Sweet Child of Mine Casualty

Jez Andrews - new paramedic.

Please, please don't tell the police it was me.

Seriously, you've not made up yet?

-Obviously, I'm going to have to educate you.

-Yeah, you are.

Lofty, you're not going to lose your job.

I won't come back.

Goodbye.

Yeah?

Yeah. Well, then...

What?

Where have you been?

Your phone's been switched off - I've been trying to call.

I've been worried sick, Ethan.

Erm, sorry to hear about your mum.

Thanks, Charlie.

He's taking it badly, eh?

No, I understand

and I'll get the governance report to you by the end of the morning.

I appreciate the urgency to it, but...

Sorry, Henrik, I am going to have to go.

There's, er, an emergency in resus.

You are so naughty!

-It's been a week now, right?

-Mmm.

A man's got needs.

You know, Grace gets that you're allowed to have...

-male friends.

-CONNIE'S PHONE VIBRATES

Oh, I've just seriously got to fire this woman.

What's wrong?

It's Grace's childminder - she's ill again.

She is bringing Grace in.

Well, silver linings and all that.

Could be the perfect time to break the good news.

Let it rain!

Let it rain. What's that?

It is from Along Came Polly. It's one of Zoe's favourite...

Right, you're new. Zoe is my ex. She's a doctor here and...

It's a long story.

White chocolate!

I thought it'd be a laugh.

You know, just, er, just something to do in our breaks.

I'll take it down.

In the hole!

Right,

king of the court.

Loser gets the beers in tonight.

King of the court! You know white men can't jump.

Especially old ones.

Ooh, fighting talk.

-RADIO ANNOUNCER:

-So remember, keep listening all this morning

and phone in when you hear any Rihanna song for a chance to win

two Glastonbury tickets.

I need those tickets.

So does half the town. Waste of time, mate.

Come on, are we playing or what?

Raindrops!

JEZ YELLS IN TRIUMPH

BRAKES SCREECH

OK.

Come on, come out of the car, mate.

Thank you.

HE EXCLAIMS IN DELIGHT

Leaving gift from Lofty.

Ooh! He baked them himself, apparently.

Ah, he must have loads of free time. I am well jel.

Hey, oi!

He used salt instead of sugar.

Typical Lofty.

Ah, Louise, could you ask Noel to photocopy these for me, please?

Mac wants you to photocopy...

Could you tell Mackenzie he can do it himself?

What? He started it!

-Dylan...

-Yeah.

-..how you getting on?

Erm, all right. I don't understand why he had to quit, though.

It was an accident, it wasn't his fault, was it?

What are you talking about?

Well, Ben.

Not Lofty - the report.

Oh. Oh, the report. Yeah, it's fine.

I spoke to him last night.

He's staying at his parents, but he is fine.

-Zoe.

-Yeah.

Right, Jez, do the honours, please.

Yeah, erm, she collapsed outside the ambulance station.

She had a seizure of approximately about 15 seconds.

She is tachy at pulse 120.

Dilated pupils and now she's postictal with a GCS 11.

We never managed to get her name.

I know who it is - it's Mercedes. Straight through to resus, please.

-Mercedes, as in Noel's Mercedes?

-Yeah.

This is her son, Connor.

Hi, Connor, I'm Zoe. I will be looking after your mum.

-Max, would you be able to take care..?

-No, I'm...

Please.

-OK, come on.

-Thanks.

I'm sorry about the Grand Theft Ambo situation.

It's forgotten. I'm sorry to hear about your mum.

Yeah, thanks.

Mac, I need to talk to you about, erm, a thing.

Well, I hope it's not a thing and it doesn't become a thing,

but I think it is a-a thing.

Sorry?

The girl who mugged Noel.

Mercedes.

She is here.

Can't I have a latte?

Er, no.

Is Jacob in today?

I'll get him to come and say hi, shall I?

Right, I need to get back to work. Have you got homework to do?

No.

Can I come and see you work now?

Just thought you should know, Mrs Beauchamp, VIP en route.

Like a pop star?

More like a high-risk prisoner.

Thank you, Jack.

Well, seeing as you're here - meet your new work experience girl -

my daughter, Grace. She'll be working on reception with you today.

I want to be a doctor, not a tea lady.

Are you my mummy?

I am.

-Is your job in a prison?

-Yes, it is.

You just said "yes"!

You are like the best at the Yes/No game ever.

I am!

OK, listen, sweetheart, I've got to get to work now, OK?

