Green Ink Holby City

Forget Jac! I love you!

It's just words.

OK, marry me.

I guess we all have to accept that there are three of us

in this relationship now.

Me, Jonny and Emma.

Your mother refused treatment

because she thought that her slow death would ruin your life.

What, all this because of a career?

Deal with it, Zosia.

Who is it that you are so terrified of being rejected by?

I said, shut up.

He stabbed me with a needle!

He stabbed me!

That's how nature works.

When threatened, react violently - end threat.

This is Lillian Kendall. Late 70s. She's suffering from convulsions.

I'll take it from here.

Neighbour found her fitting. She vomited in the ambulance.

We need to maintain her airway.

Vitals, please.

GCS 9. Pulse 90.

BP's 90 systolic.

It's OK, Lillian. We're going to look after you.

Let's get her on high flow oxygen and start obs.

We'll need a CT head scan and a pharms consult.

Where is Dr Tressler?

He went on his break.

How's our patient?

A word, please.

He's been behaving strangely lately.

-I mean, even more strangely than usual.

-Can't say I've noticed.

Yeah, but you've had other things on your mind.

I've been reading up about psychopathic profiles.

You really need to get out more.

Superficial charm, grandiose sense of self-worth,

pathological lying, lack of remorse.

Parasitic lifestyle, promiscuous sexual behaviour...

-Let's not go there.

-OK, I know. I know.

But ever since he mentioned those baby hamsters,

I've been locking my bedroom door at night.

Do you know what? You're starting to sound paranoid.

Right, the guy has a serious persecution complex.

-We need to talk to the caterers, pay the photographer.

-Are you sure you want pictures?

-Pick up the rings.

-I can do that tomorrow.

-I still haven't ordered the cake!

-OK, look, look.

Make a proper list and we will go through it together.

Are you sure you can bear it?

Nothing is too much for the future Mrs Maconie.

I just want everything to be perfect.

Posterior mediastinal tumour.

I want him prepped for a mediastinoscopy,

whenever you've got a sec.

Leave it with me.

Oh, and I need some anti-nausea pills.

Sure. Which patient?

They're for me.

That's good. That's very good.

I'm trying to step things up here,

and you rock in to work with a hangover.

OK, so I went out last night for a couple of pints...

You smell like a Paisley brewery.

'Fraid I'll have to take your word for that.

Well, you can gate-keep the ED overspill. Treat or discharge.

Oh, come on. That is harsh.

You're lucky I don't send you home.

Oh, I do hope that won't be necessary.

I'll be holding the fort in Mr Griffin's absence.

Right.

Not a problem, I hope?

No problem at all.

Welcome back.

Discharge waiting times. Interesting reading.

I'm sure.

Certainly room for improvement.

We can address some new initiatives

at this afternoon's departmental meeting.

Someone needs to run the ward.

Perhaps Dr Tressler can manage? That's if he's fit for purpose.

Absolutely, yeah.

I'd like a full list of current admissions

with recent blood results.

Prescription writing before the pharmacy can issue it.

Good - showing some initiative.

Look, at him. Busy sucking up to Levy.

All this pent-up resentment can't be good for you.

I'm not pent up. I just know what he's capable of.

New admission. GP referral.

Type 2 diabetes. Primary hypertension.

Right. Let's take a look.

Ms Davenport?

Tess.

Sorry, Tess. My name is Mr Levy.

Now I understand you're not feeling well.

Bit dizzy, that's all.

She's not herself.

This is my partner. Des.

-Nice to meet you, Des.

-Hello.

Well, you're in the right place now.

Suspected anaemia. Breathlessness on walking.

Your blood pressure is too high.

I'm sure it's nothing serious.

It is, actually. It is quite serious.

Hm-mm.

Any history of hypertension?

Not that I know of.

She's one of life's worriers.

Des.

We're going to need to run some tests.

What sort of tests?

Just routine stuff. Nothing to worry about.

It'll be fine.

I'll see you in a bit.

Thank you.

Stop worrying.

We'll run bloods for HbA1C. Us and Es and LFT.

I'll get started.

Do you really think Dr Copeland should be doing those tests?

I am perfectly capable of performing venesection, thank you.

All right, all right, that's enough!

We've all had a bit of a rough time of things lately.

I'd have to plead exception to that one.

I was trying to be inclusive.

-Inclusive?

-Yeah.

-Right.

-Thank you.

Turning on each other is hardly going to help.

Well, some of us understand that.

Well, that's all the more reason to prove yourselves.

I'm glad somebody has faith in us.

Now, I'm going to be in a meeting for the next couple of hours.

OK, Dr Digby, I'm going to leave you in charge.

Great.

Good. Team high fives?

Good.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Yep.

Current admissions.

You look a bit queasy, Dr Tressler.

Me? Raring to go.

In fact, I was wondering

whether I might be given some more responsibilities

now that you're back at the helm.

Well, there is a fascinating presentation

happening in the boardroom this evening.

