All language subtitles for All.Saints.S08E22 - Right To Life.en

STUART: Car 978 to Base.
We're on site, code 9.

Two patients trapped, requesting...

MAN: I've gotta help Megan.
Yeah, yeah.

The only way you'll help anyone
right now is by keeping still.

I'm Lorraine.
Can you tell me your name?

Please. I've gotta help
my girlfriend.

We'll get you both
out of here soon.

What's your name?
Craig.

Hello. Can you hear me?

She alright, mate?

What's her name?

Megan.

Craig, listen.
Tell me where it hurts.

STUART: Megan?
Megan, can you hear me?

You right? Allergic to anything?

SAUNDERS: Requesting assistance.
CRAIG: Nah, nah.

Thank you.

Take this.
It'll help with the pain.

Give it to Megan.
I will. Grab it.

That's it.

Anything I can do to help?

Hey, release your grip, mate.
Just settle down.

You're not helping anyone.
Craig!

Please, you've gotta help her.
She's pregnant.

LORRAINE: Watch the gutter.
SAUNDERS: Got it.

MAN: Right. Here we go.

Megan, are you with us?

Can you open your eyes?

Open your eyes if you can hear me.
Pulse 110.

Is she going to be okay?
If she's dead...

You wanna help her,
then shut up.

What's his problem?
Cop-hater.

Right, she's got lap sash ecchymosis
and abdo tenderness.

Can you tell me
how many weeks pregnant you are?

Talk to me, babe.
Megan?

Compound fracture to the right
femur, some possible rib fractures,

probable right forearm fracture.

We need a traction splint
and a forearm splint.

How fast were they going on impact?
90, maybe 100.

We've got to scoop and run. Come on.

I'll be right behind you, babe.

LORRAINE: Car 978 to Base...

Bloody copper.
You're gonna pay for this!

You are hopeless.
Oh, really?

Yeah. The hot water system breaks
down, I've got soap in my eyes,

I'm calling out

and you sleep through
the whole thing.

Maybe I just wanted to see you
run through the house naked?

Any other tricks I should know about?

If you're really lucky, I'll let you
look up my sleeves later.

I will definitely take you up
on that.

See you later.

Frank.
(grunts)

How's the new place?

A bit of a disaster zone,
but, no, it's fine.

Well, we miss having you round.

Right. I'll get to work.

How long has this bloody machine
been buggered again?

Has it ever worked properly?

Don't stand there
like a bloody demented goldfish.

Get on to maintenance
and have the bandit fixed.

We've got a multi-vehicle MVA
coming in.

Just what I need
on an empty stomach.

Cafe's got frittata for brekkie.

I said I was hungry, not suicidal.

What have we got?

Megan Harris, age 22, front-seat
passenger in high-speed MVA.

Car versus telegraph pole.
Major defamation of the vehicle.

The patient's pregnant.

How pregnant?
We couldn't confirm.

Right, on three. Is everyone set?

One, two, three.

Got a left temple contusion
with initial LOC.

GCS was 9 on arrival,
but it's now 12.

Megan. Hi. I'm Dr Beaumont.

I'm going to shine a light
in your eyes for second.

Compound fracture right femur
and probable fracture right forearm.

Lap sash ecchymosis
with abdo tenderness.

BP 110/70, pulse 120, SATS 96%.
IV Hartmann's and oxygen on board.

Okay. Pupils equal and reactive.

Megan, can you tell me
how pregnant you are?

Megan?
How much have you had to drink?

I need you to tell me...

She may not be able to answer
if it's a head injury.

Maybe she's just pissed, Vincent.

Either way, we're looking at
a possible intra-abdominal injury,

so let's get an obstetrics consult
and organise a foetal ultrasound.

I'll get on to Obstetrics.

Jessica, can you get a Doppler?

We've gotta check the baby.
It had a big night, too.

AMBO: We have Craig Mendelssohn,
age 24,

driver in single vehicle
high-speed MVA.

Car into pole and major defamation.

Had to be extracted.

Nil LOC. GCS 14.

Where's Megan? Is she here?

Possible pelvic and rib fractures.
Flank tenderness.

Deep laceration
to right anterior forearm...

Tell me. Is she okay?
Nil distal neurovascular deficit.

JACK: On three. One, two, three.

(screams)

Watch him - he's a bit aggro.

Just tell me. Is my baby okay?

