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Previously on All Saints...

You're seriously telling me Regina shouldn't be fired?

Well, I'm not going to give him the satisfaction

of getting you to come in here and sack me, Terri.

I'm gonna resign.

HEAVY BREATHING

(sobs) I'm pregnant.

Beaumont, were you planning on leaving

before you updated this patient's file?

I'll do it now.

Should've been done 10 minutes ago. You're holding up transfer.

We need the bed.

Okay.

Charlotte?

What are you waiting for?

What do you mean?

Well, you've lost interest in emergency medicine.

I assume you have other plans.

Plastics, perhaps? I am interested, Frank.

Then why haven't you applied for the position in the training program?

It's a big decision.

Listen, mate, I've got six young registrars

falling over themselves to get into this department.

I'd be very sorry to lose you,

but this half-hearted attitude simply won't cut it.

So if you are interested, would you apply by the end of tomorrow?

If you're not interested, get out of my emergency department.

THEME MUSIC

THUNDER RUMBLES

Where's Beaumont? She should've been here at 7:00.

She rang in. She's running late.

That'd be right.

(American accent) Another night on the tiles, starring Dr Beaumont.

She worked late last night.

I bet you $50 she comes in looking queasy again.

What happened?

Don't know. He was just lying there.

We need space.

He could've had a heart attack while he was jogging.

Mate, can you hear me?

Can you open your eyes for me?

Minimal respiratory effort.

There's a pulse. It's faint, but it's there.

Let's get him over, tube him and get the monitor on him.

Maybe someone tried to mug him for his shoes and then left him.

Maybe he just took 'em off.

Well, that's dumb.

Why would he take his shoes off when it's raining?

Maybe he's dumb.

Maybe his feet hurt.

Yeah, well, my bet's on a mugging. Hmm.

I bet you first two rounds at the pub tonight.

I'm already in trouble for going to the pub too much after work.

Yeah?

SIREN WAILS

Unknown male found unconscious in Langcock park, intubated on site.

Unknown mechanism of injury. He may have been jogging.

He had a pair of trainers with him. Emphasis on 'with' him.

They weren't on his feet.

You're not gonna let go. Nah.

Where were they? On the ground beside him.

One, two, three.

Okay, mate. Can you hear me? You're in All Saints Emergency.

Jess, we're gonna need a mobile chest, thanks.

Yeah, I've got it. Alright.

Mate, open your eyes if you can hear me.

Open your eyes if you can.

No-one home.

(sighs)

Peripherally cyanosed.

Actually, all his extremities are a bit cold and mottled.

He must've been in the rain a while.

Got any idea? Um, actually, no.

Jess, can you get bloods, coags, FBCs and UECs.

Terri, can you organise a time for a head CT scan?

Yep.

Is Jill blaming me for leading you astray at the pub?

No.

She must be.

Well, she isn't.

I don't even talk to her about you - oh, hardly anyway.

So she's the jealous type, is she?

No, she isn't. If you don't mind I'd rather not talk about her to you.

Now, I'm hungry. Shall we eat?

Yeah, sure.

Reg! Hello, long time no see.

Yeah, I'm...I'm, uh... Do you know if Terri's in today?

Yeah, she's here. How are you?

I'm good, thanks, yes.

Enjoying your break, then?

Yes, I'm just, uh... Yep, Good to see you.

You too.

What a fruit bat!

Shut up! Reg is lovely.

She's much better than that bimbo we've had around here lately.

Oh, yeah, you mean the one with the big...hands.

Ooh!

Curtis, this bloody vending machine's

eaten the last of my change.

What are we doing about it?

What are we doing about the permanent ward clerk, Frank?

Mate, once we get one of those,

she can call the company and you can get your money back.

You know what, Ruth, I think you've fractured your ankle.

Serves me right, running for the bus in the rain.

I reckon if you're running anywhere at 80, you're doing okay!

Excuse me.

Reg? Hi, Nelson.

I would've gone to another window but there's no ward clerk there.

Oh, yes, you know, she's casual. You know what they're like.

Oh, so she's allowed to leave her post without Frank bellowing at her.

It's okay, Nelson, I'm sure she has a lovely figure.

Well, is there something I can help you with?

I wanna see Terri.

Okay, she knows what it's about? No, Nelson.

That's why I'm here - to tell her what it's about.

I don't mind waiting.

So what happened to your arm, Corinne?

Oh, she's done it to herself. God help us.

