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MUSIC: "Next To Me" by Emeli Sande
Ahem! Sorry, Fletch, we're not interrupting you, are we?
-OK, good, cos we don't want to do that, do we?
Why don't you and Lloyd make a start in cubicles.
Mrs Boyd needs her dressing changed, and we need the bed for eh...
Thanks for waking me(!) I haven't even had breakfast!
That'll teach you to set an alarm, then!
Right, we have had a nice quiet start, let's pray that continues.
OK, you two lovelies, I have something special for you.
Mr Moran in cubicles needs a complete clean up.
I would recommend the use of gowns and gloves.
OK, folks, that's it.
So no Tess?
No, 'fraid you're stuck with me.
# ..next to me... #
CAR TOOTS HORN
SHOUTS AND THUDS
Yes. Police and ambulance please.
OK, Jeanie. Here we go, we'll soon get you sorted out.
Hi, Charlie. This is Mrs Jean Stafford. 74 years old, collapsed in the supermarket.
Right, hiya, Jean. I'm Charlie.
It was all John Barrowman's fault.
What's it got to do with him?
I was in the CD aisle, looking at his new record
and thinking how dreamy he was
when I suddenly came over all faint.
Jean has got slight abrasions to her forehead.
She tells me she's got a history of heart problems,
she has a pacemaker fitted.
All her obs are normal though - apart from her BP which is slightly
raised, but that could have something to do with having a look at John Barrowman for so long!
Just ignore him, Jean. He's just jealous.
OK, let's have you up on the bed, sweetheart.
Hello, Jean, is it? I'm Dr Hanna.
I'll just ask a few questions about your medical history.
So come on then, what's up with you, grumpy teddy?
Didn't get a lot of sleep last night.
-Oh, yeah. Hot date, was she?
-Oh, sizzling, yeah.
Spent the whole evening telling me how much she missed her ex-husband - it was marvellous.
There's got to be someone out there for you, Jeffery.
I wonder if that John Barrowman's free?
'Control to 3006.'
3006 go ahead. Over.
'Emergency call to outside 24 Dudley Street, reports of an assault,
'possible stabbing, police in attendance, over.'
3006. Message received, we're on our way, over.
Yes, that's right. Please hurry.
Look at me! Go on!
That's ENOUGH! I said ENOUGH!
All of you, get away from him!
Get away from him.
-Come on, boys, we've got to move.
-Can you hear me?
You're going to be all right...
My name's Tess, I'm a nurse. What's your name?
OK, Amar. Everything's going to be fine.
Help's on its way.
-I didn't do anything.
-I know, I know. Try to keep calm, OK?
What if they come back?
Don't you worry. I'll take care of them...
You just try and help me by staying nice and still.
-Hi, Tess. You OK?
-He's been stabbed.
-What's his name?
Amar, Amar. My name is Dixie, I'm a paramedic.
I just need to put this on your finger and check you over, OK?
Pass us one of them pads, Tess...
Oi! Behave yourselves!
-I've had enough of this.
-Just ignore them.
Don't you think you've done enough damage for one day?
He had it coming.
So have you, if you don't get out the way.
Tess, the police are on their way, sweetheart.
SHOUTING AND JEERING
Come on, big lads, come on!
Police, stand still!
Jean, it looks as if you may have had a minor heart attack.
That doesn't make sense, I've got a pacemaker.
Pacemakers don't stop heart attacks.
It may be part of the problem though.
When did you last have the battery changed?
It doesn't need changing. They last for 57 years.
No, Jean. That's five to seven years.
Oh, dear. SHE CHUCKLES
I never had a good head for figures.
Well, I'll try and have a word with cardio,
see if they can do anything about it today.
Meanwhile Robyn could you get Jean into resus please?
I want to keep her fully monitored until they are ready.
And then get yourself some breakfast.
Well, Eve, I'm sorry you feel the ED has been putting you under unfair pressure.
And if I find out who's been haranguing you for beds,
I promise to harangue them back. You believe me.
We've got a stabbing en route. Tess treated the victim at the scene.
