What Lurks in the Heart Casualty

-This is my son, Oliver.

-Hey, no way!

It's a bit early for us, Doctor Chao - but as it's nearly Christmas.

It's not for you, it's for Mr Grayling.

Bit pricey, innit?

Charlie, my daughter may never walk again.

You're looking for someone to blame.

The South African research project? Three months?

I assume you are applying.

Er...yeah.

-Has something happened?

-Cal, he's stolen my proposal.

What I said at Christmas, I meant it.

I love you.

You tried to kiss me!

And then you threatened to fail me if I didn't!

Your father was absolutely right about you.

You are a pathetic, spineless coward.

Dylan, go home! Please!

PHONE BUZZES

Morning.

Hello.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Alicia, can I borrow some moisturiser, please?

Mine's run out.

Hide! Hide!

My skin is as dry a moulting lizard.

Do you reckon that's normal?

Out the window.

Out of the window?

So much for pregnancy glow, eh?

Argh!

Lish? Are you OK?

Hang on a second.

Under the bed! Get under the bed!

Hi.

Sorry. Couldn't find it anywhere.

Thanks.

Sorry. Did I hurt you?

I haven't been shoved that hard since I stole Cal's Nerf gun.

He's back today, isn't he?

Why are you dragging me out this early, man?

Now, are you sure he didn't do it?

Yeah, I'm sure. He's not even gay!

And it should be us that helps him.

You took the money shot, not me.

Either way, he's got a lot to lose.

Look, Dylan puts his case to management

and then Seb looks stupid and everybody forgets about it. It's...

It's sorted.

Sebastian!

That disgraced Keogh.

I knew there was something.

You should have told me sooner.

I was...ashamed, I guess.

You didn't...encourage him in any way?

-Dad!

-No, no, no. Of course not.

Well, he won't get away with this.

KNOCKING AT DOOR

Dylan!

Dylan?

Dylan!

BOTH: One, two, three.

What the dickens!?

Hell of a party! Whoa!

What have you done to my door?

We were...worried about you.

Can't think why.

OK, fine. Come on.

You can't just give up, you could lose your job.

Let me give you a piece of advice.

What you need to do is you need to come into work

and you need to fight.

OK, well, thanks for that. All right.

-DOG WHIMPERS

-Dylan, come on!

-It's all right, darling.

-It's OK, it's OK.

Don't send us away. We're here to help.

Yeah, Dylan. Come on, man.

We're just trying to help you.

Hello.

I'm looking for Neil.

Neil Ogden?

That's me.

Are you Sheldon?

I mean, you got to be kidding.

Hey, wait.

I brought this for you.

If he doesn't come in, there'll be trouble.

-Oi!

-If only there was someone who could talk to Seb.

Use their charm to get him to admit that he...made it all up.

RECORDING: ..made it all up.

Whoa, Max, mate, where you going with this?

It's crazy, really. You never know what goes on behind closed doors.

What lurks in the hearts of men, eh?

Hard to believe of Doctor Keogh, though.

Did you see the way he kicked off yesterday?

Hey, guys.

New dawn, new day.

How are we feeling?

Great.

I got something to show you!

Look, when you answered my message,

just why you didn't say you were...

What?

GLASS SHATTERS

HE GROANS

Are you all right?

HE GROANS

HE SHRIEKS

-KNOCKING ON DOOR

-Come in.

Doctor Gardner?

Mr Griffin.

The hearing this morning.

No unpleasant surprises, I hope?

From Doctor Keogh?

What's your view - off the record, of course?

We're still investigating.

May I?

Ah.

The reputation of this hospital

would be at stake...

..if this were to be leaked.

We have it contained within the department.

You're new in this role, of course, Doctor Gardner.

But I'll follow your lead.

Hey, Seb.

How you doing? You OK?

-Who'd have thought Dylan would do that?

-Yeah.

Feel bad for him in a way, but...

Come on now, you had to speak out, right?

What choice did I have?

I'm here if you ever want to talk, OK?

I've come to put an end to this nonsense.

-There's my written statement. OK?

-Ah, good.

-Now, remember, we're meeting HR and Ric Griffin later, OK?

-OK.

-Dylan, 11:30. Yes?

-Yeah.

-Now, did you arrange the BMA rep, as I suggested?

-No.

I just want to put a stop to the nonsense and get back to work.

