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Previously on All Saints...

Are you going back to her?

We can be friends.

Go to hell.

I asked you where the pain was.

Here. Here.

Take your hands off me, please. Shut up. Constant pain.

I've told you - leave me alone!

Vincent!

Get out of here. Now.

It hurts!

Don't listen to her!

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

To hear more of Dan's crazy one-liners,

come to the party on Saturday and meet some of my boozy mates maybe.

Why do you want me to come so much?

You're my friend, Jess.

And?

SIREN WAILS

RAUCOUS CHATTER

PACEY MUSIC MAN: Yee-ha!

I thought a coldie might help with the burns.

MAN: Whoa! The strippers are here.

LAUGHTER MAN: How you going, girl?

Can you open your eyes for me?

Open your eyes, mate.

How you going? How did it happen?

He fell face-first on the coals. ALL CHATTER AND MUMBLE

He was carrying a glass of vodka... Whoosh!

ALL CHEER

He's unresponsive to pain. What's his name?

Trevor Jones - Jonesy. Jonesy.

(all cheer)

Come on, get up.

Upper airways stridor, singed nasal hairs, chest and facial burns,

possibly airway burns, as well.

Ryan, we need some wet towels.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Off you go. Get some wet towels, mate.

How you going?

We need to tube him.

Hey, while you're down there, honey.

(all cheer)

There's a bit of swelling...

I like a lady in uniform.

Love her even better out of one.

Babe... babe, can you do us a favour?

Can you get your gear off?

Do you want me... MAN: Get it off!

MAN: Get it off! Settle down!

I'm here to help your mate.

She's a fiery one, eh, boys? LAUGHING AND JEERING

Let me help with those, sweetheart.

Oh!

What do you think you're doing?

Get it off.

(all chant) Get it off!

(all chant) Get it off!

THEME MUSIC

(all chant) Get it off!

Get out of here!

MAN: Where you going?

Get into the ambulance!

Get inside and close the doors!

Get in, Cate, get in!

Come here.

No!

Close the door. Lock it.

Call for police back-up.

You know you want it. It's all for you. Look.

Come on, girls. The strippers didn't show up last night. Help us out.

Now that you're here, the party's getting interesting.

978, Operations.

Request urgent police back-up at our current location.

Your mate's in a bad way. If he dies, you'll be up for manslaughter.

That's not very friendly.

If you lay one hand on me, you'll regret it.

What's going on?

Mate, just fooling around.

What's the story, man? You can't just leave him there. Please.

Your mates aren't giving us much choice.

What's wrong with you, dickheads?!

Come on, Ryan. SASHA: 978, please hurry.

I'm sorry. Please, you got to help Jonesy.

I promise, they won't come near you again.

What's it going to be? The police are on their way.

MAN: Bitches!

(breathes heavily)

What the bloody hell's going on here?

Ah, good morning, Frank.

Why does my corridor look like a bloody gypsy's camp?

Radiology have called a lightning strike.

They're out for the day. They what?!

Terri Sullivan. Can I speak to the Bed Manager, please?

Congratulations, Dr Campion.

Your little pep talk with radiologists yesterday

was the straw that broke the camel's back.

They were planning this, Nelson.

That's why they were all over the top yesterday

and why they got a piece of my mind.

How are we supposed to treat anyone

without X-rays and scans?

Pain relief - the answer to all our questions today.

Medical personnel have no business going on strike.

Hello?

That's what's happened. Radiology will X-ray life-and-limb cases only.

Anything else they will make a decision about.

CRICKETS CHATTER

He gave me his word we'd be safe.

God, his airway's nearly closed over. Pass me the paediatric tube.

I'm sorry about that. (stutters) They'll leave you alone.

Good.

Can you place some cricoid pressure?

He's going to be okay?

He's having trouble breathing, Ryan,

so the sooner we get him to hospital, the better.

We're in.

Get it tied up.

He's getting married next weekend.

Just wanted a low-key thing for his bucks' night - just a...

..just a barbie with a few mates.

