Calling Time Holby City

This baby's not mine.

So, who's the real father?

He's gorgeous.

You filthy... Hey, don't! ..lying... Stop!

So he's found out the kid isn't his and she has to go.

He'll kill her. And the baby.

So why this recent interest in surgery?

You're not going back to it permanently, are you?

Can someone get that kid off the ward and into the...? William, come here.

Sorcia?

Come on.

Come on!

My priorities - they've changed a bit.

He couldn't be in better hands, Ms Effanga.

Thank you.

Hey! What is that? The latest in aortic balloon technology?

This is my new mate, Sexy Rexy.

Well, I always thought you were a dinosaur, but...

Er, no spring chicken yourself. Still look it, though.

Not compared to the twentysomethings you're competing with.

Listen, I'm not going to be a bottom feeder much longer.

I've just been checking on a patient I correctly diagnosed with a suspect pericardial tamponade. Ooh!

Yeah, me. Not old man Levy.

Talk about prehistoric...

Ah, yes, I forgot you're the lost medical genius of Holby City.

You may mock, my friend, but listen -

I'm on fire right now, seriously.

It's like I've been stuck in a rut for too long.

But now I'm happy, I'm energised.

I'm actually doing something I can be proud of.

I know what you mean.

Oh, sorry.

Oh, charity quiz night tonight.

You can wow us all with your amazing intellect.

Yeah? As long as I can be on the same team as Sexy Rexy.

Rah! Hey!

Nutter.

Rah!

What the actual...?

You totally nearly lost your weave.

I take it that this is William's. Yep.

We've got this whole show with singing and dancing and everything.

Yeah, but you hate singing.

I'll have you know William really likes my singing.

And I've ordered this stegosaurus and a velociraptor

to add to the repertoire.

You and a load of singing dinosaurs? Now, that I have to see.

So, how are you feeling about today?

What about it?

Brett. It is today, isn't it?

Worrying isn't going to change anything.

Mo's got a quiz night tonight at Albie's.

I'm working but you can be on Sacha's team.

Sorry. Busy. Now, sh...

Close your eyes, smell the sea, the sun...

I smell bedpans.

You're no fun since you hooked up with Captain Sensible.

OMG. There is a God!

Really? Oh, what I'd give to see him

in a leather kilt on the podium at Pacha.

Hands off. He's mine.

Can I help you?

I was sent up here from downstairs.

They said you were expecting me. Mm!

I got stomach pains.

You might... Wait.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You all right there, mate?

I've got you. Take it easy.

Now. Now it feels like I'm in Ibiza.

Careful what you wish for.

Sorry, man.

No worries, my friend. We've seen a lot worse - trust me.

Bed three's free.

OK, let's take a look at your notes.

If you could just ease yourself onto this bed here please, Mr...?

Tyrone, man. Ain't Mr no-one. Tyrone.

Right, then.

There's no mention of vomiting here in the notes from ED.

They called to transfer him about half an hour ago

and they said he was complaining of severe lower abdominal pain.

Right, then, Tyrone. I'm Mr Law. I'll be treating you today.

Er, shouldn't Mr Levy be doing that? Can I just have a quick examination?

Yeah. Just sort it, please.

How long have you been experiencing this pain?

Oh, mate, days. I can't do nothing.

My girlfriend is not happy, if you know what I mean.

I feel for you. Right, Nurse Harrison, we're going to get this guy back into business.

Let's get him in a gown, let's do some full bloods,

LFTs, U and Es, amylase.

Sacha will be out of his meeting soon. Do you want to wait for him?

No, no. Never could stay too long in the shadows.

He won't mind.

Don't worry, we're going to get you all checked out.

Now, is there anyone we can call for you? Parents?

Parents? No, no. Girlfriend. Yeah, maybe.

Girlfriend? OK.

Yeah, if you could just put her digits on there, that'd be great.

Yes.

What's her name? Er, Stephanie.

Stephanie. OK. Thank you.

Oi...

Is there any chance you could lay it on a bit thick?

I'm in the doghouse, all right? I could do with some sympathy.

I'll tell you what, my friend - I'll call her myself, all right?

I've got your back.

You owe me lunch. These shoes cost a fortune.

Oh, I'd love to. You can keep me up on the ward gossip.

Oh, and, er...you might want to take another look at that.

SHE SIGHS

Yeah. William Winters.

I just wanted to check he was OK. He was a bit snuffly this morning.

No, I'm not his mum.

It's fine. Er...I'll be down later to check on him.

OK. Thanks.

Mo, could you take a look at this for me, please?

It's Mr Hockham. He's out of heart failure, back on the Herzig.

Not a permanent solution.

No, so he'll need to be on the transplant list -

is that OK with you?

How old is he, again? 30.

Sure. Go ahead. We'll have to discuss it at the MDT, though.

Great. Let him know. I'll get the ball rolling, OK?

Ms Effanga. Patient hypertensive. Collapsed with shortness of breath.

