Episode 2 In the Club

I've eaten nothing but crap since I moved in with Si.

I'm in deep shit.

Just put everything in the bag, please.

-That's him.

-Sure?

Rick! Rick, where are you going?

I'm going to call her Dinah after me mam.

# Thinking what a wonderful world

# Yeah

# Thinking what a wonderful world

# Ooh-ooh

# Watching as the colours light the earth

# Thinking what a wonderful world

# Yeah

# Thinking what a wonderful world

# Hee hee

# Ooh-ooh-ooh... #

There's a girl at work who's, er...

let me know that she's interested.

Well, go for it.

I don't want to start anything if there's any chance that...

I don't know Neil, I've no idea.

I don't know whether these feelings are real or...

..if it's cos you're the father of my baby.

But you've got feelings for me?

You know I have.

And you know I have feelings for you.

And we both know that it would kill Susie if we got together.

Or if she found out how our baby was really conceived.

-She's not going to find out.

-Not from me, she's not.

I don't want to hurt her,

we've been friends since we were seven years old

-and she's the mother of my son.

-And I love her.

And I love her, too.

Oh...

It's a right bloody mess.

I'll give you a call tomorrow.

I'd better go, she'll be wondering where I am.

I'm not going to do anything about that girl at work.

I can't promise you anything.

I know.

What did she have?

Girl...

-..9lbs 12oz.

-Wow, that's big...

How did you get home?

Neil waited for me.

Did you talk to Jude?

Yeah.

And?

I got a few grunts back,

which I interpreted as, "What you always pickin' on me for?"

And, "All you two are bothered about is 'new baby'."

-That's not true.

-That's what I said.

And then he said he'd rather live with his dad.

Nice, eh?

-Shall I get the light?

-Mm.

Right, I've put you a chocolate biscuit in each,

but make sure you eat your sandwich first.

Ellie, stop daydreaming or we'll miss the bus.

When are we getting our car back?

Never mind about the car, just get your coat on.

There was two policemen at our house last night

and they told Nana they wanted to talk to dad.

Yeah, yeah, it was just about the car.

Now come on, don't forget your gym bag. Sam, up! Go.

Are the babies coming today?

Not today, but...sometime soon.

Diane, one of my Parentcraft friends,

got a bad case of Braxton Hicks,

so I thought I'd better look it up in case it happens to me.

We're off. I'm taking the car, you don't need it, do you?

Well, I was going to...

Well, I'd best be going. He'll be late for school.

-Oh, OK.

-See you later.

Yeah, see you.

-Tara, Jude.

-Yeah, see you.

Is dad picking us up?

I don't know, love, it might be me or your nana.

Nana was crying.

Yeah, I know, she just thought I was having the babies, that's all.

Look, just...don't worry so much and I'll see you tonight.

Be good. Love you.

-See you later.

-Bye, Mum.

Diane? DS Jackson.

Before you ask, I haven't seen him and I don't know where he is.

-He hasn't been in touch, then?

-No.

Has he got any friends or family he could be staying with?

I gave your colleague a list of addresses.

I've phoned round, nobody knows where he is.

Do you mind not doing this outside the school gates,

it'll be hard enough for me kids when they find out.

You'll call us if he contacts you, yeah?

Yes, I said I would. OK?

Yeah...yeah, yeah, definitely,

if he rings or turns up, I'll let you know.

Course I'll let Jas know.

Yeah. All right, Diane.

I'll speak to you later. Tara.

Can't believe you just said that.

You just lied to her and Diane's my friend.

-Yeah, and Rick's mine.

-I don't give a shit about him.

If she finds out he stayed here, she'll fall out with me big time.

Well, I'll say it was my decision.

Huh! Yeah, like you make decisions!

What could we do, Jas, we couldn't leave him on the street.

Yes, we could. We could've told him to go back home.

She's got two kids and twins on the way.

-Yeah, I know.

-He's definitely not staying here.

And you're going to have to tell him.

Is there any more paneer?

Bloody hell! You can't have eaten all that by now.

Well, I have.

The baby needs it, poor thing must be hungry.

It's got nothing to do with me. If I don't eat it, I'll be sick.

I thought if you did eat it, you'd be sick.

-That was the first trimester, Dev, I'm in the last trimester now. Keep up.

-Sorry.

It tastes lovely. You're a good cook.

Yeah. Sal's teaching me how to make...

You see Kim's blogged about Braxton Hicks, that's what Diane had.

I think that's what I keep gettin'.

Oh, right...

You're meant to keep hydrated and drink more fluids.

Well, I don't know how that's meant to happen

when you've got a baby sat on your bladder the size of a kumquat.

You'd end up spending the whole day sat on toilet.

I'll have some more mango juice, please.

Oh, right, keep your activity levels down to a minimum.

Sounds good to me. I'm going to ring Diane.

No, no, no, no!

Just wait till he gets up and I'll talk to him.

I meant to tell her to spend the day in bed.

You all right, mate?

No, not really.

I feel like shite.

PHONE RINGS

WHIRRING

Yes?

I can't hear you.

Hang on a minute.

Will you switch that friggin' thing off! I can't hear myself think!

Ed!

-What?

