Episode 10 Casualty

-You did that on purpose!

-If you can't accept me and Sam

work together cos you don't trust me,

then I ain't got the energy for this.

Don't walk away from me!

Marty likes you because you are a beautiful, gorgeous, amazing woman.

-You got kids?

-Mm-hmm. Boys.

So the tumour is likely to be malignant.

It's borderline.

It's too high to suggest a myxoma.

In your opinion.

-What you did...

-What we did.

You did - you did for good.

From now on, you're on your own.

Come on.

DOORBELL RINGS

Is he OK?

He's safe, if that's what you mean.

So what happened with Mrs Beauchamp last night, did she find anything?

No, no, well, not yet, so...

Thank you?

Yeah. Something like that.

-Where is he?

-Just follow the debris.

He's eating me out of house and home, used up all the hot water.

He spent nearly an hour in the shower.

Yeah, welcome to my world.

I want him out. Now.

There's nowhere I can take him, I can't take him to work,

I can't take him to the boat now.

I'm in this up to my neck.

He cannot stay here - sort it out, or else.

-Oh, hi, Dr Dylan!

-Hi.

-Do you want some?

No, thank you very much. Thank you.

There is nowhere else for him to go.

Can he stay here, just for a day, please?

And then what? Hide him, pretend he doesn't exist?

How is this any better than what you took him away from?

The kid has lost everyone he loves.

And I don't want to be the next person that he's ripped away from.

Maybe you should be, cos you're sticking your head in the sand

and it's totally selfish.

You can't let him go, can you?

Today, that's it.

Make him tidy up.

And lock up when you leave.

-Where are you going?

-To work, to have a shower.

-Hiya.

-Hey.

In case I didn't tell you last night - you are amazing.

I'm just glad I remember how to.

Me too.

We're going to have a lot of fun.

Doing what?

Practising.

Dirty boy.

Let me see what time it is.

-Oh, no, no, no, no, no!

-What?

Oh, I forgot to set the alarm! No, it is not funny.

It is not funny!

Kalen, Blake - quick!

SNIGGERING

SANOSI GIGGLES

I'm going to turn this off.

Hey! There was only five minutes left.

Yeah, I need to think.

Are we going back to the boat?

No, no, no, we're not going back to the boat.

It's not safe there any more.

-Why not?

-Because people know you've been staying with me

and they're asking questions.

I've caused you a lot of trouble, haven't I?

No, no, no. I don't want you to think like that. I just...

Right, I need to go to work.

Can you just have a tidy round for me?

And be ready, OK, when I call.

I'm going to call you later on, all right?

Just be ready.

WHISTLE

-Chanelle!

-Happy birthday, bro.

What are you doing here?

Thought you could use a day off, swot. Come on.

Where are we going?

Now, if I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, would it?

Come on.

OK, I'll let Mrs Beauchamp know.

All right, bye.

Elle's overslept, she'll be in as soon as.

-Hangover?

-Or she could've got lucky?

Nah. I'm just saying she's kind of...mature for that.

Er, she's younger than me.

What, so a woman can't pull past 40?

-Or a guy?

-I didn't say that.

-So ageist.

-So sexist.

-OK.

You got your shower, then?

No thanks to you.

Ta-da!

Looks good, don't it?

You've got to turn 12 in style, eh?

Can't believe you did all this for me!

Just like old times, eh?

It's not going to light.

It's the thought that counts!

-Did Mum get you one?

-Nah.

-Everything all right at home?

-Suppose.

Neil still hanging around like a bad smell?

Let's get a proper rager going.

Remember when we had a barbecue out here?

Marshmallows.

You told me there were bears in the woods who'd kill kids for 'em.

And you believed me.

I was only eight. Didn't sleep the whole night after that.

Aw, diddums. I'd better just eat these on my own, then.

Go and get us some sticks and we'll toast them, yeah?

-What's your problem?

-No kid should have to see that,

I'm probably scarred for life now.

You'll be fine. Anyway, look, as long as she's happy, who cares?

Stop talking about it, you freaks.

Hey. Morning.

Really nice house you've got here.

Shower's really powerful.

Hi.

Marty, these are my boys, Kalen, my eldest, Blake and Luca.

Boys, this is Marty, my...

..friend.

Friend?

With benefits.

Hope you were careful, Marty. I mean, we wouldn't want any

-little brothers or sisters coming in nine months.

