Sticks and Stones Casualty

-SKYPE RING TONE

-You need to tell her.

What, and spoil the fun? No, I'm sorry. I will.

-Get out!

-Yeah, I can explain.

Do you want to end up as a patient, or what?!

You should have ran former bloods and done clotting.

-You stupid, incompetent girl!

-Hey, what's going on?

I'm sorry, Mrs Beauchamp, I can no longer work with Dr Munroe.

CHEERING

Let's go.

Mum's going to be so mad that she got beaten.

You're so different to the way Grace described you.

Really?

Hardly a witch at all.

MUSIC: Focus by Ariana Grande

CRASH

SNORING, RADIO

Are you awake?

I am now.

I'm still not used to your hair like that.

CRUNCHING

I dare you to eat crisps for breakfast.

I ate loads last night.

I know, you did good.

Truth, then.

I don't want to play any more.

What you said last night, about your mum?

I said I don't want to play!

Why don't you come over to mine today?

Help me pick out one of Harriet's puppies.

Are you getting one?

If you can help me persuade my mum.

I should probably stay here.

OK, we'll stay here then.

Don't get all weird on me.

I won't, I promise.

I'm glad we're friends again.

Me too.

Best friends forever?

Best friends forever.

So, Mrs Beauchamp put me in charge of the card, and I went up to

the library and went through the Holby Times archive.

Oh, wow! You swot.

I happen to think it's a really big deal.

30 years ago, Charlie Fairhead walked through those doors.

With a skip in his step and a full head of hair.

And a lot's changed since then.

Yeah. Tell me about it.

So where do you see yourselves, guys, in 2046?

-Retired.

-Keeping it brief, D.

Still single. I'll only have one cat,

but that cat will have multiple cats.

You'll meet someone.

Morning, Charlie.

Morning, troops.

-Morning, Charlie.

-Charles.

You're not going to give the game away, are you?

-That's not fair.

-Come on, your poker face is terrible.

-Uh!

Morning.

Right, we've got an F2 locum with us today.

I thought you might like the opportunity

of showing them the ropes?

Er, yeah, I'd be happy to.

Sorry, I was speaking to Doctor Chao.

Me?

Yes. Well, when the teacher is ready, the student will appear.

-LAUGHTER

-Who can bounce the highest?

I forgot, I'm meant to be going shopping later.

So go.

It's OK. I'm not bothered.

Are you all right?

-THUD

-Ow!

Carmel!

CARMEL SCREAMS What happened?

I don't know!

Oh!

Don't move her.

-I'll get my mum, she'll know what to do.

-Ow!

Will you be all right?

I'll be here.

SCREAMING CONTINUES

Hey, gorgeous. You should've woken me.

No, you needed your beauty sleep.

Ha-ha. Very funny.

Yeah. All ready to disappear, without a trace.

I'll speak to her this afternoon.

-OK. You know what?

-Mm?

-I like today.

-Yeah?

-Yeah. Promotion at work...

Well, pending official interviews.

-More time with my lady...

-Ah, depending on Grace's reaction.

Yeah, yeah. Pending, depending. Look, don't harsh my mellow, woman.

-Harsh your mellow?

-You heard.

-Today's going to be a good day, I can feel it.

-Yeah?

Your F2 found you yet?

Not yet. First impressions are important.

Yes, I agree.

Anyway, I should take this. Might be a good training opportunity.

Right. Unidentified male,

witness says he fell face down on a pavement.

Query intoxicated.

Facial cuts mainly.

Confused, disorientated. GCS 14, pulse 116, BP 148/80,

sats 96%, BM of 5.

Where do you want him, doc?

Through to resus, please.

Ah! Alicia, you're back. Welcome.

-Er, yeah, just for the day, a locum shift.

-Very good.

Charlie, I can't do this. She hates me.

I'm sure that's not true.

Anyway, this is a very good teaching opportunity,

wouldn't you say, Dr Chao?

Staff Nurse Hide, if you're free, please?

Dr Munroe, follow me, please.

Everything OK?

Holby wasn't my first choice and we aren't exactly the dream team,

-but you know.

