All language subtitles for The Royal s04e05 Its Whats on the Inside

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.

Don't somebody tell me what I've done
wrong.

Anyone for a swim or a paddle?

Lizzie. You've got to be joking.

Wild horses wouldn't drag me in there. I
could be freezing.

I think you can warm you up later.

Oh, I'll drink to that.

You sure I can't tempt you, Lizzie?

No way.

I will, I'll deport.

Is he asking that?

I must be the luckiest man in the whole
world.

Really?

I've got everything I've ever wanted
right in front of me.

Well,

nearly.

Help! Somebody help!

Help!

What's going on?

Oh, my goodness, she's drowned.

I know.

Carolyn.

What's happened to her?

She jumped in. I think she's dead.

She's got clouds on.

Mind her neck. Be careful of her neck.

There's a bad bang to her head. She's
going to need an x -ray.

If we can spot her next, she might have
damaged her spine.

Is she going to be all right?

She could have drowned.

What were you doing?

Frankie, find something we can use for a
stretcher. We need to get her up top.

Right. She doesn't deserve this. Poor
Carolyn.

No, she doesn't.

Carolyn.

Carolyn, wake up.

Wake up.

There, that's it.

You're all right. Where am I?

The Royal.

You had a nasty bump on your head. You
knocked yourself out.

You were lucky Dr Goodwin was there.

Oh, I don't remember that.

I can't... I can't move my legs.

Matron, the cock.

Staff appraisals.

Reports on nursing duties.

Assessments. Day -to -day records.

I am rather busy, Mr Harper.

I know. That's precisely why I've taken
the liberty of instructing the

employment agency to send us an
assistant matron, matron. On a temporary

you understand. She is due to arrive
tomorrow morning.

I should have been consulted.

Are you trying to undermine me, Mr
Harper?

Certainly not.

I'm trying to ensure the smooth running
of this hospital, that's all.

And I must say, I object to the
inference that I might have ulterior

this matter.

Look,

all I was saying was that I don't think
it's my job to discipline the children.

What are they going to think if I'm the
only one that ever comes down hard on

them? Well, we're a family now.

I'll be honest about this.

Gordon, half an hour it took me to clean
that carpet. And look, I don't care

about the carpet. I just think that you
ought to do your bit.

I'm your wife, you know?

I'm not their mother.

You know what we need?

A kid in our house.

I'm still recovering from last night.

So recover this evening and we'll go out
tomorrow.

Young, free and single, that's the best
way to be, isn't it, Alan?

Well... It's been me getting hit for a
long time. Too much fun to be having.

And you are? Naz Beaumont.

Who are you?

Assistant Matron Parker.

Beaumont.

Assistant Matron working here.

I'll handle this, thank you.

I'm matron, Mrs Parker.

At mess.

Indeed.

Come to my office.

A brief chat before you start.

Excellent.

I see there's plenty to do.

This is Mr

Harris. Hit his head on a branch out
running. He's in training.

Ah, Mr Brickhouse Harris.

The name is Neville to his friends. I
thought you would have retired long ago.

One last fight, Doctor, and that'll do
me.

Right, let's have a look at you, shall
we?

It doesn't look too bad, but you never
can tell with head injuries.

As you well know. Did you lose
consciousness?

A couple of seconds, maybe. No big deal.

Have a look at you.

Well,

I think we'd better keep you in
overnight.

I can't do that. I've got a job on.
Well, I'm sure your boss will

Mr Harper kindly gave me a copy of your
reference from the agency.

Meticulous, punctual, disciplined,
dedicated.

I must say, I recommend you very highly.

Well, I'm a keen worker, and I have been
doing this job for 20 years.

Lead by example.

It's what I've always believed.

Very good.

Thank you, ma 'am.

Mrs Howard, you shouldn't be exerting
yourself.

Look, I really think you should come
into hospital now.

I'm worth born at home. There was no
problem then.

I know, but you know this time it's
different.

Look, I want you to come into hospital
before you go into labour. Do you

me?

Everything okay?

Everything is fine.

Can you feel that?

Yes.

Ow!

Sorry.

Still, the good news is you've got
normal sensation in your legs.

I don't understand.

What's wrong with me?

That's what we're trying to find out,
Carolyn.

Normal sensation.

Her reflexes were fine.

X -rays show no abnormality in the spine
or skull, so there's no physical

damage.

Carolyn, what can you recall about last
night?

I remember getting ready to go out.

I don't know what happened after that.

Martin. Mary.

Well, I don't understand why she can't
move her legs.

