Morven's future is uncertain when she becomes involved with a patient. Guy's loyalties are put to the test. Dominic keeps a secret from Isaac.
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Aiden Hammond. Fell down and cracked his head.
-Have you had any headaches?
-No. I'm as sharp as ever.
Be honest with me. What do you think it is?
# Oh, je t'aime Je t'aime
# Je t'aime! #
All right, it was fantastic. I'm not used to this.
I don't know what to do because...well, it makes me scared.
Perhaps you ought to consider whether flirting is the right way of going about things.
Be careful, Zosia.
I warned you. He's dangerous.
Tom Blume, 37.
Fell from the cab in his crane
onto an adjacent roof,
which could be considered a miracle, depending on how you look at it.
Multiple injuries - collapsed lung, broken ribs, clavicle, wrist,
serious internal bleeding.
Helicopter lot intubated. The rest is up to us.
Right. Open him up.
Oh. Moonlighting as a croupier now?
Black tie ball.
At least until Tristan called his ridiculous meeting.
It's a bit late.
Yeah, I have a feeling I'll be taking
a few calls like this until Hanssen resurfaces.
Shouldn't you be off?
In my own time. Sorry you missed your party.
Waste of time and Champagne if you ask me,
courting the idle, idiotic rich.
You old charmer, you.
Trust me, it's not as bad as it looks.
Aortic cross clamp on.
He's on seven units of blood now.
He's losing output again.
I don't think this is salvageable.
Look, we've got the cross clamp on,
we should at least try internal massage again.
OK, right. 3-0 prolene, quickly, please. Thank you.
Come on, Tom. You can make it.
Let him go, Morven. There's still no spontaneous output.
I really do think this is hopeless.
Keep going. Please?
-Another bolus of adrenaline, please.
We've stopped the thoracic bleeding. This is going to work.
Right. Good. Let's not waste it.
Well, I don't know about you, but when they wheeled him in
I thought we'd be wheeling him straight out again.
-Thank you. I think I'm too wired to sleep.
Oh, all I can think about right now is 600-thread Egyptian cotton
and what dreams may come.
I take it the text about the meeting was a complete lie.
How bad a fall was it?
Just a knock. You can't be too careful, can you?
I fell against the bath.
Teach me to walk in heels on a wet floor.
Hit the corner of the bath, or the side?
The side. Why?
Not the sort of laceration you'd expect from a wider impact.
I'll mention that in the guestbook.
You're staying at a hotel?
Did you pass out at all?
We came here as quickly as we could.
All I've done is hold a towel to my head and get blood all over Tristan's car.
Is it bad?
Straight laceration. Minimal swelling.
Blood pressure's normal.
Why didn't you go to ED first?
Because we value your discretion.
I could submit something to the Incentive Prize for Junior Doctors.
I'd get some sleep first if I was you.
-Good night, then.
Oh, go on. Do me.
You wake up with a phone number written on your arm,
but you were too drunk to remember who wrote it.
Do you: A) Wash it off immediately. B) Call it.
Or C) Steal a mate's phone and text them asking for nudes.
Well, A. Wash it off immediately.
Right. You have a crush on the new guy at work.
Do you: A) Never act on it, OMG. B) Ask him out.
Or C) Stalk him on social media until he has to call the police.
Well, A. Never act on it.
OK, then I'm assuming you'll be A for that one...
Did you go to an all girls' school?
You might be B for that one, then.
"Take a look at the answers on page 57."
Yeah, it's just as accurate as the horoscopes. Don't...
"Mostly A's: You are either a nun, or a widow."
Great. The experts have spoken.
It was either this or the pub.
I'm going to go find Isaac. I'll leave you to it.
So, are you back for surgery?
Stomach cramps. They said I should come in.
Is nowhere open for a proper cuppa?
So how's it all going? What treatment did you decide?
Yeah, that's the thing.
I haven't decided anything.
Right. Well, the cramps are probably the tumour pressing
against the bowel, but we can sort some pain relief for that.
You not heading home?
