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Jamie Stoner, 17 years old, found dazed at the scene of the MVA.

Jess, I know him. I'll do it.

Probable anterior dislocation of the right shoulder.

Multiple glass fragments embedded in the right arm

and 2cm laceration to the forehead.

Well, hello, Jamie. Remember me?

Yeah. Where's Mum? She was in the accident too.

She's behind us. How is she?

Minor accident, no apparent injuries.

She freaked out about it, saying over and over how terrible it was.

Kent Dodds, cyclist versus bus. Possible skull fracture.

Multiple abrasions.

Possible abdominal injuries.

Get Hughes down here.

Charlotte - Acute 2 with Jess.

FRANK: On three. One, two, three.

Karen? It's Dr Beaumont.

Chris, darling, I'm here. Mum?

Let's get this helmet off.

Could you move back, please?

Mum? You've got to save him.

We'll do what we can. Please move back. We need room to work.

NELSON: We'll look after him.

Karen, come with me. Save my husband.

Karen, listen, this isn't your husband.

Don't listen to her. Save him. Save him!

VON: Easy.

Please, save my husband!

My poor darling.

BP's dropping, 100/60. Push the fluid through.

Definite haematoma. Feels boggy underneath.

Probable fractured skull.

Looks like a couple of broken ribs

and compound fracture to the right tib and fib.

I need to be with my husband.

I understand that, but I need to examine you.

I'm alright. There's nothing wrong with me.

FRANK: That's debatable.

Friction burns to his abdomen, likely from the tyres.

Possible abdominal injury.

Rigid and tense. Don't know how he got this far.

Push that blood through. I am.

You're monsters. Why won't you let me be with him?

Mum.

Jamie, let them handle it.

They won't let me in. What are they doing in there?

I just want to hold your dad's hand.

They're taking care of him, alright?

But, you know, you've gotta let them do their job, okay?

Come on, Karen. Let's get you settled into bed?

Looks like Jamie's an expert at playing along with her delusions.

Maybe it's the only way he can keep things calm.

Let's not discount her behaviour is because of a head injury.

I wonder how much progress she made after her last admission.

I thought we got her the help she needed last time.

I've gotta go and see him. Mum, it's not dad in there!

But I saw him.

I think I know my own husband when I see him.

The patient's name is Kent. He's 20. Karen, he is not your husband.

Why are you lying?

Okay, Jamie, let's get this...

Mum, dad and Zoe died a year ago. That's not true.

It is true, Karen. No.

Let Dr Beaumont deal with it.

Come on. I'll take care of her.

That's what you said last time.

I don't like the look of this. I'll track down next of kin.

CATE: Temp's 38.5.

Sats are fluctuating between 96 and 92%.

Resps are 48 per minute. Decreased air entry left side.

Might have fat emboli. Pulmonary embolis.

Either way, we're losing him. Let's get the lead out.

He needs urgent CT chest and VQ scan.

Crank up the flow. Let's hyperoxygenate him.

I'll let Radiology know we're on our way.

So, how long has this been going on?

Ah.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Haven't answered my question.

Dad and Zoe died a year ago tomorrow.

That's a hard time for both of you.

Yeah.

I mean, it will be okay once we get past this anniversary thing.

Did your mother see the counsellor we organised for her?

For a couple of months after she left the Psych ward,

then she said she didn't need to see him anymore...

I couldn't change her mind.

Where were you going this morning when the accident happened?

Nowhere, really. I just needed to get out of the house.

Been stuck in my room studying all week.

Right. The HSC.

Well, with all that studying and looking after your mum,

you've got a lot on your plate, Jamie.

She'll be okay, Von.

In a couple of days, she'll be back to her old self again.

Honestly.

What day it is it, Karen? The month or the year?

You think I'm stupid, don't you? No.

The questions help me

determine whether you've had a head injury, that's all.

Is it okay if I look at your eyes? Sure.

But you're wasting your time.

It's Jamie you should be looking after.

We're looking after him, Karen.

You want to take him away from me.

