Memory Games Casualty

Control, this is Tango 354 on call 43.

I'm at the location given. Over.

SIREN WAILING

Is this him, the "drowning man"?

I take it I'm not needed then?

No, sorry mate.

Right now, we're 'ere to make the council wake up

and give the people who run Warley Point the funds they need.

-Yeah! Hear! Hear!

-Now, I'm not talking about luxuries,

like colour tellies and fancy food...

-Are you absolutely sure you're up to this?

-I'm fine, honestly.

-You've got your mobile?

-Matt, stop fussing.

Well, decent turn-out.

Very decent.

You definitely haven't seen HIM?

Not for days.

-Right-ho, let's get started then, come on...

-I'll leave you to it.

-Get some sleep.

-..we're off!

THEY CHEER

# Bless them all

# Bless them all

# The long and the short and the tall... #

# It's a long way... #

Can we please get a move on!

# It's a long way to Tipperary

# To the sweetest girl I know... #

It's your fault! You told me it's...

I know it's cold outside, but you know this isn't a hostel.

-You know it's not a pub...

-Bleurgh!

Ho-ho! You're getting slow, gramps!

You're going to love the night shift. It has a charm all it's own.

-About as charming as a rectal probe(!)

-Getcher hands off...

I thought this was supposed to be a gentle stroll,

not a flamin' death march!

# Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag

# And smile, smile, sm... #

ARGH!

-What happened?

-My back's gone.

-Listen to me, erm, er...

-It's Stan.

-Stan.

-Just get me on my feet.

Argh! Oh, oh, ooh...

Er, er...

I'll call... I'll call an ambulance.

Ooh, ah!

Oh, there's no signal!

Er, er...

Hey, ambulance.

I-I'm with someone, he's e-elderly and I-I...

He's fallen over and I-I-I think he might have broken his hip.

Er...

He can't...move.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Dr Hanna?

The ambulance has just gone out for a serious spinal injury.

PAGER BEEPS

-Oh, you have

-got

-to be kidding me!

-OK, people, let's make a bit of room.

-Stay back please, thank you.

Thank you.

OK, hello, I'm Dr Hanna. Can you hear me?

Can you move your feet for me?

Pulse 80. BP over 90.

We're going to get you some pain relief and get you to hospital, OK.

I'll get the morphine. Collar and board him.

-Find out who's in charge.

-What's his name again?

-Can someone tell me who's in charge please?

-Ok, Stan...

See, this outfit's working for me. Very Spandau Ballet!

Bit before my time that.

-What are you doing here?

-I'm on call. What are you doing here?

I'm a BASICS volunteer.

Ha! You're joking?

Interesting.

I had you down more as a, "what's in it for me?", kind of guy.

Somebody's got to do it.

People insist on getting into scrapes at unsociable hours.

What's with the glasses?

Before you make some joke, I didn't have time to put my lenses in.

-They're horrible.

-I was going to say they're nice.

-Really?

-No.

-Why are you here?

-What, is this it?

-Yes.

-Chinese whispers.

Control gets half a dozen hysterical calls...

Oh! I could be at home in bed now.

Organiser's over there, walkers said she was pushing them too hard.

-What's her version?

-Why don't you go find out?

Ha, good luck, she's a bit loopy to be honest. A bit hyped up.

SHE WHIMPERS

SHE WHIMPERS

SHE WHIMPERS

OK, OK, I'm a doctor, I'm a doctor, I'm here to help you!

Calm down, I'm here to help you. CALM DOWN!

OK?

OK? I'm a doctor?

Right, you've hurt your leg very badly.

I need you to keep still, or you're going to make it worse.

-(Where is he?)

-OK?

Where's he gone?

Hello, this is Tango 354.

I have a female...about 40, she's had a fall of approximately 20 feet.

Keep still!

-We're just going to let him sleep it off.

-Don't we need to work out what's wrong?

-He's drunk, that's what's wrong.

