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I have no idea why you would want to transfer your specialty to the ED,

but I assume it's because

you know you'll be joining the best emergency team in the country.

I do.

Listen, this is a very different world from your cushy Theatre job.

You'll have half a dozen cases on the go and another five waiting,

so you've gotta make the right decisions,

and you've gotta make them fast.

I can do that. Good.

Frank, we've got incoming.

Hey, Sean.

You might want to write some of this down.

I have a photographic memory.

Welcome aboard.

You can sit this one out if you wish.

Thanks, but I don't want special treatment.

Everleigh, no-one gets special treatment here.

You'll have one shift to prove you're up to it, or you'll be out.

TONY: Sophie Celna, 28.

Fell between the train and the platform,

pulled out by bystanders.

Hi, Sophie. I'm Dr Everleigh.

Can you help me, please?

That's why we're here.

There's abdo bruising, obvious crush injury to left leg.

We'll sort it out in no time, I promise.

Circulatory obs?

Intact. She was alert and cooperative at the scene.

BP stable. Leg splinted. IV saline started en route.

Alright. Let's get her transferred.

Right, now, I'm going to examine you,

and we need to put in another cannula for blood tests.

CATE: Won't take a minute.

Oh, my God.

Michelle? Hey. It's me, Dan.

CHARLOTTE: I'll do bloods.

FBC, UECs, LFTs, group and hold, and cross-match.

Dan Goldman. We went to high school together. Remember?

Chest is clear.

Can someone tell my husband what's happened, please?

I can do that for you.

Pupils equal and reactive.

You really don't remember?

I'm sorry, I... No.

Greendale High.

Dan, this is Sophie Celna.

On a scale of one to 10, how bad is your leg pain?

Seven.

Let's get Sophie morphine in 2.5mg increments until she's pain-free.

How's that sound?

Yeah, that's great. Thank you.

I'll get it.

And Gentamycin 100mg IV, thanks, Dan.

And, Dan, let's run some Hartmann's at 100ml an hour.

Yeah.

Don't you hate that, when you think you know someone and you don't?

I don't think. I know her. I know her.

Her name's Michelle Carter.

So you guys were obviously good friends,

you and this Michelle Carter?

Or was it more a case of you worshipping her from afar?

Okay.

So what happened? Did you lose touch after school or something?

No... She disappeared. Disappeared?

Mmm. Just before the HSC.

The cops got involved, they interviewed her whole grade,

but in the end they decided she was just another teenage runaway.

That's probably why she's changed her name,

because she doesn't want to be found out.

Still, it doesn't explain why she didn't recognise you, though.

It's her, alright?!

I'm just saying it's strange, that's all.

Yeah, it is.

Okay. Thanks.

Beaumont, is Everleigh going to be okay in there?

Yeah, he'll be fine.

Good.

You be his babysitter today, will you?

Frank, can I not?

Watch him.

Pulses are strong.

That's good, right?

Very good.

Now wiggle your toes for me.

Okay. Can you tell me if this feels sharp or dull?

It's a bit sharp. Like pins and needles.

Has someone called my husband?

Cate left a message for him.

Have you had a tetanus shot recently?

No.

Okay. We'll organise one for you.

How's the pain now?

Uh, better.

Gentamycin's commenced.

Okay, I'll need to feel your belly.

You let me know if I'm hurting you, alright?

How's that leg looking?

It's not compound, but I think there's tib and fib involvement.

She'll need X-rays, both AP and lateral views.

Sorry, Sophie.

Ecchymosis and friction burns

to the right and left iliac and hypogastric regions.

We better get Radiology to include a supine abdominal.

Yep.

How did you get this?

Car accident when I was a teenager.

Nasty.

I'll notify Radiology about the extra films.

Are you taking her? Dan?

Yeah. That's protocol.

I'll see you when you get back, Sophie.

I'll just let Cate know where we'll be

in case your husband turns up, okay?

Yeah, great. Thanks.