It can wait. You can't.
I'm sorry we had to meet this way.
And I'm sorry Tristan called you away from whatever you're dressed up for.
You wear it well.
The local should keep it from feeling too sore.
We'll give you a CT and then you're good to go.
I'd rather not.
No scans. Please.
Well, the alternative will be keeping you in for observation.
Hey, whatever you want. No problem.
So, why haven't you decided?
The cancer has. Hasn't it?
Going to get me in the end, anyway.
Well, think of everything that could happen in the next few years.
Think of everything that you could do.
Kind of stopped thinking about the future, to be honest.
It's not like I'm going to learn the piano.
Why not? You've got good chances.
And you're in great shape.
Look, you're here now. Don't you think that's an omen?
Yeah, but you're a surgeon. Of course you're going to want surgery.
Even if I live to 100, I'm not missing a lie-in.
Discretion I can do. Secrecy is something else.
I know it's a big favour. Sorry, amigo.
I'll try and make it up to you.
How are things without Hanssen? You're expanding the neuro centre?
How's it going?
Um... Falling short. Ric's attention lies elsewhere.
We should have a proper talk about it. Once this is sorted.
How soon can I have surgery?
Well, if someone cancels tomorrow, we could do it then.
Let me sleep on it.
All right. But to be on the safe side...
Hey, wait, what? I didn't even get my tea!
Have a think about all of this properly.
Let me know tomorrow.
Morning. You should have some of this. Banana - full of potassium.
Good for you.
Yeah, so is sleep.
I used to date a guy who would mix milk and tuna fish and drink that.
Mind you, he did have 21 inch...
No, thank you. I'm fine.
You need it. And you should start running with me.
Next you'll be telling me to tidy my room.
Takeaway boxes, beer bottles, magazines.
It's starting to look like fresher's week in here. Can you recycle some of this?
Yes, I will. Once I've finished reading all about...
Little Mix's top summer tips.
Look, I get that you're grumpy
about this whole research award thing,
but they're idiots for overlooking you.
I'm not grumpy and it's not even about that.
I don't want to live like a teenager.
Well, then maybe you should stop treating me like one.
You sleep OK?
Kept hearing fireworks going off.
Thought I'd keep myself busy.
Does it fly?
Haven't the faintest.
Come with me. Come on.
So, how come I can't get a patient into HDU?
-Damsel in distress - says that you put her in there.
Oh, yes. Last-minute referral. Neuro beds were full.
Then why did the ED send her up?
I don't know. You'll have to ask them.
Well, I want her gone and the bed back with us.
Yes, that's the plan.
So a campaign trail, eh?
"Idle and idiotic rich."
There you are.
Patsy! Well, I wasn't expecting you here.
Oh, well, Ric called me in for the registrar interviews.
I know I swore I'd never hire and fire again, but this is
an allocation for research funds, and you know what I am about that.
Well, it's good to see you, as always.
Well, I thought I'd get myself up to speed,
walk over some of the old battlegrounds first.
Darwin is still on the front line, I can assure you.
Is Tristan here?
His mistress is.
I should get on.
Does Rocket Man stay put...
or does he take a leap of faith?
I'm meant to make the biggest decision of my life,
with a cardboard cup?
It's symbolic. Don't dodge the question.
-Fireworks Night's on Saturday. Can't we wait till then?
Oh, it landed in a skip.
No, it didn't. It went into space.
Don't spoil it.
Ah, Raf, you're back. How was Glasgow?
Wet. Rainy and wet. Perfect. How's things here?
Feels like half the place is missing.
Oh, we're managing. Compensating, or should that be over-compensating?
-Case in point - Morven's booked me in for
some cytoreductive surgery and we haven't even said good morning yet.
Who's the lucky patient?
Have I missed something?
Ah, um, yeah.
Thank you very much. Cheers.
I hope you're going to find this as funny as I did, but,
you know the big pile of magazines that you were complaining about...
Thought you might want to get in a bit of prep before they show up.
What would you say is your biggest flaw?
Sorry? Prep for what?
