Tough Love Casualty

Yeah. I know, but if anything comes through,

just make sure I get it, all right? It's important.

How we doing?

Still got chest pains.

Right, well, I've radioed it through.

I'm going to try and resend this ECG.

Look, I really need you to keep this on for me. I need you to relax.

No. I've got to check my messages!

-Really, they can wait!

-No, they're important.

Yeah, I heard you the first time.

Sorry!

Whoa, Dix!

Ring road's backed up. I had no choice.

Yeah. A bit of a warning next time.

Oh! God, my phone.

Speed bump! How was that?

I'll get it in a minute.

You need to work on your definition of a warning!

THEY SHOUT AND LAUGH

I did it, I did it, I did it!

Ha ha ha!

I got beat by a geek!

You were robbed! Impressive.

What's going on down there?

OK. We're here now.

Uh... my...my phone...

-It can wait.

-No, no, no, no, I need it.

Well, sorry, I can't see it.

Oh, come on, but, please, I need my phone, you don't understand!

-Listen, I will come back and get it for you in a minute.

-Is this the query MI?

-Yeah. Cameron Hill.

-Hello, Mr Hill. My name is Tess.

We're going to make you comfortable in resus.

-What are we expecting?

-A patient tre...

-Need any help?

-Erm... No, thank you.

What I do need is my, erm,

my stethoscope, which I think I left in the staff room.

I'm on it.

Thank you.

-Is he like your personal slave?

-Yes, yes I'm working on it.

Cameron Hill, 31, severe central chest pains.

-Yes, we have the ECG through, so... ST elevation...

-I'll re-run the ECG.

GCS is 15 throughout, BP 110 systolic, pulse 110, sats 95%.

He had 5 of morphine at the scene and 5 on the way in.

-Can you tell me how you're feeling?

-Terrible.

-Have you still got pains in the chest?

-Yeah.

Can we have another 5 of morphine, please?

Look, I need my phone. I need to check my messages.

-Let's not worry about that right now.

-When did you last have it?

-Well, in the ambulance.

-I'll go look for it now.

-No, no, no!

-Oh, no, no, Mr Hill!

-No, I need my phone, now! I need it!

Stethoscope...

He really is excellent, isn't he?

Jules, Dave!

If you've stopped playing silly beggars,

get your pallet jacks down here.

Thanks.

Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah. What're you doing?

-There's no order number for this consignment.

-Well, just put them back!

Steve, this warehouse is my domain. I need to know what they are.

Put 'em back. We've got bigger things to worry about.

Almeria have gone bust.

Forget it, Jules. Go back to what you were doing.

-You're late, aren't you?

-Yeah.

Did the kids get up OK? It wasn't them, was it?

Britney left her project folder on the kitchen table.

So we had to go all the way home to get it.

-She'd forget her head if it was loose.

-Coming in?

-Er, I'll be along in a sec.

-All right.

Hiya, it's Denise. When can we meet?

Come on, we've got to move some stock.

-I've got to finish this.

-What is it, a game?

No, it's a presentation, for a job interview.

Does your old man know?

Are you kidding? If he found out, he'd go spare.

Yeah, I'll tell you what - I'll race you to the stock we've got to move.

Where is it?

Down the bottom of D10.

If you beat me, I'll move the whole thing

and then you can finish off your presentation.

You did beat me last time. Come on.

All right, all right.

MUFFLED SHOUTING

Dad!

BP is 103 over 74 and he's tachycardic.

Let's take this mask off. I got a bit of aspirin here. Think you can manage that?

Yeah. Have they found my phone yet?

She'll let us know when she finds it, mate.

Do you smoke, Mr Hill?

Occasionally, with a beer after work, to chill out.

Right. You might have to find another of chilling out.

Any drug use?

-Medicinal? Habitual? Recreational?

-No.

-No cocaine?

-No.

Mmm. Do you mind me asking what line of work you're in?

Finance.

Right. Get-rich-quick, die-young world of money.

I feel some Pink Floyd coming on.

It's not that stressful.

No, and yet the most important thing in your life is your phone.

