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You should've called in sick.

I'm fine.
You don't look fine.

I'm just tired!
No. I'M tired.

Between you tossing
and turning all night

and Jack bloody up half the night
worrying about today.

He'll be fine and so will I.

It's the flu.
People with Hep C get the flu.

I know, I know, but the symptoms -

the aches and pains
and the night sweats -

they could be symptoms
of the virus kicking in.

I'm sorry if I kept you awake.
Maybe you should've gone home.

OK, the occasional sleepless night
I can deal with.

I just need to know
what we're up against.

Just drop it, will you? Please?

I can't.
Oh, look. OK, look.

I've just got the flu, alright?

Stop worrying. It's gonna be fine.

Mwah! Come on.

CATE: Copy that, base.
Travelling now.

(Sniffles)

(Sighs)

Are you gonna moon around in there
all day or get to work?

No, I'm working.

Jack.
Yep.

This is Julia Penhope.

She's got a 2-hour history
of left-sided chest pain

and shortness of breath.

Right, well,
this shortness of breath,

does it get worse
while you're moving about?

Yes.

Mm-hm. And does the pain
extend anywhere else?

No, just... (Pants)
..like, heavy on my chest.

Sure.

Hey, welcome back, by the way.

Yeah. It's good to be back.

Jaeger.

I'll just be a second. OK?

Yeah? What do you want?

Who've you got, er,
nursing with Jack today?

I don't know...
Alright, good.

The answer's you.
Someone should keep an eye on him.

Isn't that your job?

I can't follow him around
the whole shift.

I've got a bloody department to run.

I have a department
to run too, Frank.

I know. I need to know
how he's coping.

God knows what bad habits
he's picked up from Vlasek.

I'm not a baby-sitter. I don't...
I know, I know.

That's why you're the only one
I can trust with this.

Flattery will get you nowhere.

I'm only asking
in the interests of patient welfare.

Give me a report
at the end of the day.

(Grunts)

OK, on a scale of 1 to 10,
how would you rate the pain?

Oh, seven.

Alright.
Maybe eight.

Just listen to your chest.

(Softly) OK.

Oh.
Oh. Sorry.

(Laughs) Doctors, hey?

Never happy unless
it's sharp or cold.

Chest is clear.

I've got dual heart sounds.
Mm-hm.

That's good.

OK, has anything like this
happened to you before?

Um, about two weeks ago.

I came in here.
I thought they fixed me up.

We'll need Julia's old notes.
OK.

BP is 110 over 65.

That's also good.

(Sighs)

Any other medical conditions?

Oh, a few aches and pains.

My GP said I had
some kind of arthritis, I think.

(Clicks tongue)

OK, let's hook her up to an ECG.

Put a cannula in, get some bloods
and a chest X-ray.

OK.
What do you think's wrong with me?

We're just gonna do some tests.

We're just gonna find out the
best way to treat you, that's all.

Gabrielle.
Yep?

The ECG. And the old notes.
Just getting them.

OK, just here's fine.

Ah, what have we got?

This is Chris Amanape.

Nasty bruise you've got there.
Hi. I'm Dan.

Do I know you?

I don't know. Do you?

Chris had a stroke
about six weeks ago.

He has some paralysis
on the left side of the body

and he fell trying to
get out of bed this morning.

OK.

Right. Suspected fracture of the leg.

An X-ray has been written up.

You'll just need the referral.
Sure.

You really do look familiar.
Are you sure we haven't met before?

We know each other.

I don't know.

Chris also has
short-term memory loss

because of the stroke.

Now, we're gonna park you here -
not for long -

and Dan will organise this X-ray.

Yeah. Won't be a moment.
Thanks.

He's young and fit.
What was the cause of the stroke?

Cerebral aneurism burst
while he was playing a footy match.

I've been looking after him since.

He's a football player.
Well, team runner.

For the Cougars. Yes.

I knew I'd seen him
somewhere before.

How's he coping?
How do you think?

Yeah.

Are you alright?
Bad flu.

Don't you go giving it to him.

Oh?
He doesn't need a dose of that.

OK, let's get that X-ray done.

Have we met?

Yeah. I'm Dan Goldman.
I'm your nurse.

Oh. Chris Amanape.
Yeah. We just met.

