All language subtitles for The Royal s05e04 Seeking Refuge

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.

Won't somebody tell me what I've done
wrong?

that leads us to knows

where

I haven't been able to say very much.

He's an American, I think.

And it looks like he slept in the
church.

Where's my bag?

You'll all have to sit down, please.
I've only one pair of hands.

Quick, if you can, please, Lizzie. Got
to hold up.

Morning, Justine.

Oh, morning.

Haven't missed me, have they?

Yeah. Been in emergency admission.

Stella's had to cover. Oh, no.

Matron was asking for you.

Good morning, the Royal.

OK, let's see if we can find some ID,
shall we?

Hey.

Hey, what's going on?

You're in a hospital.

I'm Dr Witherell. Can you tell me your
name?

Uh, Jim.

Jim Chandler.

From Sorrento, Canada.

Right, Mr Chandler. Can you tell me
where it hurts?

It's right here, ma 'am.

It's real bad. OK.

Ah. Ah. OK, sorry, I am going to have to
examine you first. I'll give you

something to the pain.

100 milligrams of pethidine
intramuscularly.

Where's Nurse Dean?

She's not available. I'm filling in for
a doctor.

Nurse Dean.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Angela's been having a few problems at
school, you see, and her teacher wanted

quick chat.

I'm afraid that's why I was late.

Really?

That isn't why I wanted a word, though.

I'm not condoning poor timekeeping,
Nurse Dean, but I was just checking up

see how you're settling in.

Oh, I'm fine.

Fine, Machen.

Coming back into nursing after a few
years out, it can be tough.

Yes, but I am coping.

Then you'd better get along to casualty.

How's the pain?

It's much better, thanks, ma 'am.

Breathe in for me.

I am so sorry. I have got things to do,
you know.

Does that hurt now?

Done the trick, Doc. Thanks.

Why were you in the church, Jim?

I'd gotten in late last night.

Couldn't find a hostel.

When the rain came on, I just took
shelter.

So, what brings you to Elton Bay?

I'm a student on vacation.

Trying to hitch a ride to Oxford.

What, you ended up here?

Oxford's miles away.

Yeah.

Geography was never in my bag.

I should be moving.

Mr Chandler, I'm afraid the pain's only
been relieved because of the injection

we gave you.

You're not going anywhere till we know
why you collapsed, OK?

Dr Wetherill has an emergency admission.
You'll have to wait.

I'm here to see Dr Goodwin. You're next
in that you've worked in.

Morning.

What's up with her?

Well, it's just the effect you usually
have on women.

Stockholm road ready?

Not yet.

Good. Gives me time for a flag then. No,
you haven't.

You said the car needs filling up.

Buxton.

This could be a peptic ulcer.

Is that serious?

If it perforates, yes, we may need to
operate.

I appreciate your concern, Doc. I really
do.

But I've got to get going.

Mr Chandler, until we have a fuller
diagnosis, I strongly recommend that you

remain here.

If it happens again, I'll check in to
another hospital, okay?

I'm leaving.

Right, okay, I'm fine.

I can't stop you, but you will need to
sign your own discharge form, okay?

Twelve weeks?

Still early days.

How are you feeling?

I keep having funny turns.

Can you be a bit more specific?

I go all giddy.

I get blinding headaches.

Something's not right.

Hmm. Well, I've seen you three times
this year.

You scalded your foot with boiling
water, cut your hand with a bread knife

bruised yourself falling down the
stairs. Those were just accidents.

They're different.

I'm in real pain.

Can't you see?

Carol, you seem to be under a bit of
stress.

Your husband, he's a... he's a toilet
man, isn't he?

What's that got to do with it?

OK.

If you pop on the couch, I'll take a
look at you.

Blood pressure first.

If you can roll your sleeve up for me.

I feel really... I feel really faint,
Doctor.

Carol?

Carol?

Sorry to say it, but I don't believe a
word he said.

Oh, I agree.

Well, at least try and make him rest a
while after that injection, but if he

still insists.

Pick it up.

I'm going to miss driving this when
you're back behind the wheel.

It'll be a while, yeah.

There's an emergency bed available in
Forsert, if necessary.

Thank you, Matron.

She's a neighbour of mine.

Oh, do you know her well?

Not really. My Jack used to drink with
her husband.

They're both on the trawlers.

She and her aren't that close.

They're a bit of a trap, aren't they?

Well, not a fashion house. I know, but
patients need cheering up.