Clinical trials into tranexamic acid.

You want me to go?

That way, I won't have to.

Er...tonight might be a bit difficult.

Nurse Maconie's stag do.

Well, I wouldn't want to compromise your hectic social life.

I'll be there.

Good. Commitment duly noted.

I do not need a wash.

You're a little bit whiffy, if you don't mind me saying so.

It's easy to let yourself go, especially at your age.

Kindly tell this nuisance girl to leave me alone.

Hi. I'm Dr Tressler.

I shouldn't even be here.

You've had some kind of seizure.

I was in the garden. Collecting hawthorn berries...

Have you had these convulsions before?

I boil them up to make a tea. Dilates the arteries.

No wonder you've been vomiting.

Dilates the arteries and helps the circulation.

She smells.

Yes, I had noticed. Just get her cleaned up, will you?

I'm trying.

She seems a bit confused.

Well, that's probably down to the sedation she's on.

Which pharmacy dweeb prescribed her midazolam?

I did.

I wanted to run something by you.

Well, you'll have to make it quick.

Something Dr Copeland mentioned, on the day of the incident.

And you've decided to share it with me now?

Well, it's been weighing on my mind.

What happened with that patient was an accident.

Unless you know something I don't?

We'd had a few drinks. We got talking.

I'm late, Dr Digby.

If there's a point to this, can you please get to it?

He said the best way to deal with a threat was to close it down.

Did Dr Copeland admit that he'd done it on purpose?

Well, not in so many words.

Then perhaps you should give him the benefit of the doubt?

You don't think it's a little bit telling?

I'm late.

Page me if you need me, OK?

We won't.

What were you talking to Levy about?

-Nothing.

-You wouldn't drop me in it?

By saying what exactly?

I thought we were mates.

Are we?

Mates are supposed to keep secrets.

I really should get back.

The patient was fitting. Midazolam was the obvious course of treatment.

-She's hypertensive.

-She needed sedation.

Which appears to have impaired her cognitive functions.

She was already confused when they brought her in.

Read the paramedics' report.

Sorry, what exactly are you doing on this ward, anyway?

I see you've met our new locum.

New locum?

Not officially.

Amy. Consultant pharmacist.

Dr Tressler.

Friends call me Harry.

Dr Tressler was questioning my competence.

She prescribed my patient midazolam.

After full consultation with me.

If you'd mentioned that earlier...

You didn't give me the chance. Not that I needed your approval.

We're trialling Ms Teo on AAU.

Well, I'm glad someone told me.

Still finding my feet.

Here to help.

I'm sure you could benefit from her clinical expertise.

Bit of a chip.

Really?

Loves to throw his weight around.

I'd better watch my step, then.

You really should check on your patient.

It's OK. Thank you, Nurse Carter.

You need to come now.

I was trying to change her dressings.

Who put these on?

I don't want them touched.

Apparently, she did them herself.

I'd like to go home now.

The doctor needs to examine you.

I've got this covered, thank you.

Then you won't mind if I stand in.

The flesh will mend. I just need a healing space.

Why don't I take a look?

Shall I go and get Ms Campbell?

I'm fine, thanks.

Can you feel that, Lillian?

Cold.

Severe necrosis in all five extremities.

These can't be my fingers.

I'll be right back.

He'd better be prepped and ready for surgery.

I wanted to give you this.

An invitation to the wedding?

I chose the design myself.

That figures.

You really must be short on guests.

I really think you should be there, for Emma's sake.

Did Jonny put you up to this?

-Of course not.

-Really?

It's my big day. My decision.

Emma's 12 weeks old. She's hardly going to notice.

And what about when she grows up?

She's going to wonder why one of her mums wasn't in all the photos.

And I'll tell her this mum was working a double shift.

We're a family now, Jac. All four of us.

Finally, I can start looking forward to Christmas.

Why don't you get back to me? I need to know numbers.

VOMITING

I was just...

Gangrene can be hard to stomach.

Vitamins, electrolyte rehydration

and something to deal with the nausea.

Best hangover cure there is.

-I'm not hung over.

-Just drink it!

You won't, er, mention this to Ms Campbell, will you?

Perhaps you should be worrying about your patient.

Have you always had fat ankles?

Excuse me?

There's a swelling.

It's definite oedema.

Are you taking any medication?

Why would I be?

For your diabetes.

Oh, I have to watch what I eat.

Low sugar, plenty of exercise.

She's taken up golf.

That's how we met.

Bit of a swinger.

-What?

-Des does like a joke.

Right. And any history of hypertension?

I'm sure it's just stress.

The flights are all booked. I wish you'd stop worrying.

There's still so much to organise.

You going away?

We're supposed to be.

OK, I just need to find a vein.

No, no, no... I have this covered, thank you.

You're showing me up in front of patients.

Clearly she's nervous.

I just think it calls for a steady pair of hands.

Fine. You're my boss.

Jonny, pulmonary function tests.

Spirometry and ABGs for Mrs Humphreys, please.

