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Are you still at work? I think Scott is

'definitely after you, all right?'

You heard him, it should have been me.

We can bring Mr Ellisson in for questioning.

Scott Ellison was responsible for the attack on Cal.

You know, he was the bane of my life and then he goes

and pulls it out of the bag at the end

by taking a knife for me.

You meet a guy you like and it turns out his family are

a bunch of murderous racists!

I think Gem may have been responsible for knocking Lily over.

It was an accident. I didn't mean for it to happen.

If you get through this,

we're going to be something special.

Are you sure you're ready?

Yeah, I need to do this.

Every doctor's essentials.

Cal, so predictable.

Oh! Never subtle, was he?

Ethan, I can do that if you like.

No, I want to.

You sure you're up to it?

I don't know, Charlie. I don't know how you're supposed to act

when your brother's been murdered.

Sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

I'm not wearing the aftershave.

THEY LAUGH

PHONE BUZZES

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Come on!

Your mum can wait. This is getting switched off,

especially since you made me break my three-night rule.

Well, you asked me to stay over again. Come on, Jez, give it here.

Whoa! What rally is this?

-It's nothing, it's...

-Sounds...

Sounds like a nice family outing.

-Come on, it's not what it looks like. Jez.

-Wait, wait, wait!

You're going to a rally from my bed?

-That's twisted!

-I'm supporting her, OK? That's all.

How far will you go? I mean, this has got to stop.

You're not a kid, you've got to tell her!

I told my dad and now he's dead, so...

Jez, look at me, my mum's grieving, she needs me right now, OK?

I got to go.

Doctor Gardner's waiting, Charlie.

Sorry. Lost track of time.

You all right?

Morning, troops. Good news/bad news.

-Mrs Beauchamp is off sick.

-Connie is off sick?

Doesn't normally do sick, does she?

She was quite under the weather yesterday.

PHONE BEEPS

Sorry.

So, good news/bad news, depending on your perspective,

-it means you've got me in charge.

-Sorry. Can I?

What could possibly go wrong?

Hello. Yes, speaking.

Sorry, sorry, how do you mean?

SIREN BLARES

3-0-0-7 to control. It looks like we're going to need another unit.

Nas!

Get off!

Mickey?

Well, I see you turned out like the rest of your family.

I see you kept up the kick boxing, then.

Argh!

SHE SCREAMS

Ethan, are you all right?

Has something happened?

Scott Ellisson has been released.

He's not been charged.

That's absurd.

-I'm going to call them back, is that OK?

-Yeah.

There's probably more information.

I guess Scott deserved it. I'm not like him, Nas.

Only here you are, on the front line.

Yeah, I was trying to help you.

If they find you, I don't what they'll do.

You've got a mean kick there.

I didn't know it was you otherwise I'd have kicked harder.

Look, Mickey, I can't get in any more trouble, yeah?

We were friends once.

Hello, love, my name is Iain, I'm a paramedic. What's your name?

Nas. My leg...

What the hell? What happened?

It all kicked off. I was running away and I fell.

-I don't want to say, "I told you so," but...

-All right. I'm an idiot.

Where's the pain, Mickey?

-I'm just winded.

-Did you hit your head?

-Yeah.

-You can't carry on like this.

-Mickey?

-You have got to tell them.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

Yeah, I'm OK. I just fell.

Do you mind giving us some room, please?

Did you lose consciousness?

-Mum, your face!

-It's nothing.

Well, what are you waiting for? He needs to get to hospital.

-All right, we're on it. 3-0-0-6 to control.

-'Receiving.'

-I need another unit, over.

-'Received, over.'

Hi, Mrs Ellisson. Fancy seeing you here.

Well, seems like we're all old friends here, doesn't it?

I've got a badly dislocated ankle, Jez.

I'm going to get you some pain relief, Nas, all right?

I need a splint, please.

So, that means he's, what, just free to go?

There's no forensic evidence to link him to the scene,

and the voicemail on its own isn't enough, apparently.

