All language subtitles for The Royal s08e09 Dead 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?

Come on, girls.

Peter, you come with me. The rest of you
fall in behind.

Give me here, dummy.

I want to see the doctor.

You shouldn't have fallen off the roof
rack.

I'll die if I can't go and camp.

Come on, girls.

Is that Radio Neptune?

Yeah. Still can't believe they're
anchored off Elsinby Point. I know.

Lenny Lomax in spitting distance.

Oh, a real...

pirate of the airwaves.

Red Admiral.

Lizzie Hopkirk.

You remembered.

I never forget any of our girls. They're
supposed to be not one with such a

distinguished career.

Oh.

Is there a doctor who could see Rita?
She's hurt her wrist passing the van.

Of course.

Let me see.

I'll take you to casualty, shall I?

The other girls can stay here.

So.

Dib, dib, dib.

She's exactly the same as when I was 15
years old.

I swear she hasn't aged a day.

I didn't know you were a member of the
guild.

Well, I wasn't, not for long.

The boot had me out.

Well, what on earth happened?

I can't remember.

It was so long ago.

I could always ask Red Admiral.

She caught me singing rude words to the
songs. It was supposed to be a joke.

I didn't know the mayor was standing
right behind me. I was made an escape

for the whole affair.

What's all this?

They're going camping.

You know, Pearl, that the laundry
management court had asked for me today.

Yeah, she could hardly wait.

Any idea who's covering for her?

Jack and Alan, they're doing all the
washing today.

You remember, that machine at the end's
got a sticky knob.

Yes. And don't mix the greens with the
whites.

Do we look stupid?

Maybe I'll tell Miss McAteer I've
changed my mind.

No, go on, we'll be fine. You'll come
back brimming with ideas.

Oh, newfangled nonsense.

What I don't know about washing, I'd fit
on a laundry label.

Come on, lads. Hining boards at the
double.

You are.

This is where we're going to be
quidditching.

Panorama Hotel.

I've done a deal with the concierge. 300
sheets at 8 near peace.

Well, 300 sheets to the wind. Do you
know how long this is going to take us?

Straight to Casualty Jack from the
Splinter Steady.

Bernie! What happened?

My foot got caught between a clit of
brown ale.

Help.

Just plaster me up, Bob, so I can get
back to loading the boat. Rather more

complicated than that, I'm afraid. OK.

Can I still go on camp?

Well, I'll take you through to X -ray
just to make sure you haven't broken

anything, but I think if I strap you up,
you should be fine.

Right, follow me.

Are you all right there?

She's probably got one of her heads. I
keep telling her she needs to do specs.

Oh, right. Well, if you think your
eyesight's getting worse, you should see

optician, really. Yes, I will, as soon
as I get back from Tampa.

Listen, we've got to find John.

That job I will do is taking supplies to
the Neptune.

The pirate radio ship.

Radio Neptune, king of the airwaves.

Hence the beer. Ah, now it all makes
sense.

Have you actually met Lenny Lomax?

I'm more worried about losing the job.
The amount of ale they get through.

He's a great little owner.

Don't you worry yourself.

I'll fetch Johnny for you.

Who's this Lenny bloomer?

Oh, he's a DJ, dead popular.

He can make any band famous just by
playing them on his show.

Like your rabble, you mean. The, um,
Groovy What's -His.

I know you're there, Lizzie Hopkirk.

I would just... Will you never learn?

Girl?

All right now?

Then I just have to rest. Great.

I can't wait for tonight.

That takes me back.

What does?

All those rucksacks loaded with booze.

Why else would a group of teenage girls
go camping? We'd pack the leaders off to

bed, sneak out of our tents and go and
get squiffy with the scouts.

Guess what?

There's a boat going out to Radio
Neptune today.

Do you think I should try and get my
record on board?

Alan, that's a brilliant idea.

This could be your big chance.

Yeah, but hang on.

Lenny Lomax will have bands sending him
demos all the time.

If you really want him to notice, yeah?

We're going to have to go there in
person.

Us? Go to Radio Neptune?

Why not?

We're on a split shift, aren't we?

Transverse fracture of the medial
malleolus of the tibia.

Displaced fracture of the lateral
malleolus of the tibia.

Prepare the patient for theatre, please,
sister.

