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Would it hurt to see if maybe there's more to this than sex?

It's not gonna happen.

Got your sights set on bigger things, eh?

Fancy yourself that doctor's slut? Get out of my life!

I think he saw you last night. With Steve.

(SIREN WAILS)

MAN: Over here!

Get a hose around this side.

Let's see if we can stick to protocol today, shall we?

OK, Mike.

Isn't this going to be a fun day?

Hi. I'm Troy. Mike Vlasek.

This is Steve and Jo.

Any idea what caused the explosion?

Could have been anything. It was in the wine-processing shed.

So there might be chemicals involved?

It's too early to tell. We're not taking any chances.

How are the casualties?

A young bloke, Dale, who was inside when it happened.

He was dragged from the building by his sister.

He's pretty badly burnt.

And the girl?

She seems OK. Mainly smoke inhalation.

But there are two young fellas still unaccounted for.

You've searched the building?

Not till the firies give the all clear.

Lucky it's a weekday

or this place would've been packed with tourists.

Where's the guy with the burns? Over here.

She deserves a medal for getting him out of the shed and into water.

How long has he been in there? About 20 minutes.

Dale? Hi. My name is Mike. I'm a doctor.

Can you open your eyes for me, Dale? Come on now.

We're going to get you out of the water so we can examine you.

I'm gonna check on his sister. Good.

Hang in there, Dale. I'll get you something for that pain.

I was in the office when it happened.

I don't know, Dad.

Hey, my name's Jo. I'm a paramedic.

Can you...

This is Jo. I'm with the Medical Response Unit.

Yeah, yeah. He's got two doctors looking at him right now.

Just try and stay calm. We'll find him.

Yep.

Is your other brother in there? Yeah. And his best mate.

How old are they? 19.

I should have kept an eye on them.

There's only so much you can do when they're that age.

(SIRENS WAIL)

What's the story? BREE: Got no idea.

The cops found him wandering the streets.

Haven't been able to get anything out of him, though.

He's got an abrasion on his forehead and we gave him 15mg of Midazolam.

Hey! Get away from me! Get away from me!

Get back!

We want to take care of you. Get away!

Put that down! What's he gonna do to me?

You're bleeding. We want to look at your injuries.

Put the pole down and get on the ground now!

Wait!

(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)

(SCREAMS)

What have we got? He's been shot with a Taser.

Why is he covered with blood? Police found him like that.

He was walking the streets, kicking cars, yelling abuse -

he was off his head.

Any loss of consciousness? Not that we know of.

His GCS was 12 when we got to him, but he was agitated and paranoid.

Do we have name? No. He wouldn't tell us.

We spent the entire ride trying to calm him down.

Alright. On my three - one... two... three.

He looks like he's got a chest wound

but the bleeding seems to have stopped.

His arms are like pincushions. I'd say he's taken a ton of ice.

Well, that would explain it.

I'll do a tox screen, see if you're right.

We'd have a better idea of his medical history

if that trigger-happy cop hadn't Tasered him.

He had to do something to stop him.

Yeah, well, zapping him with 50,000 volts is not the answer.

Better than a bullet.

He's got full-thickness burns to his arms, legs, chest and neck.

But no obvious fractures at least.

Decreased air entry to both lungs.

Could be an upper airway or inhalation injury.

It's OK, mate.

We're just going to try and make you a little more comfortable.

Let's cannulate and get him to hospital ASAP.

(GRUNTS) I can't get a vein.

Try his feet. I'll go and see Jo.

JO: Is there any tightness in your chest?

No.

How's she doing? Airway's clear.

No swelling or blistering around her mouth.

Minor grazes and burns to her hands and arms.

Obs? All good.

OK. Well, keep monitoring her closely and let me know if anything changes.

How are my brothers?

Dale's gonna be taken to hospital shortly.

And Ned?

They're looking in the shed.

I told them not to muck around in there.

What could they have been doing to cause the explosion?

Exactly what my younger brothers would've been doing -

getting up to mischief.

I should have looked harder for Ned

but the smoke was so thick, I couldn't see.

