All language subtitles for Doctor Doctor s01e06 Golden Harvest.eng

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HUGH: I am great surgeon.

Just ask the 1,017 people

walking around out there
because of me.

Champagne, champagne, champagne!

Oh, shit. Shit. Shit.
Shit. Shit. Help here!

MAN: You'll be placed on
the Impaired Registrants List.

You're banned
from surgical practice.

MAN 2: We'd like you to serve
your year of atonement

as a general practitioner
in the town of Whyhope.

So generous of you
to use your sabbatical

to help our local community.

Yeah, I guess it is big of me.

Can I Instagram you
for your arrival?

You are on
the Impaired Registrant List.

No-one, of course, knows that,
except for me and the board.

You have really lovely eyes.

All the better to see
through your bullshit.

- Can't you go somewhere else?
- Worried you'll fall for me?

There's absolutely nothing
there. You're my ex.

- You're a dad, you know.
- What?

- Ajax. He's yours.
- Ajax is my son?

- (GROANS IN PAIN)
- Charlie? Charlie!

You have an early pregnancy,
but the embryo is stuck

in one of your fallopian tubes
and it's ruptured.

- We're gonna have to operate.
- Charlie, I'm so pleased.

- A baby!
- It's a burst fallopian tube.

You gotta prepare the pan
before the perfect pancake.

I've been googling
that women die from this shit.

Yeah, well, not today.

You chose the right brother.

You and Matt will make
great parents.

And you will make
the classic reprobate uncle.

I'll do my best.

PENNY: Nice work back there.

I won't tell anyone
you're a natural.

HUGH: You lied to me.

I prefer 'gentle embellishment'.

You know I'm a surgeon,
not a midwife.

That's what country doctors do,
and that's what you are now.

Can we please get back
to civilisation?

(COW MOOS)

HUGH: Can I interest you
in a beer?

Sure. Why not?

Ooh, look at that.
A $6,000 watch.

Did you steal that?

What? It's mine. I'm giving it
to Ajax for his birthday.

- Have you met your brother?
- He's gonna love it.

He's a bush boy, not a pimp.

What would you give an armed
religious psychopath then?

- Not that.
- Right.

Helpful.

- (VEHICLE APPROACHES)
- (SIREN WAILS)

- Is that...
- Ah, nope.

Yes, it is.

All you hear is the call
of a smooth golden ale.

- We better follow them.
- Malty aroma.

- Fruity hops.
- It will end up with us anyway.

PENNY: Hey. Jill.

Oh, Penny.
Um, his name's Gary Hardy.

He's taken a big hit
from that guy.

- I've got a faint pulse.
- PENNY: Keep his neck still.

Gary, can you hear me, mate?
Gary?

He's suffered
a major head trauma.

We need to get him
to Sydney tonight.

We need to assess him at
the hospital before an airlift.

- No, that might be too late.
- He's unresponsive.

(SIGHS)

(MONITOR PIPS)

- Checking vitals.
- They're stable. The plane?

On stand-by, but it doesn't
look good to me.

- Well, I'm an optimist.
- You should be a realist.

I suspect severe
intracranial bleeding.

The radiologist just called.
The CT results are ready.

- Thanks, Aoife.
- Fingers crossed for our FIFO.

Don't do anything
until I get back.

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

(UNLOCKS PHONE)

(BEEP!)

(OTHER PHONE RINGS)

WOMAN: Surgery,
how can I help you?

- Dr Nicholas, please. Surgeon.
- Your name?

- Dr Knight.
- Please hold.

You're gonna have to give me
something, brother.

Step it up. A blink.

- A swallow.
- Rita speaking.

Don't hang up. It's Hugh.

- Knight.
- What do you want?

What would it take for you to
accept a critical head trauma?

- Are you kidding me?
- Rita, please.

Of course I'd help
a critical patient,

but I'm not on acute trauma
call anymore.

Look, I'm sorry I didn't call
you after that night where we...

- (CALL DISCONNECTS)
- Fuck it!

