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Everything's alright
with you and Dan?

Yeah.

Charlotte made a pass at me.
It made me uncomfortable.

You lying bitch!
Hey! Hey!

Hey! Hey! Are you a nurse?
Yes.

My wife's having a baby.
She's in a lot of trouble.

Can you help us?
You'll need to call an ambulance.

I've done that! That was
15 minutes ago. Can you help me?

I'm sorry.
You will need an ambulance.

Hey! My wife's in trouble
down the street. She's having a baby.

Can you help me?
You'll have to try Emergency.

I need a doctor now! Can you help me?
I'm sorry, mate. I can't.

Listen.

I'll wait with her
until the ambulance arrives,

and you can come back with them.

Thank you.

I'm Phil, by the way. Phil Mawson.

What's this place?

It's right this way, OK?

Listen, mate - you just tell me...

..what the hell
is your wife doing here?

It's a long story.
Please, can you hurry up?

No. Uh, look, we'll wait here
for the ambulance, hey?

I'll check on their progress.
No, you can't do that!

Look, I didn't
call an ambulance, OK?

But there's
a very good reason for that.

Look, I work for the Australian
Government, OK?

If they knew why I was here, doing
what I was doing, I'd be in jail.

I'm not trying to
scare you with that.

Well, you're not
filling me with confidence.

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

I need you to understand
that my arse is on the line here!

I'm out of here.
Wait, you can't!

I am not going any further until you
tell me exactly what is going on.

There IS a pregnant woman inside, OK?

She's not my wife,
but she is in trouble.

That's all you need to know, OK?
Believe me.

(WOMAN SOBS)

(GASPS IN PAIN)
Who is this?

I'm a nurse. OK, grab my hand.

Here you go.
Hold really hard. Squeeze it.

Is this someone you know?

Yes, I think
introductions are a great idea.

No names.
She's here to help, OK?

Trust me on this, alright?

This is Nadir and his wife, Adeena.
(PANTS)

Is this your first baby, Adeena?
My second.

OK. Any problems
with your other labour?

Right. When are you due?

In two days, but the contractions
started early this morning.

How far apart?
Three minutes.

But the pain is getting stronger.

Yes, well, you need
to be in hospital.

BOTH: No.
They can't do that.

They're here illegally.

Oh, get my bag out of the car.

You will help me?
Yes.

Thank you.

(GASPS)

Jennifer Foley. Restrained driver
in a head-on collision.

She was trapped for 30 minutes.
Resus is full. Into Acute.

We got you now, Jennifer.
Louie. I need to see Louie.

GCS is 15. She's got severe
pelvic and sacral back pain.

She's got a haematoma
in the pelvic area

and a deep laceration
to the left shoulder.

Where's Louie? I wanna see him.
Who's Louie?

Her son was with her.

He slid out of the seatbelt upon
impact. The rescue chopper took him.

Find out where, will you?
Will do.

Alright. On my count -
one, two, three.

Know where you are, Jennifer?
Hospital.

That's good.

WOMAN: I'll page Radiology
for a trauma series.

Pupils equal and reactive.
Louie!

We'll find out how your son is as
soon as we can. Try and stay still.

The shoulder will need repair
and cleaning in surgery.

Put pressure on there, please.
It's my fault he's hurt.

Just try and keep still.
He's never sick. (GROANS)

This morning he started coughing,
and he wouldn't stop.

(COUGHS)

So I was taking him to the doctor.

And I was in such a rush.

Can we call his dad for you?
He'll never forgive me for this.

Hey!

Been up to see Admin?
Yep.

Is everything alright?
Yeah.

They're gonna contact Charlotte
and see if we can get this resolved.

Good. Listen, if you're OK to work,
Steve needs a hand in Resus.

If you'd rather not, that's...

No, no, that's OK. Really.

Thanks.

(MAN GRUNTS IN PAIN)

What happened?
A bloody pig.

Wild boar in a national park.

Rex was attacked yesterday
while bushwalking.

A pig? Are you serious?
Have a look.

Feral pigs are bloody vicious.

How long's this been on for, mate?

Oh, all night. My leg was
pissing blood when I put it on.

Morphine?
Five milligrams to start with.

Is there anyone I can call
to let them know you're here?

No. No-one.

Pedal pulse is absent.

I'll organise
that pain relief for you.

And get Mike down here for a consult.

Can you get that thing off, mate?
It's killing me.

