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Oh, no. Oh, my God, oh, my God. Mummy, don't go!

Just stay there, just stay there. Don't move.

Dad! That's my dad, that's my father in there.

I just need to see him for one second!

MAN: I think the driver's dead.

MAN: I'll phone an ambulance.

WOMAN: Somebody's coming, it's going to be OK.

Samantha, Samantha!

Samantha, I told you not to move.

Seal off this area, get rid of these gawpers, take everyone away.

And we need SOCO here ASAP.

Look at them, some of them are taking pictures on their bloody mobiles.

Get them right back or preferably somewhere else.

SIREN WAILS

Harry Cunningham, Pathologist. DI Lawlor. A bit unusual this, two bodies in one coffin.

I take it it's not just a mix-up.

DS Sanger. No. That's Jason Arney the Funeral Director.

He's as shocked as anyone.

Do we know who he is? No.

The old lady whose funeral he gatecrashed is Ethel Mortimer.

Ms Huston? That's right.

Leo Dalton.

The body has been identified to me as that of Ellie Harris.

Aged two years.

We don't normally have surgeons watching our work.

So it's a bit of a first for both of us then, isn't it?

Ethel Mortimer was your grandmother?

When did she die?

A week ago. On the 7th.

I'm sorry to have to do this, but how did she die?

She was 80. She'd just had enough.

He has a head fracture, whoever he is.

This man in the coffin, did you know him?

Seen him anywhere before?

Who is he? We don't know, not yet.

I want to bury my grandmother. Of course.

Can we get it sorted now?

There are certain things we have to do.

I want her buried.

I'm sorry.

She's now part of a crime scene.

Head circumference,

52 centimetres.

Top to toe, total height

So she died post operatively. That's right.

Why did she need an operation? Do you want me to make a statement?

No. Or is this an underhand way of getting me to say I made a mistake?

I was just interested.

Right, good.

There are no other lines or canulae present.

The child has recently undergone major surgery.

To remove a massive abdominal tumour, neuroblastoma.

Located? Paraspinal.

Mets were already present, though the spinal canal extension

we discovered in theatre wasn't picked up pre-op.

Now this is unusual.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hello? "Leo, we have one funeral but three corpses."

Is this the, um, the RTA you're at?

"Yeah, and we have three bodies, one in a vehicle and two in a coffin."

Two in a coffin? "Thought I'd let you know."

Yeah, well, I'll see you in a bit.

You do know who Alice Huston is, don't you?

Yeah, she's a paediatrician. No, she's not A paediatrician,

she is THE paediatrician.

Right. What's she like?

Well, you'll find out in a minute.

The child developed Abdominal Compartment Syndrome.

Renal failure was on the cards,

maintaining her blood pressure and ventilating her was proving difficult.

so I had to perform an abdominal decompression. Makes sense, yes?

I opened up the abdomen and guess what? There was no prolene mesh.

Why not? There hadn't been any delivered.

Cock-up with NHS logistics. But...

I can't control the delivery vans. So I did what I could.

I used the sterile intravenous bag as an expedient, stitched it to the wound edges.

Increasing the abdominal capacity and protecting the bowel. Exactly.

The plastic doesn't damage the bowel and it gives you breathing space

to resuscitate and stabilise.

But Ellie developed multi-organ failure, and we all know the result of that.

Now if you've got another way of dealing with that problem,

then I'd love to hear of it. No. It's brilliant.

It's just that,

well, if I'd stitched a plastic bag into a child, I'd be inclined to let someone know.

I'm letting you know now.

So who chose to use that particular funeral parlour?

I did. For what reason? Did you know them?

No. It was local family business. So you didn't know Jason Arney

or his father? No. How were they with you?

I dealt with the son.

He was very understanding. And the father?

I only met him today.

He smelt of alcohol.

I didn't think that was right at my gran's funeral.

Mr Harris?

Hi, I'm Nikki Alexander.

