Garage Flowers Casualty

-What?

-Nothing.

You haven't told anyone, have you?

-Who, me? Discretion is my middle name.

-Yeah, right(!)

-ALL:

-Surprise!

I didn't realise it was the big one, mate. Life begins, eh?

That's 40, apparently.

He looks middle-aged to me already.

Bit young for a mid-life crisis.

-You reckon he's going to make 60?

-Not with this workload.

-Can I have the nose, please?

-There's more icing on the hair.

I know which bit you want.

Excuse me!

Excuse me, but as a lifelong tax-payer, I pay your wages,

so I'd prefer to see some work, if you don't mind.

I was just hoping to fix another meeting with John,

the MD, if possible.

Uh-huh.

Yes, certainly. I can hold.

MOBILE BEEPS

Hi. Patrick! Yes, thanks for getting back to me.

Look, I was hoping to pop in this afternoon with a better offer.

Yep. Well, I've had a think about it. I'm sure...

Look, I'm just round the corner.

MOBILE RINGS

Hi, babe. Look, I'm on the other phone. Can I...?

Look, this is a really big opportunity.

Can I just call you back?

Hello?

Hello?!

Whoa!

Idiot! Are you blind?

What, do you think you own the road?!

Come on, then.

HORN BEEPS

-Who's that from?

-My parents.

Mmm. 200 beautiful, un-taxable, un-declarable quid.

-What's wrong?

-Nothing.

HORN BEEPS

Come on, you stupid woman. Just move. Move!

You got a problem, mate?

HORN BEEPS

That way. Come on!

CAR ALARMS BLARE

MOANING

-Mr... Mr Fred McIntyre?

-Yes.

-Hello. I'm Dr Hanna. You can call me Zoe.

-Yes.

You don't need to look at those notes.

It's a cut on his head.

Are you a doctor too?

I'm a teacher. Retired.

-OK, Fred. Do you want to tell me what happened?

-He fell.

Mrs McIntyre, if you don't mind, I would prefer it

-if Fred told me himself.

-I'm Ivy

and he doesn't talk to anybody else. Only me. Isn't that right, Fred?

Right. So, when you fell, were you dizzy at all, Fred?

There's a wobbly paving stone outside our door.

I've warned the council about it.

And is that what he...? Is that what you banged your head on, Fred?

It might have been a fence. I didn't see exactly.

OK. Well, I don't think you need an X-ray,

but I would like an ECG and some blood tests, if I may.

Don't worry. The way I do it, you won't feel a thing.

Is there anyone we can contact for you?

Oh, that won't be necessary. We don't have any children.

-What do you reckon?

-I think you get points for not throttling her.

She's like my mum. I've had plenty of practice.

But I do think she's lying through her teeth about that cut.

-She's definitely hiding something.

-My guess is that Fred has some form of dementia.

-Do you think?

-It's the only way a man could be so obedient.

-I'll dig up his old notes and check him out.

-Thanks.

SIRENS WAIL

Can you hold her head for me, please, mate?

Hello, sweetheart. I'm Jeff. I'm a paramedic.

Can you tell me your name?

Tina. The car door opened. I couldn't stop.

There's only going to be one winner there.

-Good job you were wearing your helmet.

-My eyes! I can't see.

You've got a little blood in there. I'm going to check your arm.

-SHE YELPS

-Get off me.

-Is she going to be all right?

-Yeah, I'm sure she's going to be fine.

Got to get her to hospital. We'll know more then, OK?

A little bit of O2, please, Chester.

Can I have your attention, please, guys?

It seems we're going through

an unusually large amount of Diazepam lately,

so I'd like to ask you to keep an extra-careful record, OK?

She's accusing us of stealing drugs.

Not the hard stuff. That's when the problems really start

and no-one would be THAT stupid.

Hi, babe.

You're early.

Yeah, I...had some calls cancel on me.

Hi, guys. So, who's on for swimming later?

