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Look, I've still got four patients to review in Sub-Acute.

When I'm finished, I'll send Mrs Netto to Theatre,

That's the best I can do.

There's been a tunnel collapse. Incoming injured.

Ambo rescue think there could be multiple trapped casualties.

We'll need to mobilise a medical response unit.

Jack! Jack, you're needed. Where's Cate?

She's in Bed 6. Relieve her. She's needed.

Get geared up. MRU's been called out.

What for?

Tunnel collapse. People trapped. That's all I know.

All I know too. Alright, let's go. Come on.

30s male. Retrieved from the entrance of the tunnel.

Respiratory arrest at the scene.

Query cervical and thoracic spinal injuries.

We're heading out there now.

How many other casualties can we expect?

They still don't know, but they'll be difficult extrications.

So, any tips for the first-timer, what to expect out there?

Expectations are a waste of time, Jack.

It's different every time.

Such as?

Amputations, compartment syndrome, you name it.

Rescue team gives us a heads-up once we get there.

Just take it as it comes.

Excellent.

Let's go.

My God, they'll certainly see you coming, won't they?

Nice to see us off.

You've got your team. Now show me we didn't waste our money.

No pressure, then? None.

So you and Cate are fighting, right?

No, no. She's just not talking to me.

BUZZ: You got here in record time.

Found unconscious. Query head injury.

Gavin! Gavin!

Hey, slow down, mate. Slow down.

Where's my brother?

VINCENT: You can't be here.

Let me go.

Look at me. What's with your hands?

I tried to get him out. There were too many rocks.

What are you doing? Why aren't you helping him?

Making sure it's stable first.

He's my brother! You can't leave him there!

Jack, Jack. Get over here. Piss off.

How many more inside?

We're making it stable, we haven't made it all the way in yet.

Tunnel system goes on for miles.

We make one wrong move,

the whole thing could come down on us.

His airway's cleared. There's a lot of dirt in his mouth.

BP is 88 with ventricular ectopics.

Set up to cannulate - size 16.

Resps are shallow. Widespread creps. Equal air entry.

BP's stable, 105/84.

Right. I can't get a line in. He's too shut down.

Get him out of here. Okay, let's go. Ambos can cannulate in transit.

Alright, we're good here. Let's move. Come on.

SIREN WAILS

FRANK: Mate, open your eyes. You're in All Saints Emergency Department.

Can you hear me?

Open your eyes if you can hear me.

Come on, me old china.

His veins have collapsed. I can't get access.

BP's unpalpable. I'll try a manual.

Inspiratory and expiratory creps. He must have aspirated some dirt.

Can't feel any fractures.

He'll need a skull X-ray, head CT, spinal series and mobile chest.

You right with that, Beaumont?

I don't like our chances of finding a vein, Frank.

BP's 80/0. Should I set up for a central line?

No, I'll do an intraosseous.

For an adult?

That's the only way he'll get the IV fluids he needs. Get Goldman.

We've got to get the needle through the outer layer of bone

and into the marrow cavity.

I've only seen this done on babies.

That's because their bones are softer.

This will be a wee bit harder than that.

Come on, you little...

There we go.

Looks like it's placed properly,

but we'll aspirate some bone marrow to be sure.

Okay. His heart rate's 140 and his systolic's 98.

Prep a bag of Hartmann's with a simple IV line.

Attach a three-way tap and a short extension.

Good.

We'll use a 60ml syringe to bolus the fluid manually -

see what that does to his blood pressure.

Gavin. Gav, it's me. Can you hear me?

Gav, yell out if you can hear me.

Come on, mate.

Why's it taking so long?

They've gotta prop up the roof as they go.

There's a whole system of tunnels. They're not sure where he is.

I'm Jack, by the way.

Um, and you are?

Tom.

Just Tom? Yeah.

Listen, come with me. We'll get those hands cleaned up.

They'll let us know once they find your brother.

What was he doing in the tunnel anyway?

Nothing. We were just mucking around.

How old's your brother? 22.

Bit old to be mucking around in a tunnel, isn't he?

