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You're not the mad accident of his LinkedIn, I'm Cooper.

Got to free up the windows in the attic, Miss. Get some air in the house.

Good morning, Father. Very warm morning.

£100, Miss. Dr. Baum will show me the check.

I feel like I'm a seemingly rich, private patient, Father. Just tea and toast, don't you, Kate?

It's been sent to be to pass on to your infirmary,

so less of the curling lip, if you please.

And what if she gave you real money? What was £100 that liked, sir?

Fill this room, Kate. Right up to the ceiling.

She? Mrs. Costigan.

You're in love with the brewery.

So, what's the support to infirm you on a regular basis?

We shall have to find a way to refuse without insulting her.

If the temperance society learned that we were being patronised by the owner of a brewery...

She is a perfectly decent woman.

I'm sure she is. I've seen you watching her in church.

No breakfast.

No time. And somehow, we always seem to be standing next to her on the way out.

What do we do in America?

America.

Father.

Father!

Why did you go burn this nastir for that nasty...

Give it to me!

I'm trying to look at my daughter's ankles.

He's in a terrible taser's morning, Miss. It must be the hate.

Mrs. Costigan, yes, and...

And by some flowers and ew, something sweet and simple.

It's for a widow just had a morning.

I'm not sure what you are, sir, for a poor widow.

Excuse me, wealthy widow, actually. A small token, something cheerful.

I'll wait for the note for you.

What is it, Neil? Gotta save for himself.

Saving is letter for later.

And you're not reading down my neck and Kate's big eyes. Aren't watching me.

Oh, Miss, I wasn't.

Hallony, you're not right that infernal machine today, I?

I mean, you're dive heat stroke.

Look at him, courseage.

Mrs. Costigan, will you wake up?

Death will be here!

Death!

Death!

Death!

That's what the taste of the bottle.

I despair, Doctor. Surely there's a sober night nurse in London.

I'm sure there is Mascob.

Oh, plus!

Somebody help him!

Doctor, where's the doctor?

What's the matter?

He's dying, where's the doctor?

Bring him in here.

Someone help me clear this table, please.

Sydney?

You're right, boy, we're there now.

Whatever's wrong with him.

He's in pain, don't you, something?

Don't lock it in, I'll stop.

Don't try to make me think.

Hey, good, make it off.

Get off.

I hate you so many.

Before Stokes and everything.

I can't breathe, listen to me.

I fired all of you. You're frightening, Nick.

There's a good boy, we'll see.

There's nothing to be frightened of.

It fell in the machete.

Up the brewery.

Do something, then!

Ah!

I'm Doctor Brownwell.

We're going to help you, but you must try to die still.

Is he not a gunny?

Ah!

You have to leave him now.

You mustn't die.

Please don't let him die.

You've done all you can for him now.

You must let us do our job.

Ah!

Into his skin.

You slip with her.

Take him out.

She's white.

Unless there are emergency Sydney, ask the patients to come back there.

Ah!

Which lotion do you think, Doctor Martian?

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Just take a seat plate.

Well, it's just making a new mash.

Just closing the vat down.

I turned round and then he went.

Bloody hell.

Yeah, you said.

I pulled him out.

Got to him as quick as I could.

He was lucky you were there.

I did everything I could. Everything I could.

His face appears to be the worst effect.

Just be grateful that the liquid wasn't any hotter.

I said brewery accident this night was just plastic and was a set-set.

Someone for breakfast.

What does it matter whether money comes from as long as it's been put to good use?

The brewery's a port is with part of their exploitation.

I wonder if I need to drain this long.

Proving a drunkenness.

Just take the money, build another ward and be done with it.

Well, treat the bonds and see how he goes.

Oh, my.

Oh, my.

Damn, I will need to put him under.

Leave it alone!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Damn, I will need to put him under.

Leave it alone!

Oh!

Oh!

I'm going to have a nice jump for some.

Dr. Brabble!

I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long.

Mrs. Costica Good morning!

