Chasing Demons Holby City

I was asked to a board meeting.

They've asked me to facilitate Mr Tilly's transfer.

Am I to be moved from my case?

Mr Hanssen, do you disagree with the changes the government are bringing in?

-Aisha Bowes, 22, she's only been on the list seven days.

-I'm here for the heart.

I just need your consent form.

I'm not signing them.

Aisha has just formerly declined the heart.

Looking for these.

You've developed an addiction to camoxidan.

If you've been taking as many as I think you have then this could kill you.

I need to hear you say it.

I need you to help me.

Thank you.

What for?

For kidnapping me.

Ah, well my pleasure.

No, it can't have been much fun the state that I was in.

You weren't that bad, really.

The vomit was a bit of a turn off,

but the smell's nearly gone this morning.

I could stay here for ever, Luc.

If you're not ready...?

No, I got to face it at some point.

Eddi...

You said you had qualms about the reforms.

I said that off the record, yes.

And would you like to share them?

No, I wouldn't.

Yes, but if you have concerns, you should address them

to the relevant minister, shouldn't you?

Mr Hanssen, do you disagree with the changes the government are bringing in?

Yes, in their current form I disagree with them.

Please, please.

Ah. Oh!

I know it's been tough, but you're doing really well. Just one tablet a day now.

I thought it was two?

No, day six of withdrawal, so we lower the dose.

OK, well you're the doctor.

If you feel you're not coping, you just say, OK.

Complete honesty from now on.

I'm going to need my phone back then.

Yeah, I suppose you will need this to call your dealer.

You're funny(!)

See you there.

How's it going, Dr Frankenstein?

Still waiting for that bolt of lightning?

Mock all you like. It's almost there.

After what, only the nine years in development?

Ten, to be precise.

Well, everyone needs a hobby.

Do I detect the slightest hint of professional jealousy?

I hate to break this to you, Elliot,

-but there are plenty of other artificial hearts out there.

-Not like this one.

Herzig 3 is designed to piggy back an existing heart or

completely replace it.

It's not about putting a machine inside a body,

it's about giving a very sick person a life worth living.

If you showed that to a cardiologist, he'd say,

"That's a normal human heart."

It's ready for trial.

SIREN SOUNDS

PHONE RINGS

Hey, Luc.

No, I'm just having a bit of a fight with my hair.

Oh dear, looks like baby Herzig just crashed,

and you can't even shock him.

It's Aisha.

Look, I'll see you later, anyway.

Of course, you're doing the interviews.

Aren't we honoured(?)

Yes, you are.

How many have we got?

Five, you've got some pretty good candidates.

Right, great. Listen, I finish in the ED about 12:30.

-Why don't I just come and pick you up?

-Yeah, OK.

You fancy a coffee before we meet the masses?

Yes, please. Daniel was up half the night. He had a hacking cough.

Sounds like a woman desperate in need of a triple chocolate muffin.

I love you, Charlie Fairhead.

There's an extra shot in there, right? Hey, listen, Chrissie.

I'm really sorry about what happened at your wedding.

I'm surprised you even remember.

Mr Hope, Aisha deteriorated overnight

and then I found her collapsed in a corridor.

Right, falling cardiac output, falling blood pressure, declining kidney function.

Well, the echo shows that her left ventricle is now massively

dilated with an ejection fraction of 12%.

Poor Aisha.

It's hard to have sympathy for someone who refused

the only thing that might save her.

Ordinary mortals feel fear and make hasty decisions.

But you wouldn't know anything about that, would you?

Aisha, what on earth were you doing out of bed?

Well, no more wanderings, OK? Till you feel a bit stronger.

How's that going to happen if I just lie about in bed all day?

We can do something to help your heart work more efficiently.

Insert an intra-aortic balloon pump catheter.

Your cardiac output and oxygenation will improve significantly.

So I'll be able to move about again?

No, I'm afraid not, you'll be attached to the pump.

That's what makes it function.

Just gets better and better.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

It's cool. No harm's done.

But I've got coffee everywhere, I'm such an idiot.

Try to carry too much. A lazy man's burden, my Nana says.

Just chill out, yeah?

I can't, it's my interview today and I was doing some last-minute revision

and a bird - pfft! - all over my Nurse's Manual. That's got to be a bad omen.