-Kalen!

Payback, Mama. I mean, how many times did you give us the safe sex lectures?

So you met on Tinder then?

And that is enough. Eat your breakfast.

I don't pay a fortune to that school for you to be late.

Changing the subject. Subtle.

So, are you guys serious or just hooking up?

Are you going to be my new dad?

-Are you divorced or...?

-Am I going to have a baby sister?

And that is enough! Thank you.

Sorry.

Would you like a coffee?

Um, you know, I'll give it a rain check.

I'll see you guys another time, yeah?

Marty! Hey, Marty?

Stay safe, my man.

Thanks.

MUSIC PLAYS ON RADIO

Oi, minion, crank up the volume.

Come on up, the view's great from here.

-These are ready.

-Leave them a minute, I love this song.

Come on. Show us your moves. Come on.

Don't be shy, no-one's watching.

Nah.

I can't be the only one in this family who's got rhythm.

Don't...

Ryan?

-Don't feel great...

-Ryan?

Ryan!

Ryan!

Hey up.

Is Sam around today?

No, she's phoned in sick.

I was wondering, maybe we could do lunch later?

What, to eat it? Or throw it?

There's something important I want to talk to you about.

-RADIO:

-Control to 3006.

3006. Go ahead. Over.

We have a Red call for you.

12-year-old boy fallen 15-20ft from a bridge in woodland off Hayburn Road. Over.

All received and mobile. Over.

Maybe I'll catch you later for a drink?

So...how was the sex?

It was fine.

Told you.

-Are those new shoes?

-No, why?

Definite spring in your step.

Love is in the air, mate.

I'm going to be next, I can feel it.

-Mm-hmm.

-No, I'm telling you, man, I'm going to be next.

I've got the moves, watch.

-You look deep into a lady's eyes, right...

-You're a freak.

And you listen, like, really listen.

And every so often you nod and you say...

Put down the mace.

You say, "Mm-hm."

Mm-hm?

Not like that, like this.

Mm-hm? Listening and agreeing at the same time.

Makes you totally irresistible.

And yet so very single.

Is Dr Gardner in?

Er, yes, she is, mate. What seems to be the problem?

Just get her for me, please.

That's five of morphine going in.

OK, Ryan, the pain should start to ease off now, all right.

I'm just going to check your foot pulse again.

He is going to be OK, isn't he?

-What's your name, love?

-I'm his sister, Chanelle.

OK, I'm Iain. It looks like a nasty break,

but we'll know more when we get him in, all right.

-I'm just going to grab a scoop.

-I'm going to go.

You'll be all right.

Hey, hey, you can't leave him, I'm afraid. He's just a minor.

Please, Sis. Come with us.

He's just a scared kid, he needs you.

So, are you seeing him again?

-What's this?

-Big date last night.

Ah, so that's why you slept in?

No, I simply had a... alarm clock malfunction.

Oh, that's what we're calling it these days, right?

Nice one, Pancake.

Hey, look, it was just a date, it is no big deal.

-No big deal, no big deal.

-The smile on your face!

Sorry, sorry, Dr Gardner?

There's a bloke over there in a very bad way

and he wants to see you, and it can only be you.

-Isn't that your fella?

-Aw, he's keen.

Thanks, Noel. Marty, what are you doing here?

I had to see you.

Hey, that's really sweet but we're, um, busy.

It's medical, yeah, it's medical.

OK, I'll get one of my colleagues...

No! You've got to help me. Please. Please.

-OK, come with me.

-I probably shouldn't have come here,

but I've never felt pain like this before, it feels like I'm on fire.

Really? Marty, where is this pain?

Oh, right.

This is Ryan Chambers, 12 years old, he's fallen 15 foot from a bridge.

Possible fracture dislocation of his right ankle

and small laceration to his scalp.

Possible witness LOC for roughly a minute.

OK, let's get him across, please. One, two, three.

Obs-wise, GCS 15, pulse 85, BP 105/60, sats 98%.

Given him a gram of IV paracetamol and five of morphine

and this is his sister, Chanelle.

Hello there, my name's Dylan.

Hiya. I won't be here long, will I?

-It's his birthday.

-I feel sick.

OK. Let's get him rolled over towards me, please. One, two, three.

OK, well done, well done. All right, all right, OK.

And back, one, two, three.

