Original subtitles

Bloody hell. Get out of it.

It was an accident.

He did it deliberately.

He's a child. They spill things.

Come on. We're going. Get up.

What?! You have no idea, do you?

Come on, Max.

Dad! How you doin, eh?

Look what I got for you.

Wow!

Am I on time? Yep.

Dad got me a basketball.

If you deny them their father,

you're a complete BITCH!

It won't happen again.

No, it won't happen again or you're out.

Stop it! Ah!

I'll kill ya!

(inarticulate cries)

Well, this is a familiar scene between us, isn't it?

What, me acting like a child and you acting like my mother?

CROWD CLAMOURS LOUDLY

SIREN WAILS

CROWD CONTINUES TO SHOUT

Excuse me. Excuse me...

Oh, man.

Hey, I'm Scott from the ambulance service.

Can you tell me your name?

You're an animal!

Let's get his legs together and keep pressure on that.

We have back up coming. Just get him out of here.

Okay, scoop and run.

Let's go.

It's alright, mate, we'll get you into the ambulance.

Nearly there.

Watch your legs.

OVERLAPPING SHOUTING

DRAMATIC MUSIC

We need to cannulate him first.

Get some fluids into him.

CRASH OUTSIDE

Get that line in.

Yep.

GLASS SHATTERS (moans)

Alright, buddy, take it easy.

SHOUTING GETS MORE ORGANISED

(grunts)

CROWD WHOOPS AND ROARS

Put the line in, Alex. Now! Yeah.

SHOUTING CONTINUES

Come on, Alex. Shit!

Here, give me that.

Just get us out of here quick.

CROWD CONTINUES TO SHOUT

SIREN STARTS UP

DRAMATIC THEME MUSIC

First name Grant. Surname unknown.

Penetrating injuries to the groin,

lacerations to the scrotum and surrounding areas.

He's had damage to the femoral artery, large blood loss.

Superficial lacerations to the arms and hands.

His heart rate's 126. BP's 100 over 55.

O-2 sats, 96 percent.

He lost consciousness en route.

ALL: Three.

Grant?

Grant, can you hear me?

Pupils equal and reacting.

How'd this happen?

Courtesy of the neighbours.

We had to scoop and run.

Need some pressure here.

Scrotum looks perfused.

I doubt there's devascularising injury,

but let's get him to theatre.

Rosali??, a hand here?

Rosali!

Alright, let's go.

I wonder who called the cops.

Does it matter?

Would've taken guts to stand up to that lot

and say what they were doing wasn't right.

He could've hid behind a curtain and made the call.

Well, they have to live there.

They nearly killed the bloke.

Did you check the tyres for punctures?

Yeah.

Maybe he would've been better off.

Why?

Maybe everyone would've been better off.

Nobody needs an animal like that running around molesting their kids.

RADIO: Operations 978, are you clear?

978, we're clear.

We have a single car MVA, multiple casualties...

HEART MONITOR BEEPS

VINCENT: What's going on?

Thanks, Julie. I just can't do it.

I've asked Julie Hewitt to take over for me.

She's scrubbing up now.

The patient's prepped.

He's a paedophile.

He's just been released. It was in the paper.

He's a patient.

I'm not doing it.

Rosalee, this man's losing blood and we're losing time.

No, let's get on with it.

I'm sorry, I've got kids.

TERRI: I don't think Sterling's up to it.

He's rostered on to room one.

If we change now, it'll be a blow to his confidence.

Look, the way to go is we throw him into the deep end.

He needs to prove himself.

I think it's too much of a risk.

He's a good nurse. He knows what he's doing.

Yeah, but he's a mess.

He needs an opportunity for a win??

(sighs) And you're confident that he can, are you?

Well, he nursed that guy in the wheelchair

who set off the bomb blast. Remember?

Without any bias.

Yeah, I suppose.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Um, you wanted to see me?

Yeah, um...

I've got a challenge for you.

VINCENT: Holding up the operation

put the patient's life at risk.

What about the kids' lives he's ruined?

I'm not allowed to...

We have a duty of care.

No law says I have to assist in any operation.

