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I have no idea why you would want
to transfer your specialty to the ED,

but I assume it's because

you know you'll be joining the
best emergency team in the country.

I do.

Listen, this is a very different
world from your cushy Theatre job.

You'll have half a dozen cases
on the go and another five waiting,

so you've gotta make
the right decisions,

and you've gotta
make them fast.

I can do that.
Good.

Frank, we've got incoming.

Hey, Sean.

You might want to
write some of this down.

I have
a photographic memory.

Welcome aboard.

You can sit this one out
if you wish.

Thanks, but I don't want
special treatment.

Everleigh, no-one gets
special treatment here.

You'll have one shift to prove
you're up to it, or you'll be out.

TONY: Sophie Celna, 28.

Fell between the train
and the platform,

pulled out by bystanders.

Hi, Sophie. I'm Dr Everleigh.

Can you help me, please?

That's why we're here.

There's abdo bruising,
obvious crush injury to left leg.

We'll sort it out in no time,
I promise.

Circulatory obs?

Intact. She was alert and
cooperative at the scene.

BP stable. Leg splinted.
IV saline started en route.

Alright.
Let's get her transferred.

Right, now,
I'm going to examine you,

and we need to put in
another cannula for blood tests.

CATE: Won't take a minute.

Oh, my God.

Michelle? Hey. It's me, Dan.

CHARLOTTE: I'll do bloods.

FBC, UECs, LFTs, group and hold,
and cross-match.

Dan Goldman. We went
to high school together. Remember?

Chest is clear.

Can someone tell my husband
what's happened, please?

I can do that for you.

Pupils equal and reactive.

You really don't remember?

I'm sorry, I... No.

Greendale High.

Dan, this is Sophie Celna.

On a scale of one to 10,
how bad is your leg pain?

Seven.

Let's get Sophie morphine in 2.5mg
increments until she's pain-free.

How's that sound?

Yeah, that's great. Thank you.

I'll get it.

And Gentamycin 100mg IV,
thanks, Dan.

And, Dan, let's run some Hartmann's
at 100ml an hour.

Yeah.

Don't you hate that, when you think
you know someone and you don't?

I don't think.
I know her. I know her.

Her name's Michelle Carter.

So you guys were obviously
good friends,

you and this Michelle Carter?

Or was it more a case of you
worshipping her from afar?

Okay.

So what happened? Did you lose touch
after school or something?

No... She disappeared.
Disappeared?

Mmm. Just before the HSC.

The cops got involved,
they interviewed her whole grade,

but in the end they decided she
was just another teenage runaway.

That's probably why
she's changed her name,

because she doesn't
want to be found out.

Still, it doesn't explain why
she didn't recognise you, though.

It's her, alright?!

I'm just saying it's strange,
that's all.

Yeah, it is.

Okay. Thanks.

Beaumont, is Everleigh
going to be okay in there?

Yeah, he'll be fine.

Good.

You be his babysitter today,
will you?

Frank, can I not?

Watch him.

Pulses are strong.

That's good, right?

Very good.

Now wiggle your toes for me.

Okay. Can you tell me
if this feels sharp or dull?

It's a bit sharp.
Like pins and needles.

Has someone
called my husband?

Cate left a message
for him.

Have you had a tetanus shot
recently?

No.

Okay. We'll organise one for you.

How's the pain now?

Uh, better.

Gentamycin's commenced.

Okay, I'll need
to feel your belly.

You let me know
if I'm hurting you, alright?

How's that leg looking?

It's not compound, but I think
there's tib and fib involvement.

She'll need X-rays,
both AP and lateral views.

Sorry, Sophie.

Ecchymosis and friction burns

to the right and left iliac
and hypogastric regions.

We better get Radiology
to include a supine abdominal.

Yep.

How did you get this?

Car accident
when I was a teenager.

Nasty.

I'll notify Radiology
about the extra films.

Are you taking her? Dan?

Yeah. That's protocol.

I'll see you
when you get back, Sophie.

I'll just let Cate know
where we'll be

in case your husband
turns up, okay?

Yeah, great. Thanks.

What do you think
of that scar?

Least of her problems.

