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Samantha! Are you her husband?

What happened? WOMAN: Your dog got out again.

I tried to bring him back in your garage and she was...

Oh, Jesus.

Yeah. I'm in. What's happening?

Is she going to be alright? She's lucky the rope broke.

Oh, Sam. It's OK. I'm here. I'm here, honey.

Can you grab the spinal board? We need to get her moving.

OK. So, what have we got?

This is Samantha Foster, 33.

She's got severe bruising to her neck from an attempted hanging.

I don't understand. She was packing for our holiday when I left.

She seemed so happy. This is her husband, Patrick.

The rope broke so she's got some minor injuries from the fall.

CHARLOTTE: Any head injuries?

No. She's bradycardic and hypertensive with a GCS of 10.

OK.

This can't be happening. Sorry. I just need to...

Sir, you need to wait outside.

I want to be here when she wakes up. We'll make sure you are.

But I need to talk to you about your wife's medical history.

On my three. One, two, three.

Come on. We're just out in the corridor.

Someone will come out if there's any change.

I need her to know that I'm here. It's important.

We will tell her.

What can I do?

You can start by hooking her up to the resus monitors.

BREE: We'll just get out of your way, guys.

OK. Thanks. Her pupils are 5mm and reactive.

We'll need full bloods and a C spine X-ray, please.

Actually, Amy, I'll do that.

If you could get me the portable X-ray, please.

Sure.

Thanks.

I'll get a more experienced nurse. Amy can do it.

Well, she's just out of uni. She's hardly ready for Resus.

She needs to cut her teeth sometime. It's cool. I'll keep an eye on her.

Is your wife on any medication?

Er... no.

What about allergies? No.

Has she ever shown any sign of depression?

Oh... she stresses a lot.

Let-lets things get to her.

I tried talking to her.

She just kept saying she was fine.

Not to worry.

I should have tried harder. You can't blame yourself.

Do you think the ambos got to her in time?

I hope so.

Thank God the neighbour found her, hey?

She saved Sam's life.

Come on.

OK? Just through here.

Hey, Ricky, forget about all that. You're coming with me.

Where to? Yeah, that's my question. Where to?

Barklae Maximum Security Prison.

There's been a brawl out there. One of the inmates has internal injuries.

And they need the Head of Surgery, do they?

They need a surgeon and I felt like a change of scenery.

And they asked me to bring a nurse.

Count me out. I don't do prisons. Oh, but...

(SIGHS) Well, who else have you got available?

Have you seen our waiting room?

It's flat out like a lizard drinking. Get a prison nurse to help.

I can't. They're too busy with the other injuries from the brawl.

I cannot spare you a nurse, Mike.

Gabrielle... Vlasek! It's not going to happen.

(SIGHS) What about a doctor?

Bugger off. Tell them to bring him in here.

I did. Apparently he's too dangerous to be moved.

But you want to put one of my staff in a cell with him. Nice!

They wouldn't have contacted me unless he was badly hurt.

Oh, alright. Take me.

You're gonna wear a nurse's uniform? Don't push it.

Thanks, Frank. See you at the car.

Beaumont, you're in charge.

Don't drop your bundle.

C spine's clear. How's her temp?

Low. 35.9.

I'll grab a warm blanket. Good thinking.

How's she going?

Er, she's going pretty good.

I meant the patient. Right.

Not so good. Did you get her file?

Yeah. She had one admission three years ago.

She fractured her wrist playing netball.

That's strange. There seems to be some muscle rigidity.

(GASPS) What the hell was that?

Well, it could be muscle spasms caused by a lack of oxygen

or she could be taking something for an underlying condition.

Could be. Have we done bloods?

Not yet. Let's get ABGs.

And a drug tox screen too, please. Yep.

There we go. You want me to take the bloods?

Yeah. You did it really well last time. No need to be nervous.

I'm not nervous.

I'll do it.

Gabrielle's going to show you how to put in an IDC to take a urine sample.

(CHUCKLES) (IMITATES CHUCKLE)

More fun.

