All language subtitles for All.Saints.S08E38 - Thicker Than Water.en

Look, I've still got four patients
to review in Sub-Acute.

When I'm finished,
I'll send Mrs Netto to Theatre,

That's the best I can do.

There's been a tunnel collapse.
Incoming injured.

Ambo rescue think there could
be multiple trapped casualties.

We'll need to mobilise
a medical response unit.

Jack! Jack, you're needed.
Where's Cate?

She's in Bed 6.
Relieve her. She's needed.

Get geared up.
MRU's been called out.

What for?

Tunnel collapse. People trapped.
That's all I know.

All I know too.
Alright, let's go. Come on.

30s male. Retrieved from
the entrance of the tunnel.

Respiratory arrest at the scene.

Query cervical
and thoracic spinal injuries.

We're heading out there now.

How many other casualties
can we expect?

They still don't know, but they'll
be difficult extrications.

So, any tips for the first-timer,
what to expect out there?

Expectations are
a waste of time, Jack.

It's different every time.

Such as?

Amputations, compartment syndrome,
you name it.

Rescue team gives us
a heads-up once we get there.

Just take it as it comes.

Excellent.

Let's go.

My God, they'll certainly
see you coming, won't they?

Nice to see us off.

You've got your team. Now
show me we didn't waste our money.

No pressure, then?
None.

So you and Cate
are fighting, right?

No, no. She's just
not talking to me.

BUZZ: You got here
in record time.

Found unconscious.
Query head injury.

Gavin! Gavin!

Hey, slow down, mate. Slow down.

Where's my brother?

VINCENT: You can't be here.

Let me go.

Look at me. What's with your hands?

I tried to get him out.
There were too many rocks.

What are you doing?
Why aren't you helping him?

Making sure it's stable first.

He's my brother!
You can't leave him there!

Jack, Jack. Get over here.
Piss off.

How many more inside?

We're making it stable, we
haven't made it all the way in yet.

Tunnel system goes on for miles.

We make one wrong move,

the whole thing
could come down on us.

His airway's cleared.
There's a lot of dirt in his mouth.

BP is 88 with ventricular ectopics.

Set up to cannulate - size 16.

Resps are shallow. Widespread creps.
Equal air entry.

BP's stable, 105/84.

Right. I can't get a line in.
He's too shut down.

Get him out of here. Okay, let's go.
Ambos can cannulate in transit.

Alright, we're good here.
Let's move. Come on.

SIREN WAILS

FRANK: Mate, open your eyes. You're
in All Saints Emergency Department.

Can you hear me?

Open your eyes
if you can hear me.

Come on, me old china.

His veins have collapsed.
I can't get access.

BP's unpalpable.
I'll try a manual.

Inspiratory and expiratory creps.
He must have aspirated some dirt.

Can't feel any fractures.

He'll need a skull X-ray, head CT,
spinal series and mobile chest.

You right with that, Beaumont?

I don't like our chances
of finding a vein, Frank.

BP's 80/0. Should I set up
for a central line?

No, I'll do an intraosseous.

For an adult?

That's the only way he'll get
the IV fluids he needs. Get Goldman.

We've got to get the needle
through the outer layer of bone

and into the marrow cavity.

I've only seen this
done on babies.

That's because
their bones are softer.

This will be a wee bit
harder than that.

Come on, you little...

There we go.

Looks like it's placed properly,

but we'll aspirate some
bone marrow to be sure.

Okay. His heart rate's 140
and his systolic's 98.

Prep a bag of Hartmann's
with a simple IV line.

Attach a three-way tap
and a short extension.

Good.

We'll use a 60ml syringe
to bolus the fluid manually -

see what that does
to his blood pressure.

Gavin. Gav, it's me. Can you hear me?

Gav, yell out if you can hear me.

Come on, mate.

Why's it
taking so long?

They've gotta prop up
the roof as they go.

There's a whole system of tunnels.
They're not sure where he is.

I'm Jack, by the way.

Um, and you are?

Tom.

Just Tom?
Yeah.

Listen, come with me.
We'll get those hands cleaned up.

They'll let us know
once they find your brother.

What was he doing
in the tunnel anyway?

Nothing. We were
just mucking around.

How old's your brother?
22.