Arrythmia. Brought into ED but said she was your patient.

Mo, I'm so sorry. This is desperately embarrassing.

If it isn't Lizzie Johns. What's happened, girl?

Before you ask, I gave up the fags. Guide's honour.

Bed seven, please, Adele.

That's my sister, by the way.

Hey. So, what happened?

Collapsed in court like a prize lemon.

Right in the middle of my closing speech.

Just hope it hasn't prejudiced the case.

Ladies, meet Ms Lizzie Johns,

a very young and very rebellious sixty-something.

Renowned immigration barrister,

defender of justice

and someone I've had the privilege to treat on several occasions.

Last admission was a TIA and we kind of hoped that would be it.

I'm sorry to disappoint, but it really wasn't a planned thing.

SHE GASPS

Ms Johns has been experiencing regular breathlessness.

SHE WHEEZES AND GROANS

How long's it been this bad?

Lizzie.

Oh, I-I-I don't know.

Couple of weeks?

Why didn't you come in before?

I was busy. This young girl was about to get deported -

I couldn't let her down. You're mad. You know that?

Well, if you don't know that by now...

Lizzie, this isn't a joke.

Your ticker is telling you you're not looking after yourself.

And I will. I swear. When I've finished this case.

The judge has adjourned till tomorrow.

You're planning on going to court tomorrow? You can do it, Mo.

Never let me down before.

And after that, I'm all yours.

SHE GROANS Yasmin, 37. Hit by a car.

Impact to both legs.

Hi, Yasmin. I'm Mr Di Lucca.

Over here. Let's get an IV line in, please. On it.

Jas! Ja...!

Just try and keep calm if you can.

There's no history or suspicion of head injury

so let's get her on some morphine, please.

You hear that? We're going to get you the good stuff.

Jas. Call Jasdeep!

Don't you worry. We'll call him. We're going to look after you.

SHE YELLS

He should be taking the lead from you,

not making his own decisions.

I don't know. I think it shows leadership skills, doesn't it?

Drive. Ambition.

And a profound lack of respect.

Strutting around like he owns the place.

Can't wait for you to be officially consultant,

cos then he'll have to take notice.

Did you update your CV?

The application deadline is tonight.

Ah. Yes...

Why do you leave everything to the last minute?

Darling, don't worry about it, OK? It's all in hand.

Yes, you keep saying that.

TYRONE GROANS

Go. Now. You're responsible for this patient,

whether he likes it or not.

What, go now? What, this minute now? Yes. Go now. Yes.

Everything OK here?

Yeah. Still waiting for bloods but, yeah, I've got it covered.

Good. Excellent.

Mate, it's killing me now...

Look, the pain relief should kick in soon

and as soon as we get your results back, we'll know more.

So this came on quite suddenly, did it?

Who are you, man?

I'm... I'm Mr Levy. I'm the senior doctor on the ward.

Well...

it wasn't too bad to start with, but then it got worse.

Now it's really bad. Look, have you called Stephanie?

Hey, don't worry, my man - I'm a poet.

You got TLC coming your way.

She'll be in straight after work, all right?

Dr Law? Yeah. Excuse me.

So, talk me through it - mentee to mentor...

Listen, I didn't mean to tread on your toes back there, amigo.

Just trying to lighten the load, you know? Absolutely.

If your skill set matches your confidence,

then what's not to like...

..amigo?

Hello, Yasmin. How are you feeling?

I need someone to get to my husband.

Don't you worry - I'll call him.

No. He...

He won't pick up.

OK. I can leave a message. Where does he work?

Just call my sister. All right.

She's got a key. I need her to go to my husband.

I need her to go to the house.

So, Yasmin, I have your X-ray results here.

Now, you dislocated your knee, which was reduced at the scene.

But it also looks like you have broken your tibia and fibula,

so we're going to take you down to the plaster room and get you in a backslab.

A cast? Yeah, I'm afraid so.

How long before I can get home?

It'll be a while.

What does that actually mean?!

I'm afraid I can't say exactly

but once the backslab is on, then hopefully the pain will be reduced.

It's all my stupid fault. Walked out behind this van without looking,

rushing to pick up his prescription.

He can't be left alone, you see, and there was no-one I could ask.

It's OK, it's OK.

I'm going to call your sister now, then we'll get you down and into the backslab.

Tell her not to say anything. He won't understand.

Are you sure that you don't want him here?

I want him here, but he can't be.

He has Alzheimer's.

I only left him alone for a second.

How're we doing?

Good.

Thinking we should order a chest X-ray, ECG, Echo and CT.

I've organised bay three for you.

Might as well not be here!

CHUCKLING: I've got it, thanks.

Smart cookie.

She's scarily good. She'll have my job if I'm not careful.

She's got a great teacher. Oh...

It's nice to see good women coming up the ranks.

Wasn't so easy when I was starting out.

Had to fight every battle with tooth and claw.

SHE WHEEZES AND COUGHS

OK?