The Advancement of Medical Knowledge Fund?
That research grant that you applied for.
I mean, it's obviously no big deal, but it's Patsy Brassvine on the panel.
So you've got to take it from me - you'll need to know your onions, or she will peel them for you.
You've probably done loads of prep.
I'm just saying it wouldn't hurt to go over it again.
-No... Yeah... Loads of prep.
OK, now, I'm a veteran with Patsy,
so I can tell you what to look out for.
Complimenting the hair is usually a good start.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
It's fine. You had other patients before I came waltzing in.
-Any nausea? Dizziness?
I think I must have slept it all off.
Right. I'll just check your injury,
then we'll see if we can get you out of here.
They should let you wear your DJ on the ward.
Be more soothing, don't you think?
Miss Chase, I should let you know that Patsy Brassvine
is a very good friend of mine.
Meaning you don't approve... and don't like me.
She's also in the building.
Yes, I saw. Close shave, wasn't it?
Oh, so I should cower and apologise and hide with embarrassment?
No, thanks. That would be a lie.
And you don't much care much for lies.
Touche. Don't worry.
I don't want to be here any longer than I have to.
It wasn't my idea to come.
I woke up in the car and I was halfway here.
I thought you said you didn't pass out?
Miss Chase, this is important.
What exactly do you remember?
I've talked it through with him and he knows what he's getting into.
We're going to extend his life. Give him a proper chance!
I was under the impression that this was terminal.
The multi-disciplinary team didn't rule out removing the tumour surgically.
It's advanced more than I'd like, but it's not perforated
so there's a good case for it.
Certainly be an interesting bit of surgery.
Have we looked into the cause of the cramps? Anything changed since the last CT?
-OK, well, I'd quite like to talk to him, if that's all right.
No objection here.
-Rather not rush into something like this.
Well, he's scheduled for this afternoon, so you've got some time.
I'll leave you to it.
I need to get you in for a CT scan,
but for that I need to check you in as a patient.
Is any of that necessary?
You blacked out and could have a bleed on the brain, so yes.
Tristan asked you for discretion. You said you...
If I don't do this, it's negligence.
I agreed to help Tristan, but not at the expense of my career.
No. To the advantage.
Fine. But for his sake, book me in as Ann. My middle name.
Sorry to interrupt.
They're getting impatient out there about this bed.
Let them. I've got enough to deal with here.
You been on your holidays?
Ah, just up in Scotland for a bit.
Can tell from the tan.
So, how are the cramps?
Not sure if it's hunger now, or just what I came in with.
And do you have any other symptoms? Nothing new?
OK, actually...there's discomfort when I pee.
How recently has that come on?
Last night. I was going to say something but then Morven
took me upstairs and it kind of spoils the moment, doesn't it?
Watching the sun go up and me taking about my bladder.
Probably does it for every terminal case, right?
Do you think the peeing is significant? You've got a face on.
Thanks for the update.
You have a small area of bruising on your brain.
Consequently, you're at the risk of seizure.
We'll have to keep an eye on you in case you require intervention.
How much longer do I need to be here?
48 to 72 hours for observation.
Should have brought a book.
You know, if Tristan had told me that you'd passed out,
we would have got to this a lot sooner.
Zoshie, please. I don't need you picking at this.
Tristan brings in a woman with a gash in her head
and now he's nowhere to be seen.
He's a very busy man. He's chair of the hospital.
He's a snake! Frankly, it upsets me that you don't recognise that.
So how does Patsy fit into all this?
Please be discreet about this, for Jemima's sake and for Patsy's.
Look, I'm dealing with this, Zosia.
Yes, I can see that.
You have so much to look forward to.
It looks bad.
You're over-thinking it.
And there's no point in too much preparation.
You need to go in there and to be yourself.
Let's just deal with some patients, OK?
This is George Nolan.
George is in with...
It's pancreatitis, so can we just get on with it?
Yes. You said you had abdominal pain. Can you indicate where?
Upper gastric pain, because it's pancreatitis.
