Arthur's Theme Holby City

-Stop!

-Don't turn around.

Arthur?

I'm glad to tell you that things look good for the future.

I'm going to be OK?

Everything's different, I'M different.

-Internet dating?

-How desperate do you thing I am?

You could give it a go, couldn't you?

-I've got loads of friends who've done it.

-Check this one out.

Ah!

What you did was wrong.

I'm nothing to anybody, so why should you be anything to me?

DIGBY!

MUSIC: "I Love It" by Icona Pop

# I don't care, I love it

# I don't care... #

Oh, no.

# I crashed my car into the bridge

# I don't care

# I love it

# I don't care... #

Chantelle...?

Sorry, sorry, did I wake you...?

I was just trying to get everything ready in time.

But it's...quarter to six.

Ta-da! Happy birthday!

Go on! Open it!

It's a stress ball!

She's a girl, her name's Holly - I thought

Willoughby could do with a mate.

It's meant to be funny!

Oh, no, it IS.

So? Got anything planned for today?

Not really, no...

I usually tend to ignore my birthday.

Oh?

Yeah, big build-up, big disappointment.

Anyway... let's gets some clothes on.

Brilliant. Yeah, you tell everybody at your end

and Histology. No, it's OK, I'll do the cake.

Um, Mary-Claire, sorry, got to go.

What's with the bombsite?! How are we supposed to work like this?

-Sorry, I was just getting to it.

-What, in between social calls?

No, no, it's Arthur's birthday. I'm organising a surprise party.

Surprise party for Digby? Please!

I thought it'd be nice. It's been ages since we've all...

Had a big knees-up. Yeah, I get it. Look, I'd clear all that up

if I was you. Before Ms Campbell shows up.

-PHONE RINGS

-Keller. Malick speaking.

Mr Hargreaves. Half-hour obs...?

-Oh, I'll go do it.

-It's OK, I've done it. But...

Hey, Heckle and Jeckle.

Got a cardio/GS crossover coming in.

38-year-old male, had a piggy-back heart implanted three years ago.

Collapsed with severe enteritis, most likely the anti-rejection meds.

Ms Effanga's patient.

Get hold of her and have the notes sent over.

Come on, let's look like we know what we're doing.

Thanks.

CAR ENGINE ROARS

TYRES SQUEAL

Wow. So this is how the other half live, eh...?

Oh, dearie, dearie me... You have a good night...?

Shut up and hold this.

So... what's it like to be 16 again?

-Careful, these can maim.

-Charming.

That's how you treat your best friend who stays in

and does all your post-op notes just so you can go out and get LURVED up?

Not to mention your appraisals, your mortality figures.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it.

Mo.

-Yeah?

-Missing something?

Left this in the car.

-Oh...thank you.

-Hiya.

BOTH: Hello.

Same again later...?

Later?

Oh, you'll get your second wind.

See ya.

-See ya.

-Bye.

-Yeah, yeah, I don't want to have to mop you up off the floor.

-Ha-ha.

Coffee...?

Urgh. Tea and paracetamol, maybe. Praise the Lord it's clinic day.

So, Mo... how's it going with, um...?

Oh, early days.

With wheels like that, I'd sleep with him too.

PHONE RINGS

Hello? Yeah.

I'm on my way.

Temperature 38.7. BP 136/94, heart rate at 56.

Here, I've written all his meds every day. I've given him 5ml

of frusemide and 40ml of prednisone and I think he vomited it all up.

Ha! I see.

Well, hang up fluids, FBCs, Us and Es, and

5ml of morphine on a half-hour block.

Shouldn't we wait for Dr Effanga?

Hey, I'm just laying down the... Whoa, whoa...!

Kidney dish, please.

Sorry...

Here you go, let me clean you up.

He can't hear you. He's deaf.

He says sorry.

Oh, no, I'M sorry.

Quick look at the notes would have been a good idea.

Hey!

Someone was very keen for us to wait till you got here.

Sorry, I legged it as soon as I heard.

SHE SIGHS

PHONE RINGS

Go away.

Oh...!

Brilliant.

Headaches...?

Dizzy spells...?

He's been really bad, couldn't keep any of this down.

Oh, yeah, we have to watch it, she's on the ball, this one.

Those anti-rejection meds... nasty side-effects.

Think we should do a gastroscopy.

Agreed.

Right, well, we've discussed this before.

The only way to remove the anti-rejection medication

is by removing the piggy-back heart...

Yeah, I know you're not keen.

It's a big decision

but your own heart should be strong enough by now.

I'm not sure how much his system can take...

