All language subtitles for All.Saints.S07E10 - A Place In The Heart.en

Nelson, I have told you -
I am only following orders.

Paula, if you wouldn't mind
going with Mrs Baker to Ward 13.

Yep, sure.

You couldn't have waited a couple of
hours till Terri was off the ward?

Look, I know it's unfortunate and I
did point that out to Julia, but...

Then you just caved in.

Sterling, could you go with Mr Black
to Ward 11. Thank you.

I did not cave in.

What did you do, then?

There is no point in postponing
the inevitable.

Right, so it was all bullshit

you standing up for Terri
at the board meeting?

I did my best.

A couple of hours, Joan,
till Terri was in recovery.

Nelson, please.

How are we doing, Joan?

As well as can be expected.

We'll have to get things
moving along a little.

Right.

I want the linen packed,
the drugs packed and checked,

and the patients out.

Reg, the paperwork will have to be
finished off completely.

Maintenance will be up soon
to start dismantling the rooms.

Will we have time to get our things
out of our lockers?

The ward will be closing at
three o'clock this afternoon.

DRAMATIC THEME MUSIC

Maybe it would have been better
if I did get fired.

Mrs Leighton, I'll be back to take
bloods from you in a minute, okay?

What are you talking about?

You'd be great in Emergency.

Oh, that's what Newell said.

Okay, I've organised
the endocrinologist

to come down and talk to you
about your diabetes, okay?

It won't be too much longer.

Well, Charlotte,
she has got a point.

You did break patient
confidentiality.

You're supposed to be on my side.

Have we found a bed for
Mary Cowell yet?

No, not yet.

Well, listen, we can't just
leave her dying in a corridor.

What about Ward 17?

They're not taking any more
patients.

Since when?

Since when?

They're closing the doors at three
according to Julia.

What? That's ridiculous.

I mean, they have the equipment,
they have the oxygen.

She'd be more comfortable.

She'd be more comfortable.
She only has a couple of hours
to live.

She only has a couple of hours
to live.

I've got a good idea - try
appealing to Julia's better side.

You know what?
They've brought her in

because they couldn't cope at home
and they thought we could help.

Okay, I'll keep trying other wards.
Thank you.

You dog!
Get him off me!

(yells) Security!

(yells) Security!
Hit me with a claw hammer,
broke my hand!

Hit me with a claw hammer,
broke my hand!

Should have bloody well killed ya!

He's been having it off with my wife,
the lying bastard.

What do you want me to do?
Say I'm sorry?

It's a bit late for sorry.

Hey, sit down, okay! Sit down!

SECURITY: Right, sit down
and stay there.

And you, get down there.

Now both of you, shut-up.

TENSE MUSIC

Evelyn, just turning up your oxygen.

It'll make your breathing
a bit easier.

I'll tell the doctor, okay?

Some sort of patient, you are.

I hope they're paying you overtime.

I hope they're paying you overtime.
Not on our budget, I'm afraid.

Not on our budget, I'm afraid.

Must be a shock to the system being
on the other side of the sheets.

What is it they say about
medical people -

you're the worst sort of patients?

You're doing a lot of talking

for someone who's having trouble
catching their breath.

I'm sorry,
I don't mean to chat away.

Just that I'm a bit... it's
the thought of being cut open.

I know, it's daunting, but you must
try and calm down a bit, okay?

I'm sorry.

It's a big operation.

Ah, would you excuse us, please?

Your obs.

You try and calm down for me.

Julia finally got her way,
didn't she?

I heard.

The whole thing.

I wish there was something
I could have done.

Well, you've got a good excuse
to lie down.

We don't.

Are you going to fight?

(grunts)

Good on ya.

So, what about our jobs?

Julia wants our preferences
by the end of the day.

I might think about Rehab.

No vacancies.

Besides, without a psych
or a specialist qualification,

you're up against it,
even as a relief.

I'd be looking at Emergency.

You decided where you're going?

Not yet.

So when are they going to let us know
if we got our choices?

End of the day.

I want to go back to
Theatre as a scrub nurse.

I mean, it's what I trained for
in the first place.

I don't think you'll have
any problems -

they're always looking for
Theatre nurses.

I just can't imagine what it's going
to be like, us not working together.

I mean, we're family.

