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MAN: (ON RADIO) Medical Response 4 to Base,

we're one minute from All Saints Western General.

Permission to land?

WOMAN: (ON RADIO) Copy that, MR-4. You are clear for landing.

Do we know what happened?

Boating accident. Multiple casualties. That's all I know.

Great.

Chopper's waiting to take you to the site.

Drugs. Thank you.

Be careful.

I don't want any bloody heroes out there.

Gotcha. I mean it!

Yeah, we're getting it, Frank. (LAUGHS)

Don't worry about it.

You're my hero, Frank. Oh, piss off, Vlasek.

(WHISTLES)

Oi! You want to move it?

Well, let me know what to expect!

Hi. I'm Steve. Jo. This is Paul.

Hi.

G'day.

Your turn, sunshine.

So you're the paramedic, hey?

Specialist paramedic.

My mistake, specialist.

Hey! Hey!

Hurry! Hey!

I'll go in first, check things out.

I'll let you know when it's safe to join me.

And what do we do in the meantime?

You wait.

Any questions?

Just one. Where do we land?

We don't. You go when Paul tells you to go.

If you don't follow instructions, you'll end up dead. Got it?

Yeah, got it.

PAUL: You're all clear, Jo.

What's wrong, boys? Scared?

PAUL: (ON RADIO) Sending the paramedic down now.

Hurry! Please!

(MAN SCREAMS)

(MAN GROANS) What happened to him?

He was standing on the deck getting ready to head out for the morning.

We're a fishing boat. Then there was an explosion in the engine room.

The whole boat rocked and he was thrown overboard.

Straight into the bloody propeller.

Right.

(GROANS)

Sorry, mate. I'll get this pain sorted in a second.

(WHIMPERS)

You put this on him? Yeah.

How long ago?

I don't know. About 40-45 minutes ago.

And it pisses blood every time I loosen it.

(GROANS)

Did I do the wrong thing?

No. You did good.

(GROANS)

Get harnessed up, gentlemen.

(ON RADIO) Surgeon first.

You OK with this?

Yeah. Just never done it before, that's all.

You're clear to leave. All set.

I need you to keep pressure on this for me while I elevate the leg.

(GROANS LOUDLY)

(CRIES IN PAIN)

Sam's in a really bad way down there.

Who's Sam?

He was in the engine room when it happened.

Alright. I need you to stay with him for me.

We'll be there when we can, OK? OK.

Stop! Oh!

Hello? People are in trouble down here.

Either get out of the damn chopper

or send the rest of the gear down and I'll look after them myself.

She's a piece of work, isn't she?

Ready to go. She sure is.

Easy now.

WOMAN: So how long until we start expecting those casualties?

No idea. Get the portable X-ray on stand-by.

Make sure there's plenty of O-neg in the Resus fridge, will you?

Yep, Adam's on to that.

I've told everyone in the waiting room there'll be a delay.

Sorry. We'll tell you as soon as your X-rays come back.

Oh, the rapid infuser. We want that ready to go.

Yes, I'm onto it. Sorry, coming through.

Amy, welcome back.

We've got multiple casualties coming in, so go and get changed.

You can help set up. OK.

Probably not the best day for her to start back here.

Give her a bloody chance, will you?

Yeah, I said I would.

Homer, good timing. You can help Gabrielle clear beds.

Please tell me Amy's only here for the day.

Or better still, that she's just visiting.

Nah. She's back.

PAUL: (ON RADIO) We're out of the aircraft.

(GROANS IN PAIN) Is he gonna be OK?

I hope so.

How bad is it? I've seen worse.

(WHIMPERS)

Enjoy the ride? Yeah, I did.

Let's get that travel gurney ready.

Where the hell's it going?

To scout the area. Find a landing spot. Ambulance access.

Don't worry. We'll get him back when we need him.

We need him now.

Don't even think about transporting him until he's stabilised.

Hey.

Hold this for me?

This man's bleeding to death right in front of us.

Well, do something about it.

Trust me, you don't want him arresting in the chopper.

There's no room to move up there. (GROANS)

I'll clamp his arteries. See if I can buy us some time.

Steve, get down the engine room. See what's happening down there.

Yep.

Thank God. Are you one of the doctors?

Steve Taylor. Let me look at you. I'm OK, but Sam needs help.

Bloody hell.

