with a dislocation of the head of

radius.

You've broken one of the bones in your
arm, Ruby, and dislocated the other.

Need an operation, I'm afraid.

They're here overnight.

Nothing to worry about. The staff don't
bite.

At least not all of them.

No, I won't.

I can't.

I'm afraid you have no choice, young
lady.

Prepare Ruby for theatre, please, nurse.

Of course, Mr. Rose.

I'll be okay.

Really. I made a promise.

That I'd look after Linda, to my mum
before she died. She'll be safe enough

without you for a day or two. Come
along.

We'll be on our way, though.

Good night, Paul.

Now, I suspect you've got a fractured
bone in your head, but I can't be sure

without an X -ray.

Look, let me run you to the news
hospital.

It's a two -hour drive.

I'm not sure if there's any doctrine to
be done.

Would you mind doing it?

Not at all.

It doesn't appear to be this place, so,
um... Yes, let me strap it up for you.

Uh, excuse me, do you have a first aid
kit?

Yes. I'll get it for you.

Losing mum at her age can't be easy.

Rule one of general practice.

Don't get involved.

All heart, aren't you?

I let a patient get to me once.

I won't make that mistake again. So, you
were treated into anaesthetics where

all your patients tend to be
unconscious.

Specialised a couple of years ago. Put
the rigours of general practice way

behind me.

Wasn't for you, eh?

I can't be the first to find that
dealing with a never -ending stream of

and embarrassing illnesses lacked
glamour.

Specialisation in centres of excellence.
That's the future.

Small, uneconomic, inefficient hospitals
like this, in a few years' time,

they'll be confined to the history
books.

I sincerely hope not, Doctor.

Although Mr. Rose speaks very highly of
you all.

Keep the dressing dry, and we shall make
an appointment for the operations

clinic in a couple of weeks.

See you in the theatre, Ellis.

Poor Ruby.

An operation is all she needs at the
moment.

She's a little bit insecure.

She seemed reluctant to leave her
sister, certainly. If you'll excuse me.

can you blame her?

Considering her background?

It's a very sad case, Doctor.

The mother died addicted to
barbiturates. There was no father to be

they were neglected when the mother went
to work. Well, let's just say she had a

very active social life down the harbour
road.

Right, but they settled in with you, OK?

Well, child welfare couldn't home them,
so they came to us.

Ruby has great potential. She's a real
talent for literature.

I'm hoping to enter her for a
scholarship at the school where I teach.

I think they've finally begun to trust
us.

Think of the house as their home.

Well, they did until this wretched fire.

I don't know what we'll do now.

Maybe we'll get a move somewhere else.

Linda, sweetheart, not now.

And when no -one pretends to be our mum
and dad?

Enough. Mr and Mrs Wembley, there's a
fireman here. See if it's urgent.

Where is my smoking material?

I've no idea, Mr. Rose. Well, I've left
it in there, as usual, ready for my post

-operative fight.

I think I might have moved it.

Well, tell us where it is, nurse, and
we'll proceed.

The incinerator, along with the other
rubbish.

You.

You've met Carol, our new theatre nurse.

And resident Hell's Angel, complete with
skin -tight leather accoutrements and a

motorcycle. Really, nurse?

It was my dad.

And there's no reason... why a woman
can't ride a bike?

You made your feelings on the subject
perfectly clear.

The charmless epithet hurled in our
direction was male chauvinist pig.

I had that pipe for 40 years, man and
boy.

That pipe had fought in Korea.

I'll leave you to it, nurse.

We should be getting back to the hotel
early. Yes, look, we'll pick you and

Aisling up at seven in the morning, if
that's all right, sister.

Well, doctor, I'm not going to come back
straight away.

I'm going to stay and help Aisling
settle in here.

I can't let her go.

She belongs here, where her mother grew
up.

Well, it's what we were both hoping for.

She's such a lovely baby.

I do hope you'll stay in touch.

Well, it was good of you both to come.

All right, then. So we'll see you back
at the Royal.

A paraffin heater had been left next to
a pile of fabric.