Coming right up.

-All set for this evening?

-Looking forward to it.

The Maconie stag do. Won't be the same without the best man.

Well, if you'd been happy to organise the pub crawl,

or pay for the strippers...

Ah, you go and man up. I've washed my hands of it.

Professor. Thank you for coming along tonight with the lads.

I know it's not really your thing.

No, not really.

You have some interesting acquaintances, Nurse Maconie.

Nutters.

Not a term I would use...

normally.

-Is there something I should know?

-No, no, no. Don't worry, I think

I've managed to dissuade them from their worst imaginings.

Right! Well, if the boys are pushing the boat out...

Nurse Wallis? What are you up to this evening?

I've got loads of wedding stuff to organise.

The wedding can wait. We are having a Holby hen night.

No, no, no... I need someone sober to put me to bed

when I come home paralytic.

Who said romance was dead?

I am already having a hen night with my friends at the weekend.

What about your mates from work?

-Didn't know she had any.

-Pot...kettle...black.

A few drinks, Albie's?

Why not? I've got a lot to celebrate.

Great. I'll round up some likely candidates.

You're welcome to join us, Jac.

Yeah.

Little break from the nappies.

I'd rather eat my own eyes.

I made one mistake.

Don't let him get to you.

Now every time I turn around, he's watching me.

Let's get these bloods to the lab, please.

You know what we could do with?

-I'm sure you're going to tell me.

-A proper night out.

-Right, that's your answer to everything.

-Better than brooding.

I'm not brooding, I'm busy.

-When was the last time we let our hair down?

-You heard Mr Levy.

You're both in enough trouble as it is.

I could do with a break from this place, preferably permanently.

Great, I'll check out some new bars.

We'll need to debride the necrotic tissue.

I'll book a theatre slot.

I'd recommend therapeutic anti coagulation.

There's no sign of any trauma.

Order a gram stain.

We'll need to determine the extent of the infection.

Diabetes might be consistent with a seizure.

Her glucose levels are normal.

Do a duplex ultrasound.

Rule out macro vascular disease.

Is she going to lose her fingers?

Let's start her on some heparin.

I'll sort it.

Ms Teo knows her onions. We're lucky to have her.

Hm. Aren't we just?

Whenever you're ready, Mr Di Lucca.

I'll make sure I keep her fully briefed.

Something tells me she's out of your league, pal.

Oh, you'd better go and feed the meter.

I'm staying here with you.

You don't want a ticket.

It's his pride and joy.

Pimped up convertible. 350 horsepower engine.

Not really my thing, but...

Well, the doctor can look after me.

I'll be as quick as I can.

A magazine would be nice if I'm to be here for a while.

Your blood pressure's still high,

so we'll start you on a course of ACE inhibitors.

Erm, I haven't been entirely honest with you.

Blood test results.

Her cholesterol is 8.5%.

Thank you, Dr Copeland. I can read.

Glucose is elevated and there are traces of blood in her urine.

I had a transplant at St James's. 18 months ago.

Polycystic kidneys.

And you didn't think that might be important?

I don't want Des to know.

-Right.

-He's the best thing that's ever happened to me.

How can I tell him that there's a problem with my health?

I'm sure he'll understand.

I'll get her booked in for an arteriogram.

Right, if the kidney function's impaired,

any X-ray with contrast could damage it further. Any competent doctor would know that.

Yes, but if it is renal failure, then she may need surgery.

-Problem?

-Nothing I can't handle.

Oh, you really are so prissy sometimes.

Get onto St James's. Try and track down the surgeon who performed the transplant.

-Transplant?

-She's been keeping it quiet since she got here.

-And what about the boyfriend? He's going to find out sooner or later.

-Well, it won't be from us.

I need to do a biopsy.

How long have they been like this?

I saw the blackness spreading.

You didn't think it might make sense to go to hospital?

A poultice. Cammock and vinegar.

That's all these hands need... hog's fennel.

These fingers are rotting with gangrene.

A home remedy is not going to cure it.

The paramedics gave me this.

I always keep this with me.

What are these pills for?

Gourd juice and jambol seeds. Bilberries to cool the blood.

You've been treating this condition yourself?

A tincture. Dilution of arsenicum.

Restores the equilibrium.

Spurious pseudoscience.

You need prescribed medication.

Your medicine will only suppress my symptoms.

We're going to have to operate.

It will drive this infection deeper inside me.

Lillian, do you understand what I'm saying?

You want to cut off my fingers.

We've tracked down your notes from St James's.

You missed your last quarterly check-up.

Des wanted to drive me to Brighton.

I hope the trip was worth it.

I was feeling fine.

You have been taking your immunosuppressants?

I'm not stupid.

I missed today, that's all.

Right, I'll line up a replacement from the pharmacy.

Oh, no!

25 minutes I waited outside that chiropodist.

Halfway across town in a mini cab.

I did tell her to wait.

I should have called you.

I rang the club.