No, but an ethical obligation... To what?

To fix him up so he can go out and abuse another child?

Where do you draw the line?

What about murderers? Would you nurse them?

It's not the same.

Child murderers? What's the age cutoff?

If the victim is over 16 is it better?

That man took ten year old girls,

some as young as seven or eight,

and he had sex with them.

Of course it's repulsive,

but it's irrelevant in your job as a nurse.

And if it was your daughter?

I'd do my job.

Okay, let's see.

Routine post-op care, IV antibiotics, intra-op.

Yeah? Got it.

Room one.

Any problems, back to me.

I couldn't be reasonable.

Thinking about looking after him gives me the creeps.

You've probably nursed hundreds of them and didn't even know it.

I know about this one.

So...

..is it true what happened?

You know...about-about his penis?

He was assaulted, yeah.

So who did it? One of the children's fathers?

Ah, don't really know.

Imagine having a child molester on your street.

He's here now, gotta look after him.

Reporters downstairs.

I thought I'd talk to our esteemed head of security

about arrangements for the ward.

Try to be nice.

MAX: Can we go to the movies?

Not today.

Why not?

Because we have to clean up the flat, Max, it's a pigsty.

Bo-ring.

I know, but it has to be done.

Can I ring Dad?

We can't interrupt him at work.

What you can do is when you're finished, clean up your room.

But I'm on holidays.

Excuse me?

It's a pupil free day, not days.

You go back to school tomorrow.

Luke's coming around at lunchtime.

He's bringing us a treat.

What sort of treat?

It's a surprise.

(kicks cupboards) Stop that!

Can Dad come? No.

Why not?

Because there's only enough for three of us.

Don't you like Dad?

Sure, I like him.

Then why can't he come?

Puke can bring more food, can't he?

I said no, and I also said not to call him that!

Now, if don't want to help, go and watch a video,

or read a book or something.

SCOTT: Ann Renshaw, 35, MVA, car versus pole.

Blunt trauma to the chest, possible left fractured ribs,

and abrasions to the face and right arm.

(muffled) Brooke and Natalie?

Mum? (screams) Nat!

Ann, she's alright. Mummy!

She broke her arm but she'll be fine.

We need to take a look at you.

Mum, it hurts!

It's okay, sweetie, I'm here.

Ann, do you have any pain?

Where's my baby, where's Brookie?

Where's Brooke? Right behind us.

(groans)

Nat, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Big breath on your whistle. That's the way.

Ann, you need to tell me about the pain.

(It's here when I breathe in.

Where's my baby?

As soon as I know, I'll let you know, okay?

What have we got?

Pain on inspiration, trauma left ribs.

I'll get a chest x-ray.

Another one in transit. Okay

They stuck a camera in my face and asked if I was the one

who saved the paedophile's genitals.

Be good if security was on top of this.

We're on heightened alert.

No access without Admin approval.

Room one, is it?

Yeah, thanks.

Hi, Von.

Robert?

Well, well, well.

You're back?

Yep. Just doing the odd casual shift.

So, how have you been?

Gave up the cigarettes.

Cut back on the coffee

and the tea cake.

(sighs) I'm depressed as hell.

Thanks for asking.

I shouldn't have been going so fast.

It's not your fault.

I shouldn't have been yelling at Brooke.

How is she?

Unconscious at the scene, came to briefly in the ambulance.

Brooke? Brooke, can you hear me?

No obvious injuries, obs stable.

Could just be concussion.

Can her mum see her?

Not yet. I just want to get a CT.

Okay.

Is she alright?

She's unconscious at the moment. Unconscious?

But she's been awake, so that's a good sign.

So they're going to take her for a scan.

And in the meantime, I need to do your x-rays.

No, I'm not leaving her.

What if she wakes up and I'm not here?

I'll tell you what.

I'll arrange to have you all put in the same room.

How does that sound?

We'll take good care of her.

I promise.

MACHINE BEEPS

Hello? Can you hear me?

Hello?

My name's Sterlo.

I'll just fix this sheet for you.

No, it's okay, you're in hospital.

I'm just trying to make this bed more comfortable for you.

