The Last Chance Saloon Casualty

Good morning. What can I get for you?

Just a coffee, please, Naz.

CRYING

Help!

Oh, oh, oh!

Help!

Oh, oh!

Why are you still here? You're meeting your friends!

No, Baba. I'm helping you.

Just like your mother. Stubborn.

Go. Be young. Be happy.

Love you, Baba.

And Fletch, can I put you in majors?

Rita, I'll have you in cubicles and I'll take resus with Ash.

Looking good.

Nice get-up, Lily.

HE SINGS "A-TEAM" MELODY

All right, folks. Let's get on with saving some lives.

Lily, this is a great opportunity, not a punishment.

-He's right. It'll be a good laugh.

-Today is all about learning how to develop a relationship

with the patients, quickly and professionally.

You'll be learning from the best in the business.

Hey! Right, you ready, then, princess?

My name is Doctor Chao.

OK, yeah... Dr Chao, your carriage awaits.

She hasn't made any progress whatsoever.

Her inter-personal skills, her attitude, her bedside manner -

these should have all been ironed out from the get-go, Martin.

-You're saying I've failed her?

-I'm saying she's on thin ice.

Somebody help me, please.

GLASS SMASHES

CRYING

SCREAMING

Argh!

Baba! My God, Baba!

What's happened?

Sally! Go get the keys.

Here we are. Now, for you, the ED is a safe environment.

But on the street, a different kettle of cod.

Out there, you won't have the luxury of hospital back-up services.

It's just you, some basic medical kit and your instincts.

-You might want to take notes.

-I don't.

We're going to take you out of your comfort zone into the paramedic zone.

You're going to have to make some snap decisions under pressure in a hostile environment,

so when we hand people over you and you say to us, "Why hasn't this

been done?" or, "Why hasn't that

been done?" hopefully, today, you'll understand why.

It's an ambulance. You drive. You scoop - we treat.

There's a little bit more to it than that.

-There's a lot more to it than that.

-Come on. I'll show you the kit.

'Control to 3006.'

3006. Go ahead. Over.

You snore really loudly.

Sorry.

I'm a very forgiving person.

Mmm... After breakfast.

Right. So we didn't...

No. Not yet.

Come on. We need to leave.

Wow... I'm just... Wow...

Sorry about that.

Can I have a drink, please?

Yes.

Thank you...Cal.

-We have a situation.

-What's her name?

-That's a good question.

-You're such a bloke.

On the plus side, she does know my name.

She just happens to think it's Caleb.

-Why would she think that?

-I don't know, it might have something to do with the fact

that I crashed the Med Ball, stole Cal's name tag and told her I was a registrar.

In my defence, she's a consultant, so I could hardly tell her I was a bed-pusher.

-Plus she's hot. And Spanish.

-(LISPS)

-She thpeaks like thith.

-Tho thexy!

-Right, you need to get back into your vile-smelling little

pit of yours, tell her who you really are and get rid of her.

Cos we need to leave.

OK, but when I say she's hot...

-Go!

-Yeah.

AMBULANCE SIREN

Argh! Argh!

Help! Over here - help!

All right, darling, just calm down.

Right, Dr Chao, you're with me.

She's having a baby now.

Jeff, you all right to triage?

This is Sally. She lives above the cafe.

Excuse me a sec. Let's have a little look. OK, Sally.

My name's Dixie. I'm a paramedic.

-How far gone are you, darling?

-You have to speak slowly. She has a learning disability.

They shouldn't be living alone. I keep saying it.

No, no, no, no. Don't touch that.

Lily, can I have some help here, please?

Sally. Sally. Look at me.

Now listen to me, OK?

My name is Dr Chao. You must not touch.

What is important is that we get you to the hospital straightaway.

For your baby. Do you understand?

Oh, help me. Help my baby!

I am going to help you, Sally. When was your baby due?

Don't know. Not now, not now!

OK. Don't worry. You're doing really well, OK?

Please don't leave me, Dr Chao.

