Original subtitles

SIREN WAILS

SIREN STOPS

You sure this is the right location?

This is weird.

Car 978 to base.

WOMAN: Copy, 978.

We're at the location as specified but there's no-one here.

MAN: Hey!

(whistles) Over here!

Cancel that, base. We've found police in attendance.

DRAMATIC MUSIC

Have you called in multiple casualties?

It took a while to locate them so...

GROANS

The balloon came down about an hour ago.

We've no idea what caused it.

WHIMPERS

Oh, God. Where do we start?

Okay, I'll take these two. You take the others.

Yeah, we found them.

Can we get onto those national park people, please?

We need help out here right away.

THEME MUSIC

STUART: It's alright. It's okay. I'm an ambulance officer.

My name's Stuart. What's yours? Ruth.

What's your last name, Ruth?

Geyer. Ruth Geyer.

Okay. Can you tell me what happened?

My parents.

We'll get to them. I want to look at your wrist.

Ow! Okay. Alright, alright.

Can you feel that? Yes.

Move them a little for me.

Ow!

Good, good. That's really good. I'll be back in a sec, okay?

Where does it hurt, mate?

(cries out) Okay.

Try not to move. Lie very still. Stuart!

I'll give you pain relief. My wife!

Stuart.

Can you keep pressure on that wound?

Yep, righto.

She's unconscious, she's breathing but...

What about him? He's code 4.

Base, this is car 978.

We've got four casualties, one code 4.

Three with serious injuries.

We're going to require another vehicle

and a retrieval team on stand-by.

Alright. Hang on a minute.

Okay. Give me a look.

Yep, perfect.

Now, what's the matter? Are you nervous?

It's alright. I'm nervous too.

Do you know how old your dad was when he came to Australia?

He was five years old.

That's how old I am.

That's right, and I bet he was nervous too.

He came all the way from Scotland.

Where's Scotland again?

Okay. Come on. Sit down over here.

Scotland - well, let's see. We're here.

Scotland's all the way up there.

We'll be there this time next week.

In five more sleeps.

In five more sleeps. Remember I told you, it's a big adventure.

That means I have to say goodbye to my friends.

Listen, I tell you what.

How about we make each other a promise?

If you promise to be brave, I will too.

Pinky shake? Yeah, pinky shake.

Shake and shake.

Okay, here.

Bag on.

Alright. Give me a kiss. Give me a kiss.

See you later. Be good.

STUART: Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Stay with me.

Stuart, his BP's dropping - 90/50.

He needs fluids. Get a cannula in, put up Hartmann's.

No worries. You'll be okay. Sally?

Just take care of yourself.

No, you look after my wife. You forget about me.

She's in good hands. She'll make it, I promise.

It's all going to be okay. Thank you.

HORN TOOTS

There's two injured there, one critical, one deceased.

Hey. NELSON: Hi.

There you go. What's this?

It's next month's rosters.

You didn't have to do that.

It's a going away present.

I can't believe you're actually going.

Neither can I.

Where's all the bloody nurses? There's a build-up in Triage.

Von's on her way in now. She's late.

She worked overtime last night. So?

She didn't get a 10-hour break. A what?

RNs get a 10-hour break between shifts - it's the award.

She's off the ambulance five minutes, she's a union rep.

And she's right.

Go heal somebody. It's your last day.

Calm down, Frank. Go on!

Thought she'd never leave. What about her farewell?

I booked Cougar's. What time?

5pm onwards. Just show up.

Hey, where's the card?

It's in my office. MY office?

That's what I said - "my office".

All Saints Emergency.

Alright, how many?

Alright. Thank you.

Hot-air balloon accident, one dead, three incoming.

Get onto the bed manager - we need to free up beds.

Maybe sub-acute can bump someone to the waiting room.

And move the eye patient from cubicle 5 to ambulatory care.

Done.

This is Sally Geyer, 50-something,

fell from unknown height in balloon accident,

sustained closed head injury, probable pneumothorax,

abdominal injuries.

Okay, on three -

one, two, three.

Probably open-book pelvic fracture,

bradycardic episode on arrival and arrested,

asystole...

Set up with 16-gauge cannulas in situ, given 10mg IV en route.

Keeps asking about his wife Sally.

