Hello, I Must be Going Casualty

I need a clean break, Connie. I'm sure you know what I mean.

There's nothing I can do to make you change your mind?

This is our new Band 5 nurse, David Hide.

Odd fish.

Connor's mum's in a... critical condition.

I know...

cos I put her in it.

I'm pregnant.

PHONE MESSAGE: 'Isn't fair -

'I just want to talk to you, and I can't talk to you.

'I want to kiss you, and I can't kiss you...'

SHE PANTS

My day started so much better than this.

MAN GAGS

HE GROANS

HE CHOKES AND SPLUTTERS

So much better.

MUSIC: No-one Knows by Queens of the Stone Age

-It's easy.

-No, it isn't.

Anyone could do it. This is what I see, right?

"Can I get some Cs and Us.

"I'll put my hand on my forehead so I look pensive."

-What?!

-"Can someone fetch Robin?

"She hasn't bagged a patient for at least ten minutes."

-That is not me.

-"OK, now I'm going to say 'OK',

"cos that's how I start off every sentence."

"I'm going to need masses of gases.

"Now, I'm going to tuck my hair behind my ears

"for no apparent reason. Maybe it's to distract people from the wildly

"inappropriate footwear I've got on

"during this life and death situation."

I can't kiss you when I'm laughing.

Yes, you can. Open your mouth, say, "Ah..."

MAN GAGS

Hi. New doc, first day.

Old doc, last day.

-How's he doing?

-Jaw's broken,

his teeth are probably lodged in the back of his throat,

and I cannot get this arm to stop bleeding.

Aside from that, he's as right as rain(!)

-Do you want to end up like him?

-Do you?

You know he could die down here?

Oh, so what?

Accidents happen.

She seriously needs her head examined.

Yeah, take a closer look...

and you'll see everybody does.

I handed my notice in a month ago.

Yeah, wondering why the flat was so empty.

A job came up, I took it.

Michigan?

Today?

Today.

I couldn't say no.

What young...ish,

free, single person would?

So I should definitely go, then, yeah?

What's that song...?

"It's early morn, the taxi's blowing its horn..."

"Take me home, country road?"

I'm pretty sure it's something else, but...

(it'll come to me.)

He's losing a lot of blood.

What's that for?

He's calling a cab(!)

Your friend is really bugging me.

Friend? I've only just met her.

Either way, I'll cut her tongue out.

Listen to me, Shelle, he needs to get to hospital -

it's just across the road.

You don't want to go down for murder.

I aren't going down for anything.

Just need to work this out.

-Just need some time to think.

-Answers on a postcard(!)

One dead, two dead...

(..makes no difference to me.)

MAN PANTS

Welcome to Holby(!)

Glad you came?

MAN PANTS

ALARM CLOCK BEEPS

Guys, it's tomorrow.

Right.

INDISTINCT SPEECH ON RADIO

SHE GRUNTS

MUFFLED MUSIC PLAYS

SHE GROANS

DISH CLATTERS

Guys!

Move your butts!

ALARM CONTINUES TO BEEP

CACOPHONY OF NOISE BUILDS

NOISE STOPS

SHE EXHALES

KEYS RATTLE

# I was cryin'

# When I met you

# Now I'm tryin' to forget you... #

SHE EXHALES

# Love is sweet misery... #

ENGINE STARTS

# I was cryin' just to get you... #

ENGINE STOPS

# Now I'm dyin' cos I let you... #

-I can't believe you want to come in.

-I've got to clear my desk,

do a bit of admin,

say a few goodbyes.

Who else knows you're leaving?

Connie, the board - they had to find my replacement -

but no-one else. Not yet.

Not Charlie or Dylan?

Mm. Still working on that.

At least we haven't got to buy you a leaving present.

That's win-win.

You see, that's me - kind to the end.

I...

..can't let you show up naked.

-That would be wrong.

-That would be very wrong.

Come on. I'll lug this for you.

So...

I'm just thinking out loud here, but let's say

-you did show up naked...

-Which I wouldn't.

But let's say you did.

That would be QUITE a leaving present, from you to us, I mean.

Imagine Big Mac.

-He'd erect...

-Max.

-..a massive plaque.