They can't. They'll get colds again if they go out with wet hair.

-That's an old wives' tale.

-Yeah, and I'm an old wife.

-MOBILE BEEPS

-So, are we still on for later?

-I haven't confirmed a baby-sitter.

-Oh, come on, Karen. Don't be like that.

-Like what?

Painting on a big fat smile and pretending everything's hunky-dory?

I've ordered a new one. It will be as good as new by the weekend.

I don't care about the door, Alan. It's you screaming and throwing things about. I can't take any more.

-MOBILE BEEPS

-OK. Yeah.

Look, I just, er...

I've just got to go and do this...

Tom?

We're needed outside.

Cool.

-Is this the cyclist?

-Yeah. Tina Cafolla. She's 31 years old.

She had a run in with a car door. A fair old rate of knots, by the look of it.

It's all right, Tina. Just relax. You're in the best place for it.

Facial injury looks bad, but no significant blood loss. Query fractured right arm.

-Sorry, mind your backs, please.

-GCS has been 15,

although she was KO'd shortly. BP's 130 over 80.

Pulse, 110. Sats at 95%.

She's a little confused, though, with some retrograde amnesia.

-I'm not confused.

-I'm glad to hear that.

We immobilised her due to the mechanism. She's had ten of morphine, 500 of saline.

OK, Tina. We're going to lift you over in a minute, sweetheart. OK?

All right, everyone. Lift.

SHE MOANS

Hey, many happy returns of the day, young man.

-You don't look a day over 29.

-Thanks.

-Can I help, Tom?

-Would you do the primary survey, please?

-Seeing as it's your birthday.

Right. Hello. Airway's clear.

Group and save and then run some gas. Charlie, can I have the fast scanner, please?

-Yes, on the way.

-Let's give her some more morphine.

-I've got the patient's husband here.

-Where is she?

-Sorry, could you hang back, just for a moment?

-Please, I just...

We need to get Tina sorted out, just for a moment. Please.

The facial wounds need some careful suturing.

My arm really hurts.

That's probably broken.

And my eye - there's something in my eye.

Jamie, would you clean that for me? Let's do an X-ray,

-C-spine, chest and pelvis.

-Cubicles are really filling up out there

-and the other RTC's just arrived.

-You going to be OK here, Tom?

-I've got the secondary survey.

-Chris? Chris?

I'm right here, darling. I'm right here.

-Excuse me, I need to see my...

-Whoa, whoa!

-I knew it.

-I'm sorry.

-It's not your fault. I should have driven you to work.

This guy in a white car...

It's like he was chasing me.

Pulse is settling. Sats are still 100%.

That's good, isn't it? That's good. So you're going to be all right.

-She's going to be OK, yeah?

-Due to the mechanism of the injury,

we need to do a chest X-ray, to make sure.

-That sounds serious. Is that serious?

-It's just routine.

Right now, Tina needs you to be a calm voice of reassurance, OK?

Hi, Mark. I'm Dr Hanna.

Let's get you on the bed and I'll check you over.

-Yep. I've got him.

-Steady.

-What about the girl on the bike?

-Do you know her?

-Is she OK?

She's being assessed at the moment.

First, I want to have a look at your leg.

OK.

HE GASPS

You nearly done in there?

HE GASPS

Alan?

You all right?

Alan!

-X-ray and don't spare the horses?

-Yes, please, Mac. Straight back.

Mark! What are you doing here?

Are you OK?

I was in a crash.

So was Tina.

I know. I... I nearly hit her.

-What?!

-Is she all right?

Well, yeah, she's... No, not really.

-Excuse me, gents, but we have to get him to X-ray...

-He's my brother.

You'll have to save the chat until we've got a complete diagnosis. Thanks, Mac.

I'll come and find you.

I've got Tina's X-rays here. You need to take a real close look.

You're here to see Fred McIntyre?

Yeah, Ivy texted me.

Are you with the social services?

