Maybe This Year Casualty

-We can keep visiting her.

-I can't.

Contenders, you will go on my first whistle. One, two, three...

HE WHISTLES

HE CHUCKLES

Who the hell am I, Charlie?

My real mum - she must still be out there, right?

Everything is good, Dixie.

Tell my daughter she best have saved me a sarnie.

A button-cute little kid, two mums - I get it, all right?

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

Ethan.

What if he's not my brother?

Dix?

You all right, mate?

I'm all right, Iain.

CHATTER

HE GRUNTS

MUSIC PLAYS: I Am What I Am by Gloria Gaynor

TURNS MUSIC OFF

Mum, I'm here, I'm ready, I'm immaculate.

Well, I say that, you should see the awful shirt they've given me...

-Don't you just love the winter?

-Mind out!

-Rude.

-Move!

PHONE RINGS

Mum?

Iain, you all right there?

Yeah, yeah. Dixie is in the back. Quick.

Watch yourselves on the ice, guys. Watch the ice.

-Dix?

-Yeah. Yeah, I'm OK.

I think Iain skidded on the ice. We didn't stand a chance.

No, Lily, let me.

What, in those shoes?

Just be careful how you move around in there.

We can't be sure this is stable.

Right, this is Florence Hill, 38.

We picked up with a queried fractured elbow after

she slipped on some ice, but post-RTC, she's got

a foreign body embedded in her thigh - looks like fibreglass.

I've given her ten of morphine en route for the elbow.

-Lily, why don't you attend to the motorcyclist.

-On it.

-Dixie, can I get some extra dressing, please?

-Yeah.

Right, let's get some IM ketamine, please. You all right, Dixie?

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-Right, Louise, get my trainers from my office, please.

Charlie, once the fire service are here, can you make sure...

-I will prep resus.

-It's like a skating rink out there.

Cutbacks, isn't it? It's always the cutbacks.

WOMAN GROANS

Yeah, I think this is through and through.

Give me a pedal pulse, please.

OK.

And I thought the worst of my problems was a broken elbow.

Typical. The one day I have to be somewhere.

-Don't worry, you'll get there.

-Promise?

SHE CHUCKLES

Uh...I uh...

Hello.

Hello.

Hey, you OK? Can you grab me that wheelchair, please?

Can you tell me your name?

Susan Blossom.

I don't mean to cause a fuss, I saw the ambulance.

No, no, no, no, that's what we're here for.

Can you tell me what happened?

I fell. I slipped over.

OK, we'll get you cleaned up

and get the doctor to have a look at you, all right?

I was out shopping, buying presents.

My boy'll be home for Christmas - God willing.

Er, Santiago Allen?

This way.

There are no paper bags, Mum.

I don't need to breathe into a bag!

HE SIGHS

I was looking so good. Even in this shirt.

I'll selfie it to you.

Honestly, you wouldn't wash your car with it.

Right, all hands on deck.

We are now, officially, two doctors and one ambulance down.

An ambulance?

Didn't you hear it? It crashed right outside.

So, up and at 'em, as they say.

OK, yep. Two secs.

Listen, if it helps,

a good half of the department staff know about Matilda.

She's in the best place, Cal.

Yeah. She wasn't mine, so...

What's that stuff you gave me?

It's like morphine.

Street value of millions.

If I get hooked, I'm blaming you.

HE CHUCKLES

Right, we need to get this leg elevated.

OK, Flo. Now, here is where the fun starts.

That's irony, right?

This is how we roll.

THEY CHUCKLE

Argh.

Flo?

It's nothing, I bumped it when I fell.

It's just my leg. Now, that's another story.

All right, let's try and do this, all right? Ready?

Argh!

All right, all right, sorry, Flo. Sorry. No, no, no, she's trapped.

Ah, right, thank you.

Can we get some O neg on standby, please?

Yep. Anything else?

Listen, we need to get an ETA on the fire service.

-Yep, I'm all over it.

-Cheers.

I think you'll find that particular horse has bolted, mate.