Oh. Right. That's interesting. PR depression.

Is that bad?

No...

It means you might not have had a heart attack at all.

-Get an ambulance. Where's Henry?

-Through there!

-Leave him!

-I can't! I have to help him!

-That lot is about to come crashing down!

-I need an ambulance.

-That's why I've got to get him out of there.

-Prop that lot up there!

We've had an accident involving a forklift truck.

Three people injured.

-Dad!

-Leave him. Don't move him.

No! No! Leave him, Jules.

Leave him.

You have to help him.

Dave, Dave.

-Sarah...

-You're going to be OK. I've just called an ambulance.

Sarah, I need to talk to you.

There's just some things that... Look out!

You know, I can report that for you if you like.

-No, it's just really important I get that phone back.

-I know.

But the last thing you need is to be getting stressed out on the phone.

I'll be getting more stressed out if I don't find it.

What's this about?

Mr Hill seems to think that someone may have stolen his mobile.

-Hello?

-Hello? Paramedics!

We're over here!

Woah... Is this safe?

Of course it's safe! The forklift's got that one. This one's got nowhere to go.

Yeah, but even so!

This is 3006 to control, requesting urgent fire service assistance,

-possible building collapse, over.

-Come on! You got to help my dad.

Tamzin, we've got three, maybe four casualties here, doll.

-What exactly happened here..?

-We were just mucking about and...

-You were mucking about in here?

-Dad! Please! Leave it!

-I know it was my fault.

-Who with?

-It was just me.

-I should have known!

-Keep it down, please.

-It's going to be OK.

-It isn't going to be OK!

-Sir! Can you keep it down, please!

OK, he's tachycardic. We've got a possible chest injury here.

Yeah, we've got a foreign body lodged in the left thigh. Are you in pain at all?

-No, I'm fine, just look after her.

-Right. I'm concerned about this one. Tams, can you call control, please?

Find out where the other crew are.

3006 to Control.

-He's going to be all right, isn't he?

-Yeah, I'm just going to give him some pain relief.

Dix, I don't think this is safe.

We need to get them out of here ASAP.

-Right, can I have a board and a Frac pack, please?

-Yeah, I'm on it.

-Are you fit enough to move?

-Yeah.

-OK, could you just move over there, darling, out of danger.

You two, I need you to stay completely still. Don't move.

According to Tamzin, the phone was definitely in the ambulance. She remembers it falling on the floor.

Very generous of the NHS to host the WI AGM in the middle of admin.

We're trying to sort out where a patient's phone has disappeared to.

I'm trying to sort out the same patient's ECG. I don't know which you consider more important.

-The phone's not the only thing that's gone missing.

-Common sense, reason, logic.

-To name a few.

-Dylan. What's gone missing apart from this phone?

-Anything more than normal?

-A patient lost a watch and a crucifix went missing.

-They could have both just lost those, though.

-They'll be back soon.

Keep me posted and if this phone does turn up, let me know.

You should speak to Denise. She was outside earlier right by the ambulance.

What are you getting at?

Nothing. She might have seen something, that's all.

-Where is she?

-Don't know.

Right. Well, if you see her, tell her I'm looking for her.

Straps on.

SHELVES CREAK

-Get yourself out of here.

-I'll sort this.

Yeah, right!

No, I mean it - go!

No chance! Come on, let's do it.

Right, on three. One, two...aarrghh!

Pull, Tamz!

I think we need to work on our definition of safe.

-I've been looking for you.

-I had to see someone.

-Who?

-Someone.

-Tess'll want to know where you've been.

-I was on me break. I can do what I want.

-A mobile phone's gone missing.

-And?

-They think it's been stolen.

-So it must be me that took it?

I just thought you should know!

No, you didn't. You thought - phone missing, must be our Denise.

Here you are. Do you want to have a look in my bag?

Happy now?

Right, this is Jules Ansah. He needs checking over.

Query fractured ribs.

We're gonna be taking his dad into resus.

-Do you want to come with me, Jules?

-Jules!