Except that you're off clinical duties.

By rights I should be suspending you.

Yeah. Yadda, yadda, yadda.

Problem?

He's just unhappy about being taken off clinical duties.

Are you surprised?

No, of course not.

-But it was the least worst option while we investigate.

-Oh.

Guilty until proven innocent.

Interesting strategy.

I think it's fine. There's barely a mark.

Unless... Further examination is required?

SHE SIGHS It's Cal.

What have I done?

Alicia, Cal...

He likes you, I know he does, but he's like some kite on the wind.

I'm tired of always holding onto his strings,

in case he...

..gets tangled in a tree.

Am I the tree in this?

No. You're the reason I feel like I can let go.

What, let go of Cal?

Yeah.

Obviously I hope we can come back from this.

I want us to be together, Alicia.

Oh! Sorry.

-Are you all right?

-Yes!

I bashed my knee, doing a... A kick boxing class.

-Alicia was...

-Yeah I'm... I'm just going to...

I'll sort the X-ray.

Thank you.

Kick boxing, eh?

-Hey, mate.

-Quite chilly.

Apparently there's been some sort of struggle up there with another lad,

according to the women.

-All right, his name's Neil.

-OK.

-The boy.

-What boy is that, pal?

Came to the cafe.

What, he went that way?

What are you looking for? This? This yours?

All right, I'll keep that safe for you, all right Neil?

Kerry. Want Kerry.

All right mate, we'll call Kerry for you.

You just stay nice and still, all right?

-Neck clear?

-Neck's clear.

-OK.

I need to get some support on this before we move him, all right?

You can see if you can see this other lad.

Yeah, you save those old legs, mate. HE LAUGHS

CAN RATTLES

Hey, mate?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! No, no!

-Easy now.

-Look, I haven't done anything.

Did you fall down those steps, too?

No. What steps?

All right, mate. What's your name?

Look you've got some really nasty cuts there, all right?

So just come back with me and we'll get them looked over at the ED, OK?

No, I don't need no hospital, man. I just tripped.

Look, just come back with me.

HE GRUNTS

Right, so you've got pain in your arm and your chest?

OK.

3-0-0-6 to control. We need another unit, OK?

SHE COUGHS

MUSIC: Carry Me Home by Take That

SHE SIGHS

Oh, you stupid...

16?

Right. OK.

SHE COUGHS DEEPLY

Hiya, Femi? Hi. Hiya, love. Hi.

Hi, love. It's Lina.

Um, right, so I'm guessing you're still on your shift.

Now, look, um...

I...

You might find a couple of messages when you finish.

Now, I was a bit, er...

You know, um...

I don't remember exactly what I said but, um...

Could you please just delete them?

Please?

MUSIC STOPS AND PHONE RINGS

ANOTHER PHONE RINGS

HE MIMICS AN AEROPLANE

Noel, the notes I requested?

Yeah, the secretary won't release them.

Well, insist that she does.

Yeah. Lucky I got all this time, eh?

So if you could help with the stair fall.

I'll be overseeing Doctor Grayling.

Right.

This is Neil Ogden, 41.

At 8:45 he's fallen 15 feet down some steps

onto concrete and broken glass.

He's got a glass wound below his left axilla,

which is still in situ.

-Right. Resus, bay four.

-OK.

I've given him 10 of morphine and half a bag of saline.

Hi Neil, I'm Doctor Gardner.

This is Doctor Grayling, and this is Charge Nu... This is Jacob.

Right, apparently, there's been some sort of scuffle

at the top of the steps.

Another lad we picked up at the scene swears it wasn't him,

but he's kicking off outside. Jez is trying to calm him down.

-Do you reckon Neil was pushed, then?

-Dunno, he won't say.

Sebastian?

OK. C spine was cleared at scene,

so let's get urgent images of the FB position.

Titrate, another 10 of morphine and cross match a couple of units.

-Good.

-Jacob!

-Hmm?

Sorry, this is Kerry, Neil's wife.

Their key worker's on the way.

He looks bad!

He's getting looked after now, Kerry. All right?

Listen to me now..

You need treatment. OK?

Just wait there a sec, I'm going to get you a patient form.

Hey!

-Argh!

-OK. Stay where you are, stay where you are. Don't get up!

Is it the police you're worried about?

OK. My name's Doctor Keogh. Just stay where you are.