We don't know, but we're trying.
How pregnant is she, mate?

About five months.
Why? What's that mean?

We need to know
so she and the baby can be treated.

I'm going to shine this light
in your eyes

to check everything's okay
with your head.

BP is 120/85. Heartbeat is 110.

Okay. Good, Craig, good.

Let me know if you feel any pain.

(screams)

Full set of trauma X-rays,
full bloods, group and hold.

We'll need a blood alcohol
and urgent UA.

Mate, you might have
fractured your pelvis

so what I've done is ordered some
tests, X-rays and a surgical consult.

I want to see Megan now.

It's not possible, mate,
but I'll find out as soon as I can.

Let go, mate. Come on. Let go.

Missed me, did you, Curtis?

If you say so, Denis.

Denis.

McMasters.

Well, what am I to do?
Use my psychic abilities, am I?

You're required in the waiting room.

Frank said something
about the vending machine.

Oh, the vending machine.

We wouldn't want
our precious ED staff

going without their morning
tofu bars, would we, hey?

Denis, If you wanna take it up
with Frank,

just be my guest, mate.

I tell you what I want, mate -
a little bit of courtesy, Curtis.

Curtis-y.

Courtesy?
That's right, mate.

Yeah. Someone goes out of their way
for you, most people say thanks.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Are you really going out of your way

or are you just doing your job,
Denis?

You see that, Curtis?

That's your influence, mate,
that cheek.

I know where it is.
Don't start with me, girlie.

You'll get on my list
before you know it.

LOUD KNOCKING

Excuse me.

Hey!

Aye?
Do you mind keeping it down?

I'm not disturbing you, am I,
princess?

Not me. The patients.

Oh.

Sorry about that.

That's fine.

It's stupid my even being
here.

I haven't worn stilettos in 13 years
and I do this to myself.

Ow!

Can you try extending
and flexing your foot for me?

Ow.

I don't know what I was thinking.

It was just a silly
breakfast meeting.

Can you put any weight on it?

Ooh.

Okay.

I'm ordering an X-ray
to see if it's fractured.

Do you think I have?
Broken it, I mean?

It looks like it.

You have to wait out there
before you can see a doctor,

which might take a while.

I understand.

In the meantime, if you need
pain relief, just let me know.

Just try to keep your ankle up.

Do you need a hand there?

Let me help you out of that.
Thanks.

There you go.

You right?

Thank you.

No worries.

Baby's heart rate's 90.
It's in distress.

How much morphine has she had?

2.5mg.

Alright.
Hold off on giving her any more.

I'll get back onto Obstetrics.

I think we should consider
an emergency caesarean.

Charlotte...

Where are we?
Mother's stable, baby's in distress.

We should consider a caesarean.

Obstetrics estimates the baby
to be 20 weeks.

Confirmed by the boyfriend.

Still too young to be viable,

and I have concerns over Megan's
possible intra-abdominal injuries.

She's stable.

The best chance for this baby

is staying here
while we treat the mother.

The mother who got drunk last night?

That's a great idea.

That's enough.

Jack needs a surgical consult
in Acute.

And as for you, just...

Hey, Charlotte.

If you're blaming me for what
happened to your dogs, I'm sorry.

I take full responsibility.

Give me some credit.

Not everything is about you
and your lunatic girlfriend.

Just leave it alone.

Don't start, Frank.

It's only about
what's best for that patient.

Glad to hear it.

Frank, that baby has a chance,
if we do something now.

We ARE.
We're looking after the mother.

The way that heart rate's falling,
that's not enough.

If we deliver the baby now,
we could lose them both.

So we're just going to let
a perfectly healthy baby die

because it's too risky?

No, we're gonna
look after the mother

'cause that's its best chance.

We don't know that.

But we know if we deliver a baby
before 22 weeks,

they almost always die.

Unless we know the exact time
of conception, Frank,

the baby's age could be out
by up to two weeks.

It could be 22 weeks

and this conversation
wouldn't even be happening.

Or it could be 18 weeks.

Either way,
it would be very lucky to survive.

Can we at least start
continuous CTG monitoring of the baby

so we know what we're dealing with?

We know everything we need to.

Vincent is right.
There is nothing more we can do.

So either accept it or step aside.

Your X-rays have confirmed
you've got a stable pelvic fracture,

but that should heal itself
with bed rest.

No free fluid.

Is that good or what?

It just means that
you're not bleeding internally.

