All language subtitles for The Royal s07e05 To Love and to Lose

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?

Wow!

There you go.

Right, hands up, who's going to eat it
all?

I will.

I might even have to lick the bowl. This
looks absolutely delicious.

Thank you. The finest ice cream in
England.

For the best doctor in England.

Ah, yes. Well, you're hardly the best
patient in England, are you, Maria

To win the Ackland, you have to turn up
for your consultations. When was the

last time you came to surgery? I've been
busy.

What can you do?

Well, you can take your medication
properly.

Slow down.

I've seen the way you fly around this
place. That's what I keep telling her,

Doctor. She works too hard.

Mum, I say, slow down. Put your feet up.

Don't I say that?

You do, Tony. You do. Sempre, sempre.
All the time.

You're a good boy, but you're very
repetitive.

Come on, eat.

Enjoy.

Did you hear what happened to Jenny
Drew?

Did you see how thin and pale she grew?

So much suffering could not hide

endless heartache.

Where would we be if hedonism was the
order of the day?

There'll be no -one inclined to staff
hospitals, for one thing.

Yeah, but we do work in a hospital, so
doesn't that prove you're wrong about

Prove I'm wrong?

Don't be so daft, lad.

It's comments like that that show just
how right I am. Do you, do you, do you?

Good night, Matron.

Have a lovely evening.

The stars should be exceptional tonight.

Mr Fogel?

Oh, that man.

How does he manage to make the most
cordial remarks and shivers down one's

spine? Would I be right in saying the
attraction's not mutual?

Don't forget we're having those rotten
windows overhauled tomorrow, Lizzie.

Builder said he'd be in bright and
early.

Tramping mud through with his mucky
boots, no doubt.

Flashing his builder's bottom left,
right and centre. Has he finally got

on me plate? I'm sure you'll hardly
notice him. Good night.

I can't remember the last time I had a
mickabucka glory.

I've been quite a while with a look at
this lot.

Oh, why don't you seize the moment, Mr
Rose?

Right, that terrible roll.

No, I think I will. I deserve a treat.

Amy's parents are away on a short break.

Love her to bits and all that, but she's
hard at work.

A bit of a mind thing.

Another chilling longer end, sir.

It's all right, no problem.

If you didn't drink during the day,
maybe that might help.

Don't talk to your brother like that.
Come on, man, his hands are shaking.

Don't worry.

It's only a thought.

Don't worry.

It's an accident.

There we are, thank you, Lizzie.

You look pleased to be off armed, aren't
you? Oh, I am. I am, indeed.

Katie and Jonathan have gone to a
friend's house. Gordon's taken Tom out,

going to enjoy a very long hot bath
without any interruptions.

Might as well make the most of it before
the au pair leave.

See you tomorrow. See you.

Hello, the royal.

Yep.

Someone calling on behalf of Doris
Nightingale. She says, Doris is very ill

indeed. Death doll, by all accounts.

Can you hear the birds?

Yep. It's the eighth time today.

Let me talk to her.

Hello, Doris. This is Matron.

Now, is there a problem, or do you just
want to chat?

A regular?

Very.

She's a lonely widow with nothing better
to do than make up ailments.

Well, other than gothic, that is.

She works at the telephone exchange,
likes listening on people's business,

tells the world and his wife.

She's retiring soon, thank heavens.

Well, maybe an early night.

What's with the birds?

Sometimes she pretends to be a
neighbour, worried about Doris. She puts

right funny voice on it, quite good.

Except you can always hear her pet
budgies in the background.

Bit of a giveaway.

Sounds like a bit of a character.

I look forward to meeting her.

Oh, I'll owe you to that. She'll more
than likely be in tomorrow.

Oh, me and my big mouth.

See you, Lizzie.

See you.

I was wondering...

Beautiful girl, aren't you?

I suppose you've got plans for the
evening.

Well, maybe I have now.

Hello, do you work in the hospital
there?

Yeah, I do.

I did notice that. I don't know why I
asked, really.

It's unnerved.

