Reap the Whirlwind - Part One Casualty

-I can't help being thick.

-I blame the teacher.

They said I need to sit a numeracy test. If I fail, I lose my job.

Did someone post this?

I am racist. If that's how you want to label me, go ahead.

We treat anybody here.

Armed police! Down on the floor!

-Is that for me?

-Mm-hm.

Thank you very much.

The trust has decided that further cuts need to be made.

I'm going to go to the union, we'll organise a strike

and you'll be destroyed.

You'd better not miss.

The only thing that keeps this place running is our goodwill.

-You take that away and...

-And what about patients?

SIREN WAILS

Morning.

I was hoping it wouldn't come to this.

Ah! An optimist!

I'm just praying things don't get too ugly.

Have you decided what you're going to do?

-Morning.

-Morning.

-Hi.

-Hey, listen, you know it's Gemma's exams today?

I was thinking about getting a few people together to celebrate...

-or commiserate!

-She'd like that.

These are from the hostel?

Yeah, six kids and their teacher in the same dorm.

Yeah...it never rains but it pours.

-FOOTBALL ON TV

-No! Go on!

Grosyar! You're useless!

# Gros-y-ar! Gros-y-ar!

# Your mother washes windscreens on the North Circul-ar!

# Gros-y-ar! Gros-y-ar!

# Your mother washes windscreens on the North Circul-ar!

# Gros-y-ar! Gros-y-ar!

# Your mother washes windscreens on the North Circul-ar! #

Yeah. Maybe don't give up your day job.

-Hey.

-We have seven carbon monoxide cases heading in. All hands on deck.

OK. You know...it's not too late to change your mind.

The consultants are right.

Our best chance is to work with Sam, not against him.

He feels cornered.

If these cuts go ahead, you know how overworked we'll be, Lily.

And what about patient safety?

We all want the same thing. I'm just going about it differently.

Say it enough, and you might actually believe it.

'Build-up was slow at first, it suddenly exploded...'

Boo!

I don't believe it.

-Who's that?

-How should I know?

-You got a problem?

-Dad! Don't..

What you looking at, huh?

Loser! Lo-ser!

Lo-ser! Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!

CHEERING

BP 100, sats are 96.

Right. Let's keep an eye on her output, please.

-Connie, can I have a word?

-Yeah.

Maintain high-flow oxygen and do some blood gases.

OK, sure thing.

I'm assuming you've got everything organised for this afternoon.

Are we diverting?

No, it's under control. Annual leave's cancelled.

Outpatient clinics and non-urgent electives are all cancelled.

-We'll be fine.

-You do realise we're a doctor down. At least.

I know and I've got a locum to cover the ED.

I'm not going to be held to account

by a bunch of junior doctors, and one in particular.

Right, well, you may be Medical Director, but the moment I deem it

unsafe for patients, I will divert, whether you like it or not.

MEN SHOUT

Oi! Mick! Mickey!

Thought you didn't know him.

Come on. Don't be shy.

Why don't you introduce me to your scum mates?

Say that again.

I said why don't you introduce me to your scum mates?

Scum, racist scum!

SIREN WAILS

Dad! We've got to get out of here.

Dad, Dad...

Ambulance! Come on, he needs an ambulance!

She's cut up about it, man. Seriously.

-Nah, nobody's interested any more.

-Mate, it broke the intranet.

-I take it you had a cheeky look?

-Yeah, she shoved it in my face!

She thought I was the one who uploaded it.

-Did you take a look?

-Course I didn't.

That's probably for the best! Old-timer like you.

That kind of thing can give you a heart attack!

HE LAUGHS

I said black.

What is wrong with this place?

-I'll make you another one.

-Forget it. I can't wait all day.

First World problems, eh?

She's still upset about the photo.

That? Everyone's forgotten about it.

To wish you luck for this afternoon.

What's it say?

It's the answers.

And you have to be able to read Chinese to use it.

I'm going to need all the help I can get.

Patsy was waiting for me when I came in this morning.

Said, if I don't pass, I can't keep my job.

Don't worry. You'll sail through.

After everything that you and Iain have done for me,

I'm going to let you down. I know I am.

Dr Chao, do you have a second?

I have to go. You'll be fine. I promise.

-Morning.

-Morning.

You know, I just wanted to say how utterly grateful I am to you

for covering last week.

And I really hope I can count on your support this afternoon.