Oh. Yeah, of course, yeah.

You're a runner for the Cougars,
aren't ya?

(Chuckles) And I need
an X-ray, do I?

Yeah.

(Sighs) Sorry, mate. I just
can't remember anything anymore.

No, no, no.
Except the match.

Um...yeah. What happened?

Um, I was on the field

giving a message
to our half-back, Crookshank,

about an overlap, right?

And the next thing you know -
boom! - I end up in hospital.

Whole left side of my body paralysed

and I can't remember
one minute from the next.

Eugh. And what about the fall
out of bed this morning?

Apparently I rolled out of bed.
Forgot I was paralysed.

Ouch.

Crookshank would've
noticed the overlap anyway -

he's the best half we've ever had.

You a Cougars supporter?
Well, I'm a masochist.

(Laughs) Maso... Oh!

(Laughs) Masochist.

(Chuckles) Alright!

Well, the bloods confirm anaemia
and raised inflammatory markers,

so it looks like Julia's
fighting some sort of infection.

OK, and prior admission was

a non-ST segment elevation
myocardial infarction.

Hmm.
Huh.

Hi.

The ECG is normal.

Who treated you
the last time you were here, Julia?

Er, Dr Aldridge.

OK, and what did the echo say?

Um, there wasn't one ordered.
Why not?

Well, apparently the CT angiogram

said that the occlusion of the LAD
was less than 20%.

Put on daily aspirin
and scyphostatin

and released without
further intervention.

So, what's going on?

I think I might go find that out.

Doctor.

We think you have ACS,
so we'll put you on some medication

to help increase the blood flow
and oxygen delivery to your heart.

ACS is acute coronary syndrome.

It's a pretty general term.
It covers a lot of different things.

It's not terribly useful,
I'm afraid.

But don't worry,
we will get to the bottom of it.

You must have
a lot of questions, huh?

Mmm. I do have one.
Yeah?

That doctor. What's his name?

Jack.
Yeah, what did I forget?

Well, your bedside manner maybe.

Give me a break.

Jack, you didn't even
introduce yourself.

Well, she needs a doctor,
not a friend.

(Scoffs)
What? What exactly am I doing wrong?

What? Aside from treating
the disease and not the patient?

Jack.

Do you know anything about her?
Anything at all?

Do you know
she lost her mum last year?

Do you know she's got
one living relative left?

That's an elderly aunt.
She lives in Wagga.

Mm-hm. And what has this
got to do with anything?

Do you know she works at
the supermarket around the corner?

Do you know that she's just been
promoted to Customer Care recently?

OK, I get it.
But she hates it. She's so shy.

I get it.

Workplace stress might have
some sort of triggering factor

but I doubt it's got anything to do
with the underlying cause.

Jack, you're scaring
the hell out of her.

I'm trying to do my job
the best way that I know how, OK?

(Chuckles) Frank's right, you know?

You've spent too much time
with patients

who can't answer you - that's it.

I'm sorry.
What has Frank got to do with this?

Is that why you've been baby-sitting
me the whole morning, hmm?

(Chuckles)

Hey. Jack.

Where are you going?

I'm gonna go and
find out about my patient,

if that's alright with you and Frank.

You look like you're the one
that should be in bed.

Don't worry about me.
We were talking about the football.

Right. Brilliant.
How did we go in the end?

Well, no.

That bad, huh?
Oh.

Missing the rest of the match
might've been a blessing in disguise.

Did we get done by more than 10?
It was a massacre.

No, no. Technically more than 10's
a shellacking, not a massacre.

More than 20.
(Groans) Boys, come on!

You know what, do me a favour,

next time we're talking about
the footy, just lie to me.

Mmm. I'm not sure that's ethical.

Oh, what the hell.
I won't remember anyway.

Yeah.

Dr Aldridge.

Yes?

I just wanted to talk to you about
a patient of yours. Julia Penhope.

More information.
She presented a fortnight ago.

With an atypical
myocardial infarction.

A fortnight ago?
I see 50 patients a week.

Well, this patient is back
in hospital with similar symptoms.

I thought you should know.
I don't think I caught your name.

Jack Quade. From the E.D.

We met when
I was a surgical registrar.

