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MAN: Let me go!

Get your hands off me! Let me go! JACK: What have we got?

"Concern for welfare" call. Says his name's Aiden.

No other details.

Police picked him up outside a book shop.

Let me out of here!

He was disoriented and behaving inappropriately.

Any known injuries?

Swelling to the face's right side of unknown origin.

Somebody help me, please! He wouldn't let us examine him.

It's okay, Aiden. Look, you're in All Saints Hospital.

Is he under arrest? Negative.

Don't do this to me. Please don't.

We'll be fine now, guys. Thanks.

Mate, we're just here to look after you, okay?

Please don't make me go back there, I'm begging you.

Aiden, just try and calm down. We just wanna take a look at you.

Aiden, can you move across to the other side of the bed for me?

I won't go in the blue chair. Don't make me go in the blue chair!

There is no blue chair, Aiden.

No-one will make you do anything you don't want to.

We wanna make sure you're alright.

Can you move over to the other bed, please?

Come on.

That's the way.

Just try and relax, mate.

Don't let them take me.

Breath's fetid.

Aiden, who's going to take you?

The aliens.

Hey.

Have, um, you heard how Colin Fenely's going?

Still unconscious in ICU.

This is crazy.

If he lives, Nelson's charged with assault -

if he dies, he's charged with murder.

Strange hoping the guy that killed Nelson's fiancee lives.

Exactly. PHONE RINGS

PHONE CONTINUES RINGING

Emergency Department, Daniel Goldman speaking.

My wife's bleeding really badly. You've got to help me.

You need an ambulance.

No, I can't do that.

If she's hurt, it's best to hang up and call 000.

I can't help over the phone.

I don't want an ambulance!

What's happened to her?

Tell him you'll hang up.

My wife's been shot, okay? You have to help me.

Is she breathing?

Yes, but there's a lot of blood.

Okay. Listen to me. You need to call an ambulance.

I shot her! I shot my wife!

He hang up?

Yeah.

Right after he told me he shot his wife.

Just going to put this on your arm, Aiden.

Aiden, we need you to sit up, please. We need to examine you.

Don't.

It's okay, Aiden. There's nothing to be scared of.

This won't take long. We need to do a few tests, okay?

Great.

Can you open your mouth for me?

That's the portal you always use, isn't it?

Your face looks a little swollen. Is your mouth sore?

You know it is.

How about if we stand back here a little bit?

Will you let us look in your mouth then?

That's it. Good boy. See, no-one's going to hurt you.

Dental abscess?

Yeah, looks like it.

Shall I order an OPG?

Yeah, thanks.

You wanna toss for who takes the mouth swab and bloods?

Not really.

I'll be right back.

Okay, Aiden.

What I'm going to do now is just shine this light in your eyes, okay?

No! Not again! Please don't hurt me.

Charlotte.

CATE: Hi, it's Cate from ED.

I need to book an OPG for a boy down here.

His name's Aiden. Don't have a surname yet.

Alright. Thanks.

Has he settled down yet?

Ah, no.

He's still hallucinating, won't let me anywhere near his mouth,

and I can't even take proper neuro obs.

Well, maybe we should think about sedating him.

Maybe.

Have you smelled his breath? It's got to be an abscess.

He's going to need antibiotics. Yep. I know.

Problem?

Um, just a kid who's regularly kidnapped by aliens.

Nothing I can't handle.

It's all about portals, apparently.

How was the funeral? Oh, horrible.

Would you like a coffee, or do you want a real drink?

Von, I hope you don't mind...

..I had it cleaned.

Who said you could do that?

Well, I didn't want you to have to deal with it, so I...

You had no right.

This is my house. She was my responsibility.

Von, I...

Get out.

Get out!

CATE: Alright, Aiden.

We just need to do some obs and then take some blood.

Aiden, we need to know if you've got an infection.

We think you've got an abscess.

If we don't treat that, you'll get really sick.

