Shame Casualty

No, you're going to have to leave.

I didn't tell him.

Look at him! He's stressed out enough as it is.

I have a patient who has expressed suicidal thoughts.

You are needed on the shop floor.

I missed something before

and...I'm not going to let that happen again.

< Mercedes.

BANGING ON DOOR

Mercedes, time to pay up.

I know you're in there, Mercedes.

Mercedes, I know you're in there. >

BANGING ON DOOR

Performance engine, six-speed gearbox...

Oh, Mac, it's not normal to be this cheerful after the graveyard shift.

Well, for lesser mortals probably,

but me, you know, I don't need sleep.

I give it an hour, you'll be passed out in front of Bargain Hunt.

What's he got that I haven't?

Er, personality, looks, youth.

Should I go on?

Hair.

So...last night was...great!

It's nice to meet a proper gentleman.

Most boys sneak out the door before I wake up.

OK! Well, I'd better get to work.

You'll call me later?

Mm-hm. What you doing? People can see.

-Bye, Maxi.

-Bye.

Trade lives with me, please.

Max, this is massive! I didn't even know you were dating again.

OK, couple of things - one, I only met her 12 hours ago, and two,

she's completely... great. Yeah, really, really laid-back so...

-Hi, Zoe.

-Hi.

Lofty, drool over my Manolos and they'll never find your body.

See, if we had a motorbike, we'd be home by now.

When did this become "we"?

We could go halves, buy one today.

Sorry, Mac, I'm not quite ready for my mid-life crisis just yet.

Oh, nature calls.

Can't you hold it?

No, cheeky kebab last night. Sure you don't want to go?

Just hurry up, man. I'm not a child!

# Do-do-do, do... #

Hey! Hey, what are you doing?!

Mac!

HE GROANS

Mac, help me!

I'm not going to be able to go if you pressurize me, am I?

Oh!

Mac?! Help me!

You know what? That boy has no idea of social boundaries.

Right, what is it?!

HE GRUNTS

Ah!

You look like you need some time off.

Yeah, kill a patient, then go on holiday. Lovely(!)

Ethan, I need you to attend the morbidity and mortality meeting this afternoon.

-About Chris Dunham?

-Yeah.

-Am I in trouble?

Of course not, it's just death and doughnuts. I'll grab you around three o'clock

and you might need to attend as well, Lily.

No-one blames you. It was a black alert and we were over-stretched.

-It's here!

-Yep, there it is.

We've got a photographer coming in later from the hospital regional magazine.

They are running an article on the fundraising campaign

and would like to use one of our own nurses on the front cover.

-What, the Holby Pulse?!

-Why can't it be a handsome receptionist?

-I think you'll find the girls beat the boys.

-Yes, good point. That leaves two of you.

-Please, Rita! I never get to do anything exciting!

-I've always wanted to do a photoshoot.

You can sort it out between you. Frankly, I don't get paid enough

for that. You can let me know who it is in a bit.

Of all the mistakes you could've made, at least you picked a fit one.

Jess wasn't a mistake, it was just bad timing.

I just wish she didn't make me feel...

You know, that feeling.

A bit like a sneeze, only better.

If you're trying to cheer me up, you're doing a cracking job(!)

I tell you what, if I can't get you laughing by the end of the shift,

I'll clean out the ambo.

It's your turn anyway.

Fair point. All right, I'll do it in me skivvies.

Oh, yeah, because I'm dying to see you in your underpants(!)

It won't come to that, will it? Because I'm hilarious.

Fine. Fine, you bring on your worst double entendres. Can't wait.

Actually, I'm not a fan of double entendres,

but I like to slip one in every now and again.

I hope you're wearing decent underpants, kid.

It's Mac.

Some bloke tried to mug Noel. Hit him with a plank of wood.

He was unconscious for about a minute. You got it?

-Yep, yep, got it.

-OK. Pulse 130, resps about 28.

Noel? Noel, it's Dixie, darlin'. Can you hear me?

-Just keep your head still, for us, mate.

-I just couldn't get to him in time.

Can you open your eyes for me, love? That's it, good lad.

