Party Pooper Casualty

Look, we can put what happened behind us, OK, but...

you know, we're never going to be friends.

If you can stop brain cell death, then, well, you...you could stop...

Alzheimer's? And Parkinson's? Huntington's?

The list goes on.

Your self-certificate and these. Three a day for a week.

Don't get mad. Get better.

They have a bet - who can kiss you first.

They're dead.

Oh, there you are. Cosy, cosy, cosy.

Morning.

Morning.

Why are we naked?

I'm naked because this is my bed. What are you doing in it?

I was hoping you could answer that.

-Jez.

-What?

Do you have any idea where my pants are?

Nibbles! It's a glorious day!

-Yeah.

-Ooh, has someone died?

Oh, no, this is for Alicia's birthday.

-You can't give Alicia that.

-What's wrong with it?

Nothing, if you're sending great-auntie Beryl

your deepest sympathies.

Trust me, bro. OK? Alicia's a good-time girl, all right?

You need to get her something fun, something...frothy.

-Frothy?

-Froth.

I think that's definitely more your field.

Fine. You're going to have to make it up to her at the party.

Yeah.

-MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES

-Good morning.

Hey. You look smart.

Are you going to Alicia's party?

No, I...I don't think...

You all right?

Yes. Thank you.

Perfect.

GAS HISSES

Matches.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hey, darling. Did Ben get off OK?

Oh, good.

So what time do you think you'll be getting back?

OK.

Daniel...

..I can't wait for our weekend to begin.

I love you.

Bye.

GAS CONTINUES HISSING

Where did you end up last night? Got home very late.

Uh, pub, club.

Something about a roundabout and after that, nothing.

Did you...? Did you bring a girl home last night?

A girl?

Well, there was...noise.

I thought you must have had a girl with you. Toast?

No, thanks.

Right, I'm off. Do not be late for the party.

Ah, yeah. Happy birthday, by the way.

Sorry, we didn't...

Don't worry about a present. Sorted me own out this year.

-Bye!

-Bye-bye.

Morning, birthday girl!

Morning. You're chipper, considering.

HE SIGHS

So, come on, who's the lucky girl, then?

What lucky girl?

Well, there was...noise coming from your bedroom...

Oh, sorry. Do you know what? That is none of my business.

Right. See you later.

DOOR CLOSES

GLASS SHATTERS

How's your head?

Oof...mine's pounding, I'm literally aching all over.

Oh! Where are you going?

I've got to go in early.

Nah, you're with me for the day. On the rig, remember?

Come and see how the big boys do it.

Yeah.

Is there anything left out there for the rest of us?

You guys are using the wrong technique.

Here, let me help you.

You should save your strength

-cos you're going to need it for that breakfast.

-Ha-ha, you're funny.

-Morning, A team.

-Morning.

Hey, what's happening, Elle? One of those.

Oh, OK. Are we very nervous, Jacob?

Please. When was the last time you saw me nervous, eh?

Yeah, well...

aside for that time in the fifth year when you invited

Angela Dickinson to my party.

You ate an entire bowl of butterscotch Angel Delight

and threw up all over her shoes.

Apart from then.

Well, then there was the gun crime presentation but you know.

-Oh, come on, let's not...

-Hey, Alicia! Happy birthday!

-Happy birthday!

-Thank you!

I bought you doughnuts but I'd get in quick.

Cookie Monster's in town.

Mmm.

Hey, happy birthday.

Aw, thank you! That was very kind of you to remember.

Oh!

-Have a... Have a super day.

-Thank you.

-See you later.

-Bye.

-Wow, he's got it bad.

-No, actually, I've already blown it.

Anyway, relationships are nothing but heartache.

I am free and single, and that is the way I like it.

-You all right?

-What?

Yeah, yeah.

Look, I'm not going to go tonight.

What? Why?

No, it...it's fine.

Alicia, you know, she's...

But...we're not a good match.

Yeah.

-You sure?

-Yes.

All right, well, chin up, big boy.

-Plenty more fish in the sea.

-Yeah.

Gaynor?

-Daniel, help me! Daniel!

-Baby!

Help me! Help me!

Grab onto me! I'm going to pull you out!

SHE SCREAMS

SHE WAILS It's OK.

