Teenage Dreams Casualty

Nah, OK, yeah, bye. What?

Are you picking me up before Bobby's?

Shankar's full of it. What, he only sold four?!

-Serious? Four!

-Are you picking me up or what?!

Yeah, whatever, man, shut the door.

What?

Could I have your signature?

M-hm.

I believe she was talking to me. Thank you.

Ummm, ensure he takes the full course of penicillin - that's ten days.

Any deterioration, we'll need to know. Thank you.

Scarlet fever doesn't sound pleasant

but it's very straightforward to treat.

You diagnosed scarlet fever?

Yes.

Why?

Because he has scarlet fever.

Do you mind?

Hi, I'm Tom. Sorry, Tess. Can I have a look at your hand?

Generalised rash. Strawberry tongue. Sore eyes. Scarlet fever.

Slightly swollen. Feet too. Erythematous rash. Strawberry tongue. Resting pulse?

High.

-All of which indicate a viral illness.

-Possibly.

But we've got four classic signs here.

To be on the safe side?

OK, when you've let me know who the paeds consultant on call is -

I'll ask him to review the case on the ward.

-Just "to be on the safe side."

-OK.

Do you have to do that quite so noisily?

-You're happy(!)

-Yes, walking on sunshine.

Will Dr Nicholls be gracing us with her presence this afternoon?

-She's on night shifts.

-I knew that.

What's the matter with him?

Just Dylan being Dylan, probably. Why?

Well, he may have just misdiagnosed Kawasaki disease.

Do you think I should have a word with him?

Oh, yeah, a man-to-man chat, that's just what Dylan needs.

You're being sarcastic?

I am. Sorry, what's going on here?

-It's my day off.

-So why are you here?

I've got an audit due for Jordan at four. Thought I'd better make a start!

Were you one of those annoying kids that didn't revise but did well in his exams?

We all have our crosses to bear.

-You nervous?

-Bit, but it's going to look so fit on my UCAS form.

-Yeah.

-You know what else is fit?

-No, Jonas. Not here.

Come on.

-Jonas, no way!

-Come on, show me. I want to see it.

Seriously hot.

Text it to me?

Leece - I'm hanging. Are you hanging?

Hiya.

What's the matter with you?

-Weren't about to jump her bones, were you?

-Have you voted for Jonas yet?

What, voting for the greater levels of literacy?

-What are you talking about?

-Just ignore here, she's being silly.

So is your hangover banging then? My stomach's killing me.

I swear - I farted earlier, and a little bit of Lambrini came out.

Why would she have a hangover?

-Leece - can I have a word?

-Yeah.

-BELL RINGS

-Better get to class.

Yeah.

We were just revising at hers.

I didn't even drink that much, I swear.

You know she always exaggerates.

-Was he there?

-No.

Do you reckon Saf would think twice about trying it on with you?

-Do you even care about me?

-You know I do.

Ah, Mr Wiley. Good luck for the count this afternoon.

Thanks, sir.

Saf would never touch me.

Let me protect you.

Love you.

The bell's gone, Ms Dans. You can cast your vote this afternoon.

Yes, sir.

I'll be back in a sec to do your dressing.

Why are you in such a good mood today?

I'm not.

Well, where's that usual furrowed brow? The brooding Scouse thing?

That wasn't a Scouse thing, it was a hungover thing.

But now I'm responsible for my nephew and niece -

I only drink on special occasions.

Aye, right!

I'm serious!

I cook. I clean.

I'm even taking Britney shoe-shopping after school.

When I say shoes, they are more like high heels.

Very nice, you'll be driving a Volvo next. I'm pleased for you.

-You should come.

-Where's that?

-Shopping.

We'll go for pizza or something.

Do you know what, I do like pizza.

Why doesn't that surprise me?

Yeah...

Hi. Hello, Ethan, mate, it's Lenny here.

Look, I'm going to work a bit later tonight, mate,

so can we reschedule for tomorrow and I'll speak to you then?

All right, cheers, bud. Bye-bye.

Lenny, just the man.

Listen, I need to send an e-mail out about your leaving drinks.