-What is wrong with you?

-Nothing's wrong with me.

I'm not going to get naked.

What you doing now?

Call it a leaving present.

I'm going to help you with the plan, Shelle.

The first thing you need is for Vince to stay alive.

-SHELLE:

-What, using a bra?

-He needs a tourniquet.

That's French for something tight.

You should see what you we can do with our knickers.

Second thing...run.

Take off. I don't care about you.

Get this far away from here as you can.

Just shut up!

HE GASPS

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hello, babe.

'Vince. Vince.'

Mercedes, calm down.

'Shelle just called.'

She's coming.

She's coming here.

No, listen to me, look...

Hello? Hello?

Vince?

SHE MOANS

No, no, no, no, no.

MUSIC: All My Life by Foo Fighters

HORN BLARES

Oh, come on, mate, while we're still young, yeah?

# All my life I've been searching for something

# Something never comes Never leads to nothing

# Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close

# Closer to the prize at the end of the rope... #

REVERSE ALERT BEEPS

# I dream of the day

# When it comes around then it's taken away... #

I haven't sinned in 20 years.

I've got to be owed one.

# Come down Don't you resist... #

# And if I give it a twist... #

SHE WHIMPERS

-VINCE:

-(Oh, God.)

-Oh, I'm so sorry.

-I'm so sorry. Are you all right?

-Yeah.

Yeah. God.

SHE TUTS

Your new girl's late.

First-day nerves, I suppose. You must remember them.

And "girl" is possibly at least a decade out.

Well, on my first day I was there at the precise second

I was asked to be.

I'm not impressed.

Well, think positively, Mrs Beauchamp.

Things can only improve from this point forward.

Really? Want to put money on that?

How much?

You don't gamble.

£2 says she's here within the next 12 minutes.

You're on.

Well, I do allow myself some fun occasionally.

Sometimes as much as a whole minute a day(!)

So the Englishman says, "I thought we were all friends."

Oh! Sorry.

Well, no, sorry would be stopping to help me pick them up, wouldn't it?

She's sorry.

An overrated word that is - "sorry".

"I'm sorry I just ran your aunt over with a tractor."

You're priceless, Dylan.

No, it should be followed by a deed, shouldn't it? By a good deed?

What? Have I got something in my teeth?

-No. No.

-What then?

-It's nothing. I just...

-Mm?

Let's do lunch, you and me. My treat.

-Well, then I WILL get something in my teeth.

-No, you won't.

I'll bring a mirror so you can check.

-Um...

-Say "yes".

-Say "yes".

-Yes, yes, yes. OK, yeah.

Hi, guys.

Hiya.

All right, mate?

I'm Iain. What's your name?

Yeah, Vince. Look, I'm fine. Just help me up, mate.

Listen, just stay still for us.

I want to check you over, OK?

He came out of nowhere - just ran, smack, into the car.

You were driving in the park?

I was taking a short-cut, I'm late for work.

No-one's ever early these days, are they?

I've done the primary survey -

I think he has some cracked ribs and a nasty head laceration.

Ooh, someone's been watching Grey's Anatomy.

Just ignore him.

Carry-chair, please.

And maybe some morphine?

D'you want to drive the ambulance, as well, or what?(!)

Are you a doc, then?

Yes, Elle Gardner.

I was due at Holby what feels like four years ago.

Look, my car is conked out, so I'm going to come in with you, OK?

Well, the police aren't going to like that -

leaving the scene of an accident.

True. I-I'll...

I'll leave them a note.

I'll explain what happened,

and that I was concerned for the patient.

I'll underline the word "emergency",

if you'll back me up, that is.

Yeah. Yeah, fine. I'm Iain, by the way.

Thanks, Iain.

Any more orders?(!)

And this is Jez.

Sweet baby Jez.

Your nurse's name is Robyn,

and she'll be with you for the rest of the flight.

Thanks, take a seat, I'll be two seconds.

Where were you last night?

I... Doesn't matter.

Max, don't be a prat. She's only going to hurt you all over again.

-We were saying goodbye.

-I so wish.

Zoe's leaving...

for a job...

in America.

-Then why aren't you in a puddle of tears?

-Why WOULD I be?