I'm the pathologist who's done the postmortem you requested on your daughter.

Do we need to wait for anyone else? No.

Right, well I wanted to let you know what I'll be telling the inquest.

I believe that the surgeon who performed the operation

did everything in her power, under the circumstances, to save your daughter's life.

I'm sure she did.

Then?

I could have had six more months with Ellie.

I could have seen her start her life but when someone tells you have two more years...

I'm sorry?

I want to know why Dr Huston said this operation would give Ellie at least two more years.

And now she's dead.

How do you decide which body you work on?

We do the one we look like most.

The coroner doesn't think we need to open

Ethel Mortimer and has requested an external examination only. Good.

Do we have any additional info?

Such as? Like how she died first time round?

Natural causes. Natural causes...

brought on by being eighty.

Is there any blood on her?

Emmm, not that I can immediately see, no.

So our John Doe had stopped bleeding by the time he was put into the coffin. Any idea when that was?

He wasn't there when Ethel was put in her coffin at 6pm yesterday.

OK, he's got fixed lividity on his back

so I'd say he'd was lying down for at least six hours after he died.

Which suggests he was kept somewhere before being put into the coffin.

And there are no blowfly eggs so it was an enclosed environment.

There is obviously this deep penetrating wound on the back of his head

and there is this white substance on his hair which I'll get analysed.

Hold on, sorry.

There's a mark on his cheek.

It looks like an imprint of something.

Yeah. Er, could we have a picture, please, Maria?

Could you close him up for me, Nigel?

Sorry are we boring you?

I'm watching Alice Huston operate at four. The Alice Huston? The Alice Huston.

Did you find anything out? Maybe.

So what have you found out here so far?

The blow to the head fractured the skull.

Causing lacerations to the brain. Any idea what caused it?

Er, no. But the injury is about three and a half centimetres across.

Any ID? No, drew a blank on the fingerprints.

We do know there was bruising to the ribs and chest consistent with being punched.

But there's no cuts or swelling to the knuckles,

so he either didn't fight back, or someone stopped him trying.

Now this is intriguing - his right shoe was missing and we know the sock was worn through,

and there are abrasions to the heel, with grit embedded in them so I think he might have been dragged.

Also the septum is perforated and there are no inflammations or tumours,

so I think this guy had a serious coke habit.

Actually, hold on.

He's even left us a sample.

There you go, mate, keep the change.

Bring them out. Start lining them up from the far side of the room.

What the hell's going on here?

Put these back in the fridge - they can't stay out here!

We have to confirm their identity. These are people's relatives,

their loved ones. You can't do this. Sorry, no choice.

I'd be interested to hear how you get on and, er, if there is anything else we can do to help.

We try to operate an open door policy here.

Sit down. Thanks.

Local, please.

Not so hard, Alan -

you're all right at the liver there. OK, thanks.

I'm going to infiltrate the pedicle before we clamp. BP rising.

You all right, Daisy?

You're doing brilliantly.

What's she doing?

Bowel resection.

Using a local?

The child remains awake throughout the operation. It's like an epidural.

Is that common practice now?

No. Alice is the only one using this method at the moment.

The patient, Daisy,

she has a heart condition - a general would be too risky.

BP still rising. I want to stop.

We're nearly there, Daisy.

I don't care. I want to stop.

OK. Linda, wet pack, please. Imogen, I need you to take over.

I want you to hold this on the bowel for a moment. Gently.

That's it, gently.

Do you actually like this music? Yeah.

Ever seen them play? No.

You understand why we have to do this operation, don't you, Daisy? And the worst of it's over.

We're very nearly there. If you let me finish, next year, I'll take you to see them play.

Serious? Absolutely.

Good girl.

Claire. Claire's going to hold your hand for the rest of the op, OK?

How are you getting on? OK. Yeah? I actually quite like this band.

How we doing now? It's coming down. Right, OK. Stapler, please.

Alan, will you please check first thing.... Ms Huston, have you got a minute?