I won't be long.

There you go, you've got your phone. You call me if you need me, OK?

-I'll be back to check on you, though.

-OK.

I love you so much.

I love you too, Mum.

This will be over soon.

We're going to make you better.

He'll have a guard with him at all times.

Watch your sharps, OK? I don't want any accidents.

Let's get him in and out as quickly as possible.

-What did he do?

-Lifer.

What, so he killed someone?

Yeah, but he deserved it, darling. I promise you that.

Great, a vigilante.

-Peter, Jim?

-Yes, ma'am.

Hi. Paula Cubie, senior prison officer.

I was diverted straight here to relieve one of the guys.

-So, will you be his doctor?

-One of them, yeah.

Apparently, he got into a fight with his cellmate.

Yeah, and looks like he lost.

OK, well, look, I'll be with him at all times,

and there'll be another officer outside his cubicle.

As long as you don't get in the way of my team,

you can go anywhere you like.

If someone gave your daughter pills that killed her,

and got off, carried on dealing,

laughing in your face the whole time - what would you do, big man?

I wouldn't kill him.

Well, I didn't mean it to go that far.

Right, what have we got?

A very deep incised wound.

Fair bit of blood loss but it's all venous.

Yeah, the blade has gone through the adipose tissue,

deeply into the bicep.

I'm going to get an X-ray to exclude any FBs,

-but think we should be OK to close it here.

-OK.

Dr Hardy, a word, please.

I didn't expect you in today.

-I'm fine.

-Even so, I want you on minors. OK?

Dr Chao, in here, please.

Can you get Dr Chao a suture set with 2-0 vicryl

and 4-0 monofilament to close the skin?

Let's do a group and save, as well, please.

How did this happen, exactly?

An argument got out of hand. I was defending myself.

Could I get some more pain relief, please?

Can you titrate 10 mgs of morphine, please?

He's already had five.

I had my own construction firm. A nice house.

-I'm no junkie.

-I can vouch for him.

HER PHONE BEEPS

OK.

Oh, Zoe.

Right, let's get some bloods off.

I want a venous blood gas, and check her BM.

We need 1g of paracetamol as well, please.

-She only had her spleen out a couple of weeks ago...

-I know.

..and this is how she looks after herself.

OK.

Right, can we get 4mg of lorazepam? And we will repeat if necessary.

OK, we will give this five minutes

and if the fitting doesn't abate, we will start a phenytoin infusion.

Failing that, we'll do an RSI and send her to ITU.

Might be worth giving them a heads up, yeah?

All right, darling, all right, all right.

Why does she do this to herself?

I don't know. A cry for help?

You think she did it on purpose?

Does Noel know she's here?

Perhaps you should stay away, Mac.

Who is going to be here when she wakes up?

There was, erm... There was a fridge magnet

and it just said, "Keep calm, I'm a doctor".

You haven't seen it, have you?

Sorry, I, er, I heard the news.

At least she died with some dignity.

-I suppose that's something, isn't it?

-Dying with dignity?

What does that even mean?

We come into this world alone, we all leave it alone.

At some stage, our bodies fall apart, they let us down

and whether we're 32 or 92, it's always a sad, lonely process.

Dying is horrible, Dylan.

There's no way to dress it up.

You of all people know that.

Er, the bottom drawer -

the magnet that Lofty gave you.

You OK, sweetheart?

-I got this for you, look.

-Thanks, Mum.

It's all right.

I'll just be a minute.

Let me know where you find a good one.

Childminder. Had to bring my daughter in, too.

Bring her inside, it won't be a problem.

Her gran will be here any minute.

OK.

How you doing, beautiful?

Hello, Holby ED.

Hold the line, I'll just check for you.

Is there a Mrs Tinkle?

Ivana Tinkle?

EVERYONE LAUGHS

Crank call, mate.

You've not seen The Simpsons?

Yeah, very funny, you time waster.

Jez - new para.

Noel Garcia.

Keep up.

Hey, Mrs Beauchamp asked if you could look after...

-What's your name?

-Connor.

-..Connor, too.

-No, she didn't.

-Yes, she did.

-Er, no, she didn't.

-Er, yes.

All right, I will flip you for it.

No, don't... Heads.

Yes, get in.

So, obviously, it is best out of three.

Come on.

-HIS PHONE VIBRATES

-Wait.

This way.

You get off, Jim. Long shift.

Thank you.