-OK?

-Mm-hm.

OK, great.

SIREN WAILS

-Hi. Roy, over there.

-Cheers.

All right, fella. You must be Roy? How you doing?

My name is Iain. This is Jez.

He's got asthma. He's taken his puffer, though.

OK. Let me take a look at you, mate. Step over here with me, please.

Oh, man, they got you real good!

Can you tell me where it hurts?

Where doesn't it hurt?

HE WINCES

Have we met before, Roy?

-Nope.

-My mistake.

Looks like you've dislocated your shoulder.

I'll get you some pain relief on the way back to Holby.

-Holby?

-Yeah.

That a problem?

OK, right, I just need to have a word with my colleague, all right?

Don't run off, yeah?

You'll be fine.

Couple of inches to the right and it would have been a different story.

OK, just hold this under your eye, OK?

Jez, mate, I'm going to ride in the back with the old guy.

I'm a bit worried about his breathing.

Oh, thank you for the vote of confidence, mate.

-No, no, it's not that.

-I don't need my hand holding, OK?

Yeah, well, look, why don't I give you his direct number?

You can talk to him yourself.

All right. Yep, get well soon.

He's not going to like that.

Locum trouble?

How did...?

Just a lucky guess.

-Mr Strachan?

-I'm a little busy right now, Noel.

Well, you're about to get a whole lot busier.

The locum's just called in sick.

Picked up some lurgy from her kid, apparently.

If anyone wants me, I'll be organising cover.

Sam, they're striking in two hours, OK?

-We need to close two ambulances.

-I said no.

-Fine.

It's the only sensible option, surely?

Smug is not a good look on you, Cal.

Hugo?

-Why aren't you at home?

-I've got this homework I need to do

and I can't do it and the teacher's going to...

No, no, ssh, it's fine, it's fine, let's go to my office.

78-year-old female fainted whilst boarding a flight.

The airline won't let her fly until we've cleared her for travel.

Her obs and BM are fine.

Her pill box contained several we're still trying to identify.

And some we are pretty sure are ecstasy.

Mrs Haas?

I'm just going to...

Mrs Haas, I'm Dr Chao. I believe you fainted?

So would you.

Me and all the ladies cooped up in all that heat,

waiting to board like a bunch of battery hens.

No wonder the Scotch didn't last long.

Sister Duffin informs me that you've been experimenting with ecstasy.

Experimenting - get you! Get her.

You must be aware of the dangers...?

Dangers-smangers. My husband was a stickler for the rules.

42 years of marriage, not so much as a parking ticket.

I'm spreading my wings, aren't I?

There are safer ways to live dangerously

than smuggling ecstasy into Cuba.

As Che would have said, viva la revolution!

Oh, give me my letter and let me get on with the tour.

We've had to confiscate your pills.

Party poopers!

We have to establish if the drugs are the cause of your fainting.

Do whatever you have to do, but hurry up!

The girls are halfway to Havana by now.

Let's do ECG, FBCs, U&Es, and LFTs please.

RAUCOUS ROCK MUSIC

-HE WAILS

-It's all right, it's all right,

I'm just trying to make you feel comfortable.

-Dad, he's just trying to help you.

-Yeah? His lot started this.

Listen to me now, I need to take a look at that, OK?

Just relax.

That's it.

OK, so you two are like 100% bring back the evil empire.

"There 'ain't no black in the Union Jack" type of folk, yeah?

You got a problem with that?

Well, I guess you didn't count on having saggy moobs

when you had that one done.

Are you queer? Is that it?

I'm the poster boy for everything you hate.

Take your filthy hands off me, then.

I don't know where they've been, do I?

Dad and Keira don't know anything about this sort of stuff.

Well, obviously biology is my favourite subject.

I knew you'd be good at it.

OK, right, let's start with photosynthesis.

So, everything, every living thing, needs to feed and nourish itself.

We do, animals do and plants do.

So they take carbon dioxide from the air,

they take water from the earth and in order to make that into glucose,

into energy, they need sunlight.

You see, plants don't do very well without light, so...

Yeah, Dad always jokes that plants die if you don't show them any love.

Well, do you know what? I think your dad's right.

You know, everything, everyone, everything needs a little bit of...

Um...

do you want to get your pens out and let's...

Page 20, there we go.

Yes, I'm just chasing up on some test results on a patient.

Yep, I'll hold.

Quite a character, isn't she?

