#HolbyRiot - Part 2 Casualty

Tonight is important, it means something, Nylon.

When did this all become about looting trainers?

I expect support from you, isn't that how this is supposed to work?

I do support you.

Doesn't sound like it.

Major incident's been declared.

-Back in your cage!

-Back in your cage? You racist!

DOG BARKS

CHEERING

Love you, Mummy.

Time of death 22:40.

Argh!

SHOUTING

Extinguishers over here, now!

SCREAMING

-Out the way, out the way!

-Stay where you are!

I work at Holby City ED.

-I'm a nurse!

-He's good. I've seen him in the hospital.

Don't pull. Leave it, let me. It's OK.

SHE SCREAMS

Help me get the helmet off. Lift it.

OK. We need to get her to hospital now.

This is Bronze Commander Chief Inspector Dean.

He's going to be with us for the duration.

-Evening, all.

-Police presence is going to be upped.

We are receiving all the casualties.

-Rioters and police?

-Hmm-mm.

-I thought we were splitting with St James's?

-No, the roads are blocked.

There's been an accident on the Travis roundabout.

So we will receive all of them for now.

Darling, I'm coming home. It's a nightmare here, total chaos.

No, don't, stay where you are.

It's no safer here than outside. I'll be better off with you.

No. No!

Why? What's happened? Mehmet, what is it?

I don't know what to do. What have I done?

Allahim ben ne yaptim?

-Ne yapacagim ben?

-Are you OK?

Are you hurt?

I'm fine.

Tell me the truth. I'm not afraid.

The shop's trashed. There was a fight.

I have to wait for the ambulance. Stay put.

I'll come as soon as I can.

It's all going to be OK.

Me...?

Argh.

Ah, ah!

'Emergency Operator, which service, please?'

Police and ambulance. There's been a stabbing.

-'OK, don't worry, we'll get someone to you as soon as possible.'

-SHE GROANS

'Hello? You still there?'

SHE WHIMPERS

-'Hello?'

-Quick, hurry, she's still alive.

'OK, I need some more details, can you give me your name and address?'

-Any news from Scarlett and Linda?

-Not yet, Tess.

-Try again, we need more hands on deck.

-Sure.

Pigs! Murderers!

You two, through there now. And you. And, you, outside now.

-You heard what the doctor said. Move it.

-Come on, let's go.

-Come on.

-Get your hands off me, man.

Sorry, we are struggling for space in here.

You're going to have to wait outside. I'm sorry.

Good call, Charlie. Let's keep hangers-on to a minimum.

No groups, no gangs, no friends.

Right. And the same thing goes for injured police.

I'm sorry, but if we hand them the slightest excuse,

they're going to use it. I've seen it, believe me.

Nick?

Ah, yeah, yeah. Charlie's right.

We need to form a united front, in every way.

PHONE RINGS

'This is Nick Jordan's phone, please leave a message.'

Nick?

SHE GASPS

Nick.

Uh, oh...

Uh...

The ambulance is on its way.

SHE WHIMPERS

# Bilirim sucluyum, kendi ozumde

# Gel desem gelirdin, benim izimde

# Her ne cektiysen, benim yuzumden

# Hata benim, gunah benim Suc benim #

Run, run, police!

Police. Move it, get out of here.

FOOTSTEPS RUNNING

GLASS SMASHES

Hey, slow down.

Hey, wait! Slow down. Where are you going?

It's OK. You're OK.

Did you see what just happened?

Yeah. Well done. She wouldn't have been brought down if you hadn't set it up.

No, I should go back. I might be able to help.

-Are you mad? You'll be arrested.

-What? Hang on.

'Hi, Scarlett, Noel here from work. Sorry to bother you on your downtime,

'but with the current situation, we need all the extra staff we can get.

'Tess would really appreciate you coming in to work the shift,

'if you're free. Cheers, love.'

-Trouble?

-It's work. They need extra nurses.

