The Love You Take Casualty

Budgets are the new black, and we are very much in the red.

How about a little challenge to help stem the flow?

-Cal, see if you can awaken his competitive spirit?

-Hm.

I was a football widow every Saturday for a very long time.

Not for a while now, though.

I don't see how a game of chess is going to help us with the budget.

Yeah. Not how you play.

How's Mark? Is he still dragging you down White Hart Lane

every other weekend?

He's dead.

Mark's dead.

What do you see as your biggest weakness?

I'm a perfectionist.

I find it hard to switch off.

Ha. Everyone says that.

It's true. Sadly.

Tell me about the last time you were stressed at work,

and how you dealt with it.

Well, everybody who works in an ED gets stressed.

Anyone who says otherwise is a liar,

but if you're part of a good team, somehow, you cope.

What attracted you to the nursing profession?

The chance to do something bigger than me.

More important than me.

For what it's worth, I'd hire you.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Well...

Let's hope Tess feels the same.

One visit. On compassionate grounds.

That's all I'm asking for.

They'd never allow it.

-What, have you asked them?

-There's no point.

Well, can't you just tell them

that my mother is dying alone on a hospital ward.

-It's not going to happen.

-Come on!

Sorry, sorry. We're...we're fine.

You could go yourself.

You could take this. You could talk to her.

Can't you ask a friend?

I'm asking you.

Please.

I'm sorry.

No.

Try and relax. You're doing really well.

We're going to help you breathe now.

Can we have 20 of prednisolone

and continue the back-to-back nebulisers, please.

All right. Breathe through this mask.

We may need PICU.

Can we, erm, get the parents here, please?

OK. What have we got?

Severe asthma. History of atopy.

They mowed the school playing fields and left the window open.

Parents not with him?

Erm...teacher brought him in.

These veins are a nightmare.

Can we have an I.O. gun on stand-by, please?

Sats are still not picking up?

Yes, he's not shifting any air.

All right, if the nebuliser doesn't work, we may have to intubate.

So, let's have the RSI drugs on stand-by, too, please.

-Connie, can I have a look?

-Mmm?

Can I have a look?

-Oh, yeah.

-Thank you.

Will? I'm Rita.

Do you like spaghetti Bolognese?

Good. So do I.

I want you to imagine you're a string of spaghetti

all floppy and wet because you've been cooked far too long.

So, just let your arms go limp and your legs go limp and relax.

Just allow the magic gas to move inside you.

-Sats are picking up.

-Good boy.

-94...

-Huh.

-95...

Oi! Hey!

Ah. Someone is full of the joys of spring this morning.

No, I'm just pleased the delivery is here, that is all.

Ha, ha, of course, you are, Jeffrey!

The date went well then?

Yeah.

Did she take you anywhere nice?

Ah... I'm trying to get this done.

Well, no. Just cos... Judging from the bags under your eyes,

you didn't get much sleep last night.

-Well... you could say that.

-Ooh, you devil!

You seeing her again?

Yeah. Tonight, as it goes.

She's a game girl, I'll give her that.

Oh, well in that case, maybe you should take her out on a shout.

You know? Show her where the action is.

If the ambo's rocking, don't come knocking, right?

-What's this?

-Oh, nothing...

Just asking Romeo here about his big date with Samantha.

Oh, yeah, of course! So, it was good then?

Yeah. Good. Yeah.

Great.

RADIO: 'Holby Control to 3006, emergency call to HMP Belleville,

'35-year-old male suffered a serious assault.

'Injuries unknown at this stage, early update appreciated.'

3006 to control, received. We're on our way.

Quick as we can.

Come here, Mac.

They, erm, they can be tricky little blighters, those.

Yeah.

I'll go up with him.

-Good.

-You feeling better now?

Wet spaghetti?

Oh. It's an old trick.

She up for the senior staff nurse post today?

Yes. Why?

It's not often people surprise me.

Morning, Mrs Beauchamp!

Dr Knight. How's your little contest?

-It's as good as won.

-Good.

