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DAN: What are you doing?

No. Save your money -
we're ordering pizza.

Mmm-mm.

Come on, Jess. What's night duty
without pizza and chips?

If there's time, Dan.

Look around you, Jess.

Huh? There's no full moon,
no major sporting events,

I heard the radio on the way in -
no accidents this side of town.

You're gonna jinx us.

Don't!

What? Come on.
Tuesday's always quiet.

It's the only night
there's anything good on television,

so... we can spend the time
telling personal stories

that I can use later on as blackmail

Wicked!
(giggles)

Let's start with where you stand
on anchovies.

Straight through to Resus!

Given anything for the seizure?
No, it started as we were unloading.

Story?

Gunshot wound to the abdo,

found unconscious and unresponsive
on cement floor of a car park.

Queried fall from an upper level.

I intubated at scene.

Curtis, midazolam.

CURTIS: Alright, on three -

one, two, three.

Shit. Dammit.
Oh, he's shut down.

It took forever
to get that cannula in.

Jack, get that.
On it.

Jess.
Good luck.

Given anything for the seizures?
There's a thought.

Thank God for Dr Beaumont.

Waiting on IV access, Jack?
Give me a second.

Depressed fracture of the skull,
right side.

Left pupil is sluggish.

Need a hand there?

Movement's making it hard.

We need the cannula in
to stop him moving.

He's lost his entire abdominal wall.
Page the surgical registrar.

Get the neuro boys.

He has a date with an operating
table - if we can stop him spinning.

Combines and saline, quick, Nelson!

Good catch.

Jack, I swear, if you can't get
a bloody cannula in...

I'm in.

Go, go, go.

CRUNCHING UNDERFOOT

Why are the chips on the floor?

I'll get a broom.

CT showed a large subdural bleed
on the right side.

Neuro reg's on his way down.

Nah, nah, nah, nah. Keep him moving.
Theatres are ready for him.

Doesn't the head take priority?

Neuro can fight that out
with the surgical boys.

Come on.
Are your limbs painted on?

We need a medical escort.

Am I scotch mist?
Since when do you do escorts?

Oh, I have escorted. Trust me.
Come on.

Oh, you're parking in the theatre
car park these days, Frank.

Hardy-ha-ha-ha.
Come on, the man needs surgery.

Nightie-nights, Frank.

Yeah, nigh-night.

Keep yourself nice, Quade.

If you need any help,

don't hesitate to ring...
the ICU registrar on call.

Thanks.

Good to see he has faith in me.

Well, you know, we all need a little
bit of back-up sometimes, Jack.

Aren't you supposed to be going?
Yes.

Hot date?
Ah, yes.

Anyone I know?

Maybe. Listen, if you need
to call me, don't hesitate.

I will be out late, so you
will not be disturbing me, okay?

Nightie-nights.

I'm gonna manage.

THEME MUSIC

Howdy.

Hey. Welcome to the night shift.
Please, place your pizza order.

I've had dinner.

So have I. This is 3am munchies.

Alright, now that we have
the trauma out of the way...

..things are looking pretty good,

so it looks like a quiet night.

Good time to get
some other work done.

Trolleys need restocking and the
pan room looks like a bomb's hit it.

Where's the ward assistant?
There isn't one.

Hang on!

Protest has been noted, Jessica.
See you tomorrow.

Von, could you take triage?
Of course.

Where do you want me, boss?

You can share these patients with me.
Cool.

Something to keep us going, eh, Von?
(turns music on)

Fine by me.

As long as it isn't that rubbish.

ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

BALLAD PLAYS
Better?

Ah, yes, thank you.

You'd be more of a Megadeth
type of a gal, wouldn't you, Von?

Actually, I prefer Radiohead.

DJ: That was going out
to Huggy Bear from Little Pretty.

Little Pretty's so sorry
that she hurt you.

She wants you to know
she will always...

Don't fall for it, Huggy.
It's a trap.

Right. Where do you want me?

Well, there are no trauma calls

so the ENs in long stay
could have a hand.

