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Everybody up against the wall.

I said now!

Move!

DAN: I love you.

Understood?

Come out, wherever you are.

Who said romance was dead?

Shut up and do what you're told.

(Grunts) Dad!

Guess.

FRANK: Leave her here. It makes much more sense if you take me.

Why's that? I'm a senior member of staff.

If someone asks what you're doing, I can tell them to bugger off.

You think I'm too dumb to have pulled this off.

I wasn't saying that.

You're forgetting that I've arranged things

so everyone will be a bit too busy

to wonder what I'm doing in the hospital pharmacy.

No.

I'm going to leave you in the capable hands

of a lovely lady here, Frankie.

You'll look after Cranky Frankie for me, won't ya?

For you? Anything.

Vlasek, how's he doing?

Enough, alright?! If they've got a problem, they'll tell you.

He's still sedated. God knows how. I said, "Shut up!"

Hey! Patience, patience.

Hmm? Hmm?

We've got a live one here.

You guys better be on your best behaviour.

KNOCK AT DOOR What the hell is that?

Hey, can anyone hear me? This door's locked.

Hello! Can anyone hear me? This door's locked.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Get rid of him. How long can you keep this up?

Somebody will wonder why this place is shut down.

Taylor, stop banging on that thing, will ya?

For a second there, I thought you'd all gone on strike. Open up.

No, I can't do that. The door's are buggered.

No-one can get in or out.

What?

So, just go home. Your shift's finished.

What about the girl - Georgina? She get out in time?

You said we only had two hours. Yeah, I know, I know.

Say I didn't run every red light

getting those samples to the transplant team for nothing.

No, mate, she's fine. She's probably on the operating table as we speak.

What have we got to do to get these doors open?

Get rid of him.

Just go home and get some sleep.

There's not much point. I'm back on duty in a couple of hours.

Just do it anyway, eh?

Call me if you need anything. Yeah. No worries. See ya.

Nice work, Frank.

I can hear someone but I can't make out what they're saying.

Can you hear Ric?

She's smart enough to keep herself out of trouble.

Do you think those maniacs need an excuse, do ya?

Maybe you should take him. JAMES: Na.

I need someone who's easy to push around.

Jealousy gets you hot for me, doesn't it?

So hot you might end up burnt if you're not careful.

Hey.

You're the only one for me, you know that?

Hmm?

Hey. You guys want to cut it out?

It's almost time. Better hit it.

You don't have to leave for over 10. It's one gig I won't be late for.

You guys better behave.

When Mel gets angry, not even Smokey can keep a leash on her.

Do you want to say goodbye to lover boy?

Hey, Danny! I'm taking your girl for a walk.

Ricky, Ricky, are you OK?

I'm fine. Don't worry.

She'll be fine. I'll have my eyes on her the whole time.

And my hands. If you get my drift.

Don't say that. You bastard! Ease up.

Good one. Get all the dogs barking then just bugger off, why don't you?

Just having a little bit of fun.

Stop. Piss off!

Stop it!

Remember what this looks like?

JACK: Oh, come on, you can do better than that.

I told you, you need to get a new sample.

Which I can't do because the E.D.'s in lock down.

So, if you can't test the one you've got...

Which you know I can't. I've already tried.

Well, send it off to another lab.

Does Frank Campion

actually run lessons on how to hassle Pathology?

Or does it just come naturally to all E.D. doctors?

Hmm.

Thought so.

Although, you are more polite than he's ever been.

That's why you're going to help me out, yeah?

Who is this? Ann-Maree.

Your girlfriend?

No. She's a mate's girlfriend.

And they both really need to know if the cancer's spread.

OK. I'll organise for another lab to run the test.

But you owe me for this. Big-time.

Sure. You name it, it's yours.

You name it.

Well, how about I take you out for lunch sometime next week?

No deal. I've got a week off starting tomorrow.

How about a working girl's brunch?

