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"Trouble" by Ray LaMontagne...

Hurry up.

♪ Trouble

- ♪ Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble ♪
- Come on.

♪ Trouble been doggin' my soul

♪ Since the day I was born

- Oh my God. Come on.
- ♪ Worry

♪ Worry, worry, worry, worry

Okay, that's enough.
Let's open her up again.

I'm not gonna let you do that.

And how exactly are you going
to stop me, sister?

- Swabs go missing all the time?
- Well, find it.

I'm not telling you how to do
your job doctor,

but if we can't find
this swab, she...

I'm sorry, I thought you weren't
telling me how to do my job.

Okay, everybody can you
just check in your shoes

just in case
it's fallen in there.

Um, hi. How are you doing?

Um, as you've probably gathered,

we can't find one of the swabs
that we used in the cesarean

so we're going to have
to check that it isn't

that we haven't left
it sort of inside you.

Sort of inside me?

Sort of totally
inside you, yeah.

- And it won't dissolve?
- It would, yes.

Um, slowly though.
Over the next six or 7000 years.

Um. Yeah. Sorry.

Okay. Um, scissors.

Blunt forceps.

Look what I found!

You thieving little fucker.

Apologies, Tracy.

And apologies, Dad.

♪ Trouble

♪ Oh, trouble, trouble,
trouble, trouble ♪

♪ Feels like every time
I get back on my feet ♪

♪ She come around
and knock me down again ♪

Is everything okay?
What's going on?

Everything's fine, thanks,
random man who works here.

No,
I meant with the baby in five.

I'm the doctor
who delivered him.

So is he, um, is he okay?

No. If you remember
you misdiagnosed his mother,

so he was delivered
about 15 weeks too early.

No, I meant with the um,
was the lumbar puncture normal?

- Did you repeat the bloods?
- You've done your bit, mate.

We doing ours now.

Still here?

I was just checking something...

You know, we all make mistakes.

Doesn't mean
that we're bad at our jobs.

We learn from them.
They what makes us better.

All right, Gandhi,
it was a fucking lost swab.

Not there. Instead,
you're visiting him in there.

Anyway, get out of here.

You should of been home,
what, six hours ago.

Swabit Dinero.

What? Um...

I would of gone
with Swabit Downey Jr.

Yeah,
Julian said that one, so...

Harry, what the fuck
are you doing?

The door's broken.

- Won't open key... key's broken.
- What?

For God sake, come on.

You've got some...
food on your face.

That's probably placenta.

Hurry up.

How was work?

Fine thanks. In now, bed.

Um...

Ah-uh. That's my wallet.

Harry...

Kiss me.

Harry! Okay, okay.

"Music When the Lights Go Out
"by The Libertines...

♪ Is it cruel or kind

♪ Not to speak my mind

♪ And to lie to you

♪ Rather than hurt you

♪ Well,
I'll confess all of my sins ♪

♪ After several large gins

♪ But still I'll
hide from you ♪

♪ Hide what's inside from you

♪ And alarm bells ring

♪ When you say
your heart still sings ♪

♪ When you're with me

♪ Oh won't
you please forgive me ♪

♪ I no longer hear the music

♪ Oh no no no no no

♪ And all the memories
of the pubs ♪

♪ And the clubs
and the drugs and the tubs ♪

♪ Well I no longer
hear the music... ♪

♪ Well I no longer
hear the music... ♪

Shit. Sorry. Did I wake you?

- What are you doing?
- Knitting.

Should make you a cocoa
before you head off to bridge?

Harry.

Harry, stop.

You're gonna
make me late for work.

So I am.

Is this shirt okay?

Assuming that's a jumper
you over.

I shouldn't be back
too late tonight.

Good. Greg and Emma
will be here at seven.

Make sure you back by then.

Having said that these things
are fluid aren't they?

You never know when you'll be
called for an emergency.

It's not that bad.

Compared to who? Idi Amin?