Hang on.

You mean I'm to have an operation?

Very so, old chap.

Well, we're in the nick of time.

Dad? You can have a minute, all right?

I'm sorry I'm late.

I was mending the nets and I got in a
bit of a muddle.

Never mind that. Just pay attention.

You're to do the supply run today.

Me? Are you sure?

Yeah. And that DJ fella, he owes me for
the last few deliveries.

So make sure he settles his bill.

How do I do that?

You have to be firm.

He said he's good for the money, so
don't leave till you've got the cash in

hand.

Be firm.

Right.

Radio Neptune.

You're tuned in to the sound of Radio
Neptune, baby.

My mum's going to go to the farm when
she finds a empty bottle of gin. I put

mum's up with water.

Girl, you're supposed to be putting up
the tent.

I have to rest my hand.

And I've been helping Rita carry
everything. I'm completely exhausted.

Oh, very well, then. Have a little rest,
but then carry on.

See? We can do what we like. Those two
haven't got a clue.

What is it?

Swallowtail.

Come on!

What's the matter with her?

I don't know.

She's had a bit or something.

She's going up on Nicola.

Red Admiral!

Over here!

She just fell over.

Run to the phone box and call an
ambulance. Go!

It's John, isn't it?

Yeah.

Our little bird told me you're going out
to Radio Neptune.

Yeah. You don't look too happy about it.

It's the first time my dad's put me in
charge.

Well, that's good, then. This is your
chance.

We need you to help us put Alan's band
on the map.

Really? Yeah.

You take us on the boat and you could go
down in pop history.

You expect me to do as strange as dirty
washing?

You're not wearing them, are you?

That's not the point!

You've got no choice. All these soap
soaps, I'm getting a rash.

Oh, Lord.

Are we in Shanghai?

Miss McAteer, we're just getting a head
start.

Oh, it doesn't look like it.

Miss McAteer, can I have a couple of
hours off at dinner time?

Do I even have to answer that?

We're meeting Lenny Lomax, not the Pope.
Hold still.

Not too much. My mum always said that
make -up suits would look natural.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sort of like mine.

Come on.

Well, what do you think?

Hiya. Is this it, then?

Yeah, I'll just...

There's some room here.

Right.

Careful of the record.

I promised Alan I'd guard it with my
life.

Oh.

Hello again, Groosters. It's Midday on
the Landing Low Bank show and you're

tuned in to the sound of Radio Neptune,
baby.

Can we turn that off, please? What
happened?

She collapsed. It started fitting.

I put her in the recovery position.

Huh? Was she walking and talking
normally before?

Well, she had a headache, that's all. Dr
Weatherall said she should see an

optician. Are you going to be all right?

Let's hope so, shall we?

Look, I think it best if you call the
cab off. I'm sure the girls will

understand.

I brought you supplies my dad sent me.
What are you lot doing here?

Oh, we thought you wouldn't mind a few
stowaways.

Thought you might be glad of the
company, like.

I knew this was a bad idea.

You don't say much for a DJ.

Eddie!

You old sea dog, you.

Keeping guests to yourself.

Just as I was going crazy, thinking I'd
never see a fair maiden again.

And now that is more like it.

Made you welcome, has he?

Never mind.

Eddie here's a great skipper, but not
much of a party animal. You know what

talking about. Too many years listening
to your old shipping forecast, hey, Ed?

No, it's all right. We'll stay for a
bit.

Well, if you weren't, my love, I'd be
keeping you hostage.

Mr Lomax, my dad sent me about the...
Come on.

Come see my studio.

Hey, go on.

We'll sort it.

Look, you're it.

Pretty close, aren't you?

Look, this is where it all happened.

Here you go.

Choose a record. Any record. You choose.

Oh,

and you?

I was just wondering...

When you've been ready to settle your
time in, it sucks.

Didn't your old man teach you not to mix
business with, uh...

Come

on, lad, let's get a move on, eh?

Welcome back to the Lenny Lomax Show.
And sitting right beside me, I have

lovely young ladies who've popped across
from shore.

Say hello to the listeners, girls.

Hello. Hey, that's Lizzy on radio.

Hello.

Hello. Oh, and what do you think of the
show?

I just think it's so super. My mum and
dad think you're a very, very bad

influence.