As long as you can walk and talk.

That was, um, well, I've never seen that before.

No-one else would operate on Daisy. A general would've been too much of a strain on her heart.

This way she gets a chance. It's still a strain, though, isn't it?

A manageable one.

I have spoken to Ellie Harris' father.

Well, hopefully you told him I was trying to save his daughter and not kill her.

Of course. He did mention though that, um, you told him

that with the operation you expected Ellie to live for another two years?

I told him there was a chance of it, with the procedure I used.

According to my research, only a very small chance. It was a new technique. It could have worked.

But it didn't. No.

It's this business. When Ms Huston is trying to save a child,

the parents only hear what they want to hear. Is this really about Ellie Harris?

Yes, what else would it be about?

This is a hospital - it could be about anything.

You're Jason Arney, right? Yeah. DI Lawlor. Are you the person responsible for all this?

I'm responsible for finding out why there were two bodies in your coffin.

And you think that's something to do with me? Your funeral parlour, your coffin.

My father has died!

The man in the coffin? They've already shown me a photo. I've never seen him before.

Your father worked in here with the cadavers? Yes.

Who collected the body from the hospital? He did.

My dad. Look, I don't know what you've heard,

it's no secret my father never liked this business but he did respect it.

He respected the dead. Found anything?

Nothing. We're enquiring at the hospital where the old woman died,

in case there's some mix up at that end. Which hospital? St Matthews.

He'll come here and see you. He doesn't do that for most people, I tell you. I don't need a lawyer, Dad.

Alice, this is the second set of parents trying to sue you. The hospital has lawyers.

And you trust them? Of course. Well, I wouldn't.

This hospital doesn't want you here - they've made that clear.

They've never come out and said it. They don't need to.

Look at the work you do and then look at the facilities they give you.

That's the NHS. When we get to the new place... And you think you'll be going there?

They'll try to ditch you. I'm getting this man to come and see you.

What's the name of these latest parents?

His name's Ashley Harris. I'll find out what I can about him. Dad, no.

I'm not letting some person who can't even appreciate what you've done for them ruin your career.

Alice, she's back now. Great.

Where's bigwig, make sure he doesn't eat that flower.

Hey you, how are you feeling? OK.

She's did really well.

Are you going to tell your mum about your troll?

Perfect place to store a corpse, as we know.

Stephen Arney could have attacked our John Doe, then hidden the body in there.

Is this a TAF fridge? Um...

Yep. Oh, it must be quite old. Only pre-1960 models have this inscription.

Think I must have missed that training day. Your training was pre-1960.

We should check this against the imprint on our John Doe's cheek. Guys. They've found something.

Photo, please.

Yes, thanks.

Blood.

He's not on our DNA database, so we can't identify him.

The only thing we know about our John Doe at the moment

is that at some point he was in a fridge in the funeral parlour.

Now this is the imprint on his cheek.

Mean anything to anyone?

Not really, we checked the logo from the fridge, it's close but not a match. Anything else?

Yeah, this is, er...

a scan of his head.

As you can see, the edge of the wound at the back of the skull is wider than the wound inside.

So what ever caused it must have tapered down.

Can you tell whether it was inflicted or he fell onto an object?

If he had just been struck on the head

we'd only expect to see bruising here, where the blow landed.

But there is bruising on the opposite side

so the brain was literally shaken inside the skull, suggesting he fell. This could still be an accident.

He receives a fatal head injury then trips into someone else's coffin.

An accident doesn't immediately spring to my mind.

The white stuff in his hair was just plain old whitewash.

And the gravel from the heel? Plain old gravel. The substance in his nose was cocaine,

but with an added ingredient - it was mixed with a benzodiazepine.

Which is? There are various forms of the drug, but here it was temazepam.

Which I've managed to fix to an actual brand name - Alorpax.

Now Alorpax is new, and there's only one outlet that's been dispensing it for any length of time. Which is?