SHE SPLUTTERS AND WHEEZES

All right...

Listen, about tomorrow, Lizzie.

I don't think you're going to be standing in front of a

judge, shouting the odds with that cough.

But you'll try your...your very best?

Even if I do let you go, you're still going to have to come back for

some further tests.

Mo, you're a star. Oh, it's all in a day's work.

What?

You've got something...

Looks like...banana?

Oh... Yeah, I've got a very young and very messy lodger.

With a banana fetish? Sounds interesting.

It's not like that. You and your filthy mind...

I'm a baby boomer. We're practically unshockable.

So, please, don't spare my blushes!

Ms Effanga? ITU is asking after you. Brett?

Right, I'll be right there. Thanks.

I'll fill you in later, OK?

Looking forward to it!

Can we get her in a gown, please?

No, honestly, she's OK, she's stable.

But she was very specific. She doesn't want you to come here,

she wants you to go to the house and look after Jasdeep. Is that OK?

She's very concerned about him.

Excuse me.

You got this, yeah, Brett?

You are totally, totally going to come through this.

You're going to come back fighting.

Come on.

Come on.

HE INHALES

That's it.

He's likely to pull the tube out.

Brett? You're doing great,

we're just going to take this machine away, OK?

HE SPLUTTERS

Open your mouth for me... I'll pull the tube out.

HE GULPS AND GASPS

That's it.

Hi.

It's all right.

You need to go.

And if you choose not to leave, I WILL call security.

I'm sorry, OK? I behaved badly, there's no denying it.

But who wouldn't, under those circumstances?

And I'm really sorry you got involved, but I need to talk to her!

I don't see what any of this has to do with me.

You were the last person to see her.

Look, I'm not going to do anything to her! I swear.

I just want to talk.

Whatever she's done, she's still my wife.

And I need us to try and work this out.

The baby might be his, she might even choose to stay with him,

in the end.

I just want a chance to make this right.

I'm sure she'll be in touch when she's ready.

Maybe... Maybe she's not even with that guy,

maybe she just wanted some time away with the baby.

So she didn't leave with him?

You're talking like she left alone.

I really don't know...

Do you know how many people come through here every day?

Well, if she didn't leave with him, why did she go?

That's for her to say. You need to leave.

What I'm thinking is, with Nicole, she's...

She's very... What's the word?

Malleable. Easily influenced.

So, maybe someone here,

someone like you,

convinced her that she's better off without me.

Why would I do that?

Because I can see how I came across.

And you might have wanted to do the right thing as a nurse,

make sure she's "safe".

You'd have had good intentions.

I didn't do anything. I didn't say anything.

I don't know where she is.

I need to go to work.

Would you give her a message for me?

I expect to see her here at four.

Don't disappoint me.

What the hell is he doing here?

Mr Di Lucca. We're all waiting for you.

Ward round started five minutes ago. Come on.

How did it go then?

Yeah, he's breathing.

Wow! That's almost a miracle!

You must be over the moon?

Yeah, we still have to wait a bit longer to...get the full situation,

but, yeah, it's great news. It's great.

I'm just going to, um...check on... Yeah. Course.

How we doing? All set for the echo.

I was telling Dr Marsh about this big trial I've got coming up,

in the spring, Stateside. Washington, to be precise.

Yes, a UK national they want to deport for political reasons.

Terribly complicated. But very high profile.

And extremely hush-hush.

So I've got to get rid of this damn cough by then!

You might even see me on telly.

SHE CHUCKLES

Hmm, better get a face-lift.

Not happy with everything slipping ever further south.

OK, Mrs Stone, your biopsies have been sent to the lab

and we're still waiting on the results.

But, I know it's hard, just try not to worry.

Mr Wilson's results.

Good.

Oh, um...

OK, as you did order them,

I suppose you should follow them through.

Just pretend I'm not here.

So, everything OK?

Yeah. Fine.

Your results don't show any cause for concern.

Ah, great! So I can go home?

Will you give me more meds, so I can ride it out?

Easy tiger. Just sit still. We need to run some more tests,

make sure we're not missing anything.

Just... Just one more thing. Mm-hm? Right...

If...

Do you reckon me and my doc could have a moment in private?

Yes, yes. Yes, course.

Sorry, yeah, don't mind me.

Thank you very much.

Look, if anything happens... Right?

..no-one's going to strip me naked, are they?

I... I doubt it. Why?

No, it's cool, man. It's just... My girl will be here later.

Ah, Stephanie.

Yeah, Steph, yeah.

It's kind of a new thing, you know how it is.

I'm trying to keep things under wraps for as long as possible.

Save it, surprise her.

Ahh! A proper gentleman. Yeah.

Well, I like her. True love waits, innit.

That's right. Good for you, man.

Thanks, man.

Hey. Hey. Bad news?

Low ejection fraction. Ah.

Yeah, just seems so unfair, you know? She's so full of life,

got so much to give. She's just a wonderful person.

