Gravity Casualty

You can have your inheritance on one condition. You leave here and you don't come back.

-I take it you know about Adrian and me?

-If you know it's over.

What with that agency nurse?

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

I don't need to know anything about Dr Ashford.

He has no right to bully me.

Why don't you want him to know you've been seeing me?

He gets angry and possessive.

He didn't have a breakdown and he gets to carry on with his life...

with my wife!

Did you hear me?

SHE SCREAMS

Oh! You frightened the life out of me.

You all right, mate, what you doing here?

Where's Iain?

We're just on our break, he'll be back in a minute.

Call him. Get him down here now.

Why?

That's between me and him.

Look, I told you he'll be back in a bit, OK?

And then we're going to get straight out, I've just got to restock the ambo, yeah?

I said call him!

Kenny...just...

answer this call when you get it...

please.

This is not PTSD.

I mean, this is something else.

Squaddies having a flashback, they don't do this.

This is him...

I don't know...angry at something.

He's...

He's got this insane idea that we're having an affair.

-Lovely. That's it, get it all out.

-Will this do?

Yeah, perfect, babe.

I'm so sorry, she was OK earlier.

It's all right. These kind of things, they happen.

Let's get her into my room. Up you come, you.

Just be careful.

-Woo!

-Whoa!

Hi, Lily.

What's wrong with her?

Someone's on the naughty step.

Question is...why?

I've had to send her home.

Is she?

Yeah, she's going ahead with the complaint.

HE SIGHS HEAVILY

It's not going to stay quiet for long.

I could do without this.

Thankfully, her rotation's nearly over and she's burnt so many bridges,

I can't imagine she'll be hanging around much longer.

Oh!

Erm, I'm just going to put this bucket...down there,

in case you're sick again.

-All right, oh, let her sleep it off, I'll keep an eye on her.

-Thank you.

MUSIC THUMPING IN THE BACKGROUND

Is that the last time you'll help another woman into my bed?

Hey, at least it gives us a moment on our own.

Hm, that's the thing...we kind of have to be at our own engagement party.

I'd rather we were just on our own. Yeah, OK.

LOUD MUSIC

Here they come.

ALL: Yay!

Nice one.

Hi!

How are you?

Thanks for coming.

All right?

PHONE BEEPS

Just going to pop out. Back in a mo.

Where're you going? Billy?

Single?

Er...what makes you say that?

Nice one.

PHONE BEEPS

'It's me. It's starting, OK?

I've been getting contractions and I'm going to get to Maternity. Bye.'

We're not supposed to deal with customers on their phone.

Yeah, well, sorry, love, gotta go!

I'm on my way. I've just got to pick something up from the ED first.

TV: 'I must be hungry. Nothing like missing your tea...'

Obviously, you can see I'm busy. What is it you want?

Listen to this!

LOUD MUSIC

It's one night.

Or are you so miserable you can't stand seeing anyone enjoying themselves?

It's not about me...what about Drew?

How's he going to sleep with that music blaring?

He's happy doing what he's doing, ain't he?

Once I suction out his trachy for the night, he's going to bed.

So if can you just turn it down...please?

All right?

All right?

If it continues, I'm calling the police.

Mac, it's Iain. I'm heading back to the station. Meet me there...

and listen, if you've seen Kenny, call me.

HE GROANS

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

'You have one new message.'

'Mac, it's Iain. I'm heading back to the station. Meet me there.

'And listen, if you've seen Kenny, call me.'

Let's have a look.

Turn it down!

HE SHOUTS

Sorry.

COUGHING

SHE SIGHS HEAVILY

Sweetheart, I'm going to be a minute.

Then I want the TV off.

-Then I will suction out your trachy, OK?

-OK.

LOUD MUSIC AND VOICES

Hey, Fee, do you know that bloke?

Oh, they work with Carol, she met them at the pub,

she didn't think they'd come but...anyway, she's sorry.

Nah, they're not bothering anyone. It's fine.

Billy, there's someone at the door.

-Don't go anywhere.

-As if!

If you don't turn it down, I am going to call the police.

Your son is not going to be able to sleep.

Don't call him that. Don't ever call him that.