St Matthews Hospital. That's where Ethel Mortimer died.

Are you sure this a good idea, ma'am?

Doctors and coppers don't mix - they always think we're overstepping the mark.

Pathologists are doctors they speak the lingo.

Can you bring up all the doctors who have prescribed Alorpax?

Yeah, sure.

How many is that? About twenty,

including Alice Huston.

We'll start showing the photo around the wards. Let us know how you get on.

OK. It is curious though, isn't it? Yes, but it doesn't prove anything.

I'm still going to ask her about it. No, you're not. I am. I'm telling you, you're not.

You're telling me? You are looking into the Ellie Harris case.

This is something completely different. You don't like each other

so you wouldn't get anything out of her.

And you think she'll like you? It's not beyond the bounds of plausibility.

Are you going to enchant her with your special magic? It has been known. Now go away.

Go away.

Go on. Antibiotics, now once she is back on the ward...

Alice Huston? I'm Dr Harry Cunningham. I'm a forensic pathologist. Christ not another one.

I was wondering if I could have a word?

Could we make this quick, please? As you can see I'm very busy,

and I've already spoken to both your colleagues - the blonde one twice.

This is about something entirely unconnected.

Oh. So I've done something else which requires the scrutiny of a forensic pathologist?

Does the name James Fetherton mean anything to you? No. Are you sure? Not an old patient you've forgotten?

I never forget any of my patients, they're very important to me.

Quite. Do you ever prescribe Alorpax? Do I ever prescribe Alorpax? It's a tablet form of temazepam.

I know what it is. Well, do you ever prescribe it?

It's obvious, that being a consultant who deals exclusively with children,

I'd never administer temazepam as a tablet. Only in a syrup or a rectal infusion. Correct.

Yes. That's what my blonde colleague found odd.

Do you think we could make this even quicker? Certainly.

Why have you, who deals exclusively with children,

been prescribing Alorpax to James Fetherton, who you claim not to know?

I haven't. Hospital records say you have.

Three times in the last four months, quite large quantities.

Do you know this man? No.

Do you think you could take a closer look, please?

I'm sorry to state the obvious again, but he is dead,

having suffered severe trauma to the skull, so his appearance may have altered.

Never seen him round the hospital?

This way.

Please...

You realise what you're saying, Claire?

You're admitting falsifying prescriptions?

Do you want to tell me why?

Jamie was under a lot of... You mean James Fetherton? Yes.

He was under a lot of pressure at work.

What did he do? He headed up a sales team at an IT company.

He had targets, if they weren't met...

And so you stole some of Dr Huston's prescriptions and wrote out what he wanted.

He'd been to his doctor, who just told him to rest.

Who's idea was the tamazepam?

Mine...

I'm not sure.

Did you also know he was using cocaine?

Yeah, we dabbled at weekends.

James was more than dabbling, I assure you. He had a serious coke habit.

A very serious one. When was the last time you saw him?

A week ago, last Wednesday. He then disappeared and you decided to keep it to yourself.

It wasn't like that. Claire, the fella you live with disappeared for a whole week and you say nothing.

Yes. What do you take us for?

'What do you take me for?

'Eh? You think I'm stupid?

'I know your game!'

We'd had an argument.

What about?

Do I have to say? No, it's fine - make it more awkward for yourself.

It was about Alan Peters.

He's the SHO I work with. I'd been seeing him and Jamie found out.

And you fought? 'Dirty whore!'

Fought...

he hit you, you hit him.

Yeah. Where did you hit him? I don't remember.

And after you fought what happened?

He stormed off. For a whole week?

Yes. Is that usual him going AWOL for a week?

Yeah, no...I mean he'd, he'd just do that sometimes -

he'd go off for a few days. Never a week? No. One or two days? Maybe.

Yeah. Storming off for a week!

the man in your life leaves for a whole week and you do nothing.

I've already told you... You're trying it on.

You see the thing I can't get past...

is you not reporting him missing.