HE GRUNTS IN PAIN

-What is it?

-I'm fine.

Get them off.

I said I'm fine - it doesn't hurt.

You're clearly not. Get them off.

OK, wait, wait.

Can you ask her to leave, please?

You know I can't.

HE BREATHES HEAVILY

HE GRUNTS IN PAIN

-Oh, what is it?

-It's a needle abscess.

No, it's not drugs.

Yes, it is.

All right, the abscess needs cleaning, irrigating,

wound swabs for MC&S.

Let's do a soft tissue film and pray it's not necrotising fasciitis.

Then he can go off to cubicles.

Best go and get some more bandages, then.

It was one time, OK?

I was talked into it. One time.

I am not a smackhead.

You've known me long enough. You believe me, don't you?

Where's the bag?

-In the car.

-And..?

Here.

How much time do we have?

75 minutes till we need to be at the airfield.

-OK, good. Can we hang up another bag of saline, please?

-Yep.

Is she OK?

She will be.

Signed, sealed and delivered.

Excuse me, Ms Beauchamp, but could I possibly get you

to file this stationary order for me, please?

Certainly, Nurse Masters.

Efficient.

You know, you could probably teach the folk round here a thing or two.

What's going on?

She's a natural, aren't you, firecracker?

We make a good team.

You're getting on well with Jacob?

Yeah, he's cool. Jack, too.

-That Dylan guy's a bit grumpy, though.

-Mmm.

Jack calls him Dr Huffy Puff.

What's that for?

I don't know. I am just happy.

I know it was all a bit messed up before...

..but now it is perfect.

Me and you.

Yeah, it's perfect.

Ethan...

..you can't ignore me for ever, you know that.

-Jacob?

-Yo.

So?

I, erm...

I just don't think Grace is ready just yet

to know that you're...

..you know, erm...

You can't even say it, can you?

Boyfriend.

So what is it?

What - cos I'm a nurse?

-What?

-Cos I didn't go to private school?

Do you know, if this - us - was some sort of fling,

then I totally get why you wouldn't want to tell her.

But surely, if this is the real deal,

then the person you care most about -

you'd want her to know, right?

So, maybe this isn't for you - the real deal.

No, don't say that.

You know, it's cool. It's cool, Conn.

I get it. It's cool.

No, Jacob.

Connor,

where's Connor?

It's all right, OK? A member of staff is looking after him.

We're going to have to start charging you rent, young lady.

Mercedes...

..why do you keep doing this to yourself?

You've got a lovely boy out there.

Is there some kind of problem you are worried about?

Is there someone that can come in and take care of Connor?

Hmm?

Because if there isn't,

we can ask social services to arrange emergency foster care.

OK.

Wait.

His dad.

There you go. All done.

Mrs Beauchamp will be in to see you in a minute.

Thank you.

Pete, you're due a break.

Grab us a tea on your way back. One for yourself.

Hey, come here.

In no time at all, we will be on that plane.

Tomorrow, we're in Florida

and the day after, Molly gets her operation.

Six months - she's walking.

You're beautiful.

You do know that, don't you?

I love you.

-HE MOANS IN PAIN

-Oh, I'm sorry.

He needs the-the loo.

You're in no state to go anywhere.

Back into bed. I'll get a bedpan.

-Come here.

-Get your...

Infected blood - HIV.

I'm sorry.

You got kids, Dr Beauchamp?

She's got a little girl.

What's her name?

Now really isn't the time to be trying my patience.

Grace.

OK.

Here is what's going to happen.

You two are going to wheel me out of here.

Anyone asks, we're going for a scan.

Straight out the front door to Paula's car.

We drive off into the sunset

and you get to kiss little Gracie good night.

No problem.

But one wrong move...

Well, I think you know what is going to happen.

Now, Paula is going to tie you to that chair.

We couldn't have you running off now, could we?

You'll be fine - I promise you.

OK, OK.

Watch and learn.

Boo ya!

MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO: Shake It Off by Taylor Swift

Nah, nah, that's, er...that's Taylor Swift, bro.

All sounds the same to me.

Are you sure this kid should be here?

He is all right.

Yo, Connor, your shot, big man.

All right, get on with it.

OK. That's fine.

In this situation, what we do...

What we actually do is leave.

Max,

Max, not cool, mate, it's my first week!

Connor.

Go on, I'll sort it.

Hey, Mum, can I get some money for lunch?

You must be Grace.

How do you know that?

Your mother talks about you all the time.