Ecstasy at her age - what was she thinking?

Her blood tests are back.

Raised LFTs.

She hasn't complained of any abdominal pain?

No. Shall I book her for a CT?

No, let me do an abdo exam first.

Lily, look, if you do change your mind...

Jacob. It's Roy Ellisson.

Some punch-up in town.

David...he's all yours.

Make sure you keep him out of my way.

OK, what have we got?

This is Roy Ellisson, 53 years old. Alleged assault.

Approximately 9.50, he was involved in an altercation at a pub.

Injuries to his face and chest.

Query dislocated left shoulder, possibly kicked in the abdomen.

And he's consumed around five to six pints.

GCS 15, BP 140/80, pulse 88, resps 24, sats 96%.

He's had 5mg of nebulised salbutamol with minimal effect,

oxygen therapy, 5mg of morphine and he's a known asthmatic.

Everything OK?

Problem?

Nothing we can't handle.

Good.

Have you organised cover yet?

Yes, I'd like to speak to all the doctors

in 15 minutes in the staffroom. I have an announcement.

How is it?

Well, your ECG looks normal.

Then bring it on! Get me out of here.

Mojitos all the way!

I'm going to book you in for a CT.

Oh, no!

Your GP said you've complained of heartburn

and you have abdominal discomfort.

I'm nearly 80.

All I've got is a bit of heartburn and a dicky tummy.

I'm a walking miracle!

Your liver function test was abnormal

and your eyes are a little yellow.

I don't need this...MOT or whatever you call it.

I need a holiday. We've been planning this for months.

We have to follow certain procedures.

I bet you do. One look at you and I could tell that!

A real stickler for the rules, I'll bet.

My husband was just the same.

Fine, if we get to the bottom of what's happening,

it will be my absolute pleasure to discharge you.

Take no notice. It's a bit tense in here today.

I'm guessing it wasn't all love, peace and understanding back there.

You must have heard about when Jacob got shot.

That was to do with this lot.

Got any pain in your chest or abdomen?

A bit. But it's this shoulder. They've really done it in.

That's a dislocation, for sure.

And he's got a marked expiratory wheeze.

Pulse 100, BP 140/70, resps 30, sats 95%.

All right, let's get another nebuliser,

5mg salbutamol and 500 micrograms atrovent, please.

And let's get an abdominal CT once we've relocated the shoulder.

And let's get some entonox, David, as well, please?

-Isn't that...?

-Boy, you're good.

Well, I never forget a face. Especially that face.

Looking for a patient with a head wound?

Yep, that will be Mickey Ellisson.

-No, I should stay with my dad.

-He's not going anywhere.

I won't be long.

We'll get him. Don't worry. The bloke who did this.

-Someone'll sort him out.

-No, Dad. He'll only make things worse.

Right, let's get this shoulder fixed, shall we?

Happen a lot, does it? This kind of thing?

We were defending ourselves.

Like the man said, "An eye for an eye and the whole world goes blind."

I'd tell my dad that, but he's not really into Gandhi.

I know what you're all thinking.

You see this monster.

But he's not, he's my dad.

You're all thinking it. Be honest.

Honestly?

It's not just your dad we're thinking that about.

-What's this about, do you think?

-Probably not good.

I got hold of the locum, and asked her to pull a sickie,

so he's a doctor down.

Maybe he's willing to compromise?

It's the sweet smell of impending victory.

Let's just hope he's seen sense.

OK, so you may have heard,

we're a doctor short, which places us under severe strain.

So you divert. It's a no-brainer, isn't it?

I won't do that.

So I need to ask - will any of you step in?

See, you think we're just going to cave in, is that it?

We're not going to let you sacrifice patient care.

With respect, Dr Hardy, what do you think you're doing by striking?

This place doesn't run itself.

All right. I expected as much.

-I'll do it myself.

-You're not trained in the ED.

Three years in a US emergency room, Dr Knight,

taught me everything I need to know.

Actually, I'm quite looking forward to it.

-Once you've learnt to ride a bike...

-Sam, we need to talk about this.

Actually, I need to thank Dr Chao.

It takes the encouragement and dedication of a doctor like Dr Chao

to reaffirm my belief that striking...

..is not the answer.

-I didn't...

-OK, so...back to work.

Right, are you all set?

-Lily, can I check something with you?

-Not now, Gem.

Lily. You've ruined it for us, you know that?

