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This programme deals with Sexual Abuse

The word "promise" means so many things

and offers up so much.

"Promise" is a noun, a verb and a virtue.

It speaks of governance
and of reassurance.

It tells us of good things to come.

A promise can be made or given.

It can be broken or kept,

binding or fragile,

earthly or solemn.

It can be divine

or unutterably human.

Apparently, when I was christened,

I screamed my head off the
whole way through the service.

I don't remember it, of course,

but I'll remember this.

It is special and it deserves
celebration. So...

..may God bless you and keep you always.

But this is your Bible, Cyril.

It's the one you brought
from British Guiana.

It came with me on my journey.

So it's only right you have it
at the start of yours.

Go straight to Mrs Kovacs
with these aids.

Occupational Therapy
kept her waiting long enough.

How long has she had multiple sclerosis?

Five years, according to her notes.

I'll read them before I set off.

You're not setting off anywhere

till I'm sure you've fixed that
box to your bicycle correctly.

Nurse Clifford is perfectly
capable of managing the straps.

With respect, Nurse Crane,

it was you who encouraged me

to go on the Prevention
of Accidents course.

Nurse Crane?

Before you get started,

the roster may need recalibrating.

St Cuthbert's have called, and they
are short-staffed yet again.

They have asked if one of our
midwives might be seconded

- to Maternity.
- Is that usual?

More usual than it ought to be.

Is this Sister Brooks asking again?

Sister Marcus. I'm not sure
we're familiar with her.

I wondered if you might oblige,
Nurse Highland.

I know you enjoy hospital work.

I would only go
if Nurse Crane is agreeable.

I'm agreeable enough -
as long as you get in there

and apprise them of their shortcomings

vis-a-vis early discharge

and the incorrect management of sutures.

I will tell Sister Marcus to expect you.

Oh! Isn't he looking absolutely champion?

He's getting so bonny.

Oh, it's so lovely to be
at this quieter point

in his chemotherapy cycle.

We're on our way
to feed the ducks at the river,

but I've forgotten to bring the bread.

I don't suppose you'd mind
watching him for a moment

while I pop into the shop?

It would be an absolute pleasure.

Oh...

Hello!

Sister Marcus?

I'm Nurse Highland.

The only thing better than
being punctual is being early.

A maternity ward must run like clockwork

or it doesn't run at all.

Babies do tend to turn up
when they want to.

Indeed.

But we have two ladies booked
in for induction tomorrow.

That, at least, we can prepare for.

Our senior midwives are all on
the delivery ward this morning.

I need you to supervise
Mr Parry's antenatal clinic.

Of course, Sister Marcus.

I always enjoy clinic work
on the district.

This is nothing like the district.

Good morning. I'm here
to see Mrs Vera Kovacs.

Please do come in.

Nurse Clifford.

Pleasure to meet you.

This is my husband Laszlo.

We fled Hungary together
during the revolution,

and he's been by my side ever since.

He comes home every day at lunchtime

to take me for a walk.

But I'm too exhausted today.

Tomorrow will be better.

And if it isn't, I will carry
you in my arms down the road

just so you can see the sun.

Look after her, please, Nurse.

She's my treasure.

I absolutely shall.

- Szervusz.
- Szervusz.

Thank you. I'm sorry,
I didn't catch your name.

Agata Balassa.

My cousin, who came from Hungary
to help me round the house.

I always say God sent her.

I've been here an hour!

My urine's not even been tested yet!

We can only test
one urine sample at a time.

Well, then...

..I'll test it myself.

Come on, girls.
Who else is sick of waiting?

- Come on.
- Do it ourselves.

- Go.
- Just ridiculous.

All right, ladies.

Stop what you're doing and take a seat.

One more peep out of any of you,

and you'll go to the bottom
of today's list.

Now, I know you've been
waiting a long time,

so I'm going to send for the tea trolley.

How does that sound?

Tea and biscuits all round!

Free of charge!

It is so frustrating not to be
able to do the small things.

You start to feel like half a person

and you worry other people
see you like that, too.

Your husband certainly doesn't.

He seems utterly devoted.

