Only You Holby City

Dan, this is Simon, who will apparently be running the place for

-the next few weeks.

-We know each other.

-I don't know about you but I could use a drink.

-Or ten.

It's a date.

A date?

-We can just take it one step at a time.

-I'm not confused,

I'm not experimenting, I'm not bisexual, I'm gay.

Your own son.

Break it up!

Quick Ella, I need your help to staunch the bleed.

I can't do this.

There is so much blood.

'You need to stop that bleed or he's going to die.'

You're not expected to perform a surgery.

As you're no doubt aware you have a brain tumour.

You'll need a neurological assessment.

When we know the results of that,

then we decide what's the best course of action to take.

Somebody!

Help! can you please...

What's happened?

I don't know. He's got chest pains, he's not acting like himself.

OK, go and get some help.

Tell them we need a wheelchair. Go! Go!

All right, Slacker. What time d'you call this?

The joys of shift work.

And at least you've only got three hours to go.

Well, actually I was thinking about using my free afternoon

to cook you dinner.

You don't have to do that.

I know, but I wanted too.

Ahh.

You two are so sweet.

Yes, thank you, Chantelle.

OK, this is Jesse Lambert, 19-years-old, RTA,

suspected fracture of the right clavicle

and suspected neck injuries...

-Bed three please.

-You gotta come find me.

You get this message, call me back, yeah, I'm...

-Uh, where am I?

-Keller Ward.

-I'm on Keller Ward.

-How come he's not on orthopaedics?

-They're rammed and jammed,

plus his coach was hassling the ED guys, they wanted an orthopod,

-so guess you were the man for the job.

-Can we get a series of trauma X-rays, please?

-They should have done them in ED. I'll get on it.

-Thanks.

Right. Let's get him onto the bed. On my count - one, two...

As I said, we're full right now... I'll let you know when any bed becomes free.

Yes, I promise you I'll give a call. OK.

I've only been gone for five minutes, what's happened?

Thank you. There's been a hotel fire, ED's sending through over-spill.

That's it. We're clearly at capacity. Phone through and tell them, please.

You do realise we don't have any consultants today?

Mr Levy's kindly agreed to rise to the occasion.

You can't be expected to run the whole department by yourself!

Of course not. There're sending a couple of F2s down.

-You're up to this?

-Course I am.

Most of it will be mild smoke inhalation. Nothing too taxing. Bed six.

I don't want you too tired for tonight.

What? My hot date with my beautiful girlfriend?

I'm planning to be on tip top form.

Don't you think we're too old to be referring to each other

-as boyfriend and girlfriend?

-What would you prefer? Partner?

No, that's even worse.

So what's this, you bring your own patients back from holiday?

This is Francis Houlihan, he's an undertaker.

-I found him in the car park.

-OK, bed eight's free. Thank you.

-So what happened?

-I was just walking past and...

No, a fortnight ago, I'm sitting like a lemon with two coffees, you didn't show.

Oh, yeah, sorry - something came up.

I did call you.

I've been busy.

I'm sorry for your loss. I recommend cedar rose.

I don't know what's going on with him. He's just really confused.

OK, Mr Houlihan, let's get you into bed.

Get the chest pain sorted out first, shall we?

I thought I had a high pain threshold - but man, that is evil.

Nearly there...

Where've you been?

I had to talk to the police about the accident. How's he doing?

I'm Dan Hamilton, the Orthopaedic Consultant.

-And I take it from the tracksuit that you're Jesse's coach?

-Zahid Khan.

So, what happened? Jesse said you were driving back from a race meeting

-when you crashed the car.

-Look, I'm not being funny,

but maybe you could just focus on doing your job?

Right, well the bad news is you've fractured your collarbone.

Fingers crossed, you're not hoping to be fit for the Olympics?

Jesse didn't qualify for the Olympics this time around.

The Europeans - that's my thing. Ten months' time.

We're busy training for that, aren't we, Coach?

-How long are we looking at here?

-Well, it may well heal of its own accord,

but you'll need to take things easy for a few weeks.

-We'll have to do another scan to check that out.

-What about my neck?

-Does it hurt?

I don't know! I can't move it, can I, with this on.

-Can we lose the collar?

-We'll need to see what the scan shows up first.

-Look, I know what you orthopods are like.

-Really?

I've been a trainer for 15 years, I've worked with enough of you.

Mr Khan? I'm Simon. I was wondering if I could borrow you for a second?