Tess? You sure?
Yeah. Sounds like she took them on single-handedly.
Yeah, received that. I should be with you in five minutes,
situation is now under control.
Just stay nice and still for me, love, OK.
Why did they do this? I don't understand.
Nor do we, sweetheart.
Nor do we, but we're going to be at the hospital soon.
You're doing really well, Amar.
Say that again love?
I feel very cold.
Jeff? Do you want to step on it, please, love?
All right, Mum?
Look at your face, Evan.
I'm going to have a bath.
-Give me your clothes. I'll put the washer on.
-You all right, Tess?
-Yeah, I'm fine.
Never mind me, just see to the boy.
What have we got, Dix?
This is Amar Kapur, he's 18 years old.
He's got a deep laceration to his back.
He's lost about a litre of blood.
GCS 14, pulse 120, BP 90/60...
Sister Bateman? DI Cook.
-Yeah, I remember.
-I hear you were being a bit of a hero.
-Oh, come on.
Well, you're my star witness anyway.
-I'll need a statement off you, all right.
-Just give me a few minutes to get cleaned up.
Tess, what were you playing at? You could have got stabbed yourself.
Sorry, sorry. I'm going to be as gentle as I can.
-Is it bad?
-We've seen much worse, don't worry.
We're going to get you all sorted, OK, Amar.
-OK, Sam, what have we got?
-We've got a clean incised wound, six inches,
exposed right down to the rib periosteum. What are the obs?
BP's 90/60. Pulse 130.
Yeah, we're going to need another line in.
Can we get some pressure bags to speed up the saline?
-How are you doing?
-Like I wish I'd caught the bus this morning.
OK, let's get a proper look at this wound, yeah?
Won't stop bleeding. Going to have to go to the doctor.
Should take you to the vet's. Fighting like an animal!
Can I have that back?
I'll hold onto it for now.
It's for protection, Mum. You know that.
You'll go the same way as your father.
-You worry too much.
-I have to worry for both of us.
Don't be a daft cow. Come here.
-You all right?
My back hurts a bit, that's all.
Evan, you've not hurt anyone badly, have you?
Course not, no.
I'll go and get this sorted. Everything will be all right, Mum.
You're not going on your own. And I'll do all the talking.
-How's he doing?
-Just closing the wound up now. He's been very lucky.
One word for it!
I'll put this under your trolley for you.
Harry Potter fan? Me too.
Do you have any family here we can call, Amar?
They're all back home in India.
Any friends I could call, another student maybe?
-How long have you been here?
Why don't we call your family, then? Let them know what's happened.
Please, no. I...
I don't want to worry them.
It's all right. You've been through a terrible ordeal.
The police are here waiting to speak to him when he's ready.
Let's give him a bit longer, OK?
I'll come back and see you in a little while.
-I'll get you a cab.
-No, you're not.
-I want to make sure Amar is OK.
-I can do that for you.
No, it's fine. Besides I'd rather stay busy.
-Are you feeling all right today?
-Fletch, stop fussing!
-You all right?
-I'm all right, Mum.
-Excuse me, nurse!
My son's hurt his face. He's lost quite a lot of blood.
-OK, what's your name?
-This is Evan.
-OK, Evan. I'm Fletch. Let's have a look, mate.
Right, OK, how did you do that?
Stacked it down the stairs. Bladdered, of course.
Scared his mother half to death.
I bet he did. Don't worry, we can fix that. Come on.
There you go.
We'll get you into a cubicle and then we'll have a proper look at that, all right.
And the assailants, how would you describe them?
The main attacker was tall, dark-haired...
-Late teens, early twenties?
-And he was carrying the weapon?
-I didn't notice a weapon, sorry.
OK. Anything else you remember? Anything at all?
Sorry. I wish there was.
-Are you all right?
-A bit shaken up, that's all.
You did a remarkable thing today.
We don't encourage members of the public to get involved in violent situations,
but it sounds to me like you saved the boy's life.
Anyone else would have done the same.
Sorry. I'll try to be as gentle as I can.
It's only what he deserves.
