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CATE: Hello! Ambulance service.

Hello?

Hello, can you hear me?
Can you open the door?

Great.

Want to try the back?

She's in there.

Hello, can you hear me?

Locked?
Yep.

Hello?

Car 978 to Operations, about to
force entry at 132 Belmont Street.

Stand back.
RADIO: Copy that, 978.

WOMAN: "and my salvation.

"Glory to the Father and to the Son
and the Holy Spirit,

"as it was in the beginning..."

My name's Cate.
I'm from the ambulance service.

This is Sasha.
Can you tell me your name?

"Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
on earth as it is in heaven...

What's your name, ma'am?

"and lead us not into temptation
but deliver us..." (gasps) No!

It's okay.
I want to take your blood pressure.

What's your name?

It's Margaret.

Can you tell me what happened,
Margaret?

I fell down the stairs.

(groans)

Arrgh!

Whereabouts is the pain?

My stomach and my hip.
My neck. My back.

BP is 120/75.

We'll give you
something for the pain

and then we'll take you
to hospital, okay?

I want my Bible.

It's okay,
they've got some at the...

I want MY Bible. My Bible.
I'm not going anywhere without it.

Okay, just lie still for me.

I'll get it for you.
Where is it?

It's at the top of the stairs
in the room on the right.

Get her started on oxygen.
Make sure she stays still.

Okay.

Okay, Margaret, here you go.

Just suck on that,
it'll help the pain, okay?

SINISTER MUSIC

Cate, are you ready to go?

THEME MUSIC

Someone's had a big night.

You see these clothes?
These are theatre clothes.

That's theatre as in operating,
not Miss Saigon.

Had an MVA last night -
two cars and a semi.

I've been here
since about 1:30 this morning.

How did that go?
Ooh!

How's today looking?

Inguinal hernia, umbilical hernia
and whatever else the cat drags in.

Plus, I've got a laparoscopic
appendicectomy at no extra charge.

See you later.
Bye.

What are you waiting for, a bus?
Get the lead out.

Morning, Frank.

DAN: Okay, are you sure
you don't need a wheelchair?

No, it'll be alright.

I just... I just wish...
I just wish it would go.

Yep.

Margaret Moore, 55 years old,
fall down the stairs,

queried fractured NOF
and rib on left side.

Pain relief?

She's had a total of 7.5mg
of IV morphine in transit.

The house was full
of religious icons.

There was a massive cross in her
bedroom with a goat's head on it.

Two, three...

Hello, Margaret.
My name is Dr Quade.

Can you tell me what happened?

He'll come after me.
He'll come after you too.

Who's that?
Baphomet.

Okay, Margaret,
I'm going to be looking at your ribs

and then your hips.

Hi, Margaret, I'm Terri.

You believe?
Yes.

Then you know Baphomet?

Uh...

..yes, yes.

Then you know the number.
The number.

Yes.

Give me your arm, Margaret.

The number of the beast.
A human number.

They thought it was Caesar Nero,

the numerical equivalent,
the Hebrew numbering system,

from Latin to Aramaic.

I'm going to push
on the top of your leg, okay?

Six, six... Argh!

Okay. Sorry.

Dan, 5mg morphine IV.

It's alright, Margaret. It's okay.

That's the way.

It's not a name, it's a date.

666. Six hours, six days,
six months, 6am, 6th of June.

He's here.
He's here already, you understand?

Alright.

I know what I'm saying, Terri.
I'm not crazy.

Alright.

(groans)

You say the pain started
a few days ago?

About three or four.

It's always in the same place,
but it sort of fans out,

um, and it...
sometimes it's worse than others.

Alright, let's have a look.

Can you lift your gown for me?

You've had your appendix out.

Yeah, when I was 10.

They told me
it wouldn't leave a scar.

Does that hurt?

No.

What about now?
(gasps) Yep.

Okay.

Up until a few days ago,
how have you been feeling generally?

I haven't been able
to sleep very well.

Is there any reason for that?

A guy.

Didn't work out, huh?

Okay.

Are you sexually active?

Not anymore.

There's no chance
you could be pregnant?

No.

We'll do a test just to make sure.

What do you think it is?

I'm not sure yet.
Maybe just too much comfort food.

We'll know more after the tests and,
in the meantime,

I'll give you something for the pain.

