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(SIREN WAILS)

Number 13. That'd be it.

Butcher's. Should be fun. Yeah.

Maybe we'll pick something up for dinner.

You're the emergency guys? Yeah, that's right.

My name's Mike Vlasek. Can you tell us what happened here?

A bit of a fall.

Apprentices, you know? Can't ask 'em to do anything.

50 kilos of sausages probably ruined.

I doubt he did it on purpose, mate.

My name's Art, not 'mate'.

And SHE is out the back.

(WOMAN PANTS, GROANS IN PAIN)

MAN: Hurry! Hey, Terri, they're here.

You gotta help her. She's in agony.

Alright. Got her, mate.

Terri, is it? (WHIMPERS)

We'll get you something for that pain.

Have you got any allergies?

(SOBS) Please... Alright, let's get a cannula in.

Get onto the radio. I want those ambos here ready to travel ASAP.

I know how to get the hook out. Just lift her up high enough.

If she's got internal damage, we could make it worse.

It has to stay in. What?! You're kidding.

I know she's in a lot of pain, but there's not too much bleeding.

That's good. It means that she's missed the major blood vessels.

Mate, could you make some room for us here, please?

Any idea how this happened?

It's obvious.

She wasn't looking at what she was doing...

..and she slipped and she fell.

Isn't that right?

The sanguine Frank Campion.

Think Santa Claus minus the joy.

Welcome to the public hospital system.

As I was saying, he alleges he was bumped by a car

as it reversed out of a private property.

Bumped? Thank you!

I was knocked down after being assaulted in the course of my work.

And what do you do? Tabloid reporter.

Investigative journalist.

Oh, I see.

BP and heart rate's normal. Good, even.

I could have spinal injuries!

You were trying to climb a fence when we arrived!

I was in shock. Get him ready for Radiology.

X-rays?

I have been hit by a car!

I want it all -

MRI, CT, body scan for internal injuries.

Good luck.

And I also hit my head, so I'll need a neuro consult.

God, he knows more than I do.

You are kidding me. I know my rights.

Treat me like the Queen of England.

Fine. Let's get him into a gown.

Alright.

Take off your clothes, Your Majesty.

Another bolus in.

How long will you leave her up here?

We need to get her pain under control first. Moving her is gonna hurt.

Art. Art, we'll need you too. No, I got her.

Suit yourself.

How's that pain now? Is the morphine helping?

Better, yeah.

Ready to move her now. Yep.

Now, you're gonna feel something, Terri,

so you're just gonna have to be brave for me, OK?

Just do it! (WHIMPERS)

OK, we're gonna have to lift the T-bar up out of the joint.

Right. Hands on. On my count.

One, two, three.

(SCREAMS IN PAIN) That's it. Slowly!

Put her on her side. Mind out for the hook.

Very gently. That's it.

(GASPS FOR BREATH, COUGHS)

I can't breathe!

(WHEEZES, COUGHS)

Angioedema. She's going into anaphylaxis.

Adrenaline.

Why can't she breathe? I'll go check on that ambulance.

She's probably suffering an allergic reaction to the morphine.

Is that bad? We can handle it.

You're gonna be OK. We're gonna be laughing about all this soon.

You'll see.

So why the bags?

You hear of any nice cheap places to rent, let me know.

I thought you were a permanent fixture at Von's.

So did I. Where do you want me?

Oh, just on light duties until you're back to full strength.

Don't argue. Be grateful. You were stabbed, Adam.

I don't think you should be back at work just yet.

Her name is Isabelle. She fainted at school during mass.

You can hardly blame her.

Welcome back.

Is he alright?

He seems to be looking for a new place to live.

Know anything about that, Von? Yes.

Your guess is as good as mine.

Any idea why you might have fainted?

It's the first time it's happened.

I skipped breakfast. Do you do that a lot?

I'm not anorexic, I'm just busy.

I need to get out of here. Ow!

Nearly done.

OK. Squeeze both my hands for me.

You on any medication? No.

I'm on the pill.

Sometimes I take guarana to study late.

This is just the school doing duty of care

so they don't get sued if I haemorrhage.

Look, can I go?

I've got my first HSC trial in about two hours.

Sorry. You're in our care now.

But we'll work fast. You better.

Lenore didn't put me in the best girls school in the country to fail.

Her mother. We left a message but no response yet.

What about your dad?

Who?

OK, let's get bloods and urinalysis.

Gross! I'll try your mum again.