I was always waking up with random injuries when I was his age.
-But you grew out of it eventually?
I'll keep my fingers crossed.
Hi, I'm Dr Hanna. What've we got?
This is Evan, he's injured his face in a fall,
he has got a persistent nosebleed with lacerations to the cheek.
His BP's slightly low at 100/60,
his mum reckons he's lost quite a lot of blood. And he was drinking.
Must have been quite some fall!
I keep telling him, he's going to hurt himself properly one of these days.
Deep breath. Let's get him into a gown, so I can take a proper look.
-How long is all this going to take?
-Is there somewhere you've got to be?
He just needs his nose fixing. I'll be late for work, we've got to get a move on.
I need to check him over because with serious falls...
Sorry, wish I could help you.
Evan? Will you pop your top off, please?
I said, we've not got time.
OK, Fletch, let's give him a litre of saline and
we'll do some facial X-rays. Let me know when you get the results.
Yep. Excuse me.
This is Beth Bostock, 38.
She tripped and fell down a staircase. She's not been KO'ed,
query fractured left wrist, all obs are fine.
-Where do you want her, Charlie?
-I'll take her.
-Thanks. Um, Charlie?
-Her husband is on his way in. They were arguing at the house.
I thought it best if he followed us in the car.
-All right. Thanks for the heads up.
Who was that?
Think it's a lad from school.
OK. I just have a few questions, Amar.
Take your time and try to relax.
So how did it start?
I was cycling to college.
I don't usually go that way.
I felt something hit me.
I think it was a can of beer.
I stopped to remonstrate with them.
I told them they shouldn't throw things at people,
-that it was dangerous.
-And then what?
One of them pulled me off my bicycle.
And, they just started hitting me
and kicking me.
I felt something in my side,
I thought it was beer but it wasn't, it was blood.
I thought I was going to die.
Take your time.
I don't understand why they did it.
I don't imagine they do either.
We'll be checking the CCTV,
-see if we can get a positive ID on any of them.
There's cameras at the scene.
And we have a witness, of course.
-I'd rather just put it behind me.
-Thugs like this lot need catching.
For the sake of other lads like you.
-I think that's enough for now, Detective Inspector.
-So do I.
Tess, could we chase up a bed, see if it's available yet?
Excuse me, nurse?
That lad in there, he's a friend of my son's from school, is he OK?
I can't discuss other patients' details, I'm afraid.
I know you can't, I'm sorry.
I just wanted to know if he was all right.
He's doing fine. He's a brave lad.
Glad to hear it.
There you go, hop on the bed.
-Well, his X-rays have come back clear and the bleeding seems to have eased off.
-What did you do to that Asian kid?
-I said, what did you do to him?
-I dunno what you're on about,
Yes, you do.
He's just some young kid, Evan.
Looks like butter wouldn't melt.
If it's bigger lads who can defend themselves, it's different.
You don't know nothing about it, Mum.
I know there's coppers out there. Get up.
-The doc's not finished yet.
-I said get up!
-I feel rough!
-I don't care.
Is this your son?
-I think the police would like a word with him.
I was witness this morning to his unprovoked assault on a young man.
-I don't know what you're talking about.
-I suggest you ask him.
My son is a patient in your hospital.
How dare you sling accusations around!
Your son may be a patient
but he's also a disgrace to you and your family.
Please wait here.
You were in bed at home, OK?
She was there. Mum. She saw me.
Get a cab, I'll see you back at home.
What about the cops?
I'll handle them. Get out of here! Go on!
OK, Beth, it looks like you may have fractured your wrist.
Sorry, sorry. Bit of a nightmare trying to find a parking space.
-And you are?
-OK, Beth, can you tell me how this happened?
I should probably explain. Beth's got rheumatoid arthritis.
I'm forever falling over, bumping into things.
I was coming down to breakfast and my leg just gave way.
-That's this leg, yeah?
-That's the one most affected.
Can you straighten it for me, please?
That's as far as it'll go.
Was there any pain before you fell?
-There's always pain.
-You taking anything for it?