-It's what he is...

-Billy? What's the matter?

What you doing? Why...

Listen! I've got a kid, he's not going to be able to sleep...

CHEERING

Stupid!

-Calm down, calm down.

-Get out of my way.

Wait, what are you doing?

Argh!

GLASS SMASHES

What are you doing? Don't you dare touch it, don't you...

-You stupid...

-What? You want it?

SMASHING SOUND

You're mental...get out...

SHE SCREAMS

CAR ALARM WAILS

Someone call an ambulance!

-Fee...

-Go to her!

Drew...

Mac?!

BANGING

Dixie?!

Jeff?!

Anybody?!

-So, what do you think it is?

-Hmmm?

All this Lily business.

I dunno. Maybe she threw herself at someone...

Ooh, yeah, maybe...

Don't you two have anything better to do than stand around and gossip?

It'd be fine if there weren't patients out there

-waiting to be treated.

-Are you feeling all right?

And if this was any of your business, you'd have been informed.

SHE MOUTHS

HE MOUTHS BACK

Cal's finished?

Oh, yes. He got what he came for.

I gave him his money. I doubt we'll see him again.

You don't sound too heartbroken at the prospect.

We got more than we bargained for here, kid.

We're going to need another crew, I think.

3006 to control we need another crew.

Can you help her, bud? Her name's Fee.

Short for Fiona?

Excuse me, darling.

OK, I'll be with her in two minutes.

-Mind your backs, please.

-Can you please hold her head

and keep it absolutely still until I say, all right?

-Right, you're going to need the scoop, yeah?

-Yes, please.

Right, does anybody know her? Know her name?

What's going on? She's bleeding here!

Be with her when I can.

Well, she needs help.

Mate, she will be seen to, but we have to prioritise.

Your girl's conscious and on her feet.

I won't forget about her, I promise. Mind your backs, please.

Thank you. Right, Dix, what have you got?

The left femur's compound.

There's a big piece of the distal end exposed.

There's a hell of a lot of venous bleeding with it.

Looks like the right femur's gone too.

OK, we need to gain access and replace her loss, please, Jeff.

Don't worry, sweetheart, we'll take care of you.

Drew...

Drew?

Trachy.

Trachy?

She said something about a trachy.

Can you help me, please, darling?

Can you come over here, love? We need a hand. Thank you.

Nice one.

Keep her head absolutely still until I say so, OK?

Mac!

-Mac, what happened?

-Get out, get away...

No, no, I've got to treat you. Was this Kenny?

DOOR BANGS SHUT

Are you sleeping with my wife?

No.

Stop lying!

Kenny, please. Why would you think we're sleeping together?

That night she didn't come home last week.

She's phoning you all the time, nonstop.

I saw the two of you earlier, thick as thieves.

We were trying to help you.

I came to you, spilling my guts about my marriage.

You couldn't even look at me.

But then I thought about it, right?

And the only way it made sense is that you and her...

Kenny, you have got this all wrong. Now, I need to see to Mac.

Right, this is really bad. He needs to be in hospital.

No-one leaves till I get the truth about you and Beth.

Does anybody know who she is?

No-one?

Jeff, we need to get a Donway splint on.

-You can't just leave us here.

-There's another ambulance on the way.

-My girlfriend needs someone taking care of her!

-What are you doing?

-You caused it, you moron.

-Back off! I never touched her!

-It was an accident!

-I saw it!

Right, enough! Brilliant. Both of you, go to the ED.

TV: 'You should try being a geek.'

GURGLING NOISES FROM TV

-TV:

-'What was that?'

HE GASPS

How is she?

I don't know. Can you talk to me, sweetheart?

-Trachy...

-Whose trachy?

-Needs clearing.

-Whose trachy needs clearing?

How are we doing for time, Dix?

Nearly there, love. I've radioed it through.

He's bleeding out. If he's not treated soon, he could die.

There's stuff in the ambulance.

I can get it, and I can staunch the bleeding.

Again, he thinks I'm stupid.

I've seen men bleed out, and this looks nothing like it.

You...you're using him to weasel your way out of facing me.

You're not thinking straight, mate. Right, you need to calm down.

