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Er, I told Luke he could crash at our place.

Yeah, sure. How long you gonna stay for?

Just till his arm heals. Six to eight weeks.

You could stay with me.

I've got a spare room.

Do you wanna see it?

(MUTTERS) We'll keep them away.

No. No, they won't get you.

I'm here to protect you.

Yeah.

She doesn't need both of us coming at her at once.

Maybe wait here.

I've been keeping an eye on her. I didn't know what else to do.

You called this in? Yeah.

I tried talking. Just seemed to make things worse.

OK, thanks.

Hello. I'm Lorraine. Get away from us!

Get away!

What's wrong? Are you hurt? Don't you touch me!

I'm not gonna hurt you. No, leave us alone!

Can you tell me your name? (GROANS) What's happening?

It's OK. It's alright. Get away.

Can you tell me when your baby's due?

Do you have any pain or cramps? No! She's mine!

Leave us alone, please!

Listen, listen, I just wanna get you to hospital...

NO! We need to make sure you're OK.

OK, OK, look. Look.

I'm not gonna come any closer, OK? It's OK.

You're gonna be safe.

981 to base, we need police assistance on site.

RADIO: Copy that.

Bastard! Bastards! Male, early 20s.

Found unconscious. Empty syringe indicates probable drug overdose.

Narcan given with full effect. Where are you taking me?!

Lacerations to his forehead, arms. Probable rib fractures.

Further assessment wasn't possible.

What? No analgesia given.

He do that to you? Huh, yeah.

He woke up swinging. Ahhhh!

Get away from me, you arseholes! Settle down, mate!

Let's take a look. Come on.

Need you to keep still. Keep still. That's it.

Sit. I'm fine, Steve.

Didn't break the skin. Any headache, dizziness, blurred vision?

No.

Follow my finger with your eyes.

Can't believe I wasn't ready for him.

They're always pissed when you ruin their high.

(LAUGHS)

If I was you, I'd be calling it quits for the rest of the day.

I'm fine.

I'll get someone to grab you a cold pack.

Cheers.

The thing is, it is a really spacious room.

It just looks small 'cause it's got all my junk in it.

Well, I'll think about it.

Yeah. OK. No pressure.

Gabrielle, could you organise an ice pack for Bree, please?

Yeah, sure.

That room at Gabby's, it's tiny.

Mmm. Not looking for five stars.

More like a hutch, really. You know, for bunnies.

Bastards! Piss off!

Get off me! Hey, hey!

Get the hell off me! Steve!

Ah! Let go!

Mate, you're not going anywhere till the cops get here.

You assaulted an ambulance officer.

She should've minded her own business!

She saved your life, you idiot.

Dr Taylor, we are doing an assessment here.

I'm in pain! I need something! Look!

Got the crap kicked out of me. You satisfied?!

Who did this? Who cares?!

Give me some friggin' morph. Not a chance, pal.

Dr Taylor, if you're gonna be staying here,

then you can suture the lacerations.

Sure. (PANTS AND GROANS)

Let's get a chest X-ray, a trauma series, routine bloods.

Try and get another cannula in.

And hang a bag of normal saline.

And for my next trick, Doctor?

What's your name?

(PANTS) Finn.

OK, Finn, I need you to calm down and let us run some tests.

Then I can start managing the pain.

I need something now. I need morphine. I'm in agony.

Paracetamol, one gram. That won't do anything!

We don't give opiates to addicts.

I'll be back soon. Ahhh!

Oh! Ahh!

Oh, no! No, no.

Look, we need to get her to hospital, the sooner the better.

Any chance of sedating her?

Well, it's not what we do,

and, even if we could, it'd be too risky without foetal monitoring.

Do you want us to restrain her? Oh...

Look, let me have another go at talking to her.

That doesn't work, we'll do what we have to.

Good luck. Thanks.

You need to come this way.

It's gonna be OK.

Mummy's here. Hey. Hi.

It's me. Get away from us.

I just wanna help you, OK? Get away from us!

Your baby's on the way.

You don't wanna have to do this alone, do you?

Don't you dare touch me!

I need to get you to hospital so you and your baby will be safe.

