15/03/2016 EastEnders

-Mick!

-Babe?

DOG GROWLS AND BARKS

-What's wrong with him?

-I don't know. I don't know.

-Call an ambulance!

-What's the matter with him?

He's stiff. He ain't breathing properly.

-He must have swallowed something.

-What are you doing?

-Checking his airways.

-Be careful.

-Can I have an ambulance, please?

-The amount of stuff I pulled out of your mouth...

-He's turning blue.

-There's nothing in there.

-We should get him to hospital.

It's my baby brother. My mum just found him in his cot. He's not breathing properly.

He's stiff. Tell him he's stiff and he's turning blue.

-DOG BARKS AUNT BABE:

-Lift him out.

-Can you get rid of that dog, please?

-Yes, it's the Queen Victoria pub in Walford.

E20 6PQ.

-They're saying you need to check if there's anything obstructing his airway.

-There's nothing there.

No. Check if his chest is moving.

-I... I can't tell.

-Mind.

-It's stopped.

-It's stopped.

-He's not breathing.

-He's not breathing.

-BUSTER:

-We could be on our way by now.

-Bust...

-No, the ambulance is coming.

OK, OK. Someone needs to give him mouth-to-mouth.

-Lee, you can do that. You're trained.

-Yeah, you can do it, son.

-Mick, just do it!

-No, no, I'll do it.

-Right, give your dad the phone.

-Give me the phone.

-Quick, Mick. Quick.

-OK, I'm his dad. You tell me what to do. OK.

OK, babe, put your mouth over his nose and his mouth.

You're going to give him five breaths. Ready? One.

Two.

Three.

-Four.

-I can't...

-Lee, yes, you can.

Five.

He's breathing, he's breathing. You've done it. He's breathing.

What do we do? What do we do? Do we wait now? What do we do?

-What's happening to him? Why's he doing that?

-What's he doing?

-He's having a seizure.

-Put him on his side. His tongue...

We're doing that. We're laying him on his side.

-Where's that ambulance!?

-Listen, Bust, we should drive now.

No! No, look, Lee, Whit, go and wait for it.

Flag it down. DOG BARKS

-Shut that dog up!

-All right, come on.

BARKING FADES

Please tell them to hurry. It's my baby. He's my baby boy.

Where is everyone tonight?

It's not like them to take their eye off the ball.

Can we order some food now, or what?

I'm sorry. I dunno where Babe's gone.

Gimme two minutes and I'll find her.

A gym?

If I stub my toe on those damn dumbbells

that you keep dropping on the bedroom floor one more time...

I don't know what else to do with them.

I've said that we should turn Claudette's granny flat into a gym.

-What are you supposed to get out of that?

-Fit bodies.

SHE CHUCKLES

-Let me think about it.

-What is there to think about?

You should count yourself lucky

that I'm not insistent on a walk-in closet.

The witch is gone, so we might as well move on.

HE SUCKS HIS TEETH

-What did I say?

-Er, let me.

-I didn't say anything.

-He's been off like that all day.

-Where is everyone?

-There's something the matter with Ollie.

-What is it?

-We don't know. Sorry.

-A woman lay dead in that house.

-Keep your voice down.

Look, and I have to sit there while all you laugh and joke

about gyms and walk-in wardrobes.

-I didn't bring it up.

-Look, I can't do it.

What choice do either of us have, huh?

You want to spend the rest of your days in prison?

Well, it's better than going to my grave feeling like this, though.

This will get easier for both of us.

No, no, I don't think it will, you know.

Oh, look, Vincent, I just can't do it.

-No, you can, because they can't know.

-They can't know what?

What do you think's wrong with him?

I dunno.

-It's not important. Let's get back inside.

-What can't we know, Patrick?

I mean it.

Or do I have to go and get Kim out here as well?

No, no, no, that's not necessary.

-I have to.

-No.

-I did something.

-You did what?

You did what, Patrick?

Called social services.

You what?

About JJ.

I'm sorry.

But I had to.

SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE

-They're here.

-Oh, they're here.

-Oh, thank you, thank you.

-Why is he still doing that?

It's a seizure. He's got epilepsy.

-Yours never last this long.

-Sometimes they can.

-Maybe it's something else.