Are you saying that it was started
deliberately?

Don't be ridiculous.

Why would any of our children want to
set fire to their home?

If they had, that would make it arson.

I'd have to inform the police.

No. Linda, what have you done? Me? Don't
be stupid.

You're jealous of the attention that
Ruby gets, aren't you?

All her extra tuition for the
scholarship.

I hate you. I hate both of you.

Not so far, young lady.

What's going on here?

Please, allow me.

Are you OK?

I am now.

What were you running from, Linda?

She's trying to blame me for starting
the fire.

She hates me and my sister.

She wants to send me to prison.

Who does?

Linda, I'm sorry.

A misunderstanding.

I took the kids swimming this morning. I
gave them permission to dry their

towels in front of the heater.

Then we'll be taking this no further.

Good job the kids had the sense to get
out and shut the doors and call 999.

Thanks to them, you've still got a home
to go back to.

Thank you for all your help.

See? You should never blame a youth cow.

Excuse me?

Maybe you'll think twice in future
before you hurl accusations.

Linda, please forgive me. Alistair could
have died. We could have lost our home.

Yeah, but we haven't.

And Ruby's facing an operation. She
doesn't need to see us falling apart.

So when you've calmed yourself down,
let's all go and see her.

Come on.

Come on.

What on earth do we make of that?

Carnegie left me a dossier on this
hospital.

I had rather suspected his illness that
caused him to exaggerate. Until today.

Mr. Carnegie's unwell.

He's had a nervous crisis.

One of the reasons he's decided not to
return to work.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I suspect you're being somewhat
economical with the truth, Matron.

According to Mr. Carnegie, you and he
cross swords regularly.

Well, it was never an easy relationship
on either side.

You wanted to see us, Mrs. McAteer?
Miss.

Would you care to explain why my porters
were disporting themselves round the

hospital like a pair of third -rate end
-of -the -peer entertainers?

It's for charity.

A very good cause.

Gentlemen, there are no excuses under my
administration.

You must be professional in action and
dress at all times.

Matron, if we could continue?

Mr Carnegie, please come back, all is
forgiven.

Third -rate, the uppity little madam.

I've never been pushed round by a woman.

And I don't intend to start now.

It is her heart, all this.

She seems slower than she used to be.

Less agile.

Old age.

Or maybe a broken heart.

It's good to have you home.

It's been too long.

No, far too long.

Your mother always had a hard set when
you joined the church.

She put to the back of her mind that
she'd be lost to us for years.

It wasn't the life I planned for the
wild girl who used to ride her pony bear

back along the beach and tear her Sunday
best climbing up that big oak tree.

Aisling, a woman with your spirit.

Needs a husband, children, home.

Have all I need, Daddy.

He mustn't worry about me.

Sister.

Let go of me. You're the only person I
can talk to.

I deserve that.

You deserve nothing.

Ashley. Ashley!

You always were a passionate woman,
weren't you?

Just like your sister.

You'll be more comfortable in a minute
or two, and you'll feel a bit woozy

the anaesthetic wears off. Good
afternoon.

I can't believe you could allow anyone
to leave towels draped over a creaky old

heater with an open flame.

They always have to bring things down,
don't you, Anna?

Does it really matter?

Nobody died.

The house is still standing.

Unless one of the children started the
fire deliberately.

Don't that again. It wasn't me. Leave
her alone.

Arson is a very serious crime.

It can lead to a long prison sentence.

None of the children in our care would
wish to harm any of our little

would they?

I think Ruby needs some rest.

Yeah. Let's get back and assess the
damage. No, she's not going back, not

without me.

Can I stay?

I won't be any trouble.

Your mother -in -law comes back
tomorrow.

I promised my mum.

Honestly, Ruby, you can't stay joined at
the hip forever.

We'll take good care of her. Don't
worry.

When you get out of here, we'll have
redecorated by then.

We'll have a party.

How about that?

Hmm? Come on.

Is everything all right, Ruby?

Who's she kidding?

More to the point, who's he?

You know, we plan to go to America
together.