Look at his head. He needs a hospital.

So I'm going to take him to hospital.

No.

-Are you going to stop me?

-Yeah.

Have you completely lost the plot?

Iain...he didn't hit me, it was an accident.

Think of your training, Kenny! He's ex-services, same as us.

You know better than anybody, you don't stand by when a man's down.

I can treat him here and now.

Are you going to help me,

Lance Corporal, or are you going to be the problem?

Oh, no, don't.

OK, OK.

Lou, is Noel about?

-Mm-hm.

-He'll download something onto his phone for me, won't he?

-Yeah. Why, what's wrong with yours?

-Adrian?

Nat. You all right? What are you doing here?

I was supposed to be picking you up.

Has it started?

-There was a little mucus discharge.

-That's common.

Is there a cubicle free where Nat could have a lie down?

-I'll see if one's free.

-Thanks.

Noel, will you do me a favour, mate? Sorry, love.

Listen, this is dead and my phone won't do it, right,

so if I tell you a song, will you download it onto your phone for me?

-Of course.

-Cheers, mate, thanks.

Are you going to come up and see the baby?

Yeah. Three.

OK, cheers. Let's get you settled, then.

Have we got an ID for her yet?

No. No ID for this one. GCS 12.

Pulse 125, resps 25.

Why was he here on his own?

I thought you two were meant to be a team. Where were you?

I...I asked him to drop some supplies over at the hospital.

I need your help, Kenny.

Can you pass me that bag of fluids?

RADIO: '3004 from control.'

I need to answer that.

-You'll warn them.

-I won't.

Stop lying to me.

RADIO '3004 from control. We have an emergency for you.'

Just think about this.

If I don't answer that, they'll know we're missing.

They'll have the police straight round here.

I don't care.

I swear, there is nothing going on.

RADIO: '3004 from control, are you receiving?'

BANG AT DOOR

Iain?

Iain! Are you in there?

Yeah! Yeah, I'm here.

Have you heard from Kenny?

He hasn't been back since you left.

I'm here!

Since he left where?

Where?!

When...when...you left and went berserk.

I...I didn't know who else to call.

-Kenny!

-That's funny, the doors are shut.

Kenny!

It's not what you're thinking.

What am I thinking?

That you lied about dropping stuff off at the hospital

when you were with my wife?

OK, I should have been straight about that.

I just thought it was the last thing you needed to hear.

Kenny, don't do anything stupid. Mac said this was all an accident.

-You walk away now, nobody needs to know. Right, Mac?

-Yeah...

We can sort this out later, when it's all calmed down.

See, the thing is...I could really mess you up.

But you still wouldn't tell me the truth.

Iain, open the door!

But if you don't care about your own safety,

maybe you'll care about someone else's.

Kenny, please, open the door.

He's got the entire place locked up. Police are on their way.

Is he your fella?

My husband. He went to Afghanistan with Iain.

Right, OK, so they're mates from the army?

All right, silly question, I know,

but would he be armed? He wouldn't have a gun or anything, would he?

No. I don't think so.

I don't know.

Right, I'm going to call Iain and find out what's going on.

Do you want to ring your old man for me?

I'll deal with these, hang on.

-Three...

-No, you won't do it.

You can't hurt someone in cold blood, you haven't got it in you.

-..two...

-I swear...

on anything!

-I haven't touched her.

-..one...

Kenny, you need to stop this

-before you make it worse!

-Don't tell me what I need.

KENNY'S MOBILE RINGS

IAIN'S MOBILE RINGS

KNOCKING ON THE DOOR

'Come on, Iain, open the door!'

You've not had much to say for yourself.

You're supposed to be taking my mind off...this.

Sorry.

Look, I think I should come home.

You can choose your moments, can't you?

Well?

You really think that's a good idea?

I don't know who we are together any more.

I love you.

And I've hated every moment of this...

..being apart from you and the kids.

I love you too.

But it wasn't enough, was it?

Right, C-Spine, chest and pelvis are clear.

There's still some active bleeding in the right thigh

and she's still tachycardic.

The real worry is still her abdomen.

Can we get a scan, please, as soon as possible?

Keep pushing the fluids through.