-I need to stay with my dad. Dad, don't worry. I'm here.

It'll be fine, I promise.

-What's his name?

-Henry.

-Don't let them take me in.

-Don't worry, Henry, I'm Linda, we're going to take good care of you.

-Please!

-He's scared of hospitals.

-They're not most peoples' favourite places.

-No, this is serious.

Bad experience?

-My mum was in hospital when she died.

-What from?

When I was a kid, she went in to a routine op and got some bug. He never got over it.

Right, this is Henry Ansah, he's been involved in an accident with a forklift truck.

Possibly KO'd, but his GCS was 12 on arrival,

he's got a scalp laceration,

and reduced breath sounds on the left hand side.

OK, on three, please. One, two, three.

His sats are 93%, his resps are 24, his BP is 110 systolic,

pulse is 120, and we've given him some saline and 5 of morphine.

Mr Ansah, can you tell me where it hurts?

Let's repeat the primary survey.

-Can we get a FAST scan, please, Tom? And better get a chest X-ray.

-Sure.

-I have got to get out of here!

-Yeah. Don't we all!

-You don't understand...

-Please just try and stay calm!

-Please, let me go!

-I think we may have a problem here.

-They're just trying to help.

Can we get a couple of milligrams of midazolam and some more morphine? Now. Please.

-What're you giving him?

-We're going to give him something just to calm his nerves.

-If you calm down, we're going to give you something to take the edge off.

-Don't touch me.

Try not to fight it. That's it. OK, OK, OK.

Going in now, just try and relax, there we go.

There we go. We better get a CT.

How long will he be here?

Your dad's been seriously injured. He may be here for a while.

-Is there any chance you're here to work?

-No. Sorry.

-Shame.

-No.

My cardiologist has been speaking to Professor Hope and he says he'll see me.

It'll be good to have you back.

Pat, they need help clearing resus. We've got a case coming in.

-I'm on my way.

-At least you know he's not letting the side down.

-No.

-You OK?

-Yeah, I'm meant to be at a job interview in an hour.

Well, give them a ring, say your dad's in hospital.

I'm sure they'd understand.

Yeah, but it's my perfect job.

If I don't show, it's just...

-Well, what about yourself? You need to be checked over.

-No, I'm fine.

Well, if you have to go, now's a good time as your dad's sedated.

I'll look after him. Go and get the job.

When you come back, I'll check over your ribs. He'll be fine.

This is Sarah Samuels, she's 22 years old,

caught up in the aftermath of the warehouse accident.

She's got minor cuts and bruises and a foreign body lodged in her thigh. She's had 5 milligrams of morphine.

-How long do you think she'll be?

-A while.

Sarah, you're in safe hands, all right?

-I need to nip back to the warehouse.

-Why?

-Something I need to sort out.

-We're not allowed in until the accident investigator's been.

It's my warehouse - I'll do what I want. I'll be back as soon as I can.

OK. Sarah, I'm Tom. I'm one of the doctors here.

Um... Tess, do we know what the foreign body is?

Mirror glass.

OK, let's take a look.

Ow.

Dave... Dave Reed... Do you know where he is?

Sorry, I don't. Was he in the accident?

-Yeah.

-I'll see what I can find out about him.

All right, Sarah.

So, something fell on you?

Yeah. Hair and beauty products. Shame they didn't rub off on me, eh?

Oh, I don't know! You're not doing too bad. Sit up for me.

Where are the others?

Others?

That was in the accident.

I don't know, I'm sorry.

Where does it hurt?

Erm... My arm a little bit, but nothing major.

OK.

So I take it you don't know how Sarah Samuels is doing?

No.

She your girlfriend?

I'm not in her league.

Well, you seem to be in one piece.

The one thing I'm a little concerned about is your temperature.

It's a bit high.

Could you look up for me?

How have you been feeling in yourself?

Erm... I've come down with a bit of the flu.

Been throwing up.

-How often..?

-A couple of times last week.

How long have your eyes been this red?

Didn't know they were.

Do you suffer from conjunctivitis?

Erm. I'm...not sure.

