Learning to Fly Casualty

-I have been suspended.

-No way.

I am just going to look at it as an enforced holiday.

Maybe a bit of travelling?

I am a little short staffed with no replacement for Fletch.

-What?

-And Charlie not being here.

-I thought he was in today?

-He was meant to be.

Jet lag, apparently.

Zoe. I love you, you know.

I know.

You ever get the feeling you are being followed?

The last couple of nights I've had a feeling someone's following me.

Just because you think everybody is out to get you doesn't mean they're not.

FLIGHT ANNOUNCEMENTS IN DISTANCE

Oh, I wish we could just lock the door and stay in bed all day.

-Yeah, be nice, wouldn't it.

-Mmm.

-Right, that's me.

-Where you going?

I am going to make a cup of tea, then I got to go to work.

-There you go.

-Lovely, thank you. You see?

It's how the other half of us have to live.

Ohhh.

Hey, love you...

Right, not really my colour but I will give it a go.

Ohhh, suits you.

-Thank you.

-SHE CHUCKLES

SHE SIGHS

DOG WHINES

DOG BARKS

CONTINUES BARKING

You should have stayed in bed, babe, I would have brought it up.

That's very kind of you.

Who are you?

How did you get in here?

I wouldn't. Killing your lover's husband is not smart.

Husband.

She's not told you about me? How rude.

No, no, no, mate, no, no, I knew she WAS married.

IS married.

So, you don't know about me...

..but I know all about you and my wife.

The wife who promised to be faithful.

Where's my tea?

I think we'll have the tea downstairs.

Three in a bed always gets a bit, erm... fractious.

Someone always feels left out.

-If you've got something to say, say it.

-Jeff...

No. Let's get this out in the open, shall we?

No, you know.... I'm with, err, Jeff?

Let's get it out in the open.

How about it, Samantha?

See that bloke is married to that Samantha that Jeff is seeing.

I thought I recognised that name - Kellman.

-You know she's a regular donor at this hospital.

-Oh. Financial donations?

Yeah, what other donations is there?

Hearts, lungs, kidneys... we are a hospital, we take anything.

Nah, strictly cash with her, Mac -

bang into her charity funds, apparently.

As long as it is nothing to do with dodgy toxic waste?

-Who knows?

-Now, that would be ironic.

How do you mean?

If the hospital was to receive a financial donation from monies

raised from illegally dumping its own waste.

Feels both right and wrong at the same time.

Do you think Jeffrey knows about all this?

Oh, I don't know, Mac. Do you reckon I should call and tell him?

SIGHING: No, he'll be here soon enough.

Yeah, he'd better had be. I need to get off soon.

-If he don't show up they won't let me go.

-Something special?

Yeah - we are meeting the vicar who's marrying us.

-Me and Dave, so, kinda special.

-Ah, excellent.

She rang me last night.

I'd only been back a couple of hours.

It was a bolt out of the blue.

It was a bit of a shock, but this is the ED - people come and they go.

"Have I still got a job?" I asked myself?

Though I'd happily have stayed in New Zealand, I found

the sheep spotting very agreeable.

-ASH CHUCKLES

-Maybe that's what Zoe needs.

Did she spill on the whys and wherefores?

Ah, well, I was still jet-lagged, wasn't really taking it in.

-How are you doing now?

-I'm all right. I'm fine.

-Welcome back, Charlie.

-Thank you.

Ash, can I have a word with you, please?

I'm in Tess's office at the moment.

So, they are doing her office up.

It's incredible. Mrs Beauchamp does exactly what she wants.

I know! Zoe's only been gone five minutes.

-It does seem a bit harsh.

-Well, I was thinking the opposite. I love the way she makes a decision

and she ain't scared about seeing it through.

-Milk and one sweetener?

-Mm-hm.

-Mm-hm.

Good morning.

Hey. So, I noticed you'd been given the dreaded weekend shift again.

You're on the ball.

Well, um, we could swap if you like?

No! Thank you.

-Why not? It sounds like an amazing deal.

-Yes, well, historically,

doing deals with you doesn't work out that great for me.

PIGEONS COOING

-Hey.