No! That's lucky! You're going to walk through it now. Nothing to worry about.

Hey Mary-Claire. To what do we owe the pleasure?

I'm working with you guys today, for my sins.

But I'm on today.

Oh, Chrissie said she wanted us both on.

You know, so there's cover when we go for interview?

You're going up for it too?

But I thought you were already permanent?

Well, I thought I'd make more money being agency, but I was wrong.

Besides I just love Keller.

OK, let's get him in bed five, please. Thanks.

Nurse McKee. Welcome back.

Michael, hey.

And Mr Hemingway. I did not realise that hangovers were contagious.

You're not happy. We get it.

Well, with good reason.

While you two were bumping uglies in the love bus,

I've been busting my balls in front of Hanssen and the Board

trying to clear AAU of drug theft.

And?

-We should find out later today.

-Look, I know that I've let you down but that will not happen again, OK?

-Right now I just want to do my job.

-All right, here's your chance.

Clear bed eight, please.

Right, this is Ashley Seddon. He's 21.

He was found collapsed in the High Street.

Drunk. ED have queried a head injury,

but his GCS is ten which doesn't really tally, does it?

We're waiting on the initial test results.

All right, let's get him on the bed. Ready, on my count.

One, two, three.

Ashley! Can you hear me? You're in the hospital.

Pupils responsive. It doesn't look like a usual head injury.

OK, he's very sweaty.

He's tachycardic.

He's diabetic.

OK, he's having a hypo. We need 250 mils of dextrose IV

straight away, please.

-No easing in gently.

-Bring it on.

Come back later when they know something.

I'm not sharing with a bloke.

I'm sorry, I guess there's nowhere else for him.

This is a wind up?

I'm sure they'll move him when there's a bed free.

Might help alleviate the boredom in the meantime.

Cal Mason. 24 years old.

He's had the assist device for six months now,

but he's deteriorated drastically in the last couple of days.

-I'm worried there could be some infection.

-Or it may just need re-synchronising.

Professor Hope, Mr Hanssen's office is on the phone.

He's scheduled a Clinical Leads meeting.

Can I not have just one day when I am allowed do my job?

Where am I?

It's OK, you're in the hospital.

Don't touch me.

Well, you can't go anywhere. You've just had a hypo.

-I'm not staying here, no way.

-Ash.

-I said, get off me!

Get back in your bed. Get back into bed! Now, or I call security!

Oh my, God. I'm bleeding!

That because you behaved like a Neanderthal

and pulled your drip out.

Luc, calm down.

I'll deal with you in a minute, Nurse McKee.

What. What?

You're hurt. You're bleeding.

Am I? I'd forgotten how much fun this job could be.

Eddi, you OK?

Yeah, it's just a scratch. He didn't know what he was doing.

Good to have you back on the frontline.

It's good to be back.

Eddi, you don't have to act like you're invincible.

I'm not. But I'd better go and get myself cleaned up. OK.

Well, you could eat your dinner off that floor now, Sister Williams.

Great, thanks for that.

Well, I'm a team player. Whatever needs doing,

you can rely on me.

Much appreciated.

Chantelle!

Chantelle! Are you with us today?

Sorry, Sister Williams, it's just this interview.

Yeah, I can tell you're a bit nervous.

Maybe a bit of work will help you take your mind off it.

Right, we've got a referral from ED. A Mr Baz Herrod.

He's a 51 year old. Intermittent severe diarrhoea.

Some blood in his stools. Pain and discomfort in his lower abdomen.

Oh, poor man.

Now, I'd like half-hourly obs. Starting from now.

Mr Hanssen's on his way down, so concentrate.

Mr Herrod? I'm Nurse Lane,

I'll be looking after you today.

Thank you so much. I'm sorry to be a nuisance.

Don't be silly, it's what I'm here for.

So when did all of this start?

Haven't been right since I got back from Africa.

I took my mother to Kenya.

Oh, really? I'd love to go on safari.

I bet you saw some amazing sights.

Elephants by moonlight, a lioness with her new born cubs,

even swam in a crocodile-infested river.

You didn't? With your mum?

Oh no, she's not the adventurous type.

-Enjoyed the Sundowner cocktails though.

-That would be me.

Oh, you are suffering.

Thought it would pass, but it seems to be getting worse.

Not to worry. Mr Hanssen will sort you out.