Do you know what the plans are?

-I've not actually mentioned anything yet.

-Mentioned what?

-Anything about leaving.

You're very popular.

Lenny, you are very well liked here,

people would want to give you a good send-off.

Let me know, please, sooner rather than later.

-Saving you the embarrassment.

-DOOR OPENS

What's going on?

Looking for my sister.

Isaac - back to class, please.

Mr Hussein, I won't tell you again,

you no longer attend this school - you are therefore trespassing.

-My sister left this.

-I'll pass it on.

How much do you earn a year, sir?

Either leave now - or I call the police.

Whatever, you idiot.

You stay away from him.

-You still on for four?

-On the dot.

Punctuality. Was there ever a more attractive quality?

You haven't even started the audit, Tom?

Not even a little bit.

Actually, I was hoping we could have a chat.

Man to man.

What?

Well, you know, a chat, you know? Over a beer.

Well, I'll have a beer, you can have a...Dandelion and Burdock.

Or whatever you want. It's up to you.

Excuse me.

-That went well.

-Linda. It's for you. Joe's school.

Why? What's happened? Hello? Yes.

Is he all right?

OK. I'll be there. Thanks.

Everything OK?

Joe's not well. Do you mind if I go to the school to pick him up?

If you disappear for an hour, I'll assume you're on lunch.

-Thank you.

-An hour, mind.

Can you look after that for us? I might be longer than an hour. OK.

-Didn't think you'd come.

-Don't text me again,

seeing your name on my phone made me want to gip.

Tell your brother to stay away from my girlfriend.

Tell him yourself. Anything else?

Yeah, and you stay away from us.

Not that simple any more.

You're going to ruin everything.

-Jonas? What are you doing in here?

-Nothing. What's happened?

-Jonas, it's all over the school.

-What is?

I can't believe you did this!

Wait there.

Baby, what happened? Leece, come on, talk to me.

What's all around the school?

-Give it back!

-No, not unless you speak to me.

Just give it back to me, Jonas. You're such an idiot.

I'm not an idiot.

Don't ever say I'm an idiot.

-Ever.

-Sorry.

Leece, Leece, come on, don't be stupid. Let me get it.

-I didn't mean "idiot".

-But you said it.

You know about my spelling and stuff,

it's like you do it on purpose!

I didn't mean it.

Yeah, and I didn't send that photo. So we're even.

I'd rather be passionate than feel nothing.

Yeah, it's better to feel something than nothing.

Yeah.

He was there, wasn't he? Last night. Saf was there?

I'm not gonna be angry, baby.

Honestly. I don't mind if he was.

I just want us to always be honest with each other.

The only reason I didn't tell you was because I didn't wanna upset you.

So you lied. What happened?

Nothing. Nothing happened.

Then why not tell me in the first place?

Cos I knew you'd react like this.

Jonas!

-You make me react like this.

-Jonas, don't!

SHE SCREAMS

Here you go, handsome.

Cheers.

Oi! Get out of here, go on! Just do one, will you?

Look at them, they're like feral rats.

You were a teenager once as well, you know.

So how many of you are going this afternoon?

About ten.

You haven't seen each other since school and you're going go-karting?

What's wrong with a decent pint down the pub?

-Well, if you don't wanna come, just say.

-Oh, I do.

I do, Jeffrey, nothing will give me greater pleasure

-than lapping you in front of your peers.

-Yeah, right!

RADIO: 'Holby control to 3006.'

3006 to control - go ahead.

'Emergency call to Birchgrove High School. Roof collapse.

'Casualties unknown.

'Fire service and additional ambulances also responding.

'Early update appreciated.'

3006 to control received, we're on our way.

-Collapsed roof, at a school? That's a court case right there.

-Yeah.

BUILDING CREAKS AND GROANS

Leece!

Leece, are you all right? Hang on.

-Where's your phone?

-I don't know.

Where's your phone, Leece?

Single file into form classes.

Please, single file. Quickly, come on.

-There are some pupils still inside.

-Do we know how many?

-Not yet, no.

