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Previously on All Saints.

Have I got a treat for you.

You should've called me before you just handed them over.

Frank, Bev Chandler just called in a bomb threat.

Marvellous.

You think she's serious? She blew up a car.

Big difference between blowing up a car

and trying to demolish a hospital.

Listen, Curtis, just get out of there.

I don't want to tell your girlfriend you're splattered all over the wall.

Oh, thank God! Nelson! Hey, hey!

Oh, it's Vincent. He wants to meet me for a drink.

She got your message. She's gone to meet you for a drink.

I didn't send her any message.

NELSON: Don't forget, we need the Iso Room completely scrubbed down.

JESS: Yeah, I know.

Nelson, have you got an update on the SARS patient?

He's stable. Infectious diseases at St Angela's are handling the alerts.

JACK: Good.

I think someone's waiting. Go home.

Are we going now?

I have a ton of work. You go and I'll be there as soon as I can.

No, no. It's okay. I'll wait.

We can't list her as missing yet - she's only been MIA a few hours.

But I didn't arrange to meet her.

It wouldn't be the first time messages got mixed up, Dr Hughes.

You're being paranoid.

We're investigating the bomb threat

so we're investigating Beth Chandler.

The best thing you can do is go home. Leave it with us.

And don't call us, we'll call you.

There's no evidence Beth left that message for her.

Who else would it be?

First she calls in a bomb threat, it turns out to be a hoax,

then Cate goes missing.

That's a coincidence, don't you think?

You need to go home and get some rest.

What have we got?

Sam Carswell, 33 years old, arm crushed in a sausage mincer.

Lacerated radial artery and crush injury to lower right arm.

Traumatic amputation of thumb and index finger,

partial amputation of third and fourth fingers.

Got the fingers? Yeah, sure did.

How long's the tourniquet been on? About 12 minutes now.

PHONE BEEPS

On three - one, two... Jess, Jess. I think we got it wrong.

Cate's not meeting me - I'm supposed to meet her.

I've got to catch De Santo before he goes.

Jessica, I need you and Nelson here. Yep.

JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS ON STEREO

♪ I make my debut ♪

Hello?

Cate, you here?

Hello?

Cate?

MENACING MUSIC

Hello, sweetheart.

Jesus.

THEME MUSIC

Cephalothin IV, 2gm, Von.

We're sending off bloods now.

Okay. Thank you.

Theatre's ready when we are.

Sam, can you hear me?

We're going to send you to the operating theatre

so the chances are we're going to save those fingers.

Just hang in there, buddy. I'll go with him.

You're not on duty, mate. I'll do it.

You guys ready?

Alright. Let's go.

What happened?

You're not supposed to be here.

Hello?

It's me. How's Kathleen?

Oh, really?

Well, that's good, isn't it?

I can pick her up in about 20 minutes, alright?

Alison, is that a good idea?

She's never woken up at your place before.

No, fine. Okay.

But if she gets scared or anything, just...

I'll see you tomorrow morning.

Kathleen's never spent a whole night away from home before.

She's only a phone call away.

Hmm.

It's not polite to ignore your date in favour of another woman, Vincent.

Didn't your mother teach you any manners?

Better.

Now, I know how much you love lamb, so...

What have you done to her?

..so eat it before it gets cold.

What have you done to her?

You see, this is the problem with our relationship.

I'm making all the effort,

but no matter how hard I try you don't seem to appreciate it.

We don't have a relationship.

Eat... your... dinner.

I knew it. I knew she was the problem.

What are you talking about?

I'm not stupid. I see how you look at her, how she looks at you.

What the hell are you talking about?

That's okay.

We'll, um...

We'll fix it.

We'll sort it out.

Yes, we can.

Listen, Beth... You should, ah, eat.

You've had a big day.

It's okay. It's not poisoned.

I'd never hurt you.

I love you too much.

She means nothing to me, Beth. You've got to understand that.

Not a thing.

Then what are you doing here?

Sorry about that.