JOHN: You're all talk, mate.
All talk.

RON: Yeah, you wait and see, mate.

Alright, John.
You can come with me now, please.

Keep that bastard away from me.

Harry will take care of you.
He can't watch you forever.

Just keep it shut, Ron.

Excuse me, I'm looking for
the Cowell family.

Just over there.

(vomits)

Alright, John, you'll have to wait.

JOHN: My hand hurts.

PRIEST: May the Lord in his mercy...

Father. I'm really sorry to
interrupt, Mr and Mrs Cowell.

There might be a better place
for this, if you can come with me.

Damo, can I have a hand?

VON: No, no, no.
It's a public health issue.

I think people need to be informed
with what's going on.

Charlotte.

Hasn't anyone told you
the ward's closing at three?

We're not supposed to accept
any new patients.

Mary Cowell, end stage leukaemia.
She's going in room one.

Paula, set up a Sats monitor
and I'll be there in a minute.

Ah, sure. But, um...

(softly) You know
the situation here?

Her parents brought her in because
they didn't know what else to do.

They thought we could help.

I think she deserves to die
with dignity.

Take her into room one.

If you could special her, please.

Deeply appreciated.

Ah, Mr and Mrs Cowell, Father -
this way.

Charlotte, there's no more
paperwork, is there?

It's just I've been told
to finish all the paperwork.

That suits you and me both,
I didn't have time to bring it up.

Nelson?
Last stage.

Just go with it, Reg.
Fine.

'Morning, chief.

Denis, what are you doing
up here already?

I'm here to rock your world, Curtis.

First, the small equipment, then
the partitions, shelving - all out.

We've still got patients.

Don't worry, we won't get
in your way.

We weren't expecting you till later.

I was told to start immediately.

Boys are on their way up.

Boys are on their way up.
You'll have to wait
till we clear the patients.

You'll have to wait
till we clear the patients.

No can do, kemo sabi.

If we don't start now, we're looking
down the barrel at overtime.

That's good, isn't it?
Nelson.

Mr and Mrs Cowell
would like to speak to you.

Okay.

Look, just stay until I get back.

Stay?

What's that?

What am I? A golden retriever?

Rude bastard.

You should teach him manners, Von.

Yeah, he could learn a lot
from you, Denis.

Yeah. Yeah.

News editor, please.

The incision is called
a bilateral thoraco-sternotomy

or a clam shell incision.

Now, your surgeon will be making
a cut from here to here

and he will be removing
anywhere between 20 and 30%

of the damaged lung tissue.

Now, this will enable the remaining
portion of your lungs

to actually function effectively.

It's not a cure.

But it is an alternative to
a lung transplant.

Okay?

Do you have any other questions?

I think I've got the picture. Hon?

Why can't I stay here...

..at All Saints?

Well, St Angela's is the specialist
centre for lung surgery.

I see.

The ambulance will be down
to pick you up this afternoon.

Call me if there's
anything you need.

Things will be fine, hon.

I'm worried about you.

How are you going to get to
St Angela's?

The train, bus, simple.

No, it's two trains and a bus,
and it's not simple.

I'll be fine, Ev. Don't worry.

The most important thing for you
is to get better.

Now, I better get a move on
so I can be there when you arrive.

I love you.

No, don't go.

Terri.

You know the system.

How can I get the surgeon
to come here?

Dr Hughes is right, Evelyn.

St Angela's has the best
thoracic surgeons.

You really couldn't ask for better.

Okay?

I'll see you there.

I'm worried about him -
he's not a young man any more.

Well, does he drive?
He could park at the hospital.

No, no, no. His eyesight's hopeless.

They took away his licence
last year.

What about a taxi?

No, we can't afford it.

This is ridiculous.

(gasping) Why can't I stay here
at All Saints?

Slow your breathing down
for me, okay?

Lean forward a little bit.

Now, calm down. In and out.

We were having a few beers
in the backyard

and I spot them feeling each other up
under the table.

So I just... ow!

Sorry, mate.

Got to keep still
when I'm examining you.

Now, you're going to need
an X-ray to confirm

any collapse or deviation
of the nasal bone.

So, I'm just going to get that
organised.

How did you go organising
that bed for Mary?

Ah, I managed to call in
a few old favours.