-Doesn't he need IV fluids?

Plus, we should take blood for LFT's and what about a chest x-ray?

OK. First, he's had all the tests done already.

He's here every couple of months with the same thing.

In winter he lives here, how's the leg?

-Er, it's itchy...

-Yeah, but his condition could have worsened.

-What colour is he?

-What's his colour got to do with anything?

I mean, is he yellow? Is he jaundiced?

Er, he's not blue as well, so his airway's fine and his BM's normal.

Roll him on his side and let him sleep it off. Thank you...

I take it the, er, the mentoring lark is wearing a bit thin?

This guy just needs to be brought down a peg or two, seriously.

It's itchy...itchy...

Lovely singing voice, Stan, give us another one!

Please, take him to cubicles.

All right.

-Sorry, are we keeping you up?

-Oh, I'll have you know I'm flat out, Zoe.

Yeah, so I can see.

-Oh, my grandma used to have specs like those.

-Oh, very funny!

Sexy glasses!

And suddenly everyone's a comedian.

I wish I'd stayed in bed.

Actually buddy, there is something you can do for him. Come here.

Lay on a...

cleaning trolley, plenty of large surgipads and take the air freshener in with you.

-That leg's going to need cleaning up. It's down to us.

-Us?

-You.

STAN MUMBLES

Go and get yourself cleaned up.

-Then come into my office and tell me what's been going on.

-OK.

-He shouldn't have left Lloyd to deal with Ivan on his own.

-He's playing games.

I'll give him games.

Right then, Ivan, let's have a look at that leg of yours.

-Staff Nurse Faldren!

-Yeah!

OK, let's have a look.

-Ruth!

-Erm, what do we do?

-Just get the door, yeah?

-Come on, this way.

-OK, let's get you through to resus.

I've got ya'.

-What's happening to me?

-You're in safe hands, Rachel.

-You!

-I'm new.

Never mind that.

He's having problems breathing.

Yep, absent breath sounds on the left.

It's a pneumothorax. You have a collapsed lung.

OK, let's have a look at this. Arm's pierced right through.

-Bone's been shattered.

-OK, sit him forward.

Right, I want 6 units cross matched immediately. And a FAST scan to exclude any pericardial trauma.

It's a pity neither of your mentees are here to watch.

OK, back.

She has a bi-malleolar fracture of the ankle and the calcaneum's been smashed.

GCS was 15 throughout.

I have given her 5 mgs of morphine and an anti-emetic.

But, er, no sign of head trauma.

Thank you, doctor.

Sorry, Rachel, I know this is a bit uncomfortable, but we have to clean the wounds as a first step.

And that's about it. Well done, Scarlett.

We've increased your pain relief to make you feel more comfortable.

And we've contacted your husband.

When you fell, you landed in an upright position and crushed your ankle, you understand?

She was being followed, by a man.

You're safe now.

And you sustained serious lower leg injuries, we're going to need to get you soon to emergency surgery.

But, I'll be all right, though?

-Eventually. Hopefully. Have you eaten recently?

-Indian. It was, er...

-Tonight?

-I really wouldn't know. She'll have to wait till morning for the operation.

In the meantime let's get a back slab on that leg.

And get her up to CDU, thank you.

Thank you, Doctor.

Thank you, Doctor.

Thanks.

Breathing a little better?

Well, enough to tell us your name?

L-Luke...Mason. I need to call the police.

They've been contacted. Someone will be here soon.

Can you tell us what happened?

I was attacked by the university, they tried to rob me.

-I should have just given them the cash.

-That's what I'd have done.

But I just snapped.

I thought, no, you'll have to fight me.

Then I heard this bang, and, and I look down and there's this hole in my arm.

I grabbed one guy but the other one got away.

I was so fired up, you know, I didn't feel any pain.

And the next thing I just couldn't breathe and, er, that's it really.

-Who brought you to hospital?