So, Flo. What you been up to today, huh? What, Christmas shopping?

I was out buying sunblock. I'm getting on a plane tonight.

Ah, anywhere nice?

Australia.

Always wanted to take a trip over there.

This is permanent. I'm emigrating.

Sold my flat, everything is packed up and ready to be sent.

Oh, OK, so that's what you

-meant by you had somewhere to go.

-I know.

Can I fly with a broken elbow?

I...I think you might have to rearrange.

I'm afraid England doesn't want to let you go.

Nothing's stopping me. I found love...

My husband-to-be's from there.

You've just ruined all my hopes.

Sorry, you'll have to find someone else.

HE SIGHS

Don't look at me.

SHE CHUCKLES

PHONE RINGS

-Noel.

-No, Rita.

-You can't just ignore the phone.

What phone?

Come on, I've got enough on my plate today.

I was promised an assistant.

-It's the weather, he'll have been held up.

-He?

Holby City Emergency Department, what can I do for you?

-Hold up, mate.

-I'm Jack, your new ring-a-ding man.

Oh, very firm.

You must be strangling these poor phones.

Problem solved. Can I get on with my work now?

Uh-hm.

I know...

The doctor'll be here in a second.

My fault for rushing around - I've still got so much to get.

Order the turkey, make the Christmas pudding,

I've got a special recipe for it.

Not to mention all the presents.

Sounds like you're having the perfect Christmas.

Hi, there. I'm Dr Knight.

So, we've got a head lac

and a particularly nasty gash to the knee.

Do you mind if I take a look?

SHE MOANS

Right, it's unlikely, but in case there is a fracture,

-I'd like to get an X-ray.

-I hope not. I've got so much to do.

Susan's having a big family Christmas.

Lucky you.

Sorry, he's just been a bit... caught up, lately.

Oh.

When can I go? Only, I haven't put the lights up yet.

Let's see how your leg is.

Normally I have them on by now, shining brightly.

My front window's like a lighthouse.

-Hi.

-Dr Hardy, this is Raz Manson. He's 18 years old,

been complaining of dizziness.

A passer-by brought him in when he stumbled in front of his car.

-He's probably been drinking.

-No, I ain't.

Well, you weren't ice skating.

You're sweet. I just slipped is all.

OK. We do need to know if you've been drinking, though.

-Yeah, like I've got the money for it.

-I take it you've been sleeping rough?

-Well, I wasn't in the Ritz.

-Let's get some IV access, please.

Would you mind if we get you out of your trousers and into a gown?

-We've got spares.

-No. They were given to me.

Yeah, but I can get you a clean pair.

I said they were given to me.

OK. We can work round that for now.

Why's it so hot in here?

You're feeling the sudden shift from the cold to the warm.

Right, let's have a look.

OK, this does look like frostbite.

Can we get some warm water, please?

We're going to need to re-warm his fingers with wet heat. You OK?

When I've finished my assessment, we'll get you a cup of tea as well.

Can I get a breakfast with that?

His temp's 35.

OK, that's pretty low, it's not unexpected. Let's get an ECG, please.

His pulse is 80 and his BP is 121/78.

Right, let's get you warmed up.

We're going to need the warming blanket, please, Louise.

Er, Mr Allen, sorry for the...

-Ohhh...

-WOMAN EXCLAIMS

..sorry.

So, I was in medical records for a while,

then the X-ray film library, but my ambition was to be a nurse.

I saved a squirrel's life once.

Should've meant me being a vet, I know,

but some animals smell awful. I mean, they pong, Noelle.

So I thought, "I know, I'll become a nurse. Nurse Jack."

-There's still time.

-Do you think so?

Mm. You could apply now. Right this minute.

I've lost a patient.

OMG, my first death. Is there a button we press?

Lost, as in gone missing.

Santiago Allen, large guy, white hair, big fluffy beard.

-It's the tenth one I've lost this year.

-Excuse me.

Ugh! What is that? Noelle, Noelle!

