Keeping the Faith Holby City

I'll be back in 15 minutes, we'll talk then.

Dr Burrows hid a scalpel in her uniform and then fell.

I can't understand. She...she fell, how?

Well, she was tired. Exhausted, I suppose.

We'll never know the full truth.

No, I don't think I can live with that.

There's a permanent opening on this ward

and I wondered if you'd consider applying.

My marriage is over. What difference would telling you have made?

I want to sell the house.

-I don't think you love him.

-Maybe not the way we loved each other,

but maybe what I have with Luke is enough.

-Ric's my grandad.

-Mr Johnstone is my son.

You're a Jehovah's Witness?

How strict are you regarding transfusions?

-BP's falling.

-She's losing too much blood! I'm coming in.

-Ric, we got it.

-No. I need to be a part of this.

I'm resisting the temptation to call Security, Mr Griffin.

Well, the police appear satisfied it was an accident.

What a waste. A tragic waste.

Where did Ms Naylor go?

She slipped out after the service.

Don't blame her.

Funerals always freak me out.

Why do they call it a wake?

I don't know.

I seem to wear black a lot these days.

I appear to have said that rather a lot lately.

That's your fourth.

I'm fine. I can handle it.

MORVEN RETCHES

Where is she?

-Who?

-Jac!

She didn't even cry at the graveside.

Where were the tears, Fran? Where are they?

She couldn't even wait to get away.

You're drunk. You don't know what you're saying.

She should be here, now, with all of Jasmine's friends.

Even that Donna woman's here and she didn't even know her.

Come on, I'll get us a taxi.

She can't feel, she can't bleed,

she can't react to anything.

It's up to her how she deals with it.

She can't even be bothered to pretend.

That's not fair, Morven.

No, you're right, Fran.

It's not fair.

Fran?

Fran, we're late!

-What are you doing in here?

-I got cold on the sofa.

What, so, you slept on the floor instead?

You should've just slept in Jas' bed.

Oh, I didn't like to.

Listen, thank you so much for yesterday.

Oh, it was a bad day for everyone.

Yeah, I know, but you got me home.

And can you believe it?

Two doctors living in this flat

and there's not one single headache pill. Huh!

-Oh!

-You all right?

Mm-hm. Yeah.

Oh, dear.

-You could do with that more than me.

-Oh. You're a life-saver.

I saw you pouring her into a taxi last night.

Yeah, I stopped over at hers.

Lucky you got some nice people hanging around you, haven't you?

Sorry, what?

We're all feeling it, but we'll get back to where we were.

-Yeah.

-We'll do it all for Jas.

Absolutely. Come on.

It looks like you may have developed an epigastric hernia.

Should be an easy fix, but we will do an ultrasound just to confirm.

That's my patient.

Well, when you're the new Medical Director...

-You got the post?

-Not yet.

But Hanssen is backing me, so I'm fairly confident.

I wanted to check you're going to be OK with me being around a bit more.

I'll take that as a yes.

-So, what was that?

-What?

Nothing. What I mean is, who we got today?

Ah.

When are they coming?

OK, Charlie, thanks for the heads-up.

Jerry Farnell, aged 41.

He fell through a skylight, landing hard on a metal pole,

hurting his upper-left quadrant.

I've got a BP of 100/60 and a HR of 110.

Breathing is painful.

OK. Er...let's get, um...an FBC, U&Es...

Hm! LFTs, clotting and, um...

Test for clotting, cross-match two units of blood and a group and save.

-And a CT scan, please.

-Sorry.

-It's all right.

-No, I meant, sorry, can you take over, please?

-My list's quite big enough as it is.

-Thanks.

Wait! Wa... Morven?

You saw how she was yesterday.

I know it's what we always say, but whatever comes our way, we deal with it.

Sometimes being in work is the best place to be.

Then work.

Thank you, Nurse Reynolds.

Let's have 10mg of morphine for the pain.

Jerry, because you've hurt your back,

we can't rule out a spinal injury,

-so we're going to have to logroll you, all right?

-OK.

Can we have some help here, please?