You sure you haven't done this before?

OK, so the bus stop is just around the corner.

-The...bus?

-Yes.

Great.

Hello?

Don't leave me, Dr Chao.

Have you locked everything up?

Yes, Baba.

You must press it firmly.

Doctor Chao.

-Right, we need to get her in.

-I'll stay and help with the others.

She's pretty adamant she wants you.

I, um...I should stay.

Fine. We'll see you back at the ED.

-Have you got your phone?

-Yes.

Any problems, any trouble - you call me.

Doctor Chao!

Perhaps I could come and meet you for lunch at the hospital, Cal?

Er, yeah, no, it's just, er, I'll be really busy, so...

Cal is a VERY dedicated doctor.

I'm really proud of him. The whole family are.

-What are you doing?

-I can't find my purse.

I'll have to go back. It's got all my ID cards in it.

This is just great, isn't it? I'm going to be late now.

I really am quite dedicated.

AMBULANCE SIREN

I want Dr Chao.

She'll be there later.

Is this your first, sweetheart? Is this your first baby?

I need my baby. I need my baby back.

Back? What do you mean - back?

I'm just going to have a little look.

Do you want to lift your legs up for me, love?

OK.

You're at capacity, so go - I'll get a taxi back.

PHONE RINGS

-Yes?

-Lily? I think Sally's already given birth, in the flat.

'My priority is to the mum. I need you to get back in there.

-'Is the third crew still with you?'

-They just left.

'Right. I've called for backup but it might be too late.

'Do you understand?'

It's locked.

Just get in there! You'll be fine.

Dixie, what do you want me to do? Dixie!

ENGAGED TONE

Lily.

All right, sweet.

GRUNTING

GASPING

GASPING

BABY GURGLES

It's OK.

It's OK. You're going to be just fine...oh! You're going to be just fine.

Sally!

-Who are you?

-My name is Doctor Chao.

-Sally!

-Sally has been taken to hospital. Who are you?

I'm Paul. Sally is my wife.

You need to come with me.

Yes, it's a baby. Sally has given birth.

Is that...my baby?

You need to move. Now.

Wait.

So Lily won't be staying on with us, is that what she said?

Well, not in so many words. But let's just say she's in the last chance saloon.

I dunno, I might have let her down.

Come on, Ash. If you can't bring her up to scratch,

I don't hold much hope for her.

OK. This is Sally Jenks, 32. Sally has got a learning disability.

She's given birth unassisted and delivered the placenta.

There's a deep laceration to her right shoulder.

The glass is still in there. There's some trauma to her perineum, with minor bleeding

that will need reassessing.

Pulse 110. BP 160/90.

She's had five of oxytocin and 500 micrograms of ergometrine.

Where's Lily?

She's recovering the child.

OK, can we get the resusitaire set up, please, and someone call Lily.

-I want them to come straight to us here.

-On three, guys. One, two, three...

-All right.

-OK.

-Nice and easy.

And over. One, two, three.

OK, can we get her further up the bed, please?

All right?

Hello, Sally. My name is Charlie. I'm a nurse.

Do you know where you are, darling?

She keeps asking for Doctor Chao.

She was the first one who spoke to her.

She won't talk to me.

All right, Sally. You're in hospital now.

We're going to take very good care of you.

KEY IN LOCK

Please don't hurt me.

Oi! Come back here!

-Argh!

-Stop where you are!

Come back here.

Argh!

HEAVY BREATHING

Argh! Argh!

SCREAMING

Ah!

BABY CRIES

Paul. You need to sit down.

Calm down. Sit down.

Don, can you wrap up the placenta, please?

Is it a boy baby?

It's a baby girl.

You need to lean back and keep still. I know what I'm doing, OK?

I don't want you to do anything. Just leave me alone.

Keep still. Right, look at me.

Deep breaths. Ready, with me. In...

I know how to breathe, OK? Leave me alone.

Just go away OK. HELP!

-OK. I'm going. I'm sorry.