I swear those heels get higher every day.

Board meeting. Can you come with me to cubicles, please?

Yes. I can.

So, she's had a bit of a bump and persistent epistaxis,

as well as lacerations to her eye and her cheek.

She's just here. This is Kate.

This is Dr Knight.

Hello, Kate. You can call me Cal.

Right. Let's have a look at these injuries.

Can you, erm, tell me how these happened?

I hit myself with the cupboard door.

I'm just going to spray this into your nose

to try and stop the bleeding.

Hold that side of your nose.

Now, you might have a bitter taste in the back of your throat.

All right and could you pinch your nose for me? Great.

All right, we need to request a facial x-ray

once the bleeding's stopped.

How long's this going to take?

It shouldn't take too long.

I need to get going as soon as I can.

Look, I know you must think I'm some battered wife,

but I'm fine.

And erm...did the cupboard door do this to you, too?

Let's get that bleeding stopped.

He's taken a bad beating.

-All right, that's nice. What's his name?

-Mark.

Is he conscious?

Just about. He's in a bad way.

OK, what's he done? Did he grass somebody up or something?

Not exactly.

-I hate these places.

-You and me both.

Stay close to me, will ya?

-I intend to.

-INMATES CATCALL

Oh, here we go. More fun and games!

All right, boys. MORE CATCALLING

Let's have look. Watch yourself, mate, please.

All right, fella? I'm Jeff, I'm a paramedic. Can you hear me?

I'm just going to have a feel, all right?

HE GROANS IN PAINS

All right, you've got some tenderness there, yeah?

OK, we need a pelvic sling, some O2, a collar and board

and we need to get a line-in, OK?

And when you go outside, just keep them peeled, OK?

-Yes.

-I'll keep the chain long.

Chain? This guy supposed to be dangerous?

Not to us.

Well, OK. Sorry, is there someone that can go with her, please?

I'm sorry.

-I'm sorry.

-This is the second time this week!

I had to stop and help someone that was lost.

-And that took you ten minutes?

-I had to go with him.

He...he wouldn't have found it on his own otherwise.

It's not good enough, Lofty.

You have to start behaving like a professional.

-I'll make it up to you, I swear.

-Yeah, you will.

And you can start by sorting out the delivery in the staff room,

cos as usual the place is a pigsty.

Ah, it's all in here. Pattern of injuries have been increasing

over the last two years.

Bruising, black eyes, dislocated shoulder...

Let's have a look.

-Get your own patient.

-Charming.

Has she been referred before?

-Domestic violence, charity, police?

-Nah, doesn't look like it.

I'll speak to her. See if I can find a chink in the armour.

-Yeah. Good luck.

-Anything I can help with?

Why are you still here?

-Here. Look at this.

-A body?

What? No.

Thought I'd do a bit of busking later.

In the hospital?

Yeah, there's a small chance I might have spent my rent money.

-Here? Really?

-It's for charity.

Have you spent your rent money again!?

I'm raising money for charity.

Robyn, is Resus clear?

Ahh... Mrs Langton is still in there.

Right. Well, can we move her? We've got a Level One trauma coming in.

It's a CAT C prisoner.

This is Mark Richie, 35 years old. He was attacked.

Got lacerations to his face, fractured jaw,

fractured pelvis and bruising to his chest.

Was KO'd, GCS was 12, is now 13, BP is 90 over 60,

pulse 100 and sats are 93%.

Ten of morphine and 750 of saline.

And his BP has stabilised now.

And this gentleman is Derek.

Ash, just to let you know. Sex offences against a child.

-Right.

-Am I in the way?

Good work. We'll work around you.

-Erm, middle bed, thanks, Tamzin.

-Right, nearly there, Mark.

I'll take primary survey, yeah?

Let's get him over when we're ready then, please.

-His name is Mark?

-Yeah.

-Go on three. One, two, three.

-Hello, Mark. I'm Zoe.

Let's get another line-in, please.

I need a VBG, erm, routine bloods

and cross matching for six units, please.