The place will be crawling with cops.

You show up there, it's as good as handing yourself in.

There you go.

Right, where's that water?

-They still can't get an ambulance through.

-How about the van?

I'm concerned about her airway.

What does it look like?

Hold steady. I'm just going to put this on you, to cool it.

Is it a mess?

It's a riot.

SHE GASPS

One sec.

-Why is she still here?

-I was told her family were coming in.

They're not. We haven't been able to contact any of them.

Can you arrange for her to be taken downstairs, please?

SCREAMING

Move out the way.

We're on Edward Parade now. Over.

'Control to 3006, all received. Over.'

Hang on, Dix. Hello, mate, what you doing down there?

Come here. Ohhh. Are you OK?

-'Control to 3006.'

-What's your name, son?

-'Update on Edward Parade.'

-Where's your mum?

-'Breathing difficulties.'

-You on your own?

I'll take him to the ambulance rendezvous, OK?

No, I need you.

OK, listen, mate. I'll let you into a secret.

I'm a superhero, OK?

How about you jump on my back, I'll take you somewhere safe

and I'll get you fixed up?

Deal?

Good boy. Come on. Jump, jump, jump, jump.

OK. To the rescue!

This way, in here.

She can't breathe. At the bottom of the stairs.

-Take care of him for me, will you? He's a superstar.

-Jeff!

Hey! Where are you going?

-Get after him.

-He's a little thief. I caught him red-handed earlier.

Jeffrey! Now!

OK, sweetheart. My name's Dixie, I'm a paramedic.

We're going to sort you out, OK?

It's Jordan's friend.

Superintendent Rippon, isn't it?

-Ah!

-She's got a sucking chest wound.

-OK, three-sided dressing on this.

Have you any idea who did this?

He's upstairs. I hit him with a baseball bat.

-I didn't mean it.

-OK, mate.

-I didn't know what I was doing.

-I'm sure you did all you could.

-Didn't think.

Sit down for me. Take it nice and easy. Deep breaths.

-I'm going to go and have a look, mate.

-OK.

We're going to need another crew.

All right, darling.

SHOUTING AND SIRENS

I'm sorry. Please don't arrest me.

Let's get that seen to, shall we?

PHONE RINGS

Answer it, then. ..Holby City ED.

'Nick Jordan. Hello?

'Holby ED?'

Hello, this is 3006, we're going to be heading in

with a female police officer with severe upper chest stab wound.

-Right.

-She's also got a blow to her head from a fall.

-Name?

The major stab wound is on the left-hand side.

Do we know have a name?

The major stab wound is on the left-hand side.

We're concerned about her airway.

We'd like to request a pre-hospital doctor.

-What's her name?

-We've boarded and collared her,

we want to take her to the ambulance rendezvous.

Dixie, who is it? Tell me her name.

It's Superintendent Rippon.

OK.

Don't move her. I'm going to come out myself.

What's happened?

Can you get me a bike immediately, please? Mind.

Who is it? Nick, who is it?

-Is it Yvonne?

-I'm going to go out there.

-Are you sure you're the right person to be doing this?

-You're in charge now, Zoe.

'You have one new message.

'To listen to the message press 1, to save the message press 2,

'to delete the message...'

HEAVY BREATHING

-'Nick.'

-BEEP

OK, go.

Few changes. I'm in charge of the shop floor for the rest of the night.

-Where's Nick?

-He's gone out to support things pre-hospital.

Dylan, you stay in Resus.

Sam, let's relieve you on Triage and put you on P3.

-Tom, you OK to take over and swap? Do Triage with Tess?

-Yup.

That's all for now.

You'll be all right without me. Just stay behind the doctors.

Pigs. Stop and search me. Come on, do your stuff.

Mind your backs, guys.

All right. Here you go.

Let's get her in. Give us some space.

-Right, come on, coming through.

-She's in a bad way!

Yo, brother, where you going? Whose side you on?