The usual - paracetamol, anti-inflammatories.
OK, Charlie, I'm going to need an X-ray of the wrist and the left knee, please.
Yeah, will do.
-All right, Robyn.
Sorry, could I have a word?
Now, I wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't ask you this but, er...
is everything between you and Beth all right?
And you want to know if I pushed her down the stairs?
Well, she IS covered in bruises.
Do I really look like the kind of man that hits his wife?
Well, if I could tell you what a man who hits his wife looks like,
-I wouldn't have to ask.
God knows we've got our problems.
But I would never do anything to hurt her.
That's a good answer.
Excuse me? Where is he?
-I've sent him home to rest.
-He hadn't finished his treatment.
I understand from Sister Bateman that we need to have a little chat with your son, Evan.
-I don't know who she thinks she is!
-She's a witness in a serious assault case.
Where was he at 8.30 this morning?
Where d'you think? You've obviously not got teenage boys.
He was in bed.
-Thanks for all your help. God bless the NHS, eh?
-You listen to me.
Your son's in serious trouble.
I don't know if you're deluded or just don't care
what sort of extracurricular activities he's involved in...
I've told you. He was at home with me.
HE BREATHES HEAVILY
HE GASPS FOR BREATH
The thing is, I set my alarm,
but I must just turn it off in my sleep.
-Uh, what're you doing?
-It's just a snack.
You shouldn't be eating until we know what's wrong with you.
I know what's wrong with me!
I'm a 38-year-old woman with the body and reactions of
an old age pensioner. So why don't you mind your own business?
Mrs Bostock? Yeah.
Thank you. Can you take this?
Yeah. Thank you.
Don't worry, the police'll find him. They know who he is.
Are you sure we can't call your family for you?
I don't want to upset them.
The way I've described it here to them, is not exactly how it is.
How have you described it?
Everyone eating buttered crumpets and drinking tea
and being very polite.
The tea bit's right.
It was always their dream for me to come to England
and have an English education.
But it's not like it is in Harry Potter.
I'm afraid not.
Did you speak to him?
Did he say why he did it?
No, he didn't.
Just leave it.
Do you like threatening women, do you?
-She had it coming.
-Right, you get up. Do you know what?
If I wasn't a nurse here, you and me would be having a problem.
Hey! Fletch, what are you up to?
Can you not see the state he's in?
All right, all right, Evan. Nice deep breaths for me, that's it.
OK, let's get him some help.
All right, nice and easy. Come on.
-Fletch found him he's tachycardic.
He seems shocked. Right, let's get him on this bed.
Turn you around. All right. That's it, well done, Evan.
-I've got this, Charlie.
Fletch, take five. We'll deal with this later.
OK, airway's clear. Can we get some oxygen on him, please, Tash.
Get his shirt off, I need to listen to his chest.
What's going on?
Just try and relax, mate, OK?
-Just focus on getting better, OK?
-I want me mum, I want me mum.
We'll get her for you.
HE GROANS AND GASPS
-We need to log roll him now.
-Zoe, what are you looking for?
I wish I knew.
OK, on my count, ready? One, two, three.
There is some sort of small wound medial to the scapula.
Could explain the reduced breath sounds to the left.
-Put him down again.
-Back, one, two, three.
We'll need to cross-match six. Get two units of O-neg in him now.
-Need to get a chest drain in and can we fast bleep the surgeons.
How could this have happened?
Doesn't make sense. But I'd say he's been stabbed.
Well, that explains a lot.
The good news, Beth, is that your wrist isn't broken.
The bad news is the arthritis in your left knee
is particularly aggressive.
Looks like the cartilage has been almost completely destroyed.
I'll talk to your rheumatologist and they'll liaise with the surgeons.
Together they'll work out a plan of action.
MOBILE BEEPS Nice timing.
Couldn't she at least have waited until I was off the danger list?
Beth, as I keep telling you, there is no "she".
Ian's a lecturer at the university.
Or should that be lecher?
He's having an affair with one of his students.
That isn't true.
-You are such a liar!
-All right, Beth, calm down.