Trauma incoming.

(laughs) Saved by the bell.

Mrs Enid Armstrong, 82 years young.

Found collapsed at home.

Bruising to right hip and wrist,
queried fracture.

Neighbour said she has CA lung
with bony mets.

Neighbour find her?

Yes. I did.

It's okay, Enid.
They're just looking after you.

(Enid groans)

Mrs Armstrong, I'm Dr Quade.
Do you know where you are?

Do you know
what day of the week it is?

It's Sunday.

It's Tuesday, Mrs Armstrong.

She's normally as sharp as a tack.

Probably the shock of the fall.

Is she on any analgesia,
pain relief?

Yeah, she's having morphine tablets
for the bone pain.

Okay, let's give her
a shot of morphine now,

increments of 1mm IV as tolerable.

Is there any family we can contact?

Uh, no. Her husband died
about five years ago, no children.

I've got the doctor's details
and I've brought in her medications.

I'll take them for you.

Is she on oxygen at home?

Yeah, she has been for about,
um, six weeks.

Have you been looking after her,
Reg?

The community nurse
is there in the day

and I have a look at her
at night after work.

That's a big job.

She's been my neighbour
for a long time.

And you're a good friend,
aren't you, Enid?

(calls out weakly)

I'll give you something
for that pain.

Careful... you don't hurt her.

I'll be as gentle as I can.

(groans)

Is her hip broken?

I think so.

Well, that means surgery,
doesn't it?

She's got pretty advanced
lung cancer.

I mean, that'd be dangerous,
wouldn't it?

PHONE RINGS

WOMAN: Hi, Vincent. It's me, Beth.

Why haven't you answered
any of my calls?

BLEEP

ANSWERING MACHINE: End of messages

KNOCK ON DOOR

CHARLOTTE: Open up, Vinnie,
it's party time.

You know when I said casual,
I, uh...

You're always overdressed.

You look fantastic.
Thank you!

Booked the restaurant?
Uh, no. No restaurant.

Not after my parting little...

..bowel catch in the ED today,

so we're going clubbing instead!

It'll be fun. We haven't had
a big night out in ages.

I'm not dancing.
Come on. Just a little one!

I mean it. No dancing.

Understood. Rule one - no dancing.

Rule two - no shoptalk.

Tonight is about two friends
having a really good time.

So, let's go.
Do you mind if I put some pants on?

Marvellous idea.
Nice shirt, very sexy.

Who's going to pick up?

I don't think so.

Rule three - no negative talk.

She's been looking after
this woman every night

and none of us had a clue.

Yeah, can you check some temazepam
for me so I can settle my patients?

I mean, you work with someone, you
find out about their life, right?

Absolutely. I mean, you tell me
your fantasies, I'll tell you mine.

Two temazepam, leaves five.

And I don't have fantasies.

Oh, come on, Jess.

And even if I did,
I wouldn't tell you.

Why? I'm a nurse, I can take it.

Hey, Jess.
Hey! You on a break?

Sure am.
Thought I'd spend it with you.

That's so sweet.

Hi, Stewart.

Hey, mate.

Hey.
Hi.

DJ: He wants this song
to go to his wonderful wife Ros.

He writes, "I love you, honey.
Thanks for 17 years..."

Oh, God, give us a break.

Some of us actually like that, Dan.

Oh, it's embarrassing, Jess.

I'd better be off.

I'll pick you up
at the end of shift.

Okay.
Okay.

See you later.

See you, Stewart.

He's so great.

Sensational.

You know, you could take a leaf
out of his book, Dan.

He's caring and thoughtful.

I'm caring.

Yeah, you care about sedating
all your patients

so that you can have a quiet night.

Correction -
patients need rest, Jess.

Whatever you say, Dan.

Look around you - that's why
hospitals have beds, not bar stools.

Once you finish settling
your patients, you can see Von,

who needs a hand in Triage.

(scoffs)

CATE: When was she diagnosed
with cancer?

Um... about a year ago.

Oh. So did she get treatment?

