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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.

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

Why can't you set your alarm clock?

I was so exhausted, I just slept through it. See, that's not entirely my thing.

In fact, I keep crashing through the bathroom window at two this morning.

got to have some fun sometime.

Oh, come here.

Yeah, I know, you don't know what you're doing, ain't you?

Sorry.

You okay?

I think I just swallowed my Hagrid.

I need you to keep calm for me.

You okay?

I'm fine, thanks.

What was that you just said? Something I learned in college.

I've never had to use it before.

I'll, uh, check up on you later.

It's called psychedelic haze. Wow.

Not far off the mark.

I'm having it all through. downstairs, and this one in the bedroom.

Very nice.

Morning.

Ah, Lizzie, may I have my mail, please? Oh, there's one there for the both of

you. Australian stamp.

Oh, my.

Better than what me mum and dad had up. Pink flowers on the wallpaper.

How old -fashioned is that?

And I got some ideas from this.

That bubble chair is to die for.

Well, the good news is that Mike's father's made a full recovery, but I

you'll be prepared for this.

Mike's taken a job as a flying doctor.

So he's not coming back?

Well, he's forwarded the proper legal paperwork, but I hope now he's no longer

our partner.

I'm struggling trying to do everything on my own, but I've got a cousin who's

just left school and he's dead keen to train up.

And do you think he could manage the job with his help? Well, I know it's a

massive responsibility, but I talked to my mum, and she says if I don't take

this opportunity, I might not get another one.

Well, you should certainly speak to Mr Carnegie as soon as you can.

And while you're at it, you should ask for more money. You're doing twice as

much work with the same wage packet.

Oh, I don't mind mucking in.

Well, if you're going to take on extra responsibility, you want paid for it.

Ask him, Alan. He can only say no.

He's rather left us in the lurch. We're going to have to advertise for a new

partner. Well, Nick's fitted into the team pretty well. Why don't I sound him

out? See if he has any plans.

Sooner rather than later.

We've got this sorted out. We can't rely on Logan cover forever, can we? No.

Later.

Felix!

Come in.

Come in, Alan. Sit down.

Only I need a word.

I should maybe leave you gentlemen to it.

Yes, Alan.

Well, it's kind of confidential.

About my position?

Alan, I appreciate the fact that the pressures of management have weighed

heavily upon your shoulders, and I'd like to extend my sincere thanks to you

your cooperation during this transitional period.

Does that mean I get more money?

Alan, I'd like to introduce you to Eric Fogle. I've just appointed him the new

head porter.

So calm.

Even though she was choking to death.

Late exaggeration, Susie.

The hero.

And handsome, too.

Shame you didn't need mouth -to -mouth. Can you imagine coming back to

consciousness with dishy Dr. Burnett on top of you?

Funnily enough, my imagination fails me on that point, student nurse.

My ladies are waiting for their tea.

Yes, Mr. And how many times do you don't turn the stove on without lighting it

for it?

Sorry, sister.

We have electric at home.

If you don't start concentrating, you'll blow us all sky high.

When I got the chance of a parish of my own, I leapt it.

My wife's had considerable success with our young mothers.

Miss Felix, this is all very interesting, but maybe we should discuss

why you're here.

We've been married for six months now.

We're so desperate to start a family.

But nothing seems to be... happening.

Open up, you lads!

Let's be having you!

Come on, Williams, move it!

Smile, Edward. You're enjoying yourself.

I'm really tired, Dad.

You promised Mum you wouldn't push us too hard.

James. Sometimes you have to step up to the plate and be a man.

You'll never achieve anything in life if you don't understand that.

Right.

To see from your ordnance survey maps, two miles ahead we have the Devil's

Drainpipe, one of the highlights of our cross -country expedition.

Five minutes rest, boys, then we'll resume our journey.

You have to admit, Alan, leadership's not exactly your strong point.

I've been on my own.

Who did you expect me to lead?

We need a professional to get us back on track. I'm sure I can rely on you to

make Eric welcome.