You alright, Ryan? Your feet are burnt.

Yeah, I guess.

I had to stand on the coals to get him up.

We'll get back-up to take you to the hospital as well.

You might want to have a chat with these guys first.

Trevor Jones, 22, intoxicated.

Fell face-first onto burning coals with alcohol in hand

causing an explosive flame and upper airway burns.

Straight to Resus.

Jonesy, say something. You okay?

DAN: We'll look after him. He'll be okay. What's your name?

Ryan O'Connor.

Burns to both feet after standing on hot coals.

BP is 110/70, pulse 95, no meds.

Fire walking?

Bucks' night.

Okay, just there. We'll find a place.

How you holding up, Stu?

Shock to the system getting up at 4:30.

Work, mate, it's a beautiful thing.

Feet hurting?

How would you know?

2.5 of morphine and a tet-tox injection.

Want his feet in water?

Yes, please.

Oi, Danny-boy, who's that?

Jess. No way, dude.

RYAN: I need to find out how my mate is.

DAN: When we find a place to park.

I'll see if I can find out for you. Thanks.

What do you think?

The paediatric tube should support him for a little longer.

Jess, can you prep him for a tracheotomy?

Sure.

Excuse me. Apparently his fiancee is away on her hen's weekend.

Bet that didn't involve walking on hot coals.

Big risk of ginseng poisoning from the day spa, though.

I'll keep trying to make contact.

His friend wants an update of his condition.

Think he'll be getting married next week?

Not a chance.

Go and have a talk to Theatre. Sure.

Lover's tiff?

Something like that.

Sorry about the location, mate.

Jonesy will be alright, won't he?

Oh, yeah, he's young, he's fit - big pluses.

We've been mates a long time. Since we started school.

Right, Ryan. Did you find out how he is?

He's stable and they're going to do a procedure to help him breathe.

He can't breathe?

You worry about your feet. Let the doctors worry about your mate.

You've got second-degree burns to the soles of both feet

which is a nasty place to have them.

It hurts like hell. That's a good sign.

If you burn through nerves it doesn't hurt as much

but it's a lot worse recovery.

I'll review you before we dress them.

Can I get up later, see Jonesy?

You should be able to go in a few hours

but as far as seeing your friend, that will depend on how he is, okay?

Okay...

..let's just get your feet in here.

Careful.

(groans) Jesus!

I'm all over the shop.

That's okay, we understand.

We all have mates.

I've known him since he was about eight,

and I'll tell you Daniel looks cute in a Superman suit.

This is great. I need this dirt on Dan to make him behave.

Easy! There was one time - he fancied this chick at Maccas...

She had the hots for me!

Don't tell that story, Stuart. Tell it! I want to hear.

He got so blind one night... Stuart.

..he forced me to take him through the drive-through

and proposed to her over the PA.

Classy, Dan. Nice!

Never got free burgers after that.

I'll see you later.

Bye.

(giggles) What else did he tell you?

Never you mind.

I was teaching Jasper here how to take a mark.

Flew like a bird, went down like a stone.

Serves you right.

Teaching the poor kid AFL. Haven't you heard of Rugby Union?

(yells) Ouch! Bloody hell!

Sorry. We'll get you pain relief while we're waiting for an X-ray.

Thanks.

It's obviously fractured.

Won't be long now, mate.

He'll have to go to the end of the Radiology queue

and there's no bed for him.

Stand around, direct traffic, watch the place become a parking lot?

What are theatres like?

Dead. Half the procedures have been cancelled, the wards are backed up.

No-one's moving out either.

Problem, Frank.

66-year-old woman brought in by ambulance

after slipping in a supermarket.

I fast-tracked an X-ray and they've knocked her back.

Look around you, Von, she's not Robinson Crusoe.

Yes, I know, there is a waiting list

but I'm pretty sure it's a fractured NOF.

She's got shortening, rotation, I'm worried about loss of blood,

and her BP is 102/50.

I'm going to get onto Radiology.

I'll save you the trouble.

Frank!

Frank!

