The Price We Pay Holby City

-You don't want people to find out?

-There's nothing to find out.

When did this place become such a playground?

Gossiping and whispering, and who kissed who at Albie's.

The obstetrician said nothing about twins.

How many weeks pregnant are you? 11? 12?

Ten.

It's a shock, that's all. I'm really going to be a dad?

I think about it too...Elinor.

If I should have said something about the stuff she was on.

You wanted me to teach, I'm teaching Dr Burrows a lesson.

If I mentor you, you have to be in 100%.

I will be.

Er... Well, I know life will never be the same again

and I wouldn't want it to be.

I look around and... the light's changed.

Everything's just that little bit quieter...duller.

I'm...

I'm glad I've come for counselling at last, but I'm not in denial.

I'm not burying myself in work

and I'm now not numbing my feelings with alcohol.

In fact, I'm teaching.

So, yeah, sorry.

In answer to your question, I'm coping fine, thank you.

Great to have a few days away.

It was a conference. We were working.

I don't remember working.

Well, there were some excellent presentations.

It's not my fault you slept through them.

Too many late nights.

-No stamina, that's your problem.

-I didn't hear you complaining.

That's because you were snoring.

What do you want to do tonight?

I can't tonight, I have Emma.

-Maybe the three of us could do something then.

-No, no.

That's not happening. Look, we spent a few days together.

That doesn't mean we're suddenly joined at the hip.

What a woman.

Manny King, 23, male, industrial accident.

Head, thoracic and a spiral fracture tibia. Haemodynamically unstable.

Pulse 100. BP 90/70

and respiratory rate 38.

Saturating at 98% on oxygen.

Who wants it?

Morven?

-Sure.

-OK.

Airway is clear.

-Auscultating the left chest.

-Good air entry on the left.

Auscultating the right...

No audible air entry on the right.

BEEP BP falling. He's 60 systolic.

Pulse now at 140.

It's deviating towards the left.

OK, we have a tension pneumothorax.

OK, can I have a large bore cannula, please?

OK, feeling down the trachea.

HISS OF AIR I can hear an audible hiss of air.

Permanent fix?

Temporary. Next step, chest drain.

Very good.

Care to take over?

A couple of weeks ago I didn't know I could be a dad.

Now I've got twins on the way.

Your kids are like buses, sunshine.

Yeah, I'm looking forward to it but I just want to do it right,

-that's all.

-I'm sure you'll be fine, and obviously,

any tips on fatherhood, you know where to come.

Strange but I feel oddly familiar with the issues involved,

can't think why.

You'll be a great dad. You already are, mate.

Airway patent, breathing 36 per minute,

-saturation 94% on oxygen.

-So?

So that's good.

His pulse was 140. It's now 150. How is that good, exactly?

Listening to the left chest...

Normal. What else? What next? Come on, come on...

-Right chest.

-Muffled.

-Muffled?

It means indistinct.

I know what it means.

Pulse rising. His BP is now 50 systolic.

You're hesitating, which is an issue.

In the meantime his ECG strip is showing an arrhythmia.

-You're going to lose him if you don't do something.

-I know, I know.

-I'm just not sure...

-Don't be blinded by detail.

See the bigger picture. Perhaps you might consider opening the chest.

I could clamp the chest drain?

Is that going to help? Bigger picture! Come on, Dr Burrows.

You should be on top of this. Your patient needs you.

-BEEPING

-Emergency thoracotomy! Scalpel?

LONG BEEP Your patient is dead.

-Sorry, sorry...

-OK, everyone, give us a minute, please.

Can you take the mannequin out?

Quickly!

Well, that wasn't the result we were hoping for, was it?

I get nervous before exams. I just got a bit tense.

A bit? I've seen coiled springs more relaxed.

Sorry.

-Do stop saying that.

-If it was real I'd have been fine.

Run that logic past me.

Well, it's just sometimes when you're doing it for real

the adrenaline kicks in, and you just...

You just do it without thinking, and everyone was watching, and...

It's an assessment.

To do it unobserved would rather defeat the purpose, don't you think?

-No, no, I know. I'm so sorry.

-Not as sorry as I am.

You're running out of wards, Dr Burrows.

Consider this a final warning.

Get out.

SHOUTING: Get out!

SHE SOBS

What's going on?

I bombed my assessment.

Still, this is a bit of an overreaction, isn't it?

I don't want to screw up. I just want to impress her.

But it doesn't matter what I do, I just can't.

Yeah, well...

This is embarrassing.

# Sunshine through my window That's what you are... #

-You seem very pleased with yourself.

-Yeah, why wouldn't I be?

