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Can you hear me? Hey, mate. Can you hear me?

We're from the ambulance service.

Can you move at all? Can you give me a wave? Hey!

Dammit. Operations, this is car 978.

We have what appears to be an unconscious male

with possible traumatic injuries of unknown origin

trapped inside an auto-wreckers called Allcott's Auto Wreckers.

The gate's locked and we can't get in. Over.

WOMAN: Copy that, 978. Thanks, mate. Cheers.

Jogger said he hasn't moved at all.

I can't even tell if he's breathing or not.

What do you think's happened?

A beating? He's lost lots of blood.

Let's find another way in.

Don't bother. Jogger said it's the only entrance.

Then I hope Base raises the key-holder quickly.

Get the gear. I'll check on him.

How, genius? How are you gonna get him out again?

I'll worry about that later.

Aaron!

You alright?

Got a plan B, soldier?

Hang in there, mate. We're going to get you out.

FRANK: That's the best you can do?

Bloody marvellous.

Curtis.

Night-shift said this woman should've been up in a ward half an hour ago.

It's under control.

It isn't, otherwise she wouldn't be here. Fix it.

Goldman, your shift started 10 minutes ago.

I'll tell the sick and injured to hold their pain

while you get your act together, shall I?

Beaumont, I'm still waiting for the seminar on your conference junket.

Ready Thursday. Make it tomorrow.

And make sure it's got more bloody substance

than the price of cocktails and the temperature of the bloody pool.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Your headaches must be pretty bad to have called an ambulance, Kasey.

Really bad. And I've run out of pain-killers.

I'll just take some obs.

Have you had any vomiting or blurred vision?

No, just generally feeling crook.

When do I get to see a doctor? I mean, I came in my ambulance so...

Any recent blows to the head? No.

A history of migraines?

What about the light? Does that hurt your eyes?

Little bit.

Okay. I'm just going to finish up here.

Then I'll get a urine sample from you.

What for? I pee just fine.

It's my head that's bothering me.

Yes. I need to see a bloody doctor.

Well, I need a urine sample first, okay? Thanks.

Where the hell are the cops? They'll be here. Relax.

He looks tachypneic, and he's bleeding.

We've gotta do something. Forget it.

They're trained guard dogs. They'll tear us to pieces.

Not if we create a diversion. SIRENS WAIL

You go down the fence, scream like crazy.

I'll go over. Get him out. How? Tuck him under your arm?

At least I can assess him, find out what we're dealing with.

It's worth a try. No, no way.

You wanna play Rambo, do it on your own time.

Well, the cavalry's arrived.

Man, are we glad to see you.

Sergeant Gary Turner.

Lorraine, Aaron.

Constable Anderson. What's the panic, darling?

We need to do something about these dogs so we can get that guy out,

darling!

Silly bastard.

Serves him right for pinching car parts.

We don't care why he's in there, we want him out.

Hey, you, smartarse.

Don't even think about it. You want your man out or what?

Look, you carry bolt cutters, right?

You go down the fence, create a diversion while we cut through?

Bugger that. I'll call in the dog catchers.

He'll be dead before they get here.

Hey, guys. Look.

Quick, grab the bolt cutters.

There you go. Radio in our status.

For Christ's sake, keep an eye for those mongrel dogs.

Mate, can you hear me?

Breathing. Grab him and let's go.

He's got a pulse, bleeding a lot. How many times did they bite him?

Come on, just move it.

Open your eyes for me, mate. Good man.

I'm Aaron, this is Lorraine. Tell us what happened?

What's this, a tea party? Get him out!

Here they come!

Put that away, give us a hand.

Hurry. Shoot the bastards if you have to.

Careful, careful. Watch his back.

Take is easy. Take is easy!

Watch his neck, watch his neck!

Oh, bloody hell. Oh, it'll wash out.

Let's work out where this blood's coming from.

I'll get him cannulated.

Start fluids and get him to the ED.

Reuben bloody Shah.

You won't be stealing car parts again for a while.

You're in deep shit.

Reuben Shah, 22 years old, found in car wrecker's yard, attacked by dogs.

CATE: Dogs did this? How many?

Two.

GCS 11, down from 14.

Laboured breathing with uncontrolled haemorrhage.

FRANK: Reuben, can you hear me? On three. One, two, three.

Deep lacerations to neck, multiple bite wounds to arms and legs.

AARON: BP 98/55. Pulse 110. Sats 93%.