Well, let's see what state the gut's in.

OK, I'll get onto that.

In the meantime, I want you up on Darwin.

Keep a close eye.

He thought we'd be going back home today...

Ah. I don't know about that.

But, if you need to pop home, get some stuff...

I've already packed everything we need.

The laptop, the iPad, the medication...

You said it, she's on the ball.

Jonny, it's me. Is Elliot there?

No, it can't wait.

That is genius. Oh, I can't wait to see his face.

-Me too. ..Who?

-Oh, erm, I'll call you back.

We're just organising a surprise for Dr Digby.

Right. The Estate Department called? What was that about?

Er... It's the capital inventory thing.

Capital inventory? Sounds evil.

Oh, no. It means I've got to go through every piece

of electrical equipment, write down

when it was last inspected and when it's going to be inspected again.

Oh!

At ease. I'm fine.

I thought we should do this sooner rather than later.

So, you're thinking...?

Well, the piggy-back heart's got to go at some point.

I know it's a tough call, especially

when you're a single parent with one kid.

Reverse heterotopic transplant. That IS big.

Yeah, but this might be his only option.

This is no life for either of them,

and if he gets worse, past the point we can do this, then, well...

-she might not have a dad at all.

-Have you done this before?

No, but I've assisted many times. I know I can do it.

OK, do an ECG and an echo. And then we'll talk.

-Thanks, Professor.

-Empty words! Buy me a Danish.

So much for clinic, eh?

Indeedy.

Oh, I got you these. Thought you were looking a bit green.

-Oh! Why are you so good to me?

-I dunno.

So, er, just out of curiosity, do you plan to ever,

ever get any sleep ever again?

Thought you'd be happy for me.

PHONE RINGS

Someone's finally taking me off your hands.

Hello?

Dr March. Yes.

Yeah, I know him.

He's where?

Hello, you OK?

Oh.

What's that?

Beta blockers?

How long...how long have you been taking these?

Oh, not long, I um...

Well, you know I've not been sleeping and I went to see my GP

-and he said they might help.

-Well, you never mentioned anything.

Well... Cos it's not a big deal.

You've had such a lot on your plate, I didn't want to worry you.

Isn't that what friends are for?

Oh, yeah! Oh, and you've been so good to me, I don't mean that...

-Please don't tell anyone.

-Don't you trust me?!

I do!

Oh, of course I do but it's just...you know me, I worry.

After...everything we've been through,

I thought you'd know how I feel about you.

Well, I do.

I'd never do anything to hurt you. I LOVE you, for...

Sorry.

Arthur?

Hey, I'm off to the ED - they need a review.

Trouble in paradise?

It's the right thing. You know it is.

And if we don't get on with it, well, we'll never do it.

Yeah, it just... it just feels bizarre.

Us working together, and all of this going on.

We'll get used to it.

Right.

OK.

Well, that's that, then.

PHONE RINGS

Keller.

Yes, just back, I think.

Great. Thank you.

That was Darwin, there's a bed for Mr Harvey.

Right.

Er...

-I shouldn't...

-Please don't feel...

I shouldn't have done that and, um...I'm sorry.

No, no, I'm sorry. I should have told you.

I wanted to.

I'm not really sure what's happening...

No, I just um... I want you to know...

that you can talk to me. Always.

Even if you can't...

It doesn't matter.

Well, you know what my dad says - "no such thing as can't".

One day at a time, eh?

Right. Yes. Obviously, yeah.

I, er... I'll go get some porters.

It was only a twinge.

Twinge?! According to this, you narrowly avoided an RTC.

-"Avoided" being the operative...

-PHONE RINGS

Katie. No, still here. ..Yes, yes, I saw that e-mail.

Listen, tell him we'll relaunch the appeal.

No, no, no,

ten minutes tops. I'll call you when I'm in the car.

I have to say, he does look better than his profile pic.

Look, I could always come back for a full MOT, but today's not great.

Join the club. But your heart rate and blood pressure

-are through the roof. Not taking any chances.

-Hello. Again.

How you doing? We weren't properly introduced.

I'm Jonny, I'm the BFF. You must be the famous...

Mojo.

-That's what he calls you.

-Mojo?

Mojo. No, I don't think it's that funny either.

-You're in trouble, mate.

-Yeah, well, what else is new?

Anyway, I just thought you'd want to know your piggy-back has arrived.

We're ready for the ECG.

Oh, you go if you need to go.

Sounds like someone else needs you more.

-Well, I...

-I'll take him. I don't mind.

I'll live. Trust me.

Behave, you.

-Mojo?

-Well...