This hand does seem a little stiff still.

I'll refer you back
to the physiotherapist.

Mrs Kovacs... what's this?

I... lost my grip on a cup of tea.

I couldn't really feel it at the time.

That's possibly
because of your condition.

It's showing signs of infection.

We'll need to dress it every day.

Pop up onto the couch for me, Mrs Hudson.

Miss. But I generally just go by Eileen.

You gave a good account
of yourself out there, Nurse.

I was raised to take no nonsense.

So was I.

Number-one rule in life I was told -

give as good as you get
and never back down.

As long as you do it with a smile.

Only three weeks until your due date.

How are preparations
going for baby's arrival?

They don't normally ask that.

I'm on a budget,
but I have been knitting.

And have there been any changes
since your last appointment?

Yes, Nurse.

I, uh...

..went to the lav

just after I got here.

Is this fresh blood?

Yeah.

I've just been in the stockroom,

and none of those old papers
has been cleared out.

I found these old comics.

They're great.

Reggie!

The whole point of a spring
clean is to make space.

They can't stay here.

You'll have to think of something else.

I shall arrange for Miss Hudson
to have a soft tissue X-ray,

and she must be admitted to the ward.

You mean stay in? How long for?

Well, let's see what the X-ray tells us.

But we should assume for the
remainder of your pregnancy.

There's something wrong
with the baby, isn't there?

Honey, let's not jump to conclusions.

I can't stay in.
I haven't got anything with me.

Is there no-one who
could pop in with a nightdress

and some toiletries?

I'm doing this on my own, Nurse.

The hospital has gowns.

I'll make sure you're kitted out.

Oh, I didn't mean to wake you.

I found some of Nurse
Clifford's favourite tulips

on the market, and I wanted
to give her a surprise.

Young love was ever thus!

I'm also hoping to ask her
for help with a sermon.

I've been asked to be a
guest preacher at St Oswald's,

and it's a different style
to my own church.

As a Pentecostalist,

do you wait for the Holy Spirit
to move you?

Yes, usually.

Ah!

I have yearned for some
Anglican clergy to do likewise.

I have been given a text
from Paul to start me off.

"For we walk by faith,

"not by sight."

That is from the Corinthians.

I would offer my assistance,

but it is the voice
of the fresh, nascent faith

that you should heed.

Age has attenuated me.

You are the wisest soul I know.

I'm going to leave you
to get on with your rest.

Rest is for the dissolute.

I am merely closing my eyes

in pursuit of mental clarity.

Good morning!

I thought I was doing well
being half an hour early.

I have been here half an hour already.

I always try to get ahead
with rosters and notes

before my shift begins

so I can concentrate on our patients.

I think of it as oiling the machine.

Is there anything you could assign to me?

I'm here to help.

I aim to become
a ward sister, too, one day.

I'm glad you used the word "one day".

I've been here 15 years

and I was passed over
for promotion four times.

What made the difference in the end?

Being exceptionally good
at my job and persevering.

If you want to succeed, Nurse Highland,

you will have to work harder
than everyone else,

get in earlier than everyone else

and oil that machine better
than anyone else.

Can you do that?

I can try. And I will try.

I'm trying already.

I know.

But make no mistake,

they are looking for reasons
not to promote women like us.

Whatever else you do,

do not stick your head above the parapet.

Say ouch if I hurt you.

Burns can be very painful.

No, you have a very gentle touch, Nurse.

Well, one way and another,
I change a lot of dressings,

and I handle a lot of babies.

Watching a child come into the world

must be a most magical thing.

I hoped for so long to have my own child.

But life is sweet in so many other ways.

Soft tissue X-ray of the uterus

reveals grade III placenta previa,

with the placenta lying completely
over the os when closed

and up to three fingers' dilation.

Is that bad?

It's... not optimal,

due to the risk of haemorrhage.

We'll perform a Caesarean section

as soon as you reach 38 weeks.

Bed rest in the meantime,
and I will see you daily.

A Caesarean section?

They cut you open.
It takes months to recover.

I can't have that, Nurse.

I know it's not what you want,
but you are in the best place.