Just a bit concerned about the cuts on your face.

-Worried there might be a bit of glass in there.

-I'll be right back.

Get off.

Can I ask, does Mr Houlihan have a history of heart disease?

No. He had a pain in his chest just before he collapsed.

Well, there are palpitations, but his heart rate's fine.

We'll run some tests.

-Did he have to lift anything heavy this morning?

-No.

So no history of heart disease. Anything else?

Bowel cancer. Had an operation last year.

Here?

Yeah. Mr Hanssen did it.

Would you bear with me for just two minutes please?

I don't think his chest pain's connected to his confusion.

So what we looking at - the cancer's spread to his brain?

Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Hanssen needs be told that he's here.

-Absolutely, I'll sort that.

-No, I'll page him.

Oh, no, it's fine, I'll tell him - I'm going that way anyway.

Bed one is being discharged -

could you sign the prescription please?

Rachel's just left a message - she wants a lift to her mate's tonight.

And you're going to call her back and tell her that...?

Her mother can do it for a change

because her father's going for dinner with his...

-..lover?

-Seriously?

-All right, I'll keep working on it.

-No, we are full.

Bed one's free, it's fine.

Chrissie will you not worry about this, OK? I'm fine, don't fuss.

I'm on top of things.

AAU...

Right, cheers. What have we got?

Ella...

Hi.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

Yes?

A Francis Houlihan is on Darwin.

You treated him about a year ago, a colectomy?

-He's the undertaker.

-Oh, yes.

-He's collapsed with chest pains.

-ECG?

Yes, the usual. He's confused too.

We're wondering if there's possible brain metastasis.

No doubt, you've ordered a head CT?

Dr Valentine is overseeing him for the moment but, yes, no doubt.

You'll be pleased to hear that your neurologist report has come back clear.

So you remain free to work at Holby for today.

Right. That's what I expected, but fantastic.

I'll just get back to Darwin then.

It doesn't mean though that your

future's not still hanging somewhat in the balance, I'm afraid.

These are all studies of low grade astrocytoma of the temporal lobe -

my tumour.

This is a health and safety audit.

This is a French study into life expectancy.

Ammunition.

If you like.

It's my little library of stuff

that's not available in standard text books.

Look, I understand you have serious doubts about me

continuing to work, but it's what's most important to me, so...

Well, I'll study them thoroughly.

Thank you.

This our Olympian's angiogram?

He's not quite an Olympian but yeah,

just a minor tear of the subclavian, nothing desperate.

I'm more concerned about the neck.

Oh. And can you get him a scan for that?

Not yet, no. There's a queue.

Yes, could be some hours.

How do you know that?

I just checked availability for another patient.

You want to take him and do the subclavian while you're waiting?

-There's a theatre free.

-No, I'm happy to wait.

You sure? It's just that he's bleeding and...

And he's a high-profile patient so why take any risk ?

High profile? He's hardly Usain Bolt.

No, I just think from a surgical perspective,

it would be better to get a wiggle on.

Let's just wait for the scan, shall we?

You're the orthopod.

PHONE RINGS

Mr Hamilton, so assertive.

Give it a rest.

Keller. Simon? Phone for you.

Hullo, Simon.

Oh, right, yes...

I'm so sorry. I had no idea

they'd bring me in here. I asked...

Well, you're here now.

It's just there.

It's probably just bruising,

but we'll check it out to be on the safe side.

And your heel, you said?

So, you're a chambermaid now?

Just do the odd shift to help pay my way - take some pressure off.

What are you doing here?

Excuse us.

-What the hell's going on...?

-Oh, God. It's just one of those things.

She happened to be in the fire. I'm surprised as you are.

But it's fine. It's fine.

No. No, it's not fine.

I'm going to call ED and get her transferred.

No, no chance, they're jam packed.

Look, it's not ideal.

But she's a patient and we're professional.

So, a chest CT and an X-ray, please.

Let the F2s deal with her.

You OK?

Yeah. Fine. Fine.

Who was that?

No-one, nothing. We can talk about it tonight.

Listen, I was thinking steak. What were you thinking?

You'd better be a medium rare kind of man, because I am not...

Simon. Who was that on the phone?

It was, um, Leeds General.

What did they want?

They've offered me a job.

-What?

-Yeah, It's, a full-time,

permanent position, on the oncology ward.

I mean, it's exactly what I wanted. I can't really believe it.