Many happy returns.

Right, there's no chest wall tenderness, bilateral air entry.

Pulse 90 and BP 115/80.

OK, can we do a pupil check, please?

Yes, right. I'm on it.

Pupils five and reacting to light.

OK. Let's get him into a gown.

He is going to be all right, isn't he?

Did you see what happened? Did he black out, did he slip?

I'm not sure. I tried to catch him, but...

Anything like this ever happened before?

I just wanted to give him a good birthday.

It was an accident, these things happen.

When did the pain start?

This morning, you know, after we, um...

It looks quite red.

It could just be increased blood flow to the...

..area.

Look, I was thinking, yeah, maybe with lack of use and then sudden...

-Friction?

-Yeah.

-Maybe.

Have you ever experienced anything like this before?

-No.

-No rashes? No itching?

No, no. What are you trying to say?

I'd really like a urine sample, if that's possible.

OK, I'll try.

-Look, I know this is awkward, yeah...

-Just a bit.

I did try my doctor's but his next appointment was a week on Thursday.

It's OK. Don't worry about it. Really.

-Jacob, would you triage Mr Williams, please?

-OK.

-Hi.

-How are you doing, sir, all right? Please take a seat.

Thank you.

-C-spine's clear. Have you done a blood gas?

-Yes.

Is it going to be gory?

Well, depends if you're a sensitive soul.

I'd say, if you don't like it, look away.

Can't find a pulse here, it's cold. Cap refill...

..five seconds. All right, let's pull the ankle then, please.

We'll need to re-X-ray and check position.

He seems a bit out of it.

Why don't we check his head before we sedate him?

Well, because he might lose the foot.

It's ironic that the one time you do choose to utter

more than a monosyllable it's to tell me how to do my job.

Ryan!

Oh, love.

Hi, Mum.

Mrs Chambers?

Yeah, what's happened?

The facts are a little hazy, but he's fractured his ankle.

Where were you? You were meant to be at school.

You!

Hi, Mum.

Long time no see.

Well, I might've known you'd be involved somehow!

Nice to see you, an' all.

Chanelle? Chanelle!

Mrs Chambers? We've got a form for you to sign.

Can't it wait?

No, I'm afraid not. It's a consent for a procedural sedation.

If he doesn't get it,

-the consequences could be quite significant.

-OK.

That's it.

Thank you very much. Can we prepare 22mg of ketamine, please

and stand by with some Midazolam?

What were you thinking, making him truant?

It's no big deal, everyone bunks off on their birthday.

Oh, do they?

You know, whenever there's trouble, you're there.

Is that what you told them when you farmed me out to foster care?

She gave me up a year ago, did she tell you that?

I guess it doesn't slip out that easy in conversation, does it?

"This is my kid, I put her into care."

If I could just get a word in...

Don't listen to her.

She doesn't know the half of it.

-I know you stopped being my mum.

-No.

I never stopped thinking about you.

You never even...

You never even had the guts to tell me why.

You wouldn't have understood.

OK, if you've finished, I'm about to re-pull the fracture,

so you might want to come and sit with him.

-Look, I'm sorry.

-It's OK.

I thought giving her up was the best thing for her.

I'm not sure she sees it that way.

Any luck?

Sorry, man, every time I try, it's just too painful.

It's OK. Just keep trying. Maybe a glass of water might help.

Yeah, I'm gasping, didn't even get time for a coffee this morning.

Kick you out fast, did she?

Water's on its way.

Hey, Pancake...

You haven't had any issues down there, have you?

-Your man's saying...

-He's not my man.

All right, OK. Well, that man, who's not your man,

is having pain trying to urinate.

It's OK, I'm dealing with it.

Then there's the issue of inflammation of the foreskin,

testicular pain - all symptoms of an STI.

Yep. Thanks for that, Jacob. I'm dealing with it.

OK, OK. And that's it.

Can you check cap refill for me, please?

Two seconds.

Good, that's much better. Let's plaster that, then, please.

You're going to be all right, love.

Can I stay with him?

Yes.

Unless Neil's on his way?

I didn't mean for this to happen, you know.

Poor girl.

Must be very hard.

And now there's a rash.

Marty, there's no easy way of saying this.

All of your symptoms point to an STI.

-It's not an STI. You're wrong.

-I'm not sure I like your tone.

I'm not sure I like what you're implying.