-I'm sure they know what they're doing.

-Yeah.

Well, I'm going to feel so safe walking the streets.

I'll give them a call, see what I can find out.

Can't hurt to push them a bit.

They'll probably only speak to family, Charlie.

Family, of course, yes.

It's not your job to sort this, Charlie.

-Ah, nice easy case for you.

-Sorry?

I've got an Ellisson in the back.

I think I can manage.

Would it be patronising to say watch yourself? All right. I won't.

You're not as unreconstructed as you look.

What? I can never understand your big words.

OK, this is Mickey Ellisson, 23.

At approximately 10.10, he fell into some bins, hitting his head,

not KO'd, small scalp laceration, minor abrasions.

Are you the doctor?

Evidence of smoke inhalation from flares at the scene,

but airway is clear and chest is NAD.

They were all prancing round you when my Roy died.

They'll keep you informed, though?

Yeah. What am I supposed to do in the meantime?

You'll be all right, Mickey, don't worry.

GCS 15, BP 120/60, pulse 88, resps 18.

Line in, and 5 of morphine.

Isn't that...?

Hi, Mickey, I'm Doctor Chao. This is Sister Duffin.

-Hi, there.

-Ethan, where are you going?

-Lily. I'll take this.

-I'm perfectly capable.

Yes, I know.

Doctor Hardy.

Mrs Ellisson.

I didn't know whether you would remember me.

What, the one that let my husband die and didn't bother informing us?

Oh, I remember.

Can we just get on with this, please?

He's in a lot of pain in there,

and I'd rather not lose another one of my family.

Lily, please, this is important to me.

I advise against you taking this patient.

Yeah, I need to make this right after Roy Ellisson.

You didn't do anything wrong.

I know, I know that, Charlie, but in their eyes I did.

This will have to wait, officer, she needs treatment.

Charlie, with me?

Please, Ethan.

They lost Roy on my watch, OK?

Look, Cal would understand.

-Charlie? Now, please.

-Yes, doctor.

Go on.

What is he playing at?

Sorry. The police will need to talk to you later.

Yeah? Are they talking to Scott Ellisson?

He was there, was he?

I can't answer that specifically.

Foot's looking pretty dusky and pretty cold.

Yes, I can't find a pedal pulse either.

We need to manipulate it back into the joint

-as soon as possible, really.

-Is my foot going to be OK?

Yes, but the circulation's a bit weak.

We need to reduce the dislocation and plaster

and then we'll send you up for an X-ray.

Now, you last ate and drank about two hours ago, am I right?

OK.

Charlie, she's had 10mg of morphine, so can I have 10mg of Midazolam

in 10mls, please? We'll titrate according to response.

Nasreen's mother, Fadila Mahsud.

No!

-What happened, Nasreen?

-I don't need your lectures, Mum.

Is she going to be OK?

Nasreen has a serious ankle injury, which probably requires surgery.

-I told you not to get involved.

-Just get out!

I'm sorry.

I'll be waiting outside.

You got rid of that Chinese girl sharpish.

What, not up to scratch?

Doctor Chao is more than capable.

She got called away on something else.

Can we get a chest and abdo FAST scan, please,

and a urine sample as well?

You were in a fight, is that correct?

Not really.

One of that lot must have attacked you.

That Nas, she was up to no good.

No, you got it wrong, Mum.

You should see what she's done to Scott.

Mickey, whose side do you think she's on?

Mrs Ellison, the lacerations on your face,

they're going to need looking at.

Sister Duffin, could you take Mrs Ellisson to cubicle

and have someone to book her in?

You really think I'm leaving him with you lot?

They'll bring you back as soon as you've been checked over.

Don't screw up this time.

Any pain here?

No.

You sure?

Just going back, you were outside the community centre

when this fight started, with your family?

Yeah.

But you say that's not where you sustained this injury.

I was trying to get out of there.

Right.

Look, I didn't want to go, OK?

But my mum needs us right now.

