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MAN: (ON RADIO)
Medical Response 4 to Base,

we're one minute
from All Saints Western General.

Permission to land?

WOMAN: (ON RADIO) Copy that, MR-4.
You are clear for landing.

Do we know what happened?

Boating accident. Multiple
casualties. That's all I know.

Great.

Chopper's waiting
to take you to the site.

Drugs.
Thank you.

Be careful.

I don't want any
bloody heroes out there.

Gotcha.
I mean it!

Yeah, we're getting it, Frank.
(LAUGHS)

Don't worry about it.

You're my hero, Frank.
Oh, piss off, Vlasek.

(WHISTLES)

Oi! You want to move it?

Well, let me know what to expect!

Hi. I'm Steve.
Jo. This is Paul.

Hi.

G'day.

Your turn, sunshine.

So you're the paramedic, hey?

Specialist paramedic.

My mistake, specialist.

Hey! Hey!

Hurry! Hey!

I'll go in first, check things out.

I'll let you know
when it's safe to join me.

And what do we do in the meantime?

You wait.

Any questions?

Just one. Where do we land?

We don't. You go
when Paul tells you to go.

If you don't follow instructions,
you'll end up dead. Got it?

Yeah, got it.

PAUL: You're all clear, Jo.

What's wrong, boys? Scared?

PAUL: (ON RADIO)
Sending the paramedic down now.

Hurry! Please!

(MAN SCREAMS)

(MAN GROANS)
What happened to him?

He was standing on the deck getting
ready to head out for the morning.

We're a fishing boat. Then there was
an explosion in the engine room.

The whole boat rocked
and he was thrown overboard.

Straight into the bloody propeller.

Right.

(GROANS)

Sorry, mate. I'll get this pain
sorted in a second.

(WHIMPERS)

You put this on him?
Yeah.

How long ago?

I don't know.
About 40-45 minutes ago.

And it pisses blood
every time I loosen it.

(GROANS)

Did I do the wrong thing?

No. You did good.

(GROANS)

Get harnessed up, gentlemen.

(ON RADIO) Surgeon first.

You OK with this?

Yeah. Just never
done it before, that's all.

You're clear to leave. All set.

I need you to keep pressure on this
for me while I elevate the leg.

(GROANS LOUDLY)

(CRIES IN PAIN)

Sam's in a really bad way
down there.

Who's Sam?

He was in the engine room
when it happened.

Alright. I need you
to stay with him for me.

We'll be there when we can, OK?
OK.

Stop! Oh!

Hello? People are in trouble
down here.

Either get out of the damn chopper

or send the rest of the gear down
and I'll look after them myself.

She's a piece of work, isn't she?

Ready to go.
She sure is.

Easy now.

WOMAN: So how long until we start
expecting those casualties?

No idea. Get the portable X-ray
on stand-by.

Make sure there's plenty of O-neg
in the Resus fridge, will you?

Yep, Adam's on to that.

I've told everyone in the
waiting room there'll be a delay.

Sorry. We'll tell you as soon
as your X-rays come back.

Oh, the rapid infuser.
We want that ready to go.

Yes, I'm onto it.
Sorry, coming through.

Amy, welcome back.

We've got multiple casualties
coming in, so go and get changed.

You can help set up.
OK.

Probably not the best day
for her to start back here.

Give her a bloody chance,
will you?

Yeah, I said I would.

Homer, good timing.
You can help Gabrielle clear beds.

Please tell me Amy's
only here for the day.

Or better still,
that she's just visiting.

Nah. She's back.

PAUL: (ON RADIO)
We're out of the aircraft.

(GROANS IN PAIN)
Is he gonna be OK?

I hope so.

How bad is it?
I've seen worse.

(WHIMPERS)

Enjoy the ride?
Yeah, I did.

Let's get that travel gurney ready.

Where the hell's it going?

To scout the area. Find
a landing spot. Ambulance access.

Don't worry. We'll get him back
when we need him.