It's best if Corinne tries to answer my questions, Mr Farmer.

Just up here.

Well, she won't say. She doesn't talk much.

I'm gonna take this towel off

so Dr Hughes can have a look at your arm.

Hi, Corinne.

Oh, gee, that looks a bit nasty.

How did you get these?

Corinne, can you tell Dr Hughes how you got these cuts on your arm?

I don't know what's wrong with her. I'm tearing my hair out.

Corinne?

Look, let's get this arm fixed up first.

We'll worry about the rest later.

MAN: Hey, Charlotte.

Hey, Ben.

What's happening with the job?

Are they putting any pressure on you?

It's funny you should say that.

No, it's just the same with me over in Neurology.

It's that time of year.

I'm not exactly in a position to throw myself

into the emergency medicine training program right now, so...

So what are you gonna do?

Well, I'm starting to wonder whether I should just opt out.

There are worse things than general practice, Charlotte.

At least you have control over your hours,

which, if you're planning any sort of a life, would be a good thing.

Except I never saw myself as a GP.

Emergency medicine isn't that different.

It's just general practice on speed.

You were the one that said general practice was for losers.

Yeah, well, I'm older and wiser now.

I don't know, four years on a training program -

why put yourself through all that pain if you're not sure?

Maybe you've got a point.

See ya.

See ya, Charlotte. Give 'em heaps.

Spectacularly late again, I see!

Morning, Frank.

Another example of your dedication to Emergency, Charlotte.

Terri, what's Regina doing here?

Just listen to what she has to say. We don't have to respond.

In fact, it's probably better if we don't.

How is Von's sister?

I haven't heard from Von for a while,

but I don't think Anne's doing that well.

As you'd expect from a woman dying of cancer.

Can we get on with it? What's this meeting for?

It won't take long.

Good. Frank.

(clears throat) I've been speaking to Human Resources

and they'll be in touch with you later today

to tell you about my decision, but I wanted to warn you about it

because that's the kind of decent person I am.

(scoffs)

I'm making an unfair dismissal claim.

You weren't bloody dismissed. You resigned, you dozy woman.

According to hospital policy,

a forced resignation counts as unfair dismissal,

and that is what it was.

Okay, so you feel you were forced to resign?

You made it very clear to me that Dr Campion didn't want me here

and inferred the only solution was for me to resign.

Now, I see that very differently now.

That's part of the problem. You see everything differently.

You may not like me, Frank,

but you cannot prove I did anything wrong on that day.

I'm a good worker and I'm a hard worker and I deserved better.

Okay, look, Regina, you have a right to...

No, Terri, you cannot talk me out of it.

I'm gonna fight this all the way.

You'll hear from my union representative later today.

'Bye.

Well, that was fun.

Well, Frank, we have to discuss it. Frank!

He had a sudden loss of consciousness

but am querying the primary cause was cardiac-related, an AMI maybe,

but I don't really know.

He's beginning to rouse a bit now.

While you're looking at the cardio and neuro,

what other options haven't we covered?

Well, the signs are...

Let's check him out thoroughly before rushing a diagnosis.

Have you log-rolled him?

No. Let's do it.

Right, everyone set? On three.

One, two, three.

(whistles) Wow!

Read about this, didn't think I'd ever see it.

What is it?

Lightning strike.

He's been struck by lightning.

How long has she been withdrawn like this?

It's grown worse over this last month or so,

but she hasn't really been right since Penny died.

She took it pretty hard, as you'd expect.

Penny? My wife.

Corinne was 10.

I've got two little boys as well.

Was she trying to kill herself?

Well, the lacerations seem largely superficial

so that would suggest that she wasn't,

but we'll treat her as a suicide risk.

Why would she do something like that?

Well, Dave...um, teenagers can begin to self-mutilate

for all sorts of reasons.

Often it's a coping device.

Adolescence is very a difficult time.

Causing yourself physical pain can draw people's attention

to your emotional pain.

It's just a way of bringing attention to yourself

if you can't talk about it.

Yeah, so, look, I'd like to organise a psychiatrist to come down

and have a word with both you and Corinne.

Do a urinalysis for myoglobinuria.

Yeah. Head CT, full trauma series.

Should've picked it up.

There was all that rain and thunder this morning. He was found...

You didn't see it 'cause you weren't looking at the whole patient!

I've told you about looking at the big picture,

not just the bit that's in front of you.

