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Justin Kovacs, 28, found wandering the street dazed and unsteady.

Appears to have memory loss -

likely concussion due to possible head injury.

If he's got a possible head injury, why is he sitting up?

Only way we could get him here.

Took a police escort to achieve that.

Why didn't they make him lie down?

We tried, mate.

Mr Kovacs is a very determined gentleman.

Constable Saunders, back in uniform, I see.

Glad you took my advice.

Now, Mr Kovacs, we need you to lie down

so we can rule out the possibility of a spinal injury.

Mr Kovacs...

Mate, if you can hear us, just open your eyes.

Can you scoot across to the other bed,

or do you need a hand?

I need to put this oxygen mask on you, if that's okay.

No, it's not. I'm fine.

You're clearly not fine.

Listen, mate, we need to rule out head and spinal injuries,

so if you just lie down...

Holey moley!

Is this where you jump in with a gun?

Uh...I haven't got one, Frank. I'm on minimal duties.

Justin? Cate.

Long time no see.

Careful, Cate. This guy's out of control.

I'm not out of control.

Think it was an accident I took out that monitor instead of you?

You did that on purpose?

JACK: Um, how do you guys know each other?

Tae kwon do. He taught me.

Then would you mind explaining to Mr Kovacs

why it's important we examine him?

Sure. If I can get to him.

Pete, I know this guy. It'll be alright.

It's alright, Pete. Nothing's going to happen.

I hope not.

What's the matter? You got a headache?

Yeah. King-size.

I'll take over Triage. Thanks.

Experiencing any nausea? Yeah.

Right, let's get you on the bed

before we have to pick you off the floor.

Swing your legs around.

That's it.

What happened?

I don't know.

Last thing I remember, I was having dinner last night.

Were you drinking?

I don't touch the stuff. Drugs?

Or them.

Bloods for FBC, UECs, LFTs, coags, group and hold.

Justin. I'm going to have to slip this collar around your neck.

It might be a bit... No.

Come on, stop giving us grief. Look, I said no!

Okay.

We're going to have to put a cannula in so we can do bloods.

Is that okay with you?

If it makes you feel better. It makes me feel better.

We'll also have to put a gown on you.

Cate, this is bloody ridiculous.

I've had worse injuries in tournaments.

This isn't a tournament, and we're not your opponents, so gown up.

Cate...

Gown it is.

Is he always this aggressive?

No, never. Must be a concussion.

Uh, Frank...

That bruising, how did you get it?

I don't know.

WOMAN: Ow. Sorry, sorry.

Whenever it hurts,

I just think of the look on that fat security guard's face

as I took off down the bannister.

Look, I'll get you a gown to change into.

Mmm, Chanel?

Yeah, sure. Because your skirt is ruined.

It was pretty expensive too.

Still, plenty more where that came from.

It's only money, right?

I'll be right back.

Hey, Nelson, you left a note saying

that you wanted to know about low-priority cases

for your nurse practitioner accreditation?

Yep.

Left wrist, right hand.

Thank you.

Good to have you back, mate.

He's not ready to be here.

Jilly, I'm Nelson. I'm be looking after you.

Hi, Nelson.

So what level dan are you now?

JACK: What?

Dan - as in what level black belt.

Still third.

Really? I thought you went to Korea, though.

Yeah.

Look, when can I get out of here?

As soon as we know you're okay.

Dr Beaumont. Nice of you to pop in.

Sorry about that. My peer review ran late.

Yes. I'm sorry too, actually. I'm required upstairs. So, see you.

What have we got?

Justin Kovacs, 28. Presented combative and aggressive.

He's got a possible head injury.

That hurt? Nup.

No deformity or crepitus, but a potential for rib fracture.

Chest X-ray?

Yes, and a FAST scan.

Pupils equal and reacting to light.

Are you back here on holidays?

No, permanently.

Korea wasn't all it's cracked up to be.

What the hell are you doing?!

Hey. Just settle down. The doctor's just trying to do his job, mate.

Yeah? When do you start doing yours, Pete?

Are you waiting for a gun

before you've got the guts to throw your weight around?

Hey. That's enough, Justin.

FRANK: Cate.

Wouldn't matter anyway, mate.

I'd have your neck broke before you could unholster it.