No, I'm just their part-time carer.

I started to help out and then they got the council to pay me.

-OK. Well, Fred hasn't been discharged yet.

-Is he all right?

It's just a simple cut on his head,

but we're just going to run some tests while he's here.

-I don't mind waiting.

-To be honest, I'm a bit more concerned about Ivy.

She's been under a lot of pressure

-since Fred was diagnosed with dementia.

-I can imagine.

Do you think they can still look after each other?

I feel really bad even thinking this,

but she is showing signs of Alzheimer's too.

Excuse me.

Susan!

Thank goodness.

We want to go home.

Not just yet, I'm afraid. Fred's blood tests have come back

and his potassium's a little low. It's nothing too serious,

but we've got a prescription we need to take to the pharmacy.

-Won't be too long.

-OK.

All I remember is that car.

He pulled out on me. I must have yelled at him.

Then he came after me like a lunatic.

I still can't believe that Mark was that side of town.

Did you have any idea that he was going to be there?

I'd no idea until now.

-Hi, Tina.

-Hi.

Right. I'm glad to say that your chest and spine X-ray are clear.

-I just need to see your neck out of the brace, OK?

-OK.

OK. Now, gently move your head from the left to the right for me, please.

Nothing rest and physio won't fix.

-Thank goodness.

-Now, unfortunately, you've a nasty wrist fracture

which will need to be corrected later today with surgery.

Then there's the bit we didn't expect to see on your pelvic X-ray -

you're pregnant.

I can't be.

I had a negative test recently and I was even bleeding.

It's perfectly normal in the early stages.

I'd say you're around 11 weeks.

But you X-rayed it?

We try to avoid X-ray when you're pregnant,

but there won't be any long-lasting damage to the baby.

This has to be a mistake.

No, no. Don't worry. We ran a serum HCG on your blood sample

and well, congratulations.

We did it!

Thanks for your help an' all that, but really, I'm fine

and I don't need to go to hospital.

-Can you please just do what I ask?

-I just don't like all the fuss, Karen.

That's exactly what you're making.

I hardly think you're in a position to give orders, really.

So are you going to let him check you over or what?

Yes.

Thank you. OK, Norm.

So, as you can see, the tibia's intact,

-but you've fractured the fibula.

-Does that mean plaster?

Yes. For six weeks, I'm afraid. Non-weight-bearing. Sorry.

-Hey, what's the story?

-Broken leg. I can't believe it.

The time off will probably do you good. Stick your feet up, relax.

-Not exactly my idea of fun.

-Your pulse is a little on the high side, Mark.

I might have to keep you in for a bit longer.

I still can't get over you and Tina being in the same accident, you know.

Yeah, I know.

I told her I'd follow her to work.

I wanted her advice on some advertising copy.

What?

-What's so funny?

-Mate, we just had the best news.

Tina's pregnant.

Bro!

Well done.

-Yeah, congratulations.

-Cheers.

-We'll get that plaster sorted for you.

Hey, come here.

Sorry about the delay, folks. Pharmacy was a bit backed up,

but here's the magic potion.

So we can go now?

As soon as Dr Hanna's checked you over.

Do you fancy another cuppa while I hunt her down?

Fred does like those biscuits.

-Is everything OK?

-Why wouldn't it be? What sort of a question is that?

Excuse us, Fred. Girl talk.

How did that happen, Ivy? Was it Fred?

In 40 years of marriage, my husband has not raised his hand to me once.

These look like fingerprint bruises to me.

What are you, a Columbo?

I caught it on a handle getting off the bus, OK?

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you.

Mind your own business

and keep your big nose out of what doesn't concern you.

Can I ask you some questions? Do a little quiz for me?

-Are you sure you're feeling all right?

-See if you can remember

these three words - horse, bicycle and flowers.

That's four words, if you include "and".

The number doesn't matter. It's just a little game I like to play.

Don't have me on. You're trying to test me.