You a medical student, George?
Area manager. Swiftcare Cleaners.
So how do you...
I've had bouts of pancreatitis before.
These are the same symptoms of pancreatitis.
That leads me to believe... pancreatitis. There.
Saved you some time.
-In a rush, George?
-I'm supposed to be back for date night.
Date night? I thought that was just something married couples did in order to spice things...
I am married.
I'm sorry. I thought I read here that you were 21.
Yes. George Nolan. 21. Married. Recurring pancreatitis.
Epigastric pain, because I have pancreatitis.
Any idea why it's recurring?
Unlucky. Though I think the last doctor called it idiopathic.
OK. FBC. U&Es. Amylase and LFTs. Book an ultrasound of the pancreas
and 10mg morphine.
What do you reckon?
History and symptoms would suggest pancreatitis.
Great. How soon can I get out of here?
We'll keep you posted.
See? Being grown-up and responsible does have its drawbacks.
Boot-cut jeans, for starters.
Tell that to the interview panel.
Ah. Aiden Hammond has a new symptom.
What? Since when? What, this morning?
No, last night. I've ordered a new CT.
He says he didn't want to tell you when you were watching the sun coming up together...?
Um... Well, he needed some place to think.
Well, it got in the way of him reporting a symptom.
What's going on?
Oh, it's all fine.
Mr Di Lucca seems a lot less chipper about all this than you.
Oh, he's just got post-holiday blues.
You do know you can talk to me, don't you?
I'm here for you.
You know Patsy's here today? Of all days!
Yes. She came to see me earlier.
Did you tell her?
No. Of course not.
Tristan, we spoke about funding last night.
You're speaking at the gala next week and I want you
to announce the funding for the next stage and beyond.
That's a bold pitch, Guy.
Why didn't you tell me she passed out?
You need to start telling some truths.
I'm leaving Patsy.
Right, it's just like last time.
So if you want to knock out a bit of Elton John, then go for it, yeah?
Don't think old Reggie's going to be enough.
Might have to bring out the big guns.
# Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me. #
Don't leave me hanging.
-What do you mean?
-You've got to do the high bits.
Oh, no. No.
# Mamma mia Mamma mia Mamma mia Figaro
# Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me for me... #
I was trying to talk to her,
calm her down, and then she just flew at me.
I put my arms up.
You would, too.
She went back.
Hit the side of the bath.
Look, I know it's a mess, but I love her, OK?
I really do.
I'm going to have to hear it from her.
Oh, dear. It's grown through the bladder.
Think we should call it off?
Postpone and give Aiden time to think about it.
You know, Morven is taking a real interest in all of this.
Can you blame her? Young man with terminal cancer?
It's bound to have echoes.
Except I think this is less to do with Arthur,
and more to do with Aiden.
Rather keen to get out of here and into a glass of red, truth be told.
This bruise. Did you get it when you fell?
Must have. I didn't know it was there.
Zosia. How are you doing today?
He's strong. He's young and he wants the operation.
I think that's more than a slim maybe.
If this was curative, it would outweigh the risks, but it's not.
Yeah, we can't rush into it.
Bernie wouldn't stand for this.
She would say, if Aiden was in a burning wreck,
get in there and save him.
Even it meant that it could kill us, too.
She wouldn't waste time with stupid debates.
Right, well, I've taken on board everything you've said, Raf.
OK, what I suggest is a laparoscopy and we take it from there.
Now, don't get too excited.
We won't know if it's doable until we get him open,
and if it isn't, we close him up again and resort to palliative.
I will see you later.
So Tristan is here. Is he visiting Jemima or Ann?
Because I'm confused.
-Is this a way of getting at me?
I'm just wondering what on earth you've got yourself mixed up in
and why she has been booked in under a false name.
You're obsessing, Zosia. Should I be worried?
I have Jemima's records here. This isn't the first time she's been rushed into hospital.
Other injuries include blunt force trauma.
This is the first time he's broken her skin.
-Accusations like that...
-Just read the notes, Dad.