Do you understand that? My baby?

Yeah. Your baby needs you to do this.

What's your name?

It's Becky. Come on, Becky. Come on.

NO! It's a trick!

Becky. Becky! Becky!

It's alright. It's alright. It's alright.

Just breathe. NO! NO!

Come on, just breathe. Just breathe.

Just keep breathing. That's it. (GROANS)

Still feel like crap. Really?

You look a million bucks. I haven't finished.

I want something stronger.

Yeah, well, I want world peace, mate.

Prick.

Generally it's a good idea to be nice to the guy holding the needle.

Um... I'm gonna spew.

The cramps, sweats and nausea -

they're all symptoms of heroin withdrawal.

But you probably know that.

(PANTS) Ahh!

Finn, there is no sign of internal bleeding

but you do have three broken ribs,

plus evidence of an old rib fracture.

So are you gonna give me something proper for the pain now?

Your chest X-ray also shows that you have pneumonia in both lungs.

Dr Taylor, if you're done here...

Oh, he's all yours.

Let's give him diazepam, five milligrams,

and I'll write him up some antibiotics.

Steve did a blood gas. Good.

I'll set up for an intercostal block.

What's that?

Oh, um, local anaesthetic

is injected into the spaces between the rib fractures.

Now, this should help with the pain.

But my guts hurt and I still wanna spew.

Please can't you help me?

Right, the diazepam will help with the withdrawal symptoms.

Look, I'm an addict, I know.

I wanna clean up. Not when I'm in this much pain.

OK, well, I will call the drug and alcohol clinic

and organise for you to be assessed.

I'm an idiot, I know. Please, just one hit of morph.

That's all I'm asking for.

Please, I'm begging you... It's not gonna happen. Sorry.

SLUT! OH!

We found her wandering the streets, disorientated and agitated. No ID.

She'd only give us a first name, Becky. We couldn't get anything else.

Listen, Becky, you're in All Saints Hospital.

I'm Dr Quaid.

Please don't take my baby! Her membrane's ruptured.

About 30 minutes ago. Liquor was clear.

No obvious signs of trauma. 30 minutes ago?

Needed police assistance to bring her in.

They're checking missing persons.

OK, how frequent are her contractions?

About every 10 minutes.

Becky, now listen to me. Nobody is gonna hurt you here.

We need you to shimmy across into this bed.

No! No! That's a girl.

Nice work, nice work. Good girl.

OK, she's in active labour,

so you need to get a foetal Doppler and get the obstetrician.

It's happening again!

Is this another contraction? What's happening again?

Becky? Becky, listen to me, please.

We don't wanna hurt you. We just wanna help.

I told her that 100 times.

Shhh! Deep breath.

Von? Finn Sullivan. Mmm?

He can be moved to the thoracic ward, once there's a bed available.

Alright. Oh, er, the drug and alcohol clinic called.

They're coming over to assess him.

OK. Thank you.

Sooner he's someone else's problem, the better.

Hey. We can take those restraints off now.

Mm-hm.

Good luck. Thanks.

Are you comfortable?

We're just gonna... we're gonna check your heart rate

and we're gonna get your blood pressure.

That's what this is for.

If that's OK with you, I'm just gonna put it round your arm, OK?

Great. Thank you.

And this one, just a little thing, goes on the end of your finger.

Just rests on top.

Obstetrician's in theatre.

He said he'd be here as soon as he can but don't hold your breath.

Great. Is there somebody we can call?

A husband or a partner?

No?

Now, we are going to need a cannula in for fluids.

Alright. I'll do my best. Hmm.

Have you been seeing a doctor since you got pregnant?

Becky, I am just gonna rub this gently on your belly.

Now, it's not gonna hurt you or your baby.

Er, we're just gonna listen to your baby's heartbeat.

Would you like to hear that?

(QUIETLY) Yes.

Oh.

Frank, have you heard from the Fellowship Board

about my results yet?

Not yet. Do you think that's good or bad?

No idea. I'm sure you got through.

Thank you, but you weren't the one sitting the exam.

(COUGHS) Ooh.

You don't sound well. Good.

Because I'd hate to feel this crap without something to show for it.

