The Lies We Tell Casualty

-Ah!

-Where's Iain?

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

What are you doing!?

I'm simply re-examining!

All right! That's enough! Out of the way! Out of the resus! Now!

I said call him!

The way you treat good people, it repulses me!

How's Sally?

Dead!

I don't believe he was trying to make me a better doctor.

He was trying to humiliate me.

You can have your inheritance on one condition.

You leave here and you don't come back.

Hey!

Big day today!

Well, if you think

coming back to work after a week's paternity is...

is something to celebrate, right,

after seven nights no sleep on the trot,

you two are well mistaken.

Yeah, but I bet you're loving it, though.

Yeah, every minute of it!

If I fall asleep, one of you bounce something off me head, will you?

Yeah, how many photos do you reckon he's got?

OK, don't dab it, put some firm pressure on it.

Looking good, young lady!

Have you never seen a woman in a suit before?

Not this woman, exactly.

How are you feeling?

-Fine.

-Well, good luck.

I don't need luck.

MUSIC: "Take Me Out" by Franz Ferdinand

What?

Power to the people!

Yes, I know you've had a long wait,

someone will come and see you as soon as they can, OK?

Oh, this is madness.

Two doctors down and then Charlie is off to that hearing.

Oi! Mac's been asking to see you.

-Yeah?

-Oh, help us out here, mate.

The man's driving us crazy with his requests for stuff.

-He's complaining about the food, the...

-I'll see what I can do, yeah?

Doctor Hanna, we're swamped in here.

Louise, trust me, I'm doing everything I can.

I'm on to management for a new consultant,

and I have got a registrar locum covering today. Is he here yet?

Well, then, I'm afraid in the meantime

you're just going to have to grin and bear it.

Tell me you're not going anywhere, any time soon.

Not if I can help it.

Oh, sorry. I forgot. Oh!

How are you feeling? Have you got a good union rep?

-I didn't ask for one.

-Why?

-I didn't do anything wrong.

Besides, with Lily leaving us, I'm sure the Trust will see sense,

let the whole thing blow over.

MUSIC: "Can't Get Enough" by Bad Company

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

'Where are you? Are you nearly there?'

-Yeah. Yeah.

-'Frank's been on the phone already.'

-No, don't worry. I'm nearly there.

-'..now come on.'

I know, guys, you feel my pain.

Erm, what's in the box?

What do you think?

-Huh!

-This should make 'em sit up and listen!

Sally Jenks began to haemorrhage postpartum.

Like any concerned doctor, I decided to investigate the cause.

Doctor Ashford came back in the room, saw what I was doing,

-and ordered me out.

-For what reason?

He didn't want me to re-examine the patient.

Why? Because you could have made the situation worse?

-Yes, but that wasn't the case.

-In your opinion.

What was I supposed to do, let her bleed to death?

Let's just stick to what actually happened.

Dr Ashford found me in the staff room afterwards

and became quite verbally abusive.

I asked him how Sally was doing, he told me she had died.

With the implication that you were responsible?

'OK.'

Your new mantra, repeat after me,

no more gunpowder cocktails in high heels!

-Caleb?

-Nibbles!

-What the hell are you doing?

-Well, err, locumming.

Yeah, I can see that, genius.

The point is, you said you'd go. I gave you that money so you'd leave.

It's a case of needs must, I'm afraid.

-There are so many other hospitals.

-But I quite like this place.

I know my way around and the... natives are extremely friendly.

Well, most of them.

Listen to me, you're not doing this to me again, do you understand?

-Doing what? What are you scared of?

-Stay out of my way.

You swan off to the pub every night, you think everything's magically cleaned up around you,

you leave your hair all over the sink when you've had a shave!

-Will you back me up here?

-Er, um, I...

I had noticed. a couple of times. Bit of scud.

Yeah. See what I mean?

And don't even get me started on the underneath of the toilet seat!

Can't live with them, can't live without them.

-Sorry?

-Robyn, when she gets that bit between her teeth!

Right, let's get a few things clear. That's my stepsister you're talking about.

-Oh, I'm sorry, I...

-Just...

-There's got to be another way.

-Like what?

Stand at the entrance waving a banner as they drive right past us?

-No, of course not.

-If those lorries

get onto the site today with their equipment, that is it.

-It's game over. The frackers have won.

-I know. I...

I am done with passive resistance.

I want to get their attention, make them stop.

Trust me, I can think of far worse ways than blowing a few tyres.