Can we help you?

No, no.

But either of you have come across a
nurse, well, a nun and a nurse, in fact,

the name of Bridget? Certainly.

She's in the hospital now. You can catch
her if you're quick.

Quick?

Right. Here I go.

Would you like me to tell her you're
here?

No, no, it's fine. Sure, I'll surprise
her myself.

I might wait for her to come out.

Well, good night.

Hello? Lyra!

I don't believe it!

I didn't know you were coming. Why
didn't you call me?

Mummy and Daddy know you're here.

I shall come here again.

Absolutely knickerbocker glorious.

Save her in the back.

Careful!

Dislocated patella. Call an ambulance.

You know what it's like back home? It's
stifling. I'm 20 now. By the time I

spread my wings, saw new things, had new
experiences like you have.

I live in a convent.

Hardly the life for you, I'd say.

Why are you here, Myra?

Really, now?

Oh, no, please don't tell me you're
pregnant.

I've no idea you're even serious with
anyone. Who's the father?

Paul O'Malley.

I went to school with a Paul O'Malley.

That's the man.

He's not interested.

I'm not surprised.

He's a married man.

three children.

Exactly. He doesn't want a fourth.

Oh, Moira, how could you?

Poor Mammy. I'm surprised she didn't
drop dead on the spot.

Don't worry.

She's fighting fit.

Threw me out of the house by my ear.

So that's why you're here.

Stretching your wings, indeed.

You'd no choice.

Well, you're certainly going to have
your work cut out for you with a child

rear. There's no getting away from that.

Myra, no, you can't.

I've got no choice.

Terrible business.

I only wish I'd given the police more to
go on. I don't understand how anyone

could use such violence in front of
children, really.

Cowards, see?

Why would they bother? They didn't
bother with the till, so it obviously

about money, was it?

I wouldn't think that if I were you.

Could be a protection record.

Mr Rose, this is Eltham Bay, it's not
Sicily.

The tentacles of the Cosa Nostra spread
far and wide, you know.

Sister Bridget, are you all right?

Moira, stop!

Come back!

Moira!

Moira, are you all right?

She just ran out in front of me. I
didn't see her.

Moira! Let the doctor take her. Doctor,
she's pregnant.

Don't let her die.

Well, I'm sure you are.

Do you remember anything about last
night?

I got knocked over.

By an ambulance outside a hospital.

Is that good luck or bad?

A bit of both.

We had to carry out some checks.

Make sure there was no intracranial
bleeding.

What's the verdict?

Well, so far, so good.

I want to carry on with the
observations, though.

Just to make sure.

The baby's fine, by the way.

For one terrible moment, I thought she
was gone.

Something to be thankful for.

I can't go along with it, Matron.

Not an abortion.

It's wrong.

Lizzie, any sign of Neville Cartwright?

The chap who's repairing the windows?

No, him. Not a dicky bird.

Let that be a lesson to you, Mr
Carnegie.

Never trust a builder.

Well, that's a bit of a generalisation,
Eric. You can't tar them all with the

same brush.

Tar them and then feather them. They're
unreliable. They lie through their teeth

and they're invariably better at
knocking things down.

About time. You said you'd be here first
thing. I am. Well, you need to finish

by the end of today.

I haven't even had breakfast yet.

Not even a cup.

I'll see what I can do.

Thanks for your help.

Three spoons, easy on the no juice.

Jack the lad, if ever I saw one. Mind
you, nothing a decent haircut and a

of national service wouldn't sort out.

Oh, Matron.

I wonder what you think of this.

Well, very nice, I'm sure.

Victoria sponge.

For you.

I made it myself.

I'll pop in with a cup of tea later.

Two cups, all right.

I'd love to hear your appraisal.

That man must go.

Why, what's he done?

Baked me a cake.

I can hardly dismiss a man for an act of
generosity, Mitra.

He is a disrupted influence, and you
know it.

He's also a stickler for the rules and
regulations. My hands are tied.

He's done nothing wrong.