The engine, it must have overheated or something. It just blew.

(SCREAMS IN PAIN)

Can you help me, Doc? Stay still, mate.

(WHIMPERS) Stay still.

I'm in a bit of trouble here, aren't I?

Yeah, you are. But we'll take care of you.

It'll be alright. What's your name?

Lacey. Lacey. Good.

I need you to go upstairs, get the surgeon.

Tell them it's urgent. Now!

(RETCHES) Are you alright?

Is Brendan OK? Yeah, mate.

He saved my life. He's a bloody hero.

Steve needs a surgeon. He can't come right now.

MIKE: Another 2.5mg of morphine.

Got it. OK.

Let's get set to release this tourniquet.

Very slowly. (GROANS)

He said it was urgent!

Er, wait.

Keep pushing the fluids through.

Keep a watch on his BP. I'll be back.

Hang on, we've gotta get this tourniquet off.

And we will. As soon as I find out what Steve wants.

What's the verdict, Doc?

The fact that you're conscious right now, that is a good thing.

Oh, I can sense a 'but' coming on. (GROANS)

Yeah. I'm not entirely sure how we're gonna get you out of here.

So just pull it out. Can't you just pull it out? Please?

It'll hurt. I can't just pull it out.

It's possible that the only thing

keeping internal bleeding under control

is the position of that pipe.

Now, if we remove it, we run the risk of catastrophic bleeding.

Do you understand me?

Now, what you need to do is keep as still as you possibly can.

Yes. Alright?

Mike? Yes, what?

What? What?! What? Nothing for you to worry about.

Please tell me. Nothing to worry about, mate.

We'll keep your pain under control and take it from there. Alright?

Give him 5mg of morphine.

We need to be careful. If he's too groggy, he can't hold himself up.

Start with a smaller dose and see how we go. But keep him talking.

(QUIETLY) Yeah, and what do we do about that?

(SIGHS) Let's just hope it doesn't get any deeper.

Alright.

I'll be back as soon as I've dealt with the propeller injury.

(GASPS, MOANS)

What the hell are you doing? He's as stable as we'll get him.

I've called the chopper back for transport.

You released the tourniquet? Yeah.

Am I gonna die? 'Cause I got some plans.

Some really big plans. No, no. You're not gonna die.

Thanks for your help, yeah?

I need you to keep pouring this over Lacey's burns.

We need to keep them moist. Sure.

I gave you strict instructions as to what to do with this patient.

Yes. You did.

What's the use in having doctors called out to these things

when you've got other patients doing our job for us?

I ask myself that sometimes.

Er, listen.

I think you and I need to get a couple of things straight now.

You're good at what you do. That much is clear.

As for everything that happens here medically, I'm in charge.

You keep telling yourself that.

MAN: (ON RADIO) Jo, do you copy? Loud and clear.

ETA for patient pick-up is five minutes.

We'll be ready.

I assume you'll be travelling back with him?

Yeah, I will.

Good. Let's get you both ready, then.

What are you hearing?

Equal air entry, if that means anything to you.

(GROANS LOUDLY) Sorry, mate. Sorry.

(GASPS)

That means both of your lungs are working properly.

(PANTS) That's something, I guess. Yeah. (LAUGHS)

(GROANS)

So how long have you been working on the boat for?

I don't. (GROANS)

I run a restaurant.

This was a one-off thing, to get away from work and the family.

(GASPS LOUDLY)

I used to go fishing with the old man when I was a kid. I loved it.

It was great fun. Oh, my wife didn't want me to come.

We argued about this before I... before I came here.

Oh, my legs are killing me.

It's not exactly the most... arggh!

Arrgh, no! Arggh, please!

Why don't you just cut this thing off me?

We can't. Leave it. Get me to the hospital.

If we cut the pipe, it'll move inside you.

There's no way of stopping that from happening.

Then how will you get me out of here? We're gonna find a way.

Just give us some time, alright? Just give us a bit more time.

(HELICOPTER BLADES HUM)

The chopper's coming back.

(SCREAMS)

(WHISPERS) Sam, Sam. Sam, Sam. Sam.

Open your eyes! Open your eyes, Sam!

Open your eyes. Stay with us, mate!

Hey, Frank. It's me. I'm on my way in with one casualty.

Be with you in about 10 minutes.

What have you got? (SHOUTS) What? What?

