All Before Them Holby City

Harry...

and I slept together.

You what?

I know what you're doing with Zosia.

-He knows.

-What?

-About that night.

-He knows?!

MUSIC: "Another Love" by Tom Odell

Argh!

PHONE RINGS

Love you.

Is he here yet?

-Why are you here?

-Amy?

Don't tell me,

you want to come sort the whole thing out like a gentleman now?

My end of placement review? Raf's assessing me?

Look, it's vital I pass. It's my ticket out of here.

-Then we can all just...go back to normal.

-Normal?!

I can't fail.

I need your help on this, for both of our sakes.

So, where is he?

Ms Campbell?

Ah, glad to see you haven't been struck down. Women.

-Stronger constitution.

-Sorry?

-Corollary of "having-it-all", I suppose.

-What?!

Well, the reality is, it never ends though.

Your parent your children, parent your colleagues,

-then you parent the parents!

-Ms Campbell.

Raf. Is he in yet?

Don't get me wrong, I was never accustomed to knowing

the exact whereabouts of my husband but...

..Mr Di Lucca, he...called in sick?

Thank you.

SCREAMS

You're doing really well. That's it, you're nearly there.

Sorry. Sorry, can I just get past, please?

Come on, people, you heard the man.

Ah, thanks, Mo. Or should I call you Moses?

Head's out. She's not going anywhere.

Look, in a little sec,

I'm going to ask you to give one last little push, OK? Ready.

One, two, three! Good girl.

Well done. Here we are.

Looking very studious.

End of year, I suppose, a lot of pressure.

-Is this is some kind of lecture?

-No, no, it's just...

Your mother was so much better at this than me, but anyway...

Good luck.

Thanks.

Next.

Thanks.

Hello. What've we got here then?

Face is here, actually.

Sorry. Yes. Of course, I was just, erm...

I know what you were doing.

Fun, aren't they?

Can I get you anything, a blanket? A cocktail?

It's never too early for a cocktail.

So, Eva Wilde?

Took on an apple tree it seems.

Tree of Knowledge. Rehearsal for my burlesque show.

Some cow obviously tied my corset too tight.

Passed out and fell off.

Burlesque. From the Italian, "burla" - to joke.

-You're a joker.

-You don't know the half of it, love.

Raf, please, just give me a minute.

I don't think it's a good idea for us to be here.

-Can we just...

-Look, does he know about...?

No.

-Come on. You can do better than that.

-Feels good, actually.

Oh, one of my oldest mates.

Didn't know you were planning on a coup.

You know, I can run a hospital,

but can I keep my daughter on track?

What has she done now?

Oh, she's been all over the place for months.

Behind on her assessments.

And I have just caught her availing herself of emergency contraception.

-What?

-Yeah.

The last thing she needs is some witless homunculus

messing up her work schedule. Anyway. Rebellion over?

-What?

-My desk, Jesse.

Oh. Yeah, of course.

PAGER BEEPS

No rest for the wicked.

Emergency contraception?!

All right, "Uncle Jesse", so I missed a pill, it happens.

Hey, you.

Having fun?

Oh, a miraculous recovery, Mr Di Lucca.

Nothing a stiff Bloody Mary wouldn't sort out, hmm?

No. I...

Well, I'm glad you're A-OK for the boy wonder here's review.

HIGH-PITCHED TONE

HE SIGHS

CLOCK TICKS

PHONE RINGS

HIGH-PITCHED TONE

HE SIGHS

Oh.

CRIES ECHO

CRIES ECHO

CRIES ECHO

SCREAMING

I think you'll find you're late, again.

Grumpy. Not good enough sleep?

No, as it happens. I didn't.

And from what I heard, which was pretty much everything,

neither did you.

Oh, pipe down. Jesse was on call last night.

He didn't even stay that long.

Well, at least take it to your room next time?

-I'll buy you a new one.

-It's limited edition, so...

Jesse knocked it with his enormous...

OK. I don't want to know the details, thank you.

You know, Freud would have an absolute field day with you.