We just want... I know what you want!

Hi.

Problem?

CATE: You could say that.

Please, it hurts.

Hey. It's okay. We can help you.

We can stop it hurting.

Deanna, this is Aiden.

Nice to meet you.

Can you tell me what's troubling you, Aiden?

Don't worry. No-one's going to hurt you.

I thought they'd forgotten about me, but they haven't.

They want me again.

They'll put me in the blue chair.

Who?

The aliens.

Oh. Right.

Well, they can't hurt you here, because I won't let them.

Thank you.

Will you give me a few minutes with him?

Sure.

Okay.

You can rest now, Aiden.

I haven't been able to examine him properly yet.

Okay, Aiden.

The doctor just needs to check you out.

Aiden? I just want to...

I won't get in the chair!

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

Why don't you just close your eyes and open your mouth?

That's it. That's the way.

Okay, Aiden, you've got an abscess. It's a bad one.

When did it first get sore?

(sharply) Don't know.

Have you been taking anything for it, any medication?

We're going to help you.

Hmm?

(whispers) He seems to be okay with me.

I'll try and find out what's going on - what do you need done?

Some baseline obs would be good. Not a problem.

Okay, Aiden.

I'm just going to put this in your ear.

It's going to take your temperature.

Will you let me do that?

Yes.

Tell me about these aliens.

It started when I was a kid.

But then they left me alone for years.

But now they're back.

Okay. You want to hop down?

I'm glad you won the game,

but Aussie Rules is supposed to be played on grass, not concrete.

You're lucky you didn't break anything.

Okay.

Wait here, Your mum will be just a sec.

Have you got Mrs Dorrick's file? Yes.

Thanks. PHONE RINGS

PHONE CONTINUES RINGING

Emergency Department, Daniel Goldman speaking.

It's me again.

I-I don't know what to do.

Well, have you rung an ambulance?

Mate, you need help.

For Christ's sake, I told you, I can't do that.

Yeah, alright. Alright.

Get Charlotte for me. Tell her he's back on the phone.

Dan? Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm here.

Um, where has she been shot?

Just near the shoulder, on the left.

Above or below the shoulder?

Just below.

There's blood. There's...there's lots of blood.

Okay. Look. If you just give me your address...

Just tell me what to do!

Okay, okay.

Run your finger along her neck, just below the ear.

See if you can find a pulse.

Yeah, there's a pulse.

Okay. Good.

Now roll her on to her side.

See if there's any wounds in her back.

That will tell us if the bullet's still inside her.

He's back? What's happening?

He's shot her in the chest, just above her heart.

Not sure about an exit wound. He's checking now.

Dan...

Have you checked?

I can't see anything! Her clothes are soaked with blood.

W-w-what do I do?

Calm down.

You need to apply pressure to the wound.

Use a clean towel or a pillowcase.

Is she still bleeding?

Yes.

Okay, hold the towel against the wound

for at least 10 minutes to stop the bleeding.

Let me talk to him.

Ah, you know my name. What's yours?

Roy.

Okay, Roy. Listen. I have a doctor here who wants...

I want to talk to you!

Listen, I'm a nurse. You're much better off talking to a doctor.

It's you or no-one, Dan.

Stay on the line or I hang up and let her die.

Aliens? You must be bloody joking.

There's a psych consult if ever I heard one.

So, what are you thinking?

Systemic toxaemia. That's based on very little information.

He'll need an OPG.

Yeah, it's ordered. I just need to convince him have X-rays taken.

Sedate him. You've gotta know what you're dealing with.

I was hoping to avoid that, but maybe you're right.

Maybe?

I can't get anything out of him. I can't examine him properly.

He goes off whenever anyone gets near him.

Here are his obs, and his surname's Bradbury.

I'll chase up next of kin and his old records.

Okay. Do you think he'll let you cannulate him?

I'll give it a go.

Take a full blood work-up, drug screen.

Start him on penicillin and 1g paracetamol.