OK, I'm going to take this from you, all right?

-That's my daughter's.

-It's OK, we've got a safe place for it.

-Um...where did Morven go?

-She wasn't feeling well.

OK, ready when you are.

Where's my rucksack?

It's still here safe, all right?

Yes, you are hot. We need a CT scan,

let's get a cannula in and let's update her haemoglobin,

-U&Es and a group and save.

-OK.

-Darla?

-Grandad.

Charlie Fairhead called me. What happened?

I don't know, but you can sort it, right?

Yeah, of course.

She started looking hot and her tummy's swollen.

-CT results back?

-Just about to send her.

She has a distended abdomen.

-BP 90/60, pulse 130.

-Right. OK.

And then what?

We'll have to wait and see.

But you did the right thing by bringing her in so quickly.

It's bad, isn't it?

Kofi, the scan will tell us more.

You've seen this a dozen times, probably.

So just be straight with me.

The early signs aren't good.

But she's here, we're here,

there is no better place for her.

-Can I go be with her?

-Yeah, of course.

-If this leads to an operation...

-I know.

I mean it.

If it comes to the point where Darla's in theatre and she's...

Ric, just try and relax. That point might not come.

Let's hope you're right.

But we're not going to just stand back and watch my granddaughter die.

Look at this! My mate text me,

told me to check my ex's social media page.

This is talk for the locker room.

I know, I know, but I'm in bits!

She has a new partner. They've moved in together.

They've posted photos of their lounge, their kitchen

-and, of course...

-Their bedroom?

Their new puppy!

Why did you have to go and say bedroom?

-She's moved on, as should you.

-Like you and Miss Karnik?

Miss Copley.

Miss Copley?

Look.

Whoa! That is a naked woman.

It's a painting. Of me.

Another time perhaps.

I've been sitting for Raphael McQuinn.

THE Raphael McQuinn. Royal College graduate,

making all sorts of waves by going back to oil on canvas.

Miss Copley, may we talk about your VSD,

-your ventricular septal defect?

-Hole in the heart sounds better.

If you say VSD too quickly, people think you're telling them you've got an STI.

Good point. So, you collapsed in the gym and you've become breathless.

May I?

-Your BP isn't where it should be.

-Where is it, then, Poland?

Note the swelling in the ankles.

Ooh, make a girl feel good about herself!

-Can we order up an echo?

-Ooh, wait!

You'll need an ECG, FBC,

U&Es, LFTs, MRI, and check for clotting.

You're managing your blood pressure with medication.

-Can I ask why?

-It says I can.

-It?

The Web. The internet, the information superhighway,

the worldwide grab-bag of goodies!

You mustn't believe all you read online.

Information superhighway?

The robot doctors are coming.

Um...why's Ms Karnik lurking on this ward?

It's not lurking. She is merely trying to make an impact.

Ms Naylor? Um...

I'd just like to say I'm sorry.

You probably heard about how drunk I was at the wake.

-Why should I care?

-Er...

Er...? What does 'er...' mean?

I'll admit it, I-I'm not proud of it and...

You need to clean your teeth.

All I can smell is wine.

Look, I would like to talk to you

about the possibility of working with you on CT.

-Has someone put you up to this?

-No.

You in CT? Seriously?

Look, I read your paper.

Innovation in the New Generation of Tracheal Implants.

It...it blew me away.

Fine. My office, 12:30. Don't be late.

CT results are back.

There's free air and there's free gas in there.

An anastomotic leak.

Yeah. It's everything we feared.

But in any other patient, it would be a straightforward operation.

But there's bound to be blood loss.

And as we know, the Jehovah's Witnesses

aren't exactly on board when it comes to transfusions.

So, what's the plan?

I think that we should wait and see if her condition stabilises.

Since Kofi and I started to make inroads...

..Darla and I have been playing games online against each other.

She's very clever. She's beating me.

Ha-ha-ha! Yeah, I can imagine.

I never thought I'd have the chance to get to know her like this.

And already it feels like it's coming to an end. Way too soon.

I can deal with this.