She has a complete left -sided
hemiplegia.

I saw her a few hours ago. She said she
was getting headaches.

There's nothing more to your lesion.
There's nothing you could have done.

Will you remove her to the ward?

Yes, keep turning her regularly and make
sure she's fully hydrated.

She'll need a drip if she can't swallow
and do hourly blood pressures.

Yes, Doctor.

Well, there's no way of assessing the
permanent damage until she wakes up.

What are you doing with my dad's boat?

Don't worry, you'll get it back.

I'm just checking what I'm holding.

Roll up your bedding. Make sure you
don't leave anything behind.

It'd be a tragedy to waste it. You're
drinking it now?

May as well. At least it'll liven up the
journey home.

Bottoms up!

Ah, just the ticket I'm polished.

That hit the spot.

There's another load, Alan.

Can you give it a rest? I'm trying to
listen.

Hello, everyone.

I'd just like to say a special hello to
Alan.

That's me.

Blimey, Jack, can you turn it off?

That, lad, is the sound of commerce, the
sweet music of money going round. You

heard the lovely Lizzie.

Ooh -wee, it's turning up in here.

I know the feeling. I'm going to put on
some cool, cool tunes to see us route a

happy hour.

You don't seem to understand.

I could be a famous star by tomorrow,
and I'm up to my elbows in smalls.

What are you doing?

What you told me. You mix the bags up,
you big lummox. How are we going to know

what belongs to who?

Hello.

Shall we go and get some lunch?

Oh, sounds lovely, yes. Let me just
finish the notes first.

Doctor? Yeah?

She seems to be waking up.

Sure.

Well, this is remarkable.

What is?

Where am I?

You're in hospital Can you squeeze my
hands? Of course I can

Why are you all staring?

I never noticed it myself.

You do look a bit green.

I'd like ECG, please.

Chest x -ray.

Full blood count and ESR.

Excuse me, right away. Why do I need all
that? I don't understand.

Well, your condition was really quite
serious and we didn't expect you to

recover so quickly.

Well, now that I have, I'd better be
getting back to camp. Well, I'm afraid

that's out of the question.

Anyway, the camp's been called off.

What? That's quite unnecessary.

I feel right as rain. You and Dr. Omarot
must be mistaken.

We should be going soon.

No, no, no. Come on, girls. We're going
to have a party. We've got to get back

to work.

So if you could play Alan's record, it'd
mean so much to him.

Juno? What are you doing?

Lovely.

Thank you.

She has a deterioration of the optic
nerve and retina and a significant

cataract. Oh, at least that explains her
vision problems, but not how she

recovers a very difficult stroke.

You don't think there's any way we've
got this wrong, do you?

Doctor?

Blood pressure's 210 over 90.

It's hot.

How are you feeling?

Not quite right.

All right, take the blood pressure
again, will you, sister?

She's convulsing again. Okay, get her on
her side. She'll be all right.

What's going on here? I don't
understand.

She's turning blue.

Diet the pan, please, sister.

Mr. Rose, your help, please.

Mr.

Skipper and the crew.

The planet has... The planet has got her
off with my dad's boat.

She was brought in with what we
initially thought was a stroke, but

an hour was sitting up and talking.

Pulse is very weak.

I'm damned if I can get one here at all.

Good carotid pulse, though.

The lab phoned.

The ESR is over 100.

Well, that's ten times more than normal.

I think you should see this.

It's an aneurysm of the aorta.

Inflammation all the way across the
aortic arch.

And with the raised ESR.

Chakayasimus arteritis.

Aortic arch syndrome.

Seen it once before in a Japanese
patient.

Leads to convulsions, blindness and
stroke.

Do you think we've caught it in time?

Let's hope so.

We'll prepare a high -dose cortisone
drip, please, Matron. We may still be in

time to reverse the process.

In a second, we're going to hear top
local band Groove Aces in their knockout

new single, Piccadilly Dreams.

You heard it here first.

This is it, Jack.

I can see it now.

Millions of girls screaming your name.

That captain worked out your journal.

What? He's planning on taking the boat
and all the supplies.

He says it's because you owe him money.

Where's it gone?

My historical moment.

Where's the music?

No, it just disappeared.

I used to dance to Glenn Miller, you
know. Me and a GI called Earl.

