Strangers Casualty

-All good?

-If by good you mean has my daughter's chance of catching

any one of a dozen chemical diseases just risen by 200%, then, yes.

Just grow up, yeah? For your own sake.

Just for one minute, stop acting so flipping naive.

Fancy a curry or something?

Do you know what? That would be lovely.

My mother called me this morning and told me my father had died.

You stupid, incompetent girl!

Dr Chow has not made my life easy during my time here.

I hereby give notice of my resignation.

# So I will follow you wherever you go

# And if your offered hand is still open to me

# Strangers on this road we are on

# We are not two, we are one... #

We were listening to that.

-You'll upset her.

-No, she's asleep.

-BABY STARTS CRYING

-Oh, great. She was sleeping.

Hello...

Found some of Mum's old tapes.

We used to sing this driving back from swimming.

Well, me and Mum did. You used to pretend to do puzzles and reading.

Cal, half of my flat is pink.

Yeah, little girls love pink.

Do they? Thank you for that, professor!

Look, Matilda is growing. She needs her own space.

She's hungry.

No, she wants the music back on.

TURNS MUSIC BACK ON

Was there not any post?

Er, no. No.

No.

OK, can you at least buy some shower gel today, please, Cal?

-Sorry, what?

-We don't live in a prison!

Oh...!

# And if I feel tomorrow like I feel today... #

And can you open a window? Because have you never heard of VOCs?

# Change is always rolling on

# We are not two, we are one... #

SIREN BLARES

That's the last of the bananas. We're going to need a refill.

Do you think about anything other than that gut of yours?

What you going to do with the skin?

Chucking it back with the rest of them.

Oh, use a bag, you filthy animal!

SOUNDS HORN

Do not like the look of this.

Quickly! It's my mum. She can't get out.

This way! Follow me!

Right slow down, darling. I don't want you slipping.

Morning.

You've taken it off?

Yeah, it was sending out the wrong message.

Right, listen up, people.

Max, it's my baguette.

-Sorry, mate. I thought it was Robyn's.

-It's fine.

Can I have everyone's attention, please?

Unfortunately, this morning Connie has informed me

that Dr Munroe has left us.

-What do you mean she's left us?

-To go where?

She's probably been snapped up. She's going places, that one.

She just e-mailed to say that she won't be coming back.

So we should respect her decision.

She just quit? She didn't give a reason?

So that means we're another doctor down.

That's all I got, Rita.

Yeah, thank you. So if everyone can just pick it up today, please?

Lily, you were Alicia's mentor. Did she mention anything to you?

Hint at being unhappy?

I'm not sure. She seemed content.

Really? You know exactly what happened.

I don't know. Sorry.

We should take her at her word, Louise.

Lily just lost her father, we need to remember that.

I don't believe this. You don't know the half of it.

Here, come on...

Right...

Ethan's birthday. I'll take it.

It's fine.

No, no, I'll do it.

OK. Well, that's me skint again.

Make sure you get him a nice cake.

Where do I get cake?

She bullied Alicia.

Well, we can't jump to conclusions.

No, I witnessed it all.

-But she didn't put that in her e-mail.

-Ask Alicia.

This way! Please, my partner fell in!

And she's stuck down there!

All right, we're here now. Just try and stay nice and calm for me.

All right, love. What's your name?

Nikki. It's Nikki.

Jess?

Hi, guys.

Jess...

Er...

Couple of flesh wounds, scalp's nicked,

the usual bumps and bruises when you fall 60 foot down a hole.

Pride's killing me, though...

Do you know each other?

Right, bags I go in for this one.

You've got some bounce-back ability, mate, I'll give you that.

Just tell me this isn't some messed up HART drill?

I only took my eyes off her just for a second.

Olivia, stand back, please.

Right, Mountain Rescue will be here in a bit.

Great.

Cos the laceration in my popliteal space is pulsatile.

Right, I'm going in.

You're not going anywhere.

Dix, I'm going in.

Using what? We don't have the right equipment.

Oh, you've got to be kidding me?!

"Love Caleb...

"..and Toad."

Now, that is how we keep Daddy in the good books.

BABY CRIES

Hey...

