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What's up, Cate? What've we got?

Troy Matthews. 20 years old.

Fell from a tree rescuing his sister's cat.

Penetrating eye injury with branch embedded.

That much is obvious.

Not a good idea. Keep your hands by your side.

Suspected fracture to the left ankle.

How far did he fall?

About five metres.

Multiple cuts and abrasions to the face, hands and arms.

Ah!

Watch what you're doing, you stupid idiot!

Curtis, get someone to clean this up

before somebody trips and breaks their leg.

Ah, I'll be with you in a second.

He's slightly hypertensive. BP 150/90, pulse 120, GCS 13.

It's okay, Troy. You're in All Saints Hospital.

We've gotta keep this branch in your eye a bit longer.

The cup is holding it in place and protecting you, okay?

C-spine immobilised. Left ankle splinted.

Cannula inserted. Hartmann's running.

And Smokey the cat... is safe. Glad to hear it wasn't all in vain.

I'm Dr Campion, Troy. I'm just going to have a listen to your chest.

Ah! Please, help me!

We are, mate. We are. Just relax.

Equal air entry bilaterally.

We'll need anaesthetic eye drops.

And metaclopramide? 10mg IMI.

He's got a ruptured globe.

Call the ophthalmology registrar, get him here fast.

Call his next of kin, will you? Yeah.

Contact Theatre.

Already done. They're setting up now.

Glad to hear you're on the ball on your last day, Nelson.

Full set of trauma X-rays, second large bore cannula in,

bloods for group and hold, FBC, UEC and blood cultures.

Hey, Cate. Who's replacing Nelson?

I've got no idea.

We've got a really bad trauma in Resus.

Mrs Austin from Acute 2 is coming back from Radiology.

Can you settle her in? Sure.

I don't know why they didn't ask us to do it.

We know the department better than anybody.

Yeah. You would've been great, Jess. I don't just mean me.

Certainly not letting some ring-in push me around, that's for sure.

I bet.

Oh. Hi.

Hi. I'm...

I'm Deanna. I'm filling in as Nursing Unit Manager.

Dan Goldman. Welcome to ED. Thanks.

Jess. Hi.

Talk about making an entrance!

Don't worry about it. We're hard to shock down here.

I hope it's not an indication of how the next four weeks will go.

You'll be fine.

The ED's the same as everywhere, except three times faster.

I'm used to working on my toes.

We've operated with skeleton staff on the ward the last few months.

It's been a nightmare.

Where were you before this?

One of the Urology wards. Then I became a NUM with no ward.

Bed closures? Know the feeling.

Ward 17, right?

Mmm.

I like to do my homework.

You wonder what the 'powers that be' are thinking sometimes, don't you?

Yeah, especially when patients are clogging up Emergency

because we can't find them beds on the wards.

So, that's one of the challenges ahead of me.

Challenge No.1.

Frank, this is Deanna Richardson.

Pleasure to meet you, Dr Campion. I look forward to working with you.

Don't.

Challenge No.2, right?

Come on. Let's go meet the team.

Got his paperwork?

Yeah. Cheers.

It's just not fair. I mean... she can't be much older than me.

Perhaps she's got more experience.

I'd like to know how much experience she has in the Emergency Department.

Not a lot, actually.

I spent most of my time working on the wards.

I hope you'll be patient while I get used to things around here.

Don't worry. We'll be kind.

Trained a few NUMs in our time.

Deanna, this is Von and Cate and...

..well, you've already met Jess and Dan.

DEANNA: Mm-hm.

I'm sure you're all busy, so I'll catch up with you during the day.

I'll show you round.

Hey. Smooth, Jess. Shut up, Dan.

Charlotte, I'll have the orthopods review this guy.

Thanks, Jack.

This is Jack Quade. He's on our surgical team.

And our Emergency fellow, Charlotte Beaumont.

Deanna's looking after the place while I'm gone.

Oh, welcome aboard. Thank you.

Don't worry, we'll look after him.

Oscar Wu's collapsed on his rounds. They're sending him down.

Collapsed from what?