Am I looking pale to you, Doctor?

Paler than usual?

Well, it's hard for me to say.

I haven't actually met you before.

You see, that's why I particularly asked
for Dr Ormrod. He understands my case.

Let me take your blood pressure, Doris.
Lift your arm, please.

I've got this rhinos in my mouth.

Where would I be without me pear drop?

With your lips stuck together by the
sound of things.

We wouldn't want that.

I'm glad you find it funny.

Still, everything's a joke to you, isn't
it, Doctor?

Sorry? If you're going to live in this
part of the world, perhaps you might

to fall in with a less bawdy crowd than
you used to.

It'll be on the high side.

I've a lot to be vexed about.

Paul gave me some money.

I'm sure I can find someone who'll do it
if you don't want to get involved.

You chose to involve me when you turned
up here last night.

But you came knowing how I'd feel about
it, Myra.

Maybe part of you wants to be talked
into this. My mind's made up.

I came for your help, not a sermon.

I won't help you to take a life.

It's a mortal sin.

I can't apologise enough, Dr Homewood.

What you and your children went through
last night is unforgivable.

It wasn't your fault, Tony.

We argue why anyone would want a target.

It makes no sense to me. They didn't
take any money, so what did they do it

Fun? For kicks?

What are they, health angels? Lunatics?

I just don't understand. There we go.

Good afternoon.

Dr Amarad will have a look at the x -ray
and discuss it with you later.

Get this leg up, shall we?

What?

Your sons?

They're good boys.

Looks like it.

Best get a valve.

I'll sit.

How's Moira doing?

Not bad, considering you flattened her
with the ambulance.

Don't be like that. I feel bad enough as
is.

It's probably good for you.

I always thought you wouldn't be quite
so pleased with yourself.

Really?

That's nice to know you're thinking
about me.

Someone's got to.

Three sugars, wasn't it, and just a dash
of the old moon juice.

You all right?

Fine, thanks.

I'm pretty sure her symptoms are all
psychosomatic.

Her palpitations, sweating, sleepless
nights. She's anxious.

That's putting up a blood pressure.

Yes, well, sounds like Doris. I've seen
it a hundred times before, I'm afraid.

You know, she's going to be delighted
she's got two doctors on her case.

Tell me.

Did she mention anything about your
private life?

Yes. That came as a bit of a shock.
She's obviously been listening in on

conversations with my buddies.

Seems to think we're a ribald bunch.

Not much to get past Doric.

She'll miss it when she retires.

Oh, sounds worrying. Less time for
gossip, more time for hypochondria. Oh,

please, perish the thought.

Doctor,

can you spare a minute?

Yes, of course. Are you not Dr Roman's
patient?

Well, I haven't asked him about this.

About what?

I need an abortion.

I'm 12 weeks gone already.

So it has to be done soon, doesn't it?
That's the law.

Can we keep this between ourselves?

Of course.

You've never been in a trance, Lizzie.

Sorry, what?

A trance. A transcendental state brought
about through meditation.

It's all a rage.

Is it?

Sure. You know the Maharishi Mahesh
Yogi?

Little Indian guy. Long beard.

Amigo of John Paul George and Ringo.

I've seen him on the telly. Never really
quite grasped what it's all about.

Exactly.

Now, what is it all about, man?

That's why I'm saving my money to buy me
a motorbike.

Going to ride off to India, all the way
into the ashram.

Picture it, Lizzie.

Up in the mountains, overlooking the
Ganges.

Can you dig that?

Oh, yes.

Very much so.

A matron will dig me if I don't go back
to work.

Have you thought any more about taking
the job on permanently?

I wasn't sure it was still on offer.

I was second best behind your friend
only the other week. Ah, yes, clear.

That was a bit of a gaffe on my part.

Um, I would like you to take the job.

And Gordon?

What, I'd take it he's in agreement?

Oh, yeah, yeah, well, I'm sure he is.

Well, maybe you should make sure.

Save you making any more gaffes.

Hello, I'm looking for Maria Danini.