Right, we're going to discuss this tonight.

-The...football's on telly.

-We're going for a pint.

-It's a big game.

-No arguing.

It's a really big...

Ah, ah, ahhh.

-MAN AND WOMAN:

-Ahhh. Ahhh.

-Ah.

-Ahhh.

A... Ah?

What are you doing?

This is Mrs Cave, she's had a sore throat for four days.

That's a category four patient.

No, it's category three.

No, your woman there arrived, what, 20 minutes ago?

There's a man in HDC 2 with a broken leg

who's been there 90 minutes.

Now, guess which category Mrs Cave is.

Anyway...

you're sorted now.

Thanks.

Well, that's an hour late now - that's a new low.

Do you have change?

TRAY CLATTERS

Can we have some help up here?

-Please?

-New lows as far as the eye can see.

SHE SIGHS

-Hey.

-Hey.

I couldn't let you go without a leaving present.

Oh, Max, you shouldn't have...

spent so much money on me(!)

I'm flush. I sold a kidney.

Which might mean I'm not flush, medically speaking.

-One last time on the bench?

-I thought you'd never ask.

-11 o'clock?

-On the dot.

-On the dot.

-Max?

-Save it for the bench.

HE GASPS

I want a cigarette. You?

I gave up years ago, but thanks.

Right. What I'm going to do is, I'm going to lock you in,

and as soon as I get far enough away, I'm going to call for help.

No, lock us in here and that makes you a murderer.

Help us and you'll get, what, six months? A year, tops?

-Look, I've told you, I will call it in.

-No, you won't.

-I'm game, if you are.

-Yeah.

Stupid. Stupider.

VINCE GASPS

His airway's compromised.

The teeth must be stuck at the back of his throat.

OK, you hold his mouth, cos he's going to gag.

OK, Vince. It's going to be OK.

-Agh!

-Oh! Hey, hey, Vince.

I'm sorry, but you need to let us do this, please.

VINCE GAGS Yeah, yeah, I got them.

Airway is secure.

VINCE WHIMPERS

-Are you OK?

-Best day of my life(!)

Don't you dare!

CLOCK TICKING

-Hey up.

-Need a hand?

Yeah, why not?

Vince...

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Hang on, what's going on?

-Vince, Vince...come back.

-Hey! Come back, mate.

-Shelle?

-Vince!

-Hang on, hang on...

Help! Please, help.

-What happened?

-I don't know - he was fine, and then...

-Can you hear me, mate?

-Yeah, yeah.

I think he's had a stroke.

-Shelle...

-Here!

How long has he been like that?

-I don't know. Please...

-Vince!

Reception say there's a hysterical woman.

Is this them? Zoe...

-Dylan, can you take over, here?

-Yeah, of course.

Vince!

I have got nothing because of you two.

Look, it's over, Shelle.

I've got no house, I've got no plants,

and I need cash, and you are going to cough up,

or I'm going after Mercedes.

That porter, he's going to grass you up.

-SHE LAUGHS

-Then I'll go look for him

after Mercedes.

How long have you been there?

Long enough.

Shelle, like I said, just give it up, OK?

-Argh!

-Agh!

-No!

FRUIT MACHINE JINGLES, HE YELLS

-Argh!

-Back off! Do you want some as well?

Get in there. Get in there, get in!

-VINCE GROANS IN PAIN

-Get him up, now.

Get him up and get in there, now.

All right.

-Argh...!

-Move!

As hard as you can from me.

I've seen the advert, the "Think FAST", the face...

Yeah, that's great, you know the acronym. Terrific.

There's a marked right-sided weakness.

You can let go, thank you very much. Um... OK, do we have a name, yet?

It's Hunter, Greg Hunter.

OK, Greg, can you talk to me, please?

-Speech, S, for speech.

-That's right. Yup.

What's happening?

There's a slight slur. What's his blood pressure?

Looks normal to me.

Time - the face, arms, speech, time...

OK, thanks for the refresher course.

Give us a little bit of room, please.

We'll need U&Es, FBC,

we'll do blood clotting and, um...then we'll do an ECG, I think.

-What's happening?

-You're in Holby A&E.

You had a stroke.