You know it's probably
about time you stop telling him

how much you hate her.

They're getting married.

She's having his baby.

It'd be nice.
We doing fajitas

It doesn't have to be fajitas.

You look like you haven't slept.

No. I need to cut sleeping out.

It's an unnecessary
distraction from these exams.

- When are they?
- A few weeks.

And I have done, uh,

a quarter of anatomy.
So that's what a leg.

Um, I haven't even started on
embryology or biochemistry,

and I'm on call
with Adam in 10 minutes.

I don't want
to sound like your mom.

What?
I should be married by now?

Look, tell Adam, he can
do it on his own for once.

And he's taking all day the way
he's acting at the moment.

He's doing biopsies on every
freckle on a patient's ass.

Just in case it's some rare case
of Japanese men in a city.

And, ah...

Just one more night
and I've got a few days off.

Yeah, ah, I don't know
what I'm going to do,

I'd be nice for AJ.

To see her mom for a change.

Tracy.

Come on, put your GCSE
biology down, we got work to do.

Why don't you be a brave boy
and go down on your own?

Excuse me?

I'm sure Shruti
would like a little bit

- more time with a textbook.
- Yeah.

And I'd like 85 million pounds
and a 10-inch cock but you know,

can't win them all.

Come on. Swab Marley.

Okay, fine.

Come up to Gynae in two hours.

But I'm going to test
you afterwards.

And I want you to know all of
head, shoulders, knees and toes.

First and chorus.

No, honestly,
I'm sure it's nothing.

She's always playing
things down.

You think
I'm dying every time I fart.

Her head could be hanging off
and she'd refuse an aspirin.

- Maybe you should...
- Can I put a hand on your tummy?

- How cold are they?
- A bit.

It's good.

It means they've just been
inside another patient then.

It means they haven't been
inside a living patient.

All right. How bad's the pain
on a scale of zero to 10,

where zero is no pain at all

and 10 is sawing
your own leg off?

Or listening to Michael Bublé.

Let's say three.

Chopping chilies
and rubbing your eyes.

See what I mean,
that's clearly an eight.

Now lift your top up.

Oh, fucking Christ.

I'm fine.

Right.

I do think there might
be something going on.

Wait, you know what it is,
I had a kebab last night.

It literally looked
like Hagrid's cock.

And there's a condition
called a ovarian torsion

where the ovary gets twisted
around in itself.

I want to admit you to the ward,

get you unstitched as soon as
we can and have a look inside.

AN operation?

Are you serious? It's nothing.

I don't think
it's nothing.

Listen to the doctor.

He wouldn't operate
if he wasn't certain.

Are you certain then,
about 100%?

- Well...
- Oh look, he ain't.

- Come on let's go.
- ...nothing in medicine is 100%.

But if you go home, that would
be against my firm advice

and you risk making this
a lot worse and losing an ovary.

- Or worse.
- Ruth.

If you need an overnight bag,
maybe your friend can pop home

and get some stuff for you.

Not friends.

- Enemies?
- Civil partners.

Oh, goodness. Um.
I didn't mean...

You don't have
a problem with that?

No, no, no, no.

Baby, don't pick
a fight with the person

- who's trying to save your life.
- So he claims.

Um.

Good. Um. Okay,
I'll see you up on the ward.

Let's get her down to Gynae.

He's talking bullshit.
He's taking the piss.

Is that
a mattress suture, Mr. Lockhart?

- Yes.
- It's very elegant.

My rectum is clean enough
already thank you, Julian.

Um, Mr. Lockhart.
There's a patient on the ward.

I think we should operate
on smartish.

If you don't mind
ticking the old box.

Let's hear it then?

I never knew you were
such a good ventriloquist,

-Mr Lockhart
-Boys.

Um, patients 26 years old.
I've just admitted her from A&E

with acute abdominal pain
and nausea,

negative pregnancy test.

She's in significant pain
when I examined her,

all pointing
to ovarian torsion...