Sorry, mate, just asking.

Sit down there.

Did you grow up with him terrorising you,

big brother kicking little brother around?

Yeah, he always looked out for me, no matter what.

Have you got a brother?

Two. Don't really see each other anymore.

How come?

I guess you could say we don't get along.

What about your mum and dad?

I don't get on with my dad either, and...

..my mum wasn't around.

My parents booted Gavin out at 16.

It's like he's not part of the family anymore.

I'm all he's got.

Have you told your parents what's happened? We could call...

No, I don't want them here! They don't care, so why would...

Yeah, alright. We don't have to call them.

Blood pressure's 102/60.

Come on, mate. Open your eyes.

He should be responding by now.

Pupils pinpoint, barely reacting to light.

No needle marks here.

Are we looking at an overdose? It's a possibility.

He's not responding. His veins are inaccessible.

Give him some deep breaths.

Check his groin and his feet. The track marks might be well hidden.

There's nothing here.

Oh, found them. Under the scrotum. No wonder we couldn't get access.

It's his lucky day.

If the tunnel hadn't collapsed, he would've died of an overdose.

Narcan 2mg IV.

He won't be feeling too lucky for long.

Hmm.

Now let's all wait for the overwhelming show of appreciation,

shall we?

Or not. Another 2mg.

VINCENT: Jack, you take the head.

Vincent.

Ease him down.

Is it him? No.

CATE: Over here.

I'll take the airway.

Deep lac to the right side of his head. Skin's grey.

Are there any heart sounds? Stone cold.

Pupils are fixed and dilated.

No heart or breath sounds.

No carotid pulse. No reaction.

He's been dead a while.

Glad to see I'm making a big difference first time out.

How many more? Minimum of two, maybe more.

You've gotta get us in there. Shouldn't be much longer.

Get me in there now. Just me? I'll see what we're dealing with.

We've got one dead. The rest'll be the same if you don't get us in.

Just you.

Vincent, if it's not safe, you shouldn't go in.

Wouldn't have thought you'd minded a tunnel coming down on my head.

You'll be no use if you get hurt.

Alright, I'm ready.

I want you in and out as quick as possible.

You're going in to assess so you know what to expect.

When I say come out, come out? Okay. Let's go.

Third time lucky.

Wh-Where the hell am I?

It's alright, mate. You're in All Saints Western General Hospital.

What have you done to me? Get off! We're just trying to help you.

Listen, we're just trying to help you. Don't touch that.

Didn't ask you to bring me here! Hang on, mate.

At least let us take your cannula out for you.

Oh, let him go.

Hey, mate, you've still got a cannula in your leg.

Don't worry, he can't go anywhere.

Curtis!

You idiot.

Get Security to take care of him. I'll do it.

Tell them there's a junkie on the loose.

Don't call him that. Oh, alright.

Tell them there's a patient with a drug addiction on the loose. Happy?

Thanks, Frank.

Message for you.

Yeah, we've lost a patient from the ED, suffering drug addiction.

A-ha. Someone interested in renting the room.

You looking for someone to move in?

Mm-hm. Since when?

Since the day I wasn't born independently wealthy.

I can't cover the rent by myself forever, you know.

"Call for a good time," is written on the ad in the cafeteria.

That's fantastic.

If I don't find a flatmate, at least I'll get some action.

I'm joking.

Although, I've heard of some guys using share accommodation ads

as a way to pick up the ladies.

Although, I'd never stoop that low, Jess.

Is it a good idea moving in with a stranger?

If I knew a non-stranger looking for a place,

that'd be great, but since I don't,

I'll have to take my chances with a serial killer.

Mind your head.

Watch out.

Come on. Got a way to go yet.

Okay. Watch your step.

How's he doing?

Resps are shallow and he's hypotensive.

Can't do a proper examination till we get him out.

Can't go any faster, mate. Too much loose debris.

Don't want it all falling on him.

What is this place?

Munitions dump from World War II.

The tunnels lead up to the old gun placements.

People live here?

Some doing better than others.

How are we going, fellas?

