All language subtitles for The Royal s06e01 Absent Friends

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.