-Off!

Are you seriously mental?

I have to have this in by Friday.

In case you hadn't noticed, I am pregnant.

I've been awake half the night listening to your moronic music

and the other half creased up with cramp and indigestion.

I finally fall asleep at 7.15 in the morning

only to be woken by the Chain Saw Massacre!

And I've told you a hundred times about smoking in this flat,

you're killing my baby!

What the hell is the matter with you?!

Where's Si?

I dunno, college, I expect.

Are you still there?

I can't stand it any more,

it's like living in a bloody lunatic asylum.

Did you hear that noise?

That was Si's flatmate who does his art work in the living room.

I swear to God I'll bloody swing for him.

Sorry, what were you saying?

I just wondered it you'd seen...

Diane, where are you?

'It seems like Braxton Hicks is a kind of practice birth contraction,

'like a rehearsal.

'What kind of sick joke is that?

'It's like saying we're going to yank this tooth out of your mouth

'without any anaesthetic just to prepare you for the double molar

'that we're going to yank out of the other side tomorrow.'

Hiya!

-Hiya.

-How you doing?

-Yeah, good, thanks, I've fed her twice meself.

-Fantastic.

I rang and asked if I could pop in and see you, check you're OK.

-These are for you.

-Thank you.

She's dead good, she just sleeps all the time.

Oh, she's beautiful!

She's got me mum's nose.

I think she looks like you.

-I hope she isn't going to be fat, like me.

-You're not fat.

Well, you're at least 9lbs 12oz thinner

than you were yesterday.

I hope my labour's as fast as yours.

I just can't believe I've got a baby.

Me dad's going to go mental when he finds out.

-What time will he get back?

-Depends, sometimes it's before I go to school

and sometimes it's after.

Whose baby is it, Rosie?

Nobody you know.

-Did you give her both sides?

-Yeah, but she fell asleep.

That's all right, you should let her stay there a bit though,

cos she might just be having a little rest.

Well, we'll see how you go on this afternoon

and if she's feeding well, you might be able to go home.

-I haven't got any clothes.

-I'll go get you something.

But me dad'll be asleep in bed.

What do you want to do, then?

Have you got a key?

Oh! Oh!

Oh! Oh, God!

-Shouldn't you be at school, Sean?

-Er, it's a study period.

You don't look like you're doin' much studyin' to me.

KNOCK AT DOOR

-Rosie Hutchinson?

-No, I'm a friend of hers.

I just came to pick some clothes up for her.

Can we come in?

It's not my flat, but, yeah.

She gave me her keys cos her dad works night

-and sleeps during the day.

-Do you know where we can reach her?

Yeah, she's in hospital, she gave birth to a baby girl last night.

I was with her.

Hey, Dinah, I'm your mummy.

Hello!

Oh, darling...

what a lovely surprise!

Ooh!

He's been getting up on a morning, making me a cup of tea

and then pretending like he's going to work.

God knows what he's been doing all day. He's been lying to me for months.

Maybe it's not so much lying as trying to protect you from the truth.

We owe money everywhere. I'm surprised the house hasn't been boarded up.

We've had letters from the bank.

Well, we could go to the bank, tell them what's happened

and try and explain it.

Shit, have I got black all over my eye?

Yeah, you've just got a little bit under...

SHE WINCES

Oh, these bloody Braxton Hicks have started up again,

-I've been having them all morning.

-It's because you're so stressed.

I just don't know how we're going to manage with four kids.

I don't even know if I can afford baby vests.

It'll all work itself out, I promise, Diane.

Just try and relax, OK?

Look, drink hot chocolate instead of the coffee.

We shouldn't be drinking either. I need the coffee to keep me awake.

It's not that I don't like her.

Your father and I would like to meet her.

-Yeah, so you can tell her to back off and leave me alone.

-No.

But I would like to know what she's thinking,

-going out with a 27-year-old...

-I'm nearly 28.

28 in a couple of months.

I'd like to know what her...

-..intentions are.

-Her intentions are to have my baby.

Simon, she has a grown-up family already.

She is not going to want to start all that over again.

-She's my age.

-She's four years younger than you, Mum.

And she's eight months' pregnant.

Oh, my God, no!

What on earth have you done?

-It's pretty obvious.

-It's going to end so badly.

-You're going to meet someone your own age...

-How do you know?

-Because it's obvious!

-I love her.

Last year, you thought you were in love with Molly.

-I didn't.

-You told me you were going to get engaged

and then you were absolutely devastated when she went to America.

You spent three weeks moping around this house.

-Does Rowena's husband know?

-Her name's Roanna.

-Sorry - Roanna.

-He's her ex-husband. It's none of his business.

Your father is going to be absolutely horrified.

I just don't know what to say to you.

You don't have to say anything.

Really?

Then why are you here?

Do you want our blessing?

That'd be nice, but I know it's not going to happen.

I need some money.

I thought you said she was a rich businesswoman.

-She's given it all up for me.

-Oh, really!

Well, that was a very silly thing to do.

I hope she doesn't think you're going to be able to keep her,

because quite clearly, Simon, you're not.

-What about Grandma's money?

-Grandma's money went - a long time ago.