Yes, of course, she's had a difficult time.

I'm sure she needs all of you there with her.

You can't be in here! You can't come in here!

You think you'll stop me seeing my brother?

You feeling drowsy now?

OK, Nasreen, we're going to put the ankle back into place now, OK?

SHE SCREAMS

-It's OK. I'm sorry.

-Well done. Very well done.

I told you. They got the wrong guy.

That's not true though, is it?

Let's move now.

-This way.

-He knew, Cal, he knew you were after me.

Look, mate.

I lost my dad, all right?

I know what it's like, it can send you loopy.

Don't you do that!

Right. That eye needs looking at.

He did, he knew.

Yeah, if you say so.

Mum...

Do you want us to get your mum back?

No.

Don't pretend that you care.

It gets easier. Honest.

Let's move.

-Excuse me a minute.

-Charlie.

-JACOB:

-Let's move, now!

Doctor Hardy!

Ethan.

What?

Leave it. Please.

And just let him get away with it, shall I?

We have to let the police deal with this,

-you said it yourself.

-Yes, I did say it.

Charlie?

Whoa! Steady.

Trouble in paradise, mate?

So, finding Mickey was a shocker, right?

Keeping quiet about us is one thing...

Joining their rallies, that's something else.

I mean, how am I supposed to deal with that?

I don't know, but if he says he was there for his mum...

What if he's lying? Maybe he is racist

and he's getting his kicks out of seeing me or something.

Yeah, you do pick 'em.

I mean, I can understand why Mickey wouldn't want to out himself.

-If I was Mickey, dating some black guy...

-A hot black guy.

Hm, distinctively average black guy...

To be honest, I would want to stay in the closet.

What, even if it meant pretending you're racist?

I don't know.

But we've seen what that lot are capable of.

You OK?

If people would stop fussing...

Cranky. Who's fussing?

I'm sorry. I was up late studying.

Does Ethan know he's here?

That is a pearler, isn't it? I wonder how you come by that.

That Nas girl attacked him.

-Is that right, Scott?

-You laughing at me?

Who's laughing? Girls can kick as hard as boys in my experience.

I think the gender of the boot isn't particularly germane.

-Madam, madam?

-David, stand up for yourself, come on.

I didn't see who did it.

Oh, yeah. What, someone run into your fist, too?

OK, we'll need to X-ray it once the cut's been cleaned and sutured.

Must be hard, swimming against the tide.

-Sorry?

-Yeah, I've been looking forward to this.

It's all foreigners working our hospitals these days.

Don't get me wrong.

I'm sure some of them are great little workers.

It's not racist to want a nurse who speaks your own language.

You're in the minority, doc. How does it feel?

Well, Charge Nurse Masters and Staff Nurse Tyler are both British.

Whilst I'd welcome a discussion about the role of

the overseas staff in the NHS, I can't help feeling some of

the detail might get lost in your polemic.

That's a verbal or written attack, in case you're confused.

-Yes, it's from the Greek, isn't it?

-Oh, yeah.

As I'm sure you know that about 60% of English language

has its roots in either Greek or Latin.

-Look, as far as I am concerned...

-Whoa. Careful now.

I'm right by your eyelid.

Best not move.

OK, there is no free fluid.

Do we have a urine sample?

We're working on it.

I can't pee. Not in here, I'm sorry.

My dad was only next door, so...

Yes, I'm sorry, I should have thought.

He's stabilised, so we'll get a porter to help him to the toilets

and then we can move him to cubicles.

-He'll be much more comfortable there.

-Thanks.

Mickey, if there's something you're not telling me,

it could hamper your treatment.

-It wasn't her fault.

-Whose fault?

Oh, yeah. Hi, it's Duffy in the ED.

Was it your brother that was... that died, doctor?

Yes.

Is that why you're asking me questions about my family?

No, no, no.

Look, I'm not denying that he's done some things,

but Scott, he wouldn't...

I mean, he's not capable of murder.