Yeah, but bad things happen to good people every day.

There's no justice. You know that. Yeah...

I'd better get on. Sure.

How about you?

Is there anyone who can come down and just be here for YOU?

No. It's always just been me and Jas.

When I was down, he'd always see the funny side.

Make me laugh.

That's how we coped.

That, and a box set and a bottle of rose.

Sorry...

Hey, you have nothing to be sorry for.

It's just that I miss him, you know?

He's there, but...not.

I mean, there are glimpses, flashes.

Then he's just...

gone.

Comfortable? Yes, thanks.

I will just be over there, if you need anything.

Thank you.

Cara. You really need to talk to me, now.

What did he want?

He was looking for Nicole.

W-Well, what did you say?

I told him I had no idea where she was.

He seemed fine with that.

Are you sure?

There's nothing to worry about. If there was, I would tell you.

Right, good. Great.

SHE COUGHS AND GASPS FOR BREATH

OK, all right, take it easy, take it easy.

SHE GASPS FOR BREATH

I WON'T let some stupid cough stop me in my tracks!

Still way too much to do, thank you very much.

Oh, Mo...

Feisty girls like us, we never give up.

Wouldn't be where we are now if we did.

Lizzie...

Mo, Brett needs you in ITU.

All right, did they say anything else?

Just that it's urgent.

I'll be right back, OK?

Do you want me to come with you? Sure.

Did he hurt you?

No.

I need to know if he did.

Not this time.

But he's coming back.

Expecting to see Nicole. You have to stop him.

How the hell am I supposed to do that? I don't know.

I can't have him here, it's affecting my work,

it's not fair, this is my life too.

You shouldn't have got involved!

As if I had a choice!

You involved me when you slept with that woman.

That was my husband that did that, my husband.

Not this...person you're pretending to be.

Oh, come on, Cara, we both know you've had a shoulder to cry on.

Don't you dare try and make this about me!

You need to take responsibility for what you've done!

Don't you tell...

I'm so sorry.

Please, I didn't mean to.

I feel like I'm losing control.

Why don't you get out, Jed? It's destroying you.

I can't jeopardise it, it's huge.

If I did, I'd be putting others in danger.

I'm in danger.

I know, and you have no idea how much I regret that.

You can't just do nothing, Jed.

That's not an option.

I'll get Nicole and the baby from the safe house,

send them back with Sean.

That'll distract him for a little while. It'll get him off your back.

What, Nicole and your baby?

It's the safest and easiest way out of all this.

What happened to you?

I'm trying to protect you.

I can't do this.

Hey, it's Mo.

And this is Adele.

Hi. Hey.

How are you feeling?

OK...I think.

It's all a bit of a blur.

I don't even remember why I'm here.

You were in an accident, Brett.

It caused a tear in your chest.

So we had to ventilate you, let your body recover and recuperate.

You're going to be fine.

But Sorcia...

She didn't make it. I'm so sorry.

We did everything we could.

But William's fine. Not even a scratch on him.

We're taking very good care of him. I promise you.

I can't even begin to imagine how hard this must be.

But if you think it would help, then I could bring him up to see you?

And it shouldn't be too long before you can take him home.

A few weeks, max.

I know there's no comfort in it, but at least you've still got each other.

You know, I...

I don't think it's a good idea to rush things.

You need time to convalesce.

Leave too soon and you could sabotage your progress.

And small children, they're demanding, they sap your energy.

We really need to take this slowly.

Yeah, but it shouldn't be too long.

I mean, you're young and fit.

some people recover more quickly than others, don't they, Mo?

Let's just wait and see, shall we? I'd like to see him.

He's just lost his mother.

He needs to see that I'm still here.

You're still very weak... But it's important.

So is taking care of yourself.

Maybe in a few days, OK?

CV. Update. That's all I'm going to say.

Yes, I will, I will.

I've got something much more fun to do first.

It's not often that I get to give news this good.

Mrs Stone...

See! What did I tell you? That's so fantastic! Thank you so much.

Good news, isn't it?

Yes. Yes, it's fantastic news.

Congratulations, Mrs Stone. Thank you.

Now, you'll hold the fort for me till I get back, won't you, boss?

I promised to meet someone for lunch and I'm bloody starving.

He's only been here for five minutes.

He's just showing off like a little kid, and you're letting him.

He's not your rival. He's your mentee, for God's sake.

Yeah, I know. I know.

But ultimately, you know, he's the kind of guy they're going to go for.

Someone with a bit more...

pizzazz.

Fine then.

Look, if you're going to be that defeatist,

then don't bother applying at all,

but the Sacha that I know wouldn't behave like this,

so I suggest you use your inner "pizzazz"

and get out there and take control of your ward.

Are you OK? I'm fine.

Are you sure, sis? That was a tough call.

And I'm a tough cookie when I need to be.

I'd better...

You had something to tell me before we were so rudely interrupted,

and something tells me I'm not going to like it.

