What Goes Up Casualty

Hey! Hey! Stop that, please! You haven't paid for those.

We're just trying them out.

They are not testers. Hey, give me that please!

SHE SPRAYS, GIGGLING

-Oi, give me that!

-Keep your knickers on.

Get off me!

-Come here!

-Let go!

I am sick of children thieving from me! Come here.

I am calling the police.

-My eyes!

-Get off her.

-I can't see.

-Come on!

-Don't leave me!

Run!

Stop, you thieves!

CAR HORN BEEPS

LOUD DRUM AND BASS MUSIC

DOGS BARK

SHOUTING

Behold, the Newton flats. Tallest tower block in Holby.

-All human life is here.

-Sometimes just the worst of it.

A job with the tourist board's not for you, then.

Bit of a creaky old lift, weren't it?

You might want to check it out before you get back in it, Jeff!

You know I mean, it has got a maximum weight load warning!

Don't say that, she'll have me on that cabbage soup diet again.

I can hear you, you know, and it did you the world of good.

No, but it was unpleasant for about a week.

We're here now!

Hello, did you call for an ambulance?

Yeah, it's my mum. She's sick.

Hiya. I'm Dixie, this is Jeff, this is Fletch. What's your name?

-Stella.

-OK, Stella. All right if we have a little look at you?

She's been feeling awful for days and I was talking to her,

and she couldn't hear me. She's diabetic.

Right, I will do a BM test. How're you feeling now, Stella?

I just told you, she's sick. She said everything was fuzzy.

-Blurred vision?

-Yeah. And she thought she was going to puke.

I feel a bit better now.

OK. How long have you been a diabetic?

-Since she was a kid.

-So you're used to managing it, yeah?

Course she is.

-What's your name, babe?

-Milly.

Milly, can you do me a favour,

can you let your mum answer for me, please.

-It just helps us work out how sick she is.

-All right.

All right, thanks. So you're used to managing it?

Yes.

FIREWORKS EXPLODE

Oi! Get away from there.

Don't worry, mate, it's locked.

Not much we can do from up here anyway, is there?

Dix. You getting that smell?

Yes. Acid drops.

Well your blood sugar is up, Stella, and you are hyperglycaemic.

Diabetic Ketoacidosis.

Yeah. OK, Stella, we are going to have to take you into hospital.

Your body is not producing enough insulin.

We know what it is! Bet we know more about it than you.

I bet you do. Want to get the seat for us, mate.

Keep us on our toes, eh.

Asif Quasim, 54.

Fell over and hit his head on the pavement outside his shop,

resulting in a deep scalp laceration.

The fella who called for help says he was unconscious for a few moments.

GCS 13 when we arrived, rising to 15.

SATS 95% and he's complained of breathing problems. All got a bit?

One, two, three.

OK.

What's your name?

Asif...Quasim.

Hello, Asif. I'm Tess, I'm your nurse

and the gentleman you hear is Dr Ashford.

Hello, Asif. Do you know where you are?

In a hospital.

Let's have five of nebulised salbutamol.

Asif? Any history of respiratory problems? Asthma?

Is Fletch in today?

He is out with the paramedics for the day.

We need to get you out again soon.

Bit of action, driving through red lights. I'm up for that.

Try and slow your breathing down. OK. That's it, nice and steady.

The chest is clear.

OK, could you open your mouth for me, Asif? That's great.

Good.

No obstruction. Nice steady breaths, please.

Can we book him for a CT, please.

We're nearly there. Just walk straight ahead.

-And someone'll...

-Don't leave me. I can't see anything!

Owww! My arm, let go. All right, I'll take you.

-Did the paramedics mention his eyes?

-Uh-uh.

Asif, what's wrong with your eyes?

Just stinging.

I just want this treated then I want to leave, yeah.

Asif, did you tell the paramedics your eyes were stinging?

Can you open your eyes?

Then how are you going to get home? You have a shop?

Yes. My own shop.

If your eyes are damaged, who is going to look after the shop?

Your children?

HE LAUGHS WRYLY

-For a while. You have children, Doctor?

-Yeah.

I hope they pay more regard to their father than mine do.

And I hope your children listen to you more than my patient

listens to me.