Matteo's having a transformative influence on my life.

Is he now?

Oh, you betcha. He has done the impossible. Cracked the uncrackable.

Melted the ice queen.

-Oh, has he?

-Mm-hm.

I had no idea that Jac's private life was so very important to you.

It isn't. But a happy Jac makes for a happier ward,

and that, my friend, can only be a good thing.

# Sunshine through my window... #

Good morning to you, Nurse Harrison. And who do we have here?

Ah, this is Paul Szonyi.

He collapsed and fell on his way to work.

Well, I'm Mr Di Lucca. Can you tell me what happened?

Just a bit of stress at work. End of the quarter. You know how it is.

I'm an accountant.

And has this stress come on all of a sudden

or has work been tough for a while?

Oh, it's not work, it's people.

Numbers are easy. They're honest.

-Whereas people always seem to...

-They're a law unto themselves.

That's all part of the fun, don't you think?

No. I don't think.

Any chest pains?

Not really, no. Maybe...I get tight here.

OK. I'll take that as a yes.

Have you been eating and sleeping well?

Fine, fine, although I've never really been a great sleeper.

Well, it says here that you've been experiencing abdominal pain.

Does it? Did I say that? Nope. I don't think so.

I was confused. I must have just imagined... Oh! Ah!

Oh, that seems pretty real to me. FBC, U&Es and an abdominal scan,

please, and I will sort you out with some analgesia.

Cool. Thank you.

-He says it's just a panic attack.

-He definitely seems pretty stressed.

-Mm.

-Unlike some. Bounding around like a puppy.

Life is good.

-So is everything OK with Parker?

-Yeah, seems to be.

He was even helping us look at houses last night.

Kim and I are buying somewhere together.

But you've already got your own house.

Well, we wanted something that's our own, you know?

Closer to Parker's school.

That's on the other side of town.

That's not going to be great for work.

I thought I might see what opportunities up for grabs

at St James'.

Whatever's best for the kids, right?

Hey, you all right?

Yeah, 'course. Any excitement?

I don't know why I'm even bothering.

Nathan hasn't been in touch for a while.

Oh, well, his loss. Keep looking. Someone else will come up.

But I really liked him.

I don't know, he just seemed to get me, you know?

Well, the most important thing is to move on.

Plenty more fish in the sea.

What's that smell?

Not me!

Excuse me! Who told you could touch me?

I'll toss you for it.

Nope, I'm taking all newcomers today.

Fletch!

Ah, good. Right. Rose Temperance. Been sent over from the ED.

She's tachycardic,

she's got a distended abdomen with pain and she stinks to high heaven.

Could ED not have removed that?

They were more concerned about the abdominal pain.

Is it me, or has she been in before?

Oh, Fletch!

She may not look her best at the moment, but Rose Temperance

is a really well-known model.

She's been on more covers than you've done chest drains.

-I knew that.

-You so didn't.

-No, you're right, I didn't.

But what's with the cowpat facials?

Hi, Rose. I'm Jasmine. How are you feeling?

Cramped.

Really cramped, and like I could really do with a shower, OK?

Can everyone just back off a bit and give me some space?

-I meant physically.

-I've got to be on a plane by four.

Well, at the moment you won't make it through the metal detectors

and the paps will have a field day.

-Were you on a shoot?

-Do I look like I was on a shoot?

Maybe one that went wrong?

No. A psycho attacked me with a pitchfork.

OK. Let's have a look at that first, then, shall we?

-Mr Szonyi?

-Hello.

Look, look I've got to go. Everything's gone south.

Well, professionally...personally...

I've got to speak to the bank, the solicitor...

I don't know, I might even have to speak to my mother.

I really don't think that's wise.

Which bit? The bank, the solicitor or the mother?

Getting out of bed. Your U&E results are normal

but your haemoglobin is down,

-not to mention the abdominal pain that you've been feeling.

-Look,

I can't be here. I really can't.

Look, you need to wait. Come on, sit down.

I want to do some more tests and a CT scan.

I'll try and rush it through,

but you're going to be with us for a bit longer I'm afraid.

-Just relax, OK? Shall I...

-No, I've got that.

OK, all right.

Kim!

What are you doing here?

Lots of house stuff.

You know, the sooner we find a place...

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, sure. Good idea.

A lot of houses.

And you're up-to-date on your tetanus?

Obviously, given the amount of travelling I have to do.

Yeah, of course. More jabs than a boxer, eh?

Er, what's SHE doing here?

-Oh, great...

-She's the one who attacked me!

Look at me. Look at her. Not a scratch on her.

-Call security! She is dangerous.

