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I'm going back to Melbourne.

If I stay, I'll resent you.

You know what? You really are a stuck-up little...

We'll have this done within the hour.

Give you time to prepare, warm up, get in the zone.

Dad, it's just a trial match.

Sets the standard for the whole season, mate.

(METALLIC SCRAPING AND GRINDING)

Fertiliser's blocked. Oh, jeez. We'd better stop.

Off you go, then. How come I do all the crap work?

Because I'm the boss and you're the dumb kid.

Coach is gonna try me in the centre today. Did I tell you?

Nah. Hope I don't screw it up.

Heaps of the guys are a lot faster than me.

(LAUGHS) Bulldust.

I lost form during the break. I've got a lot of cat...

(CRUNCH!) (SCREAMS)

Ben!

I'll get a doctor in to see you as soon as I can.

How long do you think it'll be? My wife's in a lot of pain.

Gabrielle? As soon as I can.

Where's Frank? I don't know.

Claire. Hmm?

Patient is complaining of severe back pain.

Can you take her obs, please? Sure. Just let me get rid of this.

OK, now... Ahh!

Mike, what can I do for you?

Frank should be here learning how to use the radio.

I know. I don't have time to chase him up.

I've got a call-out.

Can you let that old dog know he has to learn a new trick or two

whether he likes it or not?

I'll pass it on.

You haven't seen Amy anywhere, have you?

No. Sorry.

How'd you sleep?

Um...

I gotta go.

Who's that? FRANK: Amy!

Yes, Uncle Frank?

We slept in.

You didn't tell me you lived with Frank.

You didn't ask. Amy!

Calm down. I'll be 20 minutes.

(LAUGHS)

Make it five.

(CLATTERING)

What's going on in there?

Just some guy I brought home last night,

running around naked trying to find his clothes.

Very bloody funny. Hurry up. We're late.

You don't have to do that. He won't care.

I care. I care!

We run a bookshop.

I thought a box I was lifting was empty but it was full of hardcovers.

And you knew right away that you'd thrown your back out?

I couldn't move.

Can you push your feet against my hands?

(GROANS)

Does the pain continue down your legs?

Yes.

How long ago did it happen? Six months.

And you've been in this much pain ever since?

Stacey can't really work anymore.

She needs help with nearly everything.

(GASPS) Oh!

Sorry about that. Let me have a look.

What happened here? You've hurt yourself recently.

That must have been when you got out of the bath

and slipped on the wet floor, remember?

I had no idea you fell so hard.

I'm sorry. I forgot all about it.

That's OK.

But this fall has probably caused the original injury to flare up.

We'll need to take Stacey for an X-ray and also get a urine sample.

Will I get some pain relief for my back?

Of course.

Anyone know their way around farm machinery?

Yeah. I do. Good.

Then we're depending on you. Don't stuff it up.

Still in a foul mood, I see.

Speak.

Listen.

Speak.

Listen. Got it?

It's not bloody rocket science.

Which brings me to my second point - radio etiquette.

The Frankisms have got to go. (GROWLS)

Sorry I'm late. Sorry I'm late.

Where the bloody hell have you been? We've got a full waiting room.

Uh... Yeah. No problem.

Where do you need me? Triage'd be good.

Right.

Won't this be fun?

MIKE: (OVER RADIO) Medical Response Unit to All Saints Emergency.

Come in.

Take it. You take it.

All Saints, this is MR-4. Do you copy?

You can't fight progress, Frank.

All Saints, this is MR-4. Do you copy?

Yeah. I copy. Ah. You've finally arrived.

What do you want? (QUIETLY) Hey!

Etiquette.

We're travelling to a farming accident.

20-year-old male with his arm caught in a spreader.

We don't know how bad it is yet. Is he conscious?

No idea. Alright. Keep us informed.

Will do. Oh, and Frank? What?

Nice to see you learning the new technology.

I'm proud of you.

Smart-arse.

What's up?

Oh, it's just... it's looking way too familiar, that's all.

I think it's just badly sprained but we'll do an X-ray to be sure.

No more backflips for a while. OK? OK.

Can you please take Caitlin to Radiology?

Sure.