Bit old to be mucking around
in a tunnel, isn't he?

Sorry, mate, just asking.

Sit down there.

Did you grow up
with him terrorising you,

big brother kicking
little brother around?

Yeah, he always looked out
for me, no matter what.

Have you got a brother?

Two. Don't really
see each other anymore.

How come?

I guess you could say
we don't get along.

What about your mum and dad?

I don't get on
with my dad either, and...

..my mum wasn't around.

My parents booted
Gavin out at 16.

It's like he's not part
of the family anymore.

I'm all he's got.

Have you told your parents
what's happened? We could call...

No, I don't want them here!
They don't care, so why would...

Yeah, alright.
We don't have to call them.

Blood pressure's 102/60.

Come on, mate. Open your eyes.

He should be responding by now.

Pupils pinpoint,
barely reacting to light.

No needle marks here.

Are we looking at an overdose?
It's a possibility.

He's not responding.
His veins are inaccessible.

Give him some deep breaths.

Check his groin and his feet.
The track marks might be well hidden.

There's nothing here.

Oh, found them. Under the scrotum.
No wonder we couldn't get access.

It's his lucky day.

If the tunnel hadn't collapsed,
he would've died of an overdose.

Narcan 2mg IV.

He won't be feeling
too lucky for long.

Hmm.

Now let's all wait for the
overwhelming show of appreciation,

shall we?

Or not. Another 2mg.

VINCENT: Jack, you take the head.

Vincent.

Ease him down.

Is it him?
No.

CATE: Over here.

I'll take the airway.

Deep lac to the right side
of his head. Skin's grey.

Are there any heart sounds?
Stone cold.

Pupils are fixed and dilated.

No heart or breath sounds.

No carotid pulse.
No reaction.

He's been dead a while.

Glad to see I'm making
a big difference first time out.

How many more?
Minimum of two, maybe more.

You've gotta get us in there.
Shouldn't be much longer.

Get me in there now. Just me?
I'll see what we're dealing with.

We've got one dead. The rest'll
be the same if you don't get us in.

Just you.

Vincent, if it's not safe,
you shouldn't go in.

Wouldn't have thought you'd minded
a tunnel coming down on my head.

You'll be no use
if you get hurt.

Alright, I'm ready.

I want you in and out
as quick as possible.

You're going in to assess
so you know what to expect.

When I say come out, come out?
Okay. Let's go.

Third time lucky.

Wh-Where the hell am I?

It's alright, mate. You're in
All Saints Western General Hospital.

What have you done to me? Get off!
We're just trying to help you.

Listen, we're just trying
to help you. Don't touch that.

Didn't ask you to bring me here!
Hang on, mate.

At least let us
take your cannula out for you.

Oh, let him go.

Hey, mate, you've still
got a cannula in your leg.

Don't worry, he can't go anywhere.

Curtis!

You idiot.

Get Security to take care of him.
I'll do it.

Tell them there's a junkie
on the loose.

Don't call him that.
Oh, alright.

Tell them there's a patient with
a drug addiction on the loose. Happy?

Thanks, Frank.

Message for you.

Yeah, we've lost a patient from
the ED, suffering drug addiction.

A-ha. Someone interested
in renting the room.

You looking for someone
to move in?

Mm-hm.
Since when?

Since the day I wasn't
born independently wealthy.

I can't cover the rent
by myself forever, you know.

"Call for a good time," is written
on the ad in the cafeteria.

That's fantastic.

If I don't find a flatmate,
at least I'll get some action.

I'm joking.

Although, I've heard of some guys
using share accommodation ads

as a way to pick up the ladies.

Although, I'd never
stoop that low, Jess.

Is it a good idea
moving in with a stranger?

If I knew a non-stranger
looking for a place,

that'd be great,
but since I don't,

I'll have to take my chances
with a serial killer.

Mind your head.

Watch out.

Come on. Got a way to go yet.

Okay. Watch your step.

How's he doing?

Resps are shallow
and he's hypotensive.

Can't do a proper examination
till we get him out.

Can't go any faster, mate.
Too much loose debris.

Don't want it all falling on him.

What is this place?

Munitions dump from World War II.

The tunnels lead up to
the old gun placements.

People live here?

Some doing better than others.

