The Great Pretender Casualty

What are you doing? That's not really appropriate, Lily.

I told her that I cheated on her and she has asked me to move out.

I can't come home for a while.

Me and your mum have got a few things that we need to sort out.

Do you need the day off, or even a few hours?

I just want to work.

-And that was when she tried to kiss you?

-Yeah.

-And you stopped her?

-Of course I stopped her!

I'm her boss and I've got to work with her.

Is this going to be awkward?

-No... No!

-Well, I hope not!

-Helen Cash?

-Here.

-If you'd like to come though.

-This way, please.

-Sorry.

-That's OK.

-You all right?

-Daddy!

-Hello!

-Daddy!

-There's one and there's another one!

Do you know what? I have really missed you two.

-You all set?

-Go finish your game, I'll be with you in a minute.

Go on, listen to your mum. There you go, see you in a minute.

-You didn't get my message?

-What message was that?

They're not coming with you this weekend.

-Why not?

-I just don't think it's a very good idea.

But that's what we arranged!

-I don't think they're ready for it.

-I'm their dad!

-What do they need to be ready for?!

-You don't live here any more!

-I understand what this is about.

-What?

-Trying to punish me, aren't you?

-No!

-Yes, you are!

-No, I am not!

-Yes, you are!

-This is ridiculous!

-Natalie, don't walk away.

-Don't you touch me!

-Natalie, come on.

-You're touching me!

-All right, OK, I am sorry, look.

I want to know why you are stopping me from seeing my children.

I'm not stopping you seeing your children.

No, you're stopping me having a weekend with them.

-Why don't you go and tell them they're coming with me?

-I don't want them to go!

-It's what we arranged, though, Nat.

-I told you, I've changed my mind!

-I'm sorry, but it's happening.

-No, Adrian, don't...

-It's happening.

Don't you dare, Adrian!

Right, kids, come on, time to go, chop chop.

Where's your sister?

Evie?

Evie.

Evie?

Are you sure you don't want me to pick you up?

-No, I'll be fine.

-You don't know that!

I'm 15, Mummy, I'll be all right.

Excuse me.

Have you seen my little girl, Evie? Did you see her come out?

-No. Sorry.

-OK.

Right. You check the garden. I'll look up here.

-How did you fall?

-I tripped over a paving stone.

-And where does it hurt the most?

-All up my arm.

That council!

On a scale of one to ten, ten being the worst?

Ten. Yeah, ten.

They spend money on everything but what really matters.

-We should get it X-rayed.

-Do you think I should sue?

Sue?

The council. It was their paving stone.

That's up to you.

I don't pay my council tax to get tripped up by paving stones.

Personally, I would just look where I was walking.

Lily. What happened at the Valentine's party...

There's nothing to say.

I'm hoping my luck's changed.

Have you had bad luck? Apart from breaking your arm, obviously?

-You could say that.

-Like what?

-It started when my husband died.

-So sorry.

Then I heard he wasn't insured, when all the time I thought he was.

They say bad things happen in threes,

-so hoping this is the end of it.

-No, this isn't it.

So what is it?

Last holiday we had was ten years ago

and I'd just been to a travel agents to see what I could afford.

Not even a weekend in Slough.

Sorry, I still don't follow.

Compensation.

This has got to be worth something, wouldn't you think?

I honestly don't know.

How's the pain? Has the pain relief helped?

No. It's still bad. Probably a 12 or 13 now.

OK, then.

-She's not up there

-And she's not round the back.

I'm going to call Mum and Dad, get them to look after Mikey and Ella.

I'll keep looking.

LOUD MUSIC: "What Makes You Beautiful" by One Direction

Hello?

I can see you.

-You're Evie, aren't you?

-Yeah.

You live across the street from my house.

-What you doing here?

-I followed you.

Why?

I didn't know where else to go. I've run away.

Is this because of the divorce?

Divorce?

My mum said your parents are getting a divorce.

