Throw in the Towel Holby City

As Clinical Skills Lead we are proposing Mr Dan Hamilton.

And Mr Antoine Malick.

Maybe this isn't just professional tension, maybe it's physical,

biological.

If I were looking for relationship, you would quite possibly be

-the very last man on the entire planet.

-OK.

I would however accept an invitation for a drink.

Well done, Ms Shah.

What is it about my wife that you couldn't bear to let her go?

As a matter of fact I was entirely ready to let her go.

-But there were others who.

-Others?

Mr Douglas was particularly insistent, I remember.

Let's get O negative ready.

We need to do a CT scans of his head and chest...

-He's struggling.

-We need to incubate him! Rafi!

-Whoa. What happened to him?

-Gang related according to the police.

-How old is he ?

-15. He's hypoxic!

MONITORS BEEP

OK, let's get a slot for the CT scans,

-we need to check the extent of the damage.

-Weren't messing about.

Right, let's get this chest drain in. Sorry.

Go ahead.

Thank you very much.

Damn it!

Someone's in a desperate need of some sleep. Here. Have a coffee.

Cheers. Very thoughtful of you.

And, I just want to ensure that there are no hard feelings, if...

-If what?

-You know, if I scoop the prize today.

-HE LAUGHS

-You think you've got this all sewn up, don't you?

Oh, somebody's doing their homework.

Yup, you can never be too prepared, my friend.

You know, it's all changed with the curriculum now.

They have whole new modules called Patient Communications.

Can you believe that?!

We had just one lecture a year on that sort of stuff.

I'm sure you're over thinking it a tad. Enjoy your coffee.

Good morning!

-Somebody got out of bed on the right side

-Yes,

I tried something new today. Left side instead of right.

And it has worked a treat so far. Found my car keys immediately,

there's no traffic on the road and there was no line for the coffee.

Better than that, coffee actually tastes half way decent. Try it.

Hmm...

Hmm, what? Hmm?

-Hmm, what do you want, hmm?

-Oh right, I forgot that golden rule,

never trust a man who brings you coffee.

What do you mean what do I want, hmm? I'm having a great day, wanted to spread the joy.

SHE SIGHS Right. Thanks.

You're welcome.

-What?

-Where's mine?

-Only got two hands!

-They do trays. Don't worry, I get it.

Get what?!

HE YAWNS

Poor Mr Malick looks exhausted!

The only thing that ever sat its way to success was a hen,

Professor Pawlowski.

Well we can keep pretending all we like,

the reality is, he isn't REALLY a serious contender.

And why do you presume that?

He doesn't have the experience that Dan has, for starters.

Thing I can't understand is why you're so insistent on backing him?

"But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for daws to peck at."

You see, even after a year of working alongside

Mr Hamilton, I still can't quite put my finger on who he is.

-Prof. Mr Hanssen.

-Mr Hamilton.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a meeting to attend to.

Oh, did I inform you by the way, that the

university board have asked me to sit in on the interviews?

I look forward to hearing your presentation.

Listen, don't let that worry you.

I know everyone single member on that board.

And deep down they're a terribly conservative bunch.

They're not going to go for somebody like Mr Malick.

They're just not.

You have a good team of people working for you.

-You should be very proud.

-And Michael Spence?

The report will be in your inbox by this afternoon.

Well, two months in the making,

I dare say I can wait another two hours.

And may I say it has been a pleasure.

Likewise.

If only all my clinicians displayed the same level of dedication,

discipline, and professional distance that you have.

That's me.

-Obi, how we doing?

-Good.

Obi's hoping to dance the lead in a ballet.

Hence the jumpy turny thing you were doing when...

-Pirouette en l'air.

-That's the one.

It's been my lifelong ambition to dance in Coppelia.

Well let's hope that the reduction has fixed the dislocation.

How's the pain, Obi?

I am brave.

Now brave is good, but I also need to know if you're feeling any pain.

-Are you feeling that Obi?

-A little.

-But less than before?

-Yes. Much less.

Hmm...the swelling hasn't gone down as much as I would have liked.

There's a slim chance you may have a fracture.

We'll see what the X-ray shows up.

-Hopefully we'll have you up and pirouetting in no time.

-I hope so.

I'll come back once I have your results.

-Interesting, eh?

-Mmm.

Erm... look, I was thinking,

I may have overstepped the mark a little the other day.

I was a bit confrontational and I shouldn't have been.

Right, so... you know...

Sahira... I shouldn't have gone into battle on her behalf.

-It's not my place.

-Very well.

Hey! You mentioned yesterday you had a lot of paperwork to

catch up on today. I can help you out if you like.

-Ah, no, it's OK.

-Sure? Just email some stuff over.