No idea, Charlotte.

Dan. DAN: Coming.

Oscar.

Mmm.

Not feeling too good, huh?

Well, that much is clear.

Alright. Let's get you a bed and find out what's going on.

Three.

I'd just finished examining a woman with pseudotumor cerebri.

Fascinating condition, but terribly frustrating for the patient.

We were talking about you, Oscar.

You were telling us how you collapsed.

Yes, I was about to perform a lumbar puncture

to check for intracranial pressure

when I felt this stabbing pain down my right side

and my legs went out from under me.

So it came on very suddenly?

Well, my patient was most concerned. Ironic, really.

Have you noticed any other symptoms?

No, which is quite bizarre, don't you... (groans)

Oscar, we'll get you something for that pain.

Morphine? 2.5mg IMI.

(strained) No, no. I'll be fine, thank you.

Are you sure?

If we never experience pain, how can we understand pleasure?

We'll see how long that lasts.

How are you doing, Oz? Are they treating you okay?

G'day, mate.

Have you met our latest recruit? Sean Everleigh.

He's a touch sceptical about my philosophies.

A touch, huh?

DAN: Hey, Sean.

Nice to meet you. What do you think?

Appendicitis? Incarcerated hernia? Torsion of the testes, maybe?

Hopefully not all of the above. OSCAR: Hopefully.

I haven't had a chance to examine him yet.

Don't let me stop you.

I have some things to sort out about the neuro theatre list,

if that's okay?

I'll have upstairs under control in no time, Oz.

Don't worry about a thing.

MAN: I'll sue! Sue the lot of you!

It's okay, Mr Hegarty. We'll get it sorted.

That's what they said last time.

If I die, my wife will take you to the cleaners, I swear.

What's the problem, Jess?

He had an operation last week, and now has an infection.

It's bloody negligence, that's what.

Take him to Sub-Acute.

I tell you, mate, I'll be onto my lawyer by day's end!

Where's Hughes? In Theatre, with the eye patient.

Get Quade, then. Okay.

Should I let Admin know we could have a legal problem?

Yep.

The CSF looked clear, but I'm still waiting on lab results.

Good - we'll need to discuss options with her,

then formulate a medical regime.

I can do that. I'm sure you can.

She said she thought you were "very handsome".

She's hedging her bets. She told me the same thing about you.

(clears throat) You want me gone, right?

That would be nice.

I'm sure this lovely lady will have your chakras aligned in no time.

Yeah. Going now.

DAN: Catch you later, Sean.

He's a very good doctor.

A touch arrogant, don't you think?

Oh, yes, but I like that in my team. He keeps things interesting.

Okay, There's no rebound tenderness in the right iliac fossa region,

so it's unlikely to be appendicitis, and I can't feel a hernia.

Oh! Yeah, that hurts. That hurts. Okay.

How about here? Ah!

Ah! Yes. Yes. Yes.

Sorry about that, Oscar. The pain seems confined to the flank region.

What do you think we've got?

Pyelonephritis maybe?

OSCAR: (strained) Or malrotation of the bowel.

Punishment for that decadent boardroom lunch I had yesterday.

I normally eat my lunch at the park. Ooh! (Groans)

Oscar, you're not showing any other symptoms of that,

and besides, it's very rare in adults,

so let's wait and see what the ultrasound shows

before we get carried away.

I'll take these bloods and then I'll whip you up to Radiology.

Can you make a fist for me?

Look, I don't normally make assumptions,

but I would like to be ready if I'm going to surgery.

I'll organise a surgical consult.

Good. Get Vincent here. Maybe he'll get to the bottom of this.

Vincent's in Theatre, but Dr Quade is available.

Look, no disrespect to Dr Quade - I'm sure he'll be a fine surgeon,

but I would prefer to speak to Vincent, please.

I'll see what I can do.

So much for letting the universe take care of things?

Just get Vincent.

(winces)

How long's it been like this? A couple of days.

Why didn't you come in sooner?

After what they did? I'm only here thanks to the wife.

Hernias are usually fixed with keyhole surgery.