Um, could you come to Triage, query a fractured tibia.

Yep, love to.

I know, I'm a bitch.

(sighs)

Look, Charlotte, swinging moods are to be expected when you're pregnant.

You've just gotta... you've gotta take it easy.

I wish I could. I just feel like crap.

Is that why you were late this morning?

Morning sickness?

Physically I'm fine.

I just...I couldn't put my clothes on.

I can see that. Look at you.

You've got your buttons all done wrong.

It's alright.

I know you've got a lot on your plate.

Frank's just dumped another serve on it.

I didn't put my hand up for the training program

so he thinks that's proof that I'm not interested.

How am I supposed to commit to that, Vincent?

I'm pregnant and I need to earn a living more than ever.

Well, is the father going to contribute financially?

He doesn't know about the baby yet.

Well, don't you think that you should tell him?

Yes. Yes, I do.

When?

Um, probably today.

Oh, hi. There you are.

Listen, Frank's just doing the rounds

but he wants to speak to you about the lightning strike patient.

(sighs)

FRANK: Take the tube out.

(coughs)

Who's looking after this patient?

I left Jack in charge.

Good. He'd be an expert on the effects of lightning strike.

Don't knock yourself out.

You relax and leave it up to the resident.

Actually, Jack missed the primary. It was Charlotte who diagnosed it.

You watch him like a hawk. This isn't a straightforward case.

I'm aware of that, and when he moves to acute he'll have half-hourly obs.

Good.

Uh, sorry, I got caught up in Triage.

There are a lot of rainy day accidents.

When you're finished here, Quade, come and find me.

Hello, my name's Jessica, I'm a nurse. Can you hear me?

(Muffled) Yes.

Can you tell me your name?

(speak indistinctly)

Jack, who's the registrar on today for Neurology?

Um, that'd be Ben Telford. You'd better get him down here.

Another doctor's gonna come and talk to you, love.

I want you to try this time, alright?

It's all black.

Black and red.

Now, I don't want any of that stupid talk.

You can be normal if you try, Corinne.

Just pull yourself together.

She's no trouble normally.

She usually stays in her room at home and does her own thing.

But, I mean, there's nothing wrong with that, is there?

I mean, all teenagers are a bit that way.

Mmm.

I'll just get rid of this.

Whatever's going on with Corinne Farmer should've been spotted...

Dan.

As long as she locks herself away, they pretend nothing's wrong.

Mr Farmer, can we help you?

Why didn't you say that to my face?

No, I wasn't blaming you.

Sounds like it to me.

It's just that...the earlier kids like Corinne get counselling,

the better.

I have two other kids to look after. I'm Dad and Mum to them.

Yeah, I understand that.

I had no idea she was this bad.

Surely her withdrawal rang a few warning bells.

The blokes at work with girls

told me they all go through this stage.

Mr Farmer, Corinne needs help.

She'll grow out of it...won't she?

You should talk to the psychiatrist about this.

I asked you.

For your family's sake,

you've got to stop burying your head in the sand.

If she doesn't get early intervention,

she could end up developing a full-blown psychosis.

She's already hurt herself.

The next time it could be someone else.

Hey, what did Regina want?

To be reinstated. Has she got a case?

Well, the union thinks she does, yeah.

The only other thing is a workmate had a stomach cramp

a couple of days ago, so infectious prodrome maybe.

'Maybes' don't count.

Show me test results when they arrive. Who else are you treating?

Mrs Taylor, 80 years old.

She caught a bus here with a fractured ankle.

Oh.

Okay. So complete fracture near the distal end of the tibia.

If you hadn't pointed that out, I might've missed it.

What are you doing for her?

I'm trying to get orthopaedics to review her,

but the registrar won't answer my page,

I got Anaesthetics to come and look at her anyway.

Did you stop and think that she won't need anaesthetic

if orthopaedics don't believe she needs surgery?

It's pretty obvious she's gonna need internal fixation of the bones.

But if she didn't need surgery,

you'd be wasting the anaesthetist's time, wouldn't you?

Well, they're not going to accept her for surgery

until anaesthetics look at her anyway, so I'm saving time.

There's an established procedure, Jack.

If you want to last in this department I suggest you follow it.

Frank?

Is there any reason you're so interested in my patients today?

There's been a complaint made.

I wanted to see if you were as stupid as they painted you.

Who complained? That's immaterial.