I...

-Do you like these?

-Yeah.

-They're my favourite.

-Mine, too.

-Did you do all this?

-Yeah.

It's really good.

You can stay here if you like, if you've got nowhere else to go.

Thanks.

I've got to go in about an hour, but I come here most days.

By yourself?

I like being by myself.

My mum always says the only person's company you can really trust

is your own.

That's why no-one knows about this place.

Except me.

Except you.

-Dr Chao's looking at your X-ray now. Shouldn't be too long.

-Thanks.

Here, let me.

Thanks.

Helen Cash. No broken bones. So, painkillers and send her home?

I've noticed she seemed have a problem with her coordination

and maybe her eyesight. Do you want to check it out?

Yes, if you say so.

MUSIC: "Best Song Ever" by One Direction

I've got to go. I'll see you tomorrow.

There's some crisps in that cupboard over there, if you like.

Thanks.

You won't tell your mum and dad I'm here?

Course not. I won't tell anyone.

Thanks.

GIRLS' LAUGHTER

-Excuse me.

-Oi!

-You dropped this.

-Love!

-I'm talking to you.

-Hello!

-Oi!

-Excuse me!

-You dropped it, love.

GIRLS GASP

-Oh, my God.

-Is she OK?

-Are you all right?

-We'll get you an ambulance. Don't worry. Don't worry.

-So there couldn't be any mistake, then?

-No mistake, no.

-Definitely no broken bones?

-Definitely.

-Bang goes the holiday.

-Sorry?

-Nothing.

Follow my finger. Look to your left, right.

Can you move your eyes easily enough?

-Yeah. Well, sometimes it's hard.

-What about the dizziness?

-Off and on. Did anything else show up on the X-ray?

-No.

When Dave was ill, they put him in one of these tunnel things

-so they could X-ray his whole body.

-An MRI.

That's how they found the tumour. It was too late.

How long have you been feeling dizzy?

Dave always said I was clumsy.

I used to make him laugh. I was always dropping things.

So you've been like this for a while?

Off and on for quite a while.

-Can you feel this?

-Yeah.

-How about now?

-Yeah.

Helen, can you hold out your left index finger?

Now, with your right index finger touch your left index finger

and then touch your nose.

Do it a couple more times until I say stop.

OK, thank you, Helen. If you wouldn't mind just waiting here.

I was thinking posterior stroke.

but if the vertigo and ataxia have been going on for so long,

plus the loss of vision episode years ago, we can rule that out.

-Time to speak to a neurologist.

-OK.

Well, so how is she?

Like nothing happened.

-Really?

-Hmm.

-I bet that's a relief.

Yeah.

Yeah, and what?

She doesn't go round trying to kiss everyone, right?

-I would say that's right.

-So it must have meant something to her.

Something quite big.

And you can't understand why she's not all over you like a rash.

No.

Well, maybe, yeah.

Yeah.

Easy, tiger, easy.

Ha!

-What are you doing here?

-I'm looking for my daughter.

-All right, Fletch.

-Hello, mate.

I know who this is - Georgina Barnes, she lives opposite me.

She's had a bit of a fall. Mac, can you grab my bag, please?

-Right you are.

-Georgina, we're looking for Evie. Have you seen her?

-No.

-We really need to find her. Are you sure?

Why, what's happened to her?

She's just gone off. We're really starting to get worried now.

-It's all right, she's safe.

-What did you say?

Nothing.

Look, you said she was safe. So you seen her, then?

-No, Fletch.

-You must have...

-Enough.

-It's important...

Enough, enough, enough.

Fletch, mate, if it's any use, the girls there said that this one was on her own

and that she came out of that house over here.

All right. Georgina, I'm sorry. Sorry, boys.

Dr Ashford has spoken with the neurologist.

-That sounds technical.

-They want to do an MRI scan.

-Like they gave my husband.

-Yes.

-They found a tumour.

-You said.