Who was that?

- No-one.
- Better not be.

- Is that it?
- Subarachnoid haemorrhage.

Grade 5. See the cloud
on his brain?

(EXHALES HEAVILY) I see it.

It's a catastrophic
brain injury.

He's dead.

We have to redo
the clinical tests, but yes.

Sorry, buddy.

Better check on
the other idiots.

(THEME MUSIC)

SONG: ? I'm going up the country

? Babe, don't you wanna go?

? I'm going up the country

? Babe, don't you wanna go?

? I'm going someplace
where I've never been before

? I'll leave this city

? I've got to get away

? I'm gonna leave this city

? I've got to get away

? All this fussin' and fightin'

? Man, you know
I sure can't stay. ?

1x06

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(SIGHS)

Chops for my lamb chop.

(GIGGLES) That's naff.

You're being creepy.

You wanna talk?

Oh, Chazza.

You know, I'm not hungry.

I think I'm gonna go for a walk.

- Where?
- I dunno.

No, no, no. Stay, rest.
I'll run you a bath.

I'm not allowed to have a bath,
remember?

Let's just get on
with things, OK?

(HEARTFELT MUSIC)

- Jim.
- Yeah, I'm listening.

Right, well, Matt and Charlie
found out they were pregnant

the same day
they lost their child.

That's a terrible thing
to go through.

- I can't even imagine.
- This family may not

function
in perfect synchronicity,

but when something like this
happens, we do it very well.

What they need right now
is space, Meryl.

What they need
right now is help.

Mm. Absolutely.

We have to show them
they're not alone.

Now, put your thinking caps on,
everyone.

- PATIENT: Hey.
- HUGH: Sorry.

Is he really dead?

- I could show you the cloud.
- What?

Yeah, he's really dead.

There you go, Ross.

So... what was going on?

Ah, it was... just a dumb fight.

I guess I started it
and then it got bigger.

He wasn't even in it,
the dead guy.

That other FIFO, he just
pounded him from nowhere.

Yeah, well, the cops got him.

I'm sorry, eh.

Do you realise the guy
who started the fight

is a friend
of peace-and-love Betty?

She's a very
non-judgemental person.

Organ donation is approved.

Transplant team en route
in the morning.

- OK. Great.
- Want that beer?

(PHONE CHIMES)

We can discuss
why you went behind my back

and rang some city neurosurgeon.

- Ah, you heard that.
- What big ears I have.

The longer you're stuck here the
more likely it is you'll die.

We should make that the hospital
motto, put it above the door.

We do a great breech birth,
but neurosurgery we don't do.

You have no idea
what's possible in the city.

Well, gee whiz,
let me pull the hay

from my teeth
so you can tell me.

City or country,
he would've died.

Maybe.

So, should we go
and have that beer

so you can continue
to patronise me?

Why is it patronising
when I'm telling you the truth?

- (PHONE CHIMES)
- Someone wants you.

(POP MUSIC PLAYS FAINTLY)

(MUSIC CONTINUES LOUDLY)

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down.

- It's been a really big day.
- Oh, come on.

Don't you ever have sex
in a bed?

Ah, that's for ordinary people
and couples.

So how come you and Penny
were at the pub earlier?

Well, we didn't actually
make it inside the pub.

Well, whose idea was it?

This is sounding a lot like
a couples conversation.

- (DOOR OPENS)
- Oh, sorry.

Aoife, have you seen
the rolling pin?

- I'm making mojitos.
- Ah, bottom drawer.

And, Simone, this is Hugh.

- He looks like my pa.
- Your dad?

My grandad.
You two want cocktails?

Ah, maybe just coffee
intravenously.

Come on, pops, what you need
is an espresso martini.

(SIGHS AND CHUCKLES)

- (CASH REGISTER PIPS)
- (DOORBELL RINGS)

Dewani.

- Shit.
- Come on, hurry up, let's go.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

They must be
the transplant team.

- No shit.
- Drive.