I want reports on all your patients today -

process including rationale, diagnosis and outcome.

I'm looking for Terri Sullivan. That's me.

Tom Fuller, representing Regina Butcher.

I didn't expect you quite so soon. Come with me.

What?

Got something you wanna tell me?

I didn't really want to have this conversation right now.

You report me to Frank and don't expect me to say anything.

What?

I thought if there was a problem, we could talk about it.

Jack, I don't know what the Frank thing is about,

but, uh...you're right,

I've been finding it really difficult to work with you lately.

Oh, please do not tell me

that you're still holding THAT night against me.

We agreed to forget about it. Nothing's changed.

Everything's changed.

Charlotte, it was an embarrassing mistake -

full stop, end of story, get over it.

Whether you like it or not, you must take these matters seriously.

The woman's a sandwich short of a lunch box.

She's got a good employment record.

You've written some positive supervisors reports yourself, Terri.

When she was a ward clerk on her general ward.

She hasn't got a case. She doesn't need one.

The NUM who dismissed her

has to prove that she should've been dismissed.

Frankly, Terri, looking at the documentation

you haven't got a snowball's of doing that.

How many times must you tell someone they're incompetent?

We need to find a constructive solution.

I'll make a recommendation.

It'll be four to six weeks before a decision's made,

but I'd be very surprised if she isn't reinstated.

Well, hooray for the public service!

Let's not sack someone 'cause they can't do their job.

I'll let you digest that material.

And, Dr Campion, I'd tread very carefully if I were you.

If this is any example of your management style,

I'm surprised we're not facing a workplace harassment claim as well.

Thank you, comrade.

Thanks, Tom.

Hey, do you think he's wearing a rug?

What?!

How come this is my fault?

Something happened?

No, I'm fine.

How lucky can you get, hit by lightning and then walk away?

I'm buying a lottery ticket.

Mr Patterson, where are you going?

He's being discharged.

I've examined Mr Patterson and there are no neurological deficits.

His blood work is all within normal range

and the patient would like to go home.

I need you here for observation for a few days.

I explained that to you earlier. I feel fine.

They said there's nothing wrong. I've got a business to run.

Jessica, could you take Mr Patterson back to bed, please.

This doctor said I can go. Isn't he your boss?

No. no, Mr Patterson, I'm in charge.

And, really, it is in your best interests to stay.

Charlotte, apart from the burns, there's no obvious sign of illness.

There's no reason to keep him here.

The effects of a lightning strike can appear hours later.

I'm surprised you didn't pick that up in your research.

A slight chance of delayed onset of arrhythmias?

As I've told the patient,

he can come back if he develops any new symptoms.

I just think keeping him here for two days is overkill,

and, look, Campion is not gonna be happy

if he thinks there's an unnecessary strain on the department.

Thank you for your insight, Dr Telford.

Keep Mr Patterson on half-hourly obs until further notice.

Is she always like that?

Normally she's not as diplomatic.

Dr Hunt has concluded his psych assessment on Corinne Farmer.

You're putting my daughter in a mental hospital?

It's just an observation ward, Mr Farmer.

We need to get to know her before we can help her.

You're not locking my daughter away.

I'm sorry, but you don't have any choice.

Corinne will be scheduled first for 24 hours

and most probably she'll need to stay longer.

It really is in her best interests, Dave.

Come with me and I'll show you the ward,

put your mind at ease, and you can tell me a bit more about Corinne.

TERRI: Okay, so what about the first two warnings?

A bit unfair.

She made a couple of huge blunders when she first started,

and Frank insisted on giving her official warnings.

So he really hates her?

Yeah, well, it goes deeper than that, you know.

Frank hates all ward clerks.

He caught me at a weak moment on my first day.

I should've asked these questions then.

Yeah, well, things were a little tense.

Yeah. Okay, I'd better get back to work.

Terri? I think you are doing a great job.

Thanks.

Ah, Sister Sullivan, I need to speak to you about one of your nurses.

Oh, sure, Robert. Come in. Lightning strike? That's amazing.

Why didn't he have shoes on?

Something about them being new and not enough air in the soles

and...oh, he wasn't getting enough...

BOTH: Support for his arches.

You're kidding? It's boy thing.

Oh, unbelievable!

Keraunoparalysis, hemiplegia, cortical atrophy,

peripheral nervous lesions,

we could see any of these following a lightning strike.

I think it's a good idea to keep the patient here

under observation for another 48 hours.