Shouldn't you two be somewhere? On our way there now.

Just remember that you are representing the ED,

so pull your fingers out.

It's just an emergency simulation.

Don't you give me any attitude.

Frank, these things are always hokey, and you know it.

Let me stay and work. That's what you pay me for.

You're paid to do as I say. What do you feel, Homer?

Keen to give it a go. Good boy.

Well, I am. Go on, on your bikes.

I don't want you to be late. Oh, and give my love to Pauline, will you?

Who? Pauline De Sooza.

She runs the thing.

What's she like? Oh, champion chick.

She's an old comrade of mine. She'll take care of you.

You get some lemon tea. Come on. We don't wanna be late.

Haven't started yet.

Beam me up, Scotty.

Come on, we might as well make the most of it.

And we're a team, right?

Huh!

Yep, OK.

No, you're right. How bad can it possibly be?

Right, now that our latecomers are here, we can begin.

Casualty volunteers, take up your positions, please.

Now, doctors, you should all have

your patient allocation and data sheets.

Er, excuse me? We don't have any data sheets.

I know. These are yours. Beaumont and West?

Yeah, that's us. Yep.

Well, come and get them.

Now, this is a high-pressure scenario, people.

You're gonna have to think outside the square 99.9% of the time.

Hi. We're from the ED. Dr Campion sends his regards.

Is that supposed to be funny, Beaumont?

No. Er, I'm West.

You're gonna have to work outside your comfort zones

and really push the envelope.

You're gonna have to unpack every familiar concept.

Remember, you are working in teams.

I want you to form collaborative partnerships

and focus collectively.

Just get me a bucket.

What's wrong? What is it? No, no, no. It's OK.

Just wait.

(HEARTBEAT) Oh!

Do you hear that?

That's my baby? Yep.

That's my baby! Yeah.

(LAUGHS) ARRGH!

OK, OK. No, no, no. That's just another contraction.

Now I need you to take some deep breaths for me.

Can you get a CTG monitor and an ultrasound from the delivery suite?

(GROANS) Oh, no, no!

No, no. I wanna go now. No, no, no!

Keep away! Keep away from me. Keep... just keep away.

OK. Do you still want the ultrasound?

Yes, please. (GROANS)

Gabrielle...

OK, Becky, I'm just going over here for a second. I'll be right back.

(SOBS AND GROANS)

Have you dealt with a case like this before?

No. Do you have any idea how we are gonna deliver this baby safely?

No, not yet. What are you doing?!

Becky, it's OK. No, get away from us!

Get away! No! No!

Get the restraints back on. No, you're not taking my baby!

No-one's gonna hurt you. No, you're not taking her!

Pysch consult, yeah? Not this time!

Listen, we are here to help you and your baby.

OK, her name is Rebecca Stewart.

The husband lodged a missing persons.

And have you been in contact with him?

Yeah. Look, she was diagnosed with schizophrenia in her teens.

She has managed the condition well with medication.

Until? Four days ago.

He found her missing. Tablets in the bin.

And do we know what she was taking and why she stopped?

Chlorpromazine.

He's got no idea why she stopped.

Well, it's too late to get her back on it now.

Calming her with sedation's gonna make a natural delivery impossible.

Maybe the husband can keep her calm without the drugs.

How far away is he? Well, he shouldn't be long.

He is very keen we wait until he gets here.

OK, get the CTG on her. Monitor the foetal heart rate.

If everything is OK, then we can wait.

But she might still need to go upstairs for an emergency caesarean.

Yeah. (BECKY SOBS)

I'm gonna sign a Schedule 2,

just in case we need to intervene without her consent.

Your call.

Pain's real bad.

And that stuff you gave me's doing nothing.

Well, the intercostal block should be helping with the rib pain.

It's not.

Can't you get us something stronger?

Well, I can't.

Mate, please?

I can tell you're a good guy. (SCOFFS)

Just a little taste. It's all I'm asking.

Look, I can't. I just can't.

Arsehole. Yeah.

(COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS) Are you right?

Get this thing off me. Come on, that's helping you breathe.

Leave it off him. Last thing we need's him breaking equipment.