I'd better get Mr Rose to take a look.

I won't take up too much of your time.

Due to an increase of red tape swamping
my desk, I've been requested to bring in

Miss Parker.

Temporarily.

She will take over the day -to -day
running of the hospital while I get the

paperwork in order.

I'm pleased to say that Assistant Matron
Parker has a wealth of experience which

she's kindly going to share with us.

Miss Parker.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I have met one or two of you already.

But luckily I don't go on first
impressions.

Ah, Matron. Not now, Mr Harper. I must
get on.

I like to make an immediate impact, so I
thought I'd best start by clarifying...

A few points of conduct.

Is that her, then?

It is.

All nurses are on duty from breakfast
and may not return to their rooms

permission of sister.

All nurses must avoid loud talking in
the corridor and other parts of the

hospital. That includes reception.

Nurses must avoid gossip and familiarity
with subordinates or patients.

Nurses may only run in the case of fire
and or hemorrhage.

Thank you.

Dismissed.

She's incredible.

You can say that again.

Well done, Mrs Parr.

She's a miss, I believe.

Miss? It's like she's completely blanked
the accident out.

Can you think why she'd do that?

I don't know.

I'm not a doctor.

Reflexes normal, sensations normal. I'd
say it's a reaction to the trauma.

Doesn't appear to be any spinal damage,
so I'm pretty sure you'll make a full

recovery. Not the good way.

So what do you think?

Poor girl's obviously got herself into a
bit of a tizz. Physically, she's as

healthy as you or I. It's all up here.

Hysterical paralysis.

She's got distress and her receptors
have gone a bit haywire.

It can manifest itself in different
ways, of course.

Blindness, even though your chaperone
went dumb for two weeks.

In this case, it's affected her legs.

Well, that would tie in with the memory
loss.

All you have to do is uncover what's
wrong with her head.

Ah!

Wakey, wakey!

Give me it! Out, out, out!

I will not have that noise in here!

Come along!

What have you done to yourself this
time?

It's only my head.

You're too old for the fight game,
Neville.

One day it will be serious.

Well, we need the money, you know that.

No, Iz. I'd rather go without than see
you get really hurt.

Hey, you're going to love this.

What? Follow me.

Look, there.

Brickhouse Harris.

What's up with him?

Hope it's nothing serious. He's going to
fight tomorrow night, no?

Hello,

Major. We've just come to check that bed
over there. There's a dodgy grommet.

Sprocket fatigue.

Speak English.

Listen, I hope you don't mind.

We've come over to see how you are.
We're big fans of yours. Very big fans.

Oh, that's nice of you to say so, Len.

Are you going to be all right for the
fight tomorrow?

Oh, yeah.

The doctor says I'll be all right as
rain by then.

Oh, that's a relief thing.

If there's anything that you need, you
call us.

Well, there is one thing.

Mr Harper, hospital administrator.

I run a tight ship here, but we're a
happy crew, so welcome aboard to

the nautical analogy.

Thank you, Mr Harper.

I must say it's a pleasure to meet the
man at the helm.

I like to get to know new members of
staff, so come and have a chat if you

moment. My door's always open.

I'm just about to take a break,
actually, if you'd care to join me.

That'd be lovely.

Don't you see our pups?

Perfect.

Oh, just give me a moment to freshen up.

I want to apologise for this morning.

You were right.

I should have done a bit with the kids.

That's all right.

Our first quarrel.

Oh, no, Tiff.

We're just getting used to being
married, that's all.

Well, you were right.

You're not the mother of my children.

Although that is something that we could
rectify.

I'm not with you.

We could have children of our own, sure.

Sorry, Gordon.

Hello, Dr Weatherill?

Right, yes, thank you. I'll be there to
meet her.

Thanks.

Sorry, Gordon, I'll have to go.

Mrs Howarth's on her way in. There is a
patient.

Yes. Yeah, the last baby was positive,
so this one could be a bit of a problem.

Mr. Howarth.

Come and sit in here. Come on.

She'll be fine.

She'll be fine, Mr. Howarth. She's in
good hands.

Oh, dear, oh, dear.

How the mighty have fallen.

I don't want any trouble.

You'd better learn to do what you're
told, then.

Let me please.

I'm not messing about, you know.

You cross me, you get more of a little
bump on the head.

Fond of your kneecaps, are you?

Have you ever felt your efforts weren't
appreciated, Mr Harper?

I have detected a certain lack of
respect for authority here.

Ah. Very perceptive, Miss Parker.

I'm afraid to say you may be right.