OK, let's have a listen to this chest.

All right, we need a bowl and suction over here, please.

All right, Mark, take it easy.

Yeah, it definitely feels like he's fractured his jaw...

Yeah, and a couple of teeth missing.

All right. OK. Can you look straight ahead for me, please?

Tenderness to the right side of his chest.

Equal air entry bilaterally.

Can we get a FAST scan over here, please?

Hey, are you a nurse?

Any blondes work here?

What?

Any blonde nurses? Pretty ones?

No blondes. You'll have to make do with me, I am afraid.

You did well in there. They're not easy, those shouts.

Mmm, thanks, Jeff. I'm just glad that you were with me.

All right, tiger? I hear you're back in the dating jungle.

Yeah, something like that.

-What's she like? You met her yet?

-Nah, not yet.

Right, let's get a wiggle on, shall we?

See you later! OK.

Back down on my count, one, two, three.

OK.

OK, what've we got?

Uh... What haven't we got?

Scan have got somebody on the table, but they can take him in 15 minutes.

OK, can we get a plain film of his pelvis in the meantime, please?

Can you give me a moment, please?

'A Study of Production and Development in Health care Costs'.

Yeah. That's a little bit tragic.

Shouldn't you be with your patient?

Well, I am just taking a couple of minutes to strategise.

There.

Actually, that's quite good by your mediocre standards.

Yes, it is...

-Lofty. Have you seen anyone else by this board?

-Nope.

That's weird.

Oh, the, erm...dishwasher's broken by the way.

You OK?

Yeah, I'm just thirsty, that's all.

You got your job interview? Not nervous, are you?

You got me, Lofty. I'm a bag of nerves.

You'll storm it. They'd be mad not to hire you.

There you go. You only needed paper stitches.

There's no damage to your facial bones.

Next time, you might not be so lucky.

I'll try and look where I'm going next time.

Did someone do this to you, Kate?

I'm fine. I need to go now.

No. No! Listen! Wait.

I've seen a lot of women come in here, telling me they're fine.

That they can handle it.

It's part of our nature to think that we can fix things.

That we can improve any situation.

That only we understand him.

But those same women are brought back in here, broken.

Mentally, and physically.

Don't let yourself get to that stage.

-Accept help when it's offered.

-I can't.

-Yes, you can.

-You don't understand.

-Then help me understand.

-I'm sorry, I've got to get going.

-No, don't, don't go.

-I've been here too long already.

If you let us know, we can help you.

I wish it were that simple.

Hey, hey, hey, hey! It's all right! It's all right!

Can I have some help here, please!

-Who's this?

-He was in a locked car outside.

-Alone?

He'd smashed the window. So... Hey! We're just going to sit you down.

-Sit down.

-OK? Hey!

-OK.

-It's all right. It's OK.

-Calm down.

Louise, have the notes from the prison come through yet?

Ah, yeah, I was just about to bring them through.

-I'll take them.

-Hey, you know he's a kiddy fiddler?

-Really?

-Yeah, it's horrible. I hope they throw away the key.

Thank you.

-Lily? Did you move my chess piece?

-What?

Well, someone took my turn.

Someone who apparently is a chess genius.

-You're very sweet but why would I do that?

-I don't know.

Your chess skills are pitiable,

but I have better things to do than to help you cheat.

It's a great move. His queen is completely trapped.

Who else could have made it?

Tess! My son!

-Your son?

-He's gone.

Where was he?

-I left him in the car.

-Ah, right, come with me.

BOY GRUNTS

Calm down. It's OK.

Oh, my God, look at his hands!

He broke the window with a torch. Cut his hands on the glass.

-Is he autistic? Can he speak?

-No.

Hey, Jack, we're going to have to have a look at those hands, mate.

-Thank you, we can take it from here.

-But...

-Go!

Let them see your hands, you're bleeding.

See, that thing he does with his arms? I don't know why he does it.

-Jack, please, let the doctor see your hands.

-OK.

Why don't we leave him with Dr Knight for a little while.

