Original subtitles

Did you guys meet Mia? I don't like to hurt people.

Yosef.

You know my name?

So what do you say,

can I, um, take you out for lunch tomorrow?

Sure.

I think if you can get over

your various personality excesses...

- [Snorts] - Psychedelic ketamine.

[Gloria] ..you would make a decent doctor.

[Jimmy] I've got a genetic heart condition.

Long QT.

[Ellie] Have you told anyone here yet?

I'm not gonna tell anyone.

Jimmy, you have to.

Ellie, if you can drop dead at any second,

I don't think they'll let you become a surgeon.

- [Gentle music] - [Seagulls chirp]

[Lisa] There she is, my gorgeous girl.

Hello.

It's you and me this week, babe.

Babies! Yay!

Babies and vaginas.

Uh, sorry, can I get a long black?

Don't be a snob, Ellie.

It's the one part of the hospital that isn't always sad.

Yeah, I know.

I just think that I could be better used...

You just want to be in surgery with the big dogs, I know,

not the needy new mums.

Oh, my God, you should have seen my second birth.

What a mess.

Torn from frum to bum.

Oh, God, that's graphic.

Hey, how's the new place going?

I mean, it's so much better than my aunt's futon.

It's fine. It works well.

And, you know, it's, like, perfect for me

because I'm in Brisbane with the kids most weekends, so...

Hey, you should come early tonight and pre-drink.

- I am not coming. - You are 100% coming.

- I cannot... - She's here, she's here.

Hi. I think we're with you this week.

Ah, my interns.

Hi, Dr. Matessi. I'm Ellie O'Neill.

Now, don't you dare call me Dr. Matessi. I'm Pip.

And I know all about you, Ellie O'Neill.

Rising superstar.

You managed that retained placenta on your first shift.

I mean, it was a team effort.

Christ, and she's humble too.

That won't last long. You're the nurse, yeah?

Well, yeah, I'm doctor now.

Well, almost.

Okay, we're gonna have fun this week.

Obstetrics and gynae is the beating heart of the hospital.

Just say, "Yes, Pip," to everything I ask.

[Ellie] Yes, Pip.

Ooh, she's good.

Well, we've apparently got a girl

waiting down in Emergency.

So, screen her, scrub up.

You're gonna be elbows deep all day, superstar.

Cool. I'll just follow along, I guess.

[Indistinct P.A. announcement]

[Samuel] Yo!

I've been here for two hours.

Yo, I've been here all night. It's lovely, isn't it?

Henry Thatcher.

[Samuel] Whoa. He... he just got here.

Take a seat, mate. We'll be right with you, okay?

I've been here all night, bro. It's your job, man.

[Josh] Hey, where's my coffee, big boy?

Your shout, baby girl.

Boys, no.

Sorry.

Hey, this way.

Jump on that bed for me, little guy. Perfect.

[Clipboard clatters]

[Josh clears throat]

That's the way. All right.

Now, did something happen to your lip, huh?

[Dad] Yeah, took a surfboard to the face.

We're a little bit worried

'cause he's just taken up the flute.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

Yeah, come this way.

Okay, bed number three for me.

I'll be right with you, all right? Hang in there.

[Curtis] How was the night shift, lads?

Oh, Jimmy flirted with me nonstop.

It was very exhausting.

I didn't.

Um, would you be able to see wing defence

in the waiting bay, please?

He's driving me crazy.

Why is he still wearing that wing defence bib?

Most useless player on the team.

Me, you ask?

Goal attack, Sydney Uni, 1994.

That was the weakest flex. Hey, we're going to a party later.

Do you want to come, Curtie?

I couldn't think of anything worse.

[Jimmy laughs] Yep.

[Liam] Jimmy, you've got a three-year-old

foreign body lodged up the nose.

I think he's got popcorn stuck up there.

[Samuel] What do I have to do to get seen around here?!

Shove popcorn up my nose?!

[Curtis] Do you want to shove these up your nose?

What's that?

It's paracetamol.

There and there.

There you go, mate.

What, is this supposed to unbreak my foot?

[Theme music]

[Waves crash]

[Percussive music]

[Anita] Ha-ha! Found you, Gloria.

Dr. Wall! Kade from HR. He/him.

I just wanted to loop you in

on some, uh, feedback that's bubbled up.

We've established a Three Strikes

for a Better Tomorrow policy

to foster a culture where everyone feels

as if they belong to the hospital.

- Okay. - Not just work there.

So, are you... What are you saying?