You've had a laparotomy. Did they explain why?

Something about my bowel. I don't know.

You must've had bowel damage...

All I know is, I woke up with half my guts missing!

Take it easy. It's okay, sir.

I'll get his notes. Thanks.

Let's concentrate on making you feel better,

then we'll work out where this infection's from.

I know where it came from - they've left something in there.

That happens a lot. I want an X-ray.

I'll start you on some IV antibiotics first.

Then we'll give you morphine for the pain.

Can you take bloods - FBC, UEC, cultures and group and hold.

Then we'll do a FAST. Okay.

Okay, Dave, it looks like you've got peritonitis,

an inflammation of the membrane...

They stuffed up? I knew it!

It may have nothing to do with surgery.

Yeah, right. You're just trying to cover your arse, mate.

(groans)

When did he come in? 30 minutes ago.

He was coping, but the pain's getting worse.

Oh, Vincent, thank goodness.

Oscar, how you doing? Has he had X-rays?

And an ultrasound. Charlotte's getting the results now.

Please, Vincent, this must be serious. The pain is excruciating.

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

There's nothing to sort out. All Oscar has to do is urinate.

You have kidney stones -

not life-threatening, but as you're well aware, extremely painful.

(grunts) Can I see?

Unfortunately all we can do is give you fluids and wait for it to pass.

You might want to reconsider that morphine.

I need you to lie still, Dave.

What is that thing? It's called a FAST machine.

It's like an ultrasound. It'll help us to see inside your abdomen.

It's okay. Just lie still.

Okay. You're going to feel some pressure here.

Agh!

Won't take long.

Fair bit of shadowing. Yeah.

Definitely a collection there.

CATE: Whoa.

That's great.

It's okay.

Looks like we'll have matching uniforms. His notes.

It's okay, Dave. It's alright.

Jack?

What's going on?

Looks like you've popped a couple of stitches.

We'll get it fixed up.

Don't touch me! Where's a phone?

You can't. You need to go to Theatre.

I wanna go home! Leave me alone! (yells)

Get the wound covered.

Yep. Can you get some trauma pads? Thanks, Deanna.

Get your hands off me! It's okay. Relax. Come on.

What are you bastards doing to me?

Listen. The more you struggle, the worse it'll get, alright?

Let us help you.

I wanna go! I know you do.

Deanna, we need him to lie flat, or else he could rupture the bowel.

Okay, Dave. Okay. It's okay.

DRAMATIC MUSIC

SIREN WAILS

(groans)

Has the morphine kicked in?

(groans) I thought some visualisation might work,

but...(groans) my little stones are turning into boulders.

Yeah, visualisation stuff doesn't really work for me either.

Whenever I visualise waves lapping on the beach,

all I see is chicks in bikinis.

Whatever it is you're talking about, count me in.

You don't look too crash-hot, mate. Thanks, Sean.

I thought you'd wanna know the results of Mrs Calib's LP are back,

and there's no infection.

That's good news. Yeah, it is.

So we've discussed treatment options

and booked her in for a VP shunt tomorrow afternoon.

Anything I can do for you? (pants) More drugs.

It's a little too soon to give you some more morphine,

but how about we get you up and about?

Maybe that'll speed things along. I'll give you a hand.

They say passing kidney stones is as bad as childbirth, you know.

Okay, okay. Here we go.

Oh, oh, oh!

(grunts) That's the way. That's the way.

We'll fix this up and you'll be fine.

I only came in to get my hernia repaired.

I know. You have every right to be upset.

If the hospital's to blame, we'll find out. I'll make sure of that.

It was meant to make me feel better. And you will.

Dr Quade's an excellent doctor. You just have to let him do his job.

We'll just clean this up with some clorhex.

And cover it with a non-occlusive dressing.

Sure.

(groans) Take it easy.

Yeah. Oh.

PAGER BEEPS

Are you right here? Yeah.

Yeah.

I want surgery.

It's not an option. You know that. Then make it one!

Okay. I'll ask Charlotte, okay?

Are you alright? Yeah.