Actually, I've had an offer of some
bankrupt stock.

Nightwear. And?

And I was wondering if his nibs might
take the opportunity to renew this

With a decent mark -up, of course. He
middled it. He'd have bought the idea. I

don't know about him, though.

Oh, there's the phone.

Sister, he shouldn't be leaving yet.
He's just been given a very strong

analgesic. Yes, I know, and I've tried
to stop him, but... Where do I find this

phone? Mr Chandler.

You're not very well. You shouldn't be
going yet.

That's my concern, Doc.

Are you going to admit me?

We're not sure you need a bed.

But I'm ill.

Well, your blood pressure is normal,
your temperature is normal, and your

rate is normal.

In fact, I can find nothing wrong with
you.

You, um...

You pretended to faint earlier, didn't
you?

Why?

Why did you do that?

Oh, God.

You never understand.

Try as, Carol.

You want to stay here, don't you, Carol?
Why?

Is there something wrong at home? No.

Is it something to do with your husband?

It's all right, Carrie.

You can tell me.

There.

I'm a free man.

Thanks, sister.

Well, it's against our advice.

But good luck to you.

We don't get many of your sort up here.

You know, coloureds and that.

Oh, don't get me wrong. I have no
against black people.

I love Motown music, me.

Glad to hear it.

Here we are.

I'll be getting along.

Thanks for... What's up? You all right?

Help!

Flaming Norris.

Oh, God!

All right, Mr.

Schroeder. Erect and supine x -ray of
the abdomen, please, nurse.

Right, I think we'd better check his
bag, see if he's on any medication he

hasn't told us about.

So the last three accidents you've had
weren't really accidents.

How long has he been doing this to you,
Carol?

If you don't tell me, I can't help you.

You can't help me anyway.

This is the 20th century.

It's illegal for a man to beat his wife.

I could take you to the police.

I haven't been to the police.

What happens between a man and wife is
private as far as they're concerned.

don't want to know.

That's appalling.

Terry trolled herself the day after
tomorrow.

He always gets drunk before he leaves
and ends up hitting me.

I need somewhere to go.

Travel right.

Doesn't give much away about yourself.

No, but this does.

What, an American passport? He said he
was Canadian, didn't he?

And he's not Jim Chandler. His name's
Jermaine Johnson.

Jermaine Johnson.

Right, well, I think we'd better inform
the police.

Just in case.

What about your family?

I've no one here.

A B &B?

I've no money.

No bank account.

I've got nowhere to go.

Please. Wait in reception.

I'll see what I can do.

Stephen Falter.

Doc? Doc?

Doc? Stephen Falter is next on your
list.

Yes, I know that.

Yes.

Doc?

waiting list for council accommodation.
I'm sorry, we've nowhere for her.

I thought welfare services were supposed
to help families in need.

Look, I'm here to help another patient
with his unemployment benefit. This

my case.

Then whose is it?

Who do I go to?

We don't like interfering between
husband and wife.

We have to admit her.

We've only one emergency bed available
in Fawcett.

Then we must use it.

She and her baby are at acute risk. I
understand how you feel, but how would

look if there's a real emergency and a
perfectly healthy woman is taken up a

bed? And how will it look if she ends up
in casualty tomorrow?

And we could have prevented it. We're
not a hostel, Jeff. We can't just give

beds to people because they've got
domestic problems.

OK.

Then I'll talk to her husband.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

No.

But under the circumstances, there's not
a lot else I can do, is there?

Our job's hard enough without people
being rude like that. If he was, it's

because he cares about his patients.

Right.

Ah, well.

Temperatures are back to normal.

Been a battle doctor.

Keeping a young tyke in bed.

Yes, I'm sure.

All right, Stephen.

I'm going to just listen to your chest
in your tummy. OK?

Could you please pass me my bag?

There you go.

Are you all right, Doctor?

Yes, yes.

I'm fine.

Just a bit warm in here, that's all.

Now then, Stephen.

Is that so, this thing?

Ah!

Am I?

Yes. Ah, yes.

All right, erm... Put your top back on.

Oh, the police had nothing

on any one of his name or description.

Did you manage to check down Mr
Reynolds?

Well, he wasn't thrilled, but he said
it'll pop in on his way to the golf

Jolly decent of him.

Oh, this could be more complicated than
I thought.

Oh, you're looking happier now.

Sorry? Well, you seemed flustered
earlier on, but it's nice to see you

again.

Does he fancy you?

