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What happens to patients who can't have morphine?

Mike will be fine.

I did love you.

DR CAMPION: How did Ann-Maree take the news about the secondaries?

VON: Not good. She's refusing any further treatment.

One of the reasons I've been spending so much time in the ED

is because Oliver Moroney asked me to.

I've been spying for him, Frank.

Name's Jennifer Constable, 24.

Found unconscious in her home. Suspected drug overdose.

OK, do we know which drug? Yeah, anti-depressants.

We found an empty packet at the scene.

Her landlord found her when he went to inspect the apartment.

Any vomiting evident? No. Her GCS is 8.

She's tachycardic with frequent ectopic beats.

Alright, let's pick it up. Get her into Resus.

She OD'd on tricyclics?

The prescription was filled up two days ago - it's a fair bet.

My count. One, two, three. She could've taken something else.

We found nothing else at the scene.

Alright, so Narcan and Anexate should cover all bases.

Usual bloods, tricyclic levels and troponin.

Alright, a chest X-ray and an ECG, thanks, Dan.

Yep. Instructions are perfectly clear.

It must've been a deliberate OD.

Is a GP's name on that drug pack?

Dan, get someone to help Beaumont, will you?

I'll find out what Dr Sanderson has to tell us.

Yep.

Can you look at a patient in Sub Acute Six?

Yeah - what's his story?

A 65-year-old man diagnosed with fibromyalgia five years ago.

Mm-hm. Is he having trouble managing pain?

He says his drug regime is no longer working.

OK.

Did you get called in last night? Yeah.

You're pulling some long hours at the moment.

Any opportunity to vacate the nest and give the lovebirds room to move.

Mmm. It's rough when you're a gooseberry in your own home.

Tom, I'm Jack Quade.

Now, I hear you've been experiencing unusually high levels of pain.

Yeah. (Groans)

Uh... it's like... every muscle and joint is on fire.

And have you been unwell? Have you had a virus or perhaps an injury?

No, no.

Obs are normal.

(Sighs) How do you usually manage this pain?

Um, physio... hydrotherapy.

Cortisone and mood stabiliser.

And if all else fails, two mils of morphine,

which lately I've needed every night.

So it's been getting worse? Oh, yes. Much.

Mr Greave. Dad.

What's going on?

How the hell did you know I was here?

Gail called when she saw you being loaded into the ambulance.

Damn nosy neighbours!

I... just a bit of pain. Nothing... exceptional.

Why didn't you call me?

Because you're supposed to be sitting an English Lit exam today.

I knew this would happen.

He's lost a little bit of motivation lately.

Hasn't been doing his physio.

Tends to make things worse. You haven't been feeling up to it?

No, no.

Tom, do you work?

Retired barrister.

He's a workaholic.

They think stress triggered his condition.

(Groans)

Is there anything you can do for this

or is it a case of grin and bear it?

No, certainly not.

What we'll do is we'll put you on morphine, two mil increments,

until we get this pain under control.

We'll look after him if you've got an exam.

Oh, it's not until 1:00.

Cardiac rhythm's still not good.

Let's give her magnesium, 10 mils, in a slow IV infusion.

Charcoal? Can't hurt.

How's she doing?

She's still unstable. How did you go with the GP?

Couldn't get on to him. The pharmacist was no use either.

Anyone contacted her family? Her next of kin is her husband.

But his phone is disconnected.

What about the landlord that called it in?

She's only been there a month, so he barely knows her.

She said she was gonna leave today.

What's this?

Oh, it's an MP4 player. It's used to store music.

Yes, I know that. I'm not a complete Luddite too.

Yeah.

I'll organise a psych consult for when she wakes up.

Keep me posted.

Why did you give up on yourself, eh?

Oh, Frank, I'm off to Ann-Maree's.

Bart's worried about her pain levels and nausea.

What's she on currently for the pain?

Morphine once or twice daily, additional if required.

Radiotherapy might help.

Yeah, she's still refusing it. No-one can convince her otherwise.

How's Bart taking it?

How do you think?

Let me know if you need anything.

MUSIC PLAYS ON HEADPHONES

Since you're not my physician, those notes are private.

(Stops tape)

Off the epidural for 12 hours.

No other pain relief since except paracetamol.

If it was me, I'd be chewing the railings off the bed.

Yeah. Well, it's not as bad as I thought it would be.

Yeah, OK.

Yeah, the pain is exquisite. Happy?