It paid for your gap year, for driving lessons,

for four years of medical school before you decided you didn't

want to be a doctor any more, you wanted to be an artist!

Did you think it was a never-ending pot of money?

Forget it.

Si's got one of his pictures in an exhibition.

-Is that good?

-Mm, yeah, because if people see it, they might buy it.

His work's amazing, you know, he's really talented.

I just wish Rick could get a job, he says he's been looking for months.

-Something will turn up.

-It's not going to.

-It might.

-No, it's not, cos...

-Cos what?

-Cos he'll have...

What is it, Diane?

Cos he'll have a criminal record, he's in trouble, big trouble.

What do you mean?

I don't want to tell you.

-I won't say anything to anyone.

-I'm ashamed to tell you.

Look, I'm the one that's just run off with a man young enough

to be my son, I've got no position to judge anybody.

-You know the bank robbery in Headingley?

-Yeah...

It was Rick.

Diane, I'm so sorry.

He just walked into the bank

-and pretended he was going to blow it up.

-What?

Like some suicide bomber, that's what the police said.

Diane, that's dreadful, he must've felt terrible, desperate,

to do something like that.

And when we got home and he saw the police car waiting, he just ran.

-Ran?

-Off down the road somewhere, he didn't come home all night.

I mean, he's never done that, not in all the years we've been married.

How could he be so stupid?

He must've known he was going to get caught

and now he's made it worse by going on the run.

If I knew where he was, I would tell the police myself.

Oh! These bloody Braxton Hicks!

-God!

-No, no, Diane, that's not Braxton Hicks, that's labour.

You're in labour. Breathe!

That's labour.

SHE GROANS

My advice to you, mate, is just say it's your fault, whatever it is.

I mean, Jas moans from morning till night.

If her back's bad, it's my fault.

If there's a funny smell, it's my fault.

I don't even hear what she says any more, it's like "la-la-la".

I just go, "Never mind, love, I'm sorry."

And it's not that I'm a wimp, I mean, normally I stand up to her,

but I wouldn't like to have my body changing every day

and have to carry this big bloody bump 24/7.

I just feel like I've let her down.

Yeah, you're going to feel like that, cos everything you do will be wrong.

Anyway, look, point I'm makin', mate,

yeah, is you've got to make some allowances

cos their hormones are all over the place.

I should've just told her I'd been made redundant, that's it.

Yeah, you should've.

But...you didn't tell her for the right reasons, mate.

Sleep used to be one of my special skills.

I was a nine-hour girl.

Full stop.

But since I got to 20 weeks, I've not had one full night's sleep.

And I know I moan a lot.

I mean, I should feel elated.

And there's all these people out there...

desperate to have a baby.

But sometimes I just feel dead depressed.

I think pregnancy's just one long battle.

And only one of us will survive.

-TV:

-'A man in his mid to late thirties

'walked into the LRB bank in Headingly

'with a pack of dynamite strapped to his body

'and threatened to blow himself and the building up

'unless the bank clerk emptied all the money she had in her till

'into a carrier bag.

'Police have asked that if anyone knows the whereabouts...'

Dev! Shit, Dev!

'..He could be armed and dangerous.

'They're advised to ring the police immediately...'

Tell her everything's your fault

-and you are going to do your level best to put it right.

-Dev!

-That's all you have to say.

-Dev!

-Yes, love?

-I want you a minute.

Can you just load that stuff into the back of the van?

Yeah, yeah.

-I need the keys.

-Yeah.

SHE GROANS

Just try and breathe into the pain, Diane,

long breath out like they taught us in Parentcraft.

Good girl, that's it. Stop, you bastard!

I think it's comin', I need to push.

No, no, no, no, hang on, hang on.

Wait! Stop! STOP!

She's about to give birth, can you get us to the hospital

-as soon as possible, please.

-What?!

-What do you mean?

-Hospital now!

-Right, OK!

-Go on, drive!

-Right, OK.

He's armed, he's robbed a bloody bank, it was on the news.

They showed a picture of him. They said he could be dangerous.

-Rick?

-Yes, Rick!

We're harbouring a criminal, Dev, you're harbouring a criminal.

You'll be an accomplice,

-you'll have to go to court.

-No, just calm down a minute.

My baby won't have a...

You're going to have to tell him to leave - right now.

KNOCK AT DOOR Shit, who's that?

DOORBELL RINGS

-Who is it?

-No idea.

-Hiya.

-All right, mate, I'm DS Jackson from Great Milton CID.

-DC Roberts.

-Are you Devan Sidhwa?

-Yeah.

-Is it all right if we come in?

Er...yeah. Well, my wife's pregnant, she's, um...

-We won't keep you long.

-Yeah, come in.

Just through there, mate.

Jas, we've got visitors.

Oh, right. I'd get up, but...

No, that's fine, you stay where you are.

We're looking for information concerning a Richard Manning.

-Right.

-We spoke to his wife, Diane Manning,

and she said you gave them both a lift home last night.

Er, yeah, we dropped them off at their house.

And have you seen or heard from him since?

Oh! Oh, God!

Sorry...

I've got really bad Braxton Hicks.

Yeah, it's just practice labour.

