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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.

Morning.

Still up in there?

Yep.

Thank you for coming this way.

Morning, nurse.

Listen, Valentine.

Patiently, Lizzie.

Mr Heaton.

Oh, good Lord.

I know.

Let's hope that new locum gets here soon.

Come on in.

Dr Omrod, can you add the BTs to your home visit?

Marie's just run. She can't come in because she's run out of money for the

fare. And Alfie's gone bright red.

Right.

Come on, Mr Heaton. If you've got a sore place on your back, I'd better take a

look at it. I'm all right.

This is what he's been like all along.

Let's get this cardigan off.

And your shirt.

That's it.

Now, if you could just lean forward.

Don't I get any privacy?

All right.

I know when I'm not wanted.

Hello, you two.

Ah,

Cassie.

Is your mother home, please?

Ah, Matron. Just coming to see you.

Bad news, I'm afraid.

Dr. Olmrod's just told me that they're not sending us a new locum after all.

I thought we were getting Dr.

Blackstone. Well, apparently he's been offered partnership in Pickering.

How does it come to be that at the very moment Dr. Wetherill goes off on

maternity leave, we allow Geoff Goodwin to go to Biafra?

It would have been all right if he'd come back when he said.

So why hasn't he?

Okay, what have we got?

Let's get you in, okay?

You can cry a little more.

Here we go.

Here we go.

It's gangrene.

Right up beyond the pelvis. We can't even irritate.

What the hell am I supposed to do?

Have antibiotics.

Nothing.

A six -month -old baby and we can do nothing.

Okay, quickly, a bowl of water, some soap and disinfectant.

And while you're at it, ask God what he thinks he's playing at.

Not God, Joff. The Nigerian army.

Yeah, well, we know who's behind them, don't we?

It was a clever bye there. Hello,

Jonathan.

My, my, aren't we doing well?

Oh.

Mr Carnegie and I wondered if we could have a quick word.

Oh, right, OK.

Sister, would you mind just keeping an eye on him for a minute?

We won't be long.

You take as long as you like. We'll be grand, won't we, little man?

Why is it, Doctor?

Well, if you remember, little Alfie had impetigo the other week.

Yeah, and you gave him that ointment.

Did you put it on?

Yeah, of course, for a day or two, till it got better.

I see.

Marie, it said on the label, what, ten days.

Administer for ten days. Now, if you keep forgetting it, do you want me to

remind you?

He's away.

Is he?

Working on a job, on a...

Marie, you've got to listen to me.

The impetigo didn't get better.

It got worse.

That little halfy here has got a severe skin reaction.

And if he doesn't get immediate treatment, he could even develop blood

poisoning. He's not going to die, is he? No, no, no, no.

He just needs... Well, he needs expert nursing.

Oh, my goodness.

Poor little man.

Even a rough idea would help.

Well, um...

I took six months of maternity leave and I've had five, so I don't know. I

suppose I could be back in about... This is because of Geoff Goodwin, is

it?

He's not come back and you're having to manage on three doctors, is that right?

Two. Two?

Dr Blackstone's been offered a partnership and the agency hasn't anyone

available.

Really?

Right, well, I suppose I'd better talk to Gordon.

Come on in, little baby.

Are we going to smile now, too, is it?

Good Lord, what had to happen?

Staphylococcal sclerotic skin syndrome arising from neglected impetigo, would

you believe?

What on earth is Jonathan doing here?

Get him right away, please. This child's highly contagious.

Where's Jill? I'll find her.

Right. Is the thigh wall free? Yes. Good. Get him straight in there. He

be kept in strict isolation.

Nurse Dean, this way, please.

Would you be so kind as to find somewhere for the other children?

Marie wants to sit with Alfie. They may be quite some time.

I had to bring the other children in with me. I'm afraid there's no one at

to look after them.

Jim is often one of his benders.

Oh,

Ken. No, definitely not.

Oh, look at him.

Look at all the...

It's called exfoliation, Marie.

The toxins from the Ibutergo are causing your skin to break down and just peel

away. Oh, dear.