How long do you think you're gonna last on headache pills?

You see, to me they're not headache pills.

To me, they're a heady and exotic mix of hallucinogens and opiates.

You honestly think you're going to be able to fool your body

into not knowing it's just had a kidney removed?

You know me, master of self-deception.

(Starts music on headphones again)

Your continued presence is not helping.

I can shower myself, you know? I know.

But where's the fun in that?

You OK? Uh-huh.

I'm going to get you rugged up.

And then I'm going to make you something to eat.

You need to get some sleep.

Yeah, I know. I'm alright. Don't worry.

KNOCK AT DOOR

It's open, Von.

Oh. Excuse me.

Hey. He's spoiling me.

Yes, I can see that.

I'll be out of your way in a minute.

No, no. You take your time.

You sure they're big enough?

You need to keep warm.

What do we know about her? How was her house when they found it?

Neat as a pin. All her possessions were boxed up.

She's obviously planned things. Did she leave a note?

No, but the nursing staff found this in her pocket.

You may be able to take some symbolic meaning from the song she was playing

when she made the attempt.

Won't need to rely too heavily on the symbolism.

It's also a voice recorder. Oh.

JENNY: There's not much to say except that I love you.

I know you'll be hurt and I'm taking the coward's way out,

but I can't go on.

I can't live with the guilt.

I'm sorry.

Succinct and to the point. Certainly no cry for help.

She'll need to be on permanent watch if she comes round.

Already organised.

OK. And what's the status? Still critical.

Thanks.

Her ECG doesn't look good.

Pills have knocked her heart for six.

She's coming round.

Jenny, you're at All Saints Emergency Department.

We're just gonna take that tube out of your throat now.

Ambulance officers brought you in.

We're treating you for a drug overdose.

Try and stay calm. If you lie still, it'll be easier to get the tube out.

Need a hand?

Yes. Jenny, you have to leave that in, Jenny.

Go for it, Charlotte.

You'll be more comfortable once we get this tube out, Jenny.

(Gags, coughs)

I'll just have to put this on you.

No!

It'll be easier if we use the nasal prongs.

Get off me!

Leave me alone!

I want to die!

We can't let that happen. Get off me!

Ow!

When did you last eat?

Maxalon will help. Normal saline for the dehydration.

Excuse me. Who is doing this assessment?

We need to increase the pain relief.

Bart, please, stop fussing.

OK, you do need something in your stomach.

What's your favourite food?

Strawberry ice-cream. Strawberry ice-cream.

OK. Perhaps you'd like to go and get her some.

Right.

Nick's Gelati Bar, here I come.

No, Bart, it's too far. You can't go there.

OK, what's going on?

Is he being overbearing?

The way he's looking after me,

it's like he's doing double shifts every day

and I have to pretend it's helping no matter how I feel.

He wouldn't want you to pretend.

Von, I'm trying to convince him I'm still perfect. Oh!

OK. Now, will you let me give you something for that pain?

Yep.

You know, radiotherapy...

No, please, don't start.

I just want to make sure you're fully informed.

That's what they told Mum when she had her cancer.

She thought it'd buy some more time, but it didn't.

It just turned her bones to chalk.

You know, she used to cry with the pain

when she thought I couldn't hear her.

But I could.

In the end, they had her so heavily medicated,

she didn't even know who I was.

And I do not want anyone to remember me that way.

You haven't told Bart any of this?

No.

He'd think I was basing my decision on fear, and I am not.

I want to die with dignity.

Oh! Baby.

I forget you never were very good with pain.

You always knew how to hurt a man.

You gonna be right to handle this patient?

It's not the first attempted suicide I've ever dealt with, so...

Yeah. Yeah, I'll be fine, thanks.

I'll leave you to it. Thanks.

I don't need these. We'll take them off soon.

Just let me check to see they're not hurting your wrists, OK?

Jennifer, I'm Elizabeth Foy, I'm a psychiatrist.

I heard your message.

It must hurt to have lost someone you love.

Was this message for your parents?

You can't help me.

You know, a more conventional abstract

would help support your argument.

She wasn't a conventional poet.

No, no, but I would consider reviewing it.

I'd consider keeping your opinion to yourself, old man.

Are you leaving enough time to get to your exam?

Tom. How's the pain?

Oh, better.

Anxiety about Kara's English exam, however, is becoming a problem.

You can't be feeling that much better.

You're just saying this to get rid of me.