All right, all right, calm down, calm down.

Right, sir, if you'd like to come with me.

If you just take a seat over there, please.

We're very busy and a little short-handed,

but don't worry, you'll be seen. Ah, Dr Chao. How about that?

Magic.

This way, please.

So, you bonded with Jack yet?

Tenner says he doesn't last the day.

Back. Go on, back, I say. Noelle?!

There's some definite bruising.

Have you had shortness of breath, Flo?

No. Nothing like that.

We'll need a CT once we get in.

-OK.

-Let me take a look at the foot.

-Can you do obs for me, please?

-All right.

FLO EXCLAIMS

AMBULANCE CREAKS

Not good news, I'm afraid.

Big Mac says the fire crew that was on its way, it's been held

up at an RTC, the main road's closed.

-Oh!

-Cheers, Lou.

-Sorry, I've got to get back inside.

Thanks, Louise. You all right?

Yeah, yeah, I am fine. I'm good.

I'm never going to get on that plane.

Hey, listen, Flo...

we'll give them a couple more minutes,

but either way, we'll get you sorted out, OK?

I left a message with Brendan, my fiance, telling him

I was on my way here.

But if I'm not going to make it to the airport,

can you make sure he finds me?

-Of course.

-He'll be in the air now.

-He's on a plane, then?

-Coming from Australia.

Long-distance love. Wow. When was the last time you saw him?

We met online.

Brendan came over six months ago, we clicked like you wouldn't believe.

It's going to be all kangaroos and shrimps on the barbie.

I'm supposed to be emigrating today.

He's flying all the way from Australia

and then, flying straight back, hm?

He is quite a gentlemen, eh?

Coming to collect his woman like that.

There's not enough of us around.

Resps of 18. BP's 100/70. Pulse 100.

I'm scared of planes.

He said he'd hold my hand all the way to Sydney.

It's so much safer on terra firma.

FLO SCREAMS

-Flo?

-Oh, no, Flo.

Right, OK, we need to get her out of here now.

Erm, I need to clamp the artery.

-Flo, you still with us?

-Yeah.

OK, listen, we're going to need to break this up into more manageable pieces.

All right?

Someone out here must have something we can use.

It's your call.

OK.

Ask Charlie for the FAST scan.

If you've got to do it, do it. Can't keep Brendan waiting.

SHE SCREAMS

Sorry. So sorry.

FLO SHRIEKS

If you're free, they're moving Flo.

Right, on my way.

Olivia, you can't stay away, can you?

If you come round this side and I'll pop you into the bed.

Ready?

There we go.

Let me see your notes.

Right, your ECG looks normal, so that's good.

So, we're going to set about wet-heating your fingers now.

This can be quite painful, but the painkillers should help.

And we'll check your feet while we wait for a space on the ward.

OK. Louise, could you start that? Thanks.

HE GROANS

I didn't come here to be tortured.

HE COUGHS

-You all right?

-I'm all right.

His heart rate's up to 100.

I'm going to die, aren't I? I told you, I'm going to die!

No, no, no, that's not going to happen.

As soon as I felt winter coming, I just knew. I just knew I was going to die.

Mate, you've got a phone, so that must mean you've got family or friends.

Call one of them, cos you can't go back out there.

-No. I can't...

-Course you can.

NO! All right?

Just no.

HE WHIMPERS

OK, let's do this.

-Do it.

-OK.

SHE SHRIEKS

Nobody told me it was this bad.

All right, all right.

Yeah. We're there. Let's go. Let's go.

Everybody ready? OK, on three - one, two, three!

-ALL STRAIN

-OK, I got her, Jacob.

-Got her, Mac, yeah?

Got her. All right, nice and easy.

OK, and three, two, one, down.

FLO MOANS

-OK.

-OK.

OK, let's do this, Mac, fast and fluid.

They're loving me, Mum, Noelle even said I'd earned a break...

Flo... Go, go, go, go.

All right, she's pale, very clammy, and her neck veins are distended.