Oh.

Charlotte, I'm looking for
Mary Cowell.

I believe you moved her
out of Emergency -

I was just wondering where.

Well, no-one seemed to have
a bed for a dying patient,

not even the hospice.

So where did you put her?

Well, I rang every ward
in the hospital.

I asked you a simple question.

Ward 17.

Charlotte, you must know that

everyone's been ordered out
of Ward 17.

Mary Cowell only has
a few hours to live.

You've ignored the admission
protocol - she shouldn't be here.

Julia, if you don't want her here,
you tell the family.

I've got to take care of this.

Dr Beaumont.

Well, we thought you could interview
the patients, staff,

hospital admin...

Ah. Yeah.

No, no, no. I understand that.

Thanks anyway.

Can't get a camera crew.

Who cares about
the health system anyway?

Well, that is it.
I've tried everyone.

It won't effect our new jobs?
Protesting?

You just worry about
number one, mate.

Don't worry about anyone else.

Now what are you
accusing me of?

I'm not accusing you of anything.

I'm telling you that it is not safe
to start dismantling the ward.

Do you think I'm a gibbering idiot?

You know, does it occur to you
that I take precautions

to protect the patients?

Don't let him intimidate you, Denis.

All that I am saying is that
anything could happen.

Now, if you would just wait a while
before you go charging in there

like a bull at a gate.

Charging in like
a bull at a gate now?

Right, that... that's personal, right?

Coupled with the earlier dog
reference, that's very personal.

This is practically verbal assault.

What's going on?

What's going on?
Well, he's trying to...

Well, he's trying to...

Will you stop wasting time?

Get into the ward and start work -
you've been told what to do.

Nelson, I'd like a word with you
in the NUM's office.

Okay, fellas.

We're going in.

We'll start with the fittings
in room five.

Come on.

Hi, Denis.

Yeah, very well.

I mean, I'm good. I mean, g'day.

Hi. (Laughs)

How's the hand?

Oh, yeah... yeah, it's useable.

Yeah, very useable.

See.

That's very impressive.

Yeah, the physio says
I'm a remarkable healer. Ha ha.

Yeah.

Anyway, I'll... better get back
to work.

Sophia.

You'll have to send her home.
Can't do that.

Excuse me?

I'm following doctor's orders.

You're a doctor,
you understand that.

(sighs)

I admire your loyalty, Nelson.

We need people like you
in our hospital.

You've got an impressive
work history, too.

Especially the outback experience.

Where's this going?

Does there need to be an angle?

Seems so with you.

I see you were NUM in Emergency.

Why did you move back to the ward?

Personal reasons.

Would you be interested
if the position was offered again?

I hadn't really thought about it.

I need someone down there like you,
Nelson.

Someone who can think on their feet.
Are you interested?

Have you spoken to Terri about this?

Well, why would I?

Well, she's the most qualified.

Well, for a ward position,
definitely.

Well, for a ward position,
definitely.
And as soon as she's recovered
from her surgery,

And as soon as she's recovered
from her surgery,

she'll be offered a similar job.

There aren't any other
NUM positions?

This has got nothing
to do with Terri.

I think it has. I think
she should be offered the job.

Nelson, I am offering you
the opportunity to manage

the most dynamic nursing unit
in the hospital.

State of the art, brand new.

Where's the paperwork
on Mary Cowell?

Er, in transit.

Okay.

I'll go and chase it up myself
in Emergency.

Think about it, Nelson.

Opportunities like this
don't come along every day.

DOOR KNOCK

DOOR OPENS

Sorry to interrupt.

Julia, Terri would like to see you.

Right.

I need your answer
by the end of the day, okay?

DOOR CLOSES

SIREN WAILS IN THE DISTANCE

My staff and their jobs.

Well, there'll be other jobs -
nurses are in demand, you know that.

What about using them as a team?

Well, I can't guarantee
they'll be together.

You're going to split them up?

I... I don't know.

(sighs)

You know, I'm curious, Julia

about why you would work
in a hospital

instead of the corporate world

where you wouldn't have to
worry about people's feelings.

Terri, I can't afford the luxury
of that sort of sentiment.

You know, I may not be here
tomorrow,

so I really have nothing to lose.

You're a bitch, Julia.

You really are.

