All language subtitles for The Royal s04e08 Everybody Needs Somebody.eng

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.

Oh, don't somebody tell me what I've
done wrong.

I told you, no doctor.

Look at that.

Morning,

Ken.

What are you doing?

Out of the way! Put that back right now!

Help!

Help!

There was a thief.

Don't move.

I'll get help.

What are you doing?

Get a doctor. Matron's been attacked.

I'll phone the police.

Right.

No arguments.

The police are on the way.

You just don't expect it, do you? Not
round here.

Can you move your fingers for me?

OK.

He got away with some drug.

I don't know what.

We'll have to try and work it out.

A little mess.

Well, I don't think there's anything
broken.

A slight sprain, maybe.

We can have a bit of a bump along.

Did it hit you?

No. There was a struggle and I fell
against the shelf.

I couldn't stop him.

All right, well, don't worry about that
now. You need to get some rest.

No, no, I'll go to my office. The police
will want to talk to me. All right, but

after that, straight to bed.

Do you agree?

This is it.

You can get rid of the rest.

You can't live like this, Georgie.

I could have really hurt that woman.

This is ruining our lives and it'll ruin
the babies.

It's got to stop.

Quick. Now.

I can't do this anymore.

She's been coughing up blood today,
Doctor.

Quite a lot, eh?

Now, Hattie, why didn't you come in to
see me?

She's been a bit under the weather,
that's all.

How are you sleeping?

She's not, eh?

She's been dripping sweat.

Fred! What do you think it is?

Well, it's too early to say, really.

But I'd like you to come in for a chest
X -ray straight away.

Go and find me back, Fred. There's a
good lad.

The blood, it's not the first time
today.

I see.

Is it my lungs, Doctor?

Is it, you know, cancer?

Well, let's just wait for the x -rays to
come back, shall we?

Come on, we mustn't be too pessimistic.

Once you come and go, if you have...

All right, Hattie, we're going to do
some tests on your blood and phlegm

while you're in X -ray, all right?

Okay. Start.

She's had a hemoptysis. I'm going to
need those tests done as soon as

Send the sputum to the lab and ask for
staining for AFB straight away. Yes,

Doctor.

Right. Hello there, I'm Dr. Woodwin.
You're in casualty at the Royal.

I try not to worry we're going to get
you to lift the pain.

Ready, one, two, three.

Do we know why he crashed?

Hard to tell the state the bike was in.

Broken leg.

Just a heated hip, probably.

Right, we'll need x -rays and the
services of Mr Rose.

Let's hope he's had his spinach today.

Well, um... I've just found out what
caused your lung to hemorrhage.

A cavity showed up on the x -ray.

It's tuberculosis.

TB?

How bad is it?

Well, it's in quite an advanced state,
I'm afraid.

So, we're going to put you on a course
of antibiotics.

That should do the trick.

They're quite strong and some people
have reacted badly.

And we're going to ask you to stay in
hospital for a while, in isolation.

How long?

Just for a couple of weeks, I think.

Hattie, you need the rest.

They're, um...

There is one other problem.

There are two types of TB, open and
closed.

If it's open, then it's highly
infectious.

We're just waiting for the lab test to
come through to find out which one

got. You mean I could have been
infecting people?

Well, possibly.

You may have picked it up on the farm.

You're going to have to have your cattle
tested.

But they would have to be put down.

I've put people in danger, haven't I?

Hattie, you really weren't to know.

No, there's something I need to tell
you.

Hold him down, man. Hold him down.

He'll be off if you don't. I'm trying.

It feels as though he's resisting.

Are you sure he's under?

Oh, he's under all right.

Well, it better go this time.

I'm teeing off in half an hour.

Do you need a hand?

No, thank you.

Right. Foot and knee at 90 degrees.

Up we go.

Got it.

Rotate externally.

Femoral head slips forward and hoik it
up into the cup.

Well, nice shot, Mr Rose.

Shall we call that a bogey?

I don't like the idea of you in that
flat on your own.

I'll be right as rain by tomorrow.

Thank you.

We've got a problem.

What is it? I've got a patient with
tuberculosis.

Open or close?

Well, I've just had a call from the path
lab. She's highly infectious.

Oh, no.

It gets worse, I'm afraid.

She works as a dinner lady.

We've got a whole school full of
children at risk.

