All language subtitles for The Royal s07e10 In the Air

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?

Because he gets up in the morning, then
he goes to work tonight.

Then he comes back home at 5 .30, gets
the same train every time.

Because he's all so healthy in this body
and in mind.

You're going to be late.

So? You're going to let them fire me,
will you?

Go on. I'm not a word to anyone without
any gossip amongst us.

Don't frown, Tiger. It doesn't suit you.

And he likes it back to bed.

But he's better than the rest.

All night?

She stopped out all night?

Yeah, what's it been doing for eight o
'clock?

I haven't seen her since.

Thanks, Lizzie.

Morning. Morning.

I have to manage without him for a bit.
He's off on a house call.

Any road?

Was she dolled up when she left?

Yeah. Lots of lipstick.

Skimpy drink.

She was off on a date then.

If I can't think who with.

She swore to me not what going on. Oh,
the little.

Remember, I bet she were with him.

Who?

Mr. Carnegie.

No, never.

Oh, bless.

like that, you'll have more satin on the
green than you will in the bunker. All

right, all right.

Oh! Don't!

Ah!

What is it? Damn thing.

What? Charlie.

Charlie? My hernia.

Blasted thing.

Oh, come on. Let's get you out of here.

Ah! Morning, sister.

Good morning, Matron.

I want all the bedpans cleaned and
sterilized, Nurse McCaig.

Nurse Dixon will help you.

Where is Nurse Dixon? Have you seen her?

Silly, um, not sure.

Oh.

How long have you had this?

Ages. We're old adversaries, me and
Charlie.

Ludicrous wearing a truss in this day
and age and dangerous.

Hernias can become irreducible. You
should have that seen to. I can live

it. Nonsense.

Only a plastic like that is simple. Take
20 minutes.

I have a light list today.

I could fit you in.

You can say good riddance to Charlie.

150 overnight at five.

That's rather high. Hardly surprising.

With Derek away down south on business
and Thinbad poorly, I mean... Mr Trent,

what's wrong with him?

I'm not sure yet.

You tackling all this work yourself?

Derek's stretched at work. I'm trying to
get as much done as I can while I can.

I think you're overdoing it. I'm OK.

I'm fine, honestly.

No, you're tired.

You've got stomach cramps and high blood
pressure.

Best come in, we'll check things out. I
can't.

What about Sinbad?

Well, I may have to take him into my
surgery anyway.

Treat him there. And you, best come in
with me, Mrs York.

Come on, let's pack some things.

I don't want to be in hospital long,
Doctor. You have so much to do before

baby's born.

Morning, Leighton.

Morning.

Nurse Dixon's supposed to be cleaning
and sterilising bedpans. Where is she?

I'm not sure.

She is in, isn't she? I believe so.

Have you actually seen her?

Not as such.

Oh, morning surgery.

Why didn't you say?

Is Dr. Oberon about?

Hold on a moment, please.

Yeah, in his room.

Thank you.

Sorry about that.

Oh, hang on again.

Miss is yours here for a check -up,
Lizzie.

Right.

Sorry. Bit of a madhouse at the moment.

Oh, crikey, here we go again.

Where's Nurse Dixon?

She's not in yet, is she? Looking for
me.

I was just helping a patient through to
casualty.

Wasn't I, Lizzie?

Er, yeah.

Was there anything you wanted?

No, just get on with your work.

Well, I mean, she's eight months
pregnant. It's not uncommon for women to

some sort of discomfort about late stage
pregnancy.

It's not just discomfort.

I've got an uneasy feeling about this.

I thought it sensible to bring her in
for some rest and observation.

Right.

Well, these situations would be a lot
easier to deal with if we had a prem

unit. I suppose so.

Really? Well, I'll hold you to that
opinion in the next partners meeting,

I?

I've nothing in the book about it.

I definitely said to pop in.

They play golf together.

Bill plays five times a week, given the
chance.