- What are you...
- Come on, get. Take the wheel.

Whoa. Hugh, what the...
(STARTS ENGINE)

- Just go!
- OK.

- (TYRES SCREECH)
- Aoife, what are you doing? Go!

Go!

You're stressing me out.
Why are we running?

Oh, OK, good, we've lost 'em.
Just take me home.

- Who is them?
- No-one you need to worry about.

Right, next left.

Left. Left. Aoife!

AOIFE: You've already made me
late for work.

Oh, you don't understand.

Why you're being such
a monumental knobhead?

- No, I don't.
- Turn around.

I can't go to the clinic.

Aoif... (SIGHS)

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

Go back. Reverse.
The other way.

- Shit.
- (CAR DOORS OPEN)

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

Alright, I lied.

I'm not some altruistic surgeon
on regional sabbatical.

I was struck off
for being far too much fun,

and a sadistic board member
thought that sending me back

to my home town might be
suitably humiliating punishment.

I knew something
wasn't adding up with you.

That man is a cardiac surgeon
and my ex-colleague.

He can't see me.

- Why not?
- 'Cause he's a smug prick.

- Oh, I get it.
- HUGH: No.

You don't. You need to
get me outta here.

Fine, but you owe me.

- Oh, are you kidding me?
- AOIFE: Keep low, OK?

You can escape round there.

- MAN: Oi, Doc.
- Gus.

I'm here for my tests. Sorry
it took me so long to come in.

PENNY: Delighted to have you
and your specialists perform

the organ retrieval, Dr Dewani.

Penny. How was your flight
from Sydney?

Turbulent.
So where can we scrub in?

- This way.
- Great.

- Can you come back tomorrow?
- No, heading down south.

Never mind.
Sorry to bother you, eh.

Gus, wait.

(SIGHS) I'll need a specimen
from you first. Come in.

Stop. In the name of fun.

No work for you today, missy.

What? I've got library duty now.

Had library duty. I pulled
a favour with the principal.

- Her husband is on the council.
- Why would you do that?

- I wanted to.
- I asked her to.

You need to heal
your aching womb, Charlie.

Oh, no, my womb
is tippity top, A-OK, really.

- (DOOR OPENS)
- Hugh, your patients.

A, shut the door.
And B, don't yell my name.

You treated my friend Ross
last night.

Oh, idiot. Sprained wrist.

He's a nice guy. He just drinks
more than humans should.

He seems scattered
and he feels bad.

Yes, well, so he should. Listen,
is Floyd still out there?

Yeah, he's waiting on a lift
to school.

Can you send him in?

- Ah, Floyd. Hugh wants to...
- Shhh! Shh! Shh!

This is a hospital.

I'll just tell your patients
to keep waiting then, shall I?

Mm-hm.

(DOOR CLOSES)

What's up?

How are you with espionage?

The recipient hospitals
are all on stand-by.

DEWANI: Ah, good, good.

I'll check the theatre nurse
is scrub-prepped.

- Hey, there's...
- Shut up, shut up, shut up.

- Ow! That hurt.
- Right, here's the plan, Floyd.

Your mum's out there
with a bunch of city leeches

that I don't wanna see,
so I am gonna give you this

if you go out there

and when they go into the OR,
you come and tell me.

- You got it?
- Sweet.

- What are you gonna tell me?
- When they go into the OR.

(CLICKS TONGUE) Good lad.

Oh, it's lovely.

- You look like...
- A small intestine?

Princess Grace.
It's very glamorous.

So how's the birthday boy?

Um, I'm thinking of giving
Ajax something money can't buy.

What?

Ooh, that?!

Be careful.
You know where that leads.

Oh, my goodness. No!
We're not married yet.

I was talking about a scarf made
by the girls in my prayer group.

- Sorry.
- I understand.

- You're not thinking clearly.
- All paid.

I nearly forgot. This
is a feelings journal, Charlie.

It helps to write
everything down

to get it out of your system,
so you and Matt can try again.