How are we going, fellas?

Slowly, mate.

Lucky he's young.

Buzz, something over here.

This guy's definitely
been living down here.

Mate, can you hear me?

He's got a pulse,
but his resps are shallow.

Both pupils fixed and dilated.
The right is size five.

Think there was a reaction.
Hard to tell.

Okay. Rick, are you right here?
Yeah.

Reckon this
is the boy's brother?

He's the only one
that fits the description.

Gavin? Gavin, is that your name?
Can you hear me, mate?

We've got a pulse.

He's breathing.

There's fresh blood here.
Looks to be abdominal.

These are old injuries.
These didn't happen today.

Jesus.

See why I didn't want
all of you down here?

Jack, how long have
they been in there?

About 20 minutes.

Still at school, Tom?

Yeah. So what?
Today's the sports carnival.

Listen, man,
I'm not trying to hassle you.

Just, from what you said
about your brother, though,

doesn't sound like he'd
be happy about you wagging.

I hate school.

I wanted to leave last year

but Gav's like, "No way.
You've got to repeat Year 12."

Excuse me, guys.

That's what's so crap
about the way Mum and Dad go on.

They're not
keeping me out of trouble.

Right. He keeps an eye on you?

A mate of mine,
he got done for stealing a car.

I probably would've been with him
too, but I knew that if I did,

Gav would've
beaten the crap out of me.

MAN: Coming through.
Gavin?

Seen my brother? Is he okay?

He's trapped,
but they're getting him out.

He's alright, isn't he?

He's unconscious,
but he's breathing.

This guy's brother's
trapped from the pelvis down.

His cervical spine's
been stabilised.

He's got IV access, O2.
He's being monitored.

Got extensive haemorrhaging.

It's probably abdominal, but
I just can't tell where it's from.

Crush injury?
Maybe.

An arterial bleed? I don't know.
We've gotta move when they call us.

This guy could bleed out.

Has the boy told you why
he might've been down there?

There's no love lost
between Gavin and his parents.

They kicked him out of home.
Alright.

Well, he's got existing injuries,
cigarette burns and bruising.

Plus he's got a camp set up.
He wasn't mucking around, then?

No. He lives down there.

Hey. Did you see
the dress I marked?

It's gorgeous. Just,
it's way out of my price range.

But it would
be perfect for you.

We're keeping it really small, Jess.
It's Registry Office, probably.

What? But it's your big day!

You don't want to have regrets.

I won't. It's not the wedding
that's important.

It's the marriage that counts.

Thanks anyway.
I'd better get back to work.

How depressing.
What's depressing?

Out of all of us
who could be getting married,

Nelson is the only one
who can actually manage it,

and he is going to waste it
on a Registry Office ceremony.

Do you know Rachel
from Dietetics?

You're not even
listening to me.

I got it. It's depressing.

The Registry Office?
It's a total waste.

She called about the room.

Right.

A woman who has a piece of paper

that proves beer and pizza
aren't two of the food groups.

Sounds like fun.

Incoming severe head injury
from the tunnel collapse.

Male, 50s. Name unknown.

Fracture frontotemporal region
caused by falling rocks.

Straight through to Resus.
I'll get Frank.

12cm lac to the forehead.

Multiple cuts and abrasions
over the rest of his body.

Intubated at the scene.

Any ID?

None that I can find so far.

Right. What are his obs?

Heart rate 126, BP 100,
sats 98% on 100.

Pupils fixed and dilated.

Some kind of medal.

Depressed skull fracture.

And extensive posterior damage.

It's a service medal. Vietnam.

If he's got next of kin,
notify them.

Let's get the Neuro reg down here,
see if there's anything they can do.

Tom, they reckon your brother's
been living down there.

Is he in trouble?

He lost his job, that's all.
He couldn't pay his rent.

Well, he's covered in bruises, Tom.

Not from today either.
They're old injuries.

Cuts, cigarette burns.
Do you know about that?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

If something's going on,
you've gotta tell us.

Better chance of helping him
if we've got the whole picture.

Look, I don't know, okay?

Right.

Did he do this to himself?
No.

Okay. You're pretty sure
about that one at least.

Jack! Got the go-ahead.
We're going in.