Well, no, OK - that's a little bit presumptuous.

We'll give him a full assessment then send him for a CT,

so if you want to grab a coffee...

-I don't like coffee.

-It doesn't have to be coffee,

any hot drink will do.

-I'll show you where to wait.

-Jo...

What were we thinking?

PHONE CHIMES

PHONE CHIMES AGAIN

You going to answer those?

It's just Rita.

I'll call her back when I'm less busy.

-Oi! That is private.

-Hey! Aww, that's so sweet!

She wants to go to a garden centre this weekend to get some flowers.

Maybe you can have some soup with the OAPs in the cafe afterwards.

-Ha-ha-ha. It's quite fun actually.

-Kill yourself now.

-Seriously.

-Get off.

Hey! I was looking for you. Your husband's gone for a CT.

Do you believe in gremlins?

Oh - can't say I've given it much thought.

Me neither. Until now. But...

When I was going to the hotel, I hit every red light,

I got a puncture, then there was a closed road.

I had to go the long way round. I was two hours late.

You think that was gremlins?

Then the minute I arrive at the hotel

and Greg and I start, you know...

..he goes and has a stroke.

You were in a hotel?

Max!

What are you doing down here?

I told Vince to come here.

OK, well, if he shows up, I'm calling the police.

Agh! Max...

Shelle called me, she said she was coming here, so I called Vince.

But he's just not shown up.

I'm shocked cos he is usually so reliable(!)

Oh...!

I think Shelle wants him to come here.

What if she's hurt him or something?

If you're that worried, call the police.

Wha...? Max?

I'm sorry, all right? But what can I do?

HEARTBEATS

Right, you see, this is how it's going to play out.

One of you is going to get knifed and the other one -

being the little do-gooder that she is -

can carry on saving lives.

Do you know what? I'm really getting sick of you.

So am I.

Ah...!

CLOCK TICKING

DYLAN MAKES SUCKING SOUNDS

That's really loud, you know.

Oh, is it? Sorry.

-You OK in there?

-Yeah. Um, where's...where's Jo?

She's just waiting.

Listen, don't...phone anyone, OK? Not yet.

OK, just try and relax in there. Let the machine do its thing, OK?

I think they're having an affair.

Not sure that is pertinent, Robyn.

No. But still, it's...

What?

That doesn't look good. OK, let's get him out of there, please.

I think he's had a stroke, yeah, OK.

Can you hear me, Greg?

Greg, can you hear me?

Right, let's get him to resus, please.

Thank you. OK, on my count, then, after one. One.

-Greg? Greg, can you hear me?

-Is he coming around?

No, Greg, don't try and speak for me.

Just lie back, please.

Greg?

I am afraid the TIA's developed into a full-blown stroke

so we're going to have to deal with that.

We'll need to eliminate the blood clots.

Let's start with ten units of Reteplase, please,

when you get a moment.

But I did the FAST thing as fast as I could.

Let's...concentrate on the here and now.

Gremlins.

I beg your pardon?

They warned us. Just didn't heed the signs.

OK - Greg is going to be OK.

Obviously, we'll need to admit him to the stroke ward

and he'll need a significant amount of aftercare, but...

You'd...

You'd better call his wife, then.

We are getting really busy out there.

Blame Hanssen. It's his fault we're a consultant down.

And I can't find Zoe to cover for the new girl.

Woman. New woman.

No - Zoe's just probably a little bit preoccupied.

Is there something I don't know?

No.

That's actually a "yes".

Why are we getting a new consultant?

Because you can never have too many?

Is she late?

We had our first kiss here.

Max, last night...

It was the last night.

Yet here you are, holding one of those.

What can I say? I'm addicted.

-Forget her, Max.

-Who?

She's a car crash and you're one of those test dummies

they keep showing in slow motion.

Mm - I've got loads more hair, so I'm not.

And you're wrong. I'm free, I'm moving on, I'm...

A blind idiot.

She'll have joined the mile-high club

before she's landed.

HEARTBEATS

SHUDDERING BREATHS

CLOCK TICKING

So it got a bit lonely on the bench, and now I can't find you anywhere.

No, I'm sorry - we don't actually buy organs.