But can you deal with Kofi?

He's going to wade in, I know he will. He's my son.

I thought things were better between you two?

He's very stubborn.

Very...devout.

-You do understand what I'm saying, don't you?

-Yes.

Yeah. It's crystal-clear.

No pressure, then.

I got you this.

And, listen, you haven't told me about your date.

She was...

Yeah, it was better than I'd expected.

See? Things are looking up already.

SACHA CHUCKLES

It takes two of you to bring me the news. This can't be good.

So your CT shows that your bleed has been contained.

It sort of means the injury has contained itself.

Go, haematoma, eh?

The good news is that the haematoma can often settle of its own accord.

So, I'm healing myself?

If only all my patients were like you.

I could go and put my feet up.

Well, we'll monitor you for now,

give you more blood and fluids and see what's what.

Have you, um...have you got my daughter's rucksack?

Safe and sound in the Sister's office.

Ooh! Excuse us.

-Hey, you all right? I was about to send out a search party.

-Sorry.

Here, help yourself. Take a couple.

Is my breath really that bad?

Not if you were a sommelier.

Ollie, I...I don't think I can do AAU any more.

Is this about Jasmine?

I just can't be here when she isn't.

Well, it's tough for everyone.

Well, it's beat me.

I'm thinking of transferring.

To, um...CT.

Well, that's Jac's lair.

Besides the fact she'd eat you alive,

she'd remind you of Jasmine every second you were up there.

If you have to leave...just...

I advise you, strongly, to think of another ward.

Put that down. I doubt he's even a real doctor.

I checked, and he is!

Hey!

Let me try to explain.

Tablet, now!

Every time your heart beats to squeeze blood out of the left chamber,

some of that same blood is leaking into the right chamber,

where it has no place being.

I want a second opinion. Online!

You don't need a second opinion!

You're just not getting as much oxygenated blood as you should be.

In layman's terms, your heart is not nearly as efficient as it should be.

With surgery, we can repair the hole and give you a much improved lifestyle.

I said, give that back!

Anything I can help you with?

We're just explaining to the patient that she may need surgery.

Would you like me to explain instead?

-I've got this.

-Are you sure?

-Perfectly.

-Good. Glad to know you're on top of things.

I'm not having an op.

Jerry?

I just wanted to make sure that my bag was in there.

Yeah. Rule number one, no walking about, OK?

Um...can you go and grab a wheelchair, please?

-Yeah, sure.

-Great.

Look, if you're really that worried about it,

we can get your daughter to come and collect it, if you like?

Yeah. Just bung us her number.

I don't know it off by heart.

Nobody knows anybody's number.

I've got over 300 contacts in my phone,

I'd have to be Einstein to memorise all of those.

And, I know this is going to shock you, but I'm not him.

Yeah, hang on, um...when I fell through the skylight,

I must've lost my phone.

But didn't you call 999 with it?

HE GROANS

Right. See what all that walking about has done?

We need to keep you stable, so, um...stay put, yeah?

Thanks.

-Which part of that didn't you buy?

-It was weird, right?

-You tracked down Jerry's medical records yet?

-Yeah, I'm on that.

Good. Um...now, can we talk about Darwin?

I get what you're doing, trying to run away, be anywhere but here,

but actually, there's nowhere to run to.

Grief doesn't acknowledge time or distance.

Thanks, Ollie, but I've already organised a meeting with Jac, so...

-What?!

-Yep.

You can't see it, but this is madness, Morven.

That's Jac Naylor we're talking about there,

the Wicked Witch of the West, but worse. Much, much worse.

I barely got out of there sane myself.

Look, if I end up on CT, it's my problem, OK?

Morven, you should listen to Ollie.

Jac will make you feel a million times worse than you do now.

I thought you were her friend?

We have Darla's results

and they are not what I was hoping for.

The scan reveals more than I'd hoped.

Meaning?

The leak of liquid from the bowel join could cause major problems.

Is this your way of trying to say she needs to have more surgery?

Yes. Yes, I'm afraid so.

OK. Well, we can live with that.