I hope your surgery goes well.

Good luck.

DRAMATIC MUSIC

BP's up a bit,
but that's to be expected.

You're probably a little stressed.

Yes, the ward's closing down today.

Shame about that.

Always handy to have a garbage ward.

Still, have to move with
the times, eh, Terri?

So everyone keeps saying.

SOUND OF POWER TOOLS
IN THE BACKGROUND

Right.

Mr Forlano, if you'd like
to go through the procedure?

Of course.

We'll perform a sternotomy.

Put you on a cardiopulmonary bypass,

open the heart, remove the mass.

Sounds easy.

Who's the anaesthetist?

Dr Peters.

He gave up a sailing trip
to be there.

You've got all the big guns.

You'll be there?

I wouldn't be anywhere else.

Terri, I know you're worried,

but the odds are good
the mass will not be cancerous.

We'll see you down there.

Okay, thanks.

Good luck.

I'll see you after the surgery.

ANXIOUS MUSIC

(sighs)

There were days I used to pray
for this placed to be bulldozed.

It's weird that
it's actually happening.

Bloody Ward 12 -
they're circling like vultures.

Word's out we're shutting down -
it's a free for all.

Ah, you nick stuff from other wards.

Hey, that's different - I only take
things when there's a genuine need.

Well, I'm sure she of Ward 12
feels the same.

It's not like we need this stuff.

Righto.

Go get him.

Denis.

Sophia. Ow.

Um, I really feel for you, Denis.

Really?

Um, in what way?

Well, just with Admin, you know,
ordering you about the way they do.

Mmm.

You know, making you dismantle
the ward

while Terri's still sick in bed.

Mmm.

They're just doing it out of spite.
Mmm.

Yeah, it stinks.

All we wanted was for them
to hold off dismantling

until Terri goes down for
her operation.

But no, you know, they have to
push everyone around.

Yeah.

Yeah, look...

Maybe we can do something about that.
Yeah?

Yeah.

That'd be great.

There's an opportunity here.

It's one of those times in life
when you make a difference.

You're talking out of your arse,
mate.

It's time to stand up
and be counted.

We could have our pay docked,
lose our overtime,

super entitlements.

It's got nothing to do with money.

You know, or... or...
or your superficial entitlement.

Okay?

This is about... it's about...

Integrity.

Exactly, brother Curtis.

Integrity.

And furthermore, it's got to do
with... with...

Uniting for the common good.

Absolutely, comrade.

Absolutely, comrade.
Are you the organ grinder
or the monkey?

Are you the organ grinder
or the monkey?

Now settle.

Now, management's been doing
the wrong thing

by one of our workers up here.

She's the boss.

Yeah, but she's still
one of the workers.

And she's a good woman

and I think we all should stand
behind her.

And do what?

And...

..refuse to do...

..any more work until she's taken
down the operating theatre.

So, all those in favour.

All those against.

This is bullshit.

I take it you're against us, Jimmy.

Us?

You're only doing this 'cause you've
got the hots for this chickie here.

You're just trying to impress her.

(scoffs) Oh, please.

I'm not risking my job
because of you, you fat loser.

Now, don't get personal, Jimmy.
Where are you going?

Nowhere.

Alright.

Fair enough.

Okay.

So there'll be no more work until
Terri Sullivan leaves the ward, okay?

Well done.

Thanks, Denis.

No worries.

MONITOR FLATLINES

She's gone, I'm sorry.

(sobs) It's what she wanted.

To go without any fuss.

Doctor, thank you.

You've been so kind.

I don't know what we would have
done without...

We'll leave you to it.

(heartbroken sobs)

REG: It must be so awful
to lose a child.

They say you never get over it.

At least she had a few moments
of peace before the end, Reg.

Only Terri and Evelyn left.

Mmm... end of an era.

All over bar the shouting.

Hmm.

Well almost.

What's going on?

Oh, it's a union matter.

We've placed a blackban on
all work in this ward.

I've checked with the union.

You have no grounds for a strike
or a ban of any sort.

We're doing this on humanitarian...
Rubbish.

The union know nothing about this.

Well, they will.

And what are you going to tell them?

You're striking over
somebody's feelings?

We're supporting the nurses
on the ward.

And are they on strike?

No.