No, it's not that simple.

This belt's gonna have to
come off really slowly.

Get it off.

If we do that, there'll be a sudden
release of toxins into your system.

I don't care.
Well, you better care.

If those toxins reach your heart,
they'll stop it stone dead.

Do you understand?

(GROANS)

This is Marc, Jennifer's husband.
Is she alright?

She may have a pelvic fracture.

She could lose
a lot of blood very quickly.

I need to see her.
Yeah, of course.

Jen!
How's Louis?

Oh, he's been taken to...
Sorry, you just told me.

St Angela's. They have a fantastic
paediatric trauma unit there.

We will keep you posted, OK?

The other car
pulled straight out in front of us.

I was going too fast to stop.

It's not your fault, OK?

I'm so sorry.

You're sure this woman
won't tell about us?

She just wants to help, OK?
(ADEENA GROANS)

(GROANS)

Everything is alright?
Everything is fine, Nadir.

Look, I wish I had
something for the pain,

but I don't carry that with me.

You are here. That is enough.

Look.

I have no way of monitoring
the baby's heartbeat

or your progress.

Your baby needs to be born
in a hospital.

My baby just needs to be born,
to live.

Then let me get help!

No.

My first baby, a little girl -

she die.

Please don't let
anything happen to this one.

I just had a word to St Angela's.

Louie's on a breathing machine and
they've sent him for a brain scan.

Why?

He may have an injury to his head.

Oh, God.

We'll know more
when the scan comes back.

I'm so sorry.

Will you just stop saying that?

He also broke his right arm
below the elbow,

and he'll need surgery to fix it.

You need to go to him.

Yeah, I will. I just wanna make sure
that you're alright first.

I'm fine. Just go.

He needs you.

Let's get the pelvis stabilised.

I don't think you're
in any state to drive, are you?

Why don't I get someone
to organise a taxi?

Oh, no. I can't wait.
Hey, listen, I've just signed off.

If you want me to drive you
to St Angela's...

Perfect.
Oh, thanks.

Alright, let's go.

Can you feel it
when I touch your leg there?

No.

How about there?
No.

I couldn't reach my mobile phone,

and I knew if I left it
I'd bleed to death.

The only thing I could think of
doing was wrapping my belt round it.

Stupid.
Hey, you survived the night.

Oh, thank God someone found me
on the track this morning.

Steve.

Have you told him
he might end up losing that leg?

He's having enough trouble coping
with the risk of a cardiac arrest

once we remove the tourniquet.

The belt's gotta come off now.
He's not stable enough to transfer.

No. So we remove it here and we deal
with the problems as they arise.

OK.

It's all my fault.

Just stay still for us.

Marc'll never forgive me.

Jennifer, the more you move,
the more pain you'll be in.

I wonder if I've killed him.

OK, you in place?
Mm-hm.

I should've told Marc,
but Louie is his world.

Jennifer, we're gonna pull this
tight around your pelvis.

It'll hurt, I'm sorry.
We'll do it as quickly as we can.

OK, ready.
You ready? On three.

One, two, three.

(CRIES OUT IN PAIN)

OK, just hang in there.
We're almost finished.

It's gonna feel a lot better
once it's in place.

Almost there.
(SOBS) Stop! Stop!

Alright. We're done.

We're finished. It's OK.

OK. We need to do a repeat set
of obs. Get on to the blood bank.

You OK?

It's OK. We're finished.

How could I have been so stupid?

I always put him in the booster seat.

Always.

Your son wasn't in the booster seat
when you had the accident?

No.

That's why he slid out
of the seatbelt.

He...he just...

..slid out of it.

Come on. You can do it.

Push!

(SCREAMS)
Come on. Good! Good!

Good!

OK.

Here's your girl.

Say hello
to your beautiful daughter.

Is it done?
Yeah.

Come in.
(BABY CRIES)

Meet your daughter.

She is the image of her sister.

(RECITES WORDS IN ARABIC)

He's singing the Adhan -
the call to prayer.

So that the first words his daughter
hears from him are the words of God.

Get out.

I want the truth about all of this.

Alright. Look, they acted
as interpreters for us in Iraq.

The imams started preaching
that all interpreters were spies.

You got them out.

Through Syria to Indonesia
and then here.

Look, they've been through so much.

I couldn't just
leave them over there

to be targeted
by the local militia.

Is that what happened
to their daughter?

Yeah. A mob came over
to their house.