At least they didn't get his wallet.

-Oh!

-Did they get you and all, Mac?

-HE GROANS

-No. I'm fine.

All right, well, he's taken a nasty bang to the head.

We should phone ED and let them know.

-I'll take all your night shifts for a week.

-No.

I'll treat all your minging patients. Sorry, not you.

You're wasting your time. I was born to be on the cover of a magazine.

It's only the Holby Pulse, Robyn. Nobody reads it anyway.

I've had a subscription since I was 16.

Oh.

I've found out what the problem is -

you're treating angina with vitamin C tablets,

so I'll go and sort you out some..

PILLS CLATTER

Stupid!

Everything all right?

Yeah, fine. Thank you.

Only to me, it looks like you're on the floor,

scrabbling around after some pills.

Come on.

It's just, um...

I've decided to go ahead with a certain test today.

That's great news, well done.

If it comes back positive, I'm big enough to handle it.

Can you help? It's my boy, Isaac.

Erm, yes.

-What happened?

-Last night, he was sick.

This morning, he's dizzy with a temperature. He won't get out the car.

Hiya. Isaac, I'm Dr Knight.

Do you want to pop out the car so I can take a look at you?

-No.

-Isaac, please, you're not well.

What am I going to do?

Ethan?

Yeah, erm... If you bring him in, we'll examine him.

Yeah, he's not getting out the car, mate, so...

Er...well, he's not critically ill.

You're in capable hands with Dr Knight.

Isaac, come on, mate. Just open the door now, son.

I told you, the guy hit him with a plank of wood.

Yes. Where were you during the attack?

I was, um...

otherwise engaged.

So, you didn't actually see what happened?

I came as soon as I heard Noel call out, but I was too late,

the bloke had ran off.

-Which direction?

-I don't know.

-OK, let's go.

Can you give me a description of the assailant? Height, build, ethnicity?

No, like I told you. I didn't get a good look at him, OK?

You saw him run away, but you don't know what he looks like, or where he went?

Maybe I was bit concerned about my best mate lying there unconscious, yeah?

All right, Mac, I'm sorry. I just need to know what happened.

I'll catch up with you at the hospital. I hope your friend's all right.

Yeah.

Jump in, Mac.

SIRENS WAIL

Morning, Claire.

What have you done?

Nothing. Can't I just say hello?

Let me guess. Trashy magazine,

yoghurt...and a scratchcard?

-Let me guess.

-SHE SNIFFS

Ooh, cheap aftershave and too much hair gel?

Oh!

HE SNIGGERS

Hilarious(!)

My coffee won't make itself, Claire.

Yes, sorry, Joanna.

I-I finished those reports last night.

You know, just cos she doesn't appreciate you,

-it doesn't mean no-one else does.

-Pillock!

Chill, I'll sort it.

Just get the kettle on before the dragon comes back.

He found the collar too uncomfortable, so we cleared his neck en-route.

Noel, can you remember what happened?

We were in the park. I... I don't know.

-Don't worry, everything's going to be fine.

-Mac, were you there? What happened?

-Noel, darling, everything's going to be fine.

-Too many cooks. All the nonessentials out.

Noel, we'll check-up on you later, lovely, OK?

-You might want to check Mac's back. I'm not buying the Action Hero thing.

-OK. Thanks, Iain.

Airway and breathing seem fine.

OK, once we're done here, we're going to need a head and neck CT.

We'll need some chest films as well. I'll give CT a heads up.

All right, buddy?

Can you really not remember what happened?

Dixie said that you scared the guy away.

Er...no.

I've won.

Er, what's that now?

£100,000.

I'm free!

Claire. Wait. Claire!

Just so you know, I quit!

She's kidding!

I've never been more serious.

And, Joanna, three shots of whisky in your morning coffee -

-I think there's a word for that.

-Claire, stop!

-It was just...

-Get off me, Murray! Thanks to this,

I'll never have to put up with your humiliating pranks again.

SHE LAUGHS

Claire.

Claire. Claire. It was just banter!

If they need an address for my P45, try the Caribbean.