Oh, really? Well, Dr Quade,
thanks for the heads up.

Next time, inform my resident

who will inform the registrar
who will inform me.

Right.

Can I ask why you didn't
perform an echo?

Or a gastroscopy?

I beg your pardon.

The angiogram identified
a partial vessel flow blockage.

Then an echo and a gastroscopy
weren't necessary.

Yet here she is back in hospital.

And I could have performed
a half a dozen other tests too,

wasting resources
this hospital doesn't have to spare

and come up with the same answer.

Well, there's something
we're not seeing.

Oh, really? Based on what?

Your eight years
as a cardiology consultant?

Your 23 as a cardiologist?

Dr Aldridge,
will you please review her?

It's gonna take you five minutes.

Inform my resident who will inform
the registrar who will inform me.

If he deems it necessary.

Unidentified male
found unconscious at the scene.

He's maintaining his own airway

and is responsive
to painful stimuli.

We found him in the laneway
behind Kyeebar train station.

Is he homeless?
No, I don't think so.

Doesn't look like it.

(Groans)

It's OK, mate. You've collapsed.
You're at All Saints Emergency.

No, you need that, mate.
You need it.

You need all that.
No. It's OK.

(Groans)
What have you done to your leg?

Have you had a fall?
I just need to take a look.

No, leave it.
The team are looking after me.

I don't want that.
Well, just indulge us, mate?

Er, Charlotte.

Ah!
Oh.

You met the team, I see.

You know what I like most
about this job?

Whoa. Sorry.
Whoops.

We've gotta stop bumping
into each other like this.

Yeah. Why?

What's going on with you two?

Nothing.
Really?

He's a surgeon.
They flirt with everyone.

He certainly doesn't flirt with me.

This is Eddie Comfort.

He's dehydrated. He's febrile.

And he also has
a bit of a situation with his leg.

So I see.

Have fun with that.
Thank you.

Well, Eddie, you've got
a lot of dead tissue in that wound.

It's gonna have to be removed.

I agree with you there.
Good.

I'd say that he is a prime candidate
for HydroSurgery -

by far the best form
of debridement here.

You two go on and talk
amongst yourselves. Don't mind me.

Er, sorry.

HydroSurgery just means
we'll be using

high-powered pressurised saline.

No, thank you.

No. It's quick, safe.
Totally efficient. Trust me.

If you don't clean out this wound,
your condition will get much worse.

I said no.

I'm looking after this
as nature intended.

They're a team, apparently.

They're looking after the infection.

Well, they're doing
a lousy job of it.

Well, give them time.
Time's up, I'm afraid.

Unless you get
proper medical attention,

you're gonna be
in serious trouble here.

Pfft. Been in serious trouble
all my life.

Well, you've got
far too many maggots in this wound

and they've been in there too long.

By now they'd be eating the
healthy tissue as well as the dead.

Are you saying they've got to go?
Afraid so.

Alright, then.
Good.

Ricky...

..let me know when
you've benched the team.

I can do that for you
if you'd like.

Yep. (Chuckles awkwardly)

And so that's why we'll
be ordering the gastroscopy -

to rule out any underlying
gastrointestinal conditions.

What's that?

That is where we feed a tube
with a tiny camera

into your stomach
to have a look around.

Are you going to cut me open?

No, no, no, no.
Goes down your throat.

Oh. That sounds awful.

Well, you'll have a sedative.

How long will it take?

Takes about one hour.

Oh, no. I can't. I can't do that!

Julia, you don't have a choice.

No - I can't leave her
in the car that long.

Sorry - leave who in the car?

Ellie, my little girl.

Why didn't you bring her
in with you? We...

I didn't think I'd be allowed to.

Of course you'd be allowed.
We'd find someone to look after her.

How old is she?
Five.

Oh, OK. Um, I will
get onto security.

Security? Will they
be wearing uniforms?

Yes.

Oh, she hates uniforms.
She's always going for the postie.

Is Ellie a dog?

Yeah.

You'll still look after her,
won't you?

Who am I - Dr Doolittle?

Oh, you don't want
some poor innocent little dog

to die of dehydration, do you?

No, I don't.
No.

Sometimes we do things to help make
our patients feel more comfortable.

Yes, I'm helping, OK?
So you can spare your lecture.