Don't be daft.

As if he'd look twice at me.

Anyway, I thought you said you saw him
with some glamour posts the other night.

Yeah, maybe he just chats up anything in
his skirt, eh?

I'd, um... I'd like him to come into
hospital.

Why?

Just in case there are complications.

He'll be on the safe side.

What's our complications? What's wrong
with him?

I'm not sure.

I'll just need to have some tests.

There's nothing wrong, so what is it?

We're not sure yet.

Why have you been lying to us, Mr.
Johnson?

I thought if I said I was Canadian,
there wouldn't be any problems.

Why would there be problems?

I don't have a proper visa.

And I don't want to be sent home yet.

Look, just be straight with me. Are you
in any trouble?

Trouble? No, ma 'am.

What the hell's wrong with me?

Just try and keep still for me for a
minute.

Harry Buxton.

A wife beater.

It makes sense of all those accidents
she's been having.

She says he's been hitting her since
they got married.

Do you not believe her?

If he has, it's the first I've heard of
it.

Well, you could yourself. You don't know
her that well.

Yes, but fishing communities are closed.
Terry's well -liked. I have never heard

it said he's a violent man.

Then how do you explain it?

Having a husband awaits you can be
tough.

Carol has a reputation for not coping,
for, uh...

For being a bit emotional.

X -ray of the abdomen shows nothing.

How's the blood pressure?

90 over 60.

Are you known to have low blood
pressure, Mr Johnson?

Sister, will you just pull back this
pyjama leg, please?

How long have you had this?

A couple of weeks.

The pain's here, though not in my legs.

Thank you, sister.

A word, Doctor?

Negroid people of African origin can be
susceptible to illnesses we rarely

encounter.

Let's see what the blood tests show.

Ah, Mr. Rose.

Do you have a moment, please? No, it's
my day off. I've already been dragged

away from the first team.

Ah. This will be young Stephen.

Hello. I want to go home.

I think you'd best if Stephen goes into
the sidewalk, don't you, Major?

The bed's made. Come on this way.

Be sure to sit next to Perry, Doctor.

He seems much better.

Well, the test won't take that long, Mr
Salter.

Left kidney is enlarged, possible
tumour.

I need to run a blood and urine test and
IVP.

But please don't tell the parents yet.

I want to be absolutely certain first.

Look, have you got a minute? I've got a
real puzzler on my hands here.

Yes, so?

You look tired.

Breath of fresh air?

Hello.

Have a good day. Have a good day.

We're very short of beds, I'm afraid.
There isn't one available.

Look, Errol, I'd like to talk to your
husband about this. No.

No, he'll come back. He won't dare harm
you once you realise it. We know what's

going on.

A doctor's evidence that the police
would send him to prison.

Now there's a brave lad, Stephen.

We thought he was on the mend.

I know. Coming into hospital can be a
shock.

Dr Ormrod will pop in later.

He seemed a bit panicky to me. He seems
to stay even in like this.

What do you reckon's wrong with him?

I'll ask Dr Ormrod to speak to you.

I hate getting up in the morning, baby.
I've been dreaming of

you the whole night long.

Yeah, the whole night long.

When I turn around and find you...

Look, I was really worried about you.

She's fine.

Can I have a word, please?

Yeah, sure.

I just wanted to warn him that he may
have to operate on the boy in the

and he can't be dead.

Well, he had to come in especially to
see my leg.

You know, I'm beginning to think that we
need to find ourselves another surgeon.

One that puts medicine before golf.

Oh, well, this case of mine's proven to
be a real... It's a blot, big man!

Really, he's more trouble than he's
worth. Gordon, sorry, are you interested

anything I've got to say?

Yes, of course I am.

What are you talking about?

Exactly.

We don't actually have to supply them at
all, Caden. It is a courtesy.

They should bring their own pyjamas.

You can't always, can they? We've got
emergencies in that, and new ones would

put down on mending and down, and you'd
save money at the end. All right, all

right, provided it's all above board.

Thought you'd go for it.

No, you didn't.

Is the baby up?

Yeah.

I'll put the kettle on.

Something's really upset her.

She pretended to faint.

Pretended?

Why?

She says she's terrified of you.

That you get violent.

Hit her.

Oh, no.

Here we go again.

What do you mean?

Whenever I'm about to go away, she falls
to pieces.

Or conveniently has an accident.

You're saying she harms herself
deliberately?

Yes. To stop me from going away.

