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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 alright.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

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

OK, so, Gordon, don't let him in.

Large broadening.

And we need a couple of crabs, if he has them. Oh, I've known I can't take the

boat out this morning.

Ah, Gordon, I was wondering if you'd say a few words at tomorrow's opening

ceremony. It's a bit late for that, isn't it?

Casualty's been in use since the refund.

It's good public relations to mark these occasions formally.

I've invited the newspaper and a few local dignitaries.

We could discuss it now, if you like. Sorry, Jean, I've got an antenatal

so later.

Maybe. OK.

Anti -nasal finished at 12.

Yes, but the trawler's unloaded at the harbour about this hour, and if he

doesn't get the prawns for tonight's party, he's going to be fishing for

Look at the lines on that.

Mm.

She's a very pretty girl.

The car, Jack.

The space -age design of the bubble car will make you irresistible to girls

around town.

That's chauvinist.

What about the girls around town who drive?

Well, let them buy their own.

Thought you were going for another scooter.

No, it's easier to carry packages in a car.

And girls always moan about their hair when they ride pillion.

Girls in general or girl in particular?

In particular.

Do you know her?

I've got Dr Omar at the party tonight.

Do you think Fay will say yes?

Fay?

Fay. Do you reckon I stand a chance?

Hello, Shirley.

I didn't see you at night school this week. Oh, to work late, invoices.

I can lend you the note.

I don't know why you bother.

You've already got a good job. You're not a duck -hint typing fool like me.

Well, Miss McAteer wants a proper short hand typist, and she'd pay you.

Shirley Bennett?

I'll see you later.

See you.

Prawns! The biggest you've got, please, Geoff. More of a langoustine, really.

Oh, round here, Doc, and prawnies either big or small.

Two pounds at big ones, do you?

Lovely.

Well, we've been trying to get pregnant ever since Phil moved into me mum and

dad's. All right. How long have you been married? We're engaged. We're saving up

for a wedding. All right.

We're rammed into our house like sardines, Doctor.

We're on the council list for a house of our own, and if we have a little one,

we go straight to the top.

Sounds like you've got it all worked out.

OK, well, if you just pop behind the screen and get undressed, I'll have a

look at you.

Thanks, Geoff.

Are you all right?

Fine, thanks.

That's your angina. Have you been taking your pills?

I've been on.

I'll be all right when I've had my first pint.

You know the birdie nun?

Oh, dear, she's taken that over now.

I don't think you need a pub. My car's over here. I'm going to run you home.

Come on.

Could you type these letters for me, Lizzie, please?

Oh, but you said I could practise my shorthand.

Maybe when you're a little more experienced.

And I'm afraid you're going to have to retype yesterday's work.

I've marked the errors in red.

Oh, and I've wrapped the gift.

So, could you take this to the Ormerod party? I'm on duty this evening.

A gift? How thoughtful. We all shipped in for a silver frame with a picture of

Moira. Baby Aisling's mum.

The one who died.

You organise the collection?

Oh, you can still come in with this if you like.

I did mean to tell you. Two bobs should cover it.

Thanks, Lizzie. It's all right. I've already bought a present of my own.

Please keep Miss McAteer informed in future, Lizzie. Heaven forbid she should

feel excluded.

I knew she was invited.

I just didn't realise she was actually going to go.

It's going to be a great party, this. Making pleasant conversation with the

management. I'm looking forward to it.

Good afternoon, the Royal.

Good for you.

OK.

So I should have confided in you earlier.

What? That wasn't dating a mild -mannered GP, but a millionaire's son

dad's just saved the hospital.

No, it's not good enough for you.

Dr Ellis, can you put St Agatha's care home on your visit list? OK.

Nun's Play, out toward the mall. Got it.

I mean, what more can the poor man do?

I've got to go.

What did I tell you about taking your pills? Oh, give over, will you?

And your diet sheet?

I tried to give him salad. He threw it at me.

What, a man can't live on flaming rabbit food?

What about your drinking?

Heavy cut, darling.

Like heck he has.

Oh, you rattled your cage.

Take those boots off, Phil. You're eight to high heaven.

How they stand it in that scampi factory, I don't know. I, uh... I don't

we've met.

Phil's our lodger. And Shirley's fiancée.

She were that desperate, she had to settle for him.