Are they sore? Itchy?

No, not especially.

You've also got a rash here.

-What's this?

-Ah. It's nothing.

There is no way you could have got it in the accident. It wouldn't have got infected this quickly.

I think it's just from work. Those Stanley knifes are lethal.

-When did you do it?

-Last week, I think.

OK, well, I'm going to run some tests. Mainly blood work.

-You're not squeamish about needles, are you?

-No.

Good.

-I'll get a nurse to sort that out for you.

-Doctor?

-You couldn't find out about Sarah for me, could you?

-OK.

I'm gonna be taking the thing off, because if no one's going to do it, I need to go and find it myself.

OK, listen, right? Use mine. All right? Do your deal, whatever you need to do.

-This is nothing to do with a deal!

-What's so important about the phone?

I'm expecting a call from my daughter.

-Then give her a call.

-I don't have her number!

You're having me on. This is about buy, buy, sell, sell...

This is nothing to do with money.

Look, four years ago, my ex moved to Canada,

took our daughter, and broke off all contact with me.

But now Chloe wants to be with me. Right? She hates Canada.

She's coming to England. She's got my number, but I don't have one for her.

Right? I'm waiting for her call.

OK, so how old is she, then? Your daughter?

16. I was just 15 when she was born, all right? I know - don't ask.

Look, if I don't answer, she'll think I don't want her.

Right? I can't let that happen.

Well, we are looking. I promise you.

But you getting upset isn't going to help your condition, all right?

Yeah.

Blood pressure's good... Heart rate is good...

What medication did we put you on?

-Bisoprolol, Aspirin, Ramipril...

-Simvastatin?

-Yeah.

-Sounds like a good cocktail.

I'd put statins in the water supply if I had my way.

So I'm going to be all right, then?

My advice?

Take your meds, do some exercise, lose some weight,

and, um, here you are.

Cardiac rehab group.

I suggest you join.

They do exercise classes, social functions and, um...

sometimes ask people like me down there to give a talk.

But I suspect you've already heard enough of me rabbiting on in that store room.

Not at all. It was a pleasure working with you.

Huh! We must do it again some time. OK, see you in three months.

Right.

Something else?

I thought I was going to die.

-You were very poorly.

-And now I'm scared that it might happen again

and that next time, I might die.

That's quite normal.

So what then, I just live the rest of my life being scared?

You're a young man. Take a deep breath.

Behave yourself, don't do anything stupid.

You've faced death, and beat it.

That's an achievement.

Don't feel like one.

Prof.

-How's he doing?

-He has a large developing pneumothorax.

His respiratory distress seems to be increasing.

He's got abdominal pain.

What's his history?

Zilch. He tells me he hasn't been to hospital or visited a doctor in 20 years.

Do we believe him?

Yes. Why not?

Sats down to 95%.

Chest X-ray?

His resps sounds bad.

We are waiting for an X-ray, then we're going to... Actually, OK.

Change of plan. Let's skip the X-ray, go straight to the chest drain.

He who hesitates is lost.

Thank you very much. Can I have some more midazolam and some local?

Henry, I'm afraid you have a collapsed lung,

so we're just going to insert a very small tube so we can re-inflate it.

I don't like doctors.

No. Nor do I.

Why don't you like us, Henry?

It's personal.

Jules...

FAINT THUD

SQUEAK

FAINT CLANKING

MOTOR WHIRS

Urgh!

Who's there?

Look, I know you're in there, so come on out!

-What the hell are you doing?

-Nothing.

-Don't give me that - what are you doing in there?

-I told you, nothing.

-Yeah, right.

Get out of my way. Go. Move. Now!

The low-life tramp.

-Want a ride, fat man?

-What did you say?

I said do you want a ride, big man?

You're supposed to be taking it easy, ain't ya?

No. You're all right, thank you.

Oh, oh, look, you're like buses.

There's never a porter around when you need one

and now look - two at once.

Technically, there's only one of us here.

-Big man is still resting, aren't you?

-I'll be back soon enough.

Listen, Mr Hill's stuff needs moving up from CDU.