Go with nasal prongs.

Drug and alcohol centre's coming over to go through some options.

We're gonna get you into a ward as soon as we can.

I just wanna get out of here.

Pal, this could be a blessing in disguise,

a chance to kick the smack.

Show some guts, for once in your miserable life.

Doctor, can I have a word?

His sputum results.

Severe pneumocystis pneumonia.

Jesus.

Must've had it for weeks. Mmm.

If he'd had treatment early... He'd be looking at better results.

Silly boy. Do you think he knows?

I'll find out. Uh! He's my patient.

I shouldn't have got stuck into him before, so let me talk to him.

Sure.

Thanks.

What is it? We got some of your results back.

And?

You have a certain type of pneumonia.

It's called PCP.

I'm guessing that's not good.

No, Finn, that's not good.

We usually only see this form of pneumonia

in patients with weakened immune systems,

particularly HIV-positive patients.

You think I've got AIDS?

Given the fact you're an intravenous drug user...

Screw that!

Hey! Whoa! Finn! Stop, man. Get off!

Stop. Just relax.

Ahhh! Come on, mate. Whoa.

Come on, come on.

Just relax.

Just relax, OK?

OK.

Male, 20 plus, with gunshot wound to the abdomen.

Gunshot? I thought this was a train wreck.

That's what it says. OK, let's nail this. What else?

Patient's been cannulated,

pressure bandage applied to the entry wound.

No apparent exit wound.

Alright, let's give him fluids and bloods

and, once he's stable, send him for a trauma series

and see where that bullet's located.

Heart rate drops to 40. What?

Doesn't say that here. BP drops dangerously low.

Er, OK, he's bleeding. Let's find the cause.

Too late. Patient's dead.

Hang on a minute... Look under the sheet.

Patient's stomach is distended

and the wound oozing large amounts of blood.

Pressure bandage has come loose. What?

Come on, no-one said anything about any hidden paperwork.

Remember, all of you, be organised.

Maintain a proficient team.

Carefully observe and keep the patient alive.

In the real world...

Today this is the real world.

Oh, well done. Now, there's a patient ready for transport.

OK, now we know how it works.

We'll do better on the next one.

I'm not having any AIDS test.

Mate, listen to me... Won't change anything, will it?

Having the test?

At least we'll know what we're dealing with.

I got what I deserve, right? No-one's saying that to you.

Bullshit.

(GROANS)

You wrote me off as a junkie from the minute I turned up.

I've known guys who've had HIV for years.

There's something you can give me for it, right?

Finn, with this type of pneumonia...

I've been on my own since I was 16. I'm a survivor. Nothing scares me.

OK. Just let me get out of here.

There's nothing you can do for me.

(GROANS)

Ahhh!

I'm writing him up for morphine. Five milligrams.

Are you sure?

Now you're giving it to me?

I guess I really am screwed.

Couldn't get the CTG on her? No.

I haven't given up trying, though, of course.

I'm hoping she'll get so exhausted the fight will go out of her.

Mm-hm. Have you been able to track the contractions?

3 minutes apart. 60 seconds duration.

She must be fully dilated. She's progressing pretty quickly.

Yeah. Um, how's she doing?

Well, it's difficult to say. I wish I could examine her properly.

Oh! Becky?

Becky? (SOBS AND GASPS)

Remember your breathing, OK? No!

The husband's been on the phone again.

He should be here in a few minutes.

If he can get here in time, I hope he can calm her down.

He's the only thing keeping her out of theatre at the moment.

Well, he's been to every prenatal class with her

and he said if he's with her, she should be able to deliver naturally.

Good. Let's hope so.

Hello. I was hoping you'd pop by.

What, are you missing me? I am.

I need a drug check on morphine.

This for your resus patient? Yep.

You're giving him morphine? Yep.

What's the deal with that? Advanced PCP.

And he's refusing the HIV test. Why?

I dunno. Maybe he thinks not knowing makes it less real.

But yes, I am missing you.

Aw! You don't think we see enough of each other here?

It's not really the same as alone time, is it?

No, between work and looking after Luke at home,

it's getting a bit frustrating.

I know. I'm sorry. Hmm...