Dr. Todd!

I would tell her to thank you, person, for your most generous donation.

Where my daughter not on duty, she would have been herself.

I shall thank you.

Supporting your daughters and family is the most satisfying thing I've done for a long time.

Mr. Ross.

Thank you, ma'am.

And I must thank you for your approval gift.

Oh, that's a small token.

Not so small and quite unusual.

Your personal choice?

Oh, my.

Costica.

I'm very sorry.

For a moment, I was completely bewildered and then I spoke to your maid and it all became clear.

Oh, Kate, yes.

A sweet child.

She said it was for the poor widow, but Dr. Ramla said it should be something cheerful.

She thought pink appropriate.

Well, I will thrash her to the one inch of her young life.

Dr. Ramla.

A new bottle of castrope, please, and you can help us cast...

How is it, Miss?

The clothing is a...

What's happened to you?

Sydney, why didn't you tell us?

He wouldn't let me miss.

Said he was in no pain.

You must be.

What have you done?

Were you in the same accident?

You saved him, Miss.

Fished him out.

You're burning self, don't you?

You better come with me.

Nurse Carr, when Mr. Marshall is dead.

He won't let me say anything.

He's not more thoughtful.

Mr. Marshall?

Sydney, lift his head.

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no.

I rolled him onto a blanket and back him, for him.

Give me a hand here.

You need to separate these fingers if he's going to use them again.

What are you doing?

What do you want, Mrs?

No, Jimmy.

They took him here.

Jimmy?

Jimmy?

Jimmy?

Jimmy?

Jimmy?

Jimmy, he's not in there, love.

Oh, God.

Calm down.

It's not your boy.

Jimmy.

Jimmy.

Jimmy's mother.

Mother, boy, my boy.

Is he bad?

He's very weak and badly scolded.

I'm sorry.

Where have you got him?

Boy, isn't he?

Boy, isn't he?

I don't have any idea.

Gently, he's very tender.

There, it was a big, very flat, hey?

I said you was a way.

Look at you.

You're a storley driver, ever.

What was that, Mum?

It was so up.

I just kept going under.

Yeah, I don't.

I tried shouting.

I kept choking.

See?

Safe now.

Your son has been scolded.

But it's superficial, mostly shocking men.

We're taking good care of them.

My manager rules up with a fist of iron.

And so do I.

But yours in a velvet glove.

Of course.

Poor kid.

Or sometimes silk.

Now then.

You must have seen enough of this noisy place.

Oh, yes, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to detain you.

No, no, no.

I've enjoyed your company.

Well, there's more to life than work.

Tonight, for example.

Now, what about tonight?

I was hoping that you would tell me.

Oh, tonight.

Yes, I'm sorry.

I was wondering if you'd do me the honor of dining.

What a lovely idea.

Well, I shall call for you at seven.

I'll be ready.

And then what should we do?

Well, after dinner.

Oh.

Oh.

What about the musical?

Oh dear, life.

It will be my first time.

Oh, your first time will you may not enjoy.

Oh, no, no, no.

I enjoy everything.

The musical will do me very well.

I'll do an head-oft around last time.

Sometimes.

Simply need to surprise yourself.

Best grade morphine.

We can afford it.

Your hands are very bad.

The rest of you is no worse than dinner.

I could do with better light.

I'll fetch your mirror.

Must have been agony carrying him.

I just knew I had to help him.

Never thought about him.

You may well have saved his life.

Twice over.

We rescued him at the brewery.

So he did.

We should have a medal struck for you.

You're worse off than he is.

You have to look after the young ones.

We got older the side.

But the copper was so hot.

The mora hauled at him.

Tighter had to hold on.

Still you saved the boy.

Very nearly finished.

Then we can cover these hands.

Keep them nice and clean.

Come and get your eyes.

Sydney, when you're better, you'll soon be.

Sydney, when you're better, you'll soon be friends.

If you deserve a better friend than that, Raskoff.