You've operated before.

The operation could involve a blood transfusion.

-I understand how you must...

-Look, you know the deal!

Darla can't have a transfusion. We can go no further.

-Mr Johnstone...

-Look, it's either that or you think of something else!

OK, OK.

Well, we could try a radiological drain, but only for now.

-Thank you.

-We have to repair or remove part of the bowel.

Which means that Darla might need a colostomy bag.

And I very, very much doubt whether Darla will leave here

without having had an operation.

You can get your phone back at the end of the day.

They keep posting new photos.

They're going to call the puppy Loki.

Maria hates dogs! And Norse mythology!

I thought you out of everyone would know what I was going through.

I have no idea what you mean by that.

Well, the way Ms Karnik keeps hovering.

She's hovering now, not lurking?

She came for a locum position, got a permanent job

and is now looking to run the place.

-There's a reason for all of that.

-It's called building a career!

Which you won't have, if you keep getting distracted.

She's doing it to get close to you. Even I can see that.

AAU is her ward, but is she there?

And that Jane patient, it's a piddling operation.

Way below her pay grade.

I have a complicated history with Ms Karnik.

One that we constantly remind each other of.

Your childish speculation needs to end.

Sorry. Overstepped the mark.

Maybe she's finding a way through and wants to take you with her.

As in, end now!

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Come in.

Begin.

Well, I, um...I want to improve.

As a doctor. Hm!

As...as...as a person.

That's the whole point of an F2 rotating between specialities.

Well, I'd rather be your kind of special. Huh!

Just so you know, lines like that make me want to throw up.

Sorry. It's just, um...

I heard Jasmine say something like that once.

I can't believe what's happened to her.

Oh, you'd started so well.

I know you're hurting as well, Jac.

I know it.

You're just better at hiding it than I am.

What I am is no business of yours.

Don't you think it's weird?

I mean, how she died! I mean, it's just so...

-This conversation's over.

-And...and you're willing to just accept it?

Just like that, yeah?

Go back to the silly little world that you emerged from.

Why didn't you cry?

At the funeral, you didn't look remotely upset.

I wanted you to cry.

I really needed to see that.

Give me strength!

This isn't right.

-None of this is.

-GET OUT!

Darla's still stable, for now.

You may as well leave her there indefinitely.

-What about HAS?

-HAS?

Human Albumin Solution.

It's not a blood substitute as such.

It just boosts the blood that's already circulating.

-Well, there you go, solved.

-I made some phone calls, actually,

and there's some available, believe it or not.

By the time it arrives, we would have run out of time?

It's touch and go at best.

The bare facts are,

we absolutely cannot open a young girl up and let her bleed to death.

We have to down tools and watch her die.

Well, surely there has to be another way. No?

SHE EXHALES

COMPUTERISED VOICE: Ground floor.

Doors opening. Lift going up.

That was quick. Jac scare you off?

Well, actually, I think it raised more questions than answers.

-Take it as a sign, Morven.

-I have, Ollie, I have.

Good. So, shall we do some work?

I looked up Jerry's address and another name came up, a Louis Cooper.

Apparently, he's lived there alone for three years.

Well, maybe Jerry's his lodger.

Or a burglar.

Jerry fell through the skylight.

I thought lodgers had their own keys. You coming?

The stress echo shows Mandy has developed severe mitral regurgitation.

And what does that tell us?

That if she keeps exercising, she could go into heart failure.

Then let's break the news to her. Gently.

I know what you're going to say.

But I've been successfully dealing with this heart problem my whole life.

I can see where your reluctance to agree to an operation is coming from.

I don't want to be cut in half.

That's not what we do.

Those people look like sides of beef

you find hanging in a butcher's market.

You're not going to do that to me!

I can't stress enough how much you need to go to theatre.

I'm a life model.

Raphael is halfway through a ten-picture commission.

He's all about perfection in the human body.

How can he finish when I've suddenly got a scar I didn't have before?!

At least let him finish the painting!

There is no time for that.

He'll be furious!

He'll never use me again! No-one will.

