I'll Walk You Home Holby City

I've got cancer.

All the travelling and the wedding

and everything you wanted us to do,

-that's not happening.

-Don't say that.

You're treating his wife?

Yes, but I didn't know they were together.

I don't care about that. He took my grandfather's medals. I want them back.

You specifically defied me. I know you gave Hanssen that proposal.

He's my friend.

This one needs to go straight up.

Actually, I don't think this can wait. Arthur!

I need to see Lee, but I can't do it alone.

Come with me, Dom? Let's do it together.

Hello, Ruth. I'm Dr Digby.

Morven.

I think he's going to be fine.

Come here.

-Nothing?

-No.

They must be in there. I've seen them going in.

Fletch, these wasps...

There's no nest. Am I the only one who's bothered?

What's up?

Clear.

Still no output. Lou, another 1mg of epinephrine, please.

200 again, please.

Clear.

OK, stop. This is futile. Are we all in agreement?

-I'm going to call it.

-No, I think we carry on. One more time.

Ms Wolfe.

We can do this.

We stop.

Let me see.

OK. Time of death.

11.55.

Go away!

There's no contact details on her file.

Well, you spoke to Ruth. She was always so busy.

She had a massive family.

Her workplace? She was a teacher, wasn't she?

I called the school she mentioned. Nobody had heard of her.

Do you know what? I don't think she had anyone.

This jacket.

-She came in with this, right?

-Yep.

Careful with him, Sach. You might squeeze his stent out.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's just it's discharge day.

Removable tracheal stent approved and attached.

-The sun's shining.

-Yep.

-What could be better?

So far, so good.

Dr Digby, no less.

They letting you out early?

Now, have you thought about what you might do?

Because now you've got the stent...

You're right. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's not my place.

So, you doing the rounds before you sign off?

Well, just trying to remember how to do things for myself, I think.

Walk, talk and breathe real air.

Yes, well, you won't find much of that around here.

Look, we're here whenever you need

a chat, a check.

Thank you. I'm fine. They've been checking me all week.

I think I'm all checked out.

I was looking for you.

I was just coming down. Next stop AAU.

Your jacket.

Ruth was wearing it.

It was you she was talking about.

You were the kind stranger.

It's all right for you, isn't it?

Never made a mistake in your life.

Me?

I'm a doctor.

Doctors are heroic.

BABY SNEEZES

Don't you start making noises at me, buster.

I remember when you weren't so tough.

"For all the boots of the tramping warriors

"and all the garments rolled in blood

"shall be burned as fuel for the fire,

"for a child has been born to us.

"A son."

OK.

Sorry. Couldn't resist.

What was that anyway? The Bible?

My nan. Used to go with her every Sunday.

Learned passages to scare my little brother.

Well, that'll do it.

He's starting to look like you now.

I saw Lee. Took him some photos of the baby

so he could see his son.

Alison.

I'm sorry, I couldn't get away from here.

It's just been crazy, but if there's anything that you need?

I didn't think you would.

It's OK, though.

It helped.

All of us.

He got them back. He's sorry.

Thank you.

I mean, this is going to make his day.

She sleeps maybe three and a half hours max, feeds once a day,

insects mostly.

Drinks lake water full of proteins.

Gives her mane that reddish tinge.

It's been a week.

A whole week and she's barely even grunted at me.

What, not even a snarl?

And you thought she'd be outraged.

It feels like she's just waiting for me to make a mistake.

I think she's rattled by you, Zosia. You've impressed her.

-So, what should I...?

-My advice is to keep on impressing her

until you have her where you need her

and then ask for what you want.

Ruth told us all different stories.

Different workplaces, different family, different friends.

For once, she was somewhere where people knew who she was.

Maybe that was enough.

Are we thinking the same thing?

Let's get out of here.

Yeah.

For good?

For good.

I mean, not you, obviously. You should come back.

But, yeah, let's go and see some things.

Yeah. I mean, how long have you wanted to go to Austerlitz

or Albuera or Talavera or maybe all of the battlefields of Europe?

-So not a tour of the UK's best-loved theme parks?

-No, as far as we can think of.

-Cambridge!

-No, out of the country!

Asterix Park Paris?

"Ils sont fous ces Romains!"