-Well, when the student is ready, the teacher will appear.

Grace, please slow down.

There's nothing you can say.

I am sorry you found out like that,

but I was going to talk to you.

Just help her.

Oh, Connie, I'm so sorry to disturb you,

it's just with Phil away on business...

No, no, no, it's no problem. Where is she?

Out here.

Please excuse the mess.

Any theories on the patient's confusion?

Maybe concussion? He's had a pretty nasty knock to the head.

Could be drunk or postictal?

Good thoughts. But he hasn't bitten his tongue, or...

-Yeah, so he hasn't had a fit.

-Exactly.

Mm...what happened?

You've knocked your head.

I know you're feeling confused, but could you tell us your name, please?

Glen Thomas. 29.

Pisces.

You know him?

He's Robyn's ex.

Robyn... Robyn!

Yeah, forget it. The last thing she needs is a drunken confession.

Not...drunk.

What...what are you doing?!

Never blow the nose of a patient with a potential orbital fracture.

I wasn't going to.

I was just going to make it easier for him to breathe.

Oh, um... Great initiative.

Thank you.

He doesn't smell of alcohol.

He's confused, sluggish, with a reduced level of consciousness.

Let's get him a CT ASAP, please.

Dr Munroe, can you sort that out?

Listen, you were an hour early, station's spick and span,

fresh pot of coffee on the go.

Forget about it now.

What do you reckon to Alicia?

Er. Yeah, I would. Would you?

Yeah, course I would.

-Might give women a miss for a bit though.

-Yeah, mate. Time out.

Through here.

Query right lower-leg fracture. Neck seems clear.

-CARMEL SCREAMS

-I've left her in situ, so...

Hiya, Grace. Are you going to introduce me to your friend?

This is Carmel. I told her to stay still, like sleeping lions.

That's a good plan.

All right, Carmel, you keep catnapping.

Right, what we're going to do, Jez is going to climb on,

and we'll get you sorted. All right?

Can you just step down for me? Nice and steady, mate.

Nice and easy, mate.

Isn't that Alicia?

-SHE SCREAMS

-Long time, no Cici!

Ah, you look annoyingly incredible. Where've you been?

Ah, you know, just Cambodia, Vietnam, Thailand...

Then why'd you come back?

Oh. Just family stuff. So what's new?

Oh, there was a whole boyfriend thing who had a dead wife

who wasn't dead and wasn't actually his wife, but we're over that now.

Oh, the scanner will be free in five, by the way.

Excellent, thank you, Dr Munroe.

Tell me you're not working with her.

-She's actually being really nice.

-What, like nice, nice?

Mm, it's weird. Mind you, she won't let us near the patients.

That's ridiculous.

Well, after what happened last time, can you blame her?

I need money for a taxi. Carmel needs me.

Sweetheart, I know it seems distressing

-but it's nothing serious.

-How's she doing?

She's OK. Grace wants to go to the hospital though.

Well, I could take her in before my shift?

-I don't want you there.

-Grace!

-I don't want either of you there.

-Right.

-I want to go on my own.

-That's my best and final offer.

Sorry. I don't know what's got into her.

I WILL talk to her. I promise.

-MUSIC BLARES

-Oh!

MUSIC STOPS

I know you're upset, sweetheart, but you can't be rude to Jacob.

I hate you.

ENGINE STARTS

THEY MOUTH

OK, I'm just saying, you should've told us who the patient was.

What, and you'd have refused to move him?

-Pretty much.

-Robyn's re-stocking cubicles.

Good. That should give us time to get Widow Twankey back to resus.

And Noel's keeping an eye out.

He could to her, you know, clear the air.

She posted this last night.

Pizza, pizza, pizza, crying face, broken heart and a pile of poo.

Great.

-She deserves better, he deserves worse.

-Oh, come on.

Right, why's it OK for him to act like an idiot,

but not for us to point it out?

I think that this idiot

has some problems of his own.

Hypodense mass lesion on the left temporal lobe.

I'll update Dr Chao.

Ah. Everything sorted for tonight?

Charlie's got no idea. He's totally clueless.