No, we want both of you to get well again, that's all.

He's all I've got now. You know that, don't you?

We'll observe you for a few hours to see we haven't missed anything.

You can't lock me up again.

It's okay. We're not locking you up.

You can't keep me here!

Chris! Don't! You get your hands off me!

You can't be in here. Come back to bed.

For Christ's sake, Beaumont, keep that woman under control.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Just a bit of pain, that's all.

Where exactly is the pain?

And why didn't you tell someone?

You're so busy and... It doesn't matter.

I'm sorry.

I just thought everyone I pushed in front of would have a go at me.

I'm sure it's nothing. Probably just a bit of indigestion.

Do you get indigestion? Well, no.

But I'm only 29, so it can't be anything serious, right?

Okay, stay here. I'll grab a wheelchair.

Frank, we've got a woman with chest pain.

Do an ECG and the usual bloods. I'll get to you soon.

What next?

Could have something to do with post-traumatic stress disorder.

She lost her husband and daughter in a car accident a year ago.

Today's MVA could have triggered this behaviour.

You think it's some sort of psychotic episode?

Possibly, but I haven't heard back from Psych.

You don't want to sedate her?

Well, I don't want to mask symptoms of a head injury

unless I really have to.

I'll stay here. Why don't you try Psych again?

We also need a blood alcohol level.

At this point, I don't like your chances.

Me either.

Will you help me? Please?

Are you sure this is necessary?

It's a standard procedure for chest pain, Maddy.

Put the mask back on, please.

Alright. Just try and breathe normally.

Tell me what kind of pain it is? Sharp, dull...

It's just tight.

Your blood pressure's a little high. Is that bad?

Might be because you're wound up.

If it's chest pain, this is the place to be.

I'll do an ECG to check on your heart rhythm and take some bloods,

then a doctor will see you.

This won't take too long, will it?

I've gotta pick up my son from school.

We will be as quick as we can.

What's your son's name?

Danny. Ah.

We've got a nurse here called Dan.

I hope your boy's not the handful ours is.

MACHINE BEEPS RAPIDLY

What's happening?

Scan confirmed the fat embolis. Get those rails up.

We'll have to wait until the seizure subsides.

We'll need to stabilise his airway.

Hydrocortisone 10mg with a push over one to two minutes.

Okay, and Albumin 4%?

Yep. Call Pharmacy. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Okay, go, Jack. Vincent, cricoid pressure.

Frank, the woman with chest pain...

Do what I told you to? Yeah, of course.

She's monitored, on O2, I've taken the standard bloods.

Stabilise that tib and fib.

This is her ECG. She's only 29, no previous history.

Give her another ECG in 10 minutes and get the cardiology registrar.

Okay. Tube's in. Go on. Bugger off.

Well, um... she still has pain.

Give her morphine, 2.5mg increments until she's pain-free.

I need that written up. I'll get to it soon.

VINCENT: Equal air entry. Did you get that order?

Yeah, morphine, 2.5mg increments.

Let me know if there's any change.

Well, you have definitely dislocated your shoulder, Jamie.

Yeah, it hurts like hell.

I'll write him up for 1g paracetamol, 16mg codeine orally,

and I'll organise an X-ray

to check you haven't done any other damage.

Mum... Okay, Jess?

Karen's restless. She wanted to walk.

Darling, there's something I have to tell you.

There's been a terrible accident.

I know, Mum. That's why we're here.

Your dad's in there with the doctors.

I don't think your sister made it.

Okay, Jess.

Mum, stop it. I told you, remember?

It's okay to cry. I know...

Listen, listen. That accident happened a year ago.

You and Jamie are here because you had an accident this morning.

It's okay, Jamie. Mum. Get off me.

We'll stick together. Together!

Uh, Mum, you're hurting me!

Probably best not to overwhelm her. I'll sort it out.

I'll be in with Jamie.

Open the doors, please. I'd like to go home.

You can't go, Karen. Jamie's still here, remember?

I hurt him. I hurt my little boy.

You didn't mean to.

Why don't you come with me...