What do you think of that scar?

Least of her problems.

Where's the phone extension list kept?

Could it be from a tattoo removal?

I doubt it,

unless there was some fierce post-procedural infection.

It's just that the girl I used to know

had a tattoo in that exact place, a rose.

I'll check her old records.

An old scar isn't the issue right now.

Yeah.

Well, maybe the car accident left her with some other complications

we should know about.

Or maybe you still think this is your long-lost girlfriend.

Oh, no, I'm just being thorough.

Go for it, then.

I'm betting he won't let that one go.

Doesn't look like it.

So, tell me, Dr Beaumont, Frank's got you babysitting me, hasn't he?

Yep.

By my reckoning,

one more case study should complete your practitioner's portfolio.

I know.

No sense in delaying it, Curtis.

Unless you don't want the accreditation?

I'll look into it, Frank, okay?

Next patient that comes through that door is yours, no argument.

That's just a simple lac. There's no tendon involvement there.

Just need a couple of sutures and a tet tox and he'll be on his way.

Frank being his usual subtle self, is he?

I wish he'd get off my back.

Mate, you put in a hell of an effort just to get this far.

That was when it seemed like a good career move for the future.

It still is, isn't it?

Look, Nelson, the sooner you finish the accreditation,

the sooner you're back here managing the ED.

Yeah, I know.

You okay? Mmm.

MAN: Don't worry your pretty little head about it, love.

That's all I need - Dennis the bloody menace.

Hey, chance of getting some service here, Curtis?

Come on. Come on.

Jacqueline's sick and I want someone to see her straightaway.

I'll be there in a second, Dennis.

Bugger that.

I'll swipe her through with my own card.

Hold on. Dennis...

Come on, through here, darl.

Hey, hey.

You cannot use a maintenance pass to admit a patient.

Just did, sweetheart. Come on, I'll find you a bed.

Don't be silly, Dennis. I'm not that sick.

Is it just nausea? Yeah.

Just? She's been chucking her guts up.

Bloody cruise. Should sue them.

Alright. Well, I'll get... Thank you.

Here you are.

When did the cruise get back?

This morning.

Bloody fantastic it was too. You should try it some time, Curtis.

Might untwist those panties of yours, mate.

When did you start feeling ill?

Oh, she started spewing about three days ago.

Boy, did we tie one on the night before that, though, hey?

Bula-bula, remember?

Dennis... Yeah?

Will you please let Jacqueline answer?

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, sure.

Yeah, about three days ago I woke up with stomach pains.

Are you on any medication?

No. No.

Any allergies?

None that I know of.

Me either.

Okay, well, let's get you into a bed

and then we'll try and work out what's going on.

Okay.

I told ya. You just gotta know how to handle this lot.

The nurses, I meant... I meant the nurses.

So, tell me about this car accident you had.

Oh?

The mark on your arm. You said it was from a car accident?

Oh, that was years ago. Before I was married.

Oh, right. What was your maiden name?

Wilson. What? Why?

We just need all your medical records,

make sure we've got all the information we need to treat you.

Okay.

I'll just clean up some of those small abrasions.

Are you in any pain now?

I can't feel much at the moment.

What was she like?

Hmm?

The friend I remind you of.

Well, I haven't actually seen her in almost 10 years.

Oh.

Do you have any relatives out in Greendale way?

None that I know of.

My family are all from the northern beaches.

Hello.

Sophie, this is Dr Hughes.

He's our surgical registrar, he's a genius

and he's going to look at your abdomen.

So, I hear you've been playing chicken with trains.

Yeah, something like that.

I missed my footing getting off,

jammed my leg down beside the platform.

Slight dilation of the loop of the bowel.

Yeah. Could be wind.

Might sort itself out.

Oblique fracture of the distal tibia and fibula.

That will probably need pinning and plating, Sophie.

Want me to give Orthopaedics a call?

Yeah.

No, I don't want anything to happen before my husband gets here.

My husband makes all the decisions.