Then tell me what you want to do.

-Really?

-If you can't give me the consent, I will stand down.

-But...

-I'm here for you, but I don't have to be.

All right, all right.

SHE SIGHS

I'm doomed either way.

Kofi?

Look, um...I can't just stand by.

I tried, but we need to talk. Man to man, father to son.

-Mr Griffin, I'm handling this.

-I just want a minute.

Please.

Look, I know what your belief means to you, but this is too serious.

I'm trying to be as impartial as I can, Kofi, but we need to operate.

A blood transfusion, if she continues to bleed, it could be life-saving.

We can't leave this to chance or prayer.

I'm not praying for divine intervention,

I'm praying for strength.

-Are you seriously...?

-Listen, listen.

I understand the age-old battle between science and belief,

but this isn't a warzone!

You've got to understand, hypovolemic arrest is almost invariably fatal!

And you can't risk that!

Look, Mum had cancer, and I prayed,

just like I'm praying now!

You seriously believe that that will work?

Look, all I know is that I must trust in God.

And what about your wife? Did your prayers work then?

-And you wonder why you weren't wanted in this family.

-Please!

-Look, Mr Levy, we can do something about this.

-No, what you can do is your job!

You don't need to listen to anyone but yourself.

-Kofi, we don't have time for this!

-Ric, please, please!

I'm going to be with Darla.

How long before the HAS gets here?

It's going to be touch and go.

Just so we're clear,

if it doesn't arrive, then you're going to make the right decision.

The humane decision.

Regardless of anything else.

Digby...she's a lunatic!

I don't understand. What...what did she accuse you of?

Nothing definable, but I'm still thinking of having her sectioned.

So, it was that bad?

What did she say exactly?

-JAC SIGHS

-She doesn't bear repeating.

So, it was nothing?

You know what? Arthur got off lightly.

Jac, that's too much.

Like you said, the person to blame here is Kelly Mathers' stepbrother.

He's the reason Jasmine was carrying around that scalpel.

-JAC SIGHS

-Well, tell the nutcase that.

I will. I'll talk to her.

I'll smooth things over.

I can't believe I've been roped into this.

What's going on?

Oh, we've, er...we've got a celeb on the way

and they're worried about paps getting in.

-Morven?

-Ssh!

That's private property!

MACHINE BLEEPS

He's crashing!

Right, er...it looks like his haematoma may have ruptured.

We need to get him straight into theatre to control the bleed.

-Better call Ollie.

-OK.

-Ready?

-Mm-hm.

Stitches in.

Parachute the patch.

Do you ever wonder if you'll end up lying in theatre?

Where does that come from?

Look at Jasmine.

You never know what's going to happen.

And here I am, stuck looking at photos

of things I could've had with my ex.

Missed opportunities. Who wants that?

One cannot predict what lies ahead,

but it doesn't mean we should spend our lives looking backwards.

So much has happened, it's hard not to.

Dr Burrows didn't waste a second of her life.

She didn't believe in missed opportunities, only second chances.

You still have the chance to find someone else one day.

And, look, even in times of great pain, you can find beauty.

Perhaps we should record this.

Mr Levy, you appear to be slumped.

That's because I am.

Look...it's contagious.

THEY CHUCKLE

Give me the abbreviated version.

Today, I made a discovery.

I've actually found the point between a rock and a hard place.

And...?

HE SIGHS

It's me. I'm that point.

And Ric and Kofi are the...

For Ric, read rock.

-Very clever.

-See?

I just can't make them both happy.

Cos it's impossible, you know?

The doctor in me sides with Ric.

But that great respecter of others in me

says that I should have faith in Kofi.

That is what you call one bitch of a problem.

Yeah.

-Right, let's go back to the basics.

-Mm.

Let's look at the picture and then the players.

Darla?

You're amazing.

-So, you're OK?

-Yeah.

Thank you.

Where's my dad?

He's just popped out for a coffee. He'll be back in a bit.

It's funny.

I know what your dad wants

and I know what your grandad wants,

but the most important person, who's you, hasn't spoken.