Shush...

It's OK.

Shush....

BABY CONTINUES TO CRY

This is not in the plan.

Not in the plan for today, is it? No.

I'm here.

I'm here.

BABY STARTS TO SETTLE

I'm right here.

No heroics, please, Iain.

Jess?

Almost there, Jess.

Jess?

Keep speaking to him, baby!

Still here, don't worry.

Mummy?

Stay back, Ollie.

Mummy's fine.

Hey...

Hey, it's all right to be frightened, you know?

I get frightened sometimes, too.

And when I do, I put my hood up

and I zip my jacket as high as it will go.

Will you do that for me?

That's it.

Good girl.

All right? Now, you stay just there

and watch out for Mountain Rescue.

And when they come, you let me know, all right?

Good girl.

Will she be OK?

Your mum?

Yeah, she's Superwoman, isn't she?

Stay with me.

Dix, I need the bag lowering down, please.

Right, on it, son.

There we go...

There we go. Let's see what we've got, eh?

Ah...

38.9.

OK, that's not good.

Don't panic, Toad. Let's just take you in to see Uncle Ethan

and the others, eh?

That sounds good.

Yeah, sounds good, doesn't it?

No panic.

No panic.

Come on...

I am too good at this.

Dextrous fingers, you see?

You know, Dixie's convinced I'm walking out of here

with egg on my face if I try again,

but I swear we had something that day.

You have met my partner?

The more the merrier.

You don't give up, do you?

Sometimes never.

Ah... Enough of that.

Just bandage the leg and let's get a MIBS stretcher down here.

I wish we had time for such luxuries.

But alas, m'lady...

Iain! Argh!

Iain, Jess, can you talk to me?

Talk to me, please.

Jess!

Jess, oh, my goodness! Are you OK?

Yeah, we're all right!

They're here! They're here!

OK, can we have you out of there sharpish, please?

Right, lads, as quick as you like!

All right, fellas, let's hurry this up!

Right, we're a doctor down, Robyn is sick

and Mrs Beauchamp is away, as well.

-Yet the war goes on.

-Quite.

You and me front line, then, my man?

Er, I said I'd take minors instead.

Hey, are we good?

Yeah, of course we are. I just need to rotate more.

Yeah.

Fool is the man who don't rotate enough.

Ethan...

Hey.

Well, it is not the Starship Enterprise you're used to,

but for a couple of hill dwellers and a glorified bus driver,

-I reckon this is decent.

-Not a bad job.

-Leg feels nice and compact. Head's pounding a good 'un, though.

-Yeah?

'Mummy!'

Come up now, please!

Aye-aye, that's the kid on the line.

Jess? Hey, Jess...

Whoa, whoa, whoa! No, no, no, no! Can you hear me?

What?

Where am I?

OK.

Just lost you for a second there.

Don't worry, it happens to most women

when they come into such close proximity.

Defence mechanism.

I like to call it a swoon, but if it makes you feel better.

Is everything OK down there?

Everything's good, Dixie.

Tell my daughter she best have saved me a sarnie.

I am sure you're a discreet enough fella,

but no need to mention that to anyone, yeah?

Don't want to worry people unnecessarily.

You mean the swoon?

Good?

OK!

Beam us up, Scotty!

Maybe it's the window? Paint fumes? What did you say?

Yeah, VOCs. It's the same thing.

You did open the window?

Yeah, and it probably made her cold.

Well, she's taking water fine.

Eardrums are a little red.

Hey, look, it's probably viral.

Let's give her some ibuprofen,

re-assess her in half an hour and then go home and relax.

OK.

Do you want to...?

Don't even think about it!

Why is it going so slowly?

Well, they have to.

To be safe.

And don't say anything, but Iain's put on a few pounds.

Making steady progress.

Oh, thank goodness!

Oh, thank you.

It's all right, Jess, you are going to be all right now.

Nearly there, Jess. We'll soon have you on terra firma.

Steady on, lads!

Iain!

Oh...

Stay back, Ollie, we're OK.

I take it you've made the joke about me being too heavy?

Two steps ahead of you, sunshine!

They're fine.

Right, can we reel them in, please, gents?

Hang on... OK!