Alright, Beta HCG and bloods FBC,
UEC and LFTs,

and I will be back later.

Would you like me to get you
a hot pack for the pain?

Yeah, that would be great, thanks.
Okay.

Don't turn around, but the guy it
didn't work out with, it's Vincent.

Put the cushions back.

Have you seen my keys?

You know I've got the
bank coming over. Put them back.

I'm late. Have you seen them?

If I get this loan,
I can buy my own flat.

You can become
a swinging bachelor again.

They're not going to knock you
back because of a sofa,
Von.

The table.
What?

Your keys.

It's a nice place.

Guess you've got your heart
set on it.

Nelson, I don't have a heart.

Well, look, I'll get Terri
around tonight. We can celebrate.

Even if I get the loan,
it doesn't mean I'll get the flat.

Oh, come on, Von.
It's the first step.

I mean, my shout. I've got
a two-for-one pizza voucher.

Wow. Oh.

Now, just... good luck.

See ya.

(coughs)

(groans)

How long have you been vomiting?

Since yesterday.

How's the pain now? Better or worse?

It's about the same.

Do you know what's causing it?

Your tests don't show
a specific problem.

Gallstones could be one possibility.

I've ordered an abdominal X-ray
and an ultrasound.

I think we might start her on fluids.

Can you put up a bag of 4%
and make her nil by mouth?

Your file says
that you were treated here recently.

Yeah, New Year's Eve.

I was in the nightclub accident.
I got trampled by the crowd.

And how have you felt since then?
Any residual pain?

Fine, fine.
The doctor gave me the okay.

What about this guy you were seeing?

I just put him behind me
and moved on.

He's a doctor here, actually.
His name is Vincent Hughes.

Oh.
Do you know him?

Yeah.

How well do you know him?
Pretty well.

Oh, this pain,
I think it's getting worse.

Could I please
have something for it?

I'll write you up for an injection.

It's an anti-spasmodic.
It should help.

Did I say something wrong?

No. Why do you think that?

Well, I just feel like
I offended her.

She and Vincent, they're not...

No, no.

No, are you sure?

'Cause she just...
she just went cold on me.

She's Vincent's ex-wife.

No, no.
No, she's not his type at all.

I'll just go get
that injection for you.

Margaret Moore.

The neighbour said
she was brought here.

And are you a relative?

I'm her son, Wayne Moore.
Is she alright?

Apparently, she fell down the stairs.
We're taking her to X-ray.

Well, can I see her?
Yeah, sure. Come on through.

She was very agitated
when she came in.

The doctor's given her pain relief.

How bad is she hurt?

We'll have a better idea after X-ray.

She was saying some very
strange things when she came in.

About God, right?
Yes.

Just have a talk to her.
She'll be glad to see you.

Mum?

(gasps)

"Our father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.

"Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
on earth as it is in heaven.

"Give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses..."

Radiology's ready for her.
Can you give us a hand?

(continues reciting)

Hey, what's she doing here?

What's the story between you two?

What's her problem?
Acute abdominal pain.

Can you pull the curtain?

Where's the pain?

She's getting changed.
Where's the pain?

I'm getting Dr Beaumont.

Where's the pain?

I tore my gown on the X-ray table.

(firmly) I asked you
where the pain was.

Here you are. Here you are.

Sharp, constant pain. Constant pain.

Leave me alone.
It's not going away.

How many times do I have
to tell you, leave me alone!

That's enough, Vincent!
Get out. Now.

It hurts.

Don't listen to her.

Okay. Can you get up?

(breathes heavily)

What is wrong with him?

Vincent! What's going on?

Nothing.
Wrong answer. Try again.

She won't leave me alone.
No? Well, how could she?

Charlotte, I'm actually serious.

I have told this woman
I'm not interested in a relationship.

She won't take no for an answer.

She told me she'd put you
behind her and moved on.

Oh, well, good. I must be lying then.

Vincent, I'm not saying that.

Obviously, the woman is stressed,

but I don't think
that's why she's here.

No? Then what is?

She's in pain, and the last thing
she needs is to be accosted,

especially by you.

Now, stay away from her.
You're wasting your time.

It could be after-effects
from the nightclub.

I've told you why she's here.

You're not the centre
of the universe, you know?