Obs as soon as we can, please.

Heart rate's increasing.

It's got to be this chest injury.

She was in pain, but said she felt OK, considering.

I think she just wanted to make sure she was on that plane.

-Yep.

-Cap refill is down, will do some sats in a second.

Looks like a pericardial effusion.

All right, let's sedate her. I want 20ml of propofol, please, Lily.

And let's get a pericardiocentesis kit.

Right away.

Can someone fast bleep cardiothoracics, please?

Right, so I got the X-ray back and there is no fracture.

Just get some stitches in and then, you'll be on your way.

-So, no more shopping today?

-No. Wouldn't have thought so.

Sorry, I'll just be a minute.

Dr Knight, can I have a quick word?

Before you ask, I'm not doing Secret Santa.

-I could've guessed that. Look, I know what you're going through.

-Actually, you don't.

Well, no, I can imagine. If you're not up to being here...

Who are you? Charlie?

Look, Robyn...

I'll get on top of this...

I'm just trying to say that...

SUSAN GASPS

Susan?

It can't be.

PHONE RINGS

It can't.

PHONE CONTINUES

Hello... Hello?

Dr Knight.

Louise?

MAN COUGHS

Can you check his temperature, please?

OK, I need to have a proper look at you.

-PHONE:

-Louise? Hello?

It's his phone.

Who is Jerome?

Susan?

He's... He's my son.

I haven't seen him for years.

He... He ran away.

It might just be me, Noelle,

but where are all the fairy lights and the decorations?

I've looked for him everywhere. I need to report a missing patient.

He's probably upped and left, happens all the time, Lofty.

PHONE RINGS

Ho, ho, Ho-lby City Emergency Department, how may I assist thee?

Tell you what...

..I'll have a word with my mate, get him to check the CCTV.

Erm, do you think you could cope without me?

Look at me, plunged straight into the firing line.

It's like when I did Cabaret at school, the musical,

the lead girl went ill and I had to step in.

I'll take that as a yes.

He's...er, fun.

HE LAUGHS

BEEPING

-Obs?

-Sats are still low.

Right, well, let me know when you're clear.

I'll stay on the line.

Would you fly around the world for someone?

Absolutely.

Twice if I had to.

This Brendan, if that's even his name,

he's persuaded her to

sell everything up and open a nice little joint account.

That's cynical.

That's not cynical, I'm just a realist.

Tenner says he shows.

Only a tenner?

You're not very confident.

All right.

11 quid.

THEY CHUCKLE

Nearly there.

OK.

(Come on, Flo. Look at that, well done.)

Obs?

Improving. Resps 15, BP's 120/80, pulse 80.

(Lovely.)

So, have we got a bet?

I'm glad we did examine you.

It looks like you've got cellulitis of the leg, which is

a nasty skin infection.

Are you sure you didn't feel any pain?

Thought it was frostbite.

What do I say?

Erm...

try hello.

Jerome?

It is...

It's you, isn't it?

Uh, sorry. This gentleman's name is...

Jerome. Raz is just a nickname.

Mum?

Oh, my.

SHE SNIFFLES

You're real!

Right, OK, thank you.

PHONES RING

You haven't scared him off already, have you? Last thing I need.

Holby City Emergency Department.

Hello, Holby City Emergency Department, how can I help you?

-I just want to know where the decs are. The Christmas decs.

-It's a bit early for that, isn't it?

-I know you're hiding them, Biggus Maccus.

-Biggus whattus?

Now, you want to help me prove that men are good, honest and worthwhile?

Huh. Where do I sign?

I need to trace a flight from Australia, one particular passenger.

Can you help me with that?

-NOEL CHUCKLES

-I can do that standing on my head. What's the chap's name?

Brendan Burnett. Aussie fella.

Jacob, sort that for me, will you?

Excuse me.

Guess which paramedic isn't on the St James's Christmas card list?

They're packed, then? What happens if I get the blame?

-I'll go on strike.

-Yeah, right.

I will. I'll call everyone out. How's your head?