We need him now.

Don't even think about transporting
him until he's stabilised.

Hey.

Hold this for me?

This man's bleeding to death
right in front of us.

Well, do something about it.

Trust me, you don't want him
arresting in the chopper.

There's no room to move up there.
(GROANS)

I'll clamp his arteries.
See if I can buy us some time.

Steve, get down the engine room.
See what's happening down there.

Yep.

Thank God.
Are you one of the doctors?

Steve Taylor. Let me look at you.
I'm OK, but Sam needs help.

Bloody hell.

The engine, it must have overheated
or something. It just blew.

(SCREAMS IN PAIN)

Can you help me, Doc?
Stay still, mate.

(WHIMPERS)
Stay still.

I'm in a bit of trouble here,
aren't I?

Yeah, you are.
But we'll take care of you.

It'll be alright. What's your name?

Lacey.
Lacey. Good.

I need you to go upstairs,
get the surgeon.

Tell them it's urgent. Now!

(RETCHES)
Are you alright?

Is Brendan OK?
Yeah, mate.

He saved my life.
He's a bloody hero.

Steve needs a surgeon.
He can't come right now.

MIKE: Another 2.5mg of morphine.

Got it.
OK.

Let's get set to release
this tourniquet.

Very slowly.
(GROANS)

He said it was urgent!

Er, wait.

Keep pushing the fluids through.

Keep a watch on his BP.
I'll be back.

Hang on, we've gotta
get this tourniquet off.

And we will. As soon
as I find out what Steve wants.

What's the verdict, Doc?

The fact that you're conscious
right now, that is a good thing.

Oh, I can sense a 'but'
coming on. (GROANS)

Yeah. I'm not entirely sure
how we're gonna get you out of here.

So just pull it out.
Can't you just pull it out? Please?

It'll hurt.
I can't just pull it out.

It's possible that the only thing

keeping internal bleeding
under control

is the position of that pipe.

Now, if we remove it, we run
the risk of catastrophic bleeding.

Do you understand me?

Now, what you need to do
is keep as still as you possibly can.

Yes.
Alright?

Mike?
Yes, what?

What? What?! What?
Nothing for you to worry about.

Please tell me.
Nothing to worry about, mate.

We'll keep your pain under control
and take it from there. Alright?

Give him 5mg of morphine.

We need to be careful. If he's too
groggy, he can't hold himself up.

Start with a smaller dose and
see how we go. But keep him talking.

(QUIETLY) Yeah, and what
do we do about that?

(SIGHS) Let's just hope
it doesn't get any deeper.

Alright.

I'll be back as soon as I've
dealt with the propeller injury.

(GASPS, MOANS)

What the hell are you doing?
He's as stable as we'll get him.

I've called the chopper back
for transport.

You released the tourniquet?
Yeah.

Am I gonna die?
'Cause I got some plans.

Some really big plans.
No, no. You're not gonna die.

Thanks for your help, yeah?

I need you to keep
pouring this over Lacey's burns.

We need to keep them moist.
Sure.

I gave you strict instructions
as to what to do with this patient.

Yes. You did.

What's the use in having doctors
called out to these things

when you've got other patients
doing our job for us?

I ask myself that sometimes.

Er, listen.

I think you and I need to get
a couple of things straight now.

You're good at what you do.
That much is clear.

As for everything that happens here
medically, I'm in charge.

You keep telling yourself that.

MAN: (ON RADIO) Jo, do you copy?
Loud and clear.

ETA for patient pick-up
is five minutes.

We'll be ready.

I assume you'll be
travelling back with him?

Yeah, I will.

Good. Let's get you
both ready, then.

What are you hearing?

Equal air entry,
if that means anything to you.

(GROANS LOUDLY)
Sorry, mate. Sorry.

(GASPS)

That means both of your lungs
are working properly.

(PANTS) That's something, I guess.
Yeah. (LAUGHS)

(GROANS)

So how long have you been
working on the boat for?