Let's go home.

Look, I can't, Kerry. I have to work.

But you take my keys, my car and...

I don't want to go home on my own.

I was scared to death today, you know that?

Yeah, me too.

But I really do need to finish up here.

Why are you still here?

Admin want an incident report on the bomb threat first thing so...

You're a moron, Curtis.

If I had a beautiful woman waiting, I'd be out like a shot.

You've got a daughter.

Not tonight I don't.

I don't know what's going on, but you won't sort it out

by sitting on your arse here all night.

So grab the girl, give her a cuddle, take her up to the lighthouse

or do whatever you do after a mongrel of a day.

And stop cluttering up my office.

It's our office, Frank.

I cannot wait to get out of here.

Still up for that drink, Goldman? Hell, yeah.

I hate this place on full moons.

You don't believe that crap, do you? I don't know a nurse who doesn't.

Oh, please.

I suppose you read your stars in the morning and stuff?

Let's see.

"A friend will doubt your wisdom,

"but don't despair, because the first round's on him."

Daniel, there's no way the moon cycle can affect people's behaviour.

You know that.

That second round might be on you, too, mate.

Beth, I need you to listen to me. Will you do that?

Of course.

We have to get Cate to a hospital.

So let's call an ambulance and get her out of here,

then you and I can talk.

All night, if you want to.

I promise. Just you and me. (Cate groans)

(gasps for air)

Sit down, Vincent.

So you're awake now, are you? (grunts)

Come on, Beth. She's choking. Take the gag off.

When are you going to stop this? Stop what?

When are you going to stop these games you're playing?

When are you going to admit the truth?

What truth would that be?

That you're in love with me,

that you've been in love with me from the moment we met.

Are you scared of being hurt again? This is ridiculous. Just call the...

No!

I didn't mean to hurt you, Beth. You've got to believe that.

I do.

You're a good man.

You're just...

..you're just confused, that's all.

But that's okay.

We'll unconfuse you.

Now, would you mind getting the dessert from the fridge, please?

I don't want any dessert.

Not everything in the universe

revolves around what you want, Vincent.

Just get the dessert.

I made it specially.

And I can't leave my friend here.

She's not well.

(groans)

Apparent complete airway obstruction initially, gasping and cyanosis.

How's your breathing now, Melissa?

Hop over here for me, will you?

That's it. Here we go.

Heimlich manoeuvre attempted by the boyfriend.

Took a couple of goes, so he says.

Oxygen at 15 litres via non-rebreather, saturating at 95%.

CHARLOTTE: Decreased air entry right side, unilateral wheeze.

Are there any other medical things we need to know about?

Epilepsy or asthma? (groans)

Guarding and tenderness upper left quadrant.

I'll get a cannula in and do full bloods.

Do the lot, will you?

It hurts to breathe.

It's possible you breathed in some of the strawberry

and that's why you're still feeling wheezy.

X-rays?

Abdo CT.

Might as well get a spiral chest CT, too -

find out where this little bugger is.

Is she okay?

JESS: Melissa, your boyfriend's here.

Dominic?

God, Dom. You nearly killed me, you silly sod.

Sorry. I can't believe I did that. Can you tell us what happened?

I was being romantic.

I fed her a strawberry and she just started choking.

She'll be okay, won't she?

That Heimlich manoeuvre thing -

it's not as easy as it looks in the movies.

Dominic, I'll show you where you can wait. Come on.

She's very attractive, isn't she?

She thinks you're attractive, too.

Stop it. She does.

One text message and she came running.

What does that tell you?

That she's my friend. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

She doesn't love you the way I do.

Can't you understand that?

You don't know what love is.

And you do?

One marriage failed...

..a second wife who threw herself on a landmine to get away from you.

Oh, I know it all, Captain Vincent Hughes.

Army serial number 2811251.

(Cate groans)

Cate...

..what does that tell you?

With that track record, does he have any right to be choosy?

That's enough!

Maybe if she wasn't so attractive, you'd lose interest.