Morphine, one ampule, five milligrams.

Morphine, one ampule, five milligrams. Check.

Who's that for?

How much longer do I have to wait? Shouldn't be long.

Dr Taylor?

Can I talk to you? Yeah. In a minute.

Now.

I'll be right back.

We do not give opiates to drug addicts.

He's in serious pain. Which is being managed.

Not well enough. Dan? Thank you.

We have a pain management plan in place and protocols to follow!

He's dying. I think we should make an exception.

I don't. Come on, Zoe.

Oh, don't you tell me to "Come on, Zoe!"

An hour ago you couldn't wait to get rid of him.

You're not gonna budge on this, are you?

No.

Well, I guess I'd better go over your head, then.

He wants to give morphine to a heroin addict!

A dying heroin addict.

What does the patient want? Did you miss the word 'addict'?

He wants the drugs, of course.

What we're giving him isn't working.

Frank, you've gotta support me on this.

No. I need to do what's best for the patient.

There are other ways to manage pain.

(SIGHS) Give him the morphine.

(HUFFS)

Thanks.

Don't look at me like that. You know Taylor likes to run his own race.

Yeah, and it is our job, as the managers of this department,

to make sure he follows protocol!

Yes, that is a consideration.

It's like the only thing I can rely on in this place

is your lack of support!

Today is not the day to push me.

If you're too sick, you should go home.

(SIGHS)

(COUGHS)

Is Becky alright? What about the baby?

We haven't been able to monitor the baby as closely as we'd like.

But it's OK, isn't it?

Yes, as far as we can tell, your baby's doing well.

Joe, we need you to stay strong and calm as you can for your wife.

I will be. She's been extremely distressed.

She'll calm down once she sees me.

That's good, because she's going into stage two labour,

which means delivery isn't far away.

Where is she? Just here.

Becky! Oh, God!

Oh, get him away from me! He'll kill my baby!

(SOBS) Oh, get away! Get away from me!

Oh, God! Oh! It's OK. He's gone.

Do you know why Becky stopped taking her medication?

Joe? I need some answers, please.

Because she's terrified of losing this baby too.

OK, your baby is coming, which means we have to take you upstairs now.

No. No! They'll take her away.

No-one will take her away.

Oh, you're liars!

VON: Just relax. I know what happens.

Just don't... don't lie to me! No. We're not.

During the first pregnancy,

everything was going great.

Then, the last week, the baby stopped moving.

We called our obstetrician.

They did an ultrasound, and the baby was dead.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Did they tell you what had gone wrong?

There was no explanation, no reason.

So, that's why she doesn't want us to take an ultrasound.

I guess so.

Becky had to give birth to our stillborn child.

It was a nightmare.

She couldn't cope. She refused to believe it.

I want to go now. Please, let me go.

You can't.

It's gonna be OK. You can trust us. No, I can't.

You told him I was here.

Look, your husband is here to care for you and the baby.

No! Don't you understand? He was one of them!

No, no, no. They took her away from me.

When she's not well,

she believes our little girl is still alive.

That I... hid her.

Why would I do that?

What's that?

It's just something to help with the pain.

Last time, they drugged me.

She was admitted to a psychiatric hospital.

She was there for months.

We thought she was well.

They tried to make me believe I killed her.

I didn't kill her. I didn't. No.

I didn't kill her. No, you didn't.

(MOANS) GABRIELLE: Get Jack.

(MOANS) Alright, just come back.

Just relax for me. (MOANS)

Oh, no! No! There you go. OK. Right back.

When we found out we were pregnant again, we couldn't have been happier.

Everything was going well.

At least, I thought it was - until a few days ago.

Jack, we need you. Righto. Coming.

Joe, can I get you to wait here? Nah. Please.

I've gotta be there when my baby's born.

No. I'm sorry. We can't risk a repeat of what happened before.

You're gonna sedate her, aren't you? Yeah. We have no other choice.

Listen, we will monitor your baby and wife closely

but we need to get her up to theatre for the caesarean.

Can't I be there for that?

No. You can't be there for the general anaesthetic.

I'm sorry.

Better?

Thank you.

OK. We have to discuss your options.