-Who are you, sir?

-Caleb Flack. Deputy Head.

-Control, this is 3006...

Can you do me a favour, Caleb, keep everyone well back?

..On the scene at school roof collapse. There's pupils still inside.

We are going to need a medic on site, can you inform Holby ED

and put them on standby. Over.

Right, we should wait for the fire brigade to secure the building.

Yeah, we should. Do you wanna wait?

No, I'll sweep inside, you take the perimeter

and establish a Command Control Point.

I love it when you talk dirty. Dix - no heroics.

OK.

PHONE RINGS

Emergency Department.

What's happening?

-Shhhhh. Waiting to see what he offers.

-What? Who?

-The banker.

-Very droll.

-Every time!

-There's been a major roof collapse...

-No deal.

..at a local school. We're being placed on standby

-and they've requested an urgent medical team on site.

-I'll go.

It's my day off, you won't miss me and I've had pre-hospital training.

"Pre-hospital training!"

Thank you, Tom. I'll let them know.

Don't forget your cape(!)

LEECE COUGHS

It's all right, it's all right, help's here!

-Help. My arm, please!

-OK, darling.

-It got stuck under the roof.

-OK, sweetheart. What's your name?

-Alisha.

All right, sweetheart. You hurting anywhere else?

No, it's just my arm.

Right, love, you'll have to stay put for a bit, OK?

-Good girl.

-Please get it off.

-All right.

What you doing?

I'm just trying to work something out.

-What's your name, darling?

-Jonas.

Jonas. Are you hurting, have you got any pain anywhere?

-No.

-No? Jonas, is there anyone else in here?

Right, Jonas, I need you to stay with her, yeah?

Just keep talking to her, keep her nice and calm.

So, are...are you speaking to Sam at the moment?

No. There's no need. Why would I?

If you wanted to talk to someone you could talk to me.

I know you don't want to but if you did, you could.

Has someone been eating my cereal?

-Dylan.

-I'm telling you, I'm fine.

It's all right, darling, I'm a paramedic.

We're gonna get you out of here.

Am I gonna die?

No, sweetheart, you're not gonna die.

We are going to have to move quickly on this one

and you're gonna have to trust me. What d'you say? What's your name?

-Isaac.

-Isaac, that's a good name. I'm Dixie.

Is that your real name?

No, Kathleen. But only when I'm in trouble.

Right, Isaac, I need you to take a big, deep breath for me.

-Can you do that?

-Yeah.

-Good lad.

Now, I need you to count to three. Nice and loud, OK? Go.

1...2...

Dixie, you OK?

Dixie, can you hear me, over?

'Could do with some more help in here, mate.'

Dixie, this is Amy Markland. Fire Incident Officer.

As soon as the structure's secure we'll get in there with you.

What should have happened before you recklessly entered that building.

'You quote me the Health and Safety at Work Act, darling,

'and I'll quote you this - my job is to save lives. Over.'

All right? What we got?

-One pretty unsafe building.

-And we've got three kids inside?

-Uh - yes. I think so. Yes.

-How many men have you got?

I've got two teams securing the perimeter as we speak

-and one team on standby ready to enter when we can.

-How long will that be?

It's hard to say. That roof could come down any second.

Better get in there now, hadn't we?

SHE SIGHS

The bravery awards on, are they? Lads, follow me!

Leece, you need to say it was you.

You went to the roof to smoke or something.

Alicia? Listen to me. Say it was your fault.

Tom, just take the two straight ahead, please?

-Yeah, I'm on it. It's Jonas, isn't it?

-Help her. Her arm's stuck.

Alicia? What...

OK, look, just stay nice and calm.

I'm going to get you out as soon as possible.

OK, Isaac, I'm gonna give you something for the pain till

we can get you out.

It's gonna feel weird, but a good weird, OK?

Yeah, I like good weird.

Me and you both, kid. Me and you both.

Don't leave me.

Not going anywhere, sweetheart.

Don't ever leave me.

Jonas. Whose bag is that? Is there anyone else in here?

It's Alicia's bag, there's no one else inside.