- Ultrasound.
- ...A&E did an ultrasound

which was normal, but obviously
that doesn't exclude...

Do you normally operate
on patients with period pains?

It's really not period pains.

Look. We're pleased
you're being cautious.

I'd be cautious to if I nearly
killed one of my patients

- at your stage.
- We're at the same stage Julian.

Oh, sorry. Is that a typo where
it says "Acting Registrar."

I think what Julian is trying
to say in his own special way

is that we leave surgery
as a last resort.

Operative risks.

I know what operative risks are.

Can we just CT...

I could just CT every
patient in the hospital

if you're totally determined
to bankrupt the place.

Common things are common, Adam.

If you hear
hooves clip clopping

outside of your bedroom window,
it could be a Zebra

but realistically,
it's going to be a horse.

Home. Now...

What if it is ovarian torsion?

Send her home.
There's a good boy.

Oi, doctor.

Don't rush or anything,
fellow, I'm fine.

What time you cutting
me open then?

Um. We've decided in fact to not
operate but to send you...

...here.

To send you here and see
how you get on overnight.

Luckily, my female
sexual partner is just

fetching some stuff for me.

I didn't mean
to be insensitive before.

- I'm gay too actually.
- Really?

It sounds like you've never
said that before.

Uh. Well, I will, um,
pop back in the morning

and see how you're doing.

- Who's up first then?
- Um.

The MOB in bed 17.

- MOB?
- Miserable old bag.

Is that a good one?

You can't just make them up.

Can I see
Mrs. Winnicka's bloods?

They were normal.

Yeah.

One sec.

Perhaps had a chest pain.

Why have you done this?

What?

Welded a laptop
to a Zimmer frame.

No, they've replaced
all the ward computers

with computers on wheels.

Of course they fucking have.

Turn it on then.

I need to plug it in.

Battery only
lasts like a minute.

If this thing was any more
useless, you'd be out of a job.

Look at that. Normal.

Hang on.

Yeah. Yeah, it's normal.

Okay, let's go and see her
and bring your new toy.

Christ.

It can be a lonely
place in hospital,

if you've got no friends
or family visiting.

Morning Mrs. Winnicka.

Why you bought me this one.
I prefer Dr. Julian.

Lovely and tall.

Or if you're a total bitch.

Well, it's you're stuck with me,
I'm afraid. Horrible and short.

So anymore of that pain
in the chest since last night?

- Why do you care.
- Because it reflects very badly

on me if you die.

- Nobody cares if I die.
- Oh, I don't know.

The lion in the wardrobe
will probably miss you.

Anymore that pain
in the chest then?

- No, no more of that.
- That's good.

Let's get the cardiology doctors
to review you

just to be on the safe side.

Shruti, can you arrange that,
please?

Really?

We've had no positive
test results. I don't think...

I mean, yeah, of course.

Th... That's fine. Yes.

Ah.

How are you doing?

You're a doctor.

Not doing your
bloody job for you.

Who's this handsome man?

Can we expect a visit?

A hell of a job digging him up.

Oh, God. Sorry.

What about the lovely
strapping boys next to him?

If they're dead as well,
it'd be easier if I just

- joined them.
- This one?

Busy with work.

That one hasn't thought
of an excuse yet.

Well, hopefully you'll be out
of here before too long.

It's already too long.
So loud in here.

The woman in that bed stinks.

Can't even get
a whiskey at night.

I'm sorry.

Very good at being sorry,
aren't you?

Okay, well, it's lovely
talking to you. Mrs. W.

We'll see you tomorrow.

You okay?

My S.H.O is pretty
insubordinate

but other than that...

They gonna stop
accepting more referrals

if I keep approving
the unnecessary ones.

Ah, but you see this is
the necessary one

because I asked for it.

Hey. Do me favor.

Get me a bottle of whiskey

for Mrs. Winnicka.

Can she go home today?

Well, not alive.