-Yeah, thanks for that.

Oh, and for sharing his picture with the world and his wife.

Don't look at me. I'm not the woman who never logs off a computer

when she's finished with it.

Yeah, make it pink icing.

No, deliver it to reception. They'll call me.

Thank you.

Mary-Claire...

She's met someone. Has to run every single move past me.

Right, erm, I was thinking, you know...

we could do something for my birthday.

I don't mean anything big, but...yeah...

We could... we could go out for a bite to eat.

Pizza.

Doesn't have to be pizza, obviously...

-Hey, you two.

-I was just coming.

Don't worry about that. That review I was called for...

Massive disruption at Holby Young Offenders.

Two kids went hell for leather at each other.

They're transferring them up here now.

One of them is Cameron Pollins.

OK...?

Yeah. Dad says I should be at school. As if.

When he's like this...

Out of interest, when was the last time you went?

Last week... I don't know.

Anyway, I'm doing all my school work on this.

Gastroscopy report.

Ah, they're pretty.

Oh, dear, what have I started?

It's...

My cousin is getting married in the summer. In Florida.

Dad says I should stop looking at these. I'll only be disappointed...

We can't go, anyway.

How long's he had this?

It looks like hives. An allergic reaction?

I've not seen it before.

All right, it's nothing to worry about, I'm sure.

But let's repeat his bloods, just to be on the safe side.

Oh, my...

Yeah. It's broken inside his forearm.

He's having a head CT at the minute

-but this one will definitely need to be sorted in theatre.

-And the other guy?

Multiple stab wounds, lacerations, broken tibia.

Severed a major artery.

I've called theatre already.

Apparently, your man just went for him out of nowhere.

Look, I understand if you don't want to treat him,

not after your history.

Um, well...

I don't think it's advisable. However you look at it.

I'm just saying...

You've been in a car crash a few weeks ago.

Things have been a bit...shaky.

Why-why put yourself under that pressure?

It makes no sense, you know, not for him, or for you.

Yeah, I suppose, yeah.

That's settled, then. Let's keep them apart on the ward.

I'll page Ms Campbell.

As I feared, ECG's all over the shop,

heartbeat's very irregular, sinus tachycardia, by the looks of it.

You think this is only going one way, don't you?

And the sooner he's prepared, the better.

Yeah, I know he's dreading it, but, I mean, this could change

their life. She's missed out on so much, and him. She's only nine.

-It's clearly showing some strain.

-Let's chase up that echo.

Dr March...

Sorry, but your boyfriend won't play ball.

Which may have something to do with these.

Blimey.

I chased the bloods they took at the ED and ran a follow-up HPLC.

Right, well.

Let's try and resist the urge to smirk, both of you, yeah?

I'll go and talk to him.

TTS028...

Argh, 83...

KAZOO PLAYS

Sorry, sorry. Am I interrupting?

Oh, er, I...

just never played one before and I got...carried away.

OK...um, I'll see you later, OK?

Sorry.

Aww. Look, why don't you just defer those?

You know, after everything you've been through. You know, all the personal stuff.

-And...I'm just making it worse?

-Sort of.

Why don't they put any dates on any of this?

Where do they keep the manuals?

In the store room, I think.

Ryan Aldridge... 17.

-Family?

-Based in Scotland.

-ED haven't been able to get hold of them.

-Right, well, let's keep trying.

15-minute obs, and he's got the next theatre slot.

Oh, come on, give me a break...

I know. Damn codes.

You need a PIN number for everything nowadays.

It's like the ATM joke.

A blonde was withdrawing money from an ATM.

The blonde behind her in the line said,

"Ha! I've seen your password. It's 4 asterisks!"

The first blonde says, "Er, but you're wrong! It's 1258!"

HE CHUCKLES

It's good. Unless you're a blonde, of course.

Oh, darlin', no offence.

Pleased to meet you. Ambrose Wylie.

Hello, Ambrose. And what can we do for you today?

I burnt myself yesterday.

They said I was to come in to change the dressing today.

But I can see you're very busy, darling.

Oh, no. Nothing that can't wait, believe me.

He's just been taken to theatre now.

Yes, call any time.

His parents are coming from Dunfermline.

He was due to be transferred nearer home.

Antoine Malick here. Can I get a back X-ray for Cameron Pollins?

Patient number 56608.

Has he said anything?

No. He's sedated. For the pain.

Yeah, OK. Thanks, will do.

I don't get it.

Why go and make things worse for yourself?

There is no "why", Channers. It's prison, not Center Parcs.

Sounds like he couldn't wait to self-destruct, anyway.