-Hey. Sorry.

-Hey, I thought you were never coming.

-Sorry.

How did you get away?

I brought the dog - she's outside. She's a great way to get out and see you.

You shouldn't need one. I blame Liam.

He started this.

Some of my family are just as bad. They all need to grow up.

How long are you doing this for?

I was only meant to be doing it for a couple of weeks.

Brendan?

It is Liam. Hide. Hide!

-You not finished yet?

-Won't be long.

When you're done Mum wants you to babysit.

-She's got something she needs to do.

-Yeah, get drunk.

Don't be so cheeky. Now hurry up.

I heard there was some work on that new housing estate, labouring.

No point me going.

My record, they think I'm going to nick their bricks.

So keep your stupid suggestions to yourself.

There is work if you look for it.

I'm starting that apprenticeship in a couple of months.

-I don't think so.

-What?

Who's going to do the birds? Who's going to have the little 'un?

But you said a couple of weeks. Look, this is a real chance for me!

I lied - all right?

HE GROANS

DOOR CLOSES

-You can't carry on like this.

-What can I do?

We get away from all this, from your family and mine.

-How?

-We elope.

Come on, isn't it what we both want?

-Yeah, but I...

-Then we do it.

We do it right now, and then we can't change our minds.

Come on.

Listen, mate, you have to understand.

I didn't realise the situation.

Really?

You didn't realise I was sitting in jail,

believing that my wife was actually missing me, like I missed her?

No, no, I didn't know.

I gave her everything she could possibly have needed.

Wasn't enough, was it, eh?

Look, I don't have to be here for this, do I, I mean,

you you need to talk, surely, you need to sort this out?

There is nothing to sort out. I know EXACTLY what went on.

And you... Mr Ambulance Man, you're no innocent.

You didn't care you were destroying my life.

You didn't give it a second thought.

Mate, I didn't know. All right? I didn't know.

I've got mates queuing up to have a go at a man like you.

You broke the first rule, pal.

-Last time, mate, I didn't know!

-Leave it Simon, leave it!

-Why did you do it, Samantha? Why did you do it?

-Hey! That's enough! Hey!

SIMON GROANS

GRUNTING

Stop it! Just get off him.

Aaaah!

SIMON GROANS

SIMON GRUNTS

KNIFE STABS FLESH

SIMON GROANS

HE PANTS

JEFF GROANS

Charlie? You got a sec?

Yeah.

Lofty, err, Mr Nisbet, could you complete his obs?

-I've done his BP.

-On it, Captain.

How was NZ?

Sheepy. Very sheepy.

ALL CHUCKLE

You've heard it's all change around here?

Yeah, Zoe told me.

You've... spoken to her?

I talked to her last night.

I've been talking to Mrs Beauchamp.

-Is there a problem?

-Only the usual. Not enough dosh.

Right, no change there, then.

So she's looking at private investment, cuts and savings.

So any ideas on how to tighten the purse strings will be gratefully received.

I've got one. Stop refurbishing her office.

ASH CHUCKLES It would save a couple of bob.

Er, this BP...? If it were that high, he'd be dead.

Shall I re-do it again?

Yeah, that might be a good idea.

This was on my allotment again. He was after my birds.

Oh, yeah? She tell you that herself did she?

Sorry. It was my fault. She saw a rabbit and ran off.

Not your fault the dog ran off at all.

It's what she's trained for is chasing rabbits, eh?

I told you if I caught him up there again...

You have a real problem with us, don't you?

-You could say that.

-What you got against us?

This... the way you live, like animals.

-And you'd know, pal, would you?

-Doesn't everyone know?

A gyppo's a gyppo.

Don't... please don't.

Liam, leave it!

What you doing here?

Brendan! Go away.

-What is the crack there?

-I know him.

How?

-Just seen each other around.

-Oh, have ya?

Well, now that you've seen her you can take off again, can't you?

It's not what you think.

-We're walking out together.

-You are doing what?

-He's a good lad, I promise.

You saw him, he was defending me. Just go.

You stay away from him, you little sket.

-Eh, what did you call her? Huh?

-Leave it.

Please don't.