I've got a couple of bits and pieces in the back of the car.

-Leave it with me, Mrs B.

-All right. Which cake did you go for?

-Cake?

Yeah, I left a note in your pigeon hole.

-Note...pigeon hole...cake. All under control.

-Good.

Dr Munroe. You're the locum?

-Yeah. I'm just here for the day, like.

-Right.

Well, you still have a couple of months of your placement left,

so stay as long as you like.

Yes, sweetheart, I'm coming now. I need to get changed.

Right. Um... Job's yours.

Oh, Connie, I didn't think you were on duty.

Um, I thought I'd come in and see the patient.

-Grace was very worried about you.

-I didn't say that.

Right. You're looking a bit pale. Let's run some tests.

I feel fine.

Dr Hardy's confirmed it's a broken leg.

Right. Let's just give her the once-over while she's here.

She doesn't want you to.

Right, Grace, we're going to need some privacy

so why don't you go and get a drink or something?

Let's get her into a gown.

Thank you.

Carmel, that's enough.

Don't embarrass me, honey.

I'm going to need to take a couple more layers off.

Do you mind lifting your arms one more time for me?

Yeah?

Where did you get those?

How are you feeling?

Much better. Took quite a knock, didn't I?

The scan shows there's no internal bleeding,

but you've definitely fractured your zygoma.

That's your cheek bone.

And, unfortunately the CT also shows...

Yeah, it's OK.

It's OK, I know...

about the dirty great lump of cancer in my brain.

I take it you've been referred to an oncologist?

Dr Burton, upstairs, yeah.

I'll speak to the neuro team.

Dr Munroe will arrange your admission.

I'm guessing it's no coincidence

that you invented a wife with cancer then?

Hands, please?

Pull to your face.

So why'd you lie?

I didn't want people to look at me like that.

Well, like what?

It's better to be disliked than pitied.

Yeah, but Robyn thinks you've scammed her, that you're a fraud.

That's probably for the best, innit?

Look, I'm not just sick.

It's worse than that.

Yeah, "Congratulations, Charlie.

"Big three-zero, stars and sprinkles."

This afternoon.

Late this afternoon? How hard can it be?

It's just flour, eggs and sugar.

Hello? Hello?

-Are these Mrs Beauchamp's keys?

-Mm.

-You going to take it for a drive?

Oh, come on.

You need to chill out, mate.

Listen, have you checked your pigeon hole recently?

You know me, hate to be pigeonholed.

Mrs Beauchamp gave us each something to do,

-wanted to make it more personal.

-What did you get?

-Cake. You?

-Decorations.

-What are we going to do?

We, my friend, are going to have our cake and eat it. Come on.

You had no idea about the marks and the weight loss?

-What are you implying?

-No, nothing, nothing.

I just need to know what happened.

I'm sorry. It's just, er...such a shock.

Are you OK for me to talk to her?

-I want to be there.

-Yeah, of course.

Do you want to call your husband?

Different time zones, best not disturb him.

All right, are you feeling more comfortable?

Do you want to tell us how you got those marks?

I don't want to get anyone into trouble.

It's OK.

But it's important we know the truth.

It was Grace.

Grace hurt me.

-And?

-And I'm sorry I called you a swot.

-And?

-And the dress was blue and black.

Hallelujah!

I'll do the washing up for a week.

All right, a month.

Right. You, call Caking It Up. They're expensive but they're fast.

You, meet me back here in five minutes with the photocopier code.

That should keep her out of the way.

Now, I know you want to lock down this promotion,

but, according to my calculations,

you're almost seven hours early for your shift.

Yeah, well, you know...

What are you doing here?

-I said I would deal with it.

-Look, I'm not giving up this time.

No. No. Now is not the time.

Keys, Noel.

Oh. Your back tyres are looking a little worn, but...

I guess that's none of my business. All right.

Sit down.

What's the matter? Is Carmel all right?

She's saying you hurt her.

-Hurt her how?

-Why don't you tell me?

Do you mean her stomach?

Grace...

I just don't understand. I thought you were friends?

If you'd bothered to listen,

you'd know that me and Carmel have been fighting.