Is that silly of me?

How long's it been going on, Claire?

Scars...

cigarette burns...

you've had a number of broken bones.

Was this all down to Jamie?

Why don't you tell me what really happened?

Jamie found out about Alan Peters,

there was an argument,

and this time you couldn't take the abuse any more. You fought back.

Jamie got hurt. You and Mr Peters decided to cover it up. That's what happened, isn't it?

No. Who did you persuade at the funeral parlour to put him in Ethel Mortimer's coffin?

No-one.

That's my father. We thought we'd make doubly sure, in the circumstances.

It will come out at the inquest that he'd been drinking.

I thought you should know. Thanks.

You don't seem very surprised.

I'm not.

He had a big problem fifteen years ago. He gave it up...

didn't touch a drop until last week. What happened last week?

No idea.

Tuesday was his AA meeting night.

Off he went same as usual,

came back drunk as a skunk.

Bloody idiot.

Yeah, I understand, yeah, of course.

Have you found anything? Well, she's certainly way ahead of anyone else in her field. I did tell you.

And the operations she's doing are groundbreaking. But?

Well, some of the parents, like Ashley Harris, are being encouraged

to put their children through these operations. Encouraged?

Are you suggesting that she's exaggerating the likelihood of success? Why? I have no idea.

Do you have any statistics? The mortality rates in her unit last year were significantly higher

than in similar units in Manchester, Glasgow, Birmingham and Bristol.

She might just be taking higher risk referrals? She might just be taking higher risks.

Nothing wrong with that necessarily. So long as she's not actually lying to the parents. Is she?

I'm not sure she isn't.

Mr and Mrs Davis?

Yes. Leo Dalton.

Hi. Would you like to come through.

Thanks for seeing us.

And Daniel was how old when he died?

Just eighteen months.

We waited a long time for a child and...

And that didn't have anything to do with his problem. And Alice Huston was his consultant throughout? Yes.

We couldn't have asked for anyone better.

So you've no reservations about the treatment she gave Daniel? No.

She gave Daniel a chance.

Nobody else was interested.

They'd just...written him off.

Alice was the only one...

You don't know how important that was.

After she approached us

about the operation

we thought...

at least somebody wants to do something.

So you don't feel she overstated her chances of success? No.

And your colleague... Nikki Alexander? Yes.

She doesn't do herself any favours

trying to stir stuff up against Alice.

We got these from your flat.

Seems your boyfriend had a few money problems.

A big coke habit is expensive.

Did he want you to bail him out,

was that just another problem?

I...

Did you just want your money back?

Did Alan ask for it back for you?

He said there'd been a mix up at the bank -

they hadn't paid in his salary and he'd get it back to me in a couple of days.

That wasn't going to happen, was it?

That is unless there was another source of cash.

Do you know if there was somewhere else he could have got cash from?

She certainly had a clear motive.

Poor girl. Seems unlikely that she could've caused the kind of bruising found on Jamie Fetherton.

And been disposed of the body herself. Could she have had help?

Peters? Maybe. Any link with the funeral parlour?

No, nothing so far.

We do know that Ethel Mortimer was taken from the hospital to the funeral parlour.

And Jamie has links with the hospital. You think he was killed there? Check it out tomorrow.

Right. I'll talk to Peters. Can I have a word?

I spoke to some parents earlier on today who were more than happy

with the treatment that their son received from Alice Huston. So?

We already know she is extremely well thought of in her profession, her work is open and above board.

The hospital were happy for you to observe an operation. Assuming they didn't have another agenda.

Such as? Well, perhaps they are not so keen on her either.

And they are not going to like people complaining - maybe they are hoping I'll uncover something.

Equally they might just think that she's fantastic. The point is that not everybody is complaining.

Leo, you've spoken to one set of parents.

Who actually asked if they could come and speak to me.

I've spoken to plenty more who were extremely unhappy,

and presumably the ones you saw, their child survived. No. No, as a matter of fact he died.

