Fall on Me Casualty

No, no, no! Connie, can you hear me?

Where's Grace?

I want my mum.

She's gone to the hospital and we're going to go there very soon. OK?

YELLING

SCREAMING

What? What do you need me to do?

Grace Beauchamp - ten years old,

extensive soft tissue contusion, GCS between 10 and 13.

Good morning, firecracker.

I can stay with her.

Let you get some rest.

At least eat something, Connie.

Louise, you're late.

Sorry, I was, erm...

Oh! Mrs Sanders in cubicles needs a catheter.

She's been waiting 40 minutes.

Robyn's got HDC.

David...

David!

Mr Reeves needs a bag of saline up.

Oh! Sorry.

Oh, it's a bit of a mess down here.

Yeah, certainly is.

OK, people...

Guys?

Attention, please.

Everybody!

Erm, so for those of you who don't know, yesterday

Mr Hanssen made me acting clinical lead in Mrs Beauchamp's absence.

How's Grace?

Ah, Charlie?

The operation to insert the ICP bolt went really well.

Shouldn't we do something? I don't know, pop up and see her or...?

Mrs Beauchamp will want privacy, so let's just leave her alone.

We could send her flowers? I don't know...fruit?

That's a lovely idea.

Look, I know your thoughts are with Connie and Grace,

but the machine that is the ED needs to keep running.

However, if any of you are struggling,

the door to the office is always open for a chat.

Or even a hug!

Joke. I was joking.

Unless, of course, you really do need a hug.

Anyway, back to work.

Louise?

Perhaps you'd like to be the first to come and see me?

I wasn't really involved in the crash.

But you asked about Grace.

I'm fine, honest.

I thought you should eat before we go.

Did you get any sleep?

Have you got passports and tickets?

Ta-dah!

Good. That's good.

After the operation, we could stay in Paris for a while.

Take in some sights?

After a caesarean, with a newborn in tow?

Thought it might be nicer than rushing straight back.

I want to come home.

OK.

Are you sure about this?

I need her out, Roddy.

She's not even born yet and you're trying to nerd her up.

How many times? Mechanical engineers aren't nerds!

If it wasn't for us, you wouldn't have...

Transport and technology...

Civilisation as we know it. ..civilisation as we know it.

I love you, you big geek.

But lose the bumbag, please.

It's not a bumbag. It's practical.

ENGINE SQUEALS

Sorry, I meant to fix that.

You'll be OK.

Not long now.

Next stop - Paris!

PHONE RINGS

Noel!

Sorry. Hello, Holby City Emergency Department.

How am I supposed to treat patients while you're making this racket

out here?

Nothing I can do, mate.

I can't work in this environment. My eardrums are about to explode.

I've spoken to the site manager.

They've scheduled breaks, there's not a lot more he can do.

Well, that's just brilliant, isn't it? Just brilliant.

Dylan, are you OK? Do you need to talk?

Talk? About what? The accident.

No. I need to be able to hear myself think!

She's the Messiah, isn't she? She's clearly the Messiah.

As I've finished upstairs now, I thought I'd come to say cheerio.

Duffy, you're killing me. I need you.

Me and Clinical Lead.

Not a brilliant fit.

I sort of bombed in front of the team.

It's just nerves. You'll be great.

How are you doing?

Getting on with it. No choice.

Hey, Duffy, I was going to call you.

I... I wanted to thank you for all your help with...

You were incredible.

It was nothing.

Listen, there's a band-seven spot that's opening up...

Oh, no. My days in the ED are long over, Jacob.

If I was a horse they'd be putting me out to pasture now.

We could really use you.

Sorry. But listen, I can contact the agency, help out today?

Give you both a chance to spend time upstairs?

You're on. Thank you.

Ten quid says you'll apply for that job before the end of the day.

No chance.

Make it 20.

Charlie, have you got a second?

Yeah, sorry.

20 quid.

Ow, ow!