Well, I can fit you in to see one of our
GPs. They'll maybe refer you on to Mr

Rhodes. Oh, I don't want all that
rigmarole.

Rhodes said to come in and he'd sort it
out.

Well, there's no hernia on the list.
I've got a gallbladder and two varicose

veins. That's it.

It's just fine. Don't know why he needs
an operation anyway. Come on, Bill.

Ah, Mr and Mrs Palmer, sir.

Mr, I said you'd be calling in. We're in
my consulting room. Would you care to

join us?

Don't anybody bother to tell me what's
going on, will you?

Right.

They've got a space in the theatre this
afternoon, so, um...

Well, given the circumstances, I think
we'd better make an exception and, well,

fit you in.

I don't see the need for the rush.

You've managed perfectly well with it
for Yonks.

He's been lucky.

Ruptures like Bill's can strangulate and
that can be dangerous. They're doctors.

They know what they're talking about,
Grace.

Nothing to it, I assure you, Grace. Be
done in half an hour.

You'll be a new man.

Hello, the Royal.

Sorry,

who did you say?

David Trent.

I'm a vet.

I need to talk to Dr Burnett about his
patient's cat.

This isn't an animal hospital. We don't
deal with cats.

Mrs Ure is pregnant.

A cat's death may pose a health risk.

Some bloke about a dead cat?

This is Dr Burnett.

Mr Trent, about Mrs Ure's cat.

Look, I'm...

Going to carry out an autopsy, but I'm
pretty sure it was lead poisoning.

The vet said he died quite peacefully.

He wouldn't leave his bucket.

I knew he was ill.

Poor thing, bud.

This might explain why you're feeling
unwell yourself.

Well, the vet thinks it might be lead
poisoning.

What? Caused by the renovation work in
your house.

Yeah, from the old paint, apparently.

He had a similar case last year. Are you
saying I might have lead poisoning?

It's a possibility.

We'll have to run some blood tests.

The

chap

has been placed in the first floor. No,
he fell and injured himself.

Oh, look who it is.

Remember Nev?

Oh, yeah.

I, like, did some joinery here. You
know, window frames and that.

I don't know if there's someone in
reception who'll remember you.

All right.

Do you want to try putting some weight
on it for me?

That really is painful.

Put your jeans up, please.

All right, well, we'll X -ray the ankle,
give you an anti -technic jab, and then

put a clean dressing on the cut for you.

Yes.

Thanks for backing me up this morning.

You told me you know what's going on.
You just spent the night with him,

you?

When did all this start?

Oh, you can't blame me. Such a hunk.
Which you're so sophisticated.

You say so.

Here's a bit.

You know, for my tea.

Well, actually, I'm just dealing with a
chap who's very much your type.

The hippie carpenter? The one you
fancied? No.

What's he doing here? He's hurt his
ankle.

Has he said all about me?

No. Did he ever actually call you?

Yeah, of course he did.

Well, he's like hanging out in casualty
now.

It's difficult having a niece as one of
my nurses.

Am I letting her get away with things?

What do you mean? She was late in this
morning, I'm sure of it. But I accepted

her story.

You know, I get the feeling that she'd
found some young man or other.

Well, it wouldn't be unusual. The nurse
is often dill.

Oh, she was beginning to show real
promise.

I hope she's not going to allow things
to distract her from work.

Anyway, I'd better get on.

Send Mrs. Yor's blood samples down to
the lab, please.

Yes, Doctor.

I gather she could have lead poisoning.
It's possible.

The vet confirmed her cat died of it.

Does she realise what this might mean
for her baby?

I don't want to rave about till we get
the results, but I want to be ready to

start chelation right away.

Calcium, disodium, edetate. In case
there is bad news. I'll organise that.

I'm okay.

Just thought you seemed to have, like,
bad karma this morning.

You what?

Hey.

Hi there.

Remind me.

It's Nev.

