Beneath the Cover Holby City

I've split up with my husband.

-I love you.

-You too. It's part of the job, Cara.

Is that like getting her pregnant was part of the job?

This baby's not mine.

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

He'll kill her.

If the price of a Consultant's badge

is sucking up to some flash idiot, then you can keep your damn job.

We will not be offering you the consultant post.

However, integrity and commitment to patients

are qualities that do not go unnoticed, Mr Levy.

I want the keyhole thing.

I'm sorry. I'm just not comfortable proceeding with that option.

I could tell you were a decent bloke.

I should have trusted that.

This is not the end.

We're going to being you back, and we're going to fix this. Together.

I love winter vomiting season...

Been in less than an hour, and I've already had three cases of D and V.

Right, I'll trade you.

I've got a naked hedge jumper in one.

Here, why do I get the feeling it's going to be one of those days?

Well, we've got a quiz at St James' tonight, if you fancy?

I can't, sorry. Thanks.

Oh, come on, we need a pop culture expert.

Arthur thought that Dr Dre worked in oncology last week.

Sorry, I've got plans.

Ah, the old man's back from the rigs, is he?

No. It'll be a long time before he's back.

I've just got a lot on, you know?

Well, let's hope we don't get any more rap questions, then.

Aiight fam, feelin' it. Aiight.

Cara, how would you like to escape this madness for a few hours later?

There's a last-minute place on the patient care course.

Oh, I've done courses like that before.

Not one with such a distinguished keynote speaker.

Me.

Need some help out here.

How are you doing?

Nicole!

What are you doing here?

Looking for you.

Right, OK, let's just get her on to the ward, shall we?

-Nice and easy.

-You got that?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold the lift, hold the lift, hold the lift.

-Good morning.

-Morning.

You're looking very positive this morning, Mr Levy.

Well, there's nothing like a blast of rock on the radio

in the morning to set you up for the day.

I need to start driving myself in.

You'll make consultant in no time with an attitude like that.

I still think it was a mistake that they didn't give you the job.

You're more than qualified,

even if the interview was an unmitigated disaster.

We're not mentioning the I word any more, Dom.

I don't think that speaking your mind is a complete disaster.

I mean, I may not have got the role, but I've still got my self-respect.

Well, that rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody in the car says otherwise.

Excuse me!

See, that's what's good about you. You've got the common touch.

It's all very well having renowned consultants like Mr Self

and Mr Hanssen, but they're not approachable.

Thank you, Dom.

See, that's a compliment. I think.

Actually, I was wondering

if I could assist you on your bile duct inspection this morning.

You could do, but we've rescheduled

and we've brought Mr Cannon back in instead.

And Jesse's already asked if he can assist.

Mr Levy. Look, I know he needs all the help in general surgery

that he can get, but I also need to learn.

Well, you're very welcome to observe.

Mate! The Wi-Fi on my laptop's not working.

Do I look like Bill Gates?

It's tender here?

And you've had some heavy bleeding with clots?

I just figured it was normal after giving birth.

It's likely you have an infection in your womb, so we'll start you

on IV antibiotics, and get you transferred to maternity.

Can't you just treat me here, then send me home?

You will need to be seen by an obstetrician who will give you

a scan to see what's going on.

I can't stay. I've got a baby to take care of.

You must have someone else who can look after him?

I can't risk contacting anyone, in case my ex finds out where we are.

Well, there must be someone you can trust?

What about the baby's real dad?

Jed?

He's not interested.

Has he not been there for you?

He just left you on your own?

I'm sorry I...

I had no idea.

It's not your fault.

Excuse me.

Maybe we should treat her here.

Oh, no...

She came to me for help, Raf.

She's not your responsibility. Jed should be taking care of them.

Something must have happened.

-I can't believe that he'd just walk out on his own kid for no good reason.

-Can't you?

You can't get involved with this again.

Neither can you, Cara. These people are dangerous.

So what am I supposed to do? Just abandon Nicole?

Like everybody else?

No. You treat her like you would any other patient.

You do your job.

Thank you.

Morning.

Something I said?

I got smacked in the face last night.

How many times? It was an accident.

Hm, the jury's still out on that one.

Well, you shouldn't have got in my space, then, should you?

Well, I wouldn't have, had I known you were going to wipe me out.

-You two kick boxing now or... ?

-Salsa.

Yeah, I thought it might be a fun idea to get out there

and meet new men.

Didn't exactly go to plan, did it?

Well, it was going all right until Mo and the guy

she was dancing with decided that they would take out half the class.

He practically fell into my arms.