We'll stop at a garage on the way.

SIREN BLARES

Ow, ow, ow!

It's OK, babes, it's gone.

PHONE RINGS

Hello? 'Mr Roddy Swinford?'

Er, Oui. 'Le Clinique Picasson in Paris...'

Quiet, please.

We are... I mean, nous sommes.

Please, please, please...

THEY SPEAK FRENCH

I'm sorry, Carly, just give me a minute. Ow!

FEEDBACK ON PHONE

Sorry, can you hear me?

Stop it! Make it stop!

Hello? Are you still there? Hello?

Carly! Carly!

SHE GROANS

Hi, you.

Hello.

Sorry. Thank you. Now you're going to want to...

What about music in the staffroom?

No. No music.

Pilates? Meditation sessions?

I'm joking.

So...you back for good, then?

One day only.

Like a mayfly. Excuse me?

Mayflies only live for 24 hours. Then they die.

Sorry. Not that you're going to...

Please? I flagged it up last week. It's only for an hour.

I did book it.

We're backed up, Robyn. Look at the board.

We've got three cubicles about to breach.

We're short-staffed and we're busy. I can't cover it.

I can take her patients. Her boyfriend, Glen,

he gets his biopsy results today.

Sorry. Yeah, it's fine. You take as long as you need.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Jez! You take her, mate.

Hello, buddy. My name's Iain.

I'm a paramedic. What's your name?

Roddy. My wife. She fell out during the crash.

She's 37-weeks pregnant.

OK, let's just concentrate on you for now? OK?

I need to get out. Get me out.

I need to get to her!

Stay nice and still for me, all right?

HE YELLS

Right, Jackie?

Hello, I'm Dr Hardy, I'm going to be examining you today.

Nice to meet you.

So you've been getting abdominal pains?

No wedding ring. You must be single?

Ignore her. My wife has been getting really severe stomach cramps.

OK. When did these start, exactly?

When we were...intimate.

Right.

So are you? Single?

Well, it's just that she says there are no handsome

single doctors around here, and that's why she still hasn't met anybody.

But I think she's just making an excuse.

Sorry, who are we talking about?

Mam!

Carly!

Where am I?

There was a crash. You were thrown from the car.

Remember? GCS 15, BP's fine.

Carly? Your baby's going to be checked out properly at the ED.

OK?

My baby's fine.

We need to make sure, though.

I am sure. I can hear her.

What, your baby talks to you?

I can always hear her.

Great, thank you.

OK, we have an RTC en route.

Two injuries. One is a late-stage pregnancy, thrown from the vehicle.

And a fire at a factory,

several potential casualties with minor burns and smoke inhalation.

We might hit capacity. We could divert?

We can cope.

The wards aren't admitting and we need to safeguard patient care.

Why don't we call an internal major incident,

send pending admissions upstairs and street all non-emergencies?

I hear you but let's see how the fire pans out, first.

Would you prepare Resus for the RTC? Thanks, Louise.

Wow! She's sparky today.

Let's just hope she doesn't blow.

I think there's more going on there. You know, post-crash?

Should I let Jacob know?

She'll be fine. I'll help her as much as I can.

Thanks, Duffy.

Can Alicia stay?

Yes, with your consent. How long have you had these symptoms?

A few days. But it's much worse today.

And is it only during sex?

How often have you...?

OK. We've had marriage troubles

but we're getting back on track now.

Kill me now. I'm sorry, Scoobie.

Scoobie?

Don't ask.

OK. Just going to check your glands.

Have you had any trouble urinating?

Well, now, that is a personal question, isn't it?

Just answer him, Mam.

Yes. Any bleeding since, or during intercourse?

No, no. OK.

We'll get a urine sample, and then we'll see where we are with that.

What could this be, sweetheart?

It's probably just a urine infection, or appendicitis,

so you might need a scan.

But Dr Hardy will get you some pain relief while we wait.

We should have gone to St James'.

Why didn't you?