-I'm a nurse, I'm on no-one's side!

-Get your hands off him.

-Don't touch me!

-Oi, back off.

Yous is the criminals of today.

Yous is the ones who shot an innocent man dead.

She got hurt trying to keep the peace.

She got her face burnt off trying to protect your community.

LAUGHTER

-No, no, no.

-Enough, enough.

-Leave it, leave it, leave it.

-Inside now.

Calm down.

-How is she?

-The stab wound was on the left side of the chest.

She's also got a head injury, she's becoming hypotensive

and tachycardic. Pulse is 120, BP 100/60.

-She's going to need an RSI.

-Honestly, Superintendent Rippon,

-you can't stay out of trouble for more than a minute, can you?

-Nick?

I tried to call you.

I know, I know. I'm sorry about earlier.

-Me too.

-Let's have a look.

Tell me what you can feel, where it hurts.

-I can't move.

-Hmm.

-I can't feel my leg.

Like pins and needles.

Ah.

All right, all right, all right.

Shh-shh-shh. We're going to get you back to the hospital.

Everything's going to be fine, OK?

Let's go, OK. Thank you, Jeff.

3006 to Control. We've just loaded Superintendent Rippon into the ambulance.

Can you advise us to the safest route in, please? Over.

'Control to 3006. Holt Road going through to Brockwell's clear.

'Avoid Gamston. Over.'

OK, cheers.

PHONE BEEPS

Let's get the gel pad on, please.

-Do you want to intubate?

-She's still managing her airway pretty well.

There's nasal singeing, but no carbonaceous sputum.

No stridor or wheezing. Let's start her on the high flow oxygen.

SHE GROANS

That's mine.

I'd never have guessed.

Are you OK to support her until the family get here?

Yeah.

If I hadn't persuaded her to come up front, it wouldn't have happened.

-She knew the risks.

-It was her first riot.

I thought she'd be good with the crowd. What with her being...

You know...

No. What?

Get yourself a cup of tea.

Give us a chance to dress the burns. Then, when you're ready,

I'll take you back through. Looks like she'll be needing a friend.

Why aren't the lights working? Jeff, there's no lights.

-No, rioters broke it earlier.

-Yeah, I got this cut chasing them out.

SHOUTING

Oh, come on.

-What's up?

-I can't drive through this. This is madness.

There's police in there!

What's going on?

OK. Sit tight, sit tight.

There's police in there!

What you playing at?

There's one on the roof. On the roof!

Come out here and stun me. Come on! There's police in there!

Come on, let's get them. Come on!

You're all right. I'm here.

Come out here and show us your face!

SHE BREATHES HEAVILY

It's all right. It's all right. We'll be on the move soon.

-Tess.

-Oh, you made it. That's fantastic.

How did you manage with the kids?

They've promised they'll be really good.

Isn't it past your bedtime? Staff room, now.

Second cupboard, bottom shelf,

-help yourselves to my biscuits, and my chocolate milk.

-Thanks.

Come on, you two.

We are overrun with minor injuries.

-So can I leave you to head up cubicles?

-Yep, course.

Just one more. You ready?

Squeeze my finger. That's it! Go on, squeeze tight.

-Ah.

-Ahh. Good boy.

-Brilliant. Well done.

Now, if you tell me what your name is,

I can have an extra big sticker made especially for you.

RADIO CHATTER

Let's clean you up a bit.

No? Fair enough. OK, I'll sort this stuff out.

Er, Nico? Huh?

Ha-ha-ha-ha. Right, now, are you six?

Huh? Is your birthday the 7th July?

Ah-ha-ha. There we go.

How'd you do that?

Magic.

Nico. 776.

Mehmet! I knew there was something you weren't telling me.

What are you doing here?

This is everything we have.

Patient has regained consciousness, but is confused.

His ID confirms him as Neil Johns. Over.

I'm sorry, this is a crime scene. There's no access, sorry.

-Senden birsey isteyecegim.