Frank?

Frank Campion, Director of Emergency.

Who do I have the pleasure of addressing?

I recognise you, Dr Campion. Noel Bessette.

Just the man I want to talk to.

Noel, are you electing to kill my patients?

Frank. I beg your pardon?

There is an elderly woman in Emergency suffering a fractured NOF

who at this moment

is probably leaking anything up to a litre of blood into her hip.

And apparently, you don't consider that a life-threatening case.

She is a priority, just not the top priority.

How'd you figure that?

I read the report, made my decision.

Your decision is based on...?

My level of experience.

Right, Noel, let's talk about my level of experience.

Six years full-time study, three years as a junior doctor,

five years as a resident,

innumerable exams requiring thousands of hours of preparation each.

Several years as a staff specialist

which brings me to where I am today - in all, probably 30 years experience.

Unlike you and your comrades who are nothing but glorified photographers.

So when I say this woman is a priority, she is a damn priority.

I'm sure I can work something out.

Good.

(sighs gruffly)

How do you think that helped the situation?

Don't tell me you're a comrade, too.

Sometimes you have to go on strike to make a change.

Bollocks.

There was a time when nurses weren't allowed to get married.

Yes, but too long ago.

If it compromises patient care or it's about work safety,

then give me a placard - I'll wave it with the rest of them.

If it's just about money, forget it.

Radiology's just agreed to scan Alice as a priority.

Good.

Thank you, Frank.

Pleasure, Von.

Just because it worked this time, Frank, doesn't mean...

I believe we have one less patient in pain.

Can't you go with her?

The waiting room's full, the natives are restless -

if I disappear there'll be hell to pay.

Thanks very much, Von. Great help.

How long's the wait? She's 21 weeks pregnant with cramping.

She's top of my list, I'm waiting on a Maternity bed. I'll hurry them up.

Thank you, Nelson.

Hi, it's Nelson Curtis from...

Shouldn't be too much longer.

..where that bed is because we've got a patient we need to...

How you going with the report?

Nearly done. Have a read? I'm not sure I did it right.

Sure.

Yep, no, that reads fine.

You seem pretty casual about it.

I've been in dicier situations. Men don't scare me.

You must terrify them.

Hmm.

This is so stupid.

It's what guys do on their bucks' night.

Not all guys, Dan. Some aren't that childish.

(laughs) They stripped me, tied me to a pole,

covered me in whipped cream.

I was so hung-over, I lost my voice for three days.

Man, that is some hangover.

Tie that up, will you, Jess? How'd you explain it?

Charlotte thought I had laryngitis and stayed away.

She never found out you had a bucks' night?

(laughs) No.

Okay, ventilator attached.

Sats are are 96%.

So, your marriage started with a lie. Why doesn't that surprise me?

"Start as you mean to finish" my mother used to say.

Start as you mean to finish.

How was your bucks' night, Frank?

I didn't have one.

You didn't celebrate your last night of freedom?

I didn't feel the need to - I was in love with my wife.

Hey, excuse me, Kim, where are you going?

Dan, drug check.

Sure.

Tet-tox, 0.5ml, expires 08/06.

Tet tox, 0.5ml, expires 08/06.

So, um...

..what else did Stuart tell you?

Not much.

He's a really bad liar, Jess, just you know that.

So, the nude run from the RSL, that was made up, was it?

Gonna kill him.

Why have you never mentioned him before?

Because he's evil.

Seemed pretty cool to me.

Yeah. (laughs)

Yeah, he's alright. He just got back from overseas.

Right.

Well, better get this back, then.

There he is down there.

What happened?

He took a tumble down the step.

I'm fine. I wanted to get up, she wouldn't let me.

Hit his head. Brief loss of consciousness.

I was just stunned for a second. This ankle's giving me hell.

Okay, you lie there.

Thanks, Cate.

NELSON: Shouldn't have left without telling us.

I said not to but he said it was important.

Have to get Jasper to his mum's.

We've got shared custody, you know how it is.

She likes us on time, doesn't she? Yeah.

