Zosia is under pressure as she tries to prove to Sacha that she has what it takes to pass her F1 year, while Jonny finds an unlikely ally in his fight for Emma.
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Thus far the evidence seems to suggest a neurological problem.
Welcome to the Rat Pack, Frank.
You didn't tell them it was me.
-Took all the credit.
Jac has taken this court order out on me.
Even so, I'm asking you not to antagonise her.
Your cancer is at stage four.
There are treatments that...might buy you some time.
There's 20 grand in there. Just stay out of my life.
You mum's promised me the money you gave her.
I'm going to put it towards my legal expenses.
Thank you for helping me get my daughter back.
Hey, take it easy.
I thought this was what you wanted?
Amy, wait up!
CAR ALARM BEEPS
Didn't you get my messages?
Yes. Doesn't mean I have to talk to you.
I even called the hospital.
Where have you been?
Took some time off.
You can't even give me the time of day now?
Look, I'm late, and this isn't the place...
I've got meetings all day over this Geneva stuff, but...
Morning. How was Geneva?
The wanderer returns. Where's my Toblerone?
You did miss my birthday.
Right. Happy birthday.
Did you have a nice time?
Yeah, not bad.
Not bad at all, actually.
So, how's my daughter that I'm not allowed to see?
You know, this whole Prohibited Steps Order is a joke.
-The Cafcass officer even said she couldn't understand...
-You fired the first shot.
Emma giving you sleepless nights?
Cos you're looking a little jaded, if you don't mind me saying so.
How did Cruella get back in here?
In case it had escaped your notice,
your mother has a terminal illness, and she's one of our patients.
Hmm, she's still holding the purse strings, is she?
Well, Elliot's lecturing, Mo's list is full,
-and I'm a so-called family member.
-So you can't operate on her,
which is why I'm trying to organise cover from St James's.
You could have just sent her there.
Oh, but then you wouldn't be able to score points against me.
It's not a competition, Ms Naylor.
Calling over a surgeon from another hospital
is a wilful waste of resources.
Well, I guess one of us has to look after Emma's last remaining grandparent.
How can you say this is lame?
This baby will do 30 knots plus.
Yeah, you're just flying a kite, Jesse.
We're short-staffed on AAU.
Dr Digby, I need you downstairs today, please.
I'm afraid that won't be possible.
Dr Digby's observing in theatre,
and Zosia has a tutorial with Mr Levy, so...
That just leaves me.
Well, I guess you're it, then.
Not like you to volunteer.
Guy's not the only mentor in this place.
He might regret that decision.
I think he's got a point to prove, and this is his chance.
-Pick a card.
Hmm, glad to see you're taking my advice.
Sleight of hand sharpens the mind.
However, we've got a mental day today, so...
Ah, no, come on. Diggers does Dynamo!
-This we've got to see.
-Yeah, just go on, indulge me.
Place the card on there.
Is that it? Where's your showmanship?
Here we go.
-Is that your card?
-It be witchcraft!
No, don't, no, that's...
Hmm. That, Digby, is a fail.
You're going to have to do better.
Up all night with that one, were you, Frank?
Look, I've got a trick for you. 52-card pick-up...
Hey, come on. Lots of work to do.
I'll show you something special later. Let you into a few secrets.
As long as you don't grass me up to the Magic Circle.
100 quid says you can't get a card trick past him by the end of play.
I really don't have that kind of spare cash.
All the more incentive for you, then!
Come on, man, do it for me.
I'd love to see the young pretender get one past the old man.
Back again, Chelsey?
I just love it here so much, I can't stay away(!)
Craig Donovan, I think we've met. I'm Chelsey's primary carer.
Right, according to ED you have pain in the left side of your chest,
shortness of breath, hence the oxygen.
How long's she been like this?
A few days, maybe a week.
Don't be stupid, I've been OK!
I made an appointment at the doctor's and you didn't bother going.
I found her doubled up this morning.
-I'll decide if I'm sick!
-Er, don't be speaking to her like that.
Actually, I think you'll find that's my decision.
So, do you want to cut us all some slack
and allow us to find out what's wrong with you?
I suspect your previous oesophageal dilation may have leaked or ruptured.
Well, go on, then. "I told you so."
We can't know that for sure until we've run some tests.
So let's start with a chest CT, FBC, Us and Es, LFT.
We'll take it from there.
I can cross-reference her file with Social Services,
find out what she's been up to.
What did she mean by "I told you so"?
I recommended she went for an oesophageal resection
when she was last here, but she opted for dilation.
Why didn't she listen to you?
Six-hour op. She didn't have time.
She said there was somewhere she needed to be, apparently,
so we went for the quick fix.
-Let me know when the CT's back.
-Teenage girls, eh?
I guess we've got all that to come.
You've shown real improvement,
but it is time to make the big push
if you're going to pass this year.
So, I'm going to need your Clinical Examination Consultation
before the end of play.