Your mouth's probably a bit dry

after the anaesthetic from the operation,

so I'll get you some ice to suck.

Can you tell me your name, please?

You already know it.

I'd still like you to tell me.

Grant Jenkins.

Do you know why you're here, Grant?

Do you know why you are?

(scoffs) Because I work here.

Don't they like you or something?

Put you on me.

What did you say your name was?

Sterlo.

I won't bite you.

Give us a hand to sit up, Sterlo?

Just pop your head up.

(groans)

Pain? What do you reckon?

Do you know what happened to you?

A bit hard to forget.

Okay, the, um...

..doctor's gonna be here soon.

He was very happy with the way the operation went.

Your scrotum was cut,

but your testes are undamaged.

You've lost a bit of blood,

so you'll probably feel weak for a while.

So it's all still there?

Yeah.

Then we have a problem.

What's that?

This thing between my legs, I want it taken off.

DRAMATIC MUSIC

We excised the scrotum, revealing the testes.

Some surrounding tissue was also removed,

but not the scrotum itself.

What about the penis?

It's not affected.

Then that's not what I want.

That's taking away the bullet and leaving the gun.

Grant, you've been through a very traumatic experience.

It'll be some time before...

Look, it's a job half done and I want you to finish it.

What I'm saying is, it's not that simple.

Before we even consider the procedure

there are extensive psychiatric...

How long? A week, two weeks?

It could take years, if it's approved at all.

What?!

You need to be very sure...

I am sure.

We have to be sure you're sure and that takes time.

Look, frankly it's too soon to be discussing it anyway.

The most important thing...

Too soon?

I've had eight years locked up in a cage to think about it.

I've had 30 odd years of being punished for a disease,

that if it was any other you'd be cutting it out right now.

I know what I want

and you're the only hope I've got.

I'll get the psychiatrist to come down and talk to him.

Yeah, okay.

In the meantime, keep an eye on him.

He's pretty agitated. Yeah.

REGINA: Sterlo?

What's he like? The offender?

He doesn't have horns and a tail if that's what you're asking.

No, it isn't.

He wants us to castrate him.

Oh, great!

Like we have nothing better to do

than spend more time and resources on his genitals.

His neighbour dragged him outside

and tried to cut his dick off.

If that'd happened ...

But it didn't, did it?

It happened to him.

Oh!

Have you got a room ready for the Renshaws?

No, give me five.

Can you move Mrs Jacobs and Mrs Stathis from room four?

We have a mother and two daughters coming up.

Ah, we're bringing children up here?

We're keeping a family together.

If we all do our jobs it won't be a problem.

NEWSREADER: ..continues to sweep the area,

destroying plants and wildlife.

Fire fighters are trying to save what's left.

Some families have lost everything,

while others refuse to leave.

A 75 year old man trying to protect his home from the flames

was severely injured earlier...

TV FALLS SILENT

I was watching that.

I said a video.

But there's a big fire on it.

You shouldn't spend the day in front of the TV, anyway.

I want to ring Dad. I said no.

You don't want me to talk to him because of Lukey wukey.

VACUUM CLEANER BLASTS

There. That better?

Hey, Ann. How are you feeling?

Oh, a bit tired.

Well, you can get some rest now.

I'll get you a chair.

(muffled cry) Mum?

Brookie?

It's alright, I'll get it.

There you go. Can you see?

Your mum's just over there.

Hello, baby. I'm here.

There she is.

My name's Terri, and you're in hospital.

You've got a bit of a bump to your head, but you'll be fine.

How are you feeling?

(muffled) It hurts.

Yeah? How many fingers am I holding up, sweetie?

Three. That's a good girl.

Here we go.

Terri, BP's 100 over 60.

Is that bad?

What's wrong?

Nothing to worry about.

When was the last set of obs?

About 15 minutes ago in Emergency.

Mum, what's going on?

Nothing for you to worry about.

Can you get a cardiac monitor and page Charlotte, please.

Ann, your BP is a little bit low,

but these machines play up all the time, so it's nothing to worry about.

Von?

Need a chair.

Feel like a shag on a rock here.

Try the utility room, hey.