SHE YELPS

SHE SCREAMS

Help me!

Argh!

Are you all right?

Please, tell me there isn't a pen sticking through my hand.

Well?

Yeah. Head and neck CT are fine.

I mean, there's a little bit of swelling to the scalp, but no fractures, so it's fine.

The chest X-ray is good, too,

so you'll be back shuffling papers and answering the phone in no time.

Hear that, guys? Tough as nails, me.

Come on, Mac, let's go and get you checked out.

No. I'm fine, you concentrate on Noel.

Mac, you heard Dr Keogh,

you go and get fixed up. Everything's going to be OK.

SIREN WAILS

Have I ever told you about that mate of mine who gave me his EpiPen when he was dying?

Seemed really important to him at the time that I have it.

That is a shocker.

Over here. Her name's Claire.

The shelves fell on her.

Hello, Claire. My name's Iain, this is Dixie.

Please, get me out of this place.

-I'll take that for you.

-OK, just try and relax.

Right, scalp laceration, significant blood loss. It's not stopping.

Careful, she's a haemophobic.

-You scared of blood?

-Haemophiliac, you dunce.

This hand looks pretty nasty.

Cheek's pretty swollen.

All this and haemophilia. You're not having much luck, are you, Claire?

Actually, on balance, I think I'm doing OK.

SHE LAUGHS

Ah!

How can I treat you effectively if I don't know the mechanism of injury?

Maybe I got up too quick.

Right...

..do you want to tell me what happened?

I chased after the mugger and I, er,

slipped over.

What is it with men always wanting to be the hero?

Look, can we get on with this? Because I should be with Noel.

OK, I'll get you some co-codamol for the pain

and I'll need a urine sample.

Maybe you'll think twice before chasing criminals in the future.

Excuse me.

You look a bit lost. Can I help?

Erm, I'm looking for someone.

Are you a patient?

That's got to be painful. Let me take a look at it.

-Er...

-Just follow me.

Sorry, we have a no-hoods policy here. If you wouldn't mind.

Hi.

Ah, doc.

This is Claire Povey. Stationery cabinet fell on her.

Deep scalp laceration, tenderness over the left zygoma

and a pen through the right hand.

She's a haemophiliac, but the paramedics stabilised the bleeding.

Oh, and she's just won some serious change on a scratchcard.

Right, let's have a look.

Did I just not say that out loud?

Can I make a phone call? I need to claim my winnings.

In a sec. Let my man do his thing first.

OK, this looks venous. Let's see if it settles with pressure.

Can you look up for me, please?

And down.

Left.

Right.

That's good.

-I got you a...

-No.

Listen, Claire,

I know you're mad about my little pranks, but

it's only bants.

"Bants"? Really?

Last Friday, Murray filled my keyboard with cress seeds.

When I came in on Monday, my desk looked like a rainforest.

So...

..what can we do for you?

The nurse told me to wait here.

Gardening accident.

Right, well, you are obviously not very good at gardening.

I was putting up a fence.

Well, trying to.

Right. OK.

Let's see what we can do with these splinters.

I meant to ask.

I was at the park this morning.

Some guy got beaten up,

near the toilets.

I think he came here.

Yeah. I was here when they brought him in.

So, is he all right?

I hope it's nothing too serious.

Actually, it was.

We did what we could, but...

Let's hope he wakes from his coma.

SHE GASPS IN PAIN

Mac?

I'm not sure you should be...

No, Charlie, you're right. End of shift.

I've got to go.

What about your hands?

Thanks. Sorry.

Never understand them, eh?

Can I help you, hon?

I've got these cramps in my belly.

Vanessa?

-Victoria.

-Right. Why are you here?

This is so embarrassing.

It's probably nothing. Just...

Oh!

Can you believe this girl?

There's absolutely nothing wrong with her.

That's incredible. You've diagnosed a patient from 20 feet away.

Oh, come on. She's fallen straight out of Page Three.

I mean, even the illnesses are fake.

Ah, yes, I see.

"Beware the green-eyed monster that doth mock the meat it feeds on."

-I'm not jealous, Dylan.

-Mm.