Now, he's all yours. Eric?

Eric, our new head porter. Meet Lizzie, our receptionist.

Do you mind? I look forward to broadening our acquaintance.

My dad used to do your job.

Nepotism, eh?

Not a good sign in an organisation.

Come along, Alan.

Only my wife said that she hadn't been blessed.

And one worries in case these things are hereditary.

OK, well, if you'd like to show your wife in, I'll take a quick look at her,

yes?

She doesn't know I'm here.

I didn't want to worry her, you see.

Okay, well, in that case, maybe you should start by making an appointment

you both to see me, and then we'll take it from there, yeah?

Left, right, don't get uptight. Stay right, you'll be all right.

Left, right, move around.

Make sure no one puts you down.

Really, are you done?

We all are. I'm knocked up here for a bit. Stop showing me up, James. You're

a baby any longer.

We'll stop when we reach our final destination and not before.

You said it'd be fun this time.

You never said you'd bring us on a rotten trip, Mark. You spend all year

in those airless classrooms.

You should be grateful for a few days out in the open air. Leave the line for

while. Off you go.

I think so.

I told you to be careful.

Sorry, Dad.

All right, you lot. Jump to it.

Dad!

What is it?

What's wrong?

It's fair to say that you're enjoying your time here.

I love it.

It's great to be able to treat my own patients all the way through the system

without referral.

Oh, well, that's the joy of being in general practice within a community

hospital. You never know what's coming next.

Look, I know you look on this as a temporary position, but... An emergency

you, Doctor. Some cadets out on the moors near the Devil's drainpipe. One of

them's keeled over, apparently.

Dr Omrod can't go, cos he's already going out on a call.

I am?

Mr Bailey. He rang this morning.

He's worried about his wife.

Put your lights up. Oh, for heaven's sakes.

Frankie is waiting, Doctor. They want you straight away. Not you, Doctor. Your

call's just a call, not an emergency.

Good. Thank you for sorting that out.

Well, the devil's drainpipe, eh? What was that I was saying about never

what was coming next?

So, this is the operating theatre.

We had three at Princess Alexandra.

Everyone under my personal supervision.

Excuse me, love. Can I help you?

I'm sorry, are you talking to me? Eric.

I'm sure you read the sign on the door. No admittance except a medical staff

only, it says.

Indeed, I can read.

Yes, sorry, you are?

Fogel. Eric Fogel. Eric, our new head porter.

Alan here will show you to the patient's waiting room.

Off you go, love.

Ah, Mr Rose, perhaps you'd care to introduce me?

Meet Jill Weatherill, highly respected partner, doctor and surgeon of this

parish. Doctor.

Anyway, my dad's got my hair and nails to see to before my next patient, so...

Mr Rose, visiting consultant surgeon.

Yes, of course, sir. At your service, sir.

She refuses to go to the surgery, but I can tell she's in agony.

Every movement costs her.

She's here in the outdoor school.

Now, get him collected and give him a shorter approach this time.

Try again.

We're looking for a casualty. Follow me. It's about half a mile. He's in a right

state.

What, over the moor?

Best look forward, eh, Frankie?

Good luck in those things, Dad.

Come.

I'll be fine once I've got my breath back.

Okay, Esther. Look, I suspect that you've got a fractured collarbone and

rib or two. I need to get her to hospital for an x -ray.

Dr. Ormond, what are you doing here?

I've been fighting premonition of Estelle's accident.

I asked him to come.

If I take a look at you.

There's nothing wrong with me.

Take my daughter if you must.

Leave me alone.

I did warn you she'd be difficult.

Well, this kid is still at the hospital. We can worry about your wife later.

A little bit of stomach pain and this one caused the cavalry.

He's so fit. He runs five miles a day.

Before work. Said he has done since he left the army.

He's never been ill in his life.

Has the pain in your abdomen and your groin gone now? As if it never happened.

It is a flea doctor.

Even so, I'd like to take you back to the Royal with me.