All right, so it's only three we'll be receiving?

Right, yep, Thanks for letting us know,

I'll get Mr Jordan to stand everyone down.

Big Mac, how are you?

Not bad, actually, not bad at all.

Though, I did have this weird dream last night.

I was walking through this field of snow.

But it wasn't snow, you know.

And I wasn't really walking, it was sort of floating.

Big Mac, could you do me a favour?

Look after Joe until I finish my shift, please?

You do know that my job description says "porter", not "babysitter"?

Linda, there's only so many times I can have this conversation with you.

This is a hospital, not a creche.

It's all sorted Tess - I'm more than happy to look after Joe

-until Linda's finished. I've done my shift.

-Thank you.

Right, so that was Isaac and Jonas.

How are they?

Yeah, fine. They're on their way to Holby ED now.

-You can ride shotgun with them if you like?

-No, I'm needed to coordinate here.

Mrs Dickinson will follow on in the car.

God bless.

That one there, please, fellas.

Let's get 10 of morphine in her, please.

It was my fault. I was on the roof smoking.

All right, let's not worry about that now, OK?

Jeff, where's Dixie?

She's gone in that first ambulance there.

Would you mind accompanying Alicia in for me, please?

-No, sure, I'll do that now.

-Thanks, Jeff.

Meera Hussein's been accounted for incorrectly. She's missing.

-Who is she?

-She's very good friends with Alicia Dans.

-Are you saying she's inside?

-I'm saying we don't know where she is.

And I'm saying that building won't be standing in ten minutes.

-Dixie.

-OK, this is Isaac Flack.

He's sustained an isolated injury to his left shoulder where he was impaled by a nail.

I had to pull him free.

Some blood loss at scene, but with good distal sensation and movement.

Pulse 110. BP 160/90.

-Which bed, Tess?

-Dixie, don't leave me.

Hello, Issac, I'm Doctor Hanna, we are going to take good care of you.

Right, Issac, I need you to wiggle your bum onto this bed for me,

please, love, all right?

We've given him 10 of morphine and there's a bag of saline going.

And so it begins...

Right, let's keep some pressure on that wound.

We need some more morphine. And get some bloods please, Tess.

Who's this?

It's Jonas, Jonas Wiley. His BP, Pulse and SATS all fine.

He's got some nasty cuts to the head. No meds given.

-I'm fine.

-OK, well, as well as you look, it's best to make sure.

-No Jim today?

-You mean Jeff? He's on his way in.

Where's my girlfriend? Where's Alicia?

With me, please.

Did they get her out?

Meera! Meera!

I've got her! Meera.

What are you - man or mouse?

Right, let's lift her over when we are ready please. On three.

-1...2...3.

-Alicia!

-Jonas!

Severe injury is to the left forearm...

-Can you get back to cubicles?!

-She's my girlfriend.

-Get back to cubicles.

-I need you to keep still for me.

-All right, let the doctors do their job.

-That's my girlfriend, what's wrong with you people?

-Appreciate that, but we need to get you checked.

-Don't leave me.

-Can someone get on to X-ray, please?

-Jonas.

OK, we're taking Issac to cubicles. It's a bit calmer.

-Quick.

-We're coming out!

Meera Hussein. 16-year-old girl. Found unconscious at the school.

She's diabetic, IV dextrose given with an improvement in blood glucose level

-but not GCS, so she was intubated with ketamine and sux.

-Meera? Why's she here? What's happened?!

OK, on me. 1, 2, 3.

OK, let's repeat the primary survey and do a FAST scan,

can we have the neurosurgeon and radiologist on the phone

and get the on-call anaesthetist in here please.

Meera! What's happened?

-Can you get back to bed, please.

-Tess, don't worry.

-What's wrong with her? Her eyes aren't open?!

-Calm down.

-Can you get the screens across, please.

-FAST scan's not bad, is it?

Meera's suffered some very serious head injuries,

-they need to establish if there's been any damage to the brain.

-Oh, my God, I feel sick.

I didn't know she was in there.

Mmm, what do you think, doctor?