You have no basis for this
whatsoever.

You get back to work immediately
or you won't have a job.

Ha! You can't do that.

Try me.

You've got 30 seconds
to start dismantling the ward.

Well, I'm sorry, but there's
a principle involved here...

Denis.

Just a minute.

I appreciate what you did, but
there's no point in losing your job.

Yeah, when you put it like that.

Very grateful - you stood up
and you were counted.

Thanks, mate.

Right.

So, we... will get back to work.

Come on.

Come on, hurry up.

We've made our point.

Right.

Here's Mary Cowell's paperwork.

Mary died an hour ago.

Right. Um...

Have her body moved
as soon as possible.

I'll leave it with you.

Julia.

Julia.

I have to know what's happening.

I'm sorry?

I want to know about my job.

Oh, well, you'll have to
speak to HR.

Well, that's just not good enough,
I'm afraid.

I beg your pardon?

The way you treat people, Julia,
is awful.

I am not some piece of equipment
that you can just push around

the hospital
when and where you like.

Um...

..Regina, is it?

Yes.

I'm afraid your position
no longer exists.

So, you'll most likely be
made redundant.

I don't want to be redundant.
ELEVATOR DINGS

I want to keep working.

I'm really sorry,
it's out of my hands.

After all my service,
after everything that's happened.

So unfair.

Don't give up yet, Reg, you never
know what's around the corner.

I just don't know what I'd do
if I couldn't come in here to work.

It's my life.

Well, maybe they'll give you
a package.

I mean, if they make you redundant,
they have to give you money.

You could go on a cruise.

Oh, I get sea sick.
Plane trip?

I get earache.

Camping.
Itchy!

I think you're being difficult, Reg.

I'd take the money and run.

Oh, you just don't get it,
do you, Sterlo?

I don't want money.

I want to be here with my friends.

Yes, we all feel like that.

Thanks, Von.

DRILL WHIRS

Terri Sullivan.

(sobs)

Evelyn.

Evelyn, are you frightened?

I just don't want to die.

Hey, listen to me.

The surgeons are the best
and St Angela's is a great hospital.

People always say that.

Your operation has
a very good success rate, okay?

They told you that as well?

Okay.
(sniffs)

Pre-med.

Oh.

Temazepam, ten milligrams.

They're just about ready for you.

Ready?

Yeah.

On you get.

And I'll be coming down with you.

Me, too.

Don't you have
anything better to do?

No, not today.

Thank you.

Right, here we go.

Okay, don't fuss.

Good luck, Terri.

You, too, Evelyn.

You, too, Evelyn.
Bye bye.
Bye bye.

Bye bye.
Bye bye.

SURREAL MUSIC

Good luck, Terri.

Terri, good luck.

All the best, Terri.

Terri, you'll be fine.

HAUNTING FEMALE VOCALS

Hey.

I thought I was going to miss you.

PAGER BEEPS

Emergency's a nightmare,
I better get back.

Alright.

But I'll see you later in ICU, okay?

Okay.

Bye.

I'll see you later.

Okay. Thanks, Nelson.

You don't have to stay.

I'm not going anywhere.

Terri.

Can you look after that for me,
please?

'Course I can.

Thanks.

See ya.

Yep, see ya.

HAUNTING MELODY CONTINUES

This could sting a bit.

Hi, Terri.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

That's fine.

How are we going?

Ready to go.

Terri, we're going to put you
to sleep now.

Won't be long...

..then you'll start to feel sleepy.

Seven centimetres.

By four by three.

I heard you got engaged.

Congratulations.

Planning lots of kids?

VINCENT: Okay, I'm going to organise
an abdominal ultrasound

and get some blood tests, okay?

Vincent?

Yep?

Could you take a look at
these labs for me, please?

Ah, okay.
I'll be with you in a second.

Okay.

Charlotte, you got a minute?
Busy.

It's important.

Evelyn Ulrich - emphysema patient
for transfer to St Angela's.

I need you to ride along.

Oxygen Sats are 92%.

You want me to go on a taxi run?

Yeah.

A doctor's required to go with her -
you know that as well as I do.

But...
Thanks.

Venous and arterial cannulae are in.

We're set for bypass.

MONITOR BEEPS

We're ready to go.