(COUGHING) Frank picked a good day to bail.

What are our waiting times up to? Six hours and rising.

We'd better do something about that.

I'm going to put in a request for a locum.

Hmm! You go, girl.

Look, Miss. I've been waiting here for three hours.

Well, did you try your GP? He can't see me till next week.

Well, unfortunately, everyone's in the same boat.

I could be dying of pneumonia for all you lot care.

We're not gonna let that happen, are we?

(MOANS)

Just a second.

Are you alright? I... feel ill.

I need help!

Oh, that's what you've got to do to get attention around here.

(WOMAN MOANS AND PANTS)

This is Megan Knight. She's 22.

She's got abdo pain, PV bleeding and nausea.

She collapsed while in the waiting room.

Ah. Someone who knows how to make an entrance.

The man beside me thought I was trying to skip the queue.

(MOANS) Take some deep breaths.

Alright. Here we go.

(GROANS AND PANTS)

When did the pain start?

Oh! Last night.

Oh, it hurts so much!

(PANTS) Alright. Let me take a look.

(PANTS HEAVILY)

(MOANS)

Does it hurt more there? Yeah.

It's like really bad period pain.

Guarding and tenderness on the right. Mm-hm.

That's what I thought it was.

Except I've only had my period two weeks ago.

(MOANS) Are they normally regular?

I wish.

(GRUNTS) They're all over the place.

I've had so many days off work.

My boss will sack me for sure this time.

(MOANS) That's alright.

We'll get you a doctor's certificate.

(PANTS) OK.

Pulse is fine. Temp's a little high. BP's on the low side.

Full bloods? Yep.

And a urinalysis and a pelvic ultrasound.

Also like to do a pregnancy test, Megan, if that's alright.

But I'm on the pill. That's alright. That's just routine.

And we'll get you something for that pain.

Yes. Some codeine forte.

And some metoclopramide for that nausea.

OK. I'm just going to pop the cannula in.

Do you have any pads?

I think I'm leaking. Yeah, of course.

(GRUNTS AND PANTS)

Tell me those are the blood results. Yeah. Only the tox screen.

But I think you'll find the results pretty interesting.

There is a large amount of anticonvulsants in her system.

Why would she be taking epilepsy meds?

I'll ask Patrick. See if he knows. (ALARMS BEEP)

She's salivating. We need suction. 2 milligrams naloxone IV.

Yeah. NG tube and charcoal.

Let's do an ECG too, please, Gabrielle.

Yep.

She's biting the suction tube. Jaws locked. Set up for intubation.

We need to get an airway in. Yep.

Sux and thio? Please.

Hanging herself with a gut full of drugs.

She must have really meant business.

She must have taken my epilepsy medication.

Shit.

Can you remember how many were left?

I only opened the bottle two days ago.

We're working to reverse the effects.

But... she's not going to die, is she?

Her condition is very serious and...

I'm sorry, but you may need to be prepared for that.

This is crazy.

I never realised there was a problem.

That she felt...

It's not always easy to read the signs.

Is there anyone I can call? Samantha's family.

Oh, no. They're not around.

It-it's just me and Sam.

(GATES SLAM)

(GATES OPEN)

No phones, wallets, keys or pens.

All personal belongings get left with security.

Everything in the medical kits gets documented

then checked again before you leave.

Hey, listen, we're here to treat him, not to spring him.

It's for your protection.

These men can turn a toothbrush into a lethal weapon.

And this inmate is more dangerous than most.

Ever heard of Mathew King?

No.

Serving life without parole for four previous murders

plus the one today.

He'll be spending the rest of his life in this place.

(BUZZ!)

I know which side of the fence I'd rather be on.

You and me both, so let's get this over and done with.

King's got nothing to lose, so try not to upset him.

Over there, please.

How'd he get his injuries? A fire alarm went off.

We had to muster the inmates.

King took the opportunity to stir up some trouble.

A couple of new guys decided to have a go at him.

Personal belongings over there, please.

And I take it that wasn't a very good idea.