Slowly, mate.

Lucky he's young.

Buzz, something over here.

This guy's definitely been living down here.

Mate, can you hear me?

He's got a pulse, but his resps are shallow.

Both pupils fixed and dilated. The right is size five.

Think there was a reaction. Hard to tell.

Okay. Rick, are you right here? Yeah.

Reckon this is the boy's brother?

He's the only one that fits the description.

Gavin? Gavin, is that your name? Can you hear me, mate?

We've got a pulse.

He's breathing.

There's fresh blood here. Looks to be abdominal.

These are old injuries. These didn't happen today.

Jesus.

See why I didn't want all of you down here?

Jack, how long have they been in there?

About 20 minutes.

Still at school, Tom?

Yeah. So what? Today's the sports carnival.

Listen, man, I'm not trying to hassle you.

Just, from what you said about your brother, though,

doesn't sound like he'd be happy about you wagging.

I hate school.

I wanted to leave last year

but Gav's like, "No way. You've got to repeat Year 12."

Excuse me, guys.

That's what's so crap about the way Mum and Dad go on.

They're not keeping me out of trouble.

Right. He keeps an eye on you?

A mate of mine, he got done for stealing a car.

I probably would've been with him too, but I knew that if I did,

Gav would've beaten the crap out of me.

MAN: Coming through. Gavin?

Seen my brother? Is he okay?

He's trapped, but they're getting him out.

He's alright, isn't he?

He's unconscious, but he's breathing.

This guy's brother's trapped from the pelvis down.

His cervical spine's been stabilised.

He's got IV access, O2. He's being monitored.

Got extensive haemorrhaging.

It's probably abdominal, but I just can't tell where it's from.

Crush injury? Maybe.

An arterial bleed? I don't know. We've gotta move when they call us.

This guy could bleed out.

Has the boy told you why he might've been down there?

There's no love lost between Gavin and his parents.

They kicked him out of home. Alright.

Well, he's got existing injuries, cigarette burns and bruising.

Plus he's got a camp set up. He wasn't mucking around, then?

No. He lives down there.

Hey. Did you see the dress I marked?

It's gorgeous. Just, it's way out of my price range.

But it would be perfect for you.

We're keeping it really small, Jess. It's Registry Office, probably.

What? But it's your big day!

You don't want to have regrets.

I won't. It's not the wedding that's important.

It's the marriage that counts.

Thanks anyway. I'd better get back to work.

How depressing. What's depressing?

Out of all of us who could be getting married,

Nelson is the only one who can actually manage it,

and he is going to waste it on a Registry Office ceremony.

Do you know Rachel from Dietetics?

You're not even listening to me.

I got it. It's depressing.

The Registry Office? It's a total waste.

She called about the room.

Right.

A woman who has a piece of paper

that proves beer and pizza aren't two of the food groups.

Sounds like fun.

Incoming severe head injury from the tunnel collapse.

Male, 50s. Name unknown.

Fracture frontotemporal region caused by falling rocks.

Straight through to Resus. I'll get Frank.

12cm lac to the forehead.

Multiple cuts and abrasions over the rest of his body.

Intubated at the scene.

Any ID?

None that I can find so far.

Right. What are his obs?

Heart rate 126, BP 100, sats 98% on 100.

Pupils fixed and dilated.

Some kind of medal.

Depressed skull fracture.

And extensive posterior damage.

It's a service medal. Vietnam.

If he's got next of kin, notify them.

Let's get the Neuro reg down here, see if there's anything they can do.

Tom, they reckon your brother's been living down there.

Is he in trouble?

He lost his job, that's all. He couldn't pay his rent.

Well, he's covered in bruises, Tom.

Not from today either. They're old injuries.

Cuts, cigarette burns. Do you know about that?

I don't know what you're talking about.

If something's going on, you've gotta tell us.

Better chance of helping him if we've got the whole picture.

Look, I don't know, okay?

Right.

Did he do this to himself? No.

Okay. You're pretty sure about that one at least.

Jack! Got the go-ahead. We're going in.