-Come on.

-I'm with Bex.

-No, you're not...

-Brendan... Brendan!

-Hey!

I want a word with that lad. I'll see you later. Hey!

Don't hurt him!

So, they've sent a replacement for Jeff.

Probably some useless geriatric who has no clue what they are doing.

I might have been on a break, but I can still hold my own.

-Aaaah! Dix! Welcome back, lovely!

-Oh, thanks.

-Cup of tea?

-Please.

RADIO: 3006. Emergency call to Halewood Court, possible stabbing.

Police have been informed, paramedic on scene.

3006, received, on our way.

Right, give us the keys, Tamzin, I'll drive.

Get me up to speed en route. Mac, I'll talk later.

Right you are.

She tried to kill me!

Lie still, lie still. That is a deep wound you got there.

Get me another tea towel, please.

Quick as you can!

Get my phone out of my pocket!

Right, need to show that we're trying to save this man's life.

I didn't mean to do it.

I just grabbed the knife and it just happened.

All right. More towels, more towels, anything, I need to stem this bleed!

Hey lads, lads! You see that green shed there? That green one?

COUGHS HEAVILY

Hey!

Come here, you! Hey!

HE GRUNTS

Come here, you!

GRUNTS

Hello, Paramedics!

In here. We're in the kitchen.

Jeff?

Am I pleased to see you...

(Ah, Dixie.)

Right, let's see what we can do, shall we?

It's like I've never been away.

Don't know who's more relieved, Jeff, me or you.

Join the club. Do you want some?

Lofty.

Is, Max all right? He seems a bit down.

-I hadn't noticed.

-I think he's been dumped.

-Dumped? By the digital individual?

-By who?

The digital individual.

I don't think his girlfriend existed.

He made her up. A figment of his computer.

OK, if you'd like to come through here, please.

Erm. Let me just put you in the next cubicle.

Sorry.

Won't be a moment.

You OK?

Yeah...

..I, er...

I have to do a check-up for an insurance policy.

And, err, I need to do a twelve-lead ECG.

Oh, right. Do you want a hand, or..?

Er... yeah.

That BP... I put it right.

OK. Thanks.

Do we know what was wrong with him, or...?

Yeah, he'd been experimenting with alcohol and cocaine.

Up, down, down, up.

How do you work that one out?

Well, he was depressed, told me

he was trying to fight his way out of it.

Then when the bloods came back...

it just all added up.

It's just a question of getting the whole picture.

-Tip from the maestro.

-Yeah.

What actually happened? - It was an accident.

I-I was holding the knife and he slipped and fell on it.

Right, Tamzin, I'll take over.

Do you want to finish off Mrs Kellman for me, please?

You've lost weight.

Been eating properly?

You know me, I can't boil toast.

Pleased to see me?

Try "embarrassed".

What did I tell you about blondes?

-They have more fun.

-Not today they don't.

So what happened?

He hit Samantha and then he hit me.

I was out cold.

Caught you at it, didn't he?

Oh, I don't know, Jeff.

I leave you on your own for a few months...

On the plus side, you could always plead diminished responsibility.

Thank you, Your Honour.

Well, let's face it, you wouldn't be lying.

We've already started looking for a replacement for Zoe.

Any thoughts on the... er other issue?

I've got Charlie on the case.

He's been through every crisis known to man,

so I'm sure he'll come up with something.

I'd prefer it if you didn't mention this, obviously.

Sure. Good news is the ECG looks OK. You're still alive.

Yeah.

Get that insurance policy while you can.

I'll get straight on it.

Hello, Elliot, I'm glad I've caught you.

I just... I want to ask a favour...

COUGHING AND WHEEZING

-Where did you get to?

-They chased us to the shed.

-And they didn't catch you?

-No.

But nearly. They wrecked the shed.

But... your uncle, he tripped and I got away.

-Is he OK?

-Yeah - I think so. Your lot were with him.

Listen, my uncle, he just wants to make sure that I'm OK.

He promised my dad that nothing would ever happen to me.

And that includes going off with someone who isn't one of us.

-What's he going to do when we get married? He'll kill me.

-No.