The Mr Hanssen? From the news?

He's famous now. And he's going to treat you!

Oi!

I'm Cal, by the way, in case you're interested.

Dr Lo!

Is everything all right?

How long till he's moved?

The drugs, they can make people very aggressive.

I want this sorted out now.

I'll go and see what's happening.

So, what brings you here? The food?

The ambience?

Would you leave me alone if I told you?

Possibly.

End stage heart disease, plus leukaemia.

In remission now.

Cancer and heart disease.

Can't compete with that.

So, I'm stuck here with you instead of being at home

with my boyfriend.

I look forward to meeting him.

Not sure he can make it today.

-Shouldn't be too long, the bed...

-Oh he really loves you then?

-What?

You're dangerously ill.

If he cared, he'd make it his business to be here.

You don't even know me.

I know what it's like at four in the morning.

You and the grim reaper having a private party,

while everyone else is out clubbing. Off their faces.

Living a life.

Nothing in your blood results to raise the alarm.

Bit of a mystery.

And your blood pressure's normal, as is your temperature.

But, your abdomen is swollen.

And I've been losing weight.

Mr Herrod's a bit of a modern day Tarzan. He's been to Africa,

-swimming with crocodiles and everything.

-Amazing you lived to tell the tale.

Not exactly with them, but in rivers where they've been seen.

I see. How long have you been back?

-Two weeks.

-Well, that seems about right.

Right for what?

Amoebic dysentery.

I've got an amoeba?

It seems the likely explanation. Given your recent contact with contaminated water

and your other symptoms. Nurse Lane, continue IV fluids, please,

and we'll need a stool sample to confirm the diagnosis.

But, I've already given one.

Well, we need a series of three.

And if that confirms the diagnosis,

we'll put you on medication to kill the amoebas in your blood.

Is it, a long...process?

It can be, the diagnosis certainly can be. But don't worry,

we'll make you as comfortable as we can.

-Thank you. Thank you, so much.

-Pleasure.

Can I just say how much I admire you for standing up for the patient.

Your marvellous reputation, well deserved.

Ahh. Hear! Hear!

Told you he was good.

Oi! Nurse!

It's all right. I'll deal with him from now on.

The nightmare patients are my speciality. Do you remember that?

-Even so...

-Nurse! Over here!

Look, will you just let me do my job? It's fine.

OK.

-Hey, you.

-Hey.

Sacha. I feel terrible about everything.

-It's OK.

-I was bang out of order.

No, look, just don't worry about it.

OK?

So, is everything all right with you?

-It is now, yeah.

-Nurse!

Better go.

Eddi...

it's good to see you.

Now, as words are meaningless without action. I have a proposal,

for all of you.

I have funding that has been ring-fenced,

with the express purpose of developing a programme that

will promote medical advancement at Holby.

I'm looking for ideas that could transform

the lives of our most critically ill patients.

And I would like those ideas by the end of the day, please.

Mr Hanssen, forgive me,

but has this money been "ring-fenced" with the Board's approval?

The Board are aware of my intentions, yes.

But not the speed at which you intend to progress them?

Does it matter? As long as the money's there?

We have to be completely transparent,

and respect the process.

So, I would like to lodge my objection.

Duly noted. Anyone else?

Then I won't waste any more of your valuable time.

Miss Campbell, one more thing.

From next week you will be working on AAU.

Excuse me?

Oh, I think when you see the figures you will

realise that this is the most cost effective approach.

I know that is most important to you.

Is everything all right?

I'm sorry about earlier. I never meant to...

You're lucky I didn't punch you back.

Bet you've got a mean right hook.

Mr Seddon, you are a diabetic, Type 1.

This is your fourth admission since June.

It was a big night. Mate's Stag.

Four hypos in as many months does suggest you're not managing your condition.

I'll be a good boy from now on. Promise.

-Diabetes isn't something you can just ignore.

-Here we go. The big lecture.

Is he always this dull?

-Fail to take this seriously and you could go blind.

-Yeah. yeah. yeah.

Suffer renal failure, cardiovascular disease,

you could lose a limb through gangrene, or you could die. It's not a joke.

-I think it's hilarious.

-Really, well I hope you feel the same when there's a surgeon

standing over you with a saw about to amputate your leg.