Where's the phone extension list
kept?

Could it be from
a tattoo removal?

I doubt it,

unless there was some fierce
post-procedural infection.

It's just that
the girl I used to know

had a tattoo in that exact place,
a rose.

I'll check
her old records.

An old scar isn't the issue
right now.

Yeah.

Well, maybe the car accident left
her with some other complications

we should know about.

Or maybe you still think
this is your long-lost girlfriend.

Oh, no,
I'm just being thorough.

Go for it, then.

I'm betting he won't
let that one go.

Doesn't look like it.

So, tell me, Dr Beaumont, Frank's
got you babysitting me, hasn't he?

Yep.

By my reckoning,

one more case study should complete
your practitioner's portfolio.

I know.

No sense in delaying it,
Curtis.

Unless you don't want
the accreditation?

I'll look into it,
Frank, okay?

Next patient that comes through
that door is yours, no argument.

That's just a simple lac.
There's no tendon involvement there.

Just need a couple of sutures and
a tet tox and he'll be on his way.

Frank being
his usual subtle self, is he?

I wish he'd
get off my back.

Mate, you put in a hell of
an effort just to get this far.

That was when it seemed like
a good career move for the future.

It still is,
isn't it?

Look, Nelson, the sooner you finish
the accreditation,

the sooner you're back here
managing the ED.

Yeah, I know.

You okay?
Mmm.

MAN: Don't worry your pretty
little head about it, love.

That's all I need -
Dennis the bloody menace.

Hey, chance of getting some service
here, Curtis?

Come on. Come on.

Jacqueline's sick and I want
someone to see her straightaway.

I'll be there in a second,
Dennis.

Bugger that.

I'll swipe her through
with my own card.

Hold on. Dennis...

Come on,
through here, darl.

Hey, hey.

You cannot use a maintenance pass
to admit a patient.

Just did, sweetheart.
Come on, I'll find you a bed.

Don't be silly, Dennis.
I'm not that sick.

Is it just nausea?
Yeah.

Just? She's been
chucking her guts up.

Bloody cruise.
Should sue them.

Alright. Well, I'll get...
Thank you.

Here you are.

When did the cruise get back?

This morning.

Bloody fantastic it was too.
You should try it some time, Curtis.

Might untwist
those panties of yours, mate.

When did you start
feeling ill?

Oh, she started spewing
about three days ago.

Boy, did we tie one on
the night before that, though, hey?

Bula-bula, remember?

Dennis...
Yeah?

Will you please let Jacqueline
answer?

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, sure.

Yeah, about three days ago
I woke up with stomach pains.

Are you on any medication?

No.
No.

Any allergies?

None that I know of.

Me either.

Okay, well, let's get you
into a bed

and then we'll try and work out
what's going on.

Okay.

I told ya. You just gotta
know how to handle this lot.

The nurses, I meant...
I meant the nurses.

So, tell me about
this car accident you had.

Oh?

The mark on your arm.
You said it was from a car accident?

Oh, that was years ago.
Before I was married.

Oh, right.
What was your maiden name?

Wilson. What? Why?

We just need
all your medical records,

make sure we've got all the
information we need to treat you.

Okay.

I'll just clean up
some of those small abrasions.

Are you in any pain now?

I can't feel much
at the moment.

What was she like?

Hmm?

The friend I remind you of.

Well, I haven't actually seen her
in almost 10 years.

Oh.

Do you have any relatives
out in Greendale way?

None that I know of.

My family are all from
the northern beaches.

Hello.

Sophie,
this is Dr Hughes.

He's our surgical registrar,
he's a genius

and he's going to look
at your abdomen.

So, I hear you've been
playing chicken with trains.

Yeah, something like that.

I missed my footing getting off,

jammed my leg
down beside the platform.

Slight dilation
of the loop of the bowel.

Yeah. Could be wind.

Might sort itself out.

Oblique fracture
of the distal tibia and fibula.

That will probably need
pinning and plating, Sophie.

Want me to give Orthopaedics a call?

Yeah.

No, I don't want anything to happen
before my husband gets here.

My husband
makes all the decisions.

Well, he's on his way.