Was that before she aborted your baby or
after?

Abort?

I saw the money you gave her.

That money was to tide her over till I
joined her.

I was going to leave my home so we could
be a family.

You wanted her to keep the baby.

I loved her.

Why would I want her to do anything
else?

Why would I want her to do anything
else?

Doctors Ormerod and Wetherill just took
off without organising a local. No, of

course not.

Well, where is he? Well, we'd organised
the... I've had to resort to my standby

equipment. This damn thing's never drawn
properly.

Mr Rose, I presume.

Mr Carnegie's description of you was
spot on.

That damn fool, wave -faced, lily
-livered pen pusher. Mr Rose, meet our

administrator, Miss McAteer.

Miss? Never mind, my dear.

I'm sure some chap will snap you up,
fine specimen like yourself.

Mr. Rose, a woman with a first -class
honors degree and a wide variety of

professional experience has no
requirement to be mapped up.

Methinks the lady does protest too much.

I look forward to working under you,
Miss McAteer.

Very much indeed.

She promised she'd get in touch with
you.

Found a place in England.

She just disappeared.

She did what she thought was right for
you and your family.

Stupid, stupid girl.

I was prepared to give up everything for
her. She wasn't going to let you.

That oil she made for me.

I'm so sorry. She told me she loved you.

And love's such a precious thing.

I wish she hadn't squandered all she
ever had to give on someone as shallow

selfish and deceitful as you.

I'm really short of models, Ferry.

You won Miss Helsingby, didn't you? The
prize for the year's modelling contract

at some agency in Leeds. So I did.

But you've got experience. For the last
time, I'd rather stick pins in my eyes

than model for anyone, OK?

Patient listening from force to all
hands on deck.

She's a bit touchy, isn't she?

Oh, that bilge about being a fashion
model.

They must have fired her on day one.
That's why she's stuck back here.

Come on.

Ruby!

Where do you think you're going?

Oh, my sister.

You'll see her in the morning.

Okay.

Let's get you back to the hospital.

Nurse.

Doctor.

I have these pains.

I think it's because I'm going to have a
baby.

I saw you on the beach.

So?

I watched you flirting with Moira at the
Christmas dance.

Then you both went out to take the air.

And today, I held a baby with her
father's eyes.

We only just buried the girl in your
slander.

The girl you slept with!

A girl half your age.

And you were married mad.

A guard with a family.

So what if I did?

I've borne three children to you.

I've been the faithful wife, the good
mother.

You are no better yourself.

Five months gone and we walked up that
aisle.

Missus, that baby's yours.

Well, nobody knows but our sister.

So you can hold your head up in church.

And Moira is dead.

It's me!

That's lost everything!

I knew when I'd miss my period.

And you remember how long ago that was?

Three months.

I counted.

I didn't know what to do.

I'm afraid you've lost the baby.

I'm very sorry.

I never wanted it.

And you're still bleeding.

We're going to have to do another
operation to clear out your wound.

I don't want another operation. I just
want to go home to my sister. I'm

You need surgery to make sure you can
have another baby when you're older.

Why would I?

You might, in the years to come.

It's me and my sister, that's all I
need.

Why? Because of your experiences with
your mother?

You've no idea, have you?

No, I haven't. You're right.

OK, we'll list your operation for first
thing tomorrow morning. I think it'd be

best to get it over with as soon as we
can, sir. We'll get you back to the ward

and wait for Mr and Mrs Wenby to get
here.

You're not going to tell him?

I'm afraid I have no choice. She's only
14. I need their consent for the

perjury. They'll kill me.

He said it was our secret.

Who did?

Ruby.

I can help you.

But I can't do that until you've talked
to me, can I?

She's sound asleep.

God bless her.

It's going to be hard work, Mammy. A
baby at your age.

I'll just take her upstairs.

You know, with the lads in America,
they'll be... Oh, Mammy, be careful.

Give it to me.

Would you stop making a fuss?

Lately, you're forever tripping up and
dropping things. If you drink, take it.

As if I'd ever touch a drop.