Next thing I know, I'm straddling him on the floor.

After one dance? You'll get yourself a reputation.

-Well, I think my dancing days are over.

-What?

I can't show my face again in there.

Em, it wasn't your face people got an eyeful of when you hit the deck.

Can we just...?

This was supposed to be about you having a fresh start.

Taking control, you know, asking the universe for all that you want.

I don't remember asking the universe if I could sit on a man.

Look, you can't change your life and expect there to be no disasters.

-Fine! But I'm wearing padding next time.

-Shall we?

Yeah, six, please.

Mr Levy, Mrs Parker, bed five, is due to be discharged today,

but I was wondering if I could run a few more tests.

On an appendicectomy we did days ago?

Yeah, well, I noticed something odd during the appendix surgery,

so I thought I'd look into the histology report.

Nice bit of light reading.

Well, we can't all spend our evenings waxing surfboards.

So is any of this relevant?

Yes.

So she has a 2cm endocrine tumour with a low MIB, 1%.

Whoa.

Whoa, indeed. So I think it's worth keeping her in.

OK, well, let's get her booked in for a CT Scan. Chest and abdomen.

Well spotted. Excellent.

Well, I just happened to be listening to a podcast

on abdominal tumours while I was in the gym,

just in case you asked me to assist on Mr Cannon's surgery, sir.

Wow.

Well, seeing as you've gone to all the trouble to do the research,

I think that Dr Law wouldn't mind observing on this occasion.

No, of course not.

Good. Excellent.

I just didn't think you and Lee saw eye to eye.

We didn't at the beginning of the week, but we're all good now.

Good morning, Lee. How's the plumbing?

Still blocked up, same as when you made that crack yesterday.

Well, you won't have to put up with my humour much longer,

because you have surgery today.

Dr Copeland will be prepping you and he's also assisting on the surgery.

And we've heard all about how well you two get on.

Yeah, that's right. Me and Dr Copeland, thick as thieves.

Good, good.

Well, then, I'll leave you in his very capable hands

and I'll see you in a bit, OK?

Come on.

Thank you.

No problem at all, pal.

Don't mind doing you a favour, so long as you look after me.

Of course, anything you need, just let me know.

Oh, there's plenty! For starters, you can fix the Wi-Fi, Bill.

-Maternity still haven't been?

-Nope.

Well, you know what, we can look after him,

if you want to get off to your course.

Who can resist little chubby chops like that anyway?

Well, that's actually an instinctive response.

We're hard wired to respond to their large eyes and round cheeks.

Very maternal.

There's even a theory they're genetically designed to look

more like their fathers at this age, so they appeal to both parents.

I wrote a research paper about it once.

I know all about infant attachment.

Then perhaps you can look after him, Dr Shreve.

Nurse Martinez has somewhere to be.

Have you tried turning it on and off?

Nice one, Einstein. I never thought of that.

OK, well, I don't know what you expect. It's the NHS.

We provide health care, not an online entertainment service.

You should, if you leave people stuck in here for weeks.

OK, look, here's my tablet.

Have a look on there, see if you can find anything you like.

Not sure I want to see your films.

Arthouse cinema?

What were you expecting, Judy Garland?

I was hoping for Die Hard.

I thought you might go for the strong, silent type.

I think you'll find I've got slightly more refined tastes.

Yeah, well, I haven't.

There may be some mindless action films in the patient lounge.

Now you're talking. Nip and get them for me, would you?

I've got actual medical procedures to be getting on with.

You've got to look after your favourite patient, though.

My favourite patient's in HDU. He's in a coma.

Guess I'll just have to tell Mr Levy

I'd rather have Mr Law on my case.

And can I get you anything else? Popcorn, hot dogs, ice cream?

I'd love a couple of mags if you're near the shops.

Cheers, mate.

Hot Wheels?

Don't even...

It's not your usual lunchtime reading.

They're for a patient.

Now, if you don't mind, I'm trying to write a card to my mother.

You're running errands for a patient?

I'm feeling charitable.

Mm.

Is he a good looking patient?

Hardly.

He's a Neanderthal.

Fletch! Fletch!

Fletch, we've got a code brown situation here.

I've got one of me own.

Obviously he needs changing, Dr Shreve.

Anyway, I thought the mother was being transferred to maternity.

No beds yet but I have managed to nick us a cot.

Right, well, perhaps you could try and contact the father.

We're not running a creche.

Have we got his contact details?

Well, I don't know. Look it up on the computer.

Mo, your bypass is prepped in bay two.

The results of Mrs Khan's ECG.