I don't have my purse, sweetheart, so...

-Here you are.

-Erm...

thanks.

She's been a great help, by the way. She is a natural.

Takes after her mother.

And she's pretty like her, too.

We need to get the patient a CT, so, er, off you go.

Mrs Beauchamp...

..CT's that way.

The patient needs a cigarette.

-Can't you get a porter?

-Will you just go back to work!

Good girl.

Wait.

Take us to the basement.

Molly was out with her gran when she was four,

she ran off into the road.

My mum couldn't get to her fast enough, and bang.

You don't need to explain yourself to her, babe.

I should have been home, so it's my fault, you see.

In the US, there's this new stem-cell treatment.

It might fix her spine.

But it costs.

It costs a lot.

And he has promised to pay for it if you break him out?

You know, with these things - there's no guarantee it'll work,

even if you do make it there.

But would you not do anything to help your child?

CHARLIE CLEARS HIS THROAT

It's a tough hand...

..no doubt about it.

Thank you, Charlie, but I'm not my brother.

I don't need therapy sessions.

You don't have to do this alone, Ethan.

He's your family, and family is all there is.

That's what gets us through.

Keeping myself busy - that's what'll get me through.

Been there, got the T-shirt.

I've got a lot of T-shirts.

This place - hiding behind other people's suffering -

we think it can take away our own pain.

It can't.

It's a distraction.

It's not a solution.

Ethan, a girl's been found in a car outside.

Poor thing, she doesn't know where her mum is and she's a bit groggy.

Right, thank you.

Sorry, excuse me, Dr Hanna? Vince Callaghan, we spoke on the phone.

Thanks for coming in. Mercedes is just this way.

OK, where's my son? Where's Connor?

It's OK. He's with a member of staff.

Was it drugs?

I can't really say, I'm afraid.

Of course it is, it always is.

-Vince!

-She's going to get done for this, right?

-What?

For putting my son in danger, she's going to get arrested?

Hang on, can we just deal with Mercedes' health first?

Look, I just want to see my son.

HE GRUNTS IN PAIN

That's the infection setting in, Kieran.

Your condition will deteriorate to the point where your organs

shut down. We need to get you upstairs.

-His organs?

-She's lying, just to get herself out of this.

If he doesn't have surgical intervention, he could die.

Shut up!

Kieran,

Kieran, sit down.

There is no time, OK? OK.

HE CONTINUES TO BREATHE HEAVILY

MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO: Rather Be by Clean Bandit feat. Jesse Glynne

Check.

Check.

Fold.

This isn't poker - you can't fold.

MUSIC: Diamonds by Rihanna

That's Rihanna, right?

I'm through. Shhh!

OK, Molly, everything seems fine.

-We're going to find out where your mother is now.

-Thank you.

-OK.

So, the mother who is here isn't a patient,

but a prison officer called Paula Cubie.

Yeah, yeah, she's with the VIP.

But why would she bring Molly here?

Who knows?

Some people make all the wrong decisions

when it comes to their children.

Is Vince coming back?

I don't know.

MERCEDES YELLS IN PAIN What's wrong, Mercedes?

Oh. Lily?

It's her laparotomy incision - it's dehisced.

That should have healed by now.

Yeah, well, the body can't heal, not when it's still being abused.

She is going to need to start some antibiotics

and we'll need to call the surgeons.

I still can't find Connor.

-RADIO DJ:

-'OK, Maximus, you've got one chance

'to bag yourself a pair of highly sought-after tickets

-'to this year's Glastonbury Festival.

-Are you ready?'

-I was born ready.

-'Course you were.

'So, Rihanna is one of the most successful female artists

'of the modern era...'

Umbrella, California King Bed, that one about S&M.

'Max, I haven't asked the question yet. Just relax.

'Rihanna is one of the most successful female artists

'of the modern era, but can you tell me her first name?'

-Erm...

-'She's not called, 'Erm', Max.'

Robyn.

-Where?

-Her first name is Robyn.

It better be.

'I'll have to hurry you.'

Robyn.

'I'm sorry to tell you...

'that you're going to need to buy a new pair of welly boots

'cos you're off to Glastonbury!'

Right, come on, let's hit that vending machine.

Robyn, the con - where is he?

Mrs Beauchamp took him to CT.

So why didn't she take the fluids?

Watch it!

You walked into me.

You need to get those glasses checked, mate.

Oh, well, don't give me a hand to pick 'em up, will you?