You getting my brother out?
We'll do everything we can.

What's the verdict?

Inoperable brain trauma
and likely brain death.

Any luck with the ID?

No, nothing yet.

There's nothing we or anyone else
can do for this man,

so I'll get on to ICU.

Frank, just a minute.
He's left a will.

Hello. He's an organ donor.
Really?

Well, it's drawn up
by a solicitor.

Call them,
see if it's legit.

Make sure HE'S the man
named in the will.

Still have to check for family.
They'll get final say and consent.

Yeah. So keep him ventilated.

If his systolic falls below 100,

start him on
a nor-adrenaline infusion.

Commence an ADH infusion
and keep an eye on his urine output.

I'll start active warming.

I'll get on to Lifelink
after the solicitor,

see if I can get the ball rolling
with this organ donation.

That's surprising -
the homeless guy's an organ donor.

Wash out your mouth.
He's not a "homeless guy".

He's a "patient of no fixed abode".

'Homeless' isn't judgmental, Frank.
'Junkie' is.

Oh, really? Which reminds me, have
Security caught up with our junkie?

No.

Von, has our patient
with no fixed abode

got anything else
written in his will?

Just his name -
Charles Edward Bennett.

The only thing I want anyone
touching in here is the patient.

Got it?

Got it.

How you guys going?

How far have we got to go?
Look out.

You alright?

Yeah, it's dirt. I'm fine.

I'm okay too.
Thanks for asking.

Vincent, I thought
you said this was safe.

Cate, if you want out,
you let me know, alright?

Hey, we could probably
save this for later?

You right?

TOM: Gavin! Gavin!

You kidding? Get out of here!
It's alright, I'll get him.

No, Jack, don't be stupid.
Stay there.

No.
Jack!

Tom, you can't be in here.
It's not safe.

I'll help.
I've gotta see him.

No, you'll have to wait outside.

Jack!

There's been another collapse.

Jack?

Jack, can you hear me?

Come on, mate. Open your eyes.

Come on.

Jack!
Yeah, I'm fine.

Tom's unconscious, though.
He's not responding.

We've got no way
of getting through to you.

You reckon you can get out?

Yeah, it looks like it.

We need to get to the chamber.
This section's not safe.

Jack, you've gotta
get Tom out of there.

We'll be alright.

Shit.

Did you get on to Lifelink?
Yep.

And the Department
of Veterans Affairs,

to see if they knew
about his family.

And?
No, not much.

Apparently
he came back shell-shocked,

visited hospital a few times
and disappeared off the radar.

You would never catch me
going to war.

He didn't have much of a choice.

He won the lottery when he was 19.
Oh.

Good old conscription.

Drafted by birthdates.

Happy birthday.

You'd think
if you were shell-shocked

the Army would've
taken better care of you.

Too many of them
came back sick.

Didn't help either
that they didn't come back heroes.

Yeah, well, we lost the war,
didn't we?

No, that's not it.

Too many people thought
we shouldn't be there.

So they came back, got spat at,
red paint thrown over them.

Stand by for the lift. On three.
One, two, three.

Slowly does it.

Easy down.

Easy, easy.

Cate, take the airway.

He's not breathing.
I'll tube him.

Tracheal deviation to the right.

Hold on. Just hold on.

Decreased air entry,
left side of his chest.

Don't intubate just yet.
Just keep bagging him.

Yep.

Tension pneumothorax.
Going to need to decompress it.

Size 16 gauge cannula
and a swab, please.

Right. Off you go.

Cricoid.

Alright. I'm in.

No output. He's in EMD.

Pump those fluids through. When
they're done, put up another litre.

Buzz, you got this?
Yep.

Must be cardiac tamponade.
What's his pulse?

Nothing.
This guy needs a thoracotomy.

You're not thinking
of doing that in here?

That's major surgery.

You got another alternative?

I know. Pericardiocentesis?

Maybe if I had an ultrasound
to help me guide the needle.

Considering I don't,

I don't want to risk
puncturing his heart.

But cracking his chest open
in here will be just as risky.

No choice, Cate.

Are you with me on this or not?

No choice, Vincent.

What are you doing back here?
Another collapse at the tunnel.

Vincent and Cate
are stuck inside. They're okay.

They're not getting out
in a hurry.