When's the interview?

Four and a half minutes, give or take.

-You'll be fine.

-You think?

Uh-uh-uh.

It's a formality, you've been doing the job for weeks.

Go! Go get 'em, tiger. Dave.

Jacob?

Try not to puke on Hanssen's shoes!

You coming to Alicia's party then?

-Who, me?

-Mmm.

No, sorry, I can't.

You're having a birthday party?

Yeah.

Sorry, I know you're not invited

but I just presume that you wouldn't want to go.

Why not?

It's a fancy-dress party.

Mmm, you're right. I don't like fancy-dress parties.

They're just an excuse for a certain type of girl to dress up in a certain way.

And what way would that be?

Sexy. Like a tart.

Yeah, you know what, I love dressing up in stocking tops, me,

so if you can lay your hands on a pair of fishnets...

I don't think so but thank you.

I didn't know your party was fancy dress?

It's not.

LOUD BASS

SHE SIGHS

You're on.

MUSIC: Black Milk by Massive Attack

Hi. Have you seen this girl?

Lisa...

Please, I know...

I know what you said but just give me five minutes...

-I told you to stay away!

-I just need a minute to talk to you!

-Sweetheart, please?

-HE GASPS

Let me see! Let me see!

HE WINCES IN PAIN

Oh!

Oh.

HE PANTS

OK. Make a fist for me.

And open.

That's good.

SHE WINCES

How's Ben?

I'm sure he's enjoying spending some more time with you now that

you've taken a break from your research?

Yeah, he's...he's well.

He's away actually, he's on a Scout camp.

Daniel and I were going to have our first weekend alone together

in years but here we are again.

I'm so sorry to take up yet more of your time.

Not at all, that's what we're here for.

Well, despite appearances, most of the lacerations are superficial.

There's no neuro-vascular compromise.

I will need to X-ray for glass but we should be able to close

-that up pretty neatly. Are you on any medication?

-No.

Any more blackouts?

No, not since I stopped taking the Ephedrine.

No, not my finest hour.

You were just trying to do too much.

Oh, Daniel, your hand!

Oh, that's nothing, it's fine.

Let them take care of you.

-Right. 5mg of morphine, and before the X-ray, please.

-Sure.

I completely forgot to ask - did you get Ben to the campsite OK?

Yes. Fine.

You did ask me on the phone.

His friends were there, I left them to it.

Yes, of course.

-Hi.

-Dr Munroe. Hello.

Can I...?

Sorry, yes, of course!

Hello again. Not fallen down another cave, I hope?

No, through glass today. Just to keep you on your toes.

Well, it's nice to see you, despite the circumstances.

I'm here for Daniel, actually.

If you want to come with me, I'll take a look at those cuts for you.

Oh, no, thank you. I'd rather stay here.

She'll be fine with Dr Hardy.

He's one of our best.

Er...

I won't be long, love.

She's pretty.

Yes. She...

Right, sorry.

Excuse me.

So, let me get this right -

mostly what you do is hang around here

and wait for people to hurt themselves?

What? As opposed to you,

who just hangs around waiting to push people places?

This'll sort you out.

-Ah!

-Aaargh! I'll get you a cloth.

It's fine.

-Use this.

-Just leave it, it's fine.

-Nah, use that.

-It's fine!

-You're like an old married couple, you two.

-BOTH: What?!

All right, only joking.

-RADIO:

-'Holby control to 3006.'

3006 receiving, over.

'9 Fairfield Park Parade. Reports coming in,

'54-year-old male patient, penetrating wound to torso.

'Police have been informed. Over.'

3006 received. Over.

This is it!

Watch and learn.

-Can I drive?

-Oh, not today, princess.

-After you.

-No, no, go on, after you.

-What is the matter with you two today? Right.

-Nothing.

-Nothing.

-Please tell me you know where you're going at least.

-Yes, Dad!

OK, the rule is, if you can't name it, you don't touch it.

How long do you think I'll be here for?

A little while yet.

Bang goes my grand romantic gesture.

-Anniversary?

-No, I'm ashamed to say I forgot our anniversary.

But that was before I gave up my research.

-What sort of research?

-Neuro-degenerative diseases.

-Yeah?

-Yeah, Alzheimer's, Parkinson's, Huntington's.