-Me. I- I walked it.

Huh! It's a hell of a long walk, man!

How serious is it?

Very, Luke.

You have a large nail embedded in your chest.

-A nail?

-It's passed through your lung and it's lying close to your heart.

They attacked me with a nail gun?

I'd say so, yes.

Am I going to die?

Well, we can treat it but you're going to have to have an operation.

What kind of sicko attacks someone with a nail gun?

Hi, can you fast-bleep cardio-thorasics to resus, yep.

Oh, Jay, a word of advice, this is an ED, not a playground.

-It's not the right place for settling scores.

-What are you talking about?

-That stunt earlier with Nurse Asike?

-Oh, yeah, that was funny though.

You were being immature.

-Me, immature?

-Hello?

-He started it.

-Yeah, it's Dr Winters.

So this man who's been following you...

He wants to hurt me.

He's been in my house, in my bedroom.

-Everywhere I go, he's there.

-Have you spoken to the police?

Not interested.

-Sorry, sorry.

-Ah, Dr Lyons.

Yes? Oh, for me, right. What we got? Too much Barley Wine?

No, not exactly. The night staff at her nursing home found her having a haematemesis.

-OK.

-And suffering severe abdominal pain. So they called us.

Looks like they did the right thing then.

It's not as simple as that exactly.

-She's made a living will.

-So we need to respect her wishes.

Oh, no, no no.

-Right.

-I shouldn't be here...

No...

OK, Luke, the X-ray and ultrasound confirmed the position of the nail.

It's gone into the heart, but it's not a problem.

Now we need some idea of your medical history so we can pass in on to the surgical team.

-Any allergies?

-Not that I know of.

-OK, are you on any medication?

-No.

-What about this? It looks recent.

-It was my appendix.

Were there complications?

Yeah. It was pretty serious.

OK. Was that done here?

No, Saint Lawrence's in Truro, that's where I'm from.

I love it there! Is there anyone you want us to call?

Sandy, the wife, she's pregnant, expecting twins.

Twins, eh? You are going to be busy.

She's been having a rough time of it recently.

I don't want to upset her or frighten her. I work nights.

-So I'll call her in the morning.

-Cool.

-Nurse Faldren, can I have a word? Can you spare him?

-Yeah.

Lloyd, I'd like you to assist Dr Winters.

It should be a good learning experience.

I thought you'd like to know I've cleaned up Ivan's leg and changed his dressing.

You shouldn't have left Lloyd to deal with that on his own.

I thought he was ready!

-Oh, come on, I know you weren't keen on mentoring Lloyd and Scarlett.

-That's not true.

Perhaps you'd prefer it if I found someone more responsible?

Look, it's not that I don't want to do it, it's just...

Is that it?

Look, I don't know what he told you but he does not respect me.

And do you blame him?

Get back to work.

Right, Shirley, I know what you've written, but we're going to need to treat you.

Can you make the cancer go away?

Then I don't want any treatment.

This is a medical emergency, you're really not well.

No treatment.

No resuscitation.

Fine, I'll set you up with some pain medication that you can control yourself, OK?

-Where are you from?

-Scotland.

-I know that, ya bampot.

-Sorry, erm, I was born in Glasgow.

I'm from the Gorbals.

Yeah, so what brings you all the way down to Holby?

-Train?

-Aye, me too.

Right, OK.

We'll get you moved as soon as possible.

Are you sure this is what you want?

What I want is to be in my own bed with my own things.

I had it all planned, even the music.

Can I ring your family for you?

I'm 90. Everyone I care about's already gone.

I've outlived my own children.

I know what's happening to me and I'm ready for it.

I'm not scared.

Right, Shirley, we're got you a place on a ward.

Be a bit quieter and a bit more comfortable for you there.

I want to stay here. Listen to the folk.

Well, at least let me get you another pillow

and something more comfy to lie on than this trolley. OK?

-Your patient. Erm, Stan?