OK, and we'll see you back here next month

for your follow-up appointment. Right, thank you.

Denise? Denise Ellisson?

It's Fadila. Nasreen's mum?

How come you're here?

If that's not too nosey.

Our Mickey's been hurt.

Mickey was in that fight?

He was found with that daughter of yours.

You know, she knows more than she's letting on.

I told Nasreen not to get involved.

She attacked my Scott.

You're lucky he's not pressing charges.

And you don't think that she might have been provoked?

There's no excuse for violence, on either side.

My lot didn't go looking for it.

You know what happened to me last year?

Yes, I read about it in the papers, I'm sorry.

You picked Nasreen up when she cut her knee in the playground,

I never forgot that.

Nothing personal.

Likewise.

Oh, sorry! I'm sorry, are you all right?

What is going on?

No, it was an accident. It was an accident

Coffee, it's just...

OK. Charlie, let's get a gel pack on her face straightaway

and sort out some pain relief, please. OK.

-Doctor Gardner.

-Mum.

It was her, wasn't it?

Mum?

Steady. Your mum's hurt.

I'm OK. I'm OK.

Ethan, I've got this, thank you.

People like them, they get away with it every time!

Oh, new look, Doctor Hardy?

-Sorry?

-Without the...

Scott Ellisson - has he been discharged?

Er, not sure. Why?

No, no...

No, I shouldn't, I shouldn't be here too long.

Yeah. No, I'll pop over.

I could always ask the police to come and see you.

If you want to report it.

What do you reckon they'll do?

It would be my word against hers. You know what it's like.

And it could have been an accident.

Your call, obviously.

-I'm not having them attack my mum.

-Don't use me as an excuse.

-Let's keep calm. Shall we dress this in cubicles?

-Mm-hm.

What am I supposed to do?

Your mum's worried.

It's never easy sorting things out when your family's in pain, is it?

Is Doctor Hardy in here?

There was an incident earlier and he went to help.

Can I help you?

I know it was you.

We're still singing this tune?

You're not man enough to admit it.

Do you not understand English?

The police don't have anything on me.

I'm in the clear.

Are you kidding me?

Nearly!

-I know it was you!

-What?

-Just say it!

-Say what?

-Say it!

So, Mickey's doing OK then?

As far as I know.

Look at that face. I can't work with a lovesick puppy.

Just go and talk to him.

Calm down!

Even if they can't prove it, I know it was you.

I don't want to have to hurt you, doc, all right,

but if you don't calm yourself right down...

-Hey! Hey! What are you doing?

-Watch it.

Just get off.

He lost it big time.

-I'll bring the police over.

-No! No!

-Ethan!

Are you OK?

Doctor Hardy?

OK, I'm going to get those dressed now. How's the pain?

Not too bad. It won't scar?

Hopefully not. If you ask me, you make a statement.

Those Ellissons, they get away with...

Your urine sample's clear, but your pulse rate's up a bit.

I'll fetch Doctor Hardy, OK?

-Mrs Mahsud?

-Mickey?

I won't say how you've grown.

-Probably not looking my best.

-What happened?

-Ask your mum.

He attacked me. I could sue.

What on earth is going on?

He had Doctor Hardy up against the wall.

I was defending myself.

He's right. I did attack him.

You could make a complaint.

It's fine. Go ahead.

The police will want to take some history, I imagine, what provoked

an attack from a doctor with an unblemished record.

You'd be fine with that?

Calm down. I'm thinking of him.

He needs help, even I can see that.

-You're right, Mickey can't tell them.

-What?

That Scott would do anything.

You are putting me in a difficult position, Doctor Hardy.

He's been under immense pressure.

You know, I should suspend you by rights.

However, I'm aware of the circumstances

and they are exceptional.

Get changed, go home, get some rest.

Could do with someone taking a look at Mickey Ellisson.

Right. Alicia, would you take over from Doctor Hardy, please?

Yeah, of course.

-He was looking after the Ellisson boy?