What's up with them two?

Lovers' tiff.

What, they're gay?

I've had enough of those two nuggets. We need a plan.

And you're sure there's no record of him?

OK, yeah, cheers, mate.

They haven't even been to CT.

CONNIE'S PHONE VIBRATES

'Once we're, erm, through the basement,

'it's one flight of stairs to the car park.

'Will you let me go then?'

'Course we will. This isn't a hostage thing.'

If it's not a hostage thing, what is it, then?

I think she has been kidnapped.

Alert the prison officer.

Call the cops and security.

She is in the basement.

Jacob, wait for the police.

You're clever, I'll give you that.

You find a single mum, daughter in a wheelchair. You work her.

Make her fall in love with you. Promise her the earth.

Promise to cure her daughter.

What mother could resist that?

He does love me.

Yeah? You're going to spend the rest of your life

on the run with him living off his blood money?

It's not blood money. I earned every penny.

See, here's what I think -

I think he's just a washed-up junkie,

who'll promise the world to get what he wants

and once he's got it, darling, don't worry, he'll dump you.

Just shut up!

She will be going up to theatre shortly.

Surgery?

Yeah. Look, her body should have healed in the timeframe,

but she's not looking after herself properly.

She is frail, she is malnourished.

So, what-what-what are you saying, she's not been eating?

What I am saying is that she is not coping on her own.

Look, I know it's none of my business,

but what she needs right now is for you to help her, not judge her.

You came back.

Dad!

Are you coming home?

I know I might not be perfect, but neither are you.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm coming home.

I am going to get us out this mess.

This is it. This is the exit.

-It's clear.

-Let's do this.

I am going to let her go.

Kieran, what are you doing?

You think you're special?

-You think you're better than us?

-I know I am.

-Don't!

-Take another step, let's see what happens.

He says he's HIV.

Do you want to find out if I'm telling porkies?

Now, Paula, baby...

..we need to cuff him to that pipe, OK? Go on.

Remember, Muscles, I've got a loaded gun here.

Throw away the key.

Let her go, OK? We don't need to hurt her.

Just let her go, please.

Her too.

HE GRUNTS IN PAIN

Easy.

Let's go.

-Are you OK?

-Yeah.

-Did they hurt you?

-No.

We found Molly.

We've got your daughter.

If Max wanted me to help him move some furniture,

-why didn't he just ask me himself?

-Don't ask me, Big Man.

Er, Big Mac.

Louise, it was my birthday ages ago.

-Yeah, I know, but Max said there's a gift in here for you.

-Oh!

In you go.

Friends - they're the family you actually choose.

Now sort it out -

or kill each other.

Either way - we're sick of listening to it, boys.

He's lying, Paula.

He's saying anything just to stop this.

Molly - she's in a chair, purple cardigan. We've got her.

Social services are on their way.

Paula...

Paula, baby, look at me.

-SHE WHIMPERS

-We could still go.

You think I am going to leave my daughter?

We don't have any choice!

You'll do time, you stupid bitch!

I can't go back there.

You know I can't.

HE GRUNTS IN PAIN

Kieran... HE CONTINUES TO GRUNT IN PAIN

..the infection has eroded the artery.

You need to free us, or you are going to bleed out

and die in minutes.

HE YELLS IN PAIN

I can't go back there.

I don't deserve to be in there!

HE YELLS We need to clip the artery.

Paula...

..we need the key.

KIERAN BREATHES HEAVILY

Hurry up, Paula.

I can't find it.

I want him alive. I want him to live to regret this.

JACOB GRUNTS WITH EXERTION Be careful, Jacob.

Gloves.

Wait, wait - gloves.

We are losing him. KIERAN PANTS

Let's get him up to resus.

Right, we better keep this one

off the books after the ambulance fiasco.

Your girlfriend's here, mate.

-What's up?

-Oh, I don't know,

I just feel bad about Lofty.

Like I could have done more to keep him here.

No, he quit. End of.

I know what'd cheer you up.

Don't come a-knocking while the ambulance is a-rocking!

Come here. Is that all you can think about?

I thought you wanted cheering up.

Can I stay over tonight?

Yeah, yeah, but I promised Jez I'd take him for a pint.

Why don't you come with us?

Forget it.

NOEL SIGHS

Oh, come on, this was yours for so long,

you must know a way out.

If I knew how to get out, do you think I'd still be sat here?

-Where is your phone?

-Reception. Where's yours?