-Cardiologists want to move him up to the ward.

-I'm on it.

Your patient taking a turn for the worse?

He's got heart problems and now he's stressed because his phone's gone AWOL.

The only way his daughter who he hasn't seen for four years

-can get in touch with him is on that phone.

-That's a shame.

-It's sad, really.

-Makes my skin crawl, this theft.

But don't you worry, see this Pat? Eyes of a cat.

Between you and me,

-I think people should be more careful with their things.

-Really?

I think people should be able to put their things down

and come back in a minute and them still be there. That's not too much to ask, is it?

-That why you've got your little cubby hole?

-Cubby hole?

Yeah. Louise has been playing mum, so it's all nice and tidy for you.

You'll be able to go back there where it's nice and safe,

and sit, dreaming of your perfect world.

I'll see you later.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. They'll both be with me.

Who were you on the phone to?

What's it got to do with you?

As soon as you saw me, you hung up.

It was a private phone call.

Yeah. Who to?

Not my fence, if that's who you're thinking.

Denise, are you going to tell me what's going on?

I've got a new job. As a housekeeper.

A housekeeper?

-Yeah.

-So, what, you're quitting here?

Yeah. End of the week.

You'll be happy to get us out of your hair anyway, won't ya?

What d'you mean?

It's a live-in job.

And we have our own apartment over the garage.

So you're moving out?

Yeah.

What, all of you?

Yeah. What, did you think I was going to do,

just dump the kids on you again? I wouldn't do that.

Well, you can't just take them, I mean... Denise, you can't just...

I mean, do you think you're ready to have them on your own again?

Do you know what it is, Linda?

I've done everything I can since I've been clean,

and it's obvious you don't trust me.

Me, Britney and Joe, we just need a fresh start, that's all.

-DOOR OPENS

-Sorry to interrupt, but Denise, I need you in reception.

All right, I'll be there in a minute.

SHE SOBS

Aw, shocking.

HE GROANS

There it is.

What did you say it was, again?

A shipment of mirrors.

Seven years' bad luck!

There's a colleague of yours wants to see you.

-He says he was in the accident with you.

-OK.

Dave.

Hi. How you feeling?

Like I need a drink.

Yeah, me too. Look, erm... About what happened.

-I'm really sorry.

-It was an accident.

I've seen my dad mess around in there plenty.

Dave.

I thought you'd done a runner. Can I have a word?

(I'll be back soon.)

I was worried you had a chest infection, but your X-ray came back clear.

Erm... I'm also waiting on the blood results, but I wanted to ask you,

have you've been abroad recently?

-Last time I had a holiday I was 12 and I went to Bridlington.

-Ha!

-Something going on between you two?

-No.

Didn't seem that way to me.

He turned me down.

HE MOANS IN PAIN

What's...what's going on?

It's OK, Mr Ansah, you're in hospital.

I...I...I can't be here.

-You've got to get me out.

-HE MOANS

What's happening?

We've put a chest drain in to help your breathing.

Just try and relax, OK?

Relax? I can't relax. Jules?

Where's my s... Where's my son?

Where's Jules?

He'll be back soon.

He left? I asked him not to.

Oh. Where did he go?

He's went for his job interview.

What you talking about? He HAS a job.

He works with me.

All right, well, you'll need to speak to him.

Tell me what he said!

He wanted to know that you were OK before he went to the interview.

Why would he want a new job? We're a team.

We've always been a team.

Ever since his mum died...

It's me and him, it's been me and him.

Sometimes things have to move on.

I look after him. That's what I do.

He's all I've got.

From her. My wife.

He can't just leave me.

Jules...

Well, how could he not have known about him?

I mean, didn't anybody ever wonder why

he was always here first in the morning?

-Your dad is the foreman.

-I've got to go.

He's always banging on about how this place is his domain.

And what happens? Some loser uses this place as a doss house.

It's not my dad's fault!

No, but it's his responsibility.

So does that mean he's responsible for those?

Because if he is, I'm sure he'd want to know why you had them hidden away up there.