Don't worry, I'll see you're off.

You're being very brave.

You'll be alright, son.

It hurts.

You're looking better than you was.

Sam, Mr Kennedy.

Everyone's alright.

Let's talk this shit in a very little bit.

I heard this blast.

How can I see you?

I'll jump in.

I can't remember anything else.

I'm too...

A drunkard, a stupid adult drunkard.

It was an accident.

He told me about you.

You fell in the brew and he went in after you.

Why are you drunk? No, I'd had a couple, that's all.

You dared to say you saved him.

I did. I grabbed him, I pulled him to the side.

I thought I was dying.

I hadn't been for you. You didn't have a gun in at all.

It's your fault.

Stay my poor boy, is it?

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Dr. Grandma.

I'm sorry.

I can't believe my eyes.

I was going to wait very simply.

But...

I see you have thrown me completely.

Why aren't you in America?

Why didn't you tell me?

I wrote. Did I not reach?

This morning.

But I was saving you for a treat.

And now I've ruined it.

I'm a little bit more than a man.

Shall we stay here as an entertainment for the locals?

I thought we had enough of that devilish brew today.

What are you doing?

I'm sick of a smell of that stuff.

And you're far too young anyway.

Isn't he, Mr. Marshm?

He is not, Car, but I am not.

She didn't give me a chance to say.

Oh, Mr. Marshm.

I had no idea you drank.

Time you discovered the truth.

I'm very rarely sober.

I only have one night in London.

And then a street-rich lecture.

In France.

One night?

Where are you staying tonight?

I've seen you've got...

You must come home and have supper.

We'll feed you up.

But one night, only one night.

I'm on the boat train tomorrow.

We'll at least stay with us tonight.

There's no one in the guest room.

I've taken you off.

But that would be very good.

I don't know.

Nurse!

Please! Someone else!

Oh, she can't breathe.

He stayed!

She's doing all that.

Rapid and Freddy.

He's very shocked.

I can't tell if he's breathing.

I should have dreamed his lungs if he's concerned.

Sorry.

He kept going on.

How long was he in the butt?

I kept probably grabbing puddles and dizzy.

It was all caught in fumes.

The boy nearly drowned and you were not going to tell us.

I thought he'd be a couple of minutes.

I thought he'd be the Elby's bread.

If he went under and stayed under, alcoholic poisoning.

Some sort of poisoning anyway.

What's in the mouth?

Hot, yeast, water.

I don't know.

Help him!

Must call Cardiac's stimulants.

See what we have.

Is he going?

No stimulant.

In his water.

His heart is failing because he's poisoned, dehydrated.

Help him, Mr. Martin!

Be quiet!

An enema?

No, straighten to his veins.

Nurse Carr prepare a saline solution.

Do something!

Straighten his heart and kill him.

And what vein?

Not into an artery.

It won't come out of this until we restore his fluid balance.

Or would you rather just prepare his shroud for him?

Nurse Carr, the largest syringe with the finest meat you can find, please.

What, he's been a central thing of all time.

What, what can I do?

Just keep her out of the way.

Jimmy's mother don't know where to go.

Come on.

There's a hickensome syringe in the steroid life.

You need a canion.

Finn, have you ever done this?

No.

But where you go?

Let's let some more of this follow.

Now.

Let's see.

Can we find a nice, fat, juicy vein, shall we?

I'm sorry, boy.

What are you up to?

His mum said his 15's name was me.

There's lots of lads the same age as you.

If you're going to go mooring every time I need treatment.

Perhaps die.

All people die.

Me and him.

You go on forever, do you?

I'm going to go home.

I'm going to go home.

I'm going to go home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

Take his mother a cup of tea.

We're into the venus system.

I'm ready.

I'm showing you the darn tinge to your sonny.

I don't care.

And there.

As high as you can, Finn.

If his veins collapse, we'll need to push it through, but they don't recommend it.

It's going down a little, I think.

No sign of swelling.

It's not going into the tissue.