Really? My wife's four-and-a-half months pregnant,

but I don't think anyone's told her about...

Well, not everyone gets it, but it's horrible when you do.

They tell you about it at Parentcraft.

Right, cheers, I'll tell her.

Anyway, as I was saying...

Shit, he's taken me van!

Rick!

Rick! What you doing, mate?

Sorry, mate, you can't get in here.

I'm coming with you, it's my bloody van!

SIREN WAILS

??? MOANS

I'll go get a wheelchair.

-Don't leave me! It's coming!

-Don't leave me with her!

-OK, what do you want me to do, Diane?

-It's coming! Aaarrgh!

-Oh, my God! OK.

I want me head testing.

Will you just shut your mouth, get out the car and get help!

-Don't get owt on me car seat.

-Shut your mouth!

It's all right, Diane, everything will be fine.

Now, which way round do you want to go?

Which way round?

9293, urgent, 9293 urgent.

293 urgent.

We've got the suspect for the bank robbery, Richard Manning,

-making off with...

-Left there, mate.

-He's in a blue VW Transporter,

lima whiskey zero four, foxtrot X-ray papa.

He's a good guy, with kids.

His wife's pregnant, I don't think he'd do anything...

-We've got the suspect for the bank robbery, Richard Manning...

-Are you listening?

9293, urgent, 9293 urgent...

There's just a couple of things that we need to get sorted out, Rosie.

-Hiya.

-Hello.

-Brought you some clothes.

What's the matter?

-Social are coming to see if I can keep my baby.

-No, they're not.

They just need to check everything's all right at home,

and that you and the baby are safe.

And they need to know that you had sex and got pregnant

without any kind of force, Rosie.

Was it consensual, darling, did you agree to have sex?

Yeah.

Did he know you were pregnant?

-No, nobody knew. Except Kim, but she didn't know who I was.

-OK.

Right, well, I'll give you a minute. OK?

-Rosie, I've got some bad news.

-What?

Your dad's been involved in an accident.

Oh, God, no!

When I was at the flat, the police came to tell you.

-What's happened? He isn't dead, is he?

-No.

He's alive...

-What happened?

-I don't know exactly, but I think his lorry crashed.

Anyway, he's in a hospital in Nottingham

-and he'll be there for a bit.

-I want to see him.

He's got a head injury and broken a couple of ribs, and his leg.

-I thought you were going to tell me he was dead.

-No, no.

I'm so sorry!

I can ask if you can see him if you like.

I was dreading telling you, but I thought it was better coming from me.

Excuse me, love, I've got a woman having a baby downstairs in t'car park.

Oh, shit. Right, lady in car park having a baby!

-Aaargh!

-It's coming! It's coming, Diane. Oh, my God!

I can see the head!

Pant, Diane, pant. Just keep panting. That's it. That's it.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God!

Diane, he's here! Oh, my God!

-Oh, my God, you've got a boy! Oh, my God!

-Oh!

-He's here, Diane, you've got a boy!

-OK, open that.

Well done, Diane.

BABY CRIES Come on, get a move on.

-Me hands are shakin', I'm trying!

-Oh, you are gorgeous!

I'm just going to clamp and cut the cord, all right, my darling?

We won't be a minute and then you can give him a nice little cuddle.

All right, sweetheart.

Hey? Well done, Diane.

OK, let's give her the baby, then.

There you are, turn yourself round, Diane.

BABY CRIES

That's it, skin to skin, Diane, inside your coat,

-all right then, darling.

-Can I do anything?

-It's OK.

Oh, my beautiful baby boy!

You're gorgeous.

Ohh! Ohhh, I think I can feel something else coming.

Let's check what's happening with twin two, all right?

Beautiful, well done. OK, just take the baby, will you? Lovely.

All right, sweetie.

We need to get you up to Delivery as fast as we can.

-Why, what's wrong?

-From what I'm feeling, the baby's lying breach.

Actually it's moving, it's transverse.

We need to get you in the right position for the birth, OK?

Head down into the pelvis.

I need you to come with me, Diane, all right?

I just need you to get in this wheelchair for me now.

-That's it, my love. Sit yourself down there.

-Ahh!

-Sit down, Diane.

All right, sweetheart, sit down. There we are, squeeze my hand.

Get the bags.

Get my bags and my coat, they're in the front.

Quick, come on!

POLICE CHATTER ON RADIO

Is that a better position there, Diane?

It's important that you don't push. Listen to me.

Listen. Just try and breathe. Listen.

-Just try and breathe.

-I'm trying!

-Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth.

-That's it, keep going.

I need to go to the toilet. I've got a lot of pressure in me.

Oh, my God, something's happened.

It's all right, it's just your waters from twin two.

-Oh, it's a funny colour.

-It's meconium.

-What does that mean?

-It could mean that baby's not coping well.

I can see a cord prolapse.

-I'm sorry, Diane, but this is an emergency situation.

-Why?

The cord could become compressed round baby's neck,

cutting off the oxygen supply.

The baby's not going to die, is it?

I'm sorry, but I think we are talking about a section, Diane.

The faster we get you in theatre and delivered, the better its chances.

Please don't let my baby die. Please!