-What else could it be?

-We should pack a bag.

-What for?

-For the hospital. You never know.

Oh, thank God. Please, you've gotta help him.

I don't know what's the matter with him.

It's like he's fitting. We can't keep him still.

-How long has he been having this seizure?

-About ten minutes.

First, he went all stiff, and then he started to turn blue, and he weren't breathing.

My wife gave him mouth-to-mouth. They told her to do it on the phone.

Now he's jerking around, his arms and his legs.

-OK. Was he unwell before this?

-No.

-OK. Any temperature?

-No.

-No illness or medication?

-No, none.

-Nothing like this has ever happened before?

-No, never.

-My daughter has epilepsy.

-I've got JME, so he's probably got the same thing.

OK, let me take a look at him.

-What's she doing?

-OK, we're just checking his blood sugar.

-What have we got?

-BM 5.2.

-5.2, OK.

His blood sugar's normal,

but given that he's still fitting, we need to give him some diazepam.

-What does that do?

-Hopefully, stop the seizures.

So you think it's epilepsy, yeah?

It could be, but we need to give the medicine a chance to work.

That don't explain why he stopped breathing.

If it was just a seizure, he'd still be able to breathe, wouldn't he?

It's Ollie. There's something's wrong with him.

-Do they know what?

-No.

Denise, I'm sorry.

I just don't understand, Patrick.

You... You treated him like he's one of your own.

Yeah, well, it's nothing to do with him.

-I mean, he's a good kid.

-Exactly.

That's why it's important he gets the right care, or else he just...

He'll end up like Lucas.

-Maybe.

-That's not your responsibility.

And keeping him close to you -

you're only tying yourself in with Lucas.

OK, look, Patrick, I know that you mean well,

but it wasn't your choice to make.

You should've just stayed out of it.

Are we...? We OK out here?

Look, that was way too close before.

Can we talk this through? I may have a solution.

Everyone out of the way. Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me.

Do you mind? Just step back.

-Someone needs to mind the boozer.

-I'll stay, if you need.

Me and Ian'll mind the bar, help Babe lock up.

-Right, the seizures aren't stopping.

-Why? Why aren't they stopping?

We need to go.

Lee?

Mick and Linda have just got in the back.

ENGINE STARTS

I hope he's all right.

There was me hoping they'd come for this one.

What am I supposed to do?

He finally admits that he's killing himself, and then he passes out.

Phil's always been the strong one.

I never thought that I'd have to worry about losing him.

This brings back memories.

Just wish it was under different circumstances.

I'm sorry about the wait. What did you want?

Oh, no, no, don't be silly. We wanted a kid's meal for one.

Oh! It won't take long, OK?

I'll make it extra quick for you.

You will let us know if you hear anything, won't you?

Yeah.

Ohh! Vincent and Patrick are at the house.

Well, maybe Vincent can talk some sense into him.

It's awful, innit?

I really hope that little boy's OK.

It's not right if he's taken away

before he's even had a chance to live.

-Mr and Mrs Carter...

-Yeah.

-I need to ask you about Oliver's birth and medical history.

-Oh, um...

He was born prematurely, but we haven't been back here since.

And which vaccinations has he had?

Er...

-The usual ones. I... I dunno.

-Any allergies?

I don't know. Not that we know of.

Can you...? Can you tell us what's happening?

Well, the medication's kicked in. He hasn't had any more seizures.

-That's a good sign, surely.

-So what's...? So what now?

The seizure that Oliver had was prolonged,

so we'd like to perform a CT scan,

see if we can get a clearer picture of what's going on inside his head.

-You're going to do that now?

-The sooner we know what we're dealing with, the better.

-I don't want to leave him.

-You'll be allowed to wait outside the room.

-This couldn't be that fall he had, could it?

-No, he's been fine.

He's been fine.

PHIL GROANS

At last.

-What time is it?

-Drink this.

-Where's me phone?

-Well, where did you put it?

-What's he doing here?

-Just drink this first.

I don't want it.

You said you'd let me help you.

-Don't remember that.

-That's cos you were drunk.

I don't need help.

No, cos you look great, Phil(!)

-Really on top of things, ain't you?

-Can you wait in the kitchen?