-Help!

Argh!

There's absolutely no way I'm leaving you like this.

And if that upsets you, I'm sorry. This is me...telling you.

You need to let me help you. OK?

You know, in cartoons, when people step on rakes,

it usually flips up and smacks them in the face.

How you managed to get it right through your foot, I'll never know.

What were you doing in my house?

You weren't robbing me, were you?

No. I wasn't robbing you.

Cos you were ironing.

-What's your name?

-Robyn. What's yours?

Nigel.

OK, Nigel. Now we know each other.

So tell me, what the hell were you doing in my house?

We'll need this X-rayed but it looks pretty superficial to me.

We can probably remove it here.

Straight onto the resusitaire, please.

Sally?

Female infant found discarded in bath at the scene.

And that's the father.

-Sally. I wasn't there.

-The placenta was delivered and cord cut en route. Pulse 120.

No obvious sign of distress. All vitals look good.

-The paediatric team are on their way down to assess.

-This baby should have gone straight to SCBU.

That women abandoned her baby - and you think NOW she wants to bond?

That woman is our patient. A little respect, please.

We're just going to check her over, then you can hold her, OK?

Sally. She's our baby girl.

She's perfect.

Dixie said you bonded well with Sally.

I just talked to her.

Well, whatever you did - it worked.

She keeps asking for you.

We're just going to arrange an X-ray to make sure that there's no glass left in it.

It's a pretty tricky laceration so we'll arrange for a plastic surgeon to come and stitch you up.

You might think otherwise but you've been incredibly lucky.

Sally Jenks. She was in the other ambulance. How is she?

The baby?

Let me see what I can find out for you.

I hope she's OK.

Baba, please. You're in here because of her.

So I should just abandon them? They don't have anyone else.

-They need me.

-No. I need you.

I'm not going anywhere, I promise.

Let me speak to the insurance. Sort everything out.

No. Don't do anything.

Baba, I'm not a child. I can help.

Can you go and get me something to drink, please?

Er, Cal, is this yours? You must have dropped it.

Oh, right, yeah. Cheers, mate.

She just left it lying in the bath.

Well, people with learning disabilities quite often

know what the right decision is.

They just don't take it for various reasons.

She shouldn't have been allowed to get pregnant in the first place.

What?!

The cot is now available.

The paediatrician thinks the baby was almost at full term and is doing

remarkably well, but they would like to keep her in SCBU for observation.

-Right.

-Jeff and Dixie are heading out shortly but I'd like you to stay with Sally

until she's completely settled. I'd also like you to contact social services to make sure

the transfer to the ward runs smoothly, OK? Don't let me down.

Right, Paul. We have to move baby up to another ward now just for a short time.

-No.

-Just for a little while, Paul. You can go up and visit her.

Don't take my baby. Please. No.

Paul, it's just to another ward.

Mr Afzal. They want to take my baby.

Paul. These are the doctors. They know what they're doing.

You must trust them.

Are you...here for the money?

No, Paul. I'm not here for any money.

-You trust them, don't you, Paul?

-I

-trust them.

I trust them very much.

All right. Thank you.

Baba, what are you doing?

I just wanted to see how they were getting on.

And now you can get back to bed.

Right, and Sally needs to rest too,

so Dr Chao will take you along to the relatives' room.

You can wait there, Paul, OK?

Doctor Chao. Please - don't let them take our baby.

I'll show you to the relatives' room.

Honestly, mate, you should've seen her. She was fit!

And I've had my fair share of...

OK, so you might've heard what I said and presumed wrongly -

I might add - that I was objectifying women, that's not what

-was happening - what was happening was...

-Max!

-Yes?

-Shut up.

-OK.

I've had a heads-up - Robyn is on her way in.

She's somehow managed to step on a rake and impale her foot.

-My Robyn?

-Yes. I'm sure, there's nothing to worry about.

-But if there's anything you need, just give me a shout.

-OK.

Why would you step on a rake?