It's all my fault.

The doctor's going to give him a course of antibiotics and I'm going to put this

nice lotion on.

If only Daddy had been at home.

Jim is away.

I know what you're thinking, but it's not that.

He's working.

I'm really sorry.

What's up?

Oh, baby.

How many wars like this are going to be fought?

If the Biafrans didn't have oil, no one would give a damn.

I know. It's a mess.

It's more than that.

It's genocide.

Come on, let's just get out of here.

Five minutes walk.

Then we go back on the road.

Come on.

We should be back in England, Jeff.

Our sabbatical is finished.

Sabbatical?

No, that's a joke.

No, this is not a sabbatical anymore.

This is real.

But you're exhausted.

Yeah, well, we're all exhausted.

You're exhausted, and you told your hospital you'd be back.

Look. There are arms flights coming in truly nearly every night. All you have

do is ask for a lift out. What?

Hitch a lift with a bunch of crooks and mercenaries? No.

No fear.

Chef.

You are so... têtu.

What's the word in English?

Principled? No.

Stubborn.

the doctor you try and relax okay we need to get him through move him

through the man's going into shock okay what have we got okay hold him there i'm

dr goodwin it's time to take off

Everything's going to be OK. Don't worry.

There is no way I can save it.

What have you got?

Ketamine. The last of the morphine was used up this morning.

Therese, we cannot wait. She's losing too much blood.

OK.

She's as ready as she'll ever be.

Jill, look, why don't you just take a few days to think this over, to be sure?

Gordon, I am sure.

Come on, we've talked about this.

After all, this is my decision. You know, it is my job.

It's my career.

It's our baby.

I know.

I know, and he's going to be absolutely fine. He loves his nanny.

It's not as if I'm going to be full -time, is it?

OK.

OK.

But... I still think Adam should have talked to both of us, not just you.

Morning. Morning.

Jill, don't tell me you have agreed.

Well, it seems the hospital would grind to a halt without it.

What are you doing?

Look at this.

Oh, wow.

It must be from... Morning.

Let it be Dr Macquarie.

Morning, everyone.

Oh, welcome back, Dr Wetherill.

Mitchon told us the news.

It's great we've missed you. Oh, thanks, Ken. I've missed you all too.

It's from Jeff Goodwin. Ah!

What does it say?

Anything about when he'll be back?

No.

It was sent three months ago.

I don't think he knew at that point.

If we could take the little girl out for a minute, please.

Brady, mommy will be fine, okay?

Let's go.

Hey, Lily.

Huh? Strong painkiller, okay?

Are you feeling happier today, Mr Heaton?

I will be, once I've seen this damn consultant.

He'll not be content till he's home, I'm afraid.

Mr Independent won't be helped, won't be looked after.

Get off.

See what I mean?

We wanted him to come and live with us, but no.

I like me own home.

Thank you very much.

Only things about me.

He could have brought them with you.

He's got all his old wartime stuff.

Oh! Oh, you're an old soldier.

I might have guessed.

The Great War.

In the trenches with the lads.

It was a terrible time.

Oh, shush, Dad.

He gets himself so upset.

You weren't there, love. You don't know how it feels.

I think I know a little, Mr Heaton.

My fiancé was in the Second World War.

He was 25.

I should have kept my big mouth shut.

Morning, Mr Heaton.

Mr Rose has arrived.

He'll be up to see you very soon.

Excuse me, Doctor.

This lump is gone.

What's it, do you think?

Let's wait and see what Mr Rose says, shall we?

Only if me dad... You won't let anything happen to him, will you?

Let's get you something to eat.

You can't look after your mother with no food inside you.

You're being a wonderful help.

A proper little nurse.

Thank you, Dr. Goodwin. You're very kind.

Thank you.

How old are you?

Let's sit down.

And where are your family?

Your father?

Brothers and sisters?

We do need to find somebody.

Aunts, uncles, grandparents.

Okay.

We can talk about it later.

Please.

Make her better.

I'll do my very best.