When you order this gentleman's head CT,

would you warn Radiology what they're in for?

Their equipment's more expensive than ours.

Radiology said that they're happy to accept Justin

on the condition that we can guarantee their safety.

And how do they propose we do that?

That's for greater minds than mine to sort out, Charlotte.

Frank, a patient's just presented

who I'd like to treat as part of my accreditation.

You free to supervise?

I'll be with you soon.

Frank, Justin is not normally like this.

I spent two nights a week for a year training with him.

He's never even raised his voice.

Well, see if you can get him to behave, will you?

Saunders, how long are you gonna be hanging around?

The boss said as long as it takes.

I don't think he's sure what to do with me.

Well, that fills me full of confidence.

I was going to ask you to look after Cate

while she takes this character for a scan.

Yep, no problem.

If there was no problem,

you'd have a gun in that belt and wouldn't be on babysitting duty.

I am asking you, can I trust you to protect a member of my staff or not?

I'm up to it.

Good. You better be. I am.

Hey...if there's something going on,

something that we should know about...

..then can you talk to me?

Hey, can you tell me what day it is?

Justin?

Tuesday.

Radiology's ready for you.

And Constable Saunders will be accompanying you.

At least tell me how you got into this condition.

I told you, I don't remember.

I'm not lying to you, Cate.

I wouldn't do that.

I've explained to Jilly the nurse practitioner accreditation process.

Yes, he's a nurse, not a doctor,

and as part of his training, he has to assess and diagnose patients.

I'll be a case study.

You're okay with that?

Of course I am. I've never been a case study before.

Should be interesting.

You'll be gentle, of course, won't you?

Of course we will.

But if you guys do follow-up customer surveys,

I think Nelson's got the pointy end of the pineapple.

What do you mean?

(inhales deeply) I'm dying.

Are you serious?

Deadly.

So at least you'll have the perfect out with Dr Campion here

if you should stuff up.

Your patient.

Okay.

So what exactly have you been diagnosed with?

You tell me.

Your scans indicate

a cerebral contusion to the temporal region of the brain, just there.

Which is what?

Possibly a bruise that's too small to show yet.

Some brain contusions can take up to a week to present.

That's why you'll need to be admitted for observation.

No, I've got things to do. I cannot stay here.

You have a brain injury, Mr Kovacs.

Now, it may be small,

but it's already giving rise to significant symptoms -

amnesia, combative behaviour, confusion.

And if I couldn't remember how I got a head injury,

I'd be in no rush to go anywhere.

Does it help if I say I fell down some stairs?

So you're saying you have no memory loss now?

Since when?

Give me a break, Cate. What's it matter?

I just need to get out of here.

It matters because you said you wouldn't lie to me.

I need to go.

Mr Kovacs, we can't underestimate a brain injury,

even if you're willing to,

so let us keep an eye on you

and watch out for any symptoms that may or may not present themselves.

You are making a huge mistake. Justin.

If the situation continues... Justin, listen to me.

It's really important that you stay here for at least a few hours.

Really important.

I don't disrespect you, Cate...

Then stay.

Please.

What will it take to keep you here?

If I can make it happen, I will.

A couple of hours, alright?

At least.

Okay.

Good.

15-minute neuro obs over the next hour, then I'll review him again.

Okay.

Alright. I'll be back in a sec.

I'll just get some saline to clean up those wounds.

Cate, is this the way we're going to work together from now on?

Sorry?

You making deals with patients while I'm left to pick up the pieces.

What's your problem?

You wanted Justin to stay, and he's staying.

My problem is, I won't have you talking over the top of me

while I'm dealing with a patient.

He's a friend of mine. I... Do you understand?

I figured I could get through to him and I did.

Yeah, you did, this time, with this patient.

Charlotte...

Is it just me you have a problem with?

Excuse me?

Just so we're clear.

If that was Dan or Jess in there right now,

would you be giving them the same little lecture?

Yes, Cate, I would.

Hey. How's Bruce Lee?

Embarrassed, I guess.

I think he came off second-best in a fight

and he's too... embarrassed to say.

So he's just like one of us regular guys after all, then?

Uh...not really.

A third-dan black belt like him

could take on six regular guys like you and not get a scratch.

I've seen him do it.