Now, are we a clever team, are we not?

When it's this hot in Chicago, the young ladies wear shocking skirts.

Above the ankle.

The house is.

We ride with you.

Eleanor, I can't seem to find her.

Could I have a stop showing you?

Dr. Brownmont?

Father, I'm sorry we can't stop.

We should be with you anymore.

Yes, yes, I was just a.

Well, it's good to see you.

Can I be of use here, Eleanor?

Yes.

Poor Mr. Warrior needs a bedpan.

Nurse Carl's rushed off her feet.

Over here.

This young man has plenty of veins to plug into.

Do we have another syringe?

Two mains, but with a single thought?

Could you help me, Dr. Martin?

Maybe it's not large enough.

So I might be left here like the Statue of Liberty, am I?

Chew pink.

And what have my arm folds off?

A very fetching, gentlemanly version of the Venus to Milo.

It's doing very well.

Thank you, my.

Another visit from the foreman of the Brewhouse.

Dr. Bramwell.

I believe two of my men were brought to you this morning.

And you care so much about them you come visiting?

I've come to find out if I need to get new workers.

I imagine you might.

I doubt that Mr. Kennedy will work again in any manual capacity.

So that's all I can do.

I don't know if I need any manual capacity.

Snow loss.

And a boy?

Jimmy has taken a deal of liquid into his lungs.

And while we hope that he will make a recovery eventually.

Fair enough.

Not this week then.

They'll get their wages two days due.

And you can tell them they're lucky we're not suing them for contaminating the Brew.

God knows what they did in it, splashing around.

As a month goes by without one of your workers being injured,

tell your employers I shall be making a report about this.

Up to you, Miss.

Straight to the borough officer for health.

They'll be petrified.

He's our chairman.

And Mrs. Costigan.

Your insolence is appalling I shall have you dismissed.

A drunkly lying waste drawn.

We thought you were such a hero.

This is the everyone knows.

Sir, he is all might.

No, he'll never be the same again.

How you live with yourself.

I'll never meant to fall in.

His conscience is punishment enough, Nurse Carl.

Your attempt to really not need it.

A soul can't help having an opinion, Doctor.

But if the soul belongs to a nurse, it should keep its opinion to itself.

Great time.

I absolutely agree.

How's the pain?

You won't get no complaints from me, Miss.

Save the jollop for the boy.

Martyrdom helps no one.

If you need morphine, then you should have it.

Craftsman, poor perp or drunk.

We treat them all equally.

I'm not a drunk, Miss.

Or if I was Christ, I sobered up quick.

I just need to know if you require morphine.

I don't need bloody morphine.

No more today than any other bloody day anyway.

Please, don't blaspheme in this ward.

Thousands of gallons coming up to boiling.

The sun through the doors.

Not a breath of air anywhere.

From seven in the morning till eight at night.

Sweating.

So that your legs shake and your teeth rattle.

Ten minutes walk to the town.

But the beer's there.

It's all around us.

Yes, I was drunk.

Her old bloody drunk most of the time.

These hands.

And nothing.

I could stick this pain ten times over.

And I would for him.

Then you must go to your union.

Speak to your employers.

Here a lady, Miss.

For a minute there I thought you was a woman.

But you're just a lady after all.

Three weeks lecturing in France and then it's back to America.

I wish I could stay longer.

Well, Eleanor is used to the demands of medicine.

I'm sorry, Finn.

Dr. Nia's been very patient.

How's the boy?

He's doing very well but I'd like to see how he's in an hour or two.

What are your plans for the rest of the day?

Well, I have to pick up my luggage from the hotel.

Oh yes.

Father, I was going to write to your note.

Finn will stay with us tonight.

Oh, one cook.

Oh, Eleanor, I'm sorry.

You haven't put one of your patients in the guest room, have you?

I'm very, very sorry.

Well, who can't they wait until tomorrow?

It's not a patient, Ellie.

It's just that I won't be at home tonight.