What? So, he was dealt the cards. Bad stuff happens.

You either rise to it or you sink.

Look, I'm sorry.

I'm off to physio.

-You OK, here?

-Course.

'Doors closing.'

I can't see anything in your notes about changing the dressing today.

Oh. I'm sure they said to come in today...

It doesn't matter, we'll have a look anyway.

Tried to fix my own boiler, for my sins.

I know, I know.

Used to be a plumber.

I was always telling people not to mess with their pipe work.

Sorry. That sounded a bit...!

That's nothing compared to what I'm used to.

I bet you get all sorts in here.

Oh, don't we just.

Right, well, this looks very clean. I mean,

obviously take a couple of paracetamol if the pain gets worse.

Used to be in customer service. Plumber.

Yeah. You said.

Show me a man's outflow pipe and I can tell you a lot about him.

Nothing you don't know already, I bet.

Good-looking lady like you.

Right, like I said, you can go and see your GP in a couple of days.

I get it. Marching orders!

Well, we...

You're busy, busy, always busy.

They get you to come in then can't wait to get rid of you.

Thanks very much.

Ahh!

Mum... I'm here, I'm here.

Mum...!

Argh!

HE GROANS

It's OK. It's OK.

I may have not chosen this precise moment

to share this information, no.

I imagine the entire ward staff are in the loop as well?

Believe it or not, you're not the first bloke we've had here

-who's taken a few little blue pills.

-Can you keep your voice down?

Well...your results...

they, er, picked up a few things - other substances.

Look, if there's something you need to tell me, now's the time.

So... I do the odd line here and there.

Remind me of the part where I pretended otherwise.

Oh, judging by this it's more than the odd line.

Hey, don't go all sanctimonious on me,

you're not exactly Mother Teresa yourself.

I'm not doing anything illegal.

No, you're just a heart surgeon who turns up for work having

stayed up ALL night.

See, that's exactly why I wanted to defer this.

Just shred the bloody results, prescribe me something

and let's forget I was ever here.

Shred the results? You off your head?

OK, let me make this easy for you. I'm discharging myself.

Chantelle?

I...had to go in. There was no-one else.

You should've just called someone. Are you OK...?

Did he say anything to you? Has he upset you?

No... No, he hasn't. It was really odd.

He was having a nightmare. I think he's really scared.

No. No, no, no.

No. We're not going there again, are we?

Look, Joey... There's no need. I've got this.

Look, don't you trust me?

-It's not personal.

-It's not personal?!

Excuse me, what DO you call this, you and me?

Can we not do this now?

-Joey...

-Echo taken care of yet?

Er, I'm...chasing it. I...won't be a minute.

Right, well this is embarrassing. I'm supposed to be in theatre.

Exactly. I'm doing you a favour right now.

Do you know what? Fine, it's your life.

Joey. You OK?

-Yes, yes.

-No, you're not.

-I am! Just...

You're in pain. Right, I'm taking you back.

Put him on full oxygen, Jonny, and let's run a liver scan

and a heart MRI.

-I'm going to go talk to Elliot.

-Good idea.

Oh, right, right...

So he had a morphine-induced hallucination

and wet himself. I mean, what does that prove?

He was asking for his mum.

Oh, please... Please don't do this, please.

What do you mean?

Don't start this. I know how your mind works.

You feel sorry for him, don't you?

I mean, already. I mean, how long has it taken?

-Er, hang on.

-You just can't help yourself, can you?

-Hang on.

-Right, OK. Has he apologised?

-No.

-Has he said anything to you? Said he's sorry? Thanked you?

-No.

-Exactly!

-Why are you so angry?

Why? Why? Why?!

OK, this is the man who mugged you, who banged your head

into a car, who tried to manipulate you, and then told you to your face

that he didn't give a damn about you. You do remember all that?

Yes, of course.

Good, good, good. Cos here we are a few months down the line,

and you're hardly sleeping, you're having panic attacks...

I mean, you're popping beta blockers just to get through the day.

Well...other things have... happened since.

Yes, yes, but it started then, didn't it?!

-You've never been right since then.

-Please stop.

It's because of him. That's why I'm angry.

Right, OK. Look, I'm sorry, OK?

I didn't mean it like that.

MACHINE BEEPS

It's my...back, my back's killing me.

-Where exactly is the pain?

-Down here.

Ah!

Where's the other doctor?

Otherwise engaged, trying to patch up what's left of the other lad.

Arthur...

-Ah, you can go.

-Erm, I'm fine.

Oh, OK.