Say hello to Penny for me. I'm sorry?

My mother's PA - 'cause that's as far as you'll get.

He got bumped by a car and had a fall.

There's nothing wrong here. You don't need me for a second opinion.

The patient insisted.

Besides, you can't hang out in my office doing paperwork forever.

How are you feeling?

I'm here, aren't I?

That is precisely why I need to stay in your office.

Look, if you bothered to explain to him why you reacted...

You know I can't. Fine.

But if you're gonna be a doctor in this country,

you're gonna have to get back on the horse sometime.

That's an expression. I know what it means!

Then let's saddle up.

AMY: I don't care who you used to write for.

No phones.

MAN: Then how do you suggest I log the evidence

of a crime that's been committed against me

if I can't call my lawyer?

Mr Goldsworthy, I'd like you to meet Dr Ajanovic.

She's our orthopaedic specialist.

Good. Then she'll know I need a CT scan.

No, you don't.

Your X-rays show no damage to your pelvis or your spine.

It's for my head.

I'm in a lot of pain.

We can't find anything wrong with you.

Then look harder!

Are you going to deny me treatment?

If you don't need me anymore, Dr Campion, I'll be in your office.

Look straight ahead.

How are we looking?

Blood sugar, urinalysis and ECG are all OK.

So I can go?

I feel totally fine now.

It's just stupid HSC. I get stressed.

We'll have to wait for your blood results. It shouldn't take long.

Good, 'cause I need to get a cab, like, 20 minutes ago.

Is there anyone you can talk to about your HSC stress?

Yes, my boyfriend. So relax.

Whoa! OK.

Back on the bed. Let's get her on the monitors again.

I'm alright. Come on.

We can see that.

Now, you said you take guarana.

Use anything else?

Yeah, I just love the crack pipe. Can't you tell?

We're trying to help you, OK? So straight answers, please.

I've been on antidepressants for about a year,

but they've never made me faint.

Are you on the right dosage?

I just take what Lenore told me to. She's the one who gets them for me.

Is your mum a doctor? No.

Taking drugs that aren't prescribed for you isn't a good idea.

They keep me level.

Look, please don't tell the school. Can't ruin my reputation.

I'm more interested in why you think you need them.

'Cause... Lenore said I did,

and for her to show any kind of interest...

Figured I really must've.

AMY: Looks like you're fine.

Again.

It's amazing - all this technology,

and we can't find anything wrong with you.

I'll ignore the tone.

Well, you're obviously looking in the wrong spot.

I did request a CT scan for neurological trauma.

Where'd you pull that one from? American TV?

And where did you get your nursing degree?

The streets of Bangkok?

I want the doctor. I don't feel at all well.

Just so you know, if you do sue the guy who hit you...

Woman! The woman who ran me over! Yeah.

..they will ask about your symptoms, or lack thereof.

That's all I'm saying. Get the doctor!

What is it? (GASPS FOR BREATH)

(CHOKES) Quickly!

(RETCHES LOUDLY)

What happened? It's called vomit.

And as far as I'm aware, nausea's quite common with head injuries.

Better clean me up before you get the gruff one.

I thought it was an emergency.

So I just sit here in my own filth?

Get the doctor!

Barry's asking for you.

I thought you were sending him home. Yeah, I tried.

But I swear he just made himself sick to get a CT scan.

Did you see him do it? No.

Alright. You better pack him off to Radiology, then.

Can I tell him where to shove his dictaphone?

I wouldn't. Have a look at this.

I googled him.

The woman who ran over him

is the wife of the politician he's been hounding.

The kinky one! The one Barry accuses of kinkiness.

There's absolutely no proof he is.

He's an ambulance chaser.

Probably hounding the whole family, looking for dirt.

And we're pandering to him?

Scumbag he may be,

but until we can prove there's nothing wrong with him,

we have no choice but to treat him.

Hey! What's happening with my CT scan?

(SIGHS) Critically ill patients have priority.

How do you know I'm not one of them?

Well, you can talk, for a start.

Hey... are you the same Barry Goldsworthy

who used to be chief feature writer years ago?

No. I'm his evil, muckraking twin.

Oh, so you didn't write all those extraordinary stories

from all over the world about famine and earthquake and so on.

Oh.

The most...

..appalling disasters.

Atrocities you couldn't imagine.

I could vividly, thanks to you.

I was an avid reader.

That was the first thing I turned to in the weekend paper.