All right, Jess...

Maaaah! I've never actually seen a pink one before,

but I feel like I captured the essence.

Is this one of Matilda's?

Yeah, Jackson Pollock left a trail.

-Where is she?

-She's just here.

I still don't think I've bought enough stuff, but...there you go.

Right, guys. What do we think? Green or yellow?

-Yellow.

-Green.

Great help. Thanks.

Hello...

That wasn't there before.

Er...

It's probably just from how she was lying.

-No. It's a rash, Ethan.

-Then it's viral.

-Nothing to worry about.

-If it blanches.

I'll, er... I'll get Zoe.

OK, it's not blanching.

38.9.

Matilda?

She's pyrexial, she has a rash.

Probably just a little ear infection.

No, she'd be crying if it was an ear infection.

The rash has spread.

It can't be, can it?

There is no evidence of meningism

and her extremities are warm, so that's good.

It's not an obvious purpuric rash.

It's a maculopapular rash.

May well be viral, but let's play it safe and get a line in.

Right, some medical history, please, Dr Knight.

She...

Mother's health.

Type of pregnancy.

Immunisations.

Red book.

Cal, what immunisations has she had?

Diphtheria, pertussis?

-I'm not sure.

-Cal, Taylor must have told you something.

-Would she?

-Tetanus, hib, pneumococcal, meningococcal C?

-Come on, you need to know these things!

-I, er... I don't know.

I don't know.

Right, let's start with IV cefotaxime, 250 milligrams, please.

Just precautionary. Don't worry.

Right, this is HART team hero and, for one day only,

normal member of society Jess Cranham.

She's 31 years old.

Approximately 10.15, she's fallen 60 foot down a rock face into a cave.

She's got a deep laceration to her right thigh

with some arterial damage.

Airway clear.

GCS 15, pulse 90, but been variable.

Resps of 24. BP 110/70.

And she'll refuse pain relief.

Ignore that request. She's just stubborn.

This one here will keep her in check.

-Thanks for your help.

-Hiya, Lilly.

Jess!

I'm sorry, I didn't recognise you without your chemical suit on!

Incident commanders' course.

I'm glad I went or I'd have missed this lady

setting the intubation record with a...

Chemical suit on. We've been there.

Setting records? Why doesn't that surprise me?

Really, thanks for your help.

What's her problem?

Pick your tongue off the floor and you might see the trail.

The mouth on you!

-Anything, Charlie?

-No.

Try again.

Oh, Zoe, she doesn't like it when you touch her knees.

Cal, just give me some space, please.

-Cal...

-She's floppy, Zoe.

-Dr Knight, some space.

-Come on...

Right, once we've got this line in, we'll get a sample off.

Right, we're going to need to find an IO route here.

Right, let's get to the drill.

-Right, have you got the leg?

-Yep.

Drilling on three.

One, two, three...

DRILL WHIRS

Right, once we've got this sample off,

get the antibiotics in and we'll start her on some fluids.

Why isn't she crying?

She should be crying.

Please, Cal, let's get these bloods off.

-You just drilled into her bone, Zoe. Why isn't she reacting?

-Cal...

Why are you relying on an IO infusion

to rehydrate her if she's OK?

You've seen that she's now refusing oral fluids.

What do you want us to do?

I realise this is worrying, Cal, but you're becoming a problem.

Give me some answers, then! What is wrong with her?

This isn't helping.

Cal, they need to get the blood cultures sent to the lab.

-She's fitting.

-OK, right, Ethan... Ethan will you take him out of here?

-Calm down.

-No! No!

Can we call up 2.5 of lorazepam, just in case the seizure persists.

OK, look... Calm down.

Calm down?!

My daughter is on that trolley in distress!

And you're not helping her being like this.

-It's not your baby in trouble, Ethan!

-No. She's my niece.

And, yes, she is your daughter and it's horrible to watch, Cal.

But you need to be a doctor right now.

OK? You have to find a way to detach.

Detach?

I know.

OK, the baby in there needs you.

But calm and focused.

OK?

You do realise you're getting blood all over our equipment?

Can you get that seen to, please?

Yeah.

What's up with you?