Ah, that patient you've
admitted from A&E,

- how long she likely to be here?
- We're monitoring her overnight

with a view to operating
in the morning.

And you've discussed
this with your consultant?

Obviously, otherwise she
wouldn't be here, would she?

Hi, Mom.
Listen, can I call you tomorrow?

No, I can't tonight. I'm having
dinner with Greg and Emma.

Yeah, just the three of us.

I know you hoped
I'd marry Helen, Mommy.

You've mentioned it every 40
minutes for the last five years.

Can we talk about
something else?

Not that. Right look,
I'm going. Bye.

Sorry.

Oh no, no, this isn't for me.
It's from my boss.

No, he's gonna give it
to one of the patients.

So that's the antibiotic

for the infection.

I got everyone
so worried before.

And that one is,

no, I don't know
what that one is, sorry.

No, that one's the... yes,
that one's the antibiotic.

I'm more of a cesarean section
kind of guy, to be honest.

I really did try
my best for you.

You believe me?

Right?

♪ This is gonna bruise

♪ Bruise you and confuse you

♪ This is really getting smart

♪ This is gonna
break your heart ♪

♪ But you got to keep going

♪ Ignore the cracks
that are showing ♪

♪ Cause somethings you can't... ♪

Bollocks.

Shit.

Come on. Shit.

Fuck!

Ah, Greg.

You coming in or are you
just practicing your beeping?

Hey Adam.

Um, I'll see you inside.

I'm just gonna lock up.

Oh, I have missed
watching you lock up.

It's like watching
Tower Bridge open up.

Oh and he's off, Dr. Kay
representing Great Britain...

Oh the window;
Which came out in one.

He's lost valuable seconds on
the walk around but

can he make it up on
the inside doorknob?

Yeah, and now it's all play
for on the window shuffle.

And now Kay's opted
for a right-hand shuffle.

That's beautiful.

How was the work?

Same shit different vagina.

Emma was saying she
hasn't seen you for ages.

Yeah.

It's been lovely.

Behave.

You do know no one's gonna
steal that, right?

What were you thinking?

How did this patient possibly
warrant a cardiology referral?

I'm really sorry. I didn't
mean to waste your time.

You really think
that's good enough.

I got a ward full of patients
with actual heart issues.

And her pain was
clearly non-cardiac.

She had a normal ECG,
and normal bloods.

A 10-year-old could
of told you that.

I'm so sorry.

What would your registrar say
if they knew you had done this?

Well, actually, I, um, I, I.

- All I can do is apologize.
- What's your name?

Shruti...

...Achariya.

I'll be writing to your
consultant, Shruti Achariya.

Oh,
I just need a holiday.

I can't remember the last time
you've been in the country

for two months straight,
let alone three.

We all need to hit of sun,
don't we?

Greg wants us to go back
to Barbados, but...

I'm worried that's what
everyone does at Christmas...

Ah, God, yeah.

If I have to spend one more
Christmas in Barbados,

I'm just gonna...

Have you guys heard
Adams Degloving story?

- No, I don't think so.
- Oh. You will love it.

Go on?

So Degloving is when
the skin gets torn

from the underlying structures.

Like when a motorcyclist flies
off his bike and his hand goes...

- Do we have to?
- We certainly do.

So. There's this 18-year-old
guy, he's out celebrating his

A-level results
and he finds himself dancing

on the roof of a bus shelter.

And to get down to ground level,
he slides down a lamppost,

koala bear style.

Unfortunately, he's misjudged

the texture of the lamppost
and he finds himself in A&E

with severe grazing
to both hands.

And a complete degloving
of his penis.

- God.
- So what did it look like?

It was far and away the worst
penis I've ever seen.

He's seen a lot of penises

- Professionally, of course.
- What did it look like?

It was like a bit of spaghetti.

- Can we stop?
- Smeared in tomato sauce?

- We are eating.
- Will it grow back?