Your mum wanted to check out your work environment.

Spy, you mean.

He seems nice, that doctor.

Hey. Hey.

Oh, new shirt?

Thought I'd better look smart. Do you think it's too tight?

What do you think he'll say, the consultant?

I think, whatever he says, we'll deal with it.

Together.

And yeah, it is a little tight.

I knew it!

Come on.

Right, guys, we are extremely busy so I am going to need you to

make a tidy line to register, and then you'll be ready to triage.

If you're quiet, we will help you quicker. OK? Right.

You two, come with me.

Two more of Robyn's in minors.

You take one, I'll take the other.

This is Carly Swinford, 36.

At approximately nine o'clock she was a front-seat passenger ejected

from a moving vehicle at roughly 30mph.

Query fractured left clavicle, entonox given en route.

She fell out, during the crash.

She wasn't KO'd, GCS 15,

all other obvs are fine but she's 37-weeks pregnant.

OK - Resus, bay three, please.

No neck pain but she's complaining of auditory hallucinations.

Apparently she can hear her baby. I can.

She might have hit her head.

This is Roddy, he was the driver of the vehicle.

Partially de-gloved his hand but that's as far as I got,

I'm afraid, because he won't let me examine him any further. Louise.

Sorry, excuse me. Could you just...?

You're going to need a full assessment as well.

I'm fine. But she can't be in there on her own.

I need to be in there with her.

Come and get her settled, then we'll check you over, OK?

Ah, so things aren't working out with the old parents.

Since they got back together they've been like a pair of horny teenagers.

I've literally not slept. So, yes, I need to move out.

And...er, Scoobie?

Oh, I am so not telling you that!

Please?

These are from Dr Gardner to make everyone feel better.

Oh, with coffee?

A little unorthodox.

Any sign of Mam's results, then?

Ah, no. I'm just going to go and chase the lab.

Oh, you've, erm, you've got... Oh.

She's quite a character.

You could say that. She had an affair.

They try to deny it but I'm not stupid.

Oh, sorry.

You've still got...

Thank you.

Ah, yeah, so chase the results.

Yes!

Ooh!

Sweet, really sweet, Nibbles. Lovely.

There's bilateral air entry, central trachea, so there's no pneumothorax.

Louise, IV paracetamol, please.

No problem, Dr Gardner. I'm on it.

Good. Carly, this is the sound of your baby's heartbeat.

Get it off. Get it off!

Louise, urgent head CT scan, plus chest and pelvis.

David, perhaps you'd like to take Mr Swinford now?

He needs a full ATLS survey.

Why's he late?

It's only five minutes.

Roddy Swinford, 42. Driver in the RTC. Primary survey all fine.

He has a deep laceration to his right arm,

with some partial de-gloving.

I've applied a firm pressure dressing and elevated it for

later review.

Nice work.

Mr Swinford? Hi, I'm Dr Gardner. We met earlier.

I'd just like to take a quick look at your arm, if that's OK?

How's my wife doing?

She's having her scans.

Once they're done, we'll move her to a cubicle, where it's a bit quieter.

She's just really tired.

And extreme fatigue, it does things to the mind, doesn't it?

It certainly does. Can her antenatal team not help with that?

Prescribe something?

No, it only started recently.

Where is she booked in?

Oh, erm... I can't remember the name exactly.

Oh, well, that doesn't matter. We'll look her up.

Right, distal circulation is fine,

but I would like to get an X-ray to rule out foreign bodies.

If it's OK, I'll get it seen to later.

We've got an appointment.

I don't think you or your wife are ready to leave yet.

No, you see, we've got a caesarean booked.

So if she's OK, medically, we need to get going.

Ah, right, well, let's talk about that when I get the results

of your wife's scan.

Excuse me.

Louise, Mr Swinford can't remember where his wife's receiving

antenatal care. Will you look up her GP, please?

Yeah. I can do that.

I'll do that.