I don't know. It's just one up for the hoi polloi, isn't it?

Superwoman's human.

I take it you missed that bit

where she hoisted your pack against the rocks,

despite her multiple injuries and a belly full of happy gas?

You take them Jess-tinted glasses off, Dix,

you might see the size of that hole.

-Excuse me?

-All I am saying is,

you spend all day abseiling down buildings,

jumping onto moving trains and you get snagged by the common picnic.

Accidents happen.

Yeah. Yeah...

Iain, do you know something I should know?

All right, she asked me not to say anything

so, obviously I'm only telling you.

How's the hospitality?

Brutal.

Wouldn't expect anything less.

Your CT was clear

and the X-ray showed no signs of bony injury or any deep FB.

The pressure has stopped the bleeding. That's good.

Louise, can you get me some saline and a suture kit, please?

We need to irrigate and close the wound.

We've cleared your neck. We'll sort your leg now.

But your BP is still concerning me.

Stress of being this side of the wall.

So how'd it happen, the fall?

I mean, I know you slipped, but...

it was a big hole, that.

Well, I guess I'm nothing without my uniform, eh?

How would I know?

You didn't think our drink was a...

What?

No!

Kid that cute, missus that gorgeous...

Just, sometimes you need to escape, you know? Get out.

Though, if you want to talk about anything else, Jess...

How is everything?

Oh, you don't look so good.

Er, Jess was just saying...

I was just saying that, er,

the engagement drinks thing is off, probably.

Oh, like you ever wanted to go, anyway.

How's Matilda doing, Zoe? I heard she was struggling.

Thank you, Rita. Can you keep people away for now, please?

-Is she settling?

-Don't worry, this is doing the trick.

Don't worry.

Cal, come over here. She could do with hearing your voice.

Come on.

Hey, Toad.

Daddy's here.

And Uncle Ethan.

That's it. Let her hear your voice.

Sing her a little song or tell her a story.

Go on.

# If I feel tomorrow like I feel today

# We'll give what we want and take the rest away... #

That's it.

# Strangers on this road we are on

# We are not two, we are one. #

Here she comes. OK...

-That's better.

-She's back.

Hey, little girl.

Why don't the two of you take a breather?

Yeah.

Cal...

Sure.

That's a good idea.

Lofty, can you sort this one out, please? He needs patching up.

-Nice one, Lofty. I'm starving.

-That's my lunch!

-Any change with Jess?

-Her BP's still all over the place.

Do you know anything about her lifestyle, any...?

-Drugs? No. No, not her.

-You need to speak to her.

Well, she's shutting me out. And her missus, she's got daggers for me.

Excuse me.

Hey!

-What's up, sweetheart?

-Please don't call me that.

I'm sorry. Sorry, Olivia.

Are you OK?

-I know you're worried, but...

-It's not that.

Right, listen to me carefully.

We need to work out what's wrong with Mummy, OK?

And, at the moment, Nikki is too worried and Mummy is too tired,

so I'm going to ask you.

Can you remember a time when Mum was sick recently?

Now, think really hard. It's important.

She came home early one time.

She didn't know I was there,

but I was off school.

Nikki was asleep and...

..she was crying.

It was work.

But she said not to tell Nikki.

OK.

OK.

You did really well.

These came for you.

It's four identical birthday cakes.

I had to spend £20 to get free delivery.

Right. But you do realise if you just...

I didn't have time to faff around. Thank you, Max.

-I suppose you'll need four candles now.

-Just one.

It was a... Never mind.

You really think I'm buying this butter-wouldn't-melt act?

-I haven't spoken to her yet.

-I have.

-Alicia left because of you.

-OK, I'm going to...

No, Max, stay there. People need to know what she's done.

All I have done is try and make an exceptional F2.

Well, she's not though, is she? Her career's over.

She should have said something if she wasn't happy.

What aren't you getting, Lily? You made her feel ashamed!

So ashamed, she quit!

What's it got to do with you, anyway?

Because it could have been me! Who's next, Lily?

Does everyone feel this way?

PHONE RINGS

PHONE STOPS RINGING

Let them.

-You had no right.

-She was worried.

-You had no right.

-So what's going on?