You want proof? Look.

I couldn't do that before.

That's great, Dad.

I would have thought it would take two or three doses to settle it,

considering the pain that you were in.

Hmm.

Well, we'll keep you under observation for a couple of hours,

whatever the case.

You should go. We've got him.

Get yourself a cab. It'd be much faster than parking.

I'm not going to Melbourne, Dad.

There's a taxi rank nearby

if you want me to point you in the right direction.

That'd be great, thanks. Alright.

Be brilliant, be logical.

And be gone! OK.

You were pretty surprised that the ambulance was called this morning.

Yeah. He didn't tell me that the pain was getting worse.

He's been having the morphine more frequently, every night.

His GP said that there was no reason why he couldn't have it

just whenever he needed.

I think he's finally accepting it makes the nights easier.

Hmm. Have you ever noticed anything out of the ordinary?

Mood swings? No.

Maybe he's been watching the clock at the time that he's usually supposed to have the morphine

No. What are you getting at?

(Sighs)

I have to consider the possibility

that maybe your dad could be developing a dependency on the drug?

Oh, no. No. You don't know Dad.

God, if he even suspected that he was becoming addicted,

he would rather suffer the pain than take that stuff.

Right. You'd know if he was having more than he says he's having?

Yes, I would.

Look, I can find a taxi myself. Thanks.

DAN: Still no urine output.

Push the fluids through.

Did I do that?

You don't know you're working emergency

unless you cop the odd war wound.

You're not going to go away, are you?

I'm here to help you get through this.

If you want to help me, take these off.

OK. We can do that.

Thank you.

Jenny, your medical records say you were involved in a car accident

a couple of months back.

Was someone you care about in the accident also?

Is that why in your message you said you couldn't live with the guilt?

It was my fault. I was driving.

That doesn't make it your fault. It was an accident.

I wasn't even hurt. Hardly a scratch.

I couldn't move.

He was just lying there in the seat beside me

and I couldn't do anything to help him.

Could you give us some time alone?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Dr Taylor?

Ah, yeah, right, sorry.

Jenny, who was with you in the car?

My husband.

What part of "no visitors" don't you people understand?

How are you?

I've had a kidney removed.

I'm taking paracetamol for the pain. That answer your question?

Simon's still in ICU, but there's no sign of rejection.

Ultrasound shows good kidney function.

The wound site's healing well.

You should go and be with him.

He's resting.

I came to see you after the operation. Do you remember?

You don't remember what you said to me?

I don't remember seeing you. I'd hardly remember anything I said.

You told me that you loved me, all those years ago.

Things a patient says post-op, they're delusional, drug induced.

As was most of what you said 20 years ago.

But you never owned up to loving me.

Could be a reason for that.

Terrified I'd have some sort of power over you?

That's psychobabble, Laura.

Maybe.

But I know you're not that man anymore.

All I know right now is pain. Just go, please.

Let me help you through this. Laura, get out!

Please.

We need to do a set of neuro obs.

Jenny, I'll leave you for a while.

You try and get some rest if you can.

I don't know why you're going to so much trouble to save my life.

It's what we do. Got some urine output.

Get a urinalysis. Jenny, I want you to hold my hand.

Squeeze as hard as you can, then let go.

And again.

Are you warm enough?

ASAP, Dan. Yeah, alright.

I'll stay here till you get back.

Good for you.

I'm just gonna shine this light in your eyes again, OK?

Did you actually think about asking your family for any help?

Did you think about them at all after taking those pills?

Please just leave me alone.

I'm trying to understand...

I don't want you to understand!

We can't help you unless we know what you were going through.

It's none of your business! You didn't care about your family?

Just get away from me! Dr Taylor.

Just get him the hell away from me! Come on.

She's already had a psych consult. Perhaps we best leave it at that.

I'm just trying to understand why she did what she did.

I understand what you're trying to do.

But you're not going to get the answers you're looking for

and it's inappropriate of you to even try.

How about just this once you mind your own business?

SIREN WAILS

Frank Campion.

Again.

Thank you so much.

(Clears throat)

What do you want? I need to ask a favour.

Well, you've got Buckley's.

Steve needs to switch patients.

That's something you'll have to take up with Zoe.

It's not his request, it's mine. I don't want Zoe involved.

Until he asks to be removed from a case or...

I just saw him interrogating that woman...

Go on. Yep, right. OK.

Fine.

One tub of homemade ice-cream from Nick's Gelati Bar.