Listen,

we're going to backslab that leg
for you to keep it still

until the bone man
can review you, alright?

Okay.

Dan, keep on eye
on her neurovascular obs.

Mm-hm.

What are you doing here?
I thought you quit.

Yes, from the ED,
not the hospital.

What are you doing here?

Departmental reports
from Admin.

From RN to the mailroom.
Boy, have you come up in the world.

Yes. I'm the transitional care
and discharge nurse.

The one who'd
normally bring these down to you

has just been traumatised

by a certain
Director of Emergency Medicine.

So here I am, Frank, delivering.
There you go.

Do us a favour - read them.

What for?

Oh, come on.
You might learn something.

That'll be the day.

You're not making Nelson
deal with Dennis, are you?

I'm not making Nelson
do anything.

You know Dennis always
rubs him up the wrong way.

When he's a nurse practitioner,
he won't be able to pick and choose.

He may as well
get used to it.

File that, will you?

Well, you've been warned.

Hey, I was thinking we should all
head to Cougars tonight,

to celebrate Sean's first day.

Sounds marvellous.

We'll see you there, then?
Ooh, no.

Oh, come on, Von.

What about you, Jack? Cougars
tonight, for Sean's first day?

Yeah, sure.
Great.

Yeah, I forgot he started
today. How's he doing?

Hasn't killed anyone yet.

And how's
my favourite little nurse?

Busy.

The doctor will be able to tell you
exactly what's going on, Mr Celna.

She's okay? I mean, she's
not seriously injured or anything?

Hi.
Hey.

I was so worried.

I didn't know what to think
when they left that message.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to scare you. It's just...

Let's not worry
about that now.

The important thing is
that you're okay.

Are you the doctor?

Sean Everleigh.

Steve Celna.
So what's the story?

Your wife has multiple fractures
to her leg

that will most likely
require surgery,

and some abdominal bruising
that won't.

Well, that's a relief.

I should never have let you
take that job.

Come on. It was an accident,
that's all.

In fact, can you call them
and let them know what's happened,

because I might not
be in tomorrow.

Sophie, you won't be
back at work for weeks.

What? What do you mean?
I only just started there.

Pity you can't get your double
to take over.

What's that?

Dan here reckons I've got
an exact double walking around.

Just this girl
I went to high school with.

Two of you, Soph?
I couldn't be that lucky.

Hey.

What's up with you, grump?

Nothing.

What do I have to do
to be recognised around here, Jack?

I've worked hard here.

We are understaffed
and we're still functioning,

but all I ever hear is,

"When's Nelson coming back
as Nursing Unit Manager?"

Listen,

we all understand what a great job
you've been doing here, Deanna.

Yeah, but the second Nelson
wants back in the chair, I'm gone.

Listen, he needs to get
back on his feet, and, um...

..it is his job,
after all.

You'll find something else.

Maybe not here,
but with your experience...

I don't want to work anywhere else.
I like working here.

I like working with you.

It won't matter
where you work.

It won't make any difference
to us, will it?

It's not just about us.

I just don't think Nelson's
ready to manage the ED.

Not yet.

Do you?

I'm not sure,
but it's not my decision.

And it's not yours either.

Want a bet?

Were any of the other passengers
sick?

Yeah.
Yeah, a couple.

Yeah, food poisoning, I reckon.
You know, Suva Surprise.

Any dizziness?

Yeah, sometimes when I stand up.

And you said
you've been vomiting?

Yeah.
Yeah.

So are we gonna
see a doctor?

Actually, I'm handling this one.

Says who?

Says me.

No, not good enough, Curtis.
Not good enough at all.

And says Dr Campion.

It's fine with me, Dennis.

Alright. Okay. Alright.

Any diarrhoea?

No.

I had the squirts a bit, though.

Well, I did.

I'll head off, okay?
I'll see you a bit later on.

Okay.

Got to... make a phone call.

I'm really sorry.
I know he can be a bit...

Don't... don't worry about it.

Well, she has a three-day history
of intermittent stomach pain

with nausea
and occasional vomiting.

Low-grade fever
and more frequent urination.

Anyone else on the cruise
have the same symptoms?