-Yeah?

Mrs Greer would like to know how he's doing?

He's got severe contusions to his lower back.

Hello, Mrs Greer, I'm Dr Hanna. Stan's got some bruising.

-It looks a sight but he's fine really. No broken bones.

-Thanks.

If you need anything, we'll just be outside.

What are you still doing here anyway?

I thought you'd be tucked up in bed?

Sleep's overrated.

-You wouldn't lend me a pound, would you?

-No.

You really can't relate to people can you? I mean this is not an act.

Lend me a pound! I need some chocolate.

You insult me with one hand and with the other you try and cadge money from me?

You are incredible.

So I'm repeatedly told.

It was not a compliment.

Oh, come on.

I want the change!

Thank you.

SHE SCREAMS

OK! What's wrong? It's OK, it's OK, there's no-one there.

-He was here!

-Calm down, calm down.

What's going on?

Have you seen anybody?

-No, who?

-Who was here? Who's here?

He was here.

Lie back down for me, lie back down for me.

It's OK, there's nobody here.

-Will you stay with her. I'll call security.

-Sure.

It's OK, Mrs Greer, I'm going to give you something relax you. OK?

Your bag?

Chlorpromazine. Is this on prescription?

Hey, Jay. The kid with the nail in him. What's that all about?

Get this, right. Attacked by some kids in the park with a nail gun.

Puts up a fight and bang!

-Hey, Charlie?

-Yeah?

Did you organise a bed for Shirley?

She's refused it.

What, so she just gets to die there? That's...nice.

She doesn't want us to treat her.

All that's left is for us to care for her.

And if that's what she wants.

Hey, Charlie, is the number for Shirley's care home in her file?

Yes. Ah, Scarlett.

Let's get a couple more ticks on your competency form.

I've got a nasty rash and a pre-tibial laceration with skin loss for steri strips.

Sounds terrifying.

You'll be fine.

And you didn't get a good look at them?

Like I said, it all happened so fast.

-What about the guy who whacked you?

-Yeah, him. He was, er white.

Um-hm. Anything else?

It's all a bit hazy.

Well, you've been very helpful.

I think he needs to rest now. I'll see you out, OK?

I'll get somebody over to where it happened, maybe I can find some witnesses.

-Can I help you?

-Er, I'm here to see Rachel Greer.

Who let you through here?

Look, I'm just here to see my wife.

I've had a message that she's been in an accident.

You're her husband? Can I see some ID, please?

Er, yes.

Um, Matthew Greer, Matt Greer...

Right, OK, thank you.

Your wife has had a very serious fall.

It seems she was being followed, we think the man may still be here in the hospital.

-Look, there is no man.

-What?

-He doesn't exist.

-She's making this up?

No. Not in the way that you mean.

Look, I mean there is a man, for Rachel he's real...absolutely, completely, 100% real.

All I know is he only exists in her head.

Nowhere else. Er, can I see her?

Yeah, yeah, go ahead.

She's on Chlorpromazine.

He came back.

No, Rachel, you told me you hadn't seen him.

He was chasing me.

No, he wasn't.

I want you to go now please.

I'm not going anywhere. Could we have some privacy?

I want you to go now!

I think we should leave Rachel alone to rest now.

How is she?

She's not looking good.

I'm dying, I'm not deaf!

Ear trouble. It's rude to eavesdrop.

Can you make sure she's had enough morphine?

That's fine. Could you just call me back with whatever you have on Mr Mason. Thank you.

Cheer up, it might never happen.

It will though, won't it?

Oh, was it something I said?

Usually, yes. Strangely, this time, no.

I must be losing my touch.

You want to hear them out there.

-Who?

-Everyone. All the staff. Going on about what a hero you are.

What are you doing, man? You're not doing that right.

Excuse me.

-What are they saying?

-About you standing up to those guys with a six inch nail in your chest.

Do you want to concentrate, yeah?