Mm-hm.

Of course, you may not concur.

Hmm?

Oh, no, I concur. You made the right call.

Well, I'll check on the patient later then.

You do that.

What was that about?

Dr Telford was impressing me with his excellent knowledge

of the effect of lightning strike.

What? Frank, the guy doesn't have a clue.

He actually advised Jack to discharge the patient.

He's on the ball now, which is good, because he's the hot candidate

for the emergency medicine training position.

Ben Telford?

Mm-hm.

The guy who can't get a place in Neurology no matter who he bribes.

(tuts) That's not very nice, Charlotte.

Are you seriously telling me

that you would prefer Ben Telford in this department over me?

He's sharp and he's hungry -

two qualities you seem to have lost lately.

He gets ahead by sucking up.

Mmm. I like him.

Did you tell Mr Farmer that he was to blame for his daughter's condition?

Nope. He walked in while I was talking to Jess.

Did you tell Mr Farmer that his daughter had psychotic tendencies

and may harm others?

Have you trained as a psych nurse?

No.

Then that would explain why I now have

two deeply distressed people to deal with instead of one.

Sorry.

Okay, look, I'm going to accept that your intentions were good,

but you've overstepped the mark,

so I'm going to ask you to stay away from the family

and I'll give Corinne's care over to Jessica.

Thanks, Terri. I'll go and see about Corinne's transfer.

Okay.

It just kinda happened. I didn't mean it to go there...

Just stay away from the patient, alright?

Yeah.

Hi, can I speak to Tom Fuller, please.

Terri, Corinne's bed's empty and she's nowhere in sub-acute.

I'll ring security. Can you check the department?

Thanks, Jess.

It's Terri Sullivan in emergency.

TENSE MUSIC

CIGARETTE SIZZLES

SIZZLING CONTINUES

Who's having a crafty smoke?

Oh, God, no. Here, let it go, let it go.

You can't...you can't do this!

I'm not gonna let you do this, Corinne!

Oh, God.

Why are you doing this?

Burning yourself with cigarettes? Why?

Let's get you back to bed. Come on.

Here, Jess will look after the burns.

Oh, no.

Come on, sweetheart.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Charlotte?

Hey, where are you going?

Home.

What's the matter? Are you sick?

No. I resigned.

You did what?

I resigned. I'm getting out.

What are you talking about?

I can't stay here, Vincent. I can't cope with everything.

Charlotte, you're hormonal. It's gonna to pass, okay?

I'm not gonna let you do this.

I can't, Vincent. It's too messy and it's too hard.

What's too hard? What are you talking about?

Frank doesn't want me here, I can't commit to the training program.

That's no reason to...

Jack's the baby's father.

(weeps) Now do you understand?

The training program is rigorous, that goes without saying,

but, you know, it wouldn't be impossible.

You're angry with me.

I'm a little shocked, yeah.

Me too.

So this thing with Jack, it, um, you know, wasn't planned?

No.

No, Vincent.

This is just a nightmare. I...can't be happy.

I can only think about how bad things are.

So if it wasn't planned, what did you do? Sleep with him?

Drunk.

I couldn't regret it more, but it's done.

You're gonna have to tell him.

You know? He deserves to know.

I know. I tried today, but...

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna go home.

There you are.

How's Corinne?

The same. She's a bit odd, isn't she?

Have you ever heard of a neurological condition

called synaesthesia, where people get their senses mixed up?

No.

It's where they can, like, hear colours or smell textures,

like taste music.

Are you making this up? No. It happens.

The most common is where the sight of a written word or a number

is experienced as a specific colour,

no matter what colour ink the letters are written in.

Look, I downloaded this.

Check that out.

And this is Corinne's sketchbook.

It is chock full of numbers and letters in specific colours

and she's consistent -

'E's are always orange, 'B's are always blue.

Tell the psych. Get him to check it out.

It's just that synaesthesia isn't very common and he won't believe me.

He already thinks I'm an idiot.

Mmm, could have a point. (chuckles)

I really think this could be the trigger to her problems,

but we've got to do something now before she goes to the psych ward.

Before she harms herself again.

Corinne, I...I hope you don't mind,

but I had a flick through your sketchbook.

You left it in the toilet.

You can really draw.

This is pretty.

I like the way every time you spell your name,

you...you use the same colours.

'C' is red, 'O' is yellow, 'R' is brown, 'I' is black.

It's nice.