I mean, how long is playing daddy issues with your lover boy

realistically going to last?

-Anyway. I thought you only did casual?

-I did.

SCREAMS

Hello? Hello?

SCREAMS

Hello? Are you all right?

Calm down, calm...

This mortuary is off limits to patients.

Your chest, I'll just have a quick listen

and then we'll get you back on the ward.

Treatment...is futile.

No!

There's no point trying to save me.

I am already dead.

HIGH-PITCHED TONE

You, man.

You are as dead as I am.

Amy.

He's gunning for me. You've got to speak to him.

Get him to drop out of my review.

Presentation?

Dizziness from the...outfit, caused the fall.

Multiple, superficial lacerations

-and a penetrating wound to the abdomen.

-Do you mind?

Argh!

It's tender, but these should heal without surgery.

Great. I've been working on this act for months. Eve De Fallen.

I'm literally the fallen woman.

Argh!

I'll get you some pain relief.

Raf. Let's just go. Let someone else handle Harry's review.

What was it like?

-What?

-Did he, did he really do it for you?

You know,

the thing I keep thinking, that I can't quite get my head around,

you're a pharmacist, Amy.

Why didn't you just take the morning after pill?

This hospital's full of self-involved,

self-important school boys.

What clown has upset my fave bulldog this time?

Why do you think she's picked you, Jesse,

one of her dad's best friends?

Look, Col, we're both consenting adults.

She is a lost, little girl.

She's more manipulative, more volatile

and far more fragile then you think.

-It's just a bit of fun!

-Is that how Zosia sees it?

Look, it's not like I'm setting off nuclear warheads here, is it?

Zosia has been on one long explosive anti-Guy campaign.

Why you, Jesse? Vanity aside.

Do you really think she wants to keep this from her dad?

This, erm...morning after whatsit...

Wow!

Zosh, you're a very...very attractive women,

but don't you think things are getting a little bit dangerous?

Mad, bad, dangerous to know.

-I didn't know you were into poetry.

-Only the rebels.

Yeah, yeah. And what exactly are you rebelling against?

Look, Zosh, Zosh, you're clearly under a lot of pressure, yeah?

-End of the year assessments.

-Some kind of role play?

No, no...

Look, I've got to think about what's best for you.

What's best for me?!

Look, look. Maybe we should just, erm...

..cool things off?

What?!

-Just for a bit.

-What do you mean "just for a bit"?

Look, look. I'd better...

Jesse.

Hey, big man.

Ashley, hi!

What are you doing here?

Sorry. Just...

Come back from an early shift.

Thought he was at school and just found him, proper...

..shaking. Didn't know where else to go.

Hey, hey, hey. It's OK. It's all right, OK?

Hey, you.

See these bad boys. You're in safe hands, OK?

Come on, let's check in properly.

It seems you need a doctor more than I.

I'll live.

Oh, living is dying.

-Mr...

-Bloom.

I am a doctor.

Your respiratory rate is very high. We need to get you proper treatment.

Where have you come from?

Ah, that is the fundamental question, doctor, the fundamental...

Which ward?

Darwin ward.

-She was my secretary at St Ignatius and then...

-And the boy?

Ah, he's a smart kid. Verging on Mensa.

Temporal lobe epilepsy since childhood.

Well, he's on the maximum dose of anti-epileptic medication,

so he shouldn't be having any seizures.

Ah, that king needs to be protected. You're not in your endgame yet.

So, Fred, have you been taking your medication properly?

-It's possible I've missed a few.

-Ah.

-Freddie!

Don't catastrophise, Ashley. It was one fit.

I just need to get checked over, then we can get out of here.

-Right, Jesse?

-He's got a chess thing coming up.

The championship final.

I really can't afford to disrupt my practice schedule.

Oh, thinking man's game. I dabble a bit.

Do you want me to play you?

Hey, goose, chill. We're going to sort this, OK?

Who's my wingman?

They asked me to work an extra shift.

-I knew I should have said no...

-Hey, hey, Ash.

If you'll excuse us for one minute.