You've got no idea what it's like to be 21 years old and live,

day in, day out with this. I'd rather die,

than live like a monk.

Intelligent choice. Well done.

Luc, do you know what? He's misjudged his insulin.

There's no real harm done.

See, she understands. Don't you, darling?

-Knows what it's like to party.

-You know nothing about her!

Luc, it's fine.

You fancy her or something? Cos she's way out of your league.

Hey, hey. I'm trying to get back to normal, all right?

Coming back to work and trying to prove to everyone here that

I can just that do my job.

You are drawing attention to us and making it ten times worse.

I can handle patients like him in my sleep.

I don't need you charging in every five minutes

on your white stead.

Here, I'm a nurse and you are a doctor.

Please, let's get on with it.

You just... don't seem to be yourself.

As a colleague, I can't help but be concerned.

No need.

A burden is lighter on the shoulders of others.

Forces are gathering, I suppose.

May not be much time left to act.

Hence, the funding issue?

I have to ensure that it's used for the good of our patients.

I will not allow the Board to re-allocate it.

But, they have final approval, surely.

I have progressed this to the point where

I have the authority to sign the paperwork.

And I intend to execute that right. Before it's too late.

Any luck with the stool sample yet?

No, but maybe if you just leave me alone for a while.

I feel a bit tense.

Typical, isn't it? All that diarrhoea and then nothing

just when you need it. It's like me with men.

Feast or famine.

It goes in waves.

So, is your mum coming in to see you?

Oh, no. Not today.

She lives in Taunton now.

-Maybe tomorrow.

-Anyone else I can call?

Your wife, maybe?

No. It's my mother's. Got too loose for her, arthritis.

Ah, poor lady. Good for her though going to Africa with arthritis.

Can I just take your blood pressure?

Oh, do you need something from the pharmacy? I can get it.

It's not mine. It's my lodger's.

Oh yeah, Martin. Is he coming in?

No, I'll hold on to that, thank you. And would you mind?

All these questions. It's very tiring.

Sorry, I know I can go on.

Have you been offered any tea, Mr Herrod?

No. I haven't.

I was just going to.

No problem, I'll do it.

Got to keep you well hydrated, haven't we?

So I hear you're battling a tropical disease?

Don't get many of those at Holby.

Your wife must be really worried.

-He lives with a man.

-Oh, I see.

No, his lodger.

Not that it's anyone's business.

Sorry, I didn't mean to...

Tea coming right up.

-You're all right.

-Thanks.

That doctor's an uptight dick, though.

Yeah, well he's a bit of a slow burner.

Right, Ash, I need to do your blood pressure.

You OK?

It's hot in here, right? Gets really hot.

That's an interesting tattoo.

Royal Tank Regiment. My family's all in the army.

You next then?

They don't want me. Cos I'm insulin dependent.

A liability.

Right.

All I've ever wanted since I were a kid.

Shot down in flames.

So you drink your way through it then.

I could lie to you. Say I'll stop.

Take my insulin like a good boy, but I know I won't.

Cos that's when all this disappears for five minutes.

Sorry, but I'm not ready to give that up.

-Sorry, to interrupt. Can I have a word?

-Yeah.

Michael's looking for you. Something about the investigation.

OK...will you give me a minute...a minute.

What you reading?

Thought you weren't interested?

Bored.

Prefer DVDs.

Japanese horror mainly.

Bet you're into angst-ridden indie movies.

You can borrow them if you like.

Ah, McKee! You should be the first to hear.

The investigation has exonerated our department

and laid the blame squarely with Dr Schneider.

Ah, that's great. Thank you.

So, hey. This time keep control of that drugs cabinet.

All right, don't screw it up.

Er...

Hey, Professor Hope.

Erm, I just thought I'd let you know that Aisha's obs are fine.

And that's the only reason you're here?

Well, I heard the lab had sent a prototype.

Can I take a look?

I know it's confidential, but it looks...extraordinary.

Not so top secret now.

Can I see it working?

Sadly, no.

But I thought it was ready to trial?

And with Mr Hanssen's fund.

Word gets around.

Well, who else would he give it to? This is brilliant.

I'm not applying.

We had a set back this morning. It would mean re-testing,

studies, it could take years.

But aren't you really close?

Maybe it's doomed to failure,

and it would be throwing good money after bad.