Yeah, a couple, they said.

I've done the usual bloods
and a beta HCG,

thick and thin films for malaria,
and an MSU.

PHONE RINGS
Diagnosis?

Maybe a urinary tract infection.

Or?

Viral gastroenteritis?

More likely.

Well, um,
do all the stuff with the bloods

and we'll take it
from there.

Dr Campion,
we have a trauma incoming.

Clear Resus.

We're going to move you
to another spot

while we're waiting for
the Orthopaedic review.

Look, doctor,

I think I might have Sophie
transferred to another hospital.

The bed relocation
is no big deal, Mr Celna.

The orthopods
haven't even been down yet.

We have private health cover-
we might as well use it.

I really would advise against
moving her at this stage.

Why's that?

Any disturbance to a injury
like this should be avoided

until the fracture's
been stabilised.

Yeah, but it's stabilised now,
isn't it?

What's the difference
if she's waiting here for surgery

or in another hospital?

Um... look, if you really want
to move her, I can't stop you,

but you should at least wait for
our bone specialist to examine her.

Is that really necessary?

Look, call your health fund.

Find out the names of your preferred
orthopaedic specialists

and the private hospitals
they admit to in your area.

Okay. I'll do that.

We can organise a transfer once she's
been cleared by our orthopaedic team.

Thank you.

I'll make some calls.
Won't be long.

Okay.

Okay, here we go.

JACK: You right with that?
TONY: Yep.

What have we got?

Lachlan Bates. 16 years old.

Fell off a horse
during polo training at school.

Has the school
notified his parents?

No idea.

Need a hand?
Yep, that'd be good.

Injury to lower back,
complaining of pain,

pins and needles
and weakness in legs.

Lachlan, can you hear us?

BP 90/60, pulse 100.
Spinal immobilisation.

Oxygen at 12 litres.
IV Hartmann's infusing.

Yeah, well, my girl got sick

and I'm holding you lot personally
responsible for it, alright?

Hey?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Yeah?

You'll be reading about it
in the newspapers, then.

How do you like them apples?

You pay a couple of grand
for a holiday,

and this is the bloody treatment
you get.

I need you to fill out
these forms.

More paperwork.

Jacqueline wasn't triaged.

Yeah, fair enough.

Everything going okay
with Nelson?

Uh, well, I suppose
if we can't have a proper doctor,

he'll have to do.

It's just he's been through
such a lot lately.

What do you mean?

Pupils equal and reactive.

Okay, Lachlan, I want you to squeeze
my hands as hard as you can.

That's it. Good man.

I bet you're good
at arm-wrestling.

Lachlan, push your feet
against my hands, mate.

Come on, mate.
One big, hard push.

Okay, some neurological deficit
with initial paralysis.

Let's get that radiology done,
shall we?

Am I going to be okay?

That's the plan, my friend.

Oh, Curtis. There you are.

I told you, Dennis - the tests
will take a while to come back.

Yeah, yeah. Look, don't worry
about that for now, mate.

What are you doing?

Look, Nelson, I just heard
what happened at your wedding, mate.

And I'm really sorry for your loss,
mate. I truly am.

Kerry was a good sort.

I'm busy, Dennis.

I... I just want you to know
that I'm here for you, mate.

Look, I know what it's like
to lose someone you care about, okay?

My wife buggered off
with my brother.

And I know that doesn't hold a candle
to having your loved one murdered,

but I know
what it's like to hurt.

I thought it was
going to kill me.

But you get through it.
You do.

So if you need anything,
you ask. Okay?

Just give it
to me straight.

Nothing would give me
greater pleasure

than to give it to you straight,
Dennis.

I know.

I've got your back, okay?
You remember that.

You're a good man.

Ah!
Sorry.

Your leg's a little bit more swollen
than it was before.

Oh, God.

Yeah, okay.

Hey, I think I can get you
into Exeter Private.

That's... that's good.

Can you wiggle your toes?

No. It hurts.

It's okay, Soph.
I'll take care of you.

What's going on?

I think the swelling in her leg

might be affecting
the circulation in her foot.

And that means?

Once I'm done here,
I'll get a doctor for you.