-Call the police, more like!

-This is Abi Temperance.

-Maybe this is not the best bay.

That witch hit me in the face with a milk bottle!

I only did it cos you were stabbing me with a pitchfork!

That's all you're good for, you piece of meat.

-Whereas you do what, exactly?

-Something worthwhile.

What, eco-farmer?

Making fartisan cheese that no-one buys? Do me a favour.

It'll be ostrich burgers next. Just because you put wellies on and...

and...lose money, doesn't make you a farmer.

-Beats being a clothes horse.

-Didn't used to bother you.

OK, what's going on here?

This is Abi...and Rose Temperance.

-Relatives?

-Sisters...unfortunately.

Yeah, the sister who's trying to make me homeless.

I only want what's mine.

Dr Burrows, please.

Rose is a model.

Done FBC, U&Es, we'll do an abdo CT.

I haven't had the chance to assess Abi yet.

Well, if you'd bothered to look at her notes, you'd have seen

there's no point as she has empyema in the left side of her chest

so she needs to be transferred up to Darwin ward.

Darwin, Australia wouldn't be far enough.

Oh, that's right, faking it as usual, like you always do...

"Mummy, Mummy, Abi's not being very nice to me!"

Attention-seeking flake.

All right, all right.

Sit back. Sit back.

Henrik, marvellous. What can we do for you?

I'm just doing my rounds.

CEOs don't do rounds. That's one of the perks.

New approach. I thought I'd make regular visits to each of the wards,

keep an eye ringside, as it were. Don't mind, do you?

No, no, no, of course not. Please. Be my guest.

A slight whiff of the farmyard here today, isn't there?

Dr Burrows.

Alexis. Donatella. Carlotta. Are these turtles?

Girlfriends. Sorry, girls who are friends. I'm going alphabetically.

If you're with Emma, I might as well organise a date for tonight.

I don't mean date as in we sleep together.

Oh, well, that's something, but don't let me stop you.

You can see whoever you want.

An open relationship. Very 21st century.

The more open, the better.

I'm busy tonight, but thanks for asking. Ollie?

Oh, yeah, that is sweet. Nah, you're not actually my type.

But if you are looking for a date, try Abi Temperance.

Her sister's a model. Might be right up your boulevard.

Thank you.

-Not exactly Ross and Rachel, are they?

-Trust me.

Drink at Albie's says Jac will be asking him to meet Emma

-before the sun goes down.

-Oh, you're on.

-Mm-hm. Yeah, OK.

CEOs only stalk wards when they're hunting, don't they?

-Agreed.

-So what's Hanssen really doing here?

I don't know.

Do you think Hanssen's only here because I messed up?

Of course not.

Are you sure? Cos I'm on my final warning.

It's a coincidence.

Hi. Me again. We're ready to take you for your CT scan.

Actually, I've decided I don't want one.

I'm worried about exposure to radiation from it.

From a CT scan? I mean, the radiation risk is reduced.

It would only be a problem if you were exposed for a long time...

I don't care. I'd rather not.

-It would help us to work out what's causing your discomfort.

-Sorry.

I don't want it, OK?

OK, we can do an ultrasound instead.

It won't be as clear, though.

Not sure about that either.

OK. One second.

Rose Temperance.

Ah, yes, her CT scan come back yet?

No, she doesn't want one, and she's not sure about ultrasound either.

-Why?

-I don't know.

-Is she trouble?

-Just resistant.

Right.

Miss Temperance.

What's this I hear about your not wanting a CT scan or an ultrasound?

Ultrasound is cool.

Right. Well, let's get on with that then, shall we?

Now then, Mr Hanssen will be with us today,

-so no more mistakes, young lady.

-Mistakes?

Oh, don't worry. Nobody died. Well, apart from the practice dummy.

And I doubt he'll hold that against her.

Raf's thinking of buying a house with Kim.

It's a bit fast, isn't it?

They're going to need somewhere.

Yeah, I get that.

-Oh, I think there's a "but" coming.

-But...

-There it is.

..is it right for Raf? I mean, be there for the kids.

Be a father to them. But buy a house together?

I mean, they're not even really in a relationship.

Well, Raf's a grown man. He can do what he wants.

He's just taken on too much too soon.

I don't think it's any of your business, either. Just saying.

Kim?

Do you know Paul Szonyi?

Weirdly, actually I do. We used to work together.

I just saw him in one of the beds and I went to say hello.

-Is he OK?

-Well, we're just doing some tests. Can I...?

-Yeah.

Is Dr Burrows OK?

Oh, well, she did completely mess things up earlier.

If the situation had been real, the patient would have died.