No. The idiots didn't stand a chance.

Although one of them did get a few good punches in

before King snapped his neck.

Ah.

So, why didn't you just send this King character straight to hospital?

Because the last time he was in hospital, he attacked a nurse.

This way, please.

There'll be two officers in the cell with you at all times.

Don't make eye contact with the inmate.

Don't engage him in conversation.

Just do what you've got to do and get out.

This is Dr Campion and Dr Vlasek.

They're here to assess your medical condition.

(PANTS HEAVILY)

Welcome.

If he gives you any trouble, get out.

Now, why would I cause you trouble when you're here to help me?

(GRUNTS)

Give me your arm.

Where's your bedside manner, Doctor?

He doesn't have one.

He treats everybody the same way.

Oh, that's all I ask.

To be treated like everyone else. (PUMPS BP CUFF)

Remember that and we'll get along fine.

(DEFLATES CUFF)

(GRUNTS)

(CHUCKLES)

Can you see my soul?

I can see your conjunctivas are pale which may indicate a haemorrhage.

How much pain are you in?

You tell me, Doctor.

These games aren't gonna help us treat you.

FRANK: His blood pressure's low and he's tachycardic.

I'll put a cannula in and run some fluids.

Can you lie down?

A 'please' might help.

Can you lie down, please?

I need some assistance.

These shackles aren't designed for their mobility.

(OFFICER GRUNTS)

Take it easy. Oh! (GRUNTS)

(PANTS)

Are you alright?

(PANTS) I'm fine. Thanks for asking.

Alright. Let's see what's going on here.

(TAKES SHALLOW BREATHS)

(PANTS)

The last man that touched me like that had his throat slit.

Don't look so worried. What can I do?

Apart from strangle you with that stethoscope.

(PANTS) Can you move your hands, please?

What do you think?

(SIGHS) The chain's gonna have to come off for me to examine him.

No chance.

Do you want us to do our job or don't you?

We need to move his hands away from his abdomen

so we can make a thorough examination.

I promise I'll be good.

Work quickly.

(CHAINS JANGLE)

(GRUNTS)

(CHAINS UNLOCK)

(PANTS)

(COUGHS)

STEVE: Can you set up the nasogastric tube, please?

There's bits of tablet in there. Is that right?

Must've still been in her mouth when you were suctioning.

Oh, my God!

I always thought taking pills would be a peaceful way to go.

There's nothing peaceful about it.

People convulse, vomit, shit themselves.

Never see that in the movies.

Have you ever done an NG? No.

It's time we changed that.

Wouldn't it just be quicker if you did it?

Come on. I'll talk you through it.

Measure from the nose to the stomach. Yep.

Just move it along the base of the nostril.

I'll just deflate the ET cuff.

Nice and steady. No need to force it. Take your time.

Ah! Take your time.

I can't. I don't wanna hurt her. You're not gonna hurt her.

Take your time. That's it.

Stop at the mark.

Watch for her breathing.

Just gonna aspirate some fluid, just to check it's in the right position.

You did it. (LAUGHS)

Her first NG and on an intubated patient.

Huh.

Congratulations.

Here's the ECG, when you need it.

We'll get the charcoal in first.

Let me know if you need a break. Charcoal, please.

Cheers.

Why didn't she talk to someone, tell 'em how she was feeling?

It's not always that simple.

She must've been so desperate.

Has anyone seen Frank?

Yes, he's right here.

Now that you mention it, there is a resemblance.

Ow! I'm joking! God!

Frank got called to a medical emergency, so I'm in charge.

Oh, great, well, can you put a boot up Radiology?

They're taking too long. Oh.

We have gotta get some of these patients moving.

Hopefully I can help.

You must be our locum.

Tony Clark.

Nice to meet you! You are a sight for sore eyes.

Dr Clark, Charlotte Beaumont, 2IC. Welcome aboard.

I hope you've had your Weet-Bix this morning.

I did. Four of them. Oh, good!

I'm gonna get you in Triage,

dealing with category four and five patients.