- What, like an octopus?
- Gregory, enough.

- Well, maybe.
- Gregory, enough.

Please.

So how are the renovations
coming along?

Oh my God. You know what
it's like digging a basement.

Not really. I think our
landlord might complain.

And the downstairs neighbors.

Loads of mess,
loads of stress, loads of noise.

If we get let down
by one more marbler,

I think I'm going to go spare.

Oh, um, I saw your mom
at John Lewis last week.

Oh, God. I'm sorry.

I hid behind a mannequin.

I wouldn't recognize your mom
if I bumped into her

- in John Lewis.
- Yeah, you would.

The room gets about
10 degrees colder.

- Um, margaritas.
- Yes, please.

Thank you.

Whoopsie. No.

Oh, go on.
It will loosen you up.

Sorry, of course.
More lemonade?

That would be lovely.
Yeah.

Ah, there's no champagne for me
at the wedding, alas!

Such a shame.

Little munchkins
causing us trouble already.

No champagne for Mommy.

So how many weeks
are you now?

Twenty-one.

Exciting. I'm gonna say what,
halfway there.

You do listen.

And is it a boy or girl?

- Yeah.
- We chose not to find out.

Yeah, there are just so few
surprises left and...

Wouldn't it be funny if Adam
ended up delivering you.

Over my dead body.

Statistically, at least half
my patients live actually.

We're gonna play it safe
and go private.

And, um, is everything
going well so far?

Yeah. We had
the 20-week scan last week...

We had the 5-D scan.

Wow. So when you go private,

they discover two
extra dimensions.

Look.

So.

How does that look to you?

Yeah.

She looks perfect.

She?!

What
the fuck's gotten into you?

What's that supposed to mean?

You do know you really
upset them.

Oh yeah.

I feel really terrible for Greg.

- His perfect little life.
- You're jealous of him?

Is that what this is about? He's
cosplaying as a 50-year-old.

Rubbing my face in it
with that big house

and fancy wedding
and car that works.

- Go get a job in the city then.
- It's not what I mean.

They're just so...

settled and...

normal.

If normal so important to you,
why have you ruined

the first evening we've
had together in fortnight?

Haven't normal couples
met each other's parents?

Fine! Next time we're
in Transylvania.

Adam.

What's going on?

Nothing!

I'm going to bed.
An early start.

- I'll be back seven-ish.
- Going out tonight.

I don't mean to load
all this on you,

but can you hurry up
and get better, please?

I think it will be good
for both of us.

I'm actually good at my job.

Most of the time.

Anyway, you don't want
to hear all this. It's just...

You just focus on
learning how to blink.

Ah, Dr. Adam.

Doctor, have you met
my sister Paula?

Oh no. Hello.
Lovely to meet you.

Hello, darling.

I've missed you so much.

And the antibiotics
are starting to work,

so that's bit of good news.

Yes, and they weighed him
again last night

and he's nearly two stones.
So...

Two pounds?

I think, I think it was stone.

Oh, I actually...

got something for you.

Oh, that is so kind of you.

They must of cost you a fortune.

I, I knitted them.

They're so too.

Hopefully.

Look what doctor made.

I love you so much.

Mommy loves you so, so much.

I don't know how it's got
so stuck up there,

it most of turned around
by itself.

I must've been sitting on some
kind of ledge or something.

And there's no way
you can tell me what it is?

Oh, no, no, no. I want it
to be a surprise for Carl.

We're always
surprising each other.

Yeah, it'd cut us time

if he didn't have
such stubby fingers.

It's same with me whole family
you know, practically toes.

Right.

Let's, ah,
have a look, shall we.

What you reckon?

Bottle of Pernod, gear stick
from a Vauxhall Corsa,

selection of baklava.

That's 10 points to anyone
who guessed Kinder egg.

Right. Ah-uh.

Wait, hang on.
Whoa, whoa, don't throw it away.

Carl, open it.

Oh. Uh, okay.