Beth, the orderly's here
to take you to the...

Hang on.

Charlotte, Beth's gone.

What?
She's taken her clothes.

Nelson, have you seen Beth Chandler?

Who?
You know, blonde, early 30s.

Abdo pain, bed five?
Yes.

Yeah, she just went out the front.

Beth, where are you going?
I'm going home.

No, come back inside.
No.

No, I shouldn't have...
I shouldn't have come here.

Vincent won't bother you.
I've spoken to him.

No, he hates me.
That's not true, Beth.

No, I wouldn't have come here,
but I couldn't... I couldn't drive.

It was just too far.

I didn't mean to upset him.

Come on, come on.

Come with us, okay.
We'll look after you.

You'll feel better soon.

Can you call Radiology and tell them
that she's ready for her scan?

Sure.
Now.

How are you feeling?

Oh, the pain's still there,
but I feel better.

What's wrong with me?

Well, we can rule out gallstones.

Your X-rays and your ultrasound
came back clear.

But the CT scan
should give us a better picture.

No, I don't mean that.

I mean...

..why is Vincent
treating me like this?

I mean, why can't he just move on?

I have.

I would like to be friends,
that's all.

Or can't he do that
with women he's slept with?

I really wouldn't know.

Weren't you married to him?

Did Vincent tell you that?

No. No, the nurse did.

JESSICA: Yeah, okay. Thanks.

Have you got a minute?

You told Beth Chandler
that Vincent and I were married?

Oh, yeah.
We were just talking about...

About doctors' personal lives
to a patient?

If you're going to lecture
anyone about their behaviour,

you can start with your ex-husband.

Vincent's behaviour
is none of your goddamn business.

Now, let's get her diagnosed,
treated and out of here.

What did the radiologist say?

They're ready for her now.
Thank you.

Jessica...

..cut the attitude.

The X-rays show that your mum
has fractured her hip

and also two ribs on her left side.

What about her neck?

Well, that's the good news.

The neck and spine aren't damaged.

Good.

We can take that collar off, Dan.
What happens now?

Well, she's going to need
an operation to fix her hip.

I'll just organise
a surgical consult. Excuse me.

How long will she be here?

We'll transfer her to a ward
when there's a bed.

No, I mean in hospital.
That's hard to say.

Why don't we let her
get some rest, yeah?

Uh, uh, uh.

So, fire away.

You want to ask me questions,
don't you?

I want to make sure that everything's
okay with you and your mum.

Did she tell you about the beast?

She said the beast was coming,
the one that the Bible prophesised.

In fact, that it was already here.

I'm the beast.

It's my fault
mum fell down the stairs.

Why do you say that?

I ran into her.

I was coming out of my room,
she fell.

I should have helped her,
I know I should,

but I just had to get out of there.

Why did you have to get out of there?

She tied me to the bed.

I'd been there for three days.

She was trying to exorcise me.

Right.
KNOCK AT DOOR

Huh, here we go.

Ms Ryan?

Yes.

Emma Christian from the bank.
It's lovely to meet you.

Come in.
Thank you.

A cyst?
On your left ovary.

No, but the pain
is on my right-hand side.

I know.

I was about to say,
it's small and there's no bleeding,

so it's highly unlikely
that that's the cause of your pain.

This is just driving me mad.

I just want to know what the matter
is, what's wrong with me, okay?

I know, I know, I know.

Beth, I would like to do
an exploratory laparoscopy.

What's that?

Essentially, we make
a small incision in your stomach.

Surgery?

It's a minor procedure,
and depending on what we find,

you can probably go home
this afternoon.

And... this operation,
would you do it?

No, it would be done
by a surgical registrar.

And who's that?

No, forget it.

Just hear me out.
You don't even have a diagnosis.

If I had a diagnosis, I wouldn't
be recommending an exploratory.

If it was anyone else but her,
Vincent, you'd do it.

No, that's not true.

Okay. What would you do?

Patient X has abdominal pain and
you've ruled out ectopic pregnancy,

a corpus luteum haematoma,

an ovarian cyst is possible,
but highly unlikely.

What is the next step,
hypothetically?

I've told you why she's here.

That's not logic. It's paranoia.

Not from where I stand,
but what would I know?

I'm not the centre of the universe,
remember?