I won a grant recently to work on causes of brain-cell death.

-Sounds fascinating.

-It is.

It was - it took a big toll on my family, so I've stepped back.

-This weekend was supposed to be a fresh start.

-Aw.

Right. How are we doing?

-Oh, we're making dinner plans.

-Goody-good.

I'm afraid the X-ray shows that there is

a piece of glass in the cut under your arm.

But we can extract it here, under local anaesthetic.

We'll close up the wound and you can be on your way.

That's terrific, thank you.

Sorry, I'm just going to...

That is quite a bump now.

-I would like to do a head CT as well just to be on the safe side.

-No!

It's ridiculous, I know, but I'm the only neuro research scientist

who doesn't like the CT scanner.

I don't need to tell you how important it is that we rule out...

There's really no need,

I would rather discharge myself than get in the scanner.

All right, we'll keep a close eye on you for now

but you must tell me if you experience any unusual symptoms -

-headache, nausea, dizziness...

-I know what to look for.

Of course. All right.

Bare Essentials?

It's your lucky day, innit?

What took you so long?

-He could be dying!

-Best take a look then.

Excuse me, ladies, could you...

just give us some space, please?

All right, mate? I'm Jez.

-What's your name?

-Henry.

OK, Henry, could you just tell us what happened?

It was an accident.

And it wasn't bleeding like that before I pulled it out.

I didn't mean to and I didn't realise...

It's all right. It's...

It doesn't look venous to me.

What does that mean?

It could be worse.

Ah, well, that's a blessing.

That is, Henry. You stay positive, mate.

Could you take a look at Lisa?

She fainted, didn't you, sweetheart?

Don't waste your time worrying about me, I'm fine.

And it's not Lisa any more, it's Sambuca.

Sambuca?

Why did you change it?

Because Lisas don't get so many tips, that's why.

You're full of surprises, aren't you?

How did it go?

Well, if it went well, which I think it did,

yeah, there's going to be some proper changes around here.

Really?

Strong field though.

PHONE RINGS

Admin?

Yeah, hang on.

Sorry, pudding, not for you.

No, I can pass that on.

Mm-hm.

Great. Yep, thank you.

SHE WINCES

OK. Got it.

That's the worst bit over.

Are you all right?

Oh, I'm just desperate to get home and put all this behind us.

It won't be long now.

Where's Daniel?

I completely forgot to ask if he got Ben to the campsite OK.

No, you did, you asked earlier. His friends were there.

Oh, yes, of course. His friends were there.

-Are you all right to finish up here?

-Of course.

I'll be back shortly.

-Hi.

-Hi.

How's Gaynor?

Erm... Actually...

she has a contusion on her forehead, she claims she didn't hit it,

but I would like to do a CT.

Why don't you?

She doesn't like the scanner.

Well, you'll have to win her over, won't you?

Use the power of persuasion?

So I've been thinking about the music for your party?

-Right.

-I reckon everyone that's coming should pick

a song that says something about you.

OK.

We could start with Ethan.

Uh, I'm...

I'm not sure I'm...able to come.

Yeah, you've got your tax returns to do, haven't you?

-Yes!

-For tomorrow.

-I've got to do that. It's...

-Besides, anyway,

you guys are all just going to choose the same song, aren't you?

It's "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun".

Don't they?

-Alicia...

-It's fine, honestly. Do not worry about it.

Besides, we can have plenty of fun without him, can't we?

Oh, by the way,

Gaynor didn't mind the scanner when she fell on the mountain

so maybe you want to check her notes.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Yeah.

Morning, what have we got?

This is Henry Fernsby, 54 years old.

At 10:15, he received a penetrating stab wound

to the torso approximately 6cm deep, delivered by this shoe.

I'm going to need that back at some point.

Blood loss began when the heel of the shoe was extracted

-before we arrived.

-Bay three, please.

What are you looking at? How was I supposed to know?

GCS 15 throughout, BP 110/70, pulse 90, sats 98%.

We've got 250 of saline going in and five of morphine.

Great. Let's get him on the bed.

Louise, would you find Dr Keogh for me, please?

-What about Lisa?

-Who?

-Sambuca.

-I like your thinking

but it's a tad early, Henry, for a tipple.