The last thing I'd ever want to do is hurt him.

He knows that, Karen.

Why won't you let me leave?

We still have to run some tests to see if you're okay.

You're not listening.

That's been the problem all along. Nobody ever listens to me!

I'll listen to you, Karen. I will.

Jess?

I'm taking Karen somewhere more quiet so we can have a chat.

Good idea.

Is that okay with you?

Come on.

Is Jamie really alright?

How's the pain now, Jamie? Better, thanks.

We'll take you for those X-rays shortly, okay?

How long do I have to stay here?

We're not sure whether you got knocked out in the accident,

so we'll watch you for a few hours.

Neuro obs have been stable. That's a good sign.

And Mum?

We've taken her to the Psych observation room

where it's a little quieter.

Look, she's better off there, and so are you.

If you'd been through what she has, you'd act weird too.

Jamie, we're not... No, she's just upset.

That's what you told me last time, Von.

She's just sad and she doesn't... She isn't just sad.

They're gonna schedule her again, aren't they?

We don't know that.

The psychiatrist needs to assess her and we will take it from there, okay?

I've screwed up everything. No, you haven't.

I promised her I wouldn't let anyone lock her up again.

Is that his girlfriend? Yeah.

I would've hated to have taken that phone call this morning.

Sure as hell isn't pleasant.

Apparently she lives in the mountains,

so she'll spend the next few hours coming here by public transport.

She doesn't have a car?

Nope. Apparently they don't believe in them.

Hey, um... has Charlotte said anything to you?

Not a word.

Hey, I'm... I'm... I'm really sorry things got so out of hand here.

It's not your fault.

MACHINE BEEPS His sats are dropping.

Increasingly tachycardic.

Bag him at 100%.

Come on, Kent, hang in there.

Jack, take over from Cate. Hyperventilate him.

Need to get an ART line in, check his gases, see what's going on.

Thank you. I know, and I appreciate it.

Psych will be down as soon as possible.

Anything in her records?

She had an extended Psych stay

followed by a number of counselling sessions.

Jamie said she didn't go very much. No, she didn't.

Well, has she said anything about the accident? How it happened?

He hasn't either.

Was she tested blood alcohol? Not yet.

I doubt that would be a factor. No, me too.

Something's going on here. I just can't work it out.

Let me know when you do. I'll check on her, see if she's okay.

KAREN: Why won't you listen to me? You just won't listen!

Karen, the psychiatrist will see you shortly.

I don't need a psychiatrist. I need to see my son.

I've been telling this little upstart.

Karen, you need to understand

what you're feeling right now isn't necessarily real.

Tell me where Jamie is.

He's having an X-ray. I don't believe you.

You want to take him from me and lock me up.

You may need another stay in hospital, Karen. I won't lie to you.

I can't go through that again. I just can't.

Karen... you were looking for your husband before.

My husband died in an accident a year ago.

I miss him so much.

And my beautiful daughter.

I know you do.

Maybe that's why you're having these problems.

I don't have any problems! I don't even know how I got here!

You were in an accident this morning.

Accident? What accident?

Dr Telford. Where's the chest pain?

Chest pain's name's Maddy. She's over there.

She's had a total of 7.5mg of morphine and is now pain-free.

I've done an ECG and basic blood work.

Who saw her?

No-one. We've got a complicated case in Resus. Dr Campion and...

You called a cardiology registrar down

for a consult on a patient that hasn't been assessed?

Yes, I have, so if you could look at her.

There's no doctor's signature for this morphine.

It was a verbal order.

You've given her three doses of morphine

without written instructions?

Can you please see the patient?

Get these drug orders signed for, now.

Karen calmed down?

A little bit, yeah. She's being reviewed right now.

She can't remember the accident.

Right. I'll see what I can find out.

Nice and easy.

How is the shoulder? Bit sore, but it's okay.

How's Mum doing?

She's with the psychiatrist now

so we'll know more about what's happening after he's reviewed her.

Righto, Jamie. About this morning...

She'll be scared to death. Maybe I should go see her.