I'll do everything I can to make sure your baby lives.

OK, excuse me, can you move out of the way, please?

-Move!

-I'm sorry, this is an emergency situation.

-Shall I come with you?

-Yeah.

We need to get that baby into transitional care, right?

-Come on, then.

-What about me?

-This is an emergency! Take the next lift up.

All right, Diane, no pushing. BABY CRIES

SIREN

POLICE RADIO CRACKLES

-BABY CRIES

-Will you call Rick again?

-I'll try, yeah.

-And my mum. Someone needs to pick up the kids from school.

Don't worry about the kids, I'll sort that out.

-Sweetie! All right, my love.

-Breach! Cord prolapse!

-First twin, 35 weeks, delivered in the car park.

-Dr Langford's in theatre with a section.

-Backup theatre's free.

-I'll be with you in a minute.

-I knew we should've kept her in!

-We need an anaesthetist, ODP, scrubs,

-backup theatre as fast as you can.

-What's going on?

It's Diane, she gave birth to one of the twins in the car park.

-No way!

-Now the other one's coming

-and they think it's the wrong way round.

-No way! Oh, that's terrible.

I'll take baby, you can wait in recovery.

-How long will she be?

-I don't know, it depends on how straightforward it is.

-Can I use my mobile?

No! Use the phone on the desk, just press nine.

OK. I need to get someone to pick Diane's kids up from school.

Oh, I can't, I'm waiting for Social Services to come and talk to Rosie,

she's scared they're going to take the baby off her.

Jasmin, it's Roanna. I'm really sorry to call,

but I need you to pick Diane's kids up from school.

Oh, you're a star, thanks.

-It's all right, I'm here. I'm here.

-Who are you?

I'm taxi driver, nurse, shoe and handbag carrier,

general dogsbody, you name it, love.

You're a saint, that's what you are.

We'd never have made it without you.

SIREN

-Shit!

-Rick!

-Rick!

-Stay back! I'm going to jump! I'm going to jump! I mean it!

-Don't shoot!

-Get down on the floor!

-Hang on! Just back off, yeah. Back off.

-Let me talk to him.

-Let me talk to him.

-Suspect has alighted from the vehicle onto the top of the car park

-He's climbed on the wall...

-Richard, now don't be stupid, mate.

We can sort all this out. It's not as bad as you think.

-Please!

-I've messed everything up!

No, no, you haven't. Look, we've all done stupid things in the past, yeah,

you show me one person that hasn't.

9293 is attempting to talk him down.

RUMBLING DROWNS OUT SPEECH

Rick.

-We can sort all this out

-I know him, I know what to say. Please. Please!

-Yeah?

-Yeah, all right.

-We don't have a visual of any weapon.

-He hasn't got any bloody weapons!

Have you, mate? Rick!

Rick, I'm coming closer, OK?

Dev, don't come any closer! I mean it! Stay there!

Don't come any closer!

Oh, God!

Is it alive?

Please say it's still alive!

Yeah, there's a heartbeat. 60.

Oh...God!

Back on all fours, head down and bottom in the air.

Come on, sweetheart.

Right, let's get this baby out now!

Heartbeat's low at 60.

You stay where you are now, sweetheart. All right?

Dr Bellingham. How are we doing?

-DIANE GASPS

-Right.

Rick, I'm coming a bit closer, all right? I'm here, mate.

It's just me car key and me headphone wire!

-I'm here, mate.

-Just a...just a stupid thing to do.

Yeah, but I totally get why you did it, mate. I do.

RICK SOBS

I just wanted to buy me kids pizza, that's all.

I knew I didn't have enough money on me.

Then you tell 'em that. You get down and tell 'em that.

Come on, mate, nothing's worth this.

Diane and them kids need YOU, not the money.

They don't need me, Dev.

They're better off without me. No, I...

They've got insurance, they'd get the house paid off.

-'They don't need me.'

-MONITOR BEEPS

Just going to give you a little something to pop you off to sleep

and when you wake up, Diane, it's all going to be over.

-And then I'll have me other baby?

-Injecting now.

All being well.

Will someone please find my husband and just...tell him that I need him.

MONITOR BEEPS

I'm not going to get another job. There are no jobs, Dev!

You could come and work with me in my uncle's restaurant.

I can ask him, if you like.

It's not a lot of money, but you can make it up in tips.

I'll call him right now.

I wouldn't know where to start.

MONITOR BEEPS

-Neo-natal crash team, back up theatre two.

-Scalpel.

MONITOR BEEPS

MUFFLED VOICES

God! I don't like the look of that.

I hope everything's all right.

-Rosie?

-Yeah?

-Louise Stretton.

-What do you want?

MONITOR BEEPS

SUCTION PUMP GURGLES

Can I have the syringes for the cord PH, please?

MONITOR BEEPS

Do him up.

CLOCK TICKS

Airway clear.

-No heartbeat.

-Oxygen, please.

VENTILATOR HISSES

Still no heartbeat.

-Do we have chest rise?

-Yes.

Start compressions.

One, two, three, bag. Two, two, three, bag.

Three, two, three, bag. Four, two, three, bag.

Five, two, three, bag.