-It wasn't like that. I was trying to help.

-Really?

-Hang on. What happened in there?

-Lily's stabbing us in the back.

-I was trying to help.

-OK, Cal, leave it.

-You don't give a damn about the NHS.

-All right, that's enough!

I'm sorry.

Lily.

I didn't think you lot were supposed to do things like that.

If anybody asks, you haven't see a thing.

Bad day?

Snap.

Sometimes I'm sure the whole world's having a joke at my expense.

I'd offer to sort them out, but I've had enough fighting for one day.

Violence is not the answer.

Although it will be if I track them down.

-You OK?

-Yeah, fine. Just getting some fresh air.

I should be getting out of here.

Nice to meet you.

Was he bothering you?

-No.

-You know who he is?

I don't care who is he, Jez. He was being nice.

Which is more than anyone else round here.

Mate, do you mind?

Thanks.

Ah, that's better.

Look a bit more like your old self now.

(We got him.)

We got him. He won't do that again.

I told you, no-one does that to my boy.

Right, your CT shows you've got a ruptured spleen.

We've booked you in for interventional radiology

to stop the bleeding.

If that's what you think...

Yeah, it is.

Right, they're ready for you now. It won't take long.

Hey...chin up, son.

Eamonn?! What happened?

-You know him?

-I see him out in town now and again.

His name's Eamonn...Atunde.

Right.

Dr Knight, you can take this?

Right? Or are you knocking off early?

We're going to get some help sometime today or what?

-Right, I'll see you outside.

-Yeah.

Pulse 80, resps 20, sats 98%, GCS 14.

OK. Eamonn, I'm just going to take a closer look at your head wound.

Did you see what you were hit with?

They came out of nowhere. One minute I'm minding my business.

Next thing, I'm on the floor, out of it,

and they're laying into me.

All right, OK, let's log roll. On my count.

One, two, three...

OK, any...any pain in there?

No.

It's good. All right, neck looks fine.

OK, back on three. One, two, three...

You've been a lucky man.

Eamonn, do you recognise that guy?

Look, if he's got something to do with this, I'll call the police.

Leave it.

-I said leave it.

-OK, we'll take it from here.

You see that?

He's scared. He knows something, but he's too scared to say.

We need to fix him first, all right?

Jacob...

Sorry, Cal, there are a lot of patients.

Hi, I'm Dr Gardner. Catch me up.

OK, this is Eamonn. 24. Assaulted.

Injury to the front of the head from a blunt object.

Briefly KO'd and a deep scalp lac.

Oh, and bloods have gone off.

Right, well, you'd better get going.

Cal, good luck!

Thank you.

Hi, Eamonn.

One minute remaining.

OK, this should only take about ten minutes.

MACHINE BEEPS

OK, Bridget, stay very still for me, please.

Everything OK?

Nice try.

I could say the same.

I spoke to the locum.

I know you twisted her arm into staying away.

You won't win this.

Watch me.

-CHANTING:

-Bad for doctors, bad for patients.

Bad for doctors, bad for patients.

-Bad for doctors, bad for patients...

-Why have you got two?

Bad for patients, bad for doctors. Bad for patients, bad for doctors.

Bad for patients, bad for doctors...

-Hey.

-Hey.

-Thought you'd changed your mind.

-Bad for doctors, bad for patients.

-PHONE RINGS

Bad for doctors, bad for patients...

MUSIC PLAYS ON PHONE

OK...

Mr Ellisson, I'm Sam Strachen, cardiothoracic consultant.

Good news is that the interventional radiology

appears to have stemmed the splenic bleed.

That means we can get out of here, yeah?

We'll need to monitor you to make sure everything is OK

and then, when we get a bed, you'll need to be admitted.

OK?

Call me the moment there are any problems with this one.

What's got into you?

He's through there. The black guy. And he's in a bad way.

So what? He got what he deserved.

Yeah, Dad, I told you.

I told you to leave it alone!

That's what happens to people like him.

Like what?

Queers. Fags. Whatever you want to call them.

-But you don't know that they were...

-They were.

You think I don't know what one looks like?

Yeah, that's right, yeah. A bit of a get-together.

Yeah, she'd love to see you.

About eightish? Thanks a lot.

Right, let's have a look at this.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

There's a mass in your pancreas that's possibly...

probably cancerous.

And it looks like it's spread.

I am so sorry.