Sorry, I can hardly hear you.

What... have... we... got?

Multiple deep lacerations to the leg. Probable fractures to tib and fib.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Take some deep breaths for me.

I'll give you something for the nausea soon.

Try and keep your eyes open. Stay with me, TJ.

FRANK: Vlasek? Hey? Good man.

Vlasek, you there?

Yeah, I'm here. I want two units of O-neg primed and ready to go.

And get Vascular and the Orthopods on stand-by.

Sure.

And I'll need another four units to take away with me.

Will do. OK.

Amy, you be nice to Bart.

Yeah.

Amy, I mean it.

(GROWLS)

Am I gonna lose it?

I'm not sure.

This was my last trip on the boat.

Just had to finish the week.

What then?

I was gonna head north, get my scuba diving licence.

Start a business.

Can't believe how badly things have stuffed up.

Push the fluids through.

It's burning! What's burning?

Aargh! My back. Stop it!

Acid's leaking from the battery.

Just take it easy, buddy. She's taking care of it, mate.

(SCREAMS) Just take it easy, mate!

I can't do this anymore! You can!

Now, you just concentrate! I can't!

Look me in the eye, mate! Now concentrate!

Alright, OK. Tell me about your wife. What's her name?

Kathy. Kathy. Good. Kathy.

How'd you meet? How'd you meet her?!

We worked together... (GROANS) ..at the local council chambers.

How'd you go from working at the council

to running a bloody restaurant?

(GROANS IN PAIN)

Oh, I... I-I had this brainwave

about changing careers, trying something new.

(GROANS IN PAIN)

Can you find us a bucket, please? My back!

And bicarb of soda. It will neutralise the acid.

Acid? What acid? Just do it!

Hurry! Shit.

He's not gonna be able to hold up his own weight much longer.

No, he's not.

It's burning!

I know it is, mate, but just look at me. Focus on me, mate.

Keep him still for me. It's gonna be OK!

(WHIMPERS) Deep breaths. That's it.

We're looking after you.

Lace...

You need to keep it wet, remember? That's what the paramedics said.

I'm really sorry about all this.

It's not your fault.

(GROANS) What are you doing?

Trying to get this stupid raincoat between him and the battery unit.

It's heavy-duty plastic. It'll help shield him from the acid.

It's no good. He's jammed too firmly against it.

Here.

It's hardly what I call sterile.

Well, it's better than using the fluids we need to keep him alive.

Just bring your head forward a little bit, please.

(SCREAMS)

I know you're busy, but can someone take a look at Lacey?

She's shaking really badly. I can't leave here, mate.

Yeah, OK. I'll go.

Can I help? Yeah. Grab that raincoat.

Try and slip it up behind his back.

Brendan! I'm here.

Please, it's still burning. Stop it, please!

Help! (GROANS)

Isn't there anything else we can do?

We need to slide him forward on the pipe.

What? No.

Are you insane?

The other doctor said that you couldn't move it.

He said we couldn't remove it, and we're not.

We're sliding it forward a few millimetres

till we get the raincoat between the battery and your back.

It's the only way to stop the burning.

You're gonna have to trust me on this, OK?

(GROANS IN PAIN) I'm looking after you.

Brendan, when I say 'go',

we'll pull him forward at exactly the same time until I say 'stop'.

You got it? Yep, yep, yep.

Now.

(SCREAMS)

Claire, we've got incoming.

MIKE: Steady.

Hold that lift for me. Everyone, this is TJ.

He got his leg caught in a boat propeller.

He's tachycardic and severely hypotensive.

I need something for the pain! We'll organise that in a second.

How much blood loss? Approximately 1,500 mils.

One, two, three.

(GROANS IN PAIN) That hurts like a bastard!

We know, mate. We're gonna take care of it.

He's already had a total of 10mg of morphine.

Last dose was about 20 minutes ago.

Will you take him to theatre? No, I can't.

Chopper's taking me back to the boat now.

Bloods you ordered. What else can we expect?

There's another man trapped with an impalement injury. He's critical.

A woman with burns. Third one looks to have minor lacerations only.

Hey, TJ - good luck, mate.

Please cut it off. Please, I can't take the pain. I don't need it.

TJ, is it? I'm Frank. Yeah.

Listen, mate, we're gonna do our very best to keep your leg

and we're gonna take that pain away, OK?