You have no idea, have you?

You're breaking the law, and people will think my dad was involved.

I'll get rid of the cigarettes.

Yeah, but if it is my dad's responsibility...

-Look, are you deaf? Just leave it, yeah?

-No.

You are out of order, son.

HE GRUNTS

HE SCREAMS

Steve!

Just take some deep breaths, OK?

Nearly there and...there we are.

Look, all good. All done.

OK.

You're fine.

I'm going to get that stitched up

and then I'll have you out of here in no time.

Thank you. Doctor...?

Dave. You know, the guy who came to see me earlier...

Oh, yeah?

Do you know where he is?

I can find out. Something you'd like to say?

Just say...

Just say that the offer still stands.

Sure. See you in a bit.

I've ruled out pneumonia.

It doesn't look like it could be typhoid or malaria.

Therefore, we can rule out dengue fever.

-Yeah, unless he caught it in Bridlington, it's out.

-What is?

Dengue fever.

He hasn't been abroad. There's no way he could have caught it.

-He could be lying.

-And why would he lie?

Don't ask me why, but men lie.

Oh, so you're saying you're not to be trusted?

I'm not saying that. Just not with certain people.

Can we get back on track, please?

Yes, I haven't tested hepatitis.

Right, well, that's worth a try.

-OK. Back to the drawing board.

-Keep me posted.

-OK.

Is your kid called Dave?

-Dave Reed.

-My patient would like to speak to him.

Well, my patient would also like to speak to her.

They're both going to have to wait.

Do you know, I feel like singing the Ghostbusters theme tune.

I feel like singing the Addams Family theme tune.

SHE HUMS ADDAMS FAMILY THEME

Hey, Hey, guys! Guys, over here!

Is it more boxes falling from heaven?

Look, he fell on some metal racking, but he managed to pull himself up.

OK. What happened?

Accident. It was an accident.

-What his name?

-Mr Samuels.

-First name?

-Steve.

He's lost a lot of blood already, you know.

-There's a chance he'll bleed out.

-OK. Well, let's not hang about, eh?

Denise. Come for your bag?

No. I was just leaving you a note.

-I might not see you again, you see. I've got a new job.

-Right.

And erm... Yeah, I just wanted to say thanks and bye.

You've been a good mate. Come here.

THEY GIGGLE

WHISTLING

-Um. Quick, look just go. Go in there.

-Why?

-Just go!

HE WHISTLES

Well, well, Pat the rat.

Mac. I thought you'd gone home.

Well, you know what thought did, don't you?

No.

Well... No, that's not actually important.

What is important is what's in that bag.

HE SCOFFS

-None of your business.

-Don't muck me about, son.

I'm not mucking you about.

I'm going to walk right out that door,

-and it's going to be your word against mine.

-Ah, really?

You see, that is where you're wrong.

Denise, love?

Silly, silly Pat the rat, I think he's going to get the sack.

Not my best, but you get my meaning.

OK, Dix.

Right, this is Steve Samuels, 51,

he impaled himself on a metal spike, which he removed before we arrived.

He's got a penetrating wound to his right shoulder.

Some blood loss at scene. No respiratory distress.

Pulse is 124, resps of 30, BP is 105 over 60, sats of 98.

OK, number two.

-My daughter.

-Your daughter's fine. Let's concentrate on you.

What happened?

There was another accident.

At your job interview?

No, I didn't make it. Look, how's my dad?

He's resting.

Let me take a look at you and then I'll take you through to see him, OK?

Right let's send him for a CT scan,

see if there's any damage to the underlying structures.

-Tess, we'll need some bloods off.

-The usuals?

-Yeah.

Is he going to be OK? He's my boss.

I think he's been very lucky.

Whatever it is he fell on hasn't hit anything too drastic.

Right, can we call the surgeons please, Wayne?

Get them down and see if we can get him into theatre

to have this debrided.

-Hang in there. Hang in there.

-HE PANTS

Zoe, his breathing's gone off. Yeah, the drain's not swinging.

MACHINE BEEPS

HE GASPS

I think I might have put my foot in it.