She has bruises on her arms,
a gash on her head and a story that doesn't add up.
I'm not obsessing. I'm fine. I know I am.
You need to look at yourself.
Raf? I'm really surprised that you're against this operation.
I don't quite know how to say this, Morven,
but do you think your feelings for Aiden
might have clouded all this a little?
What? Feelings for Aiden?
Um... Sorry, Raf, I...?
I see how you are with him, and he obviously likes you.
No, Raf, I think...
No, this isn't anything!
OK. Maybe my mistake,
but I'm fairly sure that's how Mr Hammond sees things, too.
So, how long have you known?
Couple of months.
He got over-confident.
He's like that.
So why put up with it?
I love him?
He just has a way about him. He's so driven. I like...
..I love being around that.
Nobody else knows, do they?
No. Of course not.
If they see me as that sort of woman, turning a blind eye, well...
It won't come to that.
Makes you wonder - if I don't want to be seen that way,
then why act that way?
I'm not judging you, Patsy.
How do I look?
Formidable. As usual.
Ready to continue?
Ultrasound doesn't show any swelling in the pancreas,
so we can rule out that guess.
So it looks like date night's going to have to wait.
My parents are out tonight.
You live at home?
While I save up for a mortgage, yes. What are you doing?
Please don't tell me you're wasting your money on the rental market?
Actually, his money goes on wine, magazines,
and more moisturiser than all of my aunts combined.
My money goes on the mortgage.
But you're saving up, at least?
Oh. You're one of them!
If you must know, I put money aside for my mum.
Sorry, what do you mean, "one of them?"
-Are there any other symptoms besides the abdominal pain?
-One of what?
I'm hot. But that might just be the stress.
If this goes on much longer it's going to throw my entire week out.
Well, maybe you shouldn't have been so insistent on the wrong diagnosis.
Since when did patients diagnose themselves?
Ah. Mrs Brassvine...
Ah. No, well...
It was just a suggestion. I mean, you're the experts.
That's the theory, isn't it?
are you ready for that interview
or would you prefer your patient to do it for you?
Good. Follow me.
How are you feeling?
Listless. I need to be on a beach. Mauritius, I think.
On your own?
That's the plan. Though you're welcome to tag along if you want.
You and Tristan asked for discretion, but I've seen
your notes and you have been in and out of hospital rather a lot.
-I like the grippy little socks they give you.
You do realise you can tell me absolutely anything
in the strictest confidence?
I think you're a kinder man than you like to let on.
Some help in here!
I'll need one milligram of lorazepam with phenytoin to load.
And get me an airway.
Are you OK?
Is there anyone you want us to call?
Nah. Not really.
Hm! Not on great terms.
I'm not much of a mate letting my friends worry over this.
Rather go to them with good news, if it's all the same.
Are you absolutely sure there's no-one you want us to contact?
There is one.
Yeah, but don't laugh.
My barber. Look, he's a good bloke and he's a great listener.
I don't want him to think
I'm getting my hair clipped some place else.
Will you let him know?
You've got me.
I should...um...go and...
Yeah, of course.
Yeah, do pre-op checks... Um... See... Yeah...
You don't have to check up on me, you know.
I'm sorry for dumping it all on you earlier.
I've been here before, and I'll manage.
Has he ever hit you?
Why on earth would you ask that?
Is that what she's saying?
It's not the first time she's been put in to hospital.
Oh. That doesn't mean...
No, I just need to be sure.
It's Tristan. He talks his way through the world.
Did he bring her in?
Oh. There you go. Tristan has his way with everyone.
Why would he need to raise his hand?
Morven, I think you're too close to this.
What is your obsession with us?
Aiden has enough going on, enough to think about.
You shouldn't have let "us" even happen.
Raf, I really think you're making this into something it isn't.
If you've been leading him by the heart through this process,
then I'm even less confident that the op is the right thing to do.
We are friends.
But should you really be his doctor?
Tristan, I've got Jemima's results. We need to meet.
Guy. What can I do for...
Go on. Or do you only raise your fist to women?