I doubt she planned it, mate.

Unless stupidity runs in the family?

Well, there is always that to consider.

Listen, if Cal finds out you've been pretending to be him,

he ain't going to be happy.

Nah. Cal's cool.

He will kill you.

-End it.

-Or come clean.

Ridiculous option.

End it.

Yeah... I'll text her.

Who said chivalry was dead?

Thank you.

-What news?

-Both Sally and Paul are known to social services.

As of 18 months ago, they had a carer twice daily.

But that was cut.

Amen to austerity, eh?

They'll now convene a strategy meeting to

assess their competency as parents.

I've got the X-ray. That should be numb by now.

Right.

Sally, should be numb now,

so we're going to remove the glass, OK?

Here we go...

That looks like all of it.

Is my baby on her own?

No - she'll have lots of doctors and nurses with her.

Lots of company.

When we've stitched you up, you can go up and see her, OK?

Why did you leave her?

Dr Chao. Can I have a word?

That woman is scared and vulnerable,

and for some reason she feels a connection with you.

So why not give her the benefit of the doubt?

Because if she's this uncommunicative with everyone

else during the assessment, what hope do they have?

Sorry, guys. Just had a message down from SCBU.

You can send the father up there now.

Oow! It really, really hurts.

I know, sweetheart. Jeff!

-Yes!

-Jeffrey, what are you doing?

Got somewhere to be, have you?

What did you say your name was, love?

Nigel. I live over there.

Yeah. Always borrowing sugar.

OK, this should do the trick.

OK, rocking Robyn, you'll need to keep really still for me. Ready?

Wait. What if you miss and lop off my toes?

I'll get you some smaller shoes.

Don't worry - I won't miss.

Fine. Just hold my hand.

Right, crack on, Jeff.

OK, here we go.

SHE CRIES OUT All right, sweetheart.

Do you have a name for the baby?

Not yet.

Do you want to hold?

Ha! You look nervous.

Quite.

You dropped something.

Paul, that's a lot of money to be carrying around.

It's for Mr Afzal. For our agreement.

What agreement?

Coming through! Mind your backs.

-You stepped on a rake!

-This bed, please.

-This is really embarrassing.

-Not for us, it's not.

-OK, do this by the book, shall we?

Right, this is Robyn, 21. She stood on a rake with some force,

she's got a metal spike embedded in her right foot.

Good circulation to all toes.

Do you want to wiggle over for me, sweetheart? Pulse is 85,

BP is 120/80, sats are 97.

I've given her ten of morphine and Entonox.

No obvious vascular compromise.

Who are you?

This is Nigel. My knight in shining armour.

He came out of his house this morning to help me.

Again - you stepped on a rake?

I just did, all right? Leave it. Thank you, guys.

Me and my foot are very grateful.

Come here - hug it out.

You're welcome, Hop-A-Long.

Wow, you've got that stuck right in there, haven't you?

Let's get an X-ray and see what the damage is.

Well, it seems like you're in capable hands.

It was very nice to meet you. Good luck.

You're not going anywhere.

I mean... I haven't said thank you yet.

Take a seat.

Can you tell me why you felt like you had to leave your baby?

It came early and Paul wasn't there.

I... I'm sorry.

I wanted to tell you.

Tell me what?

I want to be a good mum.

But I don't know if I can be.

I understand. And I'm going to help you.

Do you think I can be a mum?

-Right, Sally, we're going to pop you through to cubicles now.

-Thank you.

It is all right to care, you know.

If they get the kind of support they need, they'll be fine.

I think the guy who owns the cafe is exploiting them.

Stealing money.

You got any proof?

Not yet.

Well, unfortunately, a lot of learning-disabled people fall prey

to what they call "mate crime".

But listen, it's not a good idea to go around making accusations

if you don't have any evidence.

-Ah!

-Max, what are you doing?

What am I doing? You just kicked me in the face!

I thought you were a rat or something!

Never mind. Listen, I need to ask you something.

The Spanish girl over there?