Less blabbing. Up to you.

I had enough, you know?

Sometimes you just got to fight back.

Sorry to disturb you. Jay, is it all right?

-Yep.

-The reason I popped in, er, me and the others well,

we were talking outside and, er, we just wanted to wish you luck for your operation.

And to...shake your hand.

The good one, obviously.

OK, the cardio-thorasic surgeons have had a look at your X-ray and...

-Do you want something?

-Er, no. No, no, no, no.

-They'll be down to see you shortly.

-Reclaim those streets.

All we can do is monitor her and make sure that her pain relief's working.

-If there's any change.

-Yes, I'll let you know.

-Straightaway, please?

-OK.

< I'll sort you... I'll sort you all out!

I don't know how you manage to keep smiling.

Years of practice, mate. Watch.

How's it going?

We've been to the location where Mr Mason reported the attack.

Nobody saw anything.

This is strange because it's a very busy part of town.

-I've been thinking about that.

-Go on.

His injuries are so severe, I don't think he could have walked that far.

In fact, I'm sure he couldn't.

It must have happened closer to here.

I mean, he's in shock, you know.

It's not unusual for people to confuse distances, times,

-that sort of thing.

-Any chance I can have a word with him?

I'll see if he's up to it.

OK. I'll give you a bit of time.

Er, Dr Winters.

Er, St Lawrence's.

Oh, yeah.

Er, hi. Yeah?

Sorry, er, could you repeat that?

No, you've been very helpful. Thank you.

Everything all right?

You seem a bit, er, bemused.

Is there not something you could be doing?

Well, I...

Mr Greer, I don't know your wife's history,

but these hallucinations are having a detrimental effect.

Is there something you want to tell me?

Well, I first knew something was wrong

when she started to have these night terrors.

They came out of nowhere and they were really, really bad.

-Her eyes would roll and...

-REM.

And then things just spiralled.

She has this strange thing where she thinks the place that she's in

is also somewhere else.

So, like, our house here, would also be in Manchester.

Has she had any tests? Brain scans?

They didn't find anything so she ended up seeing a psychiatrist.

And the chap that she sees - the hallucination.

Are there any others?

Yeah, first it was children.

She'd hear them playing upstairs.

And then there was a cat that she'd hear

scratching and crying in our wardrobe.

But we don't have a cat. Or children. I'm allergic to them.

Children or cats?

And the psychiatrist chap, what did he diagnose?

Anxiety and depression.

-And the chlorpromazine?

-That's new.

It's just supposed to help with the episodes.

Right, can't stand here chatting.

You're not real.

Can I get some help in here?

-Get off!

-Legs down.

Get off!

Get him out of here!

Get him off me!

OK. OK, OK.

(I want to go home.)

It's time for bed.

This is a much more violent episode. Let's get her back on the bed.

Yeah, I'll call for some help.

Maybe Charlie can spare us somebody.

We can't leave her alone like this again.

Er, OK, ask for the new nurse, I don't know her name.

She looked kind of gormless.

She seemed to be comfortable with her.

Right. I'll ask for the gormless one, then, yeah?

You know what it's like out there.

-You've just got to be able to look after yourself.

-Believe me, I know.

There's some bad people just looking for the next victim.

Less yakking. You might actually learn something.

Listen, Dr Winters, I just wanted to thank you

for, well, everything, really.

Er, Nurse Asike.

There's a policeman in reception.

Can you find him and make sure he doesn't leave?

Tell him I need a word.

-It's worse than you thought, isn't it?

-No.

-Er, I gave St Lawrence's a call.

-Are you checking up on me?

We needed your medical history.

-It's not what it looks like.

-What does it look like?

Ruth? What's going on?

You're about to undergo a major operation, Luke.

Is there anything else I need to know?

It's a coincidence.

Hang on. You did this to yourself? What, the nail? Your face?

You don't understand. I can explain.

Please don't tell the police.