You're a kind man.

Well, I try to be.

-I can see it.

-Thank you.

So, why don't you tell me what you want?

Bearing in mind that you are the most important person. No-one else.

Are you religious?

I'm Jewish.

I haven't believed in a while. Maybe I should.

It's a good thing.

Why don't we forget about that for a moment?

If you knew that I could save your life...

-..would you tell me to do it?

-'Course.

That's good.

But only in the right way.

I love Jehovah and I love my dad.

I can't let either of them down.

OK.

You look sad now.

No. No, not at all.

I'll be all right.

What kind of teenager are you?

-I'm just like all the others.

-No, you're not.

When I was your age, I could never have been this brave.

Nice work. Good to have you back in the game.

-It wasn't that difficult of an op.

-Take the compliment, Morven.

-Have you got a sec?

-Yeah.

I had a really weird conversation with Jac.

You can't do that, Morven.

Look, I don't know why, but my gut is screaming at me.

Something isn't right about what happened.

The police have interviewed everyone.

They said it was an accident.

And how many accidents do we see coming in here,

only to find out they weren't?

Jas was carrying a scalpel in her pocket.

First rule of med school, don't carry scalpels around.

-You're breaking my heart, Morven.

-I'm not letting it go.

It was an accident! Even Jasmine said it was!

Look, I want something to blame, too,

but it really was nothing than rotten bad luck.

You can believe that, Fran, but it doesn't make sense to me.

It really doesn't.

Is this it?

Don't say that.

I'm ready.

You'll be safe in the love of Jehovah.

Can I ask you a question?

And I don't mean to offend.

What would life be like without her?

She says she's ready.

But...but for you?

Look...I'm praying it doesn't come to that.

-MACHINE BEEPS

-Dad?

She's losing blood. Sats dropping.

We cannot afford for her to lose any more blood. She needs an operation.

We're at that point.

-I don't want blood. I want to die faithful.

-Ssh, Darla. Ssh-ssh!

Darla?

No! It's forbidden!

-Just listen to me.

-Don't do this!

-MACHINE BEEPS

-Sats still dropping.

Can I have some assistance here, please?

Call Dr Copeland, tell him to meet me in theatre!

OK?

Dad? Dad?!

Dear Jehovah, I entrust you with Darla's life

and we ask you to give us the strength necessary

to be faithful to you.

In Jesus' name, Amen.

I love you.

You're a good man.

Don't stop being one.

I see you got your patient into theatre. Impressive.

Still have some charm.

I was thinking, do you have time for a coffee?

I was thinking the same thing. We don't talk enough.

For obvious reasons, but a lot has changed for us.

Coffee it is, then.

That was closed earlier.

The operation was a success.

Although we're going to have to keep you in for another two weeks, at least.

Your life of crime will have to take a back seat for a while.

-My what?

-You were breaking into that house, weren't you, Jerry?

You see, I couldn't figure out why you'd want to steal a photo album,

so I took a closer look.

-Cocaine.

-Just hear me out first, yeah?

-Is this girl part of it?

-No!

She's my daughter. Emma.

Actually, she was my daughter.

Louis Cooper is a dealer. Mainly to kids.

And Emma bought some?

All her friends did.

She reacted badly and...

..that was that.

All I've got of her now is photos.

She goes everywhere with me.

So, why were you in Louis Cooper's house?

I spent a year trying to get him arrested.

At first, no-one would listen,

and then when they did, I couldn't prove anything.

So, you broke in to his house...

..to plant drugs, to get him locked up.

Argh!

Jerry, are you all right?

-MACHINE BEEPS

-It's my back, it hurts.

-ALARM SOUNDS

-Morven, talk to me!

Um...he was fine. His BP had stabilised,

I-I was just going to do some follow-up blood tests.

We need to get him back to theatre.

I'm quite pleased with that suture. Should avoid a colostomy bag.

I agree.

Let's just tread carefully.

Small clot. I'm going to have to rinse that.

OK, we've got a bleeder.

-Mr Levy?

-Ah! So much blood! Can you retract, please, Dom?