-It's fine.

-All right, as long as it's not urgent.

Well it's urgent, but it's nothing you can, um...

Look, I have something to tell you.

Today is my last day.

What?

-Well, I was always just here temporarily.

-Temporarily?!

Yeah. Hanssen wanted me to implement the new systems.

That's done, so I'm no longer needed.

Right! OK. Wow.

Best get to it.

That's why a date with my wife is nigh impossible to pull off.

Saving people's lives is always going to trump dinner out,

-no matter how classy the restaurant.

-Rafi!

-Just messing about. Come on.

-Oh, I think that's my cue.

-You shouldn't do that.

-What?

-In front of Greg.

-He's all right.

-No. It...makes...

-It makes him, what?

It would make anyone uncomfortable.

Anyway, I am trying to stick to my contracted hours.

Yes, yes, I know.

Sahira, Hanssen wants to see us.

Sure.

Sorry about Rafi in there, going on about our social life.

You're all right. He just wants to spend more time with you.

-Understandable.

-It's just the small issue of Hanssen.

-Always the small issue of Hanssen.

-He's just going to have be

a bit more understanding.

cos he's good at that. Being understanding(!)

Especially when it comes to you.

Michael, I'm sorry I didn't say anything earlier.

It's fine, look. Like you said, your job is done.

And now we're not going to be work colleagues,

it is the perfect opportunity to get you that drink.

-No!

-Please, Maggie...

-Go away! Go away!

-Leave me alone!

-I just need to take your blood pressure.

It's OK, it's OK. Calm down now.

-Calm down.

-I'm just trying to take her blood pressure.

-The nurse needs to take your blood pressure.

-No.

And we need to run a few more tests.

-Maggie, we need to find out what's causing the stomach pains.

-No!

-Please.

-Go away, please! Leave me alone!

I'll take over here. You go and finish up your paperwork.

-It's kind of complicated.

-OK. Maggie. I'm Michael Spence.

I'll be taking over from Ms Broadhurst.

Do you mind if I felt your stomach to find out where the pain is?

No. I don't want you to come anywhere near me.

I don't trust you. Go away!

Michael.

Excuse me.

Schizophrenia and she suffers from paranoid delusions.

-Admitted with severe stomach cramps. Her carer is in A&E.

-Why?

Car accident on the way in, nothing serious. But the carer

is being checked out. So we have to handle Maggie on our own.

-For now anyway.

-OK. So she needs tests?

-She needs tests and...

-All right. I'll handle it.

-As you have witnessed...

-Hey. It's fine.

-And you haven't answered my question?

-What question is that?

Are you going to let me take you out for a fair-well, platonic drink?

Is that a kind of cocktail?

-No!

-SHE WINCES

-Oh, so it's the whole team. What fun.

-A little unusual for us all

-to be summoned to the headmaster's office.

-So,

what do you think it is? A pat on the back or a slap on the wrist?

Well I haven't been a naughty girl. Have you?

Ah, good. Please, come in.

So, the Cardiac Trauma Unit has once again come under

scrutiny by the Board.

I thought we'd already earned our stripes.

There's no denying that it's doing well and that you, Ms Shah,

have done an excellent job building it up.

However, it is essentially an expensive luxury.

Which means that from time to time the board will want to

evaluate its worth.

But like you said, it's doing well, so there's nothing to worry about?

Even the most proficiently run department can be improved upon.

So to ensure that CT operates to its full potential I've decided

-to redistribute the work load.

-Redistribute the work load?

And what does that entail?

It entails you, Ms Naylor, being more hands on and you Mr Douglas

stepping up and taking more of the load.

So I'll be side-lined, is that what you're saying?

You can focus on your electives and provide a cover on the ward.

That way you'll get to go home on time of an evening.

Why are you doing this?

You've repeatedly expressed concerns about your workload.

They've been noted.

And when does this become official?

Effective immediately, please.

As of today, you'll be in the passenger seat.

Thank you.

I am blessed in so many ways.

Dancing is what I was born to do.

I know it will all be OK.

But your face, Doctor, it has a crease just there.

-You worry?

-No, no. That's just a wrinkle.

-But your X-rays does show that you have sustained a fracture.

-Fracture?

-I'm hoping it won't be necessary to operate.

-Operate?!

Chantelle, could you see if Mr Malick is free, please?

I built CTU from scratch,

and you just stab me in the back and take it away!

-No, like I said, I'm just redistributing...

-Redistributing?!

I'm simply doing what I think is best for the department.

If you just compromised on a few things!

This is a hospital. There can't be any compromises.

There are peoples' lives at stake.

Now Ms Naylor doesn't have the same considerations as you.

That is why I decided that ultimately she was the better fit.