How?

I didn't realise that your job interview was meant to be a secret.

What? What, you told my dad?

I'm sorry.

No, it's erm... That's...that's my fault. I should have warned you.

What did he do, just freak out?

Well, he was surprised.

To put it mildly.

It don't think there's anything broken,

but there is some bruising,

so I'll get a doctor to confirm that and we'll give you some pain relief.

I should have just come clean. I should have told him straight.

He thinks me and him are like some team.

Yeah, he said as much.

But we are, you know. He's given up so much for me.

What's changed?

I'm not a kid any more.

Well, he needs to see that.

I doubt it. He'll think I'm abandoning him.

No, he won't. He's your dad.

I'm the only family he's got.

When I go he's...he's got nobody.

Sarah Samuels?

Sarah, just to let you know,

your father's in resus. He's suffered a shoulder injury.

-My dad?

-Yeah, but don't worry, he's in good hands. He was asking after you.

-I need to see him.

-Not till I've finished here.

So... You two work together?

Yeah, my dad owns the company. I just help out, really.

What do you really want to do?

That. I love what I do.

I just wish that he trusted me enough to do more.

Well, he's in resus, chances are he'll be off work for a while.

He's going to have to trust you.

Well, yeah, but he won't.

Then don't give him that choice.

No, no, no.

Ah... Ah...

Ah... I can't breathe.

I can't breathe! Get me out of here! I can't breathe!

-Try to keep still.

-Try and relax, just try and...

Jules! Get me out of here! Jules!

Let's just get him out. OK. OK.

Get me out of here. Oh, God! I don't want to die!

-We're getting you out!

-Where is my son? Jules?

-Through there.

-Get me out of here!

-Jules!

-Dad, it's me. You're all right.

-Jules! Where've you been?

-Nowhere. I'm here now!

-I asked you not to leave.

-I'm sorry, all right, just relax.

-Don't leave me.

-You're fine.

-Don't leave me

-I won't. I promise.

Instinct. That's what that is. Pure instinct.

You know, I did once think of becoming a copper.

What stopped you?

Well, I knew I could do more good here.

The ED tea leaf met his match?

Eh! Never mess with Big Mac. Alias Sherlock Holby.

Where's your hat? It's bye-bye Pat.

SHE LAUGHS

So, found the phone then?

It'll be in the hold-all with the other stuff that he's nicked.

-The police'll need it as evidence.

-Whose holdall?

Pat, the porter.

I better go tell my patient he can't phone his daughter.

-Fletch.

-Yes, mate.

I reckon the police have got enough on him without this.

Oh, top man. Do you know what?

The sooner you're back here, the better, mate.

Hello, is that Chloe? Great. Listen, my name's Fletch.

And I'm a nurse at Holby City ED. Yeah, I...

I just wanted to have a little chat to you about your dad.

Dad, are you OK?

Your dad has suffered a wound to his shoulder,

lost quite a bit of blood, but it's not as bad as it looks.

He'll be going up to theatre.

He'll be fine, but he will need a bit of time to rest.

What happened?

It doesn't matter what happened. It's all through.

-What's through?

-The business.

-It can't be.

I've been transporting counterfeit fags just to make ends meet.

You could go to prison! What were you thinking?

-Things can't be that bad!

-You're not listening.

Let's keep it civil, otherwise I'll have to ask you to wait outside.

Do you have kids, Doctor?

Me? No.

If you did, and say one of them had a business degree,

and you had a business going under, what would you do?

I would ask my child to help me.

Exactly. Would you mind telling my idiot of a dad that?

I'm your father! I'm supposed to look after YOU.

You're also supposed to trust me.

I am so proud of you,

and I don't want you thinking that your old man is a failure.

19-01-90.

I know my own birth date, Dad.

It's also the combination to the safe.

You're going to need to know that if you're going to run things till I get back on my feet.

-Theatre's ready.

-I won't let you down.

Well, things are worse than you think.

I've got 50 grand's worth of stock with no buyer,

I've got staff sleeping in the warehouse, it's a real mess.