Dr Jekyll's just turned into Mr Hyde.

The pain relief hasn't touched the side.

You're doing the right thing keeping him on his feet.

Sorry, I didn't mean to interfere. Urology background.

That's okay.

Hey, anything I can do to help Oscar.

Watching a man go through that isn't fun.

We could give him more morphine, but it'll restrict his mobility.

There is something.

It's radical for the public health system, but it'll relieve him.

Right now, he'll try anything. So will I.

Okay. Let's give it a go.

You've been working with her. What's she like?

She's a good nurse, Jess.

Oh. (Groans with relief)

How's that?

Oh. Incredible!

Is that really working?

Mmm. It's the same as acupuncture.

By putting pressure on certain meridian points,

it improves the flow of chi, or positive energy.

The powers of shiatsu have been used by the Japanese for centuries.

Well, any time you need to practise...

I'll keep you in mind.

OSCAR: Oh. Oh, no.

What's wrong?

I need to pee.

(yells)

I'm sorry. I didn't realise there was anyone here.

What are you doing here?

Exploring.

And you're doing that because...

I like exploring.

Of course you do.

Did you make that?

Never been good at crafty things.

Never see the point in spending hours on something

that'll sit on a shelf.

Sean, is it? Yeah.

Look, Sean, I just don't...

You don't like me, right?

I didn't say that.

I have this habit of rubbing people up the wrong way.

What exactly do you do?

I'm a neurosurgical registrar upstairs with Oscar.

You must be very busy. Better get back to work.

Look, I didn't mean to be rude with Oscar before.

He was in a great deal of pain.

I was trying to get the examination done...

Understood, and I didn't mean to be rude either.

Oscar was worried about his patients.

I just wanted to let him know they were okay.

So it's nice to meet you, Dr...

Beaumont. Nice to meet you too, Dr...

Everleigh.

(Oscar screams)

God, it sounds so painful.

No different to what thousands of women go through every day.

But at least when you have a baby,

there's something to show for it.

I suppose so.

How's Oscar doing?

(Oscar screams in distance) Forget I asked.

We have one urine sample, but no kidney stone.

Poor Oscar.

Deanna, we may look at doing some repeat X-rays.

It's possible the stone's blocking the urethra.

There was no indication of that in his earlier films, so...

The stone could've moved since then.

Vincent, you know how long this takes. Let's let it run its course.

You're happy to leave him in this much pain?

His obs are fine. If an X-ray was warranted, I would've ordered one.

From a surgical perspective, it's more than warranted.

Fine.

You normally get your own way, so why do I bother fighting it?

DEANNA: So, was that repeat abdo X-rays, Dr Hughes?

Yes, and write him up for 5mg morphine, please.

Thank you. Come with me, please, Doctor.

I wonder what's going on there.

Not my problem anymore.

Don't ever do that to me, Charlotte. What?

Don't undermine me in front of a colleague, especially a new one.

(sighs) Okay. I'm sorry. I'm just not having a great day.

When did he leave?

He flew out this morning.

I was half expecting you to go with him.

I almost did.

Well, for what it's worth,

I'm really sorry things didn't...

Don't you dare. He's gone. It's exactly what you wanted.

I don't get off on seeing you upset. You know me better.

So, how come you didn't go with him? (sighs)

It was a six-week romance.

You can't plan your entire life around that.

We did.

We didn't know any better, and besides,

moving in together isn't the same as jetting off to another country.

How long will he be away?

Didn't we decide we weren't going to do this?

What?

This crying on each other's shoulders thing?

That was a great plan. Let's stick to that.

Charlotte...

Why couldn't you just be happy for me, Vincent?

Probably for the same reason you couldn't be happy for me.

Well, according to the surgical report,

everything went like clockwork.

There were no post-op complications.

He was released on day three with oral ABs, which he's still taking.

There were no other problems

other than when he presented today with the infection.

You've taken bloods? Yeah.

I started him on IV antibiotics and Hartmann's.

And taken a swab - that's in Pathology for an MCS.

Um... he's threatening to sue.