When she approached them, they were given a very realistic indication of the chances. She approached them?

They said it gave them hope, although it was short-lived.

Yeah, she approached them. Oh, so she goes looking for business?

It might be pushy but it's not a crime.

Leo she is touting for children to try out her new methods and techniques, to experiment on! Enough.

Please. You're letting this become personal.

I'm only trying to find out the truth. Are you serious? Just tell me.

I didn't kill him! You were the last...

You were the last one to see him.

Anybody could have seen him after me.

So what happened?

There was some pushing and shoving. That's all.

The police have been questioning me for hours.

What did you tell them? The truth! What do you think I told them? And?

They think I did it. They think I killed him.

Who'd have blamed you. Oh, God that really doesn't help right now. The man was an animal. Alan!

I know I didn't kill him. I'm just trying to figure out who did.

Does it matter? He's out of the way - that's the good bit.

Don't touch me.

If they start asking questions... Imogen, they won't ask questions about Sam Reed.

I wouldn't be too sure. They'll dig up any bit of dirt that they can.

Imogen, just answer their questions as simply as you can.

Now the quicker they get back to the morgue the better.

It's going to be all right.

Over here!

Alice, you've got a visitor.

How can I help you?

Sorry, I didn't realise you were about to go in...

would it be all right to talk to you later, after the operation? You can talk to me now if you like.

Are you sure? Yes.

Who's the patient?

Betsy Fisher.

Six days old. Collapsed lung and I'm repairing a duct in her heart.

How is it that you end up with all the unusual cases? Because I'm an unusual surgeon.

Tell me how it works, do the parents of the patients always come to you

or do you sometimes go looking for them?

What are you doing here?

I asked Claire to come into theatre purely as an observer.

An observer who's about to scrub in. Haven't you been suspended?

Claire's my theatre nurse and it's far more important to me that she's here

during these operations then a matter of a few illegal drugs.

You know your jeopardising any case that might be made for her by asking her anywhere near this hospital.

she's on bail in a murder case, or doesn't that worry you?

It would if for one minute I thought she had anything to do with it!

I know her, like I know all my team.

You didn't know she was writing prescriptions under your name.

I don't think you know her.

I don't think you know them. Actually, I don't think you give a damn about them,

these children, anyone or anything except what goes on in there that improves your reputation.

Where are you going now? You gonna report me for handing her a scalpel? Any other shit you want me in?

I am trying to keep you out of shit, Claire. Why did you attack my boss?

Then why are you defending her? She didn't know about the prescriptions.

That is exactly my point, she didn't.

Did she know that Jamie used to beat you up?

Did she know that you were seeing Alan?

Did she know Jamie was missing, or who he is really?

Does she care anything about you except that she wants you in theatre because you are a very good nurse?

I am a good nurse.

I know you are, I've seen you. I love my job.

It's the one solid thing in my life.

But what hope you have of keeping that job you love so much depends on you not putting a foot wrong.

I'm really sorry if I embarrassed you in there.

But you need to start looking after yourself a little bit.

Otherwise you will find that you are the one person in your life who is not controlling it.

Yeah, well, there's...

there's some blood and what could be hair on one of these garden posts.

And I found some whitewash on a wall in a basement corridor which looks like it could

match the whitewash in his hair. Hold on.

I'm asking the chief executive of this hospital for a full enquiry.

Leo, I'm going to call you back. What's happened?

I could forgive her condescension and her arrogance, but she was about to make Claire Kowalski

assist her in an operation despite being suspended. OK. But didn't? Only because I stopped it.

She didn't seem to see any problem. I know that she can be a bit imperious.

She's like Cleopatra with PMT.

Possibly. I don't know you might be right

but I think she might be a genius. So we have to indulge her until we find out?

Perhaps. And how many failed operations...?

Remember Christiaan Barnard, doing the first heart transplant in 196... 1967. All right.

Do you remember the patient? No. Lewis Washkansky. A fifty-three year-old man. He was the first.