So, looks like Louise has performed a miracle.

That fire turned out to be all smoke. Breaches are cleared.

Department relatively calm. Who needs Charlie, eh?

Ah! We all need Charlie.

Yes, I wouldn't be calling if it wasn't urgent, would I?

She was involved in an RTC. Right, thank you.

Muppets.

Those cubicles you cleared are all full again.

Can't you help me?

I already am.

I'm sorry if we embarrassed you in front of your colleague, Scoobie.

Yeah, yeah.

He does seem like a nice lad, Ethan.

Oh, the heart is aflutter.

So why are you dancing around each other?

I don't know, he's smart.

Hey! No-one's too smart for you!

No, I know. It's not that. I don't know...

Well, do something about it, then.

But don't tell Mam, OK?

She'll be booking wedding venues before I can blink.

Wedding venues? Wow.

Don't you start.

Just...take care, Alicia. I don't want to see you get hurt.

Why would I get hurt?

Just take care.

Er, team? Team!

So, thank you for all your hard work.

We are in great shape. But let's not rest on our laurels.

We're not.

To that end, I have organised a peri-arrest simulation

exercise tonight after work, in the ambulance station.

Oh, come on. Seriously?

Yes.

There are proportionally more errors for ED patients than anywhere else.

Let's make sure that doesn't apply to us. Thank you.

See you ALL tonight.

So, what happened to pontoon over Prosecco?

Oh, this'll be much more fun. Define fun.

Trust me. You'll love it.

I'm only here for today though and that doesn't include overtime...

Oh, no, no, no. Please, please?

Come on. I need you.

I'll see. Thank you.

Oh, come on, you stupid thing. Print!

PHONE RINGS Can you answer the phone, please?

Thank you.

Erm, Carly Swinford.

Have we taken any obs since she got back from X-ray?

I was busy with the guy with chest pains. I'll go now.

OK. Have we got her antenatal records?

Oh, yeah, here's the thing, she missed her last three appointments.

You've got to tell me this stuff, yeah?

Sorry. I was busy with... We'll find out what's going on.

Amateur hour, isn't it? I'm trying my best here!

If you need help, Louise, please ask.

With all these spinning plates, one will break.

I'm OK. I promise.

I'm just going to have a look at your obs, OK?

It's all I ever wanted... just to be a good mum.

Then how come you've missed your last few midwife appointments?

They're important.

DRILLING RESTARTS

Is it the noise?

(I'm not crazy. There's something else wrong with me.)

I know there is.

I believe you. We're going to find out what's wrong.

OK? I promise. Let me just go and find a doctor.

Roddy, we need to go. Now.

The doctors don't think you're fit enough, babes.

I need her out. Since the crash, she's even louder.

It's worse, so much worse than before.

What are you doing?

I'm discharging myself. Can you...

Dr Gardner, Duffy? Carly, let us help you.

Mr and Mrs Swinford, neither of you are in any condition to go anywhere.

We have a train to catch. Please see to her. I'll talk to him.

Mr Swinford, a word, please?

What is going on?

We're going to a private hospital in France.

They can do a C-section.

But why the rush?

Her dad was schizophrenic. He was sectioned. Killed himself.

I know it's not that simple,

but she's terrified that she'll end up being sectioned, like him.

Well, then, she needs help.

She's just tired. Once the baby is born, she'll be fine.

Please, let us go.

Robyn? How did it go?

Yeah, it was all good.

Brilliant!

The biopsy showed that Glen has got years.

Finally, some good news.

We have to stop them!

It's their choice.

Thank you for all your help. I really do appreciate it.

Thank you.

Ah, ah, your older gentleman who's been in retention for two days...

Can you just deal with it, please, David?

DRILLING RESTARTS

Carly. Carly, we're going now. Come on.

Come on. Carly, come on.

Get off her! Ah!

OK. Get Carly back to HTC.

Call the on-duty Psych to get down here immediately.