I could have her throat cut before you took another step.

No! No, don't!

Make a choice, Vincent.

Me or her?

Where's Dom? He's around here somewhere.

Thank you - the mask goes back on. It's helping you breathe.

Not much.

BP's stable. Is radiology ready yet?

Yeah, as soon as we are.

Fellas? Good.

Melissa, we're sending you for a couple of scans.

Oxygen at 15 litres.

Watch her BP and pulse. Shall do.

Okay. Ready to move?

Where's the idiot boyfriend?

He's still in the Quiet Room explaining himself.

Gee, I wonder why.

He thought she was dying. He did his best.

If he'd slapped her on the back, the strawberry would be out

and she wouldn't have internal injuries.

How long is it since you've been in love with someone, Frank?

Where exactly is the pain?

This is so embarrassing.

Look, Mrs McCaine... Lady Tara, please.

You see, we really do need to know where the pain is

so that we have any hope of treating it.

It was the full moon ritual, you see,

and we were invited to jump the cauldron...

..to symbolise launching ourselves into a new direction, a new path.

Superficial burns to the pubic area.

Looks like partial thickness to the upper thigh.

I leapt into the air,

and before I knew it the map of Tassie was on fire, and...

..and the high priest was beating the flames out with his cape.

Saline-soaked combines?

Please.

The cauldron was on its side

and people were yelling that the tent could go up in flames.

Do you have any allergies, Mrs Tara?

Lady Tara.

Lady Tara.

(stifles a laugh) Let's start Lady Tara

on Panadeine Forte for the pain.

Right.

Oh, dear, she's very busy.

(clears throat)

Sorry.

Don't, you know. You want a drink, have one.

If I had my way, I'd have one myself.

What happened today, Nelson?

What do you mean?

Why the hell did you volunteer to stay in there?

What were you trying to prove?

Someone had to stay and I'm the Nursing Unit Manager.

So it had to be you? It had to be someone.

I'm not going to ask another staff member to stay in there while I'm...

Hey, hey, hey.

What's going on?

I wanted to ask you the same thing.

I just thought maybe you would have given us a thought

before you put yourself in the firing line.

I know that sounds selfish...

I'm sorry. I'm...

I'm just not used to having an "us" to think about.

I'm going to bed.

Wait a minute. Wait...

I don't know what's worse, Nelson -

being terrified I was going to lose you

or realising you didn't care.

It wasn't like that.

Kerry!

DOOR SLAMS

Is she alright?

They've taken her to Radiology.

Is there anything I can get you?

A lethal injection would be good - something to put me out of my misery.

Melissa's alive because of you, Dominic.

You'd be surprised at how many people panic when someone chokes.

Oh, I panicked. Trust me.

But you got the strawberry out.

It was my fault it was there in the first place.

I was showing off, trying to set the mood.

Make it all special.

What for?

Oh, it's lovely. Thanks.

I'm supposed to be down on one knee now asking Mel to marry me.

Really?

I wanted tonight to be perfect, you know.

Christmas in July, fancy dinner.

I had it all planned.

Where did you guys meet?

At a pub trivia night. (chuckles)

I caught her trying to copy my answers.

She was so beautiful, I just had to let her.

Turns out the answers were wrong anyway but she forgave me.

Dominic, why don't you come with me

and let the doctor explain exactly what's going on with Melissa?

Do I want to know? Come on.

It seems she's breathed part of the strawberry into a lung.

That's not good, is it? No.

We have to find it and remove it.

How do you remove it? In an operating theatre.

Surgery? Yes.

It also appears she may have damaged her spleen.

It just gets better and better, doesn't it?

That will mean more surgery, right? Yes, indeed.

So we need to have her reviewed by an ear, nose and throat specialist.

I can't tell you more until we get her tests back.

(dryly) Great.

You'll see her when she's back from Radiology.

ED, Jess speaking.

Which is right now.

Uh... yeah. Hang on, I'll just find her.