Go! Eve, come on!

OK!

Rob!

Can you help me?

MUSIC: "Here I Go Again" by Whitesnake

-Rob!

-What is he doing?

-What are you doing?

-I'm going to see if he's all right.

-Eve, Come now, quick, come on!

-Quick, we need to get out of here.

Well, I can't just leave him. All right, it's OK, you go.

Eve! HORN BEEPS

Eve, come on! Get in the van!

-You all right, mate?

-I can't move.

It's all right, I'm going to get you out, all right?

Ahh!

Aahhhh!

That's it. Just pull yourself up.

There we go.

-Hurry!

-Give me a hand, he's trapped!

Get the other arm. All right, move him out here.

So what is it? Some kind of army thing?

-Loyalty until death?

-Has Mac's not said anything?

No, he's seems to think he's doing you a favour.

Rita, meet Frankie.

-I'd shake your hand but...

-Watch yourself with this one, Reet.

-Oh, yeah?

-He's been complaining of abdo pain,

and has had sickness and diarrhoea since the early hours.

-'I fancy a day out of prison' disorder.

-What?

RADIO: 'Holby Control to 3006, reports coming in of

'a major incident on Old Mill Road. Any chance of a quick turnaround?'

3006, on our way, over.

Right, Rita, I'm going to have to love you and leave you.

-No problem.

-Wait! I'm going to have to do a security check.

-Are all the nurses as pretty as you?

-Do you know, I don't think they are.

Both Charge Nurse Fairhead and myself,

had told Doctor Chao not to attempt any kind of investigation.

Why do you think she ignored you?

She's headstrong, wants to prove herself.

I'm guessing you're not big on someone challenging your authority?

-That's not what this is about.

-No?

I wanted her to know that her actions had consequences.

-By telling her a patient had died?

-You adapt your style to your mentee.

Doctor Chao is plain spoken, doesn't mince words.

I found that subtle direction wasn't quite working.

Lying to a junior doctor.

That is a pretty big breach of trust, wouldn't you agree?

Help! Please! Please, help him!

OK!

All right, darling, I'll take it from here.

All right, love, I'm Dixie,

I'm a paramedic. What's his name?

-Paul. Paul Evans.

-Right. Have you hurt yourself anywhere?

-Right. Have you got any pain in your neck?

-No.

OK, that's good.

Now I need you to stay nice and still,

I'm just going to examine you, OK? Well done.

-That looks nasty?

-It's fine, don't worry about me.

This your boyfriend? What happened?

We.... we were... we... just saw the crash.

-Paul pulled him out.

-Bit of hero then, your man?

Right, there's bruising to the chest wall, especially on the right.

OK, Paul, I'm just going to have a little listen to your chest, my darling.

I've only got a couple of months left on me sentence.

-Yeah?

-HMP Stonebridge.

Maybe you could write to us, get to know us better?

I'm not a big letter-writer.

So just send us your knickers then, that sort of thing.

-I'm not fussed.

-Trust me, you are asking the wrong girl.

Ah, why's that then? Got a husband or something?

-Something.

-Either you have or you haven't.

What did he do?

-Run off with a younger model?

-He's dead, actually.

Oh...

-How's it going?

-Let's just say, I'm glad you're here.

-That bad?

-Mmm.

-You will get through this.

-I shouldn't be the one on trial.

Lily has no self-awareness, she just doesn't get it.

Right.

Where's Zoe?

Look, mate, she's asked me to help you out in resus.

Boss's orders.

After you.

All right, this is Paul Evans, 32. He rescued the driver from a tanker

involved in an RTC just before it exploded.

We cleared his neck at the scene.

He's got some bruising to his chest, suspected fractured ribs,

GCS is 15, pulse is 80, BP is 120 over 60,

-Anyone with him?

-His sats are 98.

-Can we get hold of his old notes?

..and his resps are 28 and I've given him 5 of morphine.

-Let's get some monitoring on and a set of obs.

-Can you wiggle your bum over here for me, darling?

Right. Thanks, Dixie.

OK.

OK, Gordon, I see you've refused spinal care.

Right, his sats were 98 en route, they're dropping now down to 97.

Look after these two. They saved the bloke's life.

All right. Can you open your mouth, please?

Airway patent.

Why don't we look at that wrist of yours? It may be fractured.

No, I need to stay with Paul. I need to know he's OK.

Oh...

It's OK. I'll keep an eye on things.