They said you'd had a turn. I said, "What about my lift?"

I didn't mean to let you down, Pam.

No, you never do.

I had plenty to contend with today.

I'm actually... I'm about to perform a renal ultrasound, so...

Oh, don't mind me.

This patient needs some privacy.

Perhaps you could show... Pam back to the waiting area.

It's failing, isn't it? After everything I went through.

Please, Pam. Not today.

Unless you're family...

We're practically flesh and blood, aren't we, Tess?

Sorry, you've lost me.

Good Samaritan donor. That kidney that's inside her was once mine.

And you never let me forget it.

There's gratitude for you.

This really isn't helping her blood pressure.

If you only came to gripe, then I don't want you here.

Perhaps Dr Copeland could get you some tea?

Splash of milk. I brought my own sweeteners.

I'll be outside.

I have better things to do with my time than chaperone visitors.

Right, will you please just let me get on with this?!

So, Mary-Claire, how was your holiday?

Where was it you went again?

-Torremolinos?

-Magaluf.

Almost caught the sun.

Hope that's all you caught.

We're meeting the girls at Albie's.

-What's this?

-Impromptu hen night.

Glad someone's having fun.

Thought you were going to Jonny's stag?

Yeah, Campbell's thrown a spanner in the works.

Roped me in to some pharmaceutical shindig.

I'm looking forward to the keynote discussion.

Tranexamic acid?

If the drug gets MHRA approval,

it could be game-changing for trauma care.

Fascinating stuff.

They don't have any more GTA packs to take away.

We're waiting on a delivery.

Any discharge medication will have to go down to the pharmacy.

-Perhaps you could chase this up.

-Right.

Anyone would think she ran the place.

Bit of a princess, if you ask me.

Just the way I like them.

What's she got that I haven't?

Where do I start?

Somebody's perked up.

That's the thing about pharmacists.

They recognise good chemistry.

This evening's presentation... we could go together.

I'm sure I can find the boardroom.

Oh, come on. It'll be fun.

Well, not exactly fun.

Was there something you wanted, Dr Tressler?

Lillian Kendall's gram stain results. Gram-positive bacteria.

We'll start her on a course of levofloxacin.

Bit late for that.

The convulsions aren't consistent with necrosis.

-Maybe they're not connected.

-So what have I missed?

Don't tell me the pressure's getting to you?

Nothing I can't handle.

Des Flannery.

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same question.

I'm looking after Tess. Haven't you heard?

We're a couple now.

Since when?

How's she doing?

Oh, a model of caring concern.

You'll need to speak to Dr Digby.

They're performing an ultrasound.

I knew it was serious.

Well, we need to find out if the donor organ's functioning properly.

Donor organ?

She hasn't even told you!

We'll need to get those images analysed properly.

I know what they'll tell us. I've been here before.

Well, there's nothing to suggest that we can't treat this medically.

You told me it was an appendix scar.

Surely it hasn't gone that far?

You had no right to say anything!

I never said a word.

It just kind of slipped out.

Whatever happened to confidentiality?

We were supposed to be a couple!

News to me.

I wanted to tell you the truth.

She knew you'd run a mile.

Does it really gall you that much for me to be happy?

With this fly by night?

-You watch your mouth!

-He's after your money.

Right, what Tessa needs now is some peace and quiet.

Perhaps someone could tell us what's wrong with her?

We're going to have to wait until we get the ultrasound results.

I'd like her U and E results back ASAP, please.

Right, and in the meantime, maybe you could all

just try and get on, yeah?

She'd be completely within her rights to make a complaint.

Sorry. Sorry. I didn't mean to drop you in it.

What if this gets back to Levy?

I'm sure it won't come to that.

You did it on purpose.

You know something, Diggers?

I'm getting pretty tired of being blamed for everything around here.

OK, from now on, just... just keep away from the patients.

The biopsy results you asked for.

-Finally.

-My money's on pulmonary sarcoidosis.

When I want your opinion, I'll ask for it.

Wow. You're even more tetchy than usual today.

Your bimbo bride-to-be might have something to do with that.

What's Bonnie done now?

She's only invited me to share in your special day.

OK. Maybe she's just trying to do the decent thing.

By using our child as emotional blackmail?

Oh... you mean the whole "mums" thing?

It's never going to happen.

Well, let's face it, Jac, you could use all the help you can get.

Tell you what... I'll put you down as a maybe.

You sure there's no-one you'd like us to call?

Been alone since I was 16. Splendid isolation.

Must get lonely.

I'm a solitary practitioner in the herbal arts. Communing with nature.

In tune with the seasons.

Foraging for hog's fennel.

Science and nature should coexist.

Your blood vessels are occluded.

The five elements are imbalanced. Out of harmony.

Your fingers have lost their blood supply.

The blockage will clear. The spirit is stronger than the flesh.

Lillian, if you don't have this surgery, you could die.

Without these fingers, I may as well be dead.

We need to get you into theatre.

No. This place has a dangerous energy.