Nick's grandmother used to sell ice-cream from a cart in Rome.

She made enough money to bring the family over here.

And that makes it taste better.

Yeah, it does.

What's in the bag?

Uh, nothing. A present.

Can I have it? When you eat your ice-cream.

Oh! Don't make me wait.

Alright.

(Laughs) They're slippers.

So you don't have to borrow my footy socks.

Oh, I love them!

Thank you.

We should try and get some sleep.

I can wait to see the fluids through.

I can do that.

OK, I'll be back later to see how you're feeling.

Thank you so much for coming, Von. Thanks.

Alright, let's get you tucked in.

But what about my ice-cream?

You can have it in bed.

Then we've got to have a little talk.

I feel better than I have done for weeks. I owe you one.

I really haven't done that much. Thanks for getting Kara on her way.

She's really been doing that degree for a long time, hasn't she?

Yeah, it'd be long finished if she hadn't shackled herself to me.

It's no life for an intelligent young woman.

No. She feels that way?

No, she's too stubborn to admit

that the whole situation inconveniences her.

So, what now?

I'd like to monitor your pain for a little while longer.

But at this stage I don't see any reason to give you more morphine.

That's fine with me. I hate the stuff.

Necessary evil as far as I'm concerned.

What you've been giving me, is it the same as I normally have?

It's exactly the same.

We'll be back in a minute.

I really don't think this is a dependency issue.

No. Me too.

Still, aren't barristers masters of manipulating the truth?

I don't think he's lying.

What, are you sitting on a theory?

What reason would Kara have to reduce his dose?

PHONE RINGS Uh...

Maybe she's stockpiling the morphine to sell it off?

No. They're not struggling for cash. Oh.

All Saints Emergency.

Maybe it's a punishment for what his condition is doing to her life.

Hmm. Jack.

Kara Greave. She wants to meet with you outside.

What are you doing back here?

Well, as soon as I looked at that exam,

I knew I didn't have the headspace to deal with it.

Well, you know, your dad's fine. Very good, in fact.

He's feeling better than he has done in weeks.

After one dose of morphine?

Yep.

My guess is that he's been having less than 2 mils at home.

He's been having one mil.

He didn't seem to miss it.

He said that what I was giving him was doing the job.

He's been asking for it more frequently.

That should have alerted you that he was missing it.

Yes, it should have, but I convinced myself that his pain

was because he wasn't doing his exercises.

What have you been doing with the extra morphine, Kara?

I need you to tell me.

I can't believe I've done this to him.

It just helped me to shut down.

Take my mind off things.

I love my dad to bits, but his needs, they're so constant.

And there's no end in sight.

I just felt trapped.

How is she doing?

Elecrolytes improving.

There's no T wave inversion or AF. Otherwise, calm and obs stable.

Psych will want her transferred as soon as she's fit.

How are you going? I'm fine.

Uh-huh. Nothing you want to talk to me about?

Nah.

I love you.

You know that, right?

Mm-hm.

And you love me too?

Do you have to ask?

I know you're afraid of the radiation therapy.

No, Bart, please... Listen to me.

I don't want to.

If you love me, you'd start the treatment.

Oh! I was starting to think you weren't going to show.

Yeah, sorry about that. I got held up.

I caught up with Jenny's GP.

What did he have to say for himself?

He first saw Jenny six weeks ago.

She reported she had trouble sleeping, emotional stress and general depression.

What you'd expect after losing a partner.

Right. So in a follow-up visit a week later,

she reported that the pills were causing agitation and vivid dreams.

And he advised her to keep taking the same antidepressants despite the side effects?

That's unbelievable.

Bloody disgusting, I'd call it.

So we need to get her up to the Coronary Care Unit

and have her scheduled.

Let me know when she's being moved. Um, Frank?

You free for a drink later?

Why? You wanna wring another confession out of me?

Nothing that sinister.

Come and see me at the end of the day.

DAN: Ooh!

I feel like I haven't seen you all day.

Yeah, me too. I was thinking about tonight.

Only one thing on her mind. It's healthy.

I'm talking about a pizza and DVD night with you, me and Jack.

Make the poor guy feel comfortable in his own home.

He's fine. He's got a great room he can hide away in.

Yeah, but that's all he ever does.

So you grab the pizza, I'll grab the beer and DVDs.

No. I'll get the DVDs.

We're not gonna make Jack feel comfortable

by having him watch one of your naff romantic comedies.