It's so easy, right, all you have to do is-is...

you take down the order, yeah...

Look at me. Right, you take down the order,

and hand it to Rav in kitchen, that's all you have to do.

-Right, Richard, if you get down off the wall and...

-Just back off!

I'm not giving meself up, mate, I'm going to jump!

-I give you my word I'll look after you.

-I'm going to jump!

-Just back off. Please.

Please.

RICK GASPS It's OK, mate, it's OK.

It's OK.

-I'm just a useless piece of shite, Dev.

-No, you're not.

Just...

-tell Diane and the kids I love 'em.

-No, no, no! Don't do it, Rick!

PHONE RINGS

Rick, I've got to get this, it's Jas. Please, don't jump.

Yeah, I can't talk right now. Can I ring you back?

RICK WHIMPERS Please, don't jump! Don't jump!

Rick! Sorry, what?

RICK HYPERVENTILATES Shit! Yeah.

Rick, you've got yourself a baby boy, mate.

-RICK GASPS

-What? What?!

-There's complications.

-No, no, no!

-No!

-You've got to get yourself down there. Come on, mate.

She needs you.

A baby boy, mate. Come on.

Mate, I tell you what I'm going to do, right?

I'll do a deal with you.

I've got to go to the hospital! Me wife's in hospital.

There's complications, right, so I'll do a deal with you!

All right? All right?

One, two, three, bag. Two, two, three, bag.

-Three, two, three, bag. Four, two, three, bag.

-It's all right.

-Have we got a heartbeat?

-No.

-MONITOR BEEPS

-No heartbeat.

Ring the consultant.

OVERLAPPING VOICES

The thing is, Rosie, because you're 15, you're classed as a minor and you need an adult to look after you.

But me dad'll be home soon.

We've been in touch with the hospital where your dad is

-and it seems he's not going to be out for a couple of weeks at least.

-You're not taking her off me.

-There's a mother-and-baby hostel.

-I'm not going there. I just want to take her home.

I realise that, but we can't let you do that if there's nobody there to look after you and the baby.

They put me in care after me mum died, I hated it, I ran away twice.

This is different though,

this is a proper hostel just for young mums like you.

You'll have Dinah with you and you'll be able to go back to school during the day.

I don't want to go back to school. I'm a mum now, I just want to look after her.

I know this seems easy here in the hospital,

but believe me, it'll be really hard when you get home.

I don't want to go to a hostel.

Can you confirm there was a foetal heartbeat before the section?

Yeah, it was low though, 60.

Where the bloody hell's the consultant?!

CLOCK TICKS

-BEEPING

-Five minutes!

SIRENS

Richard! Stop!

-Still no heartbeat.

-What about a shot of adrenaline?

We've already done a round, we're preparing for a second.

Come on, sweetheart, where are you?

Sorry!

Seven minutes.

Hang on a minute. I think we might have...

Yeah, we've definitely got a heartbeat

at seven and a half minutes.

BABY WAILS

Thank God!

Thank God! I thought she weren't going to make it.

BABY WAILS

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Diane! Diane!

-Diane!

-Rick!

-Let me in!

Diane! Where is she? Where's Diane?

-Where is she?

-She's round there. But you can't go in there, Rick!

Diane! Diane!

Wake up, Diane. Diane, can you hear me?

-You've had a baby girl, Diane.

-Tone's still a bit floppy.

-Diane! Diane!

-You can't come in here!

-I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

-Clinical zone for theatre staff only.

I take it this is the partner?

-Husband, actually.

-It's OK.

Could you please be careful, she's just been through major surgery.

I can't believe we've got a baby boy.

And a baby girl. She's over there.

-What?! Is she all right? Is she all right?

-You can't go over there.

She's in safe hands though, all right?

I'm such an idiot, I can't believe I missed my babies being born.

-Are they all right? Are they going to be all right?

-Baby boy's fine,

-it'll be a while before we know about baby girl, though.

-She'll be all right, though?

She's stable for now.

Oh, God! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!

It's OK.

-I love you.

-I love you too, baby. It's OK. We'll get through this.

-BUZZER

-Police! Open this door!

Open the door!

What's going on?!

BANGING ON DOOR

You all right, Diane?

-Yeah, I think so.

-She's done really well.

-What was the other one?

-A girl.

Oh, my God! That's amazing! You got one of each!

You did really good, girl.

The police are out there looking for you. And one of the Parentcraft ladies is asking for Diane,

-she's got two children with her. Shall I put them in assessment?

-Yeah.

-That'll be Jasmin.

-I asked her to pick Ellie and Sam up from school.

-Are they OK?

I'll go and check.

Can we see our babies now, please?

I haven't got much time. Please. Please.

Why are you being like this? Just let him see his wife and babies.

-You promised him.

-He's committed a serious offence and he's in more trouble for running off.

Where's your heart, man. He were going to jump off bloody multi-storey.

He got made redundant 5½ months ago. They've been through the mill.

-DS Jackson. We believe a Richard Manning is on this ward.

-Really?

-Do you know where he is or do we have to...?

-I'm sorry,

you can't go rampaging through these wards,

we have women about to give birth and a very strict code of hygiene.

-We have reason to believe he's armed and dangerous.