And I don't understand it.

I have the hospital's best interest at
heart.

Can't they see that?

Ignorance, perhaps.

Fear of change.

You and I, Miss Parker, we're
visionaries. We lead, others follow.

They don't always realise it's for their
own good.

Curse of management.

It's a cross we have to bear, Mr Harper.

Quiet.

Do call me Nigel, if you care to.

And you must call me Thelma.

Outside hospital grounds, of course.

Of course.

So, you don't consider I'll come up with
the goods, then?

Yep, there you are.

Oh,

nice one.

Right.

What's up?

Can you reach the top shelf?

I'm having a night on the town with
Samantha.

I thought I'd better break them in.

Be careful you don't break something
else.

I mean it, Neville.

I've made you a very generous offer.

Take it.

Unless you want to be here permanently.

Sorry to disturb you.

Don't worry, I was just going.

Remember, you don't want to spend too
long in this place.

Friend of yours?

Anyway,

get your gown on.

Dinner's ready.

How is she?

Is the baby here?

Not yet, no.

Soon, though.

Your wife's doing a grand job.

Good.

Good. It's agony, all that is.

You need to try and conserve your
energy.

You're going to need it when the baby's
born.

Why? Is there a problem?

There is, I'm afraid, yes.

Your wife's blood group is rhesus
negative.

Now, your first child's blood group was
rhesus positive.

So? Well, that means that Mrs. Howarth
has produced some antibodies which may

harmful to this baby.

I... I had no idea. Is it serious?

It is, I'm afraid, yes.

Why didn't someone tell me?

You? My wife?

I should have been told.

I'm sorry. Sorry isn't good enough,
Doctor.

You should have seen the way Martin was
fooling around with those other girls in

the water.

Caroline had to just sit and watch.

He flirted with me too.

No wonder she was angry with him.

Yeah. I'm sure there's something he's
not telling us.

Maybe he pushed her.

I would explain why she's blanking it
out.

This is great.

This is what I need to get my strength
back.

I owe you one.

Listen, you win that fight tomorrow
night if you get out of it, yeah?

And that's all the thanks we want.

Isn't that wrong, is it, Neville?

Only I didn't much like the look of that
last visitor you had.

That was his wife.

Not her, you eunice.

The bloke.

Henry Carson.

He's a gambling man, but he likes to
know he's gonna win.

The fight?

Yeah, he gets longer odds than the other
fella.

He's offered me money to go down.

More money than I'm getting prize money
if I'm going to win.

I'm you.

It's meant to make me change my mind.

And how's it?

I could do with the money.

What's wrong with it?

It's a boy.

Luke.

He's jaundiced and a little weak.

A blood problem?

I'm afraid so.

There's no easy way of saying this.

The antibodies are attacking your baby,
the blood. Get to the point, Doctor.

Your son's brain is being poisoned.

Nerve cells are dying, which could
result in permanent damage, both mental

physical.

He is going to need a full exchange
blood transfusion.

We will need to do it immediately.

No.

What?

I said no.

Peter Howarth.

Mr Howarth, I'm sorry, I don't think you
fully understand... I understand very

well.

We both do.

There won't be any blood at the time of
youth.

Not for my son.

Well.

Yes, that looks fine.

You're going home this morning.

Oh, thank you, Doctor. Thank you.

But you're not to fight for at least a
month. Do you hear me?

Yes, Doctor.

And if you take my advice, you'd stop
fighting altogether.

You've got to start looking after
yourself.

OK.

How do you get home?

Clean bill of health. I can get out of
here. Oh, brilliant. So, the fight

tonight, have you decided what you're
going to do yet?

I'll cross that bridge when I get to it.

You were up early this morning. I was
hoping to finish that conversation we

started yesterday.

Yeah. I think it's important.

I delivered the house baby last night.

The Reese's baby?

Well, how is the child?

Not good.

And they're refusing to allow blood
transfusion.

Well, why?

You have explained the dangers of delay.

They're Jehovah's Witnesses.

Ah.

And the taking of blood is against their
beliefs.

Well, good luck. Thank you.

She's confiscated most of my make -up.

Aye, well, she probably needed it to
glam herself up for happy.

Oh, Mr Hock.

Please. Well, sorry, sister, but she's
got her claws into him. The last thing

need is for him to be making her
permanent.

She's only here until Matron's finished
her reports. Do you think you should

have a word with Matron, sister?

She's just got a different approach,
that's all.

I'm sure things will settle down.

I prayed and prayed this wouldn't
happen.

God has his reasons.