I guess this isn't a meeting either.
I've seen all her records.
Come on, Guy, I'm not an idiot.
If I really hurt her, would I have come anywhere near this place?
It was an emergency. Maybe you weren't thinking straight.
Not enough to ruin my reputation,
and everything I've been building here? No chance.
You bargained with me, remember, Guy?
You were going to cover the whole thing up for funding.
I get it.
I've put you in a bind, your blood's up,
but be smart, Guy.
Don't throw everything away on this half-baked hunch,
especially when I'm going to leave Patsy anyway!
Then this whole thing will be different.
You've got it all worked out, haven't you?
It really isn't like that.
..you're a mate.
I got you in this mess - let me help you out of it.
Jewellery off, yeah?
Do you wear contacts?
Sorry, Lou - do you mind giving us a minute?
If there's something wrong, can someone just come out and say it?
Nope, the surgery's still going ahead.
Then what's going on?
I think... I think maybe I may have given you the wrong impression.
I mean, obviously, I care about you,
and I want you to be well, but...
I don't want you to think that...
You and me.
I shouldn't have done this to you.
It was a mistake.
I'm so sorry.
Everything OK, Mr Nolan?
The morphine will take a few minutes to kick in.
In the meantime, may I have a look?
Has this happened before?
This is different.
What did you mean earlier when you said, "one of them"?
Dates money instead of makes money.
And I suppose you and your wife split everything 50-50, do you?
Husband. Why would I have a wife?
You're gay? OK.
Yes. We don't just come in the one cliched model.
What model would that be?
The all-night dancing, puts-it-about, skinny jeans,
tight T-shirt kind.
OK. Ease back.
Mr Hammond. Thank you for your patience.
If I could just get your signature on this, then we'll be on our way.
Oh, sorry. You'll need a pen.
Is there a problem?
I don't want the operation.
So, I'm assuming your husband is also a lives at home with mum,
boot-cut jean wearing kind of gay, as well?
I have to say, you're a rare breed.
You're very lucky to have found him.
Not as lucky as you.
Found yourself a richer, older surgeon boyfriend
and just moved in with him?
He puts a roof over your head, while you play with dating apps all night?
It's a little bit odd that you assume certain types of gays
spend all their time just cheating on each other.
Bit of a weird obsession, don't you think?
-OK. OK, OK, ease back.
Is everything OK?
Yeah, he's got high temperature, severe abdominal pain
and inflammation here.
Where's the pain now, George? I need you to be really specific.
Right, let's get him to theatre, now!
Can I have some help, please?
Yes, but just hold the slot unless I say otherwise, please.
It's my fault.
I might have led Aiden to believe there were feelings.
That's why he wanted the operation in the first place.
I should have realised...
You're absolutely sure about this?
Yep. Yep. I've tried to put a stop to it, but I'm sorry.
Right, well, this is Tom Bloom on ITU,
so you can go up there while I try and fix this mess with Aiden.
How was the interview?
I'd rather not say.
Well, at least you're not stressing about date nights
at Mummy and Daddy's house.
Really gets to you, doesn't it? That he's got it all sorted at 21.
Yeah. The career. Car. Wants to treat his husband.
Saving up for a house.
Don't tell me you find that attractive.
God, no. He dresses like a sports casual Sacha.
It would be like dating my uncle.
I don't understand. The appendix seems absolutely fine.
Run the small bowel.
OK. Going to remove the Meckel's.
I have to say, though, he's organised. Goal-orientated.
"Get you a man who can do both" is what my mum always says.
Everything we did last night...
It was a waste of time.
You lost one?
Just now on ITU, yeah.
You did everything you could.
We saved him.
When I left him last night, we'd saved him.
We can't save them all.
Then what's the point?
If you can't answer that one for yourself, Dr Digby...
It's not always about fighting to keep people here.
Sometimes it's about knowing when to let go and how to do that
in the best possible way.
It's about dignity.
And that's the lesson that all the medicine in the world can't teach you, I'm afraid.