He'll think that you're doing the right thing,

-that you're taking me seriously.

-You know...

I am VERY serious about you.

He doesn't know that.

He thinks you just want to get in my knickers.

-I do.

-When we're married. Come on.

HE GASPS

-This is no good.

-It's nothing.

Look at you. You nearly fainted.

Come on.

-Where we going?

-The hospital.

-No...

-It's either that or I go home.

Which is it to be?

OK, can you tell me what happened then, Frankie?

-I was attacked.

-That's not what he said when we picked him up.

-Said he fell.

-I wasn't thinking straight then.

-BP?

-163/89. Pulse 80.

You've got a nasty head wound there.

Yeah, looked like he hit his head on the concrete.

No, it wasn't that, it was Brendan Colver what did it.

Him and his brother ambushed me.

And hit me on the head with a brick. Owww.

COUGHING AND WHEEZING

-What they doing here?

-I'm not going to ask them.

-Look, let's forget it and get the train.

-And let you get worse?

-They'll kill me.

SIREN WAILS

COUGHING

-Tell me how you feel.

-What?

-Your symptoms?

What you going to do?

You need looking at.

I just need time to think.

Excuse me.

-Hi, Tess.

-Hi.

Simon Kellman, single stab wound in the abdomen with a knife,

approximately five inches in length.

GCS 12, pulse 110, BP 100 systolic, all right, Dix.

His sats are 96%, he's had 500 of saline and ten of morphine.

-Do we know how it happened?

-Ah, it's a bit of a grey area, Tess.

There was a kitchen knife involved, we got it with us though.

Do you mind stepping back, please?!

If you back up my side of the story that it was an accident, we'll be fine.

-Yeah, but that's not what you said at the house.

-That was just between me and you.

If we say he slipped and he fell on the knife,

it's his word against ours.

And once this is over, we can just go away, the two of us.

Sam, come on, babe, it is not that easy for me.

It is easy! I KNOW where he keeps his money.

(Come on.) Let's get you in. Come on.

-Lily, can I borrow you?

-Of course.

OK, Dr Chao will take you through and have a look at you.

I'll come and see you in a minute.

-Right. Let's get you seen to.

-I'm fine.

But, Jeffrey, if you're fine, I'm still in Peru.

Just do as I say, eh?

Acting on your instincts hasn't worked out too well so far, has it?

Come on, bud.

Uncle Frankie?

Ah! My BB, you made it.

Of course I did. Are you all right?

-What's happened?

-I was attacked.

-Oh, I thought that you...

We really need to move on, if that's all right.

This is my uncle. What are you doing with him?

We're just going for a CT scan, to make sure he's OK.

-Can you wait here?

-Who did this?

-Ah, you don't want to know.

-Why?

Because you're my little BB and I think the world of you

-and I don't want you getting hurt, all right?

-You have to tell me.

It was that lad you're walking out with.

No, you mean Liam?

-Him and his little brother. The pair of them set on me.

-But I thought that...

Do you think I'm proud that a couple of pieces of trash like that

got one over on me?

I'm not, but I'll deal with it. Now, go on, now.

And I don't want you going anywhere near them, do you hear me?

Yeah?

Hi.

Right, we need to cross match six units.

We need to do a FAST scan, check the liver and spleen are OK.

BP 100 over 60.

All right, let's keep pushing through, please.

Airways are clear. Do we know what the weapon was?

Yeah. A kitchen knife.

They attacked me, stabbed me.

Who's "they"?

My wife and the paramedic... Jeff Collier.

Now, hang on a minute.

Now is not the time to be throwing accusations around.

All right let's get on. Everyone...?

Right, that's good. Your temperature is normal.

I keep getting really hot and cold.

And that started today?

A week or so ago, but it's getting worse.

SHE COUGHS What about your breathing?

I've been really breathless. Really bad.

COUGHS

Anything else?

The cough... I've got this cough.

Right. OK. CONTINUES COUGHING

I'm going to get a doctor to pop in and see you.

Can't you just give me some antibiotics

and... I'll be out of your way?

Well, I could, and that would be good for me too but, er...

unfortunately, I wouldn't know what I was giving you the antibiotics for.