Yes, and she's going to love that, isn't she? ABSOLUTE power.

I'm only giving you what you wanted, Ms Shah.

-I don't trust you.

-Why don't you trust me?

How do I know you are who you say you are?!

-Maggie, we need to examine you so I can help you.

-No!

Is everything OK?

We might have to look at getting permission to sedate her.

-No. That's a mountain of paperwork.

-We may have no other choice.

Hey, I've got this one. Don't worry.

Trust me.

So she's leaving. It's a bit out of the blue.

-Must have come as a bit of a shock?

-Was a bit of a surprise, yeah.

Funny she didn't say anything.

I don't know. It's just her style, I guess.

So how do you feel about it?

What, about her leaving? No skin off my nose.

She's controlling, pedantic, no sense of humour.

-HE KNOCKS

-You OK?

-Yeah. I'm fine.

You sure?

All of this, because I wouldn't toe the line.

Nothing to do with the fact he may think I'm up for the challenge.

-Thanks for your vote of confidence.

-No, it's not what I meant, sorry.

Don't worry...

Hey, just doing a canteen run. Anybody want anything?

-No thanks.

-I'm good, thank you.

How did the meeting with Hanssen go?

He's taking me off CTU.

Taking you off? Why?

I don't know. Who knows with Hanssen.

-Are you all right?

-Yeah. I'm fine.

-Oh, sorry, Mr Malick.

-It's all right.

Just thought I'd do one of those five minute power naps

you read about. How long have I been gone?

Only about ten minutes, not long.

Wow, OK, they work. I feel...

Yeah... I feel good.

Mr Hamilton is looking for you.

-He wants you to take a look at a patient.

-Right.

-You've been working really hard lately.

-Sure have.

What is a Clinical Skills Teacher?

It's someone who teaches new students here at Holby.

-Oh, you'll be great at that.

-You think?!

-Yeah. They'll love you. Are you nervous?

-Please!

All right, between me and you, just a little bit.

Interviews always make my tummy go funny.

But my mum always said, whenever you're nervous in those

situations, always picture your interviewers naked.

I don't. I picture them in bikinis.

You don't want to see their bits, do you?!

Not sure about that idea, Channers. Mr Hanssen's on the board.

-And I don't think I want to picture him...

-Mmm...

SO! Did he give you an explanation?

-For what?

-The real reason you've been side-lined?

Oh, he said it's because you have no partner, no children,

no life outside of Holby.

Oh! So win, win hey? I get to work on some kick ass cases

while you get to go home with hubby and watch EastEnders.

So the boy who was beaten up...

-Anthony Camacho?

-Social services will send someone in later.

No family?

His mother has terminal cancer. She's in a respite home apparently.

-His father's nowhere to be found.

-Who's been looking after him?

-His uncle and his older brother.

-And where are they?

Social Services haven't been happy with the arrangement for a while.

Uncle's an alcoholic, while his brother's involved with a gang.

Poor kid. Nobody deserves a beating like that.

Yeah. So he just needs obs.

I'm sorry how it sounded earlier.

I couldn't have handled CTU without you.

Well, I've just come off the phone from Jane, your carer.

They need to run a few more tests but she's going to be OK.

She IS worried about you though.

Also she rang your daughter Annie

who was on her way up from Plymouth to see you.

-You'll be happy to see Annie?

-Yes.

She's studying medicine too. Well, veterinary medicine.

-You must be very proud of her.

-Oh, I am.

She's beautiful and smart and...

I just...

I'm not sure I want her to see me... like this.

Well, she's concerned about you.

I'm sure she would like to see a smile on your face

when she gets here.

She certainly wouldn't want to see you in any pain.

No. She doesn't like to see me upset.

Well, maybe you'd let me try and find out what's wrong?

Perhaps I can help you with the pain.

OK.

-Never fails.

-What's that?

The Michael Spence charm. No one's immune.

-I've extubated him and given him 5mg of morphine for now.

-Sure.

-We might need to up it when he wakes, depending on his pain.

-OK.

So did Hanssen say why?

He just said that he wanted to 're-distribute the work load'.

OK. But didn't say why suddenly now?

There is the possibility of traumatic arterial involvement

in the fracture. Do a CT angiogram.

It feels fine.

Really, no numbness? No pins and needles?

Right! Well you see, the colour of the sole of your foot,

how pale it is, that tells me you're lying.

-Mr Malick.

-What?

-Chantelle mentioned he's got some dance audition coming up?

-Yes.

So case is closed. Chantelle, do an angiogram.

I don't need one. I'm OK!

No, you're not, you're in denial and you're playing down your symptoms!

Do you ever want to dance again?

-Malick, was that necessary?