Jeff.

You're drinking.

He goes to the pub after he unloads the trawler, comes home for his fry -up,

sleeps it off, goes back to the pub, staggers on, sleeps it off, heads out

three in the morning.

So, safe to say you've not cut down there?

OK, well, I haven't found anything physical.

But, you know, sometimes you can just relax.

Things do tend to happen naturally.

Not while he's working all the shifts he can and I'm always up for overtime.

We need every penny for this wedding.

OK, well, I'll send these samples off to be tested.

And when I get the results, we can talk then. And then I'll know if I need to

speak to your fiancé or not.

Whether it's him or me.

Or neither of you.

Fingers crossed then, Doctor.

Have you ever thought that someone from the hospital might hold a torch for you?

Oh, that only ever happens in books.

Like the one I'm reading at the moment.

So romantic.

I've just got to the bit where the heart surgeon fights the racing driver over

the theatre sister.

It isn't... It couldn't be.

Dr Ellis?

How would you feel about a night out with a bloke who isn't a doctor?

Depends who he is.

Alan. Might not be Robert Redford to look at, but he's a heart of gold.

Would you mind mooning over young men in your own time, please, nurse? Back to

the ward, thank you.

Thanks, Lizzie.

Oh, Doctor, I hope you don't mind. The sisters are out for baking a cake for

party tonight.

In the shape of a teddy bear. They've really gone to town on it.

Oh, that's smashing.

Anything else you need me to bring?

No, no, just yourself, I think.

Lizzie, remind me to turn the bankers and cancel the cake, will you?

Yeah.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

I'll get the capital one.

Well, if you don't cut out the booze and keep taking your medication, you could

become seriously ill.

Dad!

Lad said the doctor had carried you off in a stretcher.

Don't be daft.

It's just my angina playing up.

Where are your manners, Dave?

Say hello to the doctor.

David? Goodness.

Last time I saw you, you were this big.

I've got the bird in hand now.

Any time you fancy a fight, just call in.

Behave, you two.

Just pick Northam, Doctor.

Thick as thieves.

Since they were kids.

Right, Jeff.

Take your medication. No fry -ups, no beer, and come and see me again in a

couple of weeks' time. Yes, Doc.

Thanks, Doc.

I'll see you out.

There's, um... something I need to see you about an old doctor.

Look, if he keeps saying his medication, you'll be fine.

I think I'm expecting a baby.

That's terrific.

I don't want to be.

Look, why don't you come and see me surgery this afternoon?

As you know, fire destroyed several wards at the county asylum.

Some patients have been placed here until they repair the damage.

Dr. Daisy here will do you any harm.

Right. Hello, Daisy. I'm Dr. Ellis.

Dad!

Oh, Dad!

I won't tell you again.

I haven't by any chance got a newspaper.

I haven't had a sniff of a crossword since I came here.

And these wretched women think of them as the instrument of Satan.

No, I don't, I'm afraid. However, I hear you've been complaining of sickness,

Daisy.

And they don't listen.

Any pain in your tummy?

Loss of appetite?

Mind if I take a look at you?

They're quite used to being handled.

Hilda, don't do that!

Daisy?

Please do, Doctor.

It's gone off me.

That way.

I think you've seen someone else.

I thought you were trying for a baby.

We need one to get an out of our own.

If he had a family, he wouldn't need to look elsewhere, would he?

Well, you had to kick him out. Me dad only let him move in because we were

engaged. If he moved out, what kind of girl does that make me?

Then work out what he's doing and who with and put him straight.

And if he doesn't mend his ways, get rid.

When did you last eat anything, Daisy?

Days ago, they don't notice.

Always too busy.

If you'd any idea how difficult these patients can be.

Well, your tummy's a bit attended.

I'd like to admit you to hospital for unconfessed.

Could you call an ambulance for me, please? You can't treat a lunatic on a

general ward. These women have been committed for a reason.

Lunatic!

An ambulance, please, Sister Assumpta, or I will call it myself.

Pretty nurses. Ten of any round here.

You might meet someone at the party.

You reckon she won't look at me twice, don't you? It's not that, Alan.

I won't know until I ask, will I?

Do you fancy coming to the party with me tonight?

OK. Don't worry, I knew you'd be busy.

Alan.

I said yes.

I'll pick you up after work.