SHE SIGHS I think it's best that we do an MRI.

Let's see what that says, before anything else.

I know it's not your favourite thing...

Ooh, right now I'll do anything to get this sorted.

I'll just stick in my earplugs and go to my happy place.

Good girl. LIZZIE CHUCKLES

Dr March, can we order Lizzie an MRI, please?

Yes...

I thought, erm...

Excuse us a minute.

You thought what?

Low ejection fraction - what's an MRI going to tell us?

Forget it, I'll do it myself. No, I can do it...

I said, I'll do it.

Just go, Jed. I'll deal with Sean myself.

Don't be stupid.

Please, just leave.

What are you going to do?

You have to go.

I don't believe it.

Look, I've got this, OK?

Are you being serious?

Keep your nose out.

You need to leave, now.

Yeah, if you don't leave us alone

then I'm going to have to call security. Us?

No, don't. Don't call security. He's going.

You better watch yourself, big man. Oh, is that right?

You think I'm joking?

Is that the kind of man you are...?

Is that the kind of copper you are?

Mr Di Lucca, you're needed urgently.

You told him. I had to.

No. No, you didn't. Yes, I did.

WOMAN SCREAMS Cara, can you join us in here, please?

WOMAN HOWLS IN PAIN

Hoo... Ah!

OK, OK...

Please, please, get it off!

Her leg's swelling, we need to get this backslab off.

Oh, please!

Please, make it stop!

We're going to relieve the pressure, OK?

You just have to try and stay as still as you can.

That's it.

SHE HOWLS IN PAIN

Please... Ow!

Please!

His dad...

Well, his kind-of dad Brett, he was in the accident too,

so I offered to take William in.

There wasn't anyone else.

Brett's going to be OK, though.

Thank God for that. It would've been a terrible tragedy otherwise.

Yeah, yeah, it would.

Having children brings so much responsibility.

It's way too scary for me.

You never wanted your own?

Oh, God, no.

Work has always been my life -

a conscious decision, not a compromise -

and I've discovered that being a mother isn't the only way to

use one's innate capacity to love.

My clients feel like my children sometimes.

With long, complex, emotional cases, you give absolutely everything.

You can't help but get over-attached.

They're so vulnerable.

There's so much at stake... SHE SIGHS

..and it's incredibly hard to say goodbye.

But if you know you've done your absolute best,

even if you don't get the outcome they want,

you can walk away with your head held high.

Why isn't it getting any better?!

Just hang in there. SHE GROANS

30mm of mercury... OK, Yasmin, I think you might have

something called compartment syndrome, so we're going to take you

straight into theatre and try and relieve the pressure.

No, I don't want surgery. What if it goes wrong?

It's OK, you're in safe hands with Mr Di Lucca.

I'll chase an emergency slot.

I'll be right back.

SHE GROANS

Ms Effanga - Ms Johns' MRI results.

Thanks.

What's your verdict?

Significant heart failure, no question.

We can't try the Herzig because of her TIAs, and we can't give

her an anti-coagulant because of the history of her previous reactions.

No.

So the only thing is a heart transplant.

But the process is long, and Lizzie doesn't have the luxury of time.

Her condition is only going to worsen.

We could put her on the transplant list as high priority...

Except that part of the left ventricle is

performing much better than expected.

She's not sick enough to be high priority.

And by the time she is... She'll be too old to be considered.

The truth is, she's never going to be top of the list.

You know, I really hate this job sometimes.

It wasn't worth giving up the fags, was it?

I'm so sorry, Lizzie.

So, what are the options?

Look, as long as I can work, I'll be fine.

Just patch me up and get me back on my feet.

I can deal with the rest of it.

I will still be able to work?

Maybe, for a bit,

but then you'll get increasingly tired and, erm...

you won't be able to cope with the pressures of a job like yours.

It'll all be too much,

even for an old Trojan like you.

No... SHE SOBS

Please don't...

I wish I had better news, I really do...

I'm one of life's natural problem-solvers.

If somebody tells me no...

I always find a way.

Not very good when faced with a brick wall.

There is a way.

A new heart.

A new heart?

Really?

I'm going to give it my best shot.

SHE GASPS

MACHINE BEEPS

Faint pulse.

That's what we like to hear. Good work, team.

OK, celebrations for you all later at the quiz night, I suppose.

I think we're done.

I certainly am.

It's all yours.

So, she'll need IV fluids and heparin.

Yes.

And you're happy to do vascular obs?

Why wouldn't I be?

Right, much as I've enjoyed this schoolyard performance,

I need to get back to my meeting.

Whatever's happening between you two, I'm going

to have to trust that you, as the senior member of staff,

will have everything tickety-boo by the time I return.

Understood?

I told you about Jed in confidence.

I trusted you.

You trusted me?

Look, I want to know what's going on, right now,

or I go straight to Serena.

It's... And don't say nothing,

because there's clearly something that you're not telling me.

I deserve to know the truth. I'm implicated too.