Dylan, there was no head trauma from the car crash,

so I'm thinking mental health issues.

I don't think so. Staff Nurse Tyler...

Her physical health is our priority. We should investigate, shouldn't we?

What if we've missed something? Why don't you meet me in the relatives' room?

Cool down a bit. But...

Walk away, Louise. Walk away right now.

The head CT was definitely clear?

Yes. Why, what are you thinking?

Vertigo, extreme anxiety, auditory hallucinations.

Maybe there's something in what Louise says.

We should rule out what we can.

TV PLAYS

Needed redecorating anyway.

I couldn't let them leave.

You've taken on a lot today.

Why don't you have some time out? I don't need time out.

Why did you want to be a nurse, Louise?

We've all got our one reason, right?

Yeah.

When I was 16, I saw a man get hit by a car.

He begged me to tell his wife and kids he loved them.

Then he died, while I was holding his hand.

When I told his wife, she...

..she hugged me.

I couldn't save him but...

..I made a tiny difference.

And you're a good nurse, but you have to know your limits.

We all do. We see tragedy every day.

We aren't invincible - me, Charlie, Jacob.

And then when it's one of our own...

She's just a little girl.

Why don't you go up and see her?

I couldn't be of any use.

But you might.

Sorry, these are definitely Mrs Munroe's results?

Erm, yes, of course. Thank you.

Just ask him out. Oh, you can't be scared, darling!

Jackie, leave the girl alone.

What do you think of my little girl, Dr Ethan Hardy?

She's a cracker, isn't she?

Just ignore her, Ethan.

Can I see the results? Oh, erm...

Patient confidentiality.

I've already given me consent, Doctor.

Let go.

Mrs Munroe, it would appear you have gonococcus in your urine.

You've got gonorrhoea, Mam.

We'll need to do a full STI screen.

And we'll also refer you for a follow-up at a sexual health clinic.

It's advisable that you contact all your sexual partners from the

last 12 months as well.

I'm not leaving her alone. Whether she likes it or not.

Charlie, could you give this to Mrs Beauchamp,

and let her know we're thinking of her?

Yeah, sure. Thanks, Louise.

Get out! I said, get away from her.

I said I would do it. Only me.

You need to rest.

I'm fine.

No, you're not fine. Grace needs you fully fit.

You have to sleep. Come on.

Please be quiet, little girl. Mummy needs some sleep. Please stop.

Please stop!

We've, erm, eliminated a number of conditions that manifest with

psychiatric symptoms but I'm afraid we're no closer to the root cause.

I tell you what,

why don't you come with me and I'll re-dress that for you?

Thank you. Robyn, Duffy's looking for you.

I was just getting some air.

Have you been crying?

No, it's the wind. Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

It's grand. It's grand.

Dr Keogh. Has Carly gone for another scan or something?

No. I think she was due to talk to Psych.

Then I think we need to start a search.

So, if Daddy won't help... then Mummy will.

And I promise I won't hurt you. But I need some quiet.

So... you have to come out now.

OK? Shh, shh.

If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be?

Ooh...

Falmouth.

Of all the places...

I don't really like flying.

Alaska.

Yes, the Aurora Borealis. Although you wouldn't need to go that far.

Iceland, Norway, Scotland?

Since we nearly...

You know, like, how close we came to...in the crash,

it's made me think of all the places that I haven't been.

Hey, we could go?

Alaska sounds a bit cold for me. My lips get chapped.

Falmouth. One day. A little road trip.

Yeah, I'd like that. On one condition, though.

You have to tell me why your dad calls you Scoobie.

No chance.

Oh, come on, quid pro quo. I told you about Nibbles.

Well, more fool you.

The, erm, the blood tests... They confirm gonorrhoea.

I swear, if he takes her back again...

He must be getting the same symptoms and choosing to hide it.

He must really love her if he forgives her like that.

Yeah, it's about time someone stood up to her.

Carly, please open the door.