Tom, keep still.
You're in hospital.

Where's my brother?
Did you get him out?

They're still
trying to help him.

Right now we're
looking after you, okay?

ICU don't have a bed for him yet,
and we're expecting more casualties,

so let's move him to Iso
in the meantime.

Mm-hm.

Looks like a new man.
The least he deserves.

So, Charles, looks like you're
stuck with us for a bit longer,

but don't worry, we'll make sure
your wishes are carried out.

Solicitor phoned back yet?
Nup.

Passed on his details to Lifelink?

Don't worry. We'll keep
on their backs, promise.

You know,
if there are family involved,

they're more than likely
to put the kybosh on the whole thing.

If a family were involved,
he wouldn't be here, would he?

I'm alright.
There's nothing wrong with me.

Calm down. Give us a break.

Your brother will take my head off
if I don't look after you properly.

I should be there.

This is Tom. He was unconscious
for several minutes.

Roused quickly with a sternal rub.
Vomited once.

He's oriented
to time and place.

A knock to the head?
When the tunnel came down.

Pupils are unequal.
How many fingers?

Three.

Good. Order a head X-ray.
Pending that, a head CT.

What happens when Gav's out?
What'll they do?

They'll bring him here.
How long will he be here?

Mate, lie back.
We'll look after him. I promise you.

What's that about?
I wish I knew.

He's worried about his brother,
that's understandable,

but there's something else -
I can't get a straight answer.

There's only one thing to do...

..try harder.

Lifelink are trying to find out

whether Charles has
any long-lost family members

who need to be informed.

The no-fixed-address part
makes it hard, I guess.

So, the Registry Office.
Hmm?

What's that, every girl's dream?

No, but we have talked about it and
we can't afford anything too fancy.

Could have asked me.
I'd be happy to chip in.

Yeah, thanks,
but we can't do that.

Why not? She is my niece.

I'm not suggesting
St Paul's Cathedral,

but you both deserve better
than the Registry Office, I think.

VINCENT: Scalpel with 10 blade.

Cover him.
Nobody move.

What the hell's going on
up there?

(coughs) Ideal conditions.
I've worked in worse.

Patient lived
to tell the tale, did they?

Cate, I understand
you're angry with me, I get that.

Right now,
you let it go and help me,

or step away
from the patient.

Make the call -
we're running out of time.

I need more light here.

No, not there.
Not there. Here.

I can't see properly
from this angle.

Curved Mayo scissors.

Mmm.
What is it?

Multiple blood clots,
and they're old.

Definitely been there a while.
They're firm.

What do you think caused it
if it wasn't today's accident?

Well, I'd say, considering
the cigarette burns and the bruising,

prolonged physical assault.

How are we going?

More to the point,
how are you going?

Yeah, we're working on it.
Good. Work faster.

Yes, of course.

Jack, I need to talk to you.

Can it wait?
Jack...

It's about your mother.

Palliative care just called.
She died half an hour ago.

If you want to go see her,
I'll cover for you.

No.

Are you going to call your sister?
The ward will notify her.

What? I barely knew my mother,
Charlotte.

And I don't know Rebecca
at all, so...

DAN: We need details
of your next of kin.

GAVIN: Why? There's nothing wrong
with me. I don't need to be here.

It's okay. I'll sort it out.

Sure.

Sorry. Paperwork has to be done.
It's just a formality.

I just got news they're
closer to getting your brother out.

Is he alright?
He'll need surgery.

But he's alive?

Yeah, he's alive.

Thing is, if you care about him
as much as you say...

Of course I do.
He's my best mate.

Then, you'll make sure
he gets the help he needs?

I would,
if my mate was in trouble.

What would you know?

You said you don't see
your brothers.

No, I don't.

Then what would you know?

Tom...

..I look at what you
and your brother obviously have

and it's something
I can't even imagine.

And I wish I could.

Gavin was in a pretty bad way
before the accident today.

You know that, don't you?

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

It's all I can think about,
what they've done to him.

Who hurt him?

Listen, Gavin's always
been looking out for you.

Now it's your turn.

He needs your help.

So tell me
what's been going on.

Why was he hiding in a tunnel?

He made one stupid mistake,
that's all.