And there's someone here to see you.

What are you doing?!

That's the guy I squashed at salsa.

-Well, you clearly made an impression.

-Get rid of him.

I thought the whole point of going there was to meet someone.

Mo! Look who's here.

This is a nice surprise! We didn't expect to see you again so soon.

Yeah, usually when I throw myself at a man,

I don't see him again for dust.

Oh, look at your eye!

It was totally my fault.

I've just come to say sorry, make sure you're OK.

They're lovely, but I'm fine.

I'm not even sure what happened - one minute, I had you in my arms,

the next we're on the deck.

Must have gone week at the knees.

I thought the least I could do was bring you these,

maybe take you out to lunch to apologise.

Thanks, but I've got surgery planned any minute now.

Um, actually, Mr Valentine's running behind in theatre one.

Yes, he's had to open a minimally invasive mitral repair.

You won't be able to get in there for at least another hour.

Well, I don't have enough time for lunch.

But plenty of time for a coffee, though.

Coffee would be great.

Thanks.

Sacha's looking for you.

He wants to know if you've arranged Mrs Parker's CT?

Well, I would've done,

but I've been running round after his highness over there, so...

He's got you buying stuff?

He's got me waiting on him hand and foot.

Aw, well, I feel sorry for him, really.

You know he's not had a single visitor since he got here.

Yeah, wonder why.

You owe me 8.99.

Oh, no, no problem, mate, I'll just run down to the cash machine.

Didn't know you cared.

Happy birthday, Mum. All my love, Dazzle.

That's private.

Anyway, I've got other patients to be dealing with now,

so I shan't be waiting on you any more.

One more thing.

Who's Dazzle?

Ooh, I thought you were on your course?

We're on a break.

Just need to check on something.

Excuse me? I got a call about Nicole Brady?

I'm her husband.

Yeah, um... Give me a minute.

Oh, Cara? Will you take this man to see his wife?

Uh, yes. Nicole Brady, right?

She's just been transferred to maternity.

Uh, I didn't think they'd moved her yet.

-They said they didn't have enough beds.

-They found one.

Funny how she goes missing every time she sets foot in this place.

She's not missing, she's in maternity.

Just through reception, at the other end of the corridor.

Thanks for your help.

You called her husband?!

Why would you do that?

To look after the baby.

You were supposed to be doing that!

Nicole! Nicole, you've to wake up!

Sean is here.

I've got rid of him for now, but we have to move you

and the baby before he gets back.

Ooh!

Hello.

I just came in to check on Mr Kelly.

Make sure there's no difference in his GCS.

Uh, that's exactly what I was doing.

Anything new?

No.

Well, there's no point in us both being here, I suppose.

Well, I'd sooner talk to Mr Kelly

than I would some of the other patients on the ward.

I know. He's a good listener, isn't he?

Not that I come here often.

No, no, me neither.

It's just nice to get some peace and quiet, I suppose, isn't it?

Get away from sympathetic colleagues who keep saying to me,

"You'll make consultant one day."

Thing is, I'm genuinely not bothered.

What upsets me is everyone keeps offering me tea and sympathy,

expecting me to be upset.

Well, I must get on.

I need to go and check on Lee Cannon again,

so I shall leave you to look after Mr Kelly.

Didn't you just check him?

Oh, ages ago,

but I could've sworn there was a bit of an eye flicker earlier.

-Really?

-Yeah.

Well, I better keep an eye on him, then, just to make sure. Yeah.

You can also help me with 15 down.

15 down?

Senior medical member of staff.

Consultant.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Is there a shortage of porters that I don't know about?

Where are you going?

Maternity. She's waited long enough.

Well, great. But let's get you a porter to help.

No, no, no. Fletch, it's fine.

What's going on?

Raf, did you authorise moving this patient?

I came down on a break and I found that her husband was here.

Well, that's no reason to move an unstable patient, is it?

Look, her pulse is racing and it's weak.

Nicole? Nicole, it's Mr Di Lucca. How are you feeling?

She's either septic or bleeding.

She's haemorrhaging.

Right, we need a unit of IV fluid and two units of cross match, please.

I'll get someone to clean that blood up.

Go take care of my wife.

I'll look after my son.

It's your friend again.

I might kill him.

Do you want me to go?

No, I'll go.

Calm, calm down.

Right, breathe. Breathe. Relax. Essie!

Breathe.

Deep breaths.

Deep breaths. Just relax.

Nicole? Nicole, can you hear me?

Her breathing's rapid, systolic 80, pulse 120, she's in shock.