That's it. Keep going.

You're doing really well.

Right, Claire.

You have an undisplaced fracture of the zygoma

with minimal soft tissue swelling.

So, I'm going to prescribe antibiotics

and also book you an outpatient max-fax follow-up.

It's good news. You don't need surgery.

I'm sorry, sir, that's my advice. I can't force you to stay.

Robyn, if you don't think a patient should be discharged,

you can't just let them go.

Chill out, Ethan. It was a sprained wrist.

Oh.

Sorry.

You all right?

Yes, sorry about that.

The hand X-ray was clear.

Are there any nerves or tendons compromised?

No, seems fine.

Great, well, let's get the factor VIII up

and I'll be back soon to remove the foreign object.

So, Claire,

once we get that pen out, you can start splashing some cash.

THEY LAUGH

You know, I read about a bloke who won the lottery.

A year later he was homeless.

All right, easy, Captain Buzzkill.

No, I'm just saying you don't need money to be happy, right?

Did you do that helping me?

-Oh.

-Let's see.

Oh, you're going to want me to take a look at that.

No, I need some air.

Maybe you should take him to a GP.

No, please. I want him seen in a hospital.

I won't take any risks with my son.

OK. We'll have to get the police to open the car first. I'm sorry.

How's Noel doing?

Yeah, fine, thanks to Mac.

I heard the guy beat him up with a baseball bat, though.

I had a bad experience in a public toilet once.

Ugh, don't be grim!

I did.

So, when you say you don't know which direction he went...

West, I think. Yeah, towards the estate.

I sorry, I wasn't really thinking clearly at the time.

I don't know anything.

OK.

Well, I have to check in with CID.

I'll keep you both updated.

NOEL COUGHS

Mac.

You should tell her the truth.

Please.

I don't know what to say.

I'm sorry.

Sorry?

That maniac probably would've killed me if you hadn't fought him off.

No.

That's not what happened.

Right.

So, I guess you bruised your knuckles calling for an ambulance then?

What the hell are you still doing here?

It's funny. He didn't look like he was still in a coma.

You should have got out of here when I gave you the chance.

-He said your name. Mac.

-So?

-You were there.

-Well, yeah.

-And now I'm going to tell the police everything.

-Yeah?

So why haven't you already?

You know, I think it's sweet,

wounded male pride.

You know what? You're lucky.

Anybody else would have smacked you by now.

Look,

I just need some money.

-I'm not a criminal.

-Oh, really? Do I look like a mug?

You look like the guy who hid in the toilet

while his mate was beaten up by a girl.

How is it looking?

Is that your brain? It's really small.

Ignore him. You look fine.

My throat hurts, Louise.

OK. I'll get you a drink, yeah?

Louise, I got you something. A friendship bracelet.

And it comes with a free muffin every morning.

Nice try.

Louise, Louise.

NOEL GASPS FOR BREATH

-Noel?

-I can't...

-Dr Keogh!

-Yeah.

-Something's wrong. It sounds like stridor.

Relax. Open your mouth for me, Noel. Open up.

OK, he has got tracheal oedema.

He must have had a blow to the neck. I'll need to intubate.

Can we get some oxygen, please?

It's going to be all right.

70 quid.

And I swear you will never see me again.

Mac, it's Noel.

You know, this whole infuser fundraising thing has really inspired me.

I'm thinking about doing something good for the hospital.

If I was to hold a blood drive, I could count on you to donate, right?

Ethan?

Sorry, what?

All right, what's wrong?

You've made mistakes before, haven't you?

Er, yeah.

Many. Sometimes twice in one night.

ETHAN SIGHS

Sorry. OK, I'm listening.

No, no. Forget it.

Ethan, talk to me.

What about the blood drive?

Dr Hanna. Can we talk about this meeting?

Yeah, the Death and Doughnuts meeting?

Yes.

I was wondering if I might be able to skip it?

-Public speaking isn't really my strong suit.

-You'll be fine.

Just talk us through the patient's treatment and how they died.

And you might want to bring some coffee with you.

Amazing, isn't it,

that fate brought us back together?