I've been thinking about where you're
going to stay.

We need to make arrangements.

There's no rush.

Well, you'll be discharged later today
once Dr. Omar adds that line. Dr.

is going to operate as soon as possible.

I'd still get it over with while I'm
here.

No, Moira.

You can't. It's not your decision. You
haven't the right.

Nor have you.

No one has the right to take a life.

Eternal damnation, is it? You'll regret
it, Moira. I know you will.

One day you'll want this baby back and
you won't be able to forgive yourself,

let alone what God has to say about it.

Sister, the patient.

Of course.

You all right?

I've seen girls in your position before.

They're scared deaf at the thought of
having a baby.

But they're so scared, they forget to
think about what it'd be like not to

it.

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sticking my oar in.

It's all right.

Just don't nudge into it.

Now, are you sure I can't tempt you?

No. I've got to watch my figure.

Wake me up in a couple of hours, would
you?

Yeah, you wish.

We should go out tonight.

We could do with having a talk.

Yeah. It's always nice to exercise your
lips.

Frankie, what are you doing?

Thought you'd like it.

I don't.

I really don't.

Look, for what it's worth, I don't think
she's the sort of girl to take this

kind of decision lightly.

Doctor, I... I respect your right to
your opinion.

Just as I do all the other girls who've
come through here, having to make the

same decision.

But Moira's my sister.

I confess, I'm surprised how much harder
that makes it.

How's Moira?

She's having a rest. All this has taken
it out of her.

It's just all very difficult.

Well, what is it going to help?

Moira's having an abortion. Dr
Weatherill's arranged it.

Excuse me, Doctor.

It's all right, it's all right, I'll get
it. Don't cut yourself out.

We're going to go, see how things are
coming on at the shop.

But wait for me.

I'll come with you. I can manage.

Why don't you just stay here?

He needs help.

I know.

Does he drink every day?

He goes to a pub, the Lamb and Raven.

He'd be on his way there now.

It's such a filthy place.

Now it's like his second home.

This attack on the ice cream parlour, is
it possible that Lorenzo was the

target?

Could he have upset someone? I don't see
why.

But then how would I know?

He's my husband, but I don't really know
him anymore.

Did you hear what happened to Jenny
Drew?

Couldn't believe it, but it's true.

26,

now she's dead.

I wish that I could have died instead.

She says she just needs time to think,
that's all. I'm sure she'll be back.

Her bag's gone. She couldn't even tell
me she was gone.

She knows your feelings on the
termination.

She needs to find her own answer.

She's so young and vulnerable.

She needed to feel protected and safe.

That's why she came to me.

God forgive me, mention I've driven her
to some bad dream, but... Oh, I'm sure

she wouldn't do that.

Where's she gone?

I'm sorry.

Let me explain.

I'm not interested.

It's about us all, the others.

No. Leave me alone.

You've already seen Dr. Burnett today.

Bobbed off with the new boy.

Fat lot of use he was.

I've been to the library twice and
looked up a couple of things that he's

missed. Are you sure he's qualified?

Has anybody checked?

Dr Burnett is a very capable doctor. Oh,
I don't think he is.

I want a second opinion.

Oh, have a seat. I'll tell Dr Romero
-Geria.

Did you know that Eric Fogel made Matron
a cake?

What? She was telling me about it
earlier and saying what a wonderful

was. She was quite moved.

She was?

Oh, yes, very.

In fact, I have never seen her with such
twinkle in her eye.

What's all that about?

Do you want to see the back of that man?

You pet him. So, we can't give him the
boot, but we can give him enough rope to

hang himself.

I love looking at the...

So vast.

You wonder what's on the other side.
Makes you want to go and see.

You know what you'd find?

Someone stamping on the bridge, looking
out to sea, thinking the exact same

thing.

Probably.

People spend their whole lives in the
town where I'm from.

To waste and to think.

There's so much more in the world.

Well, I suppose it depends what you want
out of life.

I can't work out whether being pregnant
started something or the end.

Ah.