If you want me to go on Mastermind,

my chosen subject is the heyday of the Labour Party, 1945-51.

And before you ask, it's horse, bicycle and flowers.

Right.

-Right. There you go, sir.

-Thanks. I don't need any help. I can manage.

Just relax and do what you're told.

It's all part of the service. Tips are allowed but never expected.

-Any previous history of chest pain?

-No. Nothing.

-Are you in any pain now?

-No. As I said, I feel fine.

How would you describe the pain? Was it piercing or more of a dull throb?

A bit piercing, I suppose.

On a scale of one to ten, how sore was it, one being very mild

-and ten being very intense?

-Somewhere in the middle.

How long did it last?

-Depends on which way I lean.

-How have you been feeling lately?

-He's been under an awful lot of stress.

-She's not asking you.

Have you been feeling panicky, dizzy, light-headed?

And he's not good at discussing how he feels.

-Like 99% of the male population.

-Business has been bad for a start...

-Karen!

-Heart rate's a bit high.

-Blood pressure's high, too.

-Things haven't been great between us.

She's a doctor, not a flipping marriage guidance counsellor.

Can you tell me about this, Alan?

I must have fallen.

Yeah, I think I fell when I was in the shower.

OK. Well, I can't promise to heal all matters of the heart,

but we can organise a full MOT. Let's begin with an ECG,

chest X-ray and blood tests.

It's doing my head in. I can't remember the make,

-let alone the reg.

-We've got much more important things to worry about now.

-The flat's a bit tight. Maybe we should look about getting a house, a garden maybe.

-Excuse me. Sorry.

Tina your blood results have come back. Nothing alarming,

but did you know you're rhesus negative?

-Yeah. Why? Is that bad?

-No, not at all.

But if your foetus is positive,

you might form antibodies that can damage it.

-Whoa. That sounds bad.

-Don't worry. After trauma,

we always offer an anti-D injection to prevent that

if the father is rhesus positive...

Oh, no. I'm rhesus negative. We found out at the fertility tests.

Fine. Then there's no problem at all.

Listen, I'm going to phone work, tell them I'm not going to be in.

You have made me the happiest man in the whole wide world.

And I love you.

MOBILE BEEPS

-What d'you think you're doing?

-I'm just...

-I need to get up.

-If you stand on that leg as it is, you'll end up in surgery.

Why don't you rest up here and I'll get a doctor to fix you some more pain relief, OK?

Are you sure he's ready to come home?

Dr Hanna's checked him over and he's 100% good to go.

A whole lot of fuss over nothing, if you ask me.

We wouldn't want to take any risks.

You should be grateful. Robyn's done her best for both of you.

I'll get them home and cosy, won't I, Fred?

Thank you, Robyn. Thanks for everything.

Come on, Fred.

Something's just not right.

At first I thought Ivy was neglecting Fred.

Then I thought he was abusing her.

There's no doubt they're both vulnerable.

But now I think it's their carer.

Susan said that Ivy had Alzheimer's.

When I tested her, she seemed sharp as a tack to me.

It's still just conjecture. There's absolutely no proof of abuse.

I know. And they do seem to love her.

They couldn't wait for her to take them home.

So why do you think there's a problem?

In an abusive relationship,

you can't always tell what's good for you.

I've got their address. I could just pop round.

-Under no circumstances are you leaving the ED.

-But what if they are being abused?

And what if next time it's even worse?

So sorry to drag you to the hospital, Susan.

Forget about it.

Now, are they the right ones?

What about the other ones that we had the other time?

You know, the red ones.

I think they were for after meals, don't you, Fred?

It says on the packet, Ivy.

Yes, I know. People can easily make mistakes, can't they?

These things all look the same, really, don't they?

And we're all human.

No, no. Not that glass.

He prefers a wider one. In that cupboard over there.

They're all the same, Ivy!

I'm sure you're right.

I don't actually have an opinion on that myself, but I know Fred does.