When? I mean, when do they want you?

Soon as possible. They said I can start next week.

Well, I'm only agency here, there's no notice period so,

this is my last shift.

What?

That's great. I'm delighted for you.

Really. I mean, It's richly deserved.

Thanks.

Why's Jesse Lambert nil by mouth?

Unbelievable.

Beds three and five, Figgis and Crane, they're being transferred.

I'm chasing up those scans for Ella.

The sooner we can get her out of here the better.

It's not as simple as that.

Look, she's still complaining of pain

in the heel and abdomen, apparently. The X-rays are back for her heel, she has a fracture.

-So, why can't an F2s can deal with it?

-Because there isn't one available right now.

This isn't right. She left you for dead, Sacha.

Chrissie. Trust me, OK? It's fine.

-I looked at the angiogram.

-He's my patient.

-Yeah, but I took a look

and it seemed to me...

It seemed to you! This has nothing to do with you. What made you think you

could just book him in to theatre without consulting me?

-Ah.

-Mr Malick and I both agreed that the tear was sufficiently serious...

-Is that right?

-Oh, come on. You know as well as I do, he's got to have surgery sooner or later.

-We already discussed this.

-Dan, if we get this wrong...

Yes, I'm fully aware of what the pitfalls are here, thank you.

The trauma X-ray's fine.

It's not showing the C6/C7 junction and the odontoid view's poor...

-But on balance...

-On balance?

Look, we can easily get Mr Hanssen down here,

if you'd like another point of view.

Anyway, he's already heading for anaesthetics, so why wait?

Thanks for the backup.

Look, I should have told you I applied. I'm sorry.

It means I'm going to be close to my family.

As you said, it's obviously exactly what you want.

I'm very pleased for you.

Mrs Houlihan, Henrik Hanssen - you may remember...

Oh yes, absolutely. Thank you for coming to see him.

Frannie? Mr Hanssen.

Pleased to meet you.

The ECG has come back clear. Chest pain has subsided.

It's good news - doesn't seem to be a problem with his heart. Possibly a panic attack.

Which is why I think we should have him transferred to Keller.

Or not.

I recommend cedar rose...

I'm sorry he must think he's at work.

How long has he been like this? Since before he collapsed today?

He got people mixed up at work.

The wrong people in the wrong boxes, if you know what I mean. Not very nice for the relatives.

I'd been saying to him that he should go see a doctor

but he wouldn't go.

Right, excuse me.

Right, anyone inspired to take a stab at a diagnosis -

apart from extraordinarily fast acting dementia?

There's nothing obvious, is there?

All right, chase up the scanner,

make sure we do the tumour markers and contact the psychs.

Let's hope somebody can make inroads with this.

I've got it.

So, what happened?

I was just changing beds when the alarm went off.

What, and you got out of there smartish?

I tried. There was so much smoke.

I couldn't see where I was going and I fell down the stairs.

It's a broken calcanium, right?

Fraid so.

Right. We need an ortho assessment for that and CT, ASAP.

Sacha, I mean Mr Levy.

I don't know what to say. About...

There really is no need.

No. Please. There is.

I don't know how you can even talk to me.

I heard you almost...

OK, all right, Ella.

It happened. We all wish it hadn't,

but it did.

But the most important thing is we're all OK now.

You know, I'm getting on with my life.

And I hope you're getting on with yours, too.

No doubt you'll have heard I'm facing the music tomorrow.

My Head of Year's making a decision

-whether I'm allowed to stay on or not.

-I'm really sorry.

What have you got to be sorry about?

The scanner slot's available now.

Great. Thank you.

All right, so, what do you want to happen?

Do you want to leave the course?

Well, I guess that's up to my Head of Year.

OK. This might seem like a funny question

but he sometimes seems like he's hallucinating, so...

-what about drug use?

-Frannie!

-I have to ask.

-Does he look like a junkie to you?

Sometimes people can accidentally take things.

He's a 63-year-old undertaker, he doesn't go clubbing.

What about alcohol?

-What about it!

-OK, I think we get the picture. Shall we leave it there?

Would you like a cup of coffee Mrs Houlihan? Tara.

Excuse me.

You might want to go easy on her, she's rather sensitive.

-Why, what did I say?

-Just get the coffee, yeah?

You've got to be kidding me.

It's just a letter, OK? A recommendation to her Dean...

Do you realise how busy we are out there.