Great stuff. Anyway, Victoria, listen. Last night was fun.

And you were...

-..bendy.

-I used to be a dancer. I'll show you the videos tonight.

Tonight, that's...

Victoria, I'm Dr Hanna.

We are just going to wait for Ethan.

Well, you got me.

So, acute abdominal pain.

No, it's a belly ache.

Great sense of humour, this one.

Good one.

So, what have you eaten today?

Max cooked me eggs for breakfast.

So sweet.

My last boyfriend couldn't even use the toaster.

Boyfriend? That's a...

Yep.

And how have your bowel movements been?

Gross! Are you talking about poo?

-Excuse me. Max?

-Yeah.

One second.

Really?

OK, she might not be in Mensa, but she is fun, so...

Oh, fun? Faking illness. What a laugh for us doctors.

Oh, and you've go all that from that thorough exam have you?

I would have dug a bit deeper, Max, but I doubt that there's anything there.

-If this is too difficult for you, then why don't you get someone else to take over?

-Fine.

-Fine.

I thought I told you to get out.

I didn't want to hurt him.

It was an accident. I panicked.

You panicked?

My best mate is lying in there fighting for his life

because you panicked?

I'm sorry.

If anything happens to him...

You will be going to prison for a very long time.

What's going on? Where are you taking him?

We're taking him for a chest and pelvis CT. OK?

What time does the flight leave?

And there's space in First Class?

Sorry. You can't be on your phone, please.

I'll call you back.

I take it you claimed your cash, then?

Actually, the phone line was busy.

Thank goodness for credit cards.

I could do with a few days on a beach.

I'm considering a one-way ticket.

Seriously?

I've got no family. I quit my dead-end job. What's stopping me?

What about your friends?

Who, Murray?

I guess I'll miss him a little.

What are you doing?!

It's not what you think.

I don't believe this.

-I thought you were...

-I am. I screwed up.

Just get out.

I didn't mean for any of this to happen.

You OK?

Just sew me up, please. I want to get out of here.

Back in a sec. Sorry, Doc.

How did you fool her?

What?

I bought this fake scratchcard off the net.

It wasn't supposed to go this far.

You don't make it easy to like you, do you?

Claire gets a rough time at work.

I just

wanted to see her smile.

My first year of primary school, there was this girl...

..Robyn Glover.

I mean, she was beautiful.

Smile full of teeth, y'know?

Anyway...

I used to hide snails in her lunch box.

But she didn't go for me.

So, what did you do?

I grew up.

I left Mr Dunham waiting in the Relatives' Room,

having advised him to report to reception.

I became distracted by other patients.

I failed to check up on him.

The next time I saw him...

..he had been fatally injured in an RTC.

Thanks Dr Hardy.

OK, any other business before we wrap up this meeting?

Wait. That's it?

You've covered everything.

He wasn't admitted. The lack of beds plus your extraordinary

workload left you no option but to leave him unattended. So, yeah.

No. I am sorry. That's just not good enough.

-I let a man die.

-Ethan...

Maybe we should discuss this privately.

No, I screwed up, Dr Hanna. Again. Just like with Olivia.

So why are you protecting me?

That's enough, Dr Hardy. I am not protecting you.

Chris Durham died of multiple blunt force injuries, not negligence.

So, unless you have any other medical information,

I suggest you go and get some air.

No.

This was my chance to start afresh.

I'm so sorry.

I quit my job!

I humiliated myself.

No.

-Well, I mean, obviously a bit, but...

-Murray!

Whoa! Watch your IV, darling. Watch your IV.

-Come on, guys.

-Everything all right?

You've ruined my life, Murray.

Stupid question.

Ah!

OK, she's opened up the wound.

Let's get her to HDC.

Please, buddy. Dad really needs you to open the door now.

Well, he's conscious and his breathing seems normal.

You can't be sure, though, can you?

If there's even the tiniest chance I could lose him...

Mate, you're not going to lose him.

Isaac.

What did the horse say when he came out the freezer?

Brrrrrrrrrgh!

Nothing?

I give up. You're made of stone.

-Why is he still in the car?