Mr Parry's going to look
after you. And so am I.

Agata?

Agata? Why were you eating from the bin?

I was not eating.

You are mistaken.

I have a teacake in my bag.

Would you like it?

Here. I thought I might fancy a snack,

but I'm not hungry.

Agata, have you hurt your arm?

No, it is nothing.

Please, you must go now.

I'm afraid I won't leave
until you let me look at it.

You have a burn that's turning septic.

You must come to the doctor
and get it treated.

No, I cannot go to the doctor.

Agata!

Why not?

Agata! I want you.

Because I do not leave this house.

I have your iron pills, Miss Hudson.

Twice a day, on Mr Parry's orders.

He certainly gives plenty of them.

I hate using bedpans.
I can't get any sleep.

And this hospital nightie's
rubbing my neck red raw.

I'm sorry.

My Auntie Moira always said,
"Big girls don't cry."

Scared girls cry.

And tired ones, too.

You've had a tough couple of days.

I was feeling all gung ho and can-do

about bringing up a baby on my own,

and now I'm just lying here
thinking about it...

..I'm terrified!

Who's Auntie Moira?

Will she be on hand to help?

She brought me up
after my mum passed away.

Never had any children of her own.

Didn't have a mother of my own.

So you filled each other's gaps.

I was raised by my grandmother.

I understand how it works.

Do you understand how it can not work?

You were each other's everything.

Then you grew up and wanted more.

I only got half of what I hoped for.

A baby.

No wedding ring.

She wanted me to go away
to have it and then give it up.

I said no.

You were entitled to say no.

She called me a tart.

I wouldn't mind,

only she works at a club
called Ostrich A Gogo.

They have strippers.

She swore she'd never speak
to me again, and...

..we left it at that.

Hello, Christopher!

..Blue Peter will still be continuing,

but Val, John and I almost
certainly won't be in it...

Did you all have a lovely time together?

..souvenirs of what we were
like and what the programme...

- We're watching Blue Peter.
- ..was like, here in 1971.

And when Blue Peter,

in 29 years' time, comes out here,

they'll be able to dig up
this box and see exactly

what we were like and what
we were doing here today...

- A time capsule!
- ..on June 7th 1971.

- We should make our own.
- Mum!

Do you have any spare
time capsules we could use?

We could bury them in the garden.

And here they are.

Well, we've got a card here.

- The envelope...
- Oh!

Tell you what, Reg...

Oh, spring cleaning
ain't for the faint-hearted.

I reckon we've earned a shandy
down at the Hand and Shears.

I can't. I'm busy.

Doing what?

Making a time capsule.

I saw Agata eating out
of the bin, Miss Higgins.

And not only was
that burn extremely infected,

she says she's not allowed
to leave the house.

I have nothing
under her surname - Balassa.

And she's not registered
at the Kovacses' address.

Without an address, I can't locate
her local hospital number.

She may not have one, but she needs
medical attention, Miss Higgins.

Can we register her with this practice

and arrange a home visit?

I can set her up as a temporary patient

using the Kovacses' address.

But if her relatives are mistreating
her, as you describe,

you may need to think carefully
before you intervene,

lest it render her situation even worse.

I don't think it could be much worse.

Sister, Eileen Hudson's blood
pressure seems a little high.

What's the reading?

130 over 90.

I believe anxiety is to blame.

She's distressed
about her family situation

and worried about
bringing up her child alone.

It's good to take note of these things,

but this is a very busy ward,

and we have to focus
on the medical issues.

We always have time for a few kind words,

but we don't have time
for emotional involvement.

What did you do that for?

Violet will go absolutely spare.

Reginald Jackson!

I need the tin,

for my... time capsule.

Well, that is all well and good,

but did it have to be my button tin?

You said we needed to make more space.

I don't think I've ever known
dinner to be so quiet.

They're writing lists of things
to put into their time capsule.

They're making one
just like on Blue Peter.

It's captured their imagination
ever so much.

Daddy, do you think there
will be doctors in year 2000?

Of course there will,
but they'll be robots.

And they'll use rocket-launchers
to fly to their appointments.