Broke windows, threw rocks.

Nadir and Adeena's two-year-old
daughter was killed by a neighbour

who played music at their wedding.

Now, if they get
sent back over there,

that's what they can look forward to.

More violence.

Adeena says the little one
isn't warm enough.

Please.

She's breathing too quick.
Something is wrong.

I tried to feed her,
but she won't take it.

What's wrong with her?
I'm not sure.

But you're right.
She's far too listless.

What can we do?

Give me your jacket.

What for?

She's cold.
We have to keep her warm.

And if she doesn't warm up?

Then we have no choice.

She has to go to a hospital.

(BABY CRIES)

Blood sugar is far too low.

I told you, no hospital!

Is she so very sick?
Yes, very sick.

They can't go to hospital, Von.
It's way too risky for them.

Is there no other way?

Alright. Take my car.

Go to a chemist. Get baby formula.
You've gotta hurry.

There is no chemist near here.
Well, get bottled water and sugar.

We've got to get her feeding.

Come on, little one.

Live!

Be strong and have courage,
like your father.

He went on a hundred missions with
Australian and British soldiers.

No helmet. No body armour.

Couldn't you apply for asylum?

When we tell them
we need to leave Iraq,

they say
they have no policy for that.

Shh, Adeena. It doesn't matter now.

Yes, it matters.

This is how my husband
is rewarded for his courage.

Helping the coalition was a way of

building a better future
for my family.

I would do it again.

Come on, sweetheart.
You need Mummy's milk.

Yes, you do.

Come on, little one. Try.

How did you manage to stay conscious
in the bush all night?

Oh, have a look in that bag
the ambos brought in.

There should be a sketchpad.

Yeah.

I take it everywhere I go.

It helps pass the time.

These are really good.
Thanks.

Can you set up
a sodium bicarb infusion, please?

Yep.

Hopefully that will
counteract the toxins

that will be released
into your system

once we start loosening the belt.

Will it stop me carking it?

It'll put the odds in our favour.

Better than nothing, I suppose.

OK.

Keep him talking.
Try and keep him focused.

If he starts slurring
or getting confused,

then we'll know the toxins
are entering his system.

GABRIELLE: Now, Jennifer,
I've just spoken to your husband.

How's Louis?

They're taking him into surgery now
to repair the arm.

And that'll take a couple of hours.

And then they'll
take him off to Intensive Care.

What about his head?

They found a small clot
on the brain scan.

But they are gonna try
and repair that without surgery.

They have an excellent Neuro team
at St Angela's.

They do.

Now we know how your son is,
we can get you up to theatre.

Not till Marc gets back.

The longer we wait,
the more blood you're losing.

You're putting more in me.

And it's pouring
straight back into your pelvis

in life-threatening amounts.

I don't care.

I'll just buzz you through.

Marc?

Ooh. There you go, buddy.

Are you right?
Do you wanna sit down somewhere?

No. I'm OK.

Look, Marc,
what the doctor said before...

Just...

It's bad enough
that I had to see him like that.

He's so little!

And I don't...I don't even want to
think about how he got in that state.

I know.

How the hell could you?

You don't know what we went through
to have Louie,

how long we waited.

Three years of trying.

Do you know what finally worked?

Guided meditation.

(CHUCKLES)

I know. It sounds completely flaky.

We were ready to try anything.

You know, if it works...

It did.

We visualised Jen pregnant.

You know,

what she'd look like, how she'd feel.

And suddenly, one day...

..she was pregnant.

We dreamed our son into being.

How amazing is that?

Pretty amazing.

And then she goes and forgets
to strap him in his booster seat.

How could she be so bloody stupid?

PHIL: Sorry.
I could only find a coffee shop.

No. You did well.

Is it working?

She's colder than she was before

and her breathing's still too fast.

Come on. Come on, darling.

Come on.
(CRIES)

Right. There is nothing more
I can do for her here.

We desperately need an ambulance.

If you call an ambulance, we'll
all end up in jail. Including you.

And if we don't, the baby could die.

Nadir, we can't
let anything happen to her.

I've got them this far, Von.

And it wasn't to get their
second child taken away from them.

This isn't about you.
It's not about them.

It's about getting the baby
the help SHE needs.

There truly is
nothing more you can do?

We need a paediatrician now.

Then, please, call an ambulance.

Maybe things will be different
when we get home.

Do you really think so?

I could take her to the hospital.