I don't. (GROANS)

I run a restaurant.

This was a one-off thing,
to get away from work and the family.

(GASPS LOUDLY)

I used to go fishing with the old
man when I was a kid. I loved it.

It was great fun.
Oh, my wife didn't want me to come.

We argued about this before I...
before I came here.

Oh, my legs are killing me.

It's not exactly the most...arggh!

Arrgh, no! Arggh, please!

Why don't you just
cut this thing off me?

We can't.
Leave it. Get me to the hospital.

If we cut the pipe,
it'll move inside you.

There's no way
of stopping that from happening.

Then how will you get me out of here?
We're gonna find a way.

Just give us some time, alright?
Just give us a bit more time.

(HELICOPTER BLADES HUM)

The chopper's coming back.

(SCREAMS)

(WHISPERS) Sam, Sam. Sam, Sam. Sam.

Open your eyes! Open your eyes, Sam!

Open your eyes. Stay with us, mate!

Hey, Frank. It's me.
I'm on my way in with one casualty.

Be with you in about 10 minutes.

What have you got?
(SHOUTS) What? What?

Sorry, I can hardly hear you.

What...have...we...got?

Multiple deep lacerations to the leg.
Probable fractures to tib and fib.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Take some deep breaths for me.

I'll give you something
for the nausea soon.

Try and keep your eyes open.
Stay with me, TJ.

FRANK: Vlasek?
Hey? Good man.

Vlasek, you there?

Yeah, I'm here. I want two units
of O-neg primed and ready to go.

And get Vascular and the Orthopods
on stand-by.

Sure.

And I'll need another four units
to take away with me.

Will do.
OK.

Amy, you be nice to Bart.

Yeah.

Amy, I mean it.

(GROWLS)

Am I gonna lose it?

I'm not sure.

This was my last trip on the boat.

Just had to finish the week.

What then?

I was gonna head north,
get my scuba diving licence.

Start a business.

Can't believe
how badly things have stuffed up.

Push the fluids through.

It's burning!
What's burning?

Aargh! My back. Stop it!

Acid's leaking from the battery.

Just take it easy, buddy.
She's taking care of it, mate.

(SCREAMS)
Just take it easy, mate!

I can't do this anymore!
You can!

Now, you just concentrate!
I can't!

Look me in the eye, mate!
Now concentrate!

Alright, OK. Tell me about
your wife. What's her name?

Kathy. Kathy.
Good. Kathy.

How'd you meet? How'd you meet her?!

We worked together... (GROANS)
..at the local council chambers.

How'd you go
from working at the council

to running a bloody restaurant?

(GROANS IN PAIN)

Oh, I...I-I had this brainwave

about changing careers,
trying something new.

(GROANS IN PAIN)

Can you find us a bucket, please?
My back!

And bicarb of soda.
It will neutralise the acid.

Acid? What acid?
Just do it!

Hurry!
Shit.

He's not gonna be able to
hold up his own weight much longer.

No, he's not.

It's burning!

I know it is, mate, but just
look at me. Focus on me, mate.

Keep him still for me.
It's gonna be OK!

(WHIMPERS)
Deep breaths. That's it.

We're looking after you.

Lace...

You need to keep it wet, remember?
That's what the paramedics said.

I'm really sorry about all this.

It's not your fault.

(GROANS)
What are you doing?

Trying to get this stupid raincoat
between him and the battery unit.

It's heavy-duty plastic.
It'll help shield him from the acid.

It's no good.
He's jammed too firmly against it.

Here.

It's hardly what I call sterile.

Well, it's better than using the
fluids we need to keep him alive.

Just bring your head forward
a little bit, please.

(SCREAMS)

I know you're busy, but can someone
take a look at Lacey?

She's shaking really badly.
I can't leave here, mate.

Yeah, OK. I'll go.

Can I help?
Yeah. Grab that raincoat.

Try and slip it up behind his back.