Gosh. Thanks, Meryl.

If there is a bright side -
I always believe there is -

you get to keep those fabulous
breasts a little longer.

Mine were ruined breastfeeding
the boys. Jim'll tell you.

Now, it's a cheat day.

- Who's for a hot chocolate?
- Me!

- Psst, Floyd.
- Hey.

'Hey'? What happened?

- Oh, they're gone.
- Into the OR?

- Yep.
- You sure?

Yep. Hey, Hugh.

- Yeah?
- What's an OR?

- Knighty!
- Dewani!

- You doing a retrieval?
- You know it.

- I got the urge...
- ..to surge.

Mate, did you... You work here?

What, are you drunk?

Rather stick a rusty scalpel
up my arse.

DEWANI: You telling me.

My whole life
is travelling around

to these depressing hospitals.

Right. Folks are from Whyhope.
Just picking up Mum's results.

She's demented.
So they're not ready, then?

I'll drop back in.

So why did you leave
in such a rush, huh?

Still snorting Bondi
up your nostrils?

Ha, funny. Actually
been doing some research.

Artificial heart in a pig.
Groundbreaking stuff.

Oi, Doc. Catch.

- (LIQUID SLOSHES)
- How's that?

I wasn't sure if you wanted piss
or jerk juice, so I did both.

(CHUCKLES) Security.
Country folk. Easily confused.

- Are you gonna examine me?
- Maybe your frontal lobe, mate.

- I'm not your doctor.
- (DEWANI CACKLES)

You DO work here. I knew it!

This is brilliant. This is gold.

I'm sorry, Gus.
Um, I'll take your samples.

Well, maybe just one.

And Dr Knight will be
in with you in a minute.

Alright, alright, I admit it.

I help out here
at Hillbilly Hospital.

It's called giving back.

We're ready for you, Dan.

I see you've met
our Sydney import.

I thought you two
might enjoy a chat.

Oh, I can honestly say
I have never enjoyed one more.

As I said, happy to help out.

Penny was unclear
on transplant protocol,

so, uh, expertise lent.

(DAN CHUCKLES)

Knighty, Knighty.

Ah, you were always destined
for a giant tumble.

Yes, well, at least
I got high enough to fall...

(SOFTLY) ..arsehole.

There you are, Mrs Lim.
Good as new. No more skin tags.

Betty will show you out.

- Bye-bye now.
- Thank you. 'Bye.

(SIGHS)

- (KNOCK AT DOOR)
- (DOOR OPENS)

- Hi.
- Hey.

Interesting hair.

Can I hide in here?

- Makes two of us.
- (SIGHS)

So you look, um...

I got Meryled.

Oh. Oh. What sort?

Well-meaning and pathetic Meryl.

- The worst kind?
- Argh. (LAUGHS)

Oh.

- She's not out there, is she?
- No, I think I lost her.

- Good move.
- (CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)

Oh, do you need me to,
um... to check you out?

Have you got
abdominal pain or...

Uh, a little, but it's not
too bad, so it's fine.

S...

I've gotta go.
I've got, uh, lesson plans to...

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Oh, um, no swimming
in the dam for a while.

OK.

(DOOR CLOSES)

- (GRUNTS)
- (PHONE RINGS)

Dad.

Now?

- JIM: Sun's a bit high still.
- MATT: Yeah. No nibbles.

(JIM CLEARS THROAT)

(CONTINUES CLEARING THROAT)

Do you remember Winky?

Yeah, that Holstein cow. A bit.

Yeah, one night I found her
in trouble.

Meryl was holding the torch,

and I was attaching
those calf-pulling chains.

Never gets tired,

seeing them take
those first shaky steps.

Unfortunately,
it came out, you know...

..dead.

But she went on
to have more calves?

No. Died of liver disease
three months later.

Do you want a sandwich?

I often wonder if I...

..might have yanked
those chains a bit hard.

So these scrapings will tell us

what type of fungal infection
you have, hmm?