Right, school children will be coming in
for the test this morning. Right, well,

we'll need to do some chest x -rays
then.

Now, Hattie Jenkins has had this
condition for some time, so it's more

likely that some of the kids will test
positive. Those that test negative need

to be inoculated.

Should keep us busy.

Will I deal with the children when they
arrive?

Yes, please, sister.

We'll leave Matron in peace after
yesterday.

Well, Alan and I can take care of the
kids when he arrives.

We'll need to notify the medical officer
of health.

Could be a major outbreak.

If you could call them as well, please,
sister. They'll need to send someone

down to do contact tracing.

Yes, Doctor.

What time are the kids arriving? Well,
the first batch are due in... now.

Action stations, then.

Sorry I'm late, Mr Harper.

I couldn't get it into gear this
morning.

Your scooter or your brain?

Oh, never mind. Get along, lad. Get
along.

Right.

What?

Next

Friday,

then, with Dr Wetherill.

Something wrong?

Oh, I'm rearranging appointments.

That was Mrs Gladstone, Dr Goodwin's
patient.

She won't see him any more.

Why not?

Because she knows what he gets up to
with all his fancy women. She thinks his

sex's mad.

No.

Oh, well, I don't suppose he'll be too
bothered by one batty old lady.

I've talked to five batty old ladies
already this morning.

It's not funny, Meryl. This could damage
my reputation as well, you know.

Morning, Steph.

Morning, Lizzie.

Matron, you should be resting.

No need for that, sister. Life goes on.
I'll be in my office if you need me.

Good morning, the Royal.

Chris Nugent. I'll just have a look.

He came in yesterday.

Motorbike accident.

Can I ask who's calling?

I'm afraid unless you're a relative, I
can't... Hello?

Oh, some people.

He's quite a dish, actually.

I thought you only had eyes for Dr
Goodwin.

I like to keep my options open.

And so does he, from what I've heard.

Della!

No side effects?

Nothing yet.

That's good.

That's good.

Sleep all right?

Well, I haven't slept on my own for over
40 years.

Hello, love.

Oh, it's good to see you.

How are things at home?

I'll tell you later.

Fred? A vet from the Ministry of
Agriculture called first thing.

Some of the cattle have got TB.

Oh, no.

They'll have to be put down.

We'll get some compensation eventually.

What about the others?

The vet will check them again in three
months.

Until then, we can't sell the milk or
the livestock.

We'll have nothing coming in.

Little children, better tell on me.

Little children, better tell what you
see.

Finger out of your nose, boy, and get
stuck one day.

Morning. Gordon, come on, you must know
what to do. You're a father.

Right, children!

Hello. If you'd all be so very kind as
to just sort of...

Settle down.

There's a discipline. I think that's
what we need. Right, right.

Attention!

Two lines, if you please.

One here, one here.

Carry on, sister.

Excuse me.

Do you know that lad who rides a
scooter?

His name's Alan.

What's yours?

Polly Croupshank.

Sister, I think the best thing is if you
just show them through to our

consultancy room. I'm sure the mothers
and teachers will help.

Gordon, is it just me, or am I getting
some strange looks?

Dr Goodwin, could I have a word, please?

What's going on?

There's been an outbreak of
tuberculosis.

The children were at risk. I should have
been told.

I'm sorry, Matron, but we thought you
should... Oh, well, you might as well

on with it.

I'm obviously not needed.

Morning.

Oh, it's no fun being strung up here, is
it?

Not a lot.

Oh, well, the doctor will be along
later. Things are a bit hectic today,

I mean, the place is overrun with kids
and... We had a bad go at you.

Really?

You OK?

Dislocated hip, I live.

We can't be seen together, Georgie. They
don't know I am yet.

I need you, Chris.

The baby needs you. You must go.

I don't want to.

You haven't got much choice.

Jeff. Yes, good time. Look, I saw Polly
Cruikshank in reception, the little girl

with ASD.

Now, the last thing she needs is TB on
top of her heart condition.

How bad is it?

Well, it gives her some problems, but
nothing severe enough to warrant surgery

at the moment.

Fine. Fine.

I, uh, I actually needed to speak to
both of you anyway.

It's, um, well, it's a bit awkward.

Far away?

There's some gossip circulating about
me.