Brendan!
I'm here.

Please, it's still burning.
Stop it, please!

Help! (GROANS)

Isn't there anything else
we can do?

We need to slide him forward
on the pipe.

What? No.

Are you insane?

The other doctor said
that you couldn't move it.

He said we couldn't remove it,
and we're not.

We're sliding it forward
a few millimetres

till we get the raincoat
between the battery and your back.

It's the only way
to stop the burning.

You're gonna have to trust me
on this, OK?

(GROANS IN PAIN)
I'm looking after you.

Brendan, when I say 'go',

we'll pull him forward at exactly
the same time until I say 'stop'.

You got it?
Yep, yep, yep.

Now.

(SCREAMS)

Claire, we've got incoming.

MIKE: Steady.

Hold that lift for me.
Everyone, this is TJ.

He got his leg caught
in a boat propeller.

He's tachycardic
and severely hypotensive.

I need something for the pain!
We'll organise that in a second.

How much blood loss?
Approximately 1,500 mils.

One, two, three.

(GROANS IN PAIN)
That hurts like a bastard!

We know, mate.
We're gonna take care of it.

He's already had
a total of 10mg of morphine.

Last dose was about 20 minutes ago.

Will you take him to theatre?
No, I can't.

Chopper's taking me
back to the boat now.

Bloods you ordered.
What else can we expect?

There's another man trapped with
an impalement injury. He's critical.

A woman with burns. Third one
looks to have minor lacerations only.

Hey, TJ - good luck, mate.

Please cut it off. Please, I can't
take the pain. I don't need it.

TJ, is it? I'm Frank.
Yeah.

Listen, mate, we're gonna
do our very best to keep your leg

and we're gonna
take that pain away, OK?

Good man. Let's give him
another 2.5mg of morphine.

And let's get those legs X-rayed.

(SOBS IN PAIN)

Just relax.

Once I get this cannula in, I can
give you more effective pain relief

and start some fluids
to make you feel better.

How bad are they?

The burns, I mean. Will they scar?
Maybe a little.

It's just I...

You wanna make sure someone
still finds you attractive?

I'm not blind. The way you've been
looking at Brendan all morning...

Does he know how you feel about him?
God, no.

Why not?

Because we work together
on a fishing boat.

I mean, it's not exactly
the stuff of romance.

Oh, you'd be surprised
where romances can start.

I met my last boyfriend

after he'd been stuck
in an elevator for seven hours.

By the time I got him out of there
he stunk like a sweat factory

and he'd pissed his pants.

And you still went out with him?
Yeah, sure.

I'd seen him at his worst.
How bad could dinner and a movie be?

MAN: (OVER RADIO) Jo, you there?
Where else would I be?

We're on approach to your location,
ETA five minutes.

Copy that.

Spine and chest are clear.
Compound fracture to tib and fib.

How's the circulation to the leg?
Surprisingly good.

You're doing really well, TJ.

What happens now?

Now we sew up those damaged arteries,
get rid of the clamps,

and you go up to theatre.

Thanks.

I'll let the surgical team know
how we stand down here.

Is there anyone
you'd like us to call for you,

let them know that you're here?

No.

Oh, shit! Yeah, actually.
Can I use a phone?

Yeah, of course.

Did you get TJ there in one piece?
I did.

How are things going here?

We had a bit of a problem,
but it's taken care of.

What sort of problem?

Hey, guys. Guys!

Steve needs another bag of fluids.
I got it.

How are you feeling?
Better, thanks.

Brendan?
Yes?

I've just given her morphine,
so you need to stay with her.

Don't leave her side, OK?
No, I won't.

Are you hurt?

No. No, I'm fine.

(GASPS IN PAIN)
You sure you're OK?

Yeah.

(MACHINE BEEPS RAPIDLY)
BP's dropping.

God knows what internal injuries
you've caused by moving him.

We had no choice.
He was being burnt by battery acid.

Better a burn than a haemorrhage.