That's not it, is it?

No. It's a blue Subaru.
That is kind of blue.

That's it there.
Oh!

Hang on, you forgot to ask
what kind of dog it was.

Well, so did you. Honestly.

Anyway, look, dogs -
they're like their owners, OK?

It'll be some nervous
little Chihuahua, some...

(Barks)
Oh, my God! Oh!

Oh!
That's a nervous little Chihuahua.

Well, you're funny.
You deal with it.

No. You're the farm girl. Go.

I didn't farm dogs!
Scary rabid dogs.

Rosie, shh. OK.

(Whistles)

Uh-huh! Hello, little Ellie.

How are ya? Do ya miss ya Mum?

She sent us to look after...
(Barks)

She's fine where she is -
look at her.

Oh, you're a big man, aren't you?
She loves you.

How did this happen?

I got into a turf battle with Claw.

He's a feral cat of my acquaintance.

We both had dibs
on the same dumpster.

Claw had his eye on a chicken
carcass. He thought I wanted it too.

You didn't...?
No. I never touch meat.

What were you doing in a dumpster?

Plenty of other
tasty stuff in there.

I've got a healthier lifestyle
than either of you two, I'll bet.

Yeah, well, we are not the ones
in here with a massive infection.

Yeah, alright. Accidents happen.

Overproduction and over-consumption
are killing this planet.

I only use what others waste.

You're a freegan, right?
If you must put a label on it.

So you don't, like, buy anything?

I won't have any part of it.

Tough way to get by.

You'd be surprised
how much perfectly useable stuff

people throw away.

I do very nicely, thank you.

I'll take your word for it.

Either of you have kids?
Uh-uh.

One day you might.

You ever think about what kind of
future they're going to have?

I think about the future
all the time.

I want a word with you.

You've just had six.

About one of your doctors -
Jack Quade.

Oh, yeah. What's he done now?

He's just bailed me up and
practically accused me of negligence.

The little scamp!

I will not have my competence
questioned by this upstart.

Who would you like it
questioned by, Dick?

Listen, Frank, I am serious.

You get him under control
or I will go to somebody who will.

Mind the door doesn't
hit you on the way out.

Bloody Quade.

Are you OK?
Maggots.

How are you -
you feeling any better?

Yeah. Good, good. Maggots are eugh.

Hey, Jack.
(Cheerily) Yes, Daniel.

What are you so smug about?

Um... Oh, just found
the key to a lady's heart.

A sausage roll and a scratch
behind the ear and they're anyone's.

They're what?
Quade.

What have you got for me?
Don't worry about it.

No. No - what have you got for me?
Give it to me.

That's a simple closed tibial shaft
fracture. It needs to be set.

Any idiot could do it.
Even you, Goldman. Walk with me.

(Groans)

(Sniffs)

Aldridge did a sloppy job.

It's not your place to tell him.
It's a question of protocol.

Protocol? You're lecturing me
on protocol, are you?

I am the only one who can tell him
he's been sloppy to his face.

Oh, and what about getting
the nursing unit manager

to report back on
one of your doctors?

Since when did that
become part of protocol, Frank?

Don't know what you're talking about.
What, you think I'm stupid?

I think your surgeon's ego
is showing.

You can't expect to snap your fingers
and everything to happen around you.

You know, I'm trying
to treat a patient.

And how good a job are you doing?

These tests you say weren't ordered?
Have you done them?

I guess so. So, what are the results?

Normal.
You're no better than Aldridge!

PAGER BEEPS

MONITOR BEEPS

What's happening?

BPs are through the floor. 80 on 50.

I can't breathe.
OK.

There's a rash around the cannula.

Well, I gave her morphine -
adverse reaction?

Yeah - probably.
(Gasps) Please.

OK. The ECG's normal.

I can't breathe.
OK.

We need to give her
100mg of hydrocortisone

in a 500ml bolus of normal saline.

Jack!
What?

(Gasps) Am I going to die?

No. No, you're not.

(Coughs)
What's going on?

I think she's going
into pulmonary edema.

We'll need to get a CPAP
and an echo.

Julia, a CPAP
is a breathing device.

It'll help push
some of the fluid out of your lungs.

You'll feel much better after it.