Oh, the rather attractive lady? She's waiting for Cal.

Course she is, right. Has he seen her? I mean...

Have they spoken?

No. I just put the call out.

I need you to do me a favour.

We both like the ladies, right?

You know me, buddy, I love the ladies.

I'll explain later, but you need to keep Cal away from that girl.

All right?

Ah, Cal, there you are.

How can I help?

You called?

Did I?

So I take it there's no emergency, then?

Ha-ha, I hope not.

No. There isn't.

Pathetic.

Listen, I don't care how you do it but you need to get rid of her, OK?

She cannot see me.

-OK.

-Now step aside.

Right - back in a minute.

I'm not thirsty.

-It's not for you.

-Oh. Right.

-Got another house to rob, have you?

-I told you. I wasn't...

doing that.

You're obviously not a thief, I believe that.

You're obviously not dangerous and you're clearly a nice guy.

Because you helped me. And you're still here.

PHONE RINGS

I'm sorry. It's...complicated.

I'm really sorry. I must get this.

Hello.

Oh, you...

I've got some magazines for you.

Mr Afzal?

I want to speak to you about Sally and Paul Jenks.

Why? What's happened?

Paul believes he owes you £300.

-He has the cash with him.

-What are you talking about?

You take money from those vulnerable people to line your own pocket.

OK, that's enough.

Do you have any idea of what he does for those people?

He checks in on them, he chases away the teenagers that taunt them,

he showed them how to use the timer on their boiler...

-Suraya.

-No, Baba, tell her.

You take money from Sally and Paul, isn't that right?

Baba.

It's not true. Come. Come with me and I'll prove it.

Haven't you got work to do?

I'm looking after my sister.

She'll live.

So close!

Do you want to know something weird? But you can't tell Max.

This morning, when I went back to the house to pick up my purse,

Nigel was there, and I chased him out.

What are you talking about?

He was in the house. In my house.

What was he doing?

I don't know. Ironing.

He broke into your house to iron?

I'm being serious.

Why didn't you say anything until now?

Because he helped me. But - there's something else.

His name isn't Nigel. It's Ben Chiltern.

I found this in his wallet.

An NMC card. He's a nurse?

Exactly.

You've got to call the police.

Let me speak to him and find out what's going on.

If he doesn't tell me, then fine - we'll call the police.

Let me do it my way first.

OK. Ready for X-ray.

Tell her, mate. I come round. Help you guys out.

The money is for the new boiler, isn't it?

-Yes.

-We have an arrangement, don't we?

-Yes.

-There's no issues, are there, my friend?

No. All good. All good with Naz.

See? No...

Baba - what's wrong? Baba! Baba!

-Mr Afzal?

-Out of the way.

No, Baba! Please, Baba.

Get me the de-fib now.

What's happening? Mr Afzal?

Just stand back - everything is going to be all right.

Where's your name badge?

-No. Please, please!

-OK, I'll pass on the message.

It was lovely to meet you.

What are you doing?

Cal?

-Hiya. Why's she calling you Cal?

-It's fine, I've got it.

Your name is not Cal?

No, his name's not Cal.

If your name is not Cal, then who are you?

Well, I thought his name was Max...?

Max. I see.

And, Max, are you really a registrar?

You've got to be winding me up?

No. I...

I'm sorry.

Look, I am just going to be honest.

I just, didn't think someone like you would...

..be remotely interested in...

..a porter. Like me.

Do you think maybe we can start again?

You know that dream of living in Spain? I'd park it for a bit,

Casanova.

You just got owned, mate. By a girl.

Yeah, thanks for that.

Good news, the spike is relatively straightforward to extract

and, mercifully, it missed every bone in your foot.

You should get a copy of that to put on your fridge or something.

Yeah.

OK, Rita's going to bathe your foot in saline and I'm going to

use an ankle block to numb the entirety of the sole of it.

-Thanks.

-Won't be a sec. Thank you, Rita.

See - you'll be back on your feet in no time.