Right here, everybody.

In the van.

She's finished.

The whole bottle.

I think we should tell her. Are you
nuts? What if she's drunk? If my dad

out I've been drinking, then I'm gated
for life.

And I don't think your folks are going
to be too thrilled.

It's Eddie.

He's taking us off here.

You're just skipping, man. You can't
mess with my shop.

When you hired me, I thought I'd be
getting regular pay.

So we're just taking the gear to cover
what you owe. If you think you're using

my dad's boat, who cares about your
boat?

Connect my radio station.

That's my dad's livelihood you're
talking about.

Come on.

We can sort something out, eh? No -one's
seen a penny for months.

Even their booze is on tick.

And you owe us money.

You can't let innocent people go out of
pocket.

I don't get it, Lenny. You can't be
skint.

That's typical.

Radio Neptune had to cut out just then.

Maybe your song blew their system.

It's not funny, Jack.

Look, is there any way we can contact
the boat?

I suppose there's the old ship's radio.

Of course.

I forgot we still had it. You are a
genius.

Are you all right?

There's a stone in the road.

We're in the same boat.

There's no room.

It's nothing personal.

But it is because my dad left me in
charge.

That's right, you tell him. We can't
just leave us stranded.

We're going to get into so much trouble.
Listen, unload the stuff off the boat

or you'll have me to deal with.

Nice try, son.

What are you going to do?

I've got to have another DJ. See, I
never thought I'd really need it, but I

wrong, wasn't I?

Lenny, Lenny, Lenny, I gave you the best
job in the world, Eddie boy.

And how do you thank me for stabbing me
in the back? You left me with no choice.

Listen, just calm down and we can... I
hope you're right.

I'm in Neptune.

Do you read me?

Over.

It's all right, Jono. You're going to be
all right.

We've all gone off in the breaks and
left us.

Lenny, we have to get help.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Go back there with the others. Go on.

But, Lenny... Shut up!

Jabber it on!

Nobody does anything unless I say!

OK,

how are you both?

My nose is a bit sore and my neck hurts.

OK, we'll get a collar on you and then
we'll look at you properly when we get

hospital. Any idea what caused the
accident?

At least Swallowtail isn't here to
suffer the ignominy. All these years

been leading the camps and no accidents
barring the odd beasting.

I can't work out if she's concussed or
if she's a little bit tipsy.

What?

I can smell alcohol in her breath.

OK, apply more pressure to the wound.

Is he... Is he all right?

What do you think?

Lenny, we need to get him to hospital.

No. No!

You're nurses.

You look after it. I need proper sterile
dressings.

Is there a first aid kit on board? I
don't know.

There must be one somewhere.

Try to think.

We need to do all we can for Jono or you
could end up with a murder charge.

There's a box of stuff in the bridge.

What is that?

Use the radio.

Channel 16.

Made. Made it.

Maybe they're just having a really wild
party.

This is your fault. You should have gone
with them. Yeah, if I hadn't have been

your washerwoman.

Have either of you seen Lizzie?

She should have been back from her break
half an hour ago.

Maybe she's gone out for some sea air.

Well, it's most inconvenient with all
these girls coming in.

What does this not do?

Honestly, I think they're blinking
destruction.

Lizzie, hold the button down. Same time
as you speak.

Uncle Jack. Would you like to tell me
what's going on? Listen.

Lenny's shot Jono. He needs a doctor
really badly.

What?

I've got to go.

He's holding us hostage.

Take a seat through here, please,

and we'll get to you all.

Settle down, girls.

Listen to the nurses. Come along with
Heston.

Sister can manage.

Don't bother about me. Do the girls
first.

Are you all right? You seem very short
of breath.

I'm tired, that's all.

Doctor? All right, you want to put
yourself up on the bed?

All right.

My extremities are cold.

I felt it very fast. Could you lie
yourself down for me, do you think?

All right.

Come on, she's been acuter.

Left ventricular heart failure.

Six milligrams of fruzomide, please,
Matron. All right, just try and...

been a shooting on the net sheet. What?

Lizzie's on board with nurse Selby and
student escort.

Right. What's happened?

Look, I'm sorry, Jill, but you and Mr
Rose are going to have to take care of

things here.

I've got the immediate care back.
Gordon, be careful, please.