You getting my brother out? We'll do everything we can.

What's the verdict?

Inoperable brain trauma and likely brain death.

Any luck with the ID?

No, nothing yet.

There's nothing we or anyone else can do for this man,

so I'll get on to ICU.

Frank, just a minute. He's left a will.

Hello. He's an organ donor. Really?

Well, it's drawn up by a solicitor.

Call them, see if it's legit.

Make sure HE'S the man named in the will.

Still have to check for family. They'll get final say and consent.

Yeah. So keep him ventilated.

If his systolic falls below 100,

start him on a nor-adrenaline infusion.

Commence an ADH infusion and keep an eye on his urine output.

I'll start active warming.

I'll get on to Lifelink after the solicitor,

see if I can get the ball rolling with this organ donation.

That's surprising - the homeless guy's an organ donor.

Wash out your mouth. He's not a "homeless guy".

He's a "patient of no fixed abode".

'Homeless' isn't judgmental, Frank. 'Junkie' is.

Oh, really? Which reminds me, have Security caught up with our junkie?

No.

Von, has our patient with no fixed abode

got anything else written in his will?

Just his name - Charles Edward Bennett.

The only thing I want anyone touching in here is the patient.

Got it?

Got it.

How you guys going?

How far have we got to go? Look out.

You alright?

Yeah, it's dirt. I'm fine.

I'm okay too. Thanks for asking.

Vincent, I thought you said this was safe.

Cate, if you want out, you let me know, alright?

Hey, we could probably save this for later?

You right?

TOM: Gavin! Gavin!

You kidding? Get out of here! It's alright, I'll get him.

No, Jack, don't be stupid. Stay there.

No. Jack!

Tom, you can't be in here. It's not safe.

I'll help. I've gotta see him.

No, you'll have to wait outside.

Jack!

There's been another collapse.

Jack?

Jack, can you hear me?

Come on, mate. Open your eyes.

Come on.

Jack! Yeah, I'm fine.

Tom's unconscious, though. He's not responding.

We've got no way of getting through to you.

You reckon you can get out?

Yeah, it looks like it.

We need to get to the chamber. This section's not safe.

Jack, you've gotta get Tom out of there.

We'll be alright.

Shit.

Did you get on to Lifelink? Yep.

And the Department of Veterans Affairs,

to see if they knew about his family.

And? No, not much.

Apparently he came back shell-shocked,

visited hospital a few times and disappeared off the radar.

You would never catch me going to war.

He didn't have much of a choice.

He won the lottery when he was 19. Oh.

Good old conscription.

Drafted by birthdates.

Happy birthday.

You'd think if you were shell-shocked

the Army would've taken better care of you.

Too many of them came back sick.

Didn't help either that they didn't come back heroes.

Yeah, well, we lost the war, didn't we?

No, that's not it.

Too many people thought we shouldn't be there.

So they came back, got spat at, red paint thrown over them.

Stand by for the lift. On three. One, two, three.

Slowly does it.

Easy down.

Easy, easy.

Cate, take the airway.

He's not breathing. I'll tube him.

Tracheal deviation to the right.

Hold on. Just hold on.

Decreased air entry, left side of his chest.

Don't intubate just yet. Just keep bagging him.

Yep.

Tension pneumothorax. Going to need to decompress it.

Size 16 gauge cannula and a swab, please.

Right. Off you go.

Cricoid.

Alright. I'm in.

No output. He's in EMD.

Pump those fluids through. When they're done, put up another litre.

Buzz, you got this? Yep.

Must be cardiac tamponade. What's his pulse?

Nothing. This guy needs a thoracotomy.

You're not thinking of doing that in here?

That's major surgery.

You got another alternative?

I know. Pericardiocentesis?

Maybe if I had an ultrasound to help me guide the needle.

Considering I don't,

I don't want to risk puncturing his heart.

But cracking his chest open in here will be just as risky.

No choice, Cate.

Are you with me on this or not?

No choice, Vincent.

What are you doing back here? Another collapse at the tunnel.

Vincent and Cate are stuck inside. They're okay.