So how come you're...

I'm stuck in here, unable to get decent medical attention?

You tell me.

Simple. You don't need any.

I want a second opinion. You've had one.

Dr Ajanovic. Alright, a third!

"Patient refused medical treatment."

Not a headline you'd want to see, is it?

Why is it taking so long?

She's not gonna die? Not if we can help it.

JO: Steroids and antihistamines in, but she's not improving.

More adrenaline?

BP's dropping. Let's intubate.

Oh, shit. You gotta help her!

Gonna help you breathe more easily, Terri.

Keep pushing fluids through.

Still no sign of the ambo.

Can't intubate - her larynx is too swollen.

We'll have to do a tracheotomy. Alright. Get her ready.

But mind the hook. Not on her back. Take some of the weight.

Is there anything I can do to help? Keep your filthy hands off her.

OK, nice and steady. And keep that elevated, please.

Thank you.

You're good to go.

Come on, Terri. Stay with us.

(GASPS) Oh, my God.

(SIREN WAILS)

Airway's secured. Sats improving.

Good air entry, both lungs.

Is she gonna be OK? Breathing's a helluva lot easier.

Did you hear that, Terri?

You're gonna be alright. (SIREN WAILS)

The ambos are here.

I'll be out the front. Better get ready to open up again.

Man's gotta make a living.

I know he's an arsehole, but what else is going on here?

Right now, not our problem.

Come on, Terri. Let's get you into hospital.

They're in here. Quick!

Morning, guys. She's ready to go.

Unbelievable.

No wonder she thinks her mother doesn't give a toss.

Why? What did she say?

Nothing. Her PA won't let me speak to her.

Meetings, apparently.

She does know that her daughter is in Emergency?

This is a woman who doses up her child on antidepressants.

Isabelle takes them, probably thinking her mother'll like her more.

Sounds like the poor girl needs someone to talk to.

These are her blood results. She's pregnant. Better get Von involved.

I got it covered.

OK, what's going on with you two?

I don't know. Why not ask her? Did you have a fight?

I gotta get back to my patient.

What do you mean, I'm pregnant?

Are you sure? I'm sure.

Oh, God. What am I going to do?

You know who the father is? No. I'm a total whore.

That's not what he meant.

Can you just call my boyfriend, Lee? The number's in my phone.

Oh, my God. I am an idiot.

Hey, it's not the end of the world.

I'm 17. I'm school captain.

I get the feeling things aren't great at home,

so if you want me to call your mother, I'm happy to.

You really think she'd care?

One way or another, yeah.

How many times have you called her?

Exactly.

Can I stay with her, please?

She'll be all alone. I don't see why not.

You can travel in the front. Where do you think you're going?

How about you cut him some slack? He's upset.

I've already lost a half a day's takings.

I need you to get back in there and clean up

or don't expect a job to come back to.

Can we go, please? This isn't a taxi.

Should be right, Terri.

I'll come and see you as soon as I knock off.

Now, Dale!

Still gonna get something for dinner?

From him? I'll be going vego tonight.

BARRY: I'm still waiting.

Mr Goldsworthy, about this scan you keep requesting.

Oh. So you're the one taking me.

Well, I'm ready to go.

Indeed you are. But not to Radiology.

For a man with your medical condition, or lack thereof,

I think home would be the best place to be.

This is verging on malpractice. Oh, come on, mate.

This is about you rorting the system

so you can write an article about a politician

who's probably as sordid as a dishcloth.

I just can't believe it's you that's doing it.

You used to write about injustice.

Yes, yes. I'm a gross disappointment.

Spare me the 'Whatever happened to you?' crap.

You can't blame people for wondering.

I went on holiday, got the sack, my name's been mud since.

For taking a break?

So they didn't know where I was for a couple of months.

That was the point.

I had to get away. For a couple of months?

Where'd you go?

Around. I can't remember.

Yes. Yes, it must be hard, seeing the things that you've seen.

Did you never think to get some help?

For what?

The pressure. The stress.

(CHUCKLES) The only help I needed was in a bottle.

Come on, all journalists drink.

You used to write beautiful things about human tragedy,

and now you're just muckraking.

Spare me the pity and hurry that scan up, will you?

Terri Kendall, 21.

BP's stabilised but she's still tachycardic.

Terri, can you hear me?

She seems to be responding to the treatment for anaphylaxis.

OK. On my three.

One, two, three.

BREE: Careful.