They're not naff. They're heart-warming.

OK.

Goldman, what are you doing out here?

The patient needs to be on constant watch.

Charlotte's with her. I've got something you'll be interested in.

Steve.

Is this conclusive?

I've cross-checked the urine sample and blood sample.

Could change the way she's feeling about the future.

Unless she already knows about it.

CHARLOTTE: Jenny, Jenny, can you hear me? Open your eyes.

I need help in here! She's in SVT.

Carotid massage isn't having any effect.

We need to defib.

I don't think we'll be doing that. Why not?

Repeat dose of magnesium and a bicarb infusion?

Put a central line in. What don't I know?

Jenny's pregnant.

We wouldn't want to put 300 joules through the baby, would we?

How's her BP? She's still hypotensive.

How are you feeling, Jenny?

Ah...

I don't want him here.

Your heart went into an abnormal rhythm, but we've managed to get it back on track.

Would you please just let me die? I've got nothing to live for.

Tell them.

You might change your mind when you hear what Dr Beaumont has to say.

We took a specimen of your urine for analysis

and it shows that you're pregnant.

What?

You're just saying that so I won't try and overdose again.

We wouldn't do that, Jenny.

See, here you've tested positive for Beta HCG.

It's a pregnancy hormone.

I don't believe you. Any of you!

I'll sort it out.

First time, it was late at night.

I'd been studying, I had a headache.

Morphine for a headache?!

Why did you take it next time?

Blisters?

Spare me the cutting wit, alright?

Are you addicted? No! No.

I didn't take it every time you did.

Just sometimes things got... Sorry.

Sorry?! I'd been bloody terrified

that this disease had gotten to the point

where drugs wouldn't make any difference.

Did you tell Kara that the morphine wasn't working?

No. I thought she had enough on her plate.

Look, if it got to this point, why didn't you say something?

Because I didn't want to burden you with my problems.

Brilliant. Stay away.

Dad!

I can't tell you how disappointed I am with you.

Kara...

I don't know what's got into her.

Tom, would you like me to contact the police for you?

I'm obliged to ask because she has committed a crime.

No, no, I don't.

No, I don't want that.

Oh, my God.

Are you OK?

I don't know.

How can I be a mother? I can't even look after myself.

Give yourself some time to get used to the idea.

How far along am I?

Well, it's probably 8 or 9 weeks.

The pills...

Would they have hurt the baby? It's unlikely.

We'll monitor you closely, but it's unlikely.

Jenny, did you and John plan on having a family together?

Yeah.

We talked about having kids all the time.

I just don't understand how his baby can be here when he's not.

It doesn't make sense.

You should both be asleep.

Annie's agreed to the radiotherapy.

Right.

I've called the oncologist. It's all organised.

The cannula's insitu.

Rang someone at the hospital.

They're gonna meet us there with a wheelchair.

Is this what you want?

Is it?

I could get lucky.

I could go into remission.

It's worth a try.

Beaumont's arranged for you to be transferred to a ward shortly.

Should be more comfortable up there. Thanks.

I don't want him in here.

I just wanted to apologise and explain, if I can.

I think I owe you that.

Can we have a couple of minutes alone?

A couple of minutes. That's all.

You'd better not be using me as research

for some book you're writing.

It's more personal than that.

My brother killed himself a couple of years back.

I hadn't spoken to him for a while.

I didn't even know he was struggling, let alone why.

You blame yourself for your brother's death?

It's legacy of suicide.

You know, always that lingering doubt

might have been able to prevent it if I'd known what he was thinking.

I guess I'm struggling with the lack of answers.

There aren't any.

Nothing anyone would understand unless they'd been there.

There's just this emptiness, and a pain you think will never go away.

Even though you know circumstances can change?

John's dead.

Nothing's ever gonna change that.

Everything OK here?

Has to be. I've got our baby to think about now.

Hmm.

Save lives, right? That's what you do?

I'm sorry about your brother.

But thank you for not giving up on me.

Hey.

Do you mind if I sit?

Is Dad OK? Mm-hm.

Maybe you should go talk to him instead of hiding out here.

And say what exactly?

"Gee, Dad, sorry I stole the drugs that were you keeping you sane."

You saw the look on his face.

Yeah.

I also saw the look on his face when he was talking about how much you do for him.

How much he appreciates it.

You guys have a good relationship, Kara.

Don't... don't throw it away

because you're embarrassed about what you did.