-I'm going to be reading all the assessments tomorrow.
That doesn't give me much time. I have to find a suitable patient.
All the other F1s have handed theirs in.
I've actually given you a week's grace.
-Zosia, Zosia, it is just three months to go,
OK, before you're meant to move to F2 status.
OK, look, look.
Everyone knows that you've had a tough time of it recently, OK?
No-one would think badly of you if you wanted some time off.
Just come back when you're ready.
-Repeat the F1 year, like...Dominic has.
It's nothing I can't handle.
I'd much sooner put it all behind me and crack on.
Good, good. That's the spirit I want to see.
Right, go and find yourself a suitable patient
for your assessment.
Everything all right?
Oh, just trying to let Social Services know what's happened.
I can do the liaising for you, you know?
You look a little strung out, if you don't mind me saying.
Thank you for that!
Sorry. Thank you for offering.
Is there anyone you'd like me to get hold of?
Doug, maybe? I've got your partner's number on file...
He's up the wall with work. I look after Chelsey.
She did seem quite keen to see him.
You know what? There is nothing more that I would love
than to see Doug right now, but...
he's not coming.
Haven't heard from him for over a week.
What was all that about? Crying over spilt mocha latte?
Trouble with his partner, but then we've all been there.
You can discharge Paula.
-I've checked with St James's,
and they've had emergencies in so no-one's available today.
She's taking up bed space. Get her off the ward.
Rochelle, clean that up.
I'm Mr Levy, and this is Dr March,
-and we're going to be looking after you today.
-If I were a fortnight younger...
-She still wouldn't look at you!
Stop kidding yourself. Might be 90, but I'm still sprightly!
Heaven is certainly missing an angel today.
See, Maggie? A girl who appreciates a bit of attention!
-I'm not Maggie. I'm Essie, you daft old goat!
Maybe the gorgeous Dr March can do your shopping and cleaning for you.
We haven't even had our first date yet!
Well, we'll get you fixed up,
and then maybe you and Dr March can elope!
He's been a bit confused these last few days.
You might want to check for a UTI.
I'm so sorry, you look really familiar to me.
Have we met somewhere before?
Let's go dancing! I love dancing!
On that hip?
I'm a bank nurse.
I do a couple of shifts here when I'm not looking after Casanova.
Yes, yes. I remember.
-I've applied for a full-time post here.
-Well, best of luck!
I'm going to need more than that.
I heard there were over 150 applicants!
Do you want me to put a word in for you?
Oh, could you, Doctor? I'd be ever so grateful.
Er, Mr Goodridge is presenting with abdominal pain
post-hip replacement surgery. Your thoughts?
Easy tiger! We only just got acquainted!
How does that feel, Joe? HE GASPS
Sore as hell, but you're taking my mind off things.
Temperature's high, abdominal pain.
I'd recommend FBCs, Us and Es, amylase and LFTs.
CT scan to check for infection post-op.
Treat with antibiotics for now.
Brains and beauty!
You see Essie, I'm in good hands.
Zosia here will organise your tests for you.
30-minute obs, and urine sample as well, please.
And we'll get back to you when we know exactly what we're dealing with, OK?
Such a pretty name...
I am in good hands, aren't I?
I'll look after you, Mr Goodridge.
I think you've found a very interesting case for your assessment.
What a dump...
-What are we dealing with?
-OK, serious RTA.
Belt saved her from going through the windscreen,
but suffered a head trauma when her airbag failed.
Unconscious at the scene, paramedics intubated her, pending head CT scan.
FBC, Us and Es, group and save as well as the scan,
and triage her as a priority. Dr Copeland, a bit of help, please.
What are you doing?
I assumed that I was with you today.
No, you are Dr Tressler's right hand today.
He says, "Jump," you say, "How high?"
How delightful! My own F1 to play with.
Organise those test results. Chop, chop!
Right, contact details are correct.
So, you're the only next of kin?
There's no-one else you'd like to notify?
He mentioned a Maggie?
My mother. She died in a car accident when I was little.
I'm all he's got now.
I try to disown him, but I get guilty.
Old people, they are so needy...
It says here he was a firefighter?
Several spells in hospital for burns and trauma?
That's Grandpa Joe. First one in, last one out.
He's scared of nothing.
-Any other conditions I should know about?
It's this recent confusion that's really worrying me.
Well, that could be a number of things.
He's a funny guy!
Well, that is your own fault for giving him an audience!
No previously reported abdominal conditions.
Well, something's clearly wrong now.
Abdominal distension, temperature's risen to 39.5.
He's looking dry, too.
-Let's increase his hourly rate of IV fluids.
-Good call. Keep it up.
Your mum never tell you to chew your food?
I'm busy! Now leave me to my indigestion.
Are you too busy to assess a talc pleurodesis for Jac's mum?
St James's can't send over a consultant, so...
Hey, watch your greasy fingers on it!
Did you know that Jac donated her kidney to Paula?