Now, you should really stay in overnight for observation.

The school made special dispensation for this trip.

I can't leave these lads to wreak havoc out in the wilds on their own. What

about sending them home?

And abandon our cross -country war before we've achieved our objective.

What kind of an example does that set to impressionable youth?

Well, I can't force you, but your symptoms, the pain you described in your

area, leads me to believe that you've just passed a kidney stone.

Now, when you do eventually get home, I'd like you to make an appointment with

your own doctor for a further investigation.

Oh, message received and understood.

With a wife half my age, I've no choice but to look after myself.

Many thanks for your concern, Doctor.

Come on, James.

You just trying to let him go, Doc?

Doesn't look as if he's got much choice.

Oh, the clavicle's fractured.

Also a couple of ribs.

You're going to be sore for a while, Estelle.

But there's no reason why you shouldn't be back on that horse of yours after,

say, six weeks or so.

So I'm out of the county qualifier.

She's going to kill me.

My wife's training Estelle.

She's got high hopes she'll make the national team.

Make her as comfortable as possible, please, Nat.

It's Lucy I was worried about.

What do I do, Doctor?

She won't even admit there's anything wrong.

Your daughter hit her head when she fell. There's nothing to worry about. I

want to keep her under observation.

And as for Mrs Bayliss, well, I'll try and talk to her tomorrow. You will both

be coming in to collect her still, that's it?

I'll make sure of it.

OK.

Hey, what are you doing? Ken put them up.

There's nothing wrong with them.

A man can't concentrate if he's so conscious there's nothing but a seething

of muck.

Right, here.

Break time, son.

So why don't you put the kettle on and we'll take the weight off.

No, I don't, thanks.

From my army days.

Stress of command drove me to the evil weed.

We're going to move on with the tea. We haven't got all week.

Nick, have you got a moment?

Look,

as I was saying this morning, you seem to be fitting into the team very well,

especially so I hear with the nursing stuff.

I'll take that as a compliment.

Well, anyway, can I ask, have you made any firm decisions about your future?

Nothing concrete, no.

So it's safe to say that you're open to offers? If there was an offer on the

table that interested me, yes. Totally good.

Glad to hear it.

It's just the pictures.

The new Beatles film's on in town.

Well, knock back row, OK?

I'm in such trouble.

I gave stew and dumplings to a nail by mouth.

Sister nearly killed me.

Again.

Sorry. I'm interrupting.

Tom, this bit. We were just on our way out.

You have to go back to the ward, actually. No, no.

You say thank you to Dr. Burnett.

Saving your life.

I'm so embarrassed.

But thank you.

Again.

I, uh... I was wondering if you'd be free sometime.

For a drink.

Maybe some dinner.

Me? Oh, well, I'd love to.

Um, sometime.

How about tonight?

Well, I finished my shift in ten minutes. I could meet you outside in

hour.

And do something about that hair. When I was in the Navy, you'd get drummed out

for turning up looking like a female.

I don't look like a woman.

I don't take back chat, Sonny. Get that into your head and we'll rub along fine.

Come back, Dad, all is forgiven, eh?

Do you know, I used to love this job.

I don't think I can stick it if I have to put up with him for the next 20

Do you fancy the pictures tonight with me and Frankie?

Sorry, I've got to get back and show my cousin where to paste the wallpaper.

Oh, your place is going to look fab.

Mum and Dad would have a fit if they could see me purple shag pile.

And it's about time. We all did.

We can't have the grooviest bachelorette pad in town without a housewarming

party, can we?

But I haven't moved out.

Well, it's a new start, isn't it? Same kind of thing.

Yeah, go on.

As long as you don't invite Eric.

Tomorrow night, I'll do some nibbles.

We'll have a party.

Oh, Doctor.

I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you. Your friend, Dr Massey, just... I've been

waiting ages in the waiting room.

Doctor who?

Claire.

I completely forgot.

Claire?