Not that Nev was giving a girl's phone
number but didn't ring her.

I need a private word. Oh, I've got to
get him into a ward.

Shut up.

Hey, listen, man. I just didn't have
your number.

I wrote it in lipstick on your
windscreen.

Yeah, sure, but...

It rained.

Wipers washed it off, Dave.

Ah!

My leg.

Serious fracture, man.

Got to stay here.

How long for?

Not sure.

They say the food in these places is,
like, bad news.

Oh, it's not that bad.

I remember you telling me you see your
body in the temple.

Did I?

I expect you're a bit fussy about food.

You'll be a vegetarian.

Not exactly, no.

Oh, don't tell me you're a vegan.

What's one of them?

Extreme vegetarians.

They're, like, totally fussy about what
they eat.

Well, what's wrong with that?

If you bothered about what you ate, you
might have a body like a temple instead

of one like a bus shelter.

Don't worry, man.

I'll cater for all your needs whilst
you're here.

Yeah, I bet you will.

Man.

Oh!

Good of you, shall I? Some bloke Lizzie
knows has been admitted with a broken

ankle. She can't believe her luck.

Got a thing for him, has she? Must be
something in the water.

Caught Carnegie had it in his car this
morning. All very steamy.

What, with Lizzie?

No, Susie Dixon.

No. He's much too old for her.

He's got a neat time, Jack.

With young ladies today, that cuts the
odds down a fair bit.

You gentlemen gossiping or unloading?
It's like a women's institute here. And

gets steamed up, Mr Carnegie.

We're getting a grip of things, aren't
we, Ars?

I'll need you in theatre soon.

I'm famished, man. When's supper?

Not long now.

You look happy.

Why not?

Life's good at the moment.

Any special reason?

Could say that.

Something in your personal life, is it?

My private life, yes.

And I like to keep it that way, if you
don't mind.

Of course.

Matron would like the patient's first
teeth cleaning. Don't want to get any

infection. Get it done, please.

When will I know if I've got lead
poisoning?

We should get the results back tomorrow.

If I do have it, will that mean my baby
might be affected too?

It will, won't it? We don't even know if
you have been poisoned yet.

And as Dr Burnett said, the chelation
treatment is ready just as a precaution.

They'll be taking you through for your
general anaesthetic quite soon now, all

right?

Good. I just want it over with.

Dr Romer had said you're welcome to wait
in his consulting room, Mrs Parmiter,

if you like.

Thank you.

They say you're to do nothing strenuous
after the operation for six weeks.

That's your golf out of the window,
matey.

It's a great baby.

She and her husband are very excited by
it all.

Well, she seems to be quite concerned
that her baby might have been put at

Until we get the test results, we won't
know. But if she has been poisoned,

there's a good chance the baby will have
been too.

And that could be serious.

Anyway, miracle of miracles.

We're both free this evening.

My flat's just about liveable in now.

You fancy coming round for a meal
tonight?

You're kicking.

I cook up quite a mean spaghetti
bolognese. That's mean as in I don't

spend much money.

OK, I'll risk it.

Actually, there was something I wanted
to talk to you about.

Oh? Concerning us.

Our future.

Excuse me, Doctor.

Nurse Dixon's busy, so I'll need you to
organise the operate milliner tonight,

please, Nurse.

Yes, that's it.

I'd rather starve than put these in my
mouth.

Oh, look, Ned's a patient, so Lizzie's
wearing a coat to look like a nurse. No,

I'm not.

Anyway, you look more like Batman.

Get lost.

I've mashed the meat up, see if you
manage it. And you get your teeth back

the morning when they've been to their
life.

I'll make them clean.

There you are, Mick.

I eat that. He's a vegan.

I don't care if he's a Martian. We've
only got meat stew on this evening.

Vegans only eat pure, natural food.

That's right, isn't it, there? I looked
it up.

Well? Like what grows on trees and that.