You're kidding me? So that's where it went.
Yeah, I always assumed that she just got organ-legged
on an 18-30s bender in Faliraki, or something.
But there must have been a time when they were close.
Which begs the question,
what happened to make it go so pear-shaped?
You're juggling with razor blades here, sunshine.
And also Paula's helping finance my legal case, so...
Ah, so you've taken your 30 pieces of silver?
Jac's going to love you for that!
Jac already knows.
The pleurodesis, then?
Yeah, looks straightforward enough.
No promises, but I'll see if I can squeeze her onto my list today.
I'll be sure to reward you with indigestion tablets or something.
Mm-hmm. Jonny Mac...
I guarantee you, you're going to get your fingers burnt if you're not careful with this.
The antibiotics will fight the infection.
Until I know the cause, you might be in for the long haul.
A home from home, Essie. I could get used to this!
What time's lunch, my dear?
I'm afraid it's nil by mouth until we're certain what's causing the problem.
Right, let's take a look at you.
Don't be such a wuss!
I love your bedside manner(!)
-You treat all your patients this way?
-Less of the lip!
No man in her life.
Not getting any younger. A woman's place is...
Is earning a crust these days, so shut your face!
And that's why I have no great-grandchildren, I suppose?
Bloods are in.
Never let your career get in the way of having a family.
You'll wake up one day regretting it.
You can have all the success and money in the world,
but...it's the patter of little feet that will make you truly happy.
Essie and I have each other, don't we?
You're still my darling little girl.
Always will be.
I'll be back in a minute.
White count and CRP elevated.
Doesn't tell us anything we don't already know.
Have to wait for the scan results.
All that scar tissue. Old soldier?
Ex-firefighter, line of duty injuries.
No, no, no. Not the stomach wound. He's been shot at some point.
Botch-job too, battlefield treatment.
Not often we get a World War II vet here. Last of a dying breed!
OK, right. Well, I'd love to stay and talk,
but your dad needs me in theatre.
W-wait, so what if he is a veteran?
Well, you should definitely ask him as part of your assessment.
Who knows, part of the bullet could still be in there,
-could be causing all the trouble.
No, no, it's very unlikely,
but it's going to impress the pants off Sacha that you checked.
Stephanie Grove's head CT scan.
The DVLA said that that was the name that the car was registered to.
-I took the liberty.
-Initiative, I like it!
There is no sign of haematoma or fracture.
I've already checked for those.
I'm assuming you just want me to extubate her?
I think that's my call.
Look, it pays to know your place around here.
That's how the lovely Serena likes it.
She's a pussycat, really, once you get to know her.
Of course the whole Malick affair's going to take some diplomacy.
My advice? She thrives on flattery.
A box of her favourite chocolates never goes amiss
-if you're trying to get in to her good books.
-And what would those be?
Well, that's for me to know and you to find out, Fifi.
But, she is wearing Chanel today.
Always a bad sign.
You can tell her mood by her choice of fragrance.
Oh, it's just my little joke. How many F1s does it take do bloods?
Two - one to faint at the sight of ketchup,
the other to call someone who knows what they're doing.
So you're Fifi from now on. Do you get it?
-Two F1s spell...
-Hilarious, you're wasted here(!)
I like to think so. Head CT is clear.
No signs of brain or spinal injury.
I want her extubated and awake for consultant examination as soon as.
And make sure you get Miss Grove's full medical records available.
-Serena's a bit of a stickler for that.
-But that's going to take...
Er, I said jump. I do believe your reply is...
-You're loving this, aren't you?
I'm having more fun than a fat kid with a chocolate fountain.
Why don't you give your inner Simon Cowell a rest,
and just be a normal human being for change?
Because this is like water off a duck's back to me.
India. Love it.
The people are so friendly, always smiling,
and always have a kind word.
They have a saying over there... Jaan hai to Jahan Hai!
What does it mean?
The literal translation is,
"If there's life, then there's the world!"
Make a difference while you're here. Live your life free.
You're a long time looking at the lid, I guess!
Why is she giving you evils? Are you her patient too?
-That's my daughter.
I remember when she was your age.
She was just like you, full of life and mischief.
We had so much fun together.
Then she became a stuffy doctor?
Something like that.
OK, Paula, back in your bay.
We've managed to get one of our cardio specialists to come and have a look at you.
-Catch you later.
-Laters. Good luck with whatever you're having!
Right, let's get you settled, shall we?
And I'll just give you a quick once over before the cardio specialist gets here.
Hope you've warmed your hands!
Now, why didn't you tell me that it was Jac that donated the kidney for your transplant?
She saved my life back then. I really thought we'd reconnected.
Turned out she just wanted rid of me as soon as possible.
Just like she's done this time with the money.
The X-ray has ruled out any post hip op problems for Mr Goodridge.
Abdominal CT scan?
Still awaiting results. UTI test came back clear.
Have you had any stomach problems, Joe, no matter how slight?