She's a friend from college. She rang and said she had a couple of days off,

I said, oh, come over, we'd love to see you. We'll invite some friends over for

dinner. Tonight?

Yes. Well, you'd better get asking, then.

Right.

Claire?

Jill! It's so lovely to see you.

Claire, this is my husband, Gordon. Good to meet you. This is Claire.

Excuse me, one moment.

Um, Nick.

I, uh, couldn't ask you the most enormous favour, could I?

I'm sorry.

Dr Witherall's in rather a tight spot.

I've agreed to help her out.

Well, she's no right. What you do in your free time is up to you.

Not a good move. If I'm at all bothered about my future, I think they've got me

in mind for a partnership.

I'm going to stay around here, if they ask you.

I'd certainly have to give it some serious thought.

Really?

Tomorrow night.

It's a date.

It is a really nice couple.

Will you stop pairing everyone up?

I was thinking about yourself for a change.

I'm finished with men.

Full stop.

Oh, fella.

Not all works are the same, though.

Help starts in ten. We'd better get going.

Susie's coming too.

You don't mind, do you? It's not as if I'd be playing Gooseberry, is it?

I suppose there's room for a small one.

Oh, don't tell me you stood your par ready.

Something came up.

Dr Weatherill asked me to discuss this partnership.

Thank you.

There you are.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Back in a minute.

Jill. Yeah? Look, I think he'd be a real asset.

And I think that Claire would fit in perfectly.

And for once, Gordon, I would like you to stop treating the hospital as some

sort of ball's club and actually support my opinion.

Why? Well, I think that Neil would be the best man.

Person? For the job.

I suspect we've been set up.

It wasn't my suggestion, I assure you.

I can only apologise.

And you're very sweet, but I have no intention of dating another man for as

as I live.

Well, it's quite a happy coincidence that we've invited you both in this

evening, really.

The thing is, we do have a vacancy for a partner at the practice. The problem is

that each of us is convinced that both of you will be perfect for the job.

Vogel? It's your service, madam.

I take a very dim

view of this, Mr Carnegie.

A very dim view indeed.

No one's going to pay for all the damage.

More pertinent, ladies, is why the gas was turned on.

And by whom.

Morning. I think I have a pretty good idea.

A word, please, Susie.

A few minor burns, cuts and bruises, but I think you're fit enough to go home.

Just take it easy for a couple of days. You've had a very nasty shock.

Think the Empire was built on chaps going home after a minor setback?

No, but I think being held across a room by a gas explosion's hardly minor.

No, I've had worse.

Yeah, when I was in the police force.

We walked into this flat to apprehend a criminal, flicked the light switch on

and... whole place went up like an inferno.

In hospital for a month, I was.

You said yesterday you were in army.

I thought it was the Navy.

I've had many and varied experiences.

You close, Mr Fogel.

You're only invited to my fondue party tonight. Bring a bottle.

The fondue set's reached North Yorkshire, has it? And the posters have

for the charity beetle drive on Wednesday.

Thank you, Lizzie.

Beetle drive, eh?

Such a decadence. No, it's all in a good cause. Proceeds go to the new prem baby

unit. And do you honestly get regular cancer to operate on your own patients?

Nuts and bolts stuff, really, and dire emergencies. The rest we refer to as

Fridley General. But look, life here in the GP is never dull, really.

Plenty to get you busy.

Come on, let's read.

I'm on your side, Nick. I really think you've got a long -term future here.

Seems as if Dr. Whirl's already made up her mind. Yeah, well, I'm not too sure

about Claire.

I don't think a rural practice is, um, well, quite a cup of tea.

And it is mine.

Don't know whether to be flattered or insulted.

Look, I see you as one of our teammates.

Don't give up on us just yet, OK?

Not much further. She's in Fawcett Ward, just down the corridor.

I can manage it.

I can't believe that you wrote this song for me last night.

I mean, if he is the new partner, you've already chosen your engagement ring.

Yeah, I was thinking small blue sapphire with diamonds round it. Nothing too

showy.