They're not getting out in a hurry.

Tom, keep still. You're in hospital.

Where's my brother? Did you get him out?

They're still trying to help him.

Right now we're looking after you, okay?

ICU don't have a bed for him yet, and we're expecting more casualties,

so let's move him to Iso in the meantime.

Mm-hm.

Looks like a new man. The least he deserves.

So, Charles, looks like you're stuck with us for a bit longer,

but don't worry, we'll make sure your wishes are carried out.

Solicitor phoned back yet? Nup.

Passed on his details to Lifelink?

Don't worry. We'll keep on their backs, promise.

You know, if there are family involved,

they're more than likely to put the kybosh on the whole thing.

If a family were involved, he wouldn't be here, would he?

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

Calm down. Give us a break.

Your brother will take my head off if I don't look after you properly.

I should be there.

This is Tom. He was unconscious for several minutes.

Roused quickly with a sternal rub. Vomited once.

He's oriented to time and place.

A knock to the head? When the tunnel came down.

Pupils are unequal. How many fingers?

Three.

Good. Order a head X-ray. Pending that, a head CT.

What happens when Gav's out? What'll they do?

They'll bring him here. How long will he be here?

Mate, lie back. We'll look after him. I promise you.

What's that about? I wish I knew.

He's worried about his brother, that's understandable,

but there's something else - I can't get a straight answer.

There's only one thing to do...

..try harder.

Lifelink are trying to find out

whether Charles has any long-lost family members

who need to be informed.

The no-fixed-address part makes it hard, I guess.

So, the Registry Office. Hmm?

What's that, every girl's dream?

No, but we have talked about it and we can't afford anything too fancy.

Could have asked me. I'd be happy to chip in.

Yeah, thanks, but we can't do that.

Why not? She is my niece.

I'm not suggesting St Paul's Cathedral,

but you both deserve better than the Registry Office, I think.

VINCENT: Scalpel with 10 blade.

Cover him. Nobody move.

What the hell's going on up there?

(coughs) Ideal conditions. I've worked in worse.

Patient lived to tell the tale, did they?

Cate, I understand you're angry with me, I get that.

Right now, you let it go and help me,

or step away from the patient.

Make the call - we're running out of time.

I need more light here.

No, not there. Not there. Here.

I can't see properly from this angle.

Curved Mayo scissors.

Mmm. What is it?

Multiple blood clots, and they're old.

Definitely been there a while. They're firm.

What do you think caused it if it wasn't today's accident?

Well, I'd say, considering the cigarette burns and the bruising,

prolonged physical assault.

How are we going?

More to the point, how are you going?

Yeah, we're working on it. Good. Work faster.

Yes, of course.

Jack, I need to talk to you.

Can it wait? Jack...

It's about your mother.

Palliative care just called. She died half an hour ago.

If you want to go see her, I'll cover for you.

No.

Are you going to call your sister? The ward will notify her.

What? I barely knew my mother, Charlotte.

And I don't know Rebecca at all, so...

DAN: We need details of your next of kin.

GAVIN: Why? There's nothing wrong with me. I don't need to be here.

It's okay. I'll sort it out.

Sure.

Sorry. Paperwork has to be done. It's just a formality.

I just got news they're closer to getting your brother out.

Is he alright? He'll need surgery.

But he's alive?

Yeah, he's alive.

Thing is, if you care about him as much as you say...

Of course I do. He's my best mate.

Then, you'll make sure he gets the help he needs?

I would, if my mate was in trouble.

What would you know?

You said you don't see your brothers.

No, I don't.

Then what would you know?

Tom...

..I look at what you and your brother obviously have

and it's something I can't even imagine.

And I wish I could.

Gavin was in a pretty bad way before the accident today.

You know that, don't you?

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

It's all I can think about, what they've done to him.

Who hurt him?

Listen, Gavin's always been looking out for you.

Now it's your turn.

He needs your help.

So tell me what's been going on.

Why was he hiding in a tunnel?

He made one stupid mistake, that's all.

He's not a bad person. He didn't mean for it to happen.

