All language subtitles for All.Saints.S08E03.720p.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-WH

Hey.

You look tired.

Trouble sleeping.

Have you got pain?

Gill. She called me last night.

Right after my gourmet dinner
of Spuds a la Clump.

Full of apologies,
but what it boiled down to

was her looking
for some sort of absolution

for turning her back on me.

What did you say?
I told her to get stuffed.

She's probably feeling guilty.

Then, just as I got to sleep
at 5:30 this morning,

hello, they wake me up
to take my blood pressure.

And they wonder why it's elevated.

Are you hypertensive?

No. I was pissed off!

Your temp's up, too.
Did you know that?

Cate, stop it.

It's been elevated for over 12 hours.

Have they taken any bloods
or done a wound swab?

No, because I'm fine.

Healing very nicely, so I'm told.

Let me see your incision.

Is that your
best pick-up line?

Come on. I want to see your wound.

Not without taking me
to dinner and a movie.

Mac, can you be serious?
You don't want to get septicemia.

Cate.
What?

Please.

Just for one minute, pretend you're
not a nurse and act like my friend.

DOOR OPENS

Morning again, Nigel.

Mac. It's Mac.

Morning medications.

Maybe you should leave.

Okay.

Cate, with me.

Jack, where are you going?
Resus.

I need you in Sub-Acute.
Yeah, but the trauma...

That's covered. Sub-Acute isn't.

Little old ladies with
broken ankles require your genius.

Frank, how's your daughter?

She's improving. Thank you.

Tenderness and guarding in the
upper right and upper left quadrant.

Equal but sluggish.

No subconjunctival haemorrhage.

Looks like there could be a fracture
in the orbit on the right eye.

Let's get those contact lenses out.

Got it.

Bleeding gums.
Mandible seems to be okay.

Got the head CT organised?
Ordered.

Okay, now I'm just going to remove
your lenses. Just still.

Right, her fingers are crushed.

Left side blunt chest trauma.

There's midline
abdominal bruising...

Hey.
Whoa. Whoa.

It's alright.
Come on, you're alright.

You're with us in hospital.

Lily... Lily...

Who's Lily?
Daughter.

Daughter.

Right, your daughter's safe.
She's with us here.

Can you tell me your name?

(groans in pain)

VINCENT: How did it happen?

Assault, according to the ambos.
They picked her up from a brothel.

Looks like a client got out of hand.

A brothel? Which one?
Murrivale, I think.

Why?

I know that kid.

THEME MUSIC

We're going to need sutures.

Cate's setting up the tray now.
Ta.

Okay. Roll her back.

Leanne, we'll need to sit you up.

This will help your breathing.
Do you understand?

Is Lily okay? Where's Lily?

Leanne, you're in hospital.
Can you tell me where it hurts?

Everywhere. It hurts everywhere.

Where's Lily?

It's alright. She's here.
Does your stomach hurt?

We'll need X-rays
as well as that head CT.

VON: Down to Radiology.

Where's the FAST?
Behind you, Vincent.

Nelson, can I have a word?

Yep.

If the daughter called it in,
it means that she's still there.

Sorry?

Last year, Mac and I reported
this incident to DOCS.

The little girl through there
does not only live in that brothel,

she's working there.

Would you like me to get you
a drink or something?

Working as in...?

As in a prostitute, yep.

Do you want something to eat -
a sandwich, some chips?

Cate, she's just a kid. Are you sure?
I'm positive.

I saw her in one of the bedrooms
with a client

and later she admitted it to Mac.

Okay, okay, okay.

She's officially at risk.
Why hasn't DOCS done anything?

Ask DOCS.
You've got to call them anyway.

(sighs)

Set her up in the common room.

There's a TV there.
You look after her.

I'll make the call.
Okay.

You just want to
wait in here for me?

Poor Lily. Mum's a prostitute.

What kind of life is that, eh?

A very colourful one,
I should think.

What's this, a knitting circle?
Haven't you got any work to do?

Yes, Frank. But I'm sorry,
I haven't finished your jumper yet.

Ran out of wool.

How's our assault?
Waiting on Radiology.

Right, since I've got you all here,

I'd like to say that my daughter's
going to be discharged today.