I've done a stupid thing.

OK, if anything,

anything at all changes, you call me, OK?

She's in safe hands. Page me if she wakes up.

I was thinking, REM Sleep Behaviour Disorder. You know...

Yeah, when people act out dreams, often violently.

-She hasn't got that because her hallucinations are happening when she's awake.

-Correct.

-Are you going to listen to me?

-Yeah!

First, I thought it was early-onset Alzheimer's.

-It's rare in someone so young.

-But not unknown.

People in their early 30's get it.

What got me thinking was the night terrors.

That got me on to REM.

-It's not a typical symptom of Alzheimer's, Dylan.

-Exactly.

And neither is what happened to her when she was given the anti-psychotic drugs which is what led me to...

Lewy Body Dementia? Huh?

Erm, Inspector, can I have a word?

How's she doing?

Fading.

You all right, Shirley?

You were meant to call me if she deteriorated.

-Did you even come and check on her?

-Of course I did.

-I'm sorry I didn't call you.

-All right, you two.

Look, I know it's been a long and difficult shift

-but can the two of you please cool it?

-Linda?

The last thing she needs to hear is us all arguing, isn't it?

Why don't you take a break?

From Shirley's care home.

Sorry, Charlie. It's just, I...

It's not me you need to apologise to, is it?

-I've never heard of it.

-You wouldn't have.

It's incredibly unusual in one so young.

It's plausible that nobody but me has picked it up.

-What makes you think that you're right and everybody else is wrong?

-Matt.

You said Rachel thought the house was in two places at once?

That's called reduplicative paramnesia.

If you take it with the other symptoms -

the night terrors, reaction to the chlorpromazine.

-I know what I'm talking about.

-Yes, but you don't know.

We can't be 100 per cent sure until she's dead and we cut open her brain.

Dr Keogh, can I have a word, please?

Excuse me. Nurse?

Could you get a cup of tea for Mr Greer, please?

Thank you.

-You're being brutal.

-Brutally honest.

No, just brutal. Go a bit easier on them.

Stop being so pleased with your own brilliance.

And if you can't do that, well,

just give me a sign and I'll take over.

Yeah, it's unbelievable, isn't it?

Bloke's going about his business,

next thing you know, he's being attacked with a nail gun. Nice.

-If I was in charge...

-Thankfully you're not, are you, Jeffrey?

-Yeah, but if I was.

-Yes, but you're not.

-But if I was...

Uh-oh, I can feel a "flogging's too good for them" coming.

You'll learn to spot the signals.

Right, come on, Butch. Duty calls!

It's broken Britain, mate. I'm just saying.

What happens if these nutters with a nail gun don't get caught?

They won't be.

-The guy's a con man.

-Jay.

The guy's a man who nearly got killed standing up to scumbags.

Oh, you think so? Well, have a good look, man!

Cos he's taken everyone for a ride.

So, there's no treatment?

Well, there's treatment, but there's no cure. Dr Hanna.

There are a lot of ways you can handle this.

There are drugs available for the sleep disorder, dementia.

-Even the hallucinations.

-I work with old people, I know about dementia.

She's not going to die?

-We'll all die.

-We're talking years, not months.

-It's a progressive condition.

-How many years?

The average is five to eight,

but that's not to say it can't be 20.

-And the drugs...

-Well, sometimes,

the problem is that the side effects are worse than the hallucinations.

Is he here, now? The man?

Talk to him.

-Come on, he's your hallucination. Take control.

-Can I?

I can explain, you know.

So can I - the whole thing's a compensation scam.

You're a criminal, Luke, and you know what?

You've been found out. You deserve everything they throw at you.

That sound about right?

Oh, no, you don't.

It wasn't about the money. You don't understand.

You're going to kill yourself.

-So what? No-one cares!

-What the hell's going on?

Luke? What you doing, mate?

Just let him go and we can sort this out.

Luke? Talk to me.