You know, some people see letters and numbers

in colours like this all the time.

It's really special.

You draw this one all the time. Um, it looks like snowflakes falling.

Am I warm?

Music.

That's beautiful.

You must like music a lot.

Is this you listening?

Looks like you're...you're surrounded by music and colour.

It must be really difficult to explain to people

how you hear and see the world.

They get angry.

I won't, I promise.

Everyone does.

And then you'll think I'm making it all up.

Try me.

Tell me about your world.

Grey, orange, pink, pink, black, red, green.

What's that?

Your name, 'Jessica'.

I have to say I was sceptical when you rang me,

having spoken to her, I think there might be something to your theory.

You think she's got this...? Synaesthesia? No.

True synaesthetes have the condition from about four months of age.

I suspect you or your wife would have noticed

if she'd displayed symptoms for that long.

She was just a normal kid.

Well, often they consider the way they perceive the world as normal.

For most it's simply not a problem.

Dave, you said her obsession with colours started about a year ago.

Yeah, that's right. A bit more.

People can develop symptoms like synaesthesia in a number of ways.

It could be drug-induced, epilepsy

or synaesthesia due to acquired brain lesions.

It's generally swift and it can be quite distressing,

so that would explain Corinne's sudden change in behaviour.

She's never touched drugs, I'm sure of that.

Well, even so, I'd like to do a blood test

just to check for drugs and also a head CT

to rule out any organic brain disorder,

and we'll just go from there.

Any idea what's happened to Beaumont?

She's not answering her pager. I haven't seen her.

She's bloody out of control.

I've made a decision about Regina. Am I gonna like it?

I don't really care. I'm gonna reinstate her straightaway.

You're gonna cave?

Look, it's pretty clear by these guidelines, Frank,

that she wasn't treated fairly.

She'd be reinstated eventually. If you roll over, we'll look bad.

We already look bad!

The longer we fight her, the angrier she'll get.

We'll end up with a demoralised, hostile ward clerk.

I think you're mad.

Well, I think you're out of line, and if you harass her anyway,

I'll report you myself.

Stop taking things out on the ward clerk.

Oh, come on, that's the only sport I've got left.

What?!

Frank, Craig Patterson's crashing. I don't know why.

Can you come and have a look?

Yep.

His blood's not clotting,

also his coags show reduced platelets and fibrinogen.

You need to BiPAP.

Markedly decreased air entry, lower right lobe.

Sats? Ah, down 90%.

We're also gonna need an urgent repeat chest X-ray, thanks, mate.

This is gonna be interesting, he's bleeding from his cannula site.

He's probably thrown off a clot to his lung.

DIC?

Yep, let's start with four units of platelets and then redo his coags.

He'll need a VQ scan when his breathing improves.

What pressure do you want the BiPAP at?

Let's start with 5 of Peep, 15 of pressure support and an FiO2,

to keep sats above 95.

I'm gonna put a different mask on you. It'll help you breathe.

It's a bit uncomfortable,

but hopefully we won't have to use it for too long.

Jack.

It's a toss up if he dies from lack of oxygen first or loss of blood.

Yeah, and we nearly sent him home.

Who nearly sent him home?

Ben Telford. Charlotte stopped him, though.

These symptoms, they come so suddenly, he would have died, yeah?

That's twice today she's had to save your bacon.

With Rickard's complaint on top of that,

I'm not bloody happy with you.

What? Rickard's complained about me?

He said you called him at 6:00am instead of calling his registrar.

His registrar didn't know what to do.

So I had to call Rickards myself.

Right, well, let's just concentrate on this patient now, okay?

Well, what am I supposed to do?

Don't ask me, mate.

I've never seen this combination of symptoms before.

DOORBELL RINGS

KNOCK AT DOOR

What do you think you're doing?

Hello, Frank.

Who told you you could resign?

I'm sorry to leave you short-staffed,

but I'm sure one of those six registrars

are more than happy to fill my shoes.

Charlotte, can I come in?

No, I'm not in the mood for abuse.

I think you've misread the situation.

Have I?

Yes!

What I said last night, that was me being motivational.

I was trying to goad you

into applying for the emergency medical program.

And as for Ben Telford,

he's a useless pratt and you run rings around him.

You kill me.

I know, I'm a tremendous leader. Now, come back to work. We need you.

I can't commit to the training program.

Why not?

Personal reasons.