You reckon? Sulfuric acid
was dripping into an open wound.

What would that do
to his internal organs?

Hey, here's a thought - how about
we stop the dick-measuring,

figure out how we're gonna
get him out of here?

He's having runs of ectopic beats
and blood pressure's falling.

What have you given him so far?
15mg morphine.

And that's the third bag of saline
just gone through.

(SCREAMS IN PAIN)
Take it easy. Take it easy.

Steve...
Yeah, mate?

(PANTS) Take my wedding ring
and give it to my wife.

I don't think she'd be too happy
about you taking it off.

No, please. Please.

I want her to have it.
Please. Please.

Let's get him off that pipe.
What?

But, man, you said it'd kill me!

Yeah, I know I did. That's why I'm
not gonna take the pipe out of you.

I'm gonna leave it
where it is and cut you off it.

Are you serious?
Yes, I am.

We'll deal with any
medical situations as they arise.

Set up for intubation.

WOMAN: (OVER RADIO)
Operations to MRU, do you copy?

Copy, base.

A police boat is on its way to your
location for a casualty pick-up.

Yep, copy that.

Hope you know what you're doing.

Yeah, so do I.

Steve.

I need you to back me on this.
Can you do that?

The last thing he needs is his
doctors arguing about his treatment.

Steve.
Yeah, mate?

I'm scared.

Nothing to be scared of.
Mike knows exactly what he's doing.

Easy.

You OK, mate?
Yeah, I'm fine.

Hey, do yourself a favour
and tell him how you feel.

He's a hero.
What more could you ask for?

You right, Jo?
Yeah.

Partial thickness burns
to the shoulder and neck.

She's had morphine -
2.5mg to good effect.

OK, thanks.

Pass us that spine board.

Here we go.

VON: Who told you
your husband was here?

TJ. Er, Trevor, I think his name is.

He phoned, said there'd been
a boating accident and Sam was hurt.

Is he here?
Sorry, I've just arrived myself.

But we'll find out.

Can I help you, Von?
Yes. This is Kathy.

Her husband's been involved
in a boating accident.

His name's Sam Whitaker.
Is he alright?

We haven't received any of the other
casualties from that accident.

Then where's TJ?
He's in with the doctors now.

I need to speak to him, please.
OK, we'll wait over there.

Gabrielle, will you check
to see if he's up for visitors?

Can do.

Can I do anything?
Oh, cup of tea.

Oh, no, thanks.

Oh...

I didn't want him to go on that
stupid trip. I begged him not to.

(FOOTSTEPS DESCEND LADDER)

So what's the plan?

I'm gonna need you to tie Sam's arm
up high, around here somewhere,

so I can get full access to his side.

I'm gonna cut away as much
skin and muscle as possible,

then I'll use the rib-cutters
to release him from the pipe.

I'll keep an eye on the monitors
so you can assist Mike.

Jo?

Jo.

You're OK with this?

Listen, we don't have time
for a debate.

Well, maybe we should make time.

You might be a hot-shot surgeon
in your operating theatre,

but in case you haven't noticed,
we're stuck in the bottom of a boat.

We've got no way
of controlling the bleeding,

no suction or diathermy equipment,

no scout nurses
to run around for you.

No, but what we do have

is a critically ill patient
who needs help.

You'll kill him.
You got a better idea?

There is a reason why doctors
were called out here and this is it.

Tough decisions need to be made
and I'm making them.

Now, either you get in here and help,
or get out.

Your call.

You're really sure
this is the best option?

I'm really sure.

Fine. Let's do it.

Here we go.

Charlotte, Gabrielle said it's OK...

What happened out there?

The engine must have overheated
or something...

And Sam was
in the engine room? Why?!

He had no reason to be down there!
He was supposed to be fishing.

Well, you know how he is.

He's always trying
to figure stuff out, how it works.

Brendan should have stopped him.

We gotta get going.
Why? What's going on?

Your blood pressure's a little low.