He's on his second bag of IV Hartmann's.

CHARLOTTE: What a mess. Sure it was just dogs?

Yep. Saw them up close and personal.

You cacked your daks so you didn't dress the wounds properly?

Leave the kid alone, Frank. It was a difficult retrieval.

What's he paid for?

I'll take bloods. The usual - group and hold, cross-match and type.

How long was he out there?

Unknown duration - in excess of 45 minutes.

CATE: Any dog doing this to anyone should be destroyed.

They're dogs, Cate. They were doing their job.

Turning someone into mincemeat?

Deep lacerations to the sub-glottic region,

nil jugular vein involvement.

How'd he get the wound on his rib cage?

We snagged him on a fence.

You're joking. You're supposed to help them, not add to their woes.

We tried to save his life with the dogs on our tails.

I'd like to see you drag an unconscious patient

through a hole in a fence in 10 seconds flat.

Want some gelofusine up, Frank? Yep.

Alright, BP's dropping. It's now 90/52.

He's hypovolemic. Push some fluids through.

Use the rapid infuser.

Cate, can you get these bloods to the lab urgently.

Hook up O-neg while waiting for type and cross-match.

Morphine 10mg, ADT.

He'll need some antibiotics, IV cephazolin 2g.

Frank... Bugger off. We're busy.

Bit harsh, Frank?

Tell that to him. He's bleeding to death.

Did you get an APTT when you asked for those regular coags?

I did.

Something's not right here. Something's not bloody right.

I need his medical records soon as possible.

Okay. BP's dropping. It's 88/48.

What took you so long?

I'm not used to peeing on demand.

I had to run the tap to get in the mood.

Do we need to call work or home or anything?

No, it's my day off. Why?

Kasey, why didn't you go to your GP for this?

That's what I would've done if I have a headache.

He doesn't bulk bill anymore.

I was feeling like crap. Easier to come here.

Why, is there a problem? No, no. No problem.

Let's get you settled into bed. I'll find a doctor for you.

About time.

JACK: I don't know.

For some reason, I was irresistibly attracted

to the idea of parachuting into the hot zone

and taking on ebola in the trenches.

Why didn't you go?

Charlotte, is there something you're not telling me?

Come on, give. Are you thinking of joining an aid organisation?

It's just idle curiosity.

Hey. You looking for something?

The whereabouts of one Charlotte Beaumont.

Why, what's up?

Has she said anything to you about... well, anything?

Somalia, for example?

I'm leaving tomorrow. I'm hoping she'll join me there.

She promised an answer by today.

You've asked Charlotte to go to Somalia with you?

I did.

And she's thinking about it? Absolutely.

But you know what she's like - passionate, professional,

likes to think things through.

She really hasn't mentioned it?

No, she hasn't.

I guess I'll find out soon enough.

Always was an impatient bastard, wasn't I?

Paging Dr Beaumont. I'm busy.

We're all busy, except, it seems, for you. Now, bugger off.

Buggering off as we speak. Catch you later.

With an answer, I hope.

BP's dropping. It's 86/46. Heart rate's 120. Sats are at 90%.

Come on, Reuben.

BP's still dropping.

Hurry them up, Dan.

Bruising's spreading.

He keeps haemorrhaging. It's like the blood keeps pouring out of him.

Thanks.

Looks as though he's on anticoagulant therapy.

He's a haemophiliac.

Why'd a haemophiliac get into a wrecker's yard with attack dogs?

One with a death wish? A wish that may soon be granted.

He'll need 4,000 units recombinant factor 8 over 20 minutes.

We don't know his factor deficiency yet.

If he's got 8 inhibitors, we'll try him on factor 7. Clear? Go.

Alright. I'll call the Blood Bank and get four bags of FFP sent over.

I don't understand -

usually haemophiliacs are so protective of themselves?

Maybe he had good reason for being in the yard.

Right. Well, maybe humans don't always behave rationally.

Rationally? Getting into a yard with guard dogs is crazy.

You've never done anything crazy or reckless in your life?

His BP's still low. His capillary refill is sluggish.

Okay, Reuben. Come on, open your eyes.

His GCS is 8.

Put that straight up, Dan.

Reuben, we know the problem. Stick with us, we'll get you through.

BP's still dropping.

I've locked in the reception centre, the one I told you about.

VON: Wonderful.

Yeah. There's just one other thing left to organise.