No, they won't. They'll just beam
themselves everywhere

like they do in Star Trek.

Well, I hope we'll still have some
humans as doctors in the future.

Why?

Well, because people often keep
quiet about what's bothering them.

You need human ears to hear that.

Poplar 7982. Who's speaking, please?

Eileen, is that you?

Well, if it is, there is nothing
I've got to say to you.

Ha! Goodness!

You'll be in Australia
if you carry on like that!

Are you by any chance doing
a Blue Peter time capsule?

What are you going to bury?

I'm putting comics in.

People will always want
funny things to read.

You can do one, with a Bible.

I suppose I could.

It wouldn't be very original, though.

Or have many jokes in.

This feels lovely. Is it a hospital one?

I found it at Nonnatus House.

It's been freshly laundered.

Did you have some breakfast this morning?

They brought it round ever so early.

Soggy cornflakes. I couldn't face it.

I can't say I blame you.

I'll find you a couple
of rounds of toast.

Did I hear the word "toast"?

None for you, I'm afraid.

You're having your operation
this afternoon.

Why?

Has something else gone wrong?

Mr Parry is unhappy
with your blood pressure.

Vera is not here.

I know. I saw them leave
for their midday walk.

I've come to dress the burn on your arm.

Vera must not know.
It will make her angry.

You not receiving the care you
need makes me angry, Agata.

But also, if you can tell me
how this happened,

it might help us to decide
what we should do.

Vera threw the water at me
from the kettle.

She hurt me.

She hurts me all the time.

One moment I'm scared,
the next I'm excited.

Let's go with "excited".

I'll be right in the room
with you, honey.

Agata, can you tell me
why Vera would do this to you?

She wants me to have a baby.

Why does she want you to have a baby?

Not for me. For her.

She cannot, so I must.

When I bleed, she hits me.

So you aren't pregnant now?

I wish yes, so he will stop.

But I think no.

So he keeps on.

"He"?

Who is "he"?

Laszlo.

They say I belong to them,
that all is permitted.

None of this is permitted.

This is rape.

Have you ever tried to run away?

I have no papers.

They took my passport,

and I have no money.

Because they don't pay you.

Agata, have you ever asked
anyone for help?

I think that I am asking now.

Doyen's retractor, please.

BP rising.

Baby girl.

Time, please.

- Two minutes past two.
- Thank you.

Perfect. And now we turn
our attention to the delivery

of our erstwhile adversary, the placenta.

Ergometrine, if you'd be so kind.

Agata needs every kind of help, Cyril.

I can put her on the Nonnatus
books as an antenatal patient,

but we have to find her
somewhere safe to live now

before she's injured again,
before she is raped again

and before she actually gets pregnant.

Rosalind, you have to slow down.

I'll open a file on her straight away,

but these things
have to be done properly.

Can you get her into
the women's hostel tonight?

It's full. It's been full for two weeks.

I'm going to tell her to go there anyway.

Agata, I will be quick,
but I need you to listen.

Agata!

This is the address of a women's hostel.

They will take you in
and you will be safe.

Sorry, ladies!

I just took a jug of
lemon barley out to Reggie.

He's been digging like a navvy
all afternoon.

Every child at the nit clinic

was talking about time capsules.

They're even doing one at Jonty's school.

The headmaster has contacts
at the Royal Mint,

and it's going to include samples
of every current banknote.

It's fascinating to
try to think that far ahead.

I'll be 55 in the year 2000.

I was 55 in the General Strike.

Or... during the Abdication.

My recollections fade.

But it matters not to God,

for whom a thousand years is but a day.

Mm-hm.

I wonder how many babies
will have been born in Poplar

by the time they dig these capsules up.

And who will be delivering them

if Nonnatus House isn't here any more?

That's an interesting
assumption, Nurse Aylward.

I suggest we refrain
from speculation at present.

Sister Veronica, would you like
to lead us in the grace?

Oh, what's all this?
Are we having a jumble sale?

Daddy, it's for our time capsule.

I've had to remove
a sachet of Angel Delight

and a box of chocolate fingers

that somehow made their way
into the capsule!