Is that really the best use of your time?

-It'll only take me two minutes.

-Why are you helping her?

Because I don't want her to throw her entire career away

-because of one small mistake. That's why.

-Small mistake?!

-She left you bleeding to death. What did she say?

-Nothing.

I know you. You're such a soft touch.

She didn't ask me to do this, OK? I'm doing it because I want to.

I don't think you should be treating Ella.

I'll take over her case until we get her transferred. OK?

Would you excuse me?

Listen. I've been thinking.

I don't think you should take the job in Leeds.

Why?

I know it's a permanent position,

but you don't need to worry about money. I'm a consultant.

-I'm earning more than enough to support us.

-Are you being serious?

I think it's a mistake to accept the first permanent position

-when you might be able to find something better.

-Who do you think I am?

Thank you.

Jesse's scan.

-You got a CT slot?

-Yes. Well, no, actually,

I got him down there straight after his op.

I knew you had concerns.

What's wrong?

The CT scans have shown up a further problem.

You have something called a PEG fracture.

What does that mean?

It's a fracture in the bones of the neck.

I've broken my neck!

Essentially, yes.

Hello. I'd like to confirm my dinner reservation for tonight.

Williams.

Yep, for two.

Thank you.

So, how am I doing?

Temperature's up a little.

You're very lucky having someone like Mr Levy in your life.

Is that right?

He's been amazing to me, considering what happened.

He's a very kind man, isn't he?

Yes, he is.

Which also means he's very easy to take advantage of.

-I'm not...

-I don't want to have this conversation.

Look. I'm sorry for what happened. I really am.

But this isn't my fault. I'm not the one who...

Who what? Who stabbed him?

You may not have been holding the scalpel,

but you ARE the one who walked away and left him to die.

-I know.

-You did nothing.

-I froze...

The stabbing was an accident. You knew what you were doing.

Unlike Sacha, I can't just forgive and forget.

So if you have any compassion at all,

I would just leave him alone.

Hanssen tries this with all the new F1s. Sets a little challenge.

Divide and rule. I suggest we don't play ball -

we work together, double our resources.

-Sure.

-So what you got on Mr Houlihan?

Erm, just papers on hallucinogens. Drug related dysthymia,

hypomania, GAD, but nothing much matches.

Could it be alcohol?

Well, I was asking about that when you...

PHONE RINGS

Well why don't we...

Excuse me. Hello.

Nurse, can we order a tox screen for Francis Houlihan, please?

You always do minor surgery first, do you?

You don't think breaking his neck might've been the bigger deal!

We just got the scans back.

the injury didn't show up on the initial X-ray.

Am I going to be stuck like this!

No, no, this can be sorted.

-More surgery?

-We can fit a halo vest.

What's that?

It's a brace it stops all the movement

and allows the bones to heal.

For how long?

-Four months, maybe a little longer.

-No way...

But that's guaranteed to work?

No, there are no guarantees, I'm afraid.

So I can forget about the Europeans, right?

It can't just end here - he has to be able to run.

You wouldn't understand.

Yes, he would actually. Mr Hamilton's a sportsman himself.

So what if it'd been you lying here?

If someone had told you couldn't do the thing you loved.

There is another option. Surgery.

It has a much faster recovery time.

You could be back doing light training within a month.

-There we go then. No contest.

-But it's a very dangerous procedure.

There's a risk it could make things worse.

-How could it be worse?

-You could end up in a wheelchair or...

Or what? I could die?

The risks are significantly greater with this.

Also, there's a waiting list for spinal neurosurgeons,

we wouldn't be able to get you in for a couple of days at least.

And if something happens in the meantime and the injury gets worse,

you'd be prepared to let that happen?

Or I could do it - the procedure.

You'd forgo the spinal neurosurgeon

but you wouldn't have the risk of waiting.

Do it.

I know statistics show that 50% of people

with your condition die within five years.

-I've had it for seven with no symptoms.

-You're beating the odds, and long may that continue.

Some people survive it completely. There is a report, here, here, I'll show you

Dr Lo, my first duty is to the patients of this hospital.

I have no symptoms!

Unfortunately that might not always be the case.

If this tumour should grow you could become confused, have seizures.

What then?

In surgery, prescribing medication, dealing with an emergency.

-Now, as I've said, my first duty of care...

-Please.

..is to patients and other members of staff.

I need this work. I need to be able to carry on.