Ta.

Do you know Rocket well?

He used to work here, so I know him.

Now he's back. End of story.

What did people think of him when he was here?

No idea.

I actually think he's a little bit bossy.

He's a security guard.

Nelson?

Grant Jenkins wants to see a religious counsellor,

but admin said no to visitors.

Run it by Terri. I'm sure it will be okay.

Okay.

What's your religious background?

I was brought up Catholic,

but it doesn't really matter.

Okay, I'll see what I can do.

That cross around your neck...decoration?

Or it actually means something to you?

Ah, it means something to me.

There was a priest in jail.

Good bloke.

He used to say that God was a good bloke.

And he was sure that he wouldn't punish us,

as long as we asked for forgiveness.

Do you think that's possible for me?

I reckon that's possible for everyone.

What if I go out and do it all over again?

It's like one side of my brain is telling me

that I'm scum for even thinking about it,

The other side of it keeps telling me that I love those little girls.

And I really do.

That's the side that usually wins.

Then I feel like shit for what I've done,

because everyone tells me that it's wrong.

It only feels wrong when it's too late.

Grant...

I know where the sin and temptation lies in me,

(teary) and I want it taken away.

You have to explain to them that I'm a special case.

Help me.

DARK MUSIC

I'll do what I can.

Alright?

MACHINE BEEPS

Bright different colours.

Come on, surprise me.

(muffled groans)

BP's dropped. 90 over 50.

Ann, could I just take a look at your abdomen?

(moans)

Okay, let the doctor examine Mum.

There's a really big bruise, Mum.

(cries in pain)

A little bit tender.

Okay. I'm sorry.

(cries in pain)

Okay, when you say tender...

(moans) It's just uncomfortable.

Okay, 500 ml of gelofusine.

Just run it straight through. I'll get it.

Can I get a portable monitor, please?

What is it? What's wrong?

Everything's fine.

Come on, Brooke, do you need a bit of help here?

Here you go.

Ann, you've obviously sustained a blunt abdominal trauma,

but most people complain of pain.

MONITOR ALARM BEEPS Ann? Ann!

Stay with us.

SOPHIA: Abdo CT?

Get a theatre on standby.

It may be a ruptured liver or spleen.

VACUUM CLEANER BLASTS

VACUUM CLEANER SHUTS OFF

OMINOUS MUSIC

Max?

(sniffs) Max?

Where are you?

Max?

FLAMES ROAR

Max!

All this stuff about controlled burns and safety zones.

Where do you think he got that from?

Who else, Michael?

He poured metho on it for heaven's sake!

I was safe. I had water.

Michael is not happy with you either, so get back in there!

He could've really hurt himself.

You need to talk to him, okay?

What, now?

Yeah, okay.

But he needs to receive a really clear message, okay?

Is he coming over?

Keep scrubbing.

What's going on?

Look, I'm not a child.

No-one's trying to hide anything from you.

At the moment the truth is, we're not sure what's going on.

So where are you taking her?

For tests? What?

Please, just tell me.

Your mum could be bleeding internally.

They want to operate to find out what the story is.

And if she is?

Bleeding, I mean.

That's really bad, right?

It can be.

But let's not worry about it until we know.

Natalie, is there anyone we should call for you?

Could be a while till your mum's out of theatre.

I can handle it.

Got any pain?

Does it bloody matter?

No-one's interested in helping me out.

No, that's not true.

You know, agreeing to the procedure is a complicated decision.

That's insane. It's easy to decide to

lock me up in a place where I'm constantly bashed.

But when it's a possible solution...

Possible. Possible. That's the important word.

You might still offend in other ways.

No, I don't do that.

The cops know I've always been a genitally centred offender.

Look, you really need to wait.

Go through the process if you're serious.

Listen to yourself.

That's just public service bullshit.

Look at me.

I'm a human being.

Would you look at me?

All you see is the filthy pervert who'd do your little sister.

You're my patient. That's as far as it goes.

So you don't mind what I do to kids?

No, I didn't say that.

But you don't care if I keep doing it.

Of course I care.

EVIL MUSIC

You ever held a little girl in your arms, Sterlo?