You'll be all right, Jono.

Just try and stay with us.

Oh, sir.

No one wants to come.

Lenny!

That's Dr. Alvaro.

Lenny, you'll have to let him in.

Right! Hold back, please.

He's just come to help, Jono. That's
all.

Please, please let him in.

Stay there!

Stay there!

Stay down!

Lenny!

Lenny!

I'm Dr. Alvaro.

This is Dr. Ellis.

Can we come in, please?

I'm losing him, Doctor. His pulse is
really rapid and thready.

Lenny, I need to treat this patient.

Go on.

Go on.

You stay there, you.

All right, back off.

Matron, did you notice alcohol on her
breath?

She's been drinking on duty.

She's in charge of all her girls.

We'd better inform the police.

The steroids are working.

Welcome back, Mrs Quigley.

You've proved quite a mystery.

Why are the girls here?

Ah. What's happened?

Where's Red Admiral?

You have what's known as ischemic heart
disease.

Will it happen again?

Not if I can help it, no.

Now that we know that you have a heart
condition, we can work out a medication

regime, so... I, um... I need to talk to
you about the

accident, really.

Did you hear that?

She had a bad heart all along.

No. No, it's not our fault.

We might even have done her a favour.

How can you say that?

At the time that you... Well, you
crashed the bus.

Had you been drinking?

I'm sorry?

I understand that it must have been
difficult for you coping alone, but

any amount of alcohol is putting those
girls light at risk.

What the devil are you talking about,
Doctor?

I never touched a drop.

Geraldine? Yeah?

Your mother's here to take you home. OK.

You're upset.

OK, I understand.

But when you joined the Guild, you
became one of us.

So you squeal to anyone and you're going
to be sorry.

He's only 60 over 30.

That's the last of the Hartmans.

Lenny, we've got to get Jono off this
boat.

He needs an operation to save his life.

It was an accident.

I never meant to hurt him. I believe it.

I just wanted to save the radio station,
that's all.

I understand.

The fans won't.

I've let him down.

All those people out there who believe
in me. Lenny, I've ruined everything.

Radio Neptune will be hung out to dry.

All the music.

All the bands, all the good that we ever
did.

It doesn't have to be like that.

Of course it does.

Lenny Lomax is finished.

It's over.

I'll never broadcast again.

Maybe I should go out with a bang.

What do you think?

Give folks something to remember me by.

Look, this isn't about the radio
station, Lenny.

We're trying to save Johnno's life, a
life that is very far from being over.

It's too late.

It's not too late.

Look, you've just got to do the right
thing.

All right?

Look, why don't you leave the ship with
us and go and talk to the police?

Give myself up.

He's not giving up.

It's just facing up to the consequences.

Like a man.

Isn't that how you want people to
remember you?

I don't want Jono to die.

Okay.

Just... Just give me the gun.

Get the structure in there right away,
please.

The police are on their way.

You know, Miss Henson denies that she
was drinking.

Well, I don't suppose it's something
she's proud of.

Maybe the guard can shed some light.

The police will want to speak to them as
well.

And Miss Henson... Quibbly is right here
beside you.

Swallowtail.

Are you all right? Yes, perfectly well.
I've got something with a funny foreign

-sounding name. The doctors are going to
give me pills.

But what happened to you?

It was an accident.

They thought I was drunk.

What? The police are coming.

I can't quite understand how it
happened.

I'll speak to them. It must be a
mistake.

No, I'll not drag you into this.

I'll resign, of course. Oh, Red Admiral.

I won't bring the Guild into disrepute.

Right, this is the gunshot victim,
single bullets to the stomach.

Everybody down. All right, you three,
get yourselves warmed up.

Lizzie.

Oh, Alan.

I'm sorry about your record.

Oh, never mind.

I thought this was going to be a big
chance.

There'll be other chances.

The most important thing is that you're
safe.

Where did you get this?

I'm using it. Fetch your own.

You all right?

I'll get one of the doctors.

The police are coming for Ed Admiral,
and it's all my fault.

Blood pressure's still down. He's losing
blood as fast as we can get it in.

Forceps, please.

Swabs.

You see anything?

He's bleeding everywhere.

Bullets gone through the front of the
stomach wall.