Yep. As I thought. No problems.

Well, that can't be right, Doctor. I've
been doing some reading. Doris, trust

me. But I can feel the lump every time I
swallow.

All right. Are you having trouble eating
or drinking?

Well, not yet, but if it counts, sir...
Doris, it's

globulus hystericus.

All right?

Muscle tension brought about by too much
anxiety.

There's nothing I can see that's wrong
with you. All your symptoms are brought

about by you getting so agitated. But
it's there.

I can feel it. Doris, we need to be
monitoring your asthma and angina, and

you're really doing yourself no favours.

If you carry on like this, you are going
to get ill.

Seriously ill.

Now, there's nothing more I can do other
than to warn you, all right? Good job.

Mr Carnegie wants to know when you're
going to be finished.

Hello?

Lev, are you in there?

Lizzie? A mate's looking for you.

Oh.

He's rather ravishing, isn't he?

Shh!

He's in one of his transits.

I wonder where he's gone.

Paradise, I should imagine.

As a suit.

Do you think there's any chance he's
taken one of us?

Not you, madam.

I know you're mad keen on him, Lizzie,
but, well, I'm not sure I can stop

myself.

Try.

Try hard.

He won't sell many ice creams going at
that speed.

That's Susie. She's not the girl for me,
you know.

It's your karma that rings my bell.

Really?

Yeah, man.

You are cool, Lizzie.

You are straight from the fridge.

You dig?

I come from a big family as well.

You couldn't move around our house
without dumping over a niece or nephew.

I know what you mean.

I've got that many relations. We could
start another country.

Breed like rabbits, we do.

After we've got wed, of course.

Oh. Is that the problem?

Don't want to marry the father?

Sure. He wasn't already married to
someone else.

Ah.

You can't win, can I?

Whatever I do, I always wonder what it
would have been like the other way.

Afraid so.

I used to have dreams about grand
adventures, travelling the world.

It's not just about me anymore now, is
it?

Maybe this baby has the right to have
dreams too.

Have you considered the offer of the
partnership?

Jill said she spoke of it. Yeah, she
did.

I'm grateful for the opportunity.

I'm thinking about it.

Seriously.

Great. Good.

Well, if you could let us know by the
end of the day, so we know where we

Any decision on the job?

Um... Not yet.

Great. At this rate, we're going to be
short -staffed and we're going to have

need to look after the children.

Get ready for some very late -night
sororities.

And by the way, did you know that Moira
had disappeared?

Doesn't look like it.

Dr. Amaral, Frankie's on his way back
with a casual tape. It's Lorenzo Danini.

Right.

There's a nasty cut to his head. Looks
like he's injured his left ankle as

Found him at the bottom of the stairs
outside the Lamb and Raven pub.

What did he pull?

That's what he said.

Right, let's clean up that head wound,
please. It's going to need a few

stitches. On my count. Ready? Two,
three.

Oh! My ankle!

Okay, X -ray on the ankle, please,
nurse.

Lorenzo, I'm going to get you something
to ease your pain.

Oh.

Oh.

You don't think he fell?

Well, he does like to have a few.

Yeah. When we picked him up, though,
there were these fellas looking over.

Piker types.

Real smirks on the faces.

I think they pushed him.

Could be the same fellas who smashed up
the ice cream parlor. Well, any

witnesses? You know the crowd at that
pub, Doc.

Thick as thieves.

That's true.

Well, I wonder what our friend's done to
upset the apple cart.

Oh, it's only Doris Nightingale again.
Well, her neighbour.

Can we hear the birds?

Yep. They want to say hello to you. Oh,
say hello back.

Tell them I'm leaving out for lunch.

That's not her usual funny voice.

Doris, is that you or not?

Says she's Mrs Dixon. She's in Doris's
house. Says she's in a bad way.

Where does she live?

Uh, Colwell Street, 55. It's just round
the back of the hospital.

I'll get my bag. Send an ambulance.

Hello, Mrs Dixon?

Okay.