(scoffs) Yeah, right, Cate.

NELSON: I'm fine, thanks.

(sighs) Alright, her diagnosing doctor is no longer practising

and her patient records are unavailable, which I bet she knew.

FRANK: So what if she did?

Then, Frank, she's wasting our time.

She may well be,

but patients don't always tell you what you need to know

in order to treat them.

Yeah, I know that.

So, she's bowled you a doosra. What are you going to do? Give up?

No-one said anything about giving up.

Good man.

How's the headache, Justin?

Okay.

Can you tell me the name of the Prime Minister?

Justin?

Okay, Justin. Just shining a light in your eyes.

Pupils equal and reactive.

I thought you said you didn't have any large amounts of money

or any valuables.

There's thousands of dollars here, Justin. Where did this come from?

The time that I've just spent chasing up unavailable information

is time I could have spent with another patient,

someone who actually needs my help.

Now you're angry at me.

No, Jilly, I'm not angry.

I just need you to tell me what you've been diagnosed with.

Look, I just came in here

to get a cut stitched up and my wrist bandaged.

No-one asked you to play detective.

I can't treat you without the full picture.

You don't get it, do you?

The only thing that's been keeping me going

is not knowing for sure how long I've got left.

Yep, well, you know, that's your call...

You bet it is.

So do whatever you want for this assessment thing,

but I don't wanna know what you find out, okay?

Okay. Well, I'll need to take some bloods.

Which part of "I don't want to know" are you struggling with, sweetheart?

Tell him. He's the one you're supposed to be impressing.

Okay, well, I'm going to have to do a full work-up -

FBC, UECs, LFTs, ESR, albumin, phosphate, calcium levels.

HIV serology, hepatitis B and C, and tumour markers.

Works for me.

Oh, you're a hard marker, Dr Campion.

All those letters and you don't even say you're impressed?

I'll be impressed after he's done it.

After we get these samples off to the lab,

we'll organise an X-ray for your wrist.

You think it's broken?

It looks that way.

And then we'll get your hand sutured up.

You're not the world's most exciting conversationalist, Nelson.

Anyone ever told you that?

Yeah, once or twice.

Are you like this at home with your significant other?

Oh, or isn't there one?

No, there was.

Isn't there always.

I divorced mine when I first got the diagnosis.

I decided from that moment on, I was going first-class all the way,

and he was definitely economy.

So who did the walking in your relationship?

Back in a minute.

Did I just put my foot in it?

Right up to your kneecap.

$9,850.

So you still saying you don't know how you got this, Mr Kovacs?

I won it on a horse.

What horse?

Okay. What race?

Can't remember.

Justin...

You can remember putting a bet on a horse,

but you can't remember which one or where?

And you can remember falling down some stairs somewhere,

which gave you injuries

the medics tell me aren't consistent with a fall.

Have I got that right?

Yeah, pretty much.

Pretty much?

Righto.

Preliminary results for Jilly Winters.

Distal radius fracture.

What are you going to tell your patient?

That she has suffered a Colles fracture.

We'll put a backslab on it

and organise an outpatients appointment at the fracture clinic

to have it plastered.

Treatment is anti-inflammatories and simple analgesia for pain.

And what about your mystery diagnosis?

White cell count's marginally elevated.

So possible viral infection, but hardly life-threatening.

No evidence of tumour cells. Everything else looks normal.

So what next?

We suture the hand and wait around

to see if her second round of blood results shows anything abnormal.

You would've thought something would've shown up on the first lot.

Welcome to my merry-go-round, Nelson. Welcome to my merry-go-round.

Frank, we've got a problem.

Sure.

How much is there?

Almost $10,000.

And he remembers that it's his?

Just not the bet he made to win it.

What if he's for real about that?

He looked genuinely blown away to see that money.

What's your point?

Is it possible he doesn't remember

getting the cash or getting in a fight,

in whichever order that might have happened.

Why is the order important?

Well, think about it.

You think he beat someone up for the money?

Makes more sense than someone beating him up and not taking it.

I better get back to him.

So what do you reckon? Has he genuinely got no clue?

How much do you remember about your own head trauma?

They don't call you Frank for nothing, do they?

That's what people expect when they see me coming,

just like they expect something from that uniform you're wearing.