Alright.

You have a severe case of pneumonia.

While the antibiotics can help,

your own ability to fight the infection is extremely poor.

I know that.

Is there anyone we can contact for you?

Family? A friend, perhaps?

No. There's no-one.

Am I gonna die?

Is that what this is about?

The trouble that you're having with your breathing,

that's only gonna get worse.

We have to treat it very quickly.

We're gonna have to knock you out for a few days

so we can put in a breathing tube

and treat the infection.

It's the best chance you've got of beating this.

You didn't answer my question.

Am I going to die?

It's possible, yeah.

And if we do nothing?

Mate, at this rate, you won't last the night.

If you put me to sleep, I might never wake up, right?

Right.

Crap.

The sooner we begin this procedure, the better.

So, what do you say? Can we put you on the ventilator?

I need time to think.

Time's something we don't have a lot of, mate.

You do realise she's singling us out.

What? It's bloody Frank.

Let's just focus on the patient.

He's done something to piss her off.

Charlotte.

Charlotte, let's just do this!

We're a good team.

Alright. I'm sorry.

Male. 30 plus.

Head trauma.

I'm only 25.

Look, it says here "30 plus". Let's just pretend.

When's lunch?

Is this part of the exercise? No. I'm starving!

With these injuries, I don't think you're supposed to be talking.

Oh. Sorry.

That's alright.

This is the first paid gig I've had in six months.

What do you do? I'm an actor.

Really?

Would I have seen you in anything? Charlotte.

I'm getting to know the patient. Ah.

I was in a beer ad with a dingo. I love that ad!

I was at the bar. You can only see my back.

But I do theatre mostly.

Charlotte, clock is ticking. Right.

We need to do a neurological assessment

and send him for an urgent head CT.

I was just in the Valley Players' production

of 'A Midsummer Night's Dream'.

Squeeze my hand for me, mate. I was Oberon.

Mmm. The king of the fairies.

It's a very masculine role.

Just gonna shine a light in your eyes.

Have you got a licence for those puppies?

PAULINE: Time's up. Whoa.

Who's completed their assessment?

(ALL RESPOND POSITIVELY)

Oh, this is a nightmare.

Baby's in distress.

Can you call upstairs, tell them we're on our way?

OK, Becky, we're gonna need to operate to delivery your baby safely.

No, no, no!

50mg of pethidine. OK! Sweetheart.

Becky, just try and relax. No, please!

Yes. Her CTG is showing reduced variability.

Well, she's being sedated now, so can be transported.

Right. Thanks for that.

So, she's definitely having a caesarean? There's no choice?

No choice. Anything I can do?

(CHUCKLES) No. I don't think there is at the moment.

I feel a bit bloody useless. That's how I've felt for days.

Now we've found her and I still can't do anything.

There will be plenty for you to do when the baby's here.

Yeah. I suppose.

Becky's gonna be a good mum. Great mum.

When we get the medication sorted out.

She's a different person when she's well.

I told you to go away!

Joe!

Don't let him near me. Please! Help!

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Why won't you believe me?

Help me! Shh.

Oh, God! No! Pethidine in.

Take some deep breaths, Becky.

It's crunch time. We have to make a decision.

When I... when I was a kid...

(STRAINS)

..I had this old comic Mum got at a school fete.

Have you ever heard of 'The Shadow'?

Yeah.

I was a Spider-Man fan, so...

Hey, listen... The Shadow was so cool.

(GULPS)

I wanted to be him more than anything.

(PANTS)

Well, I guess I got my wish.

People step over me, pretend I'm not there.

(STRAINS) Maybe I really am invisible.

(COUGHS) Can I have some more morph?

Sure.

Get another 5mg.

OK.

Do you believe in heaven?

Don't know.

I don't think about it too much.

I do.

(STRAINS) My mum's there.

No way they'd let me in, but...

Mate... No way.

(PANTS) "Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?

"The Shadow knows."

That was his line.

Will you hear my confession?

I can organise for a priest to come and talk to you.

No priest. You.

Please?

Thanks.

So, how do we do this?

I've done a lot of bad things.

I've stolen.

I've lied.