Let's take a look at him.

Any idea how this might've got infected?

No. I was in good shape before the operation.

Look, if you've buggered me for life, what am I gonna do?

Alright. Call the labs, get them to do some blood films

and a differential white cell count.

Give him a dose of gentamicin, 100mg IV, please.

Sure.

We'll take you to Theatre to wash this wound out

and make sure there's no damage to your bowel.

No way! After this, you're not operating.

You have no choice. Do you understand?

(shouts) I'm not going to Theatre! We need to control this.

We'll do everything we can to find the source of the infection.

Dave, is there anyone I can call?

My wife.

My wife will come in

when she's organised someone to pick up the kids.

Okay.

How long will I be here?

Well, it depends on what they find in Theatre,

but unfortunately, we can't let you go anywhere

until the infection's cleared.

Should've taken out income protection.

I'm sure your boss will understand.

I'm self-employed. I can't afford to have one day off.

This'll send me under.

I've referred it to Infection Control and they'll get back to me

if they find out about other post-op infections.

Have we got pathology results back yet?

Still waiting. I'll give them a hurry-up.

FRANK: Curtis, my office, now.

Yes, it's Deanna Richardson from the ED.

Yeah.

I'm wondering if the pathology results were available

on Mr David Hegarty.

Sure, I'll wait.

I've spent the last 10 minutes trying to explain to Admin

why they don't have a copy of last week's nursing expenditure report.

That was 10 minutes I didn't have to waste!

I've been behind.

Just because you're getting married

doesn't mean this department grinds to a halt.

You'll have the report by the end of the day.

Bloody oath, otherwise you're not going to your suit-fitting

or whatever the hell it is.

I don't care if you walk down the aisle in your underpants.

I wasn't sure if you wanted these left out there.

Thank you. Is he always that pleasant?

He likes letting people know who's boss, that's all.

How do you deal with it?

Well, he makes some noise, but his heart's in the right place.

Take your word for it.

Is there anything else I should know?

Yeah.

Don't let him think he's in charge of nursing staff.

Then he's unbearable. No chance of that!

DEANNA: Dr Campion...

Quick. I'm late for a meeting.

I wanna sort things out about the running of the department.

You're in charge of nurses and don't cross the line?

I've heard it all before.

That's not how I work.

As far as I'm concerned, the ED's totally different to the wards.

You're the boss.

You get what you want, including nursing staff.

Is that so?

I want you to be straight with me -

to set an example for the rest of the department.

That it?

For the moment.

Well, Deanna, if all that's true,

it may just be a pleasure doing business with you.

Feeling's mutual, Dr Campion.

This should warm you up, Dave.

How you feeling? Sick.

Deanna, can you do me a favour

and change the nasal prongs over to an oxygen mask?

I need to talk to Jack. Sure.

Won't be long now, Dave, we'll be taking you to Theatre.

I have to get back to work.

What do you do?

Own an oyster farm.

Who have you had looking after things since the operation?

Dave?

Who's been looking after things? (breathes heavily)

His heart rate's up, but he's having rigors.

Right. Let's start him with metoclopramide, 20mg, slow IV push.

If that doesn't work, try some ondansatron.

Sure.

You might wanna call Infection Control.

Why?

Seems our patient was in the water checking his oyster beds

the day after leaving hospital.

What? He shouldn't have done anything.

He couldn't afford someone to fill in,

and there's a family to look after.

He swears he didn't wet the dressing,

but there's a big chance that's where the infection's from.

Yep. Better get back.

Thanks.

She seems to be on the ball.

Yeah, and easier on the eye than Nelson, too.

Two ampoules of metoclopramide.

Two ampoules of metoclopramide.

You alright? Never been better.

Things not working out with Vincent?

Things over with Vincent. I'm sorry to hear that.

Me too. What can I say?

I knew what I was getting myself into, and still went there.

If you don't put yourself out there, you'll never find the right one.

(laughs) What is this?

You're getting married

so all of a sudden you're the love guru?

Suits me well, don't you think?

Hey, I'm really happy for you, Nelson. Have I told you that?