We've been here hours. I haven't been to X-ray yet.

We've got a strike going on.

It doesn't mean my ex-wife's will give a stuff.

She's after any excuse to brand me a bad parent.

Let's get you inside. We'll get a doctor for you.

Reg, can you get an orderly and a trolley out here, please?

Alright, okay, here we go.

Alright, listen,

why don't I give your mum a call and she can come and pick you up.

Okay, you sit there next to your dad.

Noel, where are you?

Oh, there you are.

Remember us, we're back again.

Dr Campion, I've a patient... This is Kim Sheen.

He's cracked his skull hopping outside on his good foot

because we were slow to X-ray his fractured one.

He should have been taken care of two hours ago when he presented.

NELSON: Thank you.

Sorry, Noel. Let's just get this done, eh?

No. I've had a gutful - copping it from everyone all day.

I'm doing my best... I realise that.

..and I'll take this patient in his turn.

(knocks)

Hello, Ambulance Service. Can we come in?

What should we do? SOBBING

SOBBING INTENSIFIES

Hello?

(sobs)

Hi, my name's Cate. I'm an ambulance officer.

Can you tell me what your name is?

(sobs) It's my husband.

He was just lying here when I came home.

Can you tell me what your husband's name is?

Matthew.

Does your husband have any history of illness we should know about?

He had a heart attack six months ago but it was mild.

I need to take a look at your husband, okay?

Can you move back for me?

I need to stay with him. That's okay.

Can you help him?

MELANCHOLY MUSIC

I'm afraid not. Your husband has passed away.

No!

No! No! No!

I'm so sorry.

No. (Sobs)

It's okay.

DOOR CREAKS

I called in the code 4.

What happens now?

We just have to wait until the police get here.

Poor thing. Hmm.

Why don't you put the gear away?

Okay.

The police will be here soon, Irene.

They'll probably want to ask a few questions.

He was all alone.

You weren't here last night?

I do the night shift at a convenience store.

I was worried when he didn't answer the phone last night.

What time was that?

11 o'clock.

I always call him at 11:00...

..for a goodnight kiss.

Do you think...

Oh, God!

Do you think he was already...

Yeah, I think he probably was.

(sobs)

I knew something had happened when he didn't pick me up this morning.

So I caught a taxi home and found him here like this.

My darling.

It's alright.

I'm here now.

How come no-one's telling me what's happening with Jonesy?

Because they're not sure yet. Burns are pretty complicated.

Now, this should kick in in a minute and you'll feel a whole lot better.

My agony's just my feet. How bad's it gotta be for him?

He's out of it at the moment. No pain at all so...

..don't worry about it.

Sleeping off his hangover, too, I bet.

I can ask if you can see him before he gets transferred if you like.

Yeah, thanks.

There you go.

Morphine kicking in?

(sighs) His fiancee doesn't like it when he gets on the booze.

Made me promise I'd keep an eye on him, you know.

Make sure things didn't get out of control.

What?

It's his bucks' night. What could you do?

She's gonna have my balls on a platter.

I went into the house, get some more beers...

I was gone a minute max.

And then as I was coming back outside

I saw him go down like a sack of potatoes.

BEEPING

Whoops. Sorry.

Come on, Charlotte, this is ridiculous.

Yes, Vincent, it is.

Vincent!

This is fortuitous. Do you have any cash on you?

Yeah, yeah, of course, I do.

What have you done?

It's a long story.

Some more bad luck, I'm afraid.

Because of the Radiology strike, my afternoon op was cancelled...

Ah, yeah, that's hurting.

Sorry.

And the girl I was supposed to operate on, public patient,

her family, they live in a caravan,

and there's no phone.

But her father, he's an amazing man.

He... invents things.

Extraordinary things.

Can you move this finger at all?

Yeah, not much.

So, anyway, I decided to go out there myself,

tell him the operation was off.

And while I was talking to him, someone slashed my tyre.

You're joking?

Yeah. Karma for having such an expensive car.

Here you are.