Let him calm down? And let's find you a cup of tea.

I sh...should call my husband.

OK, Jack.

Ow. Ow.

Oh, for f...

Fine! We'll just have to use disposable cups from now on.

Did Tess ask you to do that?

Nah, I just did it for a laugh.

Of course she did.

I'm pretty handy with a screwdriver, if I don't say so myself.

Yeah?

Go on, then.

Mmm, that's a nasty pelvic fracture. It's likely to be unstable.

BP still 90 over 60.

He's hypovolaemic.

Mark, on a scale from one to ten, how bad is the pain?

Let's give him five more of morphine, please.

And can we get the orthopods to review him

as soon as possible, please?

CT's ready for him.

OK. Let's go.

I'll take him.

All right, that's another five of morphine going through.

Ready.

Jack, I need to look at these cuts on...

I want to check these cuts on your hands.

All right, would you, erm...would you like a sweet?

-No?

-Cal, can I help at all?

No, Ethan, thank you, I'm fine.

PHONE RINGS

I'm so sorry.

No, no. Could you just keep it on, just for a minute?

PHONE CONTINUES TO RING

Do you like music, Jack?

Thank you. You can wait outside.

I've got to stay with him at all times.

Well, he's not going to get up and run away, is he?

-You going to be OK?

-Thanks, Max.

-Did you read my letters?

-No.

-None of them?

-Didn't even open them.

I'm guessing you haven't told them here?

What...what do they think?

You're divorced?

Or just not met the right bloke?

I told them you were dead.

It's true...to me.

I can't give you a divorce, Rita.

Can't or won't?

OK, fine. My solicitor will be in touch with yours. OK?

We'll get you treated and you can be on your way.

No. You are going to hear me out.

You left me in there to rot.

Nothing for three years.

Not one letter, not one visit,

then divorce papers out of the blue.

I know how much I hurt you.

But you can't just cut me off.

Ten minutes.

That's all I'm asking for.

No.

Ten minutes.

Fine. Then I'll tell all of them here.

All of it.

I will not let that happen.

Aha!

Fixed it. Blocked filter!

Well done. Have you got that MP3 player?

You must have stuff you need to be getting on with.

Yes. Speaking to you.

Do you have any help?

Not really.

No specialist support? Respite care?

He did go somewhere for a day a week, but they stopped the funding.

And school?

When I can persuade him, he doesn't like it.

I can't imagine how hard it must be on your own.

Must put your relationship under a lot of strain.

If there's anything you want to speak to me about,

in confidence, you can.

It's my husband.

Are you OK?

I am so sorry.

Can you give us five minutes, please?

You think I did this to her?

I don't think anything.

I'm just making sure that she gets the right help.

I wish it was Miles. I would take that any day, over...

Show her.

Go on.

Is that Jack?

He doesn't mean to.

You can wait outside.

Erm, everything all right?

Yes, it's fine.

-Are you sure?

-Yes.

Rita, can we start cleaning off some of these lacs, please?

-How's he doing?

-Pelvic fracture

and we're still waiting for the trauma CT to assess stability

and look for active bleeding.

-These from the prison?

-Yeah.

Could be one for Interventional Radiology.

How are you feeling?

A little better for seeing Rita here.

Is there a page missing? Next of kin.

We don't have a next of kin for you.

Is there anyone you'd like me to call?

Yeah. There is actually.

My wife.

But I doubt she'd come if you called her.

Well, I can let her know what's happened.

I haven't seen her in three years.

Since the day I got sent down.

All right, erm, let me know when the CT's back. Thank you.

Right. These lacerations ready to be sutured?

Still miss her, though.

Every minute of every day.

OK, well, that seems to have done the trick. What did you put on?

Elton John.

Well, I was under pressure!

OK. You can change it if you want, OK, Jack?

OK, this might sting a little bit.

Blimey.

I think I've read that autistic kids don't feel pain,

but this is something else.

-Well, maybe he just feels it differently.

-Maybe...

You can help us if you like, Jack.