Well, he's on his way.

Listen,

we're going to backslab that leg for you to keep it still

until the bone man can review you, alright?

Okay.

Dan, keep on eye on her neurovascular obs.

Mm-hm.

What are you doing here? I thought you quit.

Yes, from the ED, not the hospital.

What are you doing here?

Departmental reports from Admin.

From RN to the mailroom. Boy, have you come up in the world.

Yes. I'm the transitional care and discharge nurse.

The one who'd normally bring these down to you

has just been traumatised

by a certain Director of Emergency Medicine.

So here I am, Frank, delivering. There you go.

Do us a favour - read them.

What for?

Oh, come on. You might learn something.

That'll be the day.

You're not making Nelson deal with Dennis, are you?

I'm not making Nelson do anything.

You know Dennis always rubs him up the wrong way.

When he's a nurse practitioner, he won't be able to pick and choose.

He may as well get used to it.

File that, will you?

Well, you've been warned.

Hey, I was thinking we should all head to Cougars tonight,

to celebrate Sean's first day.

Sounds marvellous.

We'll see you there, then? Ooh, no.

Oh, come on, Von.

What about you, Jack? Cougars tonight, for Sean's first day?

Yeah, sure. Great.

Yeah, I forgot he started today. How's he doing?

Hasn't killed anyone yet.

And how's my favourite little nurse?

Busy.

The doctor will be able to tell you exactly what's going on, Mr Celna.

She's okay? I mean, she's not seriously injured or anything?

Hi. Hey.

I was so worried.

I didn't know what to think when they left that message.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. It's just...

Let's not worry about that now.

The important thing is that you're okay.

Are you the doctor?

Sean Everleigh.

Steve Celna. So what's the story?

Your wife has multiple fractures to her leg

that will most likely require surgery,

and some abdominal bruising that won't.

Well, that's a relief.

I should never have let you take that job.

Come on. It was an accident, that's all.

In fact, can you call them and let them know what's happened,

because I might not be in tomorrow.

Sophie, you won't be back at work for weeks.

What? What do you mean? I only just started there.

Pity you can't get your double to take over.

What's that?

Dan here reckons I've got an exact double walking around.

Just this girl I went to high school with.

Two of you, Soph? I couldn't be that lucky.

Hey.

What's up with you, grump?

Nothing.

What do I have to do to be recognised around here, Jack?

I've worked hard here.

We are understaffed and we're still functioning,

but all I ever hear is,

"When's Nelson coming back as Nursing Unit Manager?"

Listen,

we all understand what a great job you've been doing here, Deanna.

Yeah, but the second Nelson wants back in the chair, I'm gone.

Listen, he needs to get back on his feet, and, um...

..it is his job, after all.

You'll find something else.

Maybe not here, but with your experience...

I don't want to work anywhere else. I like working here.

I like working with you.

It won't matter where you work.

It won't make any difference to us, will it?

It's not just about us.

I just don't think Nelson's ready to manage the ED.

Not yet.

Do you?

I'm not sure, but it's not my decision.

And it's not yours either.

Want a bet?

Were any of the other passengers sick?

Yeah. Yeah, a couple.

Yeah, food poisoning, I reckon. You know, Suva Surprise.

Any dizziness?

Yeah, sometimes when I stand up.

And you said you've been vomiting?

Yeah. Yeah.

So are we gonna see a doctor?

Actually, I'm handling this one.

Says who?

Says me.

No, not good enough, Curtis. Not good enough at all.

And says Dr Campion.

It's fine with me, Dennis.

Alright. Okay. Alright.

Any diarrhoea?

No.

I had the squirts a bit, though.

Well, I did.

I'll head off, okay? I'll see you a bit later on.

Okay.

Got to...make a phone call.

I'm really sorry. I know he can be a bit...

Don't...don't worry about it.

Well, she has a three-day history of intermittent stomach pain

with nausea and occasional vomiting.

Low-grade fever and more frequent urination.