I'm only kidding.

I think you do protest too much.

Well, I really like him.

No harm in a bit of daydreaming, is there?

Well, there is.

If you expect life to turn out the way you want it to.

Because it never will.

Like last night, it was so obvious Frankie wanted to hold your hand and you

pushing him away.

I didn't want him taking advantage, that's all.

I know it's hard what's happened to you. Look, I was drunk and stupid and I

deserved everything I got. No, you didn't. Even the court thought it was my

fault, the bloke that attacked me.

He never even came to trial.

Doesn't mean that every man is the same.

I know.

It's not that.

I just don't think I could ever trust anyone again.

Well, you could try, couldn't you?

I will be making a full report to the DHA.

Someone must be held responsible for this incident, Mr Carnegie.

It is very regrettable.

But there's no harm done.

You said so yourself.

Physically, no, but mentally I might never be able to light up another

without an attack of nerves.

No, someone must be held to account, Mr Carnegie. And where will we be?

Anarchy, I tell you.

He's not serious, is he?

I don't think he could crack a joke even if he wanted to.

Ah, Mr. Rose.

Our potential new partner, Dr. Massey.

Delighted to meet your acquaintance. Pleased to meet you. Claire's an old

from university.

Jolly good career for a girl. General practice.

Plenty of flexibility to settle down, raise a family.

You do know who Drs. Ormerod and Ormerod met over the operating table?

I believe I do.

Well, I'm about to start my list. Why don't you pop along and watch your

at work?

Thank you.

Don't worry, Dr. Wetherill.

Dr. Massey is in very capable hands.

Care to step this way?

Well, you're free to go home, Estelle.

Although you're not allowed to get back in the saddle for another six weeks. And

come back and see me again in a month's time.

She'll be back on that horse as soon as she can.

Sling or no sling, my daughter is nothing if not committed.

Now, get dressed, my dear. We'll take you home.

Not before you've seen the doctor, Mummy.

A quick chat with the doctor won't do any harm, will it?

Your family are concerned that you're in constant pain.

Oh, I see.

A conspiracy.

Please, Lucy, now that you're here.

Right. But I'd like it on record that I'm doing this under duress.

Well, would I come this way, please?

You are skating on very thin ice, Susie. I'm terribly sorry.

Sorry isn't really good enough. Poor Mr Fogle might have been killed.

I think Susie's well aware of the gravity of the situation.

Thank you, Mr Carnegie.

Every day, something new.

This catalogue of disasters just will not do.

I promise it won't happen again.

Nursing isn't for everyone.

Maybe you should just cut your losses, put this down to experience and head

to Rhodesia and your mother.

And what will I do there?

Sit around and wait for some rich farmer to decide to marry me?

Start drinking gin at ten in the morning like my mother does?

Port not through thee.

If you really want to get rid of me, I'll go.

But I can do this.

I know I can.

Your x -ray, Doctor.

Thank you, Lizzie.

My mother was still hunting when she was 90.

No damn reason why I shouldn't do the same.

Yes.

Well, this x -ray shows that you have...

Severe osteoarthritic changes in your hip joint.

Arthritis?

Yes.

The, er... The denisus causes the joint to become inflamed and worn.

So, what can we do about it?

And now for action.

Solidarity's what we need, son. What kind of action?

The proletariat's always been oppressed by the ruling classes. That's why they

always come out on top. They tread us underfoot as they scramble to profit

our blood, sweat and tears.

I'm not sure I get your drift, Mr Vogel.

Follow me.

Morning, the royal.

If Dr Weatherall wants a friend to get the job, I don't stand a chance.

Well, you've got to.

You have to stay.

You think I want to go?

Just when I was beginning to enjoy myself.

Doctor, an emergency at a campsite up on West Cliff. Some cadets collapsed.

Them again?

I'll grab Frankie and I'm on my way.

You are bringing Dr.

Burnett to my party tonight.

Well, maybe I'll meet the most of them while he's still here.