Have I got one strike?

Three strikes? What have I got?

Uh, well, at last count,

it was...11.

- [Lift beeps] - [Anita laughs]

- 11? - You've set the record.

- What, from patients? - Staff.

[Nurse] Dr. Wall, I need you to come and have a look at this.

- What? Um, sorry, not now. - [Nurse] Okay.

As a result,

you get to complete an online training module.

Well, who complained?

Oh, all complaints are anonymous

to maintain staff emotional safety.

No, I need names. Who complained?

- Did my bloods come in? - [Woman] Not yet.

Anonymous, Gloria, but here's a fun one.

"Dr. Wall is in need of a massive bitcherectomy."

Well, not bad. At least it's a solid diagnosis.

The others are, uh, more serious, though.

[Kade] I've set a 24-hour timer...

Are they?

[Kade] ..for you to complete the module.

- Okay. - It's actually really fun.

Will you please explain

that I haven't got time for this bullshit?

You have got time for this bullshit.

No, I haven't got time.

I wonder if we could all just put a handbrake

on using such spicy language in the workplace?

- [Gloria] Okay. Thank you. - I'll leave you to it, then.

A junior doctor presents a treatment plan

you strongly disagree with,

what do you do?

A, interrupt and correct them

to avoid wasting time.

- Yes. - [Tablet beeps]

- What? - [Chuckles]

Well, that's the right answer.

Right. Uh, what did he say about, um, three strikes?

What was that?

Three Strikes for a Better Tomorrow.

Okay, well, uh, I'll give him a better tomorrow.

Who complained?

Hi, uh, Xanthe. I am Dr. O'Neill.

Uh, so sorry, what has brought you in today?

Horrific abdominal pain

and, before you ask, no, it's not better with painkillers,

no, I don't have a fever, no abnormal bleeding.

And super-intense nausea.

Uh, so, you've had this pain before?

Yeah, I was in last week with an endo flare,

but this just feels worse.

My GP's just so expensive and he just sends me home.

Oh. I've brought all my documents.

Okay. Uh, thank you.

All right.

Um...

Okay, uh, do you mind showing me where the pain is?

Yeah. It's, like, there.

I'm just gonna have a feel, if that's all right.

[Xanthe] Yeah.

[Xanthe breathes sharply]

Okay. Uh, is there any chance you could be pregnant?

No. [Laughs] No way.

We're gonna run a urine test and maybe some blood tests.

- I'm not pregnant. - I understand.

We have to make sure. Protocol.

Um, I've got a few other questions

that I wanted to ask you.

[Samuel] Ohh! Fuck, man!

Fuck!

- Where are you going? - Uh, I need a...

I need an ortho on wing defence.

Not without an X-ray

and surprise, surprise, they're backed up.

He's not a priority.

It's a priority because he's doing my fucking head in.

- Oh, good morning, Gloria. - Josh.

- Oh, this netballer needs to... - [Samuel] Come on!

Dr. Wall.

Dr. Seufale.

[Samuel] This place is a fucking joke!

Um, anything that either of you need to get off your chest?

[Josh] Yes, actually.

Jimmy won't party with me after work today

and it's really hurt my feelings.

Okay, Josh, I meant work complaints

'cause you know you can come directly to me,

yeah, rather than an anonymous HR system.

[Josh] Yes, ma'am. Noted.

- [Gloria] Yeah? - Thank you, Doctor.

- Okay? - [Jimmy] Yeah.

Thank you. Thanks.

- What? - What was that?

- No idea, man. [Clears throat] - Okay.

Knock, knock. Hey, wing defence.

We just have Robert who's gonna take you to X-ray, all right?

- [Samuel] Finally! - Let's go, wing defence.

- [Curtis] Jimmy. - Dr. Parker.

I've been thinking about your heart.

I think it does need more investigation.

Honestly, I'm feeling great. Top of my game.

Hey, if you need any cover today,

I'm over-caffeinated and happy to stick around.

Copy that.

- Thanks, mate. - Thanks, mate. [Inhales deeply]

[Ellie] Can I run that ED patient I saw by you?

- Talk to me. - Xanthe Mills, 28.

Acute on chronic abdominal pain

with associated bloating and nausea.

Suspected endo awaiting follow-up with the gynae clinic.

Uh, presented a couple of times in the past few months

with flares.

[Pip] Uh, beta HCG? Recent ultrasound?

[Ellie] HCG negative. Uh, yes, she had one two weeks ago.

No endometriomas or other concerns. Grossly normal.