Now, we'll sort your ankle out and then
move you to the water observation.

Don't worry, it's just a precaution
because it's such a nasty head wound.

I've sent someone to tell your wife that
you're here. She's probably still with

your mother.

Which brings me to the question of the
police, Lorenzo.

If you have been assaulted... I fell.

Well, I think we both know that's not
true.

Was it the same men that attacked the
ice cream shop?

What have they won?

The truth is, I'm worried about your
mother.

She's simply not up to it.

So if you do know anything, it might be
helpful if you got it off your chest.

OK, well, the police are going to ask
you a few questions. You're going to

to talk to them.

You're not going to tell them? Of course
I am. You've been assaulted.

Don't you want these men caught?

Your mother's only in this hospital
because of that.

I was supposed to pay those men today.

The man I got to wreck the shop.

Are you saying you arranged it all?

I told them to come at night.

Not when there were people inside, but
idiots.

I told them I weren't going to pay.

So they pushed you down the steps? You
could have been killed.

Wish I had.

I don't care anymore.

Why, Lorenzo, why do that?

Easy.

Ask my brother.

Or my wife.

I was terrified.

I didn't know what had happened to you.

What you might have done. I'm fine. We
were chatting.

I see.

I'm very sorry, Dr. Weatherill. I never
meant to cause anyone any trouble.

There's no harm done.

Just glad to have you back in one piece.

We do need to have that chat, though.

It's fine, Doctor. I've made my
decision.

I'm going to have the baby.

If you're absolutely sure.

It's the right thing, Moira.

This has nothing to do with God.

It's the right thing for me and the
baby.

The ambulance will be here in a minute.

Can you flag it down?

Thanks.

All right, Doris.

It's Dr Burnett here.

Let's get you breathing a bit more
easily, shall we?

I just heard. What happened?

Looks like a coronary thrombosis.

Luckily, a neighbour called by and found
her.

I'm going to admit her.

I should have spotted it.

Impossible. When she cried wolf so
often. Makes it difficult to take any

symptoms seriously.

Maybe, but I still should have.

Well done.

Do I go back to the ward now?

No, no need.

Ops are finished, aren't they?

No, you can leave.

I'll take you. You've got somewhere to
go.

I know a good Catholic home for
unmarried mothers.

They could get you a job, too. You're
going to need something.

A job, yes, but a Catholic home.

Well, you could stay at the convent with
me.

There could be an alternative.

There you are, Doris.

I'll come by and see you later.

I, uh, hear you found our runaway. Well
done.

I don't really do anything.

I just try to help him make sense for a
future, that's all.

Good.

Maybe you can help me out.

They need me to make a decision about
the partnership.

Well, you know what I think.

Some opportunities need to be grabbed
with both hands.

But don't let me influence your
decision, Doctor.

Kirsten.

Ellen.

Tell me, where are they?

They've gone to see your son in the
Milner ward.

I'm afraid he's been in an accident.

Lorenzo.

What's happened?

Poor chap.

He's suffered enough, I would have
thought.

What's that supposed to mean?

How long do I have to keep this up for?
I don't want my brain to turn to

cabbage. 20 minutes twice a day.

20 minutes twice a day.

It's good.

It gives you charity.

It breathes your mind and heightens your
conscience.

It'll help you fulfil all your
potential.

Just relax.

Lizzie, relax.

Lizzie!

Mr Cartwright, I might have resumed that
you're distracting our receptionist

from her duties because you're dispensed
with yours.

Correct.

Well, the windows are finished already.

Two out of two.

Could I have a word, please?

I could say this one's a bit of a fly
-by night, so I took the liberty of

assessing the workmanship on your
behalf.

Shoddy, Mr Carnegie.

Very shoddy.

Right.

Well, thank you for your input, Eric.

No problem, Adam.

You're a good student.

We should have another session.

Come down to my caravan tonight, if you
like.

Oh, I'm... I'm quite busy.

Oh? Another time, maybe.

Pleasure doing business with you.

Want to settle up now? Just send an
invoice.