Oh, so that's from a lettuce tree, a
carrot tree, is it?

Rather you than me, mate.

I can't imagine life without bacon
patties myself.

Her blood pressure's OK.

110 over 80.

Why do patients leave things this long?
He's had this hernia for ages. Doesn't

seem to bother him or his wife.

Their love life can't have been that
comfortable, though.

Scalpel, please.

I thought you could do with one of
these.

You won't be too much longer.

I shall carry out a layered suture
repair to strengthen the abdominal wall.

It's not a very good colour.

It's turning blue.

Hold on.

I'm not getting a blood pressure now.

Oh, Lord, there's no pulse.

Quick, stop the anesthetic, connect him
up to the ECG. I shall carry out CPR.

I'm turning to 100 % oxygen.

Trouble.

Trouble. They say he had to do nothing
strenuous after the operation for six

weeks.

Stand back, nurse.

He's in VF.

Charge to 180.

That's your gold found in the window.

Thank you, please.

You must have had a coroner to have
arrested like this.

OK, in charge.

Thank you, please.

Ample of intracardiac adrenaline,
please. Nurse, speak if you can.

So won't you be fair?

So won't you be fair?

He's not responded.

He says to Tommy.

I don't want no more of you. Come on.

So won't you be kind to me?

More adrenaline, quickly.

I have to go there.

He's gone. Mr. Rose.

Trouble.

Trouble.

And it's too much for me today.

Trouble.

Trouble. Please be kind.

I don't want no fight. And I haven't got
a lot of time.

His wife.

It's our Ruby wedding next year.

All that time spent together.

Even during the war, we were never long
apart.

The cardiac arrest came from nowhere.

We checked his medical records.

There was no history of heart problems.

Aren't you supposed to know?

Isn't it your job to know?

I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry.

He wouldn't have had the operation if it
weren't for you.

He only had it because you banged on
about it, persuaded him.

He was happy as he was.

Quite happy.

You did this.

Grace, please.

You've hardly touched it.

To be honest, babe, you've got it all
wrong.

I like to eat more than just lettuce and
raw carrots.

Yeah, I realise that now.

I got hold of a vegan cookbook.

Tells you about all the nutrients and
that, from brown rice, lentils... Pork

nuts. It's all nuts, if you ask me.

You need a dollop of meat stew, mate.
I'll put the colour back in your cheeks.

We've got some left.

Interested? No, he is not.

I'm going to make sure he gets the kind
of food his body's used to to help nurse

him back to recovery.

Park at Florence Nightingale.

Oh, dry up, you pair.

I'll start cooking you some stuff from
these recipes tonight.

As an army surgeon, I expected to lose
men on the table.

Lost a few here, too, as you know.

Sadly, it's all... out of the job.

Quite.

And it's never easy.

But this... I feel absolutely wretched.

Why don't you come back home with me and
Jill?

Have some supper.

Got me shopping list.

Soya milk, pulses, lentils, groundnuts,
cashew nuts, monkey nuts and mung beans.

Ooh, I'll find that right palaver to me.

I'm thinking of becoming a vegan myself.

Meat is murder, Marion. That's what they
say.

Do they?

Well, I'm going to murder me a spaghetti
ball and eat.

Nick's after going to his flat, cooking
me dinner, and says he wants to discuss

our future.

Oh, my God. Do you think he's going to
propose?

That's so silly.

What else does discuss your future mean?

You're a bad little woman.

You're a bad little woman.

You're about to ruin my baby.

You know, it's running.

You must be keen.

Well, we lost our patient today. Of
course, that does always mean paperwork,

I need cheering up.

Hang on.

It's really lovely here.

Yeah, it'll be OK once we get some
proper furniture.

I love a place like that one. Somewhere
like this.

That's sort of what I wanted to talk to
you about.

Why? Aye.

All kind, lad.

Don't need to take the mickey, pal.

Me?

I wouldn't even dream of it.