Push those bloods.

Obstetrics consultant's on his way down.

They'll need to get her into theatre straight away,

-see if they can find what's causing this bleeding.

-Why'd you move her?

I didn't know she was haemorrhaging, I was trying to protect her.

From what?

She's left the husband.

So you risked the patient's life over a domestic?

She probably would have started bleeding no matter where she was.

Let's concentrate on stabilising her. We can place the blame later.

-She's tachycardic.

-Push another unit of saline.

Her BP's coming up.

Right, we need to take her straight into theatre. Sides up please.

Raf, Raf.

If anything happens to Nicole,

Sean's going to be left with the baby.

Right, well, call Jed, get him to sort it.

Let's go. All right?

Yeah.

I'm a bag of nerves. I don't know how you keep

so cool on these singles nights.

Did you not see me go A over T?

Yeah, but you did it with style.

I'd give you ten out ten for your dismount.

It's been a while since I've been out there as well.

You just split with someone too?

No, just busy with my career,

and then I was looking after my friend's kid.

It's not easy to get out when you've got a three-year-old at home.

They're lovely at that age.

Do you have any kids?

My ex wasn't keen on the idea, one of the many reasons for the split.

God, I'm talking about my ex now! Shut up, Jake.

See, I told you I was bad at dating.

This isn't a date.

But maybe we could go for dinner. Next week after salsa?

I'd like that.

OK.

Oh, you all right?

Mm-hm.

Exactly how many times have you fallen over recently?

Well, your blood pressure is normal...

Oxygen levels back to normal too.

I'll just take this off for you.

What happened? Why was I fighting for breath?

You were probably just having a panic attack before the surgery.

Your chest CT and the blood tests are all clear.

There was nothing there at all?

It was probably just anxiety about the cancer.

Look, Lee, you'd be incredibly unlucky

if it had spread that quickly.

Luck's not exactly been on my side recently.

I'm starting to think my karma ain't great.

If it was down to karma, we'd all be screwed.

You don't know how wrong I've got things in the past.

I saw that T-shirt and sweatpant combo you arrived in.

I just keep thinking, if I get through this one operation,

it'll be over.

I can't see the end any more.

You are going to get through it,

and you're going to see the back of us in a few days.

-If something goes wrong again, I just...

-It won't.

I will be there in surgery, and you're going to be fine.

I promise.

Ready to go?

Let's get you ready for surgery.

And when you come out...

Die Hard 2.

Guys, guys? Bed one, OK?

Thank you.

So, how'd, erm, coffee go?

Not the way I imagined.

But you do like him, though, right?

And you are going to see him again?

Definitely.

Oh, great, when?

Pretty soon, I'd say.

Is all this necessary?

Well, I hope not, but we don't want you collapsing again.

So just relax, we'll run the trace for 20 minutes,

and then we'll rule anything out, OK?

What happened? Did you attack him again?

No, he had a dizzy spell over coffee.

He's breathless and sweating.

Is it his heart?

That or I'm too much for him to handle.

It's definitely his heart, then.

Clamp, please. Thank you.

200 quid?

That was just the call out fee!

By the time they realised, he'd actually

shoved his Aqua Man down the toilet, it was more like a thousand.

-Shut up.

-Clamp. No, serious.

We are in the wrong job, man.

Can't be all fun and games being self-employed...

Scalpel, please. Thank you.

Especially when you're laid up for months on end.

OK, good. Removing the tumour.

Well, hopefully after this,

we can reacquaint Mr Cannon with his plunger.

Right, Dr Copeland, would you like to do the honours?

Would you like to staple the bowel?

Sure.

OK, careful, careful. There's too much tension.

It'll affect the blood supply.

You haven't got a lot of length to work with.

Do you think we could mobilise the splenic flexure?

No, no.

Well, we could do, but it'll affect the blood supply, so...

Get this wrong again and he'll have a serious case for malpractice.

I was just saying.

I think he'd want us to try.

Well, then, let's go for it, Dr Copeland.

Jed, it's me, again.

I really need you to get down here, so please just...

Call me.

Hello?

Anyone here?

Sorry, I didn't mean to alarm you,

I was looking for a place to change him.

You should have said.

There's a changing room just past reception.

Ah, not exactly sure what I'm doing here. It's my first time in charge.

I never did manage to track her down.

Did she say where she'd been at all?

Why would she tell me anything like that?

You always seem to be around whenever she's been in, so...

I work here.

So she didn't say where she's been staying or what she'd been up to?

Even if she had, I can't disclose confidential information.

So you're going to have to wait until she's out of surgery.