-CT are ready for him now.

-They are ready for you, Asif.

If those eyes aren't open when you get back,

I am going to check them over, OK.

Don't know about you,

but I could really do with a double espresso, no sugar, no nothing.

Just a pure undiluted caffeine kick. On my desk, please.

I'm afraid it's going to have to wait. I've got a student with...

-Whatever, you're buying.

-I don't remember offering.

You didn't.

Don't worry, Mum.

Stupid lift's out of order. Again.

-The lift is broke.

-Yeah, right.

-DIXIE GIGGLES

-What's he like!

No, they are broken.

She can't walk. Not with her arthritis.

SHE PANTS

-So now what?

-I can't do this.

Think we are going to have to carry her down the stairs.

You can't carry her!

We don't normally like to carry anyone down 20 flights

but we are going to have to.

No. I'm not doing it. I'm not doing it.

DKA's a serious illness. You need to be in hospital.

You can't. Not all that way! I want to go home.

Right, Jeff, you call for the vacuum mattress and some extra bodies.

We are going indoors. All right.

-OK.

-She this bossy at home?

-No, no worse.

Ella. What're you doing here?

-I'll go and tell your dad that you're ...

-No!

He'll want to know if something has happened to you.

I don't want him to know I'm here. It's not me anyway, it's Shania.

She got sprayed in the eyes and it hurts.

-What with?

-Hairspray.

OK, wait here.

Louise these two girls, Shania, has she been triaged?

-Not yet.

-I'll take this one.

-You?

Yes. Me. Is Dr Ashford still in Resus?

He was a minute ago.

You two, come with me.

Thank you.

Tess, on a serious note,

I would like to go out with the paramedics again.

He thinks it's all racing through red lights.

It is when I do it.

Well?

I'll look into it.

See? If you don't ask, you don't get.

If you ask too often, you still don't get.

What's happening?

Your results are back, Asif. It's good.

No sign of a fracture or any swelling.

So we just have to suture that cut on your head check your eyes out.

OK, can you open your eyes for me, Asif.

Thank you.

What did you get in them?

It's hairspray.

How did you get the hairspray into your...?

Doctor, please don't ask.

OK, we don't need to know.

Gordon H Bennet. Precisely how many more floors?

Nearly there. That's a lie, you have got a mountain to climb yet!

Oi! Fletch? >

-What?

-Where are you?

-What I am down here, aren't I!

You are no good to me there, mate, get on the balcony.

Where are you?

-You skiving or something?

-Come on, son, get a wiggle on.

FIREWORK SCREECHES

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

No-one's hurt?

No. Oi!

Yeah, I see you.

Scumbag! Paedo! Come out here!

Stop it. Please, stop it.

THE BOYS LAUGH You are pathetic.

Come on Darren, let's go.

You OK?

Got hairspray in my mouth.

Tastes horrible, doesn't it? It looks OK to me.

I will give them a clean out

and I'll have a closer look with the slit lamp.

I feel so stupid.

Oh, you want to know some of the things I got up to

when I was younger. This is nothing. What happened?

-We were in my bedroom...

-She was at school...

-Who did it?

-It was an accident.

My dad's going to kill me for this.

Shan, dads stay mad for like 30 seconds,

then they're just glad you're all right. Then they spoil you.

-On three. One, two, three.

-OK, well done.

-I'm so sorry.

-Don't you worry, love.

All right, we are going to sit you down in a minute, Stella, OK.

Nice and gently.

-There you are.

-Easy.

-Straighten your legs.

There you go love. Good girl.

Right. You just lie there and enjoy the ride.

My phone. Milly. My phone.

-Where is it?

-On the computer.

-All right, I'll go get it for you.

You might want to turn that off.

The pump will make it nice and snug, OK. Good girl.

Is she going to be in hospital for a long time?

She might be. Have you got any one you can stay with?

Aunty? Uncle? Dad?

Haven't seen him since I was a baby.

I'm not going into care. It's always been just us.

I don't need anybody else. I'll stay here.

How old are you?

15.

Fletch? I need a lift down, mate.

-How old's your Milly?

-13.

Right, lads, has everyone got a bit? Steady? One, two, three...

Good lads. Out we go.