-Dr Joe - I think this arm needs to come off, don't you?

-Hey!

-Yeah.

-Everything OK?

Ah, saved in the knickers of time.

We're having great fun, aren't we, Joe?

I'll have this young lad on a career path to medicine in no time, won't I?

Well, now that "Operation High Heels" is off because Joe's not feeling well,

I'm going to do pizza and a DVD at mine.

Kids would love you to come.

Yeah, all right, pepperoni sounds good.

Lovely, I'll see you in a bit.

Your head and neck are fine, but a fracture to the humerus?

-Well, might make it more difficult for you to smoke in future.

-I don't smoke.

-I thought you said...

-I said what?

Doesn't matter.

Umm, so, how have things been... since I saw you last?

What, you mean am I still sticking my fingers down my throat after I eat?

-Well, is the counselling helping?

-I didn't go to the referral.

-Why not?

Everything OK with your dad? We're still getting his voicemail.

He's working in Newcastle. Look, is Meera going to be OK?

-Do you want to tell me how you got this?

-It's nothing. It's just a burn from my straighteners.

Doesn't look like a burn to me.

Well, I'm telling you that it is.

I'm just going to chase up some results, OK?

You really do need to stay in bed.

With any head injury we need to keep you monitored.

-I wanna stay with my girlfriend.

-She's going to be absolutely fine.

We'll be moving her to CDU shortly. We're just waiting on a bed.

Earlier, when I asked if there was anyone else inside the building,

you said no.

Yeah.

-Well, don't feel guilty about it. You weren't to know.

-No.

Hi, Jonas, everything OK?

-Yes, sir. Thanks, sir.

-Good lad.

So how many does she smoke a day?

-Who?

-Alicia.

-She doesn't smoke.

Oh. OK.

Is Meera gonna be OK?

I'm sure Dr Keogh and the team are doing everything possible,

she's suffered some serious injuries.

If we could have got to her sooner, who knows?

So, wait... If Alicia doesn't smoke,

why did she tell me she was on the roof, smoking?

No, it was me. She might have had a drag. She sometimes does.

Well, as I said, don't blame yourself.

What happened?!

Let's go through and talk to the doctor. This way.

Doctor Keogh, this is Saf, Meera's brother.

OK. Hello.

There does seem to be some serious head trauma.

The good news is that there's doesn't appear be any trauma to the chest.

You know she's diabetic?

-Yes, we are aware.

-We've been unable to contact your parents.

They're in Pakistan. It's just us.

We'll liaise with the police and embassy to see if we can get in touch.

Dixie. Isaac seems to be doing fine.

So I'll get him admitted to an in-patient ward as soon as there's a bed.

Brilliant. Suits you.

Oh, he looks exhausted.

Ah, well, it's not easy work being a surgeon, is it, big man?

-You ready?

-Break in 15 minutes.

OK, well, soggy panini, a can of coke, that's doable.

Lenny says he's doing all right?

Yeah, he is. Still waiting for his dad to arrive.

I'll be back in a sec to do your dressing, OK?

You look different in normal clothes.

Someone once said, "If it requires a uniform it's a worthless endeavour."

But I don't think that's true.

-And who said that?

-I don't know.

-So, is your dad on his way in?

-Yeah, well, he knows I'm here.

What about your mum?

No, no, she's dead.

-I'm sorry.

-Don't be.

What? What is it?

How's she doing?

Right, and what do you suggest I do about it?

All I know is that when I asked him if there was anyone else inside that building, he paused.

My patient has clumps of hair missing and he's behaving furtively.

Are you seriously suggesting that this boy deliberately misled you

while he was trapped under God knows how many tons of collapsed roofing?

Deliberately lied?

DELIBERATELY put the life of one of his classmates in jeopardy? Why? Why would he do that?

I don't know.

Exactly. There's nothing we can do on a hunch.

So my suggestion is, treat your patients to the best of your ability

and stop playing detective.

Is that perfectly clear?

-Mr Jordan.

-Go through.

Oh, there you are. Come on, mate, shake a leg, we're gonna be late.

What's up?