It's all right.

Sorry.

HE RETCHES

OK, Louise, I'm going to take some blood cultures.

If you can get the antibiotics ready, please.

Jerome, I'm right here.

Do you know if you're allergic to penicillin?

-HE RETCHES Jerome?

-Not that I know of.

Is your son allergic to anything, any medications?

Uh, no. Nothing. He never was.

-Are you sure? You did say he's been gone a long time.

-I'm his mother. I'm sure.

Great. If you could just wait outside, please?

-I'm not moving.

-Come on, he's not going anywhere.

-Promise.

-It's OK, it's OK. I'll be fine.

HE CHUCKLES

Fine, but I'm coming right back.

Thank you. Cal. How are you doing?

Yeah, I'm getting there.

You sure?

Yeah, being here, working, it all helps.

HE EXHALES

Well, it shouldn't be too long before you go up to theatre.

Is Brendan here?

I, erm, I don't know if he's landed.

He'll be charging through checkout.

I expect so.

Excuse me.

-11 quid, we said.

-You found him?

Noel checked every flight from Australia coming to this airport today.

No Brendan Burnett.

SHE SIGHS

You were spot on.

He's probably a con merchant.

Probably taken every penny she's got.

Really didn't want to be right about this one.

I hate this guy.

Lonely people, Jacob.

Seven billion people in the world and they can't find anyone.

Imagine that, that must be the best Christmas present ever.

Do you think he'll come home with you?

He looked like he wanted to.

Maybe this is what he needed, a chance to find his way home again.

Just imagine if he did...

HE WHEEZES

He will, won't he?

All that food you've bought, and those presents,

I can't imagine he'll resist.

Susan, erm...

..about earlier, apparently, I was off my game.

Don't be silly.

Hey. I've got something for you.

Really?

His heart rate's slowing and his BP is down to 120/88,

and his resps, they're down to 20.

OK, can I get you to sit forward for me, please?

Let's keep the fluids going and keep an eye on him, yeah?

Some nice deep breaths.

OK. I'm sorry about that,

your mother obviously forgot that you have certain allergies.

Raz?

That's my mum for you.

I didn't just injure the woman, we had to divert patients from the ED.

And they went to St James's.

You weren't driving.

It was an accident, mate.

I know that.

I'm going to find that motorbike responder,

get her version of events.

Theatre won't be long. Ten minutes.

You're wrong.

I checked, double-checked. His name's not on any flight list.

-He promised me.

-I know.

And I'm really sorry, but you're going to keep asking

for him, and sometimes you...

Sometimes you, erm...

Sometimes...your heart can make you blind to the truth.

I know how it sounds!

Don't you think my friends said the same?!

-But when we met, we both knew.

-Flo...

No, I'm going to call him.

SHE EXCLAIMS Stay still.

SHE CRIES

You tell him...when he lands, you tell him to come and find me.

OK. I'll tell Reception, OK?

You'll see.

FLO GROANS

-How's Olivia doing?

-Olivia?

The little girl, came in with her mum?

I'm sorry, Dix, I haven't had a minute.

Well, get yourself in there.

-Sorry?

-Do your job.

-Ethan.

-Hey.

Do you fancy getting a few beers later?

-Maybe. Maybe a takeaway - my treat.

-Yeah, OK.

You're sure that's what you want to do?

Why does everyone think I can't cope?

No, no. I wasn't... I was just checking.

It' just, we haven't done it for ages

and I think we've got a few things to talk about.

-Yeah, definitely. Listen, can I run something by you?

-Sure.

OK, your patient, Mrs Blossom, she was admitted once with a cut hand.

And here, in social, it says her son has epilepsy.

So?

Well, Raz, her "son", didn't mention anything about being epileptic.

You'd think he would.

Did you ask him?

No, no, well...

I mean, well, he didn't have any drugs on him for controlling it.

I think he's being a little economical with the truth.

All right, well, check with him first.

Yeah, of course, I will.

But if I'm right, though, for whatever reason, they're both lying.