Dr Digby, what would be your course of action here?

Right. I'd...

Bloods, to check for anti-seizure meds.

Then, repeat MRI, EEG and PET scan.

Very good, Dr March.

Actually, seeing as I'm a bit behind,

this would be a perfect case for my ward-based assessment.

-Yeah, excellent idea.

-Neuro is actually Frank's...

Yeah, that is my gig, isn't it? So to speak.

See?

-Prof. Leonard Bloom.

-I didn't think you'd made it in today.

Irregular heartbeat and respiratory distress.

-He needs an ECG, an ECHO.

-Right, is everything OK?

No.

I want to know why this man was left cavorting with cadavers in

the mortuary, when he should have been up here?

-Well, he said he was going to...

-We are a little bit rushed here.

I have Mr Self breathing down my neck for this Herzig presentation.

I am not going to be able to take this case.

Right, well we could really use some extra help.

Yes, and the Herzig could really use some publicity.

-Time is running out.

-You'll get it done.

Yeah, you're Professor Hope, you're invincible.

I'd ask you both please not to disturb me.

MACHINE BEEPS

-Have you given her something?

-No! Of course not.

Go get the resus kit. Now!

-What pain relief did you give her, Raf?

-Just morphine.

Raf, we need to resus.

'It's a standard drug.'

I need you to administer 400 micrograms of naloxone.

-'With Harry Tressler?'

-Quick.

It's going to be OK, we saved it.

I see you with him.

I can't stop...

..seeing you...with him.

-And then there's...

-This?

This is yours, Raf.

It's yours, I can feel it.

But I need to know.

I want a paternity test.

Beautiful aren't they, babies? Unspoiled.

What can I do you for anyway?

Were you due a check-up of your little miracle?

"The world was all before them."

Oh, yes. It's a card for my niece, just got engaged.

Pretty young to be getting married though, she's only 23.

I was 23 when Raf and I...

Oh, well, there we go then, and look at you two.

Oh, I'm sorry... Here.

Here, go on, it's clean. Sorry.

Raf wants a paternity test.

A paternity test!

-Oh.

-One stupid mistake.

-I've spoiled everything.

-Come on.

None of us are infallible, Amy.

And I mean, you've been through a lot, three rounds of IVF,

you've got Raf's condition.

It could still be his, couldn't it?

It could.

Here's the thing.

Everyday, we make life-saving decisions based on

the facts available to us.

And in this case, talking sheerly statistically...

But you said it.

My miracle baby.

We can do the test. We can do it today if you want to.

But the likelihood is it won't be the result that you want.

Why don't you talk things over with Raf?

The kids at school call me Egghead.

Jesse said to tell them that my head's only bigger

-cos my brain is too.

-What a hero.

I'm dubious.

Does it look bigger to you?

It looks...

It's a good sized head.

So, your mother and Jesse worked together?

Yeah. They just hang out now.

-Hang out?

-It's cool.

Jesse's got lots of neat stuff at his.

He's got a massive telescope.

So, so what. You just hang out at Jesse's house?

Did you know there are more stars in the sky

than grains of sand on the Earth?

Jesse says the human brain is the universe in microcosm.

-There's so much we don't know.

-Fred!

Does your mum hang out with Jesse?

Yeah, all the time. She was there last night.

Did you actually take Eva's history?

She didn't say she was on anything.

Oh, too busy fooling around? Run some bloods.

Oh, you went off. Everything OK?

-Amy, have you booked the test?

-Yeah.

Didn't realise stripping was such a perilous pursuit.

And why didn't you call me?

Oh, it's not Swan Lake, so it can't be dancing, Grace!

What understanding can I expect from someone who lives in a tutu

and still talks about foreplay in basics?

-Stop making a scene.

-Can we just get out of here, please?

-Actually,

we need to find out why you reacted to the morphine.

Don't know. Needed some more drama in my life, clearly. Let's go.

Well, I thought maybe we could see Mr Cranston in oncology?

-We're here, so...

-Oncology?

-It's not even relevant.