I think you'd both just better go upstairs, don't you?

But it's not even dark yet.

Well, unless you want to clean up the mess?

Oh, no. Of course. It's always left to muggins here to do everything.

I don't know why I bother.

Isn't it bad enough that I have to put up with

that drunken lump in my own home?!

Well, your ECG looks normal so that means your heart's

doing all the right things, but you do have a couple of cracked ribs.

-His heart-rate's still quite high.

-Right. Well...

with a persistent fast heart-rate and tenderness,

I'm going to arrange for a CT scan, just to make sure

-there's no organ damage.

-Thank you, Doctor.

See? Told you it was nothing.

I thought you were going to die.

Can't keep a good man down.

We'll be all right, won't we?

If you can control that temper of yours, we might.

I'm sorry.

That's the only chance we'll make it.

You have to promise me you'll find a way.

Look, whatever it takes, I will do it.

That's the end of it.

You won't see it again, I promise.

I promise.

I love you.

I love you, too.

-Er, sorry. Do you mind? I just need to...

-Sorry.

All this makes me realise how lucky we are.

Look at her over there.

Fell off her bike.

Could have been a lot worse if it wasn't for her crash helmet.

That's a temporary back-slab. It's just going to keep you safe and still

until your bed's ready, which I'm going to go and check on for you now.

They know you need a bed, but they're very busy.

You two in bed yet?

I really think I need to talk to her.

I might even bring you a cup of tea.

-I need to explain something.

-Please. Just go to bed.

I just want to say sorry. For both of us.

No, no, you know what she's like.

-Yes, but I really need to go.

-Please, please, Ivy, please!

Fred!

Tina!

What's going on?

Are you OK?

Didn't Chris tell you?

Well...yeah. He's over the moon.

Yeah, but...thing is...

it might not be his.

Right.

And I need to find out. The baby could be at risk if...

Depending on the father's blood type.

-I'm group A.

-Yeah, but rhesus positive or negative?

I think it's positive.

Welcome back, Fred.

Double points on your loyalty card for two visits in one day.

Please tell me this has nothing to do with us discharging him?

No chance. Not unless you can stop old people falling over.

He's got a nasty head laceration - quite considerable blood loss.

Query fractured neck of femur.

Fred, we're going to lift you over onto the bed, me old son, all right?

He's had five of morphine so far, 500 of saline.

OK, lift. Well done, mate.

-Thanks, Jeff. OK, airway's clear, breathing's clear.

-Sats at 93%.

Do you want to take Ivy to the relatives' room?

I can look after Ivy. You lot just make sure Fred's OK.

That girl is very convincing. Be careful.

-Tess, can we have ten of morphine, please?

-Is he going to be OK?

My main concern is the fractured neck of femur.

We're going to have to do a full trauma assessment before we do

any X-rays here. He was in earlier, so we can cross-match four units.

How can I look after you if you don't look after yourself?

I just went for a walk.

I have to keep you wrapped in cotton wool,

-cos the orthopaedics have you down for evening surgery.

-Thanks. Sorry.

It's all right. There's no harm done. The police will be here shortly.

Not much to tell them except it was some idiot with road rage.

I'm not even sure what I did. I'm usually pretty careful.

I'm sure it wasn't your fault.

I don't know. I'm capable of really messing up.

Listen...

there is no judgement. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.

Yes, I do. I've got no choice.

I need that injection.

Sorry?

That anti-D stuff, for the rhesus-positive baby.

Listen, Chris was sure he was negative. I mean...

Do I have to draw you a picture?

Yes, yes, I can do that for you.

-But Chris must never know, OK?

-Loud and clear.

You ARE judging me. I can see it in your eyes.

I'm just doing my job.

Well, I don't care, just give me the injection as fast as you can.

-You don't want to do that, mate.

-I'm just fed up of waiting.

But you still need a CT.

I've got a couple of broken ribs, so what?

Been to medical school, have you?