Good man. Let's give him another 2.5mg of morphine.

And let's get those legs X-rayed.

(SOBS IN PAIN)

Just relax.

Once I get this cannula in, I can give you more effective pain relief

and start some fluids to make you feel better.

How bad are they?

The burns, I mean. Will they scar? Maybe a little.

It's just I...

You wanna make sure someone still finds you attractive?

I'm not blind. The way you've been looking at Brendan all morning...

Does he know how you feel about him? God, no.

Why not?

Because we work together on a fishing boat.

I mean, it's not exactly the stuff of romance.

Oh, you'd be surprised where romances can start.

I met my last boyfriend

after he'd been stuck in an elevator for seven hours.

By the time I got him out of there he stunk like a sweat factory

and he'd pissed his pants.

And you still went out with him? Yeah, sure.

I'd seen him at his worst. How bad could dinner and a movie be?

MAN: (OVER RADIO) Jo, you there? Where else would I be?

We're on approach to your location, ETA five minutes.

Copy that.

Spine and chest are clear. Compound fracture to tib and fib.

How's the circulation to the leg? Surprisingly good.

You're doing really well, TJ.

What happens now?

Now we sew up those damaged arteries, get rid of the clamps,

and you go up to theatre.

Thanks.

I'll let the surgical team know how we stand down here.

Is there anyone you'd like us to call for you,

let them know that you're here?

No.

Oh, shit! Yeah, actually. Can I use a phone?

Yeah, of course.

Did you get TJ there in one piece? I did.

How are things going here?

We had a bit of a problem, but it's taken care of.

What sort of problem?

Hey, guys. Guys!

Steve needs another bag of fluids. I got it.

How are you feeling? Better, thanks.

Brendan? Yes?

I've just given her morphine, so you need to stay with her.

Don't leave her side, OK? No, I won't.

Are you hurt?

No. No, I'm fine.

(GASPS IN PAIN) You sure you're OK?

Yeah.

(MACHINE BEEPS RAPIDLY) BP's dropping.

God knows what internal injuries you've caused by moving him.

We had no choice. He was being burnt by battery acid.

Better a burn than a haemorrhage.

You reckon? Sulfuric acid was dripping into an open wound.

What would that do to his internal organs?

Hey, here's a thought - how about we stop the dick-measuring,

figure out how we're gonna get him out of here?

He's having runs of ectopic beats and blood pressure's falling.

What have you given him so far? 15mg morphine.

And that's the third bag of saline just gone through.

(SCREAMS IN PAIN) Take it easy. Take it easy.

Steve... Yeah, mate?

(PANTS) Take my wedding ring and give it to my wife.

I don't think she'd be too happy about you taking it off.

No, please. Please.

I want her to have it. Please. Please.

Let's get him off that pipe. What?

But, man, you said it'd kill me!

Yeah, I know I did. That's why I'm not gonna take the pipe out of you.

I'm gonna leave it where it is and cut you off it.

Are you serious? Yes, I am.

We'll deal with any medical situations as they arise.

Set up for intubation.

WOMAN: (OVER RADIO) Operations to MRU, do you copy?

Copy, base.

A police boat is on its way to your location for a casualty pick-up.

Yep, copy that.

Hope you know what you're doing.

Yeah, so do I.

Steve.

I need you to back me on this. Can you do that?

The last thing he needs is his doctors arguing about his treatment.

Steve. Yeah, mate?

I'm scared.

Nothing to be scared of. Mike knows exactly what he's doing.

Easy.

You OK, mate? Yeah, I'm fine.

Hey, do yourself a favour and tell him how you feel.

He's a hero. What more could you ask for?

You right, Jo? Yeah.

Partial thickness burns to the shoulder and neck.

She's had morphine - 2.5mg to good effect.

OK, thanks.

Pass us that spine board.

Here we go.

VON: Who told you your husband was here?

TJ. Er, Trevor, I think his name is.

He phoned, said there'd been a boating accident and Sam was hurt.

Is he here? Sorry, I've just arrived myself.

But we'll find out.

Can I help you, Von? Yes. This is Kathy.

Her husband's been involved in a boating accident.

His name's Sam Whitaker. Is he alright?

We haven't received any of the other casualties from that accident.

Then where's TJ? He's in with the doctors now.

I need to speak to him, please. OK, we'll wait over there.