You have got blood in your urine,

which could indicate
some trauma with your kidneys.

So I've got to go under the knife?

No, that's unlikely.

You will need some further tests,
though.

The abdominal and renal CT
are booked.

Let's keep him nil by mouth,

keep a close eye on his output
and serial UAs,

and give me a yell
when the scans are done.

Great.

Hey, what about Megan?
What's going on?

Still working on her, mate.

I can't believe this has happened.

I swear, everything I touch
turns to crap, man.

The important thing now is to hold it
together for your girlfriend and baby

because they need you.

Yeah. Thanks, man.

I swear,
if we get through this today,

I'm going to make everything
alright.

Hi, Pete. How are you going?

Yeah, g'day. You seen Campion?

Ah, Constable Saunders.
What can I do you for?

When can I speak to the MVA couple?

They're being treated and assessed
as we speak.

I still need to interview them.

They were cut out of a wrecked car
this morning. I think that can wait.

They wouldn't have been in
a wrecked car

if they hadn't tried
to evade police.

Another pursuit? You know
what they say about bad habits?

I know what I have to do

when a driver ignores directions
to pull over.

No option but to run kids
into poles, eh?

We've had this conversation before,
mate.

Yes. It doesn't seem
to have made much difference.

He could have killed someone else.

They wouldn't have been speeding
if you idiots weren't chasing them.

So I'm going to need
his blood alcohol content...

Zero. Next question?

To do my job,
I need to interview them.

What for?

I don't have to explain myself
to you, mate.

I don't know about you,

but I could go a bucket-load
of caffeine right about now.

Pete? Come on.
Let's go, get out of here.

Does he actually think
I get off on doing this?

No, I'm sure he doesn't.

He thinks I'm a bloody cowboy,
which is a lot of bullshit!

My dad used to cop
exactly the same reaction

when he was involved
in high-speed chases.

Yeah?
Yeah. It's a no-win situation.

You chase, someone could get killed.

You don't chase,
someone else could get killed.

Someone die on him, Cate?

No.

He have a death on his hands?

No.

No.
He was lucky, I guess.

He was lucky, was he?

I have been to more than my share
of MVAs. I know how you're feeling.

But they didn't happen in front
of you, and you didn't cause it.

You didn't cause this either.
He had a choice to stop.

I had a choice not to chase.

He seemed to be handling that car
alright.

We hit a corner,
I thought he could take it.

The car started to wander,
went into a skid and...

You don't forget that, Cate.

You don't ever forget it.

Pete, maybe you need to see
a counsellor.

I've done the bloody counselling.
I've taken time off.

But you can go surfing
all you want,

it doesn't help,

because there will always be another
idiot out there waiting for you.

Look, shit, Cate,
just ignore me, alright?

Nothing a couple of beers after work
won't fix.

Well, a heart attack doesn't tickle.

But, you know, they're alright
in here. They fixed me up.

You certainly look healthy now.

Oh, yeah. Right as rain, love.
Fit as a trout.

We all need a bit of maintenance
from time to time, don't we?

You're a very perceptive woman,
Jacqueline.

Ooh.

Sore, is it?

Yeah, but it'll be fine.

I bet you didn't know

I was the first-aid officer
for the Finsdale Linedancing Troupe?

No.

I can tell that needs to be elevated.
Hang on a sec.

Okay.

Hey!
Hold your breath.

There you go.

Mate, what are you doing?

Just making sure
people are comfortable, princess.

Jacqueline needed
a little bit of help.

Leave treating the patients
to the medical staff, okay?

It's fine, really. Actually,
it's a lot better, Denis. Thank you.

See?

Ha.

Jacqueline.

Here you are.

Thank you.

Thank you, Denis,
for all your help.

Yeah, no worries.

You take care now.

Hey, tell them I sent you -
you might get a discount.

What?

She'll be coming back.

So?

I just thought you'd like to know,
that's all.

Drug check?

Please. Okay.
Tet-Tox 0.5mg, expires 2007.

Tet-tox 0.5, 2007.

How is he?

Craig.

As you'd expect.

Okay. Cephalexin, 1gr,
expiring 2006.

2006. Beautiful.

Thank you.

Von...

(sighs) ..just...

..Kerry says
you've hardly said two words to her.

I've been busy moving, remember?

It wasn't something that we planned.
I told you, it just happened.