Uh-uh. Sorry. This one she has to do on her own.

Now, she wasn't able to tell us much about the accident, what happened.

Was she speeding?

No.

Was she disoriented, like she was earlier in the ED?

No. She wasn't driving. I was.

Do you even have a licence?

Tell the cops to charge me or whatever, but...

..it wasn't her fault, it was mine.

This isn't about blame, Jamie. Yes, it is.

They use anything they can against her.

No...

They will. Just like you are now. You just assumed it was her fault.

So tell the shrink, alright, that she wasn't driving.

Well, I don't think the driving will be an issue for the psychiatrist.

You see, Mum needs to be here, regardless of all that.

You didn't see her in there. She hated the Psych ward.

Jamie... You don't know what it's like.

Jamie, listen, no-one wants your mum to have to go through that again.

But what is the alternative? That you go on as you have been?

She's had a myocardial infarction. She'll need to be admitted.

She's in non-compromised VT.

I'd like her started on lignocaine, 100mg in 10ml.

Keep a careful eye on her to get her to the unit.

I hope you've written that up.

I'll go and make arrangements for admission, catch up with her in CCU.

You know, I feel for you, Charlotte.

Nurses down here, completely unaware of their station.

I swear to God,

if he got the Emergency Fellowship instead of you...

What, not a Dr Telford fan?

Let's just say Cardiology hasn't done a thing for his personality,

shall we?

BP's 80/30. Pulse is 160.

Push that gel and blood through, please.

What do you think, Hughes? There's no obvious distention.

Possible splenic haematoma's been ruptured.

Let's get the FAST machine - find out.

Any word on his next of kin?

She wasn't sure how long it'd take her to get here.

BP's dropped. 76/30.

Pulse rate is 175 and the cardiac rhythms are all over the place.

Can you open up that fluid line, please?

Set up the rapid volume transfuser.

(woman screams)

What the bloody hell now?

Someone draw up some adrenaline, please.

Help! Help, get me out of here! Help!

Take it easy, Karen. Come on.

What are you people doing to me? We're not doing anything.

You won't let me go to the toilet. No-one said that.

All I want it my dignity. You won't even give me that.

You want me to stand here and pee on the floor?

Fine. That's what I'll do.

You want me to behave like an animal?

Fine. That's how I'll behave.

Karen, it's okay. I'll take you to the toilet. Come on.

Jamie!

What are you doing to her? Trying to calm her.

It's okay. I'm here.

You're one of them. You're with them.

You don't want me around. I'm too much trouble.

No, Mum, that's not true. Okay, Jamie. Come with me.

He just wants you well again, Karen. We all do.

We won't hurt you, Karen. Get away from me!

Come on, Jamie.

How could you do this to her? I hate you!

SIREN WAILS

I'll try and reason with her first.

If that doesn't work, you know what to do.

I'm sorry, Nelson. I know you're flat chat.

Won't the midazolam mask any potential symptoms of a head injury?

We have to risk it. She urinated on the floor.

There is something more going on here than post-traumatic stress.

Any news on the beds in Psych? Still waiting.

Okay? Mm-hm.

Hi, Karen. Don't you come near me.

We need to give you an injection. No! I'm not having it.

It's a sedative. It'll calm you down, you'll feel better.

You don't know me. You don't know what'll make me feel better?

You seem anxious and agitated. Surely you can't enjoy feeling like that.

I'd be fine if everyone just left me the hell alone.

I'm worried if you can't control your feelings,

we'll reach a point where your safety will be of concern.

You don't want to help.

Everyone's taken from me. I lost my husband and my little girl.

I know, Karen. I know.

We do the injection, you can rest. No.

You give us no choice here. Either you allow us...

Don't come near me. You're not touching me!

It's okay, Karen. It's just a needle.

It won't hurt.

I'll draw up another ampoule.

Come on, Karen.

I've got her! Get off me!

Hurry up, Jess.

Karen, stop. Karen!

Jess!

In the arm!

No. Please! No! (Screams)

She's not coming home now, not after that.