Drive-by...

And he takes her out.

Oh!

Ah, so this is where you've been hiding?

Trying to make some sense of this system.

I knew it. You are a control freak.

Ah, ah. I'm tidy.

So how long have you been pushing drugs for?

Seven years. I did a ward-based rotation in trauma care.

Decided it suited me.

You're wasted locked away in a dispensary.

With all the other pharmacy dweebs?

Come on, you have to admit you don't exactly meet the fit.

And what fit would that be?

Alice band, hairy legs.

Shouldn't you be watching your patient?

Yeah, she doesn't seem to like me very much.

Wonder why that is?

She's refusing to consent to an operation.

Well, it is her decision.

You know as well as I do that surgery's the only option.

I've seen the scan. Whatever pills you feel like prescribing her,

you're only buying her some time.

Maybe time is what she needs.

I could really do with some help here.

Fine.

Some chains, with shot glasses on them!

You're not going to make me wear this, are you?

Don't tell me the party's started already?

-Feeling left out, are we?

-Oh, green with envy.

I just thought I'd pop up with some hen night accessories.

Well, don't let us keep you.

It's not too late to change your mind.

Yeah, it'd give us a chance to get to know each other better.

Why on Earth would I want to get to know you?

That hard-faced indifference must get tiring.

Oh, I could keep it up for hours.

I can tell this wedding's getting to you.

-Well, at least I'm consistent.

-Meaning?

Meaning you never liked Bonnie either.

It's Jonny's choice.

And all it took was the offer of chief bridesmaid.

-Best man.

-Whatever.

Jonny's happy, I'm happy.

You're so easily bought.

Bought me some heavy artillery.

You've just been outgunned.

-Hasta la vista, baby.

-You wouldn't shoot a defenceless woman, would you?

Watch me.

What the..!

How old are you? What?

Friendly fire. You were down as collateral damage.

OK, I would have expected this of him.

But you just seem intent on throwing away what's left of your career.

Wow, you seriously need to lighten up, Digby.

Come on, Diggers.

-At least I was able to make her smile again.

-Oh!

BABY CRIES

What's all that noise?

It's visiting time.

Have I really been here that long?

If you don't have this surgery, the gangrene will spread.

I thought you had faith in your medicine?

You could lose your hands. Your arms.

I didn't deserve this.

Vasculitic screen results are normal.

White blood cell count is 20. Raised CRP at 147.

Your immune system's fighting the infection.

We're going to need to prep you for theatre.

Where's my baby?

What have you done with him?

You don't have a baby, Lillian.

These breasts are so full of milk.

Right, I'm calling a psych.

I was making some progress.

I do not have time to indulge her.

Clearly.

The longer we leave this...

The worse it's going to look for Dr Tressler?

Hey, I've only got her best interests at heart here.

She's in no state to consent to anything.

Well, then maybe we'll have to consent for her.

I've had the results of your ultrasound.

Well, don't keep us all in suspense.

Renal artery stenosis. The artery's narrowed.

It's impeding the blood flow to the kidneys.

We'll do a formal arterial duplex

to determine the extent of the blockage.

Another scan?

Why did this have to happen today?

Well, you could always change the flights, couldn't you?

What flights?

I don't believe this!

It's time you told her, anyway.

We're off to sunny Spain.

On holiday with him!

We've bought a villa. In Puerto Banus.

We're moving there for good.

And where does that leave me?

I've made up my mind. It's all arranged.

I think I'll get some air.

Pam!

-Sorry, I thought...

-I want to see a consultant.

I think we should page Mr Levy, don't you?

My little precious.

You know you're booked in

-for a pulmonary atherectomy tomorrow morning?

-Yes, I was aware of that.

Well, maybe a stag night's not a great idea.

I think I can manage to drink responsibly.

Ah, you got one of these?

She gave me that invitation to provoke me.

It's clearly working.

Oh, spare me the moral high ground, Elliot.

Would it hurt you that much to just show your face?

Believe me, I am beyond caring.

Then why are you comfort eating?

I'm hungry!

Jac, if you're really determined to show that you don't care,

then you should stop pretending that this wedding isn't happening.

Have you, erm...

OK, thanks.

The psych will be here as soon as she can.

Wouldn't want you to miss your slot.

OK, maybe I could have handled this slightly better.

-Tommy!

-The baby's gone.

Where is she?!

# Mother's arms enfold you safely. #

Guys, just hold up a second, will you?

Wait here. Can you please go and find the parents?

Come with me.

Lillian.

I told you he'd need feeding.

That's not your baby, Lillian.

He has my eyes. Look.

You need to give him to me now.

No. I won't let you take him.

We need to get them back inside.

Maybe I could hold him?

Just for a minute?

Would you like that?

I'd like that very much.

Be gentle.

I will.

Isn't he perfect?

Yes...yes, he is.

He'll be tired. Why don't we put him to bed?

They cut the cord. They wrapped him in a blanket.

I held him in these hands.