Milly, Milly, just stand back, love. Just let them get on with it.

-Put me down, put me down.

-Put her down.

Stella, listen, love, we have done this before, OK.

You are going to have to stay calm, all right.

Can't do this. Take...take me back up.

OK, let's get her down on the floor boys, please.

Quick as we can.

Can't...can't breathe, I can't...

All right, well, look, let's loosen the straps, shall we.

I want to go home. I want to go home now.

Stella. Stella, darling, listen to me.

Right, you've got to understand that if it's treated, DKA is manageable.

But if it is not, it's fatal.

WHINING Can't take this. I can't breathe.

Mum, you are not fine.

If anything happens to you, what happens to me?

Mum, you've got to get better.

OK. Good girl. Right, let's rock'n'roll, fellas.

All grab a corner. Ready. On four.

There we go. The aerosol? How far from your eyes?

About as far as you are.

I'm not going to go blind, am I?

Unlikely. OK, Asif. Relax. How many fingers?

Four.

Still don't want to say what happened?

We don't judge. If it's something embarrassing...

It's not embarrassment. It's shame.

Three.

Never used to be this big. Diabetes and arthritis.

-She doesn't get out much.

-I do.

What? Once? Twice? In three years, Mum?

-So are you her carer then?

-S'pose. I look after her.

So you a couple? You and the handsome one.

Me and Jeffrey?

-SHE LAUGHS

-No-one else'll put up with him.

Right, let's get her down please, guys.

JEFF PANTS

So who's this Barry?

He's just a guy in the block.

FIREWORKS EXPLODE

Some of the kids like setting fireworks off.

PHONE RINGS

That better be important.

It's the missus.

OK. We are going to need more oxygen.

OK, I will get that. You got they keys?

Ta.

You better call your missus back as well.

Tell her I will be late home.

PHONE RINGS

Sorry I couldn't talk to you earlier.

No, no, that's OK, it's quiet here. They keeping you busy?

Yeah, Jeff and Dix are looking after me.

And I am getting a pretty good workout as well.

Working on having a six pack? Can't wait.

What? I thought I already had a six pack.

A three pack, at least.

I reckon I am going to be back in an hour so.

See if you can hang on to your break until then.

-Look, I am going to have to go I'll call you back.

-OK.

FIREWORK HISSES

What are you doing? Get off, get off.

FIREWORK EXPLODES

HE COUGHS

You all right? You sure? Look at me. Good. Right, where are they?

OK, you are going to be all right.

You are going to be all right. I am a nurse.

OK. Good boy. You need to be sitting up.

BOY WHEEZES RAPIDLY

There we go. OK, that's it. Just try and relax for me, try and relax.

I need you to dial 999 for me.

Mate, you need to phone an ambulance.

BOY WHEEZES

What you do that for?

Can't get help. They'll call the police.

Why wouldn't you want the police?

People here already think I'm a paedo!

A kid gets hurt in my gaff and they'll...

Are you Barry, are you?

How'd you know my name?

It doesn't matter.

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

Fletch?! Fletch.

He should be back with the oxygen by now, shouldn't he?

Missing him already?

Stella, Stella stay nice and still for me, love.

You can't just leave her like this!

STELLA MOANS

Right, let's get on with it, lads, come on.

I swear, if Fletch is still on the phone to his missus, I'm going

to get that phone and I am going to shove it right...

One, two, three.

-Right, this lad...

-Darren, his name's Darren.

Darren, Darren, I want you to look at me, all right?

Everything is going to be OK, mate, all right.

-His injuries are really serious.

-I'm no paedo.

Look, I was here, all right, I saw what happened.

You were just defending yourself.

There's a website. Some troll put up on it that I fiddled with kids.

If this gets out, I'm dead.

BOY WHEEZES

If he dies, those people are the last thing you need to worry about.

Just fix the kid! Will you, please.

I haven't got what I need.

What I need is an ambulance. I you to phone the police.

Nobody's going to call the police.

They don't when I'm screaming at them to leave me alone.

Try and slow your breathing down.

They won't now. I...I don't want to hurt you but...

I get it. I get it, all right.

PHONE RINGS

'Hello, this is Adrian Fletcher, leave a message.'