-Fighting about what?

-Forget it.

It's too late to even pretend you care.

I, um...

I don't know what to say. I...

I had no idea their relationship was so up and down.

I know it hasn't been easy for her.

All things considered,

I don't think it's appropriate that I continue treating Carmel.

They're putting her leg in plaster. I thought we'd be heading home?

I'm concerned about her nutrition.

She's dehydrated and her glucose and potassium levels are low,

so we'll admit her.

She's used to home cooking,

not the muck they dole out at that summer school.

Um...

Rest assured I'll be having words with Grace.

Try not to be too hard on yourself. It gets easier.

Dr Chao, we are still waiting on a bed,

but Glen's complaining about his vision.

Everything just went black in this eye.

Check for eye movements and nystagmus.

What, you want ME to do the exam?

Is that a problem?

No, of course not.

Right, just follow my finger.

Yeah, there's limited extraocular eye motility and clear papilledema.

Is there any change in intraorbital pressure?

Er, OK, I'm just going to press on your eyes.

It might feel a little bit strange.

Er, yeah, there's proptosis present.

Relative afferent pupillary defect. Diffuse subconjunctival haemorrhage.

It looks like a retrobulbar haematoma.

OK. Can we call the ophthalmologist, please?

There's no time for that. He's lost his vision.

He needs a lateral canthotomy.

Don't worry, I have assisted in the procedure before.

OK. I'll talk you through it.

Me?! Look, it's clear you've got some sort of phobia, but I can't...

-I don't know what you're talking about.

-Oh, come on, Lily.

It's obvious.

You need to inject the lateral canthus with local anaesthetic.

I'm sorry, but no.

You've made it very clear you don't think I'm capable.

That's not true.

You've not even trusted me to do so much as wipe a patient's nose.

I was trying to be a good mentor,

to get through the day without being accused of anything.

You can do this, Dr Munroe.

Where's Carmel?

Hey. Um, well, we've moved her.

She's just having her leg plastered. Did you want to see her?

You know, um...

I was surprised when I heard about what you'd done.

Don't see why. You don't know anything about me.

Well, I know that you cried when One Direction split...

..and that Niall is your favourite.

He's everyone's favourite.

And I also know that you hate spiders and the dark.

And when your nail polish chips.

I know that you say you're too old for cartoons

-but your favourite film is Lion King.

-It is not.

Oh, I also happen to know that you've watched it dozens of times.

You also knew that I didn't want you seeing my mum,

but you did it anyway, and behind my back.

I'll come back later.

The anaesthetic should be working now.

You might feel a bit uncomfortable but you won't feel any pain.

Use the forceps to crush the lateral canthus.

-Sorry.

-No, it's all right. You squeeze as hard as you like.

Good. Remove the clip...

..and laterally incise the canthus...

..extending through to the orbital rim.

Good.

Now, pull down the lower lid...

..and cut the inferior crus of the canthal ligament.

Re-test the IOP.

The proptosis has reduced.

How are you feeling?

Well...

..I can see. It's a bit blurred, but I can see.

Is that it?

A successful procedure is marked by improved visual acuity,

resolution of a previously detected afferent pupillary defect

and a decrease in pressure over the eye.

That's a yes, then.

CAR LOCK CLICKS ON AND OFF

Can't you just leave me alone?

I noticed you bite your nails.

So?

Well...

Carmel's bruises had scratch marks alongside them...

..which means whoever hurt her had long nails.

Can you explain that?

You know, before...

I know all of that stuff because your mum

talks about you all the time.

Bet you wish she'd shut up.

She says you're kind, loyal...

..and more than a little stubborn.

If I was in your shoes...

..I would do whatever it took to protect my friend.

I told Mum what happened.

Grace, it is our job to protect Carmel...

..but we cannot do that until we know exactly what's going on.

I know you didn't hurt her.

That you want to help her.

Carmel told me...

..that she's scared of her mum.

She makes her feel bad.

Please, don't tell her I told you.

OK.

Are you sure I can't contact Dr Burton,

and let her know you're here?

Treat 'em mean and keep 'em keen, right?

He's ready to go.