Yeah, we can get some kind of queue- jumping thing, like a cancer pass.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. That would be so good.

And you think you can just leave?

-Yeah!

-I mean, who would say...?

I mean, all I'll need to do is clear it with...

Serena!

Arthur. You're up.

I have a favour to ask you

and I'm afraid you can't say no.

The thing with Diggers is that he's a fighter.

He still wear those glasses?

Yeah, I bet he hasn't changed those in years.

That look he gives from under those. You know the one I mean.

Can make a person reflect.

Don't be fooled, is all I'm saying.

I'm way past that, believe me.

Change...

or being fooled?

Has he decided what he wants to do next?

Hang around here picking holes in my technique, if he has his way.

Good to have a hobby.

Well, I don't know what he'd do without me.

Well, I'm sorry I couldn't be there for him.

He's got enough back-patters and care-givers

without your sycophantic verbals, thank you very much.

Just be ready.

Take care.

KNOCK ON DOOR

'Yes?'

If you want leave, you're going to be disappointed.

Valentine's beat you to it.

-I...

-Oh, God, even your grovelling is pathetic.

Let me help you out.

"I apologise for...

"It's taken me this long to realise, etc, etc, that I..."

No. What do you want, then?

I didn't know how far along you were with preparations.

The pulmonary endarterectomy that you have scheduled for later on.

There's another team coming in.

Mr Wilks is a specialist. He's bringing his registrar to assist.

-I thought maybe I...

-Length of the op and the state of the clots

means that we have to shut the body down, cool it.

We work, we rest, they work, they rest, until it's done.

It's a very complicated op.

And you think I could use you?

I'm ready.

Pulmonary endarterectomy for pulmonary hypertension.

Embarrass me and I'll finish you.

OK. Aisle or window?

Well, most of it's in a tunnel, right?

Yeah, and we'll need drinks, so easier access to the buffet car.

Actually, you do like a snooze, so I think window.

Right.

Stock up on drinks beforehand. Cheaper, more choice.

Arthur! This is the trip of a lifetime.

At this price, it better be.

SHE SIGHS

I'm joking.

It's all booked.

Yay!

Ow!

Ooh.

Ah, come on. It's just temporary.

Yeah, I know. It's just...

Last day, last cases and...

..I don't even know where to start.

Right.

Leave it with me.

Dr March, echocardiogram results.

I'll need the pulmonary function test, too.

Yeah, and a CT.

I was down to do this today. I've been preparing for weeks.

And yet, strangely, within minutes of you leaving Naylor's office, I...

The Lord works in mysterious ways.

Yes, well, then, you'll also know that the last time

she performed this operation was with Mrs Beauchamp?

Two highly skilled, highly trained surgeons.

Jac has done this a number of times before and we have help, so...

-could you...?

-OK, yep.

Just as long as you have a clear conscience about everything.

-You'll be there later for Arthur's...

-What do you think?

That must be them. Thanks for the scans.

My advice, a girl as beautiful as you, let him do the chasing.

SHE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

That's, er, that's actually my husband.

He likes making plans.

Oh, a schemer. You want to watch those ones.

-Are you married?

-Me? No.

Too much other family to worry about.

And your own problems to deal with, I see.

In and out of hospital for years -

skin infections, chest infections,

a psych referral.

Oh, yes, it all comes back to that.

Sorry.

-That looks really sore, doesn't it?

-Mm.

Do you mind if I take a little look?

It's not you, sweetheart, it's just the way it goes.

Doctor says one thing, I say another, they guess something else,

run some tests, nothing is found

and, ultimately, it's a psych problem.

And I'm a fantasist.

Er, do you mind?

Erm, just excuse me. One moment. Right.

What are you playing at?

Thoracoabdominal aneurysm

with probable open aortic abdominal repair!

What better way to go out?

I...don't know, I've got loads of other patients to deal with...

and this lady is...

What's wrong with her?

Well, she's got an abscess, but she's been

in and out of A&E more than a dozen times already this year.

So, drain that, send her home and she'll back in again in six months

-with something else...

-People think she's a fantasist.

This isn't about Ruth, is it, Morven?

No. I know you can't save everybody, but...

you can try.

Clap, clap, clap, step.

Clap, clap, clap step...

No! No! Sacha! Come on! Every time.