Coffee and a Danish right now.

Yeah, now, that's my kind of date.

Cheap. (Chuckles)

Why aren't I surprised?

That's our coffee list.

You won't mind shouting all of us. (All chuckle)

Will you?

(Gasps) Dad.

(Gasps) Dad!

(Whispers) Can you reach the phone?

I don't feel well.

Sweetheart, everything's going to be fine. Just try and relax.

Someone shut that kid up.

For God's sake, she is not doing it on purpose!

I don't care!

BEEPING

What the hell is that?

There's increased pressure in the airway.

So, fix it, dickhead. I need ABG.

That's arterial blood... Hey. Hey. Back up.

You know, without access to drugs or a proper operating theatre,

that man's got Buckley's of surviving.

I don't care.

Well, you should care. Especially now.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, you've taken a pretty huge risk staying behind, haven't you?

What risk?

That you'll be set up as bait.

'Cause let's face it, James doesn't have to come back here.

He can just take off with Erica

and all the drugs he pulls out of the pharmacy, can't he?

He was just stirring before.

He doesn't have a thing for that bag-of-bones nurse.

Really? He could have fooled me.

Because I've been kicking her up the backside for two weeks

because of all the time she spends with him.

He's still not going to walk away from all of this.

That's small change compared to what he'll pull from that pharmacy.

He said so himself.

Shut up!

Right, you two, over here. Yep.

Over there with motormouth. Come on, go!

And if I hear one more word from anyone,

I'm gonna start using this.

Move!

You're never going to get away with this.

I'm not as smart as you medics.

What if your mates do a runner?

And leave your people to sound the alarm? Never gonna happen.

All I'm saying is if you...

..get out before you get caught...

What? And lose out on all the money from the pharmacy stash?

Are you OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Look at me. Don't look at her.

I'm a single parent too.

You know, I have... some idea of what you might be going through.

How old is he? I've got one little boy.

His name's Zachary. He's in the creche upstairs.

Baby? Yeah.

Will you two shut up?

You're like a couple of whispering schoolgirls.

And why the hell do you keep staring at me?

Look, I don't think you understand. This is her last chance.

If she doesn't get that heart transplant, she is going to die.

Please. Don't hurt him again.

Just try and calm down, sweetheart.

No-one's going to hurt anyone.

Just shut her up.

Dad.

I'm fine. I'm OK now.

BEEPING What's your problem?

Leave her alone. Bart. Please, don't!

In case you hadn't noticed,

I've had about enough of you lot thinking you're running this show.

Look, it's just the IV alarm telling us the fluid's run through.

I can turn it off.

BEEPING CONTINUES

You don't look so sick. What are you doing in here?

It's none of your business. It's OK. I can handle this.

I have cancer.

My dad had cancer.

He spent the last two years of his life in this...

..this unbearable pain.

He couldn't get out of bed, he couldn't eat.

Just wasted away right in front of us.

So I'd be doing you a favour by knocking you off right now, yeah?

Saving you from all of that. I turned it off. Get away from her.

You just leave her alone.

DOOR OPENS

(Moans)

No. Come on.

We've got a little time up our sleeves.

We may as well have some fun.

You'd have to shoot me before I let you touch me.

Don't do necrophilia.

That's better.

You and I, we, um...

..we have a chemistry, don't you think?

(Weeps)

Yeah. I thought about it the first time that I met ya.

(Cries) You're a pig. Shh.

Don't worry. I won't tell your boyfriend.

It's just be our little secret, hey?

(Sobs)

There's a phone in the patient's personal effects bag.

Keep her talking.

What did you say?

I said I need to check my patient's vitals.

And I need to examine him.

Did I miss the memo saying you can ignore the chick with the gun?

They're just trying to do their... Shut up.

What do you need to examine him for?

Take your pick - blunt chest trauma, fractures.

His chest X-ray shows an enlarged... I'm sorry I asked. Go.