OK. Your latest spinal X-ray shows a query fracture.

OK, we're going to keep you here for observation

and then the orthopaedics will come to check you over.

Try not to move. Let's flatten the bed.

This, of course, could explain his little accident.

-You're loving this, aren't you?!

-No.

-You and your boyfriend.

-No!

Well, you know what, mate? When I get out of here you're dead.

Whatever. ..See? Nothing's changed.

I want someone else to treat me, all right!

I know my rights!

What's going on?

We've been...seeing each other for a few weeks

and, well, I suppose most of the people

he hangs around with dabble in it, so it makes sense that he...

Look, this is embarrassing enough already

so can I categorically reassure you that I haven't...

Oh, I think I've known you long enough to know that.

But I do have to say that...

..people have mentioned that you have been a bit...distracted.

Distracted?

Listen, I...know what those first hazy days are like.

After all, I was the boy that fell into Auntie Jean's cesspit.

I'm sorry?

Devon. 1968.

I was spying on Valerie in the farm next door.

My cousins called me Smelliot for the next...45 years, is it?

I just, erm...

Look, if you do lead on Ben Harvey today, there are no second chances,

no error margins, whatever is happening in your private life.

Ah, come on, Elliot. Give me some credit.

DOOR KNOCKS Yes.

Sorry, erm, we got the echo sorted.

He's got hyperdynamic circulation.

Which means that your blood isn't being pumped effectively.

Which is why we thought...

on balance it might be best to push on today.

We can keep waiting, put you on even more medication,

try different combinations,

but the anti-rejection medication is already doing a lot of damage.

And there is the chance your native heart may get weaker

as the hyperdynamic circulation gets worse.

In which case, you would have two malfunctioning hearts

instead of one.

And then the only option left would be a full transplant.

Now's the best time to do the removal.

Before we get to that stage.

He's asking... What if his own heart's not strong enough?

The tests are positive.

But, we won't be sure until we try. There are always risks,

this is true.

He says yes.

Right. We'll let theatre know.

The buzzer went off, there was no-one else around

and we went in there and... he just kicked off.

What, just like that?

Right, send his X-ray on to the orthos to have a look at,

and get a spinal CT.

Are you sure you're OK to deal with this?

-Sure.

-Course, yeah, yeah.

Ryan Aldridge is in ITU, if any relatives arrive.

Erm, now would be a good time for our meeting

Excellent!

-Chantelle...

-I... I need a minute.

Chantelle! Please, stop, stop.

Please, please, just stop. Please, just look at me.

That wasn't you in there. How could you say that to him...? He's still a patient.

I know... I know, I know , I know. I lost it - but I just...

Oh, come on, isn't it obvious? I'm just worried about you.

Yes, you said...

Because, I can't...function.

No, I didn't mean that, I didn't mean that.

You're just...

You're vulnerable, you know, it's only natural,

you've been through a lot...

You're right about one thing. It's all gone wrong since then.

Things happen for a reason...

Right, what reason? Where's this going?

There's a reason we're all here again now. THERE must be.

Right... Life doesn't work like that, OK?

You were assaulted - it wasn't your fault,

-you were just there, it's not...

-Bad stuff happens.

It's up to us what we do with it.

Oh, OK, I see. So if we'd given him another chance

maybe none of this would have happened?

We wouldn't all be here now?

Well, look at it! It's a mess, so much pain, so many people hurt.

But...

The thing is, it wasn't you who called the police, then.

It was me, so...

you're blaming me for everything, aren't you?

No, no, of course not, I'm not saying that...

Fine, fine, it doesn't matter.

Because I would do the same thing again and again and again

if anyone were ever trying to hurt you.

-Hey. It's all systems go. We can start prepping

-Great.

-How's Joey doing?

-He's having his MRI.

Yeah, not that I should be bothered after his performance.

It's not like I haven't got enough on my plate

-Erm...

-What?

What?

We recalled the rest of his notes.

I think you need to look at this.

-I take it he didn't mention anything?

-No. Of course not.

-OK, don't panic.

-Don't panic?!

He's waiting for the results of an HIV test and never said.

-There could be lots of reasons...

-What else am I going to find out?

-Steady on.

-I can't believe this is happening.

I'm supposed to be in theatre in an hour.

There's still so much to do, Ben Harvey needs another MRI, and...

OK, Mo, you just need to calm down.

And, I... I need to sort out his consent.

Mo. Listen! I'm going to do all that.

You need to go and talk to loverboy. OK.

What?

Hold on, you want me to come down there and look for them?!

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.

OK, well, thank you.

You've been a real ray of sunshine.