Is it because I'm not leading with my left

and my right's a bit heavy?

No, you're dragging.

Oh, I'm dragging?

No wonder Essie practises alone.

Well, that's not the only thing she does alone...

-DOOR OPENS

-Yuck.

Don't mind me.

Hi. We were just...

..psyching up.

Just wondered if I could borrow your bumbag, Sacha.

Your pouch. Fanny pack, whatever you call it?

Oh, my fanny pack. Er, yes.

Er, Essie's got it. I'll ask her to look it out.

Thanks.

As you were.

-DOOR CLOSES

-Sorry, Essie has the pouch?

You do know that Arthur's leaving?

Yes. Finger on the pulse, as ever.

No, I mean for good.

With Morven.

They've got some trip across Europe planned. I think Elba, possibly.

And they're leaving today.

A tour of the world's most boring heritage sites, how very them.

Well, whatever Golden Boy wants.

Anyway, so this op, what should I focus on?

Dominic...

..pelvic anatomy.

Perfect. Thank you.

Nothing. No, nothing.

OK, I'm going to run some bloods.

I've told you, it's always the same.

Book me in to have this abscess drained

and I'll be out of your hair.

Have you, erm...

Have you always been this weight?

Your BMI is very low.

-GP thinks it's an eating disorder.

-And?

Sorry, OK. Is everything all right at home?

Honestly, I don't have issues. There's nothing wrong with HQ.

It's the rest of it that's on strike.

So you do think there may be a problem other than just the abscess?

-Do you see anything?

-Well, not yet, but...

Please just help me with the abscess and that will be enough.

What kind of food are you eating? Regularly, I mean?

-Are they flour-based or...

-Does the Mexican woman eat tacos?

-Is that what you're asking?

-You're Mexican? You don't...

-Don't look it?

Father's genes were stronger,

which is ironic, cos the man himself was a coward from Stockport.

-Big family?

-Mother's side.

But then everyone from Mexico City has a big family.

Hello, er...

Ines, I'm Serena Campbell. What appears to be the problem?

-Well, I'm just trying to work it out...

-I have an abscess.

Yes. She has an abscess at the base of her neck, but I also think...

Not for the first time, it seems.

Could be diet?

I promise you, I do not have an eating disorder.

Can't put it on if I try.

Well, we'll get that abscess taken care of

and then you should feel a lot more comfortable.

Ms Campbell, I was thinking maybe thyroid,

but I'll just need a bit more time with her.

I don't think it's an eating disorder.

Well, these psych referrals point to something.

I just have a hunch that it's medical.

That it's something we can solve.

You have a hunch?

I think we should order tests.

-And just cover all the ground...

-No, no. Just do FBC, U&Es,

LFT and blood glucose.

Treat the abscess, get her out of here,

and then you can follow suit, can't you?

Then we stay at Stara Posta, which is where he slept the night

after his greatest triumph.

Catch a flight to Florence,

small train down the coast from Pisa and then we get a ferry to Elba.

What do you think? Dom?

Yeah. Trains, planes and automobiles. Sounds great.

And then I was thinking that...

Is that...?

Er, yeah. It's just a routine check-up.

Ah, the baby. Of course.

Alison?

I'm Arthur. Not sure if you remember me.

I remember you.

-Would you mind if I...?

-Mm.

Oh, God. He thinks it's a calendar shoot.

Please don't take your top off, I'll be sick.

ARTHUR LAUGHS

Tough cookie.

So this is baby Lee?

They haven't decided on a name yet.

-I don't know if Dom told you yet...

-No, I haven't done.

Told me...?

Lee is very sick. And, erm...

But he's been getting help.

Well, I'm glad he's being looked after.

Anyway, look, I need to go and prep.

-From the list? Which one are you...

-DOOR BUZZES

Hey.

You do realise that you didn't have any hold

over these operations, didn't you?

Yeah, Dom. I don't care about...

-I got other things I need to...

-Of course. Enjoy your trip.

You ever stop to think that

perhaps this wasn't just about you and Morven?

-Ines?

-What stage are we at now? More tests?

Look, I have to ask - these psych referrals...?

Grief counselling.

I lost my mother. Years ago now...

And that was when you started having the problems?

I mean, there's plenty of research that points to trauma being...

I missed her passing. I was having treatment myself.