Yes, yes. So you said.
(sighs)

You're the only family she's got

and she's afraid
she's going to lose you, too.

No, no, no.
Please, Nelson, leave it.

Nelson, Frank needs you in Resus.

We need another abdo ultrasound.
Get on to Obstetrics.

I paged them.
They haven't responded.

What am I telling them?

Tell them the patient
they reviewed earlier

has developed
PV bleeding and cramping.

And keep them on the phone until one
of them is standing in front of you.

Can you get the Doppler back?

My stomach hurts.

Is there a foetal heartbeat?

I can't find one.

Is Charlotte okay?

I don't know. She's not exactly
talking to me at the moment.

That makes two of us.

Oh, dear.

Catching up
on a bit of light reading?

No. Not exactly.

Homework on Beth?

Perhaps I should have
done some of that

before I handed Charlotte's dogs
over to her.

(sighs)

Hey - are you okay?

Yeah.

JESSICA: BP is 100/65.

Hang another litre of gel.

Charlotte.

Obstetrician's travelling.

Come on, Charlotte, that's enough.

Megan, can you hear me?

Megan?

We can't find your baby's heartbeat
anymore.

There were some earlier signs
of distress

and we think the placenta was
probably damaged in the accident.

I'm very sorry.
There's nothing we could do.

I'm afraid your baby's died.

Good.

Harris, Megan.

Put her on the theatre list
for a D and C this afternoon. Cheers.

She didn't even bat an eyelid.

She could still be out to it.
Shock of the accident, maybe.

I wish that were true.

Her boyfriend's on his way back.

Oh, man. He's going to be crushed
about the baby.

According to the police,
it was his fault.

What?

It was a police pursuit, Jack.

This just keeps getting
better and better, doesn't it?

Why were they being chased?

What does it matter, Jack?

MACHINE BLEEPS WILDLY

Megan.
Come on, open your eyes, Megan.

SATS have dropped.
She's tachypnoeic.

Come on, sweetheart.
I need you to open your eyes for me.

Come on.

That's a good girl.

I need you to breathe deeply for me,
okay?

Breathe in...

..and out.

And in... and out.

Reduced breath sounds,
dullness of percussion.

Haemothorax?
Or an embolus.

I need a portable X-ray straightaway.

Sit her up?
Yep.

Scrub her up for a chest tube.

Megan, we think you're bleeding
into one of your lungs

and that's what's making breathing
so difficult for you.

So we're going to put a chest tube
in to fix it, okay?

Don't worry, you'll be okay.

Alright?

Whoa. What are they doing to her?

They're just doing their job.
Megan!

Stop!

Take me over there.

Listen, there's nothing you can do.
Just let them do their job.

Take me over there!
Come on, mate. Come on.

Megan!

Stop!

Take me over there! What's going on
with her? What are they doing?

BP's dropping, 85/45. Pulse is 120.
Megan!

Megan, can you hear me? Stay with us.

JVP is low.
Talk to me! What's going on?!

Get O-neg blood up.

Pump that gel through.

Frank - are you guys right here?
Yeah, we got this.

Where is she bleeding from?

She's in VT.
Defib.

Charge 200.

(Craig continues yelling) Megan!

Charged.

Clear.

Still VT.
Go again. 200. Charging.

Clear.

CONTINUOUS BLEEP
No output.

(Craig yells) What's going on?

Get that blood in now.

Jessica, 1mg adrenaline, please.

What do you mean, the baby's dead?

It can't be! You're lying!

I'm sorry, Craig, there wasn't
anything anyone could do.

(cries) Oh, no!

I wanted that kid!

And Megan?

Still working on her.

Don't give me that crap.
I saw what's going on.

Tell me the truth.

Craig, calm down, alright?

I want to see her.
I want to see her now!

You're being no good to yourself or
your girlfriend like this, alright?

I've lost my baby.
I don't want to lose her, too.

There's another milligram
of adrenaline in.

How long's she been down?

About 40 minutes.

Stop compressions. Any output?

Asystole.
Resume compressions, Nelson.

She's been down too long, Charlotte.

Come on, Megan.

It was a high-speed accident. She's
obviously got some internal injury.

That we didn't find.

That we couldn't find, Charlotte.

We've done everything
we possibly could, and you know it.

It's time to call it.

CONTINUOUS BEEP

Time of death, 14:25.

Craig, I'm sorry.

No!

You were supposed to fix her!

I'm afraid, Craig, the trauma...