Mammy, it's been a long day.

Why don't you sit down, eh? Come on, and
have a rest.

And Daddy can look after Aisling.

For a while, can't you?

Poor child.

He's stigmatised for being illegitimate
for the rest of his life. And his father

living only yards away. It's only a
matter of time before it comes out.

it's sad, I know, but we've done our
duty.

She's with her family. That's where
she'll stay.

Doctor, please!

Conflict. There's been an accident.

Right. Wait for my wife.

Maybe death will be my cure.

I couldn't take her to the hospital.

Everybody know in our business.

And you a guard.

It's a shame.

Unfortunately, these cuts are
superficial, sir.

They won't need stitching.

Why did you do this to yourself, Niamh?

She had his baby.

He told me how much he loved her.

And that if she hadn't died, he'd have
left me.

I couldn't bear it.

Where are the contact details I asked
you for?

I need to speak to the partners urgently
to find out what's happened to the

Shlocum. As I currently have no idea
when they intend to return.

Sorry, I've failed them somewhere.

Only it's been bedlam -y with doctors
going missing, people dying.

And charity fashion shows.

It's obvious where your loyalties lie,
Lizzie.

And they don't seem to be with this
hospital.

Is that really necessary?

Seeing as the chaos within Lizzie's
brain seems to be reflected in her

rather suspect it was.

All I wanted was for the pain to go
away.

I've left you a sleeping tablet.

Take that and I'll try and get as much
rest as you can.

I thought he loved me, Doctor.

Well, look, I'll pop back and see you in
the morning and we can have a talk

then. Would you like that?

OK.

It wasn't a serious attempt on her life,
but she has had a terrible shock.

She needs reassurance.

Affection. I'll do my best.

Better late than never, I suppose.

Jill.

You know where we are if you need us.

Thank you, doctors.

Paul.

Look what he's driven her to. Look what
he did to Moira, and he has the gall to

stand there and look like he's
concerned.

Well, I think we could both do with a
drink, don't you?

Doctors? I'm really worried about my
mother.

Ruby, I think... He said... Because my
mum was... What she was.

Nobody would believe me.

That they'd all say I let him on.

That it'd be my fault.

What would be your fault with him?

He tells his wife he's giving me extra
schoolwork.

Nobody's allowed to tell us.

He comes into my room at night.

Tells me I have to be quiet so nobody
knows, but how could she not know?

I tried to tell her once.

You started a fire?

This guy wanted to leave me alone.

But he wouldn't let me go.

By the time I got away, the fire had
closed off.

Linda got scared, called the fire
brigade.

And you're talking about Mr. Wemby?

He said, if I weren't lame, do it to me.

You can leave him to me.

And Anna already hates me.

Ruby, this isn't your fault. None of it
is.

All those things he said to you about
what people would think, I don't believe

them.

And neither will anyone else.

You've been very brave telling me what's
happened to you.

You're safe here.

He can't get you here.

You don't have to worry any longer, OK?

The desk sergeant said he'd pass on my
concerns and the matter would be

investigated in due course.

You don't think she's maybe manipulating
you? No, I take my life on it and

nobody seems to want to do anything
about it.

And I'll contact the child protection
officer in the morning. But in the

meantime, I'm going to need your support
here, Matron.

Do I have it?

Notting some kind of coup, are we,
Ellis?

Ah, Mr Rose, I'll need to borrow your
car.

Charles,

you have my permission. What's all you
need, OK?

Linda.

Linda, you're going to have to trust me
now. You can't stay here any longer. I

want all of you to grab your things and
come with us to the hospital right away,

okay?

Come on.

Doctor, how can I help you?

I'm calling the police. I suggest you
ask your husband a few questions first,

like why Ruby started the fire and who
fathered the baby she just lost.

The girl's a slut and a liar, just like
her mother.

Linda, you're coming with me.

Your mother will need to see a
specialist and undergo further tests,

explained to her that it's more than
likely that she's in the preliminary

of Parkinson's disease.

I noticed your hand tremor and you seem
so distant and blank.