I understand, but frankly I don't think it's going to be possible.

Hi. How you doing?

We're still waiting on your CT results.

Yeah.

I just thought, after we talked...

I've written a letter to your Head of College.

Just in case it helps.

I don't think you and I should have any further contact.

Why not?

I'd like another doctor, please.

OK, fine. In fact Sister Williams is in the process of arranging...

So why are you still here?

Just...

go.

-Thank you, Jesse.

-No worries.

Heading off already? You've only just got back.

Does Hanssen know you're skiving off?

No, I have an appointment.

-An appointment?

-Yeah.

So you won't be interested in hearing Francis's tox results?

You said this needed a spinal guy, right?

And you're not a spinal guy?

So what makes you think you can do it?

How do I know I can trust you to do this?

If you want somebody else, that's fine by me.

But there's nobody else in this hospital

as qualified as I am to get you through this.

-So?

-Can you tell Zahid to give us a minute.

-I don't want him weighing in.

-Sure.

So there isn't any doubt in your mind.

You really believe you can do this?

Hundred percent.

Well, something must've happened...

-What?

-I don't know but one minute it feels like

she's trying to reach out to me, the next she wants another doctor.

Right, there she is. A splenic haematoma. There's more bleeding here, too.

So what does that mean? A splenectomy?

Yup. So who's going to do it?

Well, not you, she's already said she doesn't want you treating her.

Anyway, you're off soon.

Please tell me this isn't about a night out?

No, of course not.

It'd be easier if someone else was dealing with her,

but I just think she and I both need to sort this.

You need to move on.

Anyway I'm worried about her because I checked earlier

and she's taking Citalopram for depression.

That's not your problem.

The bottom line is she needs to get to theatre

and I'm the only surgeon on the ward.

So how clearer does she need to be? She doesn't want you to treat her.

OK, fine. Then I'll just have to go to her and say

either I operate or she bleeds to death.

That should do the trick.

So this is all he needs, vitamin B1?

Intravenously at first,

but when he goes home he can take the pill form.

Neurologists will confirm it but we think Francis is suffering from something

called Wernicke-Korsakoff syndrome.

It's a posh way of saying that he's not processing Vitamin B.

It's something that affects heavy drinkers. They lose the ability to be able to process the vitamin.

I've already told you, he doesn't drink.

We ran a tox screen and a high level of alcohol in Francis's bloodstream.

Maybe you weren't aware?

I hoped it was something else.

-You'll do a different kind of funeral I expect.

-Frannie, you're in hospital.

Has he been drinking heavily for a long time?

I kept it quiet. It's a family business, you know.

You don't think his health is more important than a business?

-I think what my colleague is...

-Not to Frannie, no.

Look, he's tried for ages to give it up -

he's functioned OK, with me beside him.

Yes, but he won't any more. He needs proper help. You both do.

I've got a business card somewhere, for when the time comes.

Will he get better?

-He'll improve physically.

-What do you mean "physically"?

We'll book him on a rehab programme, for detox.

-And he'll be all right?

-It's very difficult to say.

Look, will you just tell me?!

Yes. Some of the damage will be permanent.

Right.

Thank you.

Presumably now that we know what we're looking at,

you'll be zipping him over to one of our spinal neurosurgical colleagues.

Actually, no. I'm going to be doing the surgery myself.

Really?

And have you done it before?

Yes.

How many times?

A few.

Well, you're either brave or stupid.

If you get it wrong you'll kill him, you do know that.

Look, Dan, I admire your ambition, but...

You think I'm over-reaching myself?

-I'm just pointing out the risks.

-Which I'm fully aware of.

And why, I was going to ask you to join me in theatre.

Given the complexity, I'd like a GS Consultant with me.

Look, this is extremely delicate surgery.

A PEG fracture is something only a surgeon at the very top of their game would consider.

Well, thank you for the vote of confidence, Serena.

Why not take the path of least resistance, get the patient transferred?

They're prepping Jesse for theatre.

I didn't ask to be brought here. I won't have you treat me.

There must be someone else who can do a splenectomy.

Please, just look at the extent of the haematoma.

Why would you jeopardise yourself like this?

I can choose and I'm choosing.

Well, do you know what? I'm over-riding your decision because

this simply is not rational. OK, I'm sorry, Ella.

Mr Hanssen, please. Sister Williams.

How's the coach?

He's concerned.

That I'm not up to the job, you mean.