Hey, Doc.

Right, what have we got?

A locked knee for you. OK, get him straight through to the examination.

Right, OK, I'll take over.

Jill. Gordon, come on. You've got your ward rounds to do and I am back. Will

please, please just let go?

Jill. I'm not at all sure that we've made the right decision.

I am fine.

Just go, OK?

Right, we'll need your trust whilst the doctor can have a proper look, OK?

It's all right.

Just relax, I'll do it for you. OK.

Need a hand?

Yes, I should think you do.

All right, let's take a look at this knee, shall we?

First heaven book, should you not be on your ward?

Yes.

I gather you were a bit of a war hero, Mr. Heaton.

Survivor, Doctor, that's all.

Oh, don't be so modest.

A little bird told me you were awarded the military medal.

Doctors, eh?

Can't keep their mouths shut.

Right, let's have a look then, shall we?

Light, please.

Right, thank you.

Word, please, Dr. McCauley.

We have a hard, fixed lump rising from the muscle just above the sacroiliac

joint. What does that suggest to you, Dr. McCauley?

A sarcoma.

Precisely, and probably malignant.

No point in delaying. I'll fit him in the list tomorrow, remove the tumor

forthwith, and see how we go from there.

The doctor came in last night. Excellent.

What have we got?

Dressings, aspirin, morphine, and bottles of saline.

Nowhere negative?

No blood or plasma.

No?

Well, that's the main thing we asked for.

We can't manage on just saline, not with these sorts of injuries.

And Lily, she certainly won't make it.

Jeff, we lose patients every day.

We're just doctors. We can't solve everything.

We won't get very far up the Himalayas on this, I'm afraid. It's well and truly

locked. Have you tried to free it?

Briefly. I didn't want to force it.

Right, sir.

We'll give it another try, shall we?

This...

Sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind.

Is that it?

Not quite. You're going to need an operation.

An operation?

To remove the offending cartilage.

There's no question if you're going climbing again until I've done that,

knee could lock again at any moment.

But the expedition leaves in six weeks.

If I can't go, I'll be letting down the whole team. I mean, how long is it all

going to take?

Hmm.

Have you any bets on Milner?

One.

I shall try to fit him in as an extra on tomorrow's list. Thank you very much.

Well, I wouldn't want to let your chums down, now would I?

Oh, Marie.

I told you not to touch him.

He was crying.

He needed a cuddle. Oh, dear. What am I going to do with you, eh?

I'll have to put his ointment on all over again.

The image of his daddy, isn't he?

Under all them blisters.

Marie, please, would you just wash your hands?

Speaking of Jimmy, have you any way of contacting him so he can collect the

other children?

He hasn't been back for five whole nights.

Oh, Marie.

You're not leaving him here, Dad, not with that stinky dog.

Yeah, but we don't have him in den again, and Catherine won't have him in

casualty, so where are they to go?

Still lives on a Jimmy, I suppose.

Signs everywhere.

Sailor's Arms, Bluebell, Rose and Crown, Rail Women.

Does he actually know about us?

I doubt it. I don't know him yet.

Ah, Gordon.

The very man.

Can I have a word, please?

I beg your pardon, Alan?

Nothing, Miss Carnegie.

I, uh, I just wanted to be hard to like at my hands to see your wife back at

last. Absolutely marvellous.

Oh, it can't be at last, Adam.

She's actually come back a whole month early.

And I do rather wish that you'd spoken to me first before putting pressure on

her like that. There's no pressure, Gordon. I simply explained the situation

left it to her.

Incidentally, I gather that Dr Macquarie had a letter from Geoff this morning.

I believe so, yes. With absolutely no mention whatsoever of when he might be

back.

I put my career on the line when I saved this place from closure. I need it to

run efficiently.

It's very difficult for me on staff going on like this. Yes, I'm sure,

I think that we were rather efficient even before you came along to save us.

that's just my humble opinion, of course.

As a mere doctor.

60 over 40.

Still very low.

She's not coming out of her shock?

No.