That's great news, Frank.
Yep.

And I wanted to say thank you

for all the great work
you did for her last week.

(sternly) Just because
I appreciate it

doesn't mean we're on bloody holiday,
so back to work.

GP's notes?
Full history.

About bloody time.

So, is she alright
in the new environment?

She's got a new routine -
laps of the hospital.

Round and round and bloody round.

What about you?

I could do without the exercise
of trying to keep up with her.

Been a pretty rough week.

She sometimes doesn't even know
who she's walking beside.

Well, what about her mum?
Can't she help you?

No, she can't.
Right, sorry.

Kathleen's a lot better off
without her, trust me.

Hey, that was a sprain,
so my genius wasn't required.

Good, you'll be able
to do this one - recurrent carbuncle.

Needs lancing and packing and,
apparently, it's quite a doozey.

What?

Oh, come on. Why me, Frank?

So you'll have less time

to spread your seed
through the entire department.

Who's in admin,
or have we gone self-serve?

Oh, no, not self-serve.

I've made you a curry.
Just pop it in the microwave.

Charlotte.

Thank you.

Pressie.

Thanks, Reg.

Did you tell Frank about the baby?

(sighs) Everybody knows, Jack.

Oh, come on.

That's not what I mean,
and you know it.

Look, he knows
it's not a relationship.

He knows that we were drunk, so...

Oh, yeah, great. That's fine.

Look, is this how
it's going to work?

You do the running
and I play catch-up?

He forced it out of me.
What was I to say?

This is my life too, Charlotte.

DOOR OPENS

Do you want to watch TV?
No, thanks.

Lily, do you or your mum have any
other relatives that we can call?

No.

Okay, we need a next of kin
for your mother's admission papers.

I'm her next of kin.

Is she hurt bad?

She'll be okay.
The doctors are looking after her.

Well, can I stay with her?
Please?

When the doctors have finished
their examination,

of course you can.

I can't walk on it at all.

Ow!

You've probably broken
your fifth metatarsal

and possibly your toe as well.

I'll organise an X-ray to confirm it.

I can't have a broken foot.

My job requires me
to be able to drive.

What do you do?
Sales rep. That damn stupid old man!

The other driver?
It was his fault.

There should be
an age limit imposed.

How old was he?
70, 80, 90.

Who could tell under that hat?

Is it hot, or is it just me?
I'll take your temperature.

Great, now menopause is starting.
What a day this is turning into.

BEEPS

Your temperature's up a little bit.

Have you been sick lately? The flu?

Who has time to notice?
I've got wine sales quotas to reach.

That doesn't allow for things
like ill health.

MACHINE BEEPS
And your blood pressure's up.

I've just been in a car accident!

Okay. I'll just go
and order the X-ray.

Jesus.

What's the hold-up with Radiology?

Radiology's the hold-up
with Radiology.

Right.

Perhaps you want to stay here
until they're ready for your mum?

Can I touch her?

Yes, of course.

I've given her something
for the pain. She's a bit sleepy.

I'm here, Mum.

Lily.

Hi.

Well, I've spoken to DOCS.

And a joint investigative response
team will be here some time today.

"Some time today"?
What's that supposed to mean?

We have to look after her
while they get their act together?

That's the best they can do.

Nelson, this is Detective Maroney
and her partner.

Nelson Curtis, Nursing Unit Manager.

Excuse me.

Lily. It's okay, darling.
It's okay.

They're just here to help.

Lily, the hospital
has to inform the police

about any assault that comes in,
okay?

They want to find out
what happened to your mum.

Maybe you could help them?

I'm not allowed to talk to the cops.

I should go.

What's your mum going to think

when she wakes up
and sees you're not here?

I promise you it'll be alright.

They just want to find out
about this morning, okay?

Will you stay with me?

Of course I will.

FRANK: You look much better today.

So do you.

I've been a bit worried about you.
I've been sick.

Yeah, you've been in hospital,
haven't you?

Your hospital.

Yeah. This is the hospital
where I work.

But you've been in that bit up there.

I came to see you every day,
remember?

Yes. We walk. And the lady too.

The lady?

She gave me the money.

What lady's that, sweetheart?