That job means everything to me.

And if there's something going on there, I'm with you.

I'll support you, Jess.

What is it? Is it Michael?

-It's not like that.

-Well, that's not what I'm hearing.

Olivia! Where have you been?

What is it?

Has she said something?

Nikki, please, stop.

Why is she so upset? What have you been doing to my family?

Right, it could be nothing.

-There's all sorts.

-It could be all sorts. I know.

That's what I'm worried about.

What? What could be what?

I can't have any more time off work. Michael plays by the rules, but...

But nothing. That's what the rules are there for, to protect you.

I need this job, Dixie. We need this job.

So what is it you're not telling us?

Or shall we call them?

Right, Lily, can you call Michael at HART, please?

Call him about what?

Jess... Jess, you're scaring me!

I've have blackouts.

I've had blackouts at work.

Oh, Loft... I know that geezer.

Pup breeder, type you don't want to cross.

Now, I watched him lift a guy my size, sit him on the bar,

orders himself a drink and says, "The lady's paying."

Well, unless he's giving away free food and signing off breaks...

Loft, come on, man, what's the problem? What's going on?

Is this anything to do with me having a go at you the other week?

Look, I know there was collateral damage. I understand that.

I'm just busy, that's all.

Sensitive soul, that boy.

Yeah, well, sensitive's not my forte.

How do you deal with the Loftys of this world?

You got to try and catch him first.

Mac...

You wouldn't do me a favour, would you?

If it's money, I'm broke. Anything else, you can try.

No. I'm talking about Lofty.

MONITOR BEEPS

She's developed an urticaria and she's extremely breathless.

-Chlorpheniramine?

-Yes, and some hydrocortisone, please, Charlie.

-Dr Hanna?

-She's anaphylactic.

Cal, are you or the mother allergic to anything?

I don't... I'm not, no.

OK, she's struggling to breathe.

Her anterior fontanelle's bulging. Oh, no.

I'm concerned about hydrocephalus. Thanks, Charlie.

Come on, Matilda.

Right, let's get her sedated. There's a good girl.

Oi, Caleb!

Where are you going? Matilda needs you.

Matilda needs a doctor. She needs treating because she's sick!

That's it!

What can I do? Really?

I can't help her, Ethan!

You need to support her, help her through it.

We need to help her. Together.

It is not about together, OK? You're not responsible for her.

OK?

It's not your fault when things go wrong, is it?

No.

I didn't ask for this.

-I didn't ask for any of this.

-OK. I know what you're doing.

All right. You know how I hate to disappoint you.

Don't, don't, don't...

you walk away.

You OK?

I don't know.

She's settling.

Why don't you go back in to Matilda? I'll go after him.

Erm... OK, thank you.

Right, I've asked Iain to come down.

He was with her the first time she blacked out.

Honestly, if I knew why, I'd tell you.

-Is that sore?

-The tendons, yeah.

Turn your head for me, please.

-Jess!

-Mum!

Lie her flat.

-Right, what did you do?

-Nothing. I just felt her neck.

MONITOR BEEPS

What happened?

She just lost consciousness. Looks like a vasovagal to me.

What's going on?

-Her heart rate is still the same, but blood pressure?

-Right down.

I've never seen this before, especially not in someone so young.

Iain, when she blacked out earlier,

-were you holding her neck?

-Yeah, I was taking her pulse.

-She just moved her head and...

-It has to be.

-What?

-Carotid sinus hypersensitivity.

Meaning?

Meaning she has an oversensitive carotid sinus.

Her blood isn't regulating properly

and the build-up of pressure here means sudden movement of the neck

or manual massaging of the spot, she faints.

-Right, well, she can't work with that.

-But it's treatable?

Surgery, yes. But she won't be setting any record for a while.

Let me tell her.

HE KNOCKS ON THE WINDOW

Sorry.

TOY RATTLES

It's, er...Ethan's.

He doesn't go anywhere without it.

OK.

I just need a breather, Charlie.

Really, I, erm...

Sure.

I thought it was going to be easy.

Yeah, the lack of sleep and the lack of time...

..and the constant mess to clean up.

I mean, does that remind you of anywhere?