Oh, can we get onto
cardiology for consult?

I'll do that.

OK. Julia, we are going
to sort this out for you, OK?

Bart, how's the team?
Game over.

So how'd you boys go?
Piece of cake.

(Mimics Mike) Piece of cake.

Eddie's bloods are back.
Mm-hm.

Uh, elevated white cell count.
Hyperkalemic.

If the infection doesn't get him,
the increase in potassium will.

Uh-huh. The sooner
you debride, the better.

He'll need drug cover too.

I'll organise Clindamycin
for the infection

and Resonium
for the potassium levels.

Eddie, we're going to
give you some antibiotics

to combat that infection
in your leg.

No, you're not.
I'm sorry?

No way in the world. Just get out.
If you'd just let me explain...

I'm not going to support
the pharmaceutical companies

by consuming their products.

Don't you think
that's carrying the idea

of rejecting the system
just a little far?

You've got your beliefs,
and I've got mine.

This is serious.

Well, find another way
of treating it.

Eddie, either you take these
antibiotics or you could die.

It's as simple as that.

Then clearly we've got
nothing more to talk about.

Hey, come on, just...
(Shouts) You get your hand off me!

Please yourself.

You can put the names there.
It'll help jog your memory.

Now, the good news is the leg
fracture isn't badly displaced,

so you're not going to
need an operation.

Have we met? Chris.

Dan Goldman.
I'm your nurse, remember?

I'm sorry, mate. I've got this
short-term memory loss thing, and...

It's alright. We know.

So, what I'm going to do now
is put a plaster cast on your leg.

You're going to have to keep that on
for about six to eight weeks.

And you're going to have to
get X-rays at regular intervals.

Make a note.
OK. Yep.

I'm encouraging Chris to write
things down as he goes along.

So, then, when my mates ring up, I
can write down what they say, right?

That's a good idea.
But I still won't remember.

I'll pretend I know what
they're talking about -

that I give a stuff,
but it'll all be an act.

Hey, stop it, Chris.

I'd give my left nut
even just to figure out

who won the Cougars game
the other day.

That's easy. We did.

Cougars.
You're kidding me? that's great.

It is, isn't it?

Excuse us.
80 - 20.

Oh, massacre!
(Laughs)

What?
What do you think you're doing?

I'm putting a plaster cast
on his leg.

You know you can't lie to him, even
about a stupid game of football.

He asked me to.
Well, I don't care.

(Sighs)
Right?

Now, you've got to
tell him the truth.

It doesn't matter how many times
he asks you the same damn question.

Now, you know that.

Don't take the easy way out.

Look, there's nothing easy
for this guy at the moment, OK?

I'm just giving him a little bit of
joy before he goes back to his crap.

Have we met? Chris.

Hey.

I just disposed of the team in the
contaminated waste. Hope that's OK.

What else would you do with them?

I don't know - I think
our friend might prefer

that I took them outside
and set them free.

Well, he's not a Buddhist.
He's a freegan.

He's a sponge.
That's a bit harsh, isn't it?

Well, what would you call it?

You have to admit
there's lots of problems

with the environment these days.

It's just his way
of doing something about it.

Oh, please! He lives
on other people's cast-offs.

That's not doing something.

Are you alright?
Yes.

Why wouldn't I be?

I've never heard you talk
about a patient like this, ever.

Dan's sick.

He's pretending
like it's not happening.

I don't know what to do.

(Sighs)

Can't anybody in this hospital
go through the proper channels?

I could have told your registrar
and he could have told you,

but then why should
he have all the fun?

Do you think we could
do without the sarcasm?

Dr Aldridge is here.

Doctor.
You must be feeling pretty smug.

No. I'm just concerned
for my patient.

We have a large left atrial myxoma
arising from her foramen ovale

obstructing the mitral valve.

You have a tumour on your heart

that's been blocking the valve
that pumps blood around your body.

We're going to have to
operate to get it out.

(Sighs)

You lost something, Homer?

This isn't mine.

Don't we pay you enough?

You've got to rummage around
in other people's bags.

No. I'm trying to help a patient.

What patient?

You know, the one in Resus.
He's refusing treatment.

I'm just looking for a clue
or something from his background

that might change his mind.

By the look of that lot,
you might be dealing with Steptoe.