Leave you two here.

Nobody need know
who her parents are or...

..where she came from.

Watch the monitor carefully
for arrhythmias.

We'll need some more normal saline
when that runs out.

Keep giving morphine
in increments of 2.5mg as needed.

Are you ready?
Yeah.

Rex, this is gonna take
quite some time.

I'm gonna go very, very slowly.
Alright?

Well, don't hurry on my account.

Sure.

You're looking good so far.

Do you mind if I have
another look at your sketches?

Sure.
Who's this?

(GROANS) That's Emma.

She was my girlfriend.

Where'd you meet her?

At art school. I was 19.

She was a brilliant painter.

She was offered a place
at a school in France.

How's that pain, Rex?
It's alright.

Check his pulses.

Did she go? To France?

Well, we were both gonna go.
Yeah, we had it all planned.

We were gonna do the galleries
and live in an attic.

Until my parents found out.

(PANTS)

I was working at my Dad's
advertising agency.

And I said to him,
"It's just to save up some money."

But my parents
wanted me to stay and...

What happened?

She went to France.

I never saw her again.

You were
thinking about her last night.

Yeah, I was. A lot.

God, I was so gutless.

Is Zoe hiding in my office?

No, she's in there doing

all the paperwork
you should have finished weeks ago.

It's just as well I didn't.
Otherwise she'd have nothing to do.

How's your son?

We left as they took him to theatre.
We'll have to wait.

How's Jennifer?

She's refusing to go to theatre
until she speaks to you.

That'd be right.

St Angela's just told him
that his son

wasn't in the booster seat
when they had the accident.

He kind of lost it.

I'd better go referee.

They need you in ICU. There's
a query about one of your patients.

Right.

Hey.

I've got something
I need to tell you.

I know about the booster seat, Jen.

What?

And it's alright.

It doesn't matter now.

You were just worried about him.

It's OK.

It's OK.

Shh.

Allah be with you.

(BABY CRIES)
(SOBS)

May you live forever, little one.

I put my family's future
in your hands.

Yes.

(ENGINE STARTS)

No!

(SOBS)

FRANK: Where did you
find this infant?

Abandoned in a phone booth.

(SIGHS) Paediatric consult?
Immediately.

The cord's tied with string.

And see if you can rustle up a cot.
Sure.

And how did you
happen upon this child?

Er, well, um, I was between calls.

You know, my mobile needed charging,
so I had to stop at a phone booth.

Mm-hm.

Now, I'd say that's a little odd
for an abandoned baby, wouldn't you?

What have we got here?

Is that a Koran?

And what would be in here,
sweetheart?

Your big sister.

Alright, well, we'd better
look after the baby.

And then you can call the police
and see if they can locate the mum.

I'm onto it.

Hmm.

These are ectopic beats.
OK. Let's back right off.

Just try to keep him with us.

Keep talking to me.

I didn't mean
to cause anyone any pain.

What's that?

And I wouldn't have
if I'd trusted my heart

and followed my dream.

Tell me about your dream.

To go to France with Emma.

Start the glucose
and insulin infusion.

And give him some Frusemide
to flush out the kidneys.

If only I'd taken a chance.

Take some deep breaths for me, Rex.

Followed my heart.

No change in the monitor.

Alright, let's get this thing
over and done with.

Now, Rex, this is going to be
a bit unpleasant.

So I'll give you more pain relief.
Another 2.5mg IV morphine.

Keep your eyes on that monitor.

If only I'd done the right thing

instead of being
such a bloody coward.

We're all geniuses in retrospect.

(SCREAMS)

BART: You promised you'd let us
take you to theatre

after you'd spoken to your husband.

That was before he told me
how bad Louie was.

You refusing treatment's
not going to help that.

There is no way...

..I'm going to be
under an anaesthetic

when my son wakes up.

I want to know.

Not tomorrow. Today.

Jen, you're not making any sense.

I'm not going anywhere
until I know he's gonna be alright.

I'm not prepared to wait any longer.

You're going to have to.

Homer. Can I have a word?

Update?

We managed to stabilise her but...
Why is she still here?

She's refusing to go until
her son's out of surgery.

And you're happy to let her
bleed to death in the meantime?

She thinks
she's responsible for the accident.

That's no state of mind
to go to theatre with.

She'll cope much better on the table
if she goes willingly.

All Saints Emergency.
Gabrielle speaking.

When did you last do ABGs?