It was burning my throat. Hey. It's OK.

You did really well in there.

Come on. Let's put that oxygen back on.

And I'm gonna treat your burns.

How's he doing?

He's got a cut on his forehead and some bruising and swelling too.

What are you doing? We're treating you, mate.

CLAIRE: You were brought by ambulance.

What were you doing before the police picked you up?

What's it to you? You don't have to answer right now.

I'm going to look into your eyes to see if you have a head injury.

Mate, get that away from me. It's just a torch.

Settle down. Alright, let's get him restrained.

Grab him.

Just calm down, mate.

GABRIELLE: What the hell is going on?!

I know what you do to people like me. Someone help!

We're trying to. Thank you. Let me go!

Let me go! Let me go! Hold him still.

Drug's in.

(SCREAMS)

You gonna be OK to handle this patient?

Yeah.

Hey, you're bleeding.

He caught me off-guard, that's all.

Still think a Taser wasn't necessary?

Alright, let's get these restraints on him,

find out where this blood's coming from.

Come on.

MRU to Emergency.

Go ahead, Vlasek. What have you got?

First patient to be transported

is a young male who took the full brunt of the blast.

He's got 70% burns to his body.

Steve will be bringing him in soon.

Get him to call on approach.

70% - that's, like, nearly his whole body.

I'll get onto the Burns Unit.

Get the portable X-ray and set up for an arterial line.

I'll do that. Good man.

Oh, and get the rapid infuser - he'll need a morphine infusion.

Amy can help with that.

Aren't there already enough people helping?

We really need you on board with this one.

Look, I haven't done burns before and this sounds really bad.

Look, it's tough, but you're going to have to get used to it.

I can see you're apprehensive

but he's going to be feeling a lot worse than you are.

Get this morphine infusion, OK?

(ENGINE STARTS)

MIKE: Gently.

Dad! Wait!

Dale! Mr Lewis?

Bill. I got here as quick as I could.

Oh, mate. He's not like that all over, is he?

His burns are pretty extensive. But he's gonna be OK?

Let's go! We're taking him to All Saints.

Your daughter got him straight into water.

He's been given the best chance possible.

Where's my other son? They're searching the building.

How could you let this happen?

I was working. I didn't know they'd gone into the shed.

Hey, you need to keep that on for me.

Oh, God.

Oh, no! Bill!

I need to see him. It's him. That's not a good idea.

I need to see him! It's my son! Bill!

Is it Ned? Bill, come on.

We've found another one.

Can you stay with her?

MAN: We need to secure the site now!

We found him over here. He must have been blown out by the blast.

Hi. My name is Mike. I'm a doctor. I'll be looking after you.

Jo. We'll get you out of here real soon, OK?

I'm shining a light in your eyes. Ned...

Dad... Oh, thank Christ.

Dale? He's on his way to the hospital.

A-and Pete?

He didn't make it. I'm sorry. No!

We've just gotta concentrate on you now, alright?

I'm gonna need a bit of space here. Yeah. Sure, sure, sure.

Look, I'm here, Neddy. I'm here.

No major burns to his chest and neck. Circulation's good.

Where are you feeling the most pain?

Severe bruising to his ribs. (WHEEZES)

Breathing's compromised on the left-hand side.

What's happening?

I'm just gonna pop some oxygen on you, OK?

This isn't working. We need to get him to a clear place.

Can you get a spine board?

(MONITORS BEEP STEADILY)

CLAIRE: BP and heart rate are up.

Could be the antipsychotic drugs we gave him.

Can you do some bloods and also get an ECG while he's still out to it?

There's no injury here.

There has to be.

Nup. No cuts. No stab wounds.

There's not even any bruising.

So all this blood's from his head injury?

Not possible.

This can't be his blood.

Then whose is it?

You sure? The blood's not his?

Apart from a minor head abrasion, there's not a scratch on him.

There was no-one else around when we picked him up.

So someone's injured somewhere, and, judging by the amount of blood,

in dire need of medical attention.

I'm going to radio base

and check if anyone in the vicinity has been taken to hospital.

I'll call the paramedics.