Then you'll know abdominal tenderness

and raised heart rate can indicate a ruptured organ, which could kill you.

OK, can I wait somewhere else, then?

You can wait on a trolley in the hallway,

but we find that less popular these days.

Oh, funny(!)

Please, just get back on the table and let me check you over.

Can you just stop telling me what to do!

I'm not your wife. I won't allow you to talk to me like that.

Jamie, would you say that looks like a car logo?

-Sorry?

-I mean, you don't see it much these days

because most people wear seat belts, but to me, I bet a month's wages,

that looks like the impact from a steering wheel.

And you weren't wearing a seat belt!

Hey, babe? How are the kids?

Good. You get through to your mum?

Is this an official break or can I ask your advice?

If it's about designer shoes.

Turns out our Victoria Pendleton has a dark side.

All us girls do, Tom. It's what makes us interesting!

She doesn't think the baby's her husband's,

so she wants a sneaky shot of anti-D, just in case.

I bet it's the brother, Mark.

She slept with her husband's brother?

Let's call the United Nations, Tom! Don't let this blow up in the ED.

What about Chris? Doesn't he need to know?

Let me put this differently. If you breach patient confidentiality

and tell him his wife's been unfaithful, you'll be

up in front of the GMC, because I'll tell them.

This won't take a second.

-Hey, how's she doing?

-All good, I think.

Not more needles?

No, that's just the anti-D. Congratulations.

Hey, what's going on? What's all the injections about?

-I was just taking precautions.

-I'm rhesus negative. You know that.

You said there was no problem unless the father was rhesus positive.

As a doctor, I have to take into account all possible outcomes.

-Are you saying my wife's sleeping around?

-I didn't say that.

-So what's going on then?!

-Maybe you should ask your brother.

My brother? What's my brother...?

What's my brother got to do with anything?

Look, all I know is Tina asked me to give her the injection.

And I think you need to ask her why.

Get out of my way.

Hello, Ivy. My name's Tess.

She's my boss. I'm happy to report that Fred is stable.

Oh, I am glad to hear it.

Do you remember that cut on Fred's head when you came in earlier?

Of course I do. I'm not senile.

So you remember how it happened, then?

I told her all about that. He fell.

I don't think that's what really happened, though, is it?

He can be hard work. He'd try anyone's patience.

-Poor Susan. I don't blame her half the time.

-What did she do?

I'm not sure, but... she might have pushed him.

She didn't mean any harm. But that's how he fell.

Was that the first time?

She works very hard.

She's very good to us most of the time. We're very lucky to have her.

But she should never hurt you, you know that?

Everyone has their cross to bear.

Sometimes it's better to say nothing.

There's no excuse for nastiness like that, Ivy.

Why didn't you tell anyone?

I don't want Fred to be taken away and stuck in a home somewhere.

What we have isn't perfect, but at least we're together.

Zoe. Hi. I need a word.

Is this going to upset me?

Tell me you didn't breach patient confidentiality, Tom?

-It was an accident. The guy pushed me.

-What kind of excuse is that?!

-It is your job to have control under pressure.

-I know, but...

So you went and told that man that his wife's had sex with his brother?

No. Not actually, but...

I don't know if you're looking for trouble or if you're just thick.

Zoe, I'm sorry. If you just...

Just save your breath. If you want trouble, bring it on.

But if you don't, you get out there now and you fix this, fast.

Yeah.

Get out of my office.

-You OK?

-Yeah. It's just turning 30 has got me thinking about stuff.

So what was so annoying about that card from your parents?

That's it, exactly. It's never really bothered me before,

but I've called them Mum and Dad all my life, but now

it just seems sort of silly.

-They're still your parents, Tom.

-Yeah, but they're not, are they?

I mean, I love them and they're brilliant and everything, but...

-we're not even related.

-They chose you.

Most parents don't have a say,

but your mum and dad chose to adopt you. How many kids can say that?