-Right, before she died...

-An operation. I had pancreatic cancer.

It doesn't say so in your notes.

You're a stickler, aren't you?

-These are your test results.

-Is everything OK?

There's a positive result for TB.

-TB?

-It's a weak positive.

But we'll need to do further tests to confirm. Er...

But we'll need your permission.

You OK?

Yeah, I'm fine. I just need some caffeine.

You've got a maximum of 15 seconds before we need to...

Got it!

..warm him up again.

Good. Get the other team in.

You saw how clear and bloodless it was?

-That's why we do it my way.

-There's another way?

Unless you want to battle it out with the back flow.

Anyway, stay sharp, stay focused. It's only going to get tougher.

PHONE CHIMES

Something important?

-No.

-Yes.

Good, cos we're back on.

Zosia?

She's setting you up to fail.

You would love that, wouldn't you?

Morven, why on earth have you put Ms Maria into isolation?

With me. Now.

I needed to see if there was...

I specifically told you to treat the abscess.

-I know. I'm sorry. I just thought...

-So you deliberately disobeyed me?

Your last day, so you thought you could just do as you please?

I wanted to help her.

Well, you put her through an emotional trauma.

You know how much stress that can cause someone with her...

Look, I needed to do further exploration.

She tested positive for TB.

-I'm sorry?

-It was a weak positive, but TB...

A weak positive comes back frequently,

there's no evidence of open TB.

This is a complete overreaction, Morven.

But the weight loss!

Yes, she lost her mother around the same time,

but TB causes drastic weight loss!

As does Hepatitis, as does HIV, as does bereavement.

Well, she beat cancer!

I don't think one thing cancels out the other.

Yes, I kn...

Look, I'm just...I'm certain it's not stress.

People keep writing her off, but it's not grief!

It's not psychological.

Emotional stress can have all kinds of impact.

Emotional stress doesn't make you sick and weak.

You need to apologise to her, Morven.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Erm...

sorry to bother you, just...

You're working with Dom today, right? Have...

-Have I done something to...?

-Take a seat.

DOOR CLOSES

My advice is just to let him be.

Dr Copeland's moods can be as...

That's not entirely why I'm here.

You...

You beat it, didn't you?

-You can't compare cases, you know that.

-I don't mean physically.

I mean, for it to have gone away, you must have beaten it.

You must have stopped it controlling you.

-There was a point where...

-I'm not looking for empathy.

All I've ever wanted and known, really,

was being a doctor.

And now I've got to do this last bit as a...

I just want to know

what I'm supposed to do next. Who I should...

Where did you get that?

This?

Serena found it in a drawer or something.

-It's a private joke - it's a...

-Gypsy three rings.

It's a collectible, sorry.

An ex-colleague got me into them.

Chantelle, by any chance?

Yeah, well, it's a shame she couldn't make it.

Sorry?

Oh, nothing.

Ignore me.

This might sound a little bit strange,

but I keep getting the feeling

that someone's trying to tell me something.

That the universe...

I don't know.

That's not really my thing, believe me.

I'm supposed to go away and leave this place and yet something just...

Arthur, your time is precious.

Now, there are lots of people who care deeply about you

and they'll want to spend as much of it with you as possible.

But it is your time.

I don't want to appear selfish or self-indulgent,

but then how do you avoid it,

when everyone's asking what they can do and how they can help?

The important thing is

that you're honest with what it is that you want.

That's all that matters now.

-Come on, quicker.

-It's sticking.

Either you can do it or you can't. We're running out of time.

-OK, here it comes.

-Just be careful, I want it intact.

What are you waiting for? Your theme tune?

Next one!

ZOSIA SIGHS Right.

'And I'd like to add my apology'

on behalf of the hospital and assure you that we will be

treating the abscess as soon as possible.

I would like a transfer.

Please, Ines, this is all my fault.

I thought...

I went down the wrong road.

I was wrong about the TB.

I'm so sorry.

Yes, we've checked and it was a false alarm.

Now, I'll be taking full care of you from here on.

So I'll drain the abscess for you

and anyone you need to talk to we can arrange that for you.

You see? I am the fantasist.

Dr Digby?

You can catch up on ward rounds.

Fletch needs help with the RTC and I'm sure Ms Wolfe has...