Nothing till now.
He's suffered with quite bad constipation and wind recently.
Well, there go my chances of a date!
I've only noticed since I've been caring for him full-time.
He won't have the GP out.
Overpaid time-wasters. Prune juice and figs sort me out...eventually.
This scar. Is it a bullet wound?
What difference does it make?
I'm just trying to piece together your medical history.
There's an outside chance it could be affecting your current condition.
How did you get it?
The Germans cut through Poland like a knife through butter in 1939.
We tried to fight back, but how do you fight tanks?
You must have been very young to be in the army?
Young and foolish. No, no, not the army.
Just a rag tag of misfits from our village.
Old rifles and bayonets against machine guns.
You were a patriot! Proud of your country.
And pride and patriotism got me this! I was lucky.
So many died.
And so what happened after that? Can you tell us about the treatment
you received when they were patching you up?
Were there any complications?
It was all so long ago, does it really matter?
-I think we should leave Joe in peace, OK, Dr March?
We'll get back to you when the CT scans are in, OK?
Nice spot on the bullet wound.
It was Arthur.
Well, not for your assessment it wasn't.
Previous medical history, no matter how old,
can affect a current prognosis.
I just think you need to learn where to draw the line
with your questioning.
I'm just curious. You know my family were from Poland.
Zosia, I'm not having a pop, I'm just saying be careful.
It's clearly a very sensitive subject for him.
Look, you're connecting with the patient whilst covering every detail.
You know, exactly what a good F1 should be doing.
Stephanie Grove's full medical file.
The notes show that she actually has a prosthetic heart valve fitted.
They found the anticoagulant record book in the car.
There's nothing marked since yesterday.
But she has been on warfarin since the implant.
Check her INR immediately.
Dr Tressler, can I trust you to keep an eye on this?
No problem. Looking lovely as ever this morning, Ms Campbell.
Nice of you to notice, Harry.
May I just ask, is that a whiff of Chanel I'm getting?
It's Dior. Any gay man worth his salt would know that!
That was classic. Epic fail, Fifi.
Remind me to never listen to a word you say.
She's coming round.
Stephanie, you've been in a car accident. But you're safe now.
Stephanie? Can you hear me?
Stephanie? Can you hear me?
Yes, of course I can. Stop blinding me, will you?
-Where am I?
Holby City AAU...
I'm Dr Tressler, you really have absolutely nothing to worry about. You're in safe hands, OK.
Danni, could you repeat the GCS please, darling?
Be back in one second.
-That was a bit hairy.
-"You're in safe hands." Can you be any cheesier?
Don't knock it. I reckon our Stephanie scrubs up well.
Do you reckon I'm in there now I've saved her life?
How do you think Serena would feel knowing you're using the ward as a dating website?
Maybe you should have told Malick that?
Er, no, no, that's amazing news...
When would you want me to start?
Right... No, I'll get in touch with HR. And, thank you.
Nurse there's no mobile phones on the ward. You of all people should know that.
I got the job!
That's fantastic! Wow! When do you start?
Sorry, you don't look over the moon, if you don't mind me saying.
What am I going to tell Joe?
The position is full-time and he relies on me.
Well from what I can tell of that man,
he'll be delighted for his granddaughter.
Double cheese, hold the gherkin. Just the way you like it.
-What part of "nil by mouth" do you not understand?
Oh, give it a rest. I'm starving!
Why are you feeding her this rubbish? You know she has to follow a strict diet!
She told me she was well now, she could eat what she liked!
Oh, and you believed her?
Junk food. Booze.
Don't forget the fags.
-Oh, he allows that too, does he?
-No. Of course he doesn't. He's not stupid!
It's my life, my choice! Just leave him alone!
Why are you doing this to yourself?
Chelsey, there's no point in me fixing you up if you're just going to...
Doug's left Craig because of me. They were happy before I turfed up.
I'm bad news wherever I go. I know this is my fault.
And what would you know with your doting mother and fancy trips to India?
You have a tear in your oesophagus so you need surgery.
Also the right atrium in your heart is enlarged
and we need to know what's causing it.
I've got a heart problem?
It's nothing we can't handle. The tear's the most important thing.
Can you get her prepped for surgery please?
-Who are you texting?
-Can you just jog on and do Ginger's bidding? No offence.
Jak sie Pan Czuje?
Nie tak dobrze, pan doktor.
There's a small tear in your diverticula, your bowel.
Hence the infection causing some discomfort.
What would you prescribe, Dr March?
IV 4.5g Tazocin, 500mg Metronidazole TDS.
Textbook. Right, go ahead and organise please, Zosia.
Gibberish! What does this mean for me, Essie?
It's all good news. Some drugs, some rest.
We'll have you out of here in no time.
Where are you from in Poland, Joe?
Our family lived in the east.
My mother came from Podlaska, near the border.
Grandpa was from a village near Lublin.
I can speak for myself, Essie.
When did you come to England?