What sort of mistake are we talking about?

Gavin was in jail.

How long's he been out for? Three days.

We're not talking about a parole here, are we?

He didn't have a choice. He had to get out of there.

The other guys had been... The other guys had been bashing him.

I swear, if you send him back there, you'll get him killed.

Charlotte, can you review a patient in Sub-Acute 3?

She's tested positive for blood on the UA.

Sure.

Can't keep you away from the place, can we?

And Radiology have a window for the abdo ultrasound,

but she needs a doctor escort because she's under sedation.

I'm thinking you've got no chance of getting away for lunch?

PHONE RINGS You might be right.

Emergency. Girl's gotta eat.

Yeah, I can take a message.

If you were on duty and I tried to entice you away?

Damn, she's onto me.

Yeah, I'll make sure he gets it. Thanks.

What about dinner? Do I have to wait that long?

I'm on my way, Jess.

Alicia from Oncology called. She wants to know about the room.

Alicia. I don't think I know an Alicia.

Isn't she the one who broke her boyfriend's jaw

because he wouldn't put the toilet seat down?

She what?

What bugs me is there's a logical solution under your stupid nose.

You can't even see it.

What are you talking about?

Me! You can ask me to move in, but no. You didn't even think of that.

Great.

Seriously, Jess, I'll give you a key right now,

if this is what you really want.

Yeah, I do.

And, quite frankly, you'd be lucky to have me as a flatmate.

You know what they say,

"You never really truly know someone until you live with them."

Dan, trauma incoming. I need you in Resus.

Gavin Lowe, found in the tunnel. He's a male in his 20s.

Difficult extrication - he was trapped from his pelvis down.

He had an LOC on the site and required rapid intubation.

Left-sided tension pneumothorax

decompressed with a 16-gauge cannula.

Cardiac tamponade with an EMD arrest.

Treated with a thoracotomy and formation of a pericardial window.

In a tunnel?

What can I say, Frank? I love the adrenaline rush.

On my count, on three. One, two, three.

Blood clots removed from pericardial sac.

Internal cardiac massage started 35 minutes ago.

I'll tell Theatre you've arrived.

No, tell them we're coming up right now.

Good we listen to your belly-aching about having a whole team?

Qaude's been back for hours,

I dare say the others were sitting there twiddling their thumbs.

Yeah, you missed a great party. Mmm.

Get anything from Tom? What?

Next of kin. Did you get contact details?

No, he didn't say anything.

Whatever. This guy's gotta get to Theatre.

(gasps)

You don't know what to do with yourself on days off, do you?

Then again... I've swung it with Nelson.

And Frank?

Nelson said he'd swing it with Frank. A girl's gotta eat.

A girl's got to work, Spence.

You're really going to make me sell this, aren't you?

Righto.

Pacific oysters.

Figs wrapped in prosciutto stuffed with goat's cheese.

Lobster flesh with bechamel dip.

Rocket and prosciutto panini.

I don't think we're at the hospital canteen any more, Toto.

And in case of emergency, you're only two seconds away.

You had me at the oysters.

Oh, ah, what are you doing?

This is a quiet room. I'm being quiet.

The office is being fumigated.

Nelson says I can't get in there for an hour.

You'd think he could've picked a better time.

That's what I said. What do you want?

Gavin Lowe busted out of jail three days ago.

His brother just told me.

So have you called the police?

Yes or no, Jack?

Okay. Well, you saw those injuries that Gavin's carrying.

The other prisoners are giving him a hard time.

That's why he broke out.

And his brother's begging me not to say anything.

If you do that, you'll be an accessory.

What would you do? You know damn well what I'd do.

What was all that about? In the tunnel?

Questioning me over a surgical decision.

(scoffs) Don't I have the right to an opinion?

Not if you're letting personal feelings

get in the way of professional ones.

I think I can separate them,

but now that you've brought it up,

what exactly are your personal feelings towards Charlotte?

Cate...

..Charlotte's one of my closest friends.

What are you asking, to pretend she doesn't exist anymore?