Now all you need is a coat from your Cinderella.

That'll get you a deal on just the right thing.

Well, I ran a pregnancy test to confirm it.

I'll put you at about ten weeks.

I can't have this baby.

Well, Geoff will be delighted, I'm sure.

We can't fit another body in that house.

And where am I going to find the money from to feed it?

Well, I'm certain you and your husband will be able to work something out.

He's not been near me in that way for the last 12 months.

You mean the baby isn't his?

Hello, Daisy.

I'm Sister Bridget.

Oh, another vulture.

Big black crows.

Witches.

Could you arrange for a liver function test? Use and these.

A full blood count and also an erect X -ray of the abdomen. And can you take

through to the ward, please?

Actually, Jack.

Will he be able to see the sea?

No, not from the ward, I'm afraid, no.

The Wiccan minister.

You'll have brought her things?

That's it.

I will need to notify her consultant psychiatrist.

There was a mix -up after the fire. The patient's notes haven't arrived yet.

Right, so how do you regulate her medication, then?

A physician left drugs.

We dispense them at our discretion.

Dope than when they get too boisterous. These women can be violent for their own

safety. And your convenience.

I thank you, sister, for a little respect.

We can't all act as if we're Audrey Hepburn gliding around the wards.

God's work where I come from is a hard, thankless task.

I don't believe we've met.

Sister, I thought to, matron, I'm St Agatha's care home. I'll have you know

as well as being every bit as beautiful as said Hollywood film star, Sister

Bridget is a highly regarded member of this hospital.

And if you want an opinion, there it is.

We'll keep you informed, sister.

I never meant to betray him, but Jeff hasn't been much of a husband to me for

years. You don't have to justify yourself to me.

I'm here to help you any way I can.

So I can have an abortion?

You really believe that it would be impossible for you to have this baby?

Are you going to help me or not?

I'll talk to a colleague.

Am I... and own a man wouldn't understand.

By law, Andrea, I have to get a second opinion to refer you.

In the meantime, I want you to think long and hard about this so that when

do make a decision, it's the right one for you. I've already made my decision,

Doctor.

Your fever's got worse in the last few days? Oh, like a knife.

I have a shell in my handbag.

My sister gave it to me. She wanted me.

Very much.

So beautiful.

Indeed it is.

X -rays will confirm your diagnosis was correct, Alice.

Daisy, you have an obstruction in your bowel.

You're going to need an operation to sort it out.

Do you understand?

Nobody ever asks.

They gave me the electrical treatment, you know.

They never asked.

We'll put you on my list first thing in the morning.

I'll see you then.

She'll need a nasogastric tube to aspirate her stomach, saline drip to

her, and antibiotic cover.

She'll be in better condition for surgery in the morning.

Such a shame you can't just whip her into theatre now. She's malnourished and

dehydrated, and I suspect she's been pumped full of sedatives.

We've no idea what we're dealing with anaesthetic -wise, as we've no record of

her past medical history.

There were no medical notes available to Sister Assunta.

I hesitate to criticise those of the veiled persuasion system, but those so

-called nurses of St Agatha's should be ashamed of themselves.

Do you think this aftershave's too much?

It'll wear off in a bit.

I thought you said Jack had got you a bubble car.

Only overnight, on trial.

Come on, Jack.

I should have picked her up by now.

You promised me the mate had been bubble car technology.

Yeah, but even better. You don't just get a back seat, you get a whole van's

worth of space back there.

Ideal for the courting couple.

Uncle Jack, Alan's not that kind of bloke. Yeah, and Faye's not that kind of

girl. It's a thought, that's all.

Are you going to test drive this or not?

Are you sure this dress isn't too short?

Don't spill anything on it, will you?

I only bought it last week.

Cheer up.

You're going on a date, not to meet your maker.

What do I do if he tries to kiss me?

Kiss him back.

I'm not sure I want to.

Why do you agree to go out with him, then?

Because, well, he's so sweet, and I didn't want to say no and make him look

stupid in front of Jack and Lizzie.

So you agreed to go out with him because you feel sorry for him?

How do you think he's going to feel about that?

I'm not going to tell him, am I?

Madam, your courage awaits.

OK, Daisy, you should feel more comfortable in a minute or two, OK?

And then we'll settle you in for the night.