Do we have a name yet? Leigh Phillips.

Found a wallet in his clothing. There's an address too.

Why don't you try talking to him again?

Yeah. Maybe now he's had a rest he'll be more cooperative.

(GROANS) I'm not admitting to anything.

We just want to find the person whose blood was all over you.

They're obviously badly hurt.

I don't know what you're talking about, alright?

Get these things off me!

Sorry. They stay on.

What were you doing last night? Were you at a pub?

A nightclub? Is that where you took the ice?

Who are you? The FBI? I'm just a doctor.

I'm trying to work out what happened.

No, you're with the Government. You're with... with ASIO.

I'm not FBI, I'm not ASIO, alright? I'm just trying to help you.

What are you putting in me? Fluids. You're dehydrated.

Bullshit! You're trying to kill me. What are you doing this for?

We're just trying to treat you, OK?

You have a large cut on your forehead.

Were you in a fight? That stupid bitch!

(GROANS)

Who are you talking about? Have you hurt someone?

Come on, who is she? Your girlfriend, mother, sister?

None of your bloody business!

You're not going to do me for anything.

So just please let me go.

OK. Just settle down.

We're just trying to find whoever's hurt.

(LAUGHS)

Well, good luck with that.

(WAILS)

Are you in pain, Leigh? Piss off!

(GROANS) How much longer to go?

We'll be there in 10.

Stench getting to you too? Can we get some fresh air in here?

Yeah, sure.

Phew!

He can't breathe. Do something, please.

JO: We're doing everything we can.

Just hang in there, Ned. We'll have you sorted real soon.

Is he OK? Well, does he look OK to you?

Dad, please. How could you be so irresponsible?

What?

Mr Lewis, I know you're upset right now,

but laying blame's not going to help anybody.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. I know.

Sarah, I need you to keep the oxygen mask on for me, please.

He's got fractured ribs, unequal air entry.

Sounds like haemothorax. Yeah.

I'll put in a chest drain.

You can do the set-up. I'll do the procedure.

You showed me how. I'm ready. Not now.

Ned... Ned, you've got a punctured lung,

which is causing fluid to build up inside your chest.

I'm going to put a tube into your chest to release that fluid

and that'll help you breathe more easily, alright?

I want you to put your hand up here.

Just leave it there for me, eh?

Good man.

Ah, lignocaine and adrenaline, and I'll need surgical gloves.

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

Dale Lewis, 21. Involved in an explosion at a winery.

Can someone take over bagging, please?

You alright? Yeah. I'll be fine.

CHARLOTTE: How was he when you found him?

Conscious. GCS 14.

OK. On my three, when everyone's set.

One... two... three.

Let's log-roll him. One... two... three.

He's had morphine. 7.5mg IV for pain.

Intubated and sedated. He's on his second bag of IV Hartmann's.

Needs another bag now.

Alright. We've got this if you need to go.

Thank you so much.

Is he OK?

Being stuck in a chopper with this smell,

I reckon he's having a quick chunder.

I don't blame him. It's awful.

Better get used to it. It's gonna be with us all day.

We're gonna need to monitor his urine output.

I'll set up a catheter.

Oh, God! Stand back for X-ray.

It's important we get the fluid balance right.

Can you check the drip rate?

Amy!

Sorry.

Hey, how's his temperature? It's low - 35.

Let me know if it gets any lower. Last thing he needs is hypothermia.

Let's do routine bloods, including arterial blood gases,

and carbon monoxide levels.

Can we get a fluid warmer on stand-by, please?

Onto it.

Can we take his clothes off, wash those burns?

I'll do that. Are you sure?

Yep. OK.

Use sterile gloves and use chlorhexidine to wash the burns.

Put the arterial line in, please.

How many more to come? One, possibly two.

They found another kid as I was leaving.

We'll call you en route. We guessed right.

Leigh's blood results show high levels of methamphetamine.

Any other drugs or alcohol in his system?

No, but he's got raised urea and creatinine.

His kidneys are packing up.

So he didn't try ice for the first time last night.