Really held one.

They smell like angels.

All fresh, and their skin is soft...

Okay, that's enough.

One day you'll have a kid, Sterlo, and who knows?

Someone like me might just come looking for her.

What then?

I'd kill you.

MUSIC INTENSIFIES

Honesty at last.

Let's just drop it, alright?

That's the problem. I can't just drop it.

I live it, mate. Every bloody day!

Sophia, this is Steven Renshaw, Ann's husband.

I'm sorry I couldn't get here any earlier.

When they rang, I was in the mountains on a seminar.

So you know Ann's in theatre?

Yeah, Dr Beaumont told me.

Any word from them?

Ruptured hepatic lobe. So the kids...

Steven prefers not to tell the kids anything at this stage.

Natalie knows Ann's in theatre. It's probably...

The girls have had a lot on their plate lately,

I'd rather do it my way. Of course.

So where are they?

Straight through there. Room four.

How can we not tell Natalie?

He's their father. It's his call.

DISTANT YELLING

NATALIE: Get out! What are you doing here?

STEVEN: Stop it, Natalie.

BROOKE: Daddy? Daddy?

Brooke, I need you to stay in bed.

Daddy, Mum's sick.

I know, sweetie. I know.

Don't you touch her!

Natalie, it's alright.

Stop being silly. What's going on?

He's not allowed to come near us!

I just want to talk.

There's an AVO, he can't come within 50 m of us.

Stop lying!

Doesn't know what she's on about. Natalie, shut up!

Call the police!

Enough! Get out!

Natalie! Get him out!

Get him out of here!

If we could have a word outside.

It's alright. Daddy, don't go.

I hate you!

(retches)

Okay, is there an AVO in place? No.

Then why would your daughter say there was?

Look, we've had problems, okay?

And yes, there was an AVO, but Ann withdrew it.

It was a mistake.

I didn't even know Nat knew about it.

Now, can I go, please?

You need to understand that your children are under my care.

They are my kids.

Brooke's sick and her mother is in surgery.

If they're on my ward, I'm responsible for their welfare.

Right, so where there's smoke, there's fire?

Why don't you take a walk and give me a chance...

There is no AVO. I need to be with my girls!

I need to understand the situation before I can let you back in.

What if I refuse and go to the girls anyway?

I'll have to get security to escort you from the ward.

Mr Renshaw?!

Sorry.

Um, Charlotte wants you in room four.

BROOKE: Liar!

You weren't there and you're too stupid to work it out!

Alright girls, this isn't helping.

I want my dad.

He hurt Mum.

He did not!

He did, Brooke.

Alright, that's enough.

Natalie, I want to have a word with you, okay?

She doesn't understand. She wasn't there.

I want my dad.

Charlotte? Yeah, I'm coming.

Could you finish her obs?

Always yelling at me.

I HATE her.

She's your sister.

You're allowed to.

He's lying.

Are you sure your mother didn't withdraw the AVO

without telling you?

No, I was there, I saw what happened.

She told me she'd get an AVO and she did.

She never took it back.

Why don't you tell us what happened?

He broke in and smashed all these things.

Windows, glass...

Mum was crying, he was yelling.

Did he hit you or your mum?

Was going to.

Is that when she rang the police?

That's how we got the AVO.

Okay. Thanks, Natalie.

Oh, Natalie? Cut your sister some slack.

She's not well, okay?

Tricky.

Why? You heard her. He was smashing things.

She's scared to death of him.

We have conflicting stories. Brooke disagrees.

It's easy to get the story wrong when you weren't there.

He just wants to see them, Terri.

Uh...I tell you what we'll do.

I'll check out the situation with the AVO.

In the meantime just keep the father out of the room. Okay?

Yeah.

Max, I know what I'm doing.

I've been trained to work with fire.

What if the metho had got on your clothes or the towels?

Or if the flame went up into the bottle?

Then BANG, it's all over you.

But I splashed it on really carefully.

Max, you weren't careful.

You were lucky.

Very lucky.

Could it really have exploded?

Yeah.

The fact is, Max, it does happen.

And once is enough.