-Ne?

Sadece dedigimi yap. Soru soma.

My wife's pregnant. She's going to come with me to the hospital,

but she needs to get her medication first.

Can you talk to your colleagues? See they let her go in.

SHOUTING AND SIRENS

Get back!

Back off! Move!

Ah. All right, we'll be on the move soon.

THUD

LOUD HAILER: Move forward!

Forward!

Come on.

This is wicked.

Retire! Retire!

What they doing?

Watch this. They're going to try and clear us all out now.

THUD

SHE GASPS AND GROANS

Clear the area immediately!

Here they come.

Clear the area immediately or force will be used!

Clear the area immediately or force will be used!

-OK, we're off.

-OK, we're going.

We're through. We're on the move. Won't be long now.

-Awesome.

-Clint!

-Sick.

Clint, JJ got hurt really bad. There's a lot of blood.

-Where is he?

-Back at yours. Didn't know where else to go.

-Why not the hospital?

-He wouldn't. The police are after him.

-You're a nurse. She's a nurse.

-Wicked.

No, no, I'm not experienced enough.

-Well, make do.

-I can't.

-Please, you're going to have to.

Come on.

-Nick, I'm losing her pulse.

-This is either a tamponade or a tension pneumothorax.

Get me some more analgesia, please, Dixie.

It's so cold. It's cold.

Yvonne, look at me, love. Look at me.

Open your eyes, talk to me. Tell me what happened at the shop.

-Tell me what you can remember.

-I went in.

-After the kid.

-Hmm?

I went in after the kid.

-He ran.

-He ran, did he?

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

-I stood there.

-OK.

-Yvonne, Yvonne.

-Yeah, I stood there.

Yeah, good breath sounds.

JVP's up, so it's not a pneumothorax, it's a tamponade.

If we don't drain it, she's going to arrest.

-Huh?

-Nothing, nothing. You're doing really well. Keep talking.

You could try a thoracotomy.

-(No, it's too risky.)

-I stood there for a moment.

-Mmm.

The place was a mess.

I heard a thud upstairs. Someone fell. It went quiet.

I went up the stairs.

I know...I know the shopkeeper, he's a good man.

Quick as you can, please, love.

Thank you so much. Got them.

I can barely feel a pulse.

Stay with me, Yvonne.

I'm so tired.

I love you.

BEEPING

-She's gone.

-She's arrested.

Jeff, how long we going to be?

Pushing it to make it in under ten minutes, to be honest.

Come on, come on, Yvonne.

I can't wait any longer, Dixie, I've got to drain it.

-Jeff.

-Yeah.

-Slow down for us, will you, please?

-We're going to do it now.

-OK.

-Call the ED and update them.

-OK.

-What do you want me to do?

You intubate, but very, very carefully.

-Get her on the ventilator, suction and stand by.

-OK.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

'He wasn't a bad man and he did his time for it.

'Then the day he comes out, he gets shot by the police in his own home.

'What you've seen tonight is a response

'to the injustice that led to Wesley's death.

'We've all been pushed around by the police for too long.

'Tonight, people pushed back.

'Thank you. Thank you very much.

'Chaos and disorder is continuing on...'

Right, let's pop in here for a minute. There we go.

Erm, guys, this is Nico.

He got a bit lost in the riot and we're looking after him

until we can, well, till we can find his parents.

-Do you think you could keep an eye on him for me?

-Yeah.

You were out there?

'..causing thousands of pounds worth of...'

Hello, I'm Britney and this is my brother Joe.

-Don't worry, he'll be fine.

-Smashing. Hungry?

-Yeah.

I'll sort something and I'll be back in a tick. OK?

Come sit with us.

-Oi, I was watching that.

-Hey.

Was it scary out there?

Come here.

'3006 to Holby ED. I'll give you an ETA when we're moving again. Over.'

-Quick as you can, Dixie.

-OK.