You can't really blame him for wanting out.
When he met me I was a dancer.
In a few years I'll probably be in a wheelchair.
Sorry, excuse me.
What are you playing at?
-Do you think this is funny or something?
Take a break. Take a break! Sort yourself out.
At least we know her name now.
She's called Riley.
Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to take a urine sample.
Standard practice just to make sure there is no underlying infection.
It's like he's hit a major vessel.
The wound's no more than 2mm.
I don't know what weapon could cause this kind of damage.
His BP's still dropping.
Unresponsive hypotension despite replacement of bloods and fluids.
Surgeons can take him in 15.
He's hasn't got that long. Get Sam in here to assist.
We're going to have to open him up.
All right, Fletch, what is it?
I'm trying to find a number for Evan's mum.
-Why don't you try the police?
I hope you're going to tidy that up!
Don't you just get bored of having it thrown back in your face all the time?
Of course I do. What's the problem?
Spread the ribs a bit wider.
Can I have some more light, Sam?
Yes, it's a massive haemorrhage. I can't see for blood.
-Is that better?
I think I've found the bleeding point.
Until the surgeon gets here I'm just going to have to apply finger pressure.
No, I can't stop the bleed. Clamp.
He's in VF.
OK, stand by with the paddles.
Still in VF.
Happy days, eh?
I'm not cheating on her, you know.
I believe you.
She's just out of control.
That's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about.
We found an extremely high level of THC in Beth's urine sample.
Has she been smoking cannabis by any chance?
She's been eating it.
We grow it ourselves, put it in cookies.
It's the only pain relief that doesn't make her feel ill.
How long has she been doing that?
Since she was diagnosed.
Over three years, now.
You, me and Beth need to have a talk.
Still in VF.
OK, let's get some adrenaline and stand by with the paddles again.
We've got an output.
The stuff they grow these days is anywhere between 40 to 60%
more powerful than the stuff we used to have when we were kids.
Exactly. That's why it works.
It's also highly addictive.
I'm not an addict. I could give up anytime I want to.
-I just don't...
So you'd rather I was in pain? Is that it?
I'm talking about your mental health.
You see, I think that the drug is seriously affecting your mood.
Yes. That's the whole point of taking it.
And one of the side effects of long term use of cannabis is paranoia.
So I'm a nutter as well as a junkie?
Well, thank you very much.
Charlie says there are drugs available now
that will help reduce the damage caused...
-Whoa, where are you going?
-I will not be treated like a child.
I am old enough, and informed enough, to manage my own pain.
Mrs Bostock, wait until you've spoken to the rheumatologist!
What just happened?
She was showing erratic mood swings
so I asked the lab to do a tox screen.
Turns out she's been using cannabis to ease the pain of the arthritis.
She's struggling to cope with a painful and debilitating disease.
If cannabis makes life a bit more bearable for her,
what gives you the right to interfere?
-Will you take him up to theatre, Sam.
He's had a period of anoxia. Don't congratulate me yet.
He's not here. I don't know where he is, OK?
Well, I'm afraid we do.
Sorry, I was miles away.
Maybe you should think about taking a break?
-We'll manage without you.
-I'm fine, honestly.
-You seen Robyn?
-Not for a while.
-She went on a break and she hasn't come back.
If you do bump into her, can you send her to me?
One more thing.
It's about Fletch.
I came across him earlier on.
He had a real run-in with Evan.
He had him up against a wall.
Maybe you should have a word?
I will. Thanks, Charlie.
..I need to talk to you.
I'm sorry to tell you that Evan Wilshaw,
one of the boys who attacked you,
it turns out he'd been seriously injured.
It looks as if someone stabbed him.
Do you know anything about it?
Whoever did it used a very small weapon.
Something they maybe didn't think would do much damage.
I thought they were going to kill me.
I had one of the spokes in my hand.
I was trying to defend myself.
I thought I must have missed.
I'm afraid not.
I never wanted to hurt anyone. I was just trying to protect myself.
You won't tell the police, will you?
My family, they cannot find out.
I've failed them.
Amar, you know I can't promise that.