DOOR BELL RINGS

What he's saying is that it was a stupid idea.

Luke. Hey.

Hi.

Sorry, I'm late.

Ah, family crisis.

Oh, right.

Max lit a fire in the bathroom.

He's obsessed with fire fighting

and Michael's come over to talk to him about it.

TENSE MUSIC

Okay, well, um...

..I'll leave you to it.

No, no, stay.

No, I-I'll go.

Here, Chinese.

See you, Max.

Bye.

DISTANT SIRENS

Mr Renshaw?

Hi, I've been looking for you

Your wife's nearly out of theatre.

She's fine, you should be able to see her soon.

And what about the kids?

I verified the withdrawal of the AVO.

I'm sorry I had to keep you out of the room.

Yeah, well, it was pretty unfair.

Yes, it was.

I'm sorry.

I go off, okay?

I lose my temper and...

then I cool down.

Do you ever act out physically?

Never.

Never hit anyone.

Never in my life.

Ann's the same.

Couple of volcanoes, the both of us.

That's why we could never live together.

Are you divorced?

Not yet.

We've been... "friendly lodgers" for years.

Fooled Brookie.

Your mother did withdraw the AVO.

Did you know that, Natalie?

You did, didn't you?

I just couldn't handle them fighting anymore.

I don't like him anyway.

Do you think it was wrong telling us that today?

You should talk to him.

No, he just left.

He walked out on us.

The reason he didn't get along with Mum

is because he always had other women.

Okay.

I'll leave you to it.

Any clearer what's going on? A little.

We just have to keep it hosed down and stay out of the way.

I wasn't wrong. Neither was I.

What are you doing here?

I feel terrible about brushing you off before.

So the whole family crisis is over, is it?

I'm sorry.

Yeah, I know.

Paula, we can't keep doing this.

Doing what?

You're trying to make Michael happy,

Max happy, me happy.

It isn't working.

Max is infatuated with him, that's all.

Well, maybe you're a little infatuated too.

With Michael?

With the whole happy families fantasy.

No.

You have to figure out exactly what you want.

I want you.

Have you got the divorce papers?

Yes.

Are they signed?

Look, I'm gonna back off for a little while

and let you sort things out, okay?

Don't back off.

We can sort this out together.

Are you a footy fan, Sterlo?

Yeah.

Me, too.

It's in the blood.

Whole family of boys.

We all played in the juniors since the under sixes.

When'd you stop?

When I was seventeen.

Just after the first time I got into trouble.

Corrective Services.

Hi there.

Grant's a client of ours.

How are you, Grant?

Can we have a word?

My name's Damian.

This morning must have been very traumatic.

Mission accomplished, hey?

Isn't that the idea of letting everyone know who I am,

before you even open the cell door.

You served eight out of ten, right?

Do you think you were rehabilitated in that time?

What do you reckon?

You had therapy and counselling at the tax payer's expense, didn't you?

Where're you from?

Surely you learnt something.

Can I see some ID? Did you learn anything?

Where's the camera?

Your victims'd be teenagers now.

What would you say to them?

You want your sound bite, you've got it, you bastard.

I loved every one of them.

And I still do.

Get out. Yeah, keep your shirt on.

Go on, OUT!

One more hand on me, you'll go for assault!

Get the hell out!

Has anyone seen Rocket?! No.

What's going on?

He's a bloody journo.

Public Hospital, wZe have a duty to the public.

Come on. You are scum!

How does it feel to be holding the paedophile's hand?

Get the hell out of here. Sterlo...

Just tune in at 6.30.

We've been talking to his neighbours.

Hey, hey!

TENSE MUSIC

(ragged breathing)

DISTURBING MUSIC

MACHINE BEEPS

Hey, angel.

Hi.

What happened?

Was there a fight?

Yeah.

Silly people.

That's a nice gown.

What are those, little animals?

Kittens.

Can I see?

MUSIC INTENSIFIES

It's okay.

I won't bite.

What's your name?

Brooke.

Brooke.

That's a nice name, Brooke.

There you are!

(shaky) You shouldn't be out of bed.

I had to go to the toilet.

Bye.