She works here too.
Her name is Alison.

She walks fast.

Well, isn't that nice.

Alright. Now, one more time,
and then we go.

Where's Newell?

Dr Newell is unavailable.

Well, un-unavail her right now.

That's not possible, Mr...

Frank Campion, Medical Director
of Emergency. And you?

Jeffrey Ball.
I'm Dr Newell's new PA.

Is that Jeffrey with a 'J' or 'G'?

A 'J'.
(chuckles condescendingly)

Well, PA Jeffrey with a 'J',
where the 'F' is Newell?

A conference in Port Macquarie.
But she should be back soon.

Will you please tell her
to drive carefully

because I would hate
for something to happen to her.

I didn't see anything.

But you found your mother.
Hurt, I mean.

Yes.

And no-one else was there?

No.

No men?

No other girls?
No.

How old are you, Lily?

Almost 14.

You're not at school today?

Well, dur. My mother
was just bashed by some pervert.

What makes you think
it was a pervert, Lily?

So, basically, you saw nothing...

..heard nothing, know nothing?

She's lying.
Really?

You didn't even question her
about working as a prostitute.

She's been prepped
not to say anything to police,

even if it'd help.

She's hardly going
to admit to prostitution.

She's living in a brothel.
She's 13.

She didn't admit to that either.

So, that's it, then?

She'll be placed under DOCS' care.

They'll have a better chance
of getting through to Lily.

Call me
when the mother can be interviewed.

BUZZ

Dr Campion, Dr Newell wants
to see you in her office,

and she doesn't sound happy.

Good.

How'd it go?

It's like getting blood
out of a stone.

When I was Lily's age,

I would have been intimidated
talking to police, but not her.

Streetwise.

Not surprising
if her mother owns a brothel.

Probably thinks
she's got it all worked out.

That's the thing. She doesn't realise
we're trying to help her.

Hmm, maybe she thinks
she doesn't need help.

Then she'd be wrong.

An ATM would frighten
Jeffrey with a 'J'.

Typical of you to hire somebody
who's already been neutered.

Saves you the trouble, doesn't it?

He wants an apology.

So do I! What the hell
are you doing visiting Kathleen?

Keeping an eye on her progress.

I am perfectly capable of looking
after my daughter without your help.

You're the only one
who knows what to do, aren't you?

The only one who knows
how to handle it.

Tell me, Frank, those
antidepressants Kathleen took.

Whose were they?
None of your business.

Of course it's my business.
They nearly killed my daughter.

It was one month when things
got a little bit too hard.

Next time it all gets too hard,
remember to lock the pills away.

Does she even know she has a mother?

This stops, Alison.
(shouts) Right now!

DAN: BP's 150/95.

Michaeley, do you have a history of
heart disease or high blood pressure?

None.

The pain in my foot
might be causing the blood pressure.

A bit of an extreme reaction,
but we'll give you some pain-killers.

Do you think it's broken?

Yeah, but I'll wait
for the X-ray to confirm it.

I'll need to take
some bloods as well.

UECs and FBC.
Sure.

Bad smash? Up.

Rear ender.

How did you hurt your foot
in a rear ender?

I didn't.
It occurred after the accident.

I got out of my car and I kicked the
barricade at the side of the road.

(chuckles)
Must have been one hard kick.

I might have done it a few times.

When you're on the road all day

in terrible traffic
with terrible drivers,

it just gets so frustrating!

Curry.

I hope it's mild.

What's that you're drawing?

Nothing.

You hungry?
No.

That's a pity. I was hoping to get
rid of this on to someone else.

I don't like curry.
Only Nargs eat it.

Is that right?

Yes, it's a wonderful thing

this multicultural society of ours,
isn't it?

DING

Your curry's ready.

I need a piss.

Righto. It's just down the corridor.

Very clearly marked.

13 going on 37, that one.

Aren't they all?

Ow.

So, is everything okay
with Kathleen?

Why wouldn't it be?

Well, I just thought
you'd be back here

your normal happy, bouncing self,
you know.

Everything's fine.

Alright, good. Let me know
if there's anything I can do.

You could eat this for me.
Regina made it.

Ooh, no, thank you.

It's not that bad.