-Is that what I've got?

-We don't know what you have, but we need to find out.

I know what I haven't got, and that's a holiday.

They have a cancellation this afternoon so they will see you then.

And this is for the dizziness and my eyesight?

Yes, and we want to find out what's causing it.

You should see me on a Friday night down the Three Horseshoes.

I know what causes it then.

This is your appointment.

Is there anywhere I can get a tea or coffee, and a bite to eat?

I'm sure there is.

Dr Ashford, I've given her an appointment for the MRI.

Good.

Now she turns back. I know there's still a problem.

Are you sure this kiss wasn't just a friendly goodnight?

No, no. She came on to me.

She did... She did.

Evie!

Evie! Evie, are you in here?

Evie, are you in here?

Evie, look, if you're in here, I need you to come out.

I'm not angry with you, I promise.

Evie, please come out for Daddy.

HOUSE CREAKS Darling, come on out, please.

-Daddy?

-Evie!

-Daddy.

-Evie.

CREAKING AND RENDING

Just wait there, darling. No, stay there.

EVIE SCREAMS Evie!

-Still no neck pain, no?

-No.

Good. Well, the doctors might want to take those blocks off now,

so I'm sure you'll be happy about that.

-Don't forget these, eh?

-Thanks.

I don't want my parents involved.

You're 15, princess. We have to tell them, I'm afraid.

CREAKING AND DEBRIS FALLING

Evie!

Evie!

HE GROANS

Evie.

OK, listen, sweetheart. Gently, that's it.

I'm going to try and move this. SHE SCREAMS

OK. I won't do it, I won't do it.

-Does it hurt anywhere else?

-It just hurts.

-All right, sweetheart.

I'm going to get some help.

OK? OK.

-I can't believe you two are brothers.

-Really? We're like two peas in a pod.

-Clearly.

-We share everything - same clothes, same car, same women.

-Women?

-He means our mother.

-What about Tina Pitman?

-What ABOUT Tina Pitman?

-We both went out with her at the same time.

-Only I didn't know that.

-She was meant to be my girlfriend.

-His first, I might add.

-And she started two-timing me.

-Two-timing, so quaint.

-With my own brother.

-So technically, we shared the same woman.

Yes, only I didn't know that.

Anyway, if you ever fancy a menage a trois, then we're here for you.

He is, I'm not.

I'm lining up something really exciting

-and you immediately hit the brakes.

-I'm hitting the brakes as well.

You are at this moment,

but I reckon given a little longer in third gear,

you might be persuaded to go into top.

-I'm not sure you could take it.

-Whoa, girl!

-Ethan, can you meet Jeff? He's in cubicles with a patient.

-Gladly.

And I'm looking for a volunteer, Cal.

-As long as it's not latrine duty.

-Grab your stuff, it's an entrapment.

Sweet.

I can imagine growing up with him wasn't easy.

No, but it wasn't dull, either.

Right, OK, can you try and move for me, darling?

-I can't!

-OK, then don't do it, don't do it.

I'm sorry, Dad, I'm really sorry.

Sweetheart, listen to me, you've got nothing to be sorry about, OK?

Everything's going to be all right.

I mean, I didn't want to come with you today.

Look, the ambulance is on its way, OK?

It's going to be all right.

DEBRIS FALLS

I'm just going to clean up that hand

just before the doctor comes to see you, OK?

I used to play the recorder at school.

Got as far as Frere Jacques. Can you play that?

-No.

-What can you play?

Nothing. I don't play anything.

-Right.

-Not any more.

Hello, Georgina, I'm Tess.

-Do you know if you're up to date with all your routine injections?

-I think so.

We can check with your mum. She's on her way.

What does she know?

That you've had an accident, that's all.

My mum's going to go mad.

Why?

-I was on Curzon Avenue. She hates me going down there.

-Why?

She was mugged there, and I think she said something about

some girl nearly being killed there a couple of years ago.