We might be hungry in the year 2000.

Oh...

I think we should take a photo of us
all together when we bury it,

and one all together when we dig it up.

We won't be together in the year 2000.

Christopher won't be in England
any more, will he?

That's right. As soon as he's better,

he's going home to Mummy in Hong Kong.

Her BP has stabilised
and her blood loss is normal.

That can be the last
of the 30-minute observations.

Hourly checks from now on.

Baloo and I have had an idea
about something

to put in the 13th Poplar time capsule.

But what suggestions do you have, pack?

We should bury a... a car

because in the year 2000
it'll all be spaceships.

Yeah!

Thank you, Neil, but I think

we may struggle to get a car
into a biscuit tin.

What we thought was that we would include

a selection of Cub Scout badges.

And each of you can write a letter

about one of the badges
and what you did to earn it.

Hands up who thinks that's a good idea.

Thank you, Andrew.

Your hand went up first,

so you get first pick of the badges.

Now, are there any questions?

My tooth's just come out.
Can I put that in?

- Can I put some money in?
- Can I put a soldier in it?

How much longer will it be?

She's young and she's healthy.

She's not like me.

She should have conceived by now.

It will happen soon.

I will make sure of it.

Where are you going with those?

Downstairs to soak them.

Do that.

And then come to me.

Agata!

Come to me!

Oh, Eileen...

I was just coming
to do your observations.

I didn't know you were awake.

Are you in a lot of pain?

I don't know where my baby is.

I thought it'd be in the cot
where I could see it

when I woke up.

Didn't they get it out?

Honey...

You've just had an operation,

so you're not thinking straight just yet.

You have a beautiful little girl,

and she's up in the nursery,

giving you some peace and quiet.

A girl?

I need to see her, Nurse.
She's my new baby.

After I've checked you over,

I'm going up to the nursery

and I'll bring her down in a bassinet.

Only for five minutes, mind.

I just need to see that she's real.

We are full, but we will always
find a corner somewhere,

if you're under Nonnatus House.

This hostel's not so bad, you know, love.

I wouldn't usually ask to speak
with you so late at night,

but I find I'm unable to take
my Sisters into my confidence

as much as I would like.

They know some things, but not all.

I understand.

But since Easter,

when the Board gave us their ultimatum...

Since Lent, when I told them I would
make a decision

at the time of our choosing.

Well, I've been talking to the Lady Emily

about how they're financed,

and it's extremely interesting.

Why have you been talking
to the Lady Emily?

That clinic is run for the benefit
of the rich, not the needy.

Our mission lies with the poor.

Nonnatus House. Sister Julienne.

I'm afraid Nurse Clifford is not here.

We do have another midwife on duty

who will come and see Agata.

Here she is,

excited as anything to meet her mummy.

Eileen!

I'm cold...

I need help. We have a major
postpartum haemorrhage.

You've got a little girl
who needs you, Eileen.

We're here.

Can you hear her, Eileen?

She needs you.

She needs her mother.

What is this baby doing here?

We can't get the bleeding
to stop. It's too substantial.

I'll call Mr Parry.
She needs her uterus packing.

We have to get her to theatre.

You must have been terrified
to run out of the house

without even a handbag or your purse.

I have no handbag and no purse.

And I am afraid now
this is not a good place.

But it is a safe place,

and sometimes that's
the only thing that matters.

Although, I grant you, it isn't the Ritz.

Agata, the wardress,
the lady at the door,

thought you might be expecting a baby

if you were sent here by Nonnatus House.

No... I think no.

I don't want a baby.
I don't want anything.

Please, Agata...

Will you let me examine you?

I am your friend.

All will be well.

You didn't have to wait
to receive the news.

I wanted to.

Rosalind!

Hello, Trixie.

I was just coming back from kitchen
duty at the men's shelter.

Shall I make us some Horlicks?

Yes.

Please do.

I'm sorry, Trixie.

I just had to get her out of that house.

I think it was very necessary,

but you took sole responsibility

in a situation which could have
become extremely dangerous.

It was already extremely dangerous.

And it's even more so now.

Agata is expecting a baby.