So the fact she's going out with Spence doesn't bother you?

It's thrown me, that's all.

She keeps changing the rules.

What rules?

Come on, Cate. You know exactly what I'm talking about.

How does that affect you? What's your point?

I am sick of playing second fiddle.

You're not playing second fiddle.

You're kidding yourself, Vincent.

You can say it all you like - "Charlotte's just a friend," but...

Jesus, Cate. Do we have to do this now? I'm exhausted.

Yes, we do! He's still on the operating table.

Look, everything's been going fine with us.

We're having a great time.

Then she shows up with a man and I can't get two words out of you.

What's that saying to you?

I'm not jealous, if that's what you're suggesting.

Fine. You keep telling yourself that.

But this is where I say goodbye.

Flip you for it.

It's yours. I'd explode if I ate it.

I won't.

I don't know how you managed to conjure this up,

or what you said to the gods so that there'd be no emergencies,

but...

As if I was gonna let you get away with that.

Are you going to miss me when I fly off to deepest darkest Africa?

Hadn't really thought about it.

Besides, you haven't even started packing,

so how serious are you about leaving?

It's no fun unless you leave it to the last minute.

I'm going to miss you.

Then come with me. Yeah, right.

I'm serious. Why not?

It makes perfect sense.

They need good doctors in Somalia.

You want to have an adventure.

Then come and have one...

..with me.

Hey. Get back to bed. You're still under observation.

I want to see my brother.

He's still in Theatre. We'll tell you once we hear.

How long does it take?

Well, there's no way of telling.

Why don't you jump back in bed?

Now, your CT scan came back clear, so that's good news.

You prick! You dobbed him in! I had to, mate.

I trusted you! They'll kill him in there!

FRANK: Hey. Hey, come on, mate. Settle down. Settle down.

I'm sorry.

No wonder your family don't wanna know you. Who would?

That's enough.

You bastard.

Got him? Yep.

I suppose I shouldn't have expected a thankyou.

You did the right thing.

Did I?

We don't even know what Gavin did, Frank.

He probably stole a car.

He bashed a 93-year-old lady to death for her pension money.

A simple phone call, Jacky Boy. It's amazing what you can find out.

Taking you up to ICU now, Charles.

We're going to do as you wished, mate.

Take care of him.

No relatives?

None that could be found.

He gets his wish, then.

I would've liked to see the lawyer's face

when he arrived to make his will.

Yeah. I bet he didn't refuse his money, though.

Listen, about that...

Oh.

Thank you.

Name unknown. Found collapsed three blocks from here in an alley.

Well, well. Our patient with a drug addiction.

And, look, Jess, he's brought back our property.

Likely OD.

Narcan, 2mg.

Uncanny. It's like she's done it all before.

You mongrels!

We're cruel, aren't we, reversing two drug overdoses in one day.

What were we thinking of?

Maybe we just should've let the drugs fry your brain

or shut down your heart.

Hey, we could've had bets

to see how long it took rigor mortis to set in.

Clean him up and get him out of here.

Why are you still here?

Waiting on an update on Gavin Lowe. And?

Good, good. He'll make a full recovery.

Maybe the MRU wasn't such a waste of money after all.

Can I have that in writing?

What's the matter?

Nothing. I don't suppose you're free tonight?

Spence busy, is he?

Come on.

I need to talk to you about something

and walking on the beach while I do it.

The beach?

Yeah, take off our shoes, paddle, wash off the day.

Come on. Please?

I'm sorry, Charlotte. I can't make it.

Rebecca?

It's Rebecca, isn't it?

Yeah.

I'm sorry to hear about your mum.

Thanks. It wasn't unexpected.

Um, is Dr Qaude here today?

I think he's with a patient, but I will...

It's okay.

Hear about my mum?

I wanted to thank you for everything you did while she was here.

Are you okay? Yep.

Have you got a lift home?

I'll just get a cab. It's cool.

Look, Rebecca, I can give you a lift home.

You don't have to. It's okay. I want to.

There's something I wanna tell you about your mum.

Our mum, actually.