Oh, I don't suppose I could have a cup of cocoa?

You can, I'm afraid.

You're little by mouth for your operation.

But maybe tomorrow.

My mother used to make a cocoa, my sisters and I, before she kissed us

goodnight. Our bedroom windows all looked out to sea. I could hear the

I went to sleep.

Can you remember much about home, Daisy? A big house.

There was a lawn going down to the sea.

We used to run on the beach.

I was happy then, before they took me away.

Well,

I'm no psychiatrist.

But she seems pretty.

I called the asylum for her note.

Oh, the chaos in their records department makes Lizzie look like a

efficiency.

Now, Doctor, Sister, time you weren't here. I believe you have a party to

attend.

It's only a few miles.

Should have been your age, isn't it?

Well, that's the thing we call in couples. They tend to get distracted.

Yes, sir, you know, you shouldn't have gone to so much trouble, really.

It wasn't me.

His sister has spent hours on it.

Well, they've done a marvellous job, haven't they? Oh, they have. They have

indeed.

Leasing the damn thing from wheat.

Oh, the wanderer's return.

That spoiling machine on wheels carted it about a mile away.

You had to walk in these heels?

If I'd have wanted a black spotted dress, I'd have bought one.

Oh, I'm so sorry, Carol. Something was leaking when Alan looked into the box.

Wakey, wakey!

Thank you.

Right, well, I'd just like to say thank you for joining us

to celebrate this happy occasion. It's been a long road, but today we finally

signed the adoption papers, and baby Aisling is now officially an ormarod,

along with her two brothers and sister, happily asleep upstairs.

Not... that we will ever forget that she is her mother's daughter.

We will certainly never let her forget that, or the love her mother felt for

her.

So, please, raise your glasses.

To Moira.

May she rest in peace.

And baby Aisling Almrod.

Moira and Aisling. To Moira.

Here, here.

Full -time career, young family and a top hostess to boot. Are there no end to

your talent?

Only superwoman, I suppose.

Look, be a good man.

Top up the drinks for me, please. Sure.

Not a glass of red clark with you, I miss you.

Right. Would anybody like to try a prune? I should go up this morning.

Oh, I can't.

They've got headphones.

Come here, I'll show you.

Um, top up.

It's not my fault my father's wealthy.

But if you keep on behaving as if it is, well, then he's won.

The money isn't important.

The fact that you're hardly on speaking terms with your dad is. Stop this stupid

feud while you've still got the chance.

Sorry. I just wanted to glass the water.

It happened over there.

Enjoying yourself there?

Not really.

You should have said no to Alan like you wanted to.

Say yes to a date with a man out of pity and you'll get yourself in a right

mess.

Oh.

Pity, eh?

That's a bunch.

Oh, Alan.

Don't bother.

Here's you telling me to pour oil on troubled water.

It's only Aisling's name that's changing.

Seeing you all together brought us home.

You're her family now.

I'll be the woman in black who flaps in at birthday and Christmas and flaps out

again. Well, Jill and I have no intention of ever letting that happen.

It's been this way my whole life, Doctor.

Always on the outside looking in.

It's so wrong.

To want more.

No, it's not, sister.

No.

It's not at all.

So I ended up walking home, and she went in a taxi with the girls.

Maybe it was your spots that put her off.

They just sprouted this morning.

Can you blame her being put off by that stinking rotten three -wheeler? Last

time I do you a favour.

I don't need any favours, not from anyone, ever.

I brought your notes back.

Oh, I thought they'd do it next class.

You needed to kill some time.

It's Pillsley off today.

He thinks I've gone to work, but I'm going to follow him, see what he's up

You might not like what you find out.

I'm the only woman in his life, Lizzie, whether he likes it or not.

I can only apologise, Doctor.

I forgot by myself.

My behaviour was unfitting and inappropriate.

Well, you were distressed.

I was only trying to cover you.

I didn't want to say, Sister.

I don't think I'll be able to visit Aisling this week. It's a very busy time

year at the convent.

All right.

And, um...

You still refuse to acknowledge that she might hold a bit of a torch for you?

Oh, actually, no. Less of a torch, more of a beacon, really.

The woman's a nun, by heaven's sake. Gordon, I know, I suspect that you might

have forgotten that underneath all those yards of surge beats the heart of a

woman. A woman who's still young enough to remember how it feels to be in love.