How did you manage to skip Triage?

Ah, that's my fault, Von.

Won't be much longer, I promise.

Righto.

So, anyway, you changed the tyre?

Yeah, I couldn't get the jack wedged in tight enough

and it came down on my hand.

Right, well, it's definitely broken.

How many places and how badly, I just can't tell.

So here I am back where I started with Radiology on strike.

Very strange set of events, don't you think?

I think he's refusing to prioritise Kim Sheen out of pure frustration.

He can't do that.

It's all a bit irrational now.

I can't force him to do an X-ray without aggravating the situation.

Noel says you witnessed another verbal attack on him by Frank.

Is he making a complaint? Informally.

But he's on the verge of refusing to work with this Department.

He can't do that, can he? I don't know and don't want to know.

How's Kim's neuro obs?

He's stable. GCS is 15, pupils equal and reactive, no deficits.

Try again for the top of the list. I'll try and keep Frank away.

Dan, can you help Von clear the waiting room

and refer as many patients as possible

to medical centres for X-rays.

Hey, where's he going?

ICU.

I asked about my patient seeing him.

Sorry, mate, it's too late.

You can take him up to ICU later, Dan.

Jonesy!

Ryan, you shouldn't be on your feet, mate.

Where are they taking him?

Taking him up to Intensive Care.

Mate, I'm sorry.

Can he hear me?

Mate, I have to get him into the lift.

Look, wait!

(whispers) I was talking crap when I said Tracey wasn't right for you.

I didn't want this to happen, I swear. Ooh!

Okay, Jess, can you get me a wheelchair?

Yep.

I need him to know...

I know.

Thank you.

Thanks, Jess.

They've been here 20 minutes, Cate. It's time for her to let go.

She has to do it in her own time.

Maybe you should let the cops try.

No, it's alright, I'll make her understand.

Irene, the police have to take care of Matthew now.

It's time to let go.

I can't.

Yes, you can.

I'm here, you can hold onto me.

Why wouldn't he listen to me?

He wouldn't let me be strong for him. I hate him for that.

You hear me, Matthew, I hate you.

Irene...

..you fell in love with a strong man.

He just wanted to keep on being that.

The tingling's very slight and only in the tip of the little finger.

Still, I've ordered the hand specialist.

He should be here within the hour.

He'll expect to see an X-ray.

I know. I'm working on that.

Just so you know,

if you ever ask me to assess a neurological patient without a scan,

you'll be extremely unpopular.

Thanks for the advice, mate.

I've made it clear to everyone in the waiting room

they'd be better off going somewhere else.

What's the waiting time?

Seven hours.

That's ridiculous. Why does anyone stay?

Because they're not well.

Even the head of Radiology can't convince them to make an exception

for Oscar Wu.

Why should they?

Come on, Charlotte, the registrar will want him in Theatre,

to go to Theatre he needs X-rays.

I realise that but...

You'd be happy

having one of the world's greatest neurosurgeons sitting around

with possible nerve damage to his finger.

You've just told me the likelihood of permanent damage is remote.

Yeah, but not entirely absent.

You a card-carrying member of the boys' club?

Or just on a day-pass?

What you talking about? Take a look around.

Granted, not everyone here is a surgeon, but...

Forget it.

Did Oscar ask you to push him through?

Or was this your idea?

You're going to question every medical decision?

Damn right, when you make them for personal reasons.

I was right about Beth.

We're not talking about Beth. Yes, we are.

What was that about?

Abridged version -

someone called Beth, that Vincent was right about, I think.

And Oscar Wu. I have no idea who was right about that one.

Yes, I didn't know that neurosurgeons changed their tyres.

You wouldn't let another bloke do it for you, neurosurgeon or not.

Oh, it's a guy thing.

Oh, yeah.

Still at the end of the queue.

Noel, um...

..can I have a word to you about Kim Sheen?

Not you too, Terri.

It's just that we could have a situation on our hands.

Has his condition changed?

No, but... Then, if you'll excuse me.

This woman was in complete denial.