She was offered chemotherapy
but she refused.

Didn't want to chew into
the health dollars, she said.

She votes for the Socialist Party.

Is she alright?

She's broken both her hip and wrist.

Oh, no.

The wrist is a simple break,
which we can immobilise with a cast.

It's the hip that's the problem.

I knew it.
So she has to have an operation?

No, actually.

Reg, this is...

..Enid's chest X-ray
and as you can see

there's not enough
functional lung tissue

to support the general anaesthetic
of a hip replacement.

So what... we're just going to
leave her like this?

Normally we would try
an epidural anaesthetic but...

..the cancer has spread to her bones
and her femur's affected,

which means if we insert
a hip prosthesis

the bone won't hold,
it will just crumble.

So there's nothing we can do?

There's nothing at all?

We can make her as comfortable
as possible, Reg,

and maybe move her
somewhere more private.

So she's going to die...

..in a hospital, in pain.

Okay, any vomiting?
No.

Pain?

Only sometimes.

Um...

..is there anyone with you
or someone we can call?

Everyone's back in Greece.

A friend?

Von!

Brian.

Brian!

What did you do to him?

Nothing.

He seemed pretty confused.

JACK: That's all you got?

He passed out
before I could get any answers, Jack.

Any allergies?
I don't know.

Have you got a name?

Brian Andropidis.
Okay.

Brian, can you hear me?

I'm Dr Quade.
Do you know where you are?

Let me go home...
Not yet, mate.

I'm just going to take
your blood pressure.

You're in hospital and passed out
while you were talking to Dan.

Do you remember?
Let me go home!

Mr Andropidis, I need you to stay
still for one second.

He's hypotensive, 92/45.

Okay. He's warm. Well perfused.

Tachycardic 144.

Temps normal, 36.8.

Right.

Mr Andropidis,

is there a chance that you've eaten
something you might be allergic to?

I don't know.

Okay. Insert two large-bore cannula,
run a litre of Hartmann's

and insert an IDC.

We need bloods, FBC, UEC.

I'll go book him in for a head CT.

What do you think's going on?
Some sort of cerebral event?

At this stage, I don't know.

Great.

DANCE MUSIC

(slurs) Hi, I'm Mick.

If I told you you had a beautiful
body would you hold it against me?

Aren't you like 20 years too young
to be using that line?

Can I buy you a drink?

You know what,
let me save us both the trouble -

I'm gay.

It's a girl-on-girl thing. Get that?

Can me and me mate watch?

I just got hit on... by a man.

And that surprises you?
You're a flirt.

Not with men.

You're worse with men.

I am not.

Adelaide - my cousin's wedding.

We were staying at that pub the...
The Mariner's Arms.

I cannot believe that you
are bringing this up.

Ah, Corrine.
Hi, how are you going?

Thank you, keep the change.
Thank you, have a good night.

Pizza for all.
Anchovies?

Hell no, who likes anchovies?

I do.

Your a complex woman, Von.

You've no idea.

RADIO DJ: You there, Huggy?

HUGGY: Yeah, I just wanted
to reply... uh, send a message.

Is that Frank?

Can't be.

I don't usually do this,

I mean, I don't ring
talkback radio shows...

That's Frank.

Ah, don't be silly!

RADIO: What's your message?

Okay, that was Radiology.
They've finished Brian's CT.

Dan, can you get him?

Anything show up?
No, nothing.

No contusion, bleed,
lesion or oedema.

What do we do now?

I'm going to give Pathology
a hurry-up on the blood results.

Meantime, let's do a 12-lead ECG.

Neuro's clear. So let's try cardiac?

Do you have any better suggestions,
Dan?

RADIO: Sounds like
the ball's in your court now.

Just go get him?

That's the one.

I'm just going to pop this pillow
under your arm now, Enid.

So what's happening?

We just have to keep her
comfortable, on medication

and wait with her until...

Will she die tonight?

I mean, is there a way of knowing
when she's close to death?

Reg...