Carl Morken,

will you marry me?

Say yes, mate. If that's what
she does with a Kinder egg,

God knows what she'd
do to you if you say no.

Of course, I will, Taz.

Come here.

Congratulations.

This is so her, doctor.
This is so you.

Doc, before you go, will you,

will you take a picture of us,
please? I...

I can't. My thumbs
won't reach the buttons.

Of course.

Here.

Thank you so much.

I'm the luckiest man
in the world.

Congratulations again.

Thank you.

Always with your nose in a book.

Oh, you probably
haven't got there yet.

Your nose is the pointy bit
on the front you face.

Did cardiology
see Mrs. Winnicka?

Hmm-mmm. They were satisfied
that nothing was going on.

Great.
See no one minds being asked.

Come on.

- What do you want?
- Um, we're the doctors.

I know who you are.
It's not what I asked.

- Anymore of that chest pain?
- No.

That's good.

Um. You didn't fancy a nightcap?

No. Of course not.

Jack Daniels tastes
like cats piss.

Well they were fresh out
of

Piss off.

See you tomorrow Mrs. W.

Anything you'd like to tell me?

Um. Fuck off.

Imagine my surprise when Benilda
informed me that the patient

with period pains was still
on the ward this morning.

I instructed you
to send her home.

I really don't think you should
be ignoring her symptom.

And I really don't think
you should be

ignoring me and Mr. Lockhart.

Who isn't pleased about this,
by the way.

Did he tell you that when
you put an apple

- on his desk this morning?
- Grow up, Adam.

Can't we just leave her in
another night for observation?

- Trust me, she's really...
- No one trusts you.

I sent her home.

You discharged one patient
when you shouldn't have,

that doesn't mean you should
keep every other patient

in here forever.

You're lucky to have
Adam to learn from.

Don't do what he does.

Hi, it's Adam.

Well, give her bloody
paracetamol then.

Hey man, do me a favor?

Give me one of those.

Fuck!

Ruth! Ruth! Wait.

Get me a spine
emergency theater now.

Ovarian Torsion start and ready.

Yeah, that's the one. What?

I don't give a shit
what Julian said.

Okay. In.

A hundred percent sure. Hmm-mm.

Or 50% sure. And it
is not an ovarian torsion,

while I'm in theaters,
I can always perform

an emergency
cutting my own head off.

Ah, hospital number,

eight, seven, four, four,
three, five, two.

Yeah, great. Thank you so much.

Thank you. Okay, bye.

Grasper. Please.

Place your bets.

Shit.

- It's bloody normal.
- Is that good?

Well, it's all right for her.
Fuck.

If you wouldn't mind watching
your language

in theater, please, doctor.

Sorry, sister.

Fuck. Jesus fucking
H. Fucking Christ.

Right, well here's
some revision for you.

This is what perfectly normal
pelvic anatomy looks like.

Oh, and here they are,
great, right on cue.

Get out of theater, Adam.

Shruti, you did
the right thing calling me.

All right. Scrub in
and get this closed up.

Camera off. Bugger off.
I'll deal with you afterwards.

Oh, hold on.

There's some free fluid
in the abdomen,

something's going on.

Julian, grab me a pair
of size eights.

Thank you God
I don't believe in.

I'm sorry about
the mild blasphemy

just before.

- Out of the way.
- Yes, sorry.

Ah, well there's your answer.

You can't
pedunculate that ovary.

See how vascular
it is on the surface?

It's been twisting back
and forth on its own.

She must been in a right state.

Good spot, young man.

Thank you.

I think we can have a decent
swing at saving this.

You ever done
a nephropexy before?

- Ah, no.
- Yeah, I've done it for you

if you want me to walk him
through it?

Thank you very much, Julian,

but I suspect we'll
be fine without you.

Thank you, Julian.

- Adam?
- Yes, Mr. Lockhart?

Put another port in, um...

Try not to get the bowel.

