All language subtitles for The Royal s01e07 Crash

I need someone in my life. I need a girl
to hold me tight.

Someone to make me feel, make me feel
alright.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

And won't somebody tell me what I've
done wrong.

Woke up this morning feeling fine.

There's something special on my mind.

Last night I met a new girl in the
neighborhood.

Morning, David.

Morning.

Something tells me I'm into something.

You and, um, Staff Nurse Taylor enjoy
the restaurant in Appaloo last night?

Uh, yes, we did. Apart from the fat chap
murdering Tosca. Yes, but that fat chap

we're talking about happens to be a
patient, am I?

What, he's been on to you already?

Well, you know, he's not only the worst
tenor in the world, he's also an

obsessive hypochondriac and a very
enthusiastic gossip.

This is a very small town, David.

News travels fast.

The young doctor, the beautiful nurse,
the knocky.

Knocky wasn't on the menu.

Uh -huh.

Excuse me, Gordon. Shout.

Mel, have you got a moment?

Not now.

It's important.

I'm really late.

I'll be late.

What name is it, please? That's it.

I beg your pardon?

Bernard Hussey, transitional management
group.

I'll tell Mr Middleditcher here.

Hold on.

Name tags.

Make one out for each member of staff.
First name, last name, job, and then

we'll all know who we are.

I know that already.

I don't. I'll see my own way through.

Don't worry, Mr M. I'll make sure...
Hey!

Ah, Mr Hussey.

The vanguard of the new regime.

Oh, I'm the assistant administrator.

Quite so, as you said in your memo. Let
me introduce Ken Hopkirk, our head

porter. Mr.

Middleditch has explained to you about
the new stationery.

No, but do you want me to order some
more, as a matter of fact, my cousin...

This is the stationery we'll be using
henceforth.

Invoices, port ledger, petty cash, store
stockings.

What am I supposed to do with these?

I'm sure you'll find a use.

They were over in the street.

Mr. Greengrass, are you back again?

No. I'm on memorial answer to him,
Rupert.

Could you put Dr. Light's home, please?

How can we be of assistance to you and
your great work, Mr. Harvey?

I intend to shadow you for today.

That should help decide how to allocate
tasks in future.

With the changeover, we intend to
introduce a larger management team to

efficiency. I see.

How much larger?

Five, six.

I can't imagine what you'll all do.

That's why I'm here.

Now, what is on your schedule for today?

My schedule?

Well, Dr. Alway is retiring today, and I
have got to write a speech for his

farewell party at lunchtime.

Do you really intend to sit there and
watch me?

If you don't mind.

When I was in chemicals, we always found
this type of exercise invaluable.

I'm beginning to understand why you'll
need five or six people to do my job.

You don't think it would be more useful
to introduce yourself to the medical

staff?

Meet the troops.

Excellent idea.

My loss will be there again.

After all, we've really been here since
1937.

I hope so.

I'm not having it engraved again.

Can I help?

Uh, Hussie Transitional Management.

It's concerning your flat.

Yes? Well, currently the hospital
doesn't have an accounts office, and

at the plans, Matron's accommodation
would seem to be the optimum site.

You want me to move out of my flat?

You wouldn't want to live in an accounts
office, would you?

When you come to know the Royal a little
better, you will see that Matron needs

to be on call 24 hours a day.

That is why she has a flat in the
hospital.

When I was in chemicals, I always found
there was a tendency for middle

management to believe they were
indispensable, but they never are.

I leave you to your important work.

They can't move you out of your flat.
That's outrageous.

No, that is the shape of things to come.

Knocked me back.

Dr. Cheriton?

Reminds me of that Tom Jones song.

You know, a green, green grass is home.

Check him over once he's settled.

Thank you, Doctor.

Alan, you can put those in the store.

Ken, those, please. Thank you.

Mr. Greengrass.

Sister Bridget, I thought I'd died and
gone to heaven.

There may be some chance of the former,
but I wouldn't count on the latter.

What do you mean? You're not an angel.

No, but I need the patience of one where
you're concerned.

Where's my clothes?

You're not going anywhere. Stay put.

Now, you know the drill, Mr Greengrass?

Open wide.

I hope that's been washed.

What's up with you?

Follow this up on Milner.

Right by Greengrass's bed.

300 quid.

Must have fallen out of his coat.

Did you see it fall out?

No. No, neither did I. So, it's lost
property until someone can prove it

to them.