Enid's heavily sedated

but she can still probably hear
what you're saying.

Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't realise.

I'm awful at this.

Don't be so hard on yourself.

You'd think after all these years
working in a hospital

I'd know something so simple.
Reg...

No. No, I thought I could do this,
but I can't.

I just...

..I can't stay.

I'm not the right person.

And I can't...

..I can't watch her die.

I understand.

You've got to do
what's right for you.

I'm sorry.

You need to lie really still for us,
Brian, okay?

The ECG won't hurt a bit.

You okay?

I'm fine. Why?

I don't know, you just seem
a bit odd, that's all.

Odd? How?

I don't know.

How's it going?

The ECG is almost done.

His blood pressure is still low.
How low?

84/42.

He's still tachycardic.
His pulse is 122.

His urine output for the last hour
was 2ml and concentrated

despite fluid loading of 750ml IV.

Mmm. He's well perfused.

Let's start him on an inotrope.

Noradrenaline, 4mg in 100ml.

5ml every hour.

Get the systolic up.

What about his kidneys?

Renal dose dopamine infusion
to improve the urine output.

Well, except for the tachycardia,
it's normal.

Hmm.

I'm going to order a cardiac echo
to make sure.

Mr Andropidis, is there someone
we can call for you?

Asked and answered, Jack,
there's no-one.

Well, why don't you find someone,
Dan?

Try old files - something, anything.

Um... don't you need to insert
a central line

before commencing inotropes?

I know. I'm going to go order
the echo first.

You set up for the line.

Okay.

I'm making sure he's doing
the right thing by the patient, Jess.

What? What's wrong with that?

I just going to call his home phone
and see if anyone answers.

DANCE MUSIC

You know, I'm going to go
and find Mick

because at least he wanted
to have a good time.

No, no. Charlotte, sorry.
Look, I'm sorry.

I'm locked on, I'm all yours.

Unless you dance with me.

Nice try. No.

I'm going to get us another round,
alright?

One dance! Why can't you dance?!

Screaming orgasm.

MAN: What do you think
you're doing?!

For God's sake!

I saw her first
you white-anting mongrel.

Piss off.

Hey, take it easy, guys.

Mind your own business.

Why don't you take your own advice,
mate?

GLASS SMASHES

SCREAMING

WOMAN: Oh, no, he's bleeding.

Call an ambulance!

WOMAN: He's bleeding.

WOMAN: Oh, oh my God.

Jesus, so much for...

Just keep still, mate.

Anyone called 000?

WOMAN: I've called them,
they're on their way.

SIREN WAILS

Dan, set up for intubation.
Size eight tube.

Is that Brian Andropidis?
What happened?

He went into respiratory arrest
coming back from the echo lab.

Tube, Dan.

Cricoid pressure.

Okay, I'm in.

Air entry equal.

Dan, tie the tube.

What happened in the echo?

Nothing. No cardiac aetiology.

So what now?

It was a fair idea to think
cardiac after neuro.

Now I don't know what to think.

Did you get onto next of kin?

I rang his home and there was an
answering machine. No-one answered.

Still don't have
those bloods back?

Yes, but, Jack...

Yeah, I know.
He's continuing to deteriorate.

The infusion didn't work,
he's still hypotensive

and we still don't know...

I know!

We're going to have to start again.

This time a new set of bloods.

Everything - FBC, UEC, ABG, coags,
BGL, LFTs and blood cultures.

Okay?
Mm-hm.

I'm calling Charlotte.

Oh, that's not necessary.

I think that Brian Andropidis
would disagree, Von.

I don't know what his problem is
today.

RADIO: Whatever
gets you through the night...

You sure you want to do this?

Jack is completely out of depth
with that patient.

Your call.

It will be better for the patient
and the ambos if you step back a bit

and give them room, please.
MOBILE RINGS

Just clear that doorway.

Thank you.

MOBILE RINGS

Hey, Charlotte, it's Dan here
from All Saints.

Sorry to bother you, but we've got
a bit of tricky case here.

He was slashed with a broken bottle.