Then can we get some views on the legs, please?

-Have we got a name for her yet?

-No. Jeff and Dix said she was delirious

and talking about someone who we think might be a kid.

And a trachea needing to be cleared out was mentioned.

What was she doing at a party?

No idea.

She's not dressed for a party.

Her lower leg's looking very dusky.

We're going to struggle to reduce this before she goes to theatre.

Yeah, the open fracture's causing vascular compromise

to the lower leg.

I'm going to pull it and get a Thomas splint on.

Worst case - if we can't get a decent return of circulation,

she could lose her lower leg.

Just through here and we'll get you all sorted.

Do you...? The woman who fell off the balcony,

-has she been brought in yet?

-No idea.

Noel.

-Ready?

-Yeah.

OK, after three. One, two, three.

SHE MOANS

That's good.

Pedal pulse is up,

colour's looking a bit better. That'll do.

OK, skin traction on, please.

How many crews are involved?

Mac? It's me.

Give me a call back when you get this message, mate.

OK.

Someone's taken a crew hostage in the ambulance station.

They know it's definitely Big Mac and Iain,

but no word about how they are.

-I need to get over there, Tess.

-Yeah, me too.

Look, we finish in 20 minutes. Please, Tess.

Yeah, go, go.

Thanks.

SIRENS WAIL

HELICOPTER FLIES OVER

Jeff, what's happening, man? My mate's in there, you don't understand!

-We can't go any further. We have to get back.

-Is he OK?

-Yes, it's for the best, mate.

-Are you two based here?

-Yeah, I'm the duty manager.

We're trying to establish a line of communication.

-I could really do with someone helping us with the layout of the station.

-I can do that.

-Right, come with me.

-OK.

-Jeff, what's happened, mate?

-I don't know, we'll have to wait here, do as we're told.

-I came as soon as I could.

-I know, I know.

Don't worry, they'll be fine.

Why do they need guns?

TELEPHONE RINGS

Phones.

He's still bleeding out, he needs hospital.

I'm moving this thing.

I'm getting him out of here.

The only thing that kept me going,

the only thing that got me through was Beth.

And now you're taking her away from me!

Looking for these?

I promise, I'm not.

Stop lying to me!

You walked away from Afghanistan scot-free.

Kenny, no-one just walks away, mate.

-Shut up! This is nothing to do with you!

-She loves you.

Is that pillow talk, yeah?

-Sweet nothings, then have a laugh about Kenny?

-No.

All we wanted is for you to get sorted!

For you to live your lives together and be happy! Don't you see that?

'Kenny Archer, this is Inspector Crewes.

'Can you please answer your phone

'so we can resolve this peacefully?'

I've got nothing to say to you!

-Is that for Natalie?

-Yeah, I thought she might be thirsty

when she wakes up.

I hope this helps mend things between you two.

So do I.

Help!

Help!

-Oooh, it's coming.

-You all right, love?

-OK, we'll get her to Maternity. Tell them we're on our way.

-Yeah.

OK, no time for Maternity,

Peads Resus is free.

-Get a porter.

-Yeah, OK.

Are you happy standing?

Marcus!

'Marcus!'

-You banged this on a table?

-Yeah.

Well, you know what they say -

it's not a party until someone ends up in hospital.

I really want to get that X-rayed

just so we can check there's no more glass fragments in there.

And then, we'll get you all sutured up.

Is she going to be OK?

Yes, she's going to be fine.

Sorry to interrupt.

This is Charlie, our senior charge nurse.

Hello. I was just wondering, this party... It was your party?

-Yeah.

-The young lady who fell from the balcony,

we're having a real struggle trying to identify her.

I don't suppose you...

No, no...

I don't know, really.

It's just it seems she is a carer for someone.

Drew? Does that name ring any bells?

No.

OK.

Right, well, we'll get you booked in for the X-ray, OK?

Thank you.

Why did you say you didn't know her?

The less we have to do with her, the better.

I start telling them she's some psycho

who lives across the street,

they'll think that I did it deliberately.

Yeah?

And we know it was an accident.

How far gone is she?

Waters broken, baby's coming.

I don't think this is a good idea.