I wouldn't want to be responsible for squandering Mr Hanssen's

precious fund for a pipe dream.

Post-op patient in here, needs his IV changing.

Not a problem.

OK.

MACHINE BEEPS

-Problem?

-Er, no, it's just the machine. I don't know what's wrong with it.

I'll get someone to come and take a look at it.

OK, thanks.

Everything OK?

I've lost my phone.

Well, it's all right, I'll look out for it.

Thank you.

Swim With Dolphins.

-What is it?

-Things to try before you die.

People like us tend to think about stuff like that.

You wouldn't get it.

Surfing in Hawaii might be a bit of a stretch. Bungee jumping,

nope.

-Must be something you can do.

-Kiss a total stranger.

Excuse me!

Yes, mate.

We think you're doing a great job, mate!

Oh, thanks.

I can't believe you did that!

What about you?

Me?

You don't qualify.

Call it forward planning.

Um, I don't know.

Learn the Oxford Book of Clinical Diagnosis off by heart?

Way too dull. It's supposed to be fun.

I've got "learn how to drive".

You can't drive?

Saw this science programme once.

Said that in a situation where you can choose between life and death,

like standing on the edge of a cliff,

there's this thing in our brain that goes, "What if, go on, do it, jump."

And?

I always felt like if I got behind the wheel.

I might just crack. Put my foot down.

Keep it there, till...

You're seriously insane.

Yeah, well. Wish I'd done it now.

Got to be better than just lying here...waiting.

Mr Herrod?

Mr Herrod?

Any luck with your samples?

Mr Herrod? You all right?

What you doing? Get away from me.

Sorry, you didn't answer. I just wanted to check you were OK.

Mr Herrod.

No.

-Mr Herrod, I didn't mean to upset you.

-No, how could you?

-I didn't mean to upset you.

-What's going on?

Get her away from me, now!

Can I help?

I've never felt so invaded in my life. I'm in pain,

stomach problems and she's there

in the gents, spying on me.

I was worried, you didn't answer.

Not only that. She's been going through my things,

asking incessant questions about my personal life.

-I think you just need to calm down.

-No.

I demand a different nurse. This one is completely incompetent.

I want her!

Come on then, Mr Herrod. Let's get you back to bed.

I don't want to worry you,

but Charlie Fairhead's doing the interviews.

Even if we replace the L VAD the outcome will still be the same.

Not good news, I take it.

-Cal's right ventricle's now failing, and the heart's enlarged.

-I see.

The severe infection rules out transplant.

So, what can we do for him?

Better go and tell him, Dr Lo.

Oh no.

Not much further. It's this green one here.

Sure your mum won't mind?

I drive it all the time.

-You OK?

-Yeah, you?

Yeah, going to do this.

Cos if I'm going to end up attached to a machine for the rest of my life,

I deserve one last adventure.

Need to sign out some morphine for my spinal patient.

I need the key to the DDA.

I gave it back to Eddi.

-What?

-Yeah, she didn't she tell you? We are all in the clear.

So, she's back in charge.

Stop panicking. It won't help.

But look. They love her.

I might as well give up now.

That job's got your name on it. Trust me.

Talent will out.

I'm not sure Charlie thinks I'm very talented, after what happened before.

Well good luck! And fate's on your side, remember?

The bird poop has spoken!

What are you doing?

Getting some diamorphine for Sacha. What does it look like I'm doing?

You didn't tell me you had the key.

Well, I haven't had the chance.

We had a contract. We made a contract. Complete honesty.

You getting that key's a big step.

Michael trusts me.

Michael doesn't know the truth.

I can't do this. You on my back, 24/7.

-Watching my every move.

-Turn out your pockets.

What?

Please, just...

OK, happy now?

And when you look in the cupboard for the stuff, as you no doubt will,

you'll find it's all there. Thank you for the support.

So, now you lift your foot off the clutch.

Till you feel it bite. That's it.

I can't do this.

It's just a knack. Come on, gear in neutral.

Ignition on, OK,

you lift your foot off the clutch really slowly this time.

Yay!

Push down on the accelerator. Just a little more.

Not too much

Don't forget to steer. Watch it. Mind the ambulance!

Watch it, watch it.

Keep her straight, just keep her straight.

I'm doing it. I'm driving.

Your hand, it's shaking.

You got the DTs?