Yeah, but if we know it's his, it's
thieving, isn't it?

No, no, no.

It's playing it by the book.

Sister, what's your last name?

I've got one.

But for the badge, I have to put first
name, last name, job.

Put first name, sister, last name,
Bridget.

What about job?

Sister.

Sister, Bridget, sister.

It don't look right.

Doesn't matter. I won't be wearing it.

Good morning, Lizzie.

Dr. Alway, how are you? All the better
for seeing you.

Will you be needing a name tag since I
met you last day?

Um, no.

And if doctors are having to wear name
tags, I'm very glad it is my last day.

Did you know about Mr. Hussey's plan for
my flat?

I'm sorry, I should have mentioned it.
But I rather doubt if anything will come

of them.

I don't see how I can do my job.

Not the way I want to, if I have to
move.

We all have to adapt, I'm afraid.

I'm not really the adapting type.

I'd like to offer my resignation.

I'm sorry, but I can't accept it.

I'll put it in writing.

I really think it's for the best.

Meryl, you don't know what Matron's name
is, do you?

She doesn't need a name. She's just
Matron.

I think Mr Huffy's going to have to have
a word with her.

I don't think that's such a good idea
either.

No teasing to them. Keeping my head
down.

We just can't seem to keep you away, can
we, Mr. Greengrass?

That's all down to Sister Bridget,
Doctor.

I was missing her tender, loving care
and beautiful smile.

Oops.

Yes. Now, Dr. Cheriton has very
generously handed you over to me.

He suggests you might be anemic, so I'm
afraid we're going to have to take some

blood from you.

Yes.

I'm used to that.

People are always after it.

Sister Bridget. I'd be delighted.

So tell me, what have you been up to?
Nothing too strenuous, I trust?

The odd parachute jump. Climbed a couple
of mountains, swam the channel.

Nothing special.

Yes, well, Sister Bridget said you were
exhausted when you arrived here.

It was probably why I was falling over a
lot.

I thought it was the drink.

I hope you've got a license for that.

What are you doing?

Hello,

Mr Ross.

I gave you a name badge.

We all have to wear them now.

Don't worry.

I'll fill it in.

Oh, thanks.

Are you looking for something?

Oh, er... I'm feeling a bit cold because
I don't feel too good. You're not

looking very well.

That's why you should be in bed. Come
on.

Come on.

Cheers.

Thank you.

We haven't met.

I'm Hussey. And you are? Dr. Crippen. At
your service.

And what do you do?

Cut people out.

I got a letter this morning.

I've been offered a new job.

You've hardly been here five minutes.
Before I applied here, I was interviewed

for a search post in London.

I didn't get it, but the first -choice
candidates pulled out, and now they've

offered the job to me.

It's a fantastic opportunity.

Well, congratulations.

Meryl, the thing is... Ladies and
gentlemen.

I don't want to miss this speech. Come
on.

Dr. Alway has asked me not to make a
speech.

But after working here for over 30
years, he will know that I never listen

advice from doctors.

Mr. Middleditch. Ah, you see? I'm being
heckled already.

This must be a record even for one of my
speeches.

It's an emergency.

Baraby Bridge.

A coach has crashed.

All heading for the same place?

Looks like it.

The other day... Well, we can't pretend
it didn't happen.

And there were reasons why we kissed.

Look, I really don't think this is the
right time.

Okay?

I just need you to know it doesn't
change the way I feel about you.

Well, like I said, it's my time.

Oh my goodness, look.

I'm concerned about this crash. The
police estimate there may be 30

The hospital can't possibly cope. So
will you turn the ambulances away at the

door, or shall I?

When I was in chemical, the golden rule
was never exceed capacity. In this

business, we have to be rather more
flexible, I'm afraid.

Baker, we'll need the night staff nurses
back on duty.

They're on their way. Well done.

Jim. Yes?

Where are you going?

Well, I can see how it is. I'll only be
in the way. You haven't retired yet. Mr.

Rose has agreed to stay because of the
emergency, and he needs an anaesthetist.

Well, what about Dr. Cheriton? Dr.
Cheriton is running casualty. Mr. Rose

expecting you.

Oh, dear, I wouldn't like to keep Mr.
Rose waiting. Absolutely.

Clear space in the consulting rooms,
like you said, but there's no beds.

Mr. Hussey, three consulting rooms,
three beds. Can you manage that?