-You know, with you involved.

-He's right. It's a bad idea.

I'm the most qualified person here. All that matters is the birth goes well, and mother and baby are fine.

-Adrian!

-But if she knew...

-Tess!

I want Tess! Where is she?!

OK, I'm going to call Maternity and as soon as the midwife comes,

-she takes over, yeah.

-Of course.

TELEPHONE RINGS

HE GASPS

TELEPHONE KEEPS RINGING

TELEVISION ON IN THE BACKGROUND

HE GAGS

RINGING TONE

HE GAGS

HELICOPTER FLIES OVER

'Kenny Archer, pick up your phone, we need to resolve this.'

Why aren't they doing something?

They're seeing if they can talk him into giving himself up first.

They could tell us what's going on though, Jeff.

Oh! You're hoping to catch something juicy, are you?

Someone getting killed, huh?

Noel!

It's not your best mate in there, is it, Jeff?

Hey! How does this help Mac?

You are out of order, though.

We've checked out the side entrances you identified.

He's closed them off. There's definitely no other way in?

No.

If he's not speaking to you and you can't get in, what now?

We wait. That's fine.

I'm good at waiting.

What you said about Afghanistan,

me walking away scot-free...

Yeah.

No.

I killed our mates.

What?

How did you kill our mates?

Before he blew himself up...

..Naveed...

He...he got me out of there...

..and decided that I was going to live.

Why?

I don't know.

He just told me to wait...

IAIN CRIES

..and he went back to the lads...

..and when I saw what was happening...

I just froze.

I bottled it.

I should've stopped...

I should have seen what he was going to do

and thrown myself on him.

The lads died...

..because I'm a coward.

Hey, did you get your X-ray done?

-Yeah.

-All good?

-Yeah, it's fine.

I need to pop out for a bit.

Where are you going?

-I...something I have to do.

-Isn't Nurse Chiltern treating you?

Yeah, a doctor will give the X-ray the once-over, but I'll be back...

-It won't take him long. It didn't take you long, did it?

-No.

You shouldn't go anywhere until he's done with you.

I want you here. I still feel a bit wobbly, to be honest.

It can wait, can't it? It's not that important.

There you are. Cubicle three's free.

I'll take you there and then, get those X-ray results.

All right. Cubicle three.

Yep. Fully dilated, baby's head showing.

-Just give me something for the pain!

-Push, love, push.

-I am pushing!

-You're doing great. It's all going very smoothly.

-Just give me some drugs.

-Give her the Entonox.

-I want an epidural!

-She wants an epidural.

-Yeah, and I want cocktails with Justin Timberlake,

-but that's not happening either. This baby's coming now.

-This is not fair!

-She was like this with our other kids.

-Don't apologise for me!

-Natalie, we're nearly there.

-I wanted to get our song.

-What?

You had it playing when all our kids were born.

You said you wanted it to be the first thing they heard. Remember our first weekend together?

When we went to Knebworth? You said you wanted to be down at the front.

It took for ever but we got there, just in time for when our song started. We just belted it out.

It was the first time I ever heard you sing.

HE CHUCKLES

HE SINGS: Maybe I don't want to fly,

want to live, don't want to die...

Again, it's not going to take much, one more push.

..maybe I just want to breathe...

-Nearly there, one more push.

-Please, stop singing,

you always were a terrible singer!

-I know!

-OK, Natalie,

we're nearly there, nearly there.

Nearly there, just one last push, OK?

HE SINGS: You and I are going to live for ever!

Yes!

-Oh!

-Oh, it's a boy, it's a boy.

All yours.

Can you put one milligram...? Thank you.

-You were fabulous.

-Stay.

I wish I could, but there's always other patients!

Here we go.

Cheers.

Well, he certainly takes after his old man, doesn't he?

HE CHUCKLES

Well done. Well done.

(He's not breathing.)

I can't wait for the kids to meet their little brother.

What's happening?

Baby's not breathing.

What's the matter?

Pulse is around 120.

Resps 30, BP 106 over 60.

I want her stable before we risk moving her.

We've detected some free fluid in your abdomen.

An internal bleed.

We're going to take you up to theatre.