Are you going to get that?
Not while I'm driving.
Do you want me to answer it?
-Is it Riley, Ian?
Have you been reading my phone messages?
Does she give you what you need? The things I can't give you any more?
-You don't know what you're talking about.
-Is she younger than me? Prettier?
For God's sake, Beth, you've got this completely wrong,
Does she do the things I can't do any more?
-I'm not going to dignify that with an answer.
-Stop the car.
-Stop the car, I want to get out!
-I can't stop the car here.
-I want to get out.
-What are you doing? Your seat belt?
-Leave me alone.
-Stop the car.
Shut the door. Beth, what are you doing?
What are you doing? What are you doing? Beth!
Stop the car!
Ian, wake up.
Ian, please wake up.
You wanted to see me.
I heard about you and Evan.
OK, what about us?
That you nearly started a fight.
He's a thug, Tess. He could have really hurt you.
He's a patient in my department.
So, what, you're going to pull rank on me now?
I'm trying to do what's right.
No, you're not. You're trying to make yourself feel better.
Please remember who you're talking to.
At least I've been honest about my feelings,
I'm not living in a repressed state of denial,
-permanently on the moral high ground.
-Tess. Something's wrong with Robyn.
I think you need to see it yourself.
Robyn. What's going on?
Have you ever thought how mad it is
that we have all these people come through,
and yet we never really stop to get to know each other?
-OK. What's going on?
-I think she's stoned.
I need to know what you've taken.
Aw, Tess. So lovely, so shiny.
Jamie, keep the curtains drawn, keep her quiet, and most importantly,
-keep her out of sight!
Where is he?
He's been taken up to ITU.
I'll have someone take you up. Hang on.
I bet you're loving this, aren't you?
Of course not.
One, two, three.
OK, Ian, we'll soon sort you out.
-Lovely. Thanks, fellas.
We're going to get you and Ian checked out properly.
-Make sure everything is OK, all right?
-I don't need any treatment.
Why don't you let us be the judge of that, eh?
-I said, I'm fine.
-OK, well, it's up to you.
How's it going?
We found this at the scene, it's a spoke from Amar's bike.
Looks like blood on it.
I'm sorry, Detective Inspector.
I really don't want Amar to face any more questions today.
I know he's been through a lot.
But if he's said anything at all that could help us,
I'll be in reception.
I'm so sorry you've been through this.
Not all of it has been bad.
I cannot ask you to do this for me.
"There are times when we must choose between what is right
"and what is easy."
I need to make a statement.
OK, this is Ian Bostock, 41.
Driver involved in an RTC, car versus bus stop.
Wasn't wearing a seatbelt.
He has been unconscious throughout, got a head injury.
His GCS is eight, his pulse 95,
and his BP is 110 systolic, sats 97%, BM five.
OK. He's going to need a full trauma assessment and he is going to need a CT.
Beth? What happened? Jeff.
Passenger, involved in an RTC, she was wearing a seat belt.
No obvious injuries. Refused spinal treatment though.
-Obs are normal, Charlie.
All right, Beth, all right.
-Come on, let's get you looked at.
When's he going to wake up?
No, not at all. Thank you, you've been very helpful.
I'm still waiting.
-For you to say, "I told you so".
-No, no, I think you had a point.
If I'd handled it better,
-maybe she wouldn't have run off in the first place.
Mrs Bostock, I've got some news on your husband.
He's got an extradural haematoma.
It's a bleed between the inside of the skull
and the outer covering of the brain.
-The surgeons are operating on him now.
-Will he be all right?
There's every chance he'll make a full recovery. But it is going to take time.
Someone should contact his girlfriend, let her know.
This is all her fault.
Beth, there is no girlfriend.
I've just been on the phone to Riley
and his full name is Riley Moore.
Turns out he's a therapist,
specialising in men and their problems.
You mean problems like me?
We will sort this out,
but first of all we have to deal with the cannabis habit.
But it takes away the pain.
Pain is the body's way of telling us that something's wrong.
It's not a good idea to block it all out altogether.