Well, give her some painkillers

and see if we have move up her gynae clinic appointment.

Uh, but what if it's not just another endo flare?

Could I order her a CT scan or ultrasound?

Yeah, but didn't you just say she had one?

She doesn't need it.

- Occam's razor. - [Ellie] What?

It means that the simplest solution

is usually the right one.

Yeah, what the nurse said.

Common things are common. Let's go.

- You're leading. - Really?

Absolutely not.

But you can assist.

Hey, so, what are we doing?

You want a big brekky? Bottomless mimosas?

Uh, no.

I'm going to go home,

eat a burger, go to sleep.

[Josh] No, we've got to hang out.

We've just done a week of night shifts.

We've got to get munted.

Honestly, I can't, eh?

- What? - Yep.

You're really gonna tell the guy

who just got slapped by his dad at work

that you don't want to hang out with him?

Huh? What do you want to do?

You want to get drunk? Get laid? Oh, wait.

I don't want to do any of those things.

Hello.

Put that down. Are you serious?

Yeah, just get a bit buzzed.

You know, we'll have a drink and seven

and explore each other's bodies.

Then we can, I don't know, go to Yosef's terrible party.

Huh?

It'll be fun. Come on.

Hey.

As long as you hold my hand every step of the way.

That's a bit gay, isn't it? [Laughs]

[Curtis] Oi! Time to be heroes.

Stephens and Chang have called in sick.

Can you cover their shift for a couple of hours?

[Jimmy] What, you need the both of us?

[Curtis] Come on, mate. There's no-one else.

Don't make me say please, please. Come on.

Are you kidding me?

We'll be fine. It's a tiny pill.

- This is all kinds of fucked up. - [Laughs] Yeah.

- It's gonna be so good. - Oh.

I'll tell Curtis we... we can't do it.

We've gotta go home. We're...

[Curtis] Come on, boyzos. Come on.

[Josh] Yes, sir.

Come on, big boy. You got this. It'll be fun.

[Retches]

Eyes are great.

You're gonna be fine. You look fine.

Whoo.

I just did night shift.

Did you just clock on? Exactly.

Exact... Exactly.

[Gloria] A routine incision

and drainage of a pilonidal abscess.

There we go.

Right, I hope you're not triggered by this.

It sounds like fun.

[Gloria] You've done it before?

A simpler one in ED.

Great. Okay, you're gonna be the primary operator.

I'm gonna watch

and you're gonna talk me through each step.

Mechanism?

Okay. Uh, pilonidal abscess.

Typical for hairier folks.

Loose hair falls into the crack,

creating, uh, friction and inflammation

which can then lead to, uh, infection.

[Gloria] Mm-hm.

So, I'm gonna make a small incision...

...over the most fluctuant area.

Mm-hm.

[Squelching]

Oh!

- [Kush snickers] - [Josef] Okay.

How are you enjoying the program, Yosef?

[Josef] Uh, I mean, I...I love it, but it's hard.

I'm gonna take a swab for culture.

And have you got any complaints?

You know, anonymous or otherwise?

Oh!

[Gloria chuckles]

Uh, no. No. I mean, sorry, me?

Respectfully, look at me.

I'm not the kind of person who's allowed to complain.

Thank you. Saline syringe to flush it out.

[Yosef grunts]

But, seriously, no complaints?

'Cause if... if, you know, if you've got a problem,

I'd rather you be honest with me and you can tell me.

I'd really like you to be honest.

Okay, I don't know who's complaining, okay?

It could be anybody.

Who doesn't have a problem with you?

You're terrifying.

We're mandated to report everything to you.

I mean, I'm a nervous wreck whenever you're around.

- [Gloria] Oof! - [Kush whistles]

[Gloria] Okay.

Sorry.

[Gags]

[Gloria] It's okay.

I'm gonna pack the wound with gauze.

Please.

[Yosef] Thank you.

Lisa and I are having a party tonight if you'd like to come.

- [Gloria] Sorry, what? - [Josef] No, sorry. Sorry.

I mean... I mean, you are welcome.

- [Gloria] To come to the party? - [Josef] Yes.

[Gloria] I'd really like to come to a party.

- [Grunts] - [Gloria] With you?

[Josef] Please don't come.

[Chuckles] Don't worry.

It's very much appreciated.

- RSVP no. - [Josef] Thank you.

[Tony] Where'd you learn to drive, mate?

Get off me, you bastard!

[Liam] Ew, ew, ew, ew.

[Josh] Ew, cops.