You just breached
patient confidentiality.

I didn't get your face in.

- (GROANS)
- (CHORTLES)

Haven't you got a heart
to transport? Bugger off.

Dude, you should've seen me
extract that beautiful baby.

Don't you miss it? I dedicated
my first cut to you. (LAUGHS)

Any more patients, Betty?

This man deserves neither
our respect nor our friendship.

I heard what you said.

- We all did.
- Oh, come on.

You're not holding me
to all that.

Pride is an ugly companion,
Hugh.

It was a joke. Dan and I
were just mucking around.

- City humour, you know?
- (SCOFFS)

Betty? It's still me.

That's the problem, though,
isn't it?

(SIGHS)

So, I'm dead to Ken and Betty.

Bloody Dan Dewani.

He's gonna Instagram
the hell out of this.

Medical scandal of the year.

Mighty Knighty doing general
in Whyhope.

? non-sabbatical, ?sprung.

Yeah, they're all down there
laughing at you,

stuck in this backwater
hell hole.

A pathetic, sad-arse,

little country GP, like me.

(TYPES)

(SONG PLAYS ON RADIO)
? Ice queen, ice queen

? You're so cold inside

? Yeah, baby
You're the ice que... ?

(TURNS RADIO OFF)

HUGH: Do they know we're coming?

PENNY: They don't have a phone.

HUGH: Hmm. Savages.

(ENGINE STOPS)

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

- (CAR DOORS CLOSE)
- (FLIES BUZZ)

(MACHINERY SQUEAKS)

(GUN COCKS)

Jesus.

This is not on my
'top 10 ways to go out' list.

You're trespassing.
Put your hands up.

Talk!

Well, I love what
you're doing here.

You're obviously
a real conservationist.

The... feral pigs being
such a problem in the area.

Damage they do
to agriculture and wildlife.

Shut the fuck up.
(SPLUTTERS AND SPITS)

- Hugh, that's blood.
- All I'm saying is...

Stop talking so we don't get
our heads blown off.

- I know what I'm doing.
- Suddenly you're an expert.

What are you saying?

All I'm saying, mate,
is it'd be a travesty

if the pigs started
breeding like crazy,

because the number one
pig culler

was out with Q fever for months.

PENNY: Perhaps
I can explain better.

We run a comprehensive
vaccination program.

Our prevention measures
have reduced disease rates

in the region by a third.

- Why is the ATO doing that?
- The ATO?

We're doctors.

You're not from the tax office?

- (CHUCKLES)
- You better not be shittin' me.

I'm just a normal bloke
trying to help.

Go the red and the black, eh?

Yeah. Brought home the shield
two years in a row.

- Yeah, they did.
- Whoo. Tigers!

MEN: Lions.

Same cat species.

Yeah, alright. Follow me.

What the fuck's Q fever anyway?

- It won't hurt, little guy.
- Nah.

Oh, you won't get him.
He's stubborn.

- Hey, little buddy.
- Yeah?

There's gonna be blood.
Wanna see that?

Yeah.

Come here.

Here we go.

- (HUGH CHUCKLES)
- PENNY: All done.

- Done!
- (CHILDREN GIGGLE)

What have you got there?

Oh, that's a pig's snout. Just
chop it off and give it to 'em.

They suck on it for days.
It's heaps nutritious.

- (DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
- WOMAN: Dinner!

- Oh.
- Hot chip fondue.

- (ALL CHEER)
- HUGH: Oh, great!

Oh, chips. I remember this.
It's a Whyhopean tradition.

Now pack it nice and tight.
More. We need... Yeah.

- Fill it right up.
- OK. OK. That's enough.

- (OIL FRIES)
- How am I supposed to...

- Straight in.
- Ah. Straight in.

- OK.
- (OTHERS CHEER)

Cheers. She's been christened.
You are now a true Whyhopean.

You're only Whyhopean
when it suits you.

- Oh!
- Oh, my God. This is delicious.

Two of these a day,
hoggin', family.