You might be able to try a private hospital though.

OK, thanks.

-Have you seen Zoe?

-Not recently.

Want me to bring up her patient list?

No, you're all right, she's doing admin today - thanks, though.

PHONE BUZZES

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

His wife should know, don't you think?

Obviously, but...

Well, she and I have been friends for years, so...

I can't be here. And...you can't tell her anything really.

PHONE BEEPS

Well, then can you tell me something?

I'll try.

Why? Why do it?

Honestly?

Because it's intoxicating.

We tried to say no to it, we tried our best,

but...when it takes hold, it really takes hold.

-You seen Zoe?

-Uh...

Yes, yes. She had a patient, but he ran off on her.

-I would have let him.

-Dylan.

Yeah - they went in the direction of the pub.

I don't think they'll be there now.

That's a great pleasure, Max. Don't mention it.

"Thank you" been expunged from the dictionary, has it?

SIREN WAILS

-SHELLE:

-Right, you see, this is how it's going to play out.

One of you is going to get knifed and the other one -

being the little do-gooder that she is -

can carry on saving lives.

-Agh!

-Max!

-Ugh!

-Oh!

KNIFE SLICES Agh! Oh!

ZOE GASPS

MUFFLED HEART BEAT

You...!

You're OK. You're OK! You're OK! I've got you!

-Agh!

-Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

You see, I have three big boys - you are never breaking this grip.

SHELLE GROANS

Is that your bra?

Right, pulse 104, SATS 94% and resps increased and shallow.

Airway's compromised, considerable blood loss.

We need to get him intubated.

You can't go through there like that.

Let me get you patched up.

By my favourite nurse. How could I resist?

Let me just get changed first.

-No, Zoe...

-Charlie.

Zoe, you're shaking.

I'm fine.

Well, then promise me you'll let me buy you lunch later on? My treat.

You know, I'm already seeing Dylan.

Do you mind if I invite myself?

I'd like that.

I will find you. I promise.

-Zoe.

-Where's Shelle?

The police turned up, looking for the new doctor.

Apparently she left the scene of an accident or something.

You want to keep your eye on that one.

Well, that's going to be difficult, cos once I've worked my notice,

I'm going to be in Michigan with a different doctor.

-Dr Gardner, I presume?

-Sorry for the hold up.

Are you all right to proceed?

Don't worry about me, I'm spot-on.

And I'd like to see this one through.

All right, intubation might be difficult

with the injury to the jaw, so...

Tube, please.

When was the last time you did this?

-LAUGHING:

-The Beatles were still together.

Joke.

Oh, come on.

ELLE GRUMBLES

I can take over.

Do that and you'll be taking over for evermore. Come on!

MONITOR ALARM SOUNDS

-Right, move aside.

-I've got this.

-Dr Gardner...

-I've got this.

Steth.

Talk to me.

MONITOR RESUMES STEADY BEEP

Position's good. Inflate the cuff. Cricoid off. Secure the tube.

OK, good work.

And welcome to Holby.

Thank you. Nice to finally be here.

Though I might take the bus tomorrow.

Oh, if they ask, it was an emergency.

Excuse me?

You can't jack everything in. Where does that leave me?

I've already lost Lofty - you'll be gone within the month?

-Think of the holidays.

-You can't trust her.

-Leaving On A Jet Plane!

-What?

I knew it wasn't Take Me Home Country Roads.

Max, it won't work out. Haven't you learned anything?

-Faith.

-Listen to me!

George Michael. "You gotta to have faith."

You should be happy. My life's turning into a musical.

RADIO COMMUNICATION

Reading between the lines, I think I'm looking at community service.

Well, it can only get better from here on.

ELLE LAUGHS

It's taken me eight years to prise myself away from this place.

Good years, though?

The best.

And the worst.

But mainly the best.

What a baptism.

A doctor whose first patient is the bloke she ran over.

Running someone down, hostage situation,

community service...

Yeah, you're going to fit right in here.

THEY LAUGH

I've just spent the last however long

treating two patient... not even patients.

There was absolutely nothing wrong with them and there are genuine emergencies here.

Yes. Yes, you have. It's just...

Yeah?

Two years ago, the system was rather different.