GABRIELLE: You're doing really well.

She's been impaled through the axilla.

Altered sensation, reduced movement.

I'm not too sure about internal injuries at this stage

but I can stay and look at the X-rays with you.

FRANK: No, Katerina can do it. She has a trauma background.

OK. Just an offer.

Frank...

Don't want to hear it, Beaumont. Get on to Radiology, would you?

We're off now. We'll let you know how she is as soon as we get word.

You look after her, OK? She hasn't got anyone else.

Except you. We just work together.

Oh, come on. Does she know how you feel about her?

She deserves better than me.

What's wrong with you? You seem like one of the good guys?

I'm not. If I was, she wouldn't have got hurt.

I'm a bloody coward.

Hey, Dale, do you want to tell us what really happened today?

He touches her...

..when she goes up the ladder.

He says he's steadying her, but I know.

You reckon that's how she fell?

I reckon she pushed him off and lost her balance.

Why hasn't she reported it or quit?

We were lucky to get these jobs.

Both of us have got records. No-one wanted to know us.

That's why she's put up with it for so long.

I let her come in here, knowing what he does.

What kind of a dog am I? No, you're not.

She was lucky to have you this morning.

If she was lucky, I would have done something. I would have stopped him.

Customers, Dale. Hurry up.

Get out to the counter when you're done.

What about him? He just gets away with it?

Talk to Terri when she's recovered.

It's never too late to make things right.

Unfortunately, Terri's the only one that can report the harassment.

If she doesn't, well...

The sleazebag shouldn't get away with it. He could have killed her.

We should get someone to talk to her when she's out of theatre.

So this is where you hang out when you're not being a hero.

Hi. What are you doing here?

I came to see Todd. You must have taken a wrong turn.

I think you'll find your mate's inside the hospital.

Just give me a second. I'll take you up to the ward.

I'll take care of that for you. Thank you.

You should drop by more often.

So, how's your mate?

Oh, he's doing it pretty tough.

Who wouldn't? Poor guy.

Suddenly he's stuck in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

I'm just trying to help out where I can, since I did the damage.

Just wish I could make him feel better.

Wasn't the accident because of something to do with the motorbike?

How's that your fault? The bike's been totally gone over.

I couldn't find a thing wrong with it so it must have been me. Somehow.

You've got no idea what happened?

The last thing I remember thinking

was that I couldn't feel the throttle.

It's like everything just locked up, then... blank.

We're over this way.

Why won't you tell me what's wrong with her?

You freaked me out on the phone. She'll tell you herself.

Finally. Sorry.

I had to find someone to cover. What's happened?

They didn't tell you? No. What's the big mystery?

We're not permitted to say anything unless you ask us to.

I'm...

..pregnant.

I thought we were careful. We were.

Oh, my God. Um...

Ah... Alright. It's OK. Don't worry, um...

I'll look after everything. We'll sort it.

OK.

Well, we'll need somewhere to live and...

..I'll have to tell Mum and I guess I can stay at school until...

Babe... you can't keep it. You can't be thinking that.

Why not?

I mean... an abortion? Just like that?

You and me with a kid? Seriously.

There's no need to make a decision just yet.

You're still at a very early stage.

Lee, think about it. We could move in. Be a family.

It could be nice.

Come on. You know how complicated this is.

We're at the same school.

I thought you went to a girls school.

I'm her music teacher.

Are they thinking of keeping the baby?

She does. He doesn't.

I wish you'd brought me in on this earlier.

And no word from the mother?

Mother doesn't even care that she's in here.

Well, we don't know the full situation yet.

What, you mean people can have good reasons

just to dump someone they're supposed to care about?

I'd love to know what those reasons are.

We better check her antidepressants,

see if there's any complications for pregnancy.

None of your business.

Amazing. No pneumothorax.

The hook seems to have lodged in her glenohumeral joint.

Well, soon as the orthopods get down here, we can have the full story.

Katerina can do that.

Terri, I want you to try and move your fingers for me.

Good cap refill.

Theatre will be ready in 10. Frank...

We're still looking at major reconstruction.

Possibly replacement of the shoulder joint.

But it could have been far worse. She's a very lucky girl.

She had a workmate get help for her.

Instead of walking away? Is that your point?

Just let me know if you need anything else.

Beaumont, get some antibiotics.

(RIPS OFF RUBBER GLOVES) And grow up!

Katerina, are you OK? That was uncalled for.

No, it wasn't. They have every right to be angry.