Everything under control, is it?

Is this one of the guys that fell down the stairs?

I didn't go on no steps.

I'd say he's about 17, 18, and he's got pain in his chest.

-My chest's all right.

-Is that right?

Query fractured right arm, glass wound to the shin.

BP 110 over 70, pulse 90, sats 98.

All right, all right.

Now I'm only interested in treating you correctly, you understand me?

Yeah? Are you all right to stand up?

-Yeah.

-Good. Let's get you inside.

I've got you. On three, OK?

One, two, three, up. Here you go.

-DOOR OPENS

-Lina?

Uh, hiya, Femi! Hi! Is that you?

Um...

Oh, do you know, you must be absolutely knackered.

Erm... Tell you what,

Er, stay where you are and, er...

I'll make you a nice cup of tea.

Oh!

Ow!

Lina? What happened?

Oh, I'm stupid, I just slipped.

Ouch!

You had a small party in there?

Oh, no, I just I fell asleep on the sofa, sorry.

We need to get this looked at.

I've lost my phone. Have...

Have you seen it?

No, I haven't.

Let's get an X-ray for the arm, then, and the shin, please.

Did you fall on glass?

Um, no.

Well, there's glass in the wound.

I think you've got a broken rib as well.

-Dylan?

-Mm-hmm?

Ah, would you excuse us for a moment?

If he went after Seb's patient,

if he attacked him, like people are saying...

There's no smoke without fire, is that the thrust of your argument?

Right, shall we get on with our jobs and let the police do theirs?

No effusion or haemarthrosis.

No fractures either.

Don't need to sue.

Ethan, look. SHE SIGHS

I can't be the person to come between you and Cal.

Yeah.

Silly really to think you'd consider us being together like that.

No, but I am considering it, Ethan.

I just, I just wish...

-What?

-Yeah!

Who exactly are you consulting?

Ethan. And Cal.

Cal? I'm going to find myself twerking to Beyonce.

All right by me!

Rosa picked Love Me Tender for our first dance.

Classic.

DJ put on Suspicious Minds by mistake.

Say it didn't work out with us, right, just say that it didn't,

then you and Cal, you know,

it would be broken for nothing.

I'd take the risk.

Alicia?

Right, sorry.

This is Lina Collins.

She slipped and banged her head on a kitchen counter this morning.

Hi Lina, I'm Doctor Munroe.

And you are?

Femi - I'm a friend.

-BREATHLESSLY:

-My fiance.

I meant fiance, of course.

OK, let's have a look at this. LINA BREATHES DEEPLY

This will need suturing.

How long have you been engaged?

-Two months.

-About six months?

You're very short of breath, Lina.

Oh, no, no, no... It's just a bit of asthma. No.

Actually, can I just ask,

is this going to take long?

We have to get to the register at 12.

We've got a pre-wedding interview.

OK, let's check her peak flow before she's sutured.

We'll have you out of here as soon as we can.

When's the wedding?

Two weeks.

Whirlwind, that's exciting.

No way? Dylan's back in work?

Yeah, I know, you'd have thought he'd have been suspended.

The boy, why did he hurt you?

Didn't.

Stop!

Is that him?

Came to the cafe.

Sheldon.

Right, guys, can we get him through to CT?

-Look, it's just asthma, honestly, that's all it is.

-Lina!

Please. I really need to go.

Can we have some space, please, Femi?

We'll call you when we're done.

-I lost my phone, I...

-We'll come and find you.

Can't you reschedule the registrar, Lina?

No, I can't, I can't!

It'll be too late for Femi's...

For Femi's what?

Look, this wedding. Is there a reason that it's happening so quick?

Lina, we won't tell Femi anything you don't want us to.

He, um...

He needs his visa.

You won't say anything, will you?

Please?

Let's get you in a gown.

Well, you'll be pleased to know that your shin is now clear of glass,

-but you do have an un-displaced fracture to your ulna.

-Cool.

So there'll be a nurse in fairly shortly to plaster that for you.

All right, and then can I go, all right?

Well, no, obviously the police are going to want to talk to you,

aren't they, because you were in the vicinity of the steps.

HE SIGHS I just always get the blame.

Unless you give your own version of events,

people are always going to assume all sorts of things.

-Are you Sheldon?

-I'm sorry?

-Who are you?

-Come on, Kerry.