-Yep.

That's it. OK, clip.

-Mr Levy, talk to me, please.

-More fluids and more suction.

Sacha?!

I can't see it!

BP's falling. We're going to need to give her blood.

-We can't keep giving her fluids.

-Wait! Just wait, OK?

Let's try giving her some colloid. I'm almost there.

She's losing too much blood, Sacha!

MACHINE BEEPS

We're definitely missing something here.

Good. I'll take a look, please.

Thank you.

-When did you get these notes?

-What do you mean?

This man should be on ITU. He's got suspected EGPA.

-What?

-I requested the GP send this stuff through.

Surely you took a look?

It explains his underlying kidney issues, the lack of urine output.

-I...

-What?

-You got one foot out the door, so nothing else matters here?

-No!

Right, we need a second opinion on these kidneys.

-More suction, please.

-I'm scrubbing up and coming in!

-We need to give her inotropes.

-I'm going to find the bleed!

-Sacha, we don't have time.

-More suction, please!

-Sacha!

MACHINE BEEPS

SACHA BREATHES HARD

I know I'm not a great believer.

Just give me this one thing.

Come on! Come on!

It's there. I've got it.

Can we get her some albumin?

-How did you...?

-I'm going to tie it off. How's BP?

It's stabilising.

-Sacha...?!

-Let's get Darla into ITU.

She's lost a lot of blood, but her BP is maintaining.

You did it.

MORVEN SIGHS

I didn't read Jerry's notes.

Oh! How could I not do that?

Well...

..the main thing is, he's going to be all right.

But what if he wasn't?

Oh, I really shouldn't be here.

Jas would be absolutely appalled.

You have to make peace with whatever it is that's troubling you.

You'll drive yourself mad otherwise.

But...that's just it, I just...

I can't seem to make peace with it, Fran. It just doesn't make sense.

You're going to have to, for your own sake.

Look at all the crazy things you've been saying.

I just miss her so much!

We all do.

But I think someone needs to look after you.

-That's Jasmine's.

-Er...no.

-Yeah, it is.

-No, I bought loads of them the other day.

I promise you, everything's going to be OK.

Keep the change.

-Here's to you.

-And to you.

I have to be honest, I'm not sure

I ever thought this would come our way again.

This, as in...?

There's so much that has happened to us,

but to have the glimpse of something else, something more...

Matteo, wait, I...

I know what you've been doing today, and I'm glad.

You've led the way.

We've suffered too much.

We put on these brave faces, but underneath, we're still lost.

I don't think I function well being apart from you.

I've tried it, I've given it my best shot.

but all it tells me is that the best way through this

is by us being together.

OK. It's good we're having this coffee.

Yes. Yes, it is. It's, er...it's good.

But not for the reasons you think.

It's just that...

Matteo, you and me, we hurt too much.

We always will.

We need to try and draw a line under this.

Maybe we can draw better...with other people.

What is this?

Divorce papers.

Drawn up by my solicitor.

-But I thought...

-You'll understand. I know you will.

I wish...

I wish it could be different.

But I need to make a clean break.

And I think so do you.

It's OK. KOFI EXHALES

Everything's OK.

Darla's in ITU.

She's sleeping, but we have every confidence she's going to be fine.

And she doesn't need a colostomy bag.

-You didn't...?

-No, no, no, no, no, no.

No, there's no blood transfusion, I promise you.

Oh! Thank you!

Thank you! Thank you!

You can always trust in Jehovah.

Well...yes, maybe...maybe I did.

All we have to do is have faith, Mr Levy.

I'll see you in a minute.

I heard that.

You saved that girl.

-Did I?

-I was there.

The thing is...

..I asked for help...during the operation.

You're a hero.

No. No.

There was something else.

Was that it or am I going back into theatre again?

Look, Jerry, I'm so sorry.

I missed something. Glaring, actually.

-Will I live?

-Yes.

-Then forget it.

-You should make a complaint.

I'll trade you.

I won't create a fuss about your mistake

-if you turn a blind eye to the drugs.

-I have to report you.