Let's just say that I know.
He's a good man, your father.
I can see why you try to protect him.
So, why are you in a huff?
I'm not in a huff.
Come on, you're eating two chocolate cakes.
That's because the sandwiches look awful. Who puts coriander in a BLT?
Who puts coriander on anything? It's disgusting.
I'd sooner eat cat...
Have a brownie.
I don't really want a brownie.
I just want to see how you are.
Well, on second thoughts, I will have a brownie.
So, come on. What's the matter?
Talk to me.
I may have something to do with the fact that Isaac
had no idea about his interview today.
His letter got stuck in one of my magazines.
Now, I personally blame the postman,
but I don't think that he's going to see it that way.
So, you didn't tell him.
No, and I don't intend to.
But it bothers you, that you messed things up for him.
So you care about him but you can't be honest with him.
It's a little more complicated than that.
Well, is it? I thought honesty was the best policy.
I don't know if you've ever heard that before?
Yes, thank you. Sensible brigade.
I'm going to take that brownie back now. Oh!
Wow, that was disgusting.
We'll just have to wait to see what we find and then decide
whether to proceed or not.
How's it going with Aiden?
Yeah, he's agreed to surgery.
Don't hang out the bunting just yet.
He's making a complaint against you.
I'm afraid I can't let you anywhere near this operation.
I tried to warn you.
You've been in opposition with me from the start, Raf.
Yeah, and you have one attitude towards death, Morven,
and that's to save them.
That, if someone dies, no matter how peacefully or how in control,
you think that's a failure.
You'd rather push Aiden into a treatment
where he risks dying in hospital, than accept any alternative.
I didn't mean...
Just not the same, is it?
All the more reason to quit?
If there's a moral in there, I don't much care for it.
Had I known what I was getting involved in, I...
I know. I trust you more than him.
Patsy, there is more to this.
I took her in because I wanted Tristan's help,
his continued support. I saw an opportunity.
Guy, please. I can't deal with all of this at once.
I need time to think.
Our little secret.
You look like you could do with it more than me.
How'd it go?
Tiny and stupid.
Just like me.
No, no, no, we are not doing that.
And that guy, Aiden...
But we can still operate, you know. There's still a chance.
I talked him into it.
It wasn't fair on him.
Morven, you know full well that you can't talk somebody
into doing something they don't want to.
Do you think Arthur wanted to fight for as long as he did?
I mean, the stent and hanging around here. You knew him.
All the things he left undone.
Do you think that was my fault?
Arthur was the most stubborn man I've ever met.
I think he fought because he didn't want to die.
It's as simple as that.
With Aiden, I don't even know what I'm feeling.
Is it his condition or is it the man?
Well, from what I saw last night...
OK. Look, let's turn things around.
Imagine that you didn't care.
Imagine that this is just a job.
It's not just a job.
And would you want it to be?
Right. Laparoscope, please.
BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY PLAYS
# Is this just fantasy? #
Dr Digby, what on earth are you doing?
Music means a lot to him.
I know it seems silly, but...please.
And I'd like to observe as well, please.
Ah. Any other requests?
No, that's it.
If anyone starts singing along or head-banging, it goes straight off.
Do we proceed?
Well, there's no peritoneal disease...not that I can see.
Yeah, we can resect this.
# Mama Just killed a man... #
I owe you an apology.
Where did you find this?
It was in-between Ten Things You're Doing Wrong In The Bedroom,
and Ellie Goulding's morning routine.
And you're telling me this now?
I'm really sorry if I messed up your interview.
See, I could let you stew and think the whole thing
was a big cock-up, but Patsy just assumed it had got lost in the post
and thought I did a good job of thinking on my feet.
Well done, you.
Aren't you glad I'm honest with you?
Seriously, why couldn't you just tell me?
You know. We all have our secrets. Keeps things interesting.
I didn't want you to think any less of me.
I love you...
..but sometimes I feel a little bit like you're just putting up with me.
I'll let you off with a warning.
You see, that wasn't so bad.
Shut up, Sacha.