-We are a doctor down.

Sorry, Cal. I'm sure you'd have done a better job...

..if you hadn't got yourself killed.

You'll be going up to theatre shortly.

Do you want me to fetch your mum?

It's hard to know how to make things right sometimes, isn't it?

I've got to look out for her.

What can you do when they don't want your help?

I suppose you just have to say it's none of my business and carry on.

Sorry.

It must have been an accident. Wasn't it, Mum?

You always were a nice boy.

Yeah, course it was. What do you take me for?

I'll tell you what.

A mum just like me, trying her best for her family.

-Don't excuse her!

-You see what your lot are like?

All right, now. All right.

But the real difference between you and me, Denise,

I'm not looking for someone to blame.

I feel for you, I really do.

Oh, please.

Well, it must be hard work staying that angry.

I haven't got the energy.

Very stirring.

Hi, there, I'm Doctor Munroe.

Mum...

Mickey.

I need to say, I need to say...

-What is it, love?

-I'm not...

His pulse rate's climbing.

-Mickey, do you feel any pain anywhere?

-Mmm...

His dip test was NAD, but...

OK, let's get him straight back to Resus

-and we'll do another one there.

-Yeah. OK. Yeah.

Tell me you didn't hurt Mickey.

-What's wrong with him?

-We'll find out now.

-DENISE:

-Just get out of the way!

What's the deal? What's happening?

He's bleeding from somewhere.

Can someone call Doctor Gardner or Doctor Keogh, please?

What the hell?

Yeah, it's best if you wait out here.

If you let him go the same way as Dad...

No, that's not going to happen, all right? Your mum's with him.

That's enough.

You feel a bit helpless out here, don't you?

They better not lose him.

No, no, no. Doctor Munroe's one of the best.

Although she's minutes behind the information that I've got.

She is going through the ABCDs at the moment.

That's an initial assessment procedure.

Mickey was hiding the extent of his injury.

-I just hope she's not too late.

-Too late for what?

They're trying to work out where he's bleeding from.

Worst case scenario is he bleeds to death while they figure it out.

I could go in there now...

What are you saying? You saying you can help Mickey?

Yeah, yeah, I will. I will, of course.

When you admit that you killed my brother.

Airway and chest clear, resp rate up to 30.

Pulse weak and thready.

Crossmatch blood four units of blood on the earlier group

and save, please.

BP's not picking up.

Let's get him a unit of O-neg until that's ready.

Get in there before I tell 'em what you said.

I'll deny it.

All I want from you is the truth.

All those docs and you're the only one that can save him?

Unfortunately.

Even if that was true, you wouldn't take the risk.

I would.

Having this on your conscience?

Nah. That's not you, is it?

He's guarding.

Pulse still weak and thready. O-neg going in stat.

-He's in hypovolaemic shock.

-O-neg crosschecked.

Right, let's have some TXA on stand by and repeat the FAST scan.

Can someone see who's on take for surgery, please?

You haven't got it in you, especially after my dad.

Look at you, you can't handle the guilt.

What are we looking at?

Increased pain, hypovolaemic shock and frank haematuria.

Could be renal trauma?

I'd say so, but we're not certain what's going on yet.

I think he was hit harder than he let on.

-Have we repeated the FAST Scan?

-Yeah, we're just about to.

-We need you outside now.

-No, I'm not leaving him.

Let us work, please.

Yeah, there's a lot of free fluid.

Looks like a renal haematoma that's ruptured.

Can we contact urology SPR, please?

He needs to go straight up to theatre.

I need FFP and platelets

and let's get a gram of TXA into him, please.

On it. And he's dropped his SATS a bit.

Can I get a blood gas, please?

Surgeons and anaesthetics on their way.

Lily?

What's going on?

I'm fine.

Really? You still doing that, "I don't need help" thing?

How's that working out for you?

Listen, I don't care what you say, you are not all right, are you?

Thank you, but I'm good.

You could be in serious trouble, do you realise that?