The Bridget.

Forearmed? It's forewarned, I always think.

Now, Daisy, Dr Ellis said you like to do crossword.

I haven't any money, you know. Take it, Daisy, please.

We managed to control the pain, but she's had a very restless night.

Still no sign of her notes.

Daisy.

When you were first sent to the asylum, what was it the doctor said was wrong

with you?

Oh, nothing.

It was the priest who said I was evil.

We'll get you through to theatre just as soon as we can.

My treasure, I can't leave it.

It's all I have, you know.

No, no, take it from me, I promise.

You could lose him tomorrow.

Well, I live in hope.

Do you?

You want to go to your father's funeral, do you? Because I can assure you it's

far from being a laugh a minute.

I loved my dad. I miss him every single day. I know, but your father was a human

being. Mine is the great self -made pickle magnet, and that's it.

He spent a fortune giving me the education he never had just so he could

about it to his friends. And on top of that, he couldn't resist playing the

braggy childhood philanthropist as if that could come even close to making up

for his deficiencies as a parent. It's pathetic.

My patient, please, nurse, if you don't have all day.

Alan's lovely, but... Well, when I looked at him, nothing happened.

The earth didn't move.

Look, when I have my first kiss, I want to be swept up by it at a pair of

masterful arms and feel my knees go weak as his lips press up against mine.

Then you're right.

Alan's not the man for you.

All right, Lizzie, could you take those for me, please? Thank you.

Oh, dear. It's a nasty -looking rash.

Oh, the prawns last night.

I think I may have been allergic.

All right, well, come with me. I'll take a quick look at it.

A firm stroke of the scalpel is required.

Rather like that needed to dissect a particularly recalcitrant pickled onion.

Don't you think, Ellis?

If you say so, Mr. Rose.

Thank you, nurse. Clap, please.

Let's have a look at this section of bowel.

There we are, peeping through the fascia like a cumberland sausage.

I'm rather partial to some pickle -inning with my sausages.

Oh, dear.

Don't like the look of this at all.

Those are obstruction alleys.

Large cancer of the bowel at the ileocecal junction.

You've also observed deposits in the liver and in the peritoneum.

I'm afraid this poor lady only has days left.

All we can do is perform an ileostomy, relieve the obstruction and stitch her

up.

Stop scratching your acne, boy.

Looks like you've been bitten by fleas.

Many fleas, in fact.

And by scratching the bites, you've just sort of aggravated them further,

really. My mother would die.

Have you been wearing any clothes that are second -hand, or have you been near

any animals recently?

The seats in Alan's three -wheeler.

I ended up covered in dog hair and, well, he looked a bit spotty this

too. Well, you can take this at the pharmacy.

It's calamine lotion to be applied three times daily to the affected area.

And could you tell Alan to come and see me the minute he gets out of here? Yes,

dear.

Well, I thought I'd keep it just, you know, short and sweet.

And if you can give a thank you to the friends at the hospital. They raised a

considerable sum.

Dr. Andrea Bennett called. She said to tell you she's in trouble with Jeff at

home and you can help him. Could you please hurry? I'm on my way, Lizzie.

Oh, she had no right to call the flaming doctor. Where is she, Geoff? What's

happened? You'd better ask him. Just get off of me, will you? Get out of my

house, you. Will someone please tell me where Andrea is?

She's not so good. You get out!

Get off me!

Get off me!

Get off me! Get off me!

Andrea?

Dr. Omerard. Get off me! Get off me!

the cheating code.

The private room is out of the question.

She only had a few days left. Surely it's not too much to ask to give her

privacy.

And the view of the sea she so desperately wants.

I fail to understand why we are squandering our resources on a mental

who is not our responsibility.

Human decency, that's why.

You're allowing your emotions to cloud your judgment, Mr.

There will be no private room. Understood?

The notes you've been asking for.

Sister.

Get her ready!

Get off me! Get off me! You'll get her to my house! Get her ready! You told him

about the baby, didn't you? No.

Shirley came out unexpected like him. He caught me with Phil.

Get off me! Have you told the doctor I'd get her cheating on you or what yet,

then, eh?

He's the father.

He doesn't know either.

Not so much as looked at me for years and Phil's such a nice lad and...