Who's sleeping in the warehouse?

The new guy, Dave.

Does he have any pets that he might be allergic to?

No.

And have you been through all the weird diseases of the world?

Well, obviously not because I'm clearly missing something.

Maybe he's just pining for his girl. Has been known.

Hey, how are you?

Yeah, all right.

The doctors think I've got some lurgy,

but they don't know what it is.

Why didn't you tell me you were sleeping in the warehouse?

-What d'you mean?

-I know.

Is this why you didn't want to meet up tonight?

Yeah.

You should've just said something.

Well, I was embarrassed.

I've been trying to save up every penny I've been paid

so I can get a place, but the last couple of weeks I haven't been paid.

Mmm, right. Well, that'll be my first job

when we get back to work then.

My dad's made me in charge of everything

till he's back on his feet.

That's wicked!

The company's in a real mess.

And you're the perfect woman for the job.

I've seen you liaising with the customers.

Even Henry listens to your ideas, and he don't listen to no-one.

Plus I know it don't mean much, but...

I'm here for ya. Boss.

Yeah, you better be.

Anyway, first thing's first. We need to find you somewhere to live.

I don't mind sleeping in the warehouse.

Long as you got rid of the rats.

You've been sleeping amongst rats?

-Weil's disease?

-Eh?

You've got Weil's disease.

What's that?

The rat's urine has made its way into your system,

through the wound on your hand.

So, what? Am I contagious now?

No, not person-to-person.

We'll refer you to the medical registrar

and they'll liaise with the infectious diseases team.

And I will arrange that transfer.

So are you the boss now?

Yeah, just until my dad gets back on his feet,

if there's a company to come back to.

Well, good luck.

She don't need it.

Hello, Henry. Erm...

There's no major damage on the CT scan,

but we're going to keep you in for a little while

to monitor the bleeding to check it doesn't spread.

I've spoken to the cardiothoracic team and they'll see you soon.

-In the meantime, make sure that the IV fluids keep going, please.

-Yep.

Thank you.

So what's with the interview?

It's nothing. Forget about it. Let's just focus on you

until you get better.

You should have told me.

I didn't go in the end.

All right, so if you had gone, what would that have meant?

I'd have been assistant manager.

Money isn't a lot, but it's all right.

No. I meant me and you?

I would have stopped working with you.

And then you would have got your own place, hmm?

And then you would have stopped coming round.

No.

I'm sure if he got a new job,

it wouldn't mean he'd just cut you out of his life.

Would it, Jules?

No.

She's right. I have been holding you back.

Dad.

You were always more like your mother.

You're smart, caring, independent.

It's me that has the problem, not you.

Jules, go and ring them. Tell them about the accident.

They'll understand.

-Yeah, but...

-Go on. Go. Before I bottle it. Go.

Thank you.

I didn't do anything.

You told me that sometimes things have to move on, and you're right.

Chloe? Chloe!

Oh, sweetheart, let's have a look at you.

Denise!

Denise...

Look, you were right.

I'm sorry I never trusted you.

Look, I didn't apply for the job to prove a point.

You said I should stand on me own two feet, so that's what I'm doing.

I know.

Maybe it's for the best.

It hasn't exactly been easy, us working together.

Like the time I told everyone about you being called Jammy?

You're lucky I never told everyone your nickname!

Backdoor Denise. That would have gone down a treat!

People wouldn't believe that was

because you went through a pane of glass!

I'm going to miss you all.

Well, we're not going far, we're only in Edwalton.

Hey, look who it is.

BOTH: Hi!

Hey, we best get a move on. The film starts at half past.

Oh, sorry. We're not going now.

What? You promised.

-Oh, I've got a surprise for you. Come on.

-Are you coming?

No. Just you three.

-Thank you for everything.

-Aw.

-I love you, Auntie Linda.

Well, I'm only half an hour away, so I'll be seeing you all the time.

Go on. OK? Go and have a fun night with your mum. Go on.

I'll see you soon.

-Bye.

-Bye.

-Bye-bye.

Drink?

Yeah.

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