Is she in here? She hasn't spoken since I found her.

Right, can we get this open?

Carly, can you let us in?

Thank you very much.

OK, Carly, can you hear me?

All right, we need to get her to Resus, now.

See you.

Yeah, see you.

Foetal heart showing deceleration.

OK, with all the stress, she's gone into labour.

Carly? Carly, do you understand?

Prep the resuscitaire. Let's just get the scalpel wound stapled.

We'll worry about dressing it later. Can I help?

No! I don't want her near my wife.

Carly, I'm going to put an oxygen mask on you.

I need you to take nice, deep breaths. Good girl.

How are you doing? About halfway there.

Carly? Carly, stay awake for me. Nice, deep breaths.

Good girl.

Let me take you out for a drink after work.

I'm fine, David. Thank you.

It was bad news, wasn't it?

Two years.

Two poxy years. That's all he's got.

Do you know how long I've waited for this?

For someone like him?

104.

104 Friday and Saturday nights.

Four birthdays, yours and his, two Christmases. That's...

730 whole days, Robyn.

You see, most couples waste their time, they let it drift by because

they think they've got for ever. I did. But you know now.

Make it count.

SHE GROANS LOUDLY

Don't let them section me, please.

You need help, sweetheart. You're not well.

You promised me. You promised.

They're going to make you better, babes.

Dr Gardner?

Sorry, Dylan, it'll have to wait. We need to deliver this baby.

OK, Carly, we've got the head.

There, now, on your next contraction,

I'm going to need to you push, push with everything you've got.

That's it, that's it.

OK, there we go.

OK, come on. Good girl.

Come on, baby. That's it.

Good girl. Good girl.

That's a good girl. BABY CRIES

My eyes. My eyes are so loud!

They're so loud. The noise!

No, no, no!

Carly, it's OK. Carly, Carly, shh. You're going to be OK.

We've got you. We're going to look after you now.

It's OK, Carly.

I'm sorry.

Carly, you're both going to be OK. Carly, no, no, no.

I need you to relax.

Leave me alone.

I can't do it on my own!

I can't do it without her. I know what I'm capable of.

Raising her on my own. I can't. She's better off...

Roddy, how many times a day do you look at that picture?

All the time, I reckon.

I bet you've got a name picked out too? Nursery's all decorated?

Nappies bought in bulk, car seat for that first trip home?

All the stuff you've been dreaming of as a dad.

But I failed her. I failed them both.

No, you were incredible today. For Carly, for that baby.

But that little girl, she needs you now. You can't walk away.

You're her person.

And if Carly's not well, you might be her only person.

Come on.

Elle, have a look at this.

When I noticed Carly's nystagmus, earlier on,

it reminded me of something that I've read.

Look, Minor's syndrome - superior semi-circular canal dehiscence.

This is her earlier head CT.

There. Huh?

It's incredibly rare.

But it means Psych can stand down.

We can't keep doing this, Jackie, you know that.

Don't leave. I am begging you!

Sit down a minute, darling.

Don't do this, Howard.

Have you no dignity at all?

She cheats on you, lies, puts your health at risk.

Alicia... Why are you defending her? The truth hurts, doesn't it?

It's not your mam's fault.

You are going to let her walk all over you.

You're a mug, Dad. Stop it.

No, I won't stop because it's about time that somebody...

It was me!

The cheating - it's always been me!

Your mam gave me another chance and I couldn't stop.

Alicia!

Alicia.

You're not a child any more.

You know how the world works.

Being with the same person for 32 years, it's difficult.

I love her. I don't want to lose her.

I have urges.

I don't believe this.

It's just a physical thing. That's all.

It means nothing. No feelings.

Mam's heartbroken.

Yeah, I know. And that's why this time I need to go.

You know, she says she can deal with it, but she can't.

I don't want to go on hurting her.

Scoobie!

When we're here, it's Dr Munroe.

Here's Mummy.

Am I going to the psychiatric hospital?