-Our mum just died of ovarian cancer.

-I'm so sorry.

-Grace, go do some plies or something.

-I took the test.

I don't have the gene or whatever.

BRCA1? It runs in your family?

Mum, aunts...

-But she won't get the gene test.

-What?

So I can find out I've got it?

Look, you're doctors, tell her.

Surely it's better to know the truth?

-This isn't really...

-It's difficult.

Sometimes knowing the truth isn't...

-Well, knowing the truth can be difficult to handle.

-What?!

Look, excuse us. Could you walk with me, please?

Excuse me.

-What was all that about?

-Raf, I...

-What was all that about?

Not everything is clear cut, Raf, that's all.

What? Finding out if you're likely to develop a deadly cancer?

For which there are clear pre-emptive measures?

Having her ovaries removed on

the possibility that she might get cancer one day.

-What if she wants children?

-She'd be alive.

Would she?

What good will knowing actually do?

You put me here.

So you find out the worst.

-I need to know.

-Then what?

Then what happens, Raf?

I'm not bring up another man's child. Especially his.

If it's not my... It's up to you.

It's me or that baby.

Ladies and gentleman, I've been asked...

I'd... Ladies and gentleman,

I'd like to introduce to you the Herzig five.

It's the walking dead.

Mortuary man. His test results came back.

Where's Ms Effanga? I told her to handle this case.

Oh, I can't find her.

Will you at least take a look at them?

Uncontrolled fits can put a person at serious risk of injury,

be life-threatening even.

What are you actually telling me here?

Well, I know you've discussed the possibility of surgery,

as a last resort,

but I feel we're reaching that point.

Oh, God.

If the surgery is successful then Fred will be cured.

-If?

-Ash...

Any surgery carries risk.

-Risk?

-Ash...

What risk?

Well, if there are complications, which I have to say is rare,

then there is a risk of neurological deficit,

stroke, memory problems, infection,

and of course there's always the risk of

the patient not making it through.

What would you do?

Ms Bamber, I really think this should be your decision.

Jesse, please.

Well, he is a highly-strung kid.

And he might, well, you both

might find it difficult to manage his fits.

And Mr Self is right, the procedure could cure him.

We'll give you some time.

Don't you think Fred should have a say? He is 14.

You can't just decide what's best for him.

-I know this family, OK?

-Yeah, you seem very involved.

Excuse me?

Why didn't you stay over, last night?

What? I was on call.

Look, Zosia, this is a very difficult case for me.

I don't need the added hassle.

Whatever's going on, it's going to show up in your blood results.

Moclobomide.

Well, that's what reacted with the morphine.

How long have you been on anti-depressants?

Eva?

-Kelp extract?! Why would you hide...?

-Eva?

Kelp is sold as a preventative for breast and ovarian cancer.

Why? I don't understand.

You always got the good genes.

You've got it?

Mum's cancer gene?

Why didn't you tell me?

I just... I feel like, maybe it's going to be OK.

Auntie Jan got cancer when she was 27. You're 27!

You've got more than a 60 percent chance of getting breast cancer

in your lifetime, and 50 percent chance of getting ovarian cancer.

-But they're just numbers...

-They're our numbers, Eva!

-They were Mum's numbers!

-Why not just tear me apart.

Probably too irresponsible for kids anyway, right?

Don't pretend that you don't know.

-You saw what happened to...

-Whatever.

-Grace!

-Grace!

Ah!

We're going to need to take you to theatre, Eva, I'm afraid.

What? But you said I didn't need to go.

-Can we get some help, please?

-No.

I know it sounds irrational.

But...

I woke up one day and I couldn't walk.

I just kept falling.

My body...

it felt like it wasn't there.

And then I realised...

..I was dead.

Mr Bloom, You've had a pericardial effusion which is a build-up

of fluid in the sac around the heart.

I can see your little picture, Professor.

You need to have this drained.

But it's wrong.

I have no heart.

-Otherwise you could die.

-I'm like the Tin Man.

You're being treated in St James's for renal failure.