Vanessa Felix?

That's me. I've come to replace.

In an ideal world, we'd remove the hip surgically and put in a replacement.

So there's nothing you can do.

Well, I can help you alleviate the pain and discomfort.

I'm going to end up in a wheelchair, eventually.

Your mobility will not improve, and neither will the pain, I'm afraid.

Your disease is, well, it's particularly aggressive in your case, and there's a

strong possibility that it may get progressively worse.

I'm very sorry.

Thank you for your honesty, Doctor.

Allow me. I can manage.

Thank you.

So you're not using any contraception?

Cap? Pill? Why would I?

I want to have a baby.

And you haven't been pregnant before?

No.

OK. Any infections down below?

I'm a married woman.

And Alistair is... was my first proper... You know.

OK, well, if you'd like to pop behind the screen and slip your clothes off,

examine you. All right.

What happened?

It's my dad.

He's in trouble again, Doctor.

He was fine, and then he said he had this pain, went all white and sweaty,

then he just crashed out.

Are you still in pain, Sid?

I can't be in pain.

Tell your mother I... Sid?

Dad!

Sid, can you hear me?

Stretcher, Frankie.

Right, I'll need you lads to help us carry him to the ambulance.

We need to get him into hospital.

Quick.

A bit tender.

It's ripping me apart, Doctor.

What's going on?

What is it?

Take it easy. We're doing our very best for you.

When I saw him yesterday, the pain had gone off.

I thought he had renal colic.

Some non -set pain in the lower abdomen, around the umbilicus, spreading to both

groins. I would suggest the dissection of an abdominal aortic aneurysm. All the

symptoms point to it.

The aneurysm must be leaking.

The pain yesterday must have been a minor bleed into the adventitia.

I saw one of these a few weeks ago.

Just like Buffy.

None for ages, and two come along at once.

That's amazing.

I agree with you, Doctor. We need to operate on him at once before he loses

much blood.

Will you prepare this patient for theatre, please, Nurse?

Try to relax, old chap.

We're going to whip you into theatre, see if we can sort this out.

Rest assured, you're in the best possible hands.

How is he?

We're doing our very best for him, but you must be aware he has only a 50 -50

chance of coming through.

But he told me yesterday was a kidney stone.

I'm sorry, that's what I thought at the time. The condition is very uncommon.

I, too, might have made the same diagnosis in Dr. Burnett's position.

Would you like me to call your mother?

I'd like to break it to her.

In the meantime, young man, I shall do my very best to save your father.

If you prepare to anaesthetise Dr.

Burnett, set up a drip, cross -match ten units of blood. We don't know what

we're going to find when we get there. Dr. Massey, if you care to scrub up and

assist. I'd be delighted.

Can I take a seat for a minute?

What is it, Doctor?

What's the matter?

Your husband's in the waiting room, is he?

OK, just a bit more.

You can't be serious, Mr Fogle.

I think it's a stupid idea.

Someone's got to take a stand for the common man.

What appears to be the problem?

I've made a full appraisal of the recent regrettable incident during the

discharge of my lawful business in this hospital.

Mr Fogle has taken the decision to withdraw his labour.

I beg your pardon? Unless you can guarantee our safety, we shall not be

for you in any capacity.

And Alan agrees with this course of action, does he?

Wholeheartedly. Go on, Alan.

I've got your tongue.

You employed the man, Mr. Carnegie?

Only, we've been waiting for so long. We've been so worried.

Well, your mother left my consultant in half an hour ago.

Blood all over their shop.

The aorta's ruptured, all right.

Let's get the damn thing tied off so we can see what we're doing. Hot packs,

please, nurse.

Thank you.

She's taken the car.

She was very distressed when she left my consulting room. We need to get home as

quickly as we can.

Well, that's my car. I'll, um... I'll drive you.

Now, I'm afraid that there's no way that you and your wife can have a baby

unless you have actually performed the act of reproduction itself.

You mean we...