Thanks.

Also means there's hope for me yet!

Mm-hm.

I wasn't expecting you for another hour.

I know.

I've got a meeting in Admin. I'll grab my stuff and walk with you.

Sure.

Hello. What are you doing here? Waiting for Nelson.

Kerry, has Colin been calling again? Yeah.

Come on. This is harassment. You've gotta do something.

He's just throwing a tantrum, like he always does.

He wasn't even interested in what I was doing

until he heard about the wedding.

If I just keep ignoring him, he'll get bored.

And if he doesn't? He will. I guarantee you.

Look, you could put out an AVO on him.

Then he might think he actually matters in my life.

I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

Alright, but if it goes on...

I'll go to the police, I promise.

It's fine, Von. Really.

Let's go.

NELSON: You alright? Yeah.

Colin, uh, still bothering you?

(laughs) Do you and Von actually tag-team on this stuff?

Or did you just live together for way too long?

Honestly, a bit of both.

Come on. You just seem a bit stressed.

I wonder why? It's a week before the wedding.

I've got a fiance who hasn't worked out who his best man is.

I told you, I will!

You know I'm not gonna let him hurt you.

Yeah.

Good.

Okay, people. Get out your wallets.

Is this a hold-up? No.

I'm collecting money for the wedding present.

What are we getting them?

Well, I found these really gorgeous matching bedside lamps.

Bedside lamps?

I don't see what's wrong with bedside lamps.

No-one expects you to contribute. I'd like to.

Okay. Thanks.

She doesn't even know Nelson. She's just being nice.

Oh, Vincent, I was just about to page you.

Oscar's X-rays.

Great. How's he doing? Still the same.

He hasn't urinated again,

not that you can blame him after last time, though.

Well, there's no blockage. That rules out surgery.

At least the stone's moving. Slowly.

Start him on a bolus of normal saline, 500ml over 15 minutes,

and see if that works.

Cate, Cate, Cate. I need money for the wedding present.

Sure. I've just gotta give this first.

Ooh, sorry.

It's okay, Dan.

Dan, I've got it. It's alright.

You right? Yeah.

(whispers) Cate and Vincent have broken up.

Oh. That was short and sweet.

NELSON: Frank. Just hold the... hold the lift!

Uh... look, I've been thinking. Um...

Would you be my best man?

Haven't you got any friends?

Well, you know, I did calculations, Frank,

and you're the closest thing that I could come up with.

You know, if you don't wanna do it, I understand, you know?

Would I have to wear a suit? Of course you do.

(sighs)

It looks like you were right about the infection.

They're still doing the tests,

but they're pretty sure the bacteria's one found in water.

That's good news for the hospital.

(grunts)

Ooh, hang on.

It's alright, Dave. I've got something for the nausea.

(despairingly) Oh, God.

(yells) Help me! Help!

I need help in here! What's up? Oh...

He was dry-retching and the wound opened again.

Okay. Let's get him into Resus. Don't let me die! (Cries)

We're doing everything to help you, Dave. Try and stay still.

(whimpers)

CATE: Ready to move? JACK: Yep. Go.

Let's secure this wound and get him to Theatre.

BP's dropped, 95/50. 500ml of gel going up.

Frank, he's arresting. V-tach at 240.

Get the paddles. CATE: Behind you.

Come on. Set up to 200.

Sorry. Charging to 200.

MACHINES BEEP FRANK: Get an airway in, Jack.

Size 8? Yep.

Clear.

VON: Still in VT.

Charge to 200 again.

JACK: Cricoid.

That's got it. BEEPING CHANGES

Clear.

RAPID BEEPING

Good air entry. Still in V-tach.

Charge to 360.

BP 80/50.

Push those fluids through. Put up another bag of gel.

JESSICA: Yep. Clear.

Line's wide open. Get up to CPR.

Charge to 360 again.

Adrenaline 1mg. JESS: Going in.

Clear.

Sinus rhythm.

Okay. BP's climbing, 100/55.

Ventilate and take him to Theatre. There's a long way to go yet.