And I need to... Examine him yourself.

Give me a few minutes, I'll try and talk him into it.

Nice suit, Dr Campion.

She's good.

Yes, she is.

Very good.

DEANNA: You should describe the aliens to me, Aiden,

so I can keep an eye out for them.

AIDEN: Don't patronise me. I know you think I'm crazy.

No, I don't.

I'm trying to understand what you're going through,

and the doctor is trying to help you feel better.

I'd just like to ask you some questions, Aiden.

Is that alright?

Good.

Are you allergic to anything?

Are you taking any medications for anything?

You ever seen a psychiatrist, Aiden?

See? Everyone thinks I'm crazy.

No, I don't think anything. That's just a question.

Aiden, I told you, Dr Quaid has to find out what's wrong with you.

That's right.

And what I'd like to do now is just take a look inside your mouth again,

and take a swab of that abscess,

and then we'll get some X-rays taken, okay?

Jack, I think it's the goggles that are frightening him.

I'll stay with you.

I just need you to open wide.

You're doing great, Aiden.

Do you have a belt or something you can tie it on with?

You need to keep as much pressure on the wound as possible.

Yeah, I'm here. We've already tried that.

He'll only give us his first name. It's Roy.

Okay, I got the belt. Great.

Keep the towel over the wound

and hold it in place by wrapping the belt around her body,

and do it up firmly but not too tightly, okay?

Okay. Hang on.

The police are tracing the call,

so keep him on the phone for as long as you can.

Have you done that, Roy?

Roy, are you there?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm here.

Okay. Cool.

Now, I need you to keep a close eye

on your wife's breathing and her heart rate.

(whispers) Get him to update her status.

Okay. Cool. And feel for a pulse. Just like before.

Can you hear any gurgling when she breathes?

There's a pulse, but she's not gurgling.

Here breathing's really shallow though.

Okay. Now, you have to keep a very close eye on your wife, okay, Roy?

Can you hear me?

If your wife stops breathing or you can't find a pulse,

I need to know immediately, alright?

Okay.

What's her name, Roy?

What's that got to do with anything?

Well, I can't keep calling her "your wife" all the time.

It'd be nice to refer to her by her name, that's all.

You're trying to trick me? No. No, I'm not.

Samantha. Her name's Samantha.

Does she like getting called Sam?

She's going to be alright, isn't she?

Um, I don't know.

Gunshot wounds don't heal themselves.

So let me call an ambulance for you...

No, she's gonna - it's good now. She'll be alright.

She really needs to be in a hospital, Roy.

There's a bullet inside her somewhere,

and we still don't know how much internal damage it's done.

No, I can't do that.

Don't-don't-don't hang up. Let's keep talking.

I appreciate your help. Roy?

Roy?

Nup. Terrific.

DEANNA: Has he gone?

Yeah.

Good. I want you in my office. Now.

You do know there are protocols governing these things?

It wasn't as simple as that.

You hang up. What's difficult about it?

The man told me he'd shot his wife, Deanna.

What was I supposed to do?

If you'd refused to enter into a conversation with him,

he would have been forced to call an ambulance.

Were Switch and Admin notified as to what was going on?

Yes. Cate notified them.

The police were tracing the call,

which is another reason why I couldn't just hang up.

You managed to call Switch, Admin and the police,

and yet I wasn't informed.

Explain that to me.

Who looked after the triage patients while all this was going on?

(whispers) Cate was.

(mimics) Cate was.

What about her own patients?

She had a sick and confused boy in her care.

I don't know anything about that. Look, Deanna, I just didn't think.

And therein lies the problem - you just didn't think.

If he rings again, his calls will be redirected to staff base.

Make no mistakes, Dan -

I will not have a member of my staff breaking the rules.

It makes you look incompetent, and it makes me look bad.

Neither of those things are acceptable.

Understood?

Mm-hm.

Good.

Dan. I just spoke to the cops.