Here, you wipe your fingers like this.

And then that goes in the bin, like that.

Want to try?

Well done.

OK, brave lad.

We'll get these bandages on you

and then we can get you off and find your mum.

JACK MOANS AND GRUNTS

Is it too tight?

I didn't hurt him, did I?

Does it feel weird, Jack?

It's off, it's off, Jack, it's fine!

He doesn't like the bandage.

Ah, he's a bit funny with textures.

You ready to go home, Jack? Daddy's come to pick us up.

How about we go and get some ice cream, eh?

Would you like that?

You gave me such a fright.

OK, come on. It's time to go. We need to give these back.

-It's OK.

-Calm down, Jack. Jack.

SHE SCREAMS

-Are you OK?

-Mmm...it's just my shoulder.

-OK, let's get you up.

-Take it easy.

-Have you got her?

-Yeah. You go.

All right.

Did you see a kid run past?

Yeah, that way.

How's it looking?

Well, your modelling career is over.

Huh!

You know, you smell bloody great.

Coco Chanel and cigarettes.

Don't suppose you couldn't wheel us out for one, could you?

Afraid not.

Huh. Better have another hit of this then.

Got to take what I can get.

Take my advice.

Don't go to prison.

How do you know I haven't been?

-Have you?

-No.

Never got caught.

Very chatty with the sex offender.

Flirty, some might say.

-Max!

-Meet me upstairs in ten minutes.

-I can't. I haven't got time.

-Make time.

Don't talk to my colleagues.

I was just being friendly.

You have no power over me any more.

I will not listen to you. And you cannot make me.

This is the last conversation we will ever have.

Can you...can you get something out of my back pocket?

No.

Do you want me to ask Zoe?

Please.

Take it.

I know you probably burnt yours.

Just tell me you don't think about me.

Tell me you don't still love me, even if you hate me.

Rita...

Oh, Rita. I have to ask you.

-Do you have any history with this guy?

-No.

He knows your name.

Well, he probably read my name badge.

I've got to get to my interview.

Just taking her off to x-ray.

I know what it is. It's dislocated. I've done it before.

-I can get it back in myself.

-Don't do that.

He's not in the department. I think he went into the hospital.

Please, find him for me.

-I'll get security to search.

-But I know what he looks like.

OK, but don't be long.

I'll get him back. I swear.

Right.

You really want to have a word with your interior designer.

Lock the door

As I was saying, I haven't got long, so whatever this is,

I expect it to be pretty impressive...

Well, if you want to see something impressive,

I'm holding the wrong instrument.

I've heard all the jokes before, Max, and they're not funny.

-So, if that's all this is...

-Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Sit down.

Tell me again what...erm...

What did you say when you came in?

I said whatever this is I expect it to be pretty imp....

OK, Kate, we're going to reduce your shoulder now,

but we're going to need to give you some IV sedation.

No. I don't want it.

I'm afraid Entonox isn't really going to cut it.

I don't care. You can just do it.

It's really not something I'd advise.

-I'm three months pregnant.

-OK.

This painkiller won't harm your baby.

You don't know that.

I do.

If you're worried about autism, there's no...

Just do it.

-You sure?

-Mm-hm.

-OK. All right.

-Ready?

Just try and stay as relaxed as possible.

Does he run away a lot?

All the time.

Every time we go out.

-SHE GRUNTS IN PAIN

-Oh, that's good.

And from home, too.

I have to keep all the windows locked.

It's like I'm just some stranger he's always trying to run away from.

I'm sure that's not true.

We're strangers to each other.

You're his mum. I'm sure he knows that.

I can't understand when he's upset, or thirsty, or in pain.

Or if he feels any pain.

I took him to the hairdresser the other day

and he screamed so badly they had to finish it on the street outside.

I...I look into his eyes and I...

-Any joy?

-No.

..just see nothing.

I have no idea what he's thinking.

If he's thinking anything at all.

Kate, darling...

-..no sign of him.

-He'll turn up. He always does.

No.

Could you call this number for us? Anna Hargreaves.