I've taken... (GASPS) ..money off men for sex.

(PANTS) All I ever thought about was my next hit.

(STRAINS) I deserve to die.

(CHOKES)

(COUGHS)

I need a hand in here.

The bleeding's caused by small blood vessels rupturing in your airways.

It's not uncommon in patients with pneumonia.

OK. Thanks, Dan.

His O2 sats are 85%. Thanks, mate.

Your breathing's getting worse.

It's time to go on the ventilator.

FINN: No. You don't have a choice.

No ventilator.

Without it, you will die.

I know.

Listen, Finn,

you can't make decisions based on your past.

All that matters now is that you let us help you.

Finn.

Taylor.

A word?

I think you've done just about all you can for him, haven't you?

His decision to refuse treatment is not rational.

Why do you say that?

He feels he deserves to die 'cause of some of the things he's done.

Right.

So you're gonna wait for respiratory arrest and then ventilate him.

You've got a better idea? Well...

OK, let's say we go against his wishes

and let's say he gets lucky and overcomes his pneumonia.

His immune system's shot to bits.

And the way that he lives, there's no way he can avoid full-blown AIDS.

He's just a kid.

I know. I know, and it's tragic.

But... we've been straight with him. We've managed his pain.

So...

He asked me to hear his confession, Frank.

Oh. Right.

So, if we're done here, I need to get back to him.

Steve.

You know, when you hear someone's confession,

there's an obligation with that.

So, the baby's heartbeat is strong and regular.

It's all looking good.

I've heard that before, so I won't go passing out the cigars just yet.

It's alright. She's sedated.

Go and say hello.

She's so beautiful.

Mmm.

As soon as there's any news... You'll let me know?

Please look after her. I will.

It's the best option for her and for the baby.

Yeah. Under the circumstances.

Yeah.

I'm glad you were in there today.

You were really good with her.

Hey, thanks. So were you.

Hmm.

Drug and alcohol people can arrange emergency accommodation.

What? Once you're out of here, I mean.

I don't understand.

You don't want to die, mate.

OK, we'll treat the pneumonia.

And if it responds, and you're strong enough...

You're not thinking clearly.

You've had a fair bit of morphine.

I thought you might be different. What do you mean?

(PANTS) I thought you got it.

No, mate. I don't get it.

I'm The Shadow again.

No. You're not The Shadow.

But isn't there something that you want to live for?

Something that you'd grab with both hands

if there was just even the slightest possibility...

No home.

No family.

If I got better, I'd be back selling tricks.

I'm a junkie.

I don't know anything else.

This is my only way out.

I'm trying to show a bit of guts here.

Please help me.

OK, mate. I'll have it your way.

No ventilator.

Will you stay?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Is there anything I can get for you?

There is one thing I'd kill for.

Yep. Thanks.

Steve, Thoracic just called.

They asked if they have to keep a bed for Finn Sullivan.

No. No, he's staying.

You alright with that? Yeah. I'm good.

Jack.

Could you lend us 20 bucks till I get to an ATM?

What's it for? Does it matter?

No. Great. I'll get it back to you ASAP.

Oh, Von. Any word on Becky Stewart? No.

Do you know where her husband is? Waiting room.

Yeah.

Goldman, where are you off to? The pub.

Er, Frank, courier dropped this off for you.

Thank you. (COUGHS)

You should go home, Frank.

(COUGHS) Yeah, you're not going to, are you?

Pulse - weak and thready. Heart rate - 125.

Sats are 100% on room air.

And what are her assessments? It doesn't say.

What? That's all we got. Just the obs.

Excuse me. We don't have our assessments.

Outside your comfort zone?

Rethink your limitations.

Positivize your negatives.

I'll positivize your negatives!

Charlotte. She just needs a good slap.

Look, how is that exactly going to help?

Work as teams, people. Time is running out.

Um...

Well, she's sucking on something.

Are you sucking on something?

You cannot interrogate an unconscious patient, Beaumont.

I'm West.

Be sure to give Frank Campion my best.

She hates him, doesn't she?

Yeah. We've been set up.

Assessments.

Any mention of sucking? No sucking.

I'm counting down, people. 30 seconds.