And Shirley's at night school once a week. Jeff's always down the...

I'm calling the police. Do you understand?

Well, what do you expect me to do?

Pat her on the flaming back.

I know you're angry, but no more violence, all right?

Andrea here needs an ambulance. Will someone please call the hospital? I'll

Jill, I love you. I made a mistake. I'm sorry. It was on my...

You've begun to forget the real reason you're here.

I'll be speaking to your superior.

I'll be telling her how you've bullied and neglected the vulnerable patients in

your care.

The notes, please, sister.

What was all that about?

Just a difference of opinion, Matron.

I only hope my Reverend Mother sees it that way.

I took him in and he just lifted me. I'm so sorry. Are you going to be all

right, Andrea?

I think so. I hope you lose it. I hope you lose it.

I can't tell you how sorry I am, sweetheart.

You lay another finger on my wife and I will bloody kill you.

It's all right for you to smack her even though she's half your size.

Why do you think she went for me in the first place, eh?

Maybe because I'm not some fat, drunken slob who treats her like a slave.

Try and breathe. Just breathe. Come on. Are the other two, eh? Are they mine, or

are you having our way with half the town?

Get out of my medical bag in here, please. Are you happy now, you cow?

Shirley, your father's having a heart attack. The last thing he needs now is

more aggravation.

Can I have some oxygen in here now? Please, quick as you can.

Committed at the age of 15 by the parish priest and her father as a model

degenerate. Been in the asylum ever since.

One child born six months later.

Male. Adopted.

No record of the adopted parents.

No psychiatric condition whatsoever.

And this day and age, it's appalling.

And now she's only days to live.

We really should count our blessings.

Every last one of them.

By three, please.

Anything bad happen to me, Doctor, please?

It's all right, Andrew. Your husband's in the best possible condition.

Plus, my Shirley, he aches me. God, they're not losing me, baby.

Look, there's been some bleeding, but that doesn't necessarily mean that

miscarrying. I never wanted that abortion, Doctor.

I always wanted another little, and I was just terrified about what Geoff

do if he found out.

What you need is complete bed rest.

All right, now, we're going to deal with the bleeding, and now I'm going to look

at your face.

Bit of a mess, I'm afraid. Can I have the suture tray, please?

Right away, Doctor.

Doctor, I, um... I did promise the mayor and his wife I'd show them our new

facilities. Out of the question, I'm afraid. Miss McAteer, sir, if you'd all

please excuse me.

I'm so very sorry, dear lady.

Oh, I knew you, you know.

I had an instinct.

I suppose you'll be sending me back to the asylum now?

Most certainly not.

Stay here for as long as you need to, Daisy.

Look out to sea.

Oh, and over here, this is one of our private rooms.

Indeed it is.

So if you'd be kind enough to leave my patient in peace.

Hello. I'm dying, you know.

I won't be a moment.

Sister?

I distinctly forbade use of a private room.

And I overruled that decision.

If you care to conclude this discussion, you'll be a shot at my bitch.

I read your notes, Daisy.

We know your situation.

Would you like me to try and contact your sister?

I died to them.

As soon as I entered that place, I'm all alone.

Not a single visitor.

All these years.

You're not alone anymore.

The light of the waves. Look at it.

Like new horses.

Dancing.

How's he doing?

Blood pressure and pulse stabilised with the diuretic and morphia. Pain's gone.

Breathing easier.

However, his ECG shows he's had a coronary thrombosis.

I can't afford to keep the vault in the harbour.

How long am I going to be out of action, Doc? Well, you're going to need

complete rest for at least a month, so you're not going to be back at work for

some time, OK? But the last thing you need to do is worry about it.

The main thing is, you're still with us.

I hope she dies.

And that bastard she's carrying.

Not now, Geoff.

We'll get him through to the ward and we'll talk later.

Your mother?

We've been trying for a baby for ages.

How are they?

Keep telling you to get lost.

Not with your dad in such a state at all.

Look, I'm not leaving you. Well, I wish you would. You day -line beggar.

Alan, you've got to go and see Dr Weatherill. She thinks there were fleas

car. Something else to pity me for.

A face full of insect bites.

I had fun last night, really.

Despite the fleas, and the broken -down car, and the walk, and the oil on

Carol's dress, and the fact that you only went out with me because you felt

sorry for me.