That'd be a first.

Would you call me a control freak?

Yep.

Thought so.

DOOR OPENS

Where's Lily?

She needed to take a piss.

Right.

God, look at that.

37 going on 13.

Have you got a second?

Ah, yeah, sure.

I have an ultrasound booked today,
and I thought you might like to come.

Or, um, not. That's okay too.

Uh, look... it's just a bit hard.

If I come, it's telegraphing that,
you know...

That's okay. I just thought
that I would let you know.

Michaeley Masters.

She's in X-ray at the moment.
We can wait.

Coffee's that way,
in the common room.

Are they here
about Michaeley's accident?

They're here to charge her.

Apparently, she tailgated
and terrorised a poor old man

until, finally, he cracked.

He hit the brakes, and...

(makes crashing noise)
Road rage.

Can't say I'm really
all that surprised.

She is one chick
that really needs to chill out.

Some people, man,
they just... explode.

It's so unnecessary, so uncool.

Sometimes, people don't have time
to think things through

before they react.

(quietly) Okay.

These tests are important, Lily,

and it's important that you're clear
on what's about to happen.

So, do you understand what
I've told you about the Pap smear?

Yeah. The girls
talk about this stuff all the time.

Okay.

Any cramps, discomfort, discharge?

Nope.

When was your last period, Lily?

I haven't had one yet
so if I was on the game

I wouldn't need to worry
about getting pregnant, would I?

Lily, condoms stop more
than just pregnancies.

Yeah, I know that. I'm not stupid.

So, you are sexually active?

I didn't say that, did I?

Lily, don't be difficult.

I said I'd have the tests.
I didn't say I'd be nice about it.

Lily, are you sexually active?

Nope.

Then why am I running these tests?

She said having the tests
would give me a reason to stay here

so I could be with my mum.

She should be checked out medically.

She could have been exposed...

We don't know if she's been
exposed to anything.

I know.
No, you think she has.

You may be right, Cate,

but we cannot whip her into a cubicle
and start running tests on her, okay?

And I'm not doing a pelvic
examination on a 13-year-old child

who is not sexually active.

Are either of you two
listening to me?

She's a 13-year-old, yes,
living and working in a brothel.

Cate, no-one is saying
that you're wrong.

It sure feels like it.

Call me when DOCS get here.

Look, believe me, I want to do
everything we can for her but...

..we're going to handle
this the right way.

She was willing
to have a full examination.

And why was that, Cate?

Because you pulled the same routine
you did earlier.

"Do what I say
and you'll see your mum."

It was for her own good.

You manipulated her.

How is that different
from anyone else in her life?

I am not selling her
to the highest bidder,

and that makes
a world of difference.

Nelson, you did not see her
in that place. I did.

So, now I have to wait around
for blood tests?

For DOCS to give permission.

Mum, Mum. Mum!

Lily, it's okay.
Just stay here, darling.

VON: She became extremely dyspnoeic.

Happened as we were transferring her
back on to the trolley.

CATE: It's okay.
They're going to look after her.

(Leanne pants breathlessly)
LILY: What's happening?

Decreased air entry on the left.
It's a pneumothorax.

JESS: Tracheal shift to the right.
It's tensioned.

Mum!
CATE: Lily, come here.

Let the doctors
do what they need to do.

Bit of iodine, Leanne.

VON: Hang in there, Leanne.

Come on, Lily.
She'll be fine. She's in good hands.

Mum!

What's happening, Cate?
What's happening?

VON: Still short of breath.

Set up for a chest tube,
size 28 French.

RASPING BREATHING

No! Mum.
It's alright, darl.

CHARLOTTE: Alright, Leanne.

You've got air
leaking into your chest cavity.

It's just compressing
your heart and lung.

We're just going to put a tube in
there to relieve the pressure, okay?

Pneumo?

No!

(breathes slowly)

There's crackles everywhere.
Her lungs are wet.

Pulmonary oedema.

Looks like it.

Um, Frusemide IV 40
to start with. Let's dry her out.

VON: Okay, IDC.
CHARLOTTE: Yep.

What's happened?

Her lungs have collapsed, tensioned.
I've released that.

She's got a chest tube in,

but she's still hypoxic
and distressed.