I don't remember that. Anyway, you had an accident, you tripped.

-I'm going to be sick.

-OK.

OK, OK.

OK. OK.

-Right, let's go. Ready?

-Yeah.

-Hello, ambulance service!

-Yeah, we're in here.

-Fletch? What the...

-The whole thing just collapsed on us, mate.

Right, what we got?

-This is my daughter, Evie.

-Hello, Evie.

-I don't think we should hang around.

-You're not wrong.

-Right, let's get this beam off.

-No, we don't know what's underneath.

-I don't want to move her until we're more prepared.

-We don't have time.

Then we wait for the fire bridge, all right...

SPLINTERING AND CRASHING

-That's the main roof, boys.

-Right, move the beam, only option.

Yeah, we got to do that, mate. On me.

-Let's go.

-All right, on three. OK, Evie.

-One, two, three.

-It's going to be all right, lovely.

SHE SCREAMS

Fletch! Come on!

Do we know how long Georgina was out for?

Paramedics said it was short, less than a minute.

Good. Any vomiting?

En route, and twice while she's been here.

OK, I'll book you in for a CT scan just to be on the safe side.

What about my wrist?

-We'll get that sorted when you're back from the scan. OK?

-OK.

-Georgina's mum's here.

-My little girl. How is she?

What's she done to her hand?

-She fell.

-Fell?

-Well, tripped.

-How?

I just did. One of those things.

How did you get to the hospital? Did Mrs Baylin bring you?

No. Some girls, they saw me fall. They called the ambulance.

How bad is the damage to the hand?

It'll heal, it'll just take some time.

-It's just she's a very talented violinist.

-Mummy.

You are. But you need to keep practising.

-OK, the CT is ready, please, Robyn.

-Yeah.

-Thanks.

-Tess, can you give me a hand, please, CT?

-I'll come too.

-No, I'll be OK by myself.

You weren't OK by yourself today, were you?

It's fine. I'll look after her.

I'll...I'll call Dad and tell him what's happened.

-I need Celox and pressure bandages.

-OK, mate, on the way.

Three milligrams of diamorphine and IV fluids as fast as we can.

OK, going in now.

It's all right, darling. I was so proud of you in there.

Right, I'm just going to put this up your nose. It's not very pleasant, but you'll feel much better.

Are we ready for off?

No. Not yet. Need more Celox.

Well done, sweet pea. It will be OK. Celox.

-Where's Mummy?

-I'll get Mummy to meet us at the hospital. I'll give her a phone call.

-I'll be back in a minute.

-Don't worry, sweetheart.

PHONE RINGS

-'Natalie.'

-What's happened?

I just want you to stay calm, OK?

Just tell me what's happened.

I've found her, but she's had an accident.

What sort of accident?

Listen, she's hurt her leg, all right? She's going to be OK,

'but we're going to the hospital now.'

Right, I'm coming to the hospital.

'I'll send someone to pick you up, OK?'

I'm coming now.

No, Nat, please don't, you can't. Nat.

Keys, keys.

Fletch, mate, she's going to be all right, OK?

Darkest before the dawn. In you go, mate.

You all right, sweetheart?

-This isn't working.

-Then do something else.

I need a trauma tourniquet.

There you go.

OK, take the pressure.

It's going to be all right, darling. It's going to be all right.

Good man.

That's it. Keep the pressure on and I'll twist it.

-Right, that's got it.

-Can we go now?

-Yeah, let's go.

-Let's go!

Do you think my mum will find out I was on Curzon Avenue?

Does it matter if she does?

Yeah. She'll find out I wasn't at my violin lesson.

You don't want to play?

Do you know what I want?

I just want to be like everyone else, instead of that creep

that plays the violin and didn't even know who 1D were.

Now that IS bad.

My mum won't let me listen to them.

Which makes you the odd one out. I understand that.

And now she's going to find out what I've done.

What have you done other than skip a violin lesson?