'48. When the Communists came to power.
So you ended up here, built a new life.
It's a tight community, isn't it?
Mama used to take me to Pushka every Sunday for lunch.
She was friendly with the owner's wife.
The Bartkiewiczs. Lovely people.
Did the son take over? I haven't been there for years!
I... I don't know.
But you know the Bartkiewiczs? Everyone went to Pushka!
Never heard of them.
They'd all tell tall tales from the old country.
I bet you've got quite a story yourself?
Absolutely none of your business. I never talk about.
You have no idea what I went through.
-I want Maggie!
I'm here. Hey, hey, just relax. OK?
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause offence, Mr Goodridge.
Not everybody had a happy ending.
I'm really sorry. I was just trying to make a connection with him.
Grandpa was captured and then he was sent to the Majdanek work camp.
He'd lost everyone by the time he came here.
We'll never really understand what he went through.
Stephanie's INR has come back normal.
I know. That's not good with a prosthetic heart valve.
Greatly increases the chance of clotting.
You've prescribed Heparin?
FBCs show she's suffering from mild thrombocytopenia
which isn't on her file.
Thrombocytopenia only affects the platelets. Heparin will be fine.
So, how goes it with our glorious leader?
Oh, fabulous(!) Apart from the fact she brings up a little bit of sick every time she looks at me.
That's how all the best rom-coms start.
You'll be engaged by Christmas.
This is a good case for a newbie if you're looking to try and impress Serena.
Who says I am?
Don't go all bitchy on me. I'm trying to throw you a bone here, Fifi.
Listen to her chest. You'll hear abnormalities.
There'll be a sort of clunk sound rather than a "whump".
That's the valve working correctly.
I'll finish up when you're done here.
You didn't write, you didn't call...
Don't worry, your secret is safe with me.
I could even go for round two if you're so inclined.
You were a mistake, Harry. I was drunk.
Breathe a word of this to anyone and I'll hurt you. Badly.
I know, I've still got the scratches.
My marriage is at stake here!
I'm not getting a clunk.
If the valve wasn't working, she'd be dead by now.
You do know how to use a stethoscope, don't you?
Yeah, I know how to strangle someone with it, absolutely.
Let me know when her INR's reporting correctly.
I think we should do an ECG.
Do what you like. Knock yourself out, newbie.
Just don't forget the heparin.
When do I get out?
All in good time.
I wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't give you the full MOT.
Listen, Stephanie, have you had any problems in the past
with your prosthetic heart valve?
No. None whatsoever.
No palpitations? Regular check-ups? That kind of thing.
It runs like clockwork. You'd barely even know it was there.
So are we done yet?
Just a few more tests.
An ECG, a chest CT scan.
Please don't worry, we're going to have you up and running ASAP. OK?
Do you have to be so clumsy?
It's fine, I've got it. Giving someone else grief, Chelsey?
Craig gone AWOL?
He's trying his best, but he's lost everything because of me!
So you've thrown your toys out of the pram just because Doug's left? Classic blame projection.
Oh, like you'd know how I'd feel?
Five foster homes later, and here I am.
Whatever! Your mum's told me all about your perfect life.
What? You're just saying you were in care to connect with me or something?
She is my real mum, but please don't believe the hype.
So you really were a foster kid?
Yeah. But that's between you and me.
People have a tendency to judge you.
Make assumptions, form opinions they have no right to make.
I hated all of it. I never felt like I belonged anywhere.
And I gave everyone hell.
I've messaged Doug to tell him I'm in hospital. Where is he?
Poor you. Grow a thicker skin, Chelsey.
The only person who truly cares about you, is you.
What was that, Joe?
Do you know where you are?
Can you tell me your name?
Ich heisse Josef Dalke.
Who's Josef Dalke?
Shut up! You! Boring into me. You! With those dark eyes.
Leave me alone!
He's going into septic shock.
Temperature's climbing. OK, we need to examine you, Joe. OK?
Go and get my granddaughter. I want Essie here!
OK, you better page Mr Levy. He's starting to decompensate.
I don't think anybody sets out to be a bad parent. I think we just get...
Craig! What is wrong with Chelsey?
There's a problem with her oesophageal dilation. It's a small tear that's become infected.
Well we believe that she hasn't been sticking to the strict diet she was set.
I had no idea. she told me she was well.
This is typical of you. I mean, how could you let this happen?
What the hell do you care? Where have you been?
Do you think we could sort this out another time, guys?
Right now Chelsey needs both of you.
Where is she? I need to speak to her.
They've just taken her to theatre.
I've got to get over there right now, so if you'll excuse me.
If anything happens to her I will never forgive you.
-You know you said Joe was an old soldier?
-Oh, yes. Was I right?
Yep. He said he got shot when the Germans invaded Poland.
Outgunned, outmanned. Poles didn't stand a chance.
He gave me a different name when the delirium set in.
Is that a big a deal? Maybe he's just anglicised his Polish name like you have?