-Have you had unprotected sex with anyone?

-I told you before.

-I haven't been with anyone since Lizzie died.

-You're sure?

It's not something you'd forget.

-Have you?

-Have I what?

-Had unprotected sex?

-That's none of your business!

-But it's all right for you to ask me?

-I'm not the one with the burning...

-You're being hypocritical!

I am your doctor, I'm supposed to ask these questions!

-It was a bit more than that.

-Which is why it's completely unethical for me to be treating you.

-Elle, please...

-Jacob will assign you another doctor.

-Please...

-You'll be in safe hands.

Well, he'll need surgery, but it's not too complicated.

-Can you call ortho and arrange a bed?

-Yeah, done.

Oh, all right, good. Then let's chase up the head CT, shall we?

Right.

So, have you made a decision?

Goodness me, you're like a terrier, worrying at a bone.

-Has anyone ever told you that?

-Stop dodging the question.

He'll be gone by this evening, all right?

-Gone where?

-For goodness' sake, Louise.

-Don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you!

-Yap, yap, yap.

PHONE RINGS

-Hi, it's me.

-Hello, Dr Dylan.

Do you know how many channels are on this cable television?

725!

Yeah, OK. Turn the television off, all right.

Pack you're things up.

I'm coming to get you.

Why, what's happened?

Just...pack your things up, OK.

-Where are we going?

-Yeah. I'll see you soon.

How's the burning?

Hell.

I feel like a right idiot.

Hey, man, these things happen.

No, I don't mean...

I mean I've blown it, haven't I?

Oh, you mean Elle?

I mean her seeing me like this isn't exactly romantic, is it?

No, Elle's made of sterner stuff.

Little thing like this, that won't put her off.

-I meant the rash.

-Yeah, I know.

You really like her, don't you?

She's all right.

Yeah, well, she likes you too, I can tell.

-Nah.

-Yeah.

Big old puppy dog eyes, grinning from ear to ear.

I've known her for a long time, so I know all the signs.

You know what, Jacob?

I never, never thought I'd feel this way about anyone again.

I just don't think she feels the same.

But I thought things were really hotting up between you two?

-OK, I think we're done here.

-OK.

-Oh.

-What's wrong?

Well, it looks like the inflammation there is extending.

-Have you eaten anything unusual in the last 24 hours?

-No.

-Any nausea, difficulty breathing?

-No, I've felt a bit sick, but...

-OK, I think we should run a few tests. All right?

-OK.

I'll put these in a bag for you.

OK.

Ryan Chambers' head CT came back clear, that's good, so...

we'll proceed as planned and then send him up to ortho, all right?

Will do. Louise is in there with him at the moment.

Good.

Um...

I'm popping out for a bit, OK? On my break. I'll be back when I can.

-Something up?

-It's fine.

Sanosi was a bit upset this morning so I'm going to go and see him.

All right?

Yeah, good, thank you.

Sorry.

Approach with caution, she's in a foul mood.

How are you feeling?

Fine.

Any news on the embolectomy results?

No, I need to chase the path lab, OK.

Sorry, I've got paperwork to do.

-Connie...

-No, not now.

Pancake.

-You know that man thinks the world of you, right?

-Mm-hmm.

I think you should give him a chance.

You know you make a rotten Cupid, don't you?

-Because you like him, too.

-Not nearly chubby enough.

Come on, Pancake.

I mean, how many times does that happen at this stage in our life?

I mean, how many times does it happen in life, full stop?

-Have you any idea how wet that sounded?

-I give up.

Good. Did you get the swab?

-Yes, but it's going to come up clear.

-Why?

-Marty's up in hives - it's an allergic reaction.

-To what?

Well, I was bagging up his clothes and, um...

Looks like chilli powder.

-Those boys.

-Mm.

-Where's Mum?

-She's calling work.

Don't worry, I won't tell.

You won't tell what? I didn't do anything.

What's wrong with him?

His sats are down.

Hi, Ryan.

How long...

..have you been feeling breathless?

-Don't know.

-Sorry? Don't know? All right.

Now you hold on to this for me, that's it, there we go,

and take some nice deep breaths.

I'll go and see if I can find Dylan.

The sedative should've worn off by now.

Where's he gone?

Something to do with Sanosi.

The kid's at mine, Dylan said he'd be gone by tonight.

-Gone where?