Anyone else on the cruise have the same symptoms?

Yeah, a couple, they said.

I've done the usual bloods and a beta HCG,

thick and thin films for malaria, and an MSU.

PHONE RINGS Diagnosis?

Maybe a urinary tract infection.

Or?

Viral gastroenteritis?

More likely.

Well, um, do all the stuff with the bloods

and we'll take it from there.

Dr Campion, we have a trauma incoming.

Clear Resus.

We're going to move you to another spot

while we're waiting for the Orthopaedic review.

Look, doctor,

I think I might have Sophie transferred to another hospital.

The bed relocation is no big deal, Mr Celna.

The orthopods haven't even been down yet.

We have private health cover- we might as well use it.

I really would advise against moving her at this stage.

Why's that?

Any disturbance to a injury like this should be avoided

until the fracture's been stabilised.

Yeah, but it's stabilised now, isn't it?

What's the difference if she's waiting here for surgery

or in another hospital?

Um...look, if you really want to move her, I can't stop you,

but you should at least wait for our bone specialist to examine her.

Is that really necessary?

Look, call your health fund.

Find out the names of your preferred orthopaedic specialists

and the private hospitals they admit to in your area.

Okay. I'll do that.

We can organise a transfer once she's been cleared by our orthopaedic team.

Thank you.

I'll make some calls. Won't be long.

Okay.

Okay, here we go.

JACK: You right with that? TONY: Yep.

What have we got?

Lachlan Bates. 16 years old.

Fell off a horse during polo training at school.

Has the school notified his parents?

No idea.

Need a hand? Yep, that'd be good.

Injury to lower back, complaining of pain,

pins and needles and weakness in legs.

Lachlan, can you hear us?

BP 90/60, pulse 100. Spinal immobilisation.

Oxygen at 12 litres. IV Hartmann's infusing.

Yeah, well, my girl got sick

and I'm holding you lot personally responsible for it, alright?

Hey?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Yeah?

You'll be reading about it in the newspapers, then.

How do you like them apples?

You pay a couple of grand for a holiday,

and this is the bloody treatment you get.

I need you to fill out these forms.

More paperwork.

Jacqueline wasn't triaged.

Yeah, fair enough.

Everything going okay with Nelson?

Uh, well, I suppose if we can't have a proper doctor,

he'll have to do.

It's just he's been through such a lot lately.

What do you mean?

Pupils equal and reactive.

Okay, Lachlan, I want you to squeeze my hands as hard as you can.

That's it. Good man.

I bet you're good at arm-wrestling.

Lachlan, push your feet against my hands, mate.

Come on, mate. One big, hard push.

Okay, some neurological deficit with initial paralysis.

Let's get that radiology done, shall we?

Am I going to be okay?

That's the plan, my friend.

Oh, Curtis. There you are.

I told you, Dennis - the tests will take a while to come back.

Yeah, yeah. Look, don't worry about that for now, mate.

What are you doing?

Look, Nelson, I just heard what happened at your wedding, mate.

And I'm really sorry for your loss, mate. I truly am.

Kerry was a good sort.

I'm busy, Dennis.

I...I just want you to know that I'm here for you, mate.

Look, I know what it's like to lose someone you care about, okay?

My wife buggered off with my brother.

And I know that doesn't hold a candle to having your loved one murdered,

but I know what it's like to hurt.

I thought it was going to kill me.

But you get through it. You do.

So if you need anything, you ask. Okay?

Just give it to me straight.

Nothing would give me greater pleasure

than to give it to you straight, Dennis.

I know.

I've got your back, okay? You remember that.

You're a good man.

Ah! Sorry.

Your leg's a little bit more swollen than it was before.

Oh, God.

Yeah, okay.

Hey, I think I can get you into Exeter Private.

That's...that's good.

Can you wiggle your toes?

No. It hurts.

It's okay, Soph. I'll take care of you.

What's going on?

I think the swelling in her leg

might be affecting the circulation in her foot.