This might have been a lucky charm. Good shout.
Why are you giving it to me?
You left it in theatre so you can return it to him.
It went well. Congratulations.
I'll bring the car round. See you downstairs.
What's going on?
Miss Chase has made arrangements to be transferred somewhere private, just to recoup.
Better food there and a nicer view. I've got her discharge letter.
Thought I'd give her a lift. Heading home now, anyway.
Did you know about this?
Thanks for all your help.
I did it at the gym.
Right, well, I'll show you both out.
A hot chocolate, please, Judy.
Take him up on his offer.
Tristan will take you all the way.
Have some good come of all this.
Patsy, I feel...
Otherwise it's all for nothing.
He'll be in touch. Be smart.
I'm sorry you missed date night.
That's OK. He says he's made other plans now.
Hm! That's a tight T-shirt.
So how bad was it?
Well, it wasn't your pancreas, but it wasn't your appendix.
We had to remove your Meckel's Diverticulum.
Don't worry. It's nothing useful or harmful.
It's just a hangover from your time in the womb so you won't miss it.
And we were both wrong.
Imagine if I'd really been ill today. Really ill.
All I'd have missed out on is a three-bed with a garage.
May I make a suggestion?
When you get out of here, why don't you go dancing?
Take a drunk selfie,
see if Edward enjoys that just as much as he does date night at home.
Is that how you two work?
Cleaning. That's what you do, isn't it?
Do you have a business card?
I take it that's not for Ms Brassvine.
You know, I can't make head nor tail of you.
I've known you my entire life.
You'd think I'd have some kind of advantage.
Well, your mother would say I put on a good face for a bad game.
Patsy seems to make some sense of you, though.
You seem to have quite a lot in common.
Tolerating Tristan is just the tip of the iceberg with you two, I suspect.
I'm flattered by the comparison.
Do you like her? Or is it just more of your campaigning?
I'd leave that one alone, if I were you.
No, no, you wouldn't.
You didn't say you'd be here.
Some things get forgotten or overlooked or left in an old magazine.
Look, I just wanted to apologise for putting you on the spot earlier.
It's probably way too soon for that and it's no problem.
Also, good news.
I have cancelled my magazine subscriptions,
and I've also been in contact with a cleaner, so no more student flat!
-Great. What rates?
And what hours did you book them in for?
All of them?
I'll tell you what.
Give me the number and I'll sort it out.
No. I can do it.
You're acting like my father!
Dom. You've hired somebody to clean the flat.
It's hardly being a grown-up, but thank you for trying.
You know what? Stuff being grown-up.
Stuff it in the blender with your tuna-fish smoothies
and your schedules and your scholarship,
because I happen to like my mess and I like eating pop-tarts
for breakfast and I like knowing where Millie Mackintosh gets her dog shampooed.
And if you don't like that, then maybe you don't like me.
Dom, come on!
Shut up, Sacha.
I'm staying at yours tonight, by the way.
Yeah, you said.
It was a mistake.
It wasn't a mistake and I don't regret it.
And even though I'm not ready for it
and while it could have got me into a whole load of trouble...
..I'm just really glad I got to spend time with you.
I thought that I'd never move on and then I was having dreams
about you and I felt really guilty about it...
Sorry, hold on. Dreams?
All I'm saying is, for me, it was a really good thing.
I'm just sorry that I wasn't honest about it.
So, what next?
Well, the operation was a success.
We've removed the tumour.
So it's chemotherapy next.
It's not going to be easy, but it'll be worth it.
I can't promise.
So, about your dreams...
..just how good was I in them?
Subtitles by Ericsson
After saving a life in a near-death trauma case, an overconfident Morven clashes with Raf when he is not convinced that her motives are purely professionally.
When Tristan asks Guy for a personal favour, Zosia warns Guy that Tristan is not to be trusted. But Guy strikes a deal with Tristan and his reputation hangs in the balance.
When his living habits are called into question, a determined Dominic fights to prove his worth to Isaac but is unprepared for the consequences of his actions.