Mel, are you okay? I didn't mean to hurt you, I promise.

I thought I was doing the right thing.

Could you wait outside just for a minute,

and I'll get her settled, thanks.

Dominic?

She doesn't want me be in there.

Charlotte Beaumont.

Hey, wait.

What?!

Oh, God.

Thank you.

Found the little rascal. Look.

Charlotte, what is it?

That was Detective De Santo.

They went back to Beth's place with a search warrant

and my dogs were there.

She slit their throats.

Oh, my God.

And Beth?

Charlotte?

It's not that difficult, Vincent.

Just look into your heart and tell me what you see.

I don't know what you want from me.

I want what we had.

I want you to look at me like you did New Year's Eve.

I was trying to pick you up.

No. It was more than that.

No, it wasn't.

You were on your own and I...

You could have been any woman in the place.

But I remember the things you said to me.

I'd been turned down twice at that bar before I even saw you.

No, no, no. People are confusing you.

They are.

Just...

People like her.

No, I'm not confused. I can fix that. I know how.

No, Beth. You don't need to fix anything.

If she's gone, we won't have a problem.

You don't understand.

It won't make any difference. She's not the problem...

If... ..because I am the problem.

If this is the only way I can show you we are meant to be together...

No, no, no. That's not the only way - you're right.

Okay?

I needed to be with someone that night

because I couldn't stand the thought of starting a new year on my own.

And then I...

And then you saw me.

And then I saw you.

I was trying to convince myself

that this year would be better than last year.

I'm doing real well on that score, aren't I?

I've been here. All you had to do was say the word.

I know.

I know.

And all that stuff you said about not wanting to have a relationship?

That's what I believed at the time.

But I...

I now know that I was wrong.

I forgive you.

I told you I love you.

Now we can be together, just the two of us, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, we can.

Just the two of us.

You're not just saying what I want to hear, are you?

You're not lying to me?

You... you... you bastard!

(roars) Argh!

You lied to me!

Why did you lie to me?

(screams) Get away from her!

(screams)

(screams) Ahh!

Cate, get out of here!

Call the cops for me, please!

Come with me. No, no!

Just do it!

Vincent, I mean it. No, it's over! It ends tonight.

I believed you. I believed everything you said to me.

We could have been happy.

We could have been together forever.

(screams) I just want you to die!

Get me the police!

I love you.

I need you to come to 149... It's over, Beth! Now!

(screams)

Not much blood.

It could be pooling into the chest cavity.

Are you two okay? She's tachycardic, pulse 112.

Take it easy. We've got it from here.

So this is Beth, right?

Decreased breath sounds on the left side.

Decreased chest expansion.

Let's roll and make sure nothing else is going on.

Can you prime fluids for me while I cannulate?

Hello? Detective De Santo. We're out here.

Push those fluids through. We've got to get her BP up.

Bloody hell.

Cate, right?

(Vincent vomits)

It's over, Vincent.

I'll take these.

Shouldn't be too much longer before a doctor can see you, okay?

I was starting to think you weren't coming back.

I just needed some fresh air.

How's Mel?

Come through.

She's stable.

The scans were inconclusive so we've ordered another one,

just so we know what's going on with her internally.

There's no way she'll stay here after this.

Her father called on the weekend from London.

He wants her to go back home and start university.

That's why I decided to propose - that way we could be together.

It's not too late, Dom.

No, I can't. Not now.

At least, come and see her. She's been asking...

No, it's okay, really.

Is it okay if I go and wait in that Quiet Room,

just until I know she's going to be alright?

Of course.

Base, this is car 978.

We're heading to All Saints with a penetrating chest trauma.

She's hardly moving any air at all.

Her BP's dropping.

SATS are at 91%.

Dullness on percussion.

Vincent, we've got this, mate.

It's alright, mate. Come on.

We've got her. You just worry about yourself.

No tracheal deviation, no venous distension. Sit her up!

Her BP's through the floor. Just do it!

She's got a massive haemothorax, may have nicked an artery.