And that means?

Once I'm done here, I'll get a doctor for you.

Yeah, you do that.

It's okay. We'll be out of here soon, I promise.

Sean, Sophie's pedal pulses are diminished.

Her capillary refill is sluggish.

And I checked out her medical records too - they only go back five years.

Did you check under her maiden name?

Yep. Maiden name has no record.

You've gotta let this go, mate.

All I'm saying is, if she was involved in a serious car accident,

there would be a record of it.

Maybe it happened somewhere else - interstate, even overseas, mate.

I'm telling you, I know this woman.

Well, maybe you do, but right now, this isn't our problem,

her leg is, okay?

I'm sorry, Sophie, but I have to do this.

It's really hurting.

If you could give us a second, Mr Celna?

I want to stay.

It shouldn't take too long. You can wait just outside.

It's alright, Steve.

Can you describe the pain for me?

I don't know. It's like an ache.

Okay. Just try to relax.

Sophie, have you ever been overseas?

No. Why?

Or just lived interstate?

No, I told you, I grew up in the northern beaches.

I still live there.

It's just that I tried to check your medical records,

but they only go back five years,

and your maiden name comes up with nothing, so...

Dan. ..can you explain that?

Sorry, what does this matter?

It doesn't.

Why are you lying, Michelle?

Dan.

My name is Sophie.

This isn't from a car accident. It was a tattoo.

Can you please stop asking me questions?

Dan, you need to step out.

She's lying. Why are you lying?

I'm not lying. I don't know. Alright? I don't know.

I don't... Can you just leave me alone?

What's going on?

I don't know.

He just keeps asking me these things over and over again,

and I don't know.

I can't remember the answers.

I don't know. What are the answers, Steve?

What in heaven's name do you think you're doing?

I was just trying to help.

Dan, out.

It's alright, baby. I'm here.

I want that transfer, and I want it now.

And what do you want, Sophie?

I want whatever Steve decides is best.

What was all that about?

I just want to know what we're going to do.

We're going to organise a transfer as requested.

That's fantastic. What about her leg?

Orthopaedics haven't been down to look at her yet.

They're not willing to wait for that now, thanks to your third degree.

That husband of hers might not be thinking about her medical welfare,

but maybe you should, hmm?

And are you?

Or is this about something else altogether?

What's SHE saying about the transfer?

Well...anything he wants her to say.

Anything he wants her to say? Exactly.

Don't you think that's pretty weird?

I'm telling you, there's some sort of control thing going on up there.

Please don't let him take her away from here, please.

Not until I can figure out what's going on, okay?

I don't have a choice.

Sean, listen to me...

No, you listen, you need to stay away from her.

Okay.

From both of them. Do you understand?

Dennis, stop.

The squeaky wheel gets the grease. You watch this.

Curtis...

What are you doing in here?

Mate, dumping us back out in the waiting room's just on, okay?

We're tired of waiting.

If you want to go home, I'll call with the results.

Sorry, no can do. Got to look after my princess.

Go back to the waiting room, Dennis.

I'll have the results as soon as I can.

Now, I won't tell you again.

Look, I know we had a little moment there before,

but I'm still watching you.

You and Dennis had a moment? Don't ask.

Want me to take him off your hands?

No.

Did you tell him about, um, Kerry?

No.

Well, someone just did.

SEAN: I've been thinking about

this whole mix-up with Dan being so sure he knows you.

Yeah, I didn't mean to upset him before.

It's just...he kept going on about it, all those questions.

CATE: It's alright. We understand.

Maybe if we all talk a little bit more

about why he thought he knew you,

we might be able to set his mind at rest.

That scar on your arm, for example.

Dan's got it into his head that you've had a tattoo removed.

As if you wouldn't remember that.

What did he say the tattoo was?

A rose. A rose.

He also said his friend's dad had one too.

I wonder why a girl would get a tattoo done

exactly the same as her father?

So that she could identify him by it

if he ended up dead in a gutter somewhere.