Now is about the time, Melissa. For what?

It must be about time for leaving.

So that we can get this girl to the transplant that she needs.

If she dies, at the very best, you'll go down for manslaughter.

Only if she dies. And only if they catch us.

LOUD ELECTRONIC TRILLING

He's regaining consciousness.

(Splutters) I need to get at those meds.

Yeah, and I need more me time.

But life is full of disappointments.

I've got a patient who's about to wake up in a helluva lot of pain

and start choking on his breathing tube.

Everything OK, Mel? Yeah. I'm fine.

But my patient isn't.

Without sedation and pain relief, he's gonna tear himself apart.

Just strap him down or something.

It doesn't work that way. I need those drugs.

And I told you, it's not gonna happen.

If the pain gets too much, you just put him out of his misery.

Or I'll do it for you.

JAMES: We're looking at over a million bucks, Ricky.

(Weeps)

Does it turn you on?

Oh, you're a hard girl to impress.

WATCH BEEPS

Sorry to leave you hanging...

..but it's showtime.

Your order, madam.

And lab rats.

WOMAN: Thank you. WOMAN: Thanks, doctor.

You might like to let your boss know

it wouldn't kill him to try this once in a while.

That's sweet.

I bet you look for fairies in the bottom of the garden too.

On the rare occasions I get home and the sun's still shining.

Really? All work, no play.

Our lab rats have better lives.

Because doctors are always asking the impossible.

That's 'cause you guys do it so well. Yeah, right.

Ann-Maree Preston's biopsy sample

is travelling by courier for a retest.

Great. See? You can do the impossible.

They'll call you with the results. Thank you.

Hey, um, if you're interested still,

I might shout you that lunch next week.

It's a date.

FIRE ALARM RINGS

That sounded like it came from upstairs.

Zach's OK. Zach's OK. It came from another building.

Shut up! It doesn't matter where it came from.

Of course it bloody matters! This is an emergency department.

They'll bring the casualties here.

We need to know what to expect.

The doors are locked, dickhead.

That's an evacuation siren.

People are going to be knocking those doors down any minute.

We'll be gone before then.

At least tell me if it went off

in a heavily populated area of the hospital.

Did it come from the creche? Shut up! Shut up!

He'll be alright. He'll be alright. MONITOR BEEPS

Zach will be OK. Now what?

He's waking up. I can fix that.

No, no, no, no. Oh, that's smart.

You fire that gun in here,

you'll have the whole place swarming with cops.

He's right, Mel. Let's just stick to the plan.

OK, Brian, if you can hear me, you're in a hospital, OK?

You have a tube down your throat which is helping you breathe.

Take it easy, Brian. Leave it in. We'll have to hold him down.

You're only hurting yourself, mate. Should we extubate him?

Not if we can help it. OK.

My daughter. My daughter can't breathe.

I need you to get her to slow her breathing down.

OK. You know the drill - breathe with me.

In for two, out for two.

I need to put this on to help you breathe better, OK?

Oh, what are you doing? I'm trying to get out of here.

Oh, break the door down, get into the corridor and get shot.

I need to know that Ricky's OK, alright?

She could have been right in the middle of that explosion.

Dan, she's with James

and James wouldn't be anywhere near the explosion.

No. None of us know that for sure, OK?

None of us know for sure. It makes sense.

None of this makes sense!

The quicker we get this done,

the quicker you get back to your useless excuse of a boyfriend.

Now, make yourself useful.

(Sobs)

Come on!

ALARM RINGS LOUDLY

COUGHING (Coughs)

(Moans)

DISTANT SCREAMING AND SHOUTING

Jesus!

Hey, Caroline!

Caroline!

Hey, Caroline, can you hear me?

Hello. Can you hear me? Can you open your eyes?

Guys, help someone else. He's dead.

SIRENS WAIL

(Jack coughs)

Are you OK? Yeah.

She's got a penetrating chest wound.