I have a prior engagement.

What?

It's something I can't postpone.

Not really. It was only a thought, wasn't it?

Well, there's nothing in your diary.

I know it's hard but I won't be home until late.

Would be must improper.

Absolutely.

I'll give it a second thought.

Wait, Father.

You haven't changed at all, have you?

You pretend to walk towards Finn but underneath you still despising, you're still dead.

That's enough.

Look, I accept the fact that one day you wouldn't marry him.

I even find myself liking the fellow, despite of everything.

But his track record is not good.

Or mine, that's what you mean.

I have a duty to you as a father to protect you, you and your reputation.

Now you can spend the rest of the day together.

Why don't you go to a gallery?

You both like that?

Dinner maybe?

You're making a lot of fuss about something very little.

You're right, of course.

You must be enough.

The tempers do run high in the seat.

Well, have a pleasant evening.

Oh, it's a tedious duty.

By darling, don't you wait after me now.

And a boy will need more fluid, I suppose.

Every time you go to a house, you'll be able to get a seat.

And a boy will need more fluid, I suppose.

Every two hours, I think.

He answers in the femur, foreign the arm, to stop the tissue breaking down.

We'll have to take his interns to come back and supervise the nightmares.

Well, that won't be easy. We haven't gotten late enough.

Oh, of course. The demon drink again.

Well, we need someone here, not just for Jimmy and Mr Kennedy's in a great deal of pain.

Yeah, we're no more than any disaster.

Noss Carr has got her mother to look after.

Sydney's more likely to kill him than Curin, so I'll stay here and you can take a young man in.

No, no, no. I'll take tea with Dr. O'Neil's seat for a few hours and then take over from you at nine o'clock.

Wow.

That way we both get some rest. That's the answer.

And you'll get some sleep?

I promise. If anyone can sleep at all in this heat.

Undoubtedly accepting that the moment of death hastens towards us all, it would be a privilege and a joy.

Do I smell a disinfectant?

How can I tell I'm a freak with myself?

If we leave the memory of the death of Lady Burlington in 1758, behind us...

Sorry.

We come to the green healthy room as with the blue velvet room and the red velvet room.

And the apartment generally intended for the display of the most appreciated painting.

You look very nice.

Not at all, I've got in there.

And you look far too handsome to be a surgeon?

Dramatic landscapes. You have here...

I have an idea, but I'm not sure.

Tell me.

It all depends on how you feel.

And here, ladies and gentlemen, we meet...

With the mythology of the Middle East in the shape and form of these two stinksies.

I keep thinking about time together, at least.

Not who.

The Imperial Hotel. I have a room at the top floor.

I'll go first and open the door.

What if someone should stop me?

Who would stop a fine lady like you?

Just smile and sweep past them all.

I do love you.

I'm my wicked woman now.

You're the dearest.

You're everything a man could want in a woman.

But, what did you think you had before?

Oh!

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

This is a fun example of neoclassical beauty created in 1869.

A perfect proportion to echo then.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom and go to the bathroom.

I'm going to go to the bathroom.

You look like you're Personality orCause feeling Trish sakeop.

Going more bowed.

It's a apopt

A good cureray.

I wish one would do Flexbania.

Oh, look at me.

You're not gonna act your theory, you think?

That's what you got.

Oh, now, please, this is custom.

This way, you must try that.

Ew, stress it, Rose!

Thank you.

Is it what does it feel like?

It's cold. It's rather like sorbet.

Cool and...

...lumpy.

I win you, Oby, I'm giddy.

Oh, no, not yet.

You won't you wouldn't dare.

Oh!

Oh!

Nice and fresh, nitsir.

It's wonderful.

No, it truly is.

What do they taste like?

It's like oyster, something like that.

I don't believe it was a word of it.

You're still going down your throat, this is...

It's true, now, come on, say our.

I will not.

I don't remember what you said about it.

It's surprising, sir.

Oh, Oopey.

I'm sorry.