Check the coast's clear, D-man.

Don't you think you should let Robyn know about your, um...situation?

And rake all that up again?

Nah, she'll have moved on, forgotten about me.

-No, no, actually...

-Getting there, mate, getting there. This way.

Listen. Robyn's a sucker for a sob story so...

No, no, I think she really cares for him.

Yeah, well, she deserves a happy ending, not this.

-Well, you know best.

-Yeah.

-Um...

Just a minute.

-Have you seen my brother anywhere?

-No...

-Oh, he's typical!

He knew I'd end up doing it all for him.

Well, Max knows you very well, then.

Enough to know I've got "mug" written all over my forehead.

I'm sorry. It's...

It's stupid.

Come with me.

Excuse me, could you...?

Glen, what... What happened?

Well, if you don't tell her...

..I will.

Cancer.

Stage four.

But don't worry, it's all in my head.

Come on, Carmel. The doctors said you need more vitamins.

No.

No more, please.

Don't you want to come home?

I'm not hungry.

Take it.

-I won't ask you again!

-She's just saying that because

-she's in trouble.

-Something's really wrong with you, you know that?

You're just trying to make me look bad.

But it's all your fault.

Even your friends don't like you.

I mean, I can't even stand to look at you right now.

You disgust me.

Is everything OK?

Absolutely. I'm...just feeding her up, like you suggested.

Carmel, is everything OK?

Sweetheart, how long have your fingers been like this?

Oh, I don't know.

Does your hand feel tingly, Carmel?

My head hurts.

It looks like tetany.

Let's get an arterial blood gas and move her to HDC now.

Right.

OK, darling.

I made a voodoo doll of you.

I stuck pins in the eyes.

HE LAUGHS

That explains the headaches, then.

Why didn't you just tell me the truth?

I guess I just wasn't ready to say it out loud.

It wouldn't have changed the way I feel about you.

It was way too much, way too soon.

Who's going to go with you to chemo, radiation?

It's too late for all that.

No. No.

Palliative radiotherapy can give you a better quality of life,

it can ease the pain.

What's the point?

Kylie's not going anywhere.

Kylie's my glioblastoma.

-Cos you can't get her out of your head?

-Mm-hm.

Brain tumour humour.

You can't just give up.

I'm a nurse, there's got to be something I can do.

You can remember me.

But not like this -

a wreck up from the neck up.

HE LAUGHS

Like that.

Remember me and smile.

All right?

Try and relax your thumb.

It's OK, honey. I'm right here.

How does it feel?

Like, sort of, trembling.

-Like it's going to sleep.

-OK.

Positive Trosseau sign. Might be hypocalcaemia.

-Let's check her electrolytes, please.

-On it.

How many protein shakes did you give her?

Um... Seven or eight. Why?

What are you thinking?

Well, probable electrolyte imbalance, malnutrition.

I mean, I know it's a long shot but refeeding syndrome?

When did she last eat?

She's been away at that summer school.

When did you see her actually eat?

I don't know!

A week, maybe two.

She eats in her room.

Right, let's give her 10ml of 10% calcium gluconate,

-and some magnesium, see if we can re-balance her electrolytes.

-OK.

What's happening?

Well, we think Carmel's body has adapted to starvation.

And the sudden re-introduction of nutrition

can create a chemical imbalance in the blood.

-You said she was dehydrated...

-Yes.

-..malnourished.

Yes, and we were treating it medically.

And I was trying to be a good mother.

I would never hurt Carmel.

I'll go home, get her things.

Do you know what, I'm really concerned.

I'm going to have to call children's services.

And Carmel needs her blanket.

She can't sleep without it.

What a surprise. Here you are.

-I've made the posters for the party for you.

-Right.

So...

I'm sorry I didn't say anything. About Glen.

I think I'd prefer it if I didn't know.

He's shutting me out, won't let me help.

Maybe it's for the best.

You paid your dues when you looked after Nan all those years.

I wouldn't change that for anything.

No, but that was different, she practically raised you, so...

This isn't the same. That was...

It was more selfish.

I wanted to be the reason why she smiled every morning.