Very fond of you, you know.

Feelings kind of mutual.

I've never felt this, well, right with
any girl before.

I've been thinking about this for some
time.

Would you like to move out with a nurse
or something? It was me.

Sorry.

Is that a proposal, Nick?

Oh, yeah.

Kind of.

I'm proposing we shack up together.

What?

Just move in together just like that?
Why not?

No more having to worry about the
nurse's home, matron and things.

Unmarried? Can you imagine what my
family would say?

They're cuck folk.

You're over 18, aren't you?

Old enough to make your own decisions.

Yeah, I am.

Thanks for dinner, Nick.

Where are you going?

What's wrong?

What's wrong? What do you take me for?

Let's shack up together.

Nice offer, but no thanks.

Did you find something for me? I'm
starving. I certainly did.

Fish, chips and mushy peas.

Fish?

I'm a vegan.

Who are you kidding? I saw the way you
were looking at that meat stew earlier.

Hey, get a whiff of these fish and
chips.

Well, I'm not, like, fanatical about it,
you know.

I mean, like, in an emergency, man.

Which this is.

Exactly. Under these circumstances, I
guess it's cool to, you know...

I shouldn't have been carrying golf

clubs this morning.

It should have been a scythe.

The Grim Reaper.

She's quite right.

But for me, the poor man would still be
alive.

Well, you know, that's ridiculous.

He would have needed an operation sooner
or later.

She'll never forgive me.

She was upset.

She didn't mean what she said.

He was my friend.

He trusted me.

And look where it got him.

I led him like a lamb to the snot.

You're in very early,

Doctor. Looking for Nurse McKay. She's
on the ward now. Can I help you?

Just wondered if Judith Yeo's blood
tests were in yet.

Marion wouldn't have them if they are.
You need to talk to Matron.

I heard you. They are in, and they're
not good, I'm afraid.

She definitely has the lead poison.

Then we need to put her on the chelation
for a few days.

What about her baby?

Well, this level, I reckon there's a 5 %
to 10 % risk of damage, from seizure

disorders to encephalitis. We won't know
for sure for a few years.

Are you going to tell her?

I think I have to.

The ambulance is on its way. They need a
doctor.

Okay. Thank you for the bed.

I'll be getting off now.

Well, you can't go without your
breakfast.

Tuck in some breakfast.

I've got to dash.

I, um... I really should be coming
along.

Go on, sit down. I'll get you some
coffee.

Mung beans cooked by yours truly.

You're getting a big plateful as you had
nothing last night.

There's an awful niff in here, Uncle
Jack.

Can you smell it, Nev?

Don't think so, ma 'am.

Like old stock?

Fish or something?

From the trolley, maybe. I've just been
cleaning the kitchen.

Oh, right.

Enjoy, Nev.

You couldn't lose these mung beans as
well, could you, man?

Postmortem will be this morning.

Well, Gordon says it'll be fine.

Maybe I'm past my best.

Sometimes nowadays I feel very out of
touch with the times.

A dinosaur in the modern world.

Thank goodness I'm not in theatre today.

Quite.

Nice, easy ward round.

Come on.

I'll drive you to work.

Then there's the funeral to consider.

I doubt that Grace will want me there.

The lead must have come from the old
paint you were stripping off.

The thing is, it could affect more than
just... You all right? I've got a

stomach cramp.

No, it's different.

Is it a contraction?

Nurse McCaig, here, please.

Mrs. Shaw's gone into labour.

Oh,

thank

God, Doctor.

Where's the fire brigade? I've no idea.
I'm afraid I've come home.

Right, where is he?

They were trying to fix him.

The drive belt was loose.

So I took the wheel off to look under
it.

Stupid.

Collapsed him.

Please. We've got to get him out.

None of the patients have their fast
teeth back. They can't eat.

Nurse Dixon's in charge of that. Have
you seen her this morning?

No.