Yes, but it wasn't a real situation was it? And I'm sure with you

as her mentor, with your sensitive guidance and gentle encouragement,

she'll be better equipped next time.

And it's only failure if she doesn't learn from it, isn't it?

Henrik, why are you here?

I don't believe for one minute that your presence on AAU is routine.

And given that it's my ward, I would like to know the real reason.

Right, well, concerns have been raised about bullying.

I haven't noticed anything.

You mean me!

-Dr Burrows?

-I'm not at liberty to disclose such information,

as you very well know.

OK. I have standards. I have expectations. That's how I work.

-If you have a problem with that...

-I don't.

I know I can push my team, but that's only because I want the best,

and I want them to be the best.

-Yes, I understand that.

-You can watch me all you like.

In fact, I welcome it, and I look forward to being exonerated.

Kim.

Did you really come to see Raf?

Yes, look... Look I've got...

It's just things seemed to get a bit heated when you were talking

to Paul Szonyi.

We just had a few words, that's all.

About what?

Truth is...

his company owes me a shedload of money for some work I did for him

ages ago. And I need it.

So, I went to see him this morning, things got a bit heated and...

-well, he...he just keeled over.

-You were with him?

I was the one that called the ambulance.

Why didn't you just say this when you came in?

It'd just give Raf one more thing to worry about,

and he's already done so much for me.

I don't want to just rely on him.

I want to pay as much as I possibly can into this deposit,

so that he doesn't have to.

Maybe you should have thought of renting first.

That's what I said, but he was adamant.

As soon as he found out about the babies, he was like a man

on a mission.

I'm just trying to do my bit.

Thanks for changing your mind about the ultrasound.

Did you research it on your phone?

It seemed the less intrusive option.

My body is my livelihood.

I have to do whatever seems best to look after it.

Yeah, but surely that must get boring,

looking glamorous all the time?

You must want to stuff your face every now and again?

I do. I eat what I want.

I've got one of those metabolisms that never puts it on.

Really?

I wouldn't do the job otherwise.

You see what some of the other girls do to themselves.

No way, honey. Not me.

Well, good for you.

So what was all that about making your sister homeless?

Dad died a while back.

Mum more recently.

I'm sorry to hear that.

We inherited the farm we grew up on.

Abi jacked in modelling and took it over.

I want to sell it.

Why?

Just do.

We met up to talk about it.

Didn't get very far.

OK, I don't get why you're experiencing pain there.

Did you fall on anything?

Oh, I can't remember. Other things on my mind,

like crabby Abi coming at me with a pitchfork.

Let me have a look.

This is great, now my sister's face isn't going to be the one scarred

beyond recognition?

Maybe next time, eh?

These won't scar, and you shouldn't talk like that about your sister.

Why? She'd say the same.

Are you a model too?

Yeah, I...I used to be.

Nightmare. So not as glamorous as you might think.

You smell like countryside.

It's...it's the dung.

-Done?

-Dung.

-Dung.

-Yeah, I'm a... I'm a farmer. I love it.

You know, the fashion world can be so shallow and soul-destroying

by comparison.

I don't doubt it.

Keep very still.

OK, that's the last one, I think.

So, empyema following a bout of pneumonia.

How did that happen?

Just the farm gets cold...at night.

-OK, can I borrow you for a second?

-Excuse me.

Doing nurses' jobs now, are we? Is there no end to your talents?

Seemed to make sense while we're waiting for test results.

Well, bay 4 needs an enema if you're twiddling your thumbs.

Actually, I want to keep a close eye on Abi.

Her BP has dropped, pulse is high and she seems fatigued.

Yeah, I bet she does.

Er, tell me. Has Jac mentioned meeting Emma?

-Not yet, but I'm working on it.

-I'm liking you more by the minute.

Oh, Paul Szonyi's CT shows a liver laceration

on the left and right lobe.

Ah, that's not good. He's not going to like being told

he needs an operation.

-Looks like he's done a runner.

-I'll call security.

Can you check out the front for Paul Szonyi?

-Ah, yes, security.

-Just talk to me, please don't walk away.

Look, you have to help me. Look, I'm having a nightmare!

-I can't help you.

-Look, look you're my out.

-What's going on?

PAUL SZONYI GASPS AND GROANS

OK, he's tachycardic. We need to get him straight into theatre.

Right, on three. One...two...three. OK.

I've just been accused of bullying.

Have you ever heard anything so ridiculous?

It's not a trait I'd...normally associate with you, no.

What do you mean by that? And why did you hesitate?

Well, I've heard murmurs of discontent.

Well, you could have told me.