Sorry about that. Will she be alright?

She's in good hands.

Look, I feel terrible about this.

I mean, compared to what that woman's going through...

Hey, hey, hey. Don't worry about it, okay?

I'm impressed you came in to get checked out.

You're giving me a big tick

even when I sat under that sign that said 'Go straight to the counter'?

MACHINE BEEPS I'm an easy marker.

You got hurt.

Nah. Alright, now we can get this started.

That will fix it, right? Make me feel better?

That's the idea.

Oh, and I haven't forgotten about young Danny,

but we might arrange someone else to pick him up for school.

You think I'll be here that long? Yeah, I think so.

Right.

Okay. If you could call my sister for me, that would be great.

She can pick up Danny for me. Will do.

How old's he?

Five. Going on 40.

Just you looking after him?

Yeah.

His dad's not the most reliable of guys.

It's better this way. MACHINE BEEPS

What's wrong? What are you looking at?

It's okay. Nothing to worry about.

A slight change in your heart rhythm.

I need to look at your neck. You're scaring me, Nelson.

It's alright. Now I'm just going to stop this for a minute.

What's that for? Keeping a vein open. No big deal.

And I'll take some more blood, and then we'll get your son organised.

VINCENT: Clear.

No output?

Adrenaline 1 in 1,000. Adrenaline going in.

Charge to 360 again.

What happened to your hand?

Nothing. Charlotte's written me up some antibiotics.

Managed to sedate the patient? Yeah.

Clear.

So you don't have time to check out a cardiac rhythm for me?

I've got loads of time. JACK: Nil output.

Asystole. Start compressions.

I take it Telford hasn't come down yet?

He has. I've called to get him back, but...

Strong femoral pulses with compressions.

She's his patient. Let him deal with it.

Not a problem. Come on, Kent. Come on.

We're running out of options. I'm not ready to give up, Frank.

I've got to find my son.

Karen, we'll bring him down to see you soon, okay?

He's a good boy. He takes care of me.

I'm sure you take care of him too.

I do.

But I can't do that if I'm here...

..can I?

That's it. That's okay. That's okay.

What's so urgent it couldn't wait till the patient was in the unit?

I didn't give her the lignocaine. Why the hell not?

Do you wanna keep your voice down? She's scared enough as it is.

Listen, your little problem,

is it just with doctors or authority in general?

I care about the patient. How?

By ignoring my instructions and withholding treatment?

If I think the treatment might kill her, then yes.

Pardon?

I'm not suggesting the orders you gave were wrong or inappropriate.

That's not what I'm hearing.

But her status has changed since you last saw her.

And when exactly did you complete your medical degree, nurse?

I don't need a medical degree, doctor,

to know the difference between VT and ventricular escape rhythm.

It's VT.

Maybe when you looked in,

but not when I came to start the infusion.

It's VT. Give her the lignocaine. 2.5ml per minute.

It's slower than VT.

I'm sick of this. It's not a debate, alright?

Give her the treatment as ordered.

What's going on? What are you two arguing about?

You have a cardiac arrhythmia I'll correct. That's all.

Nothing to worry about, Maddy.

Listen, mate, I'm the cardiology registrar, alright?

I know what I'm looking at.

No, you don't.

What are you doing? Giving the lignocaine myself.

Don't do that.

No, I don't want it. Nelson says it's wrong.

If the patient's refused... Back off.

Get the hell away from there!

Nearly there, Maddy.

This balloon catheter I've inserted

will be inflated and deflated by the pump that's just behind me,

in time with your heartbeat.

It will reduce the workload on your heart

and increase the blood flow to the coronary arteries.

I can't believe you condone nurses countermanding medical instructions.

Wait till they hear about this upstairs.

I'll talk to you outside about that, Dr Telford.

And I'll deal with you later.

I guess someone's in trouble.

But it's not you, and that's the most important thing.

Cath Lab is ready for Maddy, and orderlies are on their way.

Right. Thanks.

All done.

Can you get Maddy ready for transport?