They weren't able to trace Roy's call.

Great. Great.

How did you get on with Deanna? She didn't look too happy.

She wasn't. And now I'm not.

PHONE RINGS

Staff base, Cate speaking.

Hang on one second.

Dan, it's for you.

He sounds kind of agitated. I think it might be Roy.

Here goes my job.

If Deanna's riding you, I'll take the call.

No, it should be me who talks to him.

Are you okay?

Dan Goldman. ROY: You've got to help me.

Oh, God.

There's blood coming out of her mouth.

There's blood coming out of her mouth.

She's got a penetrating chest trauma.

Lie her on her left side, Roy.

Roy? Can you hear me?

Lie her on her side. Hurry.

I didn't mean to hurt her. We were arguing.

The gun just - I just - I wanted to scare her, that's all.

Roy? Are you listening to me?

I really didn't mean to hurt her.

She's shaking. She...

This is ridiculous.

She's gone into shock, Roy.

Where's Dan?

Dan's - he's right here. This is Dr Beaumont.

The bullet has penetrated your wife's lung.

She needs immediate medical attention.

I want to talk to Dan! Where is he?

Your wife's breathing has become critically compromised.

She could die.

Give me back to Dan or I'll hang up. Don't. Please don't do that.

Just let us call an ambulance before your wife drowns in her own blood.

(groans in disgust)

Nice one, Charlotte. I actually did have that under control.

No, you didn't.

You lost control the moment you ignored my instructions.

That was my fault, Deanna.

I appreciate you defending my staff, Dr Beaumont, but if you don't mind...

Actually, I do mind, but...

We were just trying to get him to call an ambulance.

I don't care if you were trying to scale Everest.

That's strike two, Dan. One more and you're out.

Right now I'm more concerned about that man's wife bleeding to death.

How is he?

The blood results came back screaming systemic infection.

Probably the cause of the hallucinations,

but there's no history of mental illness, so...

Jack, have we got anything down here for us?

No, not unless you can surgically exorcise aliens

from a young teenage boy.

Oh, yeah. How's that going?

It's infection gone mad.

We need to do a lumbar puncture. That's, you know, if he lets us.

And organise a psych consult.

Just because there's no history of mental illness

doesn't mean we can discount it.

I mean, aliens...

Whatever.

It's probably best to keep an open mind on this one, right?

An open mind? About being abducted by aliens?

Look, I know it sounds bizarre, but trust me,

I've seen some pretty weird stuff in the military.

Like what?

No, I don't want to go into it.

No way - you can't say,

"I've seen some pretty weird stuff in the military,"

and not tell us.

Cough up.

Alright. Look, I was working in a field hospital once

and this guy came into casualty.

He was stark naked, no tags, nothing.

What was wrong with him?

He had pretty extensive burns, multiple gunshot wounds.

It was a miracle he actually got in in the first place.

But the thing was, when we opened him up...

Vincent, are you sure you should tell this story?

I thought it was classified.

What are they going to do to me now, hey?

When we opened him up, it was like nothing I'd ever seen before.

It was...I don't know.

His internal structure was all... I don't know.

It wasn't like it was just mirror organ syndrome,

it was like...it was like he's been badly assembled.

So what happened to him?

As soon as we opened him up, he died.

It's like when the air just came in contact with his internal organs,

they just...

I don't even know how to explain it.

It's like they just dissolved.

(scoffs) No way. Yeah.

And then the Americans arrived, like, heavy-duty guys, CIA,

and they just went on about biohazard

and took his body away straightaway.

I tell you, Vincent,

you really should have published a paper on that case.

You don't think I tried?

Not one medical journal would listen to my story.

And worse, I had absolutely no proof.

Every little bit of information

about that guy from that night... vanished.

Oh, my God!

Where was this?

Mars.

(all laugh) Don't ever go there.

It's a horrible place.

Alright, Jack. Get a psych consult.

Thanks, Vincent.

Nob.