Ms Campbell, this isn't for me.

Well, you know it doesn't work like that.

You make a mistake, you work twice as hard to make up for it.

I let that woman down. I let you down. I know that.

Now, Morven, I understand you're in a difficult place...

I'm done here.

I'm sorry.

Thank you for your time.

Dr Digby, I highly recommend you stop where you are.

-Dr Digby?

-DOOR BUZZES

LIFT BEEPS

Dom? Hey. Erm...

I've been speaking to people about...

What do you need now? Flip-flops?

Look, I feel I need to explain this whole trip and...

and I really don't want you to feel that I'm...

I can come back.

Except you can't.

I have one shot to explain this,

-so that I don't come across as...

-ARTHUR SIGHS

I haven't felt in control recently. And I'm never not in control.

Some might say it's an obsession of yours.

Dom, this can wait. I...

I told you I would look after you.

Dom, erm...

you're not listening to me, OK?

I have to say this, cos I have to make decisions

that are best for me.

It sounds selfish, but...

Bingo, finally got it!

I can't please everyone.

There's not enough time.

I don't have time!

So you would rather spend your final days in some hotel room

in Kosovo with a Good News Bible and a bottle of cheap vodka...

-What if I do?!

-Well, it's selfish!

Coming from you!

The point is,

it has to be my decision. It's not yours.

-It's what I want!

-PHONE CHIMES

I suppose you think that's it.

I think I know better than to expect that.

I saw that you nearly nicked...

Nearly nicked the purse string. Yes, I know. I just...

Somewhere you need to be?

No.

So, what's next?

Oh, jeez, if this is a shakedown, then you're too late - shop's empty.

Dom?

I've got Fletch on the phone, wondering if we're still doing this.

Yeah, well, sorry. I'm just not in the mood.

Well, it's not about your mood. A lot of people

have gone to a lot of effort for this.

Well, by all means, be my guests. But I just need some space.

We're doing this now.

I have prep to do.

Why are you punishing him?

'It's an abscess. Simple as that.'

The rest is psych stuff and that could take weeks.

Weeks that we don't have, so here's the thing...

No, Morven. Don't lie. Just be honest.

But don't put the pressure on him either.

OK.

It's nothing to do with you, Arthur.

Nothing to do with your situation.

OUR situation.

It's nothing to do with where we are.

But, most importantly, it's nothing to do with you.

SHE SIGHS HEAVILY

Right.

It's nothing to do with you. Just let me speak.

OK, let me say what I need to say and then you can...

-BOTH:

-We need to talk.

-Oh. You first.

-You first.

-Erm...

-In here.

OK, you first.

OK, Morven...

I can't do it on my own.

I fell in love with this job because I wanted to help people.

But I fell in love with this place because of you.

And now everywhere I look I'm reminded that, when I come back,

it's all going to mean less. And I don't want that, so...

let's just go. Let's just go now!

-Er...

-SHE STUTTERS

Oh, I've said it all wrong.

I should have lied, shouldn't I?

I should have said that I found out what was wrong

-and Serena signed...

-Morven.

Slow down.

I thought I had a hunch, but...

..I can't do this without you, Arthur.

Well, sometimes you can't do it all in a day.

I mean, that's not possible.

You don't understand. I really messed up.

Oh!

I filled her with hope - all because I wanted to find something.

I...I needed to!

Of course you did.

And you'd do the same any other day.

Cos that's the kind of doctor that you are.

That's the kind of person that you are. You have to help.

THEY LAUGH

What is it you said? "Got to try."

I'm sorry. I...

I didn't mean to...

What was it that you wanted to say?

-Oh, erm...

-Sorry to, erm...

We need you both on Keller.

Can it wait?

I told you I'm fine, I'm all checked out, Sacha.

Promise you it's nothing serious, OK.

It's just there is a specialist that I think you should speak to.

Hello? This is Arthur Digby.

Hello, Diggers.

SHE LAUGHS

-Malick? What the...?

-Catch up after.

After what? Sacha?

MUSIC: The Best of My Love by The Emotions

What are you doing up here?

# Doesn't take much to make me happy

THEY LAUGH

# And to make me smile with glee

Oh, my goodness!

# Never, never will I feel discouraged

# Cos our love's no mystery... #

-THEY LAUGH

-This is incredible.