So he wouldn't be just another dead junkie.

I need to speak to Dan. Please, I really want to talk to Dan.

Sure. Of course.

Hey.

Hi.

Can you tell me, um, some more about this friend of yours,

the one I look like?

Sure. What do you want to know?

Everything.

Um...like, what, what, uh...

what was she like at school, and her friends, parents,

you know...

Okay.

Well, um...

..she was a bit of a rebel, you know.

She liked to stay out late, jig class, give the teachers heaps.

I thought she was cool, very cool.

She lived with her dad in a caravan park.

I never actually met him, but she used to talk about him heaps.

He was stoned a lot and he got into fights down the pub.

My mum had a theory that he was the reason why she ran away.

She wanted to escape.

Escape?

Michelle, look at me. You remember me, don't you, huh?

Can you tell me some more?

She went out one night and never came back.

We were all interviewed by the cops,

but in the end, they said she'd just run away.

No...

Just try to relax.

My heart's just...

Okay. Just try to slow down your breathing.

Slow and steady.

I'm going to be sick. Okay. Hold on to that.

I need a hand here.

What's wrong? What's happening to her?

She's having a panic attack.

It just, it really...

It's okay.

Do something!

What's wrong?

I don't know, I just...

Just step out while we get this under control?

I'm not leaving her.

It wasn't a request, Mr Celna.

Okay, in through the nose, out through the mouth.

Big deep breaths. That's the way.

I'm giving you some Diazepam, Sophie. It will help settle you.

You'll be okay now.

It's burning. Where's Steve?

He's outside.

We met on the beach. Oh, no, that's not right.

I don't know what's happening to me.

Just try to control your breathing, okay?

CHARLOTTE: The swelling has escalated in the leg.

Loosening the bandage had no effect. Neither did the anti-inflammatories.

Let's get the backslab right off.

My leg, it feels like it's going to explode!

She's tachycardic and hypertensive.

It's compartment syndrome.

Can you do something, please?

Page Vincent or Jack. I don't care which.

Where's Steven? I need him. He needs to tell me what to do!

Sean.

We need to do a fasciotomy.

Sophie, listen to me.

The pressure in your leg has built up to the point

where it's cutting off your circulation.

To relieve that pressure, we need to cut open the leg.

Do you understand what I'm saying to you?

Sophie?

No, I'm not Sophie. I'm not Sophie. I'm Michelle. My name's Michelle.

My name's...

Ah! Everything's going to be okay.

My name's Michelle.

(screams)

(continues screaming)

(screams)

Second incision.

(screams)

It's okay. Shh, it's over. Shh.

The pain should ease up now.

Vincent's on his way.

Thanks.

Morphine?

Yeah, 2.5mg IV, thanks, Cate.

How do you feel now?

Where's Steve? I just need Steve.

You want to hazard a guess as to what that was all about?

Well, she's pretty messed up emotionally.

You might want to consider a psych review.

Good news, Dr Everleigh.

Her left calf diameter's only 5cm bigger than the right now,

circulation's restored, and her pain's under control.

Good.

Is Sophie alright?

We've got her stabilised, but she needs to go to Theatre urgently.

What? She can't make that decision, not without me.

She's an adult, Mr Celna, perfectly capable of making her own decisions.

You don't know her like I do.

Why don't you and I take a walk, hmm?

I need to see my wife.

Mr Celna, we're looking after her.

That's what you want, isn't it - for her to be okay?

Come on. Come on.

No, that will be fine.

Thank you.

Bye.

Was that Sean's first fasciotomy?

Yeah.

So much for me having to babysit him. He's good.

Yeah. Well, yeah, he is.

I don't think she'll even need skin grafts.

She's resting comfortably, but she won't be going anywhere in a hurry.

But the transfer's all arranged.

I know, but as I said, we need to get her to Theatre,

and I'd like to organise for a psychiatrist to assess her

once she's out of the anaesthetic.

Absolutely not.