-Lesson number one,

always assume that your patient is lying

until you can prove otherwise.

And the NHS doesn't have a bad enough reputation as it is

when it comes to public relations.

-Interesting theory though.

-That's one of mine actually.

And you're hoping to instil a similar sense

of cynicism in the students that will be taught here are you?

Always assuming that your patient is lying means that you will do

everything in your power to prove otherwise.

I'm sure the Care Quality Commission will be very

interested in your staff's approach to patient care.

Look, apologies for my bedside manner. I'm just...I'm a little...

Tired?

It's not us you should be apologising to. It's Obi.

Hello again there, Obi, I'm sorry about my tone before.

I'm just a little concerned about your foot.

Can you please tell me, if there's any numbness or pins and needles?

No.

Seriously?

My foot feels a little cold.

Thanks.

Right, well we're going to have to do a scan.

So perhaps Mr Malick was right after-all.

HE GASPS Hey, hey, it's OK... You're safe.

-You're safe. No-one is going to hurt you here. I promise.

-Mmm.

OK, OK, OK.

Anthony? That's your name, right?

Is that what your friends call you?

-What do your friends call you?

-Ant.

OK, Ant it is.

And is there anyone you'd like me to call for you?

A friend maybe? Your Mum?

No, I don't want her to know I'm here.

But she's your Mum, she...

No. It would get her upset. She couldn't handle it.

I don't want her to know what's going on.

She's not well...

I know. I know.

Ant, who hurt you?

Do you want to talk to the police about it?

-No, no.

-HE GROANS

-Hey, hey.

-I don't want to talk to the police. No!

They want to help you. They want to find out who did this to you.

OK, OK.

If you're in trouble... you can talk to me.

Whatever you tell me is confidential, just so you know.

There's nothing you can do anyway.

No, no, no. You're nil by mouth.

Hey, I've wanted to ask you, now you're leaving...

-Yeah?

-Who else is in the running for the job, apart from?

-Apart from...?

Come on, clearly I am the obvious choice...

-Is that so?

-Yeah, who else is there.

-You could put in a word for me.

-You knew I was leaving, didn't you?

-What?!

-That's why you've been so OTT this morning.

The coffee, the concern about my workload.

Surprised you haven't put an apple on my desk!

I'll take that.

-How's our boy doing?

-He's asleep. Poor thing.

He's even scared of the police.

Most probably because he's got something to hide.

I like how you always see the good in people.

Love how you always get personally involved when you shouldn't.

It's a curious thing, a heart specialist who doesn't have a heart.

I have a heart.

It's the muscle that pumps the blood around my body.

So I hear congratulations are in order.

Yeah. Not wanting any fanfare.

Under the circumstances, I think it would be poor taste.

No, it's fine with it.

I bit off more than I could chew anyway.

-Hanssen was right to give it to you.

-Great, that's all amicable then.

Yes.

Oh, if you could just enter this patient's details

into the database while you're there, that would be a great help.

Free me up to do the important stuff.

-There's something I have to tell you.

-What?

I was worried about you. How much you were working.

And seeing with my own eyes how Hanssen treats you,

the whole puppet on a string thing, it finally got to me.

And... so I confronted him the other day...

What did you say to him?!

-PHONE RINGS

-Just that, basically, what I just said.

-CTU.

-What, the whole puppet on a string thing?

-I'm sorry, I was angry.

-What did he say to you?

-Gunshot victim on the way up.

-Hey...

I have got to go. I don't need you fighting my battles.

Thought you were in the passenger seat today?

Do you want my help or not?

Male, gunshot wounds to the chest. He's tachycardic.

Call ahead. Get theatre one prepped.

Let's get some O negative ready!

Let's open him up, see where this bullet is!

-Ooh, very smart Mr Hamilton.

-Yes. I have my interview.

Cuff-links and all. I love a nice pair of cuff-links.

Really makes a suit look extra smart.

-They're my Grandfather's. Sort of my good luck charm.

-Aw!

I know things will be tough...

We're still waiting on the results of the CT angiogram, aren't we?

Yes. I was just... we were just having a chat.

I was just letting young Obi here to know I'm not really a big bad wolf.

-That behind the wolf's clothing is a sheep.

-Mmm.

I'm sorry for my brave face. I was wrong.

Sometimes we need to be honest. Especially when we're in pain.

I've worked very hard. My whole life.

Practicing every day.

Well, let's not jump to any conclusions before we get

-the test results.

-If I can't make it as a dancer

I'll have to go back to Kenya.

My father would be happy to see me like this.

Come on, Obi man, you've already proved that you're

not following your father's rule book.

The fact that you saved all that money, came all the way to the UK,

you should be proud of yourself.