She said she was having periods.

When I questioned her,

there seems to have been nothing but
light spotting for some time.

And the fundal height suggests
she's about three months.

What if the Kovacses find out
and try to get her back?

It makes everything worse, doesn't it?

Yes, it does.

You're a good nurse, Rosalind,

and a good woman,

but please don't make any more bold moves

without speaking
to someone more senior first.

♪ Lord, let me know mine end

♪ And the number of my days

♪ That I may be certified

♪ How long I have to live

♪ Behold, thou hast made my days

♪ As it were a span long

♪ And mine age is even as
nothing in respect of thee... ♪

You have a very rare
blood type, Miss Hudson.

AB negative.

You've now had
all the hospital had in store

and we're awaiting supplies.

Does it have to be special blood?

Can't I...? Can't I just have
the normal kind?

They tried a substitute group
overnight, honey,

but your body wasn't having it.

Sometimes a family member
will have the same blood type.

If we test them, they might be
able to donate immediately,

and solely for you.

I've got no family.

Come on, now. No squabbling!

I never realised burying a time capsule

would be such a feat of diplomacy.

I saw less complicated maps in Alamein.

I just about squeezed them all in.

Have you room for one more?
I've had a wee idea.

I don't reckon
there's a single corner left

unless... you take Reggie's hole.

There's nothing going in there

apart from fresh air and old soil.

- Has he lost interest?
- No.

He's gone off the idea
of burying his comics.

We'll send off a urine sample,

but you do seem to be
about three months pregnant.

Don't make me go back to that house.

Nobody is making you go back
to that house, sweetie.

No, but we are going to have
to get you sleeping somewhere

clean and comfortable,

and eating properly.

I eat for the baby, yes?

For the baby and for yourself.

I want to do blood tests and weigh you.

I think you may be very malnourished.

That's no good for either of you.

Laszlo and Vera do not know
there is a child,

and you're under no obligation
to tell them.

But Laszlo is the father, and
Vera wants to be the mother.

If we move you here,
to our maternity home,

we don't need to concern
ourselves with what they want.

And with your permission,
I am going to the police.

No, not police!

Laszlo and Vera say I will go
to jail because I am illegal.

I have no papers.

You have no papers
because they stole them from you.

Meanwhile, you've been tortured,
imprisoned,

starved and raped.

Agata, you are not the one
who's committed a crime.

Thank you, Mr Parry.

Sister, Eileen's pulse
is becoming weak and thready.

We've just been told that
national supplies of AB blood

are extremely low.

There may be none available for days,

and she has no family we can ask.

Because I took time to get to know her,

I can tell you she does have family.

She has an aunt...
whom I think I can find.

We do not have the time for you
to go on a wild-goose chase.

Sister... I'm sticking my head
above the parapet.

And if it helps our patient,

I'm not stopping you.

I will. Thank you very much.

It was as expected?

The police, I am afraid to say,

had no interest in the terrible
sexual abuse Agata suffered.

As the officer called it,
"A bit of he said, she said."

It's such a woeful dereliction of duty.

However, they were interested
in the theft of Agata's passport.

They're going round to
the Kovacses' this afternoon.

We're not hiring, though the
uniform could come in useful.

I'm not here for that.

I understand you have a niece
called Eileen?

I had one.

She made it very clear she was
going to go her own way in life.

I'm no longer interested
in anything she has to say.

Eileen has had the baby
and she is very, very sick.

I wanted her to aim high, that's all.

I wanted her to be respectable.

You don't have to make amends with her.

You don't even have to see her.

She desperately needs
a blood transfusion.

And there's a possibility
you might be a match.

This is all rather novel.

I had hoped to surprise you,

and then realised,
if it wasn't advertised,

we wouldn't have anything to put in it.

So many of our mothers have
brought little things along,

just because of word of mouth.

I've dozens of nappy pins.

Pink and blue.

And quite a few name bracelets
from the maternity home.

During the war, we used
to write the babies' names

on sticking plaster -
taped across their back.

I don't think that sounds hygienic,

but all these souvenirs are lovely.

I had a prolapsed cord with Claire.