He's not a bad person.
He didn't mean for it to happen.

What sort of mistake
are we talking about?

Gavin was in jail.

How long's he been out for?
Three days.

We're not talking about
a parole here, are we?

He didn't have a choice.
He had to get out of there.

The other guys had been...
The other guys had been bashing him.

I swear, if you send him back there,
you'll get him killed.

Charlotte, can you review
a patient in Sub-Acute 3?

She's tested positive
for blood on the UA.

Sure.

Can't keep you away
from the place, can we?

And Radiology have a window
for the abdo ultrasound,

but she needs a doctor escort
because she's under sedation.

I'm thinking you've got no chance
of getting away for lunch?

PHONE RINGS
You might be right.

Emergency.
Girl's gotta eat.

Yeah, I can take a message.

If you were on duty
and I tried to entice you away?

Damn, she's onto me.

Yeah, I'll make sure he gets it.
Thanks.

What about dinner?
Do I have to wait that long?

I'm on my way, Jess.

Alicia from Oncology called.
She wants to know about the room.

Alicia.
I don't think I know an Alicia.

Isn't she the one
who broke her boyfriend's jaw

because he wouldn't
put the toilet seat down?

She what?

What bugs me is there's a logical
solution under your stupid nose.

You can't even see it.

What are you talking about?

Me! You can ask me to move in, but
no. You didn't even think of that.

Great.

Seriously, Jess,
I'll give you a key right now,

if this is what you really want.

Yeah, I do.

And, quite frankly, you'd be lucky
to have me as a flatmate.

You know what they say,

"You never really truly know
someone until you live with them."

Dan, trauma incoming.
I need you in Resus.

Gavin Lowe, found in the tunnel.
He's a male in his 20s.

Difficult extrication -
he was trapped from his pelvis down.

He had an LOC on the site
and required rapid intubation.

Left-sided tension pneumothorax

decompressed with
a 16-gauge cannula.

Cardiac tamponade
with an EMD arrest.

Treated with a thoracotomy and
formation of a pericardial window.

In a tunnel?

What can I say, Frank?
I love the adrenaline rush.

On my count, on three.
One, two, three.

Blood clots removed
from pericardial sac.

Internal cardiac massage
started 35 minutes ago.

I'll tell Theatre you've arrived.

No, tell them
we're coming up right now.

Good we listen to your belly-aching
about having a whole team?

Qaude's been back for hours,

I dare say the others were sitting
there twiddling their thumbs.

Yeah, you missed a great party.
Mmm.

Get anything from Tom?
What?

Next of kin.
Did you get contact details?

No, he didn't say anything.

Whatever. This guy's
gotta get to Theatre.

(gasps)

You don't know what to do
with yourself on days off, do you?

Then again...
I've swung it with Nelson.

And Frank?

Nelson said he'd swing it
with Frank. A girl's gotta eat.

A girl's got to work, Spence.

You're really going to make me
sell this, aren't you?

Righto.

Pacific oysters.

Figs wrapped in prosciutto
stuffed with goat's cheese.

Lobster flesh with bechamel dip.

Rocket and prosciutto panini.

I don't think we're at
the hospital canteen any more, Toto.

And in case of emergency,
you're only two seconds away.

You had me at the oysters.

Oh, ah, what are you doing?

This is a quiet room.
I'm being quiet.

The office is being fumigated.

Nelson says I can't
get in there for an hour.

You'd think
he could've picked a better time.

That's what I said.
What do you want?

Gavin Lowe busted out of jail
three days ago.

His brother just told me.

So have you called the police?

Yes or no, Jack?

Okay. Well, you saw those injuries
that Gavin's carrying.

The other prisoners
are giving him a hard time.

That's why he broke out.

And his brother's begging me
not to say anything.

If you do that,
you'll be an accessory.

What would you do?
You know damn well what I'd do.

What was all that about?
In the tunnel?

Questioning me
over a surgical decision.

(scoffs) Don't I have
the right to an opinion?

Not if you're letting
personal feelings

get in the way
of professional ones.

I think I can separate them,

but now that
you've brought it up,

what exactly are your personal
feelings towards Charlotte?

Cate...

..Charlotte's one of
my closest friends.

What are you asking, to pretend
she doesn't exist anymore?