Oh, pull the other one, Beaumont. It's got bells on it.

You're dying of cancer?

No.

Do you have early onset Alzheimer's?

No.

Then apply for the bloody program. You're still gonna get the position.

You've got nothing to lose.

I have to think about that.

I need your answer by the end of today.

Please.

Okay.

Alright, I'll leave you with it.

Can I get you anything -

aspirin, hot water bottle?

'Bye, Frank. I'll call you.

Just sit down. Thanks for coming back in again, Reg.

Well, I didn't expect to hear from you for a few weeks.

(sighs) Okay, look, first of all I... I want to apologise

for putting you through all this.

Yeah, well, it has been very traumatic.

Well, I handled things badly.

I thought I was doing the right thing by you at the time.

But it was unfair.

If Dr Campion can't be civilised,

then he should be punished, not me.

I absolutely agree with you, but can I ask you a question, Reg?

Are you coming back because you really want to

or because you're trying to make a valid point?

Terri, you know me better than that.

Everyone here is like my family

and it really hurt me the way things turned out.

I'm not gonna cry.

That's okay. Reg, listen, I wanna offer you your job back, alright?

And I really hope that you can forgive me.

Terri.

(cries)

Sorry, Terri... Yeah.

(cries)

Vincent has Corinne's results.

Okay, thanks.

It's alright.

Welcome back.

Corinne's head CT shows a small brain lesion.

It's the probable cause of the synaesthesia-type symptoms.

Is it operable?

According to the advice I've been given, yeah.

Well, that's wonderful news.

But even if we do remove the lesion, the symptoms may continue.

We're just gonna have to wait and see.

Is that why she's been so troubled? Cutting herself?

No, I think Corinne has some fairly major emotional issues.

She's gonna need some counselling and a lot of support.

It's a long road ahead unfortunately.

But we have a way in.

We know some of what's going on.

It'll be easier to talk to her and she won't feel so misunderstood.

Yeah. Her prognosis is very good.

Thank you.

Thanks to you. Hmm?

Where did you hear about synaesthesia?

Actually, it wasn't my idea. It was Dan's.

Jack, how's our lightning strike?

Not out of the woods, yet,

but the BiPAP has increased his oxygen levels,

and since we did those transfusions he's actively stopped bleeding.

Good, good.

See you tomorrow, Dr Campion.

The pleasure will be all mine, Regina.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Well, you've won a heart there. Yeah.

Frank Campion.

Charlotte.

Uh, yeah, just hang on a minute, will ya?

Hey, Dan? Just taking this pan to bed 11.

Dan?

What?

Well done.

JESSICA: No, no, I am impressed,

but I think you were way out of line with Corinne's father.

Yeah, well, he pushed some buttons.

Yeah, obviously.

Hey, come on.

You know all my secrets.

The kid next door to us was an undiagnosed bipolar

and the school tried to get him to go and see a psychiatrist

but his parents refused to believe

that there was anything wrong with him.

He shot my brother with a crossbow

while he was just hanging out the bloomin' washing,

and now he's paralysed from the waist down.

Alright, guys. Here we go.

Get stuck into it.

Cheers. Here we go, cheers.

Hey, I thought you weren't coming!

Are you joking?

Two rounds, partner. I won the bet.

Yeah, alright.

Make them both triples, will you?

(laughs)

Yeah, yeah, he's doing great. Okay, can I buy someone a drink?

No, thanks.

Vincent?

No, thanks, mate.

I think I'm gonna get going.

Alright. I'll see you guys tomorrow.

THUNDER RUMBLES IN DISTANCE

I really appreciate you cooking.

I just couldn't get my act together to do it.

You've got to eat, Charlotte, for the baby's sake.

Yum.

It's apricot chicken.

You shouldn't have.

So what did Frank say?

Frank said he was 'delighted' that I said yes.

So now you have to help me get my head into gear for these interviews.

And what about Jack?

I'm only four weeks pregnant, anything could happen.

So I figure I'll wait until I'm 12 weeks before I tell anyone else.

Do you reckon that's fair?

Well, you know the statistics.

Woman my age, first pregnancy,

one in five ends in an early miscarriage,

so, um, why drop a bomb on everyone's lives

if it's going to be unnecessary?

Well, in that case, I have a suggestion to make.

Now, this might not be perfect,

might not be exactly what you wanted,

but you're gonna have this baby...

..and I think you should let yourself be happy about it.

Here's to your new life.