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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 all right.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

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

If it's a cold, black night, the heating of your heart, the cold

and wet, keep you and me apart.

The day clock is watching from the table in that

house. As much as it is able to worry, baby, worry.

It's a silent daily message.

The clothes, the tired eyes, the feel, the moving

slowly.

19 minutes from 999 to admission.

That's almost up to RAF response standards, don't you think, Mr Fleming?

Yeah, impressive. Very convincing, even the blood.

Gordon thought I was a bit out of the top.

Of course, responding quickly to road traffic accidents is just one of the

things that the Royal does well.

The new maternity and premature baby unit we're proposing will help save even

more lives.

Doctor.

Yes, early access to resuscitation facilities can reduce mortality rates

dramatically in these cases.

This new unit will be available to both private and NHS patients, which

obviously benefits the entire community.

We've invited you here today because we need your help in raising the funding.

We're very privileged that distinguished local celebrity wing commander Ralph

Fleming has shown interest in our project.

My interest is of, sadly, a personal nature, which I'd rather not go into.

Of course.

As you know, I'm hosting a presentation tonight for the plans of the new wing. I

hope to see all of you there.

Thank you very much.

Haven't the rheumatics finished yet?

Eh? What a marvellous way to waste people's time.

No. I think Mr Carnegie's just trying to show everyone what a good hospital this

is. Oh, really? Is that what you're doing?

Who's my first patient?

Lizzie?

Oh, sorry.

Mr. Baker.

About what?

The emergency mock -up. Did they miss me?

Why should they? You never do much anyway.

Hey, that famous fighter pilot's here.

Oh, Ralph Fleming.

Hey, your generation owes a lot to blokes like him and me.

You what?

Why, how many Jerrys did you shoot down?

I did me bit.

All right.

Come on, clever clogs. His hand with these, and hey, that'd be discreet.

Thank you very much. Thanks to you as well. Thanks a lot.

Many thanks for turning up today, sir. Will you make the do this evening?

I'm not so sure. I'm rather busy at the moment. Oh, I'd love you to see the

architect's plans. They're very exciting.

Well, let's see how things go. I'm not over -fond of those big jamborees.

Keep me informed, though.

Good to see you, John. Thank you.

Seems like a very modest chap, considering his record.

Was that a DFC he won?

DSL, Battle of Britain?

What exactly is it that he doesn't like to talk about?

His wife died in childbirth.

Lost the baby as well. Absolutely devastated him. But he rebuilt his life.

put all his energies back into the family business and estate. He is an

extraordinary man.

I'd like to persuade him onto our funding committee. His name on our

would work wonders.

He really doesn't like fuss and publicity.

You would need the right approach.

Well, I was hoping to tackle him tonight, but I've got another problem

dinner date's called off.

I'm sure you'll find somebody else.

Well, I can think of someone that would be ideal.

You'd be perfect.

You represent modern medical thinking here. You're young, you're go -ahead,

you're attractive.

Seriously, seriously, come on.

What do you say?

OK. I'll have a weapon going.

Perfect.

In effect, it'll be a private wing. Yes, but we'd never get these facilities if

we had to wait for the health authority, and NHS patients get access as well.

Well, provided they wait, the whole point of these things is to let private

patients jump the queue while using our staff and resources.

Yes, I know that, Mike, and I agree with you.

I'm just putting the other point of view because that's the way the world seems

to be going these days.

All right?

Albert! Hold your hand lower.

Just a second. Draws out.

Oh, it's only claw.

You wear the tongue.

Oh, make a shave. We'll eat it great, you wuss.

Stick this dust sheet over it all.

I don't want anyone knowing it's there. Especially Carnegie.

So, uh... She's left her flat. No, she's had a blazing row with the landlord.

He's put rent up again.

The way she's staying means that. What would you think?

Just hope I can book five minutes in my own bathroom now and again.

Come on.

Yesterday were bad.

I couldn't get to my cleaning job.