Shrekful, Shrekful, man, it is quite revolting.

No.

They're fresh from the sea today, sir.

Lumber life, Mrs. Cooley passion.

Stop your sweat.

Fresh eels.

I really hate thee fresh from the river today.

No.

No.

Come on, get out of here.

Come on, get out of here.

I just sleep, Mr. Kennedy.

I can't get it out of my head.

I keep seeing it.

Trying to see what happened.

There's just me and him in the bro house.

It's written in the lid on the masher.

Next thing I know, I'm in the masher.

I can hear Jimmy yelling.

Mr. Kennedy.

Jumping in after you.

Just made it worse than I.

Hey.

Give over, lad.

It was you and your hollering brought me to me senses.

You're a bleeding ear, Oop.

I can almost hear your thoughts.

You were just going to say, Finn, shall I come to France?

Shall we have a holiday together?

Well, Dr. O'Neill, genius, you're completely wrong.

My father wouldn't ever allow it.

But I was thinking.

Go on.

Your lecture tool lasts six weeks, yes, and then you sail back to America.

I do.

By which time, I promise that I'll have found my replacement at the thrift.

Had the bands read, booked the church, chosen my truth so.

I'll get a passage on the same boat.

I'll even change your cabin to a double.

And how will we finance all this?

I'll draw on my mother's legacy.

My father won't object anymore, I'm sure.

But still the problem of accommodation.

The medical school doesn't provide housing for married lecturers.

But that doesn't matter.

I'll take a house in the city somewhere, not too far.

There must be something.

We better get dressed.

Get you back to the thrift.

Don't just, Finn, why?

Promise Dr. Marsh and me we'll be back later.

What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong.

We have no time for fairy tales, Ellen.

If it was only me and you to think about.

I wouldn't interfere with your work.

You couldn't help the responsibility of a wife.

But that's not what I'm...

Dr. Fraser, my chief surgeon.

The barrel on two legs, yes.

He has a large family.

I die in there once a week.

And it's put you off families for good.

They have been very kind to me.

His eldest daughter, Emmeline, has been particularly attentive.

How old is she?

She's just a child.

Eighteen.

A little more than a child then.

Don't deliberately misunderstand me.

You were making love to me not an hour ago.

And now you're telling me about an American woman who has been very good to you.

What is there to misunderstand?

She is at a nade where any male attention assumes romantic importance in her head.

She has a crush on you. Is that what you're saying?

It may be more than that.

Her parents are ambitious for our friendship.

You're engaged to be married.

No.

But there seems to be some sort of unspoken expectation.

Assumption.

Wait, my shoes.

You don't need them.

I'll take myself to the thrift.

The hotel will call me a carriage.

They'll think it's strange.

No.

They'll assume I've been in a gentleman's bedroom and think very little of me.

But not as little as you do.

That's not true.

How can you say that?

When we first met, you were already involved in a divorce case.

That's why you went to Chicago.

But you claimed in a sense and I believed you.

And now here you are, back again and under a cloud.

And once again, I knew nothing about it until you had taken me to your bed.

You were hardly reluctant, Anna.

I'm not 18.

I'm a grown woman and we've done this before if you remember.

Or is it impossible to remember all the women you've bedded?

Don't be ridiculous.

And once again, you're innocent.

Good evening.

Do you think it was under? That was clear. Yeah, it was clear.

Where did you get that? Should we go from?

Our way.

Oh boy.

Did you know?

You're an incredible thief and liar, certainly Bentley.

I'd go up in you.

You go down the market then and ask old Peggy.

I've got better things to do.

No matter what goes on around about you, all you think about yourself.

You're right, Stilchit.

You've got an aunt, girl.

And how would you know?

I'd love to go home after my short break.

Yeah, you're going to ask her.

You don't like going more, bro?

Why ask him?

You never ask no one nothing.

You said 30 years old and all glizzled up.

My word.

He said he's my only feeding bread and milk when he's poorly.

We've sugar, Mr. Martian.