I don't remember ever being so embarrassed, Doctor.

I'm going to prescribe this for you, OK?

A book?

They stock it in the bookshop in town now. I suggest that you have a good read

and see if you can put some of the suggestions into practice and allow

take its course. Now, if nothing's happened in six months, then you should

back and see me, but you never know.

Might even enjoy it.

I couldn't possibly.

One of our parish counsellors knows the bookshop.

Oh, right.

OK, well, then I shall buy a copy for you and I shall drop it off with you

later. How about that?

How's the blood going, Doctor?

Five units so far, Mr Rose.

Could have been a downside worse. Lucky he didn't bleed to death.

Right, let's get this graft in.

Your technique is very ethongraphic, Mr. Rose.

Compared with whom, Doctor?

My consultant in Manchester.

He's reluctant to give me more responsibility.

Always the bridesmaid, eh? Whilst the men get his personal attention.

Something to do with the glass ceiling?

And so it will remain while lady doctors insist on encumbering themselves.

with husbands and children.

Mother's place is in the home, not the operating theatre.

Couldn't agree with you more, Mr Rose.

Marriage and children are firmly off my agenda, I assure you.

How very modern.

Dr Wetherill is a very able surgeon, but she's the exception.

In my opinion, women in surgery aren't suited. They're far too emotional.

An attitude which appears to be shared by my consultant in Manchester.

So Dr. Murphy is considering giving up her ambition to be a top surgeon and

joining us out here on the sticks.

You wouldn't regret your decision, my dear. There are worse places to find

yourself a husband.

I would suggest you join the sailing club. Their dinner dances are usually

well attended.

In fact, Mrs. Rose and I could probably effect a few suitable introductions.

That's her.

She's taken Merlin out.

She came off last time.

She'll be heading down to the sink.

Well, can we follow her? No, not this way.

Back up, Doctor. There's a five road.

Not out of the woods yet. He's lost a lot of blood. We have to keep an eye on

him in case he succumbs to infection.

We've just got a fighting chance.

Kidney stone. I can't believe I missed it.

Well, we live and learn, eh, Doctor?

I suppose with your years of surgical experience, you'd make the right

diagnosis, Doctor Massey.

I think I'd have made the same decision. We're not psychic.

We can only go on the symptoms that prevent themselves.

Well said, my dear.

I look forward to enjoying your fragrant presence on the wards, should you be

appointed.

Oh, my dead body.

Male chauvinist pig.

I don't know how Jill puts up with him. He's one of the best.

He's also an Olympic medalist in winding people up. He respects Jill as much as

any other doctor here.

Even so, if I give up my dream now, He's won the battle, along with all the

other dinosaurs.

And why should I? Just because I'm a woman? Couldn't agree more.

Hello.

What do you think of the place?

Jill, is there someone we can talk?

Lucy!

Lucy!

Whoa! Lucy!

Whoa!

What the hell do you think you're doing? Mum!

We thought you were going to do something stupid.

After I gave you that bad news.

One last gallop before I hang up my boots.

Never been one for giving up, have I?

And if I'm going to whip you into shape... It'll stop me feeling sorry for

myself. So you're going to keep on coaching me?

I'm going to get my girl to the Olympic if it kills me.

I'm going to make you proud of me, Mum.

Oh, you do already.

You've been through a very serious procedure.

You're going to have to give yourself plenty of time to recuperate.

Take things easy.

Mum's always on here to do that.

I'm an active man, Doctor.

I've never sat on my backside and...

He twiddled my thumbs.

He's always on the go.

He never stops.

See no reason why you can't go back to work when you're fully recovered.

Mr Rose has completed a graft.

It's very unlikely the aneurysm will reoccur.

You're lucky to be alive.

Two years ago, the outcome wouldn't have been so successful.

I might not have seen my sons grow up.

All these years.

Trying to fill every second.

And with what?

I never even took the time to take a honeymoon with your mother.

I always thought there'd be plenty of time for that.

You can put that right.

When you're better.