Gabrielle, will you check to see if he's up for visitors?

Can do.

Can I do anything? Oh, cup of tea.

Oh, no, thanks.

Oh...

I didn't want him to go on that stupid trip. I begged him not to.

(FOOTSTEPS DESCEND LADDER)

So what's the plan?

I'm gonna need you to tie Sam's arm up high, around here somewhere,

so I can get full access to his side.

I'm gonna cut away as much skin and muscle as possible,

then I'll use the rib-cutters to release him from the pipe.

I'll keep an eye on the monitors so you can assist Mike.

Jo?

Jo.

You're OK with this?

Listen, we don't have time for a debate.

Well, maybe we should make time.

You might be a hot-shot surgeon in your operating theatre,

but in case you haven't noticed, we're stuck in the bottom of a boat.

We've got no way of controlling the bleeding,

no suction or diathermy equipment,

no scout nurses to run around for you.

No, but what we do have

is a critically ill patient who needs help.

You'll kill him. You got a better idea?

There is a reason why doctors were called out here and this is it.

Tough decisions need to be made and I'm making them.

Now, either you get in here and help, or get out.

Your call.

You're really sure this is the best option?

I'm really sure.

Fine. Let's do it.

Here we go.

Charlotte, Gabrielle said it's OK...

What happened out there?

The engine must have overheated or something...

And Sam was in the engine room? Why?!

He had no reason to be down there! He was supposed to be fishing.

Well, you know how he is.

He's always trying to figure stuff out, how it works.

Brendan should have stopped him.

We gotta get going. Why? What's going on?

Your blood pressure's a little low.

Please, wait. I just need to find out what's happened to my husband.

I didn't really see...

How do you know he's alright?

Look, please, I need to know what you saw, what you heard.

I'm really sorry.

This is Lacey Talbot.

Partial thickness burns to her shoulder and neck area.

Hi, Lacey. Hi.

Her pulse is up 120 but all other obs are looking good.

This is Brendan. He has minor lacerations...

I'm fine. Just look after her. Let's get them inside.

How's the pain?

Better than it was, but still not good.

You want me to take this one? Yeah, thanks.

You injured? Just a few scratches. That's all.

Is Lace gonna be OK?

They'll look after her. We're gonna get you on this bed here.

Come on.

I'll take that.

She couldn't stop shaking.

That happens sometimes with burns.

Is she your girlfriend?

Er, no. No, we just work on the boat together.

I'm gonna get you to follow my finger.

I told you, I'm fine.

His heart rate's 120.

That's high, Brendan. That's not fine.

Yeah, well, if you've had the day that I've had,

your heart would be thumping too.

Do you want me to do an ECG when I've finished obs?

Yeah. Please.

Have you hit your head? You've been bleeding.

I must've. Maybe when I jumped in the water. I don't remember.

Why did you do that? My mate fell off the boat.

He was screaming. Let's get him cleaned up.

And we'll get a head X-ray and neuro obs every 15 minutes.

Argh! Almost done, Lacey.

Doesn't look too bad at all. Mostly superficial.

Really? Then why do they hurt so much?

Believe it or not, the more serious the burn, the less pain.

Are you sure? Mm-hm.

Means the burn isn't deep enough

to have killed off the nerves under your skin.

Oh, hey. It's alright.

(TEARFULLY) I'm sorry. I'm just being a big girl.

If you want to have a good cry, you go right ahead.

I won't tell anyone.

You should call someone. Find out what's going on.

There's a medical team out there now.

Then call them! They'll call us when they have news.

Brendan.

Where the hell is Sam?

I haven't finished my examination.

Tough.

He's still on the boat but he's got two doctors and a paramedic with...

You should've looked after him! You should have kept him safe.

Isn't that your job? Kathy...

Come on. That's enough. That's your job.

Don't worry about her. She's just scared.

No. No. She's right.

I'm the boat's captain. It's my responsibility.

Brendan, please, just let me finish.

I don't need you to examine me, alright?

I need to know how my mate's doing and I need to see if Lacey's OK.

We'll find out for you. OK?

Thank you.

Hey. We need to focus on getting him to radiology

because I don't know the extent of his injuries.

But we'll have a much better chance of looking after him

if he knows his friends are alright.

You can understand that, can't you?

(SIGHS)

MIKE: That's got it. Let me get in there.