So some days your legs are weaker than others?

Aye. And I feel right giddy and all.

How long has this been happening?

Weeks.

I've been seeing Dr. Umrah, but the last that he'd list was full this morning.

Anyway, he just tells me it's the nerves.

Something seems to have given you a blood test.

Is that right?

OK.

Well, if it's all right with you, Agnes, I'd like you to come into the hospital

now. We'll run some tests.

Have a chat with Lizzie at reception. All right?

Right, Agnes.

Is there a neighbour we can contact who can pack a bag for you?

Um, yeah.

Gordon, have you got a minute?

Um, what are you doing this evening?

Oh, nothing special.

Why, what do you have in mind?

Adam's asked me to go to this, um, fundraising thing to do with him.

Where did he need you to go?

It's just to explain things from a medical point of view, I think.

Well, it is on and it's night off and, uh... Well, as you know, I'm uncool.

Could you not ask Mike to cover for you? Well, he's not exactly very sympathetic

about all this private stuff, is he? Yes, yes, all right, I'll have a word.

Are you listening?

We need to know what you'll be bringing back home.

Nothing. Oh, don't be daft. You'll need clothes.

A wardrobe full knowing you.

I won't, cos I'm not stopping with you and Mam. I said never again, and I meant

it.

Where are you stopping, then?

That's my business.

And mine.

Your Mam's expecting you.

Good morning, the Royal.

How's the court case going?

My solicitor's ringing me later.

I hope they stick that swine in prison.

I'll come from doing it again.

Yeah, well, he wouldn't be able to do it again if I got my hands on him.

I'd stick my boot right up his... No.

He needs to be found guilty.

Punished by the law, Frankie.

Nurse McCaig, Fawcett Ward, please.

Frankie. You've had your tea break.

Mike!

A favour.

Could you stand in on call for me this evening? Joe's got to go out, short

notice. Sure, OK.

Oh, actually, I need a word.

Agnes Corbett.

You diagnosed her in neurosis recently.

Ah, there's nothing physically wrong with her that I can see.

She saw me today because your list was full.

She says she has dizzy spells and a lot of difficulty walking.

Yeah, well, it's psychosomatic.

I'm trying counselling. See what she'll talk about.

Yeah.

I think it might be physical.

Possibly something like club acute degeneration.

That's most unlikely, I'd say.

It's a bit unusual a working -class woman like her having a neurosis.

Much more common amongst middle -class women with too much dough on their

I'd say.

Anyway, if it's OK with you, I'll admit to it.

Oh, she consulted you?

It's your decision.

Tuesday, Tuesday.

Um, there's a call for me.

Yeah, he's been holding on ages.

Hello.

Yeah, this is Stella Davenport.

All right, I've not forgotten you.

Uh, Tuesday morning, Dr Wetherill.

That's just not true.

Look, um...

I'm on duty at the moment, so I'll have to call you back later.

OK.

I just popped over because I thought you'd like to know that Jill Wetherill

herself will be explaining the plans for the new wing tonight.

I know she'd be particularly delighted if you were able to come.

Will there be any press there?

No, admission is by strict invitation only.

I have the greatest respect for Dr.

Wetherill.

And her husband.

I'll make every effort to be there.

Thank you, sir.

See you this evening.

According to my solicitor, he's got a new barrister.

And they'll be putting in a plea of not guilty.

Not entirely surprising, is it?

He reckons this barrister will make nasty insinuations in court.

In fact, I led him on.

He'll all be in public and it's just not true.

I know.

But they are right to warn you.

It's best to be prepared.

Matron.

I'd best get on.

What is it, Lizzie? A girl called from a phone box.

What were her names?

Susie something.

Susie Dixon.

Oh, yes. What did she want?

They said she was arriving at the station tonight off the London train.

you meet her?

Oh, right. Thank you.

Oh, Stella.

Did you get Agnes Corbett's samples off to the lab?

Um... You all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. I, um... No.

No, I'm not.