You did it.

You killed her!

You're a bloody murderer!

It wasn't my fault!

It was him! He's a bloody murderer!

It was the copper!

You're a murderer!

The man of the moment.

That's one less interview
you'll have to conduct.

But never mind, maybe next time
if you play your cards right,

the punters won't even get this far.

TENSE TROUBLING MUSIC

Pete.

Pete, come on,
don't listen to Frank.

You right? Pete?

How do I get out of here?

Come on.
Open the door, Cate.

Open the door.
Alright, alright.

Pete...

Get out of my way!
Listen to me.

Denis, why...

Ms McMasters...
Get out of my road!

Pete!

ELECTRONIC KEY BLEEPS

GUNSHOT

Somebody help!

DRAMATIC MUSIC

What am I going to tell her family?

You don't have to worry
about that stuff now, man.

(Craig continues)
I should make that cop do it,

make him see what he's done.

I never meant for this to happen.

I know.

WOMAN: Quick!

I just wanted to make her
understand, you know -

having the baby was a good thing.

Megan didn't want the baby?

No.

We'd been fighting about it
all the time lately, mate.

It's not her fault.
She was just scared.

What about last night?

She wanted to go down the club
with her friends.

I said to her,

"You've been good lately.
You don't need to do all that."

Come on, mate.

She went anyway?
When I found her, she's pissed as.

She's saying, "Oh, my life's over.

"We can't afford to have a kid.
We should get rid of it."

You guys were arguing pretty hard?

Yeah, she's screaming at me,

"No job, no say in it."

So I whacked her in the car
and I went to get some money.

Jewellery store. Stereo shop.

In the end,
we ended up in a chemist.

Broke into a chemist?

No, mate, we just drove there.

That bloody cop must have been
waiting around the corner.

We could hear him before we left.

That's why I put my foot down.

Why didn't you stop?

She wanted to get rid of our kid,
mate.

What do you want me to do, nothing?

She grabbed the bloody wheel.

No, it wasn't the copper's fault.

He didn't put Megan in the car,
did he?

He didn't try and run, did he?

You made those decisions, Craig.

Not the cops.

Constable Peter Saunders, 33.

Self-inflicted gunshot wound
to the head at close range.

Right occipital region.

GCS is 6.

BP is 130/70, pulse 110.

Both pupils are equal and reactive.

He was intubated and cannulated
at the scene.

NELSON: Right. On three.
One, two, three.

Constable Saunders, can you hear me?
His name's Pete.

Pete, I'm just going to shine
this light into your eyes.

Pupils size 3, reactive to light.

Tube position confirmed.

So we've got a gunshot.
What happened?

Hang in there, mate. Come on.

I need full bloods, coags
and cross-match. Portable X-ray.

I'll need his head raised
about 30 degrees.

Jess, we're going to need
Mannitol, 0.5gr bolus per kilo.

Get him in for an urgent CT,
possible cerebral angiogram.

Notify the neuro team.

What happened here?

Looks like your motivational speech
went down well, Frank.

Why don't you go and get cleaned up?

Go on.

Hey.

There's no way you could have
predicted this... okay?

(sighs)

CT are ready for him.

Hook him to the vent, let's go.
What about an art line?

No time. Theatre can do it.
I'll page an orderly.

No - I want him there now.

I'll go with him.
No, I'll do it.

Come on.
Neurosurgeon's on stand-by.

I hope you suffer, you bastard!

Someone shut that idiot up.

He took her away from me.

No, he did his job.
Crap.

I don't want to hear
one more word out of you, mate.

I want another nurse.

Yes, I'm sure you do.

Hey, Jacqueline.

There you go, my lady.

Denis, can I have a word?

Excuse us a second.

Yeah?

You can't feed the patients.
We're in a hospital, not a zoo.

She has to stay nil by mouth
until she's seen a doctor.

She might need surgery.

You're kidding me, aren't you?
No.

This is bigger than
nil by bloody mouth.

This could be the real thing.
Cut me some slack.

I can't do anything.

If you want to impress her,
just find another way.

Hang on, don't eat that just yet.

No?
No.

You're nil by mouth.
Oh.

Any word from theatre?

He's still on the table.

He's got a compound skull fracture
and cerebral contusion.

What's the neurosurgeon saying?

What can he say?

Look what's just arrived.

It says, "Thinking of you all."

Stay away from me, Cate. Stay away!