Anyone who doesn't need to be admitted,

send to their GP or medical centre.

Have you got Megan Knight's ultrasound?

I haven't even taken her to Radiology.

How come? There's been some delay.

And there's a huge backlog and no sign of her blood results either.

And her pain's getting worse.

Let's have another look at her.

(GROANS)

Has the pain eased up at all, Megan? It did.

And then it came back even worse. (GROANS)

Let's get some more pain relief. 2.5 milligrams of morphine.

Yep. Gonna get some heat packs too. Try lying on your side.

(GROANS)

What's wrong with me?!

Well, I won't know for sure until we get the ultrasound back

but it appears to be uterine trauma.

(GASPS AND PANTS)

Does that help?

Oh, a little.

(GROANS)

Pain in your shoulder? Yeah!

I dunno what I've done to it.

Shoulder tip pain, bleeding, abdominal pain,

they're all symptoms of an ectopic pregnancy.

Huh?

You think I'm pregnant?

Is it possible?

My boyfriend left me two weeks ago.

(GASPS)

(RETCHES) Here.

I'll get her some metaclopramide. Mm-hm.

Don't worry, Megan. We're gonna sort this out.

There's guarding and tenderness on his right side.

Must be in a bit of pain, mate.

Not really.

No bowel sounds. Right.

His blood pressure's low. I've gotta raise his feet.

Thank you.

Time we got him to hospital. Hey?

Well, everything indicates an internal bleed

but I've got no way of knowing exactly where

or how serious it is without a FAST.

What if he's bunging it on?

He can hardly be bunging on the bruising and the tachycardia.

There is another solution.

What did we do before we had ultrasound technology?

What? You mean a four-quadrant tap?

Hey, come on, there's no way I'm sticking a needle into his abdomen.

Not while he's conscious, anyway. Alright. I'll do it.

Are you serious? Yes, I am bloody serious.

I'm not letting him into my hospital unless I have to.

If it gives you any more trouble, come back and see us.

Thanks, Dr Clark. I really appreciate it.

And try to cut back on the cigarettes.

I've been trying to cut back for 40 years.

(LAUGHS) (LAUGHS AND COUGHS)

What do you think of our new locum?

He seems to have done a good job clearing the waiting room.

And the patients seem to like him.

He might be someone to keep in mind if a position becomes available.

Yes, if he passes the Frank-o-meter.

I don't want excuses.

I want an ultrasound for my patient so I can confirm a diagnosis!

Thank you!

For nothing.

Go, Bart. Tried being nice. Doesn't work.

Just a little bit further. I gotta go through the abdominal wall.

There we go. I'm through.

Enjoying yourself, Doctor?

BP? Still low.

Well, there's no bleed there.

Don't tell me you have to do the whole thing again.

Yep.

Want me to take over? No, I'm fine.

He's alright.

Her heart rate's dropped through the floor.

The ECG is showing QRS and QT at conductive intervals.

Has she had atropine? It hasn't made any difference.

I'm running out of options.

Take some more bloods and check there's not electrolyte imbalance.

Good thinking. Can't we just let her go?

It's obviously what she wanted. What? She tell you that?

Well... no. But look what she did to herself.

I doubt she was thinking too straight

when she took pills and then tried to hang herself.

Steve!

We're gonna do everything to save this woman,

if not for herself, then for her husband.

I've just left a message with Samantha's mother.

I thought Patrick said there were no relatives.

Well, I checked her previous admission notes.

She's the next of kin.

Why would he lie to us about that?

I'll see what I can find out.

Probably doesn't get along with her mother-in-law.

Wouldn't be the first.

(ALARMS BEEP)

VF. Amy, defib.

Oh, God! Amy! Amy?

Amy, you do the pads. I'll do that.

Come on! I'm sorry!

Calmly. Calmly. You know how to do this.

Charging 360.

Clear.

What's happening? Is my wife OK?

We're doing the best we can for her. I'd like to see her.

No, not now. It's not a good time.

Supposed to be going on our second honeymoon tomorrow.