I don't have anyone to give me away.

Oh. Well, it's an old-fashioned notion and you're a modern girl.

Just dispense with it.

Yeah, but it's really important to me. I like tradition.

Oh.

No, no, no. Please.

In case you haven't noticed, I'm not a man, I'm not your father...

So? Von, listen to me. I really, really want this.

I can't think of anyone else I'd rather do it.

Hardly traditional, huh?

MAN: Well, hello.

What are you doing here?

Your new girlfriend dumped you already?

I wanted to congratulate you...

That's not very nice.

I would've thought you'd appreciate a friend's good wishes.

We were never friends, Colin, even when we were together.

Especially when we were together.

Shall we go?

So, um, when do I get to meet your new man, you know, get to know him?

We could have a beer?

Go to hell.

Okay, Colin.

Everything alright here?

Yeah, it's fine.

Charlotte, I know you're busy, but can you see a patient?

What's the problem? KASEY: Nurse?

That's her.

Are you okay?

Okay. What happened?

I don't know. Just felt really weird.

Sorry about the...

Oh, no, no. It's fine. I'll clean it up.

Uh, this is Dr Beaumont.

Hi. Hi.

You've had headaches and nausea on and off for a week?

Yeah.

Thought it must've been something I ate.

It's gone too long for that.

BP's 190/104. It was lower when I triaged her.

Is that bad? It's a bit high.

Do you have any medical conditions we should know about?

No.

Family history of heart problems, diabetes, high blood pressure?

Not as far as I know.

Okay, just squeeze my hands as hard as you can.

Good.

Now just press your feet against my hands.

Okay. That's good.

Kasey, do you drink or smoke?

Down to five smokes a day and I hardly ever drink.

Special occasions and stuff, that's all.

Okay. Are you on any medication?

Vitamins.

Alright.

I'll put a cannula in your arm, give you fluids.

You're probably just a little dehydrated.

Jess, I'll take over now. Thanks.

Von, I'll take care of the bloods. Could you do a BSL, please?

Sure. Wh-what's wrong with me?

Um, not sure yet, but we will find out.

10mg maxalon? Yep, and I've charted some morphine.

Good. The bleeding seems to be subsiding.

Mm-mm. The factor 8's kicking in. Cap refill?

About two seconds.

Colour's looking better too.

Well, about bloody time after two bags of Hartmann's,

a unit of gel and four of blood.

Four units of FFP as requested.

Let's get it straight in.

Now, Reuben, I'm going to shine a light in your eyes, okay?

Good.

Reuben, can you hear me?

You're in All Saints Hospital. I'm Dr Campion.

Reuben?

Squeeze my hand, mate. Come on, squeeze my hand.

Good man.

Kasey's micro-urine - NAD. Chest X-ray's clear too.

Ruling out renal problems causing the hypertension, then.

Seems that way.

What's happening with the CT scan?

Traffic jam in Radiology.

Hey, Kasey. How are you doing?

Bored. Do you know what's wrong with me yet?

Actually, we don't.

All the tests we've run came back clear.

Are you on the pill?

Yeah. Why?

Could be why your blood pressure's elevated.

You saying I should go off the pill?

Not saying anything yet.

Listen, just give me pain-killers and I'll go home and sleep it off.

That way you can get the bed back and I can have a smoke.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

Oh! Alright.

See? You're not going anywhere until we get this sorted out.

I just wanted something for the headache. That's all.

I've got my niece's christening on the weekend,

and I'm her godmother, so I have to be okay.

I'm going to be okay, aren't I?

Kasey, when's the last time you saw your GP?

Yonks ago.

Do you remember being told you had high blood pressure?

How old's this niece of yours?

Eight weeks. She's so beautiful.

I was there when she was born. I'll never forget that.

I've got a niece getting married soon.

Yeah?

Well, I hope you don't get killer headaches the week of the big event.

Call me when the CT scan is done.

Oh.

Reuben? Reuben, can you hear me?

Open your eyes, mate.

Come on, open your eyes.

Excellent. You know where you are?

Hospital?

Yep. You're in All Saints Hospital. I'm Dr Campion. I'm in charge.

How you feeling, Reuben?

Like shit.

You in pain?

Everywhere.

Get some pain relief?

Yep. Morphine in 2.5mg increments till he's comfortable.

You have haemophilia. Is that right?

We could've treated you faster if you'd worn a medic alert bracelet.

Must have fallen off.