-Jeff, we're almost there, get ready to pull over.

-OK.

-Here you go.

-Excellent.

-You ready to take over?

-Yeah, OK. Got it.

HE EXHALES

You can do this.

Forgive me.

Swab.

Ah...

This way.

Who's that in there?

-It's just my dad.

-Is he all right with all this?

We give each other space. Come on.

This is my pad.

-Is this the nurse?

-Yeah.

-You better be good.

-Freak out man. Freak out.

-No, no, keep the pressure on.

I'm ready. Do your thing.

-No, no, you need to go to hospital.

-No way. I'll be arrested. I got this on the run from the police.

-You need stitching. I haven't got any kit.

-There must be something you can do.

I need cleaning up before I pick my son up from his mum or she won't let me take him.

-Stop the bleeding, man.

-Try. At least give it a go!

OK, OK. Er, get me soap, hot water, clean towels. Go.

Pull back the ribs further, Dixie. That's it, that's it. Bit more.

OK. Some suction on there.

Can't see a thing.

OK, the blade's missed the heart. Good.

Ah. The bleed's coming from the pericardiophrenic vein. I'll clip that.

Good, good.

OK, the bleed's stopped.

Come on, come on, come on, beat.

Come on.

Massage?

Oh, come on.

Come on. Come on, Yvonne.

Come on, Yvonne, beat for me. Beat for me.

That's got it, that's got it. We're there. Well done.

Get some swabs on there and some saline. Let's go, Jeff.

SIREN BLARES

Sam? This is Neil Johns. Head and ankle injury.

He's refused spinal care. His GCS and BP's normal.

OK, cubicle three. He needs a CT.

OK.

Sam, this is Mehmet Aslan.

He's had 5mg of morphine for one deep incised wound,

and the police need to get a statement from him.

Hello.

-He's a possible witness to the attack on Superintendent Rippon.

-Ah.

Can we give him some time?

Can we at least get his wound seen to before we start the questions?

Of course. Go get yourself a cup of tea.

Give me a minute to get him comfortable.

Hop on the bed for me, please.

OK, Tess, if you could help him out of his shirt

so I have easier access to the arm, please. Back in a moment.

< Tess, you got a minute?

Yeah. One sec.

What really happened in the shop?

I can find out, easily.

Throw them away.

I'm your wife. How can I help if you won't talk to me?

Destroy them. That's how you can help.

It's a deep cut to the forearm.

OK, let's get you out of that top.

She arrested en route so I performed a thoracotomy,

relieved the tamponade. The bleeding was coming from

the pericardiophrenic vein, which I've clipped.

Spontaneous circulation returned after a short period

of internal cardiac massage. She's also got a head injury

and likely cervical spine damage.

OK, let's call anaesthetics.

Trauma scan, please. Get the spinal team.

Get some screens over here.

I'll repeat the primary survey. Can we get another line in, please?

Get bloods and blood gases. We want eight units. Cross-match another two of O-neg.

Porters are on standby to transfer to CT.

OK, let's get her stabilized and into the scanner ASAP.

Come on, she needs to get to theatre. I want the surgeons down here now.

-Have you made the call?

-First we need to see if she has any other injuries

-and if they need intervention.

-Call! I want a surgeon now.

Nick. You've done an amazing job but I need you to trust me now.

Zoe, I brought her back. I'm going to stay with her.

You're not her doctor now. She's not your patient. She's your partner.

I really think you should wait outside now.

-Do you want the cross-matched blood sent to theatre?

-No - to the scanner, please.

Can somebody put a catheter in before she goes up?

You've done everything you could.

Mr Jordan, come on. Let's get you all cleaned up, eh?

-CHILDREN SING ALONG WITH MUSIC

-# Everything's gonna be all right

# Everything's gonna be all right... #

Pizza delivery service!

-There you go.

-Thank you.

I'm so sorry. I'll get them to tidy this up.

You're all right.

-Social Services aren't going to be here any time soon.