(CHUCKLES) Dr West is good at gymnastics too.

Bet you didn't know that. Can I see you for a second?

Are you gonna be like this all day? Are you?

Will you relax? This doesn't have to be weird.

Yeah, it does.

Can you just take the patient to Radiology

and quit with the commentary?

Absolutely.

Hey, I want a word with you. Really?

What are our waiting times? Uh, they're five hours, I think.

Bloody hell. Get 'em cleared, will you?

Vlasek's on his way to a major trauma.

Stacey, can you remember if your back was X-rayed when you first hurt it?

Yeah. It was. And what did they find?

I can't remember the exact terms.

A slipped disc and degenerative changes in the vertebrae.

Uh, that's interesting, because our X-rays show nothing like that.

What - you think I'm lying? No, no. Of course not.

Sometimes X-rays don't show up everything.

I think what we're looking at today is a case of referred pain,

especially given the bruising over your flank.

There's blood in her urine.

You could have some kidney damage too.

Oh... Oh, my love. It's alright. I'm OK.

Let's send Stacey for an ultrasound of her kidneys.

(INHALES SHARPLY) The heat pack's not helping at all?

No. And neither is that medication you gave me.

I need something stronger, please.

Please, can't you help her?

Those blood tests back yet?

No. And they could be an hour or more.

OK. Are you allergic to any medications?

Anti-inflammatories. Which ones?

All of them. They give her a terrible stomach-ache.

We can give you the medication via a suppository...

The only thing that worked last time was morphine.

Don, we'll need to get this guy out fast,

so quick as you can with the refuel, hey?

Bloody hell.

What is it?

I think I know these people.

DOWN HERE!

That gonna be a problem?

No. No problem.

Come on!

Quick. Come on. Quick. He's lost a lot of blood.

Hey, buddy. What's your name? Ben.

Hi. I'm Mike. This is Jo.

Hey. I'd shake your hand, but, you know...

That's alright, mate. I forgive you just this once.

How bad's the pain, Ben? Oh, you know, it's not that bad.

Jesus, Ben, stop bunging it on.

They need to know how crook you are, buddy.

Well, if you can still talk, it's generally a good sign.

We'll need to keep plenty of pressure on to stop the bleeding.

5mg of morphine.

What can I do? Get some tools if you can find some.

We need to dismantle this to get him out.

I'll have to go back to the shed. Then go.

I'll be back in a minute.

Need to get him hooked up to the monitor.

Mate, what have you done to yourself?

Steve. Long time no see. Yeah. It is, isn't it?

Maybe we could save the reunion for another time?

Do you think you can get this thing dismantled?

Yeah. I think so. Yeah, I do.

She says she's allergic to everything except morphine.

What - you think she's a drug seeker?

Maybe.

Well, I can't see anything on the X-ray

but that's not unusual for back pain.

The pain seems real. And there is significant bruising.

Do we believe the "I fell over in the bathroom" story?

I don't know but something's not right.

OK. I've contacted all of the hospitals in the area.

There's no record of her presenting to any of them wanting drugs.

Thanks, Von.

So... what do we do about our pain relief?

Is she showing symptoms of drug withdrawal?

No.

Do we have a tangible reason to deny her the drug?

Nope. Give the poor woman her morphine.

Look, if she is an addict,

the symptoms will magically disappear

once she spots the syringe.

Here we go.

Oh, thank God.

Ah! Oh, that won't be necessary.

I can give you the injection while you're lying down.

Injection? The morphine.

She needs it in tablet form. I hate needles.

Pills take longer to absorb. I don't care.

VON: Stacey, if you're in this much pain,

don't you want the fastest relief we can give you?

I want a tablet. Please.

How do you know Steve? He used to go out with my sister.

Long time ago and none of your business.

Agreed.

Let's get a bag of fluids up. Is that Dad?

Does he have the tools? Yeah, mate.

Look, Russell... What are you doing here?

Dad, don't. Please.

Hey, I need you to stay nice and still for me. OK?

Dr Taylor's gonna help us dismantle this machine.

No. He's going nowhere near my son. Listen, Russell...

After what you did to Gabby, you think I'd let you near my family?