I did leave Adam out there injured. I did walk away.

What I hate is there's nothing I can do.

Well, that's not entirely true.

Don't you think it's time you spoke to somebody?

Post-traumatic stress doesn't just go away.

I talk to you. I don't count.

Maybe this isn't the place for me.

If you run away, the same thing's just going to happen somewhere else.

They don't want me here and I understand why.

I want you here. I'm trying to help.

I won't talk to some stranger.

I mean, what will they make of my life?

I barely understand it. Why should they?

Because they're not in the middle of it.

I deal with it my own way. Please don't push me.

Just...

..be on my side.

I am. I am. I am.

ADAM: I've had a look at the contraindications

for those antidepressants

and there doesn't seem to be any risk to the baby.

Since when are you on antidepressants?

My mum gives them to me. It's nothing.

Belle, look at us.

Do you love me? Just tell me that.

It's not about whether I love you or not.

It's about bringing another person into the world.

Are you ready for that?

If we did it together, I would be.

How are you going?

I do not want to have this child, Belle.

It's a bad idea.

Why don't you both consider getting some counselling?

It would help you make an informed decision.

So you only wanted me when it was fun?

That's not what I'm saying. Prove me wrong.

Lee!

(SOBS) Maybe he's right.

Maybe I am just being stupid.

Because he's against the idea

or because you have doubts?

No.

I've made my decision.

I want the abortion.

Oh, Isabelle.

It's very early for you to be making such a big decision.

If it's him or the baby...

..I choose him.

ADAM: She needs you, mate.

Everyone's just so sure of what we need, aren't they?

I'm just trying to help.

Please, you can't stop judging long enough to help.

You think she's some child? She started this.

Did she tell you that? I don't care who started it.

There's less than four years between us. Alright?

In six months, she'll be at uni. We could be studying together.

Yeah, but you're not. You're her teacher.

Ugh! I guess you want to give me a lecture about abusing my position.

No, I actually want to talk to you about Isabelle,

the girl in there that's been asking for you all morning.

But I can see all you're capable of thinking about right now is yourself.

Barry, put your bum away.

Well, if it isn't the sisters Grimm.

Could you take this for me? I can't get the right angle.

Not in a million years.

I need evidentiary support of the bruising.

I've got a history of clotting problems.

Also, think we could muster up a neck brace? I'm a bit sore.

No, we can't.

Your CT scans, like every other test we've done, have come back clear.

There's nothing wrong with you. It's time for you to leave.

Conjecture. Medical fact.

I've repeatedly asked for a neurological consult.

I am every bit the pain in the arse you are.

Don't try me. Stop wasting our time and get out of the bed.

No.

And I'll tell you why.

Say I leave right now, say I do,

walk outside after nausea, dizziness sustained from being hit by a car...

Nudged.

And say, God forbid, I should fall from this dizziness,

perhaps even on hospital grounds,

how do you think your little diatribe would sound then?

Hmm?

I have flushed things with more integrity than you.

As I said, I'd appreciate a neurological consult.

Thank you, Nurse.

Hey.

What's your excuse this time? Need me to find the exit for you?

Or I could just stop pretending and say I wanted to see you.

Works for me.

How did things go with Todd?

No good.

It's all my fault. No. It's not your fault.

It was an accident. It was a terrible, tragic accident.

And because of it, I met you.

Not even that seems fair when he's stuck, helpless, in a bed.

(MOUTHS WORDS)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Better suit up. We've got a call-out.

I'll leave you guys to it, then.

What is it?

Single casualty trapped at scene.

Right. Two people trapped in one day. What a coincidence.

(SIREN WAILS)

I'll meet you in there.

Mate, what did you do?

Tell Terri he won't be putting his hands on her ever again.

GET IT OUT! We're working on that, mate.

Morphine's in. That'll take the edge off the pain.

Just get me out! Plenty of trauma pads ready.

Gonna be a lot of blood. Just stay focused, alright?

We can't free your hand unless we know how to take the machine apart.

Just get it out! Bad idea, mate.

We're gonna have to try and dismantle this thing.

We'll be here for ages. You got a better idea?

Bugger that. You were supposed to help me.

(GRUNTS) (STRETCHING AND TEARING SOUND)

Bloody stupid thing to do!

I can't feel it! You will. That's the morphine.

Jo, keep that pressure up. Put a cannula in.

Push some Hartmann's through. Yep.

How bad is it?