Name? David Geyer.

One, two, three.

David, I'm Dr Beaumont, one of the emergency doctors.

You have a laceration to your head that needs suturing

so we'll give you a local and you won't feel anything.

Can I have lignocaine 1% and a 6.0 suture?

Coming up.

Sally. Sally, Sally!

She's in VF. Defib.

Nice of you to join us, Von.

Lignocaine, 1mg per kilo - say 60.

I'll charge to 200.

Charging to 200.

BLEEPS Clear.

Still in VF. Again at 200.

Clear.

VF. Where's that Lignocaine?

VON: It's right here. I'll try 360.

David, can you feel that?

My wife!

She's in good hands, David.

What about that?

It hurts.

Sorry. Feel any pain here?

No.

Here?

(groans)

Bruising and tenderness to right upper quadrant. Liver edge palpable.

1% lignocaine, 6.0 suture.

Clear!

NELSON: Still in VF. And again at 360.

Come on, honey.

Clear!

Looks like your liver is damaged.

My wife! Sally!

It's okay. She is in good hands.

It's okay, it's okay. We're looking after her.

BP is 110/70. Resps are 16.

(stuttering) Where's my daughter? They brought my daughter in.

David, listen to me.

Your vital signs are stable. That's a good thing, alright?

We'll organise a CT scan to see what's going on.

Can you get onto the ortho registrar?

Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack.

(hysterical) I need to speak to my wife, my family.

Mate, hang on, hang on.

I'll make the call.

Thanks, Jess.

(stammers and cries)

Okay. Okay.

Pupils fixed and dilated.

CONTINUOUS BEEP

She's gone.

Time of death - 9.45.

I'll get onto the coroner.

Do you remember her name?

Sally. Sally Geyer.

I promised her husband she'd be okay.

Hey, Sash, reports need doing.

Sash...

I told him she'd be okay.

I promised.

WOMAN: Is Mum okay? Don't touch it.

I have to check you've got circulation in your foot.

I have to check your pulse.

Equal air entry.

BP is 117/69 and resps 18.

Where's David?

He's okay, darling.

I'm sorry, Ruth. This is going to hurt, alright?

(gasps in pain)

It's okay, I've finished.

Alright. FBC, UEC, group and hold coags.

She'll need a C-spine series, right and left tib and fib.

Ruth, it looks like you've got bad fractures

to your arm and both your legs.

They need to be reduced in theatre.

I'll put a back slab on and give you pain relief.

Von, can we do hourly neurovascular obs

and start her on 1 litre of normal saline with 5mg of IV morphine.

Okay. Nil by mouth.

And start her on IV antibiotics, 1gr of IV cefazolin six-hourly.

Roger.

Is he here? David?

Your dad's having a CAT scan.

Not my dad, my brother.

Where's my brother? He was with us. Where is he?

Your brother?

Try St Angela's.

He's probably been taken to another hospital, Ruth.

He went for help. That means he's alright, doesn't it?

Doesn't it?!

Put this back on, okay?

Here you go. Just relax.

David Geyer.

No, we've got that one. There's another one, a son.

Why can't people give kids their own names?

Okay. Thank you.

St Angela's has been on code red all morning,

so ambo operations said all casualties were brought here.

She said he went for help so he must have got clear of the crash site.

Ambos are on their way now.

If he's there, they'll find him.

SASHA: David!

STUART: Hey, Sash, slow down.

Talk to me. What's going on? Nothing.

Come on. I know... I just want to find him, that's all.

I know. So do I.

David! Just wait. Wait.

Sash, you can't save everyone.

Yeah, I know that.

In this bush, you can walk past and not see him.

I know.

And we don't even know if he's out here at all, okay? So...

There! David! Wait!

CONSTABLE SAUNDERS: Don't run. (screams)

You alright? Have you got her?

Come on. Get up.

I better call backup.

STUART: Alright. David, can you hear me?

David, if you can hear me, squeeze my hand.

He said he needed to get help.

I tried to tell him to stay where he was, but he wouldn't listen.

(shudders)

It's okay, Ruth. The morphine is on its way.

Did Nelson get onto the ortho reg? He didn't say.

Right.

I'll go chase him up, alright?