What is it? Marc...
-Yes, to March. Lots of immigrants did it. Everyone wants to fit in. Don't they?
-Is that all?
-His Polish was poor when I spoke to him.
It's probably been a while, Zos. He's been here a long time.
He referred to me in the male form.
That's just a mistake.
I'm sorry, you don't forget something like that. Even after 70 years. It's like me calling you Miss.
He said his name was Josef Dalke... in German.
OK. Where are you going with this?
I don't know.
You're the military history nerd. Why don't you tell me?
Right, OK, well plenty of Germans lived in Poland before the war.
They were called Volksdeutsche. So he would have grown up with them.
OK, so that explains him speaking German,
but it doesn't explain him giving me a German name.
Let's look at the facts. He's in a weakened condition, he's in a state of delirium.
-So... And you said he was shot. What was that? He was...
Captured and sent to a work camp.
OK, so he would have been in day to day contact with German guards.
So he probably just named one of them?
So you're just saying post traumatic dissociative episode brought on by the delirium?
Well those kind of memories don't go away, Zosia.
This is a mess. So much sepsis.
That would explain her discomfort.
She's nearly left it too late. Right, there's the tear.
It's badly festered, bigger than we thought. 3-0 Vicryl please.
So Doug's finally turfed up.
It's not our business.
Essie tells me I've been spouting nonsense.
It can happen with delirium. You shouldn't worry too much.
So I'm not going mad?
No... I don't believe you are, Joe.
I'm truly sorry for upsetting you earlier. I never meant to...
All is forgiven.
I know you're doing your best to help an ungrateful old man.
You know, a state of delirium unlocks memories you've
probably tried hard all your life to block out. It's called...
Have you not got the message? The past is the past.
I don't go there anymore. So please...
leave it alone.
Right, hopefully that will hold. Let's close her up.
You know, Chelsey's going to need Doug and Craig more than ever if she makes it through this.
Family is important.
Wow, Mum and Dad are back together(!) That's great news(!)
She doesn't need her carers at each other's throats.
But they can work it out. It's clearly what she wants.
You really love a happy ending, don't you?
She's not a band aid baby. She's a foster kid.
She'd be better off without them.
It was nice of your mum to talk to her though.
So there was a time when the two of you got along?
Can you finish off here, please?
Move her to HDU when she's out of recovery.
There must have been a time when you and Paula were happy.
You gave her a kidney for God's sake.
And what about all the stuff she was telling Chelsey?
It was a load of rubbish. Lies. All of it.
See, what you need to learn about Mommy dearest
is that she genuinely doesn't believe she's done anything wrong.
It's all about how people perceive her.
What if she has to spin a yarn or 12?
And you know what the sad part is? You're falling for it.
How's Joe doing?
Stable for now. Next few hours will be crucial for him.
Right, you need to see this.
What is it?
So, the SS tattooed their blood groups on to their left arms.
It was how a lot of them were identified after the war.
Joe hasn't got any tattoos.
No, but...he has scar tissue here.
Looks like a badly-healed wound.
Yes, we know he's got lots of scars.
The Russians hunted down the remnants of the SS
at the end of the war.
No trials, no mercy. Crucified some of them.
It's very well documented.
The surviving SS would cut out their tattoos,
burn them off, anything to get rid.
It was a mark of death for them.
What if the scar's just another work injury?
Yeah, well. Here's hoping it is.
And there is actually no other way of proving otherwise.
He said he came to England in 1948, when the Communists took over Poland.
So that's three years after the end of the war.
But the Communists had been in charge for ages by then.
Actually, it would've been very difficult to leave by 1948.
It doesn't add up, does it?
But the SS? Is that even possible?
He would have been a teenager by the time the war started.
It's not out of the question. Some of them were that young.
-This wasn't like getting a puppy, Craig.
You and her were like party central -
now look at her.
Oh, you're so perfect, aren't you?
Maybe if you weren't so wrapped up with work
and spent time with us for a change...
You are childish and reckless.
I thought having Chelsey in our lives might settle you down.
That makes it all right for you to just leave her high and dry like that!
Yeah, I may be more like her mate, but you know she looks up to you.
-How is she?
Well, we expect her to make a full recovery.
-But the sensible diet still stands.
-How did you know to come here?
-Oh, come on Craig.
No, I'm serious.
Well, I didn't call you. Why would I?
You haven't answered my other calls. Thought you weren't bothered.
-What about all the e-mails?
You've sent me about 12 a day, Craig.
It's been getting a bit annoying, if I'm honest.
I don't think it takes Miss Marple to work this one out.
So you weren't watching Last Tango in Paris
and thinking about me the other night?
What are we going to do?
Sorry to interrupt, but this simply can't wait.
Latest scan shows that the perforation in your bowel
has become bigger, Joe.
The only option now is surgical.
Could you lean forward for me, please?
Just...just another scar to go with the others.
This procedure, Joe, has very significant risks.