And she's not passing any urine, so her kidneys are failing.

Doctor!

I have something.

Please. What is it, Elali?

When I

die, my daughter alone, no one

else, all village killed.

Yes.

I give her to you.

I'll make sure that she's looked after.

No. You take her.

You.

Aleli, I... Promise you take her.

Say it.

I promise.

I promise.

Cheers. Cheers.

OK, let's get straight to the point.

Jill and I were wondering, now that your short -term contract's nearly up, well,

we were wondering whether you'd like to join the practice.

Join? Mm -hm.

What, permanently?

As a partner, yes.

I don't know what to say.

Well, you don't have to say anything. Just take your time.

Think it over.

I doubt we'll get much sense out of him. Come on.

He nicked a pigeon and slotted off back to bottom.

Hello, Jimmy.

Hey, lad, you all right? You coming to join us?

No, Jimmy, we're not drinking. No. We're just here to see if you knew your

Alfie's in hospital with a rash.

He's bad.

No. And me and Alan have had to babysit the other three because you weren't

there to look after him.

Oh, come on. I didn't know.

Well, you know now.

So come on, Jimmy, get home straight away.

Give Marie Anne for a change.

Yeah, no, I will.

Yeah, of course I will.

You've got the van outside. Do you want a lift?

I'm just going to finish this drink.

No, look, I'll be there, I promise.

Pigeon's gone to Bournemouth.

So many deaths.

I know.

And what we do with this little one, I do not know.

I don't believe it.

So much for Jimmy and his promises.

Ring his flipping neck.

Morning, Lizzie.

Morning, all. Thank you.

Not again.

Yeah. And after that good -for -nothing Jimmy absolutely promised to look after

them.

I mean, it's a bit much.

Poor little things. It's not their fault, though.

Morning, Doctor.

Morning, Lizzie. Morning, Stella.

Morning.

I mean, it doesn't help having that smelly old dog with him, does it?

We could take him in hand, I suppose.

How do you mean?

I don't know, tie him up or something.

Excuse me. Is it OK to go up and see my father before he goes to theatre?

You'll have to ask Sister Bridget.

Do you know what?

That's a really good idea.

And we could get Dad to back the dog.

Hey, Dad, come here a minute.

I've decided to accept.

Oh, that's wonderful news.

Well, welcome to the practice, partner.

Thank you.

All aboard the mystery bus.

Good luck.

Your turn next, lad.

Aye, Dad.

Get it off with you.

I'll be back in two takes.

It's cancer, isn't it?

It could be any number of things.

No, Matron.

That's what the doctors think I can tell.

I might never see him again.

Of course you will.

Not much for a lifetime, is it?

A piece of cloth and some beads.

You ready, old soldier?

Over the top, sir.

Ah, two surgical cases and casualty, Mr. Rose.

An appendix and a fracture.

Dr. Weatherill asked if you could fit them in.

After Mr. Heaton?

All right, Matron, send them along.

Means we won't have any time left for our young mountaineer, I'm afraid.

Matron, look after my daughter, will you?

She thinks I'm a goner.

Well, you all do. I know that.

I know what I've got, Dr Macquarie.

You could have told me straight.

There we are.

All done.

Did you hear that?

Sorry?

A dog.

I heard it yesterday, too.

Catherine?

I know it's been some time since we spoke, but... Sorry, I can't stop. And

the way, it's Nurse Dean these days, not Catherine, OK?

Why are you being so cold?

You know why.

What?

Look, I think there's been a bit of a misunderstanding. Can we talk later?

There's no need, Miss Carnegie. There's nothing more to say.

Kat?

Lizzie?

Right, I'm exciting this lump now.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

Hello.

Well, I'll be damned.

Faucet, please, nurse.

What the devil's that?

It's a large piece of metal.

I don't think our old soldier has cancer after all.

Cancelled. I'm very sorry.

But Mr Rose promised.

I'm all ready. I've been starved. I'm in my gown.

Two emergencies came up, Mr Ellis. We had no option.

So I'm to be sent home.