Right, I've had enough of this.

It's all right, Mrs. York. Keep calm.
Just keep breathing deeply for me, okay?

Let me know we have a premature labour.
I'll need theatre space.

Nurse Dixon?

That's far too heavy.

We need some lifting equipment.

Okay. Look, this ground is soft. This
thing's sinking down on top of him. We

need your help to keep it off until the
brigade gets here, okay?

Okay.

And again.

We'll never lift it.

Shall I try to throw it out the other
way?

No, that's not a good idea.

What can we do? What can we do?

Help's on its way, Gary.

This injection will ease the pain.

You're not strong enough.

We've got to keep trying.

I'm still thinking.

Sit down, Farage.

Bobby! Just one minute. I've had an
idea.

Gary! Come on, keep it like that. Gary!

Don't give up on yourself. Gary!

Nurse Dixon?

You're late again.

Only a few minutes.

Some elderly patient can't eat because
you failed to clean their teeth and

return them. I was on my way to do that
now.

Oh, nonsense. You're too busy throwing
yourself at Mr Carnegie to bother with

your duties.

Oh, yes, young lady, I know all about
it. I am 18.

My private life is my business.

You wouldn't bring us up with the other
nurses. On the contrary. If you hadn't

been my niece, I'd have spoken before.

The way you've been conducting yourself
recently is a disgrace.

Well, since I am a bit late, I'd better
get on with my work now, if that's OK.

Marion doesn't look very happy. I don't
think he did pop the question after all.

What question?

I'm torn secretly.

Oh, give us a crisp. No, they're cheese
and onion.

So? Well, vegans don't eat cheese.

Oh, come on, I'm starving.

Oh, Mr Rose, the woman whose husband
died yesterday has phoned up. She's

in to see Mr Carnegie to discuss the
post -mortem report.

He said it might be advisable if you
were around.

Yes, of course.

Alan, give us a hand. We've got an
emergency delivery.

Don't worry.

Can you move him yet?

Not yet. Keep trying. Just keep trying.

Is he all right?

Is he still alive?

He's still breathing.

Crushed chest, probable damage to liver
and spleen. I need the main operating

theatre and a surgeon. Right. Good man.

Put a couple of breaths for me. Breathe
deeply. Good girl.

OK, how's the pain?

Push,

Judith, push.

I'm pushing, damn you!

Well done, the baby's nearly here.

Just one last push.

Have a good day.

Well done.

You're a baby boy.

We all talk in here.

The preliminary report suggests that
your husband was suffering from severe

arteriosclerosis.

Shouldn't you people have picked up on
that?

There were no symptoms, Grace.

He could have had a heart attack at any
time.

On the golf course or even in his sleep.
The report does actually state that.

I'm sure it does.

I know you doctors stick together at
times like this.

If you don't mind, I'd like a word with
Mr Rose in private.

Good.

Look, I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean to offend you.

I feel awful.

Maybe now's not the right time to talk
about that.

No.

I should gird myself to give Judith the
other news.

Why now?

She's just given birth.

She's exhausted and she's exhilarated.

And you're going to tell her that her
precious new baby might be damaged?

That's the last thing she needs.

Surely she should know.

There's a chance the baby may be
affected.

And more of a chance that you won't.

Look, you're a good doctor, Nick.

But maybe there's a bit more you have to
learn about people.

Especially women.

I've got to go.

I suddenly feel very old, very tired,
and more than a bit lost.

We're a bit alike, you and me.

We're not very modern, with -it types.

Neither of us any good at this let -it
-all -hang -out business.

We don't show much.

Our way of coping, I suppose.

I may not show it, but believe me, I...
I feel it. I wept

last night.

Didn't sleep a wink.

I know what you all thought at the club.

Poor old Bill, he's rather henpecked.

No. He wasn't really, you know.

I didn't actually mind him playing golf.

Oh, I got my own way when it mattered,
but I totally depended on him for

everything.