We have to accept that.

But he's so small.

Helpless.

There is something we can do.

God gave us the technology to help your
son.

You're not going to change our minds.

We can't paint Luke.

I beg your pardon?

Luke's blood is his soul.

That's not to be tampered with.

My husband...

We believe the characteristics of the
donor would be transferred to our son.

It's like he's a different person.

Could come from anyone.

Criminal.

Murderer.

People who give blood are people who
want to help. They're good people.

Look, act now and you could save Luke
from any further damage.

We destroy him.

Luke is one of the chosen.

Would you deny him the chance to inherit
paradise on Earth?

If you transfer the blood of another
into our son, he'll be an outcast from

faith. No!

I won't allow that.

At least our way has a chance.

He might come through this unscathed.
That's not true. If you... If you do

nothing, Luke will certainly suffer.

He may even die.

Luke's fate is out of our hands.

There's nothing we or you can do about
it. There is something that I can do if

you will let me.

The parents won't budge, even if it
means their child dies.

You'll have to get in touch with social
services.

I mean, what else can you do?

Well, if we go ahead with the
transfusion, we can save his life.

The child's health has to be our number
one priority.

It'll take a couple of hours to get a
childcare order. Would you like me to

on to that for you?

Yes, please.

And I'll let the parents know the legal
wheels are in motion.

Right, well, may as well keep on at
them.

Do you want me to speak to Mr Howarth?

Well, there's no harm in trying, is
there?

OK.

Caroline's a friend.

I want to know the truth. The truth
about what?

I don't believe she slipped.

I saw you arguing with her just before
the accident.

You think I did?

Did you?

See you later, Miss Parker.

Full steam ahead.

Aye, aye, Mr Harper.

We'll have this place ship -shaped
between the two of us, eh?

Clever man.

Full of bright ideas for this place.

He knows a good thing when he sees one.

Yes, we all appreciate his input.

I'm terribly sorry to trouble you,
Matron. Could I have a word?

That's all right, sister.

I could do with a break.

Sit down.

I won't keep you. Thank you.

It's about the new assistant, Matron.

She's proving a bit problematic.

In what way?

She's rather fastidious.

Rather too fastidious.

She's rubbing a few people up the wrong
way.

Oh. And I get the distinct impression...

that Mr Harper is very keen to have her
stay on.

There appears to be a frisson developing
between the two of them.

Oh, a lovely garden.

So it is.

I never noticed before.

I'm not a bad man, Dr Onrod.

I don't want my son to suffer.

Then let us do the transfusion.

It will go ahead anyway, once the child
care order comes through.

Mr. Howarth, please.

Every second counts.

I have to follow my faith.

You may not agree with it, but you
should respect my decision.

I just want you to have a son who's as
healthy and as fit as possible.

I am doing the best for my son.

Don't you see?

His life is short.

There's an eternity to come, Dr. Omron.

And the flesh is gone.

You're trying to save his body.

I'm fighting to save his soul.

Carolyn?

What happened?

I can remember, Meryl.

I can remember.

He was enjoying himself.

I wanted him to be with me.

We were arguing on the rocks.

He said he didn't want to see it.

That's when he told me.

Why would he say that?

I thought it was because he wanted
someone else, but he doesn't.

He just doesn't love me enough to marry
me.

That's when I jumped.

Fell and I hit my head.

I'm all right if I go in a straight
line.

Just turning corners is a bit tricky.

Lizzie, this might sound like a daft
question.

Why don't you wear a different pair of
shoes tonight?

I'll take that as a no, then.

Women.

I know. What are you doing back here?

That's for all your help.

And here's a tip for you.

Put your money on me in the fourth
round.

I'm going to put him down. You watch.

You do all right by yourselves.

I like the sound of that. Hey, thanks a
lot.

Right. I'll see you there, then.

Wasn't that Brickhouse Harris?

Didn't know you were a fan of the normal
art, Mr Rose.

More than a fan, Kev. Did a bit in the
army, you know.

Wasn't called Roundhouse Rose for
nothing.

Harris is in the ring tonight.

We know.

Excellent. What are you doing?

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

Mrs. Howarth, Luke's condition is
worsening all the time. Please, just let

help him.

I wanted a little brother for him.

You mustn't do this.

You mustn't weaken.

Mr. Howarth, Dr. Weather and the
childcare order.

Right, Mr. Howard, I'm afraid I'm going
to have to take the baby. No, I won't

allow it.

I won't.

Mr. Howard, please.

Mr. Howard! No!

Come back here!

Mr. Howard!