How long?

Please.

It's...difficult to predict.

I'd say months...

..not years.

But I've only just started to live!

I know you're scared, but you don't have to be.

-What?

-Look, I know you recognised that guy.

That lot have got form for this type of thing.

-Let it go, Jez.

-If you don't stand up,

in a few weeks, it'll be some other brother laying where you are.

Leave it to me.

Jez!

Overworked and underpaid! Overworked and underpaid!

Overworked and underpaid!

Overworked and underpaid! Overworked and underpaid!

-Overworked and underpaid...

-Seriously, guys,

are you not bothered that Sam hasn't diverted yet?

We have to trust Mrs Beauchamp.

Yeah, I'm sure if it gets worse, she'll divert.

Yeah, well, sooner the better cos I do not trust him.

Hey, guys. I brought gifts!

-Ah! Look at her! She's beautiful.

-Yeah, now she's all angelic.

At two in the morning, it's a different story.

Can I hold her?

We're supposed to be protesting!

"Can I hold her?" This is not a day out!

OK, Cal, why are you being so angry?

Why do you think, Nibbles?

BABY CRIES

Overworked and underpaid! Overworked and underpaid!

Come here, what you doing, eh?

I just wanted to talk, that was all.

You might have scared him, but you can't scare me.

You accuse me of judging people by the colour of their skin.

-You're just as bad.

-What you talking about?!

You look at him, you look at me and think you know everything.

You're the ones who think swastikas are a fashion statement.

-I keep telling you, I'm not like that.

-Yeah, so you keep saying.

Look, if we hadn't got to him sooner, he would have died.

That would have been at your feet.

I'm the one that's dead.

All right? Not him.

Me.

You want to know what he's really like?

MUSIC PLAYS ON PHONE

Says he's going to post it everywhere.

How long before my dad sees it? My brother's going to...

Jez...do you know what they do to people like me?

Us.

People like us.

Iain?

Iain?

We're just waiting for space on the ward.

Is there anything you need?

They keep asking when I'm going to be there.

I don't know what to say.

Would you like me to call? I'm happy to.

You're very kind.

I'm not sure everyone would agree.

Oh, you tell them from me - Dr Chao is worth her weight in gold.

This is all so unreal.

I loved my husband, but he wasn't the adventurous type.

He knew what he liked.

And I never wanted to rock the boat.

I think...you can waste your life

doing things that other people think you should be doing.

That's what's happened to me.

Tell them you're keeping me in for tests - they'd only worry.

And give them my love.

I will.

I was nervous, you know?

Me in a club like that.

I had to down half a bottle of voddy just to get there.

-I knew, if I were spotted...

-So, none of your family have any idea?

You heard my dad. He thinks people like me and you are a disease.

Look, you're not the first person to come out to their parents.

You think my dad was happy?

No. But in the end, you have to, it's your life.

If I told my dad...

he'd kick me out

-and none of them would speak to me again.

-Well, that's their loss.

Yeah, but my dad's still my dad. Don't you get that?

You know, there was a time when he was my hero.

So, no matter what he's done, no matter what he says...

-Maybe I can talk to him?

-You'd do that for me?

I'm not doing it for you.

I'm doing it because what he's doing is not right.

But trust me, this isn't going away.

And next time - and there will be a next time...

you might not be so lucky.

Gemma.

Is it the exam?

I told you I messed it up. I shouldn't have done it.

No, it's not the exam.

Alicia's been going out of her mind.

So, what has she ever done to you?

She's just...

Ever since I got here, she's been a cow to me.

-Alicia?!

-Yeah, making me look stupid in the shop.

Checking her change, making me look like a fool.

-That's it?

-Then she got her claws into Sam. She's a slapper.

Can't believe he fell for that stupid airhead.

Wait, you're jealous?

-No...I just...

-You're jealous of Alicia sleeping with Sam,

so you go and do summat like that!

Gemma, I got you this job.

People trust you because they trust me.

But every time I cut you some slack, you throw it back in my face.

Please, I'll make it up to you.

Do you know what? Come to think of it,

you always were a spiteful, jealous little brat

-ever since you were knee-high.

-That's not true.

Yes, it is, and you know it.

After everything I've done for you.

-Iain...

-You're poison.

-Iain, that's enough.

I want you out of the house.

You pack your bag and crawl back under whatever rock you came from.

Please, Iain, I made a mistake!