Yeah, you do that.

It's okay. We'll be
out of here soon, I promise.

Sean, Sophie's pedal pulses
are diminished.

Her capillary refill
is sluggish.

And I checked out her medical records
too - they only go back five years.

Did you check
under her maiden name?

Yep. Maiden name has no record.

You've gotta
let this go, mate.

All I'm saying is, if she was
involved in a serious car accident,

there would be
a record of it.

Maybe it happened somewhere else -
interstate, even overseas, mate.

I'm telling you,
I know this woman.

Well, maybe you do, but right now,
this isn't our problem,

her leg is, okay?

I'm sorry, Sophie,
but I have to do this.

It's really hurting.

If you could give us a second,
Mr Celna?

I want to stay.

It shouldn't take too long.
You can wait just outside.

It's alright, Steve.

Can you describe
the pain for me?

I don't know.
It's like an ache.

Okay. Just try to relax.

Sophie, have you
ever been overseas?

No. Why?

Or just lived interstate?

No, I told you, I grew up
in the northern beaches.

I still live there.

It's just that I tried
to check your medical records,

but they only go back five years,

and your maiden name
comes up with nothing, so...

Dan.
..can you explain that?

Sorry, what does this matter?

It doesn't.

Why are you lying, Michelle?

Dan.

My name is Sophie.

This isn't from a car accident.
It was a tattoo.

Can you please stop
asking me questions?

Dan, you need to step out.

She's lying.
Why are you lying?

I'm not lying. I don't know.
Alright? I don't know.

I don't...
Can you just leave me alone?

What's going on?

I don't know.

He just keeps asking me
these things over and over again,

and I don't know.

I can't remember the answers.

I don't know.
What are the answers, Steve?

What in heaven's name
do you think you're doing?

I was just trying to help.

Dan, out.

It's alright, baby.
I'm here.

I want that transfer,
and I want it now.

And what do you want, Sophie?

I want
whatever Steve decides is best.

What was all that about?

I just want to know
what we're going to do.

We're going to organise a transfer
as requested.

That's fantastic.
What about her leg?

Orthopaedics haven't
been down to look at her yet.

They're not willing to wait for that
now, thanks to your third degree.

That husband of hers might not be
thinking about her medical welfare,

but maybe you should, hmm?

And are you?

Or is this about something else
altogether?

What's SHE saying
about the transfer?

Well... anything
he wants her to say.

Anything he wants her to say?
Exactly.

Don't you think
that's pretty weird?

I'm telling you, there's some sort
of control thing going on up there.

Please don't let him
take her away from here, please.

Not until I can figure out
what's going on, okay?

I don't have a choice.

Sean, listen to me...

No, you listen,
you need to stay away from her.

Okay.

From both of them.
Do you understand?

Dennis, stop.

The squeaky wheel gets the grease.
You watch this.

Curtis...

What are you doing
in here?

Mate, dumping us back out in
the waiting room's just on, okay?

We're tired of waiting.

If you want to go home,
I'll call with the results.

Sorry, no can do.
Got to look after my princess.

Go back to the waiting room,
Dennis.

I'll have the results
as soon as I can.

Now, I won't tell you again.

Look, I know we had
a little moment there before,

but I'm still watching you.

You and Dennis had a moment?
Don't ask.

Want me to take him
off your hands?

No.

Did you tell him about,
um, Kerry?

No.

Well, someone just did.

SEAN: I've been thinking about

this whole mix-up
with Dan being so sure he knows you.

Yeah, I didn't mean
to upset him before.

It's just... he kept going on
about it, all those questions.

CATE: It's alright.
We understand.

Maybe if we all talk
a little bit more

about why
he thought he knew you,

we might be able to
set his mind at rest.

That scar on your arm,
for example.

Dan's got it into his head
that you've had a tattoo removed.

As if you wouldn't
remember that.

What did he say
the tattoo was?

A rose.
A rose.

He also said
his friend's dad had one too.

I wonder why
a girl would get a tattoo done

exactly the same
as her father?

So that she could identify him by it

if he ended up
dead in a gutter somewhere.