We are going to repair the fractured femurs in both your legs.

OK?

Drew...

Drew, is that your child? Is someone with him?

The pedal pulse is gone again.

Even with the traction, the fracture's slipping.

I'm more concerned about the bleed.

Let's get her to theatre straightaway, please.

That woman... Do they know who she is yet?

I don't think so.

Fee, when Billy said he didn't know who she was,

you didn't seem very happy.

I know it's your business, but they think there's a kid involved

who's not very well.

I just need to speak to Billy.

OK, his cubicle's just here.

Robyn, you got a minute?

Yes, sure. I'll just be a sec, OK?

We have to tell them who she is.

What? I've told you, we're not getting involved with the psycho.

We are involved!

Has she got a kid?

Billy! You know her!

-Yeah, she's got a kid.

-How old?

12.

It's going to be on its own, it's going to be terrified.

They'll find him. They'll get the address and they'll get to him.

They haven't found it yet!

They think the kid's sick.

He's not sick!

He's got cerebral palsy.

I don't get why you are so determined not to...

What are you not telling me?

Is he yours?

Cos you seem to know a lot about that psycho's kid.

Mine?

Be serious.

Don't lie.

Cos I will find out.

Fee... I...

..I never wanted her to have him, OK?

It was just a fling, an accident.

It was a long time ago.

I wanted her to get rid of it, but I had no say,

so why should I be stuck with it? Why?

I give her some money, but apart from that, it has nothing,

NOTHING to do with me.

He needs you now.

Either you tell them or I will.

OK, that's been a minute now.

Come on, mate, just one little breath, that's all you need.

BABY CRIES

Oh, yeah, yeah, you're good.

You're good.

Here we go, here we go, little man.

You are a little fighter, aren't you?

Hello.

She's got a kid.

The kid's got cerebral palsy, I...

I think he's at home on his own.

How do you know this?

I'm a neighbour. Her name's Cassie Blackmore.

She lives at 25 Kensington Street, it's the one behind Gardner Street.

All this time, you didn't say a word?

'I need an ambulance to go immediately to 25 Kensington Street.

'Jeff and Dixie were on the original call so...'

You didn't kill them.

It was all on that little scrote.

He lied to you, to us,

just to get close.

You're a soldier, Kenny.

You know this is the one thing in my life I'm not going to make OK.

I'd die before I hurt you any more than I already have.

So...

..if I can tell you the truth about that...

..why would I lie about your wife?

You wouldn't.

You believe me?

Yeah.

You didn't kill the boys.

Shall we end this?

Now.

BANGING NOISE

'That's it, we're in. Paramedics!'

HE GAGS

'Drew? Where are you, love?'

'Paramedics!'

He's here.

Can you hear me, Drew? Can you hear me?

I'm Jeff, I'm a paramedic.

-Let's have him on his back.

-OK.

Oh, he's properly cyanosed.

I've got a pulse...

just.

-Yeah, he's not breathing though. I need suction, Dixie, please.

-Yes.

Come on, mate, come on.

He is properly clogged up. Suction, Dixie, please.

All right, all right. I'm on it.

HE GAGS

OK, OK.

Yeah, it's clearing.

Good, good, you're doing well.

Good boy, let's get him in ASAP.

Come home.

If you ever do that to me again,

I'm coming after you with a rusty tin opener.

I'll take that.

Now, go tell the kids they've got a little brother.

Hi. Maternity's getting a bed ready for you,

so we are going to move you to cubicles for the time being, OK?

Course.

His trachea was clogging up.

We only just got there in time.

You gave us quite a fright there, kiddo.

Can you hold on a second? I just want to take a look.

All right. Just relax for me, Drew,

that's good.

Excuse me a minute.

Rita, can you make sure that Peads Resus is clear?

-OK, this is Drew Blackmore, he's 12 years old.

-Hello, love...

Well, he's here and he is alive.

Is he going to be OK?

Your conscience bothering you?

You see, Robyn tells me that you're a little bit more than a neighbour.

That child was dying and you did absolutely nothing.

-That's better.

-OK, Ash.

OK, can we get him through?

I don't know what's happened between you and his mum,

but he's still your flesh and blood.