Back on your foot.

Nigel?

Yeah?

-Is that your real name?

-Yeah.

I want you to know the police are going to be called.

Because your name isn't Nigel. It's Ben Chiltern.

Because you were in my house this morning.

And it's pretty obvious you're not going to tell me why.

So you can either try and explain.

Or you can go before the police are called.

It's up to you.

I am sorry.

Will he be OK?

I don't want you to worry about Mr Afzal.

What he has been doing is very wrong.

But I'm going to make sure it won't affect your chances of keeping your baby.

-It's not your fault.

-Are we in trouble?

No. Not at all.

I also want to let you know that I will be the hospital

representative at the strategy meeting with social services.

I will explain to them how scared Sally was

when the baby came early and how much you want to be good parents.

Can I go and see her?

I'm sure that won't be a problem.

Thank you.

Dr Chao? Why is Sally bleeding?

Sally? Can I get some help here, please?

Sally? I'm right here.

OK? You're going to be just fine.

We're just waiting on a porter then we'll transfer him.

He's not a bad man.

This fell out of your father's pocket.

Your father had a short-lived episode of VT,

likely triggered by the death of some heart muscle.

He's having medication into the vein to prevent it from recurring.

I'd hope he'd make a full recovery,

but he needs to be admitted for investigation.

My mum died 18 months ago. Cervical cancer.

Sorry to hear that.

I can't lose him too.

Baba, I thought you were a good man.

I am. I am a good man.

Then how could you take money from them?

How much trouble are we in?

Great. Gynae are ready to take her as soon as we can get her to theatre.

Everything OK? I'm just going to update the husband.

OK. Right, let's get the next bloods through the level one,

assemble her notes and transfer the monitoring.

I don't understand. How can this happen?

PPH is not unheard of even if the placenta is delivered.

-Surely we can do something? Pack the vagina?

-Absolutely not. We do nothing until Ash gets back.

She's going to bleed out.

If you want to make yourself useful, write up more fluids,

order another four units of blood,

and talk to her.

I've got to speak to theatre.

All right, Sally, you're doing well, darling, you're doing very well.

Sally. It's Doctor Chao here. You are going to be all right.

I'm going to be right here for you.

Charlie Fairhead, ED. You've got a Sally Jenks on the list.

I wanted to give you a heads-up - she's suffered a massive

post-partum haemorrhage and is now profoundly shocked.

Yes, Dr Ashford has informed gynae - just to let you know

that she will be up much sooner than we expected.

Yes, we've fixed up a gynae bed, but I suspect she'll end up on ITU.

OK, don't mention it.

What the hell are you doing? What did I tell you? Write-up fluids!

-Don't touch her.

-Lily, what are you doing?

-I'm simply re-examining...

All right, that's enough. Out the way. Out of the resus.

Now, Dr Chao!

The tamponade has come away

She's bleeding out.

OK.

Can we have some help over here?

Get her to theatre, please.

Taxi.

How much to the train station, mate?

£15.

I only did what I thought was best.

I'd already examined her.

You left her.

-Excuse me?

-You left the room.

As the senior consultant, you should have been there.

I was gone for a moment and Charlie was there carrying out my instructions.

You told me to look after her - to stay with her.

To stay with her in a pastoral role. As we discussed.

You know what really annoys me?

This isn't the first time you've overstepped the mark.

If it was, I could put it down to inexperience.

But you know what it makes me believe? That it's stupidity.

Arrogance.

Dr Hanna was absolutely right - the way you act, the way you treat

other members of staff, the way you treat good people - it repulses me.

How is Sally?

Dead.

She's dead?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Sorry, Dr Ashford? There's an urgent call for you.

Charlie, I'm sorry.

I lost my rag with you earlier more than I have with anyone

for a long, long time.

You really had better start listening.

Has um... Has Paul been told?

Yes, I've told him that as soon as she is out of theatre

they will take her up to ITU.

Sally? She's alive?

Of course she's alive.