Where do I get them?

I'm sure a man who's been in chemicals
for as long as you can work that out for

himself.

What happened? We reckon a brake stopped
for a bit.

Came down here, driver couldn't make the
brake. Lorry coming the other way.

How many are in the coach, do you think?

Don't know yet. Reckon there's a fair
few.

Who have you got out that looks
critical?

The driver's in a bad way. All right,
put him down here, please.

Take him now. No, no, no, no, no. We've
got to check him first. Don't want

anyone moving anybody till we've had a
chance to assess him.

And, Doctor, where are the rules? Can
you tell me your name?

Airway's clear.

Pulse is very fast.

He's living blood somewhere.

We can't risk it.

This man's a priority.

How long will it take you to get him
back to the Royal?

20 minutes. Well, he needs to be back
there in 15.

May I use your radio?

You may be able to pull the wool over
the doctor's eyes, but in my book, if

you're running around the ward, you're
not sick at all.

The doctor said I was only...
Malingering?

Now, we have a big emergency on today.
You are not to leave this bed. Is that

understood? The way I'm feeling, I don't
think I ever will.

Sister, Matron asked if you could come
to casualty.

Have you heard about Matron?

What about her?

She's answering the notice.

Nothing. I saw the letter.

You shouldn't go gossiping about it,
Lizzie.

But Matron can't leave.

Couldn't we talk to her?

Me? She won't take advice from me.

This is the coach, right? Yeah, we've
got the message. We'll take him straight

to the ticket.

Do you have any idea how many more we
should expect?

Fair number.

Not all as bad as him.

There's two more ambulances on the way.

Are they coping at the feet?

Just about.

I've seen some crashes down there, but
nothing like this.

It's a rat mess.

Well, good luck.

Ah, another customer.

Sister Bridget, who needs my help in
here? Right.

What was Dr. Ormerald's diagnosis?

I tend to agree.

Have you already, Dr. Ormerald?

We're going to patch you up, old chap.

Staff nurse, would you be so kind as to
fetch my tobacco pouch? I suspect this

will be a two -pipe operation.

You miss all this in London?

That's what I wanted to ask you about.

I've been to London twice, you know.

First time, I saw Santa Claus and Mr.
Holly at Selfridges.

Second time, it was Ken Dodd at the
Palladium.

I don't have much else to say about
London.

Do you want me to stay here?

What's that got to do with it?

Look, I'll see you later. You know what
his lordship gets like if he has to wait

for his tobacco.

You're doing fine.

I'll try not to be too long.

Jill!

Have you got any more splints? No, I
haven't. We're running out of plasma as

well. Well, see if I can get some more
tens out. Look, there's still people

inside here. They're going to be the
worst injured.

Well, let's get in there, then.

It seems there's a rumor going around
that you're resigning.

Is there?

I hope I'm not speaking out of turn,
but...

I'd be very sad that you go.

I've always thought that nursing's not a
job.

It's a vocation.

So did I.

But it would seem we're hopelessly old
-fashioned.

It's a job now.

Cut.

Thank you, Dr. Alway.

My pleasure, Dr.

Crippen.

Pity you're retiring just when you're
beginning to show some promise.

Perhaps it's best to quit while you're
at the top.

Hardly at the top.

Under the foothills, certainly.

What?

Hey, Claude.

You look as though you've lost a bit of
weight.

That's not all I've lost.

All right.

There.

Anything I can help you with?

Like what?

Well, you said you'd lost some of it.

Yes. I may have found some of it.

Oh, really?

Well, if the summit you've found is the
summit I've lost, I'd like it back,

please. Don't worry.

I'll cross your palm.

But the thing is, if I had found some of
it, I'd have to hand it straight over

to the police.

Oh, yeah.

And pigs might.

Well, I don't see as I have any choice.
I mean, you haven't reported anything

missing, have you?

No, but then again, I've not been well,
have I?

No.

Right, I'm Dr Weatherill. What's your
name?

Frank Oswald.

Hello there, Frank. Right, now, your
foot's trapped, so I'm going to give you

something for the pain, and then we're
going to try to get you out, all right?

Need any help?

Yeah, yeah, could you try to get round
to the other side just in case we're

booked?

What?

Let's have some hands there quickly,
please.

Looking for

something?

Mr Middleditch asked me to locate some
beds.

Well, you're not going to find them in
there.

There should be a store's inventory
listing the location of every item of

hospital property.