Her name's Caroline. We've got her, Jack.

(Coughs) Easy, easy.

Caroline, my name's Cate. Can you hear me?

You right? There's more casualties inside.

I'll get them. You look after her.

(Brian moans) I know it hurts, mate.

I know it does. We're trying to control it for you.

I'm giving you some nitrous oxide, Brian.

It takes a while to kick in so I want you to do some deep breathing.

He's going to need something for the pain relief.

No. He can't have anything.

You're not going to miss a little bit of morphine or sedation,

because James is coming back with the whole bloody pharmacy.

That is, if he really is coming back.

Do you mind if I tell Dr Vlasek

about your travel plans in the meantime?

Yeah, I'd like to hear that.

You squeeze my hand if I get anything wrong.

Brian is going on a second honeymoon to the Whitsundays.

Right. What was your wife's name, Brian?

(Straining) Robyn.

And I called her and I told her you were here.

The second we are out of this I'll tell her how brave you've been.

God, are you people for real?

Why did they stop? Why did the sirens stop?

I don't know, Ann-Maree. They're coming, aren't they?

Yeah, it's coming. It's all going to be over soon.

Hey, Jonathan, take this one.

She's suffering some smoke inhalation and a wounded lower leg.

Cate. Cate!

How is she?

She's nearly ready to travel. What?

What? What is it?

She's hypertensive and tachycardic.

We have to take that thing out of her chest.

If we do that she's going to haemorrhage.

Well, she's already haemorrhaging, so it must have moved.

Listen, what I'm going to do is I'll pull it out,

then you put your finger inside the wound to stop the bleeding, OK?

W-w-well, I've never done that before, Jack.

I mean, can't we just transport her the way she is?

Cate, we don't have time to transport her if her BP's dropping.

It's OK. I know what I'm doing. So we go on my count.

Yeah? Yeah.

OK.

(Groans) OK.

Ready? Yep.

One, two, three.

Go, go, go. Have you got it?

Jeez, I hope so. Good. Push those fluids through.

Now what? You just...

You stay still. You don't move a millimetre, or she's dead. Alright?

How are we going to transport her? Um, I don't know. Let me think.

The E.D.'s on Code Red. We're sending all patients to St Angela's.

There's no way we can transfer her that far.

Have you got another suggestion?

Have you got a toolbox in your ambulance?

Yeah. We break into the E.D.

Come on, come on.

He'll be here in a sec.

Do you two have any idea what's going on out there?

Right now - RIGHT NOW -

they're getting casualties ready to come in here.

(Shouts) Why don't you shut up?

A locked door isn't going to stop them.

James has got all of that covered. You'd better hope so.

If I was you I'd get out with the drugs you've got right now.

We go when Jimmy gets back.

He would be here if he was coming back.

He's coming back. Any second now he'll be here, so shut the hell up.

LOUD THUMPING

Frank, it's me.

Come on, open up. There's been an explosion in the Path Lab.

I need to bring the casualties in here.

Not a word. He's not going to go away.

(Thumps door) Alright. I'm coming in.

You know the drill. Taylor!

Taylor, knock it off.

Uh, take the casualties somewhere else, mate.

For Christ's sake, Frank, a bomb just went off!

There's at least one patient out there who won't make it

unless we bring her in here right now.

Make him stop. Now. What do you want me to say?

Alright. I'm coming in. For God's sake.

No!

Get over there, Action Man. Move it!

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Who's got it? PHONE CONTINUES RINGING

It's you, isn't it?

Not another step, sunshine.

PHONE STOPS RINGING Get your arse over here.

OK, big man.

You think you're so smart you can decide who's going to die in here?

Calm down. Calm down. (Shouts) I won't calm down.

I've had enough. Come on. Which one?

If you don't choose I'll take out all three of you.

Come on, come on. Who's it going to be?

Mel! How 'bout no-one?

I thought you weren't coming back.