-He means me.

-She fainted.

Oh, sorry. Doctor Chao?

Over here, please.

Goodness me, that's a new one.

OK, Louise, cross-match two units, give 5mg more of morphine.

How you doing, Lily?

She's a little tachycardic.

-Well, do something about it.

-That's what I'm trying to do.

Dr Chao.

Wait! Wait! I have your coat.

Excuse me!

Can't you stay?

It's not procedure.

Well, I really don't care about procedure.

-Can you get back on the bed, please?

-Well, I need looking after. I fainted.

It's all right, sweetheart. I'll look after you, I'm here now.

-I wasn't talking to you, Dad.

-Dad?

You're her...?

Excuse me, Reverend. I'm needed somewhere else.

Why do you always have to ruin everything?

When are you going to understand my life is better without you?

Maybe you should show your father some respect.

And what's it to you?

Bed, please.

LISA SIGHS

I would like to keep you a little longer.

What?

What's the matter, what's happened?

I'm concerned that Gaynor may have concussion or another injury.

What sort of injury?

I'm fine, I feel fine!

Gaynor, please, if I could persuade you to reconsider the head CT,

we could rule several things out.

You'd actually be home sooner.

I can go home without it! I really...

I don't see the point in wasting more of everyone's time.

Hang on, darling, hang on. Let's just hear what Dr Hardy has to say.

No! No! I just want to have dinner with you!

I just want to sit and drink champagne with you

on a rug by the fire.

What on earth's happened to your hand?

Don't worry about me, darling. So what, erm...?

What exactly would the CT rule out?

Sorry, Gaynor, are you all right?

Um...

Yeah, I'm just a bit light-headed.

Darling, could you, erm...? Could you get me a...

..a milk and saucer...?

Yes. A cup of tea with milk and sugar.

That sounds like a very good idea.

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

-May I observe?

-Absolutely.

I'd say...5cm deep,

no major vessels.

No evidence of any deep structures being involved

which is remarkable, given the location.

The shoe came out clearly, no evidence of foreign bodies.

Today, you have been very lucky, Henry.

Ha-ha, nothing to do with luck.

All part of the greater plan.

Would you mind putting pressure on that for me, thanks?

Well, we just need to close this up,

prescribe you a course of antibiotics

and you can be on your way.

Yeah, I can't leave without my daughter. Where is she?

-She won't be very far.

-She needs me, she's in trouble.

I know because I've been guided to her by an angel.

HE CHUCKLES

He first came to me in a dream a few weeks ago,

told me to look for her,

and then, last night, I dreamt that I would find her today.

And I did. It's a miracle.

Oh, well, I'm sure she'd be...

thrilled to hear that.

Erm, would you excuse us for a moment?

Can I have a quick word?

Would you like me to make a phone call?

Dylan, he doesn't need a psych assessment.

He's a vicar, he's supposed to believe in angels and miracles.

Your patient.

Lily, can you find his daughter, please?

I'll go and find her.

Look, I will get you the money.

Just give me another couple of days.

So you're just going to boot me out, just like that?

What am I supposed to do?

I've got nowhere to go!

Morning.

I heard you were back. Hope this means you're better?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I wish I was back on the rig.

Admin only, I know, but it's not going to be for long.

I know. Just feels like forever.

Jez has left a mountain of paperwork.

Listen, I, er...

I was wondering if you'd let me buy you a drink at the party?

Just to say thanks.

That's nice of you but I won't be going.

Ah, that's a shame. All right, another time.

Excuse me, I'm looking for my other shoe.

Sorry?

It's for my act.

What act?

I'll show you.

-Ah!

-Oh! I've got you.

She's just putting it on.

I'm not a liar.

Then let me take a proper look at you.

-Any back pain?

-No.

-Nausea? Vomiting?

-No.

Could you be pregnant?

I'm 18, what kind of idiot do you think I...?

I'm not a prostitute, if that's what you mean.

No-one thinks that.

I don't sleep with them, all right?

And I might not be a doctor...

but at least I'm earning a living. I can pay my own way.

Is that why you're being evicted?

I heard you on the phone.

That's none of your business.

You know, if you're in trouble, you should talk to your father.

He wants to help.