Who?
Never mind.

Who's that?

That's the patient.
Maybe that's his daughter.

Hmm. Is there an address book
or something?

Uh...no. Doesn't look like it.

What's his last name?
Comfort.

Well, there's not going to be
many of those in the phone book.

Now, Dr Aldridge is...

Well, he's an exceptional surgeon.

I think you'll be fine.

Good luck.

SENTIMENTAL MUSIC

I can probably come
and help you get settled in,

if that's alright with you.

That would be good.

What about my dog?

Ellie - she's fine.
Thank you.

Oh, hello again.
Hi.

We're on patient transfer.
Got a pick-up on the third floor.

Yeah.
Right.

ELEVATOR DINGS

Look, why don't
you two take this one?

I'll grab the next one.
You sure?

Yep. Yeah. Great.

Third floor, you said?
Yeah. Thanks.

See you up there.

Oh, they are so doing it.

Miss Comfort.

Madeline.

Hi. I'm Dr West.

How's Dad?
He's not well.

The main problem is
he's refusing treatment.

What kind of treatment does he need?

Simple antibiotics.

(Sighs) From big
pharmaceutical companies.

We were hoping you might be able
to convince him to take the drugs.

I couldn't convince him
not to leave me when I was 14.

I don't know what chance I'll have.

Does he know you're pregnant?
No. I haven't seen him in 10 years.

It might make a difference.

He was talking about
future generations before.

Dad cares more about the future
than the present. He always has.

If he doesn't agree to the treatment,
he won't have a future.

Is it that serious?
Yeah. It's that serious.

He's this way.

Dad?

Moonbeam!

You look terrible.

You look beautiful.

When are you due?
Couple of weeks.

Magic.

Where are you having it?

"It"!

Him.
Her.

I'm having her at home.

Still your father's girl.

Dad, you've got to
let them treat you.

If you're only here
to get me to take their drugs,

then you can just go home.

Dad, don't do this.

(Sighs) You don't need me.

How do you know what I need?

You've got a place to live,
haven't you?

Yes.

A job at the bank.

Nice bloke to look after you.

Have you been keeping
an eye on me, Dad?

(Sighs)

You think I'd just
leave you and your mother

without making sure you're OK?

Don't you want to
see your granddaughter?

(Chuckles)

Course I do.

Then let them treat you, Dad.

If we debride the wound
and give you the antibiotics

you'll be home well before
Madeline gives birth.

I've never asked you for anything.

But I'm asking you for this.

A man's got his principles,
Moonbeam.

If I give in now, I might
as well say I wasted my life.

I'm sorry.

Moonbeam... Madeline...

Madeline...

BART: Madeline!

Madeline!

We can't give up.
It won't do any good.

Hey.

Don't go.
He obviously cares about you.

Which doesn't mean a thing
if he's dead, does it?

Look, just stay.

Maybe you can get him
to change his mind.

I can't.

I can't watch my dad die.

I'm sorry.

(Gasps) Oh, ow! God! Ow!
Hey!

Are you OK?
Yep.

Oh! (Gasps)

You've gone quiet, Dan.

Have I?

At least around me,
you don't have to worry

about repeating yourself now, do you?

Sorry, mate.
I'm just concentrating.

There! All done.

Great. So what do you reckon, eh?
I should write this one down.

"Leg in cast. Don't freak out!"

(Laughs) Yeah.

Oh, hey.
I've got something to show you.

Do you want to pass me my wallet?

Who do you think that is?

My girlfriend! (Laughs)

Nice!
I know!

That's what I think
every time I look at it.

I think, "Who is this
incredibly hot chick?"

And then someone says,
"It's your girlfriend."

And I think, "Nice!"

Yeah, it's a good
little surprise, huh?

God, how did someone this hot
end up with me, eh?

Yeah, I think I know what you mean.

Are you a lucky bugger too?
Yeah.

(Laughs) Nice.

You like footy?
Yeah.

You like the Cougars?
Yes.

Oh, my God. Are you serious?
That's brilliant!

I'm a team runner. That's how I ended
up here. I collapsed on the field.

No, no. Don't try and talk.

Now, you came through the operation
with flying colours.

They removed all of the tumour,

so you won't get
any more pain in the chest.