Alright, what are our possibilities? Hypovolemic shock?

An overwhelming infection.

Could have ingested a toxic substance.

Which one?

Smell her breath.

What?

I didn't say anything.

Smell her breath!

10 seconds.

Looking for inspiration from the door frame, are you, Beaumont?

Or planning your escape?

It's fruity.

She's sucking a lolly, Bart.

It has to be a symptom. Why else would Frank suggest it?

Time's up. Beaumont and West, your diagnosis is?

Ooh, dear. Don't tell me you've got another one for the coroner.

Our patient has diabetic ketoacidosis.

Once given insulin and re-hydrated,

her symptoms should subside.

Is that correct, Pauline?

Yes. That's... correct.

(FINN PANTS)

How's he doing?

He's drifting in and out.

Won't be long.

So, we're, er, not going to intubate?

No.

You still want these?

Yeah. Just leave them, thanks, Dan.

(GASPS)

Beer's getting warm.

(CHUCKLES) Sorry.

Finn.

(MACHINE BEEPS CONTINUOUSLY)

Happy trails, mate.

(SIGHS)

Taylor.

Walk with me.

You've got nothing to worry about, Frank.

Haven't I?

I just watched a doctor of mine, who happens to be an alcoholic,

take his first drink in six months.

I just watched a young guy die because of his addiction.

Trust me, it doesn't send you on a bender.

Really?

You saw me pour it down the sink.

What was it doing in your hand to begin with?

You asked me to respect the wishes of my patient.

He wanted a beer. I got him one. Where's the harm in that?

You know, they don't call it confession anymore.

I'm not a Catholic, Frank.

It's called reconciliation.

Yeah, I think that's more what Finn needed.

Make peace with himself.

Mmm.

Yes. I imagine so.

What about you?

Are you making peace with yourself?

I'm getting there.

Thanks for asking.

Hey. Hi.

Mother and baby doing well.

Five most wonderful words in the English language.

Aw, he's gorgeous!

Yeah. He is.

Congratulations, mate. Thank you.

For everything.

You're welcome.

(BABY COOS) I know Becky would be grateful too.

Have you got a name picked out?

We'd decided on Jamie.

Jamie! That's beautiful.

She's gonna be a great mum.

I believe that with all my heart and all my soul.

Our new life starts today.

We don't give out any details. If anyone asks, we say it was fine.

If they ask how it went, we say 'fine'.

Fine! Good.

(LAUGHS) What?

OK, listen. I've decided I would love to take your spare room.

If the offer's still up. Are you serious?

Yeah. Awesome. Awesome. Great.

Done and dusted. Great. I'll move my things tomorrow.

Hello, hello, hello. Here they are.

How was it? It was fine.

Really? Yeah. It was absolutely fine.

Word is it was pretty tough. No. It was all good.

Er, you have a good time?

In future, send someone else to those things, will you?

It was a complete and utter waste of time.

It was fine nevertheless.

Pauline will send me the results, you know.

OK, it wasn't fine. It was a complete nightmare.

We only saved one patient. I'm sorry. You only saved one?

I'm sorry. Yes, we saved one patient!

God. How many did you lose? Three or four.

Five.

I'm not counting the guy who was perving at my tits.

Wow. Crash and burn, man!

And she hates your guts. But you know that, don't you?

Yes, I know.

She has ever since I told her that her little simulations

were a complete and utter waste of time.

(CHUCKLES)

Anyway, since I've got you all here, I'd like to make an announcement.

I have some results here

from the Australasian College for Emergency Medicine.

(GASPS) Ah, ah, ah!

Anyone who saw Dr Beaumont's sterling effort today...

Don't do this in front of everybody.

..would know that this letter tells us

that she has completed her fellowship

and thus, has been admitted into the college as a fellow.

(ALL CHEER)

Thank you. Mwah! Congratulations. You deserve it.

Clever thing! Drinks on me!

Oh, great.

Hip, hip... ALL: Hooray!

(SQUEALS HAPPILY) Hip, hip...

(ALL CONTINUE CHEERING)

(COUGHS)

Don't cough on us. Seriously, Frank. Go home.

This is contagious.