I'll just be a minute.

SHE COUGHS

COUGHS AND WHEEZES

PHONE RINGS

Brendan? What happened with my uncle? Please, tell me the truth.

I've told you the truth.

He was chasing me and then he tripped.

He's saying you and Liam attacked him.

And he's in here being treated.

I swear I never attacked him. He tripped.

-After that, what happened?

-I was going to go help him

and then I saw the others arriving so I ran off.

I swear that's what happened.

-I have to go.

-COUGHS

A doctor will be in, in just a minute.

Thanks.

COUGHS VIOLENTLY

PHONE RINGS

Bex...

-No, it's me.

-Liam...

My birds - they've escaped - you need to help me catch 'em.

I can't, I'm at the hospital...

..I'm really sick.

COUGHS

Hey.

So, he is stable but he is now saying that YOU stabbed him.

So it's your word against his which is ridiculous.

No, hang on, we are jumping the gun a bit here, let's not get panicky.

I suppose so.

Don't you need to get off? We'll sort this out.

(How you feeling?)

You...?

Sore.

Right.

Time to disappear. See you later, darling.

No, I can stay.

No, you've got an appointment. Let's go.

We need to talk.

HE COUGHS

The police are going to want to know exactly what happened.

(We say it was an accident.)

-If you love me, you'll do it.

-No, Sam.

-I love you, Jeff. You know I do.

-Sam, listen!

The last couple of weeks have been amazing, all right? Some of the best in my life.

-And I'm really grateful for that.

-Grateful?!

You make it sound like it was some sort of hand-out.

I don't mean it to sound like that.

But I'm not in love with you, Sam. I don't love you.

And I didn't know you felt that way about me.

I put my life on the line for you.

Mrs Kellman, we really need you to go to X-ray now.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

So am I.

(The state...) You off, love?

Yeah.

Or, or maybe not.

Maybe I might stay and call and see how Jeff is?

No, you need to focus, OK?

I've heard some of these vicars, whoa,

-they can make you jump through hoops.

-Yeah, you think?

I just don't feel like I'm in the right head space to go to church,

answer questions, so... no, I'm, I'm going to stay.

Dixie is with him.

Mac, I just need to make sure he's OK.

Can you do me a favour though, a big favour?

Can you call and tell Dave for me?

I just, I can't face him just yet?

Seriously?

Look... this is your wedding.

Do you not think Dave might be a tad disappointed?

Please, Mac. Just, please, call him.

I owe you one, yeah?

Thank you.

Excuse me. I need to find out about my uncle.

He came in this morning with a head injury?

-Reception should know.

-Can I just nip out?

I can't stop you. Smoker?

A friend.

A friend who won't come in and see you?

-It's a long story.

-Always is.

-Sorry?

No, it's just every time a friend's let me down

they say it's a long story.

Which usually means you never get to find out why.

-He won't let me down.

-No. Of course not. Why would he?

SAM SNIFFLES

Hey, you do know Jeff's going to be OK?

I thought we had something special

and now it seems like we had nothing at all.

He said that?

Maybe it's for the best.

SCOFFING: The best(?)

Yeah. Your husband's been stabbed, the police are involved.

It's best you concentrate on that.

And you'll look after, Jeff, will you?

-I'll be there if he needs me, yeah.

-Yeah, I bet.

-We're just work colleagues.

-Work colleagues!

Yeah, nothing happens between work colleagues, does it?

-It's not like that.

-Now I know why he wants rid of me.

This whole thing is just a big mess.

-You and Jeff being together could make it worse.

-For who?

He's told me he doesn't know what happened and I believe him.

Yeah, well, you would say that, wouldn't you?

You need to come clean and tell the truth.

To get your work colleague Jeff, off the hook?

Yes. If he didn't do anything...

He slept with me, he took what I gave him.

He used me and then he dumped me for a younger model.

You've got this so wrong.

Do you know what? My husband might have his faults,

but at least he knows a good deal when he hears one.

A good deal? What do you mean "deal"?

Just take it from me... prison visits are no fun.

Simon!

-You're still here?

-I was hardly going to leave you, was I?