Good. Set that hostility free.

Tell them where they can stick those manuals.

Ah, typical.

Hey. Come on, breathe.

Wow, your hand is hot.

Your pulse very quick.

-That's what you do to me, Michael.

-You are burning up.

Come on, I want to check you out.

Thanks, but I'll have to pass on that.

Oh, come on! What's going on?

I know, I know...

but I just didn't have the heart to send him home,

he's such a lovely man and he's only recently widowed.

Well, then call the community matron, OK?

We can't have people camping out there.

And don't look at me like I've just kicked a baby seal.

Well, can he at least finish his dinner?

Hey. You, er, ready to rehearse? Harry said he'd meet us down there.

Perfect timing! I'm due a break.

Thank you.

KAZOO PLAYS

Wow! A heart surgeon AND a Mossad agent.

Believe it or not we do have to consult your notes

when we're treating you.

It's hardly rocket science.

So, why didn't you mention it?

I'm the silent type.

All right, all right,

I'm obviously not worried about it, or I would have.

Not worried about it? Then why have it?

Chambers likes us to do them every year.

-Really?

-Medical.

Cos I've never heard of an employee

having to have an HIV test as routine before.

And she hones on her target like a heat-seeking missile.

Joey, I haven't got time for this. Just tell me, should I be worried?

I think I've already answered that.

If, by that, you mean have I always been a saint? No, I haven't.

We've not always used...

Yeah... Well...

heat of the moment.

I'm sorry, do you have any idea what's at stake here?

I'm about to go and operate on someone,

-if there's a chance I could...

-What are the chances?

But there IS a chance. That's why you took the test.

HE GROANS

Can I not just get a straight answer out of you?!

-You really need to stop panicking.

-Forget it.

PHONE RINGS

Yeah, Jonny...

What? Of course we have.

Right, I'm coming.

Chantelle, Chantelle. Listen to this...

SHE PLAYS KAZOO

Shall I come back later?

Yeah.

The, er... The orthopods had a look and confirmed the fracture.

They've a slot coming up

Oh, so we need to prep him? I'll do it.

Chantelle.

Argghhh!

Arthur.

Get away from me.

Where does it hurt? Cameron! Where's the pain?

-It's in my stomach... Arghhhh!

-He's not lying.

There's nothing here, there's nothing here.

He had the fast scan.

Unless it's radiating pain.

The spinal CT, the one Malick asked you to do.

You didn't order it.

Oh, my...

Please, just get me something!

Breathe. Try and breathe.

Lift, lift, lift, lift.

There's, um, fluid... in his abdominal cavity.

The liver, the pancreas - they're bleeding.

I'm getting Ms Campbell.

I think there's been some kind of misunderstanding

You OK?

No, not really.

He's just worried, that's all. He's scared.

It all started with the consent forms.

I think there's some confusion about the risks.

Right, stop, stop

Stop!

Text me your questions.

It's OK.

"My own heart, is it strong enough?"

Tests indicate it is,

but there are no...guarantees.

"That's not what you said before."

We did. We...

Professor Hope said indications are good...

but there are no...guarantees.

-Didn't you tell him this?

-I didn't want him to worry.

-Hang on, so you lied to him?

-I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

Rose!

I'll go and get her.

He was stable.

The scan at the scene showed no free fluids.

At the scene? I told you to do another scan.

Never mind about that now.

You two come and scrub in.

I think it would be wise to trace next of kin.

What I did to you... I'm sorry.

Well, he's consented.

I've explained everything again.

He understands that there are risks

but that this is the best time to go ahead.

Especially when he sees what it means to you.

See?

But you need to understand you can never do that again.

He trusts you to be his ears,

we trusted you.

-Mo.

-Is there anything else you haven't mentioned?

No.

I mean, we understand how difficult this has been for you.

So we want you to know, we're not angry with you.

No, no, of course not.

Neither is he, he wants to see you now.

Come on.

We need to check up on that MRI.

-I...

-Yeah?

Nothing.

Hey. He's in good hands. The best.

Just keeps coming. Suction! I can't see a thing.

OK, there's the bleed, 2.0 Vicryl please.

SUCTION

You OK to continue, Dr Digby?

Mm-hmm. Yes.

Right.

We are going to need more clotting factors.

I think our only option

is to pack him up and hope for the best.

-You mean he wouldn't give you a straight answer?! What a...

-Yeah. I know. Don't make it worse.

-You're going to have to be tested as well now.

-No, you don't say(!)

Hey. Look, I know you're going through a hard time

but don't take it out on everyone else.