Well? How much do you remember?

I've got some gaps in my memory, before and after.

Some have come back, and some haven't.

There's your answer, then.

With head injuries, anything's possible.

I know why you do that, Frank. Try to press my buttons.

Do you now?

Yeah. I know I have to prove myself.

I'm hoping people give me a chance to do it.

This will stop any infection.

So what was Korea like?

Korea.

What?

When did you get so hard to talk to?

All that stuff about Korea being the home of tae kwon do,

the place to go to get that extra edge, the place where it all started.

Remember all that?

Yeah, I remember. I was wrong.

That was your biggest dream, to study over there.

Look, where's that cop gone?

He's just outside... What've you done with my money?

I've told you, we've put it in the safe.

Wanna tell me where you got it?

Justin, are you okay?

Why do you shut me out when I want to help?

I don't need help.

You're lying in a hospital bed. You've obviously been assaulted.

Why don't you just tell me what happened?

You don't stop the questions, do you?

You used to say that's what you liked about me.

I used to say lots of things.

Like knowing when to shut your mouth

if you're interested in avoiding a fight.

Fine. You have it your way.

Hey. Hey.

You bust your bum

trying to make a difference for the patients you don't know.

You don't expect it to be this hard with the ones you do know.

Or at least you thought you knew.

It's a waiting game with a head injury.

So maybe you shouldn't be judging the guy.

You know what, Pete?

If I didn't know him, I'd probably agree with you.

Maybe it is concussion causing all this.

But I'm...

..I'm starting to think there's something else going on here.

He's changed.

People change, Cate.

There's nothing you can do about that.

I know, but he's acting like a thug, and that's not who he is.

He was so inspiring, Pete.

His classes were always packed. Everyone loved him.

Didn't matter whether you were the best in the class or the worst,

he was always standing there, right beside you.

And now...

I don't know.

I just wish I knew what had happened to make him like this.

Uh, I don't know how he's doing it.

Keeps his mind off things.

Final pathology results for Jilly Winters.

Good.

There must be a better place to do it than here.

This is the place he wants to be. He wants to get back in the saddle.

Just help him, will you?

I'm saying, if it was me, this would be the last place I'd wanna be.

I wouldn't wanna see blood again, that's for sure.

Let him do it his way.

He's coming.

The rest of Jilly Winters' bloods.

The viral infection was glandular fever that's come and gone.

Everything else is within normal range.

That's what it says.

It doesn't make any sense.

Mm-hm.

You think she's a psych case?

Do you? No, I don't.

Well?

Then I'll need to do a full physical.

Yes, you will.

Deanna, I need a female nurse, please, to chaperone.

Lead the way.

I'm sorry I said that thing before.

It's fine.

No, it's not.

I mean, I obviously shouldn't have mentioned your significant other.

I need to learn how to keep my mouth shut.

Okay. We're finished here. Lymph node's all clear.

Now, all I need from you is a mid-stream urine specimen.

I might need to get a drink. I just went a little while ago.

I'll get you some water.

I was thinking more along the lines of a cocktail.

Water it is, then.

What do you think's going on?

No idea.

Nelson, if you need to take a break,

I just want you to know that I'm here.

Thank you.

When did this start?

About two minutes ago.

Is the vomiting making your headache worse?

Yeah.

Metoclopramide, Charlotte? Thanks, Dan. 10mg IV.

What are his neuro obs?

Stable. His GCS is 15.

Right, let's get him back to Radiology for a repeat head CT

in case there's swelling or more bleeding.

I need to get outta here.

Justin, this vomiting could indicate swelling of your brain, or a bleed.

And what else?

Sorry?

What are the other reasons?

Well, let's just rule out the ones that will kill you first.

What are they? I have a right to know.

Hey, that's enough, Kovacs.

You people have no right to treat me like a bloody idiot!

Would you stop acting like one?

Come on, mate, let's not... Pete!

Stay down, Saunders, and don't move. That's an order.

DAN: Need a spine board over here. SAUNDERS: I'm fine.

Okay. BP's normal.

Are you going to charge him?

That would make me look like I've got everything under control,

wouldn't it?

The man's a black belt.

No-one will blame you for landing on your bum. Squeeze.

Have you had any more seizures since you signed yourself out of here?