Let's get this top off so we can listen to your chest.

Er...

Breath sounds are down on the right, can we arrange an urgent chest X-ray, please?

Sounds a bit dull. I think he may have a haemothorax.

-Start prepping for a chest drain.

-On it.

OK, Paul. We think you may have collapsed a lung,

so we're going to do a couple of X-rays.

Don't worry, you'll be fine. Can we increase the O2 a bit, Fletch?

-Any medical problems I should know about?

-No.

Is he going to make it?

Let's hope so.

She's overstepped the mark on numerous occasions,

carried out procedures way beyond her capabilities,

having been instructed not to.

That may be so, but the purpose of this hearing is to examine

Doctor Ashford's conduct, not Doctor Chao's.

Do you think his behaviour was justified?

-It was a difficult situation.

-You haven't answered my question.

Ash is a good man, I expect in the heat of the moment...

So you agreed with what he did, is that what you're saying?

His reaction may have been a bit harsh.

-Yes or no?

-Well...

No.

All right, just take care, Gordon. Relax, relax.

-Do you have any history of heart problems?

-No.

Are you taking any meds? Any beta-blockers or anything like that?

-No.

-Pulse is 35.

OK. Can you repeat the 12 lead?

And I'll give him 500 micrograms of atropine.

-You all right?

-Ah... Yeah. OK.

I'll just go and get the doctor, all right?

I don't get it, why didn't he just stop? Why didn't he brake?

I don't know. What have we done, Eve?!

-I didn't want someone to end up like that but...

-What if he dies?

What happens then? Have you thought about that?

We need to get out of here.

Soon as you're fit enough, we're leaving.

OK, Paul, this is the repeat X-ray of your lungs.

As you know you had a haemothorax but it appears to be settling well.

Any news on the group specific blood yet?

Um, it's just turned up.

OK, great. Let's run a unit of blood over an hour.

Any tenderness there?

That's nice.

I'll take that as a no.

Just going to listen to your chest.

His resps are a little high.

I'll have to do a blood gas.

HE GROANS

Is it sore there?

Any pain there before?

No.

Any alcohol, or drug dependency?

Nope, clean as a whistle.

Mmm. Let's hope so.

I'll do a proper abdo examination now. Thank you.

How we feeling, Gordon?

Hate hospitals.

OK, I've had a word with the cardiologist.

They'll see you because your heart's been dropping

its pace and going dangerously slow. Now, it says in your notes

that your GP advised you to see a specialist over a year ago?

-And doctors.

-Anything you do like?

Pigs.

You like pigs?

It was the pigs.

What?

Pigs. It was the pigs!

OK, let's get this on top.

I don't feel so good.

What is it? What's wrong?

Help him!

You're allergic to something. Can you open your mouth, please, Paul?

You're burning up. Any allergies, medical problems you haven't told me about?

-Throat feel tight? Feel light-headed?

-Yeah.

Stop the transfusion, remove the blood and the giving set and send it back to the blood bank.

Right, let's get him some saline

and give him 0.5 mills of 1 in 1,000 adrenaline,

10 milligrams of chlorphenamine and 200 milligrams of hydrocortisone IV.

What's the problem?

Uh, he's having some sort of reaction to the blood.

What was it O negative? Group specific or cross-matched?

-The cross-match wasn't ready.

-Who put the blood up?

-I did.

-Don't tell me you put it up without checking with the nurses?

-What?

-Well, did you or didn't you?

-No. I don't know.

-You don't know?!

Look! Just get off my case, will you? I can't think straight, please!

Doctor Hardy! Doctor Knight!

-Zoe, sorry. It's under control.

-I don't want to hear it!

I will not have my staff shouting in front of patients.

-Do I make myself clear?

-Yes.

-Crystal.

If you two can't work together, I'll get another locum.

It was just a misunderstanding. Right, Ethan?

Right.

Thank you.

He has no faith in my abilities and puts up unnecessary boundaries.

A few months ago, he complained

when I successfully removed a shard of wood from a patient.

Without a surgical review,

risking severing the patient's popliteal artery!

Let Doctor Chao finish, please.

He has this obsession with me being more empathetic with patients.

Is that something you find difficult, perhaps?

I'm a doctor, my role isn't to soft soap.

His blood gases show a high anion gap metabolic acidosis.

So he wasn't faking it?

No, no way. I just wish I knew what was causing it.

Some underlying condition?

He's not diabetic, and there's no sign of infection.