-Don't worry, we're dealing with it.

This is ridiculous.

Go away!

-Get out of the car.

-No!

OK. This police officer here is going to cut your dad's car open

and drag you out like a baby.

OK? I honestly don't care how we do it,

but you're going to come into this hospital now so we can do our job.

Luckily, it wasn't an artery

and the factor VIII's working.

Yes, lucky me.

It's all relative.

I should have known. This is what Murray does.

No-one's saying the guy's not a prat,

but he wasn't trying to hurt you.

I think you know he'd never do that.

So, what now? I'm supposed to just laugh and forgive him?

Actually...

..I had something else in mind.

He's still dropping his pressure fast.

-Come on, Noel, son.

-Chest looks clear.

Hang on. Zoom in, Zoom in.

His left clavicle's bent.

Oh, good spot.

Right, it's a posterior dislocation of the sterno-clavicular joint.

He's dislocated his collar bone?

Yes and it's putting pressure on the mediastinum,

so we need to relocate it now.

-Yeah, let's do this here. Can I have some iodine, please, and a towel clip, Louise?

-Yes.

Thank you.

No, that's a retractor. A towel clip, please.

-What?

-A towel clip!

Sorry.

Take a breath, Louise. Right now, he's just a patient.

Yeah, but he's not, though, is he?

Here.

Louise, do you want me to take over?

Let's see the X-ray, please.

It's not moving.

Try some lateral traction.

Right, OK, this one.

Yep. How's he doing?

Come on, Noel.

Yes, BP's improving.

He's going to be all right, yeah?

Well done, guys.

Right can we get a post-reduction X-ray, please?

And we'll send him up to ITU, where the ENT team can do a review.

Thank you.

Claire?

Murray?

-Is that you?

-Yeah. I'm right here.

Did they stop the bleeding?

Yes, but...

they said my organs were starved of blood for too long.

It's my kidneys.

They couldn't take it.

No!

No, no, no, no.

This isn't right.

We can do a transplant.

You can have mine!

-Murray...

-Claire, I'll do anything. Please!

Listen, listen fella...

What's happened?

She was fine.

This oxygen isn't even on.

What is this?

Look, I just told her to put the mask on.

Sorry?

You're not dying?

It was just a joke.

Right.

Excuse me.

I thought you would know.

Come on, buddy. I thought we were over this.

Don't worry. I'm going to use the tiniest needle there is.

No needles!

The thing is...

..we...

..lost

Isaac's sister last year.

It was meningitis.

We spotted it too late.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

It's the first time we've been back since.

With all the...

doctors and needles and stuff.

I think I might have a solution.

Maxi! I brought your phone back.

You stole my phone?!

Relax. I couldn't guess your password.

I made it pretty.

Victoria, you can't... Hang on, are you even ill?

It comes and goes.

Meet me in the toilets in two minutes.

You're looking a lot better.

If Dr Hardy's happy, then we should be able to discharge you.

Murray, you'd really give me your kidney?

I don't know.

It's not like I need two of them.

Remember Robyn Glover?

OK, Claire.

The truth is, maybe I kind of...

..like you.

A bit.

Really? Why?

I mean, thanks.

I, erm...

You know?

Yeah?

Maybe.

So, I'll talk to the dragon.

Maybe I can get you your job back.

Er, no.

I think you might have done me a favour there.

Life's too short to waste on a job you hate.

Yeah.

Cool.

Wait, so I'm not going to see you any more?

Oh. Um.

You're together now, aren't you?

Yeah, sorry.

All right.

I'll leave you guys to it.

I thought you ought to know,

Noel's going to be OK.

Are you kidding me?

-What?

-You sell me that sob story in there then you come out here

to go on the rob. You're sick!

What am I supposed to do?

I can't go home without the money.

You know what? I actually bought into it for a minute.

I thought for a couple of seconds you actually cared about Noel.

I do care,

but that doesn't get the debt collectors off my doorstep.

Well, you're not going to have to worry about that in prison, are you?

-That's not going to happen, is it?

-Oh, really?

I've seen your friends, Mac.