20 minutes ago. Mild acidosis.

Er, can you just give me a second?

Maybe I should talk to the husband.
No, no, no.

You worry about the wife.

If her ABGs worsen,
she goes upstairs.

I'll take the husband.
I'll do my best.

Yes?

I need to talk to you
about the harassment case.

Can you give me a minute?

It's important.
OK. I'll be right with you.

OK.

Hi. Sorry about that.

Why did you want to know about Zoe?

Something wrong?

I just had this
really weird phone call.

Yeah, from the nursing unit manager
at St Angela's.

They wanted to know
what you're like to work with.

Why would they want to know that?
(CHUCKLES)

What did you tell her?

Him, actually.
Oh.

I said you were a bitch.

Why didn't you tell me you had been
offered the director's job there?

I don't know. I don't know.

I guess I'm still getting used to
the idea of leaving here.

You would be brilliant at running
your own department, Zoe.

When did you find out?
I can't believe this!

A week ago.
What?

Frank must be spitting chips.

He won't be able
to run this place without you.

He does know, doesn't he?

You haven't... Zoe Gallagher!

Well, I don't know what to tell him.

Well, it's not exactly something
you can write on a postcard.

OK. I know.
And I keep putting it off.

Now that it's time to leave, we're in
the middle of this Charlotte debacle.

No, no, no. Hang on. Hang on.

This is a great opportunity for you.

Do not let anything spoil that.

And what's the worst thing
that can happen?

He'll shout.
You'll live. Life goes on.

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

Hmm.
Hmm.

God, I'm so happy for you.

Your wife has serious injuries.

She needs to be in theatre.
I know.

You can't get through to her when
she thinks she's protecting Louis.

You'll have to find a way.
We're running out of time.

Well, if we could
just find out how our boy is.

Louis had to be sent
for another brain scan.

What exactly does that mean?

If the clot's any bigger, they'll
have to operate on it immediately

to clear it.

I need to be with him.
You must deal with your wife first.

I can't deal with her. I want to
strangle her for what she's done.

She's had an accident, Marc.

If she'd made sure
he was safe in his booster seat...

Maybe!

But she's killing herself with guilt.

And it's not going to help your son
to let her do that.

I'll sort it out.

Marc.
I said I'd sort it, OK?

Ooh. Sorry.
Christ!

Why is Rhiannon Wilson still here?

Well, she's on duty.

I meant why is she here at all?
Why wouldn't she be here?

Because she's the reason
one of my doctors

is at home feeling like crap
instead of here working.

The reason your doctor is at home

is because she wouldn't let us
handle the investigation.

When is Charlotte coming back?
Ball's in her court.

I wanted her back the very next day.

JACK: What are you doing here?

I got a letter today via courier.

Letter saying what?

Apparently Rhiannon had a meeting
with the board this morning

and said that if I admit
to sexually harassing her

and write an apology,

that the whole thing can go away.

Except that it's going to be
on my record forever.

So, what are you going to do?

Firstly, I'm gonna
stick this where it belongs.

Secondly, I'm gonna resign.

(SIGHS)
JACK: Here.

I appreciate this
but I won't change my mind.

I won't admit
to something I didn't do.

I'm not asking you to.

I just want you
to think about what you're doing

before you throw your career away.

Resigning is not an answer.
Then what is?

Fight it.
It's my word against hers, Jack.

So?

So I don't think
"I didn't do that" is gonna cut it.

Well, so, instead of trying, you're
just going to walk away, are you?

Listen, I made an error in judgment.

I trusted Rhiannon
with some personal information

because I thought it might help her.

Instead, she's gonna hang me with it.

Oh, this is not like you.

My reputation is mud!

Well, then, do something about it!

You've worked too hard

to let some rubbish accusation
get the better of you, Charlotte.

You don't believe it?

Of course I don't believe it!
Nobody does.

Thank you. Thank you.

You're welcome.

But we made a pact
before he was born...

..that we'd always
make decisions about him together.

This time we can't.

We can.

If I'm in here instead of
in an operating theatre.

Jen, you're being ridiculous.

You can't go to the other hospital.
I can.

And if they need to operate,
you could call me.

We can discuss it.

Except I'm not going to.

Why would you do this to me?

I'm not doing it TO you,
I'm doing it FOR you.

And for Louis. And for me.

How do you think we're gonna cope
if you die?

How am I going to cope if I live,
knowing I can't trust you anymore?