Although if you're struggling,

I'm sure paediatrics would be more than happy to take Tom.

Now, I've got my little lad back,

I'm not letting him go for anyone.

I came as soon as I could.

Is everything OK?

It's hard to say, mate.

She's still in surgery.

Yeah, yeah, the lads said they brought Nicole back again.

Thought I'd see if I could help.

Apparently, there's nothing anyone can do right now.

Unless you know anything about babies?

Excuse me.

Considering you nearly fatally injured him mid-salsa,

he still seems pretty keen..

Just stop, Adele.

Could you take a look at Mr Bailey's results, please?

There's a good blood supply.

Excellent. We can close him up now.

Right, retractors.

Retractors.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hang on.

What is it?

Is that...

Is that something on the abdominal wall?

I'm not sure.

Possibly intraperitoneal seeding?

Secondaries?

We'd need to get a biopsy to know for certain.

Well, we should just remove the tissue?

Well, we can't keep him on the table for much longer, his BP's dropping.

Yeah, but if they are secondaries, then we need to get them out,

otherwise he's going to be in big trouble.

If it is secondaries, he's going to be in trouble no matter what we do.

OK, all right, all right. We don't know what's going on yet.

So let's just take a breath, do a biopsy and then we can close him up.

Dr Copeland? The biopsy?

Dr Copeland?

Dom?

Um, do you mind if I step in?

I haven't done a biopsy since my F1 days.

Sure.

Right. Uh, scissors and forceps, please.

Thank you.

A, R... what?

ARVC.

It's a condition that affects the heart muscle,

which explains why you've been feeling light-headed and breathless.

Does anyone in your family have a history of heart problems at all?

Not that my mum told me.

My dad died a few months after I was born.

From a cardiac arrest?

Doesn't make any sense,

I've only been feeling like this for a few weeks.

That's the way it works with ARVC.

There's a concealed phase, but then you get overt symptoms.

It's serious?

I'm afraid so, yeah.

But, now we know about it, we can control the symptoms with medicine

and discuss your surgical options.

This can't be happening. I only came in here to ask you out.

Don't worry, I like my men at my feet, panting.

Let's get this under control

and then I might just hold you to that dinner.

You should contact your siblings, tell them to get tested,

they may have inherited it too.

What about, erm, my kids?

You what?

You said you and your ex didn't have any kids.

No, we don't, but...

I've got a son and daughter to my ex before that.

Two kids?

And then, there's the twins who live in Spain with their mum.

Twins?

And my eldest, Jamie, who I haven't seen for years.

Hang on! Exactly how many kids have you got?

Any news on Nicole?

I'm afraid the Obstetrician is still working on her.

Could be a while yet.

Why don't we leave them to it? Go grab a pint?

Get some food?

We'll call you if anything changes.

No, I'm staying until Nicole's out of surgery.

Maybe I should have a word with her?

See if she's got any information about where Nicole's been.

No, she wouldn't tell me anything.

She might tell me.

Maybe I can charm it out of her.

Then I guess I'm lucky you turned up.

Seven? Seven kids?

Yeah, that he knows of.

And he doesn't see any of them?

All that chat about him being nervous around women,

when really he's a sperminator.

I'm sorry, he just really doesn't seem the type.

Well, you never can tell.

-I still think he's worth a date.

-Call it practice.

I think I'll stick to practising medicine, thanks.

ALARM BLARES

OK, thanks, Rochelle.

He's gone into V/F.

Charging to 100.

DEVICE POWERS UP

Shocking.

Clear!

Charging to 150.

Shocking.

Clear!

ALARM BLARING

Charging again at 150.

-You abandoned them.

-You don't understand.

I'm in a difficult situation.

How could you put your own son in danger?

I didn't know he was in danger.

You didn't even bother to check.

Look, we are so close to an arrest.

I couldn't just walk away.

Yes, you could!

You could stop this at any point.

If your bosses knew you'd lost it, they'd pull you out.

The whole case would fall apart.

The case?! How can you still be thinking about your case?!

If I don't, Tom and Nicole will never be safe.

All this work is for nothing. Don't you get it?

I'm trying to do what is right.

No, you're not. Your son is down there with a murderer.

HE SIGHS

This is not who I am.

Look, I'll do whatever it takes to make it right.

I'll sort it with Tom and Nicole, go to my bosses, tell them everything.

I want out.

I know you don't believe me, I've not given you much reason to.

Please just trust me.

-I can't get involved.

-You don't have to.

I'll sort Sean out.