Well, I'll talk to Susan. There must be some sort of explanation.

-All right?

-Yeah.

How's Flo?

Stable.

She's got five minutes before we go to theatre.

Nice work.

So far.

Listen, just a quick thought, is Grace coming back for Christmas?

No, she's not.

You angling to see if I'm working Christmas Day?

Like lonely people do.

Well, now you mention it...yes.

What if I'm busy?

Doing what?

I don't know, entertaining.

Anyone specific in mind?

I'm merely hypothesising.

Would this be someone that I already know?

Just an idea, you know, a roaring fire, brandy,

James Bond on the TV, pulling a cracker with someone...

-You've just pinched my fantasy.

-CHUCKLING: Sorry.

You know what you should do?

Make it happen.

What's the point, if you don't?

-There you go, all done.

-Thank you.

I'm sorry to ask this, but is Jerome adopted?

No.

Why would you ask that?

I don't understand. What is it?

What?

It's just that...

It's OK, Robyn. Thanks, though.

Look, erm...

I think I know what you're hoping for.

I've been there myself.

You end up praying to anything you can think of.

-But that boy in resus...

-No.

-Don't say it.

-That's not...

Please...

you don't have to.

-I am so, so sorry.

-It has to be him.

Is there a partner we can call for you or anyone else?

You were hoping he was coming home this year, all these presents

and food you've bought, enough for a whole family.

But there's no-one...is there?

I still haven't put the lights up.

As soon as there's a bed free, we'll be moving you upstairs.

Hear that? A few nights in a nice warm bed.

And after that?

Let's get you well enough first.

Where's my mum? I'd like to see her.

Right. When you say "mum"...

I'm sorry, but your medical records don't quite add up.

What you talking about?

Her records state that her son...

You're epileptic.

Yeah, I am.

I'm always at the drop-in to pick up my meds.

And what meds are those?

The usual stuff.

-Raz...

-It's Jerome.

-Ethan...

-Hang on.

No. I've spoken to Susan.

Why have you got Jerome's phone?

Why wouldn't I have it?

Jerome has got Jerome's phone.

Just like Jerome has Jerome's shoes and trousers. Because I'm Jerome.

Well, Susan knows you're not.

So...I'm guessing you know him.

How about you tell me where he is.

You'll make a lonely woman very happy.

-I can't.

-At least let her know he's safe.

You don't get it, do you? I never want to go out there ever again.

On the streets. I don't want to freeze to death.

I've seen it happen.

I've woken up and someone is lying close by and they never woke up.

I want to sit by a fire, I want to eat some proper food, for once.

And is there nothing at home?

Wasn't a choice to run away, it was fear.

A fear of everything happening back there.

Where's Jerome?

Susan.

Where's my son?

All right, we're taking you up to cardiac theatre now.

Brendan?

How is she doing?

Yeah, we're just taking her up.

Flo?

Flo?!

She's in PEA.

The drain's dislodged, let's prep resus, please.

Must have happened while she was trying to sit up.

The effusion must have re-accumulated. Let's go, please.

Think she needs a thoracotomy?

Probably, but let's try the pericardiocentesis first.

Connie, don't lose her. Don't lose her.

Can I speak to, um...

It's Susan.

Yeah, can I speak to you alone, please?

I'm not sure I can do this.

(OK.)

Me and Jerome were best mates for a while, but we kind of...

drifted apart.

You know where he is, though?

I know where he was.

Uh...he kept me going. Yeah, I mean, we kept each other...going and...

and sometimes I'd fetch his meds, just to make sure he was OK.

Did he...

Did he ever tell you why he ran away?

He said he felt like he was never there.

Said he felt like he was never really anywhere.

Dark thoughts is what he used to call it.

Would you know where to find him at all?

Mrs Blossom...

Yes?

-You're going to hate me.

-Oh, we both pretended...

No, I mean, you're going to hate me for what I have to tell you.

It gets cold out there, yeah?

Cold isn't even the word.