Try and stop me.

I want to be a surgeon, Jill.

I'm not going to give it up.

We both had such big dreams, didn't we, back at college?

What you've got here.

Your husband, your family.

I envy you that.

But it's not for me.

Not yet.

No, well, I suppose I always knew that, really.

I couldn't quite envisage you striding across the moors at the weekends in your

hiking boots and your cuckoo.

And I could be knocking back a cocktail with some dishy young surgeon.

Well, then, you go and fight the good fight.

On my behalf as well as your own, I'm counting on you. Even if I do end up a

wizened old spinster with a medical textbook for company.

It's worse fates in life.

You take care of yourself, Jill. Thank you.

Yeah.

So, Mr Fogle has left the building.

For the time being.

I telephoned the matron of the much vaunted Princess Alexandra Hospital this

afternoon.

Our conversation was most illuminating. It was?

Mr Fogle's endless tall tales were a standing joke.

He took liberties with the nursing staff. He also took his men out on

more often than they were working.

And he left the hospital having sued them for damages when he stubbed his toe

a runaway gurney. But his references were impeccable. The administrator was

glad to see the back of him.

He practically wrote what he dictated.

In future, Mr Carnegie, when you're checking references, the shop floor is

you need to go.

Go on, Bruce.

Psychedelic or what?

Wow, this paper's amazing.

Oh, you're giving me an headache.

Really fat drug when you can look at something like that. Wow, looks like

something from a magazine.

Or a horror film.

Cannot have a bit.

Do I sit out or give a toilet and go home? Go home.

You've got a swimming pool, servants, and you can see real lions in your back

garden any time you want. But I want to prove to Auntie that I'm not just some

silly little girl who can't get anything right.

Then stop here.

Right.

Ten minutes to heat up, then it's fondue time.

Look, if you're that worried about what to do, do what my dad always did.

Toss a coin.

Waffles in the kitchen, please.

This place is really something.

Glad you like it.

Cheese and pineapple on a stick.

Ooh, thank you.

No, I just think our heart wouldn't eat, really.

We must have seemed way too provincial and too unexciting and... Too content?

Yeah, I suppose so.

Oh, I don't know. It just feels like centuries ago. You know, we had these

dreams and these huge ambitions.

Part of me thinks that you've settled for something less.

No.

No. Life just has a funny way of turning out, I suppose.

That's all.

Top up.

Thank you.

So, tell me, what do you think to my new model at home?

Oh, Lydie, it's certainly really very striking.

An absolute triumph, is it?

About time me dad's taste would drag kicking into the grievance at 20th

don't you think?

You couldn't lend me a coin, could you?

Here you go.

Oh, I shouldn't.

There's no need to worry.

I'll see you home safe.

Food's ready. Come on.

In a minute.

I test the coin.

Heads, I stay.

Tails, I go home.

And what a club.

Heads. Come on.

Bondo's up.

I bet you're starving.

I quite like it out here, actually.

What are you doing?

Hanging around with me when you could be having a good time?

What do you think?

Stella, I've been about to sort out the carry -on film.

I really don't seem to get it.

I really like you.

But if you're not interested, I understand. Just let me know and I'll

alone. No.

It's just difficult.

I know.

But there's no rush. I mean, we can take things as slow as you want.

If it is what you want.

Now, Claire's no longer interested.

You were always my first choice.

You know that.

Look, if you don't mind, I'm neglecting my date.

The one I stood up last night.

Ah, OK.

Well, we'll talk tomorrow, won't we?

There's a year you dip your meat in the oil. Then, when it's cooked, you stick

it in the sauce and eat it. Are you sure that's safe?

I'm still raw.

Oh, shove it in again, then.

Careful, it's boiling hot.

Mine's fallen off the fork.

There's something here about that.

It's traditional that if your meat falls from the fork and into the oil, you

have to give the person to your right a kiss.

What, me?

In front of everyone?

It's traditional, apparently.

We don't want to let these good people down, do we?

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