She can't cope when I'm not here.

Two or three days before I'm due to
sail, something always happens.

Have you talked to her about it?

She just burst into tears.

Says I've got to leave the trials, which
is the only life I know.

Can't you give her some pills to calm
her nerves down?

Drugs can be dangerous at this stage of
a pregnancy.

Well, please do something, Doctor.

This baby means everything to us.

Can you pop in tomorrow, Carol?

I'll see if we can do anything for your
anxiety.

She will, Doctor.

Have you seen this

man, Miss?

I'm not sure.

Who are you, anyway?

Please, has he been here?

Patient information is strictly
confidential, I'm afraid.

Thank you.

Oh, no!

Matron. Get away from me.

I'm not well. Get out of the bed, son.

What on earth is going on?

We're with the U .S. Army, ma 'am.
Military police.

Your local police know we're on their
ground. They informed us this man was

here. One of your doctors called and
concerned about him. What's he supposed

have done?

He's a private in the U .S. 8th Army
stationed in West Germany.

He's wanted for desertion.

That is maybe.

This man is ill.

What exactly is wrong with him?

He's had tests. We're awaiting a
definite diagnosis.

Then I suggest we take him to the
nearest U .S.-based hospital. He can be

treated there.

Mr. Johnson is undergoing emergency
treatment here. He can't be moved

his doctor's permission. And she's not
on duty till the morning.

Jill.

Look, um... I'm sorry about earlier.

I just got myself a bit wild up.

Look, I've been thinking, why don't you
take a few days off or something?

No, no, no.

We've got too much on.

Gordon, we could easily get a locum in.
No!

I really don't want to go away.

It wouldn't help me.

OK?

It wasn't just you I was thinking about.

your face and it's too much too much for
me

trouble oh trouble

can't you see you're eating my heart
away and there's

nothing much left of me

he's

been AWOL from my Bremen base for three
weeks Jumped a boat in a hamburger and

got here illegally.

Got no papers to be in your country.

That doesn't alter the medical position.

He can't be moved yet.

Well, I'll have to talk to my commanding
officer.

I don't want no more of you.

So won't you be kind to me?

Just let me go where I have to go there.

We found him, sir. He's in Elsinore.

Trouble.

Trouble, move away.

I have seen your face and it's too much
for me today.

Trouble, trouble, can't you see?

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

I'm getting out of here. You can't.
You're not well. It doesn't matter.

The company's been posted to Vietnam.

I already did one tour.

If I go back, I won't stand a chance.

It's hell on earth out there.

Killing and dying for nothing.

You're not going back to Vietnam or
anywhere.

We're going to look after you here.

No, they won't let you.

They're going to take me away.

We'll see about that.

Why are you doing this, huh?

I'm just some coward who won't even
fight for his own country.

Jermaine, I was taught that fighting and
killing was never a good thing.

But I know a good man when I see one.

Let's get you back to good health.

Things won't seem so bad then.

Hmm?

What's going on? No idea.

Where the hell is he?

There we go, Mr. Johnson. Now, if you
need to go again, just let us know.

Thanks. Call him nature, Sergeant.

Oh, really?

Hey! What do you think you're doing?

Just doing my job.

What the... They haven't come back to
the bed. They've been here all night.

Right. Well, what do you say about that?

Mr. Rose is in early today.

I'm very keen to see those good test
results.

Morning. Morning.

Morning, Doc.

Will you be needing me today? Later,
probably.

Wash the car before we go, please. It's
filthy.

Your pulse, Doctor, I will. Thank you,
Lizzie.

Right.

Buy this, please, Lizzie.

Here you go.

After thalidomide, we have to be
extremely careful prescribing sedatives.

Take off your headscarf for me, can't
we?

And how did that happen?

If you want to catch a star, then walk
my way. I'll take you where the night is

always day.

You can follow me if you really try.

Maybe we will find a rainbow to teach
you to fly.

And if you want your friends to come,
then bring them all along.

Ah, Mr. Rose.

I wanted to talk to you about this
yesterday.

It's the Psalter boy, Stephen.

I'm 99 % certain it's a Wilms tumour.

I just hope we've got it in time.

Well, I'd better have a look.

If it is a Wilms tumour, the sooner we
remove the kidney, the better.

Provided the cancer hasn't spread, then
we should be all right. Put him first on

my list, Matron.

His parents have no idea how serious it
is.

A major operation would be a shock for
them.

And you told them?