Just when it seems like we're getting somewhere with them,

he turns right back into a little bit of a gaudley.

Sidney Bentley,

a pair of delicacies and sweet mates to the gentry.

I don't believe it.

It's this way.

You're going to have to make some good on the high street with a gross hail of hack, Nick.

What a little of this.

How's he?

How far away is the thrift?

Well, it's beyond the rotting rubbish.

This past broke the sewer.

Now entering my daughter's kingdom.

And there she is.

I mean, I thought you'd be tucked up in bed by now.

Mrs. Costigan.

Miss Brownwell.

We have no night nurse.

I'm relieving Dr. Martian for the night.

It's damn silly, isn't it?

What are you doing here?

I thought you had a prior engagement which you could not possibly postpone,

which was of such a shattering importance.

Hello, no.

Your father and I have had a wonderful evening at the music hall,

and I persuaded him to bring me here much against his better judgement.

Well, I am unable to persuade him to do anything at all.

His duty taking priority.

Mrs. Costigan was concerned about her employees.

She would just like to look in on them.

She has no employees in this infirmary.

They were both dismissed this afternoon with two days pay.

Good evening. Sorry I heard voices, but I was in the middle of Jimmy's injection.

How is Jimmy?

I'm in the cost of all.

Oh, sorry.

I would still like to see them.

Perhaps when Eleanor has had time to consider.

Your daughter does not frighten me, Dr. Brownwell.

Through here, is it?

Will he be scarred?

Well, he's young. His general health is good.

Tissue's men.

Well, that's a blessing.

See you at good news, Marcin.

Certainly is a sleep in the treatment room.

Your aunt, you may feel me.

Dr. Brownwell, Mrs. Costigan, I'm sure.

Good night.

Your unorthodox method seems rather successful.

This young man's doing rather well.

And what a blessing, as you say, that he is so young.

If the brewery employed infants, their recovery rate might be even more amazing.

How did the accident happen?

I was working on Mrs.

Well, I'm sure you were. You were brave and good boy.

Even if you are unemployed, Mrs. Costigan allowed me to introduce Mr. Kennedy to you.

Mr. Kennedy was your foreman.

I know who he is.

Mr. Kennedy.

Ma'am.

I'm very sorry about this, ma'am.

How is your mother?

She'll be you in the morning.

Good. I'll see her then.

This is not a railway station open to all.

Mrs. Costigan, I must apologize. My daughter's unwell.

And I know you are overwrought and exhausted.

Mark the door behind us. Goodbye.

You lock the door, and you find your manners.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I brought you some breakfast from the home doctor.

So you come and sit yourself down.

If we could get a night nurse to do half what you've done.

I enjoyed it.

I was in the mood for hard work.

Do you love this, Emileen?

She is just a child, a silly innocent child.

And I could never be accused of innocence now.

I was going to get her to bed.

I was going to bed.

I was going to bed.

I was going to bed.

I was going to bed.

I arrived yesterday with every intention of telling you about Emileen.

Eventually.

You were in the middle of a medical procedure.

The boy was dying. Your father was there. The moment had passed.

And you suddenly woke up and found yourself in bed with me.

And it was none of your doing. What do you want me to say?

Emileen's father has great influence.

My God, you're ambitious.

I have no wish to marry Emileen.

But I'm not going to be a child.

I have no wish to marry Emileen.

But I've been away from you for nearly a year.

And before I burned my bridges with both my American patrons,

I had to be sure that we were still in love.

And are we?

Of course we are.

And now I know that. I will deal with Emileen and Dr. Fraser.

But if I had been a little cooler, you would have waved me a gay farewell

and gone after the next woman in the queue.

A man must marry.

And if you had decided I was not your man, then...

Well, I may as well have wear to her as anyone.

You will always be my only love.

You're so strong, Finn.

And clear thinking.

But in affairs of the heart, you are so weak.

A weak and foolish man.

Go and catch your train.