-I wasn't sure how relevant they were.

-Well very, clearly.

I'm really behind schedule, sorry.

Everything all right?

Her ultrasound was unclear, BP's low.

-CT would've been way more revealing.

-No, I meant with you.

Me?

Yeah, absolutely...

You know my door's always open.

-Of course.

-OK.

Er, word of advice.

Next time, come to me rather than going public with a complaint. Hm?

OK, and cut, please. Thank you.

You OK?

Well, I'm just a bit confused about what Kim and Mr Szonyi

were arguing about.

It's no big deal. It's just an old work thing, apparently.

You know something? It seemed like a big deal.

Work connections...can get a bit intense.

Right, I'll leave you to it.

Essie, is something going on?

If Kim is in any trouble I'd like to know about it.

That's fine. Thanks.

Shift going well?

Yeah, absolutely.

Are you sure?

Yeah, yeah, and I...I wouldn't want anyone to think otherwise,

that I'm unhappy in any way.

Are you?

No, no.

Has someone...said otherwise?

I'm not at liberty to say.

Cos I haven't said anything. I wouldn't...

Unless, of course, you felt you had legitimate cause for complaint,

in which case you'd be perfectly correct in voicing your concerns.

Yeah, but I don't.

Ms Campbell being fair to you, is she?

Yeah, course she is. Fairer than fair.

I just want to be the best doctor I can be,

and Ms Campbell can help me do that. And I don't want an easy time.

So does it mean you're having a difficult time?

No, no, that's not what I meant. I just...

You know, who wants fair?

I do.

Yeah, but sometimes you have to be harsh to be fair.

Not that anyone is being harsh, I just...

You know honestly, I am... I'm fine... I'm...

-Can I...

-Yes, of course. Don't let me stop you.

Is this a private party, or can anyone join in?

Dr Burrows was just saying how much she appreciates your guidance.

Was she now? Good, well, I'm pleased.

Rose Temperance.

I really think she's hiding something from us.

OK. Let's take a look, shall we?

PHONE RINGS

Hanssen.

HE SPEAKS GERMAN

Paul Szonyi's out of theatre and stable.

But we need to keep a close eye.

Raf, there's something I need to tell you.

He owes you money. Essie told me.

I know you asked her not to, but after I saw you and Paul

on the staircase, my mind was racing.

You should have told me.

I didn't want to make you worry.

-I can always cover the money.

-That's exactly what I don't want.

But what did he mean, anyway, that you had to help him?

By not putting pressure on him to get me my money.

Well, that's way out of order.

So what if his company's in trouble?

-That's no reason you should have to suffer.

-I know.

-I'll have a word with him.

-No. No, please don't.

I've said what I need to say. I don't want to make him worse.

I'd rather just leave it. Please. Promise me.

You won't say anything?

-Ah, Senor Rossini.

-Mr Hanssen.

-Glad I caught you.

I just had a phone call from Dieter Ehling asking me to speak

-at a conference in Berlin.

-How is he?

He's very well. Asking after you, actually.

He seemed surprised that you'd left Berlin quite so quickly.

Holby was such a brilliant opportunity. I jumped at it.

I gather you've developed a close working relationship with Ms Naylor.

She's a formidable colleague.

She is indeed. Now tread carefully, won't you?

Lies have a habit of catching up with you.

All her tests have come back satisfactory.

Yeah, but her BP's dropping.

-Her general state of health OK?

-Yeah, from what she says.

Any occupational hazards we need know about?

What about a party lifestyle?

Drugs?

She says she doesn't go near them.

And what do you think the problem is?

I think she has an internal bleed and we need to perform a laparotomy.

We can't open her up based on just a hunch.

Check her iron and potassium levels.

-FAST BEEPING

-Ms Campbell!

Her BP's through the floor.

Right. Theatre, now!

Hey, I've been thinking. Maybe I could have a word with Jonny.

-Jonny? About what?

-Emma.

I mean, he's a really good mate of mine and I was thinking that...

Sorry. What are you doing exactly? What do you want from me?

Abi Temperance, FBC.

Hey.

Your blood tests have revealed a complication.

-You have what's called aplastic anaemia.

-A plastic what?

The antibiotics you're on have wiped out your white blood cells.

We're going to need to do a blood transfusion

and a follow-up treatment with steroids.

Any family you want us to contact?

-No.

-Boyfriend, partner?

No. Why?

Just...family is important.

You should have someone.

-What about your sister?

-No.

No, I don't want her to know about any of it.

OK.

So how come you know Kim?

-I saw you talking to her earlier.

-She used to be a patient here.

-Oh.