You don't know anything, about me or my dad,

so why don't you do your tests and stay out of it?

Fine. Can we get MSU, HCG, full blood count?

Let's get to the bottom of this.

Hey, pancake! I got you a coffee and a doughnut.

-Really?

-Yeah.

Aw, what do you want?

You are so cynical, do you know that?

Pudding, in the many years I have known you,

you have never given me any...

Actually, I bought the doughnuts. So what do you want?

Who's getting the Nurse Manager role?

-How would I know?

-Well, you said it was a strong field.

And it is - you've seen the list of candidates.

Come on, Elle, man! Give me something.

Come on!

What sort of coffee?

Mocha-macchiato with cream and sprinkles.

Oh, you are so precious! OK.

From what I've heard, the standard is very high,

but one candidate in particular has really, really shone.

HE SIGHS

You're pregnant.

I don't believe you.

Do it again.

It's extremely accurate.

Well, prove it.

We could use the Doppler.

Lie down, please.

SHE EXHALES

-Well, where is it then?

-Wait.

PULSE

Oh.

Is that what I think it is?

Get rid of him. I don't want him here!

Sir, you need to leave.

I knew I'd been sent for a reason. It's a miracle!

A miracle? That's a new low, Dad, even for you.

Isn't it enough that you're going around dressed up like a vicar?

No, I am a vicar, it's for real.

It is a con!

Do you really think, after all these years,

I don't know what fraud looks like?

You're not a vicar, Dad!

They don't let con-men give sermons.

You need me, I know you do.

I did need you once, Dad.

Now, you're the last thing I need.

Lisa?

Doctor Gardner, please!

Right, let's get you back into resus, come on.

Lisa?

What is it?

This is the head CT we took from you when you fell on the mountain.

And after you were discharged,

you had a neurology outpatient appointment,

which you didn't attend.

I didn't feel like it.

Now, we need to investigate further,

but the dilated ventricles...

We should consider the possibility that this is early-onset dementia.

No. That's absurd.

How long ago did the memory loss begin?

Please. If you are ill, you need to address it.

You don't understand.

I know how difficult this is.

You know, do you?

You know how it feels to suspect that your mind is letting you down?

Your...your intellect and your memory,

the things that make you who you are?

You know nothing about it!

I do, actually.

What do you mean?

I have Huntington's.

It is fine.

When I first found out, it was awful,

it felt like a sentence,

but now that I've accepted it, it's like a second chance

and I grab every opportunity that life throws at me.

Gaynor, I cannot imagine going through this

without the support of my family - my brother.

The sooner you tell Daniel... CURTAIN OPENS

Tell Daniel what?

That I can go home.

Why, that's...that's great!

I'll bring the car round to the main entrance.

Thank you, Doctor Hardy.

It's a little boggy.

We should get a CT, take a closer look.

In the meantime, keep him comfortable, quarter-hourly obs.

I won't be long.

She's right, she's...

I have been a terrible dad.

She was so tiny when her mum died.

I used to put her in the car and drive for miles and miles

just to help her sleep.

After that, we spent years on the road together.

Pitch up somewhere new, I'd pull a scam,

get in trouble and we'd move on.

It was tough on her,

I see that now.

-You did your best.

-Yeah.

You can't do your best from prison.

I have to convince her

that I've changed.

Just try and get some rest for now.

Thanks.

Gaynor. SIREN BLURTS

Gaynor, please. The exam will only take a few minutes.

If it's bad news,

we'll take it from there, but if it isn't, we can explore other avenues.

Thank you for your support, but I really just want to go home.

SIRENS BLURT, MONITORS BLEEP

SHE SOBS

Gaynor.

I don't know where I am!

OK. It's OK.

It's OK, it's OK.

So, about last night,

what...what... what exactly happened, then?

What about last night? What did I miss?

-Hm?

-Nothing. See you later.

I can understand why you don't want to be a mother at 18,

but that's no excuse for smoking while you're pregnant.

Well, you're wrong, as usual.

I would love to be a mum.

If I could, I would give this kid the best childhood ever.

Friends, family...

..a roof over their head they could rely on.

A home.

But I can't, so what's the point?

Why not let your father help?

Is that a joke?

You think I'd let that lying con artist anywhere near my baby?

I don't think he's lying this time.