She would have died if it
hadn't been for Nonnatus House.

Thank you.

That is just perfect.

Good afternoon, Mrs Kovacs.

I've come to collect Agata's belongings.

Where is she?

She's asked that we don't
disclose her whereabouts.

The police have been here,

raking through every cupboard,
every drawer.

I imagine they were
looking for her passport.

They found it! It wasn't lost,
it wasn't stolen.

Nor was it yours to withhold.

- We need to know she's safe.
- She's safe now.

And she's receiving medical attention.

She's our flesh and blood.

She's not too clever in the head.

She needs our protection.

I beg to differ, as it happens.

And Agata needs her clothes.

Now, you can let me in, or I shall
send for the police again.

The results of Miss Hudson's
aunt have come back.

AB negative.

- We have a match.
- We do.

And you did the right thing.

You need to keep your fluids up
when you're donating blood.

It's the least I could do.

All I ever wanted was to see her thrive.

And that was what upset me

when she was hellbent
on being an unmarried mother.

I work with these sort of girls,

and they don't lead an enviable life.

I think Eileen is going
to lead a good life.

She loves her daughter
as much as you love her.

I'll be off now.

Done all I can.

I'm not sure that's true.

You did very well with
your main course, I must say.

Dr Turner's keen to see you
put some weight on.

This is the best food
I have had in England.

Rissoles and cabbage?

Oh, sweetie, you're breaking my heart.

And these clothes are breaking
my heart a little, too.

But they're yours.
And you're entitled to them.

I don't want them.

They smell of that house.
They smell of him.

We can certainly arrange
for them to be laundered.

Or burnt.

There's a cupboard at Nonnatus House

full of lovely things passed on
from women and children

for other women and children
who might need them.

Take it all to the fire.

But not these.

This Bible came with me.
It stays on the journey.

I have a Bible that travelled
round the world.

At home in Hungary,

the Communists made us afraid
to practise our religion.

I thought when I came here...

..I could go to church and pray
where there were statues.

I was wrong.

I have not been in a church
since I came to this country.

This book was all I had.

At least it was something.

It was not enough.

Good evening.

Mr and Mrs Kovacs!

I'm about to close the surgery
for the evening,

but may I be of assistance?

We are looking for my young
relative, Agata Balassa.

We are very concerned about her.

We were told she needed
medical assistance.

There is nobody of that name
registered with this practice.

And the only patients on the
premises are our maternity cases.

A nurse from this practice
has been to our home.

Miss Higgins! When does
the rag-and-bone man come?

Agata says she doesn't want to keep...

- Agata!
- Oh!

- Agata! Where are you?!
- Call the police!

Don't you dare trespass on
hospital premises in this way.

Get out! Get out now!

Are you here
because you're having a baby?

She is here because she was starving
and brutalised and required nursing.

Anything else is none of your business.

Have you been telling your stories again?

She's not well, you see, Nurse,
in the head.

She needs to come home.

Don't you? Agata?

You can't take care of a baby, Agata.

If you come home, we can look
after you and the child.

You can look after me again,

and we can all be happy
together, like we used to be.

We were never happy together!
I was never happy at all!

We gave you a home!

Without us, you are nothing.

That is enough!

Agata is a human being!

You stole her freedom for long enough,

but you aren't going to erase her!

And I am telling you to go...

..because I am someone.

I can choose. I can speak.

Do you hear me?

Mm...

Oh, you look as though
you've had a long day.

The terrible way
people can treat each other...

It still surprises me,
even after all this time.

Some things are always difficult.

Mm.

What's all this?

Teddy wanted a photo of Petula
for the time capsule.

I knew we had one from Easter.

As I was looking, I came across this.

This time between Christopher's
chemotherapy sessions

has felt so precious.

It's all precious, isn't it?

Every second we get to spend with him.

Hmm.

Well! Someone certainly looks brighter.

They said I'd had the proper blood.

Where'd you get it from?

I asked your aunt to donate

if her group proved to be
the same as yours.

And it was. And she agreed.

Would you like to see her?

Would she come
after all the things we said?

Is that her?

My little girl!