Fletch? When you get this, mate, can you give me a call, please.

-Jeffery!

-Hang on.

-Both hands, please.

-Yeah, all right.

-Mate, don't drop her!

-I feel sick.

She is going to be sick.

Come on, lads. Nearly there. OK.

Right, let's get her down, boys.

Nice and gently. On her side.

Good lads.

-It's acute gastric...

-Dilatation. I know. OK.

Right, OK, just keep her on her side, Norm. Jeffery...

-Yeah, suction, yeah.

-ASAP.

-Can you grab her here for me, mate.

Quick, mate. Before she aspirates, OK.

Good girl, Stella.

Ambulance.

Norm, give us your keys. Cheers.

-Cubicles, Doc?

-Yes, please.

Zoe, I notice you've got a patient with aerosol injury.

I have similar...

-Dad.

-Why didn't you tell me she was here?

She's not the patient. There was no need.

Someone fired hairspray into my patient's eyes.

It wasn't us! Tell them, Shan.

I didn't say it was. I need to speak with you now.

I didn't tell him.

Shouldn't we go somewhere more private?

Tell me what you know about this shopkeeper.

He was blinded, he fell, he banged his head.

He could've been very seriously hurt.

Did he call the police?

Now why would he have a need to call the police, Ella?

If you know something, tell me.

Well, it will all be on his CCTV in the shop.

We were just...we were just looking at some stuff

and he started shouting about kids shoplifting.

And?

He was going to hurt us. We were just defending ourselves.

Right.

OK.

Holby Control from 3006.

'Receiving, over.'

Holby Control.

We got a nurse out with us today, Staff Nurse Adrian Fletcher,

we sent him to the ambulance to get some O2 but he hasn't returned.

It's given us cause for concern.

HE PANTS

Breathing's getting worse. His throat's closing up.

He can't breathe.

I give him about a minute. Did you hear me?

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

-That's one minute. Do you understand?

-Yeah.

Then I need to get a sharp knife.

OK.

Be right back.

BOY WHEEZES

Can you nudge that?

WHEEZING STOPS

He's stopped wheezing.

That's good, isn't it?

No. It's not good.

Right, now I am going to need a tube, like a straw or a pen.

He's breathing.

Yeah, I have just bought him a little bit more time, that's all.

Darren!

-Suction...

-Milly!

-And oxygen.

Jeff, if you weren't married, I'd kiss you.

Don't let that stop you.

When I'm done here, we get her out, fast.

Listen, I ordered replacements and I told them about Fletch.

So, Norm, when we get down, if you could take Stella...

-She's our patient.

-Yeah, but I need to look for Fletch.

We know her history. Her SATS are still really low.

-We have to get her in. Now.

-I...I want Milly!

-All right, darling, I know.

-Where is Milly?

-I know.

Has she gone AWOL as well? Oxygen, oxygen, oxygen.

OK, sweetheart.

Am I going to be all right?

Well, I don't think there's any serious damage

but I do want to take a closer look.

When I brought you over, I noticed that your bag was open

and there is a lot of make up in it. A lot.

Now unless you're the kind of girl who just can't leave home

without a month's supply of mascara, I would say that you girls stole it.

Am I wrong?

I...

Ella? I never said anything!

Don't worry. My dad's taking care of it.

I need a towel.

What're you doing?

I need to keep the knife upright...

And the hole clear, otherwise he'll be dead in seconds.

You sure you haven't got a tube I can use?

No, nothing.

Darren?

-Mills?

-Darren.

How'd she know Darren's here?

Barry, don't.

She knows. What they are doing. She is part of it.

She must be. Spreading the lies.

-Milly, run! Go get the police!

-I told you to keep quiet!

Your best chance is if I keep him alive.

I know you don't mean to hurt anyone.

Any breathing problems?

He's been much better, haven't you?

Well, the slit lamp shows no damage.

Thank you.

Asif, can you tell me what happened?

Doctor, thank you for your help, but I do not want to talk about it.

It was the girls, wasn't it?

How did you know?

One of them was brought in for treatment.

She also had hairspray in her face.

If it is those girls who did this, I just want it over.

I want to forget it.

Worried about what they might say?

No. I have a family, I have friends.