Have they found my brother?

Not yet.

The police and the ambulance officers are out there searching.

What about Mum and Dad? They're alright, aren't they?

Your dad's having an X-ray, but he's stable.

And Mum?

Hasn't the doctor spoken to you yet?

No, they haven't told me anything.

Well, your mum was in a bad way

and she had a heart attack in the ambulance

and they were unable to resuscitate her.

I'm sorry.

She's dead?

Yeah. I'm sorry.

I thought I could help them. I thought...

I was so bloody stupid.

We need to get social work down here.

Ruth's blaming herself for the accident.

That'd be right.

Is that all you have to say?

Her mother's dead, her brother may be,

and she's blaming herself for being alive.

Is that the general picture? Something like that.

See that? That's one of Ruth's X-rays.

She's got a fractured tibial shaft, tibial plateau -

in other words, she's got two broken legs after a fall like that.

You know why?

Why? Because her feet took the impact.

If they hadn't, she'd either be dead or a quadriplegic.

Are you telling me she's lucky? Damn right.

I'm sure she'll look forward to hearing that, Frank.

Don't start a crusade. Let the social worker do the job she's paid for.

You'll hurry that through? I'll try.

You can do better than that!

No, I can't. Just finish your shift.

There's a whole big world out there just waiting for you.

So please, no more crusades, eh? Just finish your shift.

Don't tell me - you want me to go easy because it's her last day.

(scoffs) Terri can take a lot more than you can dish out.

Really?

Listen, just between ourselves, admit it - you're going to miss her.

When someone earns your respect and your trust,

it's hard to let go, isn't it?

His respiratory effort's minimal.

BP is 90/60, pulse 130.

Right. He's in shock. I'll cannulate.

Okay. Hold on.

Quickly, Sash.

CONSTABLE SAUNDERS: Yes, ambulance in attendance.

Go. Okay.

National parks people reported to you guys an hour ago.

SATS are dropping - 90.

88.

Keep at it, Sash.

86.

Come on. Work with me here.

85 and dropping.

Oh, God, his airway's full of blood. You're going to have to intubate.

Okay. You'll have to suction.

Get me a size 8 ET tube.

Yes, we will need a chopper for transfer, that's right.

Okay?

SUCTION

It's not going in. There's too much swelling.

Well, keep trying.

Nup. No way this is going in. I have to use the nasopharyngeal airway.

What if he's got a base-of-skull fracture?

We don't have a choice, Sash.

(grunts) Okay. It's in.

Oh! SATS are improving.

88.

89. His colour's improving.

90 and rising.

Can you raise your leg a little higher for me, Ruth?

Are you still in pain?

It's okay.

I can get more morphine.

I said it's okay. Ruth...

I can handle it.

Ruth, refusing pain medication is not going to help.

My brother's out there in the bush, God knows where.

I don't need painkillers. I need to know he's okay.

The minute we know anything, we'll tell you.

Dad! Is he alright?

I need you to keep still for me, please.

Just lie down for me. Lie down.

Hello, Ruth. I'm Dr Campion.

My dad...?

He'll be okay.

He's torn his liver, but it's slight, so it should repair.

Can I see him?

No, I want my people to fix you up first.

Does he know about my mum?

No, he doesn't.

But we'll talk to him when he's more stable.

Sorry.

Ruth, let me get you some pain relief.

I said no.

STUART: How's he doing?

BP's 160/60, pulse 120.

He should be better than that. How about his SATS?

85. He was 95 a minute ago.

Okay, take this. Quick, Sash.

Where's the bloody chopper?

It's on its way, mate.

83 and dropping.

78.

There's no air entry either side. The tube must be blocked.

73 and dropping.

What about the swelling?

Get me a size 6 tube.

Okay. Good, good.

It's not going.

I can see the cords.

You're not helping. Give it to me. I can do it.

I'm in. Great.

Pull the tube back a bit. You're down the right bronchus.

Just slow down. It's too much pressure for a small tube.

SATS are improving - 88.

89.

Holding at 90... 93.

There we go.

That should make you more comfortable.

Now, I'll try and get you into surgery sometime this afternoon.

The surgeon will talk to you soon, alright?

Leave it.

It's my job, for a few more hours at least. This is my last shift.