Mr Celna...

You think she's crazy? I don't use that word.

There's something going on, and we need to find out what.

It's absolutely unnecessary.

And Dan, the nurse you met before, was right.

Her name isn't Sophie, it's Michelle. She said so herself.

And?

People change their names all the time.

Maybe, but they usually remember doing it.

Your wife seemed unaware of...

Look. You have absolutely no right to go snooping into our business.

No right!

Sophie's a good girl.

All you need to do is help her make the right decisions. That's it.

Did you know your wife was a teenage runaway?

Sophie is my soul mate.

I knew it the minute I laid eyes on her.

We're meant to be together. Is that okay with you?

There's no indications of urinary tract infection

and no bacteria in the blood,

and your white cell count was normal.

That's good, isn't it?

Yes.

So you found nothing. What a waste of bloody time.

Uh, no, Dennis... we did find something.

Oh, shit.

Well, whatever it is, darl, we'll get through it.

You're pregnant.

Pregnant?

Congratulations.

And we'll refer you to the antenatal outpatients department

for follow-up care.

But I don't understand.

Dennis only has one testicle.

One's all it takes.

That's the best bloody news I've ever heard!

Hey, thanks, mate!

You're welcome, Dennis.

That's unreal. Thanks, boss.

My teste works! I'm not shooting blanks!

The power of one, hey?

Hello!

Uh, Deanna.

My letter of reference for Curtis's accreditation.

Copy it and forward it on to the appropriate people, will you?

Right.

He'll be ready to hop back into the NUM's job,

so if I were you, I'd be thinking about what I'm going to do next.

Where's the EDIS stats?

Dr Campion, if you're still angry with me

about the incident report involving Von last week,

I've admitted my mistake.

It was never my intention to make her leave the ED.

I never said it was.

How well do you know Dennis Poole?

The maintenance man? Hmm.

I know who he is, of course.

It's just that he seems to have information about certain people

that he really shouldn't have.

I was just wondering how he came by it.

And you think I've got something to do with it?

Do you?

Dr Campion...if you've got a moment later on, after the shift maybe,

I'd really like to have a talk with you.

What about, Deanna?

I'd just like to talk to you.

And we had English together, we had History together.

You always used to sit right at the back.

And...

Mr Daley.

Yeah!

The teacher's name was Mr Daley.

Yeah.

Did he wear those jackets with the patches on the elbows?

Yeah, he did.

Do you remember the day

when he banned you from going to the school dance?

It was the same day you asked him

if his mother sewed those patches on for him.

You went anyway.

And I'm really glad that you did, Michelle.

What? What? What is it?

It feels like there's this other person living in my head.

Every time I think that I'm remembering something,

there's this voice that's telling me that I'm wrong.

I am a good girl, though, I am.

Steve made me good.

How did he do that?

I don't know. I can't remember.

You can remember.

Think back to the first time that you met him.

Where was it?

Uh...he was at the pub.

I was trying to get my dad out of there.

Great. You met Steve in the pub.

No, I met him at the beach. I was at the beach and then...

There wasn't any beaches near us.

It's alright.

No... It's alright.

He promised he'd look after me, and he was the only person who did,

because I was so bad.

No, you weren't bad!

But Sophie isn't, Sophie's good.

I am good.

If you say that enough times, it becomes true, right?

Oh.

Tell us more about the night Steve promised to look after you.

Um...

We went back to his home and...

I don't even know.

I think I must have slept for, like, days and days.

Is it possible he drugged you?

It was dark.

His house? Or just the room you were in?

I think he hurt me.

He burnt my tattoo off.

And it hurt so much.

"You've gotta answer the questions.

"Now, what's your name?

"No. No, see, that's wrong. Your name is Sophie.

"Now tell me, what... Answer the question. What's your name?

"You're not going to eat and you're not going to drink

"and you'll be here forever unless you answer the questions."

Oh, Michelle...

Stop it. I'm Sophie.

Um, I'll call the cops.