You want me to call them? Already done. Orderlies are waiting.

Push those fluids.

Hurry it up. We've gotta move him.

CATE: Hey. Here's that money I owe. Oh, thanks.

Deanna, are you okay?

Yeah. I'm fine.

I can't believe you guys work under that sort of pressure all the time.

You get used to it.

Yeah, but you make it look so easy. You were amazing.

Well, I am. I don't know about the rest.

There's a few tricks we can run through with you.

That'd be great.

First I've gotta go and face Dr Campion.

Do you want some advice? Desperately.

Attack is the best form of defence, so get in first.

Right. Thanks. Or you could just be yourself.

No, the stereotactic biopsy on the astrocytoma patient

will need to be rescheduled.

Okay. Check for me, please.

You know what I don't get?

Why don't people listen to their doctors?

Because not everyone thinks that you're God.

Well, they should.

Don't get into filthy water the day after surgery. How hard's that?

Alright. You don't have to shoot the messenger!

Want one, from one god to another...

I know, but Oscar will not be working the rest of the day. Trust me.

Tomorrow at 4:00? That's great. Thanks.

Do I know you?

Don't think so.

The answer to your question is simple -

doctors don't listen to their patients.

I beg your pardon?

Not you. You're probably a very good listener.

If a doctor's blubbering about staying out of water,

and the patient isn't making eye contact,

it's likely that the instruction will be ignored,

or underestimated.

We should talk about it over a beer.

Who was that? Don't know. Wasn't listening.

Have you seen Dr Campion?

Heading towards Triage. Can I help?

Uh, no.

It's almost 3:00.

Yeah, I know. Just go, Nelson.

Not until I'm sure everything that should be done is done.

Whatever you don't finish, I'll take care of.

Thanks, but once piece of paperwork not filed,

one paperclip out of place,

and Frank'll never let me forget it.

He's my best man - I don't wanna spend my wedding day being lectured.

You got the job because you're mates?

No, no, no. I never met him before I started working here.

I'll just print up a nursing expenditure report, and I'm gone.

I'll give it to him, if you like? Sure?

I need to talk to him anyway. Thanks.

Alright, well, the in-tray's empty, all the paperwork's done,

so, I guess the only thing left to say is good luck.

I'll be fine. Just enjoy yourself.

Don't worry about a thing.

Seriously, if you get into any trouble, just call me.

I'm not calling you on your honeymoon, Nelson.

See you at drinks on Friday. If there's anything you need...

You've done so much already, you wedding planner extraordinaire.

Thank you so much.

Curtis, tell me where you get your suit.

Sure. Come on. You two should go.

Okay. Well, we'll see you all Friday.

Don't forget,

anyone who can't make the wedding is welcome at the reception.

Come on, show's over. Back to work. That means you too, Jess.

(strained) Oh! Please! Someone make this stop!

Oscar, I told you to stay in bed until I came back.

OSCAR: I need to urinate again. (grunts) You little...

He hasn't passed it yet? Sorry?

Oscar. Uh... apparently not.

I don't know you. Piss off.

Everleigh, Sean.

Idiot - move!

Rightio then.

It's time you and I had a chat.

Maybe I've taken up the wrong specialty.

Things are far more exciting down here than in Neurosurgery.

You think so?

I get a vibe about things.

Doesn't rate with Oscar's karmic universe routine, I admit,

but it's up there on the intuition scale.

I guess there's a bizarre attraction to the madness.

How long have you worked here?

Uh, about a year. I was a paramedic before that.

A woman of action. I like that. Action you're not going to see.

Is that right? You better believe it.

You're pretty full of yourself, you know that?

I guess that makes two of us then.

(Oscar screams)

How's Dave?

He's stable. He's in recovery. That's good.

I might check on Oscar. Yeah.

Can't wait to see what message he finds in this.

Congratulations, Oscar.

You're the proud owner of one kidney stone.

How you feeling?

I feel like I should hand out cigars!

(all laugh)

Before you say anything,

I'll familiarise myself with all equipment before tomorrow.