If all goes well, you'll be out
of ICU in 48 hours

and back home in a week.

Well, you know, maximum - 10 days.

A week?

If you're worried about Ellie,
don't be.

We'll look after her for you.

But is she...?

She's absolutely fine.
She's out the front right now.

She's gnawing on the biggest bone
that I could find her.

Thank you.

It's what we do.

So...
Mmm?

How's my report looking?

Your what?

I'm assuming you'll report back
to Frank about how I went today.

What are you gonna tell him?

I'll tell him you started off shaky

and you improved slightly...

..as the day went on.

I can live with that.

Everything is fine. It was probably
just a Braxton Hicks contraction.

But I would suggest a follow-up
with your midwife, though.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

Has Dad changed his mind?

No.

Why I imagined he would,
I don't know.

He's never listened
to what I want before.

He doesn't even know I would've gone
with him when he left Mum -

if I was given the choice,
which I wasn't.

Why did they split up?

Oh, they were both radicals,

but Mum wanted to change the system
and Dad wanted to opt out.

In the end, they just couldn't agree
how to live.

So your father moved out?

Yeah.

When I was little,
he looked after me every day.

Mum was at uni and then work.

And there was this stable at the end
of the street where we lived,

and we'd go to get the manure
for the vegie garden.

And those were the best times.

Just me and Dad coming back
with these giant bags of horse crap.

And he'd teach me about the world.

You really love him, don't you?

He's my dad.

Then go back in there.

(Sighs) And bang my head
against the wall?

Yes. If that's what it takes
to make him listen.

He won't listen.

He won't abandon his principles.

What if they're
the wrong principles?

Well, right or wrong, they're his.

I can't take them away from him.

How are you feeling?

Like it's time to get out of here.

At least let the fluids run through.

You may as well. They were
already attached when you got here.

I was just talking with Madeline.

She's a good girl. Always has been.

She's very proud of you, you know?

She understands me.

But I don't.

Are you really willing
to sacrifice everything

for an idea of how
you think things should be?

Australia is an idea.

Peace is an idea.

People are willing to die for them.

If there was a way
that I could get treatment...

..without compromising
everything I believe in...

..then I would.

But there isn't.

So you just need
to let me run my own race.

I'll be right back.

You can't save everybody.

The only way he'll accept treatment
is with a clear conscience.

This is our last shot.

No pun intended.
Then why aren't you doing it?

Because I've been going on at him for
hours about taking the antibiotics.

He won't buy it from me.

You do know how seriously dodgy
this is?

Yeah.

Didn't know you had it in you, Bart.

Well, there's still a few things
you don't know about me, Mike.

I'm starting to get that.
Begin it. Let's go.

Eddie.

Oh. Point of no return, I see.

I said no drugs.

Take it away.

Well, I could do that,

but then, this powerful antibiotic
would just go to waste.

I've already drawn it up, you see.

So, um, if you don't use it,
then we just have to throw it away.

(Sighs)

Give it to someone else.

Well, I'm afraid
it doesn't quite work like that.

I didn't ask for it.

I didn't want it.

And yet, here it is.

Just for you.

Of course, if you don't take it,
then into the bin it goes.

But if you do take it,
then not only will you feel better,

but in a few weeks time

you'll be able
to hold your grandchild.

It's, uh...

It's up to you.

Now, I've got you booked in

for your first radiology appointment
this Thursday.

Have we met? Chris!

Dan. I'm your nurse.
I've been looking after you.

Check your notebook. You've got it
written down in there.

Oh, OK. Let me have a look.

Um, right. There you are. "Dan."

Yep.
(Laughs) My nurse!

Mm-hm.
Sorry, mate.

I've got a problem with my memory.
Really?

Do you want to see something funny?
Here we go.

Can you just pass me my wallet?

Just to prove that memory loss
isn't all that bad.

As I was saying, your first
radiology appointment's on Thursday.

(Laughs) Who do you think that is?
Your girlfriend.

Do you know her?
No.

But I've seen that photo
about 10 times.

10 times.

Sorry, mate.
It's just wearing a bit thin.

It's all the same thing over
and over and over again.

It's crazy!
Yeah.

I'm sorry, man.

I don't even know who she is.