You didn't fall for that, did you?

No. You did.

What the bloody hell are you doing here?

When was the last time you slept?

You have to get tired before you can sleep, Frank.

For goodness sake, why don't you take some time off?

Go and see your daughter or...

I would if I could, but I'm not allowed to leave the State

till the assault charge is sorted,

so, um, I thought I'd like to get back to work.

Come on. There's still plenty of paper to shuffle, isn't there?

Nelson, do you honestly think this is a good idea?

Yeah. Yeah, I do.

You know, no good sitting around feeling sorry for myself.

Deanna's contract's been extended two weeks, so...

Then I will concentrate on the nurse practitioner accreditation.

I need to do this, Frank.

Oh... (sighs)

Jack, this is Colleen Bradbury, Aiden's mum.

Oh, hello. I'm Dr Quaid. I've been looking after your son.

Where is he? Can I see him?

Well, he's just in Radiology getting some X-rays done.

He'll be back soon.

Well, what happened? The nurse said he had an infection or something.

Yeah, Aiden has a fever,

which we think is due to an infected dental abscess.

Oh, that would explain a few things.

I beg your pardon?

Oh, he's just been going through gallons of mouthwash,

and I noticed all the painkillers had gone.

Ah, it's always his bloody teeth.

What about his mood?

You said he was sick, not moody.

Yeah, uh, Mrs Bradbury, Aiden's just been a bit...

..well, agitated since he arrived.

I'm trying to figure out whether that's his normal demeanour

or whether it's the infection causing this behaviour.

Aiden's always been a bit highly-strung.

It's just he's been saying some very strange things.

Oh.

It's the aliens again, isn't it?

Take a seat.

Well, it all started when Aiden first had his braces fitted.

And how old was he then?

11.

And he'd only had them on a couple of weeks,

and his first adjustment was coming up,

and he told us that he could feel them vibrating,

like they were receiving signals.

From another planet?

An alien spaceship.

Peter - that's my husband -

used to have to drag him along to his dental appointments.

I took away all his books and videos.

I thought maybe that would help.

Did you ever consider getting professional help?

I wanted to take him to a shrink.

And I should have insisted.

How was he doing at school?

Oh, Aiden was never a brilliant student,

so it took us a while to notice any change.

But then he started skipping days.

And then his friends stopped dropping by.

So how long did all this go on for?

A whole two years.

Then one day, Aiden disappeared.

For how long?

48 hours, apparently -

the day he was supposed to have his braces off.

The cops were called, but there was no sign of him.

Two days later, he wanders back in looking like a wreck,

minus his braces.

What happened to the braces?

The aliens took them

to decipher the data that were being recorded over the previous two years.

And through all of this,

the parents never considered schizophrenia

or some other form of mental illness?

No. The husband wouldn't hear about his son having a mental illness.

The alien talk stopped after that anyway,

so never mentioned again, problem solved.

And he's been fine for the last five years?

Yeah.

Claims it was all over once the aliens got their receiver back.

So, the No.1 question is, what set him off today?

Ah, yes.

Well, the drug screen was clear.

The only thing we do have to go off is the infection.

Well, I guess the Truth really is Out There.

Ha!

Why don't you get his mum from the quiet room?

She can spend some time with him.

I'm going to go over the X-rays.

Deanna's right, we shouldn't have entertained this clown

in the first place.

But I understand that there are extenuating circumstances,

and I take it that we believe Roy is genuine.

Oh, definitely. Absolutely. Without a doubt.

Right. So what we need is a game plan if he calls back.

We need to convince him to call Triple-0.

No kidding, Deanna. What do you think we've been doing?

I don't know what you're doing. If you'd listen...

There's no need to carry on like a bunch of galahs.

The main thing's to keep him on the line long enough

for the police to trace him, right?

Well, he seems to be most comfortable talking to me,

so if you don't mind, I'd like to follow this one through.

That alright with you, Deanna?

Mm-hm.