-I'm sorry, this is going to have to wait.

-Please, can you just give us a minute?

-We need to sort this out, please.

-What was it?

-The uniform, or his talk of bed pans that did it for you?

-I was lonely.

I thought you were going to be in that place for ever.

So, you went off with the first man in a high-viz jacket?

No, you are the only person I've ever really cared about.

I'm sorry, Mrs Kellman. Someone will come and talk to you.

You and me, we're meant to be together.

I know that. You were the one who didn't.

Please! I was lost. We can do this together. Me and you.

Please, Simon. Just give me another chance, please.

-That's Mrs Kellman.

-Thanks.

We are a team me and you, we always have been!

Mrs Kellman? I think the medics have called time.

Let's find a quiet corner, shall we? All this noise... it's difficult to concentrate.

Your uncle has got a depressed skull fracture.

-From the accident?

-It was no accident.

We're just waiting on the neurosurgeons to advise us

-what the best course of action is going to be.

-Which means what?

Well, they may decide to operate to elevate the fractured bone

back into the right place.

Or they may decide that nothing needs to be done right now.

Do you want to see if your friend's still there?

-I'll take you back.

-Yeah.

-Ey.. ey.. eh? Back where?

-It's a long story.

Who's the friend, BB?

I'm sorry...

I hope it's not young Colver boy again, is it?

-Not after what he did to me?

-I know he didn't do this to you.

Oh. So I'm lying, am I?

No. Maybe you were mistaken. Did you even see who attacked you?

-I know who it was.

-Brendan wouldn't do this to anyone,

let alone someone who cares about me.

Oh, now you're choosing to believe him above your family,

-is that what you're doing?

-It's not about choice.

It's exactly what it's about. It's him or me.

Please, don't make me do this! Don't make me choose.

-I am telling you it's him or me!

-OK, let's just calm down, shall we?

Charlie. Sorry to have kept you waiting. Come through.

I'm surprised you managed to slip away, past Connie's eagle eye.

Well, yes. She doesn't exactly know.

I didn't want to fuss until I knew if there was anything wrong,

you know?

But, thank you for seeing me at such short notice.

No, no, no, no. Err..

Things are a tad lighter for me now that Jack Naylor's at the helm.

Right.

Please, sit.

He's going off. Quick as you can, please.

-So, you think it's serious.

-He sounded really bad.

Is it the same thing that you've got?

I was faking it.

Brendan was too scared to come in with half my family here.

Then we need to find him.

My brother rang me, he said he was here.

Yeah, there's no record of a Brendan today.

But I spoke to him.

-No... sorry.

-I want to see a manager.

This ain't a fast food joint.

That's Brendan's brother. If he sees me it'll all kick off.

Leave it to me.

HE CLEARS THROAT

You're looking for a... Brendan, is that right?

-Yes.

-And you are...?

-His brother, Liam.

-Do you have any proof?

-Why would I lie?

I don't know, plenty do. Do you have a driver's licence?

Here, this has my name on it.

CLEARS THROAT

Sorry, it's quite hot in here Perhaps it's all the excitement.

Thanks, perfect.

You are Liam Colver....

No... nope. No Brendan of that name.

He went off before we could do the scan.

Rigid and swollen. Must be a bleed.

-I'll catheterise him.

-All right.

Can we get the rest of the bloods brought down here please?

-And can we get another six units of cross match?

-Get both lines on pressure infusers.

-Do you want some Tranexamic acid?

-Please.

-BP's still dropping, pulse is still rising.

-Right, we need that blood now.

What did you say to the police?

What are you still doing here?

I thought you were supposed to go see the vicar.

Yeah. It got cancelled.

I've just been into resus and erm...

..Mr Kellman's got a lot worse.

-How bad?

-Critical.

-Does Samantha know?

-Yeah, she knows.

In fact, she's currently working on how not to take

the blame for manslaughter.

What do you mean?

Jeff, she's saying that you stabbed him.

Now is the time, mate, you've really got to come clean.

Yeah, but I didn't see what happened.

But you didn't stab him either

and she was the only other person in that room with you.

Yeah, yeah, but I am not going to make something up.