I have a place in my community. It is humiliating.

It sounds like assault and you're the victim.

There's no need to feel humiliated.

Those girls, they're children, they made a fool of me.

I just want to forget it.

We can call the police for you.

I do not want the police called.

You could have been badly injured.

They say you were violent towards them.

No, no, that is not true. They were stealing make up.

Well you have CCTV. That'll show exactly what happened.

Actually, the cameras normally stop thieves.

Tapes, they are just an...extra expense.

Oscar, can I have this wheelchair in here, please?

Martin, what is going on with Ella?

I believe he assaulted my daughter. I'm calling the police.

-Don't.

-Why?

We don't know for sure what happened. So, no police yet.

Right, Shania. Let's get you to the eye cubicle.

-Got it?

-Yep.

-Not going...with...without Milly.

-It's all right.

-Mum.

-Where have you been?

Here she is. All right, darling, she is here.

Keys, thank you, mate.

You go with Stella. I am staying here. Norm, you are with me.

Hang on a minute, I want to say here and help look for Fletch.

Believe me, I drew the short straw.

SIRENS APPROACH

Right, Stella, we are just going to get you into the ambo, kid.

You coming?

-Milly's calling the police.

-Milly never liked me but...

Stella's got a heart of gold.

Me and her were...close.

I thought we were going to get together, you know?

She's lonely...but she cares about people.

Too much sometimes.

There you are. She'll vouch for you.

Once the stories started, she just...just cut me off.

You haven't done anything that we can't fix.

Have you got another one of them? Barry? Barry!

How's it looking?

All good so far.

Ella's dad's wants to call the police

because she says that the shopkeeper assaulted you.

That could ruin that man's life. Can you live with that?

Don't tell me anything. I don't want to know.

But if Ella's lying, this could all get very ugly.

Look, if you were stealing, it's wrong, but it happens.

You get a fright and grow out of it. But it has to end now.

PAGER BEEPS

I have to go. We're done. You're fine.

SIRENS WAIL

-Hiya, Tess.

-Hiya.

Can you do me a favour, can you grab the oxygen for us.

Yeah, of course.

OK, nice and easy, fellas.

Do you want to step down there for me, sweetheart? Stella Baker.

42 years old. We got a 999 from Stella's daughter.

When we got there she'd been severely hyperglycaemic

and had been for a while.

Lifts are out where Stella lives so we had to come down the stairs.

-Wasn't much fun, was it, princess?

-Where's Fletch?

I don't know. He's disappeared.

Jeff, is this the query DKA you called in?

Yes. This is Stella, 42 years old.

She has got a history of type one diabetes, arthritis.

And she's hyperglycaemic, Her GCS was 14 at the scene.

Here you are, sweetpea. Do you want to step out of the way for me.

BP 160 over 90 systolic, pulse 100 plus SATS 97% and BM 25.

What do you mean, missing?

Stella? I'm Dr Hanna. How're you bearing up?

He disappeared in the Newton Flats. Police are looking for him now.

-The police?

-Right, let's get you out of this thing.

(GASPING) You lied. You said the police were coming.

where...where are they?

I don't think I can keep him going much longer.

What you doing?

I need something frozen.

Like some ice, peas, whatever you have got.

-Why?

-Look, can you just get it for me?!

Any chance the ambulance service could stretch to a nice massage?

Don't push your luck, Norman.

Help! Help! Get the police. Help!

Seventh floor!

Help, help. Please help.

Kussmaul breathing. Let's bring her up a bit.

Here you go, Stella. That should help.

Can you prep a trolley for an A-line, please.

I'll need a sliding scale chart and, Tess, can you let me know

-when you get a peripheral line in.

-Course.

I'm here, Mum, it's OK.

Keep pushing fluids and start her on an insulin infusion.

She weighs, what...110? So 0.1 per kilo per hour.

Nurse Fletcher...Fletch, he just walked off?

He was helping carry Mum downstairs but his wife phoned him

so he walked off.

Stella?

I'm going to focus on bringing your blood sugar under control.

How long will that take?

Your mum is seriously ill so it could take a while.

Yeah, got a flash back.

-BANGING ON DOOR

-Open the door, open the door.

Help!