Two months of violin lessons,

and I've spent all the money on music and posters.

But now I bet those girls are talking to you.

No. They're not.

They don't even know I've changed. I'm still the same to them.

-Just too scared to tell them.

-What is there to be scared of?

If you listen to my mum, everything.

She's only just started letting me go to school by myself.

-What?

-She said I'd get bullied.

'OK, we're ready.'

Listen, take my advice.

If you think you're going to get bullied, chances are you will.

Bullies sense a weakness and go for it. Now lie down for me.

And I promise you there's nothing to be scared of.

Right, clear the decks for me, please, fellas.

All right, when you can, mate.

Everything's going to be all right, darling. You're going to be fine.

-OK, as quick as we can.

-It hurts.

I know, but everyone's going to take really good care of you.

OK, Mac, straight to single resus room.

-You all right, Fletch?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's all right, Evie.

Evie Fletcher, ten years old.

She was trapped and has a major bleed from her left thigh,

caused by impalement, metal object.

Celox, pressure bandages and tourniquet were applied at scene,

and seem to have controlled the bleed.

She also has a tender abdomen.

GCS is 11, pulse is 100, resps 28,

and sats 96%. She's had 3mg of intranasal diamorphine.

SHE WHIMPERS

It's all right, Evie, everything's going to be all right, OK?

Let's start with a primary survey, please, Rita.

Yeah. Airway's obviously clear. Trachea's central.

-Everything's going to be OK.

-Yeah, sure.

-Mum...

-Mummy's going to be here soon. I promise, darling, OK?

All right, sweetheart.

CAR ALARMS GO OFF

Mrs Cash, everything all right?

Just waiting for this MRI thing.

I know what it's going to say. It's not going to be good.

It's God's way of paying me back for lying.

Well, we don't know that.

I've been trying to pluck up the courage to come and apologise.

For what?

This morning when I tripped, I sort of did it on purpose.

Why?

I wanted a holiday. I was hoping for some compensation.

When I got here and all you people were rushing around after me,

doing this and that test, and I was just a big fake...

wasting all your time.

Let's see what the MRI says.

No need.

The day my Dave found out about his tumour

was the day after he pretended he was ill to his boss

so we could go to Brighton together like we did when we first met.

It was God's way of paying him back for lying.

And how was Brighton?

We had a great day.

Well, if you had a great time, I don't think he was punishing you.

Do you think everything happens for a reason?

You mean like fate?

-Yeah.

-Don't tell me you do.

Not much point in being a doctor if you do.

What will be will be and all that.

I'm talking about the events in one's life.

-Like having children?

-Yeah.

Or getting kissed at a Valentine's party.

No, I believe you should ride the waves.

Whatever happens, just go with it. See where it takes you.

Could be bad, could be good. It's not fate. It's just life.

I think you're right.

I think you could afford to forget about

Doctor Chao's little indiscretion. It was just a moment.

-I wasn't thinking about her.

-Really?

It came from a patient, actually.

Yeah?

Right.

Right.

Excuse me, I just want to talk to you about my daughter's accident.

It's just it's so unlike Georgina. Normally she's so careful,

-especially when she has her violin.

-Accidents happen.

-So all you know is she tripped and fell?

-Yes.

Do you know whereabouts this was?

I want to make sure it doesn't happen again.

The paramedics picked her up on Curzon Avenue.

Curzon Avenue? Are you sure?

Yeah.

That's nowhere near Mrs Baylin's, her violin teacher.

-Perhaps she came a different way.

-No, Georgina wouldn't do that.

She knows which way to come.

Everything OK?

How is she?

BP's low, she's still tachy, we're pushing fluids.

What about the blood loss?

Yeah, we've sorted it. Just spoken to the surgeons

and they're happy to hang on until we've scanned her.

-Where's Mummy?

-She's coming, darling.

-Dr Hanna, can I have a word, please?

-Yeah.