Or maybe you just need this?

Give them back.

Finders keepers. What are they?

Uppers? Downers?

Maybe I should give some to Dr Hemingway, might chill him out a bit.

Whoa, calm down. I was never going to grass you up.

Bet you're all into it anyway. Perk of the job.

Your sugar levels are fine, so I'm going to get the doctor to come

and sign you out.

I was just joking. No offence.

Whoa, weird. The room's spinning.

It's called a hangover.

No, I've got this pain... in my head.

-Maybe I should see the doctor, I haven't had this before.

-Your obs are fine.

-And I need this bed for really sick people.

-What, like you?

Er, Sacha where's Eddi?

-I asked her to transfer that patient an hour ago.

-No idea, sorry.

Georgia, where's Eddi?

Little help.

Can't feel my left side.

OK, let's sit him up. Georgia, I need a pillow.

OK, what happened?

My head. I can't see straight.

I told her.

No, no, I just thought this was his hypo, and his hangover.

OK, on three, we're going to get him on the bed.

One, two, three.

OK, Ash, I want you to push on my hand as hard as you can.

As hard as you can, easy. As hard as you can, is that it?

I cannot believe you were about to transfer him, he's having a TIA.

The symptoms come on very quickly, easily mistaken.

It's lucky for both of you this happened before you kicked him out!

When did you last take this man's temperature, he's burning up.

Nurse McKee, didn't you see this?

No, that wasn't there before. Luc, that wasn't there.

Possible carotid artery blockage. We need a CT to confirm.

But it could be the cause of his TIA, we need to operate.

-No way.

-Right, if you want to risk having a full stroke, you be my guest.

You keep your head in the sand.

Whoo, just call me Jenson.

-Maybe we should slow down a little bit.

-No. Not yet.

Aisha, what you doing?

Slow down, no, that's too fast.

Aisha! Stop!

No, not yet!

Aisha. Open your eyes. Open your eyes. What are you doing?

See that. I stopped.

Put my foot on the brake.

Yeah, thanks for that.

My brain was saying, "Go on. Just do it. Keep going.

"Faster. Faster. You won't know anything about it,"

but I didn't. Thank you.

What's happening? Oh, my God.

You've done agency work at Holby for some time now, Nurse Lane.

That's right.

Can you tell us something about why you're applying for a permanent post?

It's a big commitment.

Well, I absolutely love Keller, the work, the patients, all the staff,

especially Mr Griffin. I love Mr Griffin.

I don't mean I actually "love" Mr Griffin, but...

Chantelle. Slow down, OK?

What I really mean is... this is my absolute dream job.

And I just want it so much.

Now I sound like I'm on X Factor.

I'll be talking about journeys in a minute, and my dead Grandma.

Not that my Grandma is dead. She's in Stockport.

Right.

He's hypertensive. Let's get him to Darwin, quickly, please.

All right, Cal, just stay with us.

OK, go!

Wait, wait, stop, stop.

Sorry, we've got to go.

Can you tell me what you would say is your biggest weakness?

Chocolate. Definitely.

As a nurse?

Oh, yeah, 'course.

I probably get too close to patients.

I tend to get very involved.

It upsets me if I can't help them,

especially if they're miserable or in pain.

Well, some would say that's a strength.

Is that the wrong answer then?

There's no right or wrong answer, Nurse Lane.

We're just trying to get to know you a bit better.

What do you feel are your greatest strengths?

Patient care.

Although, you probably don't think so after what you saw today.

No, no. Go on.

Good listening skills. Compassion.

Although I just said they were my weaknesses. They can't be both.

I had it all worked out. I'm just getting so muddled.

Sorry. Please, can you repeat the question, please?

His B/P's through the floor. 60/45.

Can't see a thing here. More light, please.

He's decompensating, tachycardic.

He's bleeding out.

Suction.

More suction! Packs now, please.

Thank you, Tara, now!

More pressure.

Pack it.

Circulatory collapse. Can we try another graft?

The aorta's too damaged.

It's coming out quicker than it's coming in.

He's gone into hypovolemic shock. Paddles, please.

Come on, Cal.

Charge to 20. Clear!

And again. Clear!

And again. Clear!

And again.

Please, Professor Hope. It's worth one more try.

I'm sorry.

Time of death, 12:59.