-Fletch!

-I'm in here!

You're all right?

Yeah. Two casualties, but the bloke in there is holding a knife.

That's one for you, I think, son.

Right, this kid had a firework explode near his face.

Inhalation injury and severe facial burns.

He had an acute upper airway obstruction.

I had to get a kitchen knife to do a cricothyroidotomy.

Sir, put the knife down.

-OK, shall we move him down? On three. Ready, Fletch?

-Yeah.

One, two, three. Here you go. Take that off.

I've got it Fletch. I got it, OK.

-Yeah.

-Jeff.

-Yeah?

Can we have a catheter mount and a wide bore ET tube please, love.

Yeah, I am on it.

What about you, mate, do you want me to check you over?

I'm fine, nothing a pint won't fix. The bloke in there, Barry.

He's asthmatic and he hasn't got an inhaler.

-OK, shall we give him yours, Dix?

-Yep.

OK. There you go, love.

Cheers, Dix.

Can I go in there?

Yeah, I think it's OK.

HE WHEEZES

Just put the knife down, sir.

The sooner we can leave, the better. It's getting a bit rowdy outside.

Mum, they'll take care of you here,

then, when you're better, you can come home.

I'll look after you. Is she getting any better?

Well she is not getting any worse.

That's good though, isn't it?

-We have got it under control.

-OK.

-I'll be back in a minute.

Come on, we got to.

SIRENS WAIL

Right. Let's do it.

THE CROWD SCREAM

Just keep moving, just keep moving, all right.

-INDISTINCT SHOUTS

-He's stabbed Darren!

Paedo! Animal! You're dead!

-Right I got him, Jeff, you drive.

-You be all right, yeah?

Yeah, fine. Just go, sweet.

Do him! Kill the paedo!

Jeff!

Wrong ambulance, you idiots!

Ash, Charlie. Two patients coming in. ETA one minute.

Charlie, has Ella always been a bit of a princess?

Well he does pretty much dote on her, yeah.

I need to have a word with him about her. Any tips?

If you're going to suggest he's anything less than

the world's greatest dad, I would do it very carefully.

You don't fancy doing it, do you?

HE CHUCKLES

Oh, yes.

OK, this is Darren. He is 14 years old, we had to...

Hi, Darren. I am Dr Hanna.

-Fletch.

-Yeah?

OK, Darren, we are just moving you to another bed.

-You can dive in here now.

-Put your two hands on there for me.

-Everyone got a bit?

-Yes.

On three please. One, two, three and over. One, two, three.

That bed, Norman.

He was caning it!

It's been an hour since he had any but he was stressed and anxious.

I also think there's some smoke inhalation as well.

HE WHEEZES

OK.

-I want to swap this ET for a trachy.

-High-flow oxygen.

Salbutamol nebuliser, 200 milligrams of IV hydrocortisone.

Can you get yourself across?

Get them drawn up. I will get them.

Who did this?

Fletch. With a veg knife.

Wow.

OK.

Take five.

HE WHEEZES

Nearly there. OK.

OK.

Let's have a listen.

Yeah, done.

Have we got a next of kin?

Right, I am on it.

Are you OK?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

Good, good. I was worried.

You saved that kid's life. Well done.

Take the rest of the day off, Adrian.

Oh, Adrian!

Hey, listen, can I...?

Milly didn't say anything about Darren, did she?

No. Nothing.

Oh, police found your...phone.

We're going to take you for a pint later. Dixie's buying.

It doesn't happen very often. It's like an eclipse.

Question. Why didn't you go and get help?

-What?

-When you were at Barry's flat.

-No, I wasn't.

-Leave her alone.

Darren, all us kids, we were terrified of Barry.

No! Darren wasn't scared of Barry.

He attacked me, in our home!

You know me. I wouldn't.

Your mum doesn't go out.

So how'd he attack you if your mum's there?

That day you went out to the Social, last summer.

He came over. I was watching Andy Murray.

He won the Olympics.

Barry said he'd watch it with me. He...

METAL CRASHES

-Keep him away from me.

-Never...never touched her.

All Right, all right.

INDISTINCT SPEECH

Andy Murray. He is saying something about Andy Murray.

Please get Milly. I need to speak to her now. Please!