No. Good.

Okay. Just follow my pen with your eyes. Keep your head still.

So tell me, after today,

how are you feeling about being back on active duty?

Well, I spent the last two months

giving talks to every school in the district

because the boss isn't sure I'm good for much

except going to counselling.

Smart boss.

Day of the week?

Tuesday.

Okay. Look ahead.

So, do you think you're going to make it back to full duties?

If enough people let me.

What's it got to do with anyone else?

You're not alone in waiting for me to crack, Dr Campion.

So, I'm okay with school talks and babysitting duties.

Gives everyone a chance to see more of what I can do

and a little less of what I have done.

Can I go now?

Certainly.

Can I ask you a question, Frank?

If you must.

It's just...well, you give me this big lecture

about Nelson needing to get back to work,

and I'm just wondering why the same rules don't apply to Pete Saunders.

Different people, different rules.

Yeah. That's the thing I'm having a little trouble with.

Right.

Um...two patients present with systemic infections.

We give one gentamycin, the other one penicillin. Why?

What's that got to do with anything?

Just answer the bloody question.

Thousands of reasons - allergies, source of infection, um...

I rest my case.

Yeah, but we don't ridicule the patient with the penicillin allergy,

do we, Frank?

No, indeed we don't.

We hit them both just as hard

with exactly what it takes to make them better.

That stuff you gave me to stop heaving's kind of trippy.

It's not like you couldn't do with some mellowing out.

Can you get me my clothes and my money, please?

I need to go.

You've just come back from having a brain scan.

At least hang around to hear the results.

No. Thanks.

Justin, no-one is trying to keep you here against your will.

We're actually trying to help you.

You really believe that?

And you don't?

All I know is, Cate, that every pyramid's the same

and that the bloke on top gets there by controlling the ones underneath.

What does that even mean?

It means that I won't let you manipulate me again.

You tried to do it before by withholding information from me.

We're trying to show you how serious this situation is,

giving you the worst-case scenario,

which you're obviously going to ignore.

I'm sick of people saying they know what's best for me.

We do.

You could be bleeding into your brain right now.

It's my brain!

I think I'd know if something was wrong?

I've spent a lifetime listening to every muscle in my body, tuning them.

This isn't a martial arts class. You need medical help.

Will you trust us, please?

Trust me.

I don't know how to do that anymore.

You know what my masters had me doing in Korea, Cate?

They had me standing in the corner of the room,

watching the rest of the class.

What's this got to do with anything?

I was in Korea for a year, Cate, every single day.

But I shouldn't have even bothered,

because they didn't let me participate in their classes,

they wouldn't allow me to fight in the tournaments.

I was rotting.

Justin, listen...

No.

All you're interested in doing is trying to control me,

and that's all they cared about there too -

getting me to do what they wanted when they wanted!

Will you listen to yourself? This is not you.

Give me my clothes.

No action should be mindless. Remember?

That's all crap, Cate. It's all a lie.

Get me my clothes and my money.

What are you doing out here?

Enjoying the fresh air. Why don't you join me?

Come back inside?

I will when I finish this.

Okay. Have it your way.

Now, Jilly, the tests that I have carried out so far

have been inconclusive,

meaning I haven't been able to find anything wrong with you...

..apart from what you presented with, obviously.

Now, I can carry out more tests, but they are expensive

and it means other patients have to wait in line while I do them.

So if you could give me some more information...

I can't.

Okay. Well, then, you're wasting our time.

If you can't give me more to go on,

I'll have the doctor discharge you.

Hey, hey.

Two years ago,

I discovered a mole on my neck was getting a little bigger

and a little darker.

Melanoma.

Finally got the courage to front my GP. He found two others.

He biopsied them and...

Where were they located?

Neck, back and foot.

BCC, SCC or melanoma?

Don't know.

I mean, your doctor must have explained it to you.

I didn't go back for the results.

I'm sorry?

I couldn't.

I'd lost my aunt to melanoma the year before.

I was her primary carer, right up to the last day.

So you'd have some idea of what you'll be in for?

Once the symptoms started,

the fatigue and feeling like I had the flu all the time...

..the last thing I wanted to know

was whether I had cancer metastasising

over four to eight weeks

or FCCs that were going to give me maybe a couple of years.