MONITOR CONTINUES BEEPING

Time to stop the heart.

Commencing cardioplegia.

MONITOR TRILLS

FLATLINE BEEP SOUNDS

CRAIG: Damn.

Looks as if the tumour's
attached to the valve.

More complex than we thought.

LUKE: We may have to do
a valve replacement.

Mmm.

Two pedicles attaching the tumour
to the atrium wall,

not the valve.

So we're in luck.

Possibly.

But it's vital these are removed
to prevent regrowth.

Before closing the atrium,

we need to remove any remaining
signs of the tumour.

Looks clear to me, Mr Forlano.

Me, too.

Mmm.

Nice work, everyone.

We'll close the heart,
start re-warming

and see if we can get off bypass

and that should be it.

Apart from waiting for Pathology
to conform myxoma or sarcoma.

Indeed.

REG: So, what's the news?

Ah, they're just closing the atrium.

Oh, it's such a terrible feeling
being so powerless.

Can I get any of you guys a cuppa?

Oh, I couldn't drink anything.

Well.

How's Terri?

Still on bypass.

Right, we're here for
the St Angela's transfer -

Evelyn Ulrich.

And here is a copy of her file.

I heard she's not a great breather.

Unstable overnight, she's okay now.

Room?
Two.

Okay. See ya.

BP's 110 on 60.
Heart rate 98 and resps 28.

I've changed the IV cannula
and it's capped for transfer.

Ready to go, then.

Since when are you doing taxi runs?

Well, this is part of
management's cunning plan

to bring me down a peg or two.

Oh, it'll never work.

Julia, you've taken Charlotte off

and I'm left with
a couple of new interns,

one of my nurses has been sacked.

Now, on a day like today,

how are we supposed to manage
on such a skeleton staff?

You'll have to speak to
the new head of Emergency.

It's out of my hands.

EVELYN: How did you become a doctor?

I always wanted to since
I was a little girl,

so just determined, I guess.

Unheard of in my day.

We were all secretaries and nurses,
of course, and teachers.

Our aim in life was to be married.

Are you?

Married? Ha, no.

Oh, I've got three children and
they're grown up now, of course.

And I've got six grandchildren.

Look, I'm sorry. I'm just raving on.

I'm a little bit nervous.

That's okay, Evelyn.
You've got nothing to worry about.

You're in safe hands.

Oh, do you know Sister Sullivan?
Very well.

Oh, we shared a room.

(breathless) Don't know
how she's doing, do you?

Well, she's in surgery now,
but I'm sure she's doing fine.

Evelyn, why don't you just relax
and six back and enjoy the ride.

Okay?

Thanks.

ENGINE STARTS

THUNDER CLAPS

LUKE: That's the last of
the cannulas out.

Good, how's the pressure?

Not much of a rhythm.

She's bradycardic.

Heart rate's 30.

Down to 15.

Come along, Sister Sullivan,
a few more beats.

It's too slow.

It's too slow.
Let's give her some time.

Let's give her some time.

VF - we're going to have to defib.

Internal paddles.

Charge to ten joules.

NURSE: Charging.

Charge?
Charged.

Clear.

Come on, Terri.
Charge to ten joules again.

BEEPING

Charged.

Charged.

Clear.

Multiple defibrillations
aren't uncommon

before return to normal
cardiac function - stay cool.

Charge to 20 joules.

Charging.

BEEPING

Charged.
Charged!

Stand clear.

There we go.

STEADY BEEPING RESUMES

You do like to worry,
don't you, Mr Forlano?

MONITOR BEEPS

I don't feel so good.

Sats are below 80.

Evelyn, I just need you to take some
slow, deep breaths for me, okay?

I need you to bag her.

SCOTT: What's going on?

Ah, mate, we need to get to
St Angela's.

Do you mind putting the foot down?

You want bells and whistles?

Totally.

Totally.
SIREN BLARES

SIREN BLARES

She'll be out for a while yet.

Yeah.

I'll stay here for a bit.

I'll let you know when she wakes up.

Okay.

MONITOR BEEPS

REG: Nelson.

How is she?

Still asleep.

Well, when will they know if
the tumour's... you know?

Well, pretty much straight away, but
Luke says all the signs are good.

Oh, good.
See, Reg?

It's going to be alright.