-She's a social worker.

-Please, don't. Don't.

Oh, no. Sit back. Watch your shoulder.

Kate. Kate, please, just keep your arm as still as possible.

Please.

Thank you.

We have to.

SHE CRIES

Can you ask that nurse to come back in? Rita?

-She's left the department now.

-Where's she gone?

You don't need to know that.

Please. Can you ask her to come back in?

She's not available.

I'm asking nicely.

And I'm telling you nicely, she's not available.

You're very protective. What?

You got your eye on her, have you?

Dr Ashford?

Right. CT results are back.

Large retroperitoneal haemotoma.

Need to get him to IR.

Would you let Radiology know we'll be five minutes?

Right, Mark, we need to do a procedure called an embolisation

to relieve the bleeding in your pelvis.

-We're taking you through now.

-No.

I'm not going.

Sorry?

I'm not going.

She'll be in as soon as she can.

Thanks.

I'm not putting our son into care! I am not giving up on him.

It's not about giving up on him!

I can't watch my wife and my son tear each other to pieces.

We're banging our heads against a brick wall, day after day,

hoping for... What?

A miracle?

We thought he might grow out of it. He hasn't.

And he won't.

But...he's our child.

He's not a baby. He's getting bigger, stronger...

This...this is only going to get worse.

I'm sorry, but we don't have any other choice.

We...we do.

I wish you believed that.

But you don't, do you?

And neither do I.

-Please, leave.

-We need to face reality.

-No!

-It's not going to get any better.

Get out.

Get out!

Are you having pain?

Oh, OK. You're bleeding a little.

Let's get you back on the bed.

Gently does it, gently does it. OK.

Ethan? I've got to go and interview. Can you take over here?

-Yeah, of course.

-It's a delicate one.

-It's OK.

Hey, Ethan, what are you doing? Mate, she's my patient!

She got a free upgrade.

Hello.

-KNOCKS DOOR

-Max?

Yeah? Just give me a minute!

Sh, sh, sh.

-Hi.

-CLEARS THROAT

-What are you doing?

-Sorry?

-What?

-I'm just...working out.

You never work out.

Which is why I thought now would be a good time to start.

Right. Well, we need a patient taken down to X-ray.

Yep. I'm on it like an Easter...

-bonnet.

-Have you been drinking?

I wish.

-That was...

-Impressive?

No. That was...that was just lucky!

I've got to try and sneak out of here now, without...

Max... I've got to go.

Don't get your knickers in a twist.

(I'm not wearing any.)

Rita Freeman?

-Yes. Yes, that's me.

-Hi. Sarah Lewis, HR manager.

-Hello.

-Come with me.

Heartbeat seems fine. You'll need a check up with Obs and Gynae.

There's the little face there. Do you see?

Reminds me of seeing Jack like that. He looked so perfect.

He was such a dream baby.

He never cried.

Never made a fuss.

I thought I was the luckiest mum in the world.

It's not that people with autism don't have feelings, it's...

more that they find it hard to make sense of them.

I have read the books.

Yes. Sorry.

I'm trying not to be bitter. It's...it's just hard.

It's understandable.

It's not what you expected.

You're bound to feel cheated.

And angry.

But there are still things to enjoy.

You just have to look a bit harder.

He's insistent he only wants to speak to her. Won't say why.

Well, where is she?

Having her interview.

He's tachycardic.

He's losing blood faster than we can get it in him.

This is ridiculous.

-Mr Richie, do you realise what's happening?

-I do.

Without this very straightforward procedure,

it's most likely you will suffer a fatal haemorrhage.

-Do you understand that?

-Yeah.

Let's just get him to Radiology.

I said. No.

Oh, he's a ward of the state for goodness' sake.

I have the right to refuse treatment, don't I?

Same as any other patient.

No, we don't have time for undergraduate ethics.

Connie, he's right. Clearly, he has capacity.

Why are you refusing treatment?

I want to speak to Rita.

Well, Staff Nurse Freeman is not available.