Oh. Where were you off to?

Er, same place as the first. Whitsundays.

Nice. Even got the same room.

Well, you obviously went to a lot of effort.

No, it was gonna be perfect.

She really loved it there.

I've left a message with her mother, explaining what's happened.

I wish you hadn't done that! She...

Sorry. We don't see eye to eye.

I think the pressure she puts on Sam

might be part of the reason she's done this.

Well, you've had a difficult day.

Come get some fresh air and I'll let you know if there's any change.

Thank you.

Clear.

(MACHINE BEEPS) Sinus rhythm.

Let's do a follow-up ECG and get those bloods off.

Are you OK to do the ECG while I do the rest of the bloods?

Yep. Are you OK?

Yes. Good.

Her urine output's dropped. Want me to increase IV fluids as well?

That'd be good. Yeah. OK.

There we go. Bleed in the upper-right quadrant.

And that'll be a ruptured liver. He needs surgery, Frank.

So I get to go to hospital?

Not if I can bloody help it, you don't.

Can't blame me for trying.

Spend 24 hours a day alone in a cell,

any company's a treat.

You're not gonna be getting that in my E.D.

Come on, you know what it's like to be lonely, don't you, Frank?

Hey?

No wife, children you don't see.

You don't know the first thing about me, pal.

I know your type.

It's in your clothes, your voice, your eyes.

If you didn't have a job, you wouldn't have anything.

Am I right? Hey.

That's enough.

Put the chain back on him. We'll be back.

You and I are the same, Frank!

We don't like anyone else to have the upper hand.

(GRUNTS)

Steady on. (DOOR SLAMS)

(CHUCKLES)

You got the scans for me?

They've been taken but they haven't come back yet.

What is going on? Our machine's broken down.

And apparently yelling at them won't make a difference.

Sorry, Megan.

You deserve a lot better than this.

At least the pain's not so bad now.

I'm just tired.

Right, well, we'll pull the curtain around. Give you some time to rest.

And hopefully when you wake up, we'll have some answers for you.

(CLEARS THROAT) Can I help you?

I hope so.

A three-year-old who's come off her bike

and I think Wiggles bandaids might be the answer.

Do we have any?

Who wants a plain one when you can have Dorothy the Dinosaur?

My argument exactly.

I'm Tony, by the way. Erica.

Lovely to meet you, Erica. I'm Bart.

And she just got married.

Oh, that makes two of us.

Nice wedding? It was, actually.

Let's go to the drug room and see what we can find.

He's got internal bleeding and God knows what other injuries.

We don't have a choice. He needs to go to hospital.

He's not coming through my E.D.

Why? Because he pushed your buttons?

No, because the last time he was in hospital, he attacked a nurse.

Unfortunately, that's not enough to deny him medical treatment.

Oh, come on. This is just a joke to him.

You can argue all you like. I will not put my people at risk.

Well, we got a problem, then,

because unless he goes to a hospital, and soon, he will die.

Just explain to me why that's a problem.

I need you both inside. Now.

He ripped that thing out of his arm and swallowed it.

You bloody idiot.

So now do I get to go to hospital?

Call an ambulance.

I'll let Beaumont know.

She's not well enough to be moved.

In a perfect world I'd agree, but we need Resus clear for this prisoner.

And if she crashes again? We'll deal with that in Acute.

How is she now?

Heart rate's low but stable. There were no arrhythmias on her last ECG.

And the naloxone seems to have cleared most of the anticonvulsants

out of her system, so...

Fingers crossed, she might just pull through.

Well, I've just spoken with her mother

and apparently it wasn't the marriage made in heaven

that Patrick makes it out to be.

What do you mean?

Well, she tried to leave him but he wouldn't let her.

Since then, he's become more and more possessive.

And she does not believe Sam would've done this to herself.

You think he did it?

Let's just hold off on making accusations, thanks, Amy.

How could he have gotten her to swallow all those pills?

Maybe they were forced into...

Then he hung her to make it look like suicide. Come on, guys.

Could he do something like that?