Don't need one.

It's all in here.

That's not good enough.

The first thing I noticed about this
hospital was a general reluctance to put

anything on paper.

Mr Middleditch isn't much of a one for
red tape.

Just likes to get the job done.

And I imagine that suits you very well,
doesn't it? You might even, as they say,

make a bobbitt you on the side.

I resent that.

And unless you've got some proof, you're
for the high jump.

£300 in that drawer. Where did this come
from?

Oh, that. Let's see.

I can explain that.

I found it.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hopkirk, but I wasn't
born yesterday.

I shall be bringing this to Mr.
Middleton's attention, and you may be

that's for the high jump.

What do you think?

It's almost severed. I think they're
going to have to amputate.

Poor kid.

We've got another one, Doctor.

We can get in through the side.

All right. I'll go. No, no. I'm not
behind you.

Why is nobody wearing name tags?

I've had other things to do. We're
running out of chairs.

I gave you specific instructions.

Kindly see to it. Would you be so kind
as to find Mrs.

Middleditch? I need someone to open the
safe for me. I can do that for you.

I see.

Then could you type up these notes by
the end of the afternoon?

How's it going?

Just wait until the next one. I can't
stay.

One minute.

It's about right for us, isn't it?

What is it? Three nights done, then off
to the bright light? No, just listen.

I haven't decided about taking the job
because there was something I needed to

know first.

I... I know we haven't known each other
that long.

But if I did come, would you come with
me?

What?

Doctor!

I'm sorry to spring this on you, but I
need to decide about the job today.

It's nice to be asked.

Right, what have we got?

His foot was crushed.

Someone get Mr Rose now.

I've lost the pole.

Let's get more fluid into him.

Can you get another drip ready?

Come on, how are we going to get this
opened?

I'm just going to get me gel at night.

You've seen it done in the films,
haven't you? I'll keep middle ditch out.

Alan. Yeah, come in. Hang on a minute.

My job's on the line here. Sorry.

I'm supposed to be in theatre.

Good

God,

he's got more lines coming in to him
than a telephone exchange.

I've found a pulse.

He's not going to die.

The matron has spoken. I assume the
Almighty is listening.

Almost certainly, if he's got any plans.

I think the anesthetic's wrong.

Mr. Middleditch. Ah, the very man I
wanted to see.

Have you got those beds yet? No, there's
something that's come up. I want those

beds now, before this hospital turns
into something reminiscent of the

War. But you're Mr.

Hopkin. The person I should have spoken
to in the first place.

Lizzie, can you find your father for me,
please?

you use a moth.

I'm a manager. Then kindly manage to
keep out of the way.

Dad?

Lizzie, I can't explain.

Mr. Middleditch needs you now.

Excellent. Could you give us the
combination of the safe?

Oh, I can't. That's confidential.

I know that.

It is a bit of an emergency.

There's a lot of an emergency out there.

And Mr. Middleditch said now.

Oh.

Could you hedge Dr. Onward, please?

This is his wife.

Do you want me to do that?

Yeah.

I just don't understand what she was
doing on this couch in the first place.

She never said she was... I'm sure she
had her reasons, Gordon.

And aside from the head wound, I really
can't see anything that's wrong with

her.

Right, I'll go and see what that
ambulance has got to.

Right.

How is he?

Oh, better than he was.

Just hope he wasn't planning a career as
a footballer.

Did you amputate?

Oh, the crash did that. I just finished
the job. Very dirty wound.

Cleaned it up as best I could. There's a
chance of septicemia. He'll need

antibiotics.

If you let me know when he comes round,
I'll... I'll... I'll speak to him.

It's all right.

I'll do that. Thank you.

I've been thinking about that cash you
lost. I reckon it must be yours. I did

find it right next to your bed.

And you realised it couldn't have been
Sister Bridget's wage packet?

Anyway, here's the lost property,
Chitty. All you've got to do is sign for

and you can have it back safe and sound.

You've got more chance of knitting frog
arms than in note.

You won't give it back otherwise.

Go and get me a cup of tea, three
sugars, not too much milk while I think

it.

And a piece of cake.

Do you want to take a break, Alan, after
this? Yeah, I wouldn't mind.

Heard about the operation?

Yeah.

Have you had a chance to think?

Not really.

I like the work here, though.

Well, my job's in London.