I suspect that the kidney issue are causing the heart problem.

I have no kidneys!

Mr Bloom, with all due respect, we are very, very busy.

-Time is not on our side.

-Time.

There's a maniac scattering dust.

I gave my whole life to time.

-Could you pass me my jacket?

-Yep.

Vintage. Nice.

First watch I ever made.

Before the factories turned a craft into cheap commerce.

Right...

Professor...

this watch did not miss a beat...

..until the day I died.

That's weird.

You're not helping, feeding into this mumbo jumbo.

Before...

..in the mortuary...

..I saw you.

You know what it feels like.

Professor Hope?

Walking, a dead man amongst all these...living.

Call psych. Now!

-Have you spoken to Raf yet?

-What?

My review! He's been on one all day.

Amy, he's going to fail me.

-All this bloody collateral damage.

-Collateral? You have no idea.

What?

Your career is the least of my worries. You're on your own.

Ms Campbell. Nice shoes, by the way.

Not sure they're quite your size, Dr Tressler.

Banter. Actually, have you got a minute?

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

You just walked in front of the car. I...

Get out of the road, leave the car.

You were leaving?

You have to choose to live, don't you?

Grace, she's scared.

And there are pre-emptive measures to fix all this.

You're both so young. To undergo that kind of surgery

and potentially lose the chance to have children,

-when nothing's even wrong.

-I just...

I can't lose her, too.

You're really lucky. And you...

-Sorry, I...

-No.

It's fine.

I bet it's a girl.

When are you due?

What will they do in surgery? To my brain?

They'll cut out the side piece that's causing...

They'll cut... They'll cut a piece out of it?!

Will it affect my memory?

Where I store all of my chess moves?

It's possible.

But only if there are complications.

Jesse didn't tell me that.

Why didn't he tell me? Why did he lie?

Could I die?

No. I can't. Don't, please!

-I'm here. I'm here. It's OK, Evie.

-Eva, this is just a simple operation,

to repair the cut on your abdomen.

But that's what they said to Mum, isn't it?

And we argued, and she went in. And...

I miss her too. I'm sorry I've been...

About the tests and stuff.

Eva, you need to calm down.

Everything's going to go wrong. Everything always does for me.

What do you do together, to chill out?

We're so different.

What makes you both happy?

MUSIC: "Waiting All Night" by Rudimental feat Ella Eyre

How's the game, big man?

Oh, you've got all the moves, haven't you?

Checkmate. Black wins. No operation.

Wait, Fred...

He told you my brain's bigger, but it isn't.

And now they want to cut pieces out of it.

I won't be able to play chess any more.

I could end up like one of those zombies on machines. I could die!

Whoa, whoa. Where's all this coming from?

-At least she told me the truth.

-All I said was...

Fred, listen to me.

-That is the worst possible outcome.

-I've researched my rights.

I know I'm not technically an adult, but I'm Gillick competent.

Fred, what I meant was...

If you try and make me have the operation

-I'll sue the hospital for assault.

-Oh, God.

No, Fred, listen to me. Yes. You're right. But...

This procedure can be risky.

But there's a good chance it will cure your...

But you don't know that, do you?

You haven't got all the moves.

It's like the universe. It's chaos.

It was irresponsible, it was unprofessional.

-I mean, what the hell were you thinking?

-He asked me.

I am not in the habit of lying to people.

Can you two keep it down?

-This is not one of your games, Zosia.

-My games?

-Jesse, leave it!

-He has severe uncontrolled epilepsy.

He doesn't know the dangers, he's just a kid.

I'm starting to think you are too.

Well, shouldn't you sign some register then?

Then again, probity isn't really your thing, is it?

OK, have you two finished?

Yeah, yeah. I'm done here, OK. Done.

-What do you want, Arthur?

-OK, sorry. I didn't mean interrupt.

It's just Fred's missing, so...

Look, we all have our off days. You know what I do?

-Put on some cute underwear, usually pink...

-Adele.

Sorry, TMI? TMI.