It's everything you'd ever
need right here. (COUGHS)

Excuse me. (CONTINUES COUGHING)

I'm gonna need to
see to that now.

He won't let you, love. (SIGHS)
He won't talk about it.

- Not even to me.
- (CONTINUES COUGHING)

Well, you need
to change his mind.

Here.

ELECTRONIC VOICE: Can you
help me? Where is the toilet?

Pouvez-vous m'aider?
O� est la toilette?

Pouvez-vous merder?
O� sont le toilette?

I am lost. Je suis perdue.

I am lost.

- Je suis perdue.
- (DORA BLEATS)

You got kids, Dora? (LAUGHS)

Kids.

OK. (SIGHS)

(MATT GRUNTS)

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

(GRUNTS)

- Well, that was hairy.
- Mmm.

You can tell Dan Dewani you're
living on the edge out here.

Alright, fair call.

The blood in Craig's cough,
though, what do you reckon?

A bleeding respiratory tract?
Could be cancer.

- He'd have to come in.
- Alright, I'll get him in.

(UNLOCKS PHONE)

You're not buying that, are you?

I already have, for Ajax.

What happened to the watch?

Well, funnily enough,
I changed my mind.

I'm not sure
that's appropriate either.

Can't get anything right, can I?

Not today.

So are we friends again?

- Barely colleagues.
- I'll take it.

I really don't care how
you feel about being here, Hugh.

As you know. I expect
nothing less than what you did.

Betty and Ken are, however,
optimists about human nature

and you crushed them.

Well, don't sugar-coat it.

- (PHONE CHIMES)
- Check that, will you?

(SIGHS)

Ken's Instagrammed
a photo of me - ?fraud.

(GIGGLES) That's funny.

Like it for me, will you?

Ha.

Ross, it's Betty here.

I'm just calling again
to see if you're OK.

Can you please call me back?

- OK, 'bye.
- Will you guys help me out?

- I can't find my stethoscope.
- I would.

But I wouldn't wanna contaminate
you with my rural inferiority.

Well, I can't be
a very good doctor

without a stethoscope now,
can I?

Is that what you are? It says
here you're a fake and a liar.

Someone should've warned that
girl who OD'ed at your party.

What? Stop tweeting
that shit, you psycho.

- Delete.
- It's been shared 152 times.

Is that Photoshopped?

I've got no teeth. Betty.

I just find the whole thing
incredibly sad.

You poor, poor man.

What is it about you that makes
you hate yourself so much?

I don't ha...

(SIGHS)

Ah, thanks for kicking me
while I'm down.

- What?
- You told everyone everything.

Well, so?

That was not for public
consumption. Now they hate me.

- Well, I don't.
- Then why would you do that?

You have to tell me everything
about your past life.

I want all the ops,
details, results.

You must have got to do
the best stuff.

I did. And I miss it every day.

Anyway, I gotta go
and pick up Ajax's present.

He's got his birthday dinner
tonight.

Alright, I'll catch you later
then.

- Come with me.
- And eat with your family?

- They're batshit crazy.
- Yeah, you'll fit right in.

How about it?

- JIM: Happy birthday.
- MERYL: Happy birthday!

- (AJAX CHUCKLES)
- You like it, huh?

- AJAX: Oh, shit, yeah.
- (OTHERS LAUGH)

- (ENGINE ROARS)
- Oh, what is that racket?

(SWITCHES OFF ENGINE)

The ego has landed.

(HUGH EXHALES)

Happy birthday, Ajax. Catch.

Well, come on.
Come and take a look.

(UNENTHUSIASTICALLY) Thanks.

- It's awesome.
- Yeah. Oh.

I don't want it.

- It's a Ducati.
- He said he didn't want it.

- (EXHALES UNCERTAINLY)
- Sorry.

Why would you do that? He
doesn't ride since his accident.

- What accident?
- When he was 10.

- Scared the hell out of him.
- Well, no-one told me.

I did. I rang you twice.