You attacked Neil cos he wasn't what you wanted?

Stop, Kerry!

Because he's slow.

Because of his Down's Syndrome?

-Tell her I didn't!

-You want me to get the police?

No! Don't.

Why not, Neil?

It's Sheldon.

It's his son.

Do you reckon he's pressurising her?

She was so stressed about that registrar thing.

She's worried about something, certainly.

Well, if the wedding is a sham,

-she's going to get herself in a whole world of trouble.

-Yeah.

But if it's her own choice, then...

Maybe she's on self-destruct as well.

As well?

Right, I've got this...friend,

and she's in a bit of a mess.

You've got this friend who fancies her boyfriend's brother.

Is that what you're going to tell me?

Slept with her boyfriend's brother?

Well that would make her sound like a...

Terrible person, wouldn't it?

Oh, maybe she is.

Or maybe she's just confused.

I have messed up big time here.

No, hang on.

Do you like Ethan?

Yes. Yes, I do.

Help me. What do I do?

Think very hard about your next move.

Who do you want to be with?

Because you've got to be sure,

if you're going to cause a rift between those boys.

Hey, Seb!

How's it going, you all right?

Novelty, being the ED gossip.

-They're not giving you a hard time because Dylan was out of order, are they?

-Yeah.

Even if Dylan does blame me.

Why would he blame you?

Look, I've got patients, Jez.

Listen! Let's...

Let's go for some lunch, yeah?

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

All right, yeah. That'd be nice.

Cool.

I got it.

-You're recording me?

-No.

Yeah, maybe not, mate.

That was bad!

And whose bright idea was that, eh?

The idea was fine, the execution left a little to be desired.

What's the face for?

They boot you out of majors already?

Even after what he did, they're on Dylan's side.

Ah, back to the nursery, are we?

They're plotting against me, Dad.

Then grow some, for heaven's sake.

Unless you want to have your head flushed down the toilet

for the rest of your life.

-Mr Grayling.

-Doctor Gardner.

Seb, I need to prepare for a meeting,

so Doctor Knight will be overseeing you in the meantime.

I thought that Doctor Keogh was off clinical duties.

You know I can't discuss that.

Just I was surprised to see him on minors, that's all.

I mean, don't HR mind?

Yeah, and I guess they'd take a pretty dim view of his friends

trying to frame me, as well.

My office, please.

OK, Lina, your test results are indicating emphysema and COPD.

Do you smoke at all?

No.

Hardly ever. Oh, s-sometimes.

SHE PANTS

OK, let's try her with another 5 of salbutamol

and add 2.5 of atrovent.

Easy does it. That's it. There you go.

PHONE RINGS

-Shall I get that?

-No.

That's my phone!

Oh, all right, just take it.

Just take it, all right? But I was really drunk and I...

I didn't mean any of it.

19 missed calls.

Someone's been trying to reach you.

18 are from Lina.

OK, off we go.

LINA COUGHS

-Cal. How was your interview?

-What's that?

The placement? South Africa?

Oh, yeah, fine.

But I think I'm in a little bit of trouble about that.

I'm sorry. Hi, there.

Hi, Lily. How are you?

I haven't seen you since the party.

And wasn't that a hoot.

Did you get my messages?

Afraid my phone's been playing up.

It would be nice to catch up properly, sometime.

That's a charming idea. I'll call you.

I'm free later this week. Or tonight.

I read this interesting article on neuron regeneration

in Alzheimer's patients.

Such enthusiasm, it's very gratifying.

-Well, after you said you wanted more doctors like me working for you...

-Wait a minute.

I think you must have misunderstood.

Perhaps you should stick to ED medicine from now on, my dear.

All right, Chuckles?

Yeah. I'm just an idiot.

You know, Sheldon, it is extremely rare for somebody with

Down's Syndrome to even have children.

Oh, lucky me(!)

They said disability.

Something about my dad, but I just put the phone down, you know.

So, you weren't going through the proper channels?

Proper channels never got me anywhere good.

Well, it might have been advisable in this occasion.

-You should have said he was your dad.

-He's not a dad!

Right, you've seen him. Look at him. How can I even be his?

I'm not like him!

Neil's actually doing pretty well.

He's got a job, a good place to live.

A lot of people in his position,

they don't have that level of independence.

You could have a relationship with him, if you wanted one.