Look,

I'm on call this evening.

How about I leave a note here, saying where I am.

You and me get a tomato juice in the local.

On one condition.

Name it.

Mine has a large vodka in it.

Done.

One for you.

Oh, she'll be down in a minute.

How's your drink?

No, no, no, driving.

Long evening ahead, you know.

Well, not too long, I hope.

No, indeed.

Katie?

I think I might have persuaded Fleming to come along.

Mm -hm.

Well, I'm going to put this one to bed after you've gone.

Sorry to keep you waiting, Adam.

Not at all.

Is he all right? Are you going to be OK with him? Of course.

You look great.

Thank you. Bye -bye, Tom. Katie, be good for your daddy.

Bye.

Mind to come into the pub for a drink, Lizzie?

I'm busy this evening.

Oh, seeing someone nice.

That'll be telling.

Good evening, the Royal.

Yes, Mrs. Tomlinson.

Right, I see.

But I'll contact the duty doctor, then I'll phone you back.

Bye -bye.

Have you seen Dr. Banner?

He's not on the ward and his surgery's locked.

Maybe he left a note, did he? Not with me.

I've put up his lights.

Mr Tomlinson's out in a right flap.

I'll have a look for him.

Everyone expects me to just sail into court, tell them what happened and I'll

go to prison.

If anyone knows about these things, I don't know because it's a lot more

complicated than that.

Adrian said from the start it wouldn't be easy.

What do you want to achieve by going to court?

I want justice to be done.

Yeah, I mean, what do you want to get out of it personally when it's all over?

I hadn't really thought of it like that.

I suppose I just want a line drawn under the whole awful experience.

Nowhere to be found.

She's phoned again in a right state.

I'd better ring the Almarod.

Yes. Isn't it lovely?

Time for bed. Come on.

Come on, little one. Yes, I know. Come on.

Oh, Doctor, I'm sorry to disturb you, but we've a bit of an emergency.

Hospitals must move with the times.

Even if in so doing, it always seems to cost us quite a lot of money.

But more of that later. Right now I'd like to call upon Dr Jill Wetherill to

unveil the architect's design.

Thank you.

Our architect consulted the medical staff about the new unit.

And in my opinion, he has fully realised our needs.

But let's allow his vision to speak for itself.

His breathing's got very bad.

He started coughing and sweating.

And you saw this at the same time, did you?

Right.

Hmm.

He certainly has quite a fever.

Tell me, do you keep any pets at all, Johnny?

Loves animals.

He's turned my garden into a zoo.

Mice, rabbits, ferrets, you name it.

And have any of them suffered from any sort of illness or skin condition,

I don't think so.

Right, well, let's get him into hospital, shall we, so we can take a

at that swelling.

What do you think it is?

I'm not too sure.

Look, why don't you follow me in your car and bring some of his things so he

stay the night? All right.

I mean, for a small hospital, we will be extremely well -equipped. You won't

find a better prem baby unit in the area.

I'm impressed.

It's obviously been very well thought through.

Jill's been twisting my arm to get me to join your funding committee.

In the nicest possible way, of course.

Of course.

And?

And I've agreed.

We can discuss the detail tomorrow during office hours.

That's splendid news.

Maybe we could name the wing after you, sir.

I don't think that's a good idea.

Right,

get that sample and swabs to the PATH lab in Ashfordly as soon as possible.

Yes, Doctor. And tell them it's an emergency, please. Yes, of course.

Right.

Well, we should get the results back pretty soon.

In the meantime, Dr Banner's going to keep him under observation all night.

OK.

Sorry, Gordon, I didn't even know it's saying where I was. Yes, well, never

about that now. This is serious.

Keep a warm mic, any change.

Just... just contact me.

Well, that was a lot more enjoyable than I was expecting.

Yeah, looks like you've won for Lemmingrand.

And I imagine I make a fairly substantial donation myself.

Well, if you want him on board, you must have crowned him, Adam. He really hates

it.