And what about the doctor?

How well does he know her?

He's not seeing her, is he?

I don't think that's any of your business, do you?

I think it is.

I think it's completely my business.

Why?

Because I'm the father of her kids.

Sort your date out yet?

-Actually, I think you're right.

-I usually am.

As you say, we're not joined at the hip.

You've changed your tune.

Oh, trust me to open my mouth and stick my foot in it.

You know, sticking my oar in like that.

Yeah, me and my size nines, right? Boots...shoes. Size nines.

-In my mouth.

-You have size nine feet?

-No, what I mean is...

-HE KNOCKS ON WALL

-Abi Temperance, trouble breathing.

She's weak, pulse is through the roof. It could be sepsis.

She needs a transfusion now. Get bloods as soon as we can.

Good spot, Mr Valentine.

Is she the type to tell someone they were a father if they weren't?

I wouldn't put it past her. She's vulnerable, she's needy,

and I think she's trouble.

Well, in that case I think you've got no choice,

and I think you've got to tell him.

But how? He's always wanted to be a dad,

and when he finds out that he might be, or thinks he is,

-he's over the moon.

-Yeah, that's true.

He is the happiest I have ever seen him.

How do I tell him it could be a pack of lies?

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe you were right. Maybe it's none of my business.

Do you know what? I think I was wrong. I think it is now.

You were right to be concerned. Well done.

Now all we need is for you to hold your nerve

in a real theatre situation as you said you could.

So? Any sign of infection or obstruction?

Um...

here. There's an obstruction.

-What about it?

-Well, there's torsion.

-Resulting in?

-A closed loop bowel obstruction.

Its consequence being... Come on!

The obstruction is perforated and gone septic, hence the BP dropping.

So far, so acceptable. What do we need to know?

What's causing the obstruction.

-Namely?

-Forceps?

-A...bezoar by the looks of it.

-Indeed.

Made up of...?

-Bowel matter and...something else.

-Something else being?

-I don't know.

-You told me she had conventional eating habits.

That's what she said. That she could eat whatever she wanted.

A steady diet of cotton wool by the look of it.

Hey.

-Has Kim gone?

-Yeah.

We talked about the money that she's owed, and I was made to promise

-not to mention it.

-Right.

What if Kim's not telling the truth?

Of course she is.

Why?

Something Paul Szonyi said.

Paul and Kim...

..have been involved with each other as well.

What are you saying, Essie?

He says...that Kim told him...

..that the kids were his.

Well... Well, they're not.

I know when I slept with her.

Well, I'm sorry, but maybe he did too.

Why are you doing this?

Why would you say that?

Believe me, I wish I wasn't, but if he is the father

-then it changes everything.

-He's lying!

And this isn't about Paul at all, is it?

No, this is about you being hard on Kim again.

-No, it's not.

-And why is that?

Because of Parker.

Or is it you and me?

-HE LAUGHS

-Is that it?

Is this because of what happened between us?

Did it mean more to you than it did to me?

No.

I'm just relaying what he said...

..because I think it's important that you know.

What do you think you're playing at,

claiming that you're the father of Kim's twins?

I am. Well, that's what she told me this morning.

Why, has she told you something different?

Well, if you're the father,

then why didn't she tell you when she first got pregnant?

Why wait until this morning?

To stop me from going to the police.

The police?

About what?

-The money she owes.

-No.

You and your company owe HER money, and you have to pay her.

Is that what she's told you?

Wow! She's certainly got you

wrapped around her little finger, hasn't she?

I don't believe a word you're saying. Why should I?

Because you know that my stress is genuine.

And you know what caused that?

The money she owes me.

For what?

Look, you and your company owe her money, and you have to pay her.

Oh, she was in debt. Bad debt.

Anyway.

She came on to me.

Oh, yeah.

She fancied me rotten.

So we started going out,

and...happy days.

And then she told me that she was in trouble

so I said I'd get her the money.

What's this got to do with the police?

I might have took the money from the company.

You stole money for her?

How much?

25,000.

Yeah, but she said she'd get it back,

but then she goes and dumps me.

So now, get this,

the company have sprung an audit, and they're going to find out.

So I went to see her this morning to tell her that the police might get

involved, and if they did, that I would have to mention her name.

And that's when she told you about the twins?

Well, she begged me to keep quiet for their sake,

so...so they're not taken away.

She wouldn't lie to me like that.

She's playing you, like she played me.

That's what you think.

I should have realised. That's...why she didn't want the CT.

Yeah, move on. Too late now.

Right we've taken out the perforated pieces of the bowel. What next?

What next?

Um, perform the anastomosis.