No, and there's no history of any solvent abuse.

Hmmm. Frankie?

Break it to me...gently, doc.

Is there something you haven't told us?

Anything you've taken that might have brought this on?

-No.

-Any previous illness in the past?

-Er, flu, the once.

-Oh, come on, Frankie.

Any family history of kidney disease?

That'd be the... least of their problems.

Look, we haven't got time to mess about here.

Is there someone who might know? Can you call a family member?

The Governor won't allow something like that.

I don't think you realise how serious Frankie's condition is.

We're going to have to keep him in and monitor him very closely.

Doc says you can call a friend, kidder. Who do you want to call?

Er, Ghostbusters?

It's just your mam, isn't it?

Suppose it'll have to be her then. Don't say I didn't warn yous.

-Right, can I leave that with you, Rita?

-Yes.

Good, the rash seems to be fading.

So, how long before we can leave?

-Leave?

-Yeah, I was just curious.

Um, sorry, Paul's not going anywhere for quite some time.

I've already paged cardiothoracics. As soon as he's stable enough

we're going to transfer him to a ward upstairs.

A reaction like this is pretty unusual. How did you get this?

I was, er, doing stunts on my bike.

-Bit of a daredevil as a kid!

-I was, er, showing off.

Eve? Can I take you away now so I can get that arm of yours sorted?

Won't be long.

Earlier on, I noticed another faint scar on the back of your pelvis.

Have you had a bone marrow aspirate?

Leukaemia.

-When I was eight.

-Uh, does she know?

If you've had multiple transfusions,

you'll be carrying all kinds of antibodies.

I'm going to need your medical notes and where you were treated.

I can't do that.

Look, whatever the problem is, whatever you're hiding,

you don't have a choice about this.

OK.

Can you, er...

Can you get my phone?

Thank you.

Understood.

Is that Frankie's mum?

Is she coming?

After that conversation, your guess is as good as mine.

According to the Governor, she's never once visited him in prison.

Not in two years since his trial.

What?

Uh, don't tell me, she's at the shops?

Getting her hair done?

-Wouldn't want me dying here putting her out.

-Give me the number.

I'm sorry. Have you Eve's X-ray, please?

We haven't done that yet. I've just got her hCG back.

-Do you need a moment?

-Please.

Today's not been exactly how I imagined it.

I kind of got that.

Did you know were pregnant?

I thought I might be. A couple of weeks.

Have you...told Paul?

No.

You...

You don't think he wants a baby?

I don't know.

I just got this feeling that he's holding something back.

I'll...

have someone sort your X-ray.

OK.

Excuse me?

Sorry, you can't be in here.

Right. If you need to interview him, you're going to have to wait.

-You're his doctor?

-Yes.

Well then, I suggest you let Rob decide.

Rob?

-What the hell happened?

-All I knew

is that the trucks were bringing in fracking equipment this morning.

-When, when did you hear?

-Late last night.

So you knew they were planning something?

No... Well, I had my suspicions.

Which is why we went down to the site, to find out what was going on.

-And what did you see?

-Nothing.

By the time we got there it was too late,

-the crash had already happened.

-You and Eve?

The woman who's dedicated her life to making things hell

for companies like Norova. You're telling me

-she was just some innocent bystander?

-Yes.

-That the driver?

-He's in a pretty bad way.

If he dies, Rob... I find out you've been lying to me...

-I haven't.

-I may not be able to protect you. Do you get that?

What that could mean for you?

The guys in blue are on their way. I'll do what I can,

-keep a lid on things.

-Thank you.

-Excuse me. You wanted these?

-Thank you.

You're a police officer?

What you just heard is strictly confidential.

It doesn't leave this room.

Lily has a lot of great qualities, huge energy,

drive,

but she lacks one important thing,

empathy.

I tried all different ways to encourage her to relate

better with patients, staff.

When I found her re-examining Sally, I thought...I've wasted my time.

Her need to prove she knew best, was more important than a patient's life.

Maybe I was wrong, but you had no right to do what you did.

Sally had just had a child!

She was vulnerable and she trusted me.

And you made me think I'd killed her.

Do you have any idea how that felt?!

You let me down.

I'm sorry.

I think we'll end things there.

We'll reconvene once we've made our decision.

MACHINE BLEEPS

He's getting bradycardic again! Heart rate's 38.

There's changes on the monitor, they look a bit ischaemic.