It's alright. Take it easy.

What is it, mate? Is that kid alright?

What kid?

The little girl inside the yard. Dogs had her trapped.

Frank Campion from All Saints here.

I need you to patch me through to Lorraine Tanner urgently.

Is she?

Hey, you two idiots.

Frank, we've shown you nothing but courtesy when we come here.

Did you find the girl? Is she okay? What are you saying?

Reuben Shah jumped into the yard to save a girl bailed up by the dogs.

Oh, no. Go, go, go!

It's alright. We'll sort it out.

JACK: Uh, Frank...

What is it? Make is snappy, will you?

I haven't got the patience to deal with moronic questions from idiots.

Oh. Yeah, I was just...

Come on, spit it out, spit it out.

Look, I was gonna ask Vincent. Doesn't matter.

Good. Do that. He's your boss.

Thing is, he's in a bad mood. And I'm not?

Yeah, but you're not the moody, silent type, are you?

Is there a question in this?

Yeah. Reuben Shah, haemophilia...

Yeah. What about him?

It's just I've never treated anyone with that before.

I was wondering...

..if there's anything I should look out for in particular.

Elbows and knees. The joints?

Yes.

If he fell when the dogs attacked, he might've injured elbows or knees.

If so, he'll likely have joints full of blood.

Oh, right. So we should organise repeat X-rays and an ultrasound?

No, Jack. Just talk to him. He's been haemophiliac his whole life.

He will know where he's bleeding, alright? Is that enough?

I want to go and get coffee. Good. I'll join you.

Bugger off.

Thank you, Frank.

Am I hurting you?

No, it's fine.

Why were you even at the wrecker's this morning?

Chance. Thought I'd punctured a tyre.

Oh, that's why you stopped?

Heard the screaming when I got out the car.

(winces) Sorry.

Dogs had her bailed up. I couldn't get them to leave her alone.

So you jumped in? Yeah.

Reuben, if I'm hurting you,

I could organise for some pain relief.

It's okay. It's just cold, that's all.

You jumped into a yard with killer dogs,

knowing that one decent bite, you could bleed to death?

Why'd you do it?

Mate, if I thought like that, I wouldn't have done it.

I hate dogs. Yeah, same.

When I was a kid,

I had to walk past this house on the way to school

and the guy had two bull terriers.

He used to call them Bonnie and Clyde.

I love bull terriers. They've got such personality.

Yeah. Psychopathic personalities, like serial killer personalities.

Come on, Dan. That is such a stereotype.

Oh, right. That's right.

You used to walk me to school? That's when we met.

Anyway, they'd wait on the veranda and other kids would walk by,

and it's cool, there's no psycho dogs in there.

The second they saw my face, bam -

they'd be up against that fence like a bloomin' truck.

Don't look at me like that.

I used to have nightmares about these dogs. They'd carry guns.

(chuckles)

Mate, I was terrorised by a border collie once.

Sad but true.

Well, a haemophiliac with a phobia against dogs

and you still jumped in there - you're braver than me.

I just hope that girl's okay, or else it was all for nothing.

The minute we hear about her we'll let you know, okay?

Yep. Thanks. Fingers crossed.

We'll take the portable packs in once the dogs get under control.

Relax, will you? Reuben Shah's just covering his backside.

There's no girl in there.

Why don't you give the dog catchers a hand with the animals?

Not my job. We tried to raise the owners. That's where my duty ends.

Maybe they'll tear his tongue out. Behave.

You know, guys like Shah have got an excuse for everything.

It's their background or their parents.

Give it a rest, please.

We've all heard your opinion on the matter. Either help or walk.

I'm just saying...

Did you run Reuben through your database?

Yeah. And?

So? No form doesn't mean he wasn't pinching car parts.

Probably means he was good at it. Okay. Here's what we'll do.

Once they've got those dogs under control,

we'll split up and meet in the middle of the yard.

If you find the girl and she's injured, don't move her.

Just give us a call, okay?

Should've just shot those bloody mongrels.

Got the plan or not, Turner? I got it.

Still bet money that that scumbag's winding us up.

Could be anywhere in here.

Hello!

Can you hear me? Anybody there?

Check this out. Medic alert bracelet, haemophilia.

Wish we'd noticed before. Might've put us in Frank's good books.

His bark's worse than his bite, Aaron.

Don't talk to me about barks and bites.

Hello!

Great.

Oh, damn.