Until we can fit you in, yes.

I'm really sorry. I know how anxious you are to get this done.

It's just that we've been training for the climb for over a year.

If I have to back out, I'll be letting everyone down.

It is just a question of priorities, I'm afraid, sir.

How about if I went private?

I'm the doctor. I need you to keep calm for me, OK? Try and stay still.

The Federal Army is only a couple of kilometres away. We have to pull right

back.

The truck is going to take as many of the walking wounded as they can and take

them to one of the camps.

OK. The sickest patients are to be flown to Therotomy. Way to go with them.

Chef, are you listening?

I can't think about this now. I need to stop the bleeding.

Plasma! I need plasma here right away.

I beg your pardon, but there's no way that child can be sent home.

All right.

Can he at least be moved?

Mr Carnegie, he's contagious.

That's why he was put in a side ward in the first place.

I see.

Look, if I have a patient who is prepared to pay for treatment and in

private room, where am I going to put him?

Nowhere, Mr Carnegie.

Not if our side room is needed by one of my patients.

It's as simple as that.

Right, come on, then.

Let's give your mummy a big surprise.

Ah, Mr Carnegie.

My goodness.

Lizzie. What have you done? I know. Brilliant, isn't it? Dad got some

off Cousin Daphne and I did the hair.

What is that?

Oh, and he's had a bath.

Outside. We put him in the sink in the mortuary.

No, we didn't.

Well, I never... Mummy!

Oh, you look lovely.

Very good of you, I'm sure, Mr Carnegie, but, um, you really didn't need to

bother. They only got a bit scruffy cos...

I wasn't there to look after him, but, uh, thanks.

All the same.

We're ready to

go.

Jeff. I need to stop the bleeding first or he'll die.

He'll die anyway if we don't get him in the jeep. Five minutes.

Okay, but please be quick or we'll all miss the flight.

Down low, down low, down low, down low.

Let's get him on now. Gently, Joseph.

All right.

Okay. Nkeshi, come with me. Come with me.

Let's get you on the jeep.

I think she needs to go to the truck.

What? To be taken to the children's camp. We're not going that way. We're

to the estuary. Yeah, well, she's coming with us. No.

I made a promise.

It's madness.

She can't do it. She'll die of starvation if she goes to the camp.

food for them. No. Thousands of children are dying every day from protein

deficiency. I'm not letting that happen to her. Okay, so she comes with us. So

tell me then what?

I take her back to England.

You'd be taking her from her homeland, from everything she knows.

She's just the reason.

I'm so sorry we couldn't fit you in. Don't worry. Now it's all sorted out,

quite happy. Mr Ellis, about the side ward. I've had a word with Dr Romerod.

seems her private room will be ready in a couple of days.

No need.

I'm off to Ashfordly General.

They had a private room available straight away.

I guess Mr Rose was able to fit him in over there as a private patient, so he's

all fixed up.

I see.

Well, best of luck. Thanks.

This is all wrong. We shouldn't be turning away paying patients.

Adam, the room was needed by a sick child.

I know.

OK, we need to designate a private room, one that can't be used by everyone.

Oh, right. So you mean a room for people who can afford to queue jump? Yeah.

That's a good idea.

of the Land Rover.

There you are, Mr Heaton.

A small souvenir of your stay with us.

By heck, it's big, isn't it? Certainly is.

How did it get in there?

Well, it's shrapnel, isn't it?

Shrapnel? Aye.

I got it in the legs at the Somme, so I know what it looks like, but I never

knew when it went in me back.

You may well not.

Bits can penetrate so fast that you don't even know they've gone in.

I imagine that went pretty deep and has been working its way to the surface ever

since. Quite a thought, eh?

And you never even noticed?

Never noticed.

It's been giving me jet for months.

Then more fool you for not telling us sooner and letting it get the bad.

You see what I have to put up with?

Oh, Dad.

I have been that worried about you.

Let's not have a fuss in front of all these people.

Oh, Matron, there's the culprit.

Oh, my goodness.