And made a hell of a mess of the inside.

The blood pressure's still dropping.
I'll put another drip up. Right, clips,

please, nurse. Let's get some of these
vessels tied off as quick as we can.

That's why you shouldn't bother with
booze at your age.

It makes you do things you don't really
mean.

If I talk to the police, do you think
they'll arrest me?

Not if you own up.

Explain exactly what happened.

Geraldine and the other girls.

They'll kill me for telling.

Well, how will you feel if you don't?

Hey. Hey.

You must have mixed the piles up.

Me? Your head is full of all this pop
star malarkey. This is what happens when

you don't concentrate, lad.

Jack, can you get a wheelchair for
Bernie? John was at the theatre and

see him.

OK, right. Take this lot. Bug it in the
machine. There's just time to do one

more load.

I accidentally drank gin.

I don't understand.

Why on earth was there gin on camp?

I brought it.

I mixed it with the blackcurrant so you
wouldn't see.

Good Lord.

Then you were right, Doctor.

I was drunk at my post.

This is your first camp and your last,
Missy.

Well, to be fair, it wasn't just Rita. I
think she was only doing it to be part

of the gang. All the other girls bring
something.

Cider, sherry. Then all those nights
when we were sitting round the campfire

drinking pop.

Look, I really wouldn't take this too
personally. You know, a lot of teenage

girls experiment with alcohol.

But we should have noticed.

What would their parents think?

Well, I'm pretty sure the parents have
no idea where the daughters are either.

Look. Your bodies are telling you to
slow down.

And if you're sensible and you take it
easy, there's no reason why you

have years ahead of you, but you can't
expect to keep up with teenagers at your

age, can you?

I suppose it has been getting harder.

Yes, you're right, Doctor.

It was ridiculous to think we could
carry on forever.

Better to go now than be pushed, Miss
Quigley.

Yes.

Miss Henson is for the best.

Well, whoever takes over has very big
boots to fill.

Hello, Jono.

How do you feel?

Dad? Bernie, he shouldn't talk too much.

I'm sorry.

Hey, don't be daft.

But I lost your boat.

I wish I'd never sent you there. That'd
run me smarmy neck while I had a chance.

What do you reckon will happen to him
now?

I hope the police lock him up and throw
away the key. See what good your clever

talk does him then.

I used to think that Lenny Lomax had it
all.

You're worth ten of him, son.

Hang on the deadline. I told you it'd be
a doddle. A doddle?

I've got socks floating before my eyes.
Teething problems.

We're into the swing of it now.

Oh, I reckon we could do an express
service if Bell goes away again.

Oh.

You're early.

Waste of space.

Much like you, Jack Bell.

Aye.

So this was why Miss McAteer was all
oity -toity.

Just a few bits for a mate.

Like a Chinese laundry, she said.

Excuse me of exploiting your goodwill.

I didn't ask her to come snooping
around.

I should have known you wouldn't have
offered to help if there weren't

in it for you.

Oh, I'm sure we can come to some
arrangement.

You bet we can.

You can pay the hospital the same rate
as you would at the laundrette.

But that's more than we're getting.

Serve you right, soft lad. You should
have known better.

Pearl. You're a hard woman. I'm sure the
Hospital Friends Fund will appreciate

your labours.

For once in my life, I have someone who
needs me.

Someone I've needed so long.

For once, I'm not afraid. Next time,
we'll stick to dry land, the breed.

Next time?

Yeah. After that little escapade, the
pub will be a breed.

So, creepy days are over then?

Yeah, I reckon I got a bit carried away.

What are you up to now?

Cup of tea, I suppose.

It's all very rock and roll.

Have you got a better idea?

Well, you're entitled to a brandy after
being rescued at sea. Oh, is that right?

Absolutely. And what about the rescuer?
Does he get one too?

I'm sure that can be arranged.

I know a great little pub.

Well, if it's your professional opinion.

Well, the girls don't seem any the worse
for wear, do they?

Well, luckily for Johnny, the girls were
on the boat with him.

I need to be perfectly honest. I can't
see what the attraction is, but I'll do

it as much as I can.

If Radio Neptune's the king of the
airways, I'd hate to see what the others

like. Do you know, Gordon, that's what I
love about you. You've always got both

feet firmly on the ground, haven't you?