Good.

When he calls, tell me immediately. I'll call the cops.

Good luck, Dan.

Very well handled.

Nelson. What are you doing here?

Ah, sorry.

You should be taking it easy, looking after yourself.

If there's any outstanding paperwork you need farmed out, I'm your man.

Thank you, but it's done.

Oh.

Well, I thought I'd do the rosters for you.

They're done too.

You should go home.

Thanks, but I'm fine.

Look, you've had a terrible loss.

This really isn't the place you should be doing your grieving.

It's as good a place as any.

Well, his OPG radiography confirmed what we thought.

He's got a systemic infection due to the dental abscess.

Which is spreading so fast, it could be the cause of the delusions.

Correct.

Aiden? Yeah.

What did the psychiatrist say?

Well, she's convinced that he firmly believes what he's been saying.

Who would've thought braces held the key to intelligent human life?

Sorry, I did the braces thing as a kid.

I hated every minute of it.

Okay, well, I can't bump him off to Psych

until I determine whether the infection has spread to his brain.

So, aliens or not, we need to do a lumbar puncture.

You really think he'll let us get close enough to do that?

If, um, someone with the magic touch agrees to help us out?

I'll talk him through it.

Great. I'll go talk to his mum.

Set up for the LP, please.

PHONE RINGS

Hello, All Saints Emergency.

(anxiously) Dan, is that you?

Hi, Roy. How's Sam doing?

I don't know what to do! You've got to tell me what to do!

Nelson, tell Frank he's back. He'll understand.

Calm down, Roy. I can't understand you, mate.

She's not breathing. I don't think she's breathing.

Then you need to call an ambulance now.

I think it's too late. What do you mean, it's too late?

Roy? What's going on? Talk to me.

I need to know if she's breathing or not.

I don't think she is.

Okay, remember before how I told you to check Sam's pulse?

I need you to do that again now.

Yeah, okay.

Are you checking?

Cops are tracing the call now. Keep him talking.

Roy?

There's a pulse.

She's got a pulse, great. Do you know CPR?

You mean mouth-to-mouth and all that stuff?

Yeah, yeah. I can do it.

Okay, good. But don't do anything yet.

Just check for a pulse again.

She's still bleeding, Dan! Just check for a pulse.

We'll worry about the bleeding in a minute.

I can't feel anything.

Jesus. She's dead, isn't she? I've killed her!

Roy, you have to stay calm, okay?

Just hold your hand up against Sam's mouth.

See if you can feel her breathing. (Roy sobs)

Roy? Roy, for God's sake, listen to me!

I know. I know you didn't mean to do it, okay?

It's too late to worry about that now.

Just look at Sam's chest for me. Is it going up and down?

Is she breathing?

He has to start CPR.

No, she's not breathing. Okay.

I want you to roll her onto her back

and I want you to put her chin up so you're opening up her airway.

Okay.

Are you doing that?

Yeah.

Okay. Now give her five quick breaths.

I can't... Just do it, Roy, okay?

You need to breathe for her now, okay?

Okay, I've done that. What now?

Check for a pulse, if there's not one there,

you have to start the chest compressions, okay?

I'm starting compressions.

Just tell me where you are and we'll send you an ambulance straightaway.

How many do I have to do?

15, and then check for a pulse again.

DRAMATIC MUSIC

Please, God, tell me you've got an address.

They'll give it to me when they've got it.

Keep going. You're doing fine. Try to keep him calm.

She's breathing. She's breathing by herself.

And there's a pulse, Dan. It's pretty weak, but it's there.

That's great, Roy. You did great.

Is she going to be okay?

No, she's not going to be okay!

She could stop breathing again at any moment.

She's badly hurt, you need to get her to hospital now.

Do you understand this?

But she's getting her colour back. She's improving.

She's in shock, and it's just a matter of time

before she goes back into cardiac arrest - again.

Do you understand?

Bloods. Fluids.