So the fact she's going out
with Spence doesn't bother you?

It's thrown me, that's all.

She keeps changing the rules.

What rules?

Come on, Cate. You know exactly
what I'm talking about.

How does that affect you?
What's your point?

I am sick
of playing second fiddle.

You're not
playing second fiddle.

You're kidding yourself,
Vincent.

You can say it all you like -
"Charlotte's just a friend," but...

Jesus, Cate. Do we have
to do this now? I'm exhausted.

Yes, we do!
He's still on the operating table.

Look, everything's been
going fine with us.

We're having a great time.

Then she shows up with a man and
I can't get two words out of you.

What's that saying to you?

I'm not jealous,
if that's what you're suggesting.

Fine.
You keep telling yourself that.

But this is where
I say goodbye.

Flip you for it.

It's yours.
I'd explode if I ate it.

I won't.

I don't know how you
managed to conjure this up,

or what you said to the gods
so that there'd be no emergencies,

but...

As if I was gonna
let you get away with that.

Are you going to miss me when
I fly off to deepest darkest Africa?

Hadn't really thought about it.

Besides,
you haven't even started packing,

so how serious
are you about leaving?

It's no fun unless
you leave it to the last minute.

I'm going to miss you.

Then come with me.
Yeah, right.

I'm serious. Why not?

It makes perfect sense.

They need good doctors in Somalia.

You want to have an adventure.

Then come and have one...

..with me.

Hey. Get back to bed.
You're still under observation.

I want to see my brother.

He's still in Theatre.
We'll tell you once we hear.

How long does it take?

Well,
there's no way of telling.

Why don't you jump back in bed?

Now, your CT scan came back clear,
so that's good news.

You prick! You dobbed him in!
I had to, mate.

I trusted you!
They'll kill him in there!

FRANK: Hey. Hey, come on, mate.
Settle down. Settle down.

I'm sorry.

No wonder your family
don't wanna know you. Who would?

That's enough.

You bastard.

Got him?
Yep.

I suppose I shouldn't
have expected a thankyou.

You did the right thing.

Did I?

We don't even know
what Gavin did, Frank.

He probably stole a car.

He bashed a 93-year-old lady
to death for her pension money.

A simple phone call, Jacky Boy.
It's amazing what you can find out.

Taking you up
to ICU now, Charles.

We're going to do
as you wished, mate.

Take care of him.

No relatives?

None that could be found.

He gets his wish, then.

I would've liked to see
the lawyer's face

when he arrived
to make his will.

Yeah. I bet he didn't
refuse his money, though.

Listen, about that...

Oh.

Thank you.

Name unknown. Found collapsed
three blocks from here in an alley.

Well, well.
Our patient with a drug addiction.

And, look, Jess,
he's brought back our property.

Likely OD.

Narcan, 2mg.

Uncanny. It's like
she's done it all before.

You mongrels!

We're cruel, aren't we, reversing
two drug overdoses in one day.

What were we thinking of?

Maybe we just should've
let the drugs fry your brain

or shut down your heart.

Hey, we could've had bets

to see how long it took
rigor mortis to set in.

Clean him up
and get him out of here.

Why are you still here?

Waiting on an update on Gavin Lowe.
And?

Good, good.
He'll make a full recovery.

Maybe the MRU wasn't such
a waste of money after all.

Can I have that
in writing?

What's the matter?

Nothing. I don't suppose
you're free tonight?

Spence busy, is he?

Come on.

I need to talk to you
about something

and walking on the beach
while I do it.

The beach?

Yeah, take off our shoes,
paddle, wash off the day.

Come on. Please?

I'm sorry, Charlotte.
I can't make it.

Rebecca?

It's Rebecca, isn't it?

Yeah.

I'm sorry to hear
about your mum.

Thanks.
It wasn't unexpected.

Um, is Dr Qaude here today?

I think he's with a patient,
but I will...

It's okay.

Hear about my mum?

I wanted to thank you for everything
you did while she was here.

Are you okay?
Yep.

Have you got a lift home?

I'll just get a cab. It's cool.

Look, Rebecca,
I can give you a lift home.

You don't have to. It's okay.
I want to.

There's something I wanna
tell you about your mum.

Our mum, actually.