BP's 70/40. He's on the verge of an arrest.

Not if I have any say in it. More trauma pads?

Yeah. And get onto the radio.

Second this is done we need to get him into hospital.

(MACHINE BEEPS) He's in VT.

Shit.

No pulse. It's now or never, guys. We're gonna have to defib him.

Not when we're standing in water. We'll all get fried.

Let's get him up on deck.

Here, Jo.

Got him? One, two, three.

Hang in there, mate. OK? Stay with us, buddy.

Charging to 360.

Clear.

No change.

Charging again to 360.

Clear.

Still no change. Shit.

Going again. 360.

Still no change.

Clear.

Got him. Back in sinus rhythm.

Let's get that wound packed, ready for transport.

We need the gurney down here.

Don't say it.

Wasn't gonna say a thing. Then I will.

That was way too bloody close for comfort.

Yeah. I know.

Yes. That would be good.

Thank you.

Following up on Brendan's mates.

Yeah. Maybe then he'll let me examine him properly.

Listen...

..I know we weren't exactly best of friends before

but we have to find a way to work together

'cause whether you like it or not, I'm back.

For how long -

till you're asked to do something you don't feel like doing?

OK. So maybe I did that before sometimes.

But things have changed. Really?

Because you know what I think? No, but I can't wait to find out.

I think you're riding off the fact that Frank's your uncle

and sooner or later, everyone else is gonna realise that too.

Well, I don't care what you think. The feeling's mutual.

Are you sure you're feeling better? Much better, thanks to you.

Uh... I think they might've had something to do with it too.

I'll go and see what's taking the Burns consultant so long.

Oh... is there any news on TJ? He's still in theatre.

They've repaired the nerve and muscle damage to his leg

and the orthopaedic surgeon's on the way down

to start fixing the fractures.

That's good news. Yeah. Yeah. It is.

And, um... Sam? He's on his way in now.

(QUIETLY) Cool.

What's wrong? Oh, uh... nothing.

Why don't you sit down? Yeah, uh...

You right, Brendan?

Whoa!

Brendan! Open your eyes, mate. I'll get a bed.

What's wrong with him?

Come on.

CHARLOTTE: What was his status when you first examined him?

I don't know. What do you mean?

I didn't get past a quick neuro assessment.

No head scans? No bloods? AMY: It's my fault.

Brendan wanted to make sure his friends were OK

before he let us examine him.

Alright, then we need everything done.

X-rays, bloods, the lot.

He's obviously hit his head but his pupils are equal and reactive.

I doubt the head injury's causing the collapse.

Hey, you need to leave that on.

(BRENDAN GRUNTS) Brendan!

We did things your way and look how it turned out.

I call the shots now. OK? Tell me what's happening.

What are you feeling? Pain.

Where is it? Everywhere.

JO: So...

..having fun yet?

(MACHINE BEEPS)

What now? Asystole.

He's going into hypovolemic shock from the blood loss.

Adrenaline. 1 milligram.

That's him with our children.

Uh-huh.

Cute. Mmm. Yes.

I didn't even tell them there'd been an accident.

If something happens to their father, I haven't prepared them.

You can't think that way.

Your husband is alive. That's what you keep hold of.

OK?

I'm trying, I really am, but until I see him...

It's hard to stay positive but that is what you have to do right now.

He's such a beautiful man.

He'd give you the clothes off his back.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

Yeah. Come on.

On three. One, two, three.

Right.

Stop.

STEVE: Let's move it.

How is he?

He was impaled on a pipe and we had to cut him out of there.

He's lost a ton of blood and he's arrested twice.

That good, eh? Well, let's get him off that thing and onto this bed.

On my three. One, two, three.

OK. I want full bloods... Yep.

..including an urgent crossmatch, group and hold.

Yeah. Someone should tell his wife. I'll do that, if that's OK.

Not while you're covered with her husband's blood. Besides, you stink.

I was standing in water on a fishing boat, Frank. Of course I stink.

Then go and get cleaned up. You OK here?

Yeah. I'll be fine.

Somebody should still tell his wife.

Not yet. Let's see if we can get him stabilised first.

Right. I'll need an arterial line and let's get him catheterised.

Mm-hm.

Brain bleed.

Look at its location. It's near the basal ganglia.

It's nowhere near the head lac. It doesn't make any sense.