No, I didn't say that.

He just wants to be present for the op.

How about you? Do you think I'm over-reaching?

No, I think you trust in your instincts.

And I think if you believe you can do it, then of course you can.

Six months, a year ago,

I would have bottled it. Made an excuse.

But these last few weeks I've felt like anything was possible.

That sounds ridiculous, doesn't it?

No, not at all. I know exactly what you mean.

Can we just forget about all that Leeds nonsense?

-Dan, we should talk about this later.

-Just reassure me.

-I've got to make my own life.

-And where do I fit into that?

I don't know. I don't know yet.

Look, this is all pretty new, it's early days.

-I see. Don't ask, don't tell? That's how it works?

-What?

You go to Leeds, see other guys, see each other for the odd weekend till you meet someone else.

-What are you talking about?

-That's how it works, the gay scene.

We really should talk about this later.

-After all I've done for you. I told my father.

-Don't.

Don't you dare lay that on me. I was not the reason you came out.

I'd never have done it if I hadn't met you.

Leeds is only three and a half hours away.

I'm sorry you have so little faith in us. In me.

I'm supposed to give up my dream job just because you want me to?

Where are you going? I thought you were staying for the op?

My shift's finished.

-Hey.

-What do you want?

-Serena's looking for you. She doesn't think she'll be able to join you.

-No, course not,

-doesn't want to be implicated when it all goes wrong.

-You OK?

-I'm not going to just abandon this kid because Serena Campbell thinks she knows better.

-Good for you.

So...

..who's assisting?

I thought you were in Serena's camp.

You want me in on this or not?

I understand there's history, I understand all that,

but she still needs to be treated.

-Mr Levy, do we have a problem?

-No.

That's very odd because Sister Williams seems to think we do.

-Ella Barnes.

-Yes, I'm aware, I've been brought up to speed.

She wanted another surgeon, I called Mr Hanssen

and he's agreed to take the case.

There's no need.

Even if there were no history between you, then surely you'd value support?

You've been manning the barricades single-handedly. Just think of me as the cavalry.

-But we're coping, Mr Hanssen, we're fine.

-Clearly not with Ms Barnes.

-Now presumably she has a theatre slot, does she?

-No, not yet.

Then kindly arrange one, please.

Let me know when it's booked and ask another nurse to prep her.

-Dissecting through the muscle.

-Easy, slowly.

Damn.

-It's the superior thyroid artery.

-I'm going to tie it off.

-No point, just pack it.

-There is too much blood.

OK, I need clips and Vicryl.

What's she doing here?

I hope he knows what he's doing.

I'm sure your friend's in good hands.

Bleeding's stopped. Good.

So you just thought you'd go over my head?

-I was just trying to help.

-Help who?

If you've got a problem with me, Chrissie, then say so.

You're supposed to back me up. Not undermine me.

Let's just forget about today.

Let's get changed, get to the restaurant early, have a drink.

Do you know what? I don't give a damn about dinner right now.

I can't go anywhere until I know she's OK.

Sacha, please.

Ella's being prepped for theatre is she, presumably?

-I doubt it. They're still waiting for a theatre slot.

-Where is she?

Chrissie?

She's taken all her stuff.

Drill.

So...

C2

OK, good position on both planes,

but it's a bit lateral. Be really careful.

Better?

Yeah.

Right. Depth is good. Can I get an X-ray please?

On the monitor.

That's wrong.

It's way off.

Damn, I can't get the right angle.

I'm going to have to readjust it.

Dan, you can't keep drilling it - if you lose position you'll kill him.

-What's he doing?

-Everything OK, Mr Hamilton?

Actually, it's not. How the hell am I supposed to do this with you two

watching my every move?

Dan?

I'd like you to leave, please. NOW.

Mr Khan, please...

He seems completely out of control.

Please don't worry, Mr Khan, I'm sure it'll be fine.

What's going on?

He doesn't know what he's doing.

-Mr Hamilton asked us both to leave.

-Is he OK?

I really hope so.

You all right?

He has to fix him. If anything happens,

I'll never forgive myself.

They're going to check with the police.

She's not answering her mobile.

-What are you doing now?

-I'm calling Hanssen.

Sacha, please.

She's bleeding out badly. OK? If she loses consciousness it could be fatal.

-Yes I know that but...

-What?

Come on, Dan, you can do this.

You're so close.

Dan.

Come on, Dan.