Now, in the event of any major problems,
resuscitation in a man of your age
can be both very difficult and very traumatic.
Now you need to understand this, OK?
We would be duty bound to do whatever we can for you.
Now, there is something called a DNR Order
which means "do not resuscitate".
Are you trying to scare me, Doctor?
Because I don't scare easily.
It's a decision you don't have to make yet.
But I think it's something that you and Essie should talk about.
-I need to know exactly what I'm dealing with.
And I guarantee you, Jac will give Emma the unvarnished truth
when she's old enough.
I left her when she was 12 years old, if you must know.
I didn't see her again until four years ago.
Look, I was barely coping.
When Jac went off to summer camp, I...I was left with time to ponder.
Maybe too much time.
Paula, I'm facing the possibility of never seeing my daughter again.
Then you'll understand how strong I had to be for Jac.
I couldn't give her what she deserved.
I figured if I left, someone else would.
You were young,
and I understand that you were maybe not coping.
But there must have come a time
when you could have come back to her?
I mean, before you needed a kidney, that is.
Don't you think that would have been too little, too late?
It's never too late when it comes to your kids.
She gave you a kidney,
and now she can't bring herself to look at you.
It was me who walked away from Jac after the operation.
So all your talk about Emma and the money,
and everything else...
You were just using me the same way you used your daughter.
That's not true.
Does it not matter to you that I'm dying?
You're still here, aren't you?
I've been an idiot, as usual.
I'm too trusting.
Looking for the good when there plainly isn't any.
I guess you won't want any more of my money then, will you?
Ah, now - see, this is the real Paula.
You owe me.
You'd never be able to fight this legal case
if I wasn't helping you.
And that's the only reason you're going to stay.
The only reason I'm going to tolerate you...
For Emma's sake.
There is clearly something not right with him.
He is hiding something and you know it.
Right, Zosia, just chill for a second, OK? Just...
Why bring me that photo?
Why tell me about that tattoo if you didn't think that...?
OK, right. Do you really think this all adds up?
That we've got enough evidence to accuse this man of being an escaped Nazi?
Think about what we're risking if we speak up.
What do we risk if we don't say anything?
Look, it's all conjecture, it's conspiracy theory.
-We don't have any proper proof.
-That's why I need your help.
Look, your dad wants me.
You know what we could look for.
There must be a way of finding out who this man really is.
Or who Josef Dalke is...or was?
Yeah, OK...look, I can't do this now.
Let's talk about it later.
He's going into high-risk surgery, possibly with a DNR.
There might be no "later"!
Well, then it all becomes academic.
She's just not well enough to speak to you now.
I'll let you know when she is. All right?
You need to take a look at this heart.
Seems pretty normal to me.
Maybe you'd like to stop looking quite so smug
and tell me what this is all about?
That is Stephanie Grove's chest CT scan.
There is no prosthetic heart valve.
Then she's not Stephanie Grove.
Whoever she is, she does have an undiagnosed bleed.
It's small, but it's definitely there.
If we had prescribed her the heparin,
she would have bled out by now.
And your point is?
Well, my spidey sense was tingling so...
So you thought you'd show me what an asset to the hospital
your superpowers could be?
I knew something was wrong so I checked it out.
Took you long enough.
Didn't you look to see if she was a member of the zipper club
when you examined her?
The fact that she had no scar would have told you all.
Look, I imagine you think that scoring brownie points
means something to me,
so let's get one thing straight.
We are a team here on AAU. Be part of it.
You should have gone to Dr Tressler with this, not me.
Now the Traffic Police say
that the vehicle our mystery woman was driving
has been reported stolen.
So I suggest you find out who she really is,
but more importantly, book her in for surgery.
The...the DNR? Essie said I had to sign a form or something.
Do you understand the consequences of what you're signing?
Do you think I'm stupid, girl?
I have stared death in the face many a time, my dear.
It holds no fear for me.
Are you a religious man, Joe?
I have faith of sorts, if that's what you mean.
My wife was the religious one.
-Do you want to see a priest?
I'll just sort your paperwork.
Soon be with you, my darling.
Let's give them ten minutes, OK, before we take him to theatre.
Maggie...what's with the tears?
It's Estelle, you numpty. And I'm not crying.
I've just got something in my eye, that's all.
Whoever you are, you need to get back on the ward immediately!
You never saw me, this didn't happen.
We can all live happily ever after.
You've broken my nose!
Then just disappear, unless you want some more?
You have internal bleeding.
You think I'm going to fall for that?
The police are in there, waiting for me.
You need to listen to me.
If you don't get surgery today,
chances are the worst is going happen.
That car was supposed to be mine.
What are you talking about?
I gave him everything.
You know, we were meant to be trying for a baby.
And then Sex-On-Legs started working for him and then just...
Listen, I have already called your boyfriend -
He's on his way here now.
Look, I explained the situation to him.
And he isn't going to press charges. He's just concerned for you.