-Are you sure?

Yeah, and besides, you're doing a grand job.

Apple don't fall far from the tree. They've got a good role model. Hm?

You have an undisplaced fracture.

It will need to be in plaster for a while.

Please, take these off.

Police procedure, I'm afraid.

But if it's upping the pain in any way, I could argue a case.

Please, just take them off!

< They stay on.

This is Neil Johns.

Yes, I know who he is, Sam.

He was injured in the same shop Superintendent Rippon was found in.

He's sustained a fracture to the ankle and a minor head injury,

with a normal CT.

The woman that you stabbed and pushed down the stairs

is currently in my resus, fighting for her life.

-I didn't do it!

-Shut up and tell me what happened.

-It wasn't me!

-Did you see how she fell? How was she when she landed?

-Mr Jordan.

-Can I have a word?

-Yvonne has a spinal injury. If we know how she landed,

-we might have some idea of the damage that you've done.

-I was out of it.

-Now, tell me.

-There's no way it could have been me!

-Did you kick her?

Did she land on her back or on her front? Tell me!

-Answer me.

-Get him away from me!

-Answer me.

-Mr Jordan...

-Get him away.

-Let me complete his treatment. He's in no fit state to talk.

You'll pay for this!

-She's having a CT scan. We'll get the results soon.

-I want to ring Mum.

-It's OK.

-I want to ring my mum now!

I'll sort that out for you. OK? Just try and stay calm.

HE SOBS

Thank you very much. Cheers. MOBILE RINGS

Nylon! Get out here. Where are you? You're missing it all.

'I'm in hospital.'

What?

I'm OK. The police won't let me go.

-What did you do?

-'Nothing. I've been framed.'

What for?

They said I stabbed that policewoman.

'The skinny one. The one you know. Can you come? Please.'

It's Wesley's night. I'm out here for Wesley.

Mum, he's gone. Wesley's dead.

I'm here. I'm the one that needs help.

They've arrested me!

Can you come, please?

I've got my son on the line. Film this.

Tell the camera, sweetheart, what's happened.

'Let's not hide what's going on.'

Let's go public!

They've got my son now. This isn't over.

'This has just begun! Come over here. Come on.'

Nylon.

'Nylon.' HANG-UP TONE

This is for painkillers. You need to pop in to see the nurse

at your local GP's to have the dressing changed.

-Any idea what's going on out there?

-It's settling down now.

Shame. It was wild.

We gave them cops what they deserved!

All right. We're done here.

-SHOUTING FROM MOBILE

-What's that?

My mate just sent it. It's good, innit?

-Hang on. Can I see?

-Sure.

'Oi! You lot, back in your cage!'

'Back in your cage?

'You racist!

-'Racist!'

-GLASS SMASHES

SHOUTING

See you.

Look, I can't stop this bleed. It'll be dangerous if he loses

any more blood. I'm sorry.

Look, man, let's just get you to hospital, yeah?

I can't risk getting arrested. I've got my son to think of.

What you doing?

Phone a friend.

Just do it!

MOBILE RINGS

Scarlett.

'Scarlett?'

Lloyd. I need your help.

-Where have you been? Why didn't you answer my calls?

-'I'm in trouble.'

-Can you just meet me outside the ED in ten minutes?

-'Where are you?'

Look, I need a large-bore cannula, a giving set,

'a litre of saline,'

plenty of gauze swabs, some large sutures, and some lignocaine and adrenaline.

-What?!

-'Please!'

'What the hell are you dealing with?'

Hang on. Let me get Charlie or Tess.

No, no, no. Just, please, come by yourself.

It'll make it worse otherwise.

'Please.'

Please, Lloyd!

MACHINE BUZZES AND HUMS

-How's she doing?

-She's not quite out of the woods yet.

Show me.

Zoe, why are you hanging around?

-This needs evacuating.

-I'm going to get the neurosurgeon.

-I can deal with a subdural haematoma.