Cara...

Sean thinks I know where Nicole is.

It's my fault. I messed up.

Now he's on my back.

And Jed?

I went to him for help.

He's my husband, Raf.

And?

It didn't go well.

Well, that's it, then.

We have to go to the police.

We can't handle this ourselves. No.

You don't understand how delicate the situation is -

the police can't get involved.

Jed finding out you knew he was undercover

has just made it ten times worse.

I appreciate your help, I really do...

but I've dealt with it now.

And you really don't think that Sean will come back?

No.

OK, but this is the last time.

If anything else happens, I'm not keeping quiet.

Hey.

Hey. What can I help you with?

I've just seen two new patients added to the transplant list

as high priority. I wondered if you could tell me

a little bit more about them ahead of the MDT? Yeah, sure.

I can have a look for you. I think it's just one, though.

Yeah, Stephen Hockham.

Oh, right.

Unfortunately, the injury to your leg

was more significant than we first thought,

and there was a slight complication with one of your arteries,

but don't worry - we managed to graft an artery from another

part of your leg and replace the damaged one.

So I'll be here a while longer?

I'm afraid so.

We'll have to keep a close eye on you.

I know that it's not what you wanted

but it's for the best in the long-term.

I know. Thank you.

So, I've got that information about the respite care...

I don't want that, I told you!

Yasmin, you have to stop being such a martyr

and accept that you can't possibly do this on your own.

Sorry.

You think I enjoy being a carer?

That I wear it like some badge of honour?

No, of course not.

Every day I wake up and I don't know how I got to this place...

who I am...

who we are.

Whether the husband I loved even exists any more.

But I have to keep on hoping.

I don't want him to think that I've given up on him.

You've done everything you possibly can, Yasmin.

You need to look after yourself now.

It's time to get better for your sake, as well as his.

You know, it's your future too.

I've already lost him, haven't I?

HE GROANS IN PAIN

It's all right, Tyrone, I've got you. Take it easy.

Tyrone. Tyrone, it's all right. We're going to look after you, OK?

I don't get it. The second set of tests came back clear as well.

When you did the basic nipples to knees,

was there any cause for concern? The what?

You did look at his body from his nipples to his knees, didn't you?

OK, Tyrone, we're going to have to take off your gown.

No, no, no, no, no! He said I wouldn't have to.

I need to take a closer look at you, all right? It's all right, Tyrone.

Mr Levy knows what he's doing. You can trust him.

That's it...

All right, look, I know, but don't...

Don't tell Stephanie. I caught this off another girl. Excuse me.

Right, it was a mistake.

She'd kill me.

HE GROANS

It's irreducible.

You didn't catch this off anyone, Tyrone.

It's not an STD, it's a hernia.

OK, we'll need to do an ultrasound,

and it's most likely you'll need emergency surgery.

Emergency? Yeah.

What, this is why I've been in so much pain?

I'll leave you with Mr Levy.

TYRONE GROANS

I thought I'd find you here.

CHILDREN CHATTER

Ah, look, he's found a dinosaur.

Raaaarh!

I know, raaaarh!

Raaaarh!

Rarh! Rarh!

He's such a cute kid.

And clever. Yeah, my boy's bright.

He's not your boy, Mo.

Raaaarh!

Wait, you didn't think you'd get to keep him, did you?

I mean, if Brett...

Hadn't pulled through?

Yeah, it's all I thought about.

I don't know where my head's at today.

Part of me even wished that Brett would slip away,

cos then... then everything would be simple,

I'd, I'd get what I wanted.

What does that make me?

Confused.

Messed up.

But none of this is real, Mo,

any of it.

He was never yours.

He's Brett's now.

I carried him, all right? He became mine.

Yeah, but you made a deal. I gave birth to him.

Yeah, for Sorcia.

Brett wasn't even with her, then.

But as far as William's concerned, Brett is his dad.

You can't seriously want that little boy to lose his dad

just after losing his mum?

No, of course not.

Because you want what's best for William,

and what William needs is his dad.

He's the only stability he's got.

You need to sort your head out, Mo.

I'm afraid I've got some bad news.

I've had to remove you from the transplant high priority list.

Clinically, you're not a high priority, not yet,

and at your age...

well, the truth is, you're unlikely to ever get a new heart.

I shouldn't have raised your hopes. It was wrong and...

I'm sorry. Then why did you...?

So that I could tell you what you want to hear,

and stop feeling so damn helpless.

What kind of a friend does that make me?

You did your very best.

No, I let you down.

You wanted to give me hope when there was none,

out of love, not out of malice,

and that makes you a very good friend, indeed.

Come here,

before I'm too weak and decrepit to give you a hug.

Raf! Hmm? Got a minute?

Yeah.

I just wanted to say thank you for not telling Serena.

You've really gone above and beyond.

I just hope that I'm doing the right thing.

You are, you really are.

And, erm, with Nicole and the baby,

I couldn't have done that without you.