Her husband's totally dead and she kept asking what was wrong with him.

How awful. The poor woman.

It was so sad. We couldn't prise her away.

She must have been crazy about him to have such a strong reaction.

Yeah, totally.

They were pretty old, it's not like they were newlyweds.

It must have been special. I know but still...

Can we cut the crap and get some work done, please?

Sorry.

It's not something to gossip about.

Have some respect for the woman,

what she's gone through today and what she's lost.

Do you want to talk about what's going on?

Is it Mac?

No, I don't want to talk about it.

FRANK: Is it over? What?

The big union pow-wow, is it over?

It's dragging on. The ranks are split.

Bloody great.

Sullivan, what are we supposed to do if they stay out?

We'll have to work that out.

Maybe I should go talk to my little friend in Radiology.

Don't do that. He's already made an informal complaint.

Don't have him make it formal. Stubborn fool.

Yes, you are, but I'm hoping we'll fix that.

Frank, Kim Sheen's deteriorated.

(coughs)

Where's his head X-ray?

Please, don't tell me he hasn't had one.

He didn't have symptoms so wasn't considered a priority.

Well, he's a priority now.

Look straight ahead for me, Kim.

Where's Jasper?

He's with his mum.

No, Jasper's here.

He's disoriented to time and place. He's vomited twice.

He needs a head CT straightaway.

I would say he probably has concussion

and a possible a cerebral bleed as well.

As will both of you when I bang your bloody heads together.

Dr Wu's not in danger of losing the hand.

But if there's nerve damage...

Look, look...

If this were your livelihood at stake, would you hesitate?

My livelihood and that of my colleagues is at stake, Dr Hughes.

That's why I'm doing this!

Kim Sheen, suspected head injury following a fall, and brief LOC,

urgent head CT required.

Noel, you moving?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, of course.

This is a prescription for strong pain-killers.

This is a letter for your GP.

See her every second day for a review and change of dressing.

Do you have any questions?

No. Okay.

You're friend's doctor gave you the green light to see him in ICU.

Thanks.

He's doing well.

You take care.

Great. Let's take you up.

No, I'll just go home.

I'm not going to visit Jonesy today so straight to the cab rank, eh?

Okay.

He's probably not up to visitors yet anyway.

Maybe I'll come and visit him tomorrow.

Yeah, maybe you're full of it.

I don't want to see him like that! It's your call.

Mate, what's going on between you two?

I met her first, you know.

Tracey, I mean. Was really keen on her.

Then she met Jonesy and that was it.

Love at first sight, couldn't separate them.

And now they're getting married.

Thing is, I probably wished a few things on him I shouldn't have.

How if something happened to him, I'd step in and be the hero.

You didn't make this happen, Ryan.

You walked over hot coals for the guy. What more could a mate ask for?

Come on, let's go give him heaps.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah.

FRANK: This is what I don't get -

we have a patient who falls down and hits his head on hospital grounds,

I personally deliver him to the Radiology Department

but somehow or other his nurse lets him come back without an X-ray

and wait around for bloody hours.

Nelson kept him under observation.

Until the man started bleeding into his brain, which is terrific.

Keep it up, Frank. You want a go?

Yeah, I want a go, mate. Nelson!

What type of team do you want, Frank?

An efficient one that cures more patients than it kills.

Do you want their respect or you just don't care?

How did I suddenly end up on the back seat all of a sudden?

Well?

Yesterday you aggravated the Radiology Department

and today they walk out.

Instead of trying to calm the situation and take responsibility

you've gone out of your way to exacerbate it.

I was merely running my department.

You were reassigning blame.

The fact remains - the radiographer didn't do his job.

How can anyone perform to your standards?

The pressure you put on them, it's a wonder they can work at all.

Extradural haematoma.

I'll get Theatre on stand-by.

Thanks.

How is he?

He won't be playing footy any time soon.

He'll be lucky to watch his son play footy.

He needs burr holes.

I didn't realise.

Maybe you should have done what I asked you to in the first place.