Definitely not. Looks like a long-term, high-frequency user.

The police have been to Leigh's apartment.

No blood, no sign of disturbance.

Did you tell them we're looking for a woman?

They're still searching the area where they picked him up

and they want to contact his next of kin, see if they can help.

She must be bleeding badly.

We're running out of time. (MACHINE BEEPS)

That's him.

He's complaining of head and chest pain.

I need to get out of here! Please, just let me go!

You're not going anywhere. Cardiac status?

Sinus tachy, with atrial and ventricular arrhythmias.

He's hypertonic.

Set up a sodium nitroprusside infusion, 50mg in 250ml.

Please, I need another hit.

Another hit could kill you.

This isn't withdrawals. You have serious health problems, OK?

Your body's had enough.

You're on the verge of kidney failure or a stroke.

Mate, save your lecture and get me some meth now!

I know what you're going through.

You don't know shit!

Just let me go!

I'll get onto Radiology, organise a chest X-ray.

Not a chance. It could be pulmonary oedema.

I will not put you or the Radiology staff at risk.

Well, I'll sedate him and intubate him.

How is an unconscious man going to tell us who he's hurt?

How's a dead man gonna tell us who he's hurt?

Please, just get me something for the pain?

Midazolam?

(WHIMPERS) OK, mate. I'll get you something.

If you tell us who you've hurt.

(MUTTERS) You can't be serious.

(PANTS) You show me the drugs first.

Fine.

He's got to be kidding.

You can't blackmail a patient with drugs. It's completely unethical.

There's a woman out there somewhere who's badly injured

or even dead because of that man.

But he's our patient. I don't care who he is.

If I have to choose between a victim and their attacker,

I'll choose the victim every time.

We don't even know what happened, if there even is a victim.

How do you explain all the blood on his shirt?

You're using his pain against him.

Yes, that's exactly what I'm doing.

His BP's still sky-high. Heart rate's up too.

You got it? (PANTS)

What's in it? It's Midazolam.

It'll calm you down and help ease your withdrawals.

No, I want morphine.

Oh, trust me. This is the gear you need.

Alright, well, give it to me, then.

First I want you to give me something.

Frank!

(COUGHS, GROANS)

Do you want it or not? Yes, yes!

Start talking. (GROANS) I don't remember anything!

Why not start by telling me who you were with

before the police picked you up this morning?

What day is it? It's Tuesday.

When I woke up it was Friday, so I haven't slept since then.

How did you get all the blood on you? I told you, I don't know!

(WHIMPERS) Look, maybe if you just give me a little taste,

then I'll remember.

Nice try.

Why don't you use what's left of your brain

and tell me who she is and I'll give you some.

Get stuffed!

Suit yourself.

No, no!

Let me know if he changes his mind.

Funny. I don't remember ordering a shadow.

I don't remember consenting to the torture of a patient.

I'm surprised you take issue with this.

He's here because he needs our help.

He's here because the cops didn't know what else to do with him.

I hope I never get that cynical.

Yes, well, when you've worked here for over 20 years,

you might change your mind.

Most of the addicts that come and see us do not want our help.

If Von had that attitude when I was dragged into hospital,

I wouldn't be here today.

Are you saying you had a drug problem?

I know the life. Slept on the streets.

Seen overdoses. Assaults.

Our patient hasn't always been that way.

Given a chance, people can turn their lives around.

Chest tube in. Want to suture it in place?

Mm-hm. I'll go and check for any other injuries.

He'll be alright. Dale too.

How do you know? I just... I just do.

How was your meeting? Did you get the contracts?

What's it matter now?

How are you doing, mate?

He's certainly breathing easier. No sign of any other major injuries.

He's going to the same hospital as Dale.

Good.

(PANTS) I'm so sorry, Dad.

Not your fault, son.

I need another dressing.

OK.

You OK? (SNIFFS)

It's not fair.

Dad worked so hard to build this place

and he's finally getting somewhere.

(SOBS) And now it's gone.

(SOBS) I know it's not fair.

But this place can be rebuilt.

It'll be alright.

(CRIES)

Come on. I need you to put this back on for me, OK?