We'll be back as soon as we've got the test results.

Thinking perhaps a Lead Clinical Skills Teacher

needs an agreeable bedside manner after-all?

He's a sweet kid. He's obviously worked really hard. I felt bad.

So off to your interview?

-Feeling prepared?

-As I'll ever be.

Well... may the best man win.

-Good luck.

-Thanks.

I've got Maggie's test results. Peptic ulcer.

-No wonder she was experiencing so much discomfort.

-Right.

I've got a slot free this afternoon.

-Unless you wanted to do the operation...

-No, it's all right.

I just thought because you managed to gain her trust.

-No it's all right...

-Are you OK?

-I'm fine. Just out of favours.

-What does that mean?

I saw your report to Hanssen.

How dare you look at my...

"He's impetuous, like a child with Attention Deficit Disorder.

"And it concerns me how he flits from one discipline to another'.

You know I've always treated you with respect

-since you've been here...

-It's not entirely true, actually.

So this report, is it the only reason Hanssen brought you here?

To keep an eye on me...

-I thought we were building something here.

-Michael!

The bullet's lodged in the pulmonary artery.

-So if we pull it he bleeds out?

-Yeah.

-And if we don't?

It's stopping blood getting to other parts of the body.

Damned if we do, damned if we don't. So?

So... BOTH: So we pull it.

MONITOR ALARM BEEPS

-Count of three.

-One, two, three.

-MONITOR ALARM BEEPS

-And not doing quite as OK.

BP is falling. BP falling rapidly...

HE GROANS

Second time we worked together. The knife wound. Remember?

-That thing you did with the...

-The catheter.

Give me the Foley catheter. Thank you.

We need four units of O negative blood to be pushed through

when I give the nod.

ALARM BEEPS

-Where's Ms Shah?!

-I don't know, sorry.

HE GROANS AND SOBS

MONITOR ALARMS BEEP

-Stats are dropping...

-4.0 Prolene.

-There's no output!

-She's on it!

You're doing brilliantly.

Push the blood through. Deflate the balloon.

He's stabilising. B/P is rising.

-ALARM STOPS

-Well done.

-You too.

All of us. Well done to all of us. It's a team effort.

So you'll be doing the operation?

Ah...no well it won't actually be me

-who'll be carrying out the procedure.

-Ah.

Maggie, it's OK. It's going to be Ms Broadhurst.

-Why? Why can't you?

-Ah...

Well, it's a simple procedure and Ms Broadhurst is a very good surgeon.

-Why can't you do it?

-As Mr Spence said, it's a simple procedure

-so there's nothing to worry about.

-But I still don't understand why?

You've been nil by mouth for the last few hours anyway,

so we'll be good to go shortly. I'll be back to collect you soon.

Maggie, it's going to be all right. It's OK, you can trust her.

Ms Shah, the boy you just operated on..?

Yes. He's in stable condition.

I thought I gave you clear instructions,

-take a back seat today.

-Sorry?

I asked you to concentrate on your electives today.

The phone went, I was there... what was I supposed to do?

Call for your superior perhaps? Seems fairly obvious.

Well it was actually Greg that took the call.

Well then either Greg or you should have paged me.

In failing to follow the correct protocol...

Protocol?! There was no time!

In failing to follow the correct protocol,

you neglected your patient, he's a very vulnerable young man...

What's happened?

Anthony had collapsed on the floor. He pulled his chest drain out.

-Whatever reason, he tried to leg it.

-I ordered 15 minute obs...

Did you want me to sit by his bedside?

It's not the fact you left the bedside.

-It's that you didn't return!

-This is ridiculous!

-Excuse me.

I know what this is about. Rafi came to see you.

I don't know what you mean.

Yes you do! He told me everything. So this is my punishment?

You think you can treat me like an errant child? Not this time.

If you're going to read anything, you might as well read

what's actually been submitted.

The one you were reading I wrote a while ago. Before... Anyway.

What the University Board members wanted to get a sense of today

is who their students will be working with on a day to day basis.

You know, what their experience is etc...

and well, from what you've told us,

it's obvious that you are definitely more than qualified for this role.

So thank you very much for coming to see us.

Well, thank you for seeing me.

As I said, I see this as a fantastic opportunity to not only

share my love and enthusiasm for the profession

but to also help shape and develop Holby as a centre for education.

Thank you, Mr Hamilton.

Oh, before you go, Mr Hamilton... forgive me.

There's no doubting your experience...

and it seems clear that you would make an excellent role model.

I'm just wondering that you are aware of the actual work

involved in being a Clinical Skills Teacher.

-Of course.

-How much do you know about the current curriculum for instance?

Well, I...

From all the research I've done,

I know that it's completely changed since I was a student.