She's got widespread crackles,
reduced air entry.

I'll put her on BiPap.

No, just tube her.

Get some sedation -
we need to tube her.

VON: Okay, 40 of Frusemide in.

CHARLOTTE: I think we should wait
till she dries out.

She needs ventilator support.
She's in acute respiratory failure.

If we don't tube her now,
we'll have to tube her later.

Leanne, your lungs
are filling up with fluid.

So we need to sedate you
so they can rest.

I'm going to put a tube
down your throat

and a ventilator will breathe
for you while you're under sedation.

Do you understand that?

Good girl.

Can I stay with her?

Not right now.
Your mum has to have some rest.

How long will she be asleep for?

As long as it takes
for her lungs to recover.

Maybe a week - hard to say.
6.5 tube.

I don't want you
to put her to sleep.

We have to, Lily,

because soon
she won't breathe on her own.

Just leave me alone.

Lily, why don't we
go and get a drink?

Come on,

I know a vending machine that spits
out two cans for the price of one.

Cate, Cate, I've tracked down
Lily's next of kin.

Her auntie's on her way in now.

What? There's other relatives?

Yeah. That's good news, isn't it?

OFFICER: You will receive a summons
to appear in court.

Dangerous driving?
You've got to be kidding.

This offence carries a significant
fine and probable loss of licence.

I need my licence,
I need my car for my job.

Sorry, but that's the penalty.

What about that stupid old man
who's obviously too old and frail

to depress the accelerator pedal
past 35km.

He's the dangerous driver, not me!

You were seen driving
in a menacing manner.

Menacing? I'm not a menace.
I resent being called that!

Think we could keep
our voices down a touch?

..present your side in court.

I'm not going! I refuse to go
to court! It wasn't my fault!

MACHINE BEEPS
(gasps)

Oh, great.

JACK: What happened?

Ah, she was yelling. SVT.
Chest pain, and the BP's 210/115.

What? Okay, get the ECG, now.

Michaeley, just try
and concentrate on your breathing.

(gasps)
Just try and relax, okay?

In, out.

Excuse me,
Mac's requested no visitors.

Ah, I don't think I'd be included
in that request.

It's Cate, isn't it?
Yeah.

I'm afraid he included
you specifically. Sorry.

RAPID BEEPING
DAN: ECG looks fine.

Some mild ST elevation throughout
but that could be due to the SVT.

Yeah, okay. Let's start
with Metoprolol, 25mg IV.

See if we can bring
that heart rate down.

Michaeley,
you just want to try and relax?

BEEPING CONTINUES

Temp's 38.3.

Think she's septic?

I don't know where.

Blood pressure's still 200/115.

I'm just going to feel your neck.

Metoprolol 25 in.

Okay, let's fluid load her.
I'll get another cannula in.

Dan, 500 of gelo through that one.
Her BP's 200, Jack.

She's having a thyroid storm.

She'll go into cardiovascular
collapse unless we fill her in time.

More Metoprolol. Get that heart rate
down - it's still racing.

Dan, blood pressure?

I've put another 25 in the syringe.

DAN: Systolic's 50.

Michaeley, can you hear me?
Michaeley?

She's unresponsive.

Hey, Dan,
pump that gelo through.

Keep pumping
until we get the pressure up.

BP's up to 60/25.

That's only because
she's standing on her head.

Come on, Michaeley. Come on.

Frank, did you enjoy your lunch?

Ah, yes, yes. I love lamb.

It was tofu.

Really, well, that's brilliant
the way you, um...

Jessica, have you got the admissions
list that I asked you for before?

You never asked me...
The one I asked for before.

CHARLOTTE: Okay, X-ray.

Increase the pressure support
to 15 and the FiO2 to 70%.

Right. Is that ARDS?
Looks like it.

Oh, Cate, Lily's aunt's here.

Her name's Marion Parker
and she's a little bit worried.

Sure, show her in.

Okay.

Lily, there's someone here
to see you.

I'm not talking to any more cops.

No, no, it's not the police.

Look who's here.

Lily? Sweetheart.

Get away from me!

Lily!

Lily, wait.

Lily!

Let me go!