Not this time.
Talk to me. Talk to me!

If you don't talk to someone
about what you're going through...

What is wrong with you bloody men?

You keep everything bottled up
inside and then you...

..and then you go and do
something stupid.

Cate.

I'm sorry.

It's going to be alright, okay?

It's going to be alright.

Which one's Jacqueline Cahill?

She's not actually ready yet.

What do you mean?
She's next to be seen.

I think he's making a breakthrough.

The footpath was fine,
and I wasn't walking.

I was running. After someone.

Oh. Oh, right.

No, no.

I was supposed to have breakfast
with somebody that I met...

Yeah, yeah. Fair enough.

..through an introduction agency.

Oh.

He got up to go to the bathroom
and I saw him trying to slip away.

The goose did what?

It wasn't his fault.

I wasn't exactly
who he was expecting.

Bloody oath.
He couldn't be that lucky.

Suave, Denis. Suave.

No, I mean... I sent a picture
of my sister when I signed up.

That's alright.

I mean, you know, every
family's got one, haven't they?

You know - a star, I mean.

Most women think my brother Trevor
is some kind of love God -

"Trevros".

They don't know he farts
in the bath. Habitually.

I just couldn't sit there

and watch my life slipping
through my fingers anymore.

Hey, listen -

a lot of people come through
this place,

you know, in a pretty bad way.

Some,
their lives are totally stuffed.

Whereas you've got the courage

to get up and do something
about your life.

That counts for a lot in my book.

Hi, Jacqueline. I'm Jess.

Hi.

KNOCK ON DOOR
Come in.

Oh, Cate.

You wanted to see me?

Yes. ICU called.

And?

He's stable.

They can't be sure if there's any
permanent damage until he's awake,

but they're cautiously optimistic.

And the neuro guy told me

that the man owes a lot
to being found and treated early.

Look, Frank, um,

I'm sorry about the way I spoke
to you before - I was in shock.

Oh, come on.
Don't be a bloody wimp now.

No, no, I pushed
all the wrong buttons with Saunders

and you had the courage to say so,
and that's something I admire -

people that have
the courage of their convictions.

Alright?

Go on.

But, Cate...

..you only get away with it once.

This is just to tide you over,
Jacqueline.

We can't put a full plaster on it
until the swelling's gone down.

So I'll have to come back?

Yeah. The fractures clinic will
want to see you in a few days.

Okay. That'll be fine.

G'day. Thought I'd just pop in,
see how it's all going.

She doesn't have to go to
the chop shop, does she?

No, Denis.

Good.

You left this behind.

Thank you.

Okay. I'll organise crutches for you.

Do you need a hand getting home?
A cab, maybe?

Yeah, actually. I'm going to need...

I could give you a lift home,
if you like.

I mean, if you like.
It's probably on my way.

That would be lovely.

Yeah?

Good. Okay.

I'll just...

..I'll go and get the car.

Back in a sec.

KERRY: I was hoping I'd catch you.

I need to talk to you about Nelson.

He values your friendship so much,
Von, and he misses it.

I'd hate to be the person
who came between friends like that.

Well, speak of the devil.

Von, please?

This is important.

Everything alright?

Yeah. Let's go home.

Looks like
my work here is done.

I didn't know
you were a romantic, Dan.

I have a lot of love to give,
Jessica.

(laughs) I bet you have.

What you need
is a nice home-cooked meal.

You cook as well?

Yeah. Do you like steak diane?

Hey, Denis.

Denis!

We're not watching that old chestnut,
are we?

Chestnut?
I'm used to Sale.

Anyway, don't change the subject.
We're not watching that.

No, no, no. It's a classic, sorry.

(laughs)

Victor Charlie Foxtrot, help me!

Breaker, breaker,
breaker, breaker...

Breaker right there.

That's not fair.

DOORBELL RINGS

You expecting anyone?

No.

Ignore it.

DOORBELL RINGS AGAIN

Nup.

Von.
VON: Hi.

Hi.

Have you eaten?
We've got some leftovers.

Yes, I've already eaten.

I'll open the wine, then.

Good thinking.

So...

Oh, God!

Not watching that old chestnut
again, are we?

CONSTABLE SAUNDERS' VOICE: There
are no winners in my game, doctor.

FRANK'S VOICE:
A bad call is a bad call.

Around here, we try to make
the right call every time.

And do you? You make
the right call every time?