Who put that stupid idea in your head?

That bomb of yours went off exactly as planned.

Told ya. Where the hell have you been?

I asked you a question, you bastard! Not now! Put your gear on.

No. (Gasps)

You're a very good girl. We had a good time, didn't we?

Yeah, you're a good girl. Good girl!

Hey, Danny boy, your girlfriend was so good to me

she let me give her one so I wouldn't hurt you.

Rick! Bastard!

CRACK! And you! And you!

Uh! CRUNCH!

(Erica screams)

(Sobs)

(Sobs) It's OK.

Get up, Mel. This is no time for your stupid games.

She's out cold. Do you want me to carry her?

We can't just leave her here. She'll tell the cops everything.

You know she will.

Oh, please.

Please don't. Please don't.

(Both scream)

Problem solved.

(Erica sobs)

I've really got to go and help. OK.

Hey, Bart, you take your time, mate. We can manage.

The boyfriend.

Are you OK? Are you?

Yeah. God, I was so scared that something would happen to you.

Hey, listen. We're going to have casualties coming in.

You two good to go? Yeah.

Frank, there's a woman in the grounds. Penetrating chest wound.

She really should be inside, mate. Well, what are you waiting for?

When are we going to do something about that bloody lift?

Um, Heath, I need some sedation for my patient.

Get whatever you can from the ambulance, will you?

Will do. Phone lines are still down.

I need to reorganise transport for Georgina.

The transplant window's almost closed.

Dan, see if you can find those mobile phones, will you?

Sure.

I'll come back, alright? Yeah.

Gallagher, get onto the wards in theatre.

See if you can get us some drug stocks.

Heath, can you tell the coppers

they're looking for two blokes in Hazmat uniform?

Yeah. Got it.

Let's go.

SIRENS WAIL

Was anyone hurt?

They're a bit shaken, mate, but everyone's OK.

These are the same guys that blew up the pathology lab.

For what? Diversion.

Right now they're wandering out of here with a bin full of drugs.

Alright. Well, we're good to go. So...

This has got to be really smooth.

No sudden stops or starts. No bumps.

The only thing keeping her alive at the moment

is Cate's finger inside her heart.

So we're going to be guided by you, Cate.

Sure.

If you need to stop or rest or whatever just let us know, OK?

Yeah.

Steve, are you alright?

Might be better if we stick her on the trolley.

No, it's OK. 'Cause if I overbalance, I might lose my hold.

OK. If you don't need me, might as well see what I can do around here.

Alright, mate. You're good to go.

Let's go.

OK. We'll be moving off very slowly.

Ready? Yep.

Brian, we're giving you some sedation and some pain relief.

We need you to hang on a more few seconds.

(Grunts and gasps loudly) Anything I can do?

Can you see if that lift's working yet?

Still down, mate. Sorry. No. It's not working.

Right. We're back to square one.

We'll take him out through the grounds,

into the lobby and upstairs from there.

Wack some of that into him. I've got him.

Take him. It's OK, mate. Hang on.

Nearly there.

OK. Increase the dopamine. Let's get him ready to move. I'll intubate.

Come on, guys. Out of the way.

Just watch the corner here. No. Go back. Back. Back.

Erica, can you take over bagging?

Vlasek, what are you doing? Taking the scenic route to theatre.

You. Help him.

I'll take over there, Erica. You set up to intubate.

Size 6 tube? Yes, please.

Jack?

OK, Brian. Next stop for you - the Whitsundays. Mai Tai by the pool.

ALARM BEEPS Right. VF.

Oh, shit! Starting compressions. 1mg adrenaline.

Yeah. 1mg adrenaline going in.

Charge defib to 360.

Charging at 360.

Clear.

Still VF.

Give it 360 again. Charging at 360.

Clear.

MONITOR FLATLINES

You've got less than 10 minutes to get her halfway across town.

How are we going to do that?