We'll go for a saline wash out.

Then, we're good to close, thank you.

Suction, please.

Nurse McKee? Suction, please.

Nurse McKee! Suction, please.

Nurse McKee? Eddi!

Hey, what you doing?

There's no point pretending. Today's my last day.

It's just a shame Mr Griffin's not here to say a proper goodbye.

It didn't go well then?

The bird poop lied.

You don't know anything for sure.

How'd your interview go?

It was a breeze, actually. Yeah, really enjoyed it.

Great.

Surely you'd rather have her. Everyone else does.

You must be joking! Way too bossy.

And she doesn't have an endless supply of strawberry bonbons.

What the hell?

Mary-Claire!

OK, take it ease, Mr Herrod, we'll get to you in a second. Spill kit, please.

It was all my fault.

He was only trying to help me.

No. His heart was very damaged.

It could have happened at any point.

Just like it could happen to me.

I'm not going to let it.

Look, I know an operation is the last thing you want.

Let's do it. I'll have the balloon pump.

As soon as possible.

OK.

I know you took the pills, Eddi, from the van.

How many have you taken?

I know camoxidan causes a chemical changes in the brain.

Erratic use after controlled withdrawal is dangerous.

It's so hot in here, Luc.

What?

It's really hot, it used to be freezing down here.

Right, I want to help you.

OK, I really do, but I can't if you keep lying to me.

What happens next time?

You make a mistake and you actually kill someone.

I can't protect you then.

I don't need your protection.

Right, I didn't ask you for it, did I?

So why don't you just leave me alone, Luc?

Professor Hope, Aisha's agreed to the operation.

Great.

But I thought you said...

It was just a software blip. Looks like we're back on track.

So, this could help Aisha.

At some point, maybe.

She doesn't have the time to wait.

It's just a prototype, untested.

Imagine if it was me.

Imagine if there was something out there that could possibly

cure my tumour.

Change my whole life... and a doctor like you

just gave up on it.

Michael, there's something you need to see.

Where did Mr Malick take him?

For a scan. In case the ED missed anything first time round.

Don't you think it's odd, that every time he's left alone,

he gets worse?

Well, we've just has his stool results back.

It's not good news.

High blood content. You can't fake that.

Unless he's deliberately interfering with it somehow.

You've been watching too much House.

It's just, I'm sure I saw him taking something right before he started vomiting.

Oh no, you go ahead, Miss Marple,

but I'm having nothing to do with it.

But what if he's taking something that really harms him?

Well, that's his look-out.

You're really that bothered about it?

Be my guest.

SHE MUMBLES SEMI-CONSCIOUSLY

Eddi, can you hear me?

I'm sorry.

You were right.

It was too soon.

Eddi, listen.

No, I know I need to get some help.

I'll take time off. I'll do whatever you want. I can do this.

I had no choice. They know everything.

Eddi, we're only doing this because we love you, and we want to help you.

But, I didn't do anything, guys. OK, it was all Max. I promise,

I didn't do anything.

You put patients lives in danger. I'm going to report you.

Michael, please. I can sort myself out. I will sort myself out.

Nursing is all that I know how to do.

It's all that I'm really good at. Why are you doing this?

Because this has to stop. And I can't do it alone.

I don't need your help. I don't need any of your help.

Eddi?

Why?

You can lie to me. You can lie Sacha.

You can lie to Michael.

But I didn't think you'd be able to lie to him.

My proposal concerns the development of surgery performed in situ.

Whereby anomalies, such as aortic stenosis, ASD, VSD, could be

alleviated or even dealt with before the child is born.

Surgery that is currently vetoed in the UK.

Yes, but I fully intend to overturn that ruling.

And I'm sure you will, in time.

But I'm looking for a proposal that can be implemented in the relatively short-term.

Er, Elliot?!

Sorry, I was worried I might be too late.

No, no Ms Naylor has just finished. Thank you for your time. Professor Hope?

Thank you.

I have an end stage cardiac patient, Aisha Bose.

We've now exhausted all long-term options for her,

including heart transplant.

Her future could be transformed by Herzig 3.

The bi-ventricular artificial heart.

We're nearly there.

But we need funding to develop it within a clinical trial.

I really think it's worthy of your investment.

It could give patients like Aisha, who are currently just

waiting to die...

hope. Of course, nothing this ground breaking is without risk.