No credit.

Well, call 999, then.

I hardly think this constitutes an emergency situation, Noel.

Are you going to eat that?

Help yourself.

I didn't buy it for you, you know.

Oh..!

Bleurgh! What the..?

Ethan, could you have a look at these for me, please?

It's Mr Gregson in cubicle two.

He needs to be referred to oncology immediately.

Actually, I can do it.

I'm sorry about your mother.

Even if you didn't have a particularly good relationship

with your parent, it still hurts.

Sorry, what?

I know what you're going through.

Do you know what? I wish everyone would just leave me alone.

You all right?

Jez...

-..I'm sorry about the paint.

-Ah, it's fine.

Nah, I owe you a favour, then.

Actually, I heard you might have a spare room?

Basically I'm still living at home with my mum,

but she's got this, er...

..toy boy

and, er,

-let's just say that I'm not getting much sleep.

-Nice, but I don't know.

His name's Hugo and he walks around in a thong.

I'll check with my sister.

Nice one.

Go again.

Let's do a review, shall we?

He's been down for at least 20 minutes with no output,

despite rapid transfusion and aggressive ALS.

He's been in PEA and currently asystolic.

Connie?

Time of death - 18.32.

You need to call Molly's gran.

She knows the number.

Somebody from management's on their way down.

Press office have also been on.

Hey, Ethan.

OK, you blame me.

That's fine, I can cope with that.

But whether you like it or not, I'm still your brother

and right now, I'm all you've got.

You know, when you fail at being a doctor or give up,

you should go into counselling.

Come on.

Just do it.

Just hit me!

When are you going to come home?

As soon as I can, Molly. OK, as soon as I can.

But I will be thinking of you

every single minute of every day, I promise you.

You're my big, brave girl.

I love you so, so much.

-I love you too, Mummy.

-PAULA SOBS

One minute, please.

Kieran was the one who pulled the syringe.

He made the threats.

That's what happened, that's what my statement will say.

Your daughter doesn't deserve to lose her mother for years.

Thank you.

What happened?

Nothing, sweetheart.

I heard you were wonderful today.

Well done, babe.

It was fun.

Come here.

Right, go and wait in the car, I'm just going to get my bag, OK?

It's your birthday present.

Why did you lie?

I never lied. People just assumed.

Yeah, and you revelled in it - the praise.

You loved being the hero.

No, I didn't! I hated every minute of it.

What was I supposed to do, huh?

Tell everybody I was hid in the carsey

when my best mate got battered by a girl?

I froze, OK?

It was a cowardly thing to do and I am sorry.

She is not a bad kid, you know.

She did what she did cos she had to feed her son.

Ah, poor Mercedes. How are things with you and your new bezzie mate?

You seemed pretty close earlier.

-See? Now that is not you.

-What?

I don't know if it's that bang on the head, right,

but the Noel I know - he forgives people their mistakes.

He sees the best in people.

That's why he's my best mate.

Seriously - Blue?

Couldn't find the Elton John version.

You know -

# Sorry seems to be the hardest word. #

So when's Louise going to let us out of here, anyway?

Hang on...

..hasn't she gone home now?

-Louise?

-Louise?

-Jack!

-Jack!

-Louise!

-Jack!

-THEY BANG ON THE DOOR

What on earth did you think you were doing?

-Mmm?

-You should have waited.

I think that is the worst thank you I've ever heard.

Shut up.

So, what you doing later, boyfriend?

-So, you're going to..?

-Mmm.

All right.

Mmm? What's wrong?

I heard you were great with him.

Yeah, well, he's a good kid.

Two secs.

So, I've got good news and great news.

The good news is we are going to Glastonbury.

-What? Seriously?

-Seriously.

Amazing. What's the great news?

We're getting a new housemate.

It's Jez, the new paramedic.

His bed isn't even cold yet.

Lofty is not dead, Robyn.

Come on, we need help with the rent

and Jez is better than some freak off the street.

-OK.

-Come on.

I was about to tell you.

You said it would just be me and you.

On the way home from the airport.

Me and you.

Were you seeing him then?

-You are actually unbelievable.

-I...

don't understand - you get on with Jacob.

Why did I go to New York the last time?

Tell me, Mum.

Because your job meant more to you than I did.

That's not true.

You can't fit us all in.

It's impossible.

Something has to give.

And it can't be me.

Again.

-It can't be me.

-Grace.

Finish it with Jacob or I go back to Dad...

for good.