I'll leave you to get some rest.
Any idea where Robyn is?
No. Sorry, Charlie, haven't seen her.
DISTANT SINGING AND GIGGLING
You are kidding.
Sometimes I hate this job.
I know the feeling.
But the fact that he told the truth of his own accord will help him if it goes to court.
And, of course, he's got you on his side.
That counts for a lot.
-Thanks for letting me know, by the way.
That Robyn was drugged out of her tiny mind!
Sorry, Charlie. She ate one of your patient's cookies without realising.
Why didn't you tell me you'd found her?
-It was an oversight, OK? I've got a lot on my mind.
-Come on, Tess, it's me, Charlie, talk to me.
Just leave it.
If something's wrong I need to know.
Look. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but when something happens,
I don't automatically think, "Oh, I simply must tell Charlie!"
I didn't think for a minute...
The only thing bothering me today is everyone asking me how I am!
-Hey, guys. Is this a bad time?
What can we do for you?
Mum and Dad are not supposed to argue.
-Especially today, of all days.
-What's so special about today?
Well, a while back,
I applied for an access course to retrain as a doctor,
and they've accepted me.
See you both later.
What was all that about?
I haven't got a clue.
Mind if I come in?
To tell the truth, I sometimes think I'd like to get out myself,
-if I could afford to.
-I thought you loved the job.
It's a great job, it's just some of the patients.
And the cuts.
And the constant smell of antiseptic.
Who am I kidding? I wouldn't change it for the world!
-Robyn has something she wants to say.
-Please don't sack me.
Who said anything about sacking you?
You and Tess have been great. I really messed up.
I'm really sorry. It won't happen again.
-How are you feeling now, anyway?
Thanks for asking.
Can you make sure she gets something healthy to eat and an early night?
-Thanks, Charlie. You're the best.
It was funny though, wasn't it?
This is the bit where I buy you a pint to celebrate.
Can't tonight, mate. I am having dinner with a very special lady.
New girlfriend? I haven't heard anything about this.
My mum! Have a nice evening, Charlie.
Yeah. Give her my best.
You got anything to drink?
I've just been at the hospital.
They said it could be brain damage.
They said that even if he wakes up...
..he probably won't be like what he was.
I found this earlier.
I knew what he'd done.
But I closed my mind to it.
I'm sure you did everything you could for him.
That's not what you think though, is it?
You think it's all my fault that Evan turned out the way he did,
and everything that happened today.
It's a very complicated situation.
You told me my son was a disgrace.
And now he's lying half dead in a hospital
and I wasn't even there.
There was nothing you could have done.
I can see it in your eyes,
like I saw it this morning, you think I'm a terrible mother.
-I don't think that.
-Yes, you do.
I know your sort, always judging, whispering.
-Getting a kick out of watching other people screw up.
You don't know what I've been through!
What I've suffered.
The one thing I've always tried to do is just be there for him.
I wasn't, because of you!
We did our best for him.
He said it hurt when he hugged me.
I didn't know it was because he'd been stabbed.
I told him to go home.
Kathy? It's not a crime to love your child too much,
to want to believe in them.
You're not a bad mother.
But you can't let yourself go under.
Evan's going to need you now more than he ever did before.
Why don't I take that?
-Thought I'd find you here.
-What happened to dinner with Mum?
Got the wrong night, didn't I? She's at choir practice.
What do you want?
-Nah, I'm buying.
-I'm going to miss you.
Cab's going to take her straight home.
I'll drop that in the police station.
When I saw her holding the knife up against you
I could see you staring at her.
Holding it all together, like you always do.
You must have been terrified.
No, you're not.
You all set for tonight's leaving do?
-You going to go to Lloyd's drinks tonight?
-Just try and stop me.
Come on, someone tell me what he's got planned.
Oh, no, that is secret information but you will love it.
I want to try and grab five minutes of your time.
-Only if you have got a magic carpet.
-I'll chase one up.
Call the police and notify them
about a cannabis farm at number 12, Summer's Parade.
-No, no, no!
-That's my friend in there.
-No, you can't...
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