-It's a con.

-It's a real church.

He's really good at what he does. He's done it for years.

Look, I checked and it all...

Listen, just because you might have had the perfect dad,

doesn't mean you need to try and fix mine.

Perfect?

Nothing I did was ever good enough.

I spent my entire life trying to please my father.

Well, poor you.

Look at where you ended up.

If you really want to help...

you can tell him goodbye for me.

You know I can't do that.

Please, don't tell Daniel.

I've put him through too much already.

Look, I...

I'm not an expert, but...

..being there for each other,

no matter what,

that's what marriage is.

I'm sure he'd want to support you.

You see, that's what scares me.

He deserves a wife, not a patient.

Why don't you let him make that decision?

KNOCK AT DOOR

Hi, come on in.

I've been waiting at the entrance. What's going on?

I'm going to give you two some privacy.

I suspect early-onset dementia.

Really?

She seemed so well today.

Yeah.

Yeah, there's a lot going on that you wouldn't know just by looking.

Appearances can be deceptive.

Something like that, yeah.

-Are you sure you're OK?

-Yeah, yeah, it's...

a long day.

How do people see me?

How do you mean?

Like a tart?

Goodness, no! What? Why would you say that?

Max and Jez have got a bet

to see who can get in with me first.

I mean, do people actually think I'm that easy?

No.

No, you...

you have a talent for fun.

Look, you...you're vivacious

and there's no reason to apologise for that.

Max and Jez are punching way above their weight, by the way.

Well, don't worry, I'm getting my own back.

OK.

Thank you.

HE DIALS ON MOBILE

Hi, yes, er...

this is a bit last-minute, but it's about an event for this afternoon.

You're still here.

Not for long.

-I came to say goodbye.

-No, no, no, no, no.

Love, please...

-I've come to help you.

-It's too late, Dad.

I want to do the right thing.

I want to prove I can look after you.

And the baby.

Well, there's not going to be a baby, OK?

I don't want to see you again.

Not ever.

Sweetheart...please.

You might regret saying that one day.

No.

I won't.

Right.

Now, you know how this works.

I'm going to ask you some questions,

you take as long as you need to answer them.

OK?

To begin with,

I'm going to ask you an address to remember,

which we'll come back to later on.

OK? So, the address is 25 Redmond Place.

OK.

-Are you ready?

-Mm-hm.

Ball, keys, phone.

Can you repeat those words back for me, please?

Ball, keys, phone.

Great.

And if you repeat the following:

"No ifs, ands, or buts."

No ifs, ands, or buts.

Excellent.

Now, I want you to take this piece of paper in your left hand,

fold it in half, and pop it on the floor.

Can you repeat the address that I gave you, please?

Um...

I thought you wanted to be a mother.

-What?

-You told your father you're not keeping the baby.

I told him what I needed to, to keep him out of my baby's life.

And now he's out of mine, so good riddance.

-Lily, we need you.

-MONITOR ALARM BLEEPS

Sounds like his airway is occluding. Let's intubate.

Prep RSI drug and fast bleep the anaesthetists, please!

-SATS are dropping.

-Dad?

-Just stand back, please.

Lily, wait! Just bag him. Where's the CT?

Trachea's deviated. Come on!

-There's a bleed.

-The haematoma could be causing the pressure.

Let's open the sutures

- and extend the wound. - What are you doing?

- What are you cutting him for? - Lily...

OK, just let them work, OK?

- Is he going to die? - Lily, please!

Please! You can't let my dad die!

You can't! You have to save him, you have to fix him because I can't...

and I didn't...

I didn't mean it, Dad. You have to save him!

Lily!

- Please! - Get her outside.

No! Dad!

Suction.

It is typical for the short-term memory to go first.

This can be followed by...

..disorientation,

difficulty with speech.

There can be mood swings, aggression.

Daily tasks may eventually become difficult.

And one day I won't recognise you.

I understand if you want to leave and take Ben,

-I wouldn't hold it against you.

-Hey, hey, hey.

We are not going anywhere.

SHE SOBS

Are you praying?

Not exactly.

I know what you mean.

I never know what to say either.

It's like wishing.

You think of something you want and you ask for it.

Well, all I've ever wanted is a home.