How come?

I've got a little girl to look after.

My mum stayed at home and took care of me and David when we were kids.

She said Dad wanted to do it -

do the whole 'Mr Mum' thing - but she wouldn't have it.

Where's your little girl's father?

He died.

What happened? BEEPING

What is it?

BP70 systolic, heart rate's 130.

It's alright. We're taking care of him.

No, please!

Von, abdomen's rigid and distended.

He's ruptured his liver. Let's get him straight to theatre.

You said he'd be okay.

You said he'd be okay. Ruth, you need to calm down.

Go to hell.

CHOPPER BLADES WHIRR

NELSON: Okay. Thank you.

The chopper's incoming with David Geyer.

Oh, right. How is he?

Not good. Head injuries.

I better tell his sister. (Sighs)

Sure? Oh, yeah.

Apparently she's my last crusade - something Frank said

about me wanting to go out with all my guns blazing or something.

I wonder why he said that.

Well, thanks for your support.

You know there's never any question of that.

Yeah, I know.

And don't listen to Frank.

You two going to play nice when I'm gone?

I will be on my best behaviour

and if Frank steps out of line, I'll sic Von on to him.

(laughs) That's a good idea.

She's lucky to have you, you know.

Eh?

Lucy. Lucy is lucky to have you.

Promise me you'll be happy.

I'll try.

CHOPPER BLADES WHIRR

RUTH: He's alright?

The rescue helicopter is bringing him in now so...

You know who booked that balloon flight?

I did.

For my parents' 30th wedding anniversary.

Thought it would be romantic.

That was a lovely thing to do.

Was it?

My parents hated each other.

Pretty funny, hey?

You know what's even funnier? I knew they did.

I've known it for years.

Why did I book that flight?

You had no way of knowing it would turn out like this.

I should have known. Don't do this to yourself, Ruth.

Mum and Dad were fighting in the car on the way there.

They were fighting when we took off.

They even set me and David off, and we were all fighting.

We only stopped when we knew we were going to die.

GCS 5, pulse 95/55. He's tachycardic.

2 litres of Hartmann's given at the scene.

Rightio.

Are we ready? On three - one, two, three.

Ruth's brother? Yeah.

David?

Hey, can you hear me?

Nonresponsive.

He's got a tracheal deviation to the left - probable haemopneumothorax.

We need urgent X-rays. His lungs are full of blood.

SATS are 86.

Ah!

Jess, suction. Keep it going.

What bloody moron did this intubation?

There's one too many people in here. Get out.

Sash. SATS 84.

I want urgent bloods crossmatched, group and hold, urgent blood gases.

SATS are 83, Frank.

Where's his father? Who?

David Geyer's father. Where is he? He's in theatre.

Okay. Well, I'll tell his sister.

Tell her what, Sash?

That I screwed up.

Hey, hey. No, you won't.

What are you doing?

One ambo to another, tell me.

Come on. I'm Ruth Geyer. Tell me the truth.

I didn't do my job.

Why?

I hadn't been in a situation like that before.

Oh, that's an excuse.

Not a crash like that. We split up. There were five people.

Aren't you trained for those things?

Yeah, we are, but...

What?

Nothing. You're right. We are trained.

So why didn't you do your job?

I don't know. I do.

You panicked.

Yes.

My mother's dead.

Yes.

So I can blame you? No.

You're responsible. I'm not. I'm not responsible.

What about my brother? You're responsible for him?

No. You found him. You treated him.

Yes.

So if he dies, I can blame you. No.

I need to blame someone.

He was barely breathing. We stuck a tube down and it blocked.

You put another tube down? Yes.

But his airway was full of blood. Yes.

You used too much pressure bagging him.

Yes.

The tube went too far, you only ventilated one lung,

and gave him a tension pneumothorax. Yes.

Why can't I blame you?

Because if I hadn't done it, he'd be dead!

Want to buy me a coffee?

Yeah.

NELSON: Yep. Alright. Good. Thank you.

Alright. David Geyer Senior's in recovery. Theatre went well.

Good.

Does he know about his wife yet?

Uh, no, not yet.

He was a mess at the accident site, kept asking if she was alright.

Sash, can you do me a favour? Sure.

What did you say to her?