But I'm 24 and I'm doing the job of a
sister. I'd never get that in a big

hospital. You don't have to live in
London. That's why I wanted the tour.

it's not just moving.

I want promotion.

One day I'd like to be a matron.

I'm not the only one with a career.

I'm sorry, Claude. I'm going to need a
signature.

What's in it for you, Ken?

Nothing. I'm just doing my job.

That'll be the day.

I know a worried face when I see one.
Come on, come on.

I don't want the truth.

All right.

There's been a bit of a
misunderstanding.

This new manager thinks I've nicked it.

If we don't think of something fast,
you're going to lose your money and I'm

going to lose my job.

Remind me, what money is it you're
actually talking about?

Could you drive my car back to the road?

Yes, of course. All right, gently.

Is there anything I can do?

No.

Thank you.

Are you going to sign?

I don't know, Ken. I don't like the idea
of signing. Okay.

Maybe I should go to the police. There's
got to be something dodgy about that

cash. Hang on.

I'm sure we can sort something out.

You've changed your tune.

Yeah, well, I'm very versatile like
that, but it is actually my money, you

Can you prove it?

I wouldn't have to if you understood
your role.

All right, well, where did you get it
from?

All right.

There's this old farmer who lives up on
the moors.

They call him Happy Jack.

because he's always miserable.

He died about a year ago when I was in
Barbados, and nobody's been up there

since then. Can you just... Well, I'd
done some work for him, and I'd never

paid. I knew he didn't trust banks, so I
knew his money would be hidden

somewhere, but it took me all night to
find it.

Was it in the teapot?

No, it was stuck between the pages of a
Bible.

You know what they say, blessed are
those that help themselves.

Aye. I'm stuffed of those. You can't
prove where they got the money from, so

thinking fast.

You take over, please, instead.

I need to find out where my children
are. Yes, you do that. Don't worry,

be fine.

What's the story here?

There's been a bit of a misunderstanding
about some money.

I don't know whether Mr. Russell has
said anything to you.

I know, and I don't want to know.

Well, the thing is, he's told me I could
get the sack.

Did he indeed?

Well, they don't want that.

I'll be in reception if I'm used.

Come on, Lizzie.

1886, the date the Royal was founded.

Mr. Middleditch always says it's useful
to remember, just to be on the safe

side.

You better add.

Mr. Ruffy had me type up this report,
all the changes he wanted to bring in.

If he has his way, I'll be out of a job
too.

Frank?

What's happening?

You're in the Royal at Elsinby.

You were in a bad accident.

I remember.

You've had an operation.

Your foot was very badly damaged in the
crash.

The doctor had to amputate it.

But it's there.

I can feel it.

No, I'm sorry.

Do I get a parrot?

And I touch an arm?

Ah, Lizzie, have there been any messages
for me? It's important.

No. All right.

Can you please phone Mrs Malkin for me?

She's our next -door neighbour. And tell
her that I will pick up the children,

but not just yet, as soon as I can. And
will you tell her that Caroline's been

hurt in a crash?

Just so she knows.

Is there anything else?

No.

Thanks.

No, there's nothing.

Dr Omerod.

I'm really sorry.

Gordon.

I'm afraid Caroline has severe head
injuries and a fractured skull.

Brain damage?

Don't know.

I'm having a move to Ashfordly General.

What is it you're not telling me?

Oh, nothing.

It's not my field.

But you must realize it.

Yes.

I'll go with her in the ambulance.

I suggest you make whatever arrangements
you have to and follow on by car.

It's the first time I've sat down all
day.

Me too.

Want some?

Thanks.

Do you want an answer? I haven't even
thought.

Don't think.

Tell me what you want.

All we've done is talk about jobs and
careers and where we live. None of that

matters.

What I should have said... What I should
have said is I love you.

What do I have to do, marry you?

You don't even know me. I know you
enough.

Who says?

All right, if you're serious, give me
three good reasons why I should go away

with you, let alone marry you. I just
said I love you.

That's a reason for you to marry me, not
the other way around.

I want three proper reasons.

Here we go again.

I really do need to speak to you about
your photo, Hopker.

I'm sure it can wait.

When I was in chemicals, a personnel
matter of this importance would have

dealt with post -haste. Well, you are in
hospitals now, and at the Royal we put

the patients first.

At the moment, there are at least a
dozen of them who require transport to

them home.

If you really want to make yourself
useful, find the list of volunteer

and arrange that transport for them.

Ah, Mason.