Lily, talk to him. He'll listen to you.

You're the only friend I've got.

Oh, don't fall for that!

I'm sorry, I can't help you any more.

Oh.

Course not. You were only interested cos of him.

-Gemma!

-That's not true.

Bin me off. Go on.

I knew you would.

You get to look like a pirate!

Dr Gardener.

I, um...

I need to speak to Eamonn. It's...it's important.

Two minutes.

-Then he's heading up to the ward for observation.

-Thank you.

What's he doing here?

You know it's his lot that done this.

Sounds like you gave as good as you got.

Ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh!

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!

Ooh-ooh! Would you have rolled over?

Look, I'm sorry for what happened.

You have no idea what that video would do to me if it got out.

-Can't wait to see.

-Eamonn, no.

You walk away, you call it quits, you end it here, now.

You're taking his side?

-Over mine?

-He's not like his dad.

He's not.

Bro, please...

just...

just delete the video, give him a second chance.

Happy?

You really think they don't know?

Last thing I remember was them telling me to keep away from you.

If they know that much, they know everything.

..Not profits! Patients, not profits!

Patients, not profits!

I'm just not sure I want to get involved.

-I thought you were on our side.

-I am. Honestly, I am.

Cal, that's not fair.

Look, I've got journalists asking about the impact of the strike.

We need to know if they're going to divert or not.

It's important.

And you've got the perfect decoy!

She's a baby, Cal, not a decoy!

Not profits! Patients, not profits!

OK, fine, but no promises, all right?

Patients, not profits! Patients, not profits!

Patients, not profits!

Patients, not profits! Patients, not profits!

Patients, not profits!

Patients, not profits...

Hi. We're about to breach the four-hour rule

on a couple of patients.

I don't suppose there happen to be any beds free, by any chance?

Nothing's moving.

Ah.

Well, there's usually something around here that can give.

How about that old lady just over there?

She's waiting to go up to Keller.

Right.

Any chance she can wait in the corridor?

I know it's not exactly a clinical area, but at times like these...

We're all making sacrifices, Duffy. I mean, look at me.

OK, if we move her near the door, I can keep an eye on her.

Thank you, Dr Chao.

Where does it stop, Lily?

Yeah, yeah.

Dad? How are you feeling?

Still waiting for a proper bed, aren't I?

Why were you talking to them in there?

The guy deserved an apology.

You never take anyone's side against the family.

Understood?

You've got a good heart, but it makes you weak.

People like that put ideas in your head.

No, I can think for myself.

You're like the wind! One minute you're blowing this way, then that.

I'm not like that any more.

You don't get it.

I know what you are, I know what you do.

I know everything about you.

I've always known since you were a kid.

I spent my life trying to protect you from yourself.

-Well, I don't need protecting.

-Don't push me.

You're my son!

And I forgive you because you've got this weakness.

And we've got to work on making you strong.

I'm not weak, Dad.

I'm gay.

Aggh!

Then stay away from us!

-Aggh!

-BONES CRACK

Just stay away!

There's no place in this family for filth.

Best give your father some space.

There's a chance he's re-dislocated his shoulder.

You heard him.

Stay away from me!

I can't feel my fingers.

Call Mr Strachan.

THUMPING RAP MUSIC

RINGING TONE

'Lily. It's me. Don't hang up.'

-Gemma, we're busy.

-'Please!'

I'm sorry about what I said. I didn't mean it.

I've messed everything up again, haven't I?

'I don't know what to do.'

-Everyone hates me.

-'How much have you had to drink?'

Not enough.

'Iain's right, I'm poison.'

I always have been poison.

He wouldn't care if I disappeared off the face of the earth.

I might just do that,

'just get on the motorway and keep driving.'

You need to stop this. You're not driving anywhere.

-Why don't I call Iain?

-'No! He'll only hate me more.

'I don't know what to do.'

You have to help me.

OK, text me where you are and I'll come as soon as my shift is over.

-When's that?

-CALL ENDS

Sorry, this is going to hurt a bit.

Mr Ellisson, do you feel any numbness in your arm here?

Or your elbow?

Or thumb?

It's all pins and needles.

What's wrong?

100mg ketamine in 10ml saline, please.

We need to reduce the dislocation.

But don't worry, we'll have you fixed in no time.

Just going to put you under a mild sedation.

You're going to feel a little bit drowsy, OK?