Please, your mum's delighted to hear that you're on the covering.

So, I've spoken to the peacock and you'll receive four wages until you return to work.

What have you been able to go, Bat-Mom? His lungs have been damaged.

Well, then we'll find him a job in the offices.

How would you like to be a clerk, Jimmy?

I can do numbers, mum. But I can't let her.

We could arrange for you to receive lessons while you're here.

He'll be with us for some time.

Thank you. There. All fixed.

I'd better leave you to get some rest.

And Mr Kennedy.

You will take your wife and family and leave your cottage by the end of the month.

And I will never see you again.

Please, Mrs. I want to do it again.

We do not tolerate drunks at the brewery.

You should have been responsible and thought of your poor family.

You bitch.

Mr Kennedy, you don't give a stuff about my family.

I've worked for you for 13 years.

My girls died last year.

Dip theory of the both of them.

My wife couldn't stand the pain.

She walked out months ago.

And you asked me to think of my family.

I can't think of anything else.

Mrs. Coste, go.

I am sorry.

But we all understand the need to discipline Mr Kennedy.

If you are going to ask me to let him keep his house, I am sorry.

It's impossible.

The new foreman will need it.

But where will he go?

Yes, Mr Kennedy.

Mrs Coste, go.

I am sorry.

But we all understand the need to discipline Mr Kennedy.

If you are going to ask me to let him keep his house, I am sorry.

It's impossible.

I must protect my other employees.

People like Jimmy.

Life is very harsh for your workers.

I'm sure he wasn't the only man drunk that afternoon.

He was the only one who nearly drowned a young boy.

But to lose his children.

I want to show him by giving him a menial job, but let him stay on at the brewery.

All my employees know that if they are intoxicated at work, they are dismissed.

I can't make exceptions.

Even after years in your service.

Dr Marshall, we go too far.

Mrs Coste again is in a very difficult position.

No, Dr Brownwell, it's all right.

Even then, I'm sorry.

Miss Brownwell, I wonder if you would come for Mr Kennedy.

Five pounds?

I am not a cruel, unfeeling employer and I know that five pounds will not last long.

But I really have no choice.

I hope that you will find a way of accepting my patronage too.

I wish we could.

We do need financial help, but I find it hard to see how medicine and alcohol could ever be compatible.

You haven't met any Harley Street surgeons then.

Every one of them in order to live under Brandi.

We will discuss your very generous offer.

My father, Dr Marshall and I.

Good.

I'll try to get some sleep this afternoon.

Yes, I'm going home now.

Well, you take a cab, there's a storm breaking.

Oh.

I miss saying goodbye to Dr O'Neill.

I suppose he's on his way by now.

Yes, I suppose so.

I'm going to go home.

Nascar would call this tainted money.

Nascar's a self-righteous prick.

Something.

But maybe Mrs. Costigan would do more good if she gave less money and a little more compassion.

So it would be all compassion and forgiveness. The latest of gifts.

I'm going to go home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

20 minutes.

It's a heavy weight.

As the Kennedy, the thrift has a fund for patients in need.

This is for you. Please take it.

Go there to Jimin.

But you must need it.

What for?

If she comes back there with strangers in the house, she'll have lost everything.

Then you must take it to help you make a new start.

No. All I want is my Mrs.

You give it to the boy.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

I'm going home.

Boy.

It's 1.30 close.

Goodness, son.

Come on.

Come on.

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I'll have a seat for you.

I will.

Thank you.

No more confusion.

No more misunderstandings.

Never again.

I will write the defrases tonight.

Put it all straight.

I will tell them I am against my Dr. Eleanor Brown.

When?

Sir, you're going to miss you.

Try.

Incoming, hold it off.

As soon as we cancel it out, we will arrange it when I'm next to you.

Will we?

All my life, heart and soul.

And then we'll announce it to the world.

Go.

I will buy you the biggest and best ring in power.

Go.

Diamonds or emeralds or what?

Nothing, just you.

See you next month.

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