That I... Well, among other things, I
was the father of Samantha Beaumont's

child.

I want to make it clear there's
absolutely no truth in it.

But I thought you should know.

Well, that's, um... That's very decent
of you, Jeff, but I can assure you your

private life is really your own concern.

Except it's affecting work, too.

Nothing patients refuse to see me.

Well, I'm sure that's just a couple of
busybodies trying to stir up trouble,

Jeff. Mm -mm.

Well, I think there's a problem with Mr
Rose as well.

He's been acting a bit strange around
me.

Mr Rose acts a bit strange around almost
everybody.

Look, I really don't think there's
anything for you to worry about, Jeff.

Well, I hope you're right.

Two, three, four, five, six.

Now, don't move a muscle.

Ready when you are, Doctor. Thank you.

Georgie, it's not your clinic today.

Um, I... No.

All right, come with me. Just a minute.

Now, don't move, any of you.

Coming off methadone is as hard as
coming off heroin. It's harder, even.

But you must see it through, Georgie.

Oh, no.

I just feel so guilty, you know, and it
could be harming the baby.

And it makes me feel worse and I need
the methadone even more.

It's a vicious circle.

That's what drug abuse is all about.

What about the child's father?

He didn't do anything for me.

Well, that's good, isn't it?

But you're running out of time, Georgie.
You know the risks.

Either you go through withdrawal now, or
your baby's going to have to.

I don't know if I can do it.

I wish I was stronger, but I just hate
myself.

Okay, all right.

Come on.

Look, I think I should admit you for
tonight, and then we'll see what we can

work out for you tomorrow, okay?

That's if you can drag yourself away
from your wonderful boyfriend.

Okay.

I'm glad.

I'll see you tomorrow.

You can go back to reception.

Right, who's next?

Come on in then, there's nothing to be
worried about. Are you the one who gets

the nurses into trouble?

Um, excuse me, you shouldn't be saying
things like that.

That's what Sister Bridget said when I
told her we're only here because Miss

Jenkins fits in a semolina.

I was right about that as well.

Honestly, you're so sensitive.

The farm's been in his family for
generations. It'll break his heart if we

it.

Not that we have any kids to pass it on
to.

I'll let him down there, too.

Oh, don't blame yourself.

There's no -one else to blame.

I'm sorry, love.

I know we need the money, but there's no
way I can go back to the school.

If anyone's made a mess of things, it's
me.

If the farm were doing better... No -one
could have tried harder than you.

Did you get through to the bed?

They're coming tomorrow.

Half the earth will be gone by
lunchtime.

Mrs Jenkins?

You've torn the joint caps and
ligaments.

Any bleeding or bruising? How long's it
going to take?

It should be up and about in five to six
weeks.

Thank you, Dr Goodwin.

But when can I walk?

Today, tomorrow?

Mr Nugent, you've suffered a posterior
dislocation of the hip, not a grave

A little light exercise with crutches
after four or five days. In the

you're staying exactly where you are.

Good day.

So, do you want to leave?

Oh, go on, then.

You were clear of the canker, weren't
you?

Yes, I suppose I was.

So, do you think it's true about her and
Dr Goodwin?

I don't know.

There's no smoke without fire, is there?

You know, if you're gonna gossip about
me, you'd be better off doing it when

not around.

Erm, I think I'll walk.

I can't take no more of this.

I need to clear my head.

Come on, this way.

Straight through, that's the idea. Come
on. Right.

Morning, children.

Now tell me, who was itching last night?

I hope that isn't accurate.

Um, it's unlikely.

Come on, come on, settle down.

It's a hospital, not a playground.

Holy shit, is Matron in today?

Straight through to her office. Not a
word to anyone. She's not herself, Ken.

She's not.

Come on, now.

Arms by your sides.

Line up. That's it. Come on.

Trouble, oh, trouble, set me free.

You have made me a wreck. Now won't you
leave me in my misery?

And I can see desperate guys banging on
me.

And feet and tongue shattered and tossed
and worn.

Too shocking to see.

to disturb your matron there.

I just thought I'd better let you know
that I've been on to the police this

morning.

How's the investigation going?

Well, not much to go on.

The description they've got could fit
half the local villains.

I wish I could have been more specific.

But it happened so quickly.

Well, it's understandable, me faced with
a thug like that. I mean, you've got a

lot on your mind.