-I'm so sorry to cause so much trouble.

-It doesn't matter.

-Yes, it does.

-What I said...

Lloyd. Tell him everything's going to be all right.

-Just...

-Luke.

-I'm not going to lie to you. What you did was wrong...

-Lloyd!

Everyone's going to hate me.

Not us, mate.

We're not here to judge you, OK?

I can't talk to the police.

FRANTIC BEEPING

Please don't make me.

OK, OK.

It's all right.

Right, he's going!

Page Dr Hanna and fast bleep cardiothoracics.

He's really not here?

No, he's really not here.

Excuse me. Sorry, Dr Hanna, they need you in Resus.

OK, I'll be back.

Can you stay with us, please? We need to keep her talking.

Come on, just talk to him.

-I can't.

-Just say anything.

I'd like you to stop this, please.

He's not going to hurt you, I promise.

Tell him how you feel.

What do you want?

Swabs and suction.

Yeah, there it is. A slow ooze by the nail.

A purse-string suture should sort this out. Suture, please, Tess.

Ruth, can you check behind the heart, please?

-No, no posterior penetration.

-Excellent.

Now, Lloyd,

this is what we call a purse-string suture.

The idea being that when Dr Winters removes the nail,

I will tighten the suture and close the hole.

OK?

Ruth, grab a set of Spencer Wells, please.

Grab hold of the end of the nail

and very slowly, I need you to pull the nail out.

Not just yet! Suction, please.

I'll tell you when.

OK, slowly start pulling now.

Like so.

Can you call the surgical team down here, please, Tess?

So they can close up

and to congratulate us, frankly, on our brilliant work.

Well done, everyone.

This is ridiculous. I want this to stop, right now.

We'll get through this together. I'll stand by you.

Just say what you're feeling.

I don't want you here.

Come on, you can do better than that.

I want you to leave, disappear.

Is he gone?

I don't want to look at you. You're disgusting.

Turn around.

Say something else.

Touch your nose.

Yeah?

I'm sorry about earlier.

It's OK.

Have you got an MP3 player?

Yeah. Batteries are dead, though.

Take a look.

Hey. You got some kind of a death wish?

A guy puts a pair of scissors to your neck,

tell him what he wants to hear.

-I don't lie.

-You're quick enough to pass judgement, though.

-And you didn't judge him?

-You think you're a superior being?

Cos, let me tell you. You are not.

-Excuse me.

-Lloyd! Lloyd, hang on.

You've had a shock, OK?

-If you need someone to talk to...

-It's fine. It's fine.

OK, maybe I shouldn't have banged on about him being a con man like I did, winding everyone up.

It wasn't very professional.

And all the stuff with Ivan...

I'm sorry if I... Lloyd, man.

What I'm trying to say is, you're no good to any of us if you're dead.

Look, no offence, yeah? But I just need to be on my own right now.

Try and get my head round all this.

-Big Mac, have you got an MP3?

-Of course.

-So, you know how to download songs?

-I do.

But I probably already got what you're after -

I collect classic tunes.

I've got every Eurovision winner and runner-up

pretty much from the beginning of the show.

Dana International - my particular favourite.

Really? Amazing. Can I borrow it?

Er, it's at home. I could fetch it for you.

# Here's a nice piece of advice I got from an old fishmonger

# When the food is scarce and you see the hearse

# You know you've died of hunger. #

She's sleeping, now.

This is that number I was talking to you about.

I really hope it works out for the two of you.

I don't think there is a two of us, now.

I was going to leave her, you know, before all of this started.

I think I was just too scared to leave.

Or maybe I stayed out of pity.

Or guilt.

But you didn't leave and you're here now - that's what matters.

I'll let you get on.

Stan, this is Shirley. Shirley, Stan.

Thank you for this, mate.

# Oh, Danny boy The pipes, the pipes are calling

# From glen to glen and down the mountain side

# The summer's gone and all the flowers are dying

# 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide. #

I don't know any more.