Oh. Really?

MERYL: I think
what you two need to heal

is a Pacific cruise.

- Hayley, spuds?
- Cruises aren't really my thing.

Nonsense. I have brochures
you can look at.

Great way to lock in
a bout of gastro.

Dad, gotta use the tip of the
knife. You get a cleaner cut.

I went on a cruise once.

Well, it was more like one of
those hens' party boats.

You know, with all the lights?

We all stripped off
and swam around

and we couldn't get back up,
it was hilarious.

There was this topless waiter,

only I'm pretty sure
he was a gigolo.

'Cause he was hung like a bull.

I mean, that thing needed
its own landing strip.

(GIGGLES)

I was told. I didn't see it.

I think the bride might've.
(CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)

- (CLOCK TICKS)
- Pass the gravy.

Uh, Hugh, why is Ken saying that
you're a fraud on Instagram?

'Why is Ken?'
is the question, Hayley.

What, they don't know either?

- Know what?
- Nothing.

Well, it's nothing
to be ashamed of.

It's private, Aoife.
We are all here for Ajax.

We're family. Nothing's private.

I vouch for that!

(MERYL CLEARS THROAT)

OK, fine.

It's a small town
with small minds and big mouths,

so you're all bound
to find out anyway.

I am not here on sabbatical.

I was sent here
after an incident

with a woman who I saved,
but she...

I let my social life get in
the way of work too much.

Got busted, and now I'm on
probation for a year here.

Cheers! Happy birthday, Ajax.

Thanks, Hugh.

What happened to giving back?
Dear, oh, dear.

Well, we're all here for Ajax.
Who needs a drink?

Me! I do!

- MERYL: Let's eat.
- I'll say grace.

I think that we should all say
a special prayer

for Charlie and Matt's
precious little ang...

I don't wanna pray.

Maybe it was supposed to happen.
Maybe I'm relieved.

Not relieved.

That's the wrong word.

But maybe if there was something
wrong, maybe it's better.

A week ago, there was a miner
bird trapped in the house.

It's a sign of death.

What happened to us,
it just happened.

I reckon it was a boy.

(EXHALES)

Who knows?

I would've been stoked
with a girl, though.

Especially if she looked
like her mum.

Though she would've been
homeschooled

and not date till she was 30.

(LAUGHS AND SNIFFS)

I was thinking about eggs.

Oh, you're always
thinking about eggs.

Nah, not to eat.

You know, eggs are
a symbol of life, aren't they?

Like, spring and fertility
and all that.

I dunno. Maybe it was
a different sign.

Give it another shot.

- (HEARTFELT MUSIC)
- Hey.

- (MATT KISSES)
- (CHARLIE SNIFFS)

AOIFE: You've gotta have
something.

Trips, uppers, coke.

- Something.
- Sadly, no.

Aside from that hair,
which should be illegal.

- You haven't changed.
- Do people ever?

- Oh, you won't.
- Ah, maybe I will.

Oh, I think I've got half a
doobie in my jacket downstairs.

- Do people still say 'doobie'?
- AOIFE: Hey, Ajax.

- AJAX: Hi.
- Doobie.

Sorry I don't want the bike.
It's just...

Oh, it was a dumb idea anyway.

I do get carried away sometimes.

I could sell it
and have the cash.

No, you can't,
'cause it's a lease.

- I was joking.
- Oh, funny.

You never got me
anything before.

Hmm. I still haven't.

- Are you gonna have sex now?
- Get out.

Mycetoma is an infection
of tissue and bone,

which is why you had
the haemoptysis.

- Blood in your saliva.
- Oh, right.

But if you take a course
of antifungal medication

twice a day, should be fine.

He's not very good
at remembering stuff

- like that, Doc.
- Thought as much.

Which is why...
you down two of these a day.

Yeah, but just two.
Like, I promised her.

Two cans. Two tabs.
Now you won't forget.

Now, officially I can't condone
drinking on medication.

But... you just gave me beer.