No.

Not much.

But I did not expect it to be that hard.

Seeing her like that...

My little girl...

She's sick.

She had a bad reaction, Cal.

-She's getting through it.

-She might have meningitis, Charlie.

She might be really sick...

People keep telling me to put my doctor's hat on and just detach.

Like...I'm supposed to be able to just switch.

How can you do that?

Well, I happen to know her dad quite well and he's, erm...

he's a good doctor a very bright bloke,

so I wouldn't worry.

I think he's well up to the job of looking after her.

But what if I am not?

KNOCK ON DOOR

Zoe, Mac said you wanted to...

Nice one.

Mm...

Hey, are you OK?

My father, he...

..he sent me an e-mail.

My mum found it. She...

She had to log onto his account for some details for the will and...

..and this was in his draft mail.

After I passed my FCEM, he...

I wasn't going to open it.

"Lily, you made the right choice.

"I'm proud of you."

That's... That's beautiful, Lily.

That's all it says.

He never sent it.

I'm a good doctor.

That depends on what your definition of good is.

Louise, just get over it, OK?

This nonsense with Alicia is done!

Whoa, hang on, Lily...

OK, that's not the same thing.

I'm a good doctor!

Yes, you are. Your father was right, but...

Well, the way you treated Alicia...

I did nothing wrong!

If I was tough on her and she cracked, then I saved not only us,

but probably several lives in the process.

Who knows what mistakes she could have made in the future?

Lily, Alicia was a good doctor, as well.

She was a liability and her walking out proves that fact.

You don't see what you did.

I was right to push her. That's all I did.

-And if people can't see that, then that's their problem.

-Our problem?

Surely not you, too, Ethan?

Why are you all so determined to place blame at my feet?

Because you bullied Alicia, Lily!

Do you really not see that?

I'm sorry, but I cannot, I will not defend you on that.

Well, he's not wrong, Lily. You're on your own.

-Thanks, but I prefer ham and cheese.

-Are you kidding me?

Come, on man. What have I got to do?

-Look, I'm sorry, but...

-There you go.

Seriously?

-I mean, that's all it...

-I'm a simple man.

And I apologise.

Sorry...

I can't hear you.

I'm sorry for what I said.

I was bang out of order.

In fact, you know what?

I'm sorry to all of you.

I've been running around with a storm in my head.

Anyway, right...

I'm very, very sorry.

That wasn't so hard, was it?

-Now try it on one knee.

-Hey, don't push it!

Oh...

Whatever.

-You happy now?

-Yeah.

Zoe was right to be tough on me in there.

I'm an irresponsible dad.

Look, I am probably the last person who should be sitting here

dredging up stories about how you can overcome that feeling because...

..quite frankly...

..I messed up most of it.

But you keep on going,

because it's in you to keep on going.

Courage is what you need.

I'm not you, Charlie, though.

I honestly think I don't have any courage.

No-one has courage.

You find it. You will.

I can barely look after myself, though.

That's what we're here for.

We... We pick people up. We're here to pick you up.

Oh, yeah, but that's just it, Charlie.

Every time I mess up,

there's someone there picking up the pieces.

Only...

..this time...

it's not just a hangover and a few apologies to face.

There's someone...

..so fragile relying on me.

And she knows nothing of who I am.

That I...

That I run...

..and I hide...

because that's what's in me, Charlie.

Oh...

I'm going to turn into my own dad.

-How about that?

-You don't have to.

Nobody has to.

What's going to happen today is we're going to look after that baby.

A lot of nurses and doctors...

who've got half an excuse and a tea break

are going to be picking her up, cuddling her and loving her.

Then it will be the end of shift.

And then you carry on where they left off.

Now, what makes you think that you're going to run away from that?

You haven't yet.

Silly Daddy!

SIREN BLARES

I can manage without surgery. I just have to be careful.

You can't put lives at risk. You know that.

Sorry, but there's a guy from HART on the phone. Michael?

He heard Jess was here.

We have to tell him, Jess.

They need to know.

Please, don't.

I'm sorry.

Negative for brain swelling.

No tumour.

And no bleed.

We still have to keep an eye on her, though.

She's so small.