Can't just take the word of a woman we've never met.

Well, Patrick obviously doesn't get along with Mum

but he blames her for Samantha's depression.

So it's his word against hers, right?

Well, she's ready to move. Let's go.

OK. Let's get her onto Acute monitoring.

Then it might be time for another chat with Patrick.

Hmm... Hi.

Hi.

I'm Dr Clark. How are you feeling?

Mmm. That sleep helped a bit.

Oh, that's great.

Sounds like you're ready to go home.

Really?

So it wasn't an ectopic pregnancy?

Nope. False alarm.

Oh. Any thoughts, then, on why I'm feeling so terrible?

Have you been under much stress?

Uh...

I've been really strung out, since I broke up with my boyfriend.

This is your body's way of telling you to take it easy.

You need to relax, take a couple of days off,

and you'll be ready to take on the world again.

All this because I'm stressed?

(LAUGHS)

Oh, how ridiculous.

We're all under too much pressure these days.

But being in this place doesn't help.

You'll feel much better once you're home.

Come on, I'll help you up.

Thank you, Doctor.

Thanks for the call. Sam's improving?

Yes, she is. That's great. That's fantastic.

We're just waiting on a bed in ICU and then we'll take her upstairs,

but, at this stage, we're hopeful of a recovery.

(SIGHS)

Well, you've all been very caring and thorough.

I... I really appreciate it. Sam will too.

You gonna be OK to look after her when she gets home?

Well, she'll need a lot of emotional support. I know that.

Don't worry. I'll make sure she gets it.

Then we can go off on our second honeymoon and life will go on.

So can I see her now?

It might be best if you wait till she gets to ICU.

I'd really like to see her.

You can wait back in my office if you like.

No, it's alright. I'll... I'll wait here.

This sounds like one nasty customer.

You scared? No... Shut up.

What's the story?

Mathew King, 42, abdo trauma sustained in a prison brawl.

Which he topped off by swallowing a cannula.

Oh, you serious?

He's got cuts in his mouth and possible oesophageal trauma.

He's lost lots of blood. I don't know how he's conscious.

He's not. Mathew. Mathew, can you hear me? Mathew, can you hear me?

We need to get him uncuffed before we move him.

He's hypotensive and tachycardic

with right upper-quadrant pain and blocking.

We've got two IVCs in with one litre of fluids.

It's a bit crowded in here. Sure is.

On my three. One, two, three.

(GROANS)

Cut his clothes off him. Then I want full blood.

I'll go book a theatre. We'll get out of your way.

The O neg you ordered. Thank you.

We gonna need an abdo CT and a FAST as well.

Forget the bloody scans.

He's bleeding internally, probably from the liver.

How do you know that? An educated guess.

He did a four-quadrant tap.

What? Thought they only did those in the old war movies, Frank.

Just get a bloody move on so we can get those cuffs back on.

Oh, relax. Look, he's completely out of it.

Somebody get these to Pathology. Er, sure.

Anyone got a pen? Here.

Set up to intubate.

We haven't assessed him properly yet.

His airway's already compromised. Do it NOW before he gets any worse.

And get those bloody cuffs on now. We're paranoid.

(YELLS) MATHEW: (SHOUTS) Stay back!

Shit.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

You feel alive now, Frankie?

Or do you want me to put you out of your misery?

Mathew. (YELLS) Stay out of it!

See, you're sadder than me, Frank.

I was put in solitary confinement. You put yourself there.

But I'm out now.

And thanks to you, I won't have to die in that shit hole.

(BELLOWS)

Get pressure on there. Push those bloods through.

Get him ready for theatre. We'll intubate him up there.

He's all yours.

MIKE: You alright, Frank?

Samantha.

Samantha, my name is Gabrielle, OK? I'm a nurse.

Now, you have a tube in your mouth that's helping you breathe.

Relax. I'll try and take it out.

Should I page Steve? Yep.

I'm here. Now, hold on, Samantha. Hold on.

Hold on. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Easy here.