For God's sake, this is hardly the time.

Everything you touch turns to shit!

Hey! Argh!

HEY! Back off! Both of you!

So much for it being no problem.

We need you back as quick as you can. DON: Done refuelling. On our way.

OK.

I can get in now. Keep talking, Ben.

Ben, I'm gonna have to reverse the mechanism to get your arm out. OK?

Just hurry up. Please.

Ah! Hurry up! Steve!

On it.

Right. As soon as he's free, we're gonna get an arterial spurt.

Need to apply plenty of pressure.

He can't afford to lose any more blood.

Right, Steve, call it.

On three.

One, two, three.

(SCREAMS)

You with us, Ben? What's happening?

He's losing consciousness. Blood pressure's 80 systolic.

Gonna have to push the blood and fluids through.

God, it's all my fault. I distracted him.

Because I've never known a drug seeker to refuse a fix.

I've never known anyone who put a phobia

before debilitating pain either.

I'm telling you, this isn't making sense.

Maybe she's just genuinely afraid of needles.

I mean, I've seen grown men faint at the sight of an injection.

Maybe, but there is definitely something going on with that couple.

You saw - she couldn't remember how she hurt herself this morning.

What does that prove? The husband remembered for her.

He does a lot of remembering for her

and he definitely seemed guilty about her bruising.

So we're putting spousal abuse on the table now too?

She seems intimidated by him.

What, if anything, has changed since you offered her the injection?

Nothing medically.

Then until we can prove that there's something's going on,

you can't deny a patient treatment.

I'll organise the morphine tablets.

Where are you taking him? All Saints Hospital.

I'll give you the details.

What? No, I'm coming with you. I'm sorry. It's not allowed.

It's OK, Dad. I'll be fine. That's where Gabby works.

Oh, son. Jesus, I love you. Don't go all sooky on me now.

I got it.

You right? Go to hell.

Hey, Steve! Time to go.

I'm staying. What?

I'm worried about Russell. Wha-what's wrong with him? Argh!

Calm down, mate.

Steve, get in.

I'm staying, Mike.

You come with us now or you can kiss your job goodbye.

Is my dad OK? Yeah. He's fine.

Steve can't lose his job because of us.

No, he won't.

So Gabrielle is your sister? Yeah.

And Steve went out with her? Jo... that's enough.

What? I'm keeping the patient alert and oriented.

What went wrong?

I don't know exactly.

But I remember Dad saying

if Steve ever set foot on the property again, he'd shoot him.

You're pale and sweaty. You've got pain down your left arm.

These are all signs of a possible heart attack.

You've gotta let me examine you. I'd rather die.

You keep this bullshit up, you might get your wish.

I don't need you to do me any favours.

Do you really think that I'm doing this for you?

There you go. All done.

You won't be able to do anything strenuous with that hand for a while.

I wasn't doing what you think I was doing.

We weren't thinking anything, Dmetri.

Like Amy said, you take it easy on the... hand.

And if you have any problems, see your GP about it.

OK. I'll walk you out.

We need to talk. Finally.

Are you always this stitched up about sex?

Only when I've got...

..no idea how it happened.

Missed that lecture at med school, did you?

I'm being serious. Which is half your problem.

What exactly is freaking you out so much about it?

Everything about it is freaking me out.

I don't like you. You're the boss's niece...

You know, I'm sorry that waking up beside me was so traumatic.

Oh, Amy... You know what?

If you had such a terrible time last night,

at least have the guts to say so.

Fine. Just forget it ever happened.

No...

Hey, Nurse... Yes?

How much longer does my wife have to wait?

I'm collecting her morphine from the pharmacy now.

I'm sorry it's taken so long. For God's sake!

With respect, it was your wife's choice not to have the injection

and we don't have the tablets in stock.

Hurry up!

He's a good man. It takes a lot to make him snap.

Oh? Does he snap often? No.

Well, if there's anything you need to talk about...

Hey, love.

What sort of emergency department doesn't have morphine tablets, hmm?

Kevin... I've had about enough of this!

What do we have to do to get some help around here?!

Kevin, that's enough!

The more you carry on, the longer this is going to take.

Just settle down.

I'm sorry.