I mean, cold would be good.

But out there it's...

..just something else entirely.

But you find somewhere warm, surely?

Susan, erm...

..I think what Raz is trying to say is...

..Jerome passed away.

No.

But I have been getting everything ready.

Raz.

This year is the Christmas he comes home.

You tell him - when you see him -

you tell him his mum's got presents and food and a tree.

And all the lights in the front window.

He'll see them, bright as bright.

You will tell him that, won't you?!

SHE WAILS

(OK, OK, all right, all right.)

SHE SOBS

-How's her output?

-Nothing. Keep trying.

We have been going for 20 minutes.

We've tried everything and she's not responding.

I can do another 20 minutes, easy.

I think we should stop.

I know you don't want to call it, so don't, all right?

I'll keep compressing, you keep the adrenaline flowing.

Flo...

I need you to stay with me, OK? Hang in there.

We got it wrong, Flo. Brendan's coming.

That's right. You were right.

-Yes, he's going to be here.

-Jacob.

Look, she believes in him, so maybe we should believe in her.

Yeah?

I want my wedding invite. Don't you let me down, you hear?

Come on, Flo, Brendan's flown a million miles

and he's desperate to be with his woman.

He can't wait another second.

HE PANTS

-She's not coming back.

-Connie.

No. We have done everything we could.

OK, now you listen to me now, Flo.

Listen. It's all out there waiting for you.

You hear? And Brendan needs you by his side. In fact,

you need to come back, anyway,

you've got that return flight to catch.

Jacob.

New life, new world.

Come on, this is what you want, isn't it?

Jacob, she's gone.

All reversible causes have been addressed,

she's been in PEA for 25 minutes and is now asystolic.

All the evidence points to us stopping.

So, is everyone in agreement?

Time of death, 3.37pm.

SHE CLEARS THROAT

SHE SIGHS

-Well? How is she?

-She's fine.

Fine?

She has a sprained wrist, it's nothing serious.

How did she do it?

She fell. Everyone seems to be falling today, it's slippery out.

-Are you sure?

-It's what they both said,

so I'd imagine it's exactly what happened, yes.

OK, you need to get Olivia on her own and ask her again.

OK, can we stop this please, Dixie? Just...stop.

-You can't make accusations without backing them up.

-Who asked you?

Yeah, it's fine, thank you, Lily.

Proof. Do you have any? Otherwise, you can't say things like that.

Check Olivia's file, see how many times she's been injured.

Do you think I haven't? She's been in once before, OK?

Once.

Ethan. You shouldn't let people talk to you like that.

That was kind of you, but it's going to take more than that.

Excuse me?

I haven't forgotten what you did to Alicia.

-Dixie!

-Hello, darling.

We were just leaving.

Just wanted to say hi. So, what's all this?

-What's been happening?

-She tripped up the stairs.

Yeah...

Oh, that looks painful.

You been getting too excited about Christmas?

Olivia?

-I've booked a cab, so we'd better go...

-I just wanted to say hello.

-Well, you've done that now, so, erm...

-You mind those stairs, eh?

You know, it would be good if she was a bit more careful.

You don't want people wondering why her file's getting so thick.

Hi, could you file this for me, please?

Since you asked so nicely. I'm Jack.

Er, Dr Hardy. Ethan.

Ethan Hardy. Ooh, kiss me, Hardy.

Oh, a history buff. Excellent.

I have lots of books you could borrow.

Just don't fine me when I'm late returning them.

No, I won't.

According to the CCTV tapes, Mr Allen never left the hospital.

Describe him again for me.

Big portly fella. White beard, white hair...

rosy red...

cheeks.

Hang on a minute. That sounds familiar.

-Lofty.

-Well, think about it.

-Stop it right there.

It's not even Christmas yet and I've had enough of it already.

Honestly.

How can anyone ever have enough of Christmas?

How are you with knots?

Did Jerome ever talk about me?

Sometimes.

He was the happiest boy...in the world.

We all were.

Once.