-I'll save him the bother.

-No, just stay where you are.

-Jack! Please...

-Let me and Phil have a word. Alone.

PHIL SNORTS

Fine, be my guest.

Should we phone Johnny?

And say what?

No, you're right. We'll only worry him.

-There's nothing to worry about, is there?

-No.

-No, you can sit. They're doing the scan now.

-OK.

-I just want to ask you a few questions.

-OK.

-How has Oliver been in himself over the last few days?

-Fine.

-Our daughter's got epilepsy, though.

-Oh, JME.

We did tell the paramedic that.

We're taking that into consideration.

Oh, so it could be that, then?

It could be any number of things,

although JME is extremely rare in an infant of Oliver's age.

We'll know more when we get the results of the CT scan.

He's going to be all right, though?

-He's going to be all right?

-He's in good hands, Mr Carter.

Has he incurred any injuries over the last few days?

Er, well, he fell from his high chair, but he was fine.

Yeah, but, er...I did say that we should get him checked, didn't I?

I did say that to you.

-He had a little bump on the head and a cry, and then he was fine.

-Yeah.

No, I'm sorry. We just...

We didn't think it was anything to worry about.

Can you tell me about the fall?

Any information that you can give us at this stage

is going to be helpful.

-Knowing how hard he fell... Was he at a height?

-We weren't there.

Our son and daughter was looking after him.

They got into a fight and one of them fell into the high chair.

-It was an accident, though.

-Yeah. Don't think...

-That sort of thing don't normally happen in our house.

-Kids fight.

Of course.

Is that what you're... thinking this could be?

As I said, the CT scan will help us to understand things a bit more.

DOOR OPENS

Can you excuse me a minute? I'll be right back.

How is he?

He's, um... He's stable.

He stopped having seizures and they're giving him a scan.

-Where's Shirley and Buster?

-They've gone to pick up Tina.

-Yeah, she wanted to be here.

-LEE: You all right, Dad?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Have they said anything else about what it could be?

No. Er, no. They don't know.

It's going to be all right, I promise.

I've got no interest in anything you've gotta say.

I'm going.

Cor...

You got any gum? Your breath reeks.

Yeah.

Bit like your attitude, innit?

Come on, Phil, this ain't you.

What do you mean, it ain't me?

You look like you've just spent the night under a bridge.

What is this? Eh?

You think you can come in here,

all dressed in your suit like some sort of James Bond wannabe,

and sort out everyone's problems, hm?

-Don't make me laugh.

-I'm trying, mate.

Get out the way, or I'll move you out the way myself.

Well, go on, then.

Just sit down. Go on.

Sit down.

JACK SIGHS

You know, around here,

you say the name Phil Mitchell,

everyone knows who you are.

You'll always be remembered.

But is this how you want people to know you went out?

Laying in your own mess, soaked in booze, alone?

Cos that's where you're headed, mate.

You don't want to be that man, do you, Phil?

People expect better of you.

Even me.

And I don't particularly care for you that much.

So what would you have said?

To Denise?

If you hadn't have come up with that excuse

about calling the social services?

Probably the truth.

I don't know how you can live in this house,

sleep,

sit at the table and eat with your wife and daughter,

knowing that your mother is down there.

I bet the concrete isn't even dry yet.

So what choice have I got?

Hm?

Hm?

Prison?

I know what it's like to grow up without a father.

I do not want that for Kim and Pearl.

You know, I was just about to break the news to her tonight

about me buying the Albert outright.

You know, things... things are going to get better.

You mentioned something about another solution.

Yeah, right, fine.

What if you went back to Trinidad?

I'll pay your flights, give you enough to set yourself up.

Get rid of me, you mean?

Not for good. Just whilst the dust settles.

Think of it like a holiday.

It'll do you good.

Huh! Do YOU good, you mean.

Getting me out of the way. Hm?

You'd be good to remember that I'm the one that's protecting you here.

Yeah, I know.

I know, Vincent.

I...

I don't know how long I can keep this up for, though.

Phil?

You off to bed?

Take this with you and have a look.

I picked it up at the hospital last week.

It's not an NHS thing. It's a private support group.

Only you can do this, Phil. It's up to you.

Just sleep on it, yeah?