Yeah, maybe.

But you don't get anywhere if you don't push.

Go on. I know, I got called out on an emergency. I was looking after the

children.

That's your daddy home now.

Yes, it is. Is it?

I'm so sorry, I didn't realise.

Gordon, why didn't you call me? I'd have come back straight away. Well, there

wasn't time and it was an emergency and... Well, Sister Bridget here very

offered. Oh, all right.

Shall I take him? Thank you.

Oh, he's a quiet boy.

Right, well, I'd better be off.

Do you want a lift?

No, not at all. I've my bike outside.

Night, Jonathan.

Thank you.

How does that woman always manage to make me feel so guilty?

So what was this emergency, anyway?

One of our younger patients has developed some rather worrying symptoms.

Oh, my God.

We've just got the lab result.

A positive gram staining.

They've isolated both Phyllis and Theresa.

I'll be there in five minutes.

It's Johnny Tomlinson.

He's got anthrax.

Anthrax?

Is he going to die?

We're giving him penicillin. Depending on how long he's had the infection, he

stands a very good chance.

I can't believe it.

Well, how do you get anthrax?

That's what we need to find out.

There's an island up near Skye being infected with anthrax since the war.

No one's ever allowed near it.

They reckon the Russians plan to use it for germ warfare.

One bomb could wipe out London.

Well, if we've got a case of that here, we're all at risk, aren't we? Nonsense,

man!

Anthrax never passes from human to human. People get it from infected

skins.

Hello, sir. Adam Carnegie, hospital administrator.

I'm Mark Longley, District Public Health Officer. I'm here to find the source of

this infection.

Alan, Mr Longley used Dr Macquarie's old room as an office. Could you get it

ready, please? And someone answer that, will you?

Literally, please.

Where's Lizzie?

I don't know.

Hello, the Royal.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Test your NLB -12 deficiency in a urine sample. Fine.

Nothing strange at all?

That's all?

Hello, Agnes.

How are you this morning?

Well, if anything, I feel worse.

Don't know if that's helped me walk to the toilet.

Couldn't have made it on my own.

All right.

Let's take another look, Sean.

The doctor will see you soon.

Sorry? Yeah, Dr Banner, I think.

It's all right.

Good morning, the Royal.

Just a moment, I'll check.

Hey, it's been like a madhouse here. Where have you been?

Popped to the toilet.

Don't tell me you pair couldn't cope for five minutes.

I had this all day.

The key to Dr Macquarie's old room. We're going to need it.

Why? We've been told to prepare it as an office for the anthrax outbreak.

I'm not sure where it is. You'll have to wait.

Yes, Dr Weatherill can see you.

Well, the next 24 hours are crucial.

If he responds well to the penicillin, he should do fine.

And if not?

Penicillin is the only treatment.

I came across anthrax in Africa and out east.

It's frequently fatal.

We're going to get a lot of press interest in this. It needs to be

I've already spoken to the nurses. They know not to gossip about it.

It does keep pets.

You might have caught it from one of them.

Well, let's start there, then. I'll need access to the house.

Found the key, then.

What's all this?

I couldn't stay with me dad.

Oh, don't tell anyone about this, please.

But the health officer can't work in here. We're all this club, eh?

Clear it out to the cellar for now.

I'll help you.

That female patient I mentioned who has problems walking, do you think it could

be polyneuropathy?

Guillain -Barre syndrome, possibly.

What does Omrod say?

Neurosis of some kind.

He's probably right.

Knows his stuff.

Everything OK?

Yep. Let's get on then, shall we?

Thank you.

Right, see you next week.

new dress.

Lizzie?

Just giving Alan a hand.

A girl called Susie Dixon will come by. Could you give her that?

How's he getting on in there? Don't.

He's cleaning right by the door with a big brush. Oh, well, he better make

haste. The health officer will be back soon.

I'm pretty sure Tessel can find his pets are clear.

He must have called it Elsa.

I don't know how I'm going to manage.