Sing it again, then.

# Oh, Danny boy The pipes, the pipes are calling

# From glen to glen and down the mountain side. #

She's gone.

Do you think she heard it?

Hope so.

-Yes?

-Hey, do you have a moment?

OK.

I've been thinking about what happened earlier -

the trick I played on Lloyd.

-OK.

-I don't blame him for dropping me in it with you.

The thing is, though, I'd like to give it another go.

You know, mentoring him and Scarlett.

-Give me one good reason why I should reconsider.

-He's a good nurse.

They both are, or they will be.

I'd like to be part of the process.

And to be honest with you, I think I've got a lot to offer!

You need to pull your socks up, Jay.

I know.

-Do you?

-Yes, I do. Really.

I'll give you one more chance. One more chance.

Mentoring is like a two-way street.

I know it can feel like a burden but it teaches you about yourself.

-Your strengths and your limits.

-OK.

-And for the record, Lloyd didn't drop you in it.

-What?

What? Didn't take a genius to work that one out.

It's morning.

-If I ever end up like that, will you do me a favour?

-Shoot you?

-Both barrels.

-With great pleasure.

-Want some?

-When you back on shift?

-Ooh, that's unpleasant.

-Erm, 45 minutes.

-Fancy grabbing a drink?

I'm not asking you out on a date, Dylan.

-You know, when you asked earlier on why I was a BASICS volunteer?

-Did I?

Yes, I think so.

And you asked why I was here

rather than at home tucked up in bed.

Oh, well, if I did, which I didn't, I was only being polite.

-I know that's an alien concept to you.

-Well, you definitely did.

The reason is, when I'm on call, when I'm here,

I can't have a drink, I have to stay sober.

Don't we all? Crap, I know.

How are you doing?

-Outstanding.

-I didn't realise you...

Wow! Twelve Steps and all that?

No, no, no. I'm not an alcoholic.

I just... Well, people say, when I've had a drink, I get a bit arsey.

I know, it's tough to believe.

Well, I only meant a coffee.

Oh, by the way, you owe me £9.

Technically, it's ten, but I'll let you off the one.

I won't stay long. Is that...? Thank you.

Hi.

We thought you might want to keep this.

As a souvenir.

So, we contacted your wife. Took a bit of finding.

When did she leave?

About a year ago.

A year ago yesterday.

-It's not all lies, you know.

-You don't need to explain.

The first attack, in Truro, that was real.

I didn't know I'd get compensation.

It changed my life.

Everyone patting me on the back, telling me what a hero I was.

So, what went wrong?

Just got confused, you know. Up in the head and...

That's when I had the brilliant idea of,

you know, what if it happened again?

Not like the first time. Nothing dangerous, you know?

Just through the arm.

I just really wanted to get that good feeling back, you know?

-What happens now?

-I don't know.

I expect the police will want to talk to you.

But I think, whatever happens, Luke...

..you need help. Psychiatric help.

Believe me, I know what I'm talking about.

Thank you.

I'm out of here, she's all yours!

-Right, who's for the full English?

-Oh, go on, then.

-Perfect way to unwind.

-I'm off for a run. 16 miles.

-Oh, here we go.

-That's the way to unwind.

-I prefer to unwind horizontally.

-Oi! Oi!

-Sleeping!

-Right, who's with me?

Come on, Omar. Get running!

Do you know what? I don't know if I want this. Who's coming along?

So, that's the night shift.

I heard about what happened. Are you all right?

I'm absolutely exhausted.

-What about you?

-My feet are killing me.

-Guys.

You two up for breakfast? Yeah?

Lloyd?

Maybe some other time.

Come on.

I'm going to give the black pudding a miss, guys.

Oh, come on, man! Black pudding's the food of the Gods.

And which Gods would they be?

The Gods of blocked arteries.

Athero and his good friend Sclerosis.

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