You don't need to pray for that.

You could have it, you could have everything you want.

Your father is here,

alive in this building,

telling you he wants to help.

Everything is right under your nose, but you don't want to see it.

What would you ask for?

Just one more day with my own father.

Yo! Wait up!

-Can't. I'm on balloon duty.

-Ooooh!

I'm pretty good with balloons myself.

MUSIC PLAYS: Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go by Wham

Yeah, not that good.

Did you do this?

I reckon I know who did.

Go ahead.

Dad?

It's me...Lisa.

I'm so sorry, love.

I wish I could go back, change everything, you know?

It's OK.

I just want to know one thing

and I want you to tell me the truth.

Is this for real?

Yeah.

I'm the vicar of St Catherine's.

It looks lovely.

It is lovely.

Is that where you live?

-MOBILE BUZZES

-It's where you could live too,

if you wanted.

You and the little 'un.

Hi.

Come home.

Let me do it right this time.

Hi!

You are a prince.

Right...

The balloons.

They are so, so lovely, thank you.

But, please, now, let me get you a drink.

Th-thank you.

I... I've...

I've got a lot of work to finish up here.

OK. Fine. Well, uh...

..I just wanted to say thanks anyway.

You're a...a good friend.

I'd best get back, so...

You told me you were grabbing every opportunity.

Oh, er...

I know, but...

You met Daniel a long time before you knew about your illness.

I...

I've no business drawing Alicia into mine.

Why don't you let her make that decision?

HE EXHALES

SIREN BLURTS

So, uh...

..about last night...

I get that we were really drunk, but...

why were we naked?

I dunno, mate. I honestly can't remember.

I woke up in bed with you and I've got no idea how I got there.

Er...I put you there.

HE SCOFFS You're having a laugh.

As a matter of fact, I am, actually, yeah.

Can I ask why?

Did you really think that I wouldn't find out about your little bet?

The...bet.

Yeah, so let this be a lesson to you both, OK?

Do not treat me like a piece of meat.

We wouldn't dream of it.

Well, you already did, didn't you?

-So, 20 quid, wasn't it?

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

Oh, there you are.

Treat yourselves to something nice, OK?

I found this.

Thanks.

I'm really sorry about your dad.

Maybe it's time I put the past behind me.

Enjoy the party.

I won't be going, it's not my thing.

And I don't have a costume anyway.

PHONE RINGS

Admin.

Doctor Hardy? Um... Oh, actually, he's here.

Neurology. They want to discuss a referral of yours, Gaynor Lockford?

Yeah, of course.

Hi, it's Dr Hardy here.

Jacob.

Message for you.

-Hanssen's office.

-What?

"Happy to offer you the role with our warmest regards."

But this was at 11 o'clock this morning!

Really? Was it that long ago?

-Elle, you are bang out of order! What are you doing?

-Hey, relax!

You got the job, didn't you?

Knew you would.

-Yeah. Yeah, I did get the job.

-SHE CHUCKLES

Hmmm!

Come on. Let me take you for a drink, to celebrate.

No, no, no, no, I'm... I'm going...

I'm going to go and see Connie.

Yeah, tell her your news.

Give her something to smile about.

Well done, pudding.

Well played, pancake.

ELLE CHUCKLES

ROCK MUSIC AND CHATTER

-Ching!

-To you!

CHATTER DIES DOWN

TITTERING

WOLF WHISTLE

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Lily?

-She told me it was fancy dress.

-What? You look amazing!

-Today, of all days...

-Whoa, whoa... What do you mean?

It's the anniversary of my father's death.

He died a year ago today.

Ah, come here.

SHE SOBS

-TEARFULLY:

-I'm just trying to do something different.

To move on.

-And I'm dressed...

-Hey!

Hey! Right? You're dressed for a cracking night out.

With a very, very handsome paramedic.

So what are you waiting for?

Come on.

UPBEAT JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS

Mmm!

Oooh! Bitter.

So, you're having fun, birthday girl?

I always have fun.

In fact, I've been told that I have quite a talent for it.

I bet you do.

Who are you looking for?

-Nobody.

-Nah? Two more?

-Mmm...

-Two more, please.

-Go!

-..three!

Who didn't know that was going to happen?

Who didn't know that was going to happen?