Probable laceration
to external and internal jugular.

Right, get a cannula in
and start a litre of Hartmann's.

(chokes)

He's lucky you were here, mate.

If you could call the ED,
that would be great. Thanks.

Okay, I think we've had enough fun
for one night, don't you?

I should stay with him.

The guys have it.

It's late, you're covered in blood.
Let me take you home.

You guys right?

Yeah, thanks, mate.

Can you grab the trolley?

Hey.

Thought you might like
to take a break.

Grab some food or something?

It's okay, I'm fine.

I wouldn't mind moving her
further onto her side,

make her more comfortable.

Sure, no problem.

I'm just going to pull you
towards me, Enid.

Okay, you ready?
Yep.

(Enid groans)

I'm sorry, Enid.

Alright.

Is that better?

Mmm.

She's still a little restless.
I might give her some more morphine.

Have you ever worked
in palliative care before?

Ah, no. Just ED and the ambos.

Yeah, it's tough.

Sometimes it's hard to know if
you're doing the right thing or not.

Yeah.

I might take that break now.
I won't be long.

Do you want some pizza?
No, thanks.

I wanted to keep my promise, Cate.
I really... I really did.

What promise?

Enid wanted her final hours
to be spent at home,

around the things she loved -

her photos,

her memories, roses.

Oh, she had
the most beautiful rose garden.

And the thing she was most scared of
was dying alone.

She's not going to be alone, Reg.

You're not her friend.
She doesn't know you.

What kind of person breaks a promise
to a dying woman?

Look, sometimes we make promises
we can't keep.

Sometimes...

..some... sometimes we...

..say things
to make people feel better,

..and you don't think about it,
you just say it.

Oh, no. No, I meant what I said.

I thought I could do it.

There's too many memories coming up.

You know, that's all they are...

..memories.

Enid's comfortable here, Reg.

I'll look after her...

..I promise.

Take him straight to Acute.

What have we got?

A male in his 30s, attacked
with a broken glass bottle.

Laceration to left side of the neck,

moderate blood loss, has increasing
inspiratory and expiratory stridor,

GCS decreased during transport,
now only nine.

One, two, three.

We need three units of O neg.

He's not moving much air at all.

We have to set up for intubation,
size seven tube.

Widespread inflammation.
Lots of blood. Need suction.

Can't visualise the cords.

Sats 92.

Can't get it in, we need an airway.

Prep for a trachy?
Yep.

No, hang on.
Try for a smaller tube - 4.5.

That's for kids.

It's small enough
to get past the oropharynx.

It's more easily dislodged -
that's hardly a secure airway.

If it works we save him
unnecessary surgery.

A quick trachy's a safer option.

I'm not gonna argue anymore, Dan.
Get the tube.

I thought I'd bring in a few things
to make her feel she was at home.

Here, I'll take this for you.
Thank you.

She may not know whether I'm here -

I'd know.

There we go,
this is gonna be much more comfy.

The roses are beautiful.

Yeah, they are.

Her garden is her pride and joy,
never uses any chemicals,

picks every bad leaf off the bushes
herself.

(inhales)

(groans softly)

What's happening?

It's called Cheyne-Stokes breathing.

The part of Enid's brain
that controls her breathing

is shutting down.

So she'll take
bigger, deeper breaths

and there'll be longer periods
between them.

Is she in pain?

No.

And she'll continue to breathe
this way until... the end?

Yeah, she will.

(groans softly)

Enid...

..don't be scared.

Soon all that pain is gonna be gone.

And you're gonna go
to a much better place.

I believe that with all my heart.

It's okay.

Theatre's ready for him
whenever we are.

Right.

Can you get it in or not?

Oh, give him a minute.

BLEEPS

I'm setting up for a trachy.

I'm in.

Good air entry.

Sats are up to 94%.

Okay, let's get him to theatre.

That was close.

I thought it was pretty impressive,
actually.

It would have been much safer
to set up for a quick trach.

Dan, what is your problem?

I don't have one.

Except that...