Yeah, staple gun, quickly.

There's a tear. The wrong cartridge was in the gun.

You gave me the wrong cartridge!

-I'm sorry, I should have checked.

-Well, that would have been nice,

instead of feeling sorry for yourself.

The cartridge is the responsibility of the individual

-performing the operation.

-Are you saying it's my fault?

No-one's fault. Your responsibility, and you're pushing her too hard.

-I'm her mentor! Unless she wants to find someone else.

-No, I don't.

I'm trying to make her perform to the best of her abilities.

You're making her ill, look at her!

-I'm fine.

-Right, take a break, Dr Burrows, please. Now!

20 Vicryl.

We've given you steroids to treat the aplastic anaemia

-and have started your transfusion.

-Will I be OK?

There's a small chance you might need a bone marrow transplant.

-What does that mean?

-It means we'd have to find a donor.

Your sister is the obvious candidate, depending on how she is.

Yeah, well, that's not happening is it?

-What do you mean, depending on how she is?

-She's in theatre.

Do you want me to check on her?

-TOGETHER: I'm sorry.

-I'm sorry.

Look, OK, so I probably shouldn't have interfered with you, or Jac.

Well, not quite interfere, more like... I shouldn't have got

-involved with you. No, wait, that doesn't make sense either...

-Mo.

I'm sorry too.

We're fine.

Apart from your huge feet, of course.

What is it? What's happened?

Is he the twins' father? Paul Szonyi.

No more lies. Is he?

No.

-Then why did he tell me he was?

-I was trying to keep him sweet.

Is he telling the truth about the money that he stole for you?

I was in a bad place.

He was there when no-one else was.

You lied to me.

-Did you know that he was going to embezzle that money?

-I didn't ask.

In other words, yes.

All he said was that he could make it go away.

I was desperate. It was all that I cared about.

But now it's different. The twins are yours.

You see, that's just it.

-I don't think they are.

-I swear!

My chances of being a dad are slim, and we slept together once.

Yeah, you told him he was the father when you had something

to gain from it. Didn't you?

And that's what you did to me. You ended up in here

and it suited you to tell me that I was the father.

That's not true, Raf.

I love you.

I want you.

I want our children to be happy.

Please?

Mr Rossini!

Can I speak to Abi Temperance?

-Sure.

-OK, thanks.

This is Dr Burrows.

Jasmine. I'm one of the doctors who's been looking after

-your sister.

-Is she OK?

Yeah, she had to have an operation but she should be fine.

I...I'm trying to work something out. I need your help.

You OK?

Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.

Rose told me she could eat whatever she wanted

and never gain any weight,

when in actual fact she's been going to great lengths to avoid eating.

I was the one who could never put on weight.

Like, I was the one who wanted to be a model.

-Didn't Rose?

-No. She came with me to a couple of shows,

she got spotted and told to come back when she'd lost some weight.

She just went away and did it.

Why, if she wasn't fussed about being a model?

To be better than me.

To do better than me.

-You really think that's what it was about?

-Yeah.

Maybe she just wanted to be more like you.

It must be hard being a younger sister sometimes.

Yeah, well, especially now there's just the two of you.

Rose needs you.

What are you doing here? I thought you'd been stood down.

I know. I've had a rest.

I was going to talk to Rose about her condition,

-but not if you are, obviously.

-Oh, no, no. Far be it from me.

You go ahead.

Your operation was a success.

We removed an obstruction from your small intestine.

Look, we understand you must be under a lot of pressure and we can

organise counselling and support.

But I think you could look closer to home...

-to Abi...

-Why is that relevant?

I told you earlier, focus on the clinical...

They lost their mum recently.

You must miss her?

Is that why you want to get rid of the farm?

Too many memories?

Abi must find it hard too.

-Raf...

-Forget it.

You knew that she was using. You knew she was in trouble,

and you knew she would do anything if you helped her.

-She's no innocent.

-No, and she has to face up to that.

But she needed support, not exploitation.

You used her.

So what are you now? Her knight in shining armour?

-BEEPING

-He's crashing!

He's bleeding out. We need some help here!

Let's get him into theatre, now!

KNOCK ON DOOR

Ms Campbell, I just wanted to say...

..about what happened in theatre... and...and just now...

-I never meant to cause any...any trouble.

-No matter.

If I'd questioned what Rose said,

I could have spotted the problem sooner.

Yes, yes, you could improve on that. You could spot things sooner.

If you had, it might have saved...

-It might have saved an awful lot of trouble.

-I'm sorry.

Oh, will you stop saying that?