Please, wait. I just need to find
out what's happened to my husband.

I didn't really see...

How do you know he's alright?

Look, please, I need to know
what you saw, what you heard.

I'm really sorry.

This is Lacey Talbot.

Partial thickness burns
to her shoulder and neck area.

Hi, Lacey.
Hi.

Her pulse is up 120
but all other obs are looking good.

This is Brendan.
He has minor lacerations...

I'm fine. Just look after her.
Let's get them inside.

How's the pain?

Better than it was,
but still not good.

You want me to take this one?
Yeah, thanks.

You injured?
Just a few scratches. That's all.

Is Lace gonna be OK?

They'll look after her. We're gonna
get you on this bed here.

Come on.

I'll take that.

She couldn't stop shaking.

That happens sometimes with burns.

Is she your girlfriend?

Er, no. No, we just
work on the boat together.

I'm gonna get you
to follow my finger.

I told you, I'm fine.

His heart rate's 120.

That's high, Brendan.
That's not fine.

Yeah, well, if you've had
the day that I've had,

your heart would be thumping too.

Do you want me to do an ECG
when I've finished obs?

Yeah. Please.

Have you hit your head?
You've been bleeding.

I must've. Maybe when I jumped in
the water. I don't remember.

Why did you do that?
My mate fell off the boat.

He was screaming.
Let's get him cleaned up.

And we'll get a head X-ray
and neuro obs every 15 minutes.

Argh!
Almost done, Lacey.

Doesn't look too bad at all.
Mostly superficial.

Really? Then why do they
hurt so much?

Believe it or not, the more serious
the burn, the less pain.

Are you sure?
Mm-hm.

Means the burn isn't deep enough

to have killed off the nerves
under your skin.

Oh, hey. It's alright.

(TEARFULLY) I'm sorry.
I'm just being a big girl.

If you want to have a good cry,
you go right ahead.

I won't tell anyone.

You should call someone.
Find out what's going on.

There's a medical team
out there now.

Then call them!
They'll call us when they have news.

Brendan.

Where the hell is Sam?

I haven't finished my examination.

Tough.

He's still on the boat but he's got
two doctors and a paramedic with...

You should've looked after him!
You should have kept him safe.

Isn't that your job?
Kathy...

Come on. That's enough.
That's your job.

Don't worry about her.
She's just scared.

No. No. She's right.

I'm the boat's captain.
It's my responsibility.

Brendan, please, just let me finish.

I don't need you
to examine me, alright?

I need to know how my mate's doing
and I need to see if Lacey's OK.

We'll find out for you. OK?

Thank you.

Hey. We need to focus
on getting him to radiology

because I don't know the extent
of his injuries.

But we'll have a much better chance
of looking after him

if he knows his friends are alright.

You can understand that, can't you?

(SIGHS)

MIKE: That's got it.
Let me get in there.

BP's 70/40.
He's on the verge of an arrest.

Not if I have any say in it.
More trauma pads?

Yeah. And get onto the radio.

Second this is done
we need to get him into hospital.

(MACHINE BEEPS)
He's in VT.

Shit.

No pulse. It's now or never, guys.
We're gonna have to defib him.

Not when we're standing in water.
We'll all get fried.

Let's get him up on deck.

Here, Jo.

Got him? One, two, three.

Hang in there, mate. OK?
Stay with us, buddy.

Charging to 360.

Clear.

No change.

Charging again to 360.

Clear.

Still no change.
Shit.

Going again. 360.

Still no change.

Clear.

Got him. Back in sinus rhythm.

Let's get that wound packed,
ready for transport.

We need the gurney down here.

Don't say it.

Wasn't gonna say a thing.
Then I will.

That was way too bloody close
for comfort.

Yeah. I know.

Yes. That would be good.

Thank you.

Following up on Brendan's mates.

Yeah. Maybe then he'll let me
examine him properly.

Listen...