We'll make it. Transport's been organised.

All we need's a phone to let them know we're travelling.

Charlotte. Found them on the desk in Triage.

(Dials phone) I'm coming with you.

Are you OK to stay here with Dan? Mmm.

How are you doing, horror hound? Better than Dad.

He's a bit stressed.

You giving him a hard time?

Is there anything I can do to make you more comfy?

Do you reckon there's still time?

I reckon there is.

(Takes big wheezing breath)

Talk to me. How is she?

She's holding her own. Just.

Just turn your head for me, Cate.

Thanks.

You alright, Cate? Yeah. I'm fine.

I can feel her heart beating around my finger.

You're saving her life.

They actually killed people.

How could they do that? That...

If you need to go home it's OK, you know?

No. I'll stay. Yep. Yep.

And you, Jack - you up for this?

Yeah. Got to see this one through.

Scalpel.

MONITOR FLATLINES

(Sighs) Time of death... Ah, Gabrielle?

Um...

..14:05.

Time of death, 14:05.

(Sniffs)

(Sighs and breathes deeply)

I'll, um...

..take him up to the morgue.

Yeah. Thanks.

Is there still time?

No. No.

I'm so sorry.

The donor heart's no longer viable.

(Sobs quietly) (Sniffs)

Don't cry, Dad. It's OK.

Yeah, um, I need to organise a bed for a 13-year-old girl,

end-stage cardiomyopathy.

Thank you. I'll get her sent up straightaway.

How did you go?

We didn't even get him back inside the hospital.

Mike had to call time of death in front of a bunch of strangers.

I need to... call and check on my son.

PHONE RINGS

Oh, well, at least the phones are working again.

All Saints Emergency. Gabrielle speaking.

Mrs Hilton, could I, um...

..could I...

It's Brian's wife. I can't do this. I'll talk to her.

OK, thank you. Thank you.

Mrs Hilton...

What are you doing?

Nothing.

Hmm.

I'm not sure what would have been worse -

being out there knowing what was going on

or being in here not knowing.

Oh, well, um...

..Dan was a bit of a mess, but apart from that...

And you?

Come on, Von. You had a gun put to your head. I know how that feels.

Yeah, well, it's over now.

Von... What do you want me to say, Frank?

That I was terrified?

Of course I bloody was. We all were.

We should be able to do our jobs

without the fear that some... maniac's gonna come in here

with a gun, a knife.

(Groans) Well, we got through it.

It's all over. We survived.

DOOR CLOSES

Er, we've restocked with drugs from the ward

and the lift is working again.

FRANK: Good.

Mmm.

The police will need a statement from everyone.

Oh, and Admin, yeah, well, they've gone into damage-control mode.

They didn't waste any time.

Oh, do they ever?

Apparently, if anyone's approached by media,

all they have to say is that the hospital PR

will be making a statement at 4:15.

God forbid that we should be

allowed to tell them exactly what did happen.

You should go home, Frank.

In fact, we should all go home. Not yet.

Frank, you wanted to see me?

I'll, er... I'll leave you to it.

(Clears throat) Yeah, my team's been through

something of a war zone today.

Yeah, I heard.

Well, I was wondering...

Well, I thought it might be, um... (Clears throat)

..beneficial if they talked to each other about it.

You'd like me to run a debrief session with your team.

Yes. That's what I would like.

Will you be there?

You need to talk about it too.

I'm just grateful that none of them got hurt today.

We may not be so lucky next time.

Next time?

You don't think there'll be a next time?

With the lax security around this joint

and the lousy maintenance.

Er, when do you think you can see them?

How about 4:00?

Admin will be pleased. Why's that?

They want all the monkeys back in their cages

by the time the press get here.

More suction.

That's good.

We've got intra cardiac adrenaline on stand-by?

Yep. OK. Excellent.

OK, Cate, here's what's going to happen.

You're going to remove your finger slowly.