-I dunno.

They can't go back to the boat, not now that Connie's onto it.

Don't worry. The doctor's going to be with you really soon, OK?

I'll be right back, I'm just going to make a quick phone call.

What did you mean by "You won't tell"?

The pills.

Were you in my bag?

Did you take any?

-Ryan?

-A couple.

-You idiot.

-I just wanted to have a bit of fun!

Right, let's get this mask back on you.

Come on, Ryan.

Dylan. Dylan, it's Ryan Chambers - there's something wrong.

What is it?

Well, he's disorientated, breathless.

-No. Sanosi's waiting...

-Dylan, please.

OK, what is it other than the breathlessness?

Well, where do you start? His sats are down, he's more drowsy.

That doesn't make any sense, his head CT was clear.

-It's Ryan, he took these.

-What are they?

Diazepam.

They're mine. He only just told me just now.

-Please. You've got to help him.

-He's very disorientated.

-Mum...

-Hand me that stethoscope. please.

Stand by with a chest ultrasound,

cos we need to make sure there's no pneumothorax, OK.

He's cyanosed.

Yeah, OK, he's fitting. Get him on his side then, please.

-What's going on?

-Could he have taken anything else other than diazepam?

Nothing, that's all I had.

He's taken what?!

OK, it's very important that you tell us.

-We need to give him the right thing to counteract it.

-I'm not lying!

Fine. 10 micrograms per kilo Flumazenil, please.

How many doses?

No more than five. Repeated every minute.

Is he going to be all right?

We should stand by to intubate if he needs it, OK.

Flumazenil going in.

Good, good. OK.

Let's ventolise him as soon as we can.

OK, OK. 4mgs lorazepam then, please.

Hang on. More benzodiazepines?

That's what he took in the first place.

Yeah, the Flumazenil can overcompensate, can't it?

That's why we're giving him this.

Lorazepam going in.

Right.

Fine, OK. Right, let's forget about the pneumothorax.

If they want to tube him, they can do it upstairs.

All right, use the bag now.

VOICEMAIL: This is Dylan, leave a message.

Please, Dr Dylan. Where are you? You said you'd be here. Please, pick up!

How could you get him in this mess?

I didn't, I don't do that stuff any more!

How many times I have heard that?!

I didn't give him anything, I wouldn't.

I'm clean.

Is he going to be OK?

Yeah, he's responding pretty well, but we need to keep an eye on him,

make sure he doesn't have another seizure.

Just as well Chanelle told us what he'd taken so quickly.

He would never have taken anything if it wasn't for her.

She's a bit young for diazepam.

-What?

-Well, I don't know where she got it from

but it's normally given for anxiety.

You talk to your daughter about that.

I'll ask you again, which one of you put chilli in his pants?

Mum, if anyone's been in his pants, it's you.

Watch your mouth!

Don't look at me. I would never touch pants.

Ohh!

-Might've known I'd get the blame.

-I wasn't blaming, I was asking.

Well, it wasn't me, OK.

Fine, if that's how you want to play it, we will all stay here

till one of you takes responsibility and admits this.

-Um, no, sorry, Mum, I've got a date.

-Tell them you can't make it.

Can't I see an amputation or something? Just to pass the time?

No.

Elle. It's Marty. I think you'd better come.

You lot - stay here.

80p for a bag of crisps? Total rip-off.

-I've only got 60.

-Sorry, love, but...

-I'm sorry, what's the problem?

-I'm 20p short.

-Don't worry.

-Don't worry.

-No, no hang on.

-Thank you.

-That's all right.

I take it Mum knows I'm on meds then?

There's no shame in it. Best to be honest.

Although you are a little young to be on Diazepam.

I'm not taking it long term, just doing it to get me over this blip.

What do you mean, blip?

I don't know. The way I'm feeling, edgy.

-Like I don't belong anywhere.

-OK.

Your mum said you weren't living with her any more?

The foster carers are all right - I just miss Ryan and I miss my mum.

No, no, sure, I understand. Well, they are your family.

It's a bit like losing a part of yourself.

I don't know your mum, or your brother.

But I'm pretty sure they both miss you, too.

She'd never have given him up.

Maybe your mum just thought she was doing the best thing.

When did this start?

Just before I came for you.

Get him 500 micrograms of IM adrenaline,

10mg IV chlorphenamine, 200mg IV hydrocortisone,

one litre IV fluids.