Lily, wait.
Where are you gonna go?

Back to the house.
The girls will look after me.

What about your aunt?

Lily, why did you tell me
you didn't have any relatives?

Because I didn't want them coming
here and taking me away again.

Your aunt will look after you.
She'll bring you in to see your mum.

I don't want to go with her.
Mum wouldn't want me to either.

Why not?

Lily, look, your mum's really sick.

You're not going to be able
to stay here.

Hey?

Mum's going to die, isn't she?

She has what's called
Adult Respiratory Distress Syndrome.

When the lung suffers some shock
from a trauma...

Look, it's serious but...

..with some rest,
she's going to be fine.

So, she's going to be in
for ages, right?

At least a few weeks.

Lily, if you run,
DOCS are going to come after you,

so why don't you come back inside
with me

and we can discuss
what your options are in there?

Yeah?

Don't you worry about anything,
Leanne. We'll take care of Lily.

Can she hear me?
Yes, I'm sure she can.

You just get better.

Mum.

Look, she's still asleep.

We're taking her up
to Intensive Care now.

Love you.

You can come and see her
when she's settled in, alright?

Come on.

You don't need to be here.

She's got me.
She wants me to look after you.

No, she doesn't.
I can take care of myself.

Lily. Lily.

My mum needs me.

She's never hurt me

and she'd never
let anyone else hurt me either.

I want to stay with her.

In a brothel?

It's a house.

The business is downstairs
and we live upstairs.

Lily, if you've been involved
in prostitution,

it's not your fault.

You won't get into trouble.
I haven't.

Well, that's great, you know.
I hope that's true.

But we'll still have to
investigate this further.

And while we do,
I need to make a care order for you.

Do you understand?

I told you, I'm staying with Mum.

Your mum's not in a position
to look after you at the moment.

I'm going to recommend that you go

into the care of your aunt and
uncle until we can sort this out.

I'm going to have a chat
to your Aunt Marion now, okay?

I'll be back in a little while.

I don't want to go with them, Cate,
please.

Why not?

Don't like them.

Well, is there another relative,
or friend's parent,

someone that DOCS
is going to approve of?

Lily, I think this
is the best option for you, then.

Look, I can sleep on a mattress
by my mum's bed.

Anywhere, I don't care.
I just want to stay with her.

And then go back to work,
once your mum's better?

Lily, listen to me.

Your aunt and uncle can offer you
so much more than that.

What? Like Uncle John forcing me
to have sex with him every night?

Now do you get it?
I feel safe with Mum.

The uncle?

Yep. He was molesting her the whole
time she was living with them.

Cate, why is she
only bringing this up now?

Look, I know, it sounds convenient,
but we can't ignore it, Nelson.

I'm not suggesting that.
It has to be investigated.

Clearly she is desperate
to stay with her mum.

God knows why.
Yeah, but she is.

I don't think she's lying, Nelson.
Not this time.

Neither do I, and if there's
any chance she's at risk

then you blow the whistle
loud and clear.

Mrs Parker,
Lily's made some allegations.

What allegations?

Sexual assault by your husband.

John?

That's ridiculous.
John would never do that.

Mrs Parker, when an allegation
is made, it becomes a police matter.

An investigation
will have to be completed

before the child
can be placed with you again.

Lily is an ungrateful little liar.

You knew, didn't you?

I don't have to listen to this.

Mrs Parker, please, if you...

You liar. You're lying.
You're nothing but a liar!

It's okay.

Blood work is back.
Her T3 and T4 are through the roof.

Hypothyroidism.
Hm-mm.

Michaeley, your thyroid gland
is overactive,

producing too much
of the hormone thyroxine.

Now, this has probably been
happening for a while.

Have you been feeling unwell?

Started a new job.
I thought it was stress.

Yeah, sounds typical
of the condition.

What I'll do
is take a scan of your thyroid

to find out why it is overactive.

It's usually pretty easily treated
with medication.

Hey, hey. One broken foot.

CHARLOTTE: Nelson, I'm going to be
out of the department - ultrasound.

Well, enjoy.
Thank you.

We'll put a cast on this foot
to support the fracture.

Where do you think you're going?

Lily's in the quiet room.
I was just gonna...