I really couldn't.

I don't think I ever properly thanked you for that.

And I'm sorry about earlier.

You and Jed - it's none of my business.

Water under the bridge.

Something so basic... and I missed it.

I thought I could just...

you know, just jump straight back on the horse.

It's OK.

You were right on it.

Bam!

A true pro.

Respect.

I was way out of line.

A couple of lucky breaks and I thought I was it.

What a moron.

Come on, you're not a moron.

Hanssen wouldn't have put you on the ward

if he didn't think you could handle it.

You've just got to let me mentor you,

and I know how difficult that must be

when you've been higher up the hierarchy than I am now.

I can do it. I know I can...

..with your guidance and expertise.

Mate, if you're half the surgeon you were an anaesthetist,

then you're going to walk it.

Thanks.

And, you know, if you're ever not sure, or you don't know,

just ask.

Teamwork? Teamwork. Yeah.

Teamwork, exactly,

and maybe just the teeniest bit less pizzazz.

Yeah, I get it. Cool.

Come on, I've tried to be reasonable.

I understand that you're upset, but this is a hospital.

We do important work here.

You need to let this go.

Yeah, in fact, we both are needed in theatre right now.

Off you go, then, mate. I'm not stopping you.

Are you stopping these two?

Where is she?

Where is she?!

Come on, Sean.

We agreed we wouldn't do this.

They're not worth it.

You should listen to Mr Martinez.

Why don't we look at her discharge notes together?

Absolutely not. That's out of the question.

I know we're not supposed to - patient confidentiality -

but under the circumstances?

Don't do this, Cara.

Just a one-off.

You think you could touch my wife?!

RAF GROANS

RAF HOWLS IN PAIN You're not such a big man now.

RAF SOBS

RAF WHIMPERS

Get up.

Come on.

I'm sorry. HE SOBS

All right? Look at me.

You can't breathe a word of this.

Listen to me, it's not me and you they'll come after.

It's Cara. Are you listening? HE SOBS

Understand?!

HE WHIMPERS

Cara.

I'm sorry.

RAF SOBS

Right. She was discharged.

It says she was collected by a male relative.

Let me see.

I want the name of the taxi firm.

I wouldn't know, we use several.

Driver's name and registration.

I shouldn't even be showing you this. I could lose my job.

Just give me the numbers you usually use. I'll do it myself.

You get everything you need?

A few more pieces are slotting into place.

Let's get out of here. I hate hospitals.

Well, thank you again for everything,

and if there's anything else I need,

I know where to find you.

WOMAN HOWLS IN PAIN

HE GROANS

PAGER BEEPS

HE SNIFFS

Are you all right, mate? Yeah, fine.

Your arm - you want to get that seen to.

I'll survive. So, are we going to go and see this cab firm, or what?

I was thinking that, yeah.

Funny thing, that doc, calling you Mr Martinez back there.

Yeah, what a loser. I think he just lost his head.

The nurse is Martinez.

Crumbled under pressure.

HE CHUCKLES Yeah, that must be it.

YASMIN GROANS

The foot's mottled, cold - the pain is getting worse.

The graft must have gone down.

We need to take her straight into theatre.

Can I get a hand over here, please?

SHE MOANS

Straight through, boys.

SHE HOWLS IN PAIN

I would never have shown him the real notes.

I fudged Nicole's records. He bought it. They're gone.

Come here, you.

MACHINE BEEPS

MACHINE BEEPS

Special delivery.

Hey...

How are you doing, Bilbo?

I missed you, Bilbo.

I missed you so much...

Thank you, Mo.

MACHINE BEEPS

Hey, how are you doing, kid?

Are you all right?

Your hair, it's getting very long, isn't it?

I can't believe the graft was too long.

It happens all the time. Let's just get it sorted. Yeah.

We're going to need to move faster than this

if we want to avoid losing the foot.

Yes, sorry.

That's all right, don't apologise, just quickly, please.

HE GASPS IN PAIN

Mr Di Lucca?

Raf?

Sorry, it's just...

If you're not feeling well, just step outside.

It's just a bit of cramp. I can do this.

Are you sure? Mmm, yeah.

It's gone now.

MACHINE BEEPS

All right, cut, please.

METAL CLANG

Good back-flow. Prolene again, please.

HE GROANS

Yup, good in-flow.

How's that looking?

Doppler, please.

MACHINE BEEPS

HE GROANS

Strong pulse.

And some colour. Well done, everyone.

MACHINE BEEPS

I mean, I feel I let you down,

but seriously, you should have said something.

Yeah, but I was embarrassed, wasn't I?

Is that why you've been such a "gentleman"?

You can't say anything. She's coming up any minute.

Right, I don't want to mess this up.

Well, look, as your doctor,

if you have something that unusual happening to your body,

you've got to get it checked out.

I mean, you were lucky this time.

Look who it is.

Hey. Hey.

Sorry I couldn't get here earlier. It's fine.