I'll release the funds when I'm happy
the work is up to scratch.

OK. Let me know if you find any
problems.

I'll rush straight back.

Sure thing.

And you can think about that next time
you're meditating.

I'm going to think about that all the
way home.

You send me, Lizzie.

You send me to the end.

Mr Fogle.

Could you spare a moment, Matron?

Yes, I was hoping to have a chat with
you, actually. Great minds, Matron.

minds. He's taking the bait.

He's going for it.

Going on?

Susie's been egging Eric on. Told him
he's in with a chance with Matron.

Stand back and watch the fireworks.

Don't play games, Lorraine. So, why'd
you do it?

Maybe you should talk about this later,
in private.

There's nothing to talk about.

You know what you did.

And you.

How long have we known?

A few weeks.

I knew you were seeing someone.

Took me a while to work out who.

Lorenzo. And big surprise, it's Tony.

Nice.

It's over now. We've stopped it.

I'm so sorry.

I never meant to hurt you.

We should have thought about that before
we had an affair with my brother.

Just sorry you've been found out.

Mrs. Danini, you really shouldn't be
here.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

And you.

You do this to my son.

Everything he's done for me.

This is how you repay.

Don't blame her. She didn't want it to
happen.

No.

Hey! Maria!

Nurse! Get onto the bed, please.

It's cardiac arrest. Get the recess
trolley.

Now, please.

What's happening? What's happening? Step
back, please.

Oh, no.

God, no. Please.

Please, no.

I went too far, I know that.

I just really like you, fella.

Yeah, but you're a good friend, Frankie.

That means a lot to me.

I don't want to lose that.

Me neither.

Maybe if we took things a bit slower.

Maybe.

What are they doing?

Is she going to be all right?

And be back, please.

Right, she's in VF. Let's prepare to
defib. 200 joules, please.

Charging. I'm sorry. Ready.

Okay. Clear, everyone.

Oh, my God.

Darling. She's still in VF.

Charging. Clear.

And you.

She's back in normal thymus rhythm. Is
there a pulse? Oh, good, good. Good. OK,

get her on oxygen.

I'm not a sentimental chap. I like to
consider myself above all that.

I'm particular in my taste.

Fussy, some might say.

I'm practical, forthright.

And if I set my mind to something, I go
at it wholeheartedly.

It's in my nature. I'm not easily
deterred.

But I like to think I'm not one to flog
a dead horse.

Oh, very interesting, Mr Fogel, but what
has it got to do with me?

I'm coming to that, matron.

I believe you to be a woman of aptitude
and integrity.

So I got to thinking, could you be the
one?

There comes a time in a man's life when
he looks to the future. What does it

hold? What's in place? What's missing?

The fact is, Matron, I'm in the market
for a wife.

Matron, you all right?

Mr. Fogle has resigned.

Why? What happened?

He realised his future lies elsewhere.

We wouldn't want to hold him back, would
we?

Grazie tanto.

Thank you, Doctor.

Well, there's no need to thank me.

You've been lucky, though.

If that had happened anywhere else, we
wouldn't have had time to save you.

Look, I don't want to stick my nose in
where it's not wanted, but perhaps you

all need to find a way of just... moving
forward.

Glad I caught you together.

I've made a decision.

Oh, right, about the partnership.

Yes.

I'll take it.

That's great.

I'm very pleased. Glad to have you on
board.

Delighted to be here.

We'll, uh, sort out the paperwork
sometime?

Yeah, let's get it down on paper as soon
as possible before your feet start

itching. They're okay at the moment.

one of our problems solved.

Now, if I'd done this to find a nanny,
that would have been a pretty successful

day. Do you agree? Oh, it would indeed.

Well, I reckon start the day, if we
agree.

I'd give anything for the job, Doctor.

On a trial basis, of course. See how we
all get along.

Not that I've any doubt.

I see.

And, um, what does Sister Bridget think
about it?

She loves the idea.

I'll keep him back in her good books.

So what do you say?

Just give it a try.