I just want to be with my son.

You do, do you? Well, look at this. See that?

It tells me your heart's been damaged.

Without proper treatment, it'll pack up for good.

(GROANS) Go away.

You're a bloody child, aren't you?

You're a bloody arsehole. What is your problem?

I didn't dump Gabby. She broke up with me, remember?

She finds you in bed with her friend, how do you think she'll react?

OK. I deserved it. She's better off now, believe me.

(SIGHS) You've got no idea what you did to her.

(GROANS) I hurt her. I know.

You almost destroyed her.

If you keep on refusing my help, you'll be the one destroying her.

How's she gonna feel finding out her old man died out here

because he was so busy hating me he forgot to care about her?

Or Ben, for that matter.

She know about Ben? No. Not yet.

You'd better warn her. Please.

She'll get such a shock if you don't warn her.

OK. Then will you let me treat you?

OK.

Alright. What do you want me to tell her about you?

Nothin'.

(PHONE RINGS)

All Saints. Gabrielle Jaeger speaking.

Hey. It's me. Have you heard from Mike or Jo yet?

No. Aren't you with them? No. I'm still at the farm.

Listen, Gab, we were called out to your father's place.

Is... is Dad hurt?

No, no, it was Ben. Got his arm caught in the spreader.

How bad is the arm? It's too soon to tell.

How bad is the arm? It's pretty bad.

He's on his way to you now. Why aren't you with him?

I just figured I'd keep your old man company.

What's wrong with Dad? Nothing. He's just a bit shaken up.

Don't give me that. If he was OK, you wouldn't be. What's going on?

(DEVICE BEEPS) Put him on the phone.

Gotta go. Put him on the phone. Steve!

GABRIELLE: Is he conscious?

Yep. He's conscious and stable at this stage.

How bad is the arm?

Hard to tell.

And my dad? What about him?

Why did Steve stay behind with him?

I have no idea.

Our ETA's 10 to 15. Clear a bed.

Yep. Copy that. We'll be ready.

I know what they do.

They get out there and start gasbagging about something -

footy or what they want for dinner -

and don't pay attention to what they're doing.

Jaeger, Jaeger, focus.

You've got a resus bed to prepare and blood to collect.

Yep. It could be a lot worse.

Ha!

Try and breathe. Don't try and fight it.

OK. You need a GTN infusion.

What's that?

It'll help dilate the blood vessels,

let more oxygen through and hopefully ease the pain.

Let's do it, then. Yeah. OK. Hold on.

(DIALS NUMBER)

(PHONE RINGS)

Steve, hi. Is Gabrielle within earshot?

No. I'm stuck in the queue at Pharmacy.

What's up? There's no real time to explain.

Her father needs a GTN infusion.

I haven't done one since uni.

OK. I'll talk you through it.

Don't forget to put on gloves -

if you get GTN on your skin or on the patient...

Yeah, I know. Sudden drop in blood pressure. I'll pass out.

You need 500ml of 5% dextrose in a glass bottle.

Yeah.

Use the giving set, prime the line, connect it to the patient,

use a pump and start infusion at 3ml per hour.

OK. Got that.

Is he OK? (SIGHS) Persistent chest pain.

Pale and sweaty. Short of breath. He's going into heart failure.

Do you have a defib? No.

Steve, if he has a cardiac arrest,

you won't be able to do anything about it.

I know. Is the chopper back yet? No.

OK. I'll get onto it. Get 'em to come back here ASAP.

OK. Not a word to Gabrielle.

Of course. Good luck. Thanks, Claire.

Is that your new girlfriend? Let's concentrate on you now, OK?

(GROANS) Stay with us. You stay with us.

This is gonna work. It's gonna work.

We should go away...

..down the coast.

How? What do you mean, how?

We used to just go.

Seems like a million years ago.

It was only last year, Stace.

A lot's changed since then.

Honey, it'll be OK, hey?

I love you.

What's taking so long? (SHOUTS) This is ridiculous!

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

Benny! Hey, Gab. I don't feel too good.

We got you now. You're right.

Ben Jaeger. 20-year-old male. Farming accident.

Badly damaged right arm.