He was...

Everything to me.

He was my life.

I always had a fear of losing him and
now I have.

And for that I am truly sorry.

Forget the things I said.

I don't blame you.

He would have had to have had the
operation one day.

Same thing could easily have happened.

Oh, great.

Sorry to interrupt.

Mr Rose, it's an emergency. We need a
surgeon in theatre.

I'm sorry, we've no time to find anyone
else.

Get him in as carefully as you can,
please.

Right, he needs to be stripped, washed,
and then taken straight through to the

theatre, OK?

OK. Mrs Chapman, if you'll come with me,
please.

I'll find you somewhere to wait.

Are you all right there, Mr Elliot?

Oh!

Mr Elliot's having a terrible couple
with his teeth, Matron.

Nurse Dixon?

I think the liver's ruptured, probably
the spleen too. I can't say how badly.

This is great.

Thanks, Mum.

Either or, you've been missing, mate.

I can't understand how you can live on
that rabbit food.

To be honest, I've never actually been a
vegan.

It's just the kind of vibe I give off to
people. You know, an image.

Please don't tell.

Hi.

What have you got there?

Since when did vegans eat pork pies,
Nev?

Well, it's not pork, is it, man?

Well? Yeah, well, I was just saying,
I've only ever been, like, vegan -ish,

know? I'm not, like, hard -lying about
it, man.

Have you got any idea how time
-consuming it's been finding vegan food

here? And cooking it!

Oh, thanks a lot.

Man.

Spleen's gone. I shall have to remove
it.

Diaphragm's damaged.

Liver's badly ruptured as well.

Well, can you do anything?

I'd better try.

Otherwise, we're going to lose another
one.

She's so lovely.

His tiny little finger.

He's perfect.

Mrs. Yeo, there's something I should
discuss with you.

No, don't.

Please, Doctor.

I'm not daft.

I don't want to hear about it just now.

Just let me enjoy my baby.

Nurse?

I, uh... I guess you were right.

Yeah.

Well, you could buy me a drink later, if
you like.

I'm going to have to suspend you.

That's not fair!

This isn't about false teeth. This is
about me and Adam.

Go to your room. Put your uniform away.

You were quite happy with my work
before, but now that I have a boyfriend,

you're picking on me.

You can't stand the idea of me growing
up and having a life. What I can't stand

is the thought of you destroying your
career, young lady.

You showed signs of being a first -rate
nurse, but since this ridiculous affair

started, you've... thrown all that away
and behaved like an empty -headed little

tramp. You have no right to say that!
You know nothing about my life!

At least Adam showed me some affection!

You are suspended from duty, Nurse
Dixon.

Until further notice.

Now leave my hospital.

Cut.

Are you all right?

Yes.

Yes, just... Just give me a minute.

I've been looking after you, Mrs.
German.

Taking a long time?

It is quite a complicated operation.

Shouldn't they have taken him to a
bigger hospital?

A more expert surgeon, maybe?

He couldn't have a better surgeon,
really.

Excuse me, Doctor.

It is Jack.

They've had to remove his spleen, and
it's been touching go, but he's going to

pull through.

Princess.

What do you want?

I'm sorry that I kind of misled you,
Lizzie.

I'm really glad you're not a vegan.

My tummy's been playing me up ever since
I had them horrible mung beans.

Not just my tummy, either.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

I'm going to ask Sister if I can bring
you in another freshly cooked meal.

But not, like, health food of any kind,
right?

No, it'll be like a large, juicy steak.

Well, you've not been well.

That'll help put some lead back in your
pencil.

Thank you.

Thank you for my husband.

He's going to be here for some time.

I'll look in tomorrow.

Well done.

Given the last 24 hours, it means a lot
to me.

Oh, Bill, you know, he was a realist.

In golf as in life.

He wouldn't have wanted me to dwell on
the past.

Get on with the game.

That was his motto.