All right. We did it.

You don't wanna go
the other way, do you?

It's a great honor,
Mr. Lockhart.

Please.

Right, you're done. I think.
You're happy?

- Are you?
- Well I'm happy

but it's not my ovary.

Thank you for taking the time,
I deeply appreciate.

All right. Come on.
We can't be here all day.

- There we are.
- Pop by my office

in half an hour.

You've got a little something
I'd like to talk to you about.

Okay, thank you, Mr. Lock...

What are you staring at?

Adam, I'm really sorry.

What about? You grassed me out,

or you didn't trust me
or that you were wrong?

It wasn't like that, you don't
understand, I was completely...

I know exactly
what you're doing.

Looking after number one.

I was looking out
for the patient

while you were in your mad
paranoid fishing trip.

And it's been
like that ever since

you missed that preeclamptic.

You got one thing right today.
Sure.

I've got that on my record now

because of you
and your crazy referrals.

I'm sorry, I'm just tired.

I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have said that.
Friends?

Colleagues.

Friends.

I'm actually free tonight

if you want someone to test you
on all of that stuff.

Seriously, would you mind?

- Because none of it's going in.
- Sure.

I forget that there
was a time when ah,

I didn't know all
of this stuff either.

I think I was seven.

Mr. Lockhart wants to
give me a pat on the back.

Um. So I'll come
and grab you when I'm done.

I've got a 10-year-old bottle
of Cactus we can crack open.

Yeah?

Hey.

Lovely work there, Kay.

You're good little doctor,
aren't you?

Sounds a bit like I might
need a blighted character,

but I'll take it.

Well, I've um,

I've been trained
by the very best.

- Did you study in London?
- Ah, sure did. Yeah.

I'm third generation.

- Ah, you got any kids?
- Ah, no.

Married?

No.

I'm in a long-term relationship.

What does your girlfriend do?

Actually, um, graphic design.

That's sweet.

- Do you know what these are?
- I'm gonna go with babies.

I ask every mom I deliver
to give me a picture.

That's the first case of

twin to twin transfusion
syndrome I looked after.

- Internal Podalic version.
- That's really wonderful.

Oh this one's outside
a fondue station in Val d'Isere.

A lot of crap in this job so ah,

it's nice holding onto the good
things when they happen.

Hmm-mmm. Van Hagen.

The preeclamptic 25-weeker
from a couple of weeks back.

Yeah. A bit of bad news
I'm afraid.

The mom's launched a complaint.

You'll be getting
the paperwork through in a bit,

I just wanted to give
you the heads up

so you can start writing
a statement, all that business.

Oh, cheer up.

You're not gonna lose your job,

it just might make it harder
to get the next one.

Well don't let me
stop you from pissing off,

so I can go home.

- Shut the door.
- Bye.

"Everything I Am Is Yours"
by Villagers...

♪ I am just a man

♪ Tipping on the wire

♪ Tight rope walking fool

♪ Balanced on desire

♪ I can not control

♪ These ever changing ways

♪ So how can I be sure

♪ The feeling will remain

♪ It'll always change

♪ But everything I am,

♪ is yours

♪ Everything I am,

♪ is yours

♪ Find it hard to say

♪ What's going on inside...

I thought you said you're
gonna be out tonight?

I realized I'd rather be in.

All this is teaching me
is that famous people

are the same as normal people.
Just much more boring.

You could hardly describe half
these people as famous.

How was work?

It was fine, yeah.

You know we've been
going out for two years.

Really?

God, it feels longer.

Feels like 10.

Maybe it is 10
in straight years.

Do you think?

I know when something's up.

There is something, right?

Harry.

Yeah?

Will you marry me?

No.

Theme music...

♪ This is gonna bruise

♪ Bruise you and confuse you

♪ This is really getting smart

♪ This is gonna
break your heart ♪

♪ Cause somethings
you can't fix ♪

♪ No matter how
hard you work at it ♪