All right, let's get him a bit flatter

-and repeat the 12 lead in a sec?

-It...it wasn't my fault!

Gordon, I'm gonna need you to stay calm for us, OK?

There was something...in the road.

Ask them! Oh...

OK, Let's get the external pacer on him.

Pulse rate's 36 and I still can't find a BP.

You need to level with me, how long was he trapped in the cab?

A couple of minutes. We got him out as soon as we could.

So you were there, when it happened? That's not what you told your boss.

Did he see you?

-OK, all connected.

-Not our faces, no.

-We were wearing masks.

-Did you cause the accident?

I tried to stop them. I didn't know they had a stinger.

Who's "they?"

Eve?

-So, what does that make you, a spy?

-You don't understand.

-You're lying to her and to your boss.

-But I have no option!

I can't lose Eve!

-What happens when she finds out?

-She won't.

So, what are you going to do?

The only thing I can do, stick to my story.

You've got to promise me you won't say anything to her.

Please?

What is it? What's wrong?

Give him 100% O2.

Robyn can you fast call the Med Reg and let him

know we've had to start externally pacing him.

Right, this is us. It's been lovely meeting you.

-Mrs MacFarland? I'm Rita.

-Will this take long?

I don't know. Frankie's condition is deteriorating and...

I just need to know if it's as serious

-as you said on the phone, so...

-Yes. This is very serious.

He's got to have further investigations,

-stomach X-rays, scans.

-Mum!

-Talk to me!

-You wanted me to speak to a Doctor.

-Dr Hanna...

-Mum!

FRANKIE COUGHS

All right, Frankie, all right...just slow your breathing down for me.

Just focus on your exhalation. Slow your breathing down...

So, what would have happened if the last patient needed oxygen?

They didn't.

If you knew the cylinder was empty, why didn't you replace it?

Look, I made a mistake. What's the big deal?

-I can't have you on the job like this.

-What's that mean?

Whatever's going on in your head, whatever happened

between you and Mac... sort it.

She's right, mate. You're all over the shop.

Ah, "thanks for the tea, Jeff".

She could barely bring herself to look at him.

What did Frankie do?

All I know is it was a vicious attack on someone he knew.

-A pensioner I think.

-How long was he in for?

Officially another year but he's up for parole next month.

Will he get it?

It depends, they look at stuff like whether he's shown remorse,

and what kind of support networks he's got on the outside.

Like his Mum? So it helps him, her being here today?

-Yeah.

-OK.

It's clear, Dr Ashford, you had valid concerns regarding Sally Jenks' care.

And the fact that you have shown remorse is commendable.

That said, the Trust cannot be seen to condone this kind of conduct.

Your behaviour on this occasion fell wide of the mark.

For this reason, I'm issuing you with a formal written warning.

Do you have anything to say, Dr Ashford, before we finish?

See those white areas there in your stomach?

That's a residue from tablets.

-The thing is, only certain tablets show up on X-rays like this.

-Yeah?

Yeah, and given your symptoms of severe vomiting, abdo pain,

I'm thinking they're iron tablets?

Frankie, I can run more tests to confirm it

but in the meantime you're going to feel a whole lot worse.

Did you take iron tablets?

Fine. Let's get him in to HDC and get a serum iron

and a total iron binding capacity.

And start him on Desferrioxamine 15 milligrams per kilo per hour.

See you in there.

Wait! I need to speak to them.

OK, it's gonna have to be quick, the medics want to do

an urgent echo and an angio to find out what's going on.

Did you see them? On the side of the road. The masks...

Freaked me out...

..made me crash.

Why doesn't anybody believe me?

I wish we could help, truly.

If they think it was my fault, if they think it was me heart

that caused the crash, I'm gonna lose my job.

That job's my life!

What is it?

Do they know something about the accident?

-Just...don't.

-There's a man in there who's just

cheated death and now he's terrified he's going to lose his job.

-I know!

-Well, so do something!

What I said before, about Robyn...

Yeah, it was erm...a bit of a side blow that.

Don't really know where it leaves us.

Ha-ha! Obviously, I'm joking. She drives me mad!

So what we need is a plan of action,

next time she fancies one of her rants.

Erm...how about a code, er...a signal which means "get out of dodge?"

Yeah, it could work.

-So, like, "gotta feed the tortoise".

-Bit cryptic.

-Happy time?

-Interesting.

Are you all right?

I know.

Poor guy, fights for his life and then finds out that...

well, that it's being taken away from him.