There's more blood this way.

We're ambulance officers. We're here to help.

SOFT THUD

What was that? What?

GIRL: Over here.

Help me.

Okay. Don't try and move. We're coming.

I've hurt my foot.

Okay. Take it easy.

Those bloody great big dogs... They've been caught. You're safe.

You're in a good mood. Am I?

PAGER BEEPS Something you want to share?

Hold that thought.

This is Charlotte Beaumont. Someone paged me.

Thanks.

This is Charlotte Beaumont.

Where are you?

Where are...

You idiot.

No way to greet your knight in shining armour

who's about to pay $10 to buy you lunch.

You're going all out.

Can I have the next dance?

I think that could be arranged.

Nelson, I'm going for lunch. Got my pager.

Sure.

Well, they seem pretty chummy.

Mr Tremayne's blood results back yet?

Yeah, they are.

So, are we celebrating a long trip away together?

You don't want a decision now, do you? I said tonight.

Here's to tonight's decision.

I just want to make the right choice.

Understood.

Although, I admit, I had been getting a little bit excited

about sharing a tent with you.

Okay. What is it?

When you were talking to Vincent earlier,

did you tell him about all of this?

Explain something to me.

What's happening with you and him?

That is going to take more than a stolen lunch break, Spence.

Give it a shot.

Charlotte, if I'm getting in the way of something here, just tell me.

I know how to rip into reverse.

That's not it. It's ancient history.

Did you ever meet Karen?

Yes, I did, once, before they went to Timor.

Don't even think they were married then.

You're the exact opposite of her in every way.

I don't think he ever got over her. He struggled ever since he got back.

I don't think it's Karen he's been trying to get over.

Spence - ancient history.

I bought you a present.

Uh-oh.

That's what hunters wear when they're shooting lions?

I draw the line at shooting things. PAGER BEEPS

It's a photo-journalist's jacket. All the fashion, apparently.

And it's very handy for doctors who work in trenches.

Well, thank you very much.

This... might come in handy.

Thought you might like to try it on for me tonight.

We can play dress-ups.

You never know your luck.

Thanks for lunch.

Can you feel that?

Okay. Poke your tongue out for me.

What's wrong?

What's the matter with me? What's happened?

Small vomit followed by a fleeting loss of consciousness.

Increasing dizziness with left-sided facial numbness.

BP 195/124. Pulse 96 and sats 97%.

Am I having a... a bike?

Kasey, you might've had a mild stroke. We'll give you medication.

Labetalol 30mg IV push, thanks, Von. Got it.

Whoa, whoa.

Get the arrest trolley.

Need help here.

Cricoid pressure.

I'm in.

Bilateral air entry.

What did her CT scans show?

It's booked but it hasn't happened yet.

I should've made it happen urgently.

Yes, you should've.

Okay. Labetalol 30mg. Expires December 07.

As an IV push, Von. She'll need a heparin infusion too.

Does Neurology know she's here? Already paged them.

I'll get onto ICU, see if there's a bed available.

Thank you.

Rhythm strip looks normal.

Well, that's something to be thankful for.

Girl from the wrecking yard's here. What condition's she in?

No idea. Get Quade on to it.

Josephine Skinner, 14 years old. Attacked by dogs.

10cm laceration to right upper thigh. Minor lacs to arms and legs.

Possible fracture to right ankle.

Okay. We're going through to Acute 2.

BP 110/70, pulse 80, sats 98% on room air.

We've got pain relief? Just the whistle.

Great.

Hey, Josephine. I'm Jack. I'm a doctor.

No bull. I'd never have guessed.

What do you think I am? Kinda cute.

Oh.

Okay, how are you feeling?

Hungry. I didn't get any brekkie.

You couldn't do me a burger and chips, could you?

We'll see what we can do

but we have to get you patched up.

I'm Jo, okay?

Anyone calls me Josephine, I'll bash them.

Jo it is then. Do you think you could wriggle over here?

Hope no-one's croaked it in this bed.

Wanna tell me what you were doing with that girl?

I didn't think she was that serious. She's only 31.

She presented with headaches and nausea.

The only thing I could find was hypertension.

Does she smoke? On the pill? Both.

Then she's a potential stroke victim. Any first-year student knows that.

If we suspected every young female smoker on the pill

as a potential stroke victim,

there wouldn't be a free hospital bed in the State.

There'd be one less girl waiting for a bed in ICU, wouldn't there?