You're good company.

Look, why didn't you let me take you out tonight?

Make it up to you.

As a friend.

You're really nice, but when I do have a boyfriend, I want him to be the one.

And I'm not it.

Story of my life.

Pick me up at seven.

Just no more three -wheelers. Oh, and no scratching. Dr Weatherill says it'll

make it worse.

My father had high hopes of me.

He made me take Latin instruction from Father Lily, a family friend.

One night he... He attacked me.

I tried to tell my father, but he took his belt and he said I was a liar.

He made me go back week after week.

The baby?

My mother noticed when my clothes stopped fitting.

I sent my sisters away, afraid I'd infect them with my immorality.

Told me I was wicked, evil, a liar.

I thought I had some boyfriend somewhere.

Then one day, my father just put me in the motor car and

drove me to the asylum.

Never even said goodbye.

I found out he'd signed the papers along with Father Lily.

That's shock and dazing.

I cried and thought so much they'd drug me to keep me quiet.

I took my baby away.

After he was born, I hoped my father would come back for me, but the days

to months and to years.

I'm so sorry, Daisy.

You're not like those other nuns.

There's a light in your eye, a vital spark.

It's too late for me, but... ..don't live a wasted life like mine, sister.

They won't be able to work?

Not for some time, I'm afraid.

What's he going to do for money?

He said he wouldn't admit he'd take it on when we were married.

As if that's got to happen now.

I've also admitted your mother.

Now, she's going to need complete rest if she's to bring this baby to town.

I hope she dies.

I hope it dies, too.

Look, I never meant for any of this to happen. She just wouldn't leave me

Well, you would say that, wouldn't you?

What the hell have you done to the dad? Dave?

She wanted it more than I did.

Dave!

Everybody? Yes.

Lovely.

Oh, Miss Rose, in Dr. Renner's absence, would you care to say a few words?

I'd be delighted.

You all care to gather round here?

As you are no doubt aware, Miss McAteer only took up her position a few short

months ago.

For your mother's sake, don't make things worse! Stop!

This is betraying me! It was an accident!

And in conclusion...

I'm sure you'd like to join with me in thanking our most generous benefactor

the friends of the hospital who have enabled this essential building work.

Thank you all.

Go on.

Don't get a stretcher!

to all routes being stopped.

Very dirty.

It's okay. He's going to be okay.

Air entry is reduced on the right.

Scissors have gone through the fourth intercostal, puncturing the lung and his

hemorrhaging. We're going to need to take you into theatre to sort this out.

you understand?

Just do what you have to do. Good man.

Let's get him into theatre right now, please. Not a second to waste.

He'll be all right. You'll see.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I will do my utmost, Jill.

What's the chance?

Depends what I find when I open him up.

Come with me, my dear.

Come with me, mate.

What possessed you?

What have you done to my husband?

Doctor, please.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry I never meant it, not him.

Keep him locked in my office until the police arrive, Jack.

They'll need to talk to you two.

I never meant to do it.

Tell her, Lizzie.

You best come with me, Shirley.

This isn't going to make things any better.

You were going for me, not the doctor. You wanted to hurt a fly, not Phil.

Will you leave Dr Weatherill alone?

Haven't you done enough damage already?

This is all my mum's fault. You can't blame him.

Is he going to prison?

I should think so, yes.

How is he?

I won't really bring you into the situation as well as I do, Mr Roses,

He's bleeding internally.

It takes a complication.

Jill, is there anything you can do? A cup of hot sweet tea for Dr. Weatherall?

don't want a cup of tea!

I want my husband!

Stacey, she's happened for you.

I'll pray for him.

We both love him so much.

Whoever you need to pray to, please.

I was only gone for a minute.

Who are you?

Who's she?

Sit down.

Who's she?

Poor Daisy.

Poor, poor Daisy.

Get control of that airway, Ellis. We don't want that other lung to collapse.

I have him intubated, Mr. Rose. Alan, get the own egg from maternity. Go to

counter. Blood pressure's right down.

His pulse rate is right up. I'm going to have to go in now if I'm to save him.

Get his blood cross -matched for six pints. Keep pushing the heartbeats,

Roll him over, please.

Scalpel, please, nurse.

Thank you, Bob.

Again.

Rib spreader.

Suction. Move it, girl.

Loves him.