Nah, do you know what? The only reason I went to see him, you know,

so I could tell him straight to his face, "You gave me away, yeah,

"and look at the crap I've had my whole life."

But I couldn't even say that.

I couldn't say nothing,

cos he wouldn't understand me.

So you were given up for adoption, then?

Yeah. Got me a, you know, proper family,

with piano lessons and everything,

but I never fitted.

Ah, sorry. Doctor Keogh, may I have a word?

Sheldon, my apologies.

This keeps happening, doesn't it?

I specifically said non-clinical.

Did you speak to Seb?

No. Well, not directly.

Did you ask anyone to intervene on your behalf?

Like who?

Has Max been meddling?

Dylan, just wait in your office, away from the patients.

If you speak to Seb again, it'll be out of my hands.

I will see you upstairs at 11:30.

Do you know what?

You're right.

Sorry?

There's one way to find out what happened when I was born.

Look, Sheldon, no, no, no. Hang on! Hang on!

PHONE RINGS

Rosa?

Very, very lucky.

Any further and it could have hit some major structures -

heart, lungs.

You said to find out.

No, that's not what I said.

Sheldon, this isn't the time. Come on!

Dr Keogh, please remove your patient.

Sheldon, will you please leave, immediately.

Let him stay.

OK, Seb, Dr Gardner said I'm overseeing you...

-What have I missed?

-I had a baby boy.

You haven't a clue what this means, have you?

-MASTERS:

-All right, all right, take it easy.

-No, you don't.

He wrote every year.

-Yeah? Well I never got anything, did I?

-Sheldon, Sheldon.

Let's go. Come on, come on.

Get off me, man!

Look, maybe you shouldn't be here?

Are you determined to ruin my career?

He went to live with a nice family,

who looked after him properly.

Look, the adoption didn't work.

All right? The nice family couldn't cope with me,

so they sent me back to care.

Kids homes, foster parents.

Young offenders after that.

No-one wanted me.

I do, Sheldon!

-DR KEOGH:

-Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Neil!

MASTERS: OK, pulse 120.

He had the glass under his left side.

Yep, he's fallen on it.

What's happening to him?

I can barely feel a pulse. He's going to arrest any minute.

Let's take him to CT?

Nope, no time.

I think we've got a cardiac tamponade here,

so we need a portable echo scan please!

OK, no pulse. Yeah, he's arrested.

He's in PEA.

It must be a tamponade.

OK, we need a thoracotomy tray.

Seb, start CPR.

Seb?

Seb, are you with us?!

Ah, go on!

No, hang on, Femi.

No, I didn't know, Lina.

"As Take That would say..."

Oh, no.

"You take me places that I have never seen,

"you make me more than I could ever be.

"Do you know, sometimes I sneak and I watch you sleep on my sofa,

and I think, 'Open your arms and let me fall right in.'"

Are you trying to humiliate me?

No.

"Oh, Femi."

But I can't marry you.

Well, pack your bags, then.

Look, she's not well enough for this.

No, please let me explain.

-No.

-Lina, I...

"Oh, I haven't got the right words."

You weren't only doing this for Femi's visa, were you?

It's hard when you really fall for someone, isn't it?

Always the risk that you can get hurt.

26, 27, 28, 29 and 30.

Come on, Neil. Come on, son.

You'd better get a move on.

Someone needs to open up his chest.

Well, I'm a little bit busy right now.

All right, Seb, I need you focusing!

I need you to do two thoracostomy incisions right now.

I can't do it. You're going to have to get another doctor.

Seb! Come on!

Max, take this.

-Yeah, you don't need to...

-Just take it. Take it and don't drink it.

What's going on? What's the problem?

Ah, Dylan. Cardiac tamponade.

We need to do a thoracostomy right now.

Can you take over from him? He's useless!

Doctor Grayling, take the scalpel.

Dylan? Dylan, what are doing?

-He's lost it.

-Come on, Seb, you can do this.

You need to open his chest now. Come on.

Think of your trauma training. What do you do next?

Bi-lateral thoracostomy incisions, anterior to the midaxillary line

in the fifth intercostal space to exclude tension pneumothorax.

Right.

Crack on.

Check the wrist for me, please?

No release of a tension pneumothorax.

OK. Full thoracotomy then, please.

Remember to tell us what you're doing, Seb.

Cutting from both sides to the mid-line.

Cutting through the sternum.