Pump those fluids through.

I'm going to travel with you guys, okay?

Someone needs to get Cate to hospital. Look after her, please.

I'll take her.

Give me a large bore cannula, prep another line.

Get it ready. We'll do it en route.

I'm going to need a statement as well, Cate.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. It's alright. I've got you.

Penetrating injury to the chest with a shard of glass.

Probable massive haemothorax, possible cardiac injury.

What the hell happened?

She's hypotensive, 78 systolic, pulse 138 and tachy.

I couldn't intubate without a chest tube.

Just as well you didn't have to. On three - one, two, three.

Full bloods, group and hold, crossmatch and coags.

Get on to cardiothoracic. Get a theatre on stand-by.

She do this to herself?

Someone set up a chest trolley for me, size 34 French.

Got it.

X-ray? No time.

Tracheal deviation to the right.

14-gauge cannula when you get a sec, Jess.

No, we're doing the chest tube now, so... Yeah, okay. Thanks.

The cardiothoracic surgeon is just finishing up bypass surgery.

How long? 10, 15 minutes. I'll get the blood.

What are her SATS?

You worry about the tube. I'll take care of this end.

Cate's on her way.

Beth drugged her or something. I don't know what went on.

Okay, okay. Just take it easy.

(sighs)

I was beginning to think you were going to sit out there all night.

I was trying to work out ways to explain this to you.

And have you?

I've just had to worry about myself for so long.

It wasn't...

..till we were actually in lock down

that I realised I had something to lose.

Well, that's a start.

I just haven't thought about this at all, Kerry - you and me.

It just happened and...

We let it happen because it felt right.

Yeah, it did.

It doesn't anymore.

Do you want me to go?

(sighs)

What are you doing?

I don't need to be told twice, Nelson.

Hang on.

No, if you want me gone, I'm gone.

Will you stop, please?

I've just got some things to sort out, that's all.

And you can't sort them out with me?

No, I can't.

We've drained over 1,800ml from the chest already

and it's still going on,

so probably intercostal or internal mammary artery.

She remains hypotensive at...

82 systolic.

..82 systolic.

She's on her third unit of blood, the FAST was negative.

Thank you. We're travelling now.

Guys, let's go. Where do you think you're going?

I'm going to assist. Don't be bloody stupid.

Leave it, Charlotte.

You're not even qualified for this procedure, Vincent.

Charlotte, Cate's here. Tell her I'll be with her in a second?

Go on.

You sure you want to do this?

Just look after Cate.

The spleen is definitely bruised

but the good news is no surgery's required for that.

Really? The other doctor said...

It maybe possible, yeah.

The bleeding was restricted to a really small area

and it seems to have stopped,

so we'll admit you for a few days to keep an eye on it, but...

Here it comes!

..that strawberry will have to be removed.

It's a fairly simple procedure

and the ear, throat and nose team will take care of that, okay?

Can I ask you something?

Sure. How did this happen?

I mean, I choked on a strawberry. How did my spleen get bruised?

The Heimlich manoeuvre is really hard to get right.

I know doctors who won't even attempt it.

So instead we advise short, sharp blows between the shoulder blades.

It's just as effective but it's much easier to perform correctly.

And if Dominic hadn't done anything..

..I could have died, yeah?

If your airway was fully blocked, yeah.

Guess that makes him a bit of a hero.

I'll get theatre organised for you.

Oh, Jess.

Can you tell Melissa's boyfriend we're getting her ready for theatre?

He thinks she hates him.

She was just saying what a hero he was.

Hey, how's Cate? In there with Frank.

Cate, don't make me get cross with you.

I'm okay.

Whatever she spiked my drink with is passing and that looked normal, so...

My ED, my rules.

Frank.

It's been a while since I wrestled a woman into bed

but trust me, I am willing and more than capable.

Damnation - I was kind of hoping you'd keep arguing.

Now, can I call anyone for you?

Mum's away.

Well, seems like you're stuck with my sparkling company for a while.