How do you figure that?

Because we would've identified the risk

and treated her accordingly.

Precisely what do you think I should have done, Frank?

I saw her after she came in. Charlotte is right.

She didn't appear very ill.

So you're completely confident you were thorough with this patient?

Have I ever not been thorough with a patient?

If you ever let your love life interfere with your work here,

I will march you out of this building myself.

Forget it.

You did nothing wrong. I did nothing wrong.

This is an antibiotic for the doggy germs.

Doggy germs? Hello? I'm not five years old here.

Stop treating me like a little kid.

You're right. I'm sorry.

It's a drug called cephazolin,

and we give it to anyone who's come in here with a dog bite.

Are you going to stitch me up? No, Dr Quade will.

Like, how many stitches?

Dozens. Probably hundreds.

Cool.

Okay, Jo.

I'm getting some orthopods to come down and review you.

Then after that, we'll take some pictures of your ankle.

Can you not treat her like a kid, Jack?

He means X-rays.

Right, X-rays first, then we'll stitch up those wounds

and you'll be able to go home quicker than you can say 'ta-da'.

Who can we call to pick you up?

I don't have anyone. I can look after myself.

Right.

All set here? Where are the bloody orderlies?

Yes, they're here, Frank.

Come on, you two. Get your fingers out.

Neurology knows she's on her way.

ICU will review her up there. Let's go.

MACHINE BEEPS She's crashing.

Get her back in here, quick.

Here we go again.

Come on, Kasey.

Wanna tell me why you were at the car wrecker's?

It's a short cut. A short cut through two guard dogs?

There never used to be guard dogs there.

My friend said the owners were away, so I thought...

You were stealing car parts.

I wasn't stealing nothing! Josephine...

I was trying to find Mum's old car in there, alright?

She totalled it the day before yesterday.

Mum? You do have a mum?

Hey, it's no big deal.

If you don't wanna tell me why you were there, you don't have to.

I don't wanna know. Let's get that wheelchair...

I left something in the car, okay? A pair of big dangly earrings.

Expensive big dangly earrings?

They were hot.

I stole them.

Yeah, I know what 'hot' means.

So that's why you didn't call out to the ambos,

because you thought you were gonna get into trouble.

What are you stealing for?

They're suppose to be a present for my mum.

It's her birthday today.

Did you get them? No.

I ended up here getting a thousand stitches instead, didn't I?

Okay. Well, let's get you to Radiology and get those X-rays done.

Hey, that guy that saved me, is he alright?

Um...

What's happening here?

We're waiting on a bed upstairs.

Are you up for a visitor? Yeah.

Reuben, Jo.

I think you guys might've already met.

Hey.

Man, I owe you big-time. No, you don't.

Yes, I do. You should've seen him this morning.

He jumps, like, a 50m fence,

then starts chucking rocks at the dogs and yelling his head off.

I'd be pet food if you hadn't have come along.

She's exaggerating. No way. He was awesome.

Those dogs were bigger than you were.

They were killers. I nearly wet myself.

You're not the only one.

Sorry you got banged up.

Hey, I'm fine.

They kicked me out of the executive suite, so I must be okay.

How about you? You doing alright?

Yeah, I'm cool.

Got a buggered foot and I'm getting a thousand stitches.

Okay. Let's get those X-rays.

You rock, man. Deadset.

See ya.

Looks like you got yourself a fan there.

I'm just glad she's okay.

Yeah. Well, Superman, your work is done.

So why don't you kick back and get some rest?

MACHINE BEEPS

Check for a pulse.

CONTINUOUS BEEP

No output.

Adrenaline 1mg.

Charging 360.

Clear.

Fine VF. Adrenaline 1mg in.

Charging 360 again.

Clear.

CONTINUOUS BEEP

Still VF.

No output, Charlotte.

Charging... Charlotte.

How long's she been down?

48 minutes.

She's gone.

No, no problems. Yep, we'll keep her here, then.

Okay. Yep. See you then.

Jo Skinner's X-rays, and her mother is on the way in.

I thought there was no-one we could call.

She's a good kid, Jack.

Cate, can you cover for me, just for a couple of minutes?

Sure. Thanks.

There was nothing you could've done.

She was only 31, Nelson.

If you can't save someone that age, what the hell are we doing here?

Called her sister? No. No. I was just about to.

I'll do it.

Vincent, you up for a drink tonight?