Just some secret ambo business.

Ruth, this is Sasha. She's an ambulance officer.

You met her this morning.

Hi.

Your dad's out of theatre. He's going to be okay.

Are you the one that found my brother?

Me and my partner, yeah.

How is he?

He's in theatre, so fingers crossed.

CURTAIN SWISHES

I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry about your mum.

We did our best for her.

I promised your dad that she'd be okay.

Can you tell him I'm sorry?

You promised my dad?

I was trying to help him and he wouldn't let me,

he kept on asking about his wife.

Really?

He was asking about her?

Yeah.

He must have loved her very much.

Thank you.

Aha! Now there's something you won't miss.

Yeah, got that right.

How are you feeling?

Pretty strange, to tell you the truth.

You sure you're doing the right thing?

Absolutely.

I got a book on single parenting, did I tell you?

Does it help?

Not a bit.

I don't have a clue what I'm doing. I make it up half the time.

You know you're going to be terrific.

I'm very happy for you.

Thanks.

I'm going to miss you, you know.

Me too.

Anyone else?

I think that's it.

No, no, one more.

He'll need a few follow-up operations.

Signed Terri's card?

Here.

How'd it go?

Good.

He's got a face full of plates and screws, but he'll be okay.

Has anyone told the ambos?

Who?

The ambulance officers, you know?

What for?

They found him, brought him in.

Oh, God help us.

Is this what it'll be like with you here - we have to mollycoddle ambos?

Hey, hey, hey. Why don't you try it for a day!

You pick them up, bring them in, doctors tell you diddly-squat.

One day! See how you like it. Do I get a 10-hour break?

I better go and do it, hadn't I?

Okay. All done.

Cheers. Thank you.

Excellent.

What did he write?

He's a doctor.

It could be a prescription, I don't know.

Terri...

..any news on David?

He should be out of theatre soon.

My leg's throbbing.

Can I have those painkillers now?

Sure.

Figured I better get my act together before I see Dad.

Okay.

Hey, Jack, have you seen Sullivan?

She took Ruth Geyer up to see her dad.

He's out of theatre so I think she'll be back soon.

You've been tail-up and head-down all day. What's going on?

Busy.

Busy, are you? Mm-hm.

It's been flat out here, Frank, in case you haven't noticed.

Funnily enough, I have noticed that, Jack.

I've also noticed you avoiding Terri for most of the shift.

Haven't been avoiding, you know.

No, I don't know.

What am I supposed to say to her?

You could try,

"Good luck. I'm happy for you. May the wind be at your back."

Well... I am happy for her.

But?

Just when you got things sorted out, she's buggering off. Am I right?

Nothing gets past you, Frank.

Jack, it's up to you,

but if it were me,

I wouldn't pass up the chance to say my piece to her before she goes.

Thanks, Frank.

Come on. Stop moping. Life is short.

He's ruptured a liver capsule, so he's lost a lot of blood.

They've packed his abdomen to stop the bleeding.

He'll have a second operation to remove those packs, okay?

I don't know what to say to him, Terri...

..about Mum.

It hasn't even sunk in for me yet - what's happened.

I can tell him, if you like.

I'd like to tell him.

I need to face this.

You right?

Let's go.

He's going to be weak,

but Dr Hughes doesn't think there's going to be any more problems, okay?

Dad?

How goes it?

Walk with me, Sullivan.

I thought I said no emotional rescue jobs.

No, you said no last crusades.

You always have to have the last word, don't you?

No.

Frank, my shift's over.

By golly, it is.

Do you remember the first time we met?

You came to visit me when I was in hospital.

I do indeed.

And we had an argument about the people here.

Yes. I said they weren't your staff.

Yeah. Yeah, you made that quite clear.

I like you, Frank. I've enjoyed working with you.

Don't expect me to say anything nice to you.

Of course not. Why start now?

I've got a present for you.

Goody. Close your eyes.

Open your eyes.

Bloody hell! You put Curtis on top.

Don't you like it? No, I don't bloody like it.

If they weren't your staff, they're certainly not his.

If you've got a problem with it, take it up with him.

You think you've had the last word again, don't you?

Bye, Frank.

Sayonara, Sullivan.