She needs bloods, she needs fluids, she needs surgery.

Just let me call an ambulance for you.

No, I can't do that. They'll put me in jail.

Then just tell me where you are, and I'll come round by myself.

Just me. I promise.

I promise I won't tell anybody.

Just tell me your address, okay?

Check Sam's pulse again, Roy. I need to know her status.

ROY: It's weak, but she's breathing.

Still weak but she's breathing.

Not for long.

Okay, that's good, Roy, but it's still not going to last.

You need to tell me your address.

I can still help her, if you just tell me where you are.

You're not seriously going to let Dan go to this guy's house, are you?

Just relax. He knows what he's doing.

She'd been seeing someone, you know?

I found out and I-I just...lost it.

I didn't mean to hurt her.

And I believe you, man.

I was threatening to use a gun on myself.

Sam...

..she laughed.

She told me to do it. Can you believe that?

Her pulse. Keep checking it.

Just started screaming and yelling,

and then the gun just went off.

Her pulse, Roy.

It's faster, a lot faster. Is that good?

No, if it's faster, that's not good.

Please, you have to trust me.

Tell me where you are. I'll come alone, I promise.

Roy? Talk to me.

Mate, if you really didn't mean to hurt her,

then you have to let me help you.

I can save your wife if you just let me, but if she dies...

64 Maple Grove, Southside.

Thank you.

Now, it's going to take a little bit of time for me to get there,

so I want you to talk to Dr Beaumont.

No, you said it'd just be you.

Roy, you need her.

Okay. I'll be there as soon as I can.

Roy, Dr Beaumont.

The address is 64 Maple Grove, Southside.

Female with a gunshot wound. Her husband still has the gun.

Thank you.

DEANNA: Okay, Aiden, we're ready to start.

I need you to keep really still for us, alright?

You're safe with us. I promise.

Okay. Here we go.

Try to stay calm.

Aiden?

CATE: It won't take long, mate.

You okay there, Jack? Yeah, fine.

Mate, I don't want to hurt you.

I need you to stay completely still until I'm finished.

Do you understand?

Aiden, you're doing fine.

Good man. Just stay still. It will all be done in a minute.

Okay. Here we go.

You'll just feel a little bit of pressure.

Damn, he moved.

Don't know where the needle went.

The spinal cord could be compromised.

Jack, he's completely shutting down.

Cate, get Frank. Yep.

Come on, Aiden. Come on.

Reflexes are fine.

Neuro obs intact.

No sign of physical damage.

What's going on with him then - he doesn't seem to want to move.

I would say that it's

a psychological response to the procedure.

Did you manage to get any CSF?

No, he moved before I could get proper placement.

Then you'll need to try again.

No way, Frank. It's too dangerous.

I gave him 10mg of diazepam before the first one.

He still managed to move.

Then get Psych back down here.

MAN: They can't stop me from seeing my son.

No-one's trying to stop you. They're just doing some tests.

Are you Aiden's dad? Peter Bradbury.

Frank Campion. What's wrong with him?

I'm afraid we're not sure at the moment.

Can I see him? Yes, of course.

Aiden, your dad's here.

Hey, mate. How are you feeling?

No. Don't take me there.

Don't! Don't let him touch me!

It's that alien nonsense again, isn't it?

Isn't it?

Yeah. your son has been speaking about aliens.

Yeah, I knew it.

He seemed very scared of you, Mr Bradbury.

Can you explain that?

He was very clear on what he said - "Don't let him touch me."

Do you know what he's talking about?

No idea.

Well, the psychiatrist who saw Aiden

said he was displaying some very specific behaviour -

shying away from touch, regression, fear of males.

These are all indicative of possible sexual abuse.

What exactly are you suggesting?

We're not suggesting anything.

We just want to know what's going on.

Maybe if we go over what we already know.

When Aiden was brought in here,

he was convinced he'd been taken by aliens.

Look, we've been through all this years ago.