SIREN WAILS
Evelyn.

SCOTT: Turning left.

Damn! I can't get this tube in!

It's a hard ask in a moving vehicle.

Roundabout.

Scott!

Can't do this while
you're four-wheel driving.

Well, do you want me to pull over?

No, she's in laryngospasm.

Alright, I can do it.

Charlotte?

Here, I'll pull over.

No, keep driving.

You sure?

Can't afford the time.

Come on.

Yes.

And you thought patient transport
was a little boring.

SIREN BLARES

MONITOR BEEPS

Hello.

It's me, Von.

Now, you're in ICU.

You're still intubated.

No, no, no, no.

Try, try, try not to bite
on the tube.

Rightio, she's back.

Terri.
Just relax.

We're going to take the tube out,

now that you're breathing
on your own.

Okay, Terri, it went well.
Really well.

We're just going to extubate you

We're just going to extubate you
and get you a little more
comfortable, okay?

And get you a little more
comfortable, okay?

Big breath out.

(exhales)

(chokes)

That's the way.

Okay, Terri,
you're going to be feeling

a little sore and sorry
for the next few days.

We'll keep you here in ICU
so that we can keep an eye on you.

Now, excising the tumour
went to plan.

Investigation for any further
myxomatous material

didn't identify
any other affected tissue.

It was benign, Terri.

Labs confirm conclusively
it was an atrial myxoma.

Thanks.

That's it?

You almost cheat death
and can't crack a smile?

I'll be back to see you later,
alright?

Oh, good.

I'm pleased you're pleased.

(sighs)

SIREN BLARES IN THE BACKGROUND

Denis.

Oh. G'day.

I just wanted to say thank you
for today.

Oh... I didn't help much.

Well, you tried.

That's the main thing.

Yeah, I suppose so.

Hey, ah...

Listen, I don't 'spose
you'd consider a, er...

I've got no hope, have I?

Look, I'm sure that out there
somewhere

is this really amazing woman
who's just perfect for you.

You think so?

Yeah.

(laughs)

I'll catch you later, alright?

Alright, see ya.

Yeah, well...

Hey, how's Terri?

She's good, she's got the all clear.

Excellent.

Yeah.

So, how was your lazy jaunt
around town

while we were all working
like crazy?

Ah, well, you know, pretty cruisy.

Really?

No.

Do you feel like a drink after work?

Oh, yes. I'd love one.

So I have to decide
by the end of the day.

You ARE going to take it?

What about Terri?

She didn't offer the job to Terri.

Well, there aren't any other
NUM jobs going, Von.

Terri has had heart surgery -

I don't think it's one of
her priorities.

(sighs) I don't know.

I just feel weird taking it.

Take the job, Nelson,
you deserve it.

Here.

Cop this.

POIGNANT MUSIC

Distinction.

Distinction, distinction,

distinction, distinction.

Congratulations.

RN.

It's about time.

(laughs) Von...

Julia.

I will take the job,
but I've got a few conditions.

(scoffs) What happened to the days
when you offered someone a promotion

and they were grateful?

And they were grateful?
I get to handle the nursing side
of things - hire, fire, the works.

I get to handle the nursing side
of things - hire, fire, the works.

Fine. Within reason.

And in terms of personnel...

Oh, let me guess.

In terms of personnel,

you want to take the staff of
Ward 17 to Emergency with you?

Well, as many as will come.

Oh, it's a big ask.

Oh, come on, Julia,
I know what's going on.

Huh?

I've heard about the shit fight
down here, staff walking out.

So don't pretend that
you're doing me a favour.

Oh, you've got your ear
to the ground, haven't you?

Yeah, you were shelling out
a fortune on casuals

and agency nurses.

And you've done your homework.

They're a good team.

They're not experienced in A and E.

I want them.

And that's all there is to it.

(laughs)

I'd have brought you flowers,
but, er...

..no flowers in ICU.

Mmm.

What is it?

Just came to see how you were doing.

Well...

How's Evelyn?

You can't help yourself, can you?

Always a nurse.

I don't want to do it anymore.

Come off it.

No, I've had enough.

Come on, Terri.

I have just accepted the NUM job
in Emergency.

And I want you on my team.

I won't take no for an answer.

NOSTALGIC MUSIC