We need to do this now.

Can I have the drill, please?

-Dr Lo, I have an urgent splenectomy on AAU.

-Just hear me out.

-I won't take too much of your time, I promise.

-Right.

You said at some point I might become ill

and then perhaps it wouldn't be safe for me to practise.

-Am I understanding that correctly?

-Yes, you are.

Well, other staff in this hospital have health issues too.

Mr Hope, for instance, he has a heart condition,

and Mr Griffin, isn't he in remission from cancer?

Have you said the same thing to them?

Because, quite frankly, you ought to.

I mean, with me, there's only a hypothetical risk.

I'm not ill at the moment. Your own tests have confirmed that.

But either of them, they could relapse at any point.

There is a fundamental difference, the hospital is aware of their conditions.

Right, so it's all about trust?

-I didn't tell you.

-Yes, it is, essentially.

Well then, monitor me.

Mr Hope and Mr Griffin, they undergo regular tests,

you can do the same with me.

If we did a regular CT we'd know exactly where we are with it.

No-one else needs to know.

I get to keep my job and you get to keep a decent F1.

May I assume that a decent F1 has found a diagnosis for Mr Houlihan?

Wernicke-Korsakoff syndrome. Vitamin B1 deficiency brought on by his heavy drinking.

Look, Mr Hanssen, I'm sorry I lied to you.

Any change and I'll tell you straight away.

If the tumour becomes active?

Then I walk away.

The slightest change, I need to know immediately, Dr Lo.

Absolutely.

Well, we had a few moments...

..but we got there in the end.

He's going to be OK.

Mr Hamilton, well done. Everyone's saying you were amazing in there.

-Thank you.

-Be signing autographs next.

So?

OK, fair enough, I take it all back.

More than that, actually, I apologise.

I should never have underestimated you.

Apology accepted.

Though, frankly, I think I can be forgiven for being a tad sceptical -

orthopod with a PEG fracture.

I'm afraid he left.

Shame. We could do with more decent,

not to mention handsome, young men around here.

He'll be missed.

Well, one less distraction.

Security have checked CCTV, presumably?

Yeah, Sacha's with them now.

The police are on their way to her flat,

they're going to question her house-mates and her friends.

Strange behaviour though, just to get up and leave.

-I mean with her medical knowledge you'd have thought she realised...

-Ah, here we go.

Perhaps we've been focusing too much on the consequences to Mr Levy

and thereby failing to care adequately for our patient.

They found her on the third floor. Extremely tachycardic and hypotensive,

-not regained consciousness.

-Straight to theatre please.

-She's in VF.

-Recovery!

Charging 200 please. Clear.

1 milligram adrenalin and push in fluids.

Hang on, hang on, she's back.

-Theatre, please.

-Can I assist?

No, we must respect her wishes.

We did it.

Yeah.

So what's up?

Nobody's died.

Listen, I've got something I need to tell you.

I fell asleep at the wheel.

So when you miss the Europeans, you can blame me.

Once you're out of here, if you want to pursue legal action,

all of that, I'll understand.

At the very least, you'll want to get a new coach.

Why did you fall asleep?

You push the both of us.

I get to sleep in the van and you always drive.

I knew I should've pulled over.

So?! Mistake. Fine, it happens.

But I'm going to recover, and I'll compete.

This is a two man team.

Nothing's going to change that.

Hey.

-Sorry.

-There's nothing to apologise for.

Listen, you've made it work this far,

so don't give up on him.

Well, I've put up with all manner of grief over the years.

The secret drinking, mood swings, and I've stood by him,

but if he's got something that's affecting his mind,

I can't help him.

She needed support.

So do you.

Don't you think I'm old enough...

If you'd seen your face when she walked in this morning.

It was like you'd seen a ghost.

Yes, OK, it was a shock.

But then I quickly realised that she's just

a vulnerable kid who got out of her depth.

I just wanted to say you've been fantastic.

Thank you so very much.

Really, really brilliant. Thank you. Thank you, too.

Don't tell me. He's going to name his first born Daniel.

God no.

He's going to name ALL his children Daniel.

You know, for a moment there,

-I really thought you were going to bottle it.

-Me? Never.

But then you suddenly got this burst of energy from somewhere.

Or someone.

I'd rather not, if you don't mind.

All right. You know what I love about operations like today's?

I feel sure you're about to tell me.

It's scary as hell.

You're taking a huge risk.