We'll know that when we get you into hospital.

That little bastard. He did it on purpose. He'll pay for this!

You're not the only victim here today.

I'm ringing up about the room you've got advertised.

It's already been filled. Alright, thanks very much.

I thought you'd be interstate by now.

(SIGHS) Thought about it.

Yeah? And what made you stop?

Isabelle. You know, I've... I've been thinking.

Well, that's a good start.

Sometimes I forget that she's one of my...

Students?

Yeah, I... I just think of her as my girlfriend,

you know, someone that I care about.

Her mum isn't exactly there for her. Yeah, I figured as much.

Do you think we're ready to have a baby?

Mate, I've got no idea.

But you are not gonna find the answer to that sitting out here.

The only way you're gonna make that decision is by talking to Isabelle.

Just start with that.

You can't let him dictate this decision.

(SNIFFS) But I love him.

That's a separate thing.

This isn't just about you now.

We know you're scared but there are more important things

for you to think about than Lee.

All I want is to be happy.

Will a baby help that?

It'd give me a family.

No. It would give you a baby.

Perhaps a boyfriend.

The family part, that would be up to you.

So you're saying I shouldn't have it?

(SIGHS)

This is a decision YOU have to make.

Not us, Lee, or anybody else.

If he stays, I could do it.

And if he doesn't?

Then... I would try

and love it enough for the both of us.

Couldn't be worse than my mother.

Don't do this to try and prove something to her.

As if I'd bother.

She wouldn't care.

She doesn't love me enough for that.

You're gonna need a trip to theatre. How long since you ate something?

Breakfast. Five hours ago. I don't know.

Alright, let's get bloods for crossmatch and FBC.

Yep. Quite an accident you've had.

No bloody accident! Little bastard jammed it in there.

It's complicated. So I put my hand on her bum.

She didn't mind.

You act like I deserve this.

She wouldn't be working if it wasn't for me. Him neither!

This is the thanks I get.

Should we call your wife or...?

Can you save my fingers?

We'll have to see what the surgeons have to say

but I'm afraid it's not looking good.

Let's get theatre on stand-by.

So that's it. There goes the business.

You gonna be alright from here?

Yeah. He's all yours.

Alright, just put that oxygen mask on, please.

He's still demanding a neuro consult.

I'll handle it. Yeah! Gabrielle said that too!

But obviously you really will.

OK, pal, enough's enough.

This is a personal vendetta and a waste of our time.

We will not be a part of any attempt to extort money out of politicians!

It's not extortion. I'm doing a job.

Yes. A job you hate. A job that's beneath you.

A job you wouldn't be trapped in

if you'd sought treatment for the nervous breakdown you obviously had.

Wh...

I'm not a nut case.

Right, so that holiday you took, that was planned, was it?

Or did you suddenly find yourself somewhere else

and wonder how you got there?

And the booze.

Is that so you can sleep better at night

or to block out what you've seen?

I've read your stuff, mate.

Families crushed underneath rubble.

Entire villages wiped out.

It's hard to meet a deadline when you can't stop crying.

Bodies...

So many bodies.

So I'd drink more...

..miss another deadline.

And nobody cared?

I was a figure of sympathy.

Then a joke.

Then an unemployable joke.

Listen, they can't stop you writing the way you used to

if that's what you want to do.

Nah.

It's too late now, mate.

As you pointed out, I'm established scum.

And who talks to scum about something important?

Hold that thought. Get dressed but don't go anywhere.

I've been thinking about what you were saying this morning

and it's not good enough.

I want you on the team - more importantly, I want you well.

I can't see you achieving those things till you deal with your past.

We've been over this.

I will not speak to a psychiatrist. End of discussion.

It's not a shrink I want you to talk to.

It's a journalist.

Actually, it's Barry Goldsworthy.

(LAUGHS) Are you crazy?!

Yes, I know it's a little unconventional but hear me out

because it's not just for you.

Believe it or not, you have a lot in common.

I think it can work.

It won't!

I can hardly recommend your accreditation

if I'm not confident you're dealing with this.

Is this an ultimatum?

Yes. It is.

Does she still want to terminate?

Oh, the poor thing doesn't know whether she's up or down.

Just been hung out to dry.

Yeah, well, er, that's gotta hurt.

Well, you walked into that one.

Oh, give it a rest!

I'm a friend. This is what I do.

Interfere? Worry.

You told him to move out. He's upset. I don't blame him.