We'll be standing by when you get here.

Jo! Hurry up with that dressing. Need to prep him for transfer.

I'll be back soon.

X-rays are clear.

At least there's no fractures to deal with.

These burns are enough.

How are you doing? Fine.

Gabs, can you find out where our burns consult's got to, please?

Sure.

This leg looks really swollen.

The burns are restricting his blood supply.

He'll need an escharotomy or he'll lose it.

I'll do it. Are you sure?

Can you get me a sterile drape? What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna release the pressure.

You've been busy. Burns consult's still unavailable.

You'll need to do this leg too.

Excuse me. Here.

(GASPS)

Focus on the patient.

I told you, I don't remember!

Well, you'd better start remembering.

(SCREAMS)

Still hasn't told you anything about the girl?

(MOANS)

What's the matter with you? Frank's taken over.

Yes, he's good at that.

He's blackmailing a patient with a syringe full of Midazolam.

Right.

That guy's in a hell of a lot of pain.

Well, there's usually a method to Frank's madness.

We're punishing him for something we don't even know he's done.

He wouldn't be the first ice addict to create a story

just to get a reaction.

True. But we need to find out.

Are you needed over there?

No.

Take a walk. Get some fresh air.

(SCREAMS) No, no, no! I need that!

CLAIRE: Just calm down and think. Is it someone you live with?

I live by myself. Well, someone from work?

There's not many chicks that are plumbers.

(PANTS) Look, I used to... I used to run my own business.

I worked all day, did paperwork all night

and I still couldn't get everything done.

Then a mate gave me some ice and I could just keep going for days.

(PANTS) It was awesome.

Listen, son, I'm not interested in your life story.

Just tell me who you've hurt.

What I do in my time is my business! Not when other people get hurt.

Give me a name or this goes in the bin.

(SCREAMS) Last chance.

(MACHINE BEEPS) Heart rate and resps are up.

You've got five seconds.

Four, three, two...

Your choice.

Drop that and I swear to God I'll bury you too!

What did you say?

Who are you talking about?

My girlfriend. Nagging, nagging, nagging!

Telling me to give up the ice.

So I showed her what it's like to be suffocated.

What did you do? (PANTS)

Buried her.

You killed her? No.

She was still alive when I left her.

Bastard. I'll take care of this. You go.

I told you what happened. Now give me the drugs.

You give me her name first.

The drugs!

You give me her name and where she is or you'll get nothing.

(WAILS, GROANS)

Is he OK? When I left, he was stable.

It's a positive sign.

I told you to keep your oxygen on. I want to say goodbye.

I'll see you soon, little brother.

I'm so sorry, sis. No, that's OK.

You just behave yourself in that helicopter.

Steve, hand me that stuff.

I'm coming too.

Sorry, there's no room in the chopper.

I need to be with my sons. Can't be done, I'm sorry.

Hang in there, boy. I'm gonna follow in the car.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(GASPS, PANTS)

Damn it.

Sarah!

What's happening to her now? (GASPS)

Sarah, I'm gonna put this oxygen on you.

Tell me what you're feeling. I want Dad.

He's coming...

Sarah? Sarah! She was fine a moment ago.

Sarah! She only had minor burns and grazes.

We've had her on oxygen. All her obs were stable.

She's not stable now. She's got no pulse.

Oh, come on, Sarah. Don't do this.

Her name's Anissa Carlton.

We're sending a medical team around to her place.

You got fluids? Yeah, two bags.

Alright.

Police will meet you at her place. For God's sake, be careful!

Thank you, Frank. We will.

How's he going? Heart rate and BP's dropped.

Resps are 16. Alright, keep an eye on him.

If his BP starts to climb,

we'll have to put him back on the sodium nitroprusside infusion.

You've done very well. Very well indeed.

I just hope they get to that girl in time.

Yeah.

He's had escharotomies on both legs

and his burns have been measured and documented.

We'll send up his X-rays.

All yours. Good timing.

Mike's on his way in with Dale's brother.

Oh, no rest for the wicked.