There are now whole modules called Patient Communications,

can you believe it?! We just had one lecture a year

-on that sort of thing when I was there.

-Very well, and finally,

what do you think sets you apart from the other candidates?

Well, my professionalism, my experience.

No, I mean, what is unique about you as a candidate,

what makes you the man for the job?

Right. HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Your openness, your honesty...

what is it about Mr Hamilton that will inspire?

My... MY professionalism.

I think you've already mentioned your professionalism, Mr Hamilton.

My level headedness for one thing.

I think I have great people skills. With patients, colleagues.

I have an impeccable track record... I'm not as...

volatile as some of the other candidates.

There are no marks against my name.

Why did you get out of bed, Ant?

Why did you pull out your chest drain?

Why were you trying to leave?

-I'm trying to help you.

-You can't help me.

-There's always a solution.

-No, not always.

Where were you running to?

-Just away.

-Just anywhere?

I don't know. Just away, away from...

from everyone...everything.

Were you scared that the people who hurt you would come after you?

That they'd find you here?

Who hurt you?

Please, Ant.

These guys I've been hanging around with.

They get me to do stuff for them. for money.

Stealing, drugs stuff.

But I didn't want to do it any more.

Tried to get out. It doesn't work that way.

If they're making you do things

that you don't want to do,

then you need to speak to the police.

-HE SCOFFS They can help you, whatever it is.

-You don't get it.

They're going to want to talk to you at some point. You know that.

-They're going to want to question you.

-No.

Just tell them what you told me. Tell them the truth.

I'm tired.

All right. Get some rest. You'll be OK.

-You did fantastically in there.

-Really?

-Yes, you were great.

-I floundered a bit at the whole curriculum thing.

But you picked yourself up and finished like a trooper.

I don't know, I feel a bit...

Don't be so hard on yourself.

By the way, Malick...

It's obviously him you were referring to in there.

-Care to elaborate a little?

-No. I shouldn't.

Well, if he has a reputation, it's important that I know.

He has anger issues.

Any actual incidents I should know about?

Well, it's why he was transferred here in the first place.

MONITOR ALARM BEEPS

HE GROANS

HE GRUNTS

Sorry. It was wrong of me to interfere. Sahi!.

What were you thinking?! That you'd go and have a chat with Hanssen and

that between you, you come to some arrangement about my work hours?

How dare you.

-Storm Troopers are a bit disconcerting.

-Sorry?

The gunshot victim? Billy Townsend?

All yours. ALARM BLARES

My patient!

Hey, what's going on?

Operate? So I won't make the audition?

No. Not this time.

Next time? I'll dance again?

I'm afraid, we can't make any guarantees.

Obi, you're in the best possible hands here. Me and him.

We're the A team.

I better be going.

Good luck.

I know you don't mean that.

It's OK, it's OK. It's OK.

Whoa, whoa, what the hell!?

You're very ill, Ant. You need to get back into bed.

No! I need to Go!

-DON'T come any closer.

-Sahira, just don't.

I want to help you, Ant. I'm just trying to help you..

-Let me pass.

-What do you want to run away from? Talk to me.

I didn't mean to.

You didn't mean to what?

I was defending myself. He was going to kill me.

Who?

I just wanted to stop, to leave...

I didn't want to be involved any more but they wouldn't let me leave!

Leave what?

-HE SOBS

-And I was just defending myself.

I know they think it's all my fault.

I know that's why they're here! The police!

I didn't mean to shoot him.

-Billy?

-It was an accident!

-Ant.

-Sahira!

Get back! GET BACK!

Give me the gun, Ant.

MAGGIE SOBS Maggie, Maggie it's OK. it's OK...

-No! No!

-Calm down.

The Anaesthetist will give you something, all right,

-to put you to sleep...

-No! Where's Annie?!

-Annie?

-I want to see Annie!

-I'm sorry, Annie, is that your carer?

-Annie, where is she?

-I don't know who Annie is.

-Michael knows, Michael called her for me.

I'm sorry. We're going to have to proceed with the operation.

We have limited amount of time...

Get away from me, all of you! Michael, where's Michael?

-Don't go near me!

-Get Mr Spence in here now. Maggie. Maggie.

SHE SOBS

I was pretty surprised to learn that some universities no longer

use cadavers for dissection that your university are considering

using virtual computer software or plastic dummy bodies.

Well, I think that's a mistake.

Students need first hand experience of the human body.

You can't simulate that.

Your openness and honestly are admirable, Mr Malick.

I'm just curious, would you encourage such frankness in your students?

Absolutely.

Frankness and individualism should always be encouraged.

But when individualism becomes insubordination, then what?