You need to take a step back now.
I'll talk to her.

Nelson... she's scared.

She's going to think I betrayed her.
Well, you haven't.

You're a nurse, Cate.

Stop trying to be her friend.

Funny.

That's the exact opposite
of what Mac said to me this morning.

Nelson, look,
I know I haven't handled this well,

but she's just a little girl.

Yeah, I know.

Well, I have spoken
to Intensive Care.

Your mum is doing fine,

so in another half an hour
you'll be able to see her.

What's going to happen to me?

Well, DOCS are going to organise
placement for you -

somewhere temporary, somewhere safe -

until they can find
something more permanent.

Can't you arrange it
so that I stay here?

I'm sorry.
You know that's not possible.

Please, I'll be good. Really good.

If you'll help me, that is.

DRAMATIC MUSIC

And I wouldn't tell.

Nelson.

It's not that easy to forget, is it,
once you've seen it for yourself?

No, it's not.

JACK: Ah, Charlotte Beaumont?

Oh, okay.

Could you just let her know
that Jack called?

Okay, brilliant. Thank you.

Hey, Quade, this quest you're on?
Quest?

To root every woman in the building.
I trust Vonnie is safe?

Okay, ah, Dr Campion, I acknowledge
your right to take me to task

over any professional matter,

but I will not tolerate

your inappropriate commentary
on my private life.

Fine.

Okay, Michaeley,
let's take you to ICU.

Yeah, you'll met your husband
up there.

Thank you, I feel better. Calmer.

Does that make sense?
Yeah, it does.

The medication must have kicked in.

I want my mum!
Get off me!

Lily, it's okay.
You promised.

You promised me. I want my mum.

Let me go. I want my mum.

No.

You did everything you could, Cate.

I want my mum!

Cate, Cate, you promised me.

There's no way she'll stay in care.

She'll run away from home...

..and we'll find her in an alley
with a needle in her arm or...

Good, I'm glad I changed
my no visitors rule.

You didn't see her face, Mac.

You okay?

Yeah.

How are you?

Oh.

(sniffs)

(sighs) I don't want to be
your patient, Cate.

Can we agree on that?
Yeah.

So, if you're going to continue
visiting me,

you're going to need to read
my "Visiting the Sick" manual.

Page one -

the visitor must be the one
who cheers up the person in the bed.

(laughs) I'm sorry.

You're an idiot.

Okay, so, in the unlikely case
that that's too hard,

the person in the bed may,
under special circumstances,

attempt to cheer up the visitor.

So, I've got some feeling
in my feet.

It's just pins and needles,
but it's a start, right?

Are you serious?

Yeah.

That's fantastic.

Oh, my God!

The car's over here, sweetheart.

It's a long way home.

One more time,
and then we go home, okay?

What's he called?

The rabbit.

Rabbit.

Well, that's as good a name as any.

Kathleen, do you remember asking me
why you didn't have a mummy?

Mummy bunny.

Mummy bunny mummy.

I don't think
I ever gave you an answer.

Not a proper one, anyway.

See, everybody has a mummy.

Kathleen's mummy.
Hmm.

But, sometimes things go wrong,
and mummies can't stay,

and so they go away
and they leave their daughters.

Leave daddies.

They leave daddies, too.

Yep.

Would you like to meet your mummy?

Kathleen's mummy.
Kathleen meet mummy.

Hmm.

One more lap then we go home, okay?

I heard about the thyroid storm.
It was a good pick-up.

Oh, thanks.

How'd the, um, ultrasound go?

Good.

Good.

Charlotte,
when I snapped at you before...

Look, I just... I have absolutely
no idea what to do here.

I don't even know
what to say to you half the time.

Jack, what do you want to say?

I... I don't know.

Jack, you have to take
this pressure off yourself.

You don't have to be involved with
this. You can walk away. It's okay.

It's not that. It's...
No, it's not.

Just everything seems to be moving
very quickly, you know?

You're not the only one
that this is happening to.

Yep, I know. But you've had a couple
of months to get used to it.

You're just going to have to give me
some time to, um, catch up.

Okay.

You know, if it helps...

..sometimes this doesn't feel
real to me either.

See ya.