-He's not moving much air, Charlie.

-Do you want to do a chest X-ray?

Skip the X-ray, we've got a tension. I have to decompress.

Can you get me a cannula. OK.

All right, nice and easy. All right, good man. You are doing very well.

All right.

We need an urgent chest drain.

Right, on the way.

-Milly.

-Fletch!

Your mum wants to see you.

I'm telling the truth.

I knew no-one would believe me. That's why I didn't say anything.

-Right, I'll leave you.

-Don't.

That Andy Murray game...

Yeah, he won the gold medal. That's why I remember exactly...

He knew you would be at the Social. He knew I was on my own.

I couldn't go. I couldn't face you.

I went to Barry's.

No, you went to the Social!

We watched Andy Murray game together. Barry never left.

So why would you spread those stories on that website?

I don't use Milly's computer.

No...no...Mum, tell them you're wrong. Tell the...

You lied! He didn't touch any kids, did he?

Oh, Mills. Why?

You didn't phone the police because you made it all up.

Charlie, he's losing output.

-I had to tell everyone what he's like.

-Just stop.

Check if he has got a femoral.

He's arrested. He's in PEA.

MACHINES BEEP RAPIDLY

He was going to take you away from me.

I shouldn't have listened.

It'll still be us. Just you and me. I promise I won't let you down.

I can't believe you would lie about something like that.

Sorry. Sorry, Mum.

Barry.

Mum.

That's one more adrenaline.

Pulse check. He's got a output back. Call ITU.

-He's coming up.

-OK, very good.

Is he going to be OK?

-He's alive. That'll do for now.

-How is she doing?

-Stable.

PHONE RINGS

Can we move her up as soon as we can please.

You need to talk to the police. He held you hostage.

He was scared. He never meant me any harm.

It doesn't matter. Talk to them.

Are you going to tell them about us?

Ah, Zoe. Darren's mum's here.

-OK.

-She is worried sick.

-I can imagine.

He's in the burns ITU right now.

Could you take her to the relatives' room.

-I'll be through in a minute.

-Sure.

-Where's Shania?

-She is in there getting her stuff.

Come with me.

I know you were stealing.

No. Tell her, Shan.

Accusing that man of assaulting you, that's just nasty and stupid.

And I won't let it happen.

So either you tell your dad or I will.

Maybe I got it wrong.

Yeah. Maybe you did.

I don't want it.

Boo!

Don't worry. No-one's read your texts.

Ooh! You've got something to hide!

LAUGHS No.

If you found out what my wife calls me, then I'd never live it down.

There's a challenge.

Right, pint later, don't forget. We are taking you out!

We're done after this.

Give me five minutes.

So are you going to call the police?

No. She thinks she over-reacted.

What?

You know, when I was her age,

I did a lot of things I wasn't proud of.

But thankfully, my dad put me straight.

I always put her straight.

-Pound of Fletch.

-No.

-Fletchy letch?

-No.

-Cafe con Fletchy?

-No!

Fletchers whistlings?

No, I'll suggest it but no.

You've got to have a bit of a laugh, coming out on the road with us.

He's after my job, he's got hidden talents, that one.

Yeah? You know Linda's job's still up for grabs?

-You going to apply?

-Band six nurse? Fletcher!

Bit beneath him, isn't it? More of a field surgeon, aren't you, son?

-Come on, what's the punch line?

-No punch line.

-Is that a wind up?

No! No wind-up! I'm serious, you could do it.

He could do it, couldn't he?

Yeah, he could do it. Let's ask Tess. Tess.

Hang on, let me just think about it, eh.

HE WINCES

What's the matter, is that off?

I can still taste smoke.

Hot lips?

Cold lips? Blue lips. From Amsterdam!

THEY LAUGH

Get out of my shop.

Or what? You going to rough me up like you did last week?

Our mystery guy!

He's been like this more or less since he came in.

Is that yours?

Ella, wake up, darling. Come on.

No, you are going to hurt yourself.

HE MOANS

-Just saying.

-In that way you always just say.

-She's drunk.

-You're doing everything you can to help her

and what's she doing, jumping a police interview to get hammered.

Do you have any idea how stupid you made me look?

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