-You can speak to her afterwards.

-You don't get it.

She won't listen.

People used to listen.

Now, this is the only way I have left.

I need to make her understand.

Understand what?

I wrecked her life.

BP's dropping.

So, I've been building my experience

across a wide range of clinical areas.

Developing my knowledge of palliative care pathways,

and I also took the RCN Sexual Health course.

And you have a special interest in child protection, is that right?

Yes.

Can you tell us about that?

His GCS is dropping.

Right, let's get another unit through the rapid infuser, please.

We can't keep filling the bath with the plug out.

-Let's just get him to Radiology.

-No.

Text Rita. I want her here. Now!

Well, I've...I've always wanted to, erm...

Had an interest in...

Excuse, me can I have some water?

Take your time.

Perhaps, you could give us some examples.

OK, so, erm...

Recently, a child came in and erm...

it...it looked like she'd been abused by her carer.

PHONE PINGS AND VIBRATES

I'm so sorry, excuse me.

-Go on.

-HURRIEDLY: Well, what I'm trying to say is

child protection is something I take very seriously.

It's something that we all take very seriously and,

well, I mean...

That's about it.

Is everything all right, Rita?

I'm fine. Sorry. Thank you.

Thank you...thank you for your time.

That's awesome! Wish I had some money.

I have a steristrip.

Thanks. What you doing round here?

Looking for a kid.

I'm trying to hide from Tess as well.

CAR HONKS

Jack?

What you doing here, eh?

It's OK. Are you coming? Are you coming, Jack?

You want to see Max? Hear the music, yeah?

That's it, Jack.

Ash? What's going on?

-He's bleeding out and refusing treatment.

-Why?

I was hoping you could tell me that.

-You need to tell us what's going on, Rita.

-I don't know.

He says he only wants to talk to you.

-I've got nothing to say to him.

-How do you know this man?

Right. There you are. He's inside.

-I can't.

-He's refusing intervention until he speaks to you.

Now, we have put six units, FFPs and platelets

and still can't stop the bleeding.

I'm not going in there. I have got nothing to say to him.

You listen to me. Whatever your problem is,

you get in there, you be professional and you do your job.

-No.

-Excuse me?

I said, "No!"

This is Max, Jack.

He's playing his guitar.

Do you like music, Jack?

Thanks for the text.

Rita. They need you in there.

Please, just go in and see them. He just wants to talk.

I know what he wants.

-He wants me to listen to his lies.

-What do you mean?

I've heard them all before. And I have fallen for them before.

-How do you know this man?

-Please, Ash, please,

don't make me go back in there.

Well, if you don't, he's going to die on that trolley.

Your choice.

Are you sure you don't want me to call your wife for you?

Well, we'll keep you as comfortable as we can.

We'll just be outside. OK?

Thanks.

I'm here as your nurse. Nothing more.

I know.

I'm not going to ask for your forgiveness.

I know I'm past that.

I just want you to understand.

I wish I'd told you the truth from the start.

I thought I could forget it.

I could make it go away.

I was under so much pressure at school.

You know how much I was drinking.

I thought you were going to leave me.

I just wanted to...

blank things out.

The booze and...

..and the online stuff.

Please, don't make me hear this.

She...she came onto me.

She wasn't a kid.

She was a young woman.

She was 13 years old.

She was your pupil.

I was weak. I was stupid.

She was everything you weren't.

She worshipped me.

She never questioned me, or made me feel stupid.

Don't you dare try and blame this on me.

This is not my fault.

I know. It's my fault.

This is all my fault.

I...I lost myself.

I needed your help.

I still need you now.

It's too late.

I've missed you so much.

I thought I was going to die from missing you.

Don't.

Have you missed me?

I missed the man I married.

Every minute of every day.

And you are not him.

I am. Rita, I am.

No, no, you're not.

Yes! Look at the picture.

That's the real us.

We just lost each other for a bit.

I know you still love me.

No, I don't. I don't.

Then say it.

Say it!

We belong together.

Is everything OK?