..I know we weren't exactly
best of friends before

but we have to find a way
to work together

'cause whether you like it or not,
I'm back.

For how long -

till you're asked to do something
you don't feel like doing?

OK. So maybe I did that
before sometimes.

But things have changed.
Really?

Because you know what I think?
No, but I can't wait to find out.

I think you're riding off the fact
that Frank's your uncle

and sooner or later, everyone else
is gonna realise that too.

Well, I don't care what you think.
The feeling's mutual.

Are you sure you're feeling better?
Much better, thanks to you.

Uh...I think they might've had
something to do with it too.

I'll go and see what's taking
the Burns consultant so long.

Oh...is there any news on TJ?
He's still in theatre.

They've repaired the nerve
and muscle damage to his leg

and the orthopaedic surgeon's
on the way down

to start fixing the fractures.

That's good news.
Yeah. Yeah. It is.

And, um...Sam?
He's on his way in now.

(QUIETLY) Cool.

What's wrong?
Oh, uh...nothing.

Why don't you sit down?
Yeah, uh...

You right, Brendan?

Whoa!

Brendan! Open your eyes, mate.
I'll get a bed.

What's wrong with him?

Come on.

CHARLOTTE: What was his status
when you first examined him?

I don't know.
What do you mean?

I didn't get past
a quick neuro assessment.

No head scans? No bloods?
AMY: It's my fault.

Brendan wanted to make sure
his friends were OK

before he let us examine him.

Alright, then we need
everything done.

X-rays, bloods, the lot.

He's obviously hit his head but
his pupils are equal and reactive.

I doubt the head injury's
causing the collapse.

Hey, you need to leave that on.

(BRENDAN GRUNTS)
Brendan!

We did things your way
and look how it turned out.

I call the shots now. OK?
Tell me what's happening.

What are you feeling?
Pain.

Where is it?
Everywhere.

JO: So...

..having fun yet?

(MACHINE BEEPS)

What now?
Asystole.

He's going into hypovolemic shock
from the blood loss.

Adrenaline. 1 milligram.

That's him with our children.

Uh-huh.

Cute.
Mmm. Yes.

I didn't even tell them
there'd been an accident.

If something happens to their father,
I haven't prepared them.

You can't think that way.

Your husband is alive.
That's what you keep hold of.

OK?

I'm trying, I really am,
but until I see him...

It's hard to stay positive but that
is what you have to do right now.

He's such a beautiful man.

He'd give you the clothes
off his back.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

Yeah. Come on.

On three. One, two, three.

Right.

Stop.

STEVE: Let's move it.

How is he?

He was impaled on a pipe
and we had to cut him out of there.

He's lost a ton of blood
and he's arrested twice.

That good, eh? Well, let's get him
off that thing and onto this bed.

On my three. One, two, three.

OK. I want full bloods...
Yep.

..including an urgent crossmatch,
group and hold.

Yeah. Someone should tell his wife.
I'll do that, if that's OK.

Not while you're covered with her
husband's blood. Besides, you stink.

I was standing in water on a fishing
boat, Frank. Of course I stink.

Then go and get cleaned up.
You OK here?

Yeah. I'll be fine.

Somebody should still tell his wife.

Not yet. Let's see if we can
get him stabilised first.

Right. I'll need an arterial line
and let's get him catheterised.

Mm-hm.

Brain bleed.

Look at its location.
It's near the basal ganglia.

It's nowhere near the head lac.
It doesn't make any sense.

No. It doesn't.

What are you doing? Looking for ID.

Maybe next of kin can tell us if he
has an underlying medical condition.

Good thinking. If not,
ask the friend. She might know.

(MACHINE BEEPS)

BP and heart rate's
through the roof.

Give me 5 milligrams metoprolol,
5 milligrams hydralazine.

What does that do?

Hopefully, stop him going
into full cardiac arrest.

Have you got any idea
what's going on?

It's time to get Frank.
Yeah.

How fast was the deterioration?