Separate the ribs.

Separate the ribs.

Get the lab to crossmatch another eight units of blood,

and someone crash call cardiothoracics.

One, two, three, ah! Ha-ha!

Hey! I was just coming to find you.

He can't keep away from us, can he?

Gran's ill, so Mum's rushed to Spain,

so I'm staying with Dad till Mum gets back.

I'll be keeping hold of the car keys.

Dad! I don't do that any more.

Hey, you two are going to get on like a house...

Don't say like a house on fire!

Noel?

Excuse me, sorry.

Mrs B?

I managed to sweet talk the secretary.

About time.

I really don't think that you...

-Noel?

-Yes?

Have you seen Dylan?

Resus, I think.

-Problem?

-Nope.

Dylan, you missed the HR meeting!

This is not a game!

OK, OK.

Right, incise the pericardium then, please.

There's clotting.

Good, OK, so let's evacuate that, then.

Oh, yeah, well there's damage to the coronary artery,

but it looks as though the myocardium is intact.

Good, good, good, good, good.

I've got you, Neil.

Come on.

OK.

I've got a pulse.

I've got an output.

Dylan, once you're done here,

my office.

Yeah.

And the crowd goes wild!

So, what have we learned today then, Itchy and Scratchy?

If you hadn't dropped that phone, we'd be all right.

How's it my fault?

We got him into this mess.

Shut it!

You missed.

Is he alive? Is he breathing?

Yes, he is, but he needs urgent treatment upstairs.

Nice job, guys.

Dylan, I...

Hey! You just need to calm down!

I'll call security!

Well, call them then, man!

Noel, it's OK, it's OK.

I wreck everything, like.

It's the same with the adoption.

What? Piano lessons? What's the use of piano lessons, man?

I'll smash the piano up.

Yeah, I don't think it's piano lessons you needed.

Look, Neil has been taken up to theatre.

OK?

We got your dad back.

He's critically ill...

Yeah, but if I hadn't gone in there.

You didn't mean him any harm, did you?

It's just...it's just this crappy life.

I just wanted him to see.

Yeah. You didn't know what was going to happen.

Quiet morning?

Your patient, Neil Ogden's.

It has your name on it.

Maybe he didn't give up on you after all?

This was precisely the situation that I wanted to avoid.

Once this is escalated, then we have...

-KNOCK

-Yes?

Dr Grayling, what do you want?

I...

I said it, and then I couldn't stop it.

Do you think doves are a cliche?

Hmm, what's that film?

The Birds.

I don't know why you don't just go to Vegas.

Oh, you could get an Elvis impersonator to release

the crows or...

Doves. They're doves.

You're scaring me now, Charlie Fairhead.

Go and practice your twerking!

-Sorry.

-Sorry.

Hey.

Hey.

Ethan!

You're not trying to avoid me, are you?

No. I'm not.

Nibbles, I know you too well.

I know you're mad and, look,

I'm sorry about the proposal.

OK? I just needed to show Alicia I wasn't bothered.

I dunno...

Say you don't hate me.

-Cal...

-Say it!

-Cal, stop it.

-Come on!

Stop it! Please!

I...

I don't hate you, OK?

Ah, I need to get on.

Sure.

I thought you'd gone.

Even if you were drunk,

even if you didn't mean it,

let me just say this, Lina.

I can't marry you, because...

I know, because you feel sorry for me.

No, no!

Because...

Because of the way your face crumples when you laugh.

Because of the crazy way you make pasta sauce.

The way you move to Take That, even though I dislike their voices.

I can't give you a false marriage.

You deserve more.

I love you, Lina.

That's the most romantic un-proposal I've ever heard.

While I appeal the leave to remain, they'll be watching us.

So, maybe I'll be sent back after all?

Maybe my lungs will pack up for good?

Shouldn't you grab some happiness while you can, then?

What if I promise not to walk you down the aisle to Take That?

Oh!

Excuse me.

Where are we going?

I don't really know how to say it,

so, as Take That would say...

Take That?

This feels like a pivotal moment, and you're quoting Take That.

Would you still want me, if I was?

Yes, I would still want you.

Well, then, we'll have to tell Cal.

I know I shouldn't have gone in to Resus.

No, you shouldn't.

But, well, I knew I could get through to him and...

Dylan...