SINISTER MUSIC

MUSIC GETS DARKER

MACHINE BEEPS

What the hell happened to that idiot security guy?

He didn't check, he didn't ask any questions.

He still hasn't...

TENSE MUSIC

Grant?

Grant, are you okay?

Get Vincent.

Come on, move it. We need some help here.

(groans)

ALARM BLARES

It's alright, mate. You're gonna be okay.

ALARM CONTINUES

Go.

It's alright, Grant.

DISTANT SIRENS

TELEVISION NOISE IN BACKGROUND

DOOR BELL RINGS

Hi.

Hi.

Ah, just thought I'd call in

and make sure I got the message through to Max today.

Yeah, he's in the bath.

Um, I can take it from here.

Look, I've been thinking.

Maybe as I've been trying to build this relationship with Max,

I haven't said no enough.

Tried to stay popular instead. You know?

Maybe.

Today felt good.

I felt for the first time I was getting through to him,

as his father rather than his mate.

We had a big talk after you left.

About what's gonna happen now.

Look, you shouldn't have said anything.

Don't panic. It's no biggie.

Just thought maybe we could go grab some dinner.

Just the three of us.

Yeah, I'm sorry, not tonight.

Some other time?

TENSE MUSIC

Paula...

You should go.

Yeah.

We couldn't save the testes.

One of them was severed, the other was too damaged,

With all the blood loss he's lucky he's still alive.

Tough way to get what you want, hey?

Will he be back? Up here, I mean.

He's in ICU and then he'll be transferred to the psych ward.

Well, I, for one am glad he's not coming back.

Out of sight, out of mind.

You wouldn't be so sympathetic

if you'd seen the way he was looking at Brooke Renshaw.

I'm not sympathetic.

NELSON: How the hell did that journo get up here?

RODNEY: False ID. Who could tell?

You could've checked, Rocket. It's your job.

Nelson, can I see you in my office for a second?

PHONE RINGS

REGINA: Ward 17, Regina speaking.

So where did you get to?

Well, I thought he was in the custody of Corrective Services,

so I took a break.

Everyone's entitled to a break, right?

You knew he was a journalist, didn't you?

What'd he do, slip you a couple of hundred bucks?

Okay.

How long am I gonna be here for?

The drain will come out in a couple of days,

then we'll get you home.

Brooke?

Brooke's just here for observation.

She could probably go home in the morning if all goes well.

The kids can stay at my place.

I'll be alright on my own.

Maybe you could ask your mum to come and stay with them, Steve.

Just for a few days.

Or you could come home, Dad.

Please?

Come on, love. It's alright.

Come home!

If you need anything, Ann, just buzz.

Thank you.

How did the scissors end up in the room?

I was chasing the journo out.

I must've, um...put them down.

I don't know.

I'm...I'm sorry.

Well, no-one's blaming you. It's not your fault.

But there'll be an investigation

and you'll have to fill out an incident report.

Sterling?

Yeah, okay. Yeah.

I screwed up.

Yeah...

So put another black mark against my name and let me go have a beer.

Don't be like that.

It was a difficult situation.

You handled it really well. It was unavoidable.

Yeah. Yeah, right.

What you should be thinking about

is why you froze when we found him.

Yeah, you're right.

Hey, are you alright?

Yeah! Yeah.

Are you sure? Absolutely.

Yep. I'm just overreacting.

(sighs)

Oh, God, I need to do something.

Any beds to be made up?

Room two.

I'm gonna do it.

FRAUGHT MUSIC

LOCKER RATTLES

(sobs)

Von just had an interesting talk with our super double-agent Rocket.

Apparently, admin approved the visit to Grant Jenkins.

Nice of them to let a journalist in.

Well, why would they do that?

Rocket says that the current affairs show paid for the story

and promised to do a hard luck piece on the hospital too.

(laughs)

They'll have no shortage of material, will they?

(laughs)

Sorry, I guess I shouldn't have thrown Sterlo onto this one.

Don't you start feeling sorry for yourself as well.

Well, I wasn't. I was APOLOGISING.

Just for that...

..you can make the bed on your own.

Thank you very much.