If I could change things. I...

I doubt you could get his job back.

I should get back.

Have you told Rob about the pregnancy yet?

No.

You know his name?

He had to tell me, with a complicated blood history like that.

What do you mean?

As I said, that kind of reaction to being given blood is pretty rare.

Which is why we were so grateful his friend dropped in

-and gave us everything we needed.

-What friend?

-Jackie.

Well, I don't know anyone called Jackie.

Right, um... Sorry, I probably shouldn't have said anything.

I should go.

You were right, there was no excuse for what I did.

I shouldn't have let it get this far.

Well, it's your last day, let's just leave it there. Yeah?

Deal.

This is where I should sit you down and do some kind of exit interview.

-I don't think we should.

-You're a very talented doctor, Lily.

I never doubted that, but maybe the ED just isn't for you.

What do you mean by that?

Well, your placement here hasn't been a great success.

Maybe you're more suited to dermatology,

-or whatever you decide to do.

-So you think I've failed?

Zoe, looks like you were right.

Well, his serum iron's greater than 100 micromols per litre.

He's severely iron toxic.

Frankie, no more jokes. How many tablets have you taken?

Where did you even get these tablets from?

Are you anaemic, is he anaemic?

-His cell mate, I think he might be.

-And typically how many would

-he have in his possession?

-I don't know. Maybe a week's worth?

I'm sure it's more than that.

Could he have kept some back, like stockpiling?

OK, BP's dropping. Come on Frankie. You've got to help us out here.

Frankie, how many have you taken? Ten? 15?

20? 20? 20.

OK, let's increase the Desferrioxamine

to two grammes per hour. And can I have a blood gas please?

Did you know this would happen to you, Frankie?

You could have serious gut problems for the rest of your life!

He wouldn't be the first to do something stupid

-to get a day out of prison.

-He did this on purpose?

It's not what you think. Mum, listen to me!

You haven't changed at all, have you?

You'll never grow up, you'll never accept responsibility.

-You wouldn't come!

-I'm done.

-BP is 80 over 55.

OK, he's in shock. Can we hang up another litre of saline?

Can you get those off please? I said, get them off!

They're going to uh...take me up to the cardiothoracic ward soon.

Have you told them your real name?

No, of course not.

And Jackie? Who is she?

Ah. Jackie?

The doctor said that she came to see you.

-Wow, then the doctor is lying.

-Why would he do that?

Because he thinks we might have had something to do with the accident.

I don't know. What is it? What's wrong?

Wait. Where are you going? Ah! Eve!

Eve, wait!

All right there, mate? You OK?

GASPS FOR AIR

-He's dislodged the chest drain.

-Do you need to do another one?

No, it's not fully out.

I'll try and re-insert it by advancing the tube. Hang on.

-It's OK, can I get a suture? Caleb?

-Yep. On it!

That's not looking too smart.

Can you call the blood bank,

and request two units of cross matched blood urgently?

Pulling the tube must have exacerbated the haemothorax.

He's still losing a fair bit from the drain.

I'm really reluctant to clamp the tube.

Let's get him a gram of tranexamic acid.

-Robyn? How are we doing?

-They're struggling.

They've done the cross match but there's a risk of reaction.

Well, just tell them to get it down here now!

He's at risk of anaphylaxis. We shouldn't do another transfusion

-unless we absolutely have to.

-He's already had a big bleed,

the chances are this will turn into another.

He's stable enough for us to hang on a few moments,

give the TXA a chance to work, trust me, Ethan.

OK. Ten minutes. But let's keep a close eye on him, please.

Maggie? Maggie, wait!

Frankie didn't make himself ill to get out of prison,

he did it to see you.

Come on, if you don't come back with me now,

there may not be another chance.

I can't tell him it's OK, I can't.

-That would be like saying the last two years were for nothing.

-Maggie.

I thought by turning him away I could help him

to understand what he'd done, you know?

But seeing him in there, it's the same old Frankie.

It's all about him, it's all about what HE'S suffered.

You don't think you could be the one to change it?

He's never shown a shred of remorse.

Not when the police came knocking, not in court,

when he couldn't even look Alan in the eye.

Alan Chadwick is in his 80s now.

Frankie broke into Alan's house...

..and he fractured his skull.

He frightened him to death.

All for what? A couple of quid.

I assume for drugs, or whatever it was for.

What do you say to someone who's capable of that, eh?

I don't know.