Yes, it was, yeah, but...um...

Well, the way I would look at it,

the square root of medicine is always a prime number.

Genius. That's genius...

Is it?

I'm pretty sure you should take the rest of the day off, shouldn't you?

Well, I was only meant to be in for the morning.

-Now I've got to give a statement...

-Do it from home.

Not before I say goodbye.

Why? Goodbye?

I'm leaving, Dylan.

Oh.

Yeah - got myself a fancy job in Michigan,

courtesy of our friend Nick Jordan.

I couldn't say no, it's once in a lifetime.

Well, that's a double "oh".

I suppose... Well, we'll get you a card,

and we'll throw a party.

Um...we'll get you a practical gift,

not something you're just...

I leave today.

Max is going to join me later on.

Doesn't give us much time to do all the things...

I've just...I've totally forgotten.

Visit me?

Assuming I can get on a plane.

Skype, text me, e-mail.

Yeah, there is that, yeah.

You're going to be all right, you know, without me.

-You will be fine.

-What about you?

Me?

I'll still be me - how could I be anyone else?

HOARSELY: You see, this is why I wanted to keep it to myself.

-Hello?

-Um...I'm his girlfriend.

Oh...come in, it's fine.

-Is he going to be all right?

-Yes. I mean, he needs surgery.

He probably won't be able to talk much for a while.

That's all right. He don't make much sense anyway.

Oh, Vince.

Vince, you've got to get better.

Connor's going to have a little sister.

Or maybe a brother.

They do good news here as well?

Result.

The people will be with you from the stroke unit soon, OK?

Where's Jo?

Right here.

-Greg, your wife...

-Don't say it.

She's coming in, so...I need to not be here.

-We didn't even get to...

-Listen to me.

You've got to get better now, that's all that matters.

And where will you be?

Stuck at the traffic lights, probably.

All of them red.

I'm so sorry.

Me too.

Look, I just wanted something...different,

which was selfish and thoughtless and stupid.

But...well, sometimes, you need to be like that.

I don't know why, but you do.

-ELEVATOR:

-'Doors opening.'

Excuse me.

'Doors closing...'

-Robyn.

-Max says he's going with you.

Look, I didn't ask him, he made up his own mind.

-Then I need to know something.

-What?

Can you change? From what you are, what you always have been.

I've got a new job in America,

I can't afford to be anything but a grown-up.

You really think I want to screw that up?

I'm talking about the job. I'm talking about Max.

I know what you're talking about

and I haven't spent my whole life learning nothing.

So you're not going to hurt him again?

Never.

I need you to promise me.

I don't just want you to say it - I need you to mean it.

I promise.

Heart and soul, I promise.

At least he believes you.

That's all you really need.

'Doors closing.'

I have no idea what the square root of medicine is.

But that doctor said, Dylan...

Dylan is not like the rest of us. Look, let me find you someone

who can talk you through the system here.

-Ah. Nail-on-the-head time.

-Meaning?

-Talking. I...I get a bit shy around people.

-You're a nurse.

-Patients are fine. But the rest...

-You mean us?

-Mm.

-Right. You need Robyn.

-Robyn?

She's warm, she's cuddly, she'll be anyone's friend.

Start with her and then warm to us.

Just one question?

She's the chirpy one with curly red hair.

Chirpy one, curly red hair...

I bet there'll be a Noel on Reception there,

but he'll be called Brad or Chad or something.

Well, if I knew what you were talking about,

I might be able to respond.

-Oi! Get off.

-C'mon, one more on the lips. No tongues.

-Get off!

-Give up.

Plenty more where that came from over the next month.

Oi! What's got into you?

All right, doctor. You need a nurse.

Come on. No argument - come on.

You are an artist, Charlie Fairhead.

I put that down to a lifetime's experience.

There's no-one quite like you.

Me?

Ten a penny.

Not you. You're special.

-Listen, about that lunch?

-Yeah.

I don't really think I could eat.

But I'll always appreciate the invite.

Always.

Actually, I've been doing a bit of digging.

Well, I thought, you know, one new consultant in

might mean one old consultant out?

So I gave Hanssen a ring.

And what did he say?

It was a terrible connection. I couldn't make out a word.