I've already made enough trouble for myself today.

I get it. Fair enough.

Then I'll take my punishment, but I promise, I'm going to try again.

Can't you just let it go?

Dr Digby, people who let things go

are just as bad as the people who do bad.

I'm not giving up, not when things are this wrong.

So, you watch this space.

Cooper will pay for what he did. I'm going to make sure of it.

I heard about your little flirtation with CT.

-So, you staying put now?

-I am, yeah.

I realised the answers aren't up there, but down here.

-OK, she's lost me.

-Good.

Can I look?

Still bandaged up.

How bad is it?

Did you show her the photo?

What photo?

When we put in the stitches and were applying the Gore-Tex patch

-we realised that...

-Your heart is a work of art.

It really is.

You should to tell that artist...

Raphael McQuinn.

..that it's what is on the inside that all great artists truly seek.

I don't know what to say.

I'm just glad you made the right call.

Be right back.

Shouldn't you be on cloud nine?

There was a downpour.

Seriously?

But I get it. I know Nina's right.

About?

Divorcing me.

There's no future in two broken people.

Well, today was very nearly the worst day ever.

I could've lost my granddaughter, as well as you.

You think we're fine?

I was hoping...

What I said about your dying wife was inexcusable

and I apologise. I'm sorry, Kofi.

You mocked our faith and you disrespected her memory.

It was wrong of me.

Look, I can't pretend that I understand what you believe,

but I hope that you know that we both care for Darla.

Listen, you've both got through this...by whatever means,

by, by God's will, by medicine.

Maybe there is room for both.

That's Jasmine's!

I told you, I bought it.

Why did you sleep in her room last night?

Cos the sofa was uncomfortable.

You couldn't stop yourself going in there, could you?

I stayed with you, for you. That's all I did.

So, you went into her room and you took it.

I've got work to do and so have you.

I don't know what's worse, Fran.

You lying or pretending that you care about me.

How dare you! You were right, you shouldn't be here.

-Why did you take her things?

-Ladies?

It's all right, Fletch.

No, Fletch, it's not all right, it's not all right, actually.

-Morven?

-She's having a breakdown. She needs to go home.

I think you should take five and remember exactly where you are.

-She's not fit to be here.

-You're the one that's not fit, Fran.

-Morven.

-Get off me!

-What are you hiding?

-Dr Digby...

You need to calm down. I haven't done anything.

Tell me what you know!

-Tell me what you know!

-What on Earth?!

Get off! Are you mad?

-Oi!

-She knows something! Tell me what you know!

-Tell me!

-Morven.

That is one seriously sad person. She needs help, Ms Wolfe.

Are you all right? I think we need to get her examined.

And a cup of tea.

Sacha, can I buy you a very large drink?

Well, I guess you could twist my arm, yes.

Thank you for today.

In fact, I don't think I can ever really thank you enough.

Well, that's what I get paid the medium bucks for.

Joking aside, I think you may have healed more people than you realise.

You and Kofi?

We'll get there.

-I'll see you in Albie's.

-I'll see you in Albie's.

I don't know where to start.

I have two issues. First, an assault on a fellow member of staff

and a doctor who may or may not be in her right mind.

Fortunately for you, Fran wants the whole thing buried.

She wants it forgotten as quickly as possible.

Course she does.

This has been a tough year for you.

It's been bookended by terrible events.

And you clearly need to take stock.

So, I'm going to give you some time off.

This is exactly what she wants.

And it's going to happen, Morven.

It has to happen. You must be able to see that.

I'm putting you on compassionate leave as of this moment.

Is there anything you want to say?

Right.

Solitary drinking?

That's never fun.

One drink. Purely medicinal.

I heard about what happened with Morven. What was she thinking?

She's hurting, lashing out.

It's sad when you lose a friend.

Well, Sacha and Dom are coming down, do you want to join us?

Nah.

Not my crowd.

I've barely seen you since you've been back.

I'm not really good company at the moment.

I think I'm going to head off in a minute anyway, so...another time.

OK. Well, you know where to find me.

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