Multiple fractures to humerus, radius and ulna.

Massive neurovascular damage.

Have you clamped off the arteries? Yep.

What have you given him? 1,200ml of crystalloid.

That's the third unit of blood. What are his obs?

Jaeger, Jaeger, let the man do his job.

On my three - one, two, three.

Ah! Ah!

BP's improving. 100/50.

You're alright.

Page Radiology. We need an urgent trauma series.

Now.

Um... what? Yes. Yeah.

What's the story with her father?

Steve asked for the defib out at the farm.

I don't know. She doesn't need to know either.

JO: Our ETA's about three minutes. How is he?

Hit the ground running, Jo. He hasn't got much time.

Copy that.

Russell. Russell!

Come on, mate. Focus! Focus!

Come on, mate. You're not a weak bastard, are you, mate? Fight it!

What did you call me? A weak bastard.

You don't even have the guts to try and save yourself.

Oh, you talk about guts.

Gutless, am I? Then come on. Tell me! Tell me!

What? I cheated on your daughter. She dumped me. So what?

She got over me pretty fast.

You cheated on her and she never came out of her room for six weeks.

You took her heart and spat on it.

You took away my bright, shining girl and you sent her back different.

Something was gone forever.

Stolen from her.

I didn't know. I didn't know.

You never bothered to find out!

(DEVICE BEEPS) Oh, shit!

Come on, mate. Russell! Russell!

Game would have started. Oh, will you forget about football?

Dad lives for it. No, he doesn't.

He lives for his family. God knows why, after what we put him through.

What have I ever done?

(LAUGHS)

You didn't tell me you were working with Steve.

You stalking him now?

Yep.

Any chance of you two... No! No.

No chance.

Theatre's ready.

Stay across it, won't you? He's my little brother.

I'll look after him. Don't worry.

You ready? He's stable.

We've got a team of orthopaedic doctors

scrubbed up and ready for you, Ben.

They'll take care of your bones with a few pins and plates

and then vascular surgeons will look after

the nerves and smaller vessels.

If that doesn't work, will I lose my arm?

It'll work.

It's a matter of getting the blood flowing again.

We'll know in a few days.

Benny...

You'll be alright.

Let's go.

Have you heard from Dad and Steve? No.

They'll be here when you get out of theatre.

See you, boyo.

Right!

Gabrielle... No, I'll be fine.

If I just keep busy, I'll be fine. No, it's... it's about your father.

I have the distinct impression he's been violent towards her in the past.

Well, she's obviously not scared of him now.

He's sorry about the bruise.

Maybe he feels responsible he wasn't in the room

when she got out of the bath.

Ah. Chronic back pain, hey?

It's a wonder she could get out of the bath on her own.

More like impossible.

(QUIETLY) At last.

OK. Let's see if this helps her pain a bit and calms him down.

Mmm. Let's hope so.

Sorry for the wait. Thank God.

There you go.

Thank you. Could we have some time alone, please?

Sure.

How are you feeling now? Did that pain relief work?

It saved my life.

The nurse took away the rest of the tablets, though.

Pardon? The morphine.

I prescribed one tablet for Stacey. The rest goes into our supply.

Oh, OK. Can you look into my eyes?

It's just odd to go the trouble of filling a script

when you've got another batch right here.

Who said I was going to write another script?

Aren't you? This is chronic back pain. It doesn't just go away.

Morphine is a restricted drug. Results of the ultrasound.

If you gave her the rest of them,

she wouldn't have to come back every time the pain got unbearable.

I prefer a long-term solution.

So you're just going to let her suffer?

We're not in the business of that.

Then give her the pills. What is it?

Your ultrasound shows you suffered kidney damage.

It was quite a significant injury. Are you serious?

I'm so sorry, love.

We're going to have to monitor you over the next couple of days.

I have to stay here?

It's just a precaution.

We'll probably see an improvement overnight.

I'll stay. I won't leave you.

He had a VT arrest on scene. Defib restored rhythm.

You'll be alright, Dad. Everything's going to be OK.

He's on a GTN infusion.

FRANK: As soon as he's transferred, give him a 12-lead ECG.

Should just get him off for an angiogram. He could arrest again.