What are you fucking looking at?!

Yours.

What about Jimmy?

I'm busy. Plus he looks racist.

[Josh laughs] Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

Yeah, Josh has the drama queen.

Okay. You're buying me a drink after this, by the way.

[Tony] What's wrong with youse?!

Haven't you seen a fucking drunk before?

[Josh] Curtis, you got a sec?

- Travelling, mate. - He needs a cuddle, huh?

- I think he needs a rabies shot. - Probs. [Laughs]

Get off me, you fucking dog!

I'm gonna fucking smash you, Grayson. You wait.

You wait.

Hello, mate. Hello, mate. I'm Dr. Parker.

Tony-something. Iced to his eyeballs.

Now, Tony, we don't have a bed for you,

but we can look after you right here.

Dr. Wilson?

Yeah, Tony, can you tell us what happened?

[Spits] Why don't you ask this fucking dog?!

[Curtis] Very good. Josh?

Uh, yep. Drop him. 10 milligrams droperidol.

- Examine in five to 10. - Mia?

- [Curtis] You free for a drop? - Yeah.

Shouldn't there be two of you, mate?

[Grayson] She's over there.

Well, can she be over here?

Okay, now, the lovely nurse here

is gonna give you a little something to help you calm down.

[Tony] But I don't want anything.

[Curtis] It's just a little injection.

It's gonna take about two seconds.

- Are we ready? - Yeah.

Okay, one, two, three.

[Tony] Don't put your fucking junk on me, man.

What, you busy, mate? Come on.

- Yeah, big help, thank you. - [Curtis] There we go.

[Curtis] Just a tiny prick. All done, mate.

- [Mia] Drop in. - Thank you.

Oh, I thought a junkie would enjoy getting needles.

I'm gonna smash your fucking skull in!

- Dead man. - [Grayson] Busy day?

- I don't work here. - Oh, you're funny.

Oh, you're a bit of a joke yourself.

[Ellie] Oh, it's getting worse?

It hurts like it's stabbing.

Uh, okay. I will try and get you some painkillers.

Um, so your test results came back

and you've got some markers for inflammation,

but nothing dramatic,

and you're not pregnant!

I'm not making this up, Doctor.

- No, I know. - [Tony] Come here! Let me out!

It's just this is the point where you send me home,

tell me to manage my pain and see my GP again.

I am gonna try and organise some imaging for you and...

[Tony] You're dead. - [Josh] Be quiet, tiny man.

...see if there is a quieter place that you can wait.

Right.

[Tony] Let me out of these fucking handcuffs, bro! Come on!

Do people still wear heels to house parties?

I don't wanna look like everyone's daggy older sister.

I want to order a pelvic CT for Xanthe, but Pip won't let me.

- [Tony] Let me out! - At least she talks to you.

[Ellie] I think the endometriosis

could be a red herring.

What if it's not gynaecological at all?

It could be inflammatory bowel disease, diverticulitis,

something vascular even.

Boss's call, babe.

Believe women, babe.

Yeah, I'm just looking to organise a scan for...

You've never booked a sneaky scan before, have you?

Uh, no.

Maybe don't bark orders down the phone.

A little bit of a flirt and a giggle goes a long way.

You think?

I want nothing to do with it.

Hi. Radiology?

[Laughs] Yeah, sorry, I think we must have been cut off.

[Giggles]

[Sneaky music]

[Samuel] How long you gonna be?

Fucking Christ!

Hi! Mal?

Um, how are you going?

[Mal] Shitty.

X-ray's on the fritz. ED won't stop calling.

They're acting like I want it to be fritzing out.

Newsflash, I don't.

That is so annoying. [Laughs]

And this fucking netballer thinks

that I am purposely bad at my job,

Which is only correct, like, half of the time.

- [Giggles] - [Samuel] Fucking Christ!

Cool tattoo!

It's, um... It's cybersigilism.

Cool. Wow. [Giggles]

So intricate.

[Ellie laughs]

So, are you just here for a chat or...

Uh, I actually need to rush through a CT pelvic abdo.

If there's any chance you could... squeeze one in?

Well, um, that X-ray's

not getting fixed anytime soon, so...

You are the best. [Laughs]

- [Mal] Thanks. - Thank you.

[Samuel] When are we gonna get this scan done already?

[Intriguing music]

How you doing, princess? You good?

Onwards to oblivion, man.

Shh, shh. Head... head forward.

Just look straight for me.

Drugs have kicked in.

Thank you, Detective Holmes.