Well, it was a chance diagnosis.

I didn't want to say anything until I
was absolutely certain.

You'd better inform them now.

You can't have hysterical parents in the
operating theatre.

He came back from the pub rolling drunk.

Shouting I was carrying on with Arthur's
dream.

Sorry, Caroline, nearly over.

Went berserk.

Started hitting me.

My half believed him.

How stupid can you get?

I waited till he was flat out this
morning.

I can't go back.

Give us a minute, Carol.

I'm really sorry.

Terry's always seen such a decent bloke.
Oh, well, we all got it wrong.

Had we listened to her, given her a bed,
none of this would have happened.

At least the baby seems to be all right.

I need the evening, I can't take it to
my consultant room.

She's not going home while he's still
there.

There you go, fellas.

I'll be one and tough, please.

All right.

There you go.

Oh, sorry, I don't have any change.

You keep it, Ken. Call it a goodwill
gesture.

Oh, right, well, thanks very much.

Hands across the sea and all that.

Right, I'd like these off, please.

I have told them, Doctor.

He tried to escape.

We're sticking to procedures.

We have procedures, too, involving
patient confidentiality.

Would you leave us, please?

Right, Mr Johnson, I think we've found
what's wrong.

What is it?

Haemoglobinopathy. Sickle cell anemia.

An inherited condition particular to
people of African origin.

That sounds serious.

Your red blood cells are barely working,
so your blood doesn't have sufficient

levels of oxygen for your body to be
working properly.

Pardon me, we need to know if this man's
condition is contagious.

It's not.

I asked you to leave.

Please.

We need to treat the anemia immediately,
Mr Johnson, otherwise you could be at

risk. You already have less than 50 %
haemoglobin function.

We need to carry out a total exchange
transfusion.

Whatever you say.

Please, just do it.

Cancer?

You said it was flu.

Now you're telling us he's got cancer
and he has to lose a kidney.

Look, I realise that it's a shock,
but... In a way, it's lucky that Stephen

the flu.

else I wouldn't have had it. You should
have found it when you first came round.

I reckon you're just trying to cover up
now.

I'm sorry, but you haven't got a clue
what you're talking about, man.

Mr Salter, a wound tumour can go
unnoticed for months.

It's really very fortunate that Dr
Ormerod found it at all.

He didn't mean to. It's OK.

I'm sorry I said that.

Excuse me.

What am I doing?

Be straight with me, Doc.

Well, sickle cell isn't curable as such,
but you can live with it.

You will require a period of
recuperation, preferably in a warm

I heard Thaigarn's pretty warm this time
of year.

Let me tell you, sir, in the British
Army, this man would be discharged on

medical grounds.

So I can make some kind of recovery from
this, right?

With care, yes.

Okay.

For pity's sake, will you not take these
handcuffs off him now?

We're not stopping you from doing your
job, ma 'am. Let us do ours, OK?

Because we did nothing, she could have
lost her baby.

She needs a room for one night, that's
it.

The last bed in Fawcett's been taken.

An appendicitis this morning.

In that case, there must be a spare room
at the nurse's home.

The nurse's home?

I'm not sure that's appropriate.

Do we have any better ideas?

If it's only for one night, perhaps we
could bend the rules.

Good.

That settles it, then.

In the best way.

I am not at all happy about this.

We best keep an eye.

How long will it take, Doctor?

Hard to say.

Why don't you go through to my
consultancy? Lizzie will make you a nice

tea.

When Terry's gone, we'll have time to
organize him for more permanent, yeah?

I want these cuffs off now.

As soon as he goes through, ma 'am,
we'll take them off. Not before.

Sorry. Hey.

Hey, wait a minute.

Just doing our job, Sergeant.

Then please.

Oh. Oh.

For God's sake, Matt, the patient's more
awake than you are.

Increase the triline.

Sorry to have thought to bother.

Don't be silly.

I never dreamt Terry was like that.

Why didn't you say something before?

I was too scared.

Oh, Dr Goodwin, he's looking for his
wife. I said I thought she was seeing

and Nurse Dean in casualty. What did she
say?

Honest to God, I never laid a finger on
her. Oh, I saw what you did. I didn't do

anything. She must have done it to
herself.

Come on!

She punched herself in the face. You
don't know her. I know a serious assault

when I see one.

Jeff, what's going on? Please, just
leave this to me. He's keeping my wife

me. She doesn't want to see you. I'm
worried about our baby. The baby's fine.