No, thanks.

Okay. Anyone?

Yeah.

Watch where you're going!

Dozy bloody dipstick.

Where the hell do you get off, Frank?

I call it as I see it. Get your bloody eyes tested.

Lorraine, you've spent half a day here, but I'm still the boss.

Because you've got a hide as thick as a buffalo's

doesn't mean everyone else has.

I don't know how you work with him.

Alright. I'll see if Reuben's ready for the ward.

And I'll just... be over here.

JACK: There we go.

Now, after this, we're going to put a cast on that ankle of... yours.

Hey. Close your eyes.

What for? Just do it.

Hold out your hand.

Okay.

What do you think?

You got these for me?

No, I got them for your mother. It is her birthday, isn't it?

They rock, Dan.

Jo's mum's here. Cool.

Jojo, you okay?

What the bloody hell happened to her?

Well, Jo has fractured her ankle.

And, like, a million stitches.

Poor baby, hey.

She's been very brave, Mrs Skinner.

Yeah. She's got more balls than her father, that's for bloody sure.

Hey, Mum, happy birthday. I didn't get time to wrap them.

Oh. Oh, they're gorgeous, pet.

Try them on, Mum.

What are you gawking at?

Your ears aren't pierced.

Yeah, well, they're not for my ears.

(chuckles)

Paging Dr Spencer.

Spence?

(gasps)

You are a complete nutbag, do you know that?

Not exactly the description I was looking for, but...

Oh, this is going to go straight to my head.

I've had a really bad day.

You want to talk about it?

I, um... lost a patient that I shouldn't have.

Okay. So here's the deal.

We drink this champagne... Mmm.

I've never seen you drunk. Could be interesting.

And then you tell me that you've decided to come to Somalia with me.

And then we should make love.

Not necessarily in that order.

You make me feel like I'm 16 years old all over again.

I've been completely stupid since I met you.

That's a bad thing?

It's a great thing.

I've worked really hard to get my life in order

and... if I go overseas with you,

I'm throwing away my emergency fellowship and...

It's okay. I understand.

Do you?

I'm not going to pretend I'm not disappointed.

But, yeah, I understand.

I don't know what I'm doing, Spence,

but I do know that...

..I wouldn't trade a minute of the last few weeks.

Me either.

If I were to change my mind...

..would the offer still be on the table?

I don't know.

I mean, there's women all over the world

who would clamber for this opportunity.

Are you really turning me down?

Do I get to keep the photo-journalist's jacket?

Only if you don't wear it for anyone else, okay?

Okay.

I love you.

Bravest thing I ever did was eat from the hospital cafeteria.

I think I'm braver than the lot of you. I'm marrying him.

How long will you be away for?

Week of the wedding, plus two weeks for the honeymoon.

Bit risky, isn't it?

What if we like your replacement more than you?

One thing's certain - she won't be as pretty as you, Nelson.

I'm just hoping she'll survive Frank. Hang on. Who's replacing you?

Nursing Admin are importing someone.

We'll have a stranger running the ED for a month?

She starts next week, so by the time I'm gone, she'll know the ropes.

This sucks.

Sorry, Jess, I want my future husband to myself for a while.

Okay. Too much information. Refills?

I'll get them. Same again?

Look who's here.

Oh, Frank, we're off duty.

I know. That's why I'm buying you both a beer.

You are? Come on, come on. What do you want?

No, I'm tell you what. We'll buy you a drink.

Double single malt, no ice.

Done.

By the way, our bleeder's stable. You did well getting him in so quickly.

We did? Hats off to you.

Don't know how I'd cope on the coalface.

I've always wondered the same thing about you guys.

We scoop them up, bring them in. You've gotta put them back together.

Yeah. Geez, they're slow here, aren't they?

Fancy running into you here. Yeah, fancy that.

Look, I know you're angry with me and I probably deserve that.

Probably?

You cheated on me, Colin, with my best friend, in my bed.

That was one of the nicer things you did.

Who's that? I made some mistakes.

I just thought maybe we could be friends?

No, we can't. Don't walk away.

I mean it. Get your hands off me.

You heard her, mate.

You're Nelson, right? Colin Fenely.

Just go home, Colin. Please.

It's a public bar. Man's allowed to drink here if he wants.

It might be an idea to find another watering hole.

Well, if we can't be adult about this...

He's not worth it.

You'll keep.

You alright?

Yeah. I made a mess, though.