Look, perhaps my attitude today

may have impaired your ability to make clear decisions.

If so, I, um...

..apologise for venting my frustrations on you.

No matter how understandable those frustrations may have been.

Theatre's preparing. Should be clear in about 10 minutes.

Dr Hughes.

Can I have a word?

Yeah, sure.

GCS has decreased to 13,

pupils are equal and reactive to light.

Hope the neurosurgeon doesn't take his time getting here.

Hmm.

Noel could lose his job over this.

It's ironic, isn't it? Instead of more pay, he could end up with less.

It's not just ironic, it's unfair.

He has to live with the consequences of his actions, like all of us.

Noel has a young family too and he had every right to strike

but he volunteered to keep working.

Come on, a word in his favour wouldn't go astray, Frank.

VON: Alright?

How's it going in here?

Oscar's been explaining to me

how my karmic energy brought me into the Emergency Department

to teach me to surrender control.

Oh, good.

Apart from that, good - capillary refill, sensation's improved

and the swelling has decreased with elevation.

Not much else to report, I'm afraid.

Well, I'm about to change all that

because I've managed to fast-track you up the list.

In about 20 minutes we should find out what's going on.

I'm queue-jumping?

Yes, Dr Hughes has called in a few cosmic favours.

Who asked you to do that?

Ah... I... just thought you'd appreciate it, that's all.

You realised the fracture isn't likely to cause long-term problems?

Yeah, I know.

I just wanted to do the right thing by you.

Vincent,

I'd prefer to let the universe dictate my place in the queue.

Any interference now could cause negative consequences.

So, I'd like you to withdraw my request

to push me forward in the queue.

But thanks anyway.

What's your secret?

What?

Frank, he apologised to Noel Bessette.

I had nothing to do with that.

Terri, the stop-work meeting's over,

the radiographers have voted to go back to work tomorrow.

That's the best news I've heard all day, thanks, Reg.

He's right, you know. Things do have a way of sorting themselves out.

That's if you're not too preoccupied to see the signs.

Yeah.

Is he alright lately?

I'm not sure about him.

Hey.

Hey! How'd you go with the report?

Super wants us both to debrief.

What?

I don't need to debrief about a bunch of drunk guys.

Actually, it's for the woman and her dead husband.

I reported that too.

(sighs) So...

Big day, huh?

Yep.

Do you think it would have been any different if we'd had male partners?

Let's see.

At the bucks' night,

a guy would have come over all protective, tried to be a saviour,

probably started a brawl, needing medical attention himself.

With Irene and her husband,

stunted emotional development would have rendered a guy next to useless.

So, yeah, I think it would have been very different.

So true.

You any good at pool?

I'm a bit of a shark actually. Yeah?

Come on, then.

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Thanks a lot.

Charlotte, I don't want this whole Beth thing to come between us.

Neither do I.

Are we okay?

(sighs) Hmm...

..we're good.

Hey, fancy a game of pool?

Game of pool? For sure.

Right. Come on.

You're playing with Jack.

Hey, the fellas! Ha-ha!

I have to warn you, Vincent, I'm not very good.

Now you tell me.

Good on you, buddy, thanks a lot.

You're welcome.

We're looking forward to whipping your arses, aren't we, Sash?

You're in a good mood.

Get used to it, sunshine.

Today is the first day of the rest of my life.

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JESS: I love that movie.

I've seen it five times. Get out!

Serious. They're showing the whole trilogy next month.

It's going to be this whole marathon.

Yeah, well, I'm there.

Great. We should get a few people together and go. Dan?

You'll come... won't you? Na.

Trilogy thing's overrated.

Great. It's a date, then.

Cool. (Chuckles)

It's your shout, isn't it, Jess?

It's yours?

Um... yeah... um...

..I'll be back in a sec. (Giggles)

Ah, Jess.

She's a good friend of mine.

What do you mean? Nothing.

Just wouldn't want to see her end up another tragic statistic

in your legendary love life.

Hey, I'm...

That's all I'm saying, okay, mate.

Yeah, alright.