It's your girlfriend.

How do I know she's my girlfriend?

Huh?
Huh?

How do I know
she's my girlfriend?

How do I know someone hasn't
put this in as a cruel joke?

Convince me some gorgeous girl
is in love with me?

Look, mate...

I can't have a conversation
with someone,

because five minutes in,
I dunno what I'm talking about.

I can't drive anywhere
because I dunno how to get back.

Mate, come on.

My life is like being

the only person in the room
who doesn't get the joke.

And the worst thing is,
I've done nothing wrong, OK?

I don't take any drugs,
I don't take alcohol, right?

I eat properly, I exercise. I mean,
why is this happening to me, Dan?

No one can answer...
Oh, come on, Dan!

Why is this happening to me?

Because the world's not a nice place!

You're kidding yourself
if you think that it is.

That's why it's happening to you!
And what's happening here?

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

What's going on?
Oh, a patient having a moment.

That was all.
Yeah?

It sounded like more than
a patient having a moment.

He got pushed too far. He reacted.
It all, you know... What?

Who was doing the pushing?

(Sighs) Does it matter who?
Yeah.

If it was you, it does.

Baby, you are not well.
You need to go and get a check-up.

Oh? And what's that gonna tell us?

It will tell us
what we're up against.

Well, maybe I don't want to know.
Maybe...this is better, you know?

If these are the symptoms
of Hep C kicking in,

then what can I do about it?

A million things, OK?

You can start thinking
about treatment options,

you can have a look at your diet.

Oh, God.
Come on - don't!

Don't nag me, OK, just...

I'm not nagging you,
I'm just worried about you.

Well, you don't have to be.
Well, tough luck, because I am.

Look, I didn't ask you to sign on
for this, OK? You chose this.

So if you want out, then...

I don't blame you for getting Hep C,

so don't you dare blame me
for loving you.

Sort it out.

I don't want to be with someone
who's gonna self-destruct.

Well, you must've known it would
take time for Jack to adjust.

What were you expecting?

Well, that he'd introduce himself
to his patients, for starters.

Give him a chance.

Well? Well?
Well, what?

Report.
(Sighs)

What do you want me to say, Frank?
That he fought for his patient?

That he solved the case,
that he followed up with her in ICU?

Is that what you want to hear?
Mmm, something along those lines.

He's a good doctor.

Is he good enough to work with us?

Yes, he's good enough
to work with us.

So you won't have
any problems working with him?

No.

Is that what this is about?
Um...

Who exactly is on trial
here today, Frank? Me or Jack?

Well, I...I had to see
if you could work with him.

He is replacing Steve, after all.

Steve is long gone.
He's gone from this hospital.

He's gone from my life. I will thank
you not to mention his name again.

OK?

I called Madeline.

She's really happy about you
agreeing to the treatment.

She asked if it was alright
to come and see you.

I'd love her to.

Right, let's get this show
on the road.

Get you settled upstairs,

then we can start
to talk about HydroSurgery, hey?

We can, can we?

Yeah, well, it's only salt
and water, you know?

There may be some grounds
for negotiation.

Good. Are you coming, Bart?
Yeah, absolutely.

I'll get the nurses upstairs
to call Eddie's daughter, OK?

Alright, call her yourself.

Thank you!

So who's idea was it
to play me like that?

Um...
His, right?

Yeah.
Smart kid.

He is that.

So how did you go today?

Yeah, I survived.
Mmm?

It's not easy after being away
for so long, is it?

No, it's not.

Well, you know, at least Frank
trusted you with difficult patients.

You know, I spent my first few weeks
in triage.

Ah! It was you that did this basket.

These caramel kisses
are sensational!

(Laughs)

Hey! You seen Dan?

Nope.
Is he still sick?

Yes, he is.

Thanks for asking.

I'll leave you guys to it.

I'm sorry.

I know this isn't the flu.

I'm so scared.

I mean, if this really is
the virus kicking in, then...

Then we're gonna deal with it.

Whatever happens,
we're gonna deal with it.

Yeah?
Yeah.

POUNDING AT DOOR

POUNDING AT DOOR

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hang on.

Hey, Steve. What's wrong?

I decided to give up drinking.

I can't do it on my own, Gabby.

Will you help me, please?