I heard Zoe laid into you pretty bad about something.

It was nothing, just a complication about that road-rage girl.

Road rage?

Yeah, someone knocked her off her bike and then drove off.

-I don't know how you can sleep at night.

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

Ivy's just told us all about you.

How can you treat sweet, vulnerable old people like that?

Look, I might be strict sometimes, but they can be like kids.

-Old people need a routine.

-I'm talking about you abusing them.

I never hurt anybody, not on purpose.

Oh, and that makes it OK, then, doesn't it?

-What, and you're perfect, are you?

-I didn't say that, I just...

You've seen what they're like!

Can you imagine how hard it is, dealing with that day in, day out?

And what thanks do I get for it?

I've cared for Ivy and Fred. I really have.

I've looked after them. I did my best.

I'm sure you did. But you have to admit you're out of your depth.

They're much older. They need a different type of help.

They need proper professional care.

I should've quit ages ago.

Aren't you going to come and say goodbye?

Honestly, I'm fine. I can walk.

Sorry, sir, but rules is rules, I'm afraid.

I just feel like such an idiot.

You'll be pleased to know your CT scan shows no internal damage.

-Can I go home?

-Once we've sorted a prescription for your pain relief.

-Great. About time.

-That just leaves us with your guilty conscience.

Sorry, what's that supposed to mean?

You hurt yourself on the steering wheel. What made you jam your brakes on?

It's none of your business how it happened.

Your job's to fix me up and let me go.

You knocked that girl off her bike.

It takes a coward to leave the scene of an accident like that,

but if you didn't cause it, why would you drive off?

I didn't hit her, and anyway, she cut me up.

-On a bike?

-Well, it doesn't really matter, does it?

She was still blocking the lane, and I just lost it.

In your big car?

Sorry. I just saw red.

Anger like that, Alan, needs to be treated.

I can refer you to a therapist.

Look, please, I don't want anybody to know a thing about this.

I'm trying for a fresh start with my wife

and I do not want to lose my family over this.

Please.

'Hi, this is Tina's phone. Please leave a message.'

Ah!

It's like musical beds in here.

You're going to have to stay put until Dr Hanna can look at you.

-Get me a wheelchair.

-You can't do this. You'll hurt yourself.

Look, either you help me or I'm doing this on my own, OK?

-You shouldn't be here.

-Tell me about it.

-Where's Chris?

-Don't know.

I will be back in two minutes, all right?

He's not answering his phone. I think he found out.

-How could he?

-Does it matter? If he knows, that's it.

-Maybe that's best.

-What's that supposed to mean?

That's why I called round to see you today.

To ask you to come away with me.

Don't say that, Mark.

And that was before I knew about the baby.

I don't want to hear this.

Are you OK?

I can't deny what I'm feeling here.

Don't tell me that night didn't mean something to you too?

Mark, please.

I'll never forget it.

That was when I realised that I've always loved you.

From the start.

We're meant to be together, Tina.

I know this baby's ours.

Help! Nurse!

Oh, man. This was such a bad idea.

Jamie, what's he doing here? OK, get him to Resus.

Airway clear, breathing clear.

-He's tachycardic.

-Sorry, we need you to try and keep still now.

-Problem, Tom?

-Severe abdominal pain.

Get me the fast scanner.

He's dropped his pressure. He's looking pretty shocked.

Must be an internal bleed.

Jamie, get a new line in

and a litre of saline and ten of morphine, please.

Looks like a ruptured spleen. We need a CT scan now.

-I'll call the surgeons.

-Yeah, tell them to step on it, Charlie.

Yeah.

Thanks, Doctor.

-Just doing my job.

-No, I mean thanks for keeping shtoom.

-You didn't?

-No. But you still could.

Like you said, you didn't hit anyone,

but two people were seriously injured.

It'll be a lot worse if they come looking for you.

-I thought he was being discharged?

-He is.

So what's wrong?