-No, he's not.

-Come on!

-Have you sanitised your hands?

I don't think you realise, you're putting your patients in danger.

And I don't think you realise you're putting my patients in danger of infection.

We have some very poorly babies on this floor,

including Richard Manning's newborn baby girl. Do you have children?

-Er...not yet, but me wife's pregnant.

-Oh, right.

Well, let's hope nobody barges onto the ward when she's in labour,

-threatens to contaminate her birth and your newborn baby.

-Yeah, too right.

I have no idea whether or not Richard Manning's twin daughter will survive these next couple of hours

and I have no idea what he's done wrong and I don't care.

All I do know is his wife has had a very traumatic birth and she needs him right now.

And he has a perfect right to see his daughter while she's still alive.

And you promised he could see her or he wouldn't have got off that wall.

Mate, we are three floors up and you've got Robocop stood on t'door.

PHONE RINGS

-I'm starving hungry.

-So am I. I haven't eaten anything all day.

I've only had me breakfast and if I'm hungry I get a splitting headache.

I've got something you rub in your temples in here somewhere.

I need a smaller bag.

-What's happening?

-Yeah, he's got...15 minutes

and then they're taking him in.

-I tell you, that Vicky were bloody brilliant.

-Have they not got a solicitor or someone

-that could speak on his behalf?

-Do you think I should go with him to t'police station?

-They won't let you do that.

-They could get legal aid, you know.

-I could ring one of my old bosses.

-You're not ringing Fairburn & Luptons.

-I'm not going to ask to speak to Jack, I'd ask to speak to...

-No way, so don't even think it, Jas.

Honestly, Dev, you're mental, you make a big thing over nothing.

-He's got a girlfriend now, he's not interested in me any more.

-Jack who?

Moorhouse. He was one of the trainee solicitors when I was a receptionist there.

-I think he's qualified now.

-Yeah, I know him.

He looked after me. Or at least he did until I decided to bail.

-He's a knobhead.

-No, he's not!

-Yeah, he is.

Oh, honestly, Dev, you do me head in sometimes!

I'm off to shop to get a sarnie.

Oh! Oh, I feel a bit...

-What's the matter?

-I think she's going to faint.

-Everything's gone fuzzy.

-It's OK. Sit back down.

I think you stood up too quickly.

-JAS SIGHS

-She said she felt dizzy.

-I think she were going to pass out.

-Now then, sweetheart, what's the matter?

I don't know, I stood up to go and get us a sandwich and everything went blurry.

And is it still blurry?

-I can see two of everything.

-Any nausea or vomiting?

Not today, no, but I've got an ache right across the top of there

-and I've not had that before.

-Are your feet swollen?

Everything's swollen.

I've got Dev's trainers on,

I haven't been able to get me own on for weeks now.

BABY CRIES

Here you are, my darling. Say hello to your family.

Oh! There you go.

Oh!

Hello, my little treasure pie.

-Can I hold him?

-Not yet.

He's perfect.

Absolutely perfect.

You have no idea how hard we tried for you and your sister.

And me?

Yeah. Yeah, both of you. All of you.

You know, you two...you're very special to me and your mum.

Cos you chose us.

That's right. That's right.

Come here.

Come and say hello to your little brother.

-Hiya.

-Hiya.

-Vicky said I could have a little look.

He's five pounds eight and they said that's great for a prem twin.

Oh, my God! He's gorgeous!

I can't believe it, he's changed already.

They've cleaned him up, that's all.

Hello, sweetheart. Remember me? We met in the car park.

ALL LAUGH

Vicky...can we see our baby girl now, please?

I don't know, they said 15 minutes, it's nearly been 20.

-I'll go and ask. You might be able to have a quick peek through the window, OK?

-Thank you. Thank you.

-I'll look after the kids.

-Thanks, Roanna.

-Hey, Jasmin nearly fainted. The doctor's checking her out.

-Really?

Yeah, she kept saying she had a headache

and then she stood up and went all dizzy.

Your blood pressure's higher than we'd like it to be.

-Do you have your notes with you?

-No, I didn't know I was coming in.

I just picked up Diane's kids from school and...

-You're definitely 37 weeks?

-Yeah.

And how long have your legs and feet been swollen like that?

They're always a bit swollen, but they're worse today.

-Is there summat wrong?

-What is it, doctor, is the baby all right?

I think you have a condition called pre-eclampsia.

What?! Summat else to worry about.

-Is there anything else that's going to go wrong?

-Come on, sweetheart.

-What does it mean, Doctor?

-It means closer monitoring and we're going to need to start you on medication now.

-It's like I'm being punished for something.

-For what?

-No, you're not, don't be silly.

Pre-eclampsia is very common over 30 weeks.

There you go, so it's no big deal.

Come on, sweetheart, it'll be all right.

I've checked her protein levels, they're really high.

-Blood's are not great either, urates are up.

-What does that mean?

-Can we get a copy of her notes?

And I think, to be on the safe side, we should do a scan to see if we can let her go full term.

-You're not going to induce me?

-Not unless we have to, but we need to get your blood pressure down.

She keeps asking for fried cheese balls every day, she eats 'em all the time.