While I would certainly encourage free-thinking,

students have to also be aware that there are rules and guidelines

and I, as their superior...

So you wouldn't encourage insubordination?

Well...

No.

For instance if a student were to...

Is it really necessary to hypothesise in this way?

I think so, yes.

I'm just trying to gauge how Mr Malick would react to being

challenged by one of his students.

I'm sorry but I don't see how relevant it is.

I think it's extremely relevant if Mr Malick has anger issues.

Now that's overstating the case somewhat.

Yes, I've struggled in the past and I've made mistakes.

But hand on heart, I've learnt from those mistakes.

And honestly, I think that's what would make ME the better teacher,

so should I be chosen for the job,

I'll make sure my students know exactly how it is.

There'll be no gloss, no sugar-coating.

Being a doctor can be hard, long hours,

no life,

irritating patients, dying patients.

And sometimes you can find yourself elbow deep in vomit and blood.

And what makes it all worth it is, that you also help people

and sometimes...

sometimes you can save peoples' lives.

What makes me a good role model?

What you see is what you get.

Thanks for stitching me up in there.

I thought you were tight with them as it was.

I thought they were "your people".

So why the need for the dirty tactics, eh?

You OK?

-You all right?

-I'm fine.

-So, let's get you home then.

-No. I can't go home.

Why ?

Because I have patients.

-Seriously after what you...

-I'm fine!

Seems I owe you big time. You just saved my wife's life.

-I would have done it for anyone.

-Yeah?

-Maggie, everything's fine, it's OK.

-Michael?

-Yes, it's Michael.

-Where's Annie? I thought she'd be here by now.

She's going to be here. As soon as you wake up...

I... I don't want them to...

Nobody's going to hurt you.

I don't like her. She's not friendly, not like you.

You're right, she's not the friendliest of people.

BUT, if I were to have an operation, she's the one I'd want to do it.

-Really?

-Mmm. Really.

I'll let you on a little secret, like you,

I was PRETTY wary of her at first.

Her complete lack of charm puts people off.

But she really knows her stuff. Charisma - zero points.

Ability - ten points.

Now, remember, we want you smiling when Annie gets here, right?

So what do you say, we're good to go?

PHONE RINGS#

-PHONE CONTINUES TO RING

-It's all right, mate, I'll grab it myself.

Hello.

It's going to backfire on them. Mark my words.

-What? They chose Malick?!

-I know.

They're just falling over themselves to be seen as 'forward thinking'.

-EXCITEDLY:

-Brilliant! Wow! That's brilliant. Thank you, Mr Hanssen.

-Thank you so much!

-CALMER TONE:

-Sorry. See you soon.

Listen, I've been thinking...

Your talents are clearly not appreciated here.

There are other opportunities out there, you know.

And I'm very well connected.

-Opportunities...what do you mean?

-Outside of Holby.

Look, let's meet later on for a drink and discuss, shall we?

Ms Shah is giving her statement to the police. Have you?

Yep, already done.

-And the boy?

-I'm on my way in to see him.

-He should be OK to talk.

-And Ms Shah, is she...?

Just a little shaken. But determined to finish her shift.

-And you?

-Yeah, I'm fine.

Where's the other doctor?

I'll be taking over from here.

-Please! Tell her I'm sorry, OK? That I'm so sorry.

-HE SOBS

-I didn't mean to. I wasn't going to hurt her!

-MONITOR ALARMS BEEP

-I didn't know what to do! I'm sorry!

-HE GASPS

OK, you need to calm down.

GREG RAISES THE ALARM

I'm just waiting for Ant's scan. It's probably ready.

There's something else that Hanssen said.

He said the reason you're here all the time has nothing to do with him.

-What?

-Yeah.

He inferred the reason you're here all the time is

because there's something going on between you and Greg.

Do we have to discuss this now?

-So..?

-There is nothing is going on. It's a game he plays.

It's what he wants you to think.

I wish I could believe that.

I know you. Has something happened between you and Greg Douglas?

-Where are you going?

-THEIR BLEEPERS BOTH GO OFF

-What happened?

-His BP plummeted suddenly.

-Scans?

-Chest scans are fine.

I've tried inatropes and adrenalin to try

and balance out his blood pressure but nothing's worked.

We need to rule out tamponade or further complications.

Billy crashed in HDU. We don't know why. He's going into crisis!

-Sahira.

-Whoa. I need her with me.

-Nope, sorry!

-I don't even know why he's crashed.

The scans aren't showing anything. I need her with me!

Fine. I can do without you for now.

I'll get back to you as soon as I'm done.

So hey. Commiserations. I know how much you wanted the job.

Well, having given it some thought,

and there's a lot of extra work involved,

you've got to plan official exams, help to plan the curriculum.