This is Georgina Barton's CT scan. I'm waiting for a report

from the radiologist, but I wanted to show you first.

-Epidural haematoma.

-She must have got it when she banged her head.

-Get her into HDU and contact the neurosurgeons.

-OK.

-Her mother's here. I'll let her know what's happening.

-OK.

Charlie.

I've just had a phone call.

Fletch's wife's been involved in an RTC.

What?

I don't know the details, but they're bringing her in now.

OK, thanks.

Fletch.

Be back in a minute, sweetheart.

Mrs Barton? The doctor would like a word with you.

-My husband'll be here any minute.

-This is really important.

Is it about her wrist?

He's going to say she won't be able to play.

-No, it's not about her wrist.

-That's going to be a problem, though.

It would be if Georgina was bothered about playing.

Sorry?

Nothing, nothing.

My daughter is a dedicated violinist.

If you say so.

If you have something to say, say it.

It's really not my place.

Then make it your place!

Georgina stopped going to her lessons weeks ago.

That's ridiculous. Did she tell you that?

-Yeah.

-She's lying.

OK, OK, if that's what you want to believe.

Why would she stop going to lessons?

I think you need to speak to her about that.

I will, don't you worry.

-I don't know what she thinks she's playing at.

-Being a teenager.

So, something's happened.

-Donald, hopefully you can make sense of all this.

-This way.

-So what is it?

-I'll tell you...

-Nat, you OK? What happened?

-Just wasn't concentrating.

I told you to wait.

I know, I should have. How's Evie?

She's cut her leg pretty badly, but she's doing all right,

they've taken the tourniquet off, so that means that she's healing.

-I need to see her.

-You just need to try and stay calm for the moment, Natalie.

-Adrian, I need to see Evie!

-You will.

Natalie, I know how you're feeling, but you're pregnant.

-We need to look after you and your baby.

-But...

-Just trust me.

-She's my daughter.

-I know, I know.

I'm with her, I promise.

Can you tell me where it's hurting?

Just here, it hurts a bit.

So where was she?

Where did she go?

She'd gone into that derelict building in Curzon Avenue.

-What was she doing there?

-I'm not sure.

-Abdomen's a little bruised.

-Is the baby going to be all right?

That's what we're trying to work out, Fletch.

BP 140 over 80, resps 25, sats 97%.

-There's a small PV bleed, can we do an urgent ultrasound?

-Is my baby all right?

-We'll know more from the ultrasound.

-OK, I'll set that up.

-Thanks.

-Please, let me see Evie.

They're just about to take her off for a scan.

Did she say anything to you?

Yeah, we did have a bit of a chat.

And?

Basically, she's just unhappy.

About us?

-I better get back to her.

-Does she know I'm here?

No. But I do need to tell her,

cos otherwise she'll just wonder where you are.

OK, tell her I love her.

Course I will.

-Hello, Doctor.

-Hello.

-Georgie, what have you done?

-I'm sorry, Dad.

-Accidents happen.

In no time at all you'll feel right as rain.

They don't know that. She has a head injury.

I'm sorry, I misunderstood. I thought it was her wrist.

-Her wrist is injured, dear.

-So what's this about her head?

She caught her head when she tripped, which has caused a bleed.

-What, you mean like a brain haemorrhage?

-Exactly.

We'll keep an eye on her until the neurosurgeons can have a look

and they'll decide the best way to proceed.

-How serious is this?

-We don't know yet, but if the bleed is minor

they may decide to let it heal itself.

And if it's not, as you say, minor, then what?

They may have to operate.

Right, well, I don't know about anybody else,

but I prefer the first option.

I think we all do.

So this wrist thing, it's not important?

No, we'll have that X-rayed, make sure there's no glass in it.

Either way, she'll have difficulty playing.

-Right, but it will heal?

-Yes.

Well, there you go. It's not all doom and gloom, darling.

No.

Is there a problem?