# My life has a better meaning... #

OK, I think the Tramadol's kicking in now.

-Ah!

-BOTH:

-Ethan!

THEY KISS AND LAUGH

# My love, my love... #

This is all for you.

# Oh!

# My love

THEY LAUGH # My love, my love... #

It's Napoleon Society!

Oh, my goodness!

This is incredible.

# Oh

# You've got the best of my love

# Oh, whoa You've got the best of my love

# Oh, whoa

# You've got the best of my love

# Oh, whoa

# You've got the best of my love... #

THEY TALK AND LAUGH

Ooh!

ARTHUR TALKS

# The way I feel about you

# Baby, can't explain it

# Want the whole wide world to see

# Oh, but in my heart... #

Hanssen.

# You're all I need

# You for me My love, my love

# And me for you

# Oh!

THEY LAUGH

# My love, my love

# Oh, whoa!

# Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo

# Oh! #

-Yay!

-APPLAUSE AND CHEERING

Look at that picture!

Whoo!

The stent. It hasn't been named.

-Sit down.

-No, I'm fine.

It needs to be named before it gets signed off.

And I thought it could be named after Arthur.

The Digby Device?

Yeah, or whatever you think. It's just...

How do you think you got on today?

I, er, thought it went well.

It did go well.

It's important to you, isn't it, that things go well?

That the name Dr March can be heard,

whispered in the corridors, no matter what.

-You asked me to assist.

-No, YOU asked to assist.

YOU wanted to prove yourself again and I let you,

even after you betrayed me.

So this is about last week.

-CHAIR BANGS

-It's about how you choose to define yourself!

You have proved to me that you are led by your own ego.

You made your choice.

And now you want to name the stent after Arthur

to assuage your own guilt.

I made the right choice. I did it for Arthur.

You used Arthur and you know it!

God, at least have the courage to admit it.

And, excuse me, there!

Categorical proof that you stole my scarf that day.

I mean, it seems an amazing coincidence that someone thought

our little trip to Ironbridge was worthy of a career highlight.

LAUGHTER Were you two separated at birth?

It's making me slightly nervous seeing you both together. Scary.

Oh! Hang on, hang on. I remember that.

-Same haircut!

-Well, you know if it ain't broke...

-Oh, hey, careful...

-ARTHUR GROANS

It's the only bit of parties I'm any good at.

Always find me in the kitchen.

Want to shut the door on the rest of them?

Not really sure what I want.

Arthur?

This place, it's been like a home to me and for you.

Friends, family.

Now we're running away

and I'm spending my last few months without them. I just...

The other morning, when I found Ruth at the bus stop,

I was supposed to be going to look at flats for us.

But I just wanted to go to the cinema.

You know, do something normal that people do when they're not...

working, or dying.

Do you not feel we've been really full speed since we found out?

I just feel very out of control of it.

Well, then stop.

Tell me what you want to do and I'm there with you.

-We don't have to go anywhere.

-Mm.

I'm trying to work it out.

I think I've just trained myself to be a bit of a control freak.

A surgeon.

One slip and you change someone's life forever, kind of thing.

And that seeped into the way I feel about this and...

You're right.

-Sorry, I didn't mean to make it sound like I...

-No, no, no.

"One slip and you change someone's life."

What if...

What if it was the operation where it all went wrong for Ines?

Mm.

I have to get her scanned.

Morven! Love you.

Goodnight.

Zosia, you missed the dance.

Do I come across as self-serving to you?

You? As if.

You've always done what you think is right, Zosia.

-What you did for Arthur...

-I got him that stent. I fought for him.

-He's your friend.

-What else was I supposed to do?

Mr Malone's no fool either. He...

He knew his choice.

-So, ethically...

-We'd have all done the same thing.

Thank you.

What's with the secret paper?

-Nothing.

-Come on.

Sorry. I didn't realise.

I had a spare copy from Arthur's banner.

-If there's any you want...

-No. Thank you.

Is that what I think it is?

Look, for the record, I had nothing to do with this.

Just tell me.

You have got to be kidding me!

I knew it! I knew it wasn't a psych thing!

-Blood supply to the small bowel's missing.

-Uh-huh.

-Apparently, it's coming from the IMA, not the SMA.

-Ah!

Dr Digby.