She's hard work -
I give you that.

I'm glad you noticed.

I gave her morphine,
she didn't even get drowsy.

The pain is genuine.
Will you agree to that?

Maybe.

Okay.

Then you're saying
it's psychosomatic -

she has some
emotional fixation on you.

I will agree to that.

But I can't say
that that's the cause of the pain

until I eliminate
all the physical possibilities.

You know that I'm right.
Yes, I do.

So, you'll do the exploratory?

No, I won't.

Vincent.

Charlotte, you can't cure her pain.
She likes it.

He has rope burns
around his wrists and ankles.

Yeah, but an exorcism?

Well, he's obviously been tied up,
so we're looking at abuse.

Okay, listen,
I'll get on to Social Work,

and I'm going to give Robert Hunt
a call for a psychiatric evaluation.

Is he still here?

Wayne? Yes, he is.

He told me what happened.

You spoke to him?
Yes.

Oh, you mustn't speak to him.

Don't be alone with him, ever.

Margaret, we just talked.

He'll hurt you.

Not when there's people around.

He never does anything
when there's people around.

Margaret, why did you try
to exorcise him?

666, the number of the beast.

6am, 6th of June.
It's Wayne's birthday.

I had to drive the evil
from his soul.

Margaret, a lot of people
are born on 6th of June.

He pushed me down the stairs.
He tried to kill me.

He's been trying to kill me
for years.

Do you have any other assets,
investments, shares,

accounts with other banks?

No.

I owned a flat,
but I had to sell that.

Had to?

I was sued.
You know, financial liposuction.

A friend of mine had liposuction.
Her thighs are spectacular.

Didn't do much for mine.

What were you sued for?

Pretty much everything I had.

No, what was the charge?

No charge. It was a civil case.

Von, I'm sensing
some defensiveness here.

Emma, I'm as mad as hell about it.
Oh, you shouldn't be.

It's my experience that
everything happens for a reason.

I'll try to remember that.

So, what were you sued for?

Malpractice.

Have you thought about
income insurance?

Do I need it for a housing loan?

It's just some friendly advice.

Oh, thank you.

So, is it likely to happen again?

Sorry?

You're asking for a $180,000 loan

with the repayment period extending
beyond the normal retirement age.

Your assets are
a $100,000 bequest from your sister.

Against that, you lost your
previous flat because of a lawsuit.

I have to ascertain
the risk to the bank's investment.

No, it won't happen again.

There is no risk
to the bank's investment,

and I wasn't guilty
in the first bloody place.

Von, it's my experience
that to be truly happy in oneself,

we must learn to accept
personal responsibility.

So she believes
the son is trying to kill her?

She says he's the beast -
you know, the one in Revelations.

I see. Well, you better introduce us.

CHARLOTTE:
Yeah, I know he is, but... yeah.

Yes. Okay, thank you.

Look, she's refusing the PCA,
and she's still vomiting.

How's the pain?
Worse.

Have you found another surgeon?

Look, give her something
for the vomiting,

as well as some more pain relief.

FRANK: You want a surgeon
for an exploratory?

That's right. Woman in her early
30s, undiagnosed abdominal pain.

Her X-rays and CTs...

I don't care about X-rays.
What's the problem?

I just told you.

You want me to monster someone else
into doing Hugh's work for him?

I don't want you to monster anyone.
I just need a surgeon.

What's wrong with this cafeteria?
They can't even get a doughnut right.

Whichever way you put it,
that's what you want.

He's either turned you down,
or you don't trust him.

That's not it.

So, he's turned you down,
which is bloody amazing,

because usually when you say "jump",
he says, "How high?"

So what's the difference this time?
It's irrelevant.

Of course it's bloody relevant.
That's why you're here.

Well?

Are you on with this woman?

Frank!

Is Hughes?

I'm not discussing his personal...
Oh, marvellous.

A bloody menage a trois and
you want me to jump in and save you.

Frank, I'm running out of options.

Just shut up and leave it with me.

DOCTOR HUNT: Delusions themselves
are not uncommon.

Take superstition, for example.

A black cat crosses your path.
Do you believe you'll have bad luck?

Such beliefs are irrational,
but they're generally harmless.

However, in the case of your mother,

her beliefs are extremely potent
and destructive.

I'm afraid she's severely disturbed.