Right, what's your real name?
OK, well. We can sort this out.
You don't need to worry.
-Jane, you get in that cab and you're going to die.
A little help here.
Take her back to AAU
and inform Ms Campbell that she's back on the ward.
Oh, Fifi, she's spoilt those pretty boy looks of yours.
When d'you find out about the boyfriend?
I didn't. I just knew I needed to get her back in there.
And call me Fifi again,
and you'll be the one with the broken nose.
Nearly done! Give that a snip for me. Thank you.
-BP's low - 78/32.
-Right. Let's see if that holds.
Good. Right, back to observation for you, I think.
Right, let's get this resection done and maybe he's got a fighting chance.
OK, clamps. Thanks, Mel.
He's arrested! One milligram of adrenaline, please.
Damn. Ribs have broken. Can we have the paddles, please? Thank you.
He's back with us.
Wow! You Poles are tough, aren't you?
Good, well, he's going to be pretty sore when he comes round, so...
There's no telling how that'll affect him.
Let's get this done before he gives us another scare.
OK, let's try again. Clamps, thank you.
The ECHO shows an arterial septal defect, a hole in her heart.
Well, is it treatable?
We need to know that any infection from the oesophageal tear
has cleared up, then we can operate.
It's quite a straightforward procedure.
She's already been through so much. What would have caused it?
Chelsey probably had it from birth
but her recent lifestyle choices won't have helped.
Thank you. I know you've done everything you can for her.
Something amusing you?
Sorry, no, it's just Chelsey playing cupid on the e-mails, you know...
She was so determined to get you guys back together.
We won't be getting back together.
I don't understand? I thought you were...
Craig is Funtime Frankie.
I really thought having Chelsey would change him but it made him worse.
Like having two teenagers at times.
You're not just going to leave Chelsey, are you?
None of this is her fault. We'll look after her.
It just doesn't change anything between me and Craig.
So much for happy endings.
We managed to take out the infected bowel.
So I'm a lot more confident of a full recovery now.
I don't know how to thank you.
I really thought I was saying goodbye to him today.
Well, don't thank me yet. He's going to be very sore.
Might give you a hard time.
He knows how to deal with pain.
Usually by giving me a dog's life.
I'm not taking the job, by the way.
I figure he needs me more than ever right now.
Well, that's your choice.
And AAU's loss.
Just when I thought I'd got rid of the old goat
and could land myself a pretty boy doctor at last!
How very annoying for you.
Well, if it's any consolation, he did give us quite a fright in there.
Unfortunately I had to break some of his ribs when I performed CPR.
What do you mean?
We lost him for a moment. He went into VF.
It's fine. It wasn't for long, so...
hopefully I'm not expecting any lasting damage.
You resuscitated him?
Yeah, well, obviously.
He told Dr March that he wanted a DNR.
-KNOCK ON DOOR
You wanted to see me?
Jane came through her surgery.
You saved her life.
I really don't want to like you, Dr Copeland.
But you've earned my respect today.
Have you not enjoyed the cut and thrust of emergency medicine?
Can't get enough of it.
Oh, please don't try to play me, Dominic, it's bad enough with Harry.
Now, I can open doors for an ambitious F1.
..but wine makes people happy.
Alexander Fleming, God bless you.
Nice shoes, by the way.
Jimmy Choo, if I'm not mistaken?
Have you any idea what you've done?
You're only telling me now that Joe requested a DNR!
I judged him unfit to sign.
Have you completely lost your mind?
I've begun to document my findings. He was suffering from delirium all day.
-You're telling me now but you didn't think to mention it in surgery?
It was not your call to make, Zosia!
I really think...
Zosia! I said, go home.
OK, so pop that anywhere in the pack. Thank you. OK, right.
So now this queen of hearts, with her crimson hair,
was said to be so beautiful
that she could charm the birds from the trees.
No man could resist her!
At last, Digby, bit of showmanship! Well done.
Thank you. And so when the black kings conspired to imprison her
their dark guards found it impossible not to fall in love with her.
So they released her to the top of the tower.
Where her friends, the eagles, swept in to take her away.
So is she at the top of the tower?
In your face, Houdini!
Right, Digby, do it again. But quickly now.
OK, so the jealous black kings were so enraptured by her beauty,
that they kept incarcerating her.
Oh, dear. So disappointing.
A child could do that trick!
Good effort, Frank. I really thought you had him there.
Mr Self? Sorry, what time is it, Mr Self?
But what the black kings didn't realise was that Red
was a raging kleptomaniac and slowly bled them dry.
I've got to get a picture of this!
Worth every penny. Do you take a cheque, Dr Digby?
Yeah, just excuse me one minute.
Zosia, wait up!
Did Joe get through his surgery?
Yes, he did.
OK, listen, I've been thinking.
So what if he was a soldier.
You don't want to be worrying about some old man.
How long's he got to live anyway?
That why we have to move quickly. Come on.
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