If it goes wrong, you could ruin their life.

If you get it right, there's nothing that can touch it.

Yeah.

Dan, you two have a real chance here.

16 years he's been carrying a candle for you.

And if you let that go...

Thanks for the advice, but I'm afraid that ship has sailed.

Like the great philosopher Kravitz once said,

"It ain't over till it's over."

So, what do I do?

-Looks like she's going to be OK.

-That's a relief.

Relatively speaking, a straightforward procedure.

Oh, good. That's great.

You're both free to leave now.

-Can I just check on her, make sure she's...

-I think you've done enough for today, don't you?

Like I say, I'm so sorry to haul you back in,

I could've probably popped these in the post, but I thought this would be quicker.

-Make sure you get paid on time anyway.

-Right.

And I don't know about you,

but there's nothing I hate more than unfinished business.

So if you could just sign here and here.

Yes, we seem to be keeping HR rather busy today.

What with you heading off,

and one of our consultants resigning out of the blue.

I thought maybe dinner was off.

Well, it took you ages to book the table.

And let's be honest it's all you've talked about for weeks.

Well, we could take a rain check. Or you can take someone else.

I completely understand.

Well, I've already phoned all the women in my little black book,

and sadly they're all busy.

Ella's in recovery. I thought maybe you might want to check on her.

You going to come?

It's OK, I'll see you outside.

So, it would appear that you've completely lost your mind.

Really?

I was thinking I've just made the most sensible decision of my life.

To move up north?

Absolutely.

Well, what if I've changed MY mind?

I mean Leeds might be too limiting after all.

I was thinking more Ibiza, Miami, Mykonos...

You know, seeing other people,

you know, cos that's what the gay life is.

Ah yes, the whole wisecracking irony thing,

something else I've got to master.

I don't want you to change a single thing about yourself.

I didn't have you down as the romantic type, Mr Malick.

Ditto.

Throwing his career away for a hot nurse.

Sheer madness.

Someone's trying to tell me something, aren't they?

Tell you what?

I'm not supposed to be a doctor.

No, don't say that.

If anything, I feel liberated.

I've been fighting for so long for something that wasn't right.

You were so kind, and calm, and professional.

I could never do what you do.

Now, you listen to me...

You do whatever makes you happy.

(SHE WHISPERS) Thank you, Sacha.

Have you ever actually been to Leeds?

Of course.

I went to the test match at Headingley.

That's cricket, right?

God, I've got so much to teach you.

Listen, I can promise you, even if we're together

for the next 40 years, I will never, ever learn to like cricket.

-Yeah, we'll see.

-No. We won't. It's not open for discussion.

I can be very persuasive.

I know you can.

-Hi.

-I'll catch you up.

You seem really happy.

Yeah, well, life is good.

Yeah, yeah, it is.

You look nice. Doing anything exciting this evening?

Not especially. Just spending it with my...

with Sacha.

And you?

Much the same.

Well, have a good evening.

Take care of yourself.

You too.

How is he?

The same. But comfortable.

He'll be glad to see you.

I took the hearse back. They need it tomorrow.

I told the staff.

There's not much point in keeping it secret now, is there?

I brought him some clean pyjamas and food.

He always was a fussy eater.

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey.

Good teamwork today.

Yeah.

How about I buy you that coffee?

Oh, hold the doors, please.

Thank you.

'Doors closing.'

Mr Hanssen, we finally got to the bottom of things

with Francis Houlihan.

-It was Wernicke-Korsakoff.

-So I gather.

Took an F1 to show you the light though, I hear.

'Ground floor. Doors opening'

Until tomorrow, Dr Lo.

So much for team work.

Ollie!

Wow. You look...

Wow.

Is she OK?

Yeah, she'll be fine.

-You took your time.

-Oh, God. We're too late for the restaurant.

We've missed the table. I'm so sorry.

Who cares? Snooty waiters, tiny portions.

Listen...

I understand.

Just when you thought you'd put it all behind you,

it brought it all back, didn't it?

I love you.

I really do.

Likewise.

I'm the luckiest guy in the world.

I wake up every morning

and I actually can't believe that you're my...

Go on.

Life partner?

Squeeze?

Lady friend?

Significant other?

-How about wife?

-Well, yeah, that would work,

but technically we'd have to be...

Well, I prefer it to "lady friend".

You're serious?

Why not?

Yeah.

Why the hell not?

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