Look, I know this is hard.

No parent should have to see what Cal just saw.

It is not about Cal.

Not like that.

She needs a dad.

And...

I don't think he's up to it.

I wouldn't join your bunch of poseurs if you trebled it!

Right, thanks, Michael.

You keep safe.

He sends his love.

He's a pompous git, but his heart's in the right place.

-So you think she's exaggerating?

-No.

Maybe.

Oh, I don't know.

It just doesn't make any sense.

He seemed concerned. He said she can take as much time as she needs...

and there'd always be a place for her.

I suppose you've got to ask questions of anybody

who rejects an all-expenses-paid pass from that lot.

Unless it's not that lot she's avoiding.

-Dixie, don't go there.

-You didn't hear her.

Her voice, the way she is with Nikki and Olivia with Nikki...

Something's not right.

Who do those belong to?

OK, thank you.

Sorry, folks.

Serious heads up. The SCBU bed is not going to be ready,

so they want us to do the lumbar puncture down here.

Right, let's get her on her side.

OK, if we can help in any way.

-We'll leave you to it.

-Where is Cal?

Cal's all right.

OK, let's just get on with this, please.

They want us to do the lumbar puncture down here.

It's OK. I can take care of her. You just go wherever you need to go.

This is where I need to be.

No-one is taking care of my daughter but me.

I've got this.

Hey, Toad...

Daddy's here.

Anti-depressants, Iain. What more do you need?

-It's not our place.

-She needs my help.

It's private, Dixie. Whatever it is, it's not our business.

-No, it's to do with...

-What, her work?

-She was reaching out to me.

-Dixie...

You don't get it, do you, Iain? She left these for us to find.

-Oh, please.

-And what if it wasn't an accident, eh?

Based on what? Listen to yourself.

Right, come on, I get it.

A button-cute little kid, two mums. I get it...

But you're running away with this one, Dix. It's taking over you.

Come on. We've done our bit.

I promise....

I promise, if you come through this, I'll, er...

..I'll get you a whole room...

..all to yourself.

And all your friends can come over and have sleepovers...

..or virtual reality sleepovers.

Or whatever little girls do in the future.

Now, let's just make sure this liquid's clear, OK?

But if it's not, then we'll deal with that, too.

-It's clear.

-It's clear.

It still has to go up to the lab.

We know. We know.

SCBU are ready to take her.

Ethan, Rita wants to see you in admin.

Right.

Rita?

Happy birthday, Ethan!

-Here you go, son.

-Ah, thank you.

You're probably not hungry, but sugar's good for shock, so...

# For he's a jolly good fellow For he's a jolly good fellow

# For he's a jolly good fellow

# And so say all of us

# And so say all of us

# And so say all of us. #

SINGING CONTINUES

SHE SOBS

-I'll get the lift.

-Thanks, Charlie.

Addictive, isn't she?

Yeah, she's so cute.

I was talking to Matilda.

Max, don't.

You know, for all the time we spend together in this place,

I've realised that I hardly ever get to see you...

..I don't know, work your magic.

If only I had a wand, eh?

Let's go.

Jess...

I found this in the ambulance.

Don't take this the wrong way,

but let's hope we don't meet again, yeah?

Come on, girls. Let's go home.

Olivia...!

You take care.

MONITOR BEEPS

She's going to be OK.

Yeah, she's got good genes.

-Oi, oi...

-Hey.

I love what you've done with the flat.

That pink is a bold choice.

Oh, yeah...

Washbag's in there.

I couldn't find any shower gel.

And you had no clean boxers, either.

Yes, thank you, Lofty.

How's she doing?

Oh...

She's OK.

There's some post, as well.

As if I'd forgotten. Here's your post.

No worries, brother. Take care.

Thank you.

Happy birthday.

Auntie Lou...

Auntie Lou?

-Scratchcard!

-Scratchcard!

Win big.

Let's see...

She never forgets.

£2!

A win's a win.

Now, that is definitely yours.

Very good.

I should be annoyed with you, but that is a very cute little paw...

Oh, please, don't tell me that's the council tax.

You promised me you'd paid it.

It's the paternity test results.

I'm not Matilda's father.