And is that you?

She's been right beside her all day.

The little girl needs her family.

Just like me and you, love.

I should never have said
the things I said.

- I should have backed down.
- And so should I.

But I am not your mother.
And I never have been.

No.

You are everyone.

You've been my mum, my dad,

my aunt...

..and my best friend.

Us tough girls...

..we don't let 'em see us cry.

But we do.

Don't let this one be scared
to feel her feelings.

Thank you, Nurse.

Laszlo and Vera
can't hurt you any more, Agata.

They have no power over you.

And the police have charged
them with false imprisonment.

Then they are the ones
who will be in jail?

It is very likely.

As your social worker, I'll help to
guide you through the court case.

Where am I to live so
that they will not find me?

There is quite a large Hungarian
community in Stoke-on-Trent.

And I've found
a mother and baby home there

that you might like to consider -

once all your papers are in order.

We might also be able
to get you home to Hungary,

if that's what you decide.

I decide?

I am not ready to decide.

That's all right.

We're here to help you when you do.

I found you the most gorgeous coat.

Are you ready for our outing?

It's nice of you to let
Nonnatus House use your spot.

What if I change my mind?

It's too late to change your mind!

Mother Mary.

She is everything in my religion.

Thank you for letting me see her again.

I always think Mary was so brave,

giving birth on a dirt floor
with no-one to help her.

A mother's love is often indivisible

from a mother's courage.

- Good morning, Sister.
- Early again!

I could set my watch by you.

You've done well this week,
Nurse Highland.

It's certainly been interesting,

which is what I wanted.

I spoke to Mr Parry and asked
if he'd be agreeable

to you remaining with us here
for a few more weeks.

He was.

I hope you'll consider it.

I'd be delighted to.

I'll do the staffing roster.
You set up the clinic tests.

Got to keep oiling that machine!

- Goodness me!
- We had a brainwave!

Careful down those stairs.

It's about the time capsule.

We think Christopher will love it.

Oh!

We're going to need lots and lots
of paint.

My Huntley & Palmers
biscuit tin should suffice

for the capsule.

Ah!

Whatever is amiss?

It's just...

..this description
one of the boys has written.

"The Silver Arrow badge is very special.

"I got mine building a campfire.

"Our leaders are called Akela and Baloo.

"They are very, very old ladies,

"so they will be dead in the year
2000 when you open this.

"But I don't want you to forget them.

"So this is what they look like."

Oh!

Well...

..as they have been so creative,

perhaps we should be, too.

I did not expect to be so moved by this.

Whatever happens to the Order
in the future,

we will have always been here.

And perhaps that's all that matters.

Do you like it, Mummy?

Oh, it's perfect!

In fact, I think we should
make another one.

May, would you like to send one
to your mum in Hong Kong?

I'm sure she'd love to see it.

And what else are we
hoping for in the year 2000?

What about a magic oven that could
cook a whole dinner in five minutes?

- Rocket boots!
- Flying car!

Mandeep, needles are for sticking in
material, not people.

I saved you a tulip.

Oh!

Do you still need help with your sermon?

No.

We promise our children

that there is a future -

that one day
there'll be others on the grass

where they play now,

looking back in wonder

at the lives that went before.

Every life contains
some promise at the outset.

Sometimes its potential is not reached.

Sometimes it blossoms,
despite the wind and rain.

We all carry seeds within us.

If we are blessed,
they bloom into courage,

faith, hope
and the love that finds a way.

Children see nothing of that,
nor do they need to.

It is enough
that they are laughing, saying,

"This is who we were
last week, yesterday,

"an hour ago."

A child's past to a child

is already ancient history,

and their future feels
as far off as the moon.

That is as it ought to be -

that the present nourishes.

Let us turn our faces to the sun,

and even as the moment fades
and falls away,

let us vow we will remember it.

A newborn baby

is so incredibly vulnerable.

Where's my baby? Oh, God!

We'll find him.

We've got officers searching
the area already.

Are you asking me to go away
with you for the weekend?

Yes.

Chemotherapy is
one of the toughest things

you could put a two-year-old through.

He doesn't have time.

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