I just need you to get Tom and Nicole to another hospital,

make sure they're safe.

Please, just trust me.

BEEPING

How is she?

The obstetrician operated and found some retained placenta tissue

which was causing the infection.

They managed to remove it and to stop the bleed.

So she's going to be all right?

She's groggy from the anaesthetic and has lost a lot of blood,

but she should be fine, yes.

Maybe we should leave them to it, let her get some rest.

I won't disturb her, but I need to be there when she comes round.

I don't know what happened in there.

Well, it can happen.

What makes it harder to understand is that you made a promise to a patient.

Did you actually tell him that everything was going to be all right?

It's a basic mistake.

It's the first thing they teach you in ethics.

How many patients have you treated over the years?

So why do it now?

He was anxious, I just wanted to reassure him.

Yeah, but if it's false reassurance,

then he's going to be wary of trusting you ever again.

And Jesse's actually right, he has a very big cause for complaint,

at this point.

Sorry.

Is that what this is about?

That you're so busy competing with Jesse for the big surgeries,

that you've actually forgotten there's a patient

at the heart of this?

I thought the point of calling Jed was so that he would deal with this.

He's doing everything he can.

Which is what exactly? Looks to me like he's just stood there.

We should call security and have them both thrown out.

No, look, he promised to deal with it.

How can you think of trusting him after everything he's done?

Please, Raf, just give him a chance.

Where have you been?

And what you been getting yourself into?

I've been looking for you for weeks,

then I get a phone call from the hospital to say you'd collapsed.

They shouldn't have called. I don't want you here.

I think maybe you should leave your wife to rest now, Mr Brady.

Not until you tell me where you've been and who you've been with.

We need to change your dressing.

Yeah, come on, mate. Let's leave them to it.

You couldn't even make a bed on your own until a few weeks back.

Expect me to believe you've been bringing him up alone?

I'm afraid we're going to have to insist.

You're telling me you've not had help from anyone?

What about the baby's real dad?

He just walked out on his own kid?

Not now, eh? Come on.

Let's get a coffee, we can come back later.

Yeah.

I, eh...

wouldn't want to upset your new girlfriend.

I'm not his girlfriend.

I don't blame you. It's a mistake getting involved with someone.

You only end up getting hurt.

Your heart went into a more severe arrhythmia,

but we managed to shock it back to normal.

You'll need surgery to fit an implantable defibrillator.

You want to put something inside me, at least buy me dinner first.

It's your best possible option to avoid any future arrests.

Can you wait? Least until my eldest lad gets here.

You got in touch?

All right, I'm sorry.

But mention seven kids on a first date,

women tend to run for the hills.

Funny, that.

Have you told all your children to go for testing?

The eldest know. I don't really get on with the twins' mum,

and I'm not sure where the others are.

Better start looking.

We should modify his ICD to shock him

every time he takes his pants off.

How did it go? Did you get it all?

We managed to remove all of the tumour and reattached the bowel.

The good news is we didn't have to perform a colostomy.

But while we were operating, Lee,

we did find a growth on your abdominal wall.

What do you mean a growth?

We don't know yet, but we have done a biopsy.

I knew it. It has spread?

You told me it hadn't.

You promised me this would be the last thing I had to go through.

And I was wrong to do that.

Like you were wrong to do the SILS operation.

That wasn't Dr Copeland's fault.

I understand you being upset, but at this point,

we don't know anything until we get the results back.

I can't promise you that you will be OK,

but I can promise you that, whatever the outcome,

we will do absolutely everything that we can for you.

Either you're Jed's girlfriend or you're not.

Of course I'm not. He's got the wrong end of the stick.

Look, Jed's going to sort this out, he wants to make it up to you.

We're going to transfer you to another hospital,

-and he'll make sure you're safe.

-How?

I don't know the details,

but he said to trust him, one last time.

Hey.

How did he take it?

Oh, he's ecstatic. He's ordering the champagne as we speak.

Hey, man, don't beat yourself up.

I'm not.

We've all been there, OK?

You know, telling patients things they want to hear,

making promises we shouldn't have.

Yeah, well, I wouldn't have had to,

if we didn't mess up all his previous operations.

It's not as though it's your fault there were secondaries, is it?

I know.

We have all made mistakes,

especially if we get to know and like a patient.

I didn't say I liked him.

HE SIGHS

Feeding in the guide wire.

I hear the ex suggested we snip a few other tubes while we're in here.

She hadn't heard a word from him since he left her with the twins.

Charming. That could've been you.

Wouldn't waste my precious time.

Why are you in such a rush to find someone?