The way I see it, Dr Campion... Shut up, Telford.

I take a very dim view of nurses who don't follow medical instructions,

but I won't have a bar of a doctor who prefers to bury patients

rather than admit he's wrong.

So get your arse out of my ED before you end up on it for the second time.

Can you go and check on Mum, please?

Yes, I will.

After I've checked up on you.

You know, Jamie, there's no shame in wanting your mum to be well.

It's only natural.

I know.

She won't let me out of her sight.

She goes ballistic if I'm away from her,

even if I'm down the shops for half an hour.

What about school?

I haven't been to school in a month, and I wasn't studying this morning.

What were you doing?

Come on. Talk to me.

Mum's been going to this place where Dad and my sister died...

..every night.

I got so scared, you know, that she'd hurt herself.

That's why I started driving.

Jamie, you could have come back to us for help.

Yeah, and you'd lock her up again, just like now.

No.

Listen to me. I've tried to tell you.

Your mum needs treatment,

not just for a couple of weeks.

I know.

But she's going to get better, right?

If she is willing to put in the work... yes.

She's got a good reason to get better.

She's got you.

But, you see,

you've got to look after yourself as well,

which means no driving without a licence.

You've got to be strong on that one.

I will.

Right.

I'll get the doctor to get that shoulder fixed.

Von?

Please make sure Mum's okay.

Yes.

Looks like a pretty straightforward closed reduction to me.

You want me to do it?

No, I was thinking of asking the cleaning lady.

Funnily enough though, she's not doing a fellowship.

Oh.

Call me when you're set up.

Frank, Kent Dodd's girlfriend has just arrived.

You want me to talk to her for you?

No, I'll do it. Is she in the quiet room?

Hi.

Hello, Misty. I'm Dr Campion.

How's Kent? Can I see him?

Just as soon as we stabilise him.

But he's been here all day.

Why haven't you stabilised him yet?

Has anyone explained what happened to him?

No, not really - just that he'd had an accident.

I see.

Is it that bad?

His bike went under a bus.

We've been trying to get him up to Theatre,

but so far he's been too unstable to move.

No matter how hurt he is, I'm sure he'll fight.

He has fought.

He's such a fit guy, you know? He cycles everywhere.

He doesn't drink or smoke. He really takes care of himself.

Please, sit down.

Your sister's got your son.

She said they'll grab some takeaway, drop in and see you later.

Great.

She can deal with the sugar rush.

Thanks, Nelson.

It's what they pay me for.

Curtis.

Guess what?

Why don't I walk with you, Frank?

In here.

I never hit him, no matter what he said.

Oh, for God's sake. Spare me the justifications.

I will not tolerate my nurses physically abusing doctors.

Okay.

You're supposed to set an example, for Christ's sake.

Yeah, I know.

You know the most disappointing thing about this sorry little sideshow

is not that you bopped Ben Telford - he probably deserved it -

the most disappointing thing is that you had your little fracas

in front of a very sick patient.

You might have brought on another infarct, or worse.

I was trying to get him out - he wouldn't budge.

No excuses. I want a guarantee that it won't happen again.

I can't guarantee that, Frank.

Sometimes doctors make mistakes, and I wouldn't be doing my job

unless I had the balls to point that out.

VON: Feeling woozy?

Yeah.

Well, the drugs relax the muscles, so you shouldn't be feeling any pain.

I like the sound of that.

All ready then? Yep.

Now, basically, we pull the arm one way

while pushing the shoulder back the other way.

I'll abduct the arm 90 degrees, apply some traction.

Okay.

Pressing the clavicle posteriorly and inferiorly.

Almost there.

There. Just like a bought one.

So that's it then?

That's the rough stuff anyway.

Keep the arm stabilised in a cuff for a month, and it should heal.

Write him a script for ibuprofen.

And a follow-up outpatients appointment, yes, I know.

My work here is done.

Thank you. Von?

Yes, thank you, Frank.

Righto. Let's gently sit you up.

Can I see Mum now?

I need you to rest for a bit.

Thanks, doctor.