We'll wait till he's stabilised first.

How's your brother? He's in surgery.

OK. So far, so good. You ready?

On my call. One, two, three.

(PANTS)

Thanks very much.

How brilliant am I? St Angela's know all about our Heckle and Jeckle.

But we called them first. They've got nothing on file.

They don't have Stacey Elliott.

However, Kevin Elliott is very well known to them.

He sought treatment for a longstanding back injury.

Ever since, he's been a well-known drug seeker.

He's blacklisted. Stacey knows his symptoms inside out.

She can get it for him.

No wonder she didn't want the morphine via injection.

More importantly, if her husband's strung out,

that would explain how she got her kidney injury.

If you're right, she's never going to tell us

while he's standing next to her.

Your blood tests show a significant rise in troponin.

And in English?

Not only did you have a heart attack, you had a major one.

Mike.

How's Ben? Operation's completed.

Vascular surgeon's hopeful he'll make a full recovery.

Hopeful, not confident?

Quietly confident. Thank God.

Thanks, doc. OK.

You need to know that your son may not regain full use of his arm.

Can I see him now? No.

He's all mine now, thanks, Dr Vlasek.

You're going to go for an angiogram.

No, I'm not. I'm going to see my son.

You'll follow your doctor's orders. Like hell.

Oi, that's enough from you. You're in the sin bin as it is.

You could have died out there today.

Not much chance of that, love.

Someone up there's looking out for me.

MIKE: This unit can't possibly function

unless there's teamwork and absolute trust.

In the spirit of that, do you want to share with us

why you've been in such a foul mood lately?

Or is it just "Do as I say, not as I do" around here?

Jo. No. I want to know.

He brings his shitty moods to work.

You take it out on us by threatening to sack us if we put a foot wrong.

I can't work like that.

OK. You're right.

You're right. I've been in a bad mood.

I've had some stuff - personal stuff - going on in my life

that I'm finding hard to deal with.

You don't say.

But I will get over it.

I promise.

OK. I'll see you both tomorrow.

Before you go, Jo, there's something I'd like to talk to you both about.

If it's about why you and Russell were fighting today, I already know.

Gabrielle's brother told me. Ben doesn't know the whole story.

I used to drink. Big-time.

I'm a recovering alcoholic.

How long have you been sober?

Almost two years.

And why are you telling us now?

I just think it's about time that I faced up to it

and took responsibility for some of the really crap things I've done.

And because you're right - this unit can only function on absolute trust.

So if you don't feel like you can trust me, I will understand.

You say you're sober, I believe you're sober.

Anything happens to change that, be sure to let me know.

Then I don't have an issue with it.

I have an issue with it.

Can I still keep my beer in the fridge?

It's just one of those things about getting old.

It's not, Dad. It's angina.

Why didn't you tell me?

I got my tablets. Which don't work.

Benny knows about this, doesn't he?

Course he does. (SIGHS)

Look, you've got your life down here and you're happy.

I don't want you worrying about me. I want to worry about you.

We used to talk about everything, you and me.

Yeah. I hear you started working with that Steve Taylor again.

I didn't tell you about that because I knew how you would react.

He saved your life today, Dad.

What, have you forgiven him, have you?

Feels good.

You should try it. It's good for the heart.

I know what kind of man he is.

No, he's...

..he's changed.

Maybe.

Look, I know you and Ben had a pretty rough start to life, with your mum...

Dad, shush. No, it's true.

Look, I know cancer's no-one's fault,

but all I ever wanted was for you and Ben to be happy.

I am happy.

Really?

Yeah.

I'd be a lot happier if you stopped having heart attacks, though.

Her maiden name's Buckton.

How did she hurt herself this morning?

I told you. I didn't write it down, I'm sorry.

How did she get the bruise? The floor was wet after her bath.

I slipped as I got out of the shower.

Kevin said it was the bath.

Bath, shower - same thing.

He gets confused about the details sometimes because of the pain.

I mean, my pain. It rattles him.

So you heard her scream from the bathroom and ran in?

Yes. You weren't in the room at the time?

Nup.

Then how did she get out of the bath by herself, Kevin?