No, I don't want... No. Can you not, please?

We can make sure Steve doesn't hurt you again.

The police will charge him and take him away.

No, you see, Michelle, she's no-one, nothing.

And I am Sophie.

Dan, Steve saved me.

Oh.

He saved me and I love him for that.

We've organised for a counsellor to talk to you

once you're out of surgery, alright?

Thank you.

Hey.

Will you be there when I wake up?

I'm always there when you wake up, baby. You know that.

Excuse us.

I love you.

Thanks for everything you've done.

Like I said, we just want your wife to get the help she needs.

I'm all she needs. I know what's best for her. I always have.

Not sure the police will agree with that.

Why? All I did was save a teenage runaway.

Goodbye, Doctor.

Alright?

He tortured her until he got the woman he wanted,

and now she says she loves him.

How do we undo that?

I don't know.

Ultimately it's all going to be up to Sophie.

Michelle. Her name's Michelle, okay?

We won't let you get away with this.

You realise that, don't you?

I've already got away with it.

Well, let's see what counselling and time does to that theory, Mr Celna.

Either way, you will never get to hurt Michelle again.

Well, there are a thousand Michelles in this world, Doctor.

So if you succeed in taking this one away from me,

I will find another one to save.

Maybe someone younger... a little less used.

JACK: Ah, there you are.

I was beginning to think you'd forgotten about our little chat.

So, what do you want to talk about?

I want to know what I've done wrong.

I've worked hard.

I've stayed longer than I was supposed to,

but I get the feeling you disapprove of me somehow.

Really?

Do you?

Let's just say I'm beginning to wonder

why strange things seem to happen when you're around.

Strange things?

Why does Curtis threaten you so much?

Can't be personal, unless there's some deep, dark secret between you

that I know nothing about.

No secret. And he doesn't threaten me.

Oh, so it's the job.

The one that you currently have on loan

and which I assume you don't want to give back.

That's unfair.

Please don't play the doe-eyed innocent with me.

I know what you're up to.

With all due respect, you have no idea what I'm up to.

I know it involves kicking a man when he's down,

rubbing the team up the wrong way,

and you've got two weeks left on your contract.

So if you should decide right now to walk away,

I would support that decision.

In fact, I would applaud it,

because it will save me the trouble of going to Admin tomorrow morning

and making sure you get the sack.

Is there anything else you want to talk about?

Goodnight.

What did Frank want to see you about?

I've gotta get out of here. What...what did he want?

Hey...

Please, just take me home.

Sure.

Hey, mate.

I heard you finished the whole practitioner thing today.

Yeah.

Hey. Well done.

You looking forward to actually doing the job now?

Yeah, I am.

Cool.

I'm looking for pool players. Any takers?

Count me in.

What? I play pool.

Good.

You too. Come on. Charlotte and I want to kick some butt.

Alright.

We'll see you at the table.

Show us what you're made of.

How you doing?

Fine.

You going for some record here or what?

Life sucks, Sean. You know that?

You know what else sucks, mate? Hangovers.

Come on. I'll drive you home.

She didn't even remember who I was.

I was just some dick that went to school with her.

Come on.

Can you listen? For once, listen.

Can you keep a secret?

After the school dance,

we went back to this party and we spent the night together,

and she doesn't remember any of it.

I loved her. I loved her so much.

She was so nice, Shane.

Sean.

Sean, I said Sean... don't patronise me.

Hey.

when I'm down and feeling blue

Deanna, will you please talk to me?

What did Frank say to you to make you so upset?

Nothing. I don't want you getting involved.

Well, I'm already involved.

I need to know what happened?

He...

..he wanted to know what I was prepared to do to keep my job.

I was an idiot to agree to meet him alone.

Let's just leave it at that.

No, let's not leave it at that. What did he say to you?

Jack, do I have to spell this out?

He wanted me to have sex with him.

He said either I agree to it

or he'll go to Nursing Admin and have me fired.

What am I going to do?