What on earth are you doing? That's Mr Blooms.

Yeah, I know. Leonard thinks his watch stopped when he died.

And that was only a week ago. What if something happened then?

-To make him give up on everything.

-A bit tenuous.

OK, look at his prescription.

Sorry.

Aciclovir.

It's used for cold sores, shingles, that sort of thing.

Yeah, and what's the date on the prescription?

Just a few days before he thinks he died

Leonard started taking aciclovor.

Certainly a coincidence.

No, but there has to be a link.

Hang on.

He has renal failure.

Which could prevent his kidneys from flushing out the drug compounds.

OK.

Let's get a blood test.

See if the drug has lingered in Leonard's system.

Well done.

So, you stole an operation that I essentially shotgunned.

-As a member of the Rat Pack...

-Arthur...

-..and then you lose the patient!

-Just...

-Well done, Lolita.

-Seriously.

No, you're really winning at life, aren't you?

-Are you... Are you crying?

-No!

I think you, sort of, basically... OK.

-Fred!

-No.

No, please, don't tell Ashley.

Did you hide in here

because you knew you were going to have a seizure?

Did you?

You've been having them for a while, haven't you?

I hate them.

Why did you lie?

This is more important than your chess championships.

When I play chess, I know all the right moves.

Winning the competitions makes Ashley happy.

It's just you and your mum, isn't it?

Yes.

-And Jesse?

-They hang out. I told you.

OK, so, he lets her clean his place

cos when she lost her job at the hospital,

-she started crying in the night again.

-He helped her out.

Maybe he still might like her, like that?

On the chessboard it's simple.

There's a king, there's a queen.

There's a knight, a whole army.

Two people is not enough.

If I have this operation, Ashley can't look after herself.

Raf, is Eva all right?

She'll be fine.

You know, I've been thinking.

You had it all worked out, didn't you?

The extra training sessions. Covering his mistake.

-How many times was it?

-What?

-Was it really just that one night?

-Or did you keep at it until you knew that you were pregnant?

-No!

You just had to have a baby.

-Doesn't matter whose.

-Raf, that was an accident.

When's the paternity test?

You haven't booked it.

-I just think we need time, to discuss...

-Why would you?

Yeah, you were going to carry on, pretend it was my child.

You know I wouldn't do that.

What do I know?

Mr Di Lucca. The missing piece in this fascinating jigsaw puzzle.

-Dr Tressler seems to have some concerns.

-Concerns?

I didn't put it quite like that.

Oh, didn't you inform me of Mr Di Lucca's failure to lead

-resus on Eva Wilde this morning?

-What?!

I think failure's a little...

And request that I strike him from your assessment panel.

If I recall your rather self-indulgent phrasing correctly,

"in the interests of a fair trial."

-Fair trial.

-Mr Di Lucca.

My own fondness for a fine grape has lent you my empathy today.

But I am starting to get rather weary of this back and forth.

Are you or are you not sufficiently able to do this review?

Oh.

Freddie! Freddie! Where have you been?

What's happened? Your head?

He had another seizure.

You're right, he's been having them for a while.

-He didn't want to worry you.

-Hey.

Listen to me. I'm your mum.

You can tell me anything.

Hey, Freddie.

What do you say we put an end to these nasty little fits? Yeah?

Kate, could you look after Fred for me? Thanks. Thank you.

Jesse, I'm so sorry. I thought you and Ashley were, you know...

Ashley?!

That's what today's been about?

I didn't know where I stood after this morning, and then...

We'll talk later.

Right. That's the last of the fluids. Let's wrap this up.

He needs haemofiltration dialysis.

Professor, we were just about to...

He has large amounts of aciclovir in his system.

The renal failure means he's effectively been overdosing.

I believe...

We believe, that this may have caused symptoms similar to Cotard's.

Cotard's Syndrome? The death delusion?

Nurse, can we get renal to send up a machine please?

MUSIC: "You Belong To Me" by Bing Crosby

How's it going your end, J?

B/P and pulse stable. All nice and sexy down here.

What would I do without you?