Only that none of this would have happened

if she had been where she was supposed to have been.

Expand.

Ask the nurse, she seems to know more about our daughter than we do.

I...

It was nothing.

No. According to you, Georgina hasn't been going to her violin lessons.

Is this true, Georgina?

-I...

-I'm sure there's an explanation, eh, Georgie?

I was getting behind on school work

and I wanted to take the time to revise.

There you go.

I think you need to keep your nurses in check.

Far too verbal.

They're not my nurses,

and we do practice a free speech policy at this hospital.

Mummy's just had a bump, nothing serious, but the doctor's just going to check her out.

She's just jealous that you're in here, that's what I think.

-Is she going to have the same as me?

-Maybe.

Can we do it together?

No. But only because there's not enough room.

It's nothing to be scared of.

They put you in a special tunnel, take a picture of you,

and if you're feeling tired, you can have a sleep while you're in there.

-Cal.

-Daddy...

Back to resus.

-Afraid you're not going to get that sleep Rita promised.

-Sorry, Evie.

Nurse, nurse. I know my wife can be a bit...

-over-powering at times.

-Yeah, to say the least.

But she worries about Georgie. She's our only child.

Then she should worry that she's got no friends.

I'm not sure that's true.

I'm afraid it is. She's the odd one out and she doesn't want to be.

She wants to be like all the other 15-year-olds.

-OK.

-Have you heard of the group One Direction?

I think so.

She loves them, like all other teenage girls, but her mum won't

let her listen to them. And that's not doing her cred any good.

Her cred, right.

And she's got to be allowed to go out.

Her mum's got her believing that everybody's out to get her.

I've never seen someone so scared.

You didn't know Fiona when she was a girl.

I can't imagine Fiona being scared of anything.

-She was a violinist too.

-And that makes you scared?

There was a girl in the orchestra, a real nasty bully.

She made Fiona's life hell.

When we had Georgina, she swore it would never happen to her.

But it has, only the bully is her own mum.

OK, let's speed up the bloods and get the tourniquet back on.

-Can you ask the lab to cross-match another four units?

-On it.

Her leg's bleeding again and she's possibly haemorrhaging internally.

-What can I do?

-Just stay back.

-Listen, I'm her dad.

-Which is why you can't help.

-I know exactly what I'm doing.

Look, I'm trying to save her life. Just back off!

-Anything I can do?

-Yeah, get some gases.

Sure. How we doing?

There's obviously a very serious tear to the popliteal

and I'm really worried about her distal circulation.

-What can I do?

-Fletch, let the man do his job.

Come on, you've been here a thousand times. You know the score.

If I locate the artery I might be able to put in a fine stitch,

then we can get blood supply back to the shin.

It seems the accident caused a small contained abruption,

which in turn would have caused the minor bleeding.

-What's an abruption?

-It's when the placental lining comes away from the uterus.

When the bleeding's mild, like it is in your case,

it means the chances of any harm to your baby are minimal.

-The baby's going to be OK?

-The baby's going to be fine.

-Tess, can we move Natalie into a cubicle, please?

-OK.

-Can I see Evie now?

-I'll get you settled, then I'll find someone to come

and tell you what's going on.

Is the light OK, Cal?

To the right a bit.

How's that?

Good.

Wait till I tell everyone how brave you've been.

How much longer?

-Nearly there.

-You said that five minutes ago.

-Would you prefer I rushed it?

-Theatre are ready for her.

Her blood pressure's dropping.

Come on, come on. And we're ready for theatre!

Well done, young lady. Job done.

All right, let's prep her.

She is stabilising.

Thank you.

And...and back at the house, you were right to move her.

Where've you been? That was the neurosurgeon.

-What did he say?

-They're moving her onto a ward for observation.

Good news is they won't have to operate.

They're hoping to treat it with drugs.

Excellent, we couldn't have hoped for anything better.

They'll be able to monitor her, make sure everything's OK.