(all sing) ♪ For she's a jolly good fellow

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow

♪ For she's a jolly good fellow

♪ And so say all of us ♪

Hip hip! Hooray.

Hip hip! Hooray!

(Again) Hip hip! Hooray!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Please.

(all applaud and cheer)

Keep it to a dull roar, will you?

I don't want to spook the punters.

Um... listen, Sullivan, I'll keep this short and sweet.

I trust you.

That's the highest praise I can give you.

I trust you...

..and I respect you.

So do we all, don't we?

Okay, shut up.

On that note, here's your card.

There will be a farewell bash at Cougar's tonight,

so bugger off and have a nice life.

(all laugh)

(all applaud and cheer)

Thanks, Frank.

Thanks, everyone.

I can't really believe I'm going.

You look after them.

And everyone do exactly what this man says,

because he really knows what he's talking about.

(clears throat) Okay, well, look, I'll see everyone tonight.

So I'll see you then.

Okay, thanks.

Get me out of here.

FRANK: Alright, everyone, back to work.

I can't make it to Cougar's because I don't have a baby-sitter.

If you want to go, I'll look after Lucy.

No. No.

You've got the keys to the house,

you've got the address where to forward the mail.

Yes, yes.

And Jack didn't say goodbye. He didn't know how.

I guess I know how he feels.

I'm not crash hot on goodbyes, either.

I don't know how long I'll be away for.

Well, you can always find me.

We've been friends for quite a bit, haven't we?

Yeah, we have.

Okay. Get out of here.

Your little girl's waiting.

DOOR BUZZES

Terri!

Hey!

Hi, pumpkin.

How are you? Give me a hug.

How did you go?

I was so brave. Were you? Yeah, I think I was.

They gave me a card. Wow!

Oh, Lucy, that's so pretty.

Hey, what do you feel like doing this afternoon?

Can I have an ice-cream? Yeah, that sounds good.

Do you know what I feel like? What?

I feel like racing you to the end of the street.

Okay!

Okay? One, two, three, go!

JESS: Anyone need a lift? Thanks.

I'm going to go home. I'll see you there.

Anyone else? I'm right.

See you.

FOREBODING MUSIC

ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

Great party, Jess.

Yeah. There's something missing. Have you not noticed?

Come on! She was never going to come. Your life's not your own with a kid.

You could have mentioned that earlier.

Yeah, preferably before I made the booking.

For God's sake, she's not dead. She's exactly where she wants to be.

So just try and be happy for her, please.

What's up her bum?

And hers?

You truly are amazing, you know that?

What?

Scottish guys are great. Says who?

Says me. It's the accent. Gets me every time.

She's got a Billy Connolly DVD.

What's so funny? She does.

You're a bit quiet tonight.

Is everything alright?

Yeah.

Really?

(sighs)

Just, uh...

..missing an old friend, that's all.

Not sure when I'll see her again.

Should I be jealous of this friend?

Absolutely.

Well, too bad. I'm not.

Why not?

Because I'm here with you and she's not.

What do you have to offer?

Well, I'm fully aware that you're a hopeless case, but I still like you.

Hey, what's going on with Nelson and your niece?

They're looking a little cosy.

Hi, it's me... Jack.

I just wanted to say sorry about today,

and, um...

..you know, I hope good things happen for you and Lucy.

I'm not going to forget you, Terri.

You've earned yourself a drink, Jacky boy.

Thanks, but I'll pass.

I have no intentions of drowning my sorrows whatsoever.

Anyone need a lift? Me.

No, no. Come on. Giddy-up.

Somebody, please, tell me they're driving this woman home.

Yes, I am. Come on, Cate.

Okay. Here's your stuff.

You're no fun at all. I've been told that before, thanks.

See you. Alright.

See you, guys.

JACK: Okay, ladies. Goodnight.

Dr Quaid, the pleasure's all yours.

Where are you parked?

Just up there.

ENGINE STALLS

Ah-ha-ha! Flat battery.

Oh, poor Vincent.

He told me he had it serviced last week.

Okay, pop the bonnet.

So we had it serviced last week, did we?

Yes, I did. The guy was Scottish.

This is fine. I've got jumper leads in my car.

Me too.

SIRENS WAIL

That's my car.