I was in an accident earlier. I didn't hit anybody,

but I was in a hurry and

this girl just pulled out in front of me. And...

-You lost your temper, didn't you?

-Yes, and I hate it!

I want to do something about it, but I just don't know how.

People got hurt because of you, and you lied about it.

I'm sorry.

Forget it. Just...forget it.

Wait.

Ah!

Gentlemen, can I have a word, please?

Mark?

Welcome back.

The prognosis is good.

You're going to be up and about in no time.

You were right, you know - what you said.

That night was special.

But we can't ever be together.

Because I love Chris. And he loves me.

The baby.

Chris doesn't need to know.

I could tell him.

You'd break his heart if you do.

What about mine?

I'm sorry, Mark.

But if you do love me, you won't say a word.

I'll leave. Sell up.

Move out. Soon as I can.

No, please. You don't need to. Not on our account.

You think I could be in the same town as my kid

and never be able to talk to him properly?

Never be able to hold him like a real dad?

You won't tell Chris, will you?

Your secret's safe.

Fred, I'm afraid to confirm that you have got a broken hip,

so you will need an operation.

Why don't we give him five more of morphine, Robyn,

and if that doesn't dull the pain I'll do a femoral nerve block?

I expect they'll get us another carer and we'll be home soon.

So everything will be back the way it was, won't it?

I'm not too sure about that, Ivy.

Things might be quite different now.

Fred could be in hospital for quite a while.

Yes, but I'll be able to visit him every day, won't I?

Of course, but when he gets out,

I think social services will have to give him special care.

What do you mean?

Fred may not be able to go home with you.

I don't know how we ended up like this.

I mean, you fall in love.

You get married.

You plan things out.

And everything's going the way you want it.

Then all of a sudden it's not.

-Real life always manages to get in the way, somehow.

-Yeah.

But I can't blame anyone except myself.

Everyone messes up sometimes.

It's just you don't realise it's a mistake

until after you have done it.

So what are you going to do now?

I was thinking of ignoring it in the hope it might go away.

Look, whatever you do, it will hurt.

There's no point in being in a relationship

unless you're going to be honest.

-Hi.

-Hey.

You OK?

Yeah.

I made a terrible mistake...

Listen, I'm sure it's not as bad as you think.

We need to talk about this.

No, no, we don't need to talk about this, Tina.

I've made mistakes too.

Listen, to make a marriage work,

I mean, really, really matter...

..you've got to focus on the good points, don't you?

I mean, we've all got faults, Tina.

But right now, right now,

me and you have got the chance of something so, so special.

I mean, if we want it.

If we really, really love each other.

-Sam!

-Is there a problem?

-No. Well, not actually, but...

-Tom, Tom, you're scaring me.

This is good. I've been lying to you. About the pills.

-I've been taking them for quite a while.

-And this is good how exactly?

Because I'm going to stop. Look. I've decided.

I want to get off them. For good.

But you lied to me before, so why should I believe you now?

Because I need you to, Sam. I'm begging you.

I'm finished with all of that. Trust me.

-Promise me?

-I cross my heart and hope to die. What do you say?

-Flush them.

-I was going to give them back to Tess.

What, and force her into a full-blown inquiry?

Get rid of them, Tom, and say nothing.

Don't worry, Fred. They'll get you nice and cosy up on that ward.

You'll be fine. Something tells me you have the heart of a lion.

-I can vouch for that.

-It's OK, my darling.

I'm beside you all the way.

So what are we doing for your birthday?

You still feel like celebrating?

Remember that £200 cheque?

Let's go out and blow the lot!

FIREWORKS SCREECH

It'll be all right. I'm a nurse.

I'm phoning the police.

Don't leave me!

People round here already think I'm a paedo.

If they find that kid in here, I'll get lynched!

I need to do something. If I don't, he's going to die.

-Help!

-They weren't joking when they said they were baying for blood.

I know you were stealing, so either you tell your dad or I will.

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