Have all the passengers been accounted
for now? We've just seen to the last

Right, well, in that case, would you
make sure that all the nurses have a

break? You too.

I don't need a break.

Well, I do.

I don't feel right in taking it while
you're still at work.

It's the middle of it.

The patient wants to have a word. Oh,
come.

Well, the thing is, I've got to go to
Ashfordly, so I was just wondering

there was any way you could possibly
look after... No, of course not.

No, of course not.

How is she?

Still unconscious.

They're transferring her to the general.

Is there anything I can do?

No.

I've got to find someone to look after
the children. Right, well, I'll do that

for you.

But you're going to be needed here.

I'll see to it. Go on.

Right.

Go on.

Really.

I've got to go.

Oh, Gordon.

Cockies?

You drive carefully.

Not that it's any business of mine, Mr
Greengrass, but where exactly did this

£300 come from?

King Farouk.

Really? Yeah, it's an oss. I had it in
an accumulator, a cataract, with

midland boy and a couple more.

So, well, 200 quid of it. I've got the
betting slip somewhere.

That's come missing and all.

What about the other 100?

That was my life savings.

I mean, every penny I got in the world.

I mean, I think it's terrible, Mr
Middle, for somebody to come and nix

somebody who's sick when they're
unconscious.

Why has it taken you so long to tell us
all this?

Well, I've not been very well, you see.

I've got more things wrong with me than
the doctors have got cures for.

In any case, I think it could be an
inside job.

I want all the walking wounded seated in
alphabetical order.

Do you want them walking or sitting?

Sitting. They keep moving around.

That's why they call them walking
wounded.

But I can't count them if they don't
stay still.

If they sit down, they'd be sitting
wounded.

It doesn't matter. I need to know how
many of them are here.

I've got a list.

Why didn't you say?

You never asked.

Do you want me to give them badges?

No. Excuse me, is this yours? Yes.

It was on the floor. Someone could have
tripped over it.

Then they'd be the falling down wounded.

If you could just take a bit more care.

We've had enough accidents for one day.

Do you think she's really going to
leave?

I've no idea.

What will she do?

The royal is her whole life. She's
always here.

I'm sure she'll have plans.

Has she told you?

No.

She wouldn't do that.

When you come to think about it, there's
more I don't know about her than I do.

I've always wondered who he is.

He's a bit of all right.

He was my fiancé.

Oh, I'm sorry.

He was in the RAF.

He was killed in action.

I didn't mean to speak out of turn.

Who wants more tea?

I have a feeling I know what you're
going to ask.

It's about the bus driver.

He's recovering from a major operation.

You can see him tomorrow at the
earliest.

Fair enough.

Officer! I'm sorry to interrupt.

I need your help with a small matter
that has just copped up. Would you come

Can I ask you something?

Go on.

Your fiancé, what happened to him?

Was that why you became a nurse?

Yeah, I suppose so.

Seems like a useful thing to do.

Isn't it still?

Sister Bridget said you'd never change
your mind.

But you should.

You've all been discussing my future,
haven't you?

You obviously have far too much time on
your hands.

I'll bear that in mind when I'm drawing
up the next rota.

You should be back in casualty.

I've got a reason.

I'll make you laugh.

My old dog does that.

Well, I don't sniff lampposts or bark at
strangers.

If you're a consultant.

See, that's a reason.

Could you phone Mr. I.

Chapman and ask him to collect patient
Andrews, C., Mrs., and where's she gone?

Mr. Hussey?

P .C. Bellamy, Ashfordly Police.

Can I ask you a few questions, sir?

I beg your pardon?

Did you take an envelope containing £300
from the lost property store in Mr.

Hopcote's office?

Yes, it's in the hospital safe.

No, no, it's not.

Mr Middleditch checked that for me.

You saw me put it there?

No, I didn't. He gave me that report the
time.

This is ridiculous.

I've checked the lost property inventory
and you didn't record it there.

Is this yours, sir?

Yes, but I... Do you mind if I have a
look inside?

What's this, then?

I did not put that in there.

I tried to explain to Mr Middledish. In
the face of it, I think we've a pretty

strong case here.

I think this is perhaps a matter that we
can deal with internally.

Right.

Well, I'll leave it with you, then.

Missy, why are all these people still
here?

I was waiting for Mr Hussey to organise
something.

Mr Hussey, has it never occurred to you
that the chemicals industry may be

missing your talents?