I'm sorry I wasn't him.

You take care now.

Susan...

When can I go home?

Hey, up.

Flo - she didn't make it.

Oh, don't tell me that.

Mate, it wasn't the crash.

She had a prior injury to her chest.

It had nothing to do with you.

It was my fault she was trapped.

You hit ice, man.

Look, Flo being trapped would've made no difference.

It just wasn't her day.

I've got a statement from the bike medic, CCTV, everything.

So that means you're in the clear.

That's small mercies, Jacob!

Hey. Not Flo...?

Look, I was just, erm...

I'm here now.

-It's fine.

-Iain...

-No.

Apparently, there was nothing anyone could do anyway.

SHE EXHALES

Raz?

-Was just looking.

-For...?

-Those drugs that made me sick.

-Cos that's a great idea.

-So, give me a better one.

-You stay here, we look after you.

Look, I'll get you new clothes, warm ones, as many as I can.

You see, the trouble with that is, the longer I stay in here,

the colder it's going to be when I get turfed out.

So we find you a hostel somewhere.

-That's going to take weeks!

-You don't know that.

You're feeling sorry for me. Only, I don't need that.

-I need...

-I'm just doing my job.

You OK?

You need to do something.

Yeah, but...like what?

I don't know, anything you can. Just anything!

Ready? On three. Yes?

Charlie'll go mad.

On three, Lofty. Actually, why do they call you Lofty?

You good with...lofts?

What?

It doesn't matter. On three.

OK? One. Two. Three!

Hm.

BOTH: One. Two. Three.

BUZZ

BUZZ

Is that your lost patient?

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

Seriously?

I had to do something to shut him up.

He wanted me to wear the whole outfit.

I suppose Christmas is coming whether we like it or not.

Susan.

-I just want to go home.

-Really?

For a second there, for just a second, I had him back.

That is not Raz's fault, is it?

I'm not blaming him. I'm not blaming anyone.

OK, so why walk away?

What else is there?

OK, I'm not going to suggest anything stupid.

I really could, I usually do, in fact.

But if you leave now, then, you both lose, don't you?

It's going to be cold this Christmas.

Sorry. It's always cold.

It's not a perfect world, Dr Knight.

But you can make it a little bit more perfect,

if you've got the chance.

I don't know why you care.

Surely you see people every day with a story just like this.

Yeah, but thanks to you and Raz,

this is the first time I actually understand it.

Will he be OK?

He's scared. There's only so much we can do for him.

He's not my son.

That does not stop him needing a mum.

Even if it's just for Christmas.

SHE CHUCKLES

Look at their faces, Noelle...

look.

And they're going to keep on coming, those faces, Jack.

Every day, sometimes every minute.

You know what you need? Warming up.

Mine's a latte, then.

You're such a wit, Noelle. Honestly.

You know, horrid shirt aside, I think I'm going to like it here.

Oh...

Hi, I'm looking for a Florence Hill.

Oh, you're the, uh, the Aussie.

Right, let me just, um, call...

Mr Burnett.

Hi.

Can I have a word, please?

LIQUID POURS

Charlie, have you got a minute?

Yeah, sure.

Hi. Um, I was planning on telling Ethan, well, everything.

Good luck.

Erm, but I think I should get all the facts first.

Find out who I am.

Who we are.

Because he'll ask and I'll need to have answers when he does.

Mr Sensible? Finally using my loaf.

That sounds...remarkably sensible.

Now, I've just got to find her.

One thought....

I wouldn't do it alone.

You offering?

Yeah. Why not?

KNOCK ON DOOR

You wanted to see me?

Yeah, come in.

Erm...

close the door.

I...er, just didn't want anyone seeing this.

LIQUID POURS

I thought we should have a toast.

To Flo.

Yeah, of course.

To Flo.

And Brendan.

What?

He came?

She was right, all along.

What did he say?

Everything you'd imagine he would.

You should've called me, we could've told him together.

We got it so wrong today, didn't we?

HE SIGHS

I know.

I know.