Sorry, mate. I'm not feeling too good.

You go on ahead and I'll catch up later.

-What's the matter?

-I just got a headache, that's all.

I'm gonna have a little sit down. I'll be fine. Honestly.

Well, you'll be there to see me on the winner's podium, won't you?

Yeah, course I will. Good luck, Schumacher.

Actually, Schumacher hasn't won anything since he was with Ferrari in 2006.

So you're better off saying, "Good luck, Vettel."

-Or "Good luck, Hamilton." or "Good luck..."

-Jeff! I got headache, mate.

Right, yeah, OK.

-Game a call if you want anything, yeah?

-Cheers, love.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

I was summoned?

You in charge here?

I'm the lead consultant here, yes.

-We'd like to request a female doctor, please, for Alicia.

-Jonas?

-Why's that?

-I'm sure it's nothing, but I'm guessing he's single, right?

Who?

Dr Kent, whatever his name is.

I think that's irrelevant. Why?

He's making my girlfriend uncomfortable.

Is that true, Alicia?

OK.

-This is ridiculous.

-I'm not accusing you of anything.

So why are you taking me off her case?

-I haven't even been alone with her.

-This isn't personal, Tom.

-Do you believe it?

No. Of course I don't. Absolutely not.

-So why?

-Because I have to follow procedures.

And I have my patient's welfare to consider.

This is 2012.

They can accuse us of anything they like

and they can end a career in an instant.

So I've put Doctor Hanna on the case.

Who else? Who else was hurt?

Alicia Dans. Jonas Wiley.

Isaac.

He'll be fine.

-Why aren't you with him?

-I'm doing my job.

You know, you can come back, if you wanted to.

I'm not angry anymore and it's not too late.

You can repeat the year, get your A-Levels.

-Give yourself a future.

-I've got a future.

Selling mobile phones? You might think the money is good now,

and I'm sure it is, but you deserve better.

You deserve a shot at better, at least.

My parents are in Pakistan. They're bringing me back a wife.

My future's already decided.

-Can you just charge the thing?

-Look, I really shouldn't do this.

If this goes missing - I'm not responsible.

-Why would it go missing?

-This is the NHS.

-Jonas?

-Yeah?

We need you to sign your discharge forms, just there and there.

You shouldn't be here.

Why did you request a female doctor?

It's got nothing to do with you.

It's got everything to do with me. Your actions could end my career.

Is Meera going to be OK?

-Why are you protecting him?

-I'm not protecting anyone.

-He'd do anything for me.

-Even pull your hair out?

Alicia, you're 16 years old.

You shouldn't have to be dealing with this.

You ought to be happy.

More importantly than that, you ought to be healthy.

I am happy.

Your best friend is in a critical condition,

your arm is fractured and you've got clumps of hair missing.

You also happen to be bulimic.

But what you're not is stupid.

-What are you doing here?

-I lost my pen.

You come anywhere near her again, I'll make sure you lose a lot more than that.

-That woman doctor said I can go.

-Go home?

Come with me to the pharmacy, yeah? I need to get a prescription.

-So, has your dad been in to see you yet?

-Yeah. Yeah, he just left.

-Must be weird, him being a teacher at your school?

-How do you know that?

Flack - not the most common of surnames, is it?

No.

-So, what were you doing in the gym in the first place?

-It's just where everyone hangs out.

Except, you weren't with everyone, were you?

Yeah, well, I don't have many friends.

Not, like, normal people.

Jeff says there's no such thing as normal.

-Who's Jeff?

-My husband.

Your husband?

You surprised?

Well, it's just you don't exactly scream Stepford Wife.

When my dad was dying, I didn't want him to go

and not think the best of me,

so I married Jeff.

And he's a lovely man,

but he is a man.

What I'm trying to say is, you've got one life.

Don't waste time with regret before it's even started.

Yeah, I just thought that if I could become Head Boy, I'd be more normal.

And that I'd make him proud.

I'm sure he's proud of you.

He hasn't been to see me.

-Yeah, but you said...

-Yeah, I know, I lied.

He couldn't even bear to be in the same ambulance as me.