..Brian Adropidis's
condition isn't improving

and despite some people's low opinion
about me,

I care about that, Jess.
Hey. Hey.

You're a good nurse, Dan.
I think a lot of you.

RADIO: emergency room tonight.
So this one's for you.

Jessica, Stuart wants you to know
that he's thinking of you

and hopes to be back there soon.

That is so sweet.

Hey, Jess, do you want me to set up
for an insulin infusion?

You know, just to take that blood
sugar level of yours down a bit?

Yeah, thanks.
Yeah, great.

♪ Only fools will pine forever ♪

Any change?

The noradrenaline's up to 10ml per
hour and systolic's just hitting 100.

Urine output hasn't improved yet.
Just the 5ml last hour.

So what now?

Got blood results back.

White cell count's elevated.

He has an infection.

But he's afebrile.

Cold sepsis.

Oh, yeah, that fits.

Low blood pressure, low urine output.

He's in septic shock, isn't he?

Mmm.

But... what's the cause
of the infection?

Good question.

Chest is clear,

there's no obvious wounds.

Meningitis?

Only one way to find out.

Let's do a lumbar puncture.

Good idea.

Look, Jack...

Dan, Charlotte's on the phone
for you.

Great.

Can you tell her I don't need
to speak to her anymore? It's sorted.

Okay.

Why don't we start with
IV antibiotics and...

..Dan...

..hopefully we're on
the right track now.

Maybe we are.

Did you find my keys?

Ah, no.
Maybe you left them at the club.

Yeah, maybe.

Who you calling?

Um, Dan left a message but apparently
everything's under control so...

Cheers.
Right, cheers.

Ooh, that's a cheeky one.
Where'd you get that from?

The back of the cupboard where
you keep all the expensive bottles.

Popular boy.

Eight messages.

I've been getting
a lot of wrong numbers.

Took you a while to think that up.

Beth Chandler perhaps?

Yep.

She still on your case?

Yep, you could say that.

How in the world did you two hook up
in the first...

Charlotte, come on. I...

Okay, okay. Not going to talk about
your girlfriend anymore.

She's not my girlfriend,
she never was my girlfriend.

I'm sorry, Charlotte.

I just...

..I'm struggling to figure out
how this happened.

How what happened?
What are you talking about?

Beth was a one-night stand.

One of many one-night stands.

I think we're going to need
some more wine.

Just in time. Can you help me roll
Brian over for the lumbar puncture?

Sure.

Did you get in contact with Stu?

(giggles)

Ooh.

Somebody's been doing his work-out.

Nice buttocks.

I've seen much better buttocks.
Oh, um...

Jess...

..would you say that was perfect?

I'm no expert
but it looks pretty good to me.

Um, Jack, dude... worried about you,
man.

Feel them.

Ah, yeah, that'd be a big no.

Jess...

Ooh.

I think we found the source
of the infection.

He's had buttock implants.

Get out of here!

She's gone.

I felt...
The room, it felt different.

It felt like
it was suddenly emptier.

Are you okay?

I'm going to wait outside.
Let me know if you need anything.

(sobs)

RADIO: Hang in there
a little longer, listeners.

Remember...

Enid just died.

How's Regina taking it?
She's okay, I think.

We're back with Huggy Bear,

who's patiently waiting
for his beloved...

What are you up to, Dan?
Shush!

How you holding up, Huggy?

HUGGY: Actually, I'm a bit tired,
thanks for asking.

Who does that sound like?

Your lady is worth the wait...
No idea.

Listen.

Yeah, she is.
It's Frank.

Frank, doesn't say please.
It's Frank! Listen!

I can be a grumpy bugger.
Sorry, can I say that?

Who's the lady, then?

Maybe someone who works here.

Like who?

Jess!

Maybe it's that dietician woman.
She's always hanging around.

Frank hasn't sworn at her yet,
so that's something.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah. Just a bit tired.

Why don't you take the day off?
I'll let Nelson know what happened.

Yeah, I might do that.

Thanks, Cate.