The human brain - not to be underestimated.

Knows far more than we consciously think.

Right, good job, everyone. Let's close up.

Good.

Now, can you tell me what precautions you take

when prescribing, to avoid the risk of complication?

Yep, sure. So...

Why don't we use Eva Wilde as an example?

Eva Wilde?

Well, as you've already informed Ms Campbell,

she had a reaction to the morphine. Did you take an adequate history?

-She didn't mention she was taking moclobomide, mate, so...

-Mention?

Or is it just that you were too busy sexually harassing the patient.

-Excuse me?

-Yeah, playing with her...tassels.

-Dr Tressler, is this true?

-No!

-No?

Harry?

I mean, he's blowing it out of all proportion.

-It was a bit of banter.

-A bit of banter.

What is going on here?

Do you know the line between professional and personal,

-Dr Tressler?

-Yes, I do and I think that...

Because from what I've seen, you seem to think it's OK.

No sorry, correct that.

You seem to think that it's your right to

-go around with your limp, little silver spoon...

-Mr Di Lucca!

..taking liberties with things that aren't...

King.

Ash, he'll be tired.

Silly. Watched him play all these years.

Still don't know how any of this fits together.

Queen.

Mum.

Raf?

-Your ring.

-Why?

It was just a stupid, stupid mistake.

Why did I have to find out?

I'm so, sorry.

-Look, mate.

-Harry, leave.

-It happened, OK?

-Harry, leave.

-It's not the end of the world.

No, look I've got to pass this year

and you've pretty much just messed up my chances.

Just go away, Harry.

-Come on. Let's just have this out man to man. Oh, wait.

-No.

Oh, well done, well done.

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Are you OK?

Is it...?

Wait. Please tell me you're not...

Is it...?!

I'll do it.

I'll have the paternity test.

OK, OK, so I, erm... I messed up massively today.

And, that stunt, in my dad's office, that was childish.

-Zosia...

-But what if we told him.

Because I'm not done with this. I know I'm not.

You look just like your mum, when you make that face.

Really?

Look, Zosia, I know it's been a tough year for you.

But...

I'm like a rock that people smash themselves against.

You know what I mean?

And I can't do that to you.

So what? That's-that's it? It's just...

-It's all over now?

-I'm sorry.

You told Fred there are more stars in the sky

than grains of sand on the earth.

Yeah. It's true. Why?

I was just finding it hard to imagine how it all fits together.

Where...?

You've had an operation, Mr Bloom. On your heart.

My heart.

I can feel...

-You might feel a bit of pain.

-No.

I can feel it.

I'm here.

I'm alive.

We found excess aciclovir in your blood.

Because of the drugs you were taking.

Oh, wait. Can you pass me my watch?

Oh, my God.

Thank you, Professor.

-Oh, no, no. No, I couldn't...

-Please.

You've given me time back.

I don't need this any more.

But you do.

-I feel I owe you both an apology and an explanation.

-Nah.

So, the watch, did you?

I guess miracles can happen.

No! Ah! Right.

No, OK. Come on. No, no, no. Sorry.

Right, let's go. Upsey, upsey, upsey, oh...

OK, Frank, I've got it from here.

OK, why don't you just go and... Yep, wait over there.

-Zosia.

-Jesse, Jesse, Jesse, Jesse. No, OK.

Look, look, stop. Just.

I think you're cool, like, I really do.

The whole Rat Pack, Tom Cruise, brain surgery chap.

But she adores you.

And you knew that and you did it anyway.

Come on.

First time I saw you, at that uni ball.

You were dancing.

Knew right then, I'd marry you.

Despite the fact you have absolutely no rhythm.

I went to see Mr Thompson.

I didn't do the test, Raf.

I don't know why I didn't take the morning after pill.

But...

..I know it never crossed my mind to.

I want this baby.

I'm going to have it.

Ladies and gentleman, all our lives are fleeting.

But some people's lives are too brief.

And those that we can help, we must.

And we now can.

Ladies and gentleman, I present to you the Herzig five.