As you do that, I will suture the tear in the pericardium.

OK.

Are you ready? Yeah. As I'll ever be.

OK, Cate. Away you go.

That's good. That's a really good speed.

OK, hold it.

A little more suction.

Good. Away you go again, Cate.

How's she going? We're nearly there.

How long before she can be taken upstairs?

I'm just going to put this last suture in, then put a drain in

and then close her up.

Steve, you can put the drain in.

I'll do it, mate. No, I can do it.

I need to assess your injuries.

Frank, I am going upstairs with her.

No, you're not.

Thank you, Cate.

He's a good doctor, isn't he?

VON: Yes, he is.

He thinks a lot of you, you know that?

He told me how you supported him when he got here.

That was a long time ago.

What is it?

I... I need to know that there's going to be

someone watching out for him when I'm gone.

Don't do this to yourself.

You have no idea how those results are going to come back.

Yeah, I do.

No. Yeah.

Don't do it to yourself. It's not about me.

Today, when that woman was waving the gun at me...

..I saw how frightened he was.

Well, we were all frightened.

Yeah, for ourselves.

But he was terrified for me.

And I don't ever, ever want to see that in him ever again.

Easy. What are you saying?

You and I, we both know the cancer's spread.

And the second that is confirmed...

..I have to leave him.

I can't put him through that again.

I still can't believe it.

She was standing there smiling at me and then...

Yes, you were lucky to survive.

Both of you.

Do you want some time off?

No, no, I'll just... I'll keep working.

Don't underestimate what's happened to you, Jack.

I'm not.

(Moans)

Foot hurting?

It's fine.

We'll get it X-rayed anyway.

And watch out for signs of toxic exposure.

Yes, ringing in the ears, headaches, coughing. I know.

PHONE RINGS

Jack Quade.

Yep. Hold on a second.

It's the lab with the results from Ann-Maree's biopsy.

Retest results. Yeah. Go ahead.

Hasn't spread.

Not at all?

No.

Oh, thank God.

What...? Why have I been feeling so terrible?

It's probably just the chemo dehydrating you.

Right, Jack? Yeah. Could be.

Listen,

these results have by no means cleared you of the original cancer.

So you have to stick with that chemo.

No, but the fact that there's no new cells,

that's all we needed to know.

Thank you.

Baby, I'm so sorry I put you through that.

See? Something good came out of today.

FRANK: Hmm.

Alright, folks, let's start moving into the common room.

And there'll be no exceptions either. I am going.

Well, Bart won't be there.

He needs to get his girlfriend home.

Hmm.

ELIZABETH: And please don't think that any mental, physical,

or emotional stress reactions you have

are a sign of weakness.

They're part of the recovery process.

Like discussing what you went through with other people who were there.

So, who'd like to start?

First thing that pops into your head.

No-one else is going to understand what you need to say...

..like the people in this room.

I can't believe those bastards are going to get away with it.

Me neither.

How does that make you feel?

Helpless.

Angry.

HEATH: I just hated being locked up, you know.

Not being able to do anything to help stop them.

I think I need to get back to work.

I need to get back on the horse, so to speak.

JACK: Me too.

Anyone else?

Can I have your attention, everyone? Can I have your attention? Thank you.

My name is Dr Frank Campion.

I'm the director of Emergency Medicine here.

Thank you very much for coming here today.

The tragedy... that has unfolded today is...

..typical of the kind of threat

doctors and nurses are under every single day of the week,

365 days of the year.

A dramatic increase in drug abuse on our streets

has led to a dramatic decrease in the safety of hospital staff.

And nothing... nothing has been done about it.

Because of a lack of security today,

people died.

Because of a lack of caring, compassion...

..and simple common sense,

people died.

And as soon as these drugs that were stolen today get out on the streets,

more people will die.

And I tell you now...

..hospital administration is to blame.

Thank you very much.

WOMAN: Dr Campion! (Man shouts questions)