And do you feel that way about Glen?

I don't know.

No?

Remember, your poker face is terrible.

ENGINE REVS

Grace!

I just want to be on my own.

Goodness, I thought you were going to drive off then.

That's stupid, I can't drive.

Sweetheart, I'm so sorry.

I don't know how I could have thought you'd have hurt your friend.

I'm...

I'm sorry.

Grace wanted to come and see you.

I tried to take the blame,

but I couldn't.

What do you mean?

I bite my nails, it didn't fit.

What do you think happened?

Someone will come and talk to you about that.

-Is my mum back yet?

-No.

Not yet.

So you can say whatever you want.

Mum doesn't hurt me, if that's what you're thinking.

I told them what you said,

about being scared.

She doesn't hurt me!

It was me.

Look.

I do it to myself!

Why would you do that?

Why?

Cos I'm disgusting, selfish, a liar.

I'm fat, ugly.

I'm nothing, I'm no-one.

Carmel, I heard you and your mum talking.

Does she talk to you like that often?

I wind her up, push her buttons.

But it's just words.

She doesn't hurt me.

You don't have to hit someone to hurt them. Words hurt too.

I told my mum why we've been arguing,

and that I've been trying to make you eat.

Do you remember why you stopped eating?

I don't know.

My only concern is for you, Carmel.

You've got to put yourself first.

She cut my hair.

She knows I like it long, but...

She gets angry a lot since Dad left.

I thought he was away on a job?

Yeah. That's what she told me to say.

It's my fault that he left.

He's in Holby but he doesn't want to see us.

Well, I very much doubt that.

Do you want to see him?

They're ready for Carmel upstairs.

You really think he'd see me?

I could ask.

She told me he hates me.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Five minutes.

Robyn, I thought we agreed...

No. When I said the cancer wouldn't affect how I feel about you,

I meant it.

It didn't. It hasn't.

-I still want to be with you.

-Robyn...

But if I won't give up on you, then YOU can't give up on you either.

I want you to go back to your oncologist

and say you'll try whatever they can offer.

-I told you, there's no point.

-This is the point. I'm the point.

The point is...

I still really like you.

A lot.

And I want us to spend as much time together as possible.

-I'm sorry.

-Tell me you don't want to be with me and I'll go.

-Of course I still want to be with you, but...

-But what?

I've got nothing to offer you. My brain is literally made of cheese.

I don't care about that.

My short-term memory is terrible,

and so is my short-term memory.

-SHE LAUGHS

-Shut up!

I can't let you do this.

Just shut up and kiss me.

Mmm... Ow, ow, ow, ow!

-Sorry! I'm sorry.

-It's all right. Kiss it better.

I'm not going to hurt it.

Carmel's father's ten minutes away.

Once I've spoken to him, I'll take you home. OK?

So he did want to see her?

Very much so.

She stopped them being together, like I did with you and Jacob.

It's not quite the same, sweetheart.

Do you love him?

Yes, I do.

He's...

kind and loyal...

and he's got a very good handle on you.

It's OK, Mum.

I get it now.

Sometimes you have to put yourself first.

Unfortunately, it's not like that for parents.

But you know I'd do anything to make you happy, sweetheart.

Like get me one of Harriet's puppies?

-I'd look after it...

-Oh...

-..walk it every day before school.

Oh...you drive a hard bargain.

Please?

So I hear you were the star pupil today.

Did Lily redeem herself?

Well, she certainly taught me an important lesson in self-belief.

Fake it till you make it.

Dr Chao actually said that?

When the student is ready, the teacher will appear.

Yes, yes, all right.

So what's next?

Well, Mrs Beauchamp said I can stay on and finish my placement,

and I guess I'm as ready as I'm ever going to be, so...

-That's brilliant news!

-Mm.

What did I miss?

Say hello to Holby's F2 placement in emergency medicine.

-Oh!

-Uh-oh. Double the trouble.

No, double the fun.

What's HE doing here?

Carmel asked me to call him.

No! He chose to walk away from his family.

I think it's important we consider your daughter's wishes, too.

She doesn't need anything from that pathetic excuse for a man.