He was a little bit shaky but alert,
oriented to time and place.

Next thing we know, he's like this.
Could be an allergic reaction.

We hadn't given him any medication
at that point.

Allergic to something
in the water, maybe?

You said he was in intense pain.
Yeah.

Frank, would it...
Where are you going?

Jo. That's your name, isn't it - Jo?
Yeah.

I need to smell your uniform.

Oi!
Come here. Come here.

Mate, you right?!

Hmm.
Jesus!

I think we're dealing
with Irukandji syndrome.

What?

It's a complication
from jellyfish stings.

Poisonous jellyfish
only live in salt water.

Which our paramedic friend
over here is soaked in

so wherever that boat was,
the water was very salty.

Frank, you...

Do you wanna stand around
arguing about it

or do you want to treat him
before he dies?

I'm voting for the treatment.

Can I talk to him?
MIKE: For a moment. Yeah.

Sam!

I love you.

God, you scared the hell out of me.

I didn't think
you were going to come back.

They need to take him
to theatre now.

Promise me you'll look after him.
I promise.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

I spent the whole day worrying he was
gonna die out there on his own.

I couldn't think of anything worse.

Hey. How's he doing?

Well, we're hoping
we worked it out in time.

Oh, crap!

I was supposed to send this stuff
up to ICU with him.

Now Dr West will have something else
to lecture me about.

Well, I don't know who Dr West is

but I can take it for you
if you want.

I wouldn't mind following up
with Brendan.

Awesome.

Look, I'm Amy, by the way.

Jo.
Hey.

Hi.

Oh, great minds think alike.

Right now he's in an induced coma
and he's likely to stay that way

for at least a few days.

And then he'll be OK?

Well, there's no specific treatment
for the jellyfish sting itself

so if we can control the symptoms,

the toxins should slowly
work their way out of his system.

Thank you.

JO: That's good news.

And when he wakes up,
I'll be right here.

You did just hear the bit about him
being in a coma for a few days.

Doesn't matter. I'll still be here.

Because the second
he opens his eyes,

I'm gonna tell him
I'm in love with him.

Good for you.

I just hope he feels the same way.

You should take a look at this.

It was sticking out of his backpack.

Why didn't he give it to me?

Maybe you can ask him that
when he wakes up.

So this whole action thing you've got
going on, it's just a front, right?

Underneath you're a romantic.
Shut up.

It's nothing to be ashamed of.
I said "shut up".

I can take you in a fight.
You know that, don't you?

(LAUGHS)

I have no doubt in my mind.

Good.

I was wrong. There is no way
that me and Bart are gonna play nice.

I just thought you should know.
What is it with you two?

Ask him. He's hated me since the day
that I started here.

He hates me even more now
that I'm back.

He hates everything at the moment.

Yeah, well, he shouldn't
take it out on me.

And you've done nothing
to provoke it?

Nothing at all?

OK. I guess, I kind of overrode him
with a patient.

You guess?

It's not the point.
It's exactly the bloody point.

You wouldn't do it to
any other doctor. Why do it to him?

(PAGER BEEPS)

Whatever the bloody reason,
you'd better work it out and quick.

I can't have you two
at each other's throats every day.

Well?

I got your page.

Yeah. I figured that,
given that you're here.

Your impaled man's doing well,
I hear.

Yeah. The pipe missed every
major organ by that. Go figure.

Oh. Well, four casualties, four wins.
That's not a bad day's work.

Yeah. It was good.

Very good.

And, uh, you've sorted out
your girlfriend, have you?

Yeah. She's gonna move up here.
Oh! Good for you.

Hey, Frank...

..what do you think
about this place?

Why? Are you thinking of living here?

Juliet might have something
to say about that.

No, no.

Cut to the chase, will you, Vlasek?

I don't have the stamina
for guessing games.

I'm gonna set up
a medical response unit,

run it out of here.

Just like that.

Mm-hm.

Just like that.

(CHUCKLES)