You stopped trusting me

the minute you went from
being my wife to being a mother.

What are you talking about?

If I'd been driving that car today,

if it was my fault
that Louis was hurt,

you wouldn't be here
asking me to look after myself.

We need to get travelling.

You know it. It would have been
an unforgivable thing to do.

That's enough.

But I am here. And I'm asking you
to do the right thing.

Come on, Jen.

Remember how powerful we can be
when we're together.

How we worked together
to bring Louis into this world.

Yeah.
Yeah?

Well, let's do that again
to keep him here.

We can do it.
You know we can. Come on.

Just close your eyes.

OK? Close 'em.

OK. See him...waking up.

See him as healthy and happy
as he was yesterday,

running around the park
like a maniac.

Get theatre on standby, will you?

How's he doing?

Pretty well, considering.

His potassium level
and urine output are good.

I bet you feel better.

Yeah. Getting there.

Gonna lose the leg, aren't I?

Well, I'd like to be more positive.
But...yeah, I'd say you are.

We'll get you into ICU
as soon as possible.

I'll organise a transfer.

Page me if there's any change, yeah?
(MOUTHS INAUDIBLY)

You should frame these
and give them as gifts.

So the whole world
can see what a joke I've been?

No.

Let sleeping dogs lie.

What happened to
wishing you could fix things?

Well...

..I'm about to lose my leg.

It's punishment for that.

So, forgive me if I say
I don't give a damn anymore.

Once the harm is done...

..we can't go back.

Hey. Sorry. What did you
want to talk to me about before?

It doesn't matter now.

How's the baby?

Yeah. Good.
Paediatrics has her warmed up.

And she's feeding.
Mm-hm.

The police have been informed.
They'll need a statement from you.

Well, I figured that.

And I guess they'll do
their usual publicity thing

and try to get
the mother to come forward.

Figured that too.

Well, how could you see such
a beautiful baby and not respond?

But then, we don't know why
she abandoned it in the first place.

No.
Do we?

So, I've got to go and get my car.

Oh? Where'd you leave it?

At the phone box
where I found the baby.

Oh, that's right, yeah.

Flat mobile-phone battery.

Not like you to go out on your rounds
without charging your phone.

Well, sometimes
even I make mistakes, Frank.

Frank, I need to speak with you.

Hmm.

Just been to see Admin.
Ah.

The board want me to admit,
apologise and forget.

And?
I thought about it for two seconds.

Then I said no.

I want my job back, Frank.

Really? Because last time we spoke,
you were gonna throw it all in.

I was in
a little bit of a head spin.

I see. And what's happened?

Well, now I'm pissed off.
Oh, good.

I want this allegation cleared

and I'm gonna do anything it takes
to make sure that that happens.

Well, about bloody time.

Don't do anything rash.
And don't go near that bloody woman.

I'll be there when you wake up.

I promise I'll get there
as quick as I can.

Just keep seeing him
happy and healthy again.

Do you think she believed me?
What? She shouldn't have?

I don't know. I guess the
visualisation stuff really does work.

Marc? Are you alright?

I just do it for her, you know.
'Cause she's so into it.

What? And you're not?
What?

Come and sit down over here, mate.
Oh. Marc!

Marc!
Come on, Marc.

Give us a hand over here, will you?

Now!
Open your eyes, Marc.

When were you
diagnosed with diabetes?

I've known about it
since I was a kid.

You're a diabetic.

You have to eat regularly
to keep your blood sugar level up.

Yeah, I know, I just...

I wasn't thinking about that.

Do you want him to have
the rest of the dextrose?

No, he's eating now
so he should be fine.

Just check his BSL in an hour.
I have to see my son.

You're not going anywhere.
No arguments.

I'm too tired to argue anyway.

Don't worry.
We're in touch with St Angela's.

So, if you need to give consent,
you can do that by phone.

Look, do you mind
if I make an observation?

Devotion in a marriage
is a truly great thing.

But too much
can throw things out of balance.

Well, it was that or risk losing her.

She loves you very much.

She loves our son more.

I'm OK with that.

I love him too.

That doesn't mean

you should sacrifice
what you need from your wife.

Maybe I have let things
get out of whack.

Maybe that's going to cost me.

But I do what I have to do...

..to keep things together.

Jennifer's on the operating table.
Finally.

Good.

Let's hope we weren't too late.

Are you alright?

I heard about Marc collapsing.