Do you wear glasses, Mr Bradbury?

No. Why?

Just he was spooked by our protective gear,

our goggles in particular,

perhaps the lights in here.

None of this ring a bell?

He did mention a blue chair.

Oh, God, no.

What's wrong?

He didn't just say, "Don't touch me."

He also said, "Don't take me there."

Dear God, Peter.

The lights, the goggles, the protective gear.

The blue chair.

And I always took him.

It's his dentist he's scared of!

Samantha Pickforth, 28. Gunshot wound, left side chest.

Intubated at scene.

Rescus.

Second bag of IV Hartmann's running.

Estimated blood loss, 1,500ml.

Two units of O-neg, urgently. Got it.

Sats 90. BP's 90/45. Heart rate 120.

Where was the husband? What husband?

On three. One, two, three.

The husband. You didn't see him? Sorry.

Do the usual bloods. Group and cross-match, please.

I've got those. Let's get a second cannula in.

He must have taken off when he heard the sirens.

The husband shot her?

Yeah. What about the cops?

Arrived just after us. Found the gun near the body.

Serious injury down here.

She needs to be stabilised and got to theatre straightaway, please.

It adds up - front door was open, everything was done right.

She was in the recovery position on the floor.

Bleeding had been stopped.

You did great, Dan.

MACHINE BEEPS She's crashing.

Well, it won't mean anything if we can't save her now.

VINCENT: Stop compressions.

MACHINES BEEP

She has a pulse.

Sinus rhythm.

BP's coming up, 90/50.

Colour's improving, too.

Well done, everyone. Let's get her to Theatre.

Nelson.

You go, I've got this covered.

Nelson!

Wait up.

It's alright, mate. It's alright.

I'm going to kill that bastard.

The police are on their way in to take your statements.

Beating up the dentist isn't going to help Aiden.

That bastard molested my son. I have to do something.

Sure you do. Why don't you help your son?

He's going to need to come to grips with what's happened to him,

and he'll need both of you to do that.

You're not going to be much use to him if you're in jail, are you?

Why don't you leave the rest to the police?

I need to see him.

Sure.

You right here?

I've, uh, called and organised for a social worker to come.

I think you need to speak through your feelings

just as much as Aiden does.

You don't understand.

All that alien abduction stuff that Aiden used to go on with,

that was him reaching out to me.

And what did I do... (cries)

I took away his books and his videos -

all the things that he loves.

He's screaming out for help and I punished him.

How were you supposed to know, Mrs Bradbury?

I am his mother. I'm supposed to protect him.

I'm so sorry, Aiden. But we'll get help.

You'll be fine, okay, you and me and Mum.

We'll work through all this together.

Mum's just out there.

I'll organise a social worker.

Jack's already done it.

It's going to be a long road back for them.

The whole family.

You know Nelson's walked out?

Yeah.

Dr Campion, I know I shouldn't say anything,

but are you sure it's a good idea that he comes back to work?

We'll find out soon enough, won't we?

Things okay out here?

Sure.

Look, Deanna, about before...

..I wasn't trying to undermine you or anything.

I know the rules are in place for a reason.

So I... It's fine.

You know where I stand on that,

and, well, let's face it, you had a great outcome.

I'm big enough to admit when I'm wrong.

Really?

I'm not an ogre, I'm just trying to run a tight ship, that's all.

Sure.

I'm not a push-over either, Dan.

And, well, with the way things are at the moment around here,

I can't afford to have anyone rocking the boat.

Got it?

(knocks) Excuse me.

Can I help you?

Do you have a Samantha Pickforth here?

I'm sorry, I can't give out patient information.

It's confidential.

Look, I'm her neighbour, I saw an ambulance take her away.

This is the closest hospital, so I'm pretty sure they brought her here.

I'm concerned, that's all. I don't need to see her.

I'd just like to know how she is.

Alright. Take a seat. I'll see what I can find out.

Thanks.

Hi, can I please have the police?