-I'm sure that's not true.

-So where is he?

-Jonas, I'm not even dressed.

-Don't worry about it.

It's only for a few hours, I'll drop you back later.

They'll be counting the results soon.

I think it's probably all postponed now.

-Why?

-Why do you think?

Maybe we should go and see Meera before we go?

You'll only upset yourself. Oh, my phone. Wait there.

My phone. It was charging.

Make sure Alicia re-makes that counselling appointment.

She doesn't need counselling. She needs me.

I don't know what game you're playing or what you're trying

to achieve - but I'm on to you. Know that I'm on to you.

-On to you too, buddy.

-You knew Meera was in there.

-Tom.

-I'm sorry, did you find your pen? Or was it my girlfriend you were after?

-Jonas!

-You knew and left her for dead.

-Stop.

-I don't know what you're talking about.

Alicia, I'm begging you, tell the truth. Do not let him get away with this.

Tom, do you remember the last time she was here?

Leave this will end up in front of the GMC.

-Zoe - can I have you in resus, please?

-Tom.

She's tachycardic, BP is dropping, and she's bleeding.

-Where's she bleeding?

-Don't worry, Tom, we've got it.

Cross match 6 units and we hang up 2 of O neg.

-What are we missing?

-OK, she didn't arrive with any pelvic trauma, no?

-No.

Tess, can you call Jordan down here, please?

-Why didn't we do a full CT?

-We're losing her.

OK, is your middle name Lucky? Cos that nail missed the bone,

the arteries, the tendons.

Seriously, I'm going to get you a copy of this to frame.

-These junior doctors are getting younger, aren't they?

-Eh? Oh, him.

You hear that, Joe? You even look like a doctor now.

I'll see you in a minute.

I'm ready.

Hiya, love. You all right?

Let's go.

I told you on the phone, we can't go shopping, Joe's ill.

Don't look ill to me.

We'll go at the weekend.

But the party's on Friday.

Everyone's gonna laugh if I turn up in trainies.

You said we could go.

Your brother's not well, I'm not traipsing around town with him.

It won't be all night, I know what I want.

-You've only just got here, don't start.

-Perhaps I should let you guys get on with it, eh?

You think the more time you spend with him, he's actually gonna talk to you?

-Cos he ain't. He hates you.

-Eh, Britney?

You can shut up an' all.

That's enough! Come on.

Caleb, isn't it?

Yes. Thank you for everything you've done.

You do realise your boy is lying in there on his own?

Well, I have a duty of care to all of my pupils.

This isn't a time for sentiment.

I'd say it's exactly a time for sentiment.

Let's just say it, shall we? Get it out in the open.

Isaac's gay. Get over it.

BP still falling.

We can't contain this bleed. Can we get the surgeons down here?!

What have we got?

-Massive PV bleed.

-Tom - out, please.

-Nick, we're losing her.

-Let's get a FAST scan on her, quickly.

-We already ran a FAST scan. It came back clear.

-Run another one.

-What's happening?

-Out, please.

-Let the doctors do their job.

-You don't understand, she needs insulin

-or she'll go into a coma without it.

-Nothing to do with the diabetes.

Wait, that's Alicia's bag.

I said put it back, that is Alicia's bag!

That's not my bag.

How many units of blood did we cross match?

Six, and she's had three.

Mr Jordan, Mr Jordan, she's pregnant.

-It's an ectopic pregnancy.

-She's ruptured.

-Doctor Kent, what's going on?

-Let's talk outside.

-No. Now!

When I asked Jonas who that bag belonged to, he said it was yours.

Jonas knows what my bag looks like.

He bought it for me for Christmas.

-Jonas, you know that that's Meera's bag?

-Exactly. He knew she was in there and he lied.

I didn't.

No. It's not true.

He set me up.

-Stay there.

-He set me up!

Alicia!

Tom, leave it. I'll call security.

They're lying. Tell me they're lying.

Leave me alone!

-Meera just lost a baby. Don't you care?

-Yeah, well, she was a little slut too.

She was pregnant!