I think you should consider your words and think about the voice

-you're putting in your daughter's head.

-What do you know?

Grace has been with you for, what, a month?

I've given up my life for that girl.

Your daughter came here covered in bruises and malnourished

and you knew nothing about it.

You terrorize her, you degrade her...

Don't you dare judge me!

We both know your daughter's a vicious bully.

Well, I'm sorry to inform you,

but your daughter's injuries were self-inflicted.

-And how is that my fault?

-Oh.

-He walked out, abandoned her.

-Yeah.

She's just looking for attention.

Well, she still doesn't want to see you.

-BUZZER

-She doesn't want to see you, Steph.

Do you understand?

Social Services are here, so I suggest you walk away

and settle down.

There may be still be a chance for you to sort things out.

You do want that chance, don't you?

How's it going with your F2?

It's been a success.

But, you know, there's only so much you can achieve in a day.

Yeah. Except I just heard Alicia's staying on, finishing her placement.

So, actually, plenty of time.

Oh.

I hear congratulations are in order.

Thanks. Yeah, it's good to be back.

Are you going to Charlie's party tonight?

Er, I think so, yeah.

I'm in charge of chips and dips, if you like guacamole.

It's OK, Lily, you can stand down.

Stand down?

Look, we can put what happened behind us, OK? But...

You know, we're never going to be friends, so...

She's really bossy,

she's a neat freak and she eats way too much pizza.

I wouldn't want it any other way.

And you're not going to mess her around, are you?

-I promise.

-Shake on it.

I think we can do better than that.

Everything all right here?

Yeah, everything's good.

Yeah.

Right, well, Grace and I are going to go home, so...

Well.

-Why don't you let me take her?

-Ah...

You don't want to miss Charlie's party, I mean...

Like I'd let you drive my car again.

So what? I like my music loud. What's the problem with that?

We could come back later?

-You sure?

-Yeah, as long as I can get changed first. And I'm hungry.

Ah. Well, I think that's decided then.

OK, least we know who's boss, boss.

-See you later, alligator.

-In a while, crocodile.

Stop her! You have to stop her!

-You need to calm down, all right?

-I've spoken to my lawyer.

You can't just take my daughter away from me.

They just need to work out what's best for Carmel.

How does SHE know what's best?

Mrs Beauchamp's no longer on the case.

But she's poisoned everyone against me.

She doesn't know what it means to be a mother.

Is Carmel going to be all right?

She's in safe hands, sweetheart.

So are you. All right? I promise.

Hakuna matata. You know what that means?

-I know what it means.

-Oh, of course you do.

ON CAR STEREO: Walk This Way by Aerosmith

Oh, sorry. Sorry, sweetheart.

-It's OK, leave it.

-Yeah?

-I like this one.

-ENGINE REVS OUTSIDE

-What is it?

Oh, it's um...just Steph.

She's going the same way. It doesn't matter.

I just don't want to talk to her.

We could go to Antonio's? Share a pizza?

Oh, sorry, no. There's no sharing when it comes to pizza.

My man, Charlie.

Oi! Oi! Nice work, boys.

He sounds surprised. Why does he sound surprised?

Forget it, mate. You know what your doubters can do?

What?

Eat cake. Let them eat cake.

Oh, yeah! Eh.

-US ACCENT:

-You want a piece of me? I say, you want a piece of me?

Seriously guys, man. You've done a great job.

-Connie will be impressed.

-She's coming back later, right?

Yeah, of course.

She wouldn't miss it for the world.

-Ah! Look at that barnet.

-THEY LAUGH

Go on, son.

MUSIC: Focus by Ariana Grande

Is Charlie going to retire soon?

God, I seriously hope not, darling.

CAR HORN

-What's she doing?

-CAR HORN

Is that Steph, Carmel's mum?

Connie. Get over!

Maybe we should just stop?

No, it's all right, darling. As long as we stay ahead.

What is she doing!?

CAR ACCELERATES

TYRES SCREECH

CAR HORN

I said move over! Pull over!

-Mum...

-Get over now!

-No!

Mum!

SHE GASPS

THEY SCREAM