I really had no idea I was hurting him.

Well, explain that to him.

Thank you.

Oh, darling, I'm sorry I shouted at you.

Talk to me.

Help me understand.

I don't really understand it myself.

I just... I feel like I've been on a treadmill.

Every day is the same.

I'm exhausted.

I know it's not your fault.

I'm so sorry.

I never wanted this for you. You know that.

It won't happen again.

Well, that's a given.

We have to find some way of resolving this situation.

There is help available and our patient liaison nurse

will be in soon to talk you through all the options.

OK. Tom.

How's that pain? I can take on the world.

I blame myself, you know. It's my fault.

I mean, it's just too much to expect of anybody.

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

I just... I need a rest, regroup, recharge. I can do that.

Spoken like a true overachiever.

Except that... Shhh.

I'm calling the shots now.

I want my daughter back.

I'm sorry.

Are you alright?

Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Never better.

I'm sorry to bother you again.

Simon said he'd like to see you.

I said I'd check if you were up for it.

No. Tell him... nothing personal.

It might do you good.

Help to see what you're going through was worthwhile.

Yeah, right.

Confronted by his good deed, the pain just disappeared.

You saved his life. I'm a surgeon. I save lots of lives.

Not by putting your own on the line.

You wouldn't have done that 20 years ago.

Stop looking for changes in me, Laura.

I'm the same selfish prick now I was back then.

I don't believe you.

I did what I did so I could live with myself.

That's it.

Right now, I'm regretting it.

Except for one thing.

BUZZING

What are you doing?

I'm taking the morphine.

Miklos, no.

Thanks.

Yep. Door-to-door service, hey? What are friends for?

How's it going?

I'm going to help Bart.

I know what you're thinking.

Yeah? What?

I didn't bully her.

I just pointed out she's got a lot to live for, which she does.

Cancer patients have limited choices.

It'd be a mistake to take away any that they do have.

I want Annie to go on having choices.

If she's not gonna fight for her own life, I'll have to do it for her.

What would you say if a patient told you

their doctor had coerced them into treatment?

I hope you don't regret this down the track, mate.

I'm not interested in down the track. I'm interested in now.

Hmm.

(Clears throat)

Taylor acquitted himself quite well today, didn't he?

Hmm.

He'd built up a considerable rapport with that patient by the end,

don't you think?

Yeah, and so Steve made up with his patient,

I'm in the wrong for flagging my concern?

I didn't say that. No, you were insinuating it.

You were doing that "Hmmm!" insinuation thing you love doing.

I think that if it was any other doctor

you would not have brought the matter to my attention.

If it was any other doctor, I wouldn't know his personal history.

Exactly my point.

There's far too much history between the two of you

for the two of you to work successfully together.

That is ridiculous.

I was worried about a patient today.

And I was worried about him.

Hmm.

You going to come crying to me every time he has a difficult patient?

I was not crying, and, no, I will not.

Listen, the majority of the time, Steve and I work very well together.

We treat each other as equal work colleagues.

It's just when things...

When they get too close to the bone...

..old habits die hard.

(Knocks) What?!

How about that drink?

Oh. Um... yeah, come in, come in.

So, what are we drinking to?

Today's my last day.

Oh.

Um... nothing to do with me, I hope?

Yes and no.

I finally did what I should have done months ago -

told Oliver Maroney to shove it.

(Chuckles) Good for you.

It's not gonna come back to bite you, is it?

Yeah, maybe.

But, you know, I just can't work for him any longer.

Well, you've done me a big favour.

Wasn't just doing you a favour.

It had something to do with my own integrity.

Of course, of course.

Maroney's a corporate sociopath.

He made me an offer. It took me just a little bit of time to refuse.

He'll be looking for somebody else to do his dirty work now, Frank.

He wants you gone and he won't stop till it happens.

Look at that.

Look at that. It's so fake. You can see the strings.

KEYS JANGLE

He's here. What? What?

The aim of the exercise is to make him feel included.

Doesn't mean I can't lie on your lap. Jackie!

Oh, hey.

You're just in time. Double feature's about to start.

First up is 'Night of the Living Dead', apparently.

And 'The Baseball Bimbos in Hillbilly Hell'?

Gold, mate. Grab yourself a beer. Pizza's on its way.

Sit down.

Excellent.

Thank you, guys.

Oh...

HORROR MOVIE NOISES FROM TV

Nice.

It's cosy.