The way you spoke to that wee girl, Mo, was way too harsh.

I know, I know, I'm sorry. What am I going to do? Now? Today?

You could take the universal precautions. Double glove.

Yeah, but there's still a risk, no matter how small.

I mean, I might infect him.

Yeah, but you can't pull out now! Not after everything.

That would totally de-stabilize them - think about it.

PAGER BLEEPS

That's theatre. He's in the anaesthesia room.

Right. Listen to me.

You are the best person to do this.

So, splash some water on your face because you look like hell,

and I'll see you down there.

Don't let him have too many biscuits.

OK, see you later.

KAZOO PLAYS Thanks, you guys,

and don't forget your kazoos.

It's all right, I come in peace.

Sorry I was a cow earlier.

Well, takes one to know one, eh?

What you need is a really good night out,

-so don't even think about passing on tonight, yeah?

-Yeah.

Mr Wylie? You're still here.

Oh, hello, darlin'.

Been trying to call my daughter to come and collect me

and this damn thing keeps asking for my pin.

So complicated, these things...

All right, come on.

I'll take you to the ward

and I will call your daughter for you.

How about that?

You're a darling. You really are!

-Mo's on her way.

-Right.

OK, good to go.

Sorry, what's this? These hives?

Oh, the rash.

We think it's a reaction to the medication he's on.

We have requested repeat bloods but they've haven't come back to us yet.

Chase them, will you?

Don't really want any surprises in there.

Sure thing.

Time to let us take the weight, eh?

Rose? You OK?

Well, at least we've stemmed most of the bleed.

But he will need to go back in once he's recovered from his blood loss.

Half- hourly obs.

Ms Campbell.

You think if I'd have done that scan earlier, he'd have...

Listen, the fast scan came up clear,

his spinal injuries masked his internal ones,

and you were waiting for the orthopods.

So there was so much in the mix - half an hour before or after,

I doubt it would have made a massive difference.

And the good new is we caught it in time, OK?

-Arthur.

-Um...

I think I need some air, sorry.

You idiot.

She's overdosed him with Warfarin. Rose.

What?!

The rash. That's what that was,

his bloods came back, they're not clotting right.

That's what made the enteritis so much worse.

-But how did she...

-She just told Elliot.

Well, any news?

That number he gave us is dead.

Now, I hate to say this, but either the number's wrong

or his daughter doesn't really exist.

Call his GP, I have a feeling it's early dementia.

Mr Wylie.

That number you gave us for your daughter.

Oh, I know, don't tell me, she's very busy, that one.

Too busy for me.

-Well, the thing is...

-Busy...

-Oh, sugar!

-It's all right, I've got it.

-Nasty dishwater.

-Excuse me?

Tastes foul, that thing.

You wait and wait for hours and they give you this vile thing.

I don't even want to be here,

but they told me, they said yesterday,

"You've got to come and change the dressing."

I've changed the dressing.

Think you can fob me off with a cup of tea?

Just change it and let me out of here!

-Mr Wylie, you need to..

-Come out of the way!

Ahhh!

Chrissie! You OK?

Yeah, yeah, I'm all right, just go and stop him.

Did you manage to...?

We spoke to Martin Harris, his previous foster father.

He thought it might be best if he stayed away.

But asked to be kept informed.

You're still here.

I meant...what I said before.

About what I did.

Thank you.

But it's what you're doing to yourself

you should be thinking about.

HE GROANS AND CHOKES

Must be a reaction to the anaesthetic.

-Ahhh.

-Cameron!

MACHINE BEEPS

TONE FLATLINES

He's in cardiac arrest.

OK, start CPR.

He was just getting worse and worse.

But he was scared and he wouldn't let me take him to hospital.

I thought that if he got really ill then there would be no choice.

I'm so sorry.

I just wanted to be...

Like other kids. Go to the wedding.

Well, the good thing is you've told us.

The rash will fade.

We can correct the clotting factors in theatre.

Let's order 10ml of vitamin K.

I'm so sorry. I really wanted to tell you,

but after you found out I lied...

I scared you. I'm so sorry.

FLATLINE TONE

He's been down 20 minutes.

I think we should stop. Everyone agree?

Time of death 16:20.

HE RETCHES

-Arthur.

-Don't.

OK?

Clearly reached boiling point, as you said this morning.

You were absolutely right to push this through.

I can't do it.

I shouldn't.

You were right.

This has to be the best person for the job, and that's you.

This can happen after radiotherapy. The scar site gets inflamed.

A course of antibiotics should fix it.

I should have spotted something earlier.

Shoulda-coulda-woulda. You did what you could.