-There's no need. There's no...

-Get her back to resus.

-There's no mass effect, no midline shift. It'd be dangerous.

She's got an unstable neck fracture.

Get her out. Get her back to resus, now!

CHATTERING, MUSIC PLAYING

SIREN BLARES

Where's Scarlett?

She's back at mine. Quick!

Please! My friend's bleeding to death. She's there alone with him.

Bring him in! Call an ambulance!

He won't! He can't.

Please. Just get in. I'll explain.

Please.

-CHANTING:

-Faith! Faith! Faith! Faith!

It's Faith!

Thank you. Thanks for all for your support!

What's going on here? No filming. I'm sorry. No filming.

It's a free country. We can do what we want.

Let's have some space here, please. Everybody move back.

Thank God you're here. I can't stop the bleed.

-You OK, mate?

-HE MURMURS

Right, hang with us.

Get IV access and run up a litre of saline.

You got to keep pressure on his head.

I didn't have any equipment. I didn't know what to do.

You guys wash your hands - you're going to have to help.

Thank you for coming.

We need to get a line in.

Who's Nico?

My kid.

OK, uh... I'm going to give you a quick stitch as a temporary measure,

-then we're going to hospital.

-No.

Not for yourself. For your son.

He's fine but he's going to need your support.

Why? What happened?

His mum suffered an allergic reaction.

The ambulance couldn't get to her in time.

What do you mean?

Rioters blocked the road.

I'm sorry.

Dylan, sterilise the cavity again.

We want to minimize the risk of infection while she's here.

-What did they say?

-No ITU beds available.

We can't wait any longer. I'll do a burr hole down here.

-That's not necessary.

-It will minimize the risk of coning.

Nick, she doesn't need it right now and it'd be dangerous.

That's your opinion but not mine. We're doing a burr hole.

No! We're not! We're not.

You put me in charge earlier, Nick, and I'm still in charge.

There's no way I'm going to let you operate.

You're being far too emotional and you're not being objective.

You can stay, but this is my resus.

Nick. Sorry. Can I borrow you for a moment?

-I'm sorry to ask.

-I'm needed here, Charlie!

-You're not.

He's not.

It's the press office. The police and forensics want to put out a statement about Wesley.

It won't take long but it is urgent.

-Apparently the implications for all the events of tonight are really, really huge.

-All right.

Please, go.

-I'll be back. Page me if there's any change.

-I will.

Call the neurosurgeons and arrange a review.

I'm discharging him. He's coming home.

I really wouldn't recommend that.

Your son was unconscious for some time. We need to keep him under observation.

And I doubt the police would let you take him home, anyway - he's still currently under arrest.

Wrongly.

He's done nothing. This is prejudice.

Just because Wesley were his dad.

He was my stepdad. Not my dad.

What difference does it make? He loved you like a dad.

Who saw you? Who else was there?

Just the shopkeeper.

-Towel head?!

-Don't call him that, Mum.

I'll call him whatever I like. So it's his word against yours...

Where is he?

I need some help here, quick.

Where on earth did you disappear to?

You'd best ask her. This is JJ. He's had a large flap scalp laceration.

and an arterial bleed which I tied off.

You've done a good job. Let's get him through to Triage.

Tess, I'm sorry...

OK, can you three wait outside, please? Thank you.

This is Nico's father.

He knows.

Is she here? Can I see her?

Yeah.

Can you let them know?

I'm very sorry.

Tonight's been mad.

What happened?

What happened to everyone?

The postmortem shows that Wesley Royce died from a blow to the head from a knife block.

-Which means...?

-Which means the police are in the clear.

And Faith Portman's prints were all over it. So quite clearly she was responsible.

Is she still in the hospital?

Yes.

There's a burns patient here I need you to see.

This is PC Scriven. Being treated for third degree burns and possible concussion.

We're going to have you transferred up to Plastics.

They'll tell you more about the healing process.