So he wouldn't be
just another dead junkie.

I need to speak to Dan. Please,
I really want to talk to Dan.

Sure. Of course.

Hey.

Hi.

Can you tell me, um, some more
about this friend of yours,

the one I look like?

Sure. What do you want to know?

Everything.

Um... like,
what, what, uh...

what was she like at school,
and her friends, parents,

you know...

Okay.

Well, um...

..she was a bit of a rebel,
you know.

She liked to stay out late,
jig class, give the teachers heaps.

I thought she was cool,
very cool.

She lived with her dad
in a caravan park.

I never actually met him,
but she used to talk about him heaps.

He was stoned a lot
and he got into fights down the pub.

My mum had a theory that
he was the reason why she ran away.

She wanted to escape.

Escape?

Michelle, look at me.
You remember me, don't you, huh?

Can you tell me
some more?

She went out one night
and never came back.

We were all interviewed
by the cops,

but in the end,
they said she'd just run away.

No...

Just try to relax.

My heart's just...

Okay. Just try to slow down
your breathing.

Slow and steady.

I'm going to be sick.
Okay. Hold on to that.

I need a hand here.

What's wrong?
What's happening to her?

She's having a panic attack.

It just, it really...

It's okay.

Do something!

What's wrong?

I don't know, I just...

Just step out while we get
this under control?

I'm not leaving her.

It wasn't a request,
Mr Celna.

Okay, in through the nose,
out through the mouth.

Big deep breaths.
That's the way.

I'm giving you some Diazepam, Sophie.
It will help settle you.

You'll be okay now.

It's burning. Where's Steve?

He's outside.

We met on the beach.
Oh, no, that's not right.

I don't know
what's happening to me.

Just try to control your breathing,
okay?

CHARLOTTE: The swelling
has escalated in the leg.

Loosening the bandage had no effect.
Neither did the anti-inflammatories.

Let's get the backslab right off.

My leg,
it feels like it's going to explode!

She's tachycardic and hypertensive.

It's compartment syndrome.

Can you do something, please?

Page Vincent or Jack.
I don't care which.

Where's Steven? I need him.
He needs to tell me what to do!

Sean.

We need to do a fasciotomy.

Sophie, listen to me.

The pressure in your leg
has built up to the point

where it's cutting off
your circulation.

To relieve that pressure,
we need to cut open the leg.

Do you understand
what I'm saying to you?

Sophie?

No, I'm not Sophie. I'm not Sophie.
I'm Michelle. My name's Michelle.

My name's...

Ah!
Everything's going to be okay.

My name's Michelle.

(screams)

(continues screaming)

(screams)

Second incision.

(screams)

It's okay.
Shh, it's over. Shh.

The pain should ease up now.

Vincent's on his way.

Thanks.

Morphine?

Yeah, 2.5mg IV, thanks, Cate.

How do you feel now?

Where's Steve?
I just need Steve.

You want to hazard a guess
as to what that was all about?

Well, she's pretty messed up
emotionally.

You might want to consider
a psych review.

Good news, Dr Everleigh.

Her left calf diameter's
only 5cm bigger than the right now,

circulation's restored,
and her pain's under control.

Good.

Is Sophie alright?

We've got her stabilised, but
she needs to go to Theatre urgently.

What? She can't make
that decision, not without me.

She's an adult, Mr Celna, perfectly
capable of making her own decisions.

You don't know her
like I do.

Why don't you and I
take a walk, hmm?

I need to see my wife.

Mr Celna, we're looking after her.

That's what you want, isn't it -
for her to be okay?

Come on. Come on.

No, that will be fine.

Thank you.

Bye.

Was that Sean's first fasciotomy?

Yeah.

So much for me having
to babysit him. He's good.

Yeah. Well, yeah, he is.

I don't think she'll
even need skin grafts.

She's resting comfortably, but she
won't be going anywhere in a hurry.

But the transfer's
all arranged.

I know, but as I said,
we need to get her to Theatre,

and I'd like to organise
for a psychiatrist to assess her

once she's
out of the anaesthetic.

Absolutely not.

Mr Celna...

You think she's crazy?
I don't use that word.