Can you make sure all the notes are correct?

Thanks, girls.

Oh! It feels really weird.

The block should be working.

You're back.

OK. Let's try again.

Tell me your name.

-My name is Ben.

-On three. One...

Are you a nurse?

-Two...

-Yes.

-Are you a thief?

No.

-Three.

-Ow!

SHE CRIES OUT

Wow, you made a meal of that. But we're all done.

Oh, we're far from done here.

I'm going to call the police. Hand myself in.

No.

Then what? What can I do to make this right?

First of all,

you're going to pay back

every penny you've taken from them.

Then, you're going to take a step back from the business.

-Then who...?

-I'm not just a waitress.

I'll work every hour of the day

to get the business back on track -

if that's what needs to happen.

It was just a few bills. I fell behind.

I haven't finished.

Then you're going to take care of yourself.

Get better. Get healthy and help Sally and Paul.

Like I know you want to.

Because, Baba - you're a good man.

What's that for?

When I said I hadn't stolen anything, I lied.

I took this cash this morning, and I feel terrible. I'm sorry.

-That's OK. You can tell it to the police when I call them.

-Rita, wait.

Why did you take the money in the first place?

I needed some cash to get to an interview. A job interview.

And you missed it.

To stay with me?

-Yes.

-Hold on a minute. You still haven't said what you were doing in her house.

Until a month or so ago I was living with my folks, working in an ED.

But they kicked me out.

I was partying too hard, coming home late. They'd had enough.

-I know how they feel.

-Me too. Let him finish.

They completely cut me off. Then so did my mates.

Sick of me on their sofa and suchlike.

Even spent a few nights on a park bench.

That being said, so did Tony Blair.

Have you read his autobiography?

-No.

-No.

But my father owns a few flats in Holby...

And I thought - pick myself up. New job.

Get myself back on my feet.

So I stole a spare key from my dad.

Hang on, what's your dad's name?

Arthur. Chiltern. Mr Chiltern.

Mr Chiltern's my landlord.

-Exactly.

-So you've been staying in her house?

No. Well...

Yes. The loft.

Technically. Only for a couple of days.

I thought we had a poltergeist!

-Sorry.

-Can you get another interview?

No, they filled the position, they called earlier.

Working geriatrics at St James' isn't exactly at the top of my list anyway.

OK, this is a little bit too weird for me.

I'm going to let you sort it out amongst yourselves.

You can call the police if you want.

I was only trying to be honest.

What?

You have nice hair.

A few hours ago you were telling me he broke into your house

and now you want me to put your new mate, Lofty, forward for work?

Lofty? Oh, yeah - I get it.

But he's genuinely an experienced A&E nurse and a really good guy.

I'm a Band 5 nurse, Robyn. I'm the same as you.

I don't see what I can do.

Please.

Fine. I'll talk to Tess in the morning. I'm not promising anything.

Thanks. I really appreciate it.

Are you OK? Who's that?

-Night, lads.

-Night.

Maria, what are you doing here?

I'm meeting someone. A colleague.

You're a consultant - here?

No. I work in the kitchens.

What, you think you're the only one with an imagination?

-Hey, all set?

-Yes.

I know this lovely little wine bar just around the corner.

Sounds perfect.

Don't mind, do you? Shame for both of us to lose out.

After you.

Hey, you ready?

Yes. I'd like to go home now.

Max, you've met Ben? His mates call him Lofty.

-Do they?

-They do now.

Lofty will stay with us for a few days in Jamie's old room, if you don't mind?

I can't pay any rent but I make a fantastic flan.

Yeah. Cool.

-Sorry, who are you?

-Lofty.

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Come in.

How can I help?

Do you want to take a seat?

Today I was led to believe that a patient

I had been treating had died.

-OK.

-This was a lie. It was cruel and unprofessional.

And it was told to me by my mentor.

I want you think very carefully before you say anything else, Lily.

Dr Ashford is a bully.

I wish to lodge a formal complaint.