Sebastian has admitted to making a malicious allegation, so,

it's still a mess, still needs clearing up, but for you, it's over.

What happens to Sebastian now?

Uh, don't know, but it's no longer your problem.

OK.

Hey!

Hi.

Oh, you're back.

So, you're not packing your bags for South Africa, then?

No.

Did Ethan mention anything to you about the stealing-his-proposal thing?

No. Not about that.

-Cos I thought he'd be...

-Cal...

..properly mad, but...

..he just seemed weird.

Like, sort of shut off.

I mean, I can't put my finger on it, but,

I don't know, this time...

This time he's different.

You and Ethan are always falling out. Maybe, you know,

a clean break wouldn't hurt?

Nah, I know I always joke about Ethan,

but seriously, without him,

I don't know what I'd do.

You know, before you came back to Holby, some, um,

some stuff happened between us.

Pretty bad stuff,

and I thought it would finish us off.

But you two got through it?

Yeah, well, blood's thicker, right?

See you in a bit.

I'll only mess it up again.

No, come on. It's not often we get a second chance.

They gave me his letters.

It helped him, writing.

Even if he couldn't send them.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

Just wanted a dad to be proud of me, you know?

I'm nothing to be proud of, am I?

Hey, there you are.

OK, look, there's something I've gotta say.

Yeah. Me as well.

Go on, best of three.

OK.

One, two, three...

One, two, three...

OK. Look. I've blown out the placement.

I am an idiot and I'm sorry.

To make it up to you, how about a weekend on the South Bank?

We can do the Stephen Hawkins lectures, um,

we can do the Kuro, double bill, whatsit...

-Kurosawa.

-Yeah. I'll even sit through the six hours

in Japanese with you. What do you say?

OK.

Cal, this is the most difficult thing...

Cal, I wasn't straight with you before.

Ethan did tell me about you stealing his proposal and how

maybe you two couldn't come back from this.

But then he said the same as you.

That he doesn't know what he'd do without you, in the end, so...

Come here, you soppy git.

You had me worried there for a minute.

Come on.

I understand Dylan missed the hearing?

Yes, he did.

Well, it's a difficult situation.

It's quite natural to feel out of one's depth.

Actually, the allegation's been withdrawn. Dylan's in the clear.

Didn't you know?

Oh! Well, congratulations, Dr Gardner.

I'm sure it's great relief.

Yes, it is. Thank you.

Can I just ask you a question?

Yes?

It's about a trauma patient.

If they came in with a suspected brain injury,

wouldn't protocol be to intubate prior to a scan?

Yes, it would.

Yes, it would.

Then why did you not afford my daughter the same treatment?

Connie, I made a judgment call, as we do!

Judgment?

That judgment call may have exacerbated my daughter's

brain injury.

I know it's difficult. You're looking for...

You made a catastrophic, clinical error.

I have no option but to report you to the Trust.

I have to admit, I didn't know what to think,

what with the photo and all.

Dylan?

-Yeah?

-I can't believe Seb made it all up.

Well, they say closure is a good thing, don't they,

so shall we just move on?

Lily.

Pub quiz. Largest desert in the world? I'm thinking Sahara?

Antarctica. Deserts can be hot or cold.

You see? Come on, I need your brain in there.

Seb?

I don't know what to say.

I won't be able to stay on. It's probably for the best.

Dylan, I'm really sorry.

I found it very helpful to put some distance between myself

and the belittling.

I'm talking about my father - he was an expert.

So, I've recommended you for a placement at St James's.

Why?

I wanted you to be the best doctor that you could be.

Don't let me down.

No, Dylan, I'm leaving medicine.

I'm really not cut out for it.

No, I'd dispute that.

I think away from your father, you could fly.

You know your clinical practice is probably finished.

I knew you'd ruin his career, one way or the other.

You never thought I had it in me, did you?

Did you?

I lied because I thought I was going to fail.

You want to ask yourself why your son is so scared of failure.

Do not come crying to me.

Thank you.

I won't let you down.

Good.

We should celebrate.

Pizza?

No? Fair enough.

Max?

What's up?

Nothing.

I thought we were going to have an early night.

Sorry, I'll be back in a sec.

You know it was Jez that broke the door?

Er, what were the rules?

No talking, no bright ideas of any kind, eat when the work's done.

That's right.

Food looks good.

Dervla's hungry.

OK.

Alicia?