Just... just go.

You're making a big mistake, Doctor.

If she harms our child, I'll hold you
responsible.

That was out of line, Doctor Goodwin.

You're letting your emotions cloud your
judgement.

Excuse me, mate. Do you know where I can
find Nurse Dean?

Why? She's an old friend. I asked at
reception, but they said she'd popped

Oh. Well, last night, she and Doc
Goodman were taking some women to the

zone. Nursery zone?

Yeah, just round the corner.

All right.

Cut.

Excellent.

Biopsies on the kidney and surrounding
tissues, please.

Wheel him out.

So, what do you think?

I think you ought to stop burning the
candle at both ends, Gordon.

You got enough of these?

No.

Hey, all right, mate.

No hard feelings, you know, about the
handcuffs.

So much for hands across the sea.

All right, Jermaine.

That's the sedative.

Right.

Are you sure you wouldn't like Goodwin
to take over? I have a few more on the

list after this. No, I'm fine. Thank
you.

All right, I'll take him through.

Well done, Steve.

You came through very well.

Will he be able to live a full life with
only one kidney?

Heavens yes. There's no reason why he
shouldn't climb Everest.

We were really shocked when we were told
it was cancer.

Extremely hard to diagnose a Wilmer's
tumour.

But for Dr Romerod here, we might have
missed it.

We want to thank you, Doctor.

Yeah, we appreciate all you've done for
Stephen.

I'm sorry if I was... No, no.

It was my fault.

I should have...

I should have explained things better.

Right. All delivered and accounted for.

Well, what do you think, Mitran?

It's all kosher, I can assure you.

Really?

I'm not sure this is entirely
appropriate nightwear for patients with

illnesses.

But the bloke I did the deal with, he
just said it was night attire.

Obviously, we can't use any of these.

I'll put a van load.

I'm sure you have a cousin somewhere
with a market stall.

No, I'm just worried that Jeff's letting
himself get emotionally involved.

Well, are you saying he might have
fallen for this woman?

No.

No, I'm saying that he's been taking
sides in her marital problems and Adam

Carnegie is concerned that it's starting
to affect his judgement.

Yes, well, I certainly haven't seen any
of it.

Maybe that's because you haven't been in
the right state to notice.

You haven't noticed much recently.

He's got nothing to do with my state.

I haven't seen him, Jill.

It's all right.

Perhaps you ought to have a quiet word
with him.

Yeah?

Who is it?

Hello, love.

Just explain exactly where you are
speaking from.

OK. OK, right away.

Everything all right, Lizzie? That was
the cleaning lady at the nurse's home.

Someone's badly hurt.

Send a nurse over and call the police.

Carol? No.

No. No.

Don't kill him.

I don't think I'll kill him. It's all
right.

It's all right, Carol.

It's all right. I didn't mean to.

It's all right. It's all right. Did you
hit him with this? I'm killing him. It's

all right, Carol. It's all right. It's
all right.

There's more breathing in my coal plant,
of course. I have to cut his windpipe

open.

What do you need us to do, Doctor? I'm
carrying out a cryo -chlorotomy, Nurse.

Frankie, warn staff we've got an
emergency. Possible brain damage.

I'm going to have to do this, otherwise
he'll die.

Okay.

Nothing for boys.

I feel much better.

It's not a cure.

Remember, you're going to have to learn
to live with this.

We will be strongly recommending that
Private Johnson is discharged on medical

grounds. You go ahead.

You've still got a court -martial to
face for desertion.

Forever in your dead sister.

Don't be silly.

No, seriously.

You've been my good Samaritan on a
foreign land.

Well, you just take care of yourself
now.

I'll be praying for you.

Mr. Rowan.

Mr. Venner, medicine.

Excuse me?

You okay, Terry? Just try and calm down.

Try and stay calm, Terry.

There'll be a laceration to the larynx
and a need of tracheotomy and

in fact.

So stay still for me now.

A little sting.

And again.

Is he going to be all right?

Just drink your tea, love.

Let me bump to him.

They'd like a word with you.

But for you, he'd have been a goner.

Yeah, well, was it worth it?

A man like that?

Our job's to save him, not to judge him.

They're taking her into custody.

There may be charges to bring.

He hits her and nothing happens. She
hits him.

They can't get her back. We don't know
he hit her, Jeff.

You jump to conclusions.

Jeff, we're just doctors.

We're not saints or miracle workers.

I failed her.

We all failed her.

Thank you.