I won't be able to see my son.

I can't even hobble to the bus stop.

Excuse us for a moment, please.

It really is a lot of pain.

If you have any doubts about Omuron's diagnosis, you could always refer her to

neurologist. I prefer to keep it off the record for now.

Do you know anyone local?

Ronnie McIntyre, Ashfordly.

We belong to the same golf club.

I could always ask him to pop in before he tees off.

I'd appreciate that.

Thank you very much, sir. A very, very generous donation indeed.

Well, I'll attend as many fundraising meetings as I can, but I won't talk

the war.

Nor will I talk about what happened to my wife and son. That's private.

Of course. Understood.

Hello, Mr Clemming.

Hello.

It's Mrs Tomlinson, isn't it? How's that young rascal of a son of yours?

I'm afraid he's very ill.

He's caught anthrax, the male.

We would really prefer if you didn't mention this to anyone, sir. We haven't

actually traced the source of it yet.

Yes, of course.

I'm so sorry.

Well, I'm sure he's in the very best possible hands here.

Mrs Tomlinson has given me a list of Johnny's friends that she knows of who

pets.

Come in.

Can I get back to him now?

Of course.

One last sweep round and it's ready.

Excuse me.

Yes? There should be an envelope for me.

Susie Dixon.

Oh, right, yes.

Here we are.

At least I can go to the flicks now.

Not much else to do in this dump.

I take it there is a cinema here?

Yeah. Great.

The temperature's up to 104.

Get him oxygen as well, please.

Shouldn't he be in a specialist hospital?

Yes, but there isn't one nearby, I'm afraid.

Look, this is a most unusual condition.

It's only carried by herbivores and, well, more commonly in warmer climates.

May I?

How do you know Ralph Fleming?

Well, I don't really.

I just know him to say hello to.

Why? Well, it's just that he keeps horses and, um... South American llamas.

I know Johnny loves animals. Did he ever visit?

More than visit.

He helped out with the feeding.

He was upset recently when one of the foals died.

When was this?

About three weeks ago.

I need to talk to you about Johnny Tomlinson.

Yes.

I feared you might.

Very nice.

Spick and span.

Yeah. Good work, Alan.

OK. What are they doing here?

Dr Macquarie must have left them.

Was that envelope collected?

Yeah, by a young lady.

Why's she giving that girl money?

Do you think she's blackmailing her?

Don't talk daft.

Anyway, where are you going to stay now?

I think I've done well.

What are you two whispering about?

Nothing.

When the foal died, Johnny was devastated. He'd helped rear him from

But why didn't you call the vet?

Well, by the time we found him, it was too late. And I thought he must have

from a flu virus.

So, where's the carcass?

I'll call the health officer.

He can exhume it.

Listen, I...

I didn't think for a moment that it was anthrax.

Maybe.

But by not reporting the death, you've put the whole community at risk.

Don't tell me about risk, Gordon.

I flew with young men who put their lives at risk day in, day out. I lost

many of them.

I also lost the only woman I ever loved and the only son I'll ever have.

And perhaps I didn't want to risk losing my life's work as well on the whim of

some vet. Well, what about the rest of Johnny?

If we'd known about this three weeks ago, He'd have a better chance.

Yes, I know.

I'm fond of the lad.

He's got away with animals.

They instinctively trust him.

He'll be all right, won't he?

I really don't know.

It's in the balance.

My house from barley rice.

Green pepper walls and water ice.

Tables of paperwood, windows of lime.

And everything empty ends into a house.

Pimple garden with acres of sky.

A brown -haired dog mouse... Mr. Plain, how do you feel about young Johnny

Tomlinson?

Yellow Delaney would sleep well at night.

With everything emptying into white.

Father's exhausted.

Is he not responding to the penicillin?

Oh, yes.

Don't get many of them around here.

Well, enjoy the match.

Cheerio.

You're in very early, Mr Rawls. I just popped in with Barney Mackay. He's been

to have a look at your Mrs Corbett.