OK, look, I'll leave you guys to it, yeah? Thank you.

He'll be as good as new now that we've fixed him up.

Are you going to Mo's quiz night?

I thought maybe we could make up a team?

Sure. Yeah, great, that'll be lovely.

I'll catch you up.

So am I...

I'll take over, love.

Well?

Yeah, he's with his dad, and it's OK,

I think.

I'll miss him, but I'll survive.

I might not, for long,

but you know me - always need a strategy for the way forward,

something to give 100%,

and if that means planning a good end of life, then so be it.

I'm going to make a list of all the books I've promised myself

I'd read if I ever got time.

Catch up on films and TV... SHE SIGHS

..see all my long-neglected friends.

I'm actually rather looking forward to it.

Only you could make a positive out of a terminal diagnosis...

Never been one to dwell.

HE SNIFFS AND SIGHS

Raf, what's happened?

Sorry, I've got to go. No, no, no, no.

You were really struggling in there. What's going on?

Cara, I'm asking you to let it go!

HE GROANS

HE WHIMPERS

Oh, my God.

Was this Jed?

He's lost it, hasn't he?

He's completely lost it.

Oh, I can't do this any more.

I can't allow this to happen.

HE GROANS

I have to call his bosses.

This has to stop.

No! No, you can't do that.

It's gone too far. Ow!

That's exactly why I have to.

Look at what he's done... No, you were right earlier.

You don't know what damage it could do.

It's too dangerous.

I don't want anything to happen to you.

I can't stand that this has happened to you.

I've got to stay away from you.

I won't ever, ever...

let this happen to you again, Raf.

Don't worry.

I'm going to keep far, far away.

SHE SIGHS Ollie. Yeah?

Zosia...

I just wanted to say that you were right...

about Lizzie.

I made a bad call.

I wasn't really taking into consideration the whole picture.

I got too close.

I put you guys in an awkward position, and I'm sorry.

You don't have to apologise, Mo.

We understand why you'd like to fight for someone like that. Thanks.

I think I owe you both a pint.

See you at the quiz night?

Ah, yes, absolutely...

You haven't forgotten, have you?

No, we'd love to be there.

OK, that all looks good.

I think your foot is going to be fine.

Let's keep Yasmin on some heparin, please.

I've written down the dosage. No problem.

Nurse Martinez here will take good care of you

and I'll be back in the morning on my rounds,

unless there's anything else?

No, thank you, and thank you for saving my foot.

OK.

So, Yasmin, we've set in motion a care package

for you and your husband.

Someone's going to come and talk to you about that

just as soon as you're ready.

And I spoke to your sister -

she said Jas is fine, he's settled,

and she's going to look after him until this is all sorted.

She just wants you to get better.

He's OK?

Yes.

Now, your life is about to change,

and I know that's a scary prospect,

but it is the right thing, I promise.

You'll find a way, a different way,

but it'll be better.

Thank you for everything.

Goodbye, Sexy Rexy.

It's been nice knowing you.

IT DEFLATES

Cara...

Why did you do that to him?

Hey. Why?! He didn't deserve that! Stop, please!

No.

Cara.

Cara, stop, I need to talk to you!

You stay away from me,

you stay away from my work,

from my friends.

I was making a new life here and now you've...

you've poisoned it.

You're sick.

You're rotten and you're sick.

We have to leave here now.

As if I'm going anywhere with you.

I don't ever want to see you again.

I don't even know who you are.

You don't understand what you've done by telling him about me.

You don't know what you've triggered. We have to leave.

I've sorted some protection, but you're not safe here.

We have to go, now.

No.

I won't run after you...

wait for you...any more.

If you don't come with me, I can't protect you.

Cara, please don't do this. Cara!

MUSIC: The A Team by Ed Sheeran

Thank you. Mm-hmm.

Right, ready?

I can't stand this kind of thing.

Are you on anyone's team yet?

No, but I am a bit of a mean player.

They used to call me the "ringer" at med school.

The local bar had a cash prize.

I got barred. Thought I was cheating.

When in fact it was just your innate natural brilliance?

SHE CHUCKLES Well, I can't wait for this now.

Are you sure you're up for this?

If you've done your absolute best,

you can walk away with your head held high.

It's time to move on.

OK, you horrible lot, listen up, listen up, listen up!

I am the quiz master, and before you start arguing the toss,

whatever I say goes.

Oh, you tell them, Moby!

Right, that's two points off for interrupting.

You can't! She can't do that, can she?

She can, cos it's her quiz, so I suggest you shut your face.

All right, whatever you say, boss man.

Ready? First question.

Who said, "Coming together is a beginning,

"keeping together is progress, working together is success"?

Henrik Hanssen! LAUGHTER

Yeah, that's four points off

for not taking this seriously, Mr Valentine. What?

THEY GROAN Answers on your score sheets...

# And in a pipe we fly to the motherland

# Or sell love to another man

# It's too cold outside... #

SCORE BUILDS