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Mr and Mrs Carter, should we go somewhere more private?

-They're family.

-No, it's fine. It's fine.

We found something on the CT scan

which explains why Oliver had the seizure.

There's a skull fracture,

and associated with that, subdural haemorrhage,

which is caused by bleeding around the brain.

What's that mean?

It means he'll need close monitoring and some further tests.

So what are you saying this is?

It's likely to have been caused by a severe head injury.

I am going to need to ask you some more questions

about that fall you mentioned.

-This is our fault, innit?

-No-one's placing any blame.

Well, no, we're both adults. We should have known better.

No, we thought he was fine. Everyone thought he was fine.

Can you tell me exactly what happened?

Yeah, yeah. Me and my sister, we got into a bit of an argument.

She shoved me into the high chair and...

I knocked it over with Ollie in it.

And as it fell, he did hit the side of his head.

Do you think that's definitely what it is?

It sounds consistent with the injury.

-But he'll be all right?

-We're going to do everything we can.

Mick...

Dad, we're sorry. We're so sorry.

-You know all this is down to you, don't you?

-It weren't their fault.

If we knew, Dad... We didn't know.

-If it was anyone's fault, it was ours...

-What did I say to you?!

-I said we should get him checked. I said that to you.

-I know, I know.

You said he'd be all right. You said they fall all the time.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

We are going to be taking Oliver down to the High Dependency Unit

so that we can keep a really close eye on him.

I will send a nurse to escort you down there.

And when I'm satisfied that everybody has calmed down,

you'll be able to see him.

Sorry. We're just... It's a lot...

I understand this is a difficult time.

We'll be out shortly.

-Where is he?

-Mick, is he all right?

-What's happened?

I think you got through to him.

Just had to hurt his pride, that's all.

Quite predictable, really.

Hm.

-Must run in the family.

-How do you mean?

You saying you didn't expect me to burst into the wedding

and declare my undying love?

I wasn't expecting. Just hoping.

Right, I need to get back to the reception.

Make sure Amy knows I'm there.

OK.

And when I'm done, I'll go back to Paris,

get everything sorted out, and I'll be straight back.

Do you promise?

Are you joking?

-I look forward to it.

-JACK CHUCKLES

-Right...

-Go on, then. I'll see you out.

Get out of it!

CAR ENGINE STARTS

TRAIN RUMBLES

-Patrick?

-Huh?

You all right? You seen a ghost or something?

It's been a long day. Let's... Let's get you home, shall we?

-Yeah.

-Yeah?

-Hi, JJ.

You take care of yourself in there, yeah?

When have I not been able to take care of myself?

-Right, I'd better go.

-See you later.

-Can we see him now?

-Can we have a word first?

Yeah.

I need to inform you that, given the nature of the injury,

and the circumstances,

we are obliged to contact Children's Services.

-Sorry? Children's Services?

-What? It was an accident.

-What does that mean?

-You'll have to sit down with them

and go through exactly what happened in a bit more detail.

-Yeah, but...

-The police may want to come round tomorrow, have a look around your home.

-The police?

-But they've done nothing wrong.

Nobody's pointing the finger of blame.

-It's simply standard procedure.

-For what?!

Not now, Shirley.

They'll want to go through everything with your son and daughter, too,

and I'm sure once that's done, everything will be fine.

-This is a joke.

-No, they're just doing their job, all right?

It's fine. No-one's done anything wrong.

Lee, Nancy, listen to me.

(Listen.) All right?

You spent your childhood running into each other,

knocking each other down.

Accidents happen. It weren't your fault.

We need to get through this together.

The important thing here is Ollie.

Please just tell us how he is. What happens next?

Well, he'll need close monitoring over the next few days

while we wait for the test results.

Should we be worried?

He's had a severe head injury with significant bleeding.

The main thing is

is that he's stable now and the seizures have stopped.

It's really impossible to say at this stage how he will be affected.

Are you saying that...

that he might have brain damage or something?

-BUSTER:

-Please, Shirley.

-It's really too early to say.

-We hope he'll make a full recovery.

-But it's possible?

We can't rule anything out at this stage.

Could he have brain damage - yes or no?

It's possible, yes.

Oliver may have brain damage.