Deep breaths. Deep breaths. Can you get her some oxygen, please?

(SOBS) Where am I? You're in hospital.

I'm just gonna put this... No! No, no, no, no, no.

They're trying to help you, babe. Get away from me.

What's wrong? Please, get away from me.

Shh. I think you better wait outside.

She's drugged. She doesn't know what she's saying.

(SOBS) How could you do this to me?

You brought this on... (SCREAMS)

You made a promise, Sam - "till death us do part".

You don't break a promise. Don't listen to him, Samantha.

Sam, don't listen to him. I loved you, Sam!

Gave you everything.

OK, Sam. See what you do to me?

(WHISPERS) Come on, come on. You're safe now, OK?

(SOBS) It's alright now. It's alright.

Shh. You're OK.

Too much excitement for one day, hey, Frank?

Mmm.

What's up? Nothing.

Oh, now, come on. Don't give me that.

Where are my bloody messages?

Well, assuming you HAVE any, they'll be on the desk in front of you.

(GRUNTS)

Oh, Admin emails. God, they're so bloody exciting, aren't they?

Oh, a change in canteen hours. (GROANS)

Another security pass lost.

Tell Beaumont her locum is denied.

What? They never give me a bloody locum.

Dunno why she thought they'd give her one.

So, how goes my kingdom? Still in one piece?

Yeah. It's going really well, actually.

Great. I'll be right back.

Our request for a locum was denied. What?

So you've discharged him? Well, the symptoms have gone, so...

But who's that?

Listen, it could be coincidence, but we also got an email from Admin.

Somebody in Psych reported their security pass missing.

No way. I could be wrong.

I was just trying to help. Yes, I appreciate that.

But she is my patient and I'd prefer

if we waited for the test results to come back.

Could we...? Tony, could we have a word, please?

Of course. Come on, Mrs Mattos. Back to bed.

Is there a problem?

(SIGHS)

You're not a doctor, are you?

Then why do I have a stethoscope?

Shall I to escort Samantha to ICU? I'll go.

No! No!

It's a... nursing matter.

Come with me, please.

What's up?

Where did you get that security pass, Tony?

They gave it to me when I started this morning.

Look at the photo. It's not your pass.

There's obviously been a mix-up. I'll speak to Security.

Oh, no need to do that. Have we met? I'm Dr Clark.

Oh, nice to meet you.

I've just been speaking with Professor Kendall.

Oh, you know the Prof. Mmm.

He's a psychiatrist here. I know.

He lectured me at med school. Great guy. Truly inspirational.

You, er, didn't finish your degree, though.

You got sick in second year? Is that what he said?

(SCOFFS) Must have me confused with someone else.

I'd love to stay and chat, but the sick and injured are waiting.

No, it's OK, Tony.

The other doctors are looking after them.

He said that you came to see him this morning,

but he was called away on an emergency,

and when he got back, you weren't there.

Couldn't hang around all day. I had patients to see.

He said that your wife is very worried about you.

Apparently, you were quite unwell this morning.

She worries too much.

I feel great -

more than I can say for the people in the waiting room.

Ah... Er, Tony, um...

Er, look. He's available now. He'd like to see you.

And I can take you up there.

If you can cope without me. I think we can manage.

Has anyone seen my patient? She was in that bed over there.

Megan? She's gone home.

You discharged her? You told me to clear the beds.

What is going on? We'll find her.

Yeah, we'd better. Scan confirmed she has an ectopic pregnancy.

If it ruptures, she could bleed to death.

I know Dr Clark said you could go, but there's a mix-up in the results.

What we could do is send an ambulance if that'll help.

OK. Are... are you ready to go now?

Sorry about the inconvenience. We're gonna have to bring you back in.

Look, it really is... It's just one of those things.

Megan, it's Dr West. We've got your radiology results.

Can you call me as soon as you get this message?

No luck? No luck with home phone or mobile.

I'm checking next of kin. Sorry about that.

Look, we'll try not to keep you waiting too long, OK?

Thank you. We'll see you soon.

Just a couple more? Yep.