I'm ready for the treatment now.

Right. This BP is still not picking up.

Let's hope you haven't left it too late.

Right, you contact the surgeons, let them know he's agreed.

Thanks, Lofty.

Oh, is he OK?

He's fine. Been hanging out with Max.

Who's Max?

Show her the video.

Mark? Keep pushing the bloods.

Mark, can you hear me? Sats have dropped to 92, CO2's rising.

All right. We can't move him like this.

We need to go for a Rapid Sequence Induction.

Yeah, pass me the sux. Thank you.

All right, I'll reduce the ketamine in case he arrests on induction.

-OK, no, stop!

-What?

Don't use sux. He can't have sux.

Sux apnoea.

Right, 50 of rocuronium, please.

OK, rocuronium going in. Yup.

OK.

Bougie.

Inflate the cuff, please. Breath sounds are good.

Yup. Cricoid off.

Rita just gave me this.

Next of kin details from the prison. He's her husband.

What?

Miles? The social worker's here.

Don't wake him.

Did you not even think to pick up a phone?

I was...in the moment.

It would have taken you less than a minute to call us

and tell us you found him.

You cannot exist in your own little world.

You're part of a team.

And I need to know that I can rely on you.

But that being said, you did well with Jack.

He seemed to respond to you and Max.

And the parents needed to see that.

What's going to happen?

They're going to carry on with him at home.

Hopefully with a lot more support.

I think you showed them a bit of light at the end of the tunnel.

-Sister Bateman?

-Hmm?

I can't help noticing...

We've all noticed that you seem a little uptight since the accident.

Is there anything that you want to talk about?

A few of us are going to the pub after shift.

You could join us for a nice sherry or something?

Might help you relax a bit?

I'm fine, but thank you.

I mended the dishwasher!

What would I do without you, Lofty?

-Mrs Beauchamp?

-What are you doing?

-Yes?

-I just wanted to say nice move.

What?

I hope this isn't too presumptuous, but I'm taking it as a sign.

About who you're backing in our little competition.

Maybe, I can take you out to dinner? To say thank you...

Ah...

Oooh!

Tess? Need you in your office. It's Rita.

Ah.

Do you have any idea how many ethical

and professional standards you've breached today?

Not only did you lie about your relationship with a patient,

putting yourself in an ethically very dubious position,

you then tried to conceal the lie by taking his notes.

Not to mention the fact that you've lied to your employers,

your colleagues.

I mean, the lack of probity, of integrity that you've shown today

is absolutely disgraceful.

Rita.

Do you have anything to say for yourself?

-No.

-Then get out.

Connie, it's not your place to discipline the nurses.

This is my team. And I will not tolerate what I've seen today!

-It's Tess's team.

-She jeopardised a patient's care!

I will deal with my nurses.

Face it, bro, it's over.

Hope you're going to be gentlemanly in defeat.

Sorry?

Well, let's just say the gods AND goddesses are smiling on me.

HE SCOFFS

Two bottles of larger, please.

You deserve this. You did really well today.

Oh, thanks.

No, I mean it. I'm really proud of you.

Even if you are a bit of a div sometimes.

Most of the time.

Do you play any instruments?

What?

Right, my round, I think.

What are we having?

I was just saying that you guys did really well today with that lad.

-Mmm.

-And there is a great charity for autism.

And they're always short of funds.

So, I thought, with all the money that you've raised...

And the rest?

Right, I've signed us up.

An open mic night?

I'll play bass.

Can you actually play bass?

I played double bass at school. Grade 3.

'The Lodgers'?

Good, isn't it? Just came to me.

You're a genius...

Rita.

Rita.

Hey...

Why didn't you just tell us the truth?

I could have helped you.

I'm so sorry.

It wasn't your fault, Rita.

It wasn't your fault he did what he did.

I gave evidence in his defence.

I believed him.

So, I stood up in court and I told everyone she was lying.

It was my husband who was abusing her.

-Come on, let me walk you home.

-It's all right.

-I've wasted enough of your time today.

-Hey...