Self -preservation, for one.

Well... I'll just hope they catch him.

And now, if you don't mind... Well,
there was one other thing, Matron.

May I?

Security.

Could be something we ought to think
about.

Hold on.

It's the Coast Guard.

There's a man in trouble on the beach
near Lee's Point.

They reckon they need a doctor on the
scene and fast.

Right. I'll get my bag.

You haven't seen any children anywhere,
have you, Mr Harper? I seem to have

misled a few.

Are you all right?

It's not right, Sister Bridget.

It's not right.

To turn up when you don't feel safe in
this place and an experience like you've

had, Matron, well, it would shake me up
as well.

You were talking about window locks,
Ken.

That's right.

Cheap but very effective.

And if it helps us all sleep at night.

It's a changing world out there.

And the way I look at it, Will, you
can't solve a problem until you admit

is one.

What do you think, Matron?

I...

I... I think you should talk to Mr
Harper about security arrangements. I'm

he'll have something to say about it.

Merton, I must protest.

Didn't hear you knock.

It's all right, Ken.

All right.

All right, lads, come on, quick as you
can.

Get the rope and the scarf out, yeah?

That's Fred Jenkins.

What's going on?

It looks like... That's right,
quicksand.

What happens is you see mud slides down
the cliff there, flex at the bottom,

sand blows over the top, and Bob's your
uncle.

Death trap.

Fred, try and keep still. The more you
move, the quicker you'll go under.

Put the tarp over the top, lads, and
only get the rope round him.

Fred, don't worry.

We'll get you out of there before you
know it.

Won't we? Well, I hope so.

There's no time to dig him out. He's
sinking fast.

What about the rope? Can't we just pull
him for a second? All right, we can yank

him out, all right.

Just keeping him in one piece is a
tricky bit.

Sorry? Well, you see, the rope's the
last resort.

We have to drag him out backwards,
otherwise he'd just go under and drown.

But he does put a bit of strain on the
old back. It means we can break his

spine. Fine, that's right.

Come on.

Padlet?

Er, I think it's got a leak. I can smell
petrol.

Well, that's because you flooded it.

My grandad's a mechanic.

And if any of you don't know about
engines, you're worth knowing.

Oh, yeah?

And you take after him, do you?

I'm not supposed to, though.

You know, I think they were saying that
his daft old man should be encouraged

and that I should use my brains to get a
good education.

Just so I can better myself, just like
he has.

Is that right?

Yeah. Well, it shouldn't be a problem.

I'm quite clever, you know.

Just not very well.

What, you mean the TB?

Well, I don't know about that yet.

No, I've got an atrial septal defect.

It's a hole in my heart.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's all right. You just get all better
sometimes.

I can't really do anything since
January, so... I can't really play games

either, but maybe that's why the other
kids don't like me.

Oh, I'm sure that's not true.

Well, they like me when I mess around.

I see.

Is that why you were nasty to Mrs
Jenkins before?

Well, it means I can have some fun,
but...

I'm the one who always gets into trouble
for it.

Well, that doesn't sound very clever.

Not very nice, either.

Right, let's try it again.

Let's wrestle this time, though.

You're a genius.

I know.

Look at him go.

I'll sit on the back.

I think you're a bit young for that.

OK, then. I'm 16.

I'll tell you how many days, where that
is.

Holy crew, Jack.

The doctor is weak.

I don't miss much.

No wedding ring.

Can you imagine what they'd think if
they knew I was a drug addict?

Well, it's not exactly common round
here.

How did it happen?

Boyfriend. I was 18, he was in a rock
band.

Said he was going places.

I just went along for the ride.

I don't know he was a junkie.

I'd never even heard of heroin.

Why didn't you just leave?

I got sucked into the London lifestyle.

You know, clubs, restaurants, famous
people.

In the end, I got addicted to...

Yeah, but you got out. You know, you
came back here.

Yeah, well, I was lucky.

Met the father of my child.

Proper decent man for a change.

I suppose it's easier being out of
London. Not so many drugs around.

You're always tempted, though.

That's the problem.

It's always there if you need it bad
enough.

Why all this fuss? Because of Mrs
Jenkins?

Smells, you know.

It's on a pig farm.

It's a dairy farm, I believe.

It counts.

It still smells, though.