I figured that.

So, what do you advise?

Well, after her hip's repaired,

I'll admit her under my care

and have her transferred to Psych
for further assessment,

if you've no objection.

No.

Terri has told me something
of what you've been through.

Have you thought about
seeing a counsellor yourself?

No.

I'm going to write you a referral.

He's a friend of mine,
a very good man.

I strongly recommend
that you see him.

Is there anyone that we can contact
for you? Like family?

I have an aunty up in Bellingen,
but she's not very well.

Is Mum going to be in, like,
a mental home?

Oh, that's unlikely.

But she'll certainly need ongoing
medication and counselling.

Hughes, you need a hug.

You do, you need one.
I can see it with my feminine side.

Have you got a feminine side?

Of course I've got
a bloody feminine side.

We've all got one.

That's what turns us from being
Neanderthal troglodytes

into beings capable of empathy.

Admittedly, I keep mine
on a fairly short leash,

but when the need arises, I can be
warm and intuitive, like now.

And you need a hug.

Either that or a swift kick
up the bum. Your choice.

Who's giving the hug?
See anyone else in the room?

Then I'll take the swift kick.
Good.

You're giving that woman
the exploratory.

I'm not.
Yes, you are.

She's taking up a bed,
so cut her up and get her out.

And next time, don't bring
your girlfriend into my department.

She's not my girlfriend.

Does she know that?
I've tried to tell her.

I look at you, you know what I see?

A great big neon sign saying
'Walking wounded. Please help me'.

If I can see that with
a chokehold on my feminine side,

you don't think that woman can?

How will I get rid of her?

My problem is keeping hold of them.

I will tell you one thing
for free -

the harder you try to dump her,
the more she'll hang on.

But don't worry,
she might end up saving you.

Your ex-wife said
you'd be doing the operation.

Her name is Dr Beaumont.

But you'll be doing it,
you personally?

Yeah.

What are you going
to do to me, Vincent?

The procedure is performed
under general anaesthetic.

You'll be intubated...
What's that?

It's when we put a tube
down your throat.

It'll help you breathe.

You'll be sedated
and given a muscle relaxant.

That's to take away
my resistance, right?

Go on. What else do you do?

We put a tube with a camera inside
you just to have a look around.

Where do you put it in?

Through the navel.

How long will you
be inside me, Vincent?

I'll make sure
your pre-med's been ordered.

Thank you, Doctor.

You've been very... thorough.

Hey.

Do you think...
What?

Do you think it's bad?

Do I think what's bad?

I had some magazines.

You know the... kind I mean?
Yeah.

Mum found them.

She said they were evil.

She said I was evil for having them.

Is that why she tied you to the bed?

How long has she been...

Crazy?

Probably from when dad left.
That's when she got religious.

When was that?

When I was four.

Am I going to go crazy too?
No.

Do you think I'm evil?
No.

What if Mum's right? What if I am?

You're not evil.

I'm so scared, Terri.
It's alright.

It's going to be okay.

So, you won't lend me the money?

You fall outside the bank's
lending requirements.

I'm sorry.

Can I ask you a question?
Of course.

Do you own a house?
No.

Ever had a mortgage?
No.

Never at all?

Look, I'm just telling you
the bank's point...

You've got no idea.

You have no idea
what it's like being me,

having to take responsibility day in,
day out, not just for myself

but for all of those people
I care for at the hospital.

And then to have everything
you've ever worked for

just flushed down the drain
because somebody told a lie.

Von, I understand...
Don't. Don't you dare.

I really am sorry.
Mmm.

So, what have you got?

JACK: Chicken pox, tonsillectomy, and
fractured collarbone after footy.

It's a pretty average teenage list.

Wayne says Margaret's been unstable
since he was about four,

so I would have expected
a bit more abuse.

What does her file say?

Uh... dislocated shoulder,

fractured left radius
after slipping on grass,

fractured right tibia, fractured left
orbit after falling on a door jamb.

It's, uh... it's quite a list.

Margaret says Wayne's
been trying to kill her.

Margaret Moore's psychotic.

Well, how would you explain
all those injuries?

Accidents and...

That's a lot of accidents, Jack.

PAGER BEEPS
Sorry. Excuse me.

Okay.

St Matthew mentions hell
15 times in 52 pages in my Bible.