Do you want me to let your son know?

No.

Very well.

Thanks.

OK, where are we going?

Into the corridor, please.

Just until we have a space on the ward.

This is what happens, is it,

when you're earmarked for the knacker's yard?

You have to stay positive.

Look where "positive" got me.

It's not my fault.

She came in bursting with life. Now she's being dumped in a corridor.

I can't change what's happened to her. I can't change the system.

-It's just the way it is.

-Only because we let it.

Only because sometimes we let politics become

more important than patients.

BABY CRIES

What are you doing, Robyn?

Cal asked me to find out what was happening.

I don't know what to say.

If I go back outside, he's going to go mental at me.

-He sent you to spy on us?

-Not you. He's got it in for Sam, hasn't he?

Get your things, you're going home. No arguments. I'll deal with Cal.

Stop, put her back in the cubicle, please.

-I thought you said...

-I was wrong, I'm sorry.

Mrs Haas is staying exactly where she is until there's room in Keller.

Apologies for the inconvenience.

BONES CRACK

Damn. Let's give him one more mil.

HE RETCHES

-He's vomiting.

-Roy? Mr Ellisson?

MONITOR BEEPS

He may aspirate. We need to protect his airway.

Prepare for an RSI.

Look, I'm sure he'll calm down.

You don't know my dad.

He's stubborn.

What you did - that took guts.

Excuse me, sorry. Are you Mickey Ellisson? It's your dad.

He's taken a turn for the worse, I'm afraid.

But I only just left him.

I can't see a thing.

More suction.

-No, he's vomited again.

-He's tachycardic. Pulse 120.

-BP is dropped to 70 over 40.

-I can't see the vocal cords.

-Sam?

-He vomited under sedation. I can't see anything.

Right, Sam, out of the way, let me do it, let me do it.

Suction.

He's in good hands.

Come on.

Yeah, I'm in.

OK, inflate the cuff.

Ventilate.

Bilateral air entry.

Position's good. Cricoid off...

Secure this, please.

As your doctor, I want you to listen carefully

to the advice of your oncologist.

He will probably suggest immediate rest and chemotherapy.

But that's not for everyone.

Sometimes, breaking the rules is good for the soul.

You think...

..I should go?

You need to do what's right for you.

And if that's mojitos in Havana,

then don't let anyone tell you any different.

Thank you.

Just give them ten minutes or so, then you can go and sit with him.

It was just his shoulder.

Yes, but he vomited while under sedation. We had to intubate.

It looks worse than it is.

He'll be OK, though, yeah?

We hope so.

Mr Strachan...

Thank you...for everything.

Mr Strachan, I need to leave.

What do you mean, what are you talking about? You can't leave.

-Your shift's not over.

-Dr Keogh's agreed to cover for me.

-And I'm sorry, it's an emergency.

-Whoa! Lily, you cannot do this.

Please, do not get on the wrong side of me.

-Remember that.

-It's true. You really will stop at nothing.

Dr Chao!

-I can wait if...

-You're coming with me.

When's he going to wake up?

We don't know just yet.

No matter what you think of him, you'll take good care of him, yeah?

Yeah, of course.

It's our duty not to judge.

THUMPING MUSIC PLAYS

TYRES SQUEAL

-What happened?

-Something important's come up.

Ah, so we weren't important enough, is that it?

This strike isn't all about you, Cal.

And I'm sick of this macho stand-off with Sam!

-That is way off mark.

-Is it?

Getting a locum to call in sick.

Using a mother and her premature baby

-to see what's happening inside the ED?

-It wasn't like that.

Is this really about patient safety,

or are you just trying to teach Sam a lesson?

Oh, this coming from the woman who only thinks about number one.

At least I can admit when I've made a mistake.

She's being ridiculous!

Save our NHS! Save our NHS!

-Save our NHS!

-Don't tell me you agree with her.

Look, you have to admit...

Maybe it's all getting a bit too personal now.

Yeah.

Too personal?

That is rich coming from you two.

Meaning what?

I know what you did behind my back.

I found your cufflink. Ethan, I know you slept with her.

She was seeing me and you went behind my back.

So you can say I'm being selfish or egotistical or making this personal.

But you two are the last people who get to call me out!

Gem?! It's Lily. I'm here.

Where are you?

MUSIC THUMPS

Gemma!

TYRES SQUEAL

Gemma!

SHE WHIMPERS