That would be the smart thing to do.

I am sorry. I wasn't expecting the pace of the Resus bay.

Apart from that, how'd you rate your first day?

I think I'm gonna learn a lot. Oh, I can guarantee that.

I don't shy away from a challenge, Dr Campion.

So that's why you're here - for the challenge?

Not just that.

The privilege of working with

one of the finest directors of emergency medicine in the country

also appeals.

Mmm. There is that, too.

Okay, now we've established you're the president of my fan club,

wanna tell me the real reason you're here?

I found myself at a crossroads.

I could either stay where I was

and wind up in 20 years wondering what I'd done with my life,

or I could grab every opportunity and see where it takes me.

I chose option B.

Well, you better strap yourself in, 'cause you're in for a bumpy ride.

I'm up for it.

I don't wanna have to pick up anyone's slack,

and I don't expect members of your team to do that either.

I want 110% concentration and effort.

100% of the time. Clear?

No problem. Good.

Speaking of which, the nursing expenditure report.

Oh, good. Yeah.

I knew Nelson had other things on his mind,

so I cleared his backlog.

Good.

Maybe I should've been

familiarising myself with the Resus bay instead.

No, no, no. This is good.

It'll stop Admin from chewing my backside tomorrow morning.

Thank you. My pleasure.

Deanna.

I was heading to Cougars for a drink.

If you're not doing anything...

It's an ED tradition, you know, after the first shift and all.

Wouldn't want to break tradition.

So, do doctors come to these initiation drinks?

Sometimes they come along, yeah.

See you at Cougars later on, Dr Quade?

I've gotta do this patient transfer to Admin, but sure.

See you there.

Oh, don't worry, champ.

You could always take me out for dinner. You do owe me.

Von.

I've agreed to be Nelson's best man.

Drew the short straw, hey?

Yeah, something like that.

Do you know if he has bridesmaids or matron of honour

or whatever you call them?

No. Bugger.

You looking for a date, Frank? I'm looking for something.

The day won't be a complete loss. I'll be there.

I'm giving Kerry away.

Better dust off your dancing shoes, then.

(laughs) You couldn't keep up with me.

Oh, is that a challenge?

Yep. You're on. (chuckles)

What will you do now you've got the place to yourself?

I'm sure I'll find something to do with my time, you know?

You haven't got any pointers?

It's just that Kathleen's spending all her time with Alison,

playing mothers and daughters.

Well, you enjoy it.

Yeah, I suppose I could work 30 hours more a week.

Yes. Or you could get a life.

That's rich, coming from you.

I have a life, Frank -

dress fittings, wedding invitations, cake, music...

..floral arrangements...

SLOW, JAZZY PIANO TUNE

(woman sings) ♪ Now you say you're lonely

♪ You cried the whole night through

♪ Well you can cry me a river

♪ Cry me a river

♪ I cried a river over you

♪ Now you say you're sorry

♪ For being so untrue

♪ Well you can cry me a river

♪ Cry me a river

♪ I cried a river over you

♪ I cried a river

♪ Over you ♪

APPLAUSE AND CHEERING

Thank you.

We're going to take a short break. We'll be back in a moment.

Well? Well.

Hello, stranger.

Eve.

You're looking good, Dr Campion. Bloody liar.

Thanks.

What, no "Eve, you're looking as gorgeous as ever"?

Listen, Evie, you're looking more gorgeous that you ever did.

Trust me, you are on fire.

So, can I ask what you're doing here?

Just getting a little soul back in my life.

No, I saw your ad in the gig guide and thought I'd catch the act.

Right, well, if you'd seen my ad in the, uh, gig guide,

you'd know I've been here the last two months.

Yeah.

You weren't sure you wanted to see me after all these years?

Well, no, actually I wasn't sure that you'd want to see me.

I toyed with the idea of calling you when I got back into town.

I wish you bloody well had. (laughs)

Thanks for toying.

You gonna buy me a drink?

Oh, sure. Um... Martini, dry, right?

Right.

Some things never change, do they?

PIANO PLAYS SOFTLY