You know, the ones that think you're a hero?

It'd be a shame if they found out the truth.

Now run and get me that 70 quid.

Right, Isaac, here's the deal.

Dr Hardy feels so bad about shouting,

he's agreed to take this blood test with you.

-Isn't that right?

-Yes, of course.

OK.

This is a butterfly needle.

So small you can barely see it.

OK?

Now, this goes in here like that.

Just hold that for me.

This goes in here.

And we're done.

How was that?

Well, I didn't feel a thing. Are you sure you've done it?

Now, do you think you can be as brave as Dr Hardy?

Good man.

Excuse me.

Right, you two. The photographer's here.

You made a decision yet?

Shocking.

Well, you've both done great work,

so I'm going to have to go with the person who's raised the most money.

Sorry, Robyn.

It's fine. Congratulations, Louise.

I don't want to do it now.

But you said...

Yeah, well, I've changed my mind. Who cares about some nursing magazine?

No-one reads it, anyway.

OK.

Looks like you better put on a fresh pair of scrubs.

I'm on it!

Yeah, so, I'm going to need your help.

Everything seems fine.

OK? There is no sign of any major infection.

I think it's just a simple tummy bug.

DAD SIGHS

I'm sorry, Dad.

Oh, mate.

Nobody can help being sick.

I'm sorry I wasted your time.

No. No.

It's no surprise that you're paranoid.

Look,

I can't promise that nothing bad won't ever happen again,

but I can promise you, living in fear will only make things worse.

Thank you.

I am glad I could help.

No, I mean it.

How many people would give their own blood,

just to help a kid overcome his fear?

You're a good doctor.

Oh!

Victoria.

We have got your blood test results back,

but while I'm looking through them,

Max has something he needs to say to you.

Maxi?

What's wrong?

Er, yeah, so...

I kind of think

that we shouldn't see each other any more.

-What?

-Not because I don't think you're great, cos obviously I do.

I mean, you...

Well, you know, and you look like...

Here's the thing. I'm moving away. Quite far away

and I am not allowed any visitors.

-But, you...

-Also, I think I might be gay, which is really the main...

You know?

So, your blood tests are all negative,

but if you insist that you're still ill,

maybe you'd like to roll on your side

and I'll give you a more thorough examination with the gloves.

I'm actually feeling much better now.

Really?

We had fun while it lasted.

Right, Maxi?

Yeah. So much fun.

That was special.

Good work, Maxi.

I did have my suspicions.

THEY LAUGH

WHISTLING

Erm, I was promised underwear, Iain.

Best I could do, I'm afraid.

Wow.

Spectacular!

Hang on a minute. I didn't agree to public humiliation.

I meant to say, that joke about the horse, it's an absolute corker.

I'm going to be telling that one for years!

You're unbelievable, Dix. Unbelievable.

WOLF WHISTLES

-Don't go.

-You missed a corner, son.

Come on.

You all right?

Yeah, just a bit overwhelmed with all this flesh on display.

Blimey, Mac, You look worse than he does.

Long day.

Sorry, mate. I bet you just want to go home.

You got nothing to apologise for.

Right, no more distractions.

No more kids in cars.

Mac, if we're going to find the coward who did this,

you'd better tell me everything you know.

I told you.

Look, you were shaken-up earlier,

and that's completely understandable,

but I've been patient and now I need to know exactly what happened.

Go on, mate.

Tell her what you did for me.

All you did was your job.

Bad things happen sometimes, so...

So don't blame yourself.

I suppose it's easier than facing the truth, that

actually the whole system is broken.

What is that?

This place suits some people.

But I am not going to be the doctor who chases targets, and then

pats himself on the back because,

you know, only one patient died needlessly.

We can't save everyone, Ethan.

No.

But I am so fed up with a system

that doesn't even gives us a chance.

I'm tired, Lily.

I can't give any more.

I quit.

Look, what you did was stupid,

but it takes real guts to confront a criminal.

Noel's lucky he's got a mate like you.

We will get the bloke who did this, I promise.

This ends here.

Understand?

I'm sorry it came to this.

I never want to see your face again.