Marty, Marty, you're having an extreme allergic reaction.

It's OK, it's OK.

Jacob! He can't breathe!

OK, OK. Elle, put him up!

Yeah, of course, of course.

Marty, it's OK. Marty, please just try and calm down.

Take deep breaths for me.

OK, we need to get him on a nebuliser.

Just give him the adrenaline and move him into resus.

Porter!

It's OK, Marty, please!

So, what happens now?

He'll be taken up to the Paediatric Unit. He should be fine.

He must've seen me taking the pills.

The doctor said they're anxiety meds.

I didn't know.

How would you?

I did try to get in touch, you wouldn't take my calls.

-I missed you so much.

-You sent me away!

You don't understand...

All I wanted to do was be with you and Ryan.

Sneaking off to see him was the only thing that kept me going.

-How could you think that I'd given him drugs?

-Hang on.

You don't know what you were like when you were high,

there was no logic, no reasoning with you.

Maybe I wouldn't have taken anything

if you didn't live with a total nut job.

-He always resented you.

-Tell me about it.

Cos you wasn't his.

Not like Ryan.

Oh, no, he idolises that boy.

He wouldn't have laid a hand on him, but you...

What about me?

-I had to get you out of there.

-Why?

Why?

I just...

Did he hit you?

I'm not a kid any more! Did he hit you?

I was trying to protect you.

Sending you away was the hardest thing I've ever had to do.

But it was the only thing that I could do.

David, I need to go.

I can't get a signal, I'm going to make a quick phone call.

He's still really tachychardic, pulse 123.

Maybe we should intubate.

Not yet. Let's just let the nebuliser do its work.

-Elle?

-No!

-We're not intubating him yet.

-All right. It's your call.

He'll be OK.

He'll be OK.

This is Dylan. Leave a message.

Mariam.

Let me out. Let me out!

You're here. I thought you were outside.

I thought it was her, I thought it was her.

OK, right. Right, OK.

Come on, we need to go, we need to go. Come on.

Resp rate's going back to normal. Sats are stabilising.

You were right.

So is he going to be OK?

You did this.

Dunno what you mean.

When you're feeling guilty, you put your hands in your pockets.

You always have done, even when you were little. You did this!

He could've died. Do you understand? You are responsible.

-He could have...

-Elle, let me have a word with him. OK?

Blake.

You sure you're OK to do this?

Yeah, it'll take time, but you will remember other things,

better things.

I just miss her.

Yeah, I know, I know, I know. It'll be OK though, right.

It will take time.

Get out of the way. What on earth are you doing?

Stopping you doing something you might regret.

OK. Thanks very much, now, can you get out of the way?

Not until you tell me where you're taking Sanosi.

We're going as far away from here as possible.

-Dylan, don't do this.

-What other choice do I have?

All other options have been exhausted, haven't they?

-Yeah? Come on, if you wouldn't mind...

-Well, I do mind.

It might seem like the only option, but it doesn't have to be.

When Ollie left, yes, every day was a painful reminder that he'd gone,

but you get over it. I did, so will you.

You've just got to keep going.

You didn't want to be the doctor who saw the nurse get sectioned.

I don't want to be the nurse who sees the doctor go to prison.

You were sectioned, David, do you remember that?

I didn't have a choice, Dylan.

You do.

Make the right choice.

-Why?

-Why do you think?

What's wrong with your mum having a bloke?

We're fine.

Why does she have to mess with everything?

-Well, maybe cos she's lonely?

-So? Get a dog.

Come on, Blake, man. Are you seriously telling me

that you want your mum to spend the rest of her life on her own?

She's still young.

Maybe compared to you.

Look, I know you love your mum a lot.

I can see that.

But I would bet anything that you want your mum to be happy.

What if she goes off with him?

I don't have a dad and...

..I don't want to lose my mum as well.

OK, listen to me.

Your mum having a boyfriend

does not mean she loves you or your brothers any less.

Do you hear me?

Besides...

..this Marty guy?

I think he's OK.

Seriously, man.

I think he's all right.

It's going to be OK, man.

OK, I'll see you tomorrow. We've got to go now.

He'll have ankle surgery first thing.

-You can visit him once he's settled.

-OK, thanks.

-It's OK.

Are you, um, are you bringing Neil?

Oh, I don't think so.