There's something going on,
and we need to find out what.

It's absolutely unnecessary.

And Dan, the nurse you met before,
was right.

Her name isn't Sophie, it's Michelle.
She said so herself.

And?

People change their names
all the time.

Maybe, but they usually
remember doing it.

Your wife seemed unaware of...

Look. You have absolutely no right
to go snooping into our business.

No right!

Sophie's a good girl.

All you need to do is help her
make the right decisions. That's it.

Did you know your wife
was a teenage runaway?

Sophie is my soul mate.

I knew it
the minute I laid eyes on her.

We're meant to be together.
Is that okay with you?

There's no indications
of urinary tract infection

and no bacteria in the blood,

and your white cell count
was normal.

That's good, isn't it?

Yes.

So you found nothing.
What a waste of bloody time.

Uh, no, Dennis...
we did find something.

Oh, shit.

Well, whatever it is, darl,
we'll get through it.

You're pregnant.

Pregnant?

Congratulations.

And we'll refer you to
the antenatal outpatients department

for follow-up care.

But I don't understand.

Dennis only has one testicle.

One's all it takes.

That's the best bloody news
I've ever heard!

Hey, thanks, mate!

You're welcome, Dennis.

That's unreal. Thanks, boss.

My teste works!
I'm not shooting blanks!

The power of one, hey?

Hello!

Uh, Deanna.

My letter of reference
for Curtis's accreditation.

Copy it and forward it on
to the appropriate people, will you?

Right.

He'll be ready to hop back into
the NUM's job,

so if I were you, I'd be thinking
about what I'm going to do next.

Where's the EDIS stats?

Dr Campion,
if you're still angry with me

about the incident report
involving Von last week,

I've admitted my mistake.

It was never my intention
to make her leave the ED.

I never said it was.

How well do you know Dennis Poole?

The maintenance man?
Hmm.

I know who he is, of course.

It's just that he seems to have
information about certain people

that he really shouldn't have.

I was just wondering
how he came by it.

And you think
I've got something to do with it?

Do you?

Dr Campion... if you've got a moment
later on, after the shift maybe,

I'd really like to
have a talk with you.

What about, Deanna?

I'd just like to talk to you.

And we had English together,
we had History together.

You always used to sit
right at the back.

And...

Mr Daley.

Yeah!

The teacher's name
was Mr Daley.

Yeah.

Did he wear those jackets
with the patches on the elbows?

Yeah, he did.

Do you remember the day

when he banned you
from going to the school dance?

It was the same day
you asked him

if his mother sewed
those patches on for him.

You went anyway.

And I'm really glad that you did,
Michelle.

What? What? What is it?

It feels like there's
this other person living in my head.

Every time I think that
I'm remembering something,

there's this voice
that's telling me that I'm wrong.

I am a good girl, though, I am.

Steve made me good.

How did he do that?

I don't know.
I can't remember.

You can remember.

Think back to the first time
that you met him.

Where was it?

Uh... he was at the pub.

I was trying to get my dad
out of there.

Great. You met Steve in the pub.

No, I met him at the beach.
I was at the beach and then...

There wasn't any beaches
near us.

It's alright.

No...
It's alright.

He promised he'd look after me,
and he was the only person who did,

because I was so bad.

No, you weren't bad!

But Sophie isn't,
Sophie's good.

I am good.

If you say that enough times,
it becomes true, right?

Oh.

Tell us more about the night
Steve promised to look after you.

Um...

We went back to his home and...

I don't even know.

I think I must have slept
for, like, days and days.

Is it possible
he drugged you?

It was dark.

His house?
Or just the room you were in?

I think he hurt me.

He burnt my tattoo off.

And it hurt so much.

"You've gotta answer
the questions.

"Now, what's your name?

"No. No, see, that's wrong.
Your name is Sophie.

"Now tell me, what... Answer
the question. What's your name?

"You're not going to eat
and you're not going to drink

"and you'll be here forever
unless you answer the questions."

Oh, Michelle...

Stop it. I'm Sophie.

Um, I'll call the cops.

No, I don't want... No.
Can you not, please?

We can make sure
Steve doesn't hurt you again.