I think I'd rather just focus on my clinical commitments.

Great, so it's all amicable then.

Yeah, I'm really happy for you. Congratulations.

You know, maybe they chose me

because they could see I didn't need to resort to any underhand tactics.

OK. Blood is now flowing fine. So it's over to you.

Fingers crossed it all works out for him, right?

Hey, just to let you know Maggie's daughter is here.

OK, look, I feel like a complete...

..malicious, devious, treacherous?

-All right, all right.

-It's all right.

You were just doing the job you were brought here to do.

It's all about the work, right?

-So the report...

-I didn't read it.

I'm going to choose to believe that it wasn't a complete

character assassination.

Besides, I know there are a few things you like about me.

Well...

It's all right. You don't have to get all gushy, I'll spare you.

So, was that a ploy to get Maggie into theatre?

Mmm.

You know, I was just getting used to having you around.

You sure you won't reconsider? Stick around.

And do you out of a job?

Hey, this hospital's big enough for the both of us.

Diathermy.

-Urgh!

-You OK?

Forceps. MONITOR BEEPS

BP's increasing fast.

Where's this bleed?! I can't find this bleed!

We must have missed something, somewhere else.

No, no, no, the CT scan didn't show anything.

-Pupils fixed and dilated.

-He's coning.

The bleed in on the brain.

When he got out of bed, he collapsed, He must have hit his head!

We need to perform an emergency craniotomy.

-Get a neurosurgeon down here!

-We don't have time.

-You don't even know where it is!

-If he has a sub-dural haematoma,

we need to relive the pressure on his brain right now or he WILL die!

-MONITOR FLATLINES

-Paddles!

-So... I can audition for Coppelia?

-In time, yes.

I'm so blessed. Thank you!

But it's going to need some time to heal, OK?

Coppelia can wait until I am ready.

I'll try again next year.

In the meantime I can clean, I can wash dishes,

I can pick strawberries, anything, but there is no going back there.

-That's the spirit!

-I am so happy. I'm so grateful.

Hug? Come on!

DEFIBRILLATOR CLICKS

And again, clear!

No, no, come on! You can't go! No! MONITOR FLATLINES

Come on! Charge to 20! Clear!

He's not responding. I think we've done all we can.

Just call it.

Time of death 21:43.

Thank you very much for the report. Made for interesting reading.

-I tried not to make it too dry.

-Oh, it was full of surprises.

He's worthy of a fresh start, Mr Hanssen.

Whatever that 'special touch' is, he's got it.

If you could just trust him again.

Well I hope you enjoyed your time with us.

-I did.

-And where are you off to next?

Wherever I'm needed.

Au revoir.

-So she's smiling.

-Indeed she is.

You deserve some of the credit for that.

-Well Alex did the procedure.

-Oh talking of which...

-She wouldn't leave without saying goodbye, would she?

-Why?

-Because I've just seen her leave.

-Really?!

Found this. Yours, isn't it?

Ah, there it is. Lot of good it is to me now.

What do you mean?

Oh, it was a good luck charm. I was wearing it

and then I realised...

Anyway, doesn't matter now...

Look, I'd be lying

if I said I wasn't chuffed about scooping the big prize today, but...

Yeah, yeah. No hard feelings and all that.

You'll probably say no to this

but I'm heading down to the Albies for a drink if you want to come?

Forget about it.

Congratulations. Not the most obvious choice in my opinion. But...

Ready?

I'm going to go for a drink with Malick. Celebrate his win.

Hey, you did everything you could.

No. We hesitated. We shouldn't have hesitated.

It only was a matter of seconds.

Which is everything in a life and death situation.

If you hadn't have questioned my judgement!

OK. You've had a rough day.

No, this is YOUR FAULT. ALL OF IT!

-We lost him.

-What?

-It was one of those things.

There was a tear deep within the spleen. The scans missed it.

Rafi...

I'm going to go home to be with the boys.

And when you can be bothered to leave here, you come and tell me

exactly what's been going on.

Hey!

So I guess you're not a fan of good-byes then?

I'm not very good at them, no.

-So.

-So.

-What did you say to Hanssen?

-I gave you the report.

-I want to hear it from you.

-I said you were vain, arrogant,

prone to delusions of grandeur, have the patience of a small child.

-Besides all the good stuff?

-Beside from the good stuff,

I said something along the lines of,

'you are the best lead he could hope for.'

Come on, let me get you that drink?

Let's quit while we're ahead.

Oh, come on!

SHE SIGHS

Hey.

We lost them both.

I'm so sorry.

It's nobody's fault.

SHE SOBS

Hey, she's just a little bit upset.

What on earth is going on here?!

Ms Shah? Ms Shah!

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