Actually, I was hoping you might come with me.

Just us?

Yeah. I'd like that.

Good. Come on.

A coffee. Are you sure that's all you want?

Yeah, yeah, I'm sure.

Maybe I should have gone large on the fries.

Yeah, cos two and a half pounds of cow, a hundredweight of onion rings

and a large banana milkshake won't fill the gap, will it?

That was what I was thinking.

Dervla? We cannot leave her!

No, we're going to pick her up on the way.

Will there be internet in Ireland?

Doesn't matter, I'll probably study harder if there's not.

Yes. Sanosi...

And if I study hard, I can become a doctor just like you.

Yeah.

Thank you very much.

Coming to the pub?

Not in the mood.

Aw, come on. Look. I'll stand you a packet of dry roasted.

Now, that's not an offer I make to every woman.

Does that line ever work?

One day.

Goodnight.

You won't stay too long, will you?

No, I'm just finishing up. Thank you. Night.

COMPUTER BEEPS

You have no...

No, no. This isn't Ireland!

No.

No, we're not going to Ireland, Sanosi.

But you said the two of us were going on a trip.

Yeah, I know, but...

..we can't do that, can we?

-You've got the whole of your life ahead of you...

-No, no, no, no!

It can't be with me.

-You said you wouldn't do this!

-I know, I know I did.

But...

..you can have anything that you want. You can have a future.

I don't want a future if you are not in it!

Look, you can be all the things that you want to be.

You can be a doctor.

You can do anything that you want to do,

but not while we're running and hiding like we've been doing.

You deserve a better chance than that.

You deserve the best...

..and this is your best chance.

I'm going to have to let you go.

-Are you coming for a pint?

-Not tonight.

Let me guess, you're washing your hair?

-Don't...touch...the cap.

-Ah, you party pooper.

Never mind. You've still got me. We might even pull.

-With you as a wing man? No.

-Iain?

Do you want to come to the pub?

I wanted to talk on our own.

Well, I've already said to the lads.

-Why don't you come with us?

-Not tonight.

All right. Suit yourself.

-When we go in there...

-Just stop.

-They'll...they'll...

-Just stop!

-They'll call social services.

They'll call the Home Office,

who'll make an asylum application on your behalf.

-Take your hands off your ears.

-Shut up! I don't want to hear it!

You've got to hear it, because you've got to know what to do.

Why, why should I listen?

You lied to me. You promised! I believed you!

So did I.

I wanted to be like you...

..but not any more.

You're nothing but a liar! I wish I had never met you.

-If you want, I'll come in with you.

-There's no need, just stay.

If I were you, I wouldn't mention David and Louise.

-I won't tell about them, or you.

-I'm not asking you to lie for me.

Don't worry, I will not break a promise.

I am nothing like you.

So you have made a complete recovery

but we will keep you in overnight for observation.

OK.

I'd better give Daisy a call.

I don't know how I'm going to explain this one, eh.

-Maybe gloss over a few details.

-I think that's for the best.

She already thinks I'm way past embarrassing.

Well, she shouldn't. She's lucky to have you.

And I'm lucky I met you.

Marty, could we start again?

That sounds good to me.

But let's take it easy, yeah, considering.

Blake has something to say.

I, um...

Go on.

I put the chilli powder in your pants while you were in the shower.

It was a joke, I never meant for you to get hurt.

I'm sorry.

Well, I appreciate that.

Not the chilli...

..the apology.

Takes a real man to say, "I'm sorry".

Thanks.

OK.

Time for a proper introduction.

Boys, this is Marty...

..and he's my boyfriend.

So, you're going to be seeing a lot more of him, I hope.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Sit down, Dervla.

Dylan, I was passing.

I saw the lights were on so I thought I'd pop in.

-Sanosi?

-He's handed himself in, David.

Dylan, I...

It's what you wanted, wasn't it, David?

No, it's not what I...

I'm sure you'd agree it's for the best.

It's like he was never here.

You can have those.

No, no, no, come on, Dylan.

-You keep them, remind you of him.

-I'd rather not.

Here, this is, um...

This is for you.

I...

..took the liberty of "unresigning" you.

Look, I can stick around for a bit if you like.

-That won't be necessary.

-No.

So what are you going to do now?

I have no idea.

No, um...

Best to keep going.

Yeah.

Just keep going.

Yeah.