- [Equipment beeps nearby] - It's Grayson.

And I'm a constable.

Read a book, Constable Grayson.

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, I, um... I needed you. Can you check this for me?

Uh... sure.

Um, what are you worried about?

Um, I just don't wanna over prescribe,

because he's in remission.

Um, okay.

Yeah. No other drugs. 200 milligrams. Take with food.

- Looks perfect. - Great. Thank you so much.

I just needed an opinion from someone I trust.

[Ellie] Aww.

- Are you okay? - Hmm?

Do you want me to check your...

No, no, no, no, no, I'm good.

- I'm good. No, it's fine. - Okay.

[Whispers] It's all right. I really need to pee.

[Ellie] Okay.

[Indistinct P.A. announcement]

[Exhales sharply]

[Tense music]

[Door squeaks]

[Door closes]

[Tense music continues]

- [Door clicks] - [Josh] Hello?

- Oh, jeez! - Oh, my God, you're hiding.

I'm not hiding.

- What's up with your heart? - [Door closes]

Nothing.

Actually, can you check it, please?

You always this paranoid on molly? Shirt up.

[Clears throat]

I'm never taken MDMA before.

[Josh] No! I've corrupted you.

Yeah, and I've, uh, kind of...

- [Josh] Shh! Shh, shh. - Yep, yep, yep, yep.

[Josh] What?

I've kind of got this heart thing.

Oh, a broken heart?

It's long QT.

- You've got long QT? - Yep.

- Seriously? - Yeah.

Jimmy, you should not be taking molly.

- You gave it to me! - Yeah, yeah.

But I didn't know you had a fucked-up heart. Come on.

[Josh] Shh.

Well, at least if something goes bad, we are in a hospital.

- Fuck! - No, no, no, just kidding.

- Ha-ha! Ha-ha-ha-ha! - [Water runs]

- [Jimmy] Come on. - Your heart's perfect.

I think that idiot cop is hot. Ha!

You think everybody is hot.

Yeah, but there's something about men who annoy me.

I just wanna... [Grunts] You know? [Laughs]

I'm pretty sure there's a diagnosis for that.

Yeah, let's not unpack it.

Hey, this is fun. You're sweaty.

- I just washed my face. - This is fun!

- Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! - [Laughs weakly]

- Okay. - Yeah.

- We've got this. - Yeah, back to work.

[Upbeat music]

[Jimmy exhales]

- Good? - [Mouths words]

Hi, Mal. It's Ellie again. [Giggles]

Thank you so much for squeezing me in.

I was just wondering, could I get a verbal report on that CT?

Okay. Uh, should we wait until the formal?

All right, thanks.

- Shit. - What?

CT's unremarkable.

Okay, so let it go.

No, I made her a promise.

Don't double down.

I'm gonna keep her in until morning,

see if anything pops up on the formal.

[Exhales] I wouldn't.

[Ellie] Can you give Pip her coffee?

Oh, yeah, that's exactly what she needs,

to see me in more of a service role.

Step up. Demand her attention. You are a good doctor.

I am a good doctor, Goddamn it.

- [Button beeps] - Oh!

- [Elevator door opens] - Shitty waitress, good doctor.

[Ellie] Xanthe, we're gonna keep you in overnight

just to get this pain flare under control,

and if anything changes in that time,

we can always do more investigations.

Really? I was sure you were just gonna send me home.

I'm not gonna send you home until we figure this out, okay?

[Phone buzzes]

[Ellie] You smoke?

[Xanthe] Oh, I'm quitting.

It's just the only thing that sparks joy at the moment.

Um, I will check in with you soon, okay?

[Xanthe] Okay.

Oh!

[Josh pounds keys]

[Josh] Yes, Constable Grayson?

Got any books?

Oh. [Clicks fingers] This is a hospital.

You're thinking of a library.

Well, my hand hurts.

- Show me. - [Chair castors rattle]

[Velcro rips nearby]

[Josh] Ahh.

Yes.

I see the issue.

- Really? - Uh-huh.

Yep. But I can't do hand stuff here.

[Grayson] Well, where can you do it?

I'll show you. This way, sailor.

Going somewhere, Doctor?

Wouldn't you like to know?

[Pulsating music]

Excuse me? Do you have any gum?

[Josh] Ooh. Oh! Huh.

[Laughs]

Ohhh.

Ohhh.

[Laughs]

[Pulsating music continues]

[Sighs]

[Keyboard clacks]

[Jimmy] Liam. We're getting it done, baby. [Laughs]

Okay.