She said you can always get it if you
need to, so she must know people who

it. You know, dealers.

Perhaps.

So she might know something about the
burglary.

Well, I'm fairly sure she's managed to
distance herself from those people.

Min?

Oh.

Anyway, thanks for telling me. I will
speak to her.

We've got a problem.

Polly Cruikshank.

She's showing signs of active
tuberculosis.

Oh, no.

Oh, dear. It would have to be her,
wouldn't it?

Jill, can I ask you something?

Samantha.

Did she confide in you who the father of
her baby was?

No, she didn't.

Sorry.

Oh, well.

Thanks anyway.

So... What do we do with the little Miss
Cruikshank?

You can't leave me here.

You're infectious and you need to be
isolated.

And your mum's agreed she'll be here as
soon as she can.

It's so unfair.

It's for your own good. And so are these
antibiotics.

I'm not swallowing them.

It's all your fault. I hate you.

Hold your tongue, Polly.

Take up.

I'll be back.

Him too, Dean.

Do you know how fit he is?

He's a farmer.

He's getting on a bit.

Chest.

I can't breathe.

The rope's compressing his ribs.

All right, then. Don't worry.

Can't you do something?

Doctor?

Refinish! One, two, three, four!

One, two...

Two, three, four!

Georgie, um... Have you ever been
tempted to top up your dose?

You know, above the level we agreed.

Tempted, yeah, but I want to go to some
dealer, if that's what you mean.

OK.

Good.

Well... It's time to make a decision.

I'm proposing that you stay in hospital
for a week or two.

Complete withdrawal.

That means no methadone.

Although we will be able to give you
other drugs to help you sleep and to

the pain.

And there will be pain.

You'll feel depressed.

You won't want to go on.

And that's why I think, for yourself and
for your baby, we need to do this in a

controlled environment where we can
treat your symptoms and where we can

you all the support you're going to
need.

It's scary.

It will be tough.

But it'll be worth it.

Two, three, four!

One, two, three, four!

He's there. Come on, lad. He's coming
up.

All right.

Take his pulse up, please.

Let me feel your legs, Fred.

All right, he's in shock. Set up a
saline drip and get some oxygen.

How's the pulse?

Only about 40.

Well, I've expected a compensatory
tachycardia. It should be a lot higher

that. All right, Fred.

All right.

Get him to the captaincy. He needs an
ECG. He looks like his heart.

I'm afraid the strain's taken its toll.

Come on, let's go!

Major, I, um... I think you're trying to
deal with what happened by

bottling it up.

I don't know what you're talking about,
Dr Wetherill.

There's nothing wrong with me.

Well, you're traumatised. You know, it's
bound to affect your work.

You think I can't do my job properly?

Well, you are hiding away in your
office.

Things could be worse, you know.

Really, I'd like to know how.

Oh, hello, Matron.

That's him.

That's the thief.

Quick, somebody call the police.

Well, the police are on their way.

No wonder he's so moody.

He's a drug addict.

Or perhaps he was stealing them for
somebody else.

Am I right, Chris?

Oh, come on, Major. Let's get you out of
here.

I'm sorry.

I am sorry.

I never wanted to hurt you.

Then why did you do it?

You going somewhere?

Yeah, I'm just going to go and discuss
things with my boyfriend.

Well, there's no need to go home.

Chris is already here.

Ready? One, two, three.

Right,

better get him cleaned up, and then
we'll get straight on with the ECG.

I won't have to. All right, Fred.

You'll be okay.

Let's listen to what's going on.

Right.

Panicked.

I had to get out.

And when you were at the floor, I knew I
should have stopped to see if you were

okay.

But you didn't.

And you could have owned up when you
were admitted.

I wanted to.

I couldn't do it.

I've never stolen anything before.

I'm not a criminal.

So why now?

And why steal drugs?

He did it for me.

It was my fault.

How are you, Ellen?

Guess what I've worked out now.

It's once about... Not now, Polly.

Right, we're taking you to Fred, Mrs
Jenkins.

What's going on?

Polly, will you please be quiet?

Not me!

Polly!

Chris hates drugs. I'm the addict.

Georgie's been on a methadone withdrawal
programme.

She's been doing better since she became
pregnant.

I'd say you need to do a lot better.

Have you any idea what those drugs might
be doing to your baby?