Well, I gave you a choice.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Wahey!

You're coming for dinner
every Friday.

- OK, no arguments.
- KEN: Ah, Hugh.

Penny's looking for you and
here's the new plane roster.

Looks like you'll be
flying a lot this month.

You're welcome to bring
your boyfriend with you.

Yeah, yeah, I understand.

Alright. Yeah.

Alright, take care, Ross. 'Bye.

Who's next?

Um, Mrs Hale at one.

And it would be great if
you could mask your contempt.

Alright.

Truce?

- How's your friend Ross?
- Oh, not great.

I, um... He's sort of
laying low out of shame.

No-one's lived a perfect life.
I told him that.

Anyway, I made an appointment
for him to come in.

That hit to the head's
given him a headache

and made him sort of slur-y.

Hit to the head? I thought
he only had a sprained wrist.

- Did he seem confused?
- Just off somehow.

- Where is he now?
- At work, I guess.

Which is crazy,
considering his hand.

- Show me. Let's go.
- What?

Let's go!

- Ross!
- He might be round the back.

- Ross!
- Ross?

(ROSS MOANS)

Just look to me.

Pupils are fixed and dilated.
Eyes are down and out.

- Betty.
- OK, Ross.

I think you're having
an extradural haemorrhage.

Bleeding inside your skull,
putting pressure on your brain.

Oh, he's out.
I'm gonna call an ambulance.

- HUGH: No time for that.
- BETTY: Oh, hello.

Ambulance, please.

Ah, yep. 16 Runion Street.

Ah, Betty. Betty Bell.

He's unconscious.

Pray to whoever it is
you pray to, Betty.

(DRILL WHIRRS, THEN STOPS)

This is our best shot.

We need to open up his head
or he'll die.

You're gonna sterilise
that drill bit

with the oxy torch,
and then this.

- OK.
- Find the axial point.

Then hold his head
while I do it, OK?

Betty. Breathe.

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

(TORCH HISSES)

OK. Ready.

Hold his head very still, OK?

Gotta drill down
to the dura but no further.

- Or?
- Or I'll puncture his brain.

- (EXHALES)
- You ready?

(DRILL WHIRRS)

Perfect.

(ROSS COUGHS)

I think I just started
breathing again.

Alright, I'll tube it.

(PENNY AND BETTY CHUCKLE)

This is festive.

Yes, well, ever been
to a penance party?

- That looks familiar.
- (PRESSES BUTTONS)

- Too good not to share.
- (PENNY GIGGLES)

Ross is stable by the way.

I saw him. Thanks.

Did you hear?
Betty saved Ross's life.

Not really
how Betty's telling it.

I gave you the glory
because you seemed

to have such a deep need for it.

Yes, well, guess
I deserved that one.

Ken tweeted that you're
not an organ donor.

Who would want them?

Do you remember
your first transplant?

Absolutely.

God, I was going nuts waiting
for the heart to arrive.

The recipient was
a 15-year-old girl -

dilated cardiomyopathy.

- How did it go?
- Oh, it was terrifying.

But when I saw the new heart

beat perfectly
inside her chest

for the first time,
well... my God.

Gary's organs saved
eight people.

- Eight?
- Wow.

What a champ.

Hugh.

There's two of you.

Well, it's Hugh
for the price of one.

I've only got room

- for Whyhope Hugh.
- Ah.

And if you ever trash-talk me
and this practice again,

your nuts will need
a ventilator.

Fair enough.

(OIL FRIES)

Penny's the expert.

Check the technique, people.

What is this culinary delight
I have been robbed of?

This is pretty much
my national dish.

This is a misuse
of hospital grounds.

It's a peace offering, Ken.

Treating us like
country bumpkins?

Mocking us with our own rituals?
That's a peace offering?

Or another gesture of contempt?

Regardless, I will eat
your sandwich

but know that there is
no peace between us.

Ah!

So, after this, if you want...

..we could have sex in a bed?

That's for couples, isn't it?

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