In fact, we're probably going to do more for him today

than you've done in the whole of his life.

So, does that mean we can get out of here now?

You don't even want to know if your son's OK?

Fee, he's not part of my life.

I've got my reasons.

And I didn't want you to know because...

..I'm not proud of it.

We just got engaged, I didn't want you to think

-that I came with baggage...

-I don't care if you've got a kid.

Good.

But that boy needed help...

..and you did nothing.

And you made me part of it.

I see who you are, Billy.

-IAIN:

-'We are coming out!

'I'm opening the doors!'

Right, make sure you cover that door.

-If he leaves, it'll be from that side.

-He'll be OK.

He's practically indestructible.

You need to give yourself up.

Kenny, you need help.

I don't want to go to jail.

After everything you've been through, they'll understand.

They'll know you need more help.

And you need to be able to face Beth.

'We are coming out!

'We're unarmed!

'Opening the doors now.'

POLICEMEN SHOUT ORDERS

Which one of you is Kenny Archer?

Me!

Cuff him.

Paramedics!

OK, let's go.

It's Jeff. Dixie is here, Noel is here too, mate.

Hey, Mac, can you hear me?

HELICOPTER FLIES OVER

Are you breathing comfortably?

Uh-huh.

-Your heart rate and your breathing are fine.

-OK.

-OK?

Now, Drew, your mum's not very well.

She's going to be OK, but that just means

-that she can't look after you for a while.

-OK.

We've contacted social services for you. It's nothing to be scared of.

-You're going to be looked after, OK, I promise.

-Thank you.

Just so you know...you don't have the right to make

any decisions on his behalf, but if Drew's happy,

it should be OK for you to stay.

And can I say if you are going to be a dad to him,

you should commit to it.

Go on.

I know I've made some...

..a lot of mistakes, but...

A clean slate, yeah?

Let's see how that goes.

OK.

I'm sorry.

Daddy is sorry.

OK, Big Mac, nearly there.

Home sweet home, darling.

Here we go.

OK, his resps are up. Let's check his eyes.

How much saline has he had in him?

Two litres.

Right, let's get another line in,

a unit of O Neg and some IV paracetamol.

How did this happen?

He said it was an accident.

I think he fell trying to get out.

All right, let's have a look...

Ooh, that's quite a deep laceration, that.

Thanks, Jeff.

-All right?

-Yeah.

Good job Iain got the fluids just in time.

Any more blood loss and it would have been touch and go.

Let's keep pushing those fluids, please.

We'll get a CT scan ordered.

Mac, we need to get your head seeing to,

but then I've been saying that for years, haven't I?

Let's get you to CT.

CHEERING

Number four, that's it, number four.

Fletch? You up for wetting the baby's head tonight?

-Um...yes.

-Yes!

-Come on, back to work.

-Zoe, drinks for Fletch junior?

I'm sure arms could be twisted.

Dr Hanna, can I have a word?

Sending me home early looks...feels like I'm being punished.

It's nothing personal, Lily. I just thought it would be disruptive

having you and Dr Ashford working together.

-And that's not my fault.

-I need his expertise and experience.

You think anyone believes that?

Did you come in at the end of a really long shift

just to land this on me?

I will not hide.

Pub, dancing shoes?

Thanks, but I'll pass. I've got a stack of notes to code.

Lily, only if you're free,

I could do with a fresh pair of eyes on some of these.

Happy to, let me just put my stuff down.

Ash. Told you.

You lying little...

I'm just amazed at the lengths you'll go to for a two-week skive.

Very funny.

The time to start worrying is when no-one's laughing, my old son.

OK, CT is clear - no bleeds, no fractures.

Visiting time is over. He needs some rest.

Right, OK, we can take a hint.

Catch you later, my old son. Leave those nurses alone.

Look after yourself.

Oh, cheers, Charlie.

All right.

The police won't let me see Kenny.

I need to get him help and then get him home.

Will you tell him that I'm...

we're sorry.

Yes, of course I will.

Bye.

Iain...

You're going to have to sit down with me tomorrow

and go through everything that happened.

And the police'll need a statement.

You OK?

Yeah.