It's cold out here, Lillian.

He needs his mother now.

Please, don't take him!

It's OK.

Sleep well, my precious. Sleep well.

OK, here we are, girls. Beat these into you.

I've made us a little playlist of Nurse Wallis' favourite party tunes.

I did draw the line at Barry Manilow, though.

We should do this more often.

Get married?

No, party!

Right, first toast... Holby Hens.

Room for one more?

You changed your mind?

I couldn't miss out on all the fun.

OK.

We've got the all-clear to consent her. It's in her best interests.

I'll go and give her the good news.

We still don't know what's causing the convulsions.

Yeah, I'm working on it.

She said I was wicked. For having a child.

I was only a child myself.

What happened to the baby?

They took him away.

I never spoke to my mother again.

I've been marked for what I did.

The witch's taint.

It wasn't your fault.

How are we feeling?

Bilious. And this endless fog in my head...

I need to do some pre-op tests.

There were ten tests for guilt at the Salem trials.

They made the dogs consume witch's cake.

What was the last thing you had to eat?

Rye meal mixed with urine from the girls that were accused.

Try and think for me.

They had such a fever they thought they could fly.

Please, try and concentrate, Lillian. This is very important.

Dr Tressler.

Rye bread...and barley soup.

I can't go back on dialysis.

I'm sure it won't come to that.

Two years of CAPD. Five bag changes a day. Endless biopsies.

Thought my life was over.

And then Pam volunteered to donate.

She's always been hard to stand up to.

This is my time. My time with Des.

I won't let her ruin it.

How are we doing?

I've been better.

We've got 95% stenosis in the renal artery.

You should have paged me sooner.

Right, let's take a look at this.

Here we go.

Yeah, there's definitely a bruit.

We're going to need to insert a stent.

An operation?

That's what I thought.

It's a straightforward procedure. You've certainly been through worse.

But we're going to Spain. It's all booked.

No-one's going to go anywhere, I'm afraid. Not for a while, anyway.

Thank you, nurse.

Let's book her into theatre tomorrow morning.

We'll have to bump our 10am tonsillectomy, I'm afraid.

Right.

20 minutes obs, please, Dr Copeland.

Dr Digby consigned me to filing duties.

Well, it was quiet. Mountain of paperwork.

I'll be in the office.

Was there really any need for that?

I told you she'd need surgery.

I was on top of things.

Face it, Diggers, you were out of your depth.

Lillian Kendall's diagnosis.

You're supposed to be prepping her for theatre.

Confusion, exhaustion, interspersed with manic episodes.

Is this you, or the patient, we're talking about?

Nausea, prolonged hypotension, hypoxaemia.

The Salem Witches thought they could fly, right?

Why was that?

Because they all had broomsticks?

Because they were high on rye.

It's a fungus that grows on cereal crops. She grows stuff.

She eats it.

Ergot poisoning...

Convulsive and gangrenous symptoms

including vasoconstriction and acute psychosis.

What did I tell you? Not just a pretty face.

Better go and blind them with your brilliance.

Suppose I better had.

That's your badge...

I can't believe this is your first ever hen party.

Yes, all these years I've been missing out.

I hope you girls are having a good time.

Laughing so much it hurts.

I'm going to be drunk at this rate.

That's the general idea, babe.

OK, next good song, we're all dancing.

Can't wait.

We haven't done a selfie.

No, we haven't.

Smile!

I'm going to post that on the Holby website.

Great. That's great.

I'm actually surprised that you decided to show your face.

You know, bearing in mind who she's marrying.

Oh, I couldn't pass up on a mums' night out, could I?

You do know I would never take your place?

That's very reassuring.

She managed it with Jonny.

I'd just like to say... a big thank you, Holby Hens...

for sharing the love.

This time next week, I'm going to be married

to the nicest guy in the world.

Second toast. To Ken and Barbie.

To Ken and Bar...

I am not going to let you get to me. Not tonight.

Right. Listen up, everybody! We are going to play some silly games.

Yep, you should be in your element.

Stop.

So this is when you put me to sleep?

Well, we've identified the poison. That's the main thing.

I hope my dreams will be kinder.

We all set?

I like to wear a ring now and then.

Leave me something to work with.

We'll do our best.

Let's get scrubbed in.

Oh!

Hey, you shouldn't be out of bed.

No, I have to speak to Des.

-Tell him things will be OK.

-OK.

I never imagined she'd need surgery.

Try and see it as a minor setback.

A minor setback! We've just bought a villa in Spain. Sea views.

All mod cons.

Paid for by Tessa, no doubt.

This was supposed to be my retirement.

Balmy evenings on the terrace, someone to cook and clean for you.

There'll obviously be a period of convalescence.

I imagine she'll need nursing.

Nursing?

Not quite the retirement you were hoping for.

BEEPING

Pulse is 150. She's tachycardic.

What happened?

-She just collapsed.

-Is she going to be OK?

-Let's just get her into bed.

-Where were you?