I have my reasons for that.

Well, he doesn't know what they are.

Why didn't you tell him? I have my reasons for that too.

He has enough on his plate

without the one constant in his life cutting him loose.

You helped build him up, Von. Don't be the one to tear him down.

How's the first day back?

So far, so good. Just gotta keep topped up on the paracetamol.

Charlotte said you were looking for a place to live.

Oh, right, and she sent you in

because she thinks I'll tell another bloke what's up?

No, I was just hungry. Yeah.

So where are you gonna live? Mate, I got no idea.

There's always my place. Got a spare room.

It's not huge but it's empty.

For real? You wouldn't mind?

Of course not. It'd be great.

Oh, bro, you have just made my day.

Hey, you were very restrained today.

I wanted to rip that guy's head off.

But obviously I'm past all that now.

Aw! Isn't he cute?

He's not really my type.

Come on, Sleeping Beauty. Rise and shine.

I know this job doesn't give you much of a social life

but couldn't you find somewhere else to take your dates?

GI Jane with a crush?! Can't miss out on that.

I'm sorry. I dozed off.

It's a comfy couch.

Yeah, Steve thinks so.

(GROANS) You alright?

Yeah, I just can't wake up. I must've slept on my arm.

Here.

Nice catch, Declan. (LAUGHS)

Make sure you call those numbers. They're good people.

I feel so scared.

Whatever decision you make is OK.

Just make it your own.

Not too late?

(CLEARS THROAT) I brought my car. I thought we could grab your stuff.

Head back to my place.

Really? Yeah, if you want to.

I'm sorry for running off.

That's not gonna solve anything.

But we will. Somehow.

Together.

I need you. I don't have anybody else.

I won't let you down again. Promise.

Do I get the feeling that young girl has you to thank for that?

Said a couple of things. It was Lee's decision.

Well, everyone needs someone on their side, right?

I'm sorry I didn't explain to you why I asked you to move out.

Told me. You told me to move out.

I apologise.

But you have to know, it wasn't about you.

So what was it about?

Debra's your mother

and I couldn't see you wanting anything to do with her

as long as you were living with me.

So you were matchmaking? Well, why didn't you say?

Because you would've argued instead of agreeing with me.

I would not have argued. Mm-hm?

You can't run away from your mother.

But, look, why don't you come back home

till you find somewhere else?

Give yourself more time?

You ready to go?

That was quick.

I better give him a hand. Mmm.

But thank you.

Cheers, mate.

Oh! Have you seen Dr Ajanovic? A straight answer.

No. But now it's my turn for a straight answer.

What is going on with Barry?

He's all changed but now you've told him to wait.

I thought we were getting rid of him.

Guess we really are now.

OK, Barry, I suppose it's time to...

Oh, sorry. All good?

We would be if we could get some privacy.

Right.

Look's like Terri's gonna need a shoulder reconstruction,

but she should pull through OK.

Great news. Oh, just before you head off.

Um, have you noticed anything, er...

..I dunno, strange about Declan today?

Such as?

Well, um, extreme difficulty waking up, the pain in his arm.

Just pins and needles.

Or there's the water bottle.

I mean, he couldn't grip it. It was as if he just lost control.

So he fumbled a catch. Big deal.

No, I'm serious, Jo.

He can't explain an accident that left someone in a wheelchair.

All he can say is that his hands froze.

So...

So if someone came to me with the symptoms I saw today,

then I'd strongly recommend

the possibility of a neurological disorder.

Like what?

Any one of a number of things.

Parkinson's, MS.

I know it's not what you wanna hear

but he really needs to get himself checked out.

Oh, you're still here. We just finished.

So... you were right.

It feels... better. Hmm.

Barry wants to write a feature about it.

Well, you don't have to agree to that.

I know but I said yes.

Might even help some people.

Oh, well, that's great news.

And I want to thank you

with a nice dinner.

Right now. So, um, get your coat.

I won't take no for an answer.

Well, I'm afraid you may have to because this work is not gonna wait.

Then I'm going to take a leaf out of your book and insist.

Life is more important than work. No?

And when was the last time you were taken out to dinner?

Katerina, we can't do that sort of thing.

Not while I'm your supervisor. It's only dinner.

I mean, I'm not suggesting marriage! Oh! Sorry! Well, no, of course not.

Yep. But, er, still...

Er, no. Er, thanks. Thank you.

Alright.

But, um, it's a standing offer so let me know if you change your mind.