The police will charge him
and take him away.

No, you see, Michelle,
she's no-one, nothing.

And I am Sophie.

Dan, Steve saved me.

Oh.

He saved me
and I love him for that.

We've organised for a counsellor
to talk to you

once you're out of surgery,
alright?

Thank you.

Hey.

Will you be there
when I wake up?

I'm always there when you wake up,
baby. You know that.

Excuse us.

I love you.

Thanks for everything
you've done.

Like I said, we just want your wife
to get the help she needs.

I'm all she needs. I know
what's best for her. I always have.

Not sure the police
will agree with that.

Why? All I did was save
a teenage runaway.

Goodbye, Doctor.

Alright?

He tortured her
until he got the woman he wanted,

and now she says
she loves him.

How do we undo that?

I don't know.

Ultimately it's all
going to be up to Sophie.

Michelle.
Her name's Michelle, okay?

We won't let you
get away with this.

You realise that,
don't you?

I've already got away with it.

Well, let's see what counselling and
time does to that theory, Mr Celna.

Either way, you will
never get to hurt Michelle again.

Well, there are a thousand Michelles
in this world, Doctor.

So if you succeed in taking
this one away from me,

I will find
another one to save.

Maybe someone younger...
a little less used.

JACK: Ah, there you are.

I was beginning to think you'd
forgotten about our little chat.

So, what do you want
to talk about?

I want to know
what I've done wrong.

I've worked hard.

I've stayed longer
than I was supposed to,

but I get the feeling
you disapprove of me somehow.

Really?

Do you?

Let's just say
I'm beginning to wonder

why strange things
seem to happen when you're around.

Strange things?

Why does Curtis
threaten you so much?

Can't be personal, unless there's
some deep, dark secret between you

that I know nothing about.

No secret.
And he doesn't threaten me.

Oh, so it's the job.

The one that you
currently have on loan

and which I assume
you don't want to give back.

That's unfair.

Please don't play
the doe-eyed innocent with me.

I know what you're up to.

With all due respect,
you have no idea what I'm up to.

I know it involves kicking a man
when he's down,

rubbing the team up
the wrong way,

and you've got two weeks left
on your contract.

So if you should decide
right now to walk away,

I would support that decision.

In fact, I would applaud it,

because it will save me the trouble
of going to Admin tomorrow morning

and making sure
you get the sack.

Is there anything else
you want to talk about?

Goodnight.

What did Frank want
to see you about?

I've gotta get out of here.
What... what did he want?

Hey...

Please, just take me home.

Sure.

Hey, mate.

I heard you finished
the whole practitioner thing today.

Yeah.

Hey. Well done.

You looking forward
to actually doing the job now?

Yeah, I am.

Cool.

I'm looking for pool players.
Any takers?

Count me in.

What? I play pool.

Good.

You too. Come on. Charlotte and I
want to kick some butt.

Alright.

We'll see you at the table.

Show us what you're made of.

How you doing?

How you doing?

Fine.

You going for
some record here or what?

Life sucks, Sean.
You know that?

You know what else sucks, mate?
Hangovers.

Come on.
I'll drive you home.

She didn't even remember
who I was.

I was just some dick
that went to school with her.

Come on.

Can you listen?
For once, listen.

Can you keep a secret?

After the school dance,

we went back to this party
and we spent the night together,

and she doesn't remember
any of it.

I loved her.
I loved her so much.

She was so nice, Shane.

Sean.

Sean, I said Sean...
don't patronise me.

Hey.

♪ To think of you
when I'm down and feeling blue

♪ You are all I need to be free

♪ I need to be free ♪

Deanna,
will you please talk to me?

What did Frank say to you
to make you so upset?

Nothing.
I don't want you getting involved.

Well, I'm already involved.

I need to know what happened?

He...

..he wanted to know what I was
prepared to do to keep my job.

I was an idiot
to agree to meet him alone.

Let's just leave it at that.

No, let's not leave it at that.
What did he say to you?

Jack, do I have
to spell this out?

He wanted me
to have sex with him.

He said either I agree to it

or he'll go to Nursing Admin
and have me fired.

What am I going to do?