I'd have thought it would be almost impossible

for someone with damaged vertebra.

You weren't in another room when she got hurt.

You were right there, weren't you?

That's ridiculous. Kevin is a good man.

Most of the time. But when he's desperate for morphine, he changes.

It's not like that. Stacey, we can help you.

We can help you both.

I've seen your X-rays. I know you're in pain.

On top of that, you're now addicted to your pain relief.

What a horrible situation. Who wouldn't lash out?

I want to see my wife. I don't think it's a good time.

This is a bloody witch hunt. Just trying to help.

Well, get out of the way!

Yes, he kicked me.

But it's not what you think.

Stacey, we've got to go.

Don't touch her. Please.

You want me to go to jail?

Get off her!

Get out.

(GROANS)

He was in so much pain, and he was so sorry afterwards.

Stop making excuses for him.

But it was the first time.

It's not going to be the last.

Unless he does something about his addiction.

I know.

I knew it this morning

when I suggested I get the morphine for him.

It was your idea?

I thought that if I just do it this once,

then when Kevin isn't sick anymore we can talk about getting some help.

Before Kevin hurt his back, life was wonderful. Normal.

Since then, we're losing the business,

we're months behind in the mortgage

and every day he's just getting worse.

I'm going to put both of you in touch with a program.

It can help Kevin beat this.

How is he supposed to deal with that on top of the pain?

We can help manage that as well.

Meaning we've just got to learn to live with it.

Mmm.

They said I could come upstairs with you.

I'm so sorry, love.

I hate this life.

I hate it.

Mr Elliott, it's my duty to inform you

that you're within your rights to make a complaint against Dr Rossi.

He was sticking up for my wife. I thank him for that.

CLAIRE: Ready to go?

Please don't start.

What was I supposed to do - stand back and let him push you round?

You overreacted, and you know it.

Besides, I am not the one you should be explaining this to.

Go on.

(KNOCKS) Knock knock.

I need an incident report written out.

Yeah, sure.

And an apology wouldn't go astray either.

OK. I shouldn't have hit him.

It was wrong. Of course it was wrong.

I'm sorry.

You had a choice in there.

You try and defuse a tense situation or you make it worse.

You made it worse.

I've been going through your resume.

You don't stay in jobs very long, do you?

No.

Why is that?

About a thousand reasons.

But I want to stay in this one.

I feel like I'm starting to find my feet.

Obviously, I've got a way to go... You've got a long way to go.

But I want to stick around,

and I'm prepared to do whatever it takes to make it happen.

I hope so.

Go on, get back to work.

But just so we're clear, right - next time a patient or relative

thinks it's OK to attack a member of staff,

they're going to end up on their arse too.

How's your dad? (GASPS)

I was just about to call you.

He's had a real fright, but he's OK.

I think.

If you hadn't been out there today...

Don't, OK? It's over.

I just...

I just don't know what I'd do if I lost him, so...

I'm sorry. Oh, no. He'll be fine.

He just needs to learn to take it easy, you know?

I'm not talking about him.

I'm sorry about what happened between us.

Well, we've been over that, so...

When it all happened, I was so busy feeling hard done by

and acting like an idiot.

Never really thought about what you must have been going through.

Me? I was fine. I dumped you, remember?

But if you weren't fine, it was my fault.

What the hell did Dad tell you out there?

You're a really good person, Gabrielle.

You didn't deserve to be treated like that.

No. I didn't.

But it was a long time ago.

Steve...

Thank you.

There you are.

Mrs Mackenzie wants that referral to Outpatients you said you'd do.

Thanks.

Look, Amy... Don't want to hear it.

You need to.

Last night... Was a one-night stand, right?

Right.

What, you thought I was looking for something more?

I don't know what you wanted. Come on.

We're so mismatched. I can't stand you. You can't stand me.

Exactly. We would kill each other.

We'd absolutely kill each other.

So that's it, then?

That's it, then.

But just so you know, I didn't have a terrible time.

Didn't have a terrible time doing what?

Oh...

Working together today. Well, that's obvious.

I've gotta hand it to you, Homer.

I've never seen the waiting room cleared so quickly.

Whatever you and Amy have been doing, keep at it.