Needed something a lot stronger than that

when I dealt with my first burns patient.

That's nice. I'm just saying you're doing great.

Burns injuries are some of the most difficult

you'll ever have to deal with.

Thanks for the pep talk. I wasn't giving you a pep... talk.

(MACHINE BEEPS) Still no heart rate.

This shouldn't be happening.

I'm sorry I got angry with you. Talk to me, darling.

Jo.

Jo, we've done all we can.

Jo.

What are you doing? Come on! You can't stop now.

Mr Lewis. No!

Bill. She's gone, mate. No!

(GASPS)

I'm sorry.

(WHISPERS) Are you OK?

(SOBS)

Oh, God, you were such a good girl.

Do everything I'd ask of you.

I love you so much, darling.

I'll check over here. Yeah, righto.

(GIRL WHIMPERS) Adam!

Shit.

Don't worry, Anissa, we're gonna get you out of there.

Right.

Here. Here, this. Cheers.

I'll get the ambulance. Yep.

LEIGH: I need more drugs!

You won't get anything talking like that.

Right, how's it going here?

The midazolam's worn off already. Yeah, no shit!

How long's he gonna be like this?

The methamphetamines could be in his system for days.

The withdrawals will last weeks.

Look, I told you I was sick.

I just need more drugs! Well, you're not gonna get any.

Can you help out in Resus?

(YELLS)

Cut it out!

You're showing signs of renal dysfunction.

Now, I can treat your medical problems

but I will not feed your drug habit.

You... you think I wanted this life?

You had a choice, mate.

The woman you buried alive didn't.

If you don't want the medical treatment

I will happily hand you back to the cops.

(SOBS)

Ned Lewis, 19.

Cuts and abrasions.

Superficial burns to his arms and legs, face and chest.

Hey, Ned. I'm Dr Beaumont. I've been treating your brother.

Is he alright?

He's in the Burns Unit but he's doing well.

Ned, we're just gonna slide you across to this bed, OK?

On my three. One, two, three.

(CRIES OUT)

A friggin' mess.

We thought we'd mix up our own brew.

Just to sell at parties, you know?

Pete lit a ciggie and... Oh, Christ!

Just try and stay calm for us, OK?

Thrown a fair way by the blast.

Fractured ribs on the left side. Haemothorax treated at the scene.

Any loss of consciousness? Not that we know of.

He's been given morphine - 5mg IV for pain -

followed by chest tube insertion.

He's on his first litre of Hartmann's

running at 100ml per hour.

Thanks, Mike. He'll need to go to Radiology.

Check fractured ribs and also the placement of the chest tube.

No worries. We'll take it from here. Be back to see you later, Ned.

Mike! Steve just called. His sister has just died.

What?

Yeah.

Stop!

(WHIMPERS) It's alright, love.

We're nearly there.

What sort of animal does this?

Alright. Here we go.

Careful, careful.

Anissa, can you hear me?

You're safe now, love.

I'm Von. I'm a nurse.

Adam's here. He's a doctor. Nice and slow.

Slowly.

(PANTS)

Gentle, gentle.

It's OK. We've got you. Come on.

Just try and breathe. Nice and slow.

It's alright.

You're safe. You're safe, darling. Come on.

Just checked on our burns patient. How is he?

His burns are severe.

Skin needs some serious grafting but he's stable.

Looks like he'll make it. Well, that's good news.

Are you OK?

When did you start caring about how I feel?

I never meant to hurt you. I was just...

I'm good enough for sex but nothing else?

That's not what I meant. Thanks for nothing.

Amy, wait!

Frank.

Frank, I don't know what you think you heard but I...

Where'd you find her? In a tea chest.

Under half a metre of dirt. My God.

She's got a broken nose.

That would explain the blood all over the bastard.

How long was she down there?

Who knows? 10 minutes would have felt like hell.

How did she survive under all that dirt?

He put a PVC pipe in a box so she could get oxygen.

Didn't want to kill her. He wanted to torture her.

Apart from obvious facial injuries, she's got cuts and abrasions

to her hands and fingers where she tried to claw her way out.