St John doesn't mention hell once.

What about Mark and Luke?

Twice in 31 pages, three times in 52.

Matthew believed in
the efficacy of punishment.

Matthew was a tax collector.

Am I being punished?
Is that was God wants?

You've got a lot of injuries
in your file.

How did you get them?

He does other things, awful things.

Like what?

We used to have hens.

And one morning I found...

Wayne was just standing there,
smiling...

..smiling
and holding a boning knife.

It happened everywhere we went.

First it was animals,
and then it was kids,

little kids having accidents.

I never saw it...
but I knew it was him.

We had to keep moving.

I didn't know what he was, not then.

I thought he was my son.

He is my son.

Did Wayne cause all your injuries?

God caused them.

I bore the beast.

A good tree doesn't bear bad fruit.
You understand?

Are we still on for tonight?

Von's loan celebration.

Oh, yeah, sure.

Hey, listen, do you believe in evil?

You know, pure Biblical evil?

No.

I rang your aunt.
She's going to be up in a few days.

Will you be alright until then?
Yep.

There's Dr Hunt's referral, and if
you need anything, you let me know.

You've been great. Thanks.

You've never gave me an answer.

About what?

About whether you thought
playing with yourself was bad.

SINISTER MUSIC

Wayne...

..how did your mum
get all those injuries?

How do you think?

Hey, I've got time to kill
before aunty gets here.

You can come see my magazines.

There's a guy doing things
to a nurse that I want to try.

Afterwards, I'll show you
how I decorated my mother's altar.

Or better still,
you can help me choose a puppy.

A little one. A yapper.

Tell Mum I'll be in to see her...
real soon.

Hello, Jess.

Wow, you're back on your feet fast.

I feel fantastic,
so they said that I could go.

I was just wondering
if Dr Beaumont was around?

I think she's pretty busy.
Can I help?

I just wanted to say thank you,
to both of you, actually.

Okay. I'll pass it on.
Okay.

Are you sure you're okay?

Fabulous.
The pain went just like that.

Vincent was wonderful.

Great.

So, thank you again. Bye.
Bye.

Well, you cured me.

I didn't do anything.

The pain's gone.
That's all that matters, right?

No, I didn't do anything
because there was nothing to do.

You're not physically ill, Beth.
You never were.

Whatever pain you've got
is emotional

and I can't take that away.

Do you understand?

You're the only one
that can do that.

You still cured me.

DOCTOR HUNT: Evil?

TERRI: I know how it sounds,
but it's true.

Let me understand this correctly.

You gave him my referral.
You offered him your help.

He thanked you.

He asked for reassurance
that masturbation

was not, in fact,
the road to hell.

And then, completely without
mitigating circumstances,

he hugged you inappropriately

and said that he was going to
pick up a small dog for company.

Is that the gist of what occurred,
or have I overlooked something?

Well, that seemed to go pretty well.
He thinks I'M insane.

You don't need to feel bad about it.

Well, I don't feel bad about it.

Some people can't be changed.

Margaret Moore, she's mentally ill,
and her son might be too,

but he's not evil.

He's been living with psychosis
since he was four years old.

Can't change that in an afternoon.

Sister Sullivan, are you ready?

I'll get my bag.

There will be other banks, Von.

Yeah, and other bank officers.

And they'll all be about 12,

and I'll have to listen to them
angsting about their thighs.

All I wanted was a flat.

Nothing fancy. A place on my own.

And you'll find one.

Maybe.

But looks like I might have to
hang around here for a bit longer.

What about my
swinging bachelor lifestyle?

It's on hold.

Okay, voucher boy, where's my pizza?

You shouldn't have gone over my head.

Well, you shouldn't have
refused to operate.

Frank wanted to give me a hug.
I bring out his feminine side.

That's too much information.

Charlotte...

What?

Do you think I've changed?

Well, we both have.
I used to be straight, remember?

Come on. You know what I mean.

You know the thing I liked?

And there were a lot of things
that I liked, obviously,

but the thing that stood out

was that you had this -
what's the word -

solidity.

Solidity?

You knew who you were
and where you fitted in.

And now?

I haven't seen that
for a long time...

..except...

Except when?

..when you were with Grace.

Why won't you let me help you?

I'll see you tomorrow.