Yeah, well, he's too busy trying to
keep the peace to look after himself.

Yes. I got that.

I was expecting
fireworks from him today

but they didn't come.

Well, she didn't have the accident
to inconvenience him.

She tried to do right by her son.
I know that.

You have no idea how hard it is

to be angry with someone
when they're that upset.

You want to scream that it's not fair
but you can't.

Because you look like
the selfish one.

Look,
being honest isn't being selfish.

If you really love someone, you don't
put that kind of pressure on them.

I'm sorry that things are tricky
for you and Dan right now.

Would it help if I talked to him?
(SCOFFS) What would you say?

"Your fiancee keeps whingeing to me
about how much she misses you."

I wouldn't put it quite like that.
Oh, leave it.

I hate seeing you like this.
Then stay the hell out of it, Bart!

You'll be very pleased to know
the operation was a success.

Is there any more news about Louis?

Er, yes. They finished the surgery
on his arm. It went very well.

And they expect
he'll regain full use of it.

And the clot in his brain?

The neurosurgeons think they can
cure that without surgery.

Thank God.

10 out of 10 for the visualisation.

He'll be running around again
in no time.

Marc would have been up earlier but
he decided to have a fainting spell.

What happened?

Nothing. Nothing to worry about.
It was just a blood sugar thing.

Don't you go getting sick on me too.

I won't.

You know you guys need a talk.
You know that, don't you?

Homer.
Louis needs you to be OK together.

It's none of your business.
He's right. Come on.

He'll be in Intensive Care
sedated and ventilated

till at least tomorrow.

That gives you time to say
whatever needs to be said.

I couldn't have
put it better myself.

Ricky. You got a sec?
I just want to go home.

I just want to go home.
I just want to talk to you, OK?

You love Dan, right?
Of course I do.

And you know he loves you too.

And if his dad hadn't have died
and his mum hadn't have moved in,

you'd be planning your wedding

instead of going home on your own.

Gee. Thanks for the update.

Yeah. But the wedding...
is not what matters.

What are you talking about?

What matters is the marriage.
Being together.

You can do that without
horse-drawn carriages and doves

and...whatever else
people want on their wedding day.

We haven't set a date,
let alone talk details.

Well, then, you've got
nothing to lose. You just call him.

Tell him you want to be with him now.

If I had a chance
to marry the girl I loved,

a pigeon outside the registry office
would be enough for me.

I don't know.
It's just something to think about.

You are the best friend
a girl could have. You know that?

I don't know. See you tomorrow.
(CHUCKLES)

Dan, it's me.

You still hiding in here?
I'm not hiding.

I'm, er...I'm waiting for you.

Have you been tidying up my desk?
I'm just sorting a few things out.

How the bloody hell
am I supposed to find anything?

Frank, I'm leaving.

I've been offered another position.

And I need to start straightaway.

Now, I know it's really bad timing
with Charlotte on suspension

and I'm sorry about that.

But I really do appreciate
everything

that you've taught me
over the years.

Everything you know
about emergency medicine, you mean.

Well, you asked me if I was happy
playing second fiddle.

And the truth is, no, I'm not.

Yes. I, er...I realise that.

And I've been offered
the director's job at St Angela's.

Well, well, well,
your own department. Whacko, eh?

Yeah!

And I would like you
to be pleased for me.

Because I bloody well deserve it.

Oh, I am. I am.

And I know you do.
That's why I recommended you.

What? You knew?

Mmm.

Frank, how could you do this to me?

Do you know
what I have been through all week?

I thought you wanted
to keep it secret.

You bastard!

Yeah. So, are you coming?

Where?

Somewhere that sells
incredibly expensive champagne.

Because there are a few things
that you need to know

about running an E.D.

You're shouting, right?

(SCOFFS) I've taught you well,
haven't I?

I cannot believe you knew
and you didn't say anything.

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

Your baby girl is doing fine.

Thank you.

And...you, you.

How are you?

I am well, thank you.

Yes?

For you.

(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
She's beautiful.

Like her mother.

What will happen to her?

Er, well, that depends
on what our friend Phil here

has organised for you.

So, any bright ideas yet about
how we keep this family together?

I've been trying to figure out

where the best place is
for them to go.

But if the authorities
catch them here with you,

you'll be in serious trouble.

(SCOFFS) The authorities.

They can go and get stuffed.

You can stay here.

How can we thank you
for what you've done for us?

Well, you already have.