What's that got to do with it, you doylum?!

-It has nothing to do with diet.

-All right, well, what has it got to do with?

Well, right now we don't know why she's got pre-eclampsia,

but we do know it's not going to get any better until the baby's born.

It could potentially get worse.

-Oh, God! Why does it always happen to me?

-It'll be all right.

Poor little thing.

If she's anything like you, she'll be a fighter.

Why did you do it, Rick?

HE SIGHS

Cos I'm a stupid bastard.

You're not stupid, you're anything but stupid.

Oh, it's just the kids were hungry, you know.

And I knew you'd be tired and I'd had such a shit day...

..I just wanted summat nice to happen.

You know, and then we go inside

and they started ordering all sorts of stuff.

And I know I should've said no and I didn't.

I just thought I'd be able to get some money out of the cashpoint.

HE SIGHS

But I couldn't.

PHONE RINGS

And I've ruined my life.

No!

No, you haven't,

because now we've got everything that we've ever wanted.

I'm going to make this up to you, all right? I promise you that.

I promise.

I'm sorry, I've done the best I can, you're going to have to go.

OK.

OK. Sorry. Thanks, you've been great. Thank you very much.

When will he be able to come home?

I don't know, love, it depends if he behaves himself and cooperates.

I will, I will. Whatever it takes.

You'd better, cos I could lose my job over this.

Thank you.

Will you...?

Say ta-ra to the kids for me, will ya?

SHE SOBS

-Look, I love you, all right?

-I know you do.

I'm sorry.

I love you.

All right, darling, come here. Come here.

Come here, darling. Come here. It's all right.

-I don't know what I'm going to do!

-All right, darling. It's all right.

I hope you're doing all right, mate. If you need owt, just give us a bell.

-Yeah, thanks. And thank you for what you did.

-No problem.

-Thank you.

She's asking for ya.

-It's only a scan, yeah, there's no blood?

-Yeah, nothing gory. You're all right.

-Are you all right? You look...

-I know. I'm a mess, but I don't care.

I've just delivered one of Diane's twins in the car park.

-You delivered a...?

-Yes.

-I don't believe it.

-I did!

-How the hell did you know what to do?

-I didn't, it did it all by itself.

All I did was hold him and then I wrapped him in my scarf.

-SHE LAUGHS

-It was incredible!

-I bet it was.

No, seriously, Simon, it's changed me.

I understand why midwives do it now, it's put everything into perspective.

I can imagine. It's the ultimate creation, isn't it?

-And we're going to have our own baby soon.

-It's so exciting!

I'm really tired. I need something to eat.

-Do you want to get something out or do you want to go back to the flat?

-No.

Oh, no, I definitely don't want to go back to the flat.

I never want to go back there again.

I want us to get somewhere of our own, Simon, where we can be together with our new baby.

-But I thought you said...?

-No, I know what I said about borrowing money from your parents,

but, you're right, it's not about me - it's about our new baby.

And it's your parents' first grandchild,

of course they'll want to help in any way they can.

I think we should go and see them

and tonight we will check into a cheap hotel

and I can get some sleep and some room service.

-Guess who's joining ya?

-Really?

-I'm just going to pop your things on here, all right?

-Oh, he's so cute.

I've got high blood pressure, so they're keeping me in.

I had to have a scan to check baby were all right.

-Doctor said they might have to induce me.

-Why's that?

You can go if you want.

Will you be all right?

I dunno. But I'm in t'right place if anything does happen, though.

-I'll drop your nightie and your wash bag off on me way into work, then.

-It's all in me hospital bag by sofa.

I'm off, then.

Erm...I were just thinking,

you said to that doctor that you're 37 weeks and you're not.

-Is that what I said to him?

-Yeah. I was going to say summat, but..

-Yeah, well, I get mixed up sometimes, don't I?

-Yeah.

Cos you can't be 37 weeks, babe, not if you got pregnant on our honeymoon, you're 34 weeks.

Yeah, that's right. But it don't matter anyway cos it'll all be on me notes.

-You better go if you want to get in the shower and get back here before work.

-Yeah.

-And don't forget to gargle.

-HE LAUGHS

See ya.

Look at him.

-He's a proper little lad, in't he?

-Yeah.

He's just like his dad.

He's a good bloke, your Rick.

I know.

-He were ready to give it all up, you know.

-What do you mean?

It's not up to me to tell you,

but he...feels really bad about what he did.

Proper bad.

-Right, I better get off. I'll see you later.

-See you later.

See you, baby.

You all right?

I feel like I've been in World War III.

-What you doing?

-I'm going to see my baby girl.

I don't think you're supposed to do that.

Just look after him for me.

DIANE SIGHS

She's so little!

Do you think she'll be all right?

It depends, we don't know how long she was starved of oxygen for,

so it's difficult for us to know what the consequences are.

Only time will tell.

What the hell are you doing here?!

That's not a nice way to talk to your friend.

-You're being charged with armed robbery.

-I want to call her Hope.

Ow! Ow! Ohh!

-You must be Roanna.

-Yeah.

I want her gone by the time I get back, do you hear?

I'm not going to let you stay in some grotty seventh-floor flat with no lift.