Before nothing, it'd keep you quiet.

What does it all mean, Doctor?

Well, there are drugs that can alleviate
the symptoms, but it's difficult to

know how quickly or slowly it might
progress.

But it will progress.

Mummy, I'm so sorry.

I can't take this in. Not all at once.

Will I end up in a wheelchair?

Or in bed?

What'll happen to me?

And the baby?

I look after her when I can't look after
myself.

Alan, will you fetch the spare
mattresses and linens? Right you are,

Sorry, we have been rather inundated.
Oh, not at all.

I contacted the chief constable as a
matter of urgency. They'll be sending a

couple of men straight away.

I'm afraid Mr. Wenby has already made a
complaint.

Oh, he's going to deny everything. We
know that. Claims she's disturbed,

disruptive, probably malicious.

I telephoned the charity.

There'll be someone here from London
first thing tomorrow to investigate.

Bravo, dear boy.

There are times when the nettle has to
be firmly grasped for the greater good

and grasp it you well and truly have
done. Thank you, Mr. Rose.

What is this swarm of children doing
here? It's a temporary measure, Miss

McAteer. A sudden outbreak of
gastroenteritis.

The strain is virulent and contagious.

So, if you don't mind, we do have work
to do.

She can't take care of a baby.

Not now.

What kind of God would strike her down
like this, eh?

How much more did they need her to
suffer?

And Moira, she never had a chance at
life before it was snatched away from

The God I love wouldn't turn on his
children like this, would he?

I'm not telling you later again.

Hark at the man who never gets involved.

Never be never, eh?

And I know you said never about tonight,
but there's a spare ticket going and I

won't take no for an answer.

Okay. Doesn't look like I've got a
choice.

I saw him first. He is seriously cute.

So, it's handbags at dawn, eh?

And I know just the way to catch his
eye.

and delectation, a bevy of hospital
beauties will parade the latest fashions

the day.

So forget about Carnaby Street and
Twinkies. I'm so nervous. Me too.

When you did this for a living?

Actually, the modelling.

I don't have a clue I never was one. We
were relying on you to take the lead.

But it was in the paper you won the
prize.

Then we found out my dad was ill.

Me and my mum looked after him.

He died six months ago.

They rang the agency, but they'd given
the place to the runner -up, so that was

that.

Come on, girls.

Listen, love, you might not have it the
big time in Leeds, but you can be our

staff tonight.

Come on.

Get out there and knock them for six.

Let's hear it for our nurses, who don't
just save lives, but are angels amongst

men.

Every day I treat patients who don't
deserve what's happened to them.

And it's difficult sometimes to see how
that suffering could be God's will.

But I pray and I understand.

Or I thought I did.

Until now.

Well, it's late.

You're emotional.

Upset.

Years ago, I renounced my own flesh and
blood when I joined the Order.

And now my flesh and blood need me.

Who will help them if I don't?

How can I serve God better if I leave
them to struggle?

Sister, your faith is your life. I mean,
you don't need us to tell you that.

How can I betray my family?

Even if it costs me my immortal soul,
I'm going to have to leave the sisters

come home.

Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce
Alan and his rhythm combo with guest

Berkley. Miss Lizzie Hopker!

You've seen this setback. You're as big.

This one is for our friend Moira.

What would you do if I sang out of tune?

Would you stand up and walk out on me?

Then be your ears and I'll... I'll sing
you a song.

I will try not to sing at a fee.

Oh, baby, I get by.

I'll sing you a song.

I'm glad to see you supporting our
event, Doctor.

Careful if Dr. Ashton is in the evening.

No need, Mr. Rose. Lizzie booked me into
the Crown.

I thought I'd look in on Ruby later
tonight.

And first thing tomorrow before she goes
into the theatre. Not getting too

attached, are we, Alice?

Me, Mr. Rose?

Come on, Doctor. You promised us both a
dance.

You know, Mr. Rose, I think you were
right.

Small is beautiful after all. Me first.

It's a slow one. Carol, next.

I think your young man is a hit, Mr.
Rose.

Hmm.

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