No, you're not.

Carly, we think that you have something called Minor's syndrome.

It's essentially an opening in the bone overlying the ear canal

and it begins to explain the particular sensitivities that

you have been having to sound.

Everything's been amplified to an unbearable level,

particularly sounds within your own body - your eyeballs,

your bones creaking, and of course, your baby.

I should imagine that external sounds have been

particularly excruciating?

So it's not schizophrenia?

We'll need to keep you monitored,

but a couple of operations and you should be fine.

Thank you.

It's a pleasure. We like to get to the bottom of things.

And...congratulations.

Take care.

Thank you.

Duffy? Yeah?

I want to get better, and I want to learn...from you.

Please don't leave.

Hey, you were discharged ages ago. Go on,

go home. I'll meet you back there soon.

He's gone.

Why did you even let him back? When you knew?

Do you want to be alone?

Well, it's better than relying on a man to make you happy!

Why did you lie, cover for him?

Because you worship the ground your father walks on.

What, you were protecting me?

I didn't want you heartbroken as well.

Look at you - my baby girl in here,

saving lives, making people better.

I am so proud of you, you know.

Maybe you're better off the way you are, darling - single,

successful, happy.

All the world at your feet.

Won't end up some pathetic, old bag like me.

No husband, no career. Nothing.

Hey! You've got me.

Yeah. I've got you.

Right, I'll get you a taxi.

Come on. We don't need a cleaning rota.

Wasn't my idea.

Have you boys never heard of cleaners?

We can barely make the rent right now.

You've got a box room, though, right? Mm-hm.

Why don't you rent it out?

Who'd want to live in that?

Erm...

You kicked a hole in the relatives' room?

I'll pay for the damage and it won't happen again.

And at the same time, I thought I'd redecorate it.

In my spare time, of course.

I think people deserve somewhere decent to wait,

or to grieve.

I think it's really important.

Then, I'll make some calls.

See if we can't get a small amount of funding from the Trust.

Thank you.

You're welcome, but don't forget my training tonight.

Duffy? Yeah?

Great work with Louise.

Oh, nothing to do with me.

Now, listen, I know you have retirement plans...

but this place could really use you. Me especially.

Oh, Elle...

I know. I know. I'm sorry.

You've already done more than enough for this department.

OK. I'll do it. I'll have a word with Jacob.

Thank you.

Ethan! Tequila! Come and have a shot with us.

Wow, shots. You know we've got that training thing?

Relationships! To getting your heart ripped into pieces. No, thank you!

Are you all right?

Ah, did you see her before, my mam?

Just...giving up on life because of a man, but I'm not going to do that.

I'm going to have fun and you should have fun as well.

We should both have fun. You know why?

Because...we nearly died.

We nearly died.

Well, erm, good news!

This is for Jez and Max's flat and I've negotiated

a very reasonable rate for you.

Aww! That's so nice!

Oh!

SHE GIGGLES

Go and have some fun, Ethan.

You deserve it!

Whoa!

She's a player.

Trust me, mate, you've dodged a bullet with that one. Hmm.

Right, come on!

How about we get this training thing out the way and then we go

and get you a curry?

OK? And The Fast And The Furious box set.

I hate The Fast And The Furious.

I know. Come on.

I, erm, played a lot of netball.

Dr Gardner, we've had a really, really rough week...

Yes, we have. So, take a beer, team up. Doctors versus nurses.

Losing team buys dinner.

There's about a million things I'd rather do than this and one

of them would have been a peri-arrest simulation exercise.

But no work tonight. We deserve this.

Now, unlike netball, what can't we do, Jez?

You can't go backwards past the halfway line.

Exactly - forwards only. No looking back.

Right, I'll ref.

Good. Hold on! Whose side are me and Max on?

Nurses, obviously. Oh, hang on a minute.

Does that mean we've got Dylan?

Very, very playground.

Come on, then.

THEY CHEER

Need a medic.

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