No sign of him, I don't get it, he can't have gone that far.

BANGING AND CRASHING

What was that?

Something's jammed against the door.

Right, excuse me.

Ambrose.

Ambrose.

SLURRING: I'm sorry, darling, I made a mess.

It's not dementia. Get the stroke team.

If you could give us a call back.

You could always call my mobile on 07865 989 556.

Thank you.

Mr and Mrs Aldridge?

Yep. Off to ITU.

I left a message for Martin Harris.

You know, he wanted to change.

Yeah.

It's very hard to do it on your own.

We're all on our own, really.

But it never used to be like that.

It was like we were a family.

Now it's all just falling apart!

Hey. Maybe it's not falling apart.

Maybe it's just...

changing?

Change is hard.

-Change of plan.

-I know. Nurse Maconie called.

-Would you like me to...?

-It's fine. I'll do it.

Ah. Crisis averted?

I've got your test results.

Shoot.

You have a swollen liver, an enlarged heart,

and your tricuspid valve is infected.

I'll prescribe Digoxin,

ACE inhibitors and diuretics.

You'll need regular check-ups once every month to begin with,

and depending on how well you do,

that can be scaled down to every six months.

For how long?

Rest of your life.

You're sitting on a time bomb, Joey.

It's up to you whether you want it to go off.

MESSAGE TONE

-Excuse me.

-Right, well...

It's lucky I'm dating a heart surgeon then.

Not any more.

It wasn't your fault.

You heard what Ms Campbell said.

Well, we'll never know now, will we?

But...I know.

If it hadn't been him and it hadn't been you,

I'd have been on the ball,

I'd have done that scan straightaway.

No. No, you don't know that.

I do.

And you do too.

PHONE RINGS

Oh...

I'd better...

Hello? Martin.

Thanks for calling back.

Hey. So the scan has confirmed a small bleed on the brain.

He's been transferred to the stroke ward.

Guess what fell over him - the manuals.

Right, I'm off. See you there?

No! You are not wimping out!

Do not you let her.

Come on, one drink.

Yeah, guess I've got a lot to celebrate -

end of my tumour, end of my marriage.

What are you talking about?

Sacha. Gave me the divorce papers today.

Divorce papers? Already?

Mm-hm.

Hey, this could be a new beginning, you know?

Make you realise what's really important -

and THESE aren't.

-You're going to be fine. Trust me.

-You know that, do you?

Yeah, I do. I'm very clever. I know everything.

I'll tell you something else -

if you were my wife,

I would never let you get away from me.

Wahey! Birthday boy, there you are!

Nothing's a secret here, you should know that.

-Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

-Oh, no, no, it's fine.

Nah-uh-uh-uh! No excuses.

To be honest, mate, you look like you could do with one.

You take care of yourself.

I'm very sorry.

Bye.

Martin Harris.

Channers, you need to draw a line under this.

Anyway, something just arrived for you at reception.

A big box?

-Where's Arthur?

-Just got dragged off by Mary-Claire.

Oh, no! This is awful.

HE MOUTHS: Hello.

Just a minute, I just need to call Chantelle...

She'll be there already. Come on...

CHEERING

Happy Birthday to the one and only Arthur Digby!

And to commemorate this momentous occasion...

Sorry, I tried to stop it.

..we have prepared a little something.

-What the...?

-No idea.

We give you...Arthur's Theme.

One, two, three...

THEY PLAY "ARTHUR'S THEME"

# When you get caught between the moon and New York City

# I know it's crazy but it's true

# When you get caught between the moon and New York City

# The best that you can do

# The best that you can do is fall in love... #

I'm afraid I don't feel very well.

Arthur, I had no idea, I promise.

Arthur!

This isn't going to work, is it?

We don't want the same things from each other.

You can't.

You never will.

Just say it.

I do love you.

Just not like that.

And I can only love you like that, so...

What do we do now?

You need to go back in there.

And you?

I'm not going back in there.

Come on.

Where will you...?

No. No, no, that's crazy.

Arthur, one of us has to move on.

And it's got to be me.

Where you going to go?

Back to the flat...

pack, and then...who knows?

Ibiza, Thailand,

Tibet...

Get back in there.

Tell them I love them and say goodbye.

But not tonight.

Tonight's your birthday, Arthur.

And I know how much you wanted a party.

Oh...

And you've always got Holly.

You keep it... Her.

For luck.

-MOUTHS:

-Bye, Arthur!

HE SOBS

Arty!

CHEERING

Lads, lads, lads.

-Happy Birthday!

-Cheers!

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