I know it's no excuse, but I really
needed it.

She was frantic, and I was worried about
the baby.

Chris only got the drug to calm me down.

I know I shouldn't have done it.

I didn't know what else to do.

I'm sorry.

No, I'm the one who should apologise.

I've ruined everything.

I'll come in for treatment.

I'll start now if you like.

Please.

Here we are, Doctor.

Yes, well, that's clear enough.

He's had a major myocardial infarction.

Right, I need 10 milligrams of
dimorphine and 0 .6 of it.

First his children, now this.

If it had come forward sooner, none of
this would have happened.

Fred's had a heart attack, I'm afraid,
has he?

And I'm sure that's more down to the
exertion he experienced during his

than any strain you may have put him
under.

Holly. Holly.

Hey.

Are you all right?

Does it matter?

Do you think she'll go through with her
promise?

Well, I think she's finally ready to
give it a try. I'm sure we can see her

through the withdrawal process.

But...

Well, the real problems will start
afterwards.

Breaking the psychological dependency.

And I think recovery will be a lot
harder if she doesn't have Chris around

lean on. I think she might find it
pretty hard to cope on her own.

I'd better tell them what's happening.

Um, Matron, are you all right?

Better, I think.

This is getting ridiculous.

I was seeing a patient on the ward. I
went to plump up her pillows and whack.

She just slapped me.

I can't take much more of this.

I need some air.

Why don't you come back inside with me?

You don't want to make yourself really
ill now, do you?

I mean, who wins then?

Come on.

Come

on,

you're alright.

You're alright.

What's got your girl?

Or him.

Oh, I'm surprised you haven't heard.

There's some gossip going round.
Apparently, I was the one who got

Beaumont pregnant.

Oh. I mean, look on the bright side.

These people are talking about you.
Better than being ignored.

It's not funny!

Oh, sorry, mate.

What about Samantha?

She said anything?

Yeah, well, lack of problem.

She's the only one who knows who the
father was, and she's keeping it to

herself.

Well, Samantha was quite a girl.

Who knows who the father was?

But if it helps, I believe you.

Well, cheers, mate.

Tell you what, now buy your pint later
on and join your sorrows, yeah?

Well, it'll take more than a pint.

Dr Goodwin, she needs help.

Well, it's a warning.

And we do have the drugs to treat your
situation, but... Look, you really do

have to look at the way you live your
lives.

Fred, you need complete rest.

And you both need to slow down.

You mean the phone?

Oh, it's time to give it up, love.

We've done our bit.

You both have each other.

Oh, that's true enough.

I'm going to give you some oxygen,
Polly. And if you could take your blood

pressure, please.

Doctor!

Is she all right?

Well, I don't think there's any harm
done.

Lucky you found her when you did.

And listen there.

About what I said last night.

Oh, forget it.

There's you, you're sleeping over there
Whilst

me, I'm sitting here

With so much sea between us I can't

make it much more clear So what do you
think will happen?

Don't know.

They could throw the book at me.

I will stop.

You've said that before.

But I really mean it this time.

I don't want our baby born an addict.

The police will charge you with stealing
the drugs.

It could mean a prison sentence.

What about the assault?

I'm prepared to speak up for you in
court.

It seems it might persuade the judge to
be more lenient.

Why would you help me?

I don't deserve it after what I did to
you.

I think that baby needs a chance.

The three of you should be together.

1 ,348 days.

I worked it out after I saw your date of
birth on your notes.

You only missed one out.

You forgot the leap year.

Never mind.

We all make mistakes.

Yeah, and you've made a few.

But people do care about you, you know.

But you don't make it easy when you're
nasty to them.

You ever think about it?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Jenkins.

I didn't mean other things I said.

Oh, thanks, love.

I needed that.

Dr. Wetherill, I owe you an apology.

I wasn't myself.

Oh, there's no need, really.

You were quite right. I was trying to
cope with it on my own, like I usually

Sometimes it's good to know that there
are people you can rely on.

Dr Weatherill, the man from the public
health department's here.

Oh, right. Be right there.

You go and post your letter.

I'll handle this.

Those children are a disgrace.

Bubblegum, on my chair.

Hardly life or death, Mr Harper. No need
to make a foot.

Fine on the job, Nurse Davenport. We're
here for a reason, you know.

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