The detective said he'd be back tomorrow to take formal statements.

Where's Vincent? Is he alright?

Yep. He's in theatre.

And you let him go?

Maybe this is something he needs to do, Cate, to see it through.

Beth's completely insane. You know that, don't you?

Oh, God.

Whatever gave her the idea there was something going on between us anyway?

Come on. Get some rest.

MAN: Shannon, is the patient fully anaesthetised?

Fine. Let's start.

Monique, are you set and ready to proceed?

MONIQUE: Check. I'll start with a size 20 scalpel.

What do you want?

I asked you where the pain was.

Here.

Dr Hughes.

Kylie, we'll need another packet...

Vincent?

If you really didn't want to see her, you'd be long gone by now.

I guess.

She's on her way to theatre, Dom. It's your last chance.

Go on! Go!

Dom. I thought you'd left.

I almost did.

I'm sorry about before, yeah?

(stutters) I-I-I just got scared.

I can't believe I choked on a strawberry.

How embarrassing is that?

Is everything okay?

Melissa, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?

Dom...

No?

Is that what tonight was about?

The dinner, the champagne?

Dom, we've only known each other four months.

Of course. It's way too soon. Absolutely.

Way too soon. It was just a thought anyway.

But maybe if things keep going the way they are...

Well, maybe...

Maybe it's not a definite-forever no,

just a tonight no.

Provided you don't kill me first. After all, you are my hero.

Plus, I think you're very cute.

I'm sorry.

Are you kidding? That's fantastic.

She doesn't hate me.

And next time I propose, it will be a completely fruit-free zone.

Obs look normal.

How's that pain now?

Much better.

Good, Lady Tara can go once we get her prescription written up

and a follow-up appointment booked for tomorrow.

But I haven't done a proper card reading for you yet.

That's okay. I don't quite believe in that stuff.

You think I'm a bit of a fool, don't you?

No. I've just had a rough night.

I've had a rough decade.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Aside from tonight's little setback,

my new life of spirituality

is the only thing keeping my head above water.

You find what works for you, right?

I guess you do.

You'll have to come back tomorrow to make sure those burns are healing.

I can do that.

Alright, I'll get a prescription for antibiotics written up

and then you're good to go.

How is she?

Laceration of the pericardium as well as the artery.

She arrested on the table but they got her back.

You alright?

Cate, I'm so sorry.

Here. Sit down.

Look, I just...

..I got to get out of here.

Vincent, wait...

Let him go. Let him go.

You didn't see what he had to do, Frank.

ALARM BEEPS

BEEPING STOPS

(sighs)

Beth was in a bad way when she came in.

I have no idea what happened.

Vincent's not talking and Cate's still unwell, so...

Told you, mate - full moon.

I'm going to go see how she is. No, no.

Frank doesn't want anyone to disturb her.

Charlotte...

..is Vincent alright?

You're asking the wrong person.

Want to get your foot out of your mouth, you deron?

Haven't we got any slaves to do that?

Yes, thousands. That's why I'm doing it.

Hmm.

How's Cate?

Looks like there's no residual effect of the drugs.

Lucky girl.

Yeah.

Bit of a bloody mess all round, don't you think?

Yeah.

Go home, Frank.

Oh, I will, I will.

You want coffee? Going to go up to the cafeteria.

Now you're scaring me.

Would you just get out of here, please?

Funny, I don't recall the memo that says you're the boss of me.

There's a copy in the mail, don't worry.

Tell you the truth, I wouldn't know what to do with myself at home.

Probably just rattle around the house.

Right.

What's this thing with Curtis and your niece about?

It's none of my business. Certainly none of yours.

No. Right. No, it's not.

The children are all fine.

Now either you put on a pair of gloves and help me finish this

or get out.

And I'd love that coffee, thanks.

Oh, good. I'll have a white and two while you're there.

BP's still dropping, so make it urgent.

I wouldn't know, mate. I just came on duty.

Domestic, apparently.