Um, we need to do an X-ray. I want to see his heart.

You'll probably need a magnifying glass.

Anyone without a lead apron needs to leave now.

Seriously, though, why are you in such a rush?

My clock's ticking, Selfie Junior.

I don't have time to hang around for Mr Right.

Nonsense, you're in your prime. Why do you even need a Mr Right?

Although my consultant's just in, so I can ask him

if we can bump somebody and I'll get back to you, OK?

Can we do an urgent laparotomy?

No, not unless it's an emergency, and it's...it's "acting consultant."

-Does it matter?

-Yes.

I don't want people thinking I'm some sort of sad case

clinging to a job I couldn't get.

Well, no-one thinks that. It's only you that's bothered about this.

I'm not bothered.

Right, so that's why we've all had to endure your iPod

being on full blast for the last few days.

I like my tunes loud, you know.

You don't have to pretend to be Ian Dury,

you are a brilliant surgeon and, look,

if the people on the panel can't see that, then that's their loss.

It's just people keep looking at me like I'm some sort of sad loser

everyone feels sorry for. I don't want their pity.

I made my choice, you know, I can live with it.

Right, so what does it matter what anyone else thinks?

I, for one, am very proud of you.

Despite your taste in music.

I would rather cut off both my ears than listen to another Damned album.

In that case, I better rethink the old Christmas presents, then.

-Get out.

-HE CHUCKLES

She wouldn't give me Nicole's address,

she kept banging on about patient confidentiality.

You must be losing your touch, mate.

Unless you've got someone else on the go apart from the nurse?

There is that barmaid down The Swan.

I just need to make a call. Mine's white and two sugars.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Not now, mate.

I'm not your mate.

Cara has put her career on the line for you.

You need to sort this.

You need to stay out of my face.

Call security.

Ah, Nurse Martinez. Enjoy the course today?

Yes, um, your speech was really inspiring.

Must have been to have reached someone who wasn't even in the room.

I was looking for you everywhere,

the course leader said you'd vanished halfway through the day.

I came down on a break, I got caught up with a patient.

That's exactly the kind of behaviour you'd have been taught to avoid,

if you'd stayed on the course. Are you listening to me?

Excuse me.

Jed just texted, Sean's on his way back. We've got...

Why would Jed tell you that?

Well, he's worried about you.

Doesn't want you to do anything stupid.

Always looking out for me, isn't he?

Jed! The baby.

Come on, Sean.

Take the boy.

Come on.

JED GROANS IN PAIN

No!

THEY GRUNT

Stop it!

THEY GRUNT

We're going to need a trolley here!

Mr Brady? Mr Brady, can you hear me?

He's unresponsive.

Right, stand back, Cara.

-OK, he's coming round, come on.

-Yeah, let's get him out of here.

Right, what happened in here, then?

I hit him.

And who exactly are you?

The detective in charge of the case.

What case? What's going on?

Is there anyone you'd like me to call?

There must be some friends or family that you want to get in touch with?

No-one I'd want to see me like this.

I'm sure, if your family knew the seriousness of the situation,

they'd want to see you.

They already know.

I'm sorry.

Not your fault, Dazzle.

I bet your family would be here if you were in my position.

I'm not sure I'd want them here.

My father doesn't exactly approve of my life choices.

And my mum, bless her, she's been squirreling away

money for years, building up to leaving him, but...she never will.

Who needs them?

Anyway, sorry.

It's good to talk about something else other than my bowels for once.

HE CHUCKLES

Thanks.

For today. Despite everything, I'm...

I'm glad you were there.

It's all part of the service.

I see relations have improved between you two.

Don't. He's straight.

How do you know?

I have very finely tuned gaydar.

Right, well, the last time somebody looked at me

the way he has just looked at you, I ended up moving in with him.

Me and the chavvy plumber? Please.

Take it easy there, mate.

Your scans are clear and it seems there's no serious damage done.

Yeah, I wouldn't rush to get up.

The old bill over there want to have a word with you.

Is he going to be all right?

He's lucky that Jed didn't kill him.

Well, it was self-defence.

So what? He's the big hero now?

Doesn't matter what's he's done, as long as he's got his man.

You know this has really messed him up.

And what about what he's done to you?

-Why are you making excuses for him?

-I'm not.

I know it's not easy. You can't just stop loving someone...

I don't love him.

Not any more.

I hope so.

Surgery went well.

You should be up and out in a day or so.

I really appreciate everything you've done for me.

Hey, if you ever did want to get that dinner...

Save your cash, Von Trapp.