No. It doesn't.

What are you doing? Looking for ID.

Maybe next of kin can tell us if he has an underlying medical condition.

Good thinking. If not, ask the friend. She might know.

(MACHINE BEEPS)

BP and heart rate's through the roof.

Give me 5 milligrams metoprolol, 5 milligrams hydralazine.

What does that do?

Hopefully, stop him going into full cardiac arrest.

Have you got any idea what's going on?

It's time to get Frank. Yeah.

How fast was the deterioration?

He was a little bit shaky but alert, oriented to time and place.

Next thing we know, he's like this. Could be an allergic reaction.

We hadn't given him any medication at that point.

Allergic to something in the water, maybe?

You said he was in intense pain. Yeah.

Frank, would it... Where are you going?

Jo. That's your name, isn't it - Jo? Yeah.

I need to smell your uniform.

Oi! Come here. Come here.

Mate, you right?!

Hmm. Jesus!

I think we're dealing with Irukandji syndrome.

What?

It's a complication from jellyfish stings.

Poisonous jellyfish only live in salt water.

Which our paramedic friend over here is soaked in

so wherever that boat was, the water was very salty.

Frank, you...

Do you wanna stand around arguing about it

or do you want to treat him before he dies?

I'm voting for the treatment.

Can I talk to him? MIKE: For a moment. Yeah.

Sam!

I love you.

God, you scared the hell out of me.

I didn't think you were going to come back.

They need to take him to theatre now.

Promise me you'll look after him. I promise.

Thank you. You're welcome.

I spent the whole day worrying he was gonna die out there on his own.

I couldn't think of anything worse.

Hey. How's he doing?

Well, we're hoping we worked it out in time.

Oh, crap!

I was supposed to send this stuff up to ICU with him.

Now Dr West will have something else to lecture me about.

Well, I don't know who Dr West is

but I can take it for you if you want.

I wouldn't mind following up with Brendan.

Awesome.

Look, I'm Amy, by the way.

Jo. Hey.

Hi.

Oh, great minds think alike.

Right now he's in an induced coma and he's likely to stay that way

for at least a few days.

And then he'll be OK?

Well, there's no specific treatment for the jellyfish sting itself

so if we can control the symptoms,

the toxins should slowly work their way out of his system.

Thank you.

JO: That's good news.

And when he wakes up, I'll be right here.

You did just hear the bit about him being in a coma for a few days.

Doesn't matter. I'll still be here.

Because the second he opens his eyes,

I'm gonna tell him I'm in love with him.

Good for you.

I just hope he feels the same way.

You should take a look at this.

It was sticking out of his backpack.

Why didn't he give it to me?

Maybe you can ask him that when he wakes up.

So this whole action thing you've got going on, it's just a front, right?

Underneath you're a romantic. Shut up.

It's nothing to be ashamed of. I said "shut up".

I can take you in a fight. You know that, don't you?

(LAUGHS)

I have no doubt in my mind.

Good.

I was wrong. There is no way that me and Bart are gonna play nice.

I just thought you should know. What is it with you two?

Ask him. He's hated me since the day that I started here.

He hates me even more now that I'm back.

He hates everything at the moment.

Yeah, well, he shouldn't take it out on me.

And you've done nothing to provoke it?

Nothing at all?

OK. I guess, I kind of overrode him with a patient.

You guess?

It's not the point. It's exactly the bloody point.

You wouldn't do it to any other doctor. Why do it to him?

(PAGER BEEPS)

Whatever the bloody reason, you'd better work it out and quick.

I can't have you two at each other's throats every day.

Well?

I got your page.

Yeah. I figured that, given that you're here.

Your impaled man's doing well, I hear.

Yeah. The pipe missed every major organ by that. Go figure.

Oh. Well, four casualties, four wins. That's not a bad day's work.

Yeah. It was good.

Very good.

And, uh, you've sorted out your girlfriend, have you?

Yeah. She's gonna move up here. Oh! Good for you.

Hey, Frank...

..what do you think about this place?

Why? Are you thinking of living here?

Juliet might have something to say about that.

No, no.

Cut to the chase, will you, Vlasek?

I don't have the stamina for guessing games.

I'm gonna set up a medical response unit,

run it out of here.

Just like that.

Mm-hm.

Just like that.

(CHUCKLES)