Poor girl must have been terrified.

She's almost catatonic.

GCS is 12. BP's 100 on 55.

Pulse is at 100 and her sats are at 96%.

Hey, Anissa. I'm Dr Beaumont. You're in hospital.

Trauma counselling's arranged.

Thank you.

Hey, has she spoken yet? Not a word.

We're just gonna transfer you to this bed. On three.

One, two, three.

Can I help? She needs a warm blanket.

She'll need chest and head X-rays.

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

Looks like I'm not needed here.

I should go get some ice. Get her hands cleaned up.

No, Amy and I will do that. Get yourself cleaned up.

Be back soon.

Von is still here.

Dr Beaumont is gonna take good care of you.

You're gonna be OK, I promise.

We brought Anissa in. She's alive.

Now you know how it feels, bitch!

Give it a rest.

It's hard to imagine an act more cruel than what you did to her,

but when you're in prison without all your precious drugs,

you'll have plenty of time to regret it.

Girl's death wasn't your fault.

Just leave it.

What happened?

Good question.

She went into respiratory arrest. Never regained consciousness.

Jo?

I completed a full and thorough assessment.

There was nothing to indicate anything

more serious than smoke inhalation.

I'm not questioning your medical ability.

Well, you should be.

I obviously missed something and now the girl's dead.

Hey, we were all there. We all missed it.

I was the one who assessed her.

You know, it's possible Sarah died of acute cyanide poisoning.

She could have inhaled toxic gases

when she went into the shed to save her brother.

Symptoms aren't always obvious.

Patients go down pretty quickly.

How are the two boys going?

Dale's stable in the Burns Unit and Ned's resting in ICU.

Do they know about Sarah?

Bill wants to tell them himself.

Look, it's been a tough day. Let's get out of here. My shout.

Not for me, thanks. Nah, me neither.

OK.

I'll pack up.

You can grab the first shower. Thanks.

How's he doing?

He's been asleep since I got here.

I haven't had a chance to tell him about Sarah.

He idolised her.

Both the boys did.

To die thinking we all took her for granted...

No. I don't think so.

I wish I could believe that.

You know...

..I think Sarah and I had a bit in common.

I had to take on a similar role in my family.

How's that?

My Mum died of Huntington's disease

when I was a teenager.

I was the eldest so I helped Dad look after my four brothers and sisters.

That's a big responsibility for a young girl.

Yeah.

It's bloody hard work too.

But I was proud to do it.

I reckon Sarah probably felt the same way.

You really think so?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

The things one person can do to another, huh?

Doesn't surprise me anymore.

No? Still gets to you, though.

Yeah, but now I'm thinking

if I can handle the Leighs of this world...

Yeah? ..maybe I can handle my ex.

If he ever comes out of the coma. Well, yeah.

So... Steve's convinced me to take out an AVO.

Just in case. Yeah, I think that's a good idea.

It gives the police more power to arrest him.

Yeah, that's what Steve reckons.

Ha. Great minds.

How's all that going?

Oh, it's early days but...

But?

It's refreshing to be with someone who doesn't have any baggage.

How well do you know him?

Well enough to know he's a great guy.

Yeah, he is.

Hey, you should choof off. I can finish here.

Are you sure? Yeah!

You're about to go into overtime anyway

and I've gotta stick to the budget at least once a year.

Keeps Admin on their toes. Thank you.

(RUNNING WATER)

Hi.

I just wanted to make sure we're OK.

That you're not angry with me, Frank.

Frank! (SIGHS)

What's going on there? Oh, you don't want to know.

Well, now I really do. Come on, spill.

Frank overheard me and Amy talking.

So? So he knows we...

What?

You know.

Oh, you dog.

So all that not liking each other stuff was just a cover.

I don't even know how it happened. Why? Were you drunk?

No!

I was trying to explain to Amy why it can't happen again.

It's a mess. Frank overheard.

And now he wants your balls.

What am I gonna do?

How about I buy you a drink?

And we sit down and draft your resignation letter.

You really think it's that bad?

Mate, my guess... it's a hell of a lot worse than that.