-Dr Digby, order an ECG and a VBG test -

find out what's causing her AF.

-Yep, I'm on it.

-Zosia, let's administer the digoxin quickly.

We need to digitalise the patient to try and get rate control, OK - her BP's compromised.

I need to talk to Des.

Pulse is 148.

Let's get this needle in.

I didn't sign up for this.

-Hi.

-Hey.

-Ready?

-Yep.

Gerry and the lads will be catching up with us later.

Right, cool. Gerry. The Big Man!

Excellent, cos I was...

I was actually best man at his wedding, you know.

In fact, on his stag do,

we ended up tying him to a lamp post on the bottom of Leaf Walk

on a freezing cold winter's night! It was a classic, like.

Indeed. As you say, a classic.

I suppose you had to be there, really.

Right. Into the fray.

Right.

Her potassium levels are raised.

It's a common side effect with ACE inhibitors.

Well, her heart rate's stable.

The digoxin's doing its job.

So, let's get Tessa into theatre first thing tomorrow morning.

Now if you don't mind, I've got a stag do to get to.

You were supposed to be watching the patient.

I was.

20 minutes obs.

I was about to do it when she collapsed.

What did you say to Des?

I didn't need to say anything.

Clearly, the guy had a lucky escape.

I was right about you.

You're a liability.

Oh, wow, the power has really gone to your head.

This is all just a joke to you.

Oh, for goodness' sake! Change the record, Diggers.

You turn up late for work - usually hung over.

At least I know how to enjoy myself.

You're indiscreet, you're negligent with the patients.

I don't have to listen to this!

I know that you stabbed that patient on purpose.

Without proof, you don't know anything.

What happened, Dom? Did he push the red button?

Let go of me.

I mean, what is going on in that sick head of yours?

You couldn't let it drop, could you?

OK, this is what he wants - he wants to come between us.

I can't believe I'm hearing this.

Right, if you weren't so wrapped up in all your father issues, then maybe you'd open your eyes!

Remember that day at school?

When those big boys stole your sandwiches?

-What about it?

-They kicked your lunch box round the playground.

What did you they call you, again?

Digby Mole Eyes.

You've turned into one of those bullies.

No.

I'm not even sure I like you any more.

OK, let's debride back to healthy tissue.

We could try and save part of this finger.

Amputate below the middle phalanx.

I need to stop the infection from spreading any further.

I just thought we might give it a shot.

OK, let's see what we can do.

23 scalpel, please.

Dom?

Dom!

Wait.

Dom?

I know you're in here so...

-Leave me alone.

-Right, I should never have said those things.

They were cruel and they were uncalled for.

You've never really liked me. Not since Malick.

Let's just go back upstairs and we can forget this ever happened.

I don't think I can do that.

Dom...

I could just slash my wrists open.

Slice open an artery.

Put the scalpel down, Dom.

Maybe they'll think you drove me to it.

OK, there's really no need for this. Just...

How long would you have to save me? 30, maybe 40 seconds?

Just... Just stop! OK? Please?

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Can we just not...you know, discuss this like sensible adults...

somewhere warmer?

Do you know why I went to med school?

I didn't want to be that messed-up kid any more.

The gay boy everybody laughs at.

You've never been cool, have you, Diggers?

I've never even tried to be.

When I tell people what I do, who I am now,

they're like, "Wow,

"that's impressive, that guy's really special."

Yeah, can be a real head rush.

I need to be that special person.

Do you understand what I'm saying, Diggers?

Kind of.

You think I'm a useless doctor?

No!

I heard you telling Levy.

That just came out. I didn't really mean that.

-Well, what else did you tell him?

-I didn't tell him anything, I swear. I promise.

You took your frustration out on me...on the ward earlier.

-Well...

-You need to stop that.

If we're going to still be friends.

I can stop.

Then maybe I can try to forgive you.

Shake on it?

We're like yin and yang, really, aren't we, Diggers?

It's cool.

We should get back.

I think I'll stay here a little bit.

You're not going to...

Hm?

No, don't be silly. I was just playing with you.

Good diagnosis today.

Was that a compliment?

Credit where it's due.

Dish, please.

I couldn't have done it without our new locum.

-She certainly seems to have made an impression.

-Feeling's mutual.

Hydrogen peroxide, please.

You're a fast worker.

I could say the same about you.

You've known her what, five minutes?

That's the thing about locums. You've got to grab your chances.

They never stick around.

Right. OK, MC... Truth or dare?

Dare.

"Persuade a stranger to buy you a drink."

That's not a dare, that's a nightly occurrence.

You're funny, not!

-OK. Save that for later, shall we?

-We know it's going to happen.

-OK, Bonnie, here's one for you.

-It's not her turn!

-It is now. Truth or dare?

-Truth.

-Straight in there.

-Fear this one.

Here's a question that's really been troubling me.

Whatever does Jonny see in you?

Oh, come on.

You really want me to answer that?

-Oh, I'm dying to know.