It was a mistake, I didn't know it was Mickey!

Fine if it was somebody else hospitalised?

He'll be OK, right?

I couldn't tell you, I'm afraid.

You see what this can lead to?

It's a community order today, Nasreen,

but you carry on like this, you're going to ruin your life.

And I'm going to lose you, if I haven't already.

I hope Mickey'll be OK, Denise.

How can she even talk to her?

Two parents scared for their kids.

It's a bit of a leveller, isn't it?

Mickey - where is he?

They took him upstairs.

Doctor Hardy, you were sent home.

But I understand you did good work in there today,

you too, Doctor Munroe, well done.

Yeah, good work, Doctor Hardy. It's a good job you were there.

I can understand exactly why she'd want to

take things into her own hands.

Sorry, my patient, Nasreen.

Yeah.

You can see why anyone would.

-But then if she goes down that road...

-She might get lost.

Who do I think I am, giving out advice?

I can't even look out for Ethan.

If only we could wrap him up.

Doesn't do to dwell.

Doesn't it?

So, we keep it all inside?

I need to get back, love.

It's too much, Charlie.

For anyone.

Yes.

What about Ethan? He's lost his brother.

Family isn't only about blood ties.

No.

We have to walk past this every day where Cal was killed.

How do we do it?

When the whole world has shifted.

I know.

But we do...

..because people still need us. Only...

..we can't pretend we're the same as we were before.

Some people, eh?

Look at you, will do anything for attention.

Look, I didn't tell my mum about us.

I'm glad to hear it. Look, I'm really sorry.

That brother of yours - do not say a thing.

I don't want him to hurt you too.

Oh, love, you're awake!

I thought I'd lost you as well as your dad.

You don't have to check up on me, Grandad. I'm a grown-up.

Charming.

How are you feeling?

Sore and grumpy. I'm sorry.

Mickey isn't going to press charges.

-He wanted you to know.

-He's all right, Mickey?

What was your community order for, Nas?

ABH, if you must know.

If you want to be a grown-up,

you have to do things responsibly in life.

That's some opinion you've got there.

I've got some experience.

I know that life is too precious to waste.

Thanks, Noel.

The paperwork wheels keep on turning - racists or no racists.

Indeed. Although, I hardly expected

the staff to be attacking the patients.

I'm not condoning what Doctor Hardy did, but he was seriously...

Provoked, I'm aware of that.

And now he's walking free.

-It's actually 19%.

-What?

Speak up then.

Overseas workers in the NHS.

The figures are actually 19%.

Of all staff, that is.

What the hell are you on about?

I think my colleague is trying to correct your misconception that

the NHS is overrun with foreign workers,

with some actual facts.

Well said, David.

His face. Nice one, David.

Nurse, whatever you said to Nasreen, thank you.

OK.

Oi!

All right, watch it.

My apologies.

You don't have to put up with this.

I don't know what you have to go through every day, but let me say

if you do report Denise Ellisson, it wouldn't be revenge, surely.

You're talking about justice.

I don't see why they should get away with it.

What were you saying to Scott outside Resus?

Ethan, what did you say?

I wanted him to feel...

I mean, if he's not going to pay for what he did...

I knew you'd get there with Mickey, I knew of course, but...

..he didn't.

I wanted to hurt him, so he would admit...

I don't know what that makes me.

You tried to blackmail him?

Alicia, what's happening to me?

Whatever you do to Scott...

..it won't bring Cal back.

I've got to let this go, haven't I?

If you don't...

Yeah, I know.

It's going to destroy me, I know.

Nice one with our Mickey.

Look, I was off my head when my dad passed on.

I mean, you know what that's like, you can do stuff,

say stuff you regret, can't you?

Yeah.

No hard feelings, eh?

I mean, you almost managed to land me one today.

If only you could have saved Dad, just like you saved Mickey.

I'm not holding a grudge.

I'm saying I forgive you, doc.

Yeah, let's hope they catch whoever did it.