But I do know he risked his health, his life, to get you here.

Eve Devereux?

I'd like to ask you a few questions about what happened today.

DCI Jackie Prior.

Jackie?

How could you do this to me, Rob?

Eve, please.

You've shared my flat. My bed. You made promises!

-And I meant them.

-I don't even know who you are.

-I love you.

-So many lies. I can't even bear to look at you.

-Look, just give it time, just...

-I'm pregnant!

It's early days, but he's stable.

-Mum?

-Tell me why, Frankie?

-I don't know.

-I shouldn't have come here.

No. Wait! Wait! Come on, Frankie.

You brought your mum all this way.

You can do better than that.

I needed money, I er...

I knew he had his pension.

He was just some old bloke, I thought it would be easy.

But he wouldn't hand it over. He started shouting at us.

I needed him to stop, to shut up.

And then he goes all quiet.

And he's just staring at us, all this blood over him.

Just looking at us with this look on his face, like he was...

I don't know, disappointed.

And I felt sick.

You want me to apologise,

but it's not enough! It doesn't change anything!

It's something.

I'm not putting in for parole. I won't harass you no more.

No more letters, no more phone calls.

All right. We'll see, OK?

I thought we were heading for a massive haemothorax. Good call.

-So how long have you known?

-Long enough.

Well, your sats are right back up there, resps and pulse are normal.

So, we're good to move him as soon as the ward gives us the call.

Dr Hanna, can I have a word?

Can you just give me a minute? Everything OK in here?

Right. OK, now.

Mac.

Ah! I wondered how long it would take.

-I was going to come.

-Yeah, were you?

I've had Noel and Louise driving me mad with their gossiping.

Yeah? It should have been me, Mac.

Come on, that would make you feel better, would it?

I'm starting to see a pattern here, boy.

The bloke who won't wait for fire crews or back-up?

That goes charging in no matter how dangerous it is,

as long as he can save somebody?

To play the hero?

-That's the last thing I am.

-Mmm, I know.

Cos it's not about that, is it?

It's about trying to redeem yourself.

But the trouble is, if you put yourself at risk,

-other people can get hurt.

-I know, if I could change anything...

Yeah, well you can, OK?

You go see Dixie, you get some time off,

you get help and you get sorted.

All right?

Cheers, pal.

I'm taking Eve to the station.

She's been remarkably unhelpful of course,

but your testimony will make the case.

There's not going to be one.

What?

I was there, Jackie. I planted it. The stinger.

-It was me.

-Don't do this, Rob. I won't protect you.

You'll be thrown to the wolves.

Your life is gone. It's over.

Hey. How are you feeling?

You know I've just had her in here, asking if she could stay on longer.

-Really?

-I couldn't believe it either.

-After everything that's happened.

-What did you say?

I said I'd think about it.

But I'm just making her suffer really.

And then I had Cal in here asking for a permanent position.

I don't know how that's going to shape up with Ethan.

-I think you should say yes.

-What, to Cal?

-To Lily.

-Are you joking?!

This is the same woman who got you a written warning today!

-I think I misjudged her.

-Then in that case so has everyone else in the ED.

You know there's talk of a big bash in the pub tonight,

-to celebrate her leaving?

-I know she's still got a lot to learn.

-You serious?

-You really want me to agree to this?

-Yes. Yes, I do.

So who am I going to get to make the tea now?

-I'm sure you'll find some other skivvy.

-Come here.

Group hug.

-Ah, nah, nah.

-Ah, come on! Come on!

Your tea's rubbish! Your tea's rubbish!

Good luck, mate.

Thanks for everything.

How about we spend an hour cleaning up the place

and then I rent us a DVD?

There's a great new rom-com I want to watch.

-Happy time?

-Yeah.

-What?

I'm seeing a friend tonight.

I've got tickets for a gig, so um... Yeah.

Yeah, I can't say it's been a massive pleasure.

Ah, that's what I was going to tell you.

there's a permanent position,

I'm going to be sticking around for a while.

-I had a horrible feeling you were going to say that.

-Ah, come on.

From the looks of today, I reckon you need me here.

I reckon I saved your skin back there.

-Oh, are you that delusional?

-Come on, I'll keep you on track.

Charlie.

Ash. I...

Ancient history.

Just so you know, we probably won't be losing our favourite F2 just yet.

Tell me you're joking! Who's responsible for that?

Me, actually. Long day. Drink?

Yeah, I think so. The first two are on you.