And that given your failure to grasp
even the basics of patient care, and

well, shall we say, carelessness with
other people's property, they may be

better employed there.

You're all in on this, aren't you?

I shall make a full report, and so shall
I, in triplicate.

Italian. What?

That's reason number two. I've got a lot
to offer.

Such as?

My level of Italian.

Always useful in the restaurant in
Napoli. You'd have had to do for English

starter. Look, I didn't know English
boot meant trifle.

Well, it's a good thing that someone
with my breadth of linguistic skills was

there to look after you. That's two
reasons.

And how is our patient, sister?

We're hoping for a speedy recovery.

Speak for yourself.

I am.

I'm glad to say that your money has been
recovered, Mr. Greengrass.

I had an idea it would all get sorted
out.

Usually in these circumstances, it's
customary to make a small donation to

hospital appeal fund.

Is it?

Well, I'd like to help Mr. Middle, but
as you know, I'm nearly an old -age

pensioner. Of course, of course, of
course.

I have, however, one concern.

You gave me an account of how you
obtained that money.

Now, you know young Alan Morris.

He follows racing.

And he seems to remember that King
Farouk fell at the second last.

Does he?

What if I were to donate 25 quid?

I was thinking more of 100.

Were you?

I could probably go to 50.

Agreed.

Are you all right there, Mr Greengrass?

I think I'm losing the will to live.

For no reason.

You love me too.

You don't know that. You haven't said
you don't.

I said I didn't know.

You'll have to come up with something
better than that. This isn't a game,

Meryl.

Will you come with me?

No.

I'm sorry, David.

I'm changing my blood pressure. Can you
get me now?

Could you spare a moment, Mr
Middleditch?

Yes, of course.

Perhaps I was a bit hasty resigning.

If it's not too late.

No, it's not.

May I ask why you changed your mind?

I remembered why I came into nursing in
the first place.

It's easy to lose sight of that.

The Royal needs you, Matron.

Now more than ever.

I think the Royal can manage without me.

But perhaps I need the Royal.

Let's take a look at your blood test,
Mr. Greengrass.

You definitely have anemia.

Anemia? I wish it was amnesia, because
I'd certainly like to forget a lot of

today.

I'm afraid we'll have to keep you in
until we can discover what's causing the

condition.

It's probably the malaria, but there are
other things we should rule out.

I might as well move in here for good.

You might have to climb over Sister
Bridget's dead body first.

Oh, Sister, Dr.

Sheridan was just saying I might have to
move in here indefinitely.

I thought you were going back to
Barbados.

Me? Oh, no, no. You must be confusing me
with my more handsome twin brother

again. Well, if you're not going there,
I think I might.

Well, as I was saying before I was so
rudely interrupted, today we are saying

goodbye to Dr. Alway.

Jim Alway has always seemed to me to
embody everything that's best about the

royal.

Dedication and knowledge.

born of hard work and experience,
compassion and skill, and an ability to

patients as people and not merely
caseloads.

He also has shown an astonishing
ingenuity, verging on the eccentric in

problems.

Today, we are losing not only a
colleague, we're losing a very good

And that perhaps...

It's what has always made the Royal that
little bit different.

The friendships that we've all made
here.

And after all that, we pop him off with
a carriage clock.

Oh, no, no.

Oh, well, thanks very much. Thank you.

I, uh... Oh, yes, Lizzie told me that I
had to wear this badge.

Apparently I'm Dr. Always.

Well, I do hope that should some locum
job come up, I might at least be doctor

sometimes.

I know you all face an uncertain future.

You know, without your work, inside and
outside the hospital, lives would have

been lost today.

It was an example of the royal at its
very best.

They're taking her to Leeds, to the
neurological unit.

But, as everyone keeps saying, it's
early days.

I, um, I collected the children for you.

Thanks.

Is Lizzie looking after them?

No, no, just a little bit. She had a
better idea.

Apparently the hospital library has
about 57 naughty books, I think.

I think Ken's on that number four.

Gordon.

Why was she on that bike?

Better get them home.

Hello.

We're going for a drink.

If you want.

Well, I don't know what kind of day
you've had, but I could definitely do

half a shandy.

My day wasn't too good either.

Some plans fell through.

Really?

It's probably a bad idea anyway.

You don't know my reputation.

What's that?

Half a shandy, and I'd say yes to
anything.

Are you taking the job?

We'll see.