That is absolutely wonderful. When you come out

we can do our own assessing about this violin business.

I think at the moment it's best to let her rest.

I just want to put her mind at ease. If her brain's had a bleed,

-surely it's best not to put a strain on it.

-What are you talking about?

Georgina can tell you. It's all right, Georgie.

-I've been speaking to your friend here, haven't I.

-Yeah.

-She's told me all about 1P.

-1D!

That's it, and other things.

You just have to tell your mum yourself,

because she won't believe it unless she hears it from you.

You need to tell her. It'll be OK.

OK.

Your daughter's fed up of being different.

She wants to be just like everybody else.

She doesn't need you to speak for her.

She does, because she's scared of you.

-Don't be ridiculous.

-I'm right, aren't I?

Yeah. You're always telling me what to do, what to wear,

where I can and can't go.

And look what happens when you don't listen to me.

You have to listen to what she's saying, Fiona.

I just needed a break from all the playing

-and rehearsals and practice.

-But you have a talent.

But I haven't got a life. I want a life.

I just want to be a teenager.

There are worse things.

The bleeding has stopped,

so I'll check with the doctors, but hopefully they'll let you go home.

Thanks.

I better get back to Evie. She's going to go up to theatre.

-She wants me there.

-OK.

-Ade.

-Yeah?

I just want you to know I wasn't trying to punish you.

I know that.

Why didn't you tell me the truth?

Why didn't you just say, "She doesn't want to go with you?"

Because I knew you would have accused me

of instigating the problem. You'd have said I'd set her against you.

I don't always just think the worst.

No, but you might have been right. I have done things to punish you.

I get so angry when I think what you did.

So do I. Just so angry with myself.

I've thrown everything away, and for what?

I wish I'd never...

If I could go back...I would.

I'd go back and I'd change everything.

I'd better get back for Evie.

I take it you know about Adrian and me.

Yes.

-He obviously misses the children and you.

-Yeah?

-If you know it's over...

-You mean with that agency nurse?

I bet he hasn't given her a second thought.

Look, why don't I chase up those doctors

and see if I can get you home?

It's OK. It's only me.

-What happened, Tess?

-Nothing.

Come on, something happened.

I just played marriage counsellor and I don't like myself for it.

You know they should make office romances a sackable offence.

If it was, I wouldn't fancy your chances of getting a pension.

-Do you want a drink after work?

-Yes, please.

-Is Dr Ashford around?

-It's Helen Cash, right?

-Yeah.

-I'll check.

-Thanks.

Hey. Your mother's got something for you.

Here, I think that's the group you like.

-Yeah?

-Well, it was your father's idea. He said you'd like it if...

we tried to get you tickets for one of their concert dates.

-Really?

-Yeah. For you and a friend.

No promises, but we'll really try.

If there's one going spare, chuck it my way, yeah?

I'll make sure of it.

So this 1P, what sort of music do they play?

-Even I know that.

-So what is it?

Pop, it's pop, isn't it?

-Helen Cash wants a word.

-I haven't really got time.

She has been waiting. I'd take it, but I think she wants to talk

-more about her health than superheroes.

-OK.

Mrs Cash, you just caught me.

-I just wanted to thank you.

-For what?

I had that MRI thingy and it looks like I've got some abnormalities,

-so they're going to run some more tests.

-Right.

But what they think I might have is multiple sler...

-Sclerosis.

-Yeah, that's it.

I'm sorry it's not better news.

No, it's good to finally know what it is.

All this time I'm thinking it's my eyesight,

or have I been drinking too much?

It's a relief to know I'm not going mad.

It's great that you think that way.

-Can you thank the Chinese doctor for me?

-Doctor Chao?

That's what my Dave used to call his food - chow.

She's a cold fish, but she's really good.

She needs to let her hair down.

I think then you'd see what she's really like.

I think I've already glimpsed that.

So do you have it? Let me have a look. OK.

Thanks.