But you're definitely going to have to stay in for another 24 hours under observation.

It was her first riot.

-I should have looked out for her more.

-It's not your fault.

I think I might have incited the crowd. I didn't mean it.

"Oi. You lot, back in your cage!"

That's only a racist remark if someone wants it to be.

Exactly.

Excuse me.

I'll be right back.

What happened?

You know.

Say it. Tell me.

Who are you?

I don't know.

He's innocent until proven guilty. He isn't going with you.

You can't let him walk out like that.

Who says he didn't do it?!

Why does he get to go home and my son's under arrest?!

I lost my husband due to the police,

I am not losing my son as well.

This is the police trying to take revenge.

-This is the police trying to punish me for last night.

-There's nothing to see...

They are punishing us for exposing their corruption.

They are punishing us for speaking out and telling the truth!

My son is innocent. My family are innocent.

We are all victims of police brutality.

-What do we want?

-Justice!

-When do we want it?

-Now!

-What do we want?

-Justice!

-When do we want it?

-Now!

-What do we want?

-Justice!

-When do we want it?

-Now!

-OK. Come on...!

-ANGRY SHOUTING CONTINUES

Unequal pupils. I knew it. The bleed's expanded.

She has raised intracranial pressure and a small bleed, we can buy some time.

Zoe, she's going to cone.

We're going to raise her head up to 30 degrees, ventilate her

to an end tidal of 4.5 - and Dylan, she needs a bolus of mannitol.

If you want to help, call up to theatre again, please.

-What's going on out there?

-No idea.

-Right, let's get her up.

-Oh, at last. Come on, guys, let's go.

-What do we want?

-Justice!

-When do we want it?

-Now!

Inspector, let me talk to her.

-Miss Portman, the police would like to have a word with you.

-Let go of me!

I advise you to come along voluntarily, otherwise they'll end up having to use force.

They're trying to take me to the police station now.

What for? Disturbing the peace?

If I were you I'd come quietly.

-I haven't done nothing, neither has my son!

-Miss Portman, please.

-Get off of me!

-Faith Portman, I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Wesley Royce.

The grounds for your arrest are that the postmortem

shows that he died of a critical head injury

sustained before the police arrived and the stun gun was used.

-The stun gun played absolutely no part in his death.

-I never touched him.

Nylon, tell him. Will you let go of me!

They're arresting me now!

You liars! I want justice!

-CHANTING:

-Justice! Justice! Justice!

ANGRY SHOUTING

Get that camera out.

Quiet! Quiet.

This is a woman is fighting for her life. Have some respect!

Go home.

I'll look after our son, don't worry.

I'll bring him up the way you wanted.

You'll be proud of him. I promise.

Guys... There's someone to see Nico.

Daddy!

I've got a present for Mummy.

Can I give it to her? Can I give it to her now?

Can we have a little talk first?

What happened to your head?

We're all done.

Are you OK?

I'm fine.

-Hey, Linda - they are great kids.

-They're a real credit to you, Linda.

-Thank you.

-Ta-ra.

-See ya.

-So are yous hungry?

-Yes!

Surprise!

They let me out early.

Go on, kids. Go and say hello to your mum.

Go on.

It's her neck. They think the cord's been torn by crushed vertebrae.

Thankfully there was a place at St Luke's spinal unit.

She's not in touch with any of her family, you see,

she's not close to any of them.

So she's going to need someone by her side to...

see her through.

Take your time.

As much as you need. As much as you want.

I'll look after it all until you get back.

Let's get her strapped in and hooked up as soon as we can, please.

Thank you.

MUSIC ON GHETTO BLASTER: "No Woman, No Cry" by Bob Marley and the Wailers

Sweeping this up isn't going to sort out the mess you're in.

I know that, I...

..I've actually come to say goodbye.

What?

You've been a proper friend to me.

You're probably going to be what I miss most about this year.

Where are you going?

Going to go hand myself in.

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