I know she was pregnant.

How could you have known that?

She was a little slut too!

-No.

-Some friend she turned out to be.

-You're sick.

-Yet, you're the one who loves me.

-You voted for that poof?

-Do you want to know why?

Cos I wanted you to know what it felt like to lose.

To feel this small.

Because that is how you make me feel.

But I won.

No, Jonas. You didn't win anything.

Alicia? You OK?

Yeah, I will be.

I didn't touch her.

Poor lad.

Yeah. Makes you wish Britney and Joe realised how lucky they are.

Where are they?

Big Mac's boring them to tears with army stories.

So, pepperoni pizza tonight then, yeah?

I can't. I can't do this, Linda.

Can't what?

I feel like I'm becoming the surrogate dad here.

I'm not asking you to be.

I know you're not asking me to, it's just how I feel.

Which would be fine if I was staying...

but I'm not.

Not staying where? What are you on about?

I'm leaving, Linda.

I got an attachment to a Forensic Pathology lab in London.

London? You can't go to London.

Why not?

Cos you'll hate it there.

I meant to tell you about this ages ago.

-You're really leaving?

-Yeah.

You all right?

Come here.

You're like a boomerang.

I don't want to see him. Go away!

I had a call from the school.

You didn't win Head Boy.

But you are Deputy Head.

Hey, that's supposed to be good news.

I don't always know how to say it or show it...

but I am very proud of you.

I am.

Sir, can I speak to Isaac?

Yes, but not for long.

He needs his rest.

See ya.

How's Meera?

-They think she's going to be OK.

-That's good.

-Yeah.

I need to know - have you told anyone?

No.

Are you going to?

No.

I wanna come back to school.

Yeah, you should.

And you won't tell anyone?

Is she going to be OK?

If she makes it through the next 24 hours, hopefully yes, she'll be OK.

Have you done your hands? OK, you can have five minutes.

Meera? It's me.

I just want you to know, if you can hear me,

I'm not angry, OK?

Just...just get better.

Please, get better.

DR KENT COUGHS

Your dad. Still no answer.

That's because you're trying the wrong number.

He's not in Newcastle, he's just got a new phone.

Could you call him for me?

Of course.

And I've made you another referral.

Thanks.

Oh, yes, just over there.

What have you done now?

Crashed on the first corner.

Turns out those tyres around the track really hurt.

-You had it X-rayed?

-Nah, nah, it's just a sprain.

Couple of days and I'll be fine.

You all right? Penny for 'em.

Oh, ignore me. Just having a moment.

I do think about it though, sometimes, you know.

-What it would be like to be a mum.

-Yeah?

You're not suggesting that we do...

No! No, no, I'm not suggesting that.

All right, good.

Right, come on, peg leg.

I am going to buy you a very large mojito.

-Good, can I have two?

-No.

-Dylan.

-Haven't you got an audit to be doing?

-Jordan gave me an extension.

-Punctuality's the most attractive of all qualities, isn't it?

Look, I wanted to let you know, that patient from earlier.

It was scarlet fever, not Kawasaki disease. You were right.

Yes, I usually am.

There you go, that was a joke. Sort of progress.

You sure you don't fancy that Dandelion and Burdock?

Wouldn't dream of cramping your style.

I'll be five minutes, OK?

Take as long as you want - we're going into town.

-I don't think so.

-Well, I need to get them shoes for the party.

You're not going anywhere, young lady.

Young lady? What you talking all posh for?

And he's MY brother, so stop trying to worm your way in.

I told you, Joe's not well, you're not going shopping, we're going home.

There's nothing wrong with him.

What'd you want to do? You want to go shopping with me, yeah? Come on - what you want to do?

This is your fault!

Leave her alone!

You did this on purpose, trying to turn him against me.

Joe, you wait in here a minute, OK? Outside.

It doesn't have to be like this, you know, we could be friends.

-I'm not your enemy.

-I wish you were dead.

Look, why don't you tell me what shoes you want

and I'll pick them up tomorrow before my shift starts.

-Don't touch me.

-Britney...

-I said - don't touch me!

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