May I?

-Look, I know what you're going to say.

-You had a hunch.

Mm-hm.

Well, it's a good job you did.

-Gut claudication.

-Gut claudication.

So Ines can be fixed?

Mm.

Shift up.

I can't remember the last time I came in here.

Hid away from it all.

Huh! Yeah, because this room's only ever been used for hiding(!)

That code we used to have,

leaving little, er...toys, trinkets, food, whatever it was,

for the next person to find so they'd know who was to blame.

Which surgeon you were trying to avoid.

Who to look out for that day.

-I thought it was which doctor you fancied.

-Uh-huh!

I guess I owe you an apology.

I snapped.

No, you were right.

I was being selfish, but...

-What's this?

-Put your hand out.

My turn.

They're the real ones.

But...

Lee, um...

Well, Alison.

I don't quite know what she had to do in order to get them back, but...

Means to an end.

Anyway, what do I care?

I never thought I'd see these again.

-Thank you.

-You don't need to thank me, I didn't do anything.

-Yes, you did.

-No, I did not.

It explains why you were getting pain when you ate. The abscesses.

You think that was because of the operation?

Once we see inside, we'll be able to find out exactly what's caused it,

but, yes.

And you can fix this?

Mm-hm.

(Sorry.)

It's just, after all these years, that's hard to believe.

Ines, what you've been through is...

(Thank you.)

It's a complicated op, so if you want it, then you must...

Mm. I will beg, if I have to.

MORVEN CHUCKLES

Al mal paso darle prisa.

My mother used to say it to me.

During bad times, find a solution.

It's not entirely selfless, what I do.

Being able to affect a change in people,

it's a privileged position to be in.

One that only other doctors can understand, I guess.

I don't feel myself today, Dom.

I mean, I've never stopped to work out

who I am outside of this place, but you, you've had that life.

You've met my folks. Hm!

I envy you, Dom.

I envy your strength.

Your heart.

I envy what you've become.

-Yes, you're selfish.

-DOM LAUGHS

Maybe you had to be. You had to be to get where you wanted to go.

And I admire that, it takes courage.

Ah.

It's here that I need to be.

That's what I need to tell people!

Then you'll prepare the vein graft,

carefully tying off any tributaries. I'll show you how.

Then I'll anastomose the graft using 5/0 Prolene.

BUZZING

Morven? Morven!

Yeah. Let's do battle.

It was Ruth, someone once told her

that we're all walking each other home.

And it was bugging me what she meant.

HE COUGHS

And now I get it, and...and it makes so much sense.

She wasn't afraid, Morven, because there's a bigger picture.

Or, at least, there's a possibility of one

by the very existence of uncertainty.

And...and that's enough, whatever your beliefs. Erm...right!

So keep the scarf, but the Nerd Kingdom remains mine. I'm not going anywhere.

Excellent!

Ordinarily, I'd say stay off the tramadol, but, erm...

I like this new you.

Mm. Screw the heritage sites, life's for the living.

(Yeah.)

-Huh! Erm...sorry, darling. Yes, erm...

-HE COUGHS

Yeah, I've been spending all this time worrying about me

and what other people will think and what I'm leaving behind,

and...none of that's important.

It's you, it's you, Morven, that's important,

and...and this huge, weird, misfit of a family.

That's all that matters, so, erm...

Yeah, give me a call when you get this. Erm...

We have a life to start.

There's a thought that everyone has their own internal age.

And it could be when you're a child, maybe,

or as a 20-something, or old age.

And...and...and I've always scoffed at, erm...those sorts of things.

Mindfulness, spirituality,

superstition, whatever it falls under.

But this...this feeling, I-I...

I can't describe it. It's, erm...

It's not like anything I've felt before.

A revelation!

Take a seat.

I've spent all my life worrying.

About everything and anything.

And here I am with what they call suffering, the worst type of luck.

Except...it isn't.

It's something that I thought couldn't be beaten.

But it can.

And I have!

Huh!

I'm more free than I've ever been.

Because for the first time, I know what I want to do.

And I can do what I want to do.

We both can.

Me and Morven. I'm ready!

ARTHUR BREATHES HARD

Because...for the first...time...

..I don't have to worry about anything.

Who else can say that?

Ah!

How many people find themselves in a position where they...