Why? She's making stuff up! What is wrong with you?

You have to fight back!

No, Tam, I'm not going to lie! I can't do that.

OK, fine. I'll tell you the truth. For me, Jeff,

this isn't just about this...

Jeff... Someone here to see you. And Tamzin...

Mr Collier, I feel like I know you already.

Miss Bayle, since you're on your feet, shall we start with you?

COUGHING

Max! He's here!

TXA in.

OK, once he is stable let's get him up to theatre.

OK, BP's coming up. 110 over 60.

OK. Heart rate?

Yeah. It's coming down. 80.

OK, that's done. Right, let's get him ready to move upstairs.

Turn the tap off. - Can I talk to my husband now?

Mrs Kellman, of course, erm, yeah, we'll give you a minute.

Shall we...?

I just spoke to the police, I told them what happened.

Which was what, exactly?

That Jeff stabbed you.

What did you tell the police about your injuries?

That he hit me and you came to my defence.

-And they believed you?

-Well, why wouldn't they?

Simon, I got what I deserved.

I will do anything to make this right.

Anything?

I was lonely, I-I was upset.

I would never do this again.

That's a certainty.

We're a team, me and you.

We were a team.

OK.

You so much as think of stepping out of line again...

Oh, I promise, I promise you I won't.

(What about the stabbing?)

That paramedic... he deserves to do time for what he did.

SHE SIGHS

CONNIE: Sorry, we need to get Mr Kellman ready for theatre.

Yeah, yeah.

Sorry, I didn't realise that was your husband.

Oh. And he's still here. Thanks to you and your team.

Ah, we'll continue to give him the best care we can.

Thanks. Seems my donations paid off.

I didn't attack him. I didn't touch him.

I swear it.

I know, I'm sorry. It was just when he said...

Hey, he just wants what's best for you.

I get that.

What do we do now?

Get you better. Then I'll think of something.

Liam knows I'm here. He called me about the birds.

He was desperate, he needed help.

I know, I saw him.

But we just need to focus on you for now, not him and those birds.

What sort of birds are we talking about?

Pigeons. They're a nightmare.

Mrs Kellman? Your X-ray showed a hairline fracture of your cheek bone,

but it should heal itself. This is for your follow-up appointment.

And this is for pain killers.

Thanks.

Also, we can put you in touch with a victim-support therapist.

A what?

We offer victim support for all patients who have been

subject to domestic violence.

Oh, no, thanks. I'm not a victim.

Really I'm not.

COUGHS

Has Brendan always had regular contact with these birds?

Last few weeks, Liam's made him clean them out and feed them

every day. His brother's so lazy, he won't do it himself.

-Did you hear that?

-Yeah. Psittacosis.

Sitta - what...?

Pigeon fancier's lung. It is caused by contact with birds.

Worth considering.

Let's start him on some oral Tetracycline

and contact the medical registrar. Nice one, Lofty.

-Yeah, it's seeing the whole picture.

-What will happen to him now?

We'll need to keep him in, make sure he's OK.

Hopefully, we'll get it under control

and there'll be no lasting effects.

You're not going near them birds again.

Why don't we leave them too it, come on, let's get a coffee.

I'm surprised Charlie missed it.

I think he's having one of those days.

Earlier he put in the wrong entry to a patient's BP.

Let's face it, most nurses are retired by his age.

And the chest pain

and breathlessness have been going on before you went to New Zealand?

Yes. I was just hoping it would go away by itself.

Why are medics the worst patients?

You tell me.

Charlie, I think it's most likely a touch of angina -

not uncommon in men of our age.

I can see you at the end of clinic tomorrow and we'll sort it out.

But, I think it's, most probably, nothing to worry about.

Just threw me, you know?

Thought, "Is this the beginning of the end?"

Well, we both know that a certain amount of anxiety goes with the job.

Yes, well...thank you for seeing me.

No, no, no, not at all.

And, erm, any time you're worried, just do what you did today.

Come and see me. I'll always make room for you.

Thanks.

Thank you.

So what's BB all about?

He calls me Bharraicini Beaga.

Again, literally none the wiser.