Aye, he seems I'm not dying after all.

Certainly not. We haven't got rid of him yet.

No, and you won't, Doctor, not for a long time.

I'm only 77.

Excellent. Well, it looks as if that infection's cleared up very nicely

In fact, I see no reason, young nipper, why you can't go home.

Thank you, Doctor. Thank you very much. With one proviso, you absolutely must

continue the treatment. Yes, of course.

I'll take Marie through the routine again, just to make sure.

Good. Right, well, I'll get Ken to find you an ambulance, take you home. All

right?

We're going home.

We're going home.

Perhaps Jimmy will be back when we get there.

You have been so kind.

I can't thank you enough.

I thought so.

You're looking for something, Mr Carnegie.

Ah, matron. No, I just wanted to check something in the middle of the trust

papers. So I see. Listen to this. At all times, the trust shall provide three

private patient beds, profits accrued from such beds to be utilised for the

general good of the hospital.

Mr Carnegie, may I please have my papers back?

It's in there, matron. It's a definite stipulation.

Thank you.

Now, Marie, we'll wait just here because Penn's going to ask Frankie to give you

all a little call when he's dropped off the new patients, all right?

Oh, Grant, here he comes now. Keep back, children.

That's it.

Now, listen carefully.

These are Alfie's antibiotics, right? Enough for another three days.

Four times a day.

And his tubs of cream and ointment are in here as well. And you should put him

on twice a day for a whole week.

Now, can you remember that? Yeah. Tell you what.

When we get back, we'll get some fish and chips. How's that?

And if your daddy's home, we'll get some for him, too.

Get off

me! Jimmy!

Get off me!

We're just trying to help you. Please, love.

All right, Marie. Come with me, Marie.

Typical. One beauty goes home and another beauty comes straight back in.

the way it's always going to be, I'm afraid.

Right, Jamie, we're just going to have a quick look at your leg, all right?

I can't understand it. Who could have done a thing like that?

He did, Marie.

He caused the accident. He was so drunk.

Possible fracture of the fibula, but... Apart from that, he's dirty, smelly and

as drunk as a lord.

Right.

I'll organise the x -rays and get Mr Bridget to prepare a bed for him.

She's going to love that.

I'm not staying in here!

Just leave him, Marie.

Your job now is to look after the draft, all right?

Ken, have you sorted out transport?

Yeah, frankly.

What have you got to?

Come and sit in here, dear.

Come along.

Ken.

I'll work, please.

I'll go and find Frankie.

That dog's been in the hospital for days, hasn't it?

And those children.

And you two have been looking after them.

Without any permission from me.

Furthermore, you left hospital grounds during working hours to collect clothes

for them, again without permission from me. And there's no point denying it,

Ken, because I thought you'd come back.

You're not here to mollycoddle patients' relatives and look after their pets.

You're here to do the work set down for you by me. All right, Mr Carnegie.

We did look after those kids. Yes.

Me, our Lizzie and Alan between us.

And I went out and prepped some clothes for them.

I'm not going to apologise for that. I know it's not in my work schedule, but I

don't care. I'd stop right there if I was you, Ken.

Unless you want to be an idiot.

That was a bit strong.

Yeah, well, he's got right up my nose, he has.

Tell you what, it comes to something when this hospital can't help a family,

struggling family, with a mother who's doing her very best to do what she can

for them.

It's a pretty poor do.

I don't know what you just said to Mr Carnegie, Dad, but he's just given me

most filthy look.

Mate, I don't like to see a fella make a big mistake.

No, it's okay.

If you can take it to Sao Tome, I'll be able to get the paperwork.

It's not the paperwork, it's the whole bloody idea.

From Sao Tome, I'll get on a flight to Gabon. With this lot, she'll be fine.

The nuns, they're the great people.

Just think it through, eh?

Maybe he's right. Maybe I need to get you to Gabon.

Get on the plane, quick!

Get on the bloody plane, man!

this, please.

No, I'm really sorry, mate. It's too damn dangerous.

Now sit down. It goes on tight.

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