Now they happen all over the world, every day, thousands and thousands of them, year after year.

But Lewis Washkansky died after eighteen days. Was that a success?

Should it have been stopped because it was a risk? Washkansky was an adult. I know.

I know.

I want to talk to her. Will you let me do that? If you think it will achieve anything.

OK. I'll meet you, I'll meet you in the canteen in an hour or so. OK.

What are these?

That's Ellie Harris's father.

What have you been doing? I...

I got a detective to follow him. Why?

Catch him doing something that shows him as a disreputable character. Dad!

The only person who's going to look disreputable from all of this is you.

Alice, I can't let them bring you down. They won't.

KNOCK ON DOOR Yes? Have you got a minute? Sorry.

Sorry, Dad, do you mind?

Er, no. I'll wait for you.

And how can I help you now, Doctor Cunningham?

Just cut the bullshit for a minute, would you? Stop talking like you are wearing a flak jacket.

What is it that you are so desperate to say? At the best of times, the work you do is controversial. Yes?

Some people seem to think so. And you dismiss them. I have to.

No you don't. And this is not the best of times.

A man has been found dead, in very suspicious circumstances,

who turns out to have been the boyfriend of your nurse. That is very sad, but none of my business.

It is, she was obtaining drugs for him under your name.

You know, she, she'd been going out with him for two years, I think and you'd never even heard of him.

I should be punished for not taking a prurient interest in the private lives of my staff?

You will be punished for anything a lawyer can get you on.

There is a fog around you and your team,

they don't understand what you do, which scares them.

And I don't think you always see out.

Do you think the work I do is important?

Yes, very. Do you think the work anyone else does is important?

I try to save lives.

And every day I get better at it and I would be even better if I didn't have to waste my time...

With the plodders? Traffic wardens coming in checking what you've done?

Yes, if you like. Look, the world goes wrong for some people.

Children get ill, they get brought to you perhaps you save them.

The world is right again. Hurray. Or they die. So they get sent to us.

Because people want to know why. Why?

Is that not a fair question to ask?

We got these from your flat.

Seems your boyfriend had a few money problems.

What's happened?

What's happened now?

Nothing, it's OK?

Eh, what's this?

It's just been a long day.

There's just this baby, this baby called Sam.

It's just really hard.

How hard?

I can't tell you. Come on.

No, I can't.

Please, babe, just tell me.

If I do,

do you promise not to tell anyone?

Course.

Course, I do.

Claire? I shouldn't have asked you to come to theatre. It was wrong.

It's not about that. I let you down. Forget about the prescriptions.

It's not about the bloody prescriptions!

I'm so sorry. Claire.

Claire! You all right?

Dad, whatever it is, right now I don't need it.

MOBILE RINGS

Hello?

Yeah.

No, I'm still here. Why?

OK.

Where?

No, I'll find it.

I'll see you there.

Claire?

Where are you, I thought we were meeting in the canteen?

I'm in the hospital basement. What are you doing in the basement?

Claire called and asked me to meet her down here. Can you come down? OK, I'll come and find you.

Thanks.

Nikki!

Uhhhh!

BONES CRACK

Claire?

Claire?

Claire!

Hello. Harry. Where, where are you? I've just found Claire's bag.

You what? Her bag? Yeah, everything is spilled out of it, but I don't know where she is.

CRACKLING Hello? Harry?

Harry, are you there?

I can't really hear you and I have absolutely no idea where you are.

So if you can just give me some kind of landmark. Describe something. Hello? Hello?

Harry! Just stay where you are until I find you.

(Please, can you come and find me now?)

Hello?

Hello? Can't hear you. Hello?

I can see Claire! You're with Claire now?

Something's happened to her.

Can you hear me? Call an ambulance, she's lying on the floor.

Nikki! Claire?

Oh, my God, Harry, she's not breathing.

Harry, can you hear me? Harry, are you there?

CRACK!