Hey, you can't let one rat put you off.

Ah, I think my salsa days are over.

Not really sure this was ever about a man anyway.

-Yeah, but you still got to get out there.

-Why?

I know what you're trying to do, Adele, and I appreciate it,

but having William has made me

realise that there was something missing in my life.

Em... I'm sorry, I don't follow.

With William, it was sleepless nights, and food up the wall,

and tantrums before bedtime and do you want to know something?

I enjoyed every minute.

Yeah, OK, but he's not your son.

Yeah, I know. I do.

But it's just made me think, if that's what I want,

why don't I have it?

On your own?

Why not? I always have Auntie Adele.

Are you sure about this?

I think so.

-Well done. Good luck.

-Cheers, boss.

Cara?

Cara...

I know it's going to take time, but I meant exactly what I said.

I'll do whatever it takes to make it up to you, Cara.

I've screwed up.

Sean's in custody now.

I told him I hit him. So it's over.

Until next time.

I swear I'll never put you through anything like this again.

Have you even told your bosses what you've done?

-I will.

-When?

You said you'd do it after the case was finished.

There's still the court case.

Yeah, and then the appeal.

-Then another excuse.

-Look, there's years of work gone into this,

a lot of sacrifices by a lot of people.

Look what's happened to us.

What?

What happened to us wasn't down to the job,

that was down to you.

I'll do it.

I just need to figure out how.

You can't stop lying, can you?

You say you want to fix it

and then, in the next breath, you twist things again.

You don't know what you're asking me to do.

I could end up losing my job,

I could end up being arrested for this myself.

The truth is going to come out sooner or later.

How long do you think Nicole's going to keep quiet for?

Look, if you truly want to do this, go to your bosses now.

Tell them the truth.

Well, you need to decide what matters more.

Your job or doing right by your son?

By me?

If I do, do we still have a chance?

Do this first...

then we'll talk.

HE SIGHS

He's checking him out.

-Hey.

-Hey.

-Usual please, my man.

-Um, can I get that? Put it on my tab.

It's the least I can do after you saved my butt in surgery today.

I was just trying to help, OK?

Yeah, well, I should never have had you bumped.

Look, mate, I get it.

I didn't do the foundation training with you,

and now you think I'm going to just walk in

and take all the juicy cases?

Pretty much.

I'm here to learn, same as you.

I just didn't think you wanted in on the bowel surgery.

-I thought you couldn't stand the patient.

-I can't.

What do you want?

Someone's got their pulling pants on.

Subtlety, Nurse Harrison.

He's your type - trendy, sophisticated...

And, more than likely, dull.

Are you looking for something more interesting these days?

Look, you might be happy swanning off to suburbia

in your family saloon,

listening to Dad rock, but not everyone wants that.

Dom, are you staying for another?

No. I'm taking myself and my pulling pants home.

Alone.

I'll see you all tomorrow.

That's why you were mad at me for calling him here.

-How did you know he was dangerous?

-Uh...

-Don't you have some patients to take care of, Dr Shreve?

-Yeah.

I appreciate you looking out for me, but you don't have to any more.

Mr Di Lucca, are you ready for the paperwork?

The board will have a tonne of questions about this mess.

Course.

Raf. Tell her what you need to.

I can handle it.

I wanted to tell you the truth about Jed from the start.

You don't know how many times I nearly did.

All that time? You knew he was police and you never said?

Was Sean right? Are you two together?

We're separated.

I told him it was over when I found out about you and Tom.

Still lying for him, though.

I know he's made mistakes...

Do you know what he was doing all that time he was working for Sean?

What he had to.

And what do you think that is?

He was Sean's right-hand man. Do you know what that means?

I've seen him beat a guy half to death.

Drugs, violence, you can't begin to imagine.

I've watched it all.

Well, he had to, to survive.

He had an affair with me for months.

I can tell you he definitely wanted to do that.

You keep telling yourself he had to.

To survive.

Cara?

So when all this is cleared up...

Cara?

Cara? Cara!

You look like you could use a drink.

I'm not sure I'd be welcome now that everyone knows.

They don't know.

I figured there was no need to tell them.

It's been one of those days, huh?

Aw, come here.

SHE SOBS

Yeah, one of those days.

So...

how's your day been?

What have you been doing? How have you been feeling?

Better actually.

I had this great doctor looking after me today.

What was his name again?

That's right, that's right, Mr Law.

There was this one doctor, bit full of himself, if you ask me.

Kept...kept changing his name.

Yeah, but I bet he was hot, though, wasn't he?

Yippee, ki-yay.