It's Gaelic. It means "lively toes".

I've always wanted to be a ballet dancer.

Well, "lively toes" I don't know what you're worried about.

I bet you can win him round.

You think?

Yeah, just explain to him that you were...

so unhappy you tried to run away.

-I'm not sure.

-Well, I am.

Besides, he's got to listen now he's laid up in bed anyway.

He may not like what you've got to say, but...

I'm guessing he'd rather hear it than lose you.

Come on. Cal.

Hi, Bex.

So, erm, as you are aware your uncle has got a depressed skull fracture

but no further complications, OK?

So, we'll send him up to the ward where we can keep an eye on him.

(All right?)

-Can I talk to him?

-Yeah, sure.

-(Hey.)

-Here she is.

I know why you said Brendan did it.

I know why you wanted me to stop seeing him.

Brendan isn't like his brother. He's like you.

He would do anything to make sure I have the best there is.

-You think I lied?

-No!

I'm saying that... you had a knock on the head

and maybe that's why you're confused.

I love you more than anything.

I don't want us to fall out. I'll always be your BB.

But I can't give up Brendan.

I can't.

But he's 16 years old...

he's a hormonal lad.

I know what he wants with you, I was 16 myself once.

How is he ever going to be good enough for you?

I'm a little confused. We're talking about Charlie?

I know it's blasphemy around here, but... Ash has been observing him.

You're in no doubt he's underperforming, are you?

He messed a patient's BP this morning.

All this from one blood-pressure reading?

I think his heart's not in it.

I mean, what did he say to you about New Zealand?

He told me he'd rather have stayed.

But we all say things like that.

It's more than just one remark, I mean, it's a

combination of things and concern for Charlie.

I wouldn't want him to lose the respect of the staff.

And I know what your budgets are, Tess.

I know what he costs.

But...

I know, I know, we're all feeling the pinch.

And you really can't let sentimentality colour your decision.

No, I do know that.

I mean, we all feel the same about Charlie,

but sometimes, you know, it's time to move on.

-How's it going?

-They operate tomorrow.

-Right, time to leave.

-What?

I did you a favour today, coming here.

Only cos you wanted me to help catch your pigeons.

-Whatever. You're coming home now. I need you to babysit.

-He's not well enough.

-He's not going anywhere with you.

-Not now or never.

-No?

Frankie said if we get married there's a little

space on site for a small van. We can have that.

Married?!

-(SCOFFING)

-You can't get married.

I'm not a kid any more, Liam. You are not going to bully me again.

I think it's time you went to look for your birds, mate.

Thanks.

Things move on.

You all right, Jeff?

Yeah, fine, thanks.

Listen, I think you better take this back.

I'm sorry.

Mr Collier.

Jeff, good to see you're on the mend.

Take a seat, please.

You're the last piece in the puzzle.

I'm more than interested to hear what you have to say.

So are a few others. I think we should get them in, charge admission,

make ourselves a few quid.

Save it for your memoir.

Look, it was silly of me.

I put us in a position that could only end badly.

And it did.

So, can you tell me

what happened this morning at the Kellman's residence?

I can do better than tell you.

-PHONE RECORDING:

-..trying to save this man's life.

SAM: I didn't mean to do it. I just grabbed the knife and it just happened.

All right, more towels, more towels! Anything! I need to stem this bleed.

So, er, they arrested her then, yeah?

Yeah, seems that way. Either way I'm in the clear.

All right, we're going to get some food. Do you want to join us?

-Um, no, ta, I've got to get off.

-OK.

-I'll catch you up.

-See you later.

You know, Jeff, you've been really, really lucky.

Yeah, I know.

No, I mean, in more ways than one.

It could have been you on the end of that knife.

-Well, what can I say?

-DRAWLS:

-Nine lives, baby.

Let's hope you've got nine more to go, hey?

Listen, Tamz... earlier, before the police interrupted,

you didn't finish what you were going to say, about it...

I was saying, Jeff, it's not just about you.

Because, what happens to you...

it, it affects me.

How do you mean?

You would have lied for Samantha if you loved her.

Like I lied for you.

VIOLIN SCORE