So I left my husband sitting in front of the TV

and I hit the road to have as much fun as I could until...whenever.

So now you know.

Write up your report or whatever it is you have to do,

and I can get on with it.

You want me to authorise an MRI for a patient

who's here to have her wrist backslabbed and her hand stitched?

Yes, I do.

Why not a CT scan with contrast instead?

It's not as conclusive. Or as expensive.

Frank, her blood work isn't giving us anything, okay?

I need to be able to tell her with 100% certainty her diagnosis.

She's told you she's dying, but she doesn't know what she's dying of?

The MRI will answer all our questions, Frank, and hers.

I'm not sure she's the right patient for you, Nelson.

An MRI it is, then. Thank you.

Where's Curtis's practitioner's folder?

I don't know.

He seemed a bit wound up back there,

which isn't surprising, given what's going on in his life at the moment.

What's surprising is that the poor bloody bugger is coping at all.

Which is why I was wondering if...

..trying to complete the practitioner accreditation

on top of coming back as NUM might be a bit much for him.

I'm only bringing this up

because if you agree it is a bit much for him,

I can extend my stay here.

If not, I need to start looking for work elsewhere,

because my contract's up next week.

Right, good. Thanks for the offer.

But until he chokes, I'm not going to replace him.

You sure you wanna leave yourself that wide open?

Until Curtis shows me otherwise,

I'll trust that he's doing the right thing.

Of course.

How's the pain in the wrist?

It's okay.

You sure? You seem very quiet.

Oh, it's just that lying down there in that horrific machine

made it all very real again.

It's always been real, Jilly.

Not true. Not if I don't let myself think about it.

You know, if I party enough, if I shop enough, if I travel enough,

it doesn't have to exist.

You wouldn't believe some of the things I've done.

I've jumped out of planes, swum with sharks.

The best way to forget you're dying is to live, right?

But at the end of the day, it hasn't changed.

No matter what you do, it's still there.

Maybe.

But that doesn't mean you have to breathe, eat and sleep it, do you?

Nelson. Scan results.

Here we go.

Okay. I will be right back.

Thanks.

Don't look at me like that, Cate.

How's your headache? Is it getting worse?

I can handle it.

I know you can.

What I'm struggling with is why you feel the need to.

Why don't you stay in overnight and let us take care of you?

Surrender to a higher authority?

If that's the way you see it, yes.

You know it doesn't work like that, Cate.

"We should never accept authority

"merely because it comes from a great person..."

BOTH: "..or because it's written in a sacred book."

So you see, I can't surrender.

I could once, but not anymore.

I don't understand.

It only leads to disappointment.

Justin...

You were a good student, Cate.

I ever tell you that?

Maybe I should have.

Have you got a minute?

I will mark you down if you ask me stupid questions.

Jilly Winters' MRI scans are back.

Oh. Have you spoken to her yet?

Nope.

But I am right, aren't I?

Yes, it appears you are.

How am I going to tell her?

What do you mean, I'm not dying?

There's no evidence of illness in any of your tests, Jilly,

terminal or otherwise.

No cancer, nothing.

I checked the scans too.

Obviously the moles you had biopsied weren't melanomas.

What about the fatigue, the flu symptoms, just like my aunt's?

That must've been the bout of glandular fever

that showed up in the blood tests.

No, but I...I can't...

..I've thrown away my whole future, my marriage, my house, my...

Is your chest hurting? No, no, no.

Try to relax. I can't breathe. I need air.

That's not a good idea. I've gotta get out. Move!

Let's get you back to bed. My heart's beating really fast.

You're having an anxiety attack.

It's a heart attack! It's not.

Get her in the bed. Whoa. Come on, get her in the bed.

I've got this. Go, go, go.

I don't think you understand a bloody thing!

I'm getting a little sick of playing referee with you, Mr Kovacs.

I'm getting a bit bored with you too, Pete.

Alright. What's the matter now?

He wants to leave, despite hearing the results of his latest head scan.

Which are?

No swelling, bleeding over a small area, no surgery required,

but the strong recommendation of the neuro surgeons

is for Mr Kovacs to be admitted for at least the next 48 hours.

What's your problem with that?

My problem is that I have somewhere else to be.

I don't think so.