Anyone can be sorry when the damage is already done,

but it doesn't help. Because some...sometimes when you

don't spot things, people die!

Do you get that? Do you understand that?

And who are you to be dishing out advice about grief?

-What the hell do you know about it?

-I'm sorry about Elinor.

I did everything I could.

It wasn't enough, though, was it?

I'm up...all night...

..every night...

..looking at old photos...

..going through diaries.

I have birth records...

..I have locks of hair...

I have...

..drawings and...

..and favourite toys...

I have... I have memory upon memory... but do I...

do I cherish them?

No, because I don't have her, and I don't have her because of you!

-Serena, no!

-Why didn't you see what was happening to her?

Why didn't you make sure I was there for her?

Why, why, why are you still here? And she's not!

Have you come to gloat?

Why would I do that?

Raf ended it with me.

It's what you wanted, wasn't it?

I got these for me and Raf.

Eurostar tickets.

I figured we could do with getting away for a few days.

Do you want them?

I've just lost the best thing I ever had.

The best thing you ever had, and still have,

is Parker and the twins.

They need you, not Raf.

If I own up to what I've done...

..they'll lose me.

I could go to prison for all I know.

They'll take away the twins, and...

..who knows what'll happen to Parker.

Someone to see you.

-You look like hell.

-You don't look so hot yourself.

You OK?

Mm-hm. A small chance I might need a bone marrow transplant.

Not sure who I'm going to get the bone marrow from.

You?

Counselling...

TLC...

Not sure who I'm going to get that from.

Paul's out of danger.

He's in ITU, but he's off a lot of support.

He'll pull through.

The twins will have a dad.

Thank you.

Kim...

Sorry.

The police are downstairs to speak to you.

These guys will take you down.

You just couldn't wait, could you?

It wasn't Essie.

It was me.

I rang the police.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Forgive the intrusion.

A word, if I may, about Dr Burrows.

Yes, of course. I...

I clearly have an issue with grief, and I was taking it out on Jasmine.

So...

I fully understand the need to reprimand me

as you see fit.

Well, now we know what we're dealing with I suggest we just

monitor the situation very carefully. That's all.

That's all?

You're prepared to let me loose on your wards again?

We all need support from time to time, Serena, and at least

you're recognising the problem.

That's the important first step.

What if I can't take the next step?

What if I don't want to?

Then we will continue to support you until you change your mind.

-Thank you.

-Oh, don't thank me.

Despite being on the brink of collapse,

Dr Burrows did not want to make a fuss.

Well, she was right to have made a complaint.

She didn't make a complaint, actually.

Jac Naylor did on her sister's behalf.

I am really sorry. The things that I said earlier...

It's OK.

You did the right thing.

I got there in the end. But just took my time, didn't I?

Have you seen Kim anywhere?

She was taken down to see the police.

Well, she didn't quite make it, cos she managed to give them the slip.

So much for coming clean.

They're looking for her now.

The police found this, and it's for you.

It sneaks up on you, grief.

Reminders creep in and ambush you just when you think you can cope.

It turns out I'm not really coping at all.

I'm angry.

And I feel...confused.

How can she just go...

..without me really knowing her?

I had every chance.

A million moments.

All gone.

Now all I'm left with is...

..the grief and the pain.

But...

I don't think I want to let that go.

Surprised you're still here.

I thought you'd be out on the town by now.

I changed my mind.

Maybe you were right to try and make me feel bad.

It worked.

I'll check with Jonny, but perhaps you'd like to come over later

and I'll introduce you to Emma.

-My round.

-Oh, yes.

Actually, I'm a bit tired. I think we should leave it.

OK.

Jasmine. Can I... Sorry... Can I have a word?

I... I want to apologise for my behaviour.

It was unprofessional and unfair.

I have spoken to Mr Hanssen about making sure it doesn't happen again.

I am very, very...sorry.

It's OK.

We're just waiting for Morven and then we're going to go for a drink.

Can I buy you one?

Oh, that's... That's very kind of you. But...

I honestly don't think having a drink's a very good idea

for me right now.

Thank you, though.

Goodnight.

Where do you get your forgiving nature from?

Cos it certainly doesn't run in your family.

-Yeah, maybe I just want to be liked.

-And rated. And I think you are.

One second...

Ms Campbell?

I was just wondering if you're still going to be my mentor.

I don't think I'm the right person for you.

I do.

I think you're exactly the right person.

I know I'm flawed, and I know I can be annoying and I know I'm never

going to be as good as my sister.

But I don't care. I don't want to be.

I just want to be the best that I can be.

And...and you can make me that.

Then I'd be honoured.

Thanks.

SIREN