Thank you.

Thanks, Dan. Not a problem.

How did he manage to discharge so many patients

in such a short space of time?

Well, he was efficient, I'll give you that.

Oh, all of mine are coming back,

except for this one guy who insists that Tony cured him of asthma.

I will try and talk him around.

Thanks for your help with Patrick today. I'm glad you were here.

How's Samantha? (SIGHS) Still pretty upset.

But her mum's with her now.

I'm sorry I suggested we let her go.

I didn't understand the situation at all.

Forget about it. It's been a tough day. It's OK.

Where's her husband?

Security's still looking after him until the police arrive.

(QUIETLY) OK.

Hey, you... Amy?

You did well today. Well done.

Can I get your nursing notes, please? Can I do them later?

Can you do them now?

I need to send them up with the rest of Samantha's paperwork.

Er, just go easy on her, Gabby.

What exactly is going on between you two?

Nothing. She's... she's just a kid.

Yeah. Remember that. BART: All Saints Hospital.

Yes! Thank you.

Found my patient. Yay. Ha!

Yes!

BREE: Megan Knight, 22.

She collapsed on a bus with severe abdo pain and PV bleeding.

We need to take her straight to theatre.

She's hypertensive and tachycardic.

She's still got a cannula in situ.

Megan, I've been trying to call you. You have an ectopic pregnancy.

The young doctor said I was OK.

I know. He was wrong. I'm sorry. I'll explain everything after surgery.

Oh, I just want the pain to stop. (GASPS)

Close call.

Frank's gonna kill me. No, he's not.

Come on. Come with me.

Listen, every triage patient has been contacted, right?

We get back the ones we need to review.

Frank need never know.

Suppose not. Could be worse.

What could be worse? Waiting times.

They're still two hours.

Oh, good. Well, I'm impressed. Place was chockers when I left.

So, Beaumont, how was your day?

What is there to say? She had the place running like clockwork.

Glad to hear it.

Is there something I should know? No.

It was a disaster. (QUICKLY) It wasn't a disaster.

Listen, we had a few minor hiccups. That's all.

We had a psych patient locuming for us today.

He came in with a stethoscope around his neck

and I assumed he was a doctor.

So did I. He did have some medical training.

He was part-way through his degree

before he was diagnosed with a psychotic disorder.

Well, that's a bloody cock-up, isn't it?

I am so sorry. I'm sorry too.

We've called everyone he came into contact with. It's under control.

Well, I'm glad everything didn't run TOO smoothly while I was out.

You are?

Yeah, at least I don't have to worry

about you bumping me out of my chair any time soon.

(LAUGHS WEAKLY) You've got no worries there.

Perfectly... happy here.

Glad to hear it.

Mmm.

So he made it through surgery, did he?

By some miracle he didn't deserve.

Hmm. He lost a lot of blood.

We managed to repair the carotid artery.

And his obs seem OK. Post-op infection's his main threat.

What about his other injuries? Oh, his liver is a mess.

Cannula perforated his bowel.

Oh, great. So he'll be with us for a while.

Oh, no.

No, they're gonna take him to the prison infirmary

as soon as he's stable.

Mm-hm.

You alright?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Guys like him thrive on control.

He managed to manipulate the entire situation to his own advantage.

Yeah, and have a bit of fun with us along the way.

Yeah. (SIGHS)

How much of that stuff he said about you do you think was true?

(SCOFFS) Probably all of it.

How are you any different? What do you have to go home to?

We're both in the same bloody boat.

Yeah, I guess.

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS)

We meet again.

Which is a pleasant surprise. Is it?

Yeah. I was hoping that I'd run into you before I left.

Oh, where are you going? Home. To Melbourne.

But my flight doesn't leave for 12 hours.

Right.

So, by my calculations, that leaves us about...

..12 hours.

(LAUGHS)

Got any ideas on how we can kill the time?

Well, we could start with a drink.

I think I owe you one. Yes, you do.

I'm Juliet, by the way.

Mike.

So, what are we drinking, Mike?