Yeah? What are you going to hold me on?

Having too much money in my pockets? Being the victim of an assault?

I thought you fell down some stairs, mate.

Justin, come on, lie down.

Have you explained to Mr Kovacs

that any agitation or increased blood pressure

could induce even more bleeding into his brain?

Of course I have.

And if it happens, I'll be back straightaway, I promise.

But right now, I'm gone.

Listen, mate, you're risking brain damage or even possibly death.

So if you do come back here,

you'll probably be on your way to the morgue.

Do you understand that?

I understand.

But now I'm leaving.

Preferably around you, but, if necessary, through you.

It's your call.

I'm sorry. I feel like such an idiot.

No need to apologise. You've had a big shock.

I went swimming with sharks. I took up smoking again.

And do you realise how many credit cards I've maxed out?

(sobs) Come on.

I'm sorry. I know this is a really ungrateful way to react.

I just... I walked out on my job

and my ex won't even speak to me since I made him sell our house.

What do I do now? Where do I go from here?

I can organise a counsellor.

Can they get the last two years of my life back for me?

No, but he might be able to help you get it back on track.

Jilly, this is good news.

Look, look, look.

Right now all you can think about is what you've lost, yeah?

But you've been given a second chance, okay?

You've gotta take it, you know. Make the most of it.

And maybe next time a doctor sends you for tests,

you'll go back for the results.

FRANK: What have we got?

Unknown male, anonymous call-in. Obvious assault.

Unconscious at scene.

Laceration and boggy mass to left occipital region.

Major blood loss at scene. Chest and abdominal trauma.

VINCENT: Everybody ready?

On three. One, two, three.

Deformation to right wrist. GCS 3, BP 83/42. Pulse 131.

Intubated at scene, times two 16-gauge cannulas in situ,

IV Hartmann's infusing.

FAST Machine, Vincent?

Yep, and get some O-neg, please.

We'll need LFTs, UECs, group and hold, cross-matching for four units.

CATE: I'll check his BSL.

Acute abdomen. CHARLOTTE: And a left blown pupil.

It's positive for free fluid. He's been bleeding for hours.

DAN: Okay. His BP's dropping, 70/35, and his pulse is 181.

He's bleeding out.

Dan, call the neurosurgical team, tell them we'll meet in Theatre.

I was hoping I'd find you.

I've just been looking over your nurse practitioner case study.

There's a few more details you need to provide before we send it off.

Sure. Sorry. It's not a problem.

I'll grab them off you tomorrow, if that's okay.

Thank you.

You have a good night.

Ah, Curtis. How did Jilly end up?

Red-eyed, confused, talking the counsellor's ear off.

I suppose I would be too if I'd spent the last 18 months

thinking I was living on borrowed time.

Yes, I guess so.

You did very well today.

Thank you.

Hey, it's pizza night - Kathleen's favourite.

You wanna join us?

No, not tonight, Frank.

I'm not great company at the moment.

Were you ever?

Look, I've got to admit, I was wondering how you'd cope.

Want to tell me anything? It's not mine.

Come on, Curtis.

Curtis!

Yeah, Roger that. Back-up in attendance.

WOMAN ON RADIO: Copy that. Give us a call.

SAUNDERS: Will do. Over. Can you bring those guys up to speed?

Hey. G'day.

Looks like you were right. The place was littered with these.

Betting slips?

Mmm. Illegal fighting. No rules, no holds barred.

At least we know where Kovacs got his $10,000 from.

I'm guessing he won last night's bout.

So that guy was almost beaten to death for a bet?

A lot of money changes hands in these things, Cate.

Is he gonna make it?

No idea. He's still in Theatre.

Took you a while to call us.

I wasn't sure whether I was doing the right thing.

Look, I understand he was a friend, Cate,

and he did the right thing too, in the end.

He must have made that call to the ambos.

Don't suppose there was any sign of him when you arrived?

Nope. He was long gone.

You alright?

Yeah.

I was looking for you.

I've got Nelson's accreditation paperwork here.

I wasn't sure if you wanted to look after it.

Are you still free to extend your stay as nursing unit manager?

If you need me, but I thought...

Things have changed.

Such as? Do you want to stay on or not?

Of course. I told you, as long as you need me to.