-OK. Try warm.

Try suffocating.

Kind.

Kind's worse than nice.

All right, ladies, let's play a different game.

-Oh, no, no, no. I'm enjoying this one.

-Yeah, me too. Sit down.

Uncomplicated.

That's one way of putting it.

Loyal, understanding... Basically, everything you're not.

I'll see you there. Tressler's going to be late.

Typical.

Sorry, why do we have to start in Albie's?

Quick snifter for the road.

Then we'll head into town to meet the others.

Don't worry, you're in good hands.

You are so full of bile, you're toxic.

I'd rather be poisonous then sickly sweet.

All right, ladies, break it up now.

Look, Jonny's with me now. Why is that, I wonder?

Because I didn't want him?

Ooh! That's low. Good, but low.

I knew you'd only come to make trouble.

Why else do you think I would suffer this sad little party?

Oi, speak for yourself.

You are not going to ruin this marriage.

I doubt you'll need my help.

You know what, it's Emma I feel sorry for.

Oh, I assume we're speaking as mums now?

Well, someone's got to step up.

What chance has she got with a mother like you?

You want the truth? Your perfect little partnership is a sham.

-Oh, really?

-If you can't see that, you're even more deluded than he is.

OK, well, consider yourself uninvited.

I'll give it six months,

unless you bore him to death in the meantime.

Well, I guess the party's over.

It was a blast.

-Thanks for coming.

-Just let her go.

No. She does not get to talk to you like that.

Ready to schmooze some suits?

We can get to know each other properly.

This is work, Dr Tressler. A boardroom full of sponsors.

We won't even notice they're there.

I should wait for Mr Di Lucca.

He's coming?

I thought he might have mentioned it in theatre.

Don't worry - we'll soon shake him off.

Harry...

Talking of little Italians, I know this great place for dinner.

You're married.

I never wear jewellery on the ward.

Ready to go?

Oh, you are seriously kidding me.

I'll take care of my wife from here on in,

if that's all right with you.

We're late.

Like I said, mate, she's out of your league.

So, this is us moving on, is it?

Just having some fun.

By ruining Bonnie's party?

You know, she makes it all so easy.

Anyone would think that you were bothered.

I'm so not bothered.

Then why are you so intent on ruining this for me?

Because I care about what happens to Emma!

No, no, this is about you and your pathetic need to control people.

You want to get married, knock yourself out.

Just don't expect me to play nice.

Why change the habit of a lifetime, right?

You could do so much better.

I happen to be in love.

With a 30-year-old woman who still wears roller skates.

You might want to try it some time.

It's a big world, Jonny.

And you go and marry the girl next door.

And what is so wrong with that?

Because you're always playing it safe!

Well...maybe safe is good.

Maybe safe suits me.

Why can't you just be happy for both of us?

You're tying the knot with a space cadet.

Why would I be happy?

Because we won't have to do this any more.

Ah, there he is. The condemned man.

Drinks are on the bar.

You'll miss me when I'm gone.

I'm getting married next week.

Get over it.

OK, stags, let's go and get hammered.

Is there any need to look quite so smug?

For getting one over on that annoying little toff?

He's been flirting with my wife all afternoon.

Your wife can look after herself.

I can't believe you're defending him.

I just think you should give him a break.

Let's just get this presentation over and done with.

What now?

I should go and check on Lillian.

She's still in recovery. I doubt if she's even come round yet.

Five minutes.

You always do this!

I'll pop by your place. Pick up a few things.

It would never have worked.

You don't even like the heat.

Can I have a cup of tea, please?

No. Sorry.

Have some water.

Hey.

Just spoke to Dom.

Smoothed things over.

Glad to hear you've finally seen sense.

You know what you said about not really liking me...

Let's just say you're on probation too.

Well, here he is. Our mate.

Ready to go?

I could really do with a drink.

You've really worn me out today.

But thank you. For admitting you were wrong.

What are friends for?

Don't wait up.

Shouldn't you be at the presentation?

Wasn't really in the mood for all that excitement.

What's your excuse?

Just wanted to check she was OK.

I've been keeping an eye on her.

Didn't know you cared.

How is she going to cope?

She'll need some serious rehabilitation.

I've booked her in with an occupational therapist.

I doubt she'll ever go back home.

Maybe it's time she let someone look after her.

We made a good team today.

I suppose we did.

You could have told me, by the way. About you and Raf.

I came here to work as a consultant pharmacist,

not a registrar's wife.

Di Lucca's a lucky guy.

PHONE CHIMES

He'll be wondering where I am.

Stag party to get to.

I'll take a rain check, by the way...for dinner.

I'm married, Dr Tressler.

I like a challenge.

Happily married.

I guess I'll have to settle for a beautiful friendship, then.

I'll see you around.

-Nice warm cab.

-Taxi!

Grovesmead Drive, please.

Sorry. Sorry.

Now, you let me down tonight, so I'm going to let you down.

OK, guys.

Joke's over.

Guys?