For everything.

♪ Smiling in front of me

♪ I'm watching the sun

♪ Roll across the sky

♪ It measures the space

♪ Between you and I

♪ I hope I belong

♪ Till the day that I die

♪ Nothing more carries me

♪ Cause it feels like love

♪ Is coming to me

♪ Because

♪ It's easy to see

♪ Sweet love

♪ Is all that we'll ever need

♪ It's all that we'll ever need

♪ It's all that we'll ever need

♪ It's all that we'll ever need

♪ It's all that we'll ever need

DJ: A big hello to all the people
who are working back late tonight.

Or starting early
doing the night shift.

You might be a taxi driver
or a doctor

or baker or a security guard,

keeping the night light burning.

Hope you're staying safe.

Ah, shit!

Vincent.

Vincent!

Huh.

Wake up.
SMASH

Oh, shit, we're late.

Oh, man... I'm mashed.

We're so dead.

Ooh!

Reckon we can beat Frank in?

Not a chance. I've got to get home
to change first.

Ow!

(laughs)

Okay. Hilarious. Get in your car.

BLEEP BLEEP

Oop. Charlotte, wait!

Hold on!

ENGINE STARTS

MYSTERIOUS MUSIC

Reg?

What are you doing here this early?

Oh, I've been here all night.

My neighbour... my friend...

..she died last night.

Oh...

I'm so sorry. You alright?

It's so strange, isn't it?

How sometimes you think
you've got it all organised

and then you realise
you haven't got a clue.

I need to leave Emergency
and I want a job back in the ward.

Oh, Reg, look...

..take some time, okay,
think this over...

No, no, no. I have spent all night
thinking it over.

I need to make a difference
and I can't do it in Emergency.

Yes, you can. You do.

No, no. You, you're the ones.

All of you make a difference.
You're amazing!

I don't know how
you do it but in my job, I can't.

The only reason I took the job
in the first place

was so I could be with you
and Terri and Von, you know?

'Cause you... are my family.

We've been through so much together.

You more than anyone really.

You took me to the hospital ball.
Do you remember that?

Yeah.

And you were there when
ah... Morris...

Hey, hey, hey. Come on.

It's alright.

I want you
to tell Terri and everyone

how much
I appreciate them and their support,

but I'm not coming back.

You sure? This is what you want?

Yeah, it is.

It's okay.

Reg?

Good luck.

So I stopped the lumbar puncture,
ordered an urgent pelvic CT

and there they were -

two buttock implants
with large collections of pus.

So you got to the bottom of it then?

Hm... literally.
It was a great call, Jack.

Personally, I wouldn't have
gone there but great call.

Hurry up, you two, I'm starving.
I'll just do this report.

Dan's right. Cold sepsis is hard
to diagnose so... is that it?

That's it.

You know, you look as bad as I feel?

Except I get to go home to bed, Ha.

Hi.

(laughs)

You nursed Reg's friend?

Yeah, no big deal.

Didn't you tell 'em
about your history?

No.

Jessica could have assigned
someone else, Cate.

Yeah, I know. I coped, Nelson.
It's okay.

Hey, you ready?
Yeah.

We're all coming to breakfast
with you, Romeo.

Hurry up, we'll see you outside.

I'll just get my stuff,

but come with me because
I've got something to give you.

Um, it's just a little thankyou
for the dedication.

Oh, you heard it?
Yeah.

(clears throat)

Everything looks good.
Guess you guys had a quiet night.

Hey, Nelson. Listen to this.

RADIO: Half an hour to go, Huggy.
Huggy Bear, you still there?

Yes.
Who does Huggy Bear sound like?

Guy from 'Starsky and Hutch'?

It's Frank.
What?

I can only give up.

I hope you haven't signed up
for a double shift.

No other choice but to give up.

Ha! You poor desperate idiot.

There'd better be some milk
this morning.

I'm sure there's some
in the common room, Frank.

Later.

(sighs) Looks like it's gonna be
a nice quiet day.

PHONE RINGS