But I believe it's a risk worth taking.

I'm sorry.

Do they know why you're always moving on?

-Never in a job more than two years?

-Liam, don't.

What? They're supposed to be your mates. You can't keep pretending.

Look where it's got you? So what, it's better to die than admit

you've got a problem?

Is that how twisted it's got?

I just took one or two, all right? It made me

feel like I was on top of things.

And then I needed more and...

And this wasn't the first time, was it? Go on, tell them!

-I'm going to get you through this.

-Look, you've had your chance.

I've lived this all my life. I know how it works.

I'd like to talk to my sister in private, please?

Of course, let's go.

Look, you're coming with me. We'll get this sorted, OK?

No, I'm staying here with Luc.

Ed, stay here and nothing will change.

It will change, Liam, OK? I will make it change this time.

I promise you.

How many times have you heard Mum say that?

I'm not like Mum! Liam, I'm not like Mum.

I'm not like Mum.

I'm not like Mum.

Blood in the stools but no specific evidence of amoeba.

Nothing's conclusive on the scan.

You know what, it doesn't make sense.

I think, I might be able to help.

Mr Herrod? Mr Herrod?

I take it baby Herzig made a miraculous recovery?

Sorry, I didn't have time to warn you.

That's fine, Hanssen wasn't interested, anyway.

But I'm guessing by the big fat grin on your face,

that he got his cheque book out.

I've got to go and tell Aisha.

Thank you.

Mr Herrod? Mr Herrod?

Mr Herrod?

You've never been to Africa, have you?

No.

I spoke to a nurse at St James's,

and she said your mum passed there four years ago.

That's why you wear the ring.

The last years in hospital, everyone was so kind, to her.

To me. I felt important,

like I really mattered.

So you kept coming back.

I get lonely. And then it starts, researching the illnesses.

Knowing what information to give, what to hold back.

Amoebic dysentery's a good one. Takes a while to uncover.

Not many nurses as clever as you.

I'm not sure everyone thinks that. But thanks.

You're being very nice.

I just want to help.

Cos you can't keep doing this, taking medication,

hurting yourself. One day something really bad might happen.

And your Mum wouldn't want that?

No.

How about I get you someone to talk to?

There's got to be a better way to matter.

Hey.

Hey.

You mind if I take a seat?

No.

You took the first step. You told the truth.

So, what happens next is up to you.

Now, you can make up whatever story you need to get the time off,

and I will back you.

But in exchange, you will deal with whatever it is that's taken

you down this road.

I thought you had to report me, Michael.

Think about it.

Thank God. I just got your text.

I thought I'd missed you.

Do you think I'd leave without saying goodbye to my best mate?

I'm really going to miss you, Sacha Levy.

No, you won't.

Thanks for not saying, "I told you so."

I'm just glad he agreed to get some help.

Such a sad man.

Sad! He's an absolute leech! He's a total time-waster!

Seriously, I'd have chucked him straight out onto the street

and thrown his bag of tricks after him.

Chantelle...can I have a word?

Bit of a detective, I hear.

Yeah, well, maybe I should join the police.

Good instincts and observational skills are key to being

a good nurse.

As is kindness.

Not very good at interviews though.

Well, that's just lack of confidence.

Maybe you don't know how good you are?

You don't need to be nice about it,

but thank you for the opportunity.

It's not a question of being nice, the job's yours. Congratulations.

Thank you, Mr Fairhead. Thank you so much.

All right. OK.

We will get you into a programme, OK?

Then I can take a sabbatical. I could probably take six months.

We can take the van. Go anywhere, where do you fancy?

Paris? Barcelona?

I had to do that in there, you do understand?

Yeah, but it's made me realise that...

I can't stay.

-I have to do this properly.

-Sure. Sure.

-Away from here.

And away from us.

You can't fix this for me.

Has he pushed you into this?

No, no, sweetheart.

Do you want to know what one of my earliest memories is?

Looking up at my mum and thinking,

"I never, ever want to be like that."

But I'm going to help you. Eddi, I'm going to help you.

Please stay. Eddi stay.

No, I will hurt you, like I've hurt Liam.

And like my mum's hurt me over, and over,

and over again.

OK, OK. Then you go and then you come back?

Yeah?

I've got to go.

Thank you. Thank you.

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