ARTHUR WINCES

..where they have nothing else weighing them down?

Where they have...

Arthur?

ARTHUR BREATHES HARD

I'm ready to...

ARTHUR VOMITS

Arthur!

ARTHUR WHIMPERS

ARTHUR HYPERVENTILATES

(It's all right.)

Hanssen here. I need the crash team immediately, please.

Can you hear me, Arthur?

ARTHUR WHIMPERS

(You're doing so well.)

(It's all going to be fine.)

(I promise.)

'(I promise.)'

MACHINES BEEP

LAUGHTER

So...you found a way to beat her.

-To become her.

-(Shut up!)

-The fox really is unscrupulous.

-(Stop it, please.)

So you're letting them do the post-op, too?

Free labour. You have your own work to get on with.

Try...and leave me with nothing.

But I'm not intimidated by you...

..and I will NOT be bullied.

I worked my arse off for you.

Gave up...everything

to be a part of something extraordinary.

And when I finally got there...

..you changed the game.

It was never a game.

You turned it into something else.

What happened?

What made you so cold?

(How can you accept being like that?)

How can you accept being so alone?

Finished?

"They watched her as they watched everyone.

"Always hoping the living could learn to put away rage and sorrow,

"bitterness and regret."

You, too?

Nah, Desperate Housewives.

SHE CHUCKLES

When you think about the future,

you think about all those things that you can do to make you happier.

But when you think about what has shaped you,

what has made you the person that you are today,

you need to remember how lucky you are

that all that has happened has led to this.

Dom? It's Arthur.

MACHINES BEEP

FOOTSTEPS

What are you doing?

You taught me to do it like this. Remember?

-Did I?

-Never make the first fold further than the pocket.

You should put these on.

But I'm not done here.

So why are you going?

I don't know.

I can't find my way.

You will.

-Will you show me?

-We can't, Arthur.

-Where's Morven?

-RAPID BEEPING

RIC GRIFFIN: Sacha, I need some help here!

My feet are wet.

Stop separating everything out.

You can still have courage and be afraid.

But you don't have to do it alone.

MACHINES BEEP

But I'm lost.

Come on, Arthur!

MACHINES BEEP

Ric?

I've tried, Sacha.

It's everywhere.

MACHINES BEEP

-Feel alive?

-Feel alive!

And so you should.

-MORVEN CHUCKLES

-You changed that woman's life.

Oh, yeah, and, erm...about the whole leaving thing.

I may have been a little bit rash.

So, no trip?

Does it sound silly in saying

I think we'd just be thinking what we're missing here?

Er...yes, I'd say it sounds ludicrous.

Mind you, the number of times I've thought about packing it all in.

I suppose it's just one of those phases that we all go through.

Doesn't take much to find a tipping point. Hm!

My ex, practically the only thing he was ever any good at

was talking me down from the metaphorical ledge.

SOMBRE INSTRUMENTAL

I'm here now.

I'm here.

MACHINES BEEP

INSTRUMENTAL CONTINUES

It's all right, Arthur.

I'm here now.

Morven?

They said it would be good to put some music on.

-This was already on there.

-Thank you.

I don't know what it is you think you're doing.

You're supposed to be telling me which flats we can't afford to rent.

Who's going to stop me painting the kitchen that horrible rust colour I like now?

We were right about Ms Marias.

We fixed her.

Uh-huh! DOOR OPENS

And that feeling was so good, Arthur. It was so good!

Because it reminded me of you.

I don't know if it sunk in just how much you mean to so many people.

If you...really knew.

But you gave a bit of yourself to all of us, Arthur Digby.

So many people, Arthur.

And I know...

..you kept a small bit of you back, just for me.

So, thank you.

Because I'll never forget that.

I love you more than you can imagine.

More than I ever thought possible.

'And I only hope you know

'that I tried to give you just as much as you gave to me.

'More.'

SHE QUIETLY SOBS

SHE SNIFFS

SHE BREATHES DEEPLY

MACHINES BEEP

SHE SOBS

Don't be scared.

SHE EXHALES

I know.

BEEPING SLOWS

I'll walk you home, Arthur.

BEEPING SLOWS

RAPID BEEPING

FLATLINE BEEP

SHE SOBS

FLATLINE BEEP

SHE SNIFFS