Alright.

You feeling any pain?

Didn't mean to hurt her, you know.

And you didn't.

No, you don't understand.

Then explain it to me.

Theatre orderlies and the nurse are on their way.

Are you assisting with the operation?

No, no. The consultant and the orthopods will take over here.

How do you rate his chances?

Well, I wouldn't put money on him surviving,

but, you know, stranger things have happened.

As I said, his injuries are severe,

and he's hooked up to quite a number of machines, so...

I don't know if I can do this.

Well, you don't have to, but we are taking him up to Theatre now.

I don't want to see him like this.

I'll see him when he wakes up.

Okay, Misty.

I'll have someone show you up to the Theatre waiting room.

I think you and I both deserve a drink after that.

I reckon that's an absolutely brilliant idea.

I might go get Resus cleaned up.

LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

Well, at least you're out of bed.

Still as talkative as ever, though.

I've got the day off, so if you wanna hang out or catch a flick...

Maybe we could call Jess, invite her round this afternoon.

You do that, you'll be sorry. Come on, Stu.

Sitting round here day after day won't achieve anything.

You need help. Not from you or Jess, right?

Dan's on the phone for you.

I have to look after Karen. Go on. I'll keep on eye on her.

Thanks.

Hi there, Dan. I hope you're enjoying your day off.

What?

What do you mean he's back?

Ah.

Done your incident report yet?

You're loving this, aren't you?

No.

Well, a bit.

Um, I'm a little confused, though,

because, see, Telford pisses you off and you push him.

I piss you off and you almost break my jaw. What is with that?

Yours was personal.

And I've mellowed since then.

I'm guessing Frank read you the riot act?

Yeah, he gave me the zero-tolerance lecture, which is always fun.

Guess I deserved it.

Busy?

Anyway, I hear Telford's not going to take it any further,

so I guess the ball is in your court.

In here.

Vincent, I don't have time for this.

I've got a sedated patient in Psych obs.

I understand, Charlotte, but listen, this is just getting ridiculous.

I mean, what do you think you're doing?

I shouldn't have slapped her.

Damn right you shouldn't have.

I will apologise to her if it makes things better for you.

I need to know why this happened.

She obviously means a lot to you.

Why do you even care?

Because you're MY best friend.

And I'm scared of losing you.

Charlotte, you and I, it's not healthy.

We have to let each other go.

Well, definitely get the orthopods in on this one.

It's a nasty break.

30 degrees angulated.

I'm sorry, I had to take a call.

Don't worry. It's been one of those days.

Will she be alright?

She'll get the help she needs.

Mum?

I'm tired, Jamie.

So tired.

Try and get some sleep then.

That's a good idea.

I'm not well. Did they tell you?

Yeah, they told me.

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry I hit you.

This morning in the car...

..I couldn't take it anymore.

Every day we go out there.

Every bloody day.

Is that how the accident happened?

We'd been out there once in the middle of the night.

This morning she wanted to go again.

We drove up and down the road four times

with her babbling the whole time about wanting them back.

In the end, I screamed at her to shut up and...

..she grabbed the steering wheel...

..and I hit her.

I'm so sorry, Mum.

I'm really, really sorry.

Oh, come on, Hughes. You're wasting perfectly good drinking time.

Yep, yep, yep. Almost done.

You coming for a drink, Jack? Um...

We did some good work today, everyone. Thank you.

Well done.

After that, I am definitely coming for a drink.

Count me out.

I've got heaps of study to catch up on, but...

..have a drink for me.

What about you, Nelson?

Sorry, I've got a date...

Ooh!

..with a beautiful young lady.

Is it sore?

Oh, no, no. I'm a tough guy.

Hey.

Oh, here.

Bit here.

Little bit more.

Gee, that's no good, is it?

No. But we will share.

Thanks, Dad.

You're very, very welcome.

What do you reckon? Should we go down the park?

Want to go on the swings? Yeah.

You sure you want to do this?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Come on, let's go.

You go.

You've got stuff to sort out.

Stuart.