What?

Couldn't he wait for me?

She's my patient. Good luck he came by at all. He's teeing off in ten minutes.

He reckons it's a classic case of hysterical conversion syndrome.

Oh. Nervous reaction to stress.

By not being able to walk, she avoids the things that frighten her.

Ormerod was right.

He usually is, Dr Banner.

And Agnes does have a history like that.

Look, I'm not making it up honestly. I really do feel pain in my legs.

You said earlier that you couldn't get the bus to see your son.

Well, that's right. I can't walk.

Why didn't he come and see you?

Why do you have to go and visit him?

Where does he live?

He's in Leeds.

Well, that's not very far, is it, for a big strapping lad?

He's in prison. He got three years.

Right.

Do you want to see him? Of course I do.

I dread going there. It's an awful place.

So your legs won't let you?

Dr. McCorry's as well.

I'd like a word with you later, young lady.

You said you'd be better in 24 hours.

I hoped you would.

OK, let's get his temperature now.

Everything emptied into one.

We have to slaughter all the seriously infected animals.

I'm so sorry.

What have I done?

Come on, Johnny, come on.

Please, Tony.

Please.

How's the boy? I don't think it's a very good idea, Mr. Phillips. How is he? I

need to know. Mr. Phillips, please.

Oh, my God.

Please, no.

He can't breathe.

You're dying.

It's your fault.

It

was

only

for a few days.

I didn't think I'd bother anyone.

It's against all regulations. You could lose your job for this.

You silly girl. Why don't you come and stay at home?

I can't live with you two again.

You treat me like a child. You can't help yourself.

I don't think it's all that easy for young people these days, Ken.

How's the flat hunting going?

Nothing definite yet.

Oh, you'll have to come home, love.

We could try and find a bed in the nurse's home till you're fixed up.

She's still got a job here, then?

Well, I'm not going to say anything to anyone about this, are you?

Oh, thank you.

Yeah, I'd love to be in the nurse's home.

I'll move your things in tonight.

Excuse me.

It's not easy for young people these days, Kent.

What's got into her?

Thank you.

It won't.

Fractures of the femur, ribs and pelvis. Also intra -abdominal bleeding.

Mr. Rose is waiting.

Dr. Banner's on anesthetic.

He's in the other side of the corner. It's amazing he survived at all.

Come on!

What a mess.

Pulse. Blood pressure.

Pulse was over 160.

Blood pressure...

40 systolic. He's suffering acute shock.

Loss of blood. We'll have to stabilise him before we can deal with anything

else. Have we any blood cross -matched for him?

Yes, four pints.

We need at least six.

Is Ralph still alive?

Just. He's a real mess.

Any change with Johnny?

I'm afraid not.

Doctor.

He's suddenly stopped shaking and his temperature's come down and his

breathing's steadier.

I think he's pulling through.

Hello, Johnny.

You've given us all a bit of a fright.

Johnny.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Blood pressure's barely recordable. We can't try and choose him fast enough.

We have possibly a ruptured spleen. We'll have to take that out.

Probably a ruptured liver and God knows what else beside. We need to operate as

quickly as possible.

We'll never stabilise until you stop the internal bleeding.

Right, we'll take the spleen out first, nurse.

No, he's regurgitating blood.

His stomach must be ruptured.

We're losing him.

No.

We've already lost him.

I've seen people die often enough, but there was something about Ralph Fleming

that really got to me.

Yeah. The perfect way to go.

It was awful that his life shouldn't have been like that.

It got me thinking about what you said the other night.

About what I want from the court case.

I've spoken to my solicitor again.

And?

It's not good.

I've got no witnesses, no proof.

His word against mine and his lawyer will sling the mud.

Even if he is found guilty and sent to prison, it's not going to help me get

over it.

So I've decided to drop the case.

Well, if that's what you want, you should.

I want to put it all behind me.

Look forward, not back.

That's great, Stella.