Tell me I'm doing the right thing, Charlie.

It's a bit late for that.

Do you want me to go?

I want you to do what you want.

You accepted that job because you wanted to go.

Start again.

Max is coming.

I love him, Charlie.

I know.

You hesitated.

No.

You don't think it's going to work, do you?

You and Max know what's right.

It'll work if you want it to.

Are you all right?

-The stitches just sting.

-Sorry.

It's fine.

I like that they do.

Did you tell her anything?

No. But it doesn't mean I'm exactly impressed

with what you two are doing.

You say that, but you don't know where this might lead.

It could be the love of our lives.

We could end up as the two happiest people on the planet.

Which means his wife gets hurt, and who knows who else.

That's our worry. It's not yours.

I know you're a nurse and you do your best to help people,

but you can't fix everything.

I'm going to miss you.

Not you - but definitely you.

Are you for the airport?

PHONE RINGS

Zoe. I found the jar.

When did you do that?

Wait, say that again?

What do you mean?

What are you talking about?

-Can we go?

-ENGINE STARTS

Sorry, I completely forgot.

Zoe asked me to give you this.

Good Lord.

You know, I don't think this place

is ever going to be the same without her.

-I think we can safely say that.

-Do you want a sandwich, by the way?

OK. Thank you.

-Look out, America, eh?

-Mmm.

Hope somebody's warned them.

CAR HORN HONKS

-Get in.

-What is that?

Up to you, Max. Everything is up to you.

Wait, wait...

-Ow. Is there a belt?

-Yep.

Go, go, go!

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

PLANE ENGINE WHOOSHES

SHE SIGHS

Zoe, it's me.

Ignore Robyn, ignore everything she said, she is an idiot.

A stupid, interfering, big...

Whatever, she drives a ridiculous car, that says it all really.

HE HANGS UP

ROBYN HONKS HORN

That won't make them change, Robyn.

Watch this, I am down with the gremlins.

SHE GIGGLES

Appalling habit. You don't want to turn into a patient, do you?

Arrest me.

Actually, speaking of which, how are you fixed for putting up bail?

Zoe!

-That's close enough.

-If it goes wrong, it goes wrong.

But we've got to try, haven't we?

-I know what I am, Max.

-Yeah, and I know what we are.

We fall in love, we fall apart, we fall in love again,

I almost expect it now.

So I'm ready. I can take it. Meatloaf, Hawaiian shirts...

-don't make me do the impression again.

-Don't try to make me laugh.

Anyone got a suture kit? I've got a hole in my skirt.

I'm not laughing. Max...

You know I have to do this.

I'm a train wreck, and you're going to get hit by the debris.

You... Wonderful, amazing you who I ask way too much of.

Let me let you go.

Do you know what I'm doing now?

You're thinking of a song.

-I don't know why I'm doing that.

-I've got one for you.

(Famous Last Words.)

-If this is goodbye...

-Not "if".

It hurts me when I hurt you.

It hurts way too much.

Please understand.

For you?

Anything.

-OVER PA SYSTEM:

-'Will all passengers on flight GT6811...'

-Not quite the taxi horn.

-No.

'..your flight is ready for boarding.'

I must warn you that mornings like you've just had

in the ED are becoming far too frequent.

I want this to work, Mr H.

It's Mr Hanssen these days.

-It's only six more letters.

-Aye-aye.

You don't have to worry about me, you know.

It's the department that worries me.

I'd like to think you would let me know if things don't feel right.

-I'll bear that in mind.

-Very good.

SIREN WAILS

SCANNER BLEEPS

I won't be needing that any more.

Mary Roberts? Would you like to come with me?

-Oi.

-Yeah?

What was with the Brad and Chad stuff earlier?

Eh, Big Mac put me up to it, he bet I couldn't get a kiss off you.

-Big Mac's gone weird, you know.

-When was he not?

Max, cubicles, please.

Your porter's name is Max and I will be with you

for the rest of the flight.

THROUGH HEADPHONES: # My famous last words...

# Could never tell the story

# Spinning unheard

# In the dark of the sky

# But I love you

# And this is our glory

# If this is goodbye

# If this is goodbye... #