Someone stop him!

Do you know what?

Let me go.

No. I have to get away from here.

Come on.

I don't have a baby.

Don't do anything silly.

No.

Please. Believe us.

Goodbye,

Luke.

Goodbye,

son.

And I know that it's not easy to be calm
when you've found

something going on.

But take your time.

Do you think it's too late for me?

It depends how much damage has been
caused by the delay.

20 miles out.

Must have been standing in the same
position for too long.

It's going to be another couple of hours
at least.

That's okay.

This little fellow's worth it.

It's so sad.

It is when it was so preventable.

Sorry about the delay.

I knew as soon as you'd called it off.

He's seeing someone else, I thought.

I'm not.

I wasn't, I swear to you.

I'm sick of everyone thinking the worst
of me.

I know that now.

But that's why I jumped into the sea.

I guess I hoped you'd dive in after me.

Realise how much you wanted me.

Stupid, wasn't it?

You always were a drama queen.

It's funny.

I hit my head and everything went back
to normal between me and you.

But now I've remembered.

I'm so sorry, Caroline.

I know.

Me too.

I owe you an apology.

I've got things all wrong.

I really am sorry.

How is he?

Is it done?

It's all finished.

Well, will we know Luke's condition?

Well, we won't know for sure for a few
weeks, but I'm afraid you really must

prepare yourself for the possibility of
Luke having some brain damage.

Who gave you the right to play God with
other people's children?

Now our son's doomed in this life and
damned in the hereafter.

I don't know how you can live with
yourself.

I'm a doctor.

I did my duty.

My conscience was clear.

You can take a look when you're ready,
OK?

Nice where you're going, lad.

That's him, Henry Carson.

The bloke has been leaving on Neville.

All right.

Come on, let's go find the bookie.

Evening, chaps.

I'm afraid Brickhouse doesn't stand a
chance this time. Too long in the tooth.

That's what he thinks.

Just come to wish you luck.

Give me something to go with.

What's up?

I've got to go down in.

I've got no choice.

Come on, you can't. I bet on you to win.

I've lost my building job.

They said I wasn't reliable.

I've got a family to feed.

I'm sorry about your bet, but...

I'm going to make all the money I can
get.

Even if it is everybody's money.

What? He wouldn't listen. He said he had
no choice.

Can you help?

Can you stop him? Please, Dr Amarad.

There's a very respectable fish
restaurant by the Lido. I wonder, would

to join me?

Work or pleasure, Mr Harper?

Just thought I'd know.

Both.

Well, then I would be delighted to
accompany you.

Can I see you in my office, Miss Parker?

Oh, I'm just about to go off duty,
actually.

Now, please.

I'll be waiting for you there.

Long now, Jeff.

I've been doing a bit of checking on
your history, Miss Parker.

Something Mr Harper should have done
with the agency before they sent you

Disciplined six times.

Sacked on four occasions.

You haven't held a position in five
years.

No, I haven't.

Then why on earth do you think you
should be working here?

I have a lot to offer.

I have.

You look.

There's a wealth of good ideas in there.

With strict patient food, they dribble
and hide it under the bed.

Which would maintain discipline and, at
the same time, save costs.

Doctors are like children.

Humour them.

Well, you have to.

It's the only way.

mind if we postpone it? I'm not really
in the mood.

Oh, that's a shame.

I'm not feeling all that good, to be
honest.

A bit of a tummy ache.

Oh, dear.

I wonder what's brought that on.

Oh, my money's on Assistant Major
Parker.

I've felt queasy since she arrived.

Well, never mind. Another time.

You go and put your feet up. I'm going
in a bucket of water.

Are you, um... Are you all right?

Are you still suffering?

I'm afraid so.

I hope it isn't appendicitis.

Would you like me to take a look for
you?

I suppose I should.

Thanks.

Yes, well, it's not as bad as I thought,
but it is very serious.

You have a detached retina.

Now, that's something we can treat.

However, you'll never box again.

Well, that's not a problem, Doctor.

I'm never going to box again.

I've got a wife and kids to think about
now.

Who's going to tell Mr Harper?

Mr Harper.

She was sectioned five years ago.

A complete mental breakdown, apparently.

She absconded from St Margaret last
Monday.

I'm very sorry.

I've been a fool, Matron.

I should have known.

A woman would have to be crazy to fall
for me.

What do you reckon it is?

I think you ought to prepare yourself.

What?

It can't be that serious.

Doctor?

Samantha, you're pregnant.

Pregnant?

No, this is a mistake.

It's definite.