- Where is Josh? - Great question.

[Tony] Doc! Doc!

Doc! Come here.

[Liam] Go. Can you...

- Hey, come here. Come here. - [Jimmy] Yeah.

- Come here. - Yeah.

Hey, Doc, what are you on,

hospital supply or you got your own stash?

Just joy of life.

Come on, Doc.

Joy of life, brother. Joy of life.

Don't play me, Doc. Don't play me, Doc.

I'm not playing anyone.

I can see it in your eyes, Doc. Can you help me out?

- Can you let go of me, please? - Come on, Doc.

Can you let go of me, please?

Okay, can you let go of me, please?

- Argh! - [Jimmy groans]

[Tense music]

[Jimmy groans]

[Tony speaks indistinctly]

[Liam] Call security.

[Liam] You right?

- [Tony speaks indistinctly] - Okay.

[Curtis] Where the fuck... Where the fuck are the cops?

[Liam] Jimmy? Jimmy, look at me.

- [Jimmy groans] - [Curtis] Okay. Yep.

- [Door closes] - [Curtis] Yeah, yeah.

[Curtis] Okay.

What... what... what's going on?

Let's get him to the resus, please.

What's happened? What's happened? Where you going?

- Get some oxygen into him. - [Liam] Mia.

[Curtis] Can we get his cuffs off, please?

You can do something now. Thank you very much.

Jimmy? Jimmy, you all right?

- [Jimmy groans] - What's going on?

- Where the hell have you been? - Sorry.

[Josh] Curtis? Curtis! What...

[Curtis] Tilt your head back. I'll just get this out.

Oi!

So have you got any pain, other than your face?

[Jimmy speaks nasally] Uh... uh... no.

You dizzy?

[Jimmy grunts] No.

Good. Just shouldn't have got so close, that's all.

Well, there should have been two cops on him.

[Jimmy] Yeah. [Chuckles]

[Inhales deeply]

Oh.

Yeah. Fuck.

Shouldn't have got so close, you fucking idiot. [Laughs]

Jimmy, are you on something?

No. No, no, no.

I, um... [Clears throat]

...just... just got headbutted, Curtis.

But are you high? Are you on something?

It was an accident.

[Sighs]

Okay, we finished the shift.

You called us back in, okay?

[Curtis] Oh, mate.

Just go and pack up your stuff and go home.

- No, no, no. I can do the shift. - No, no, go home.

I can finish the shift, Curtis.

You can do the shift?

- Look at yourself. - [Jimmy laughs]

Fuck.

Shit, that's not good, eh?

- No. - [Jimmy laughs]

Jimmy, this is a hospital ward.

Everyone's gonna know about this in about five minutes.

I can't hide it.

And you've put me in the position

where I've gotta go and tell Gloria.

Where are your brains?

Ohhh.

I don't know. I don't know. [Chuckles]

I mean, you worked your arse off to get to this place.

You've got incredible potential

and something like this could ruin everything for you.

[Jimmy] Mm.

I can't believe you're such a monumental fucking idiot.

- Okay, I get it. - No, no.

I don't think you do get it.

You know what they're gonna say about this?

That it's reckless behaviour.

And that's not just on you. That's on everyone in this ward.

- Is that what you want? - No.

I'd rather be a cranky old reg at a shitty hospital.

You think I want to be having this conversation?

So, pack up your stuff,

piss off home and pull your fucking head in.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

[Pip] Buzz that bleeder.

[Flesh squelches]

- [Pip] Did you get it? - [Ellie] Yep, got it.

Superstar. You barely even need me here.

I'm happy to close up if you like?

Did you discharge that girl?

Uh, Xanthe's CT looks clean,

but her formal report won't be back until morning.

Sorry, you ordered a CT?

Yeah, she had raised inflammatory markers and nausea.

Maybe it's not a gynae issue.

She needs a full work-up.

Um, I'm thinking maybe a clot.

She smokes and is on the pill,

so an angio would probably cover it.

If it's a not a gynae issue, then it's not our problem.

Leave her to ED

and they can call the surgeons if they're worried.

I mean, let them fry her ovaries over a hunch,

but I'm assuming that's not something that you want to do?

- No, Pip. - No, Pip.

Don't order investigations without talking to me again.

[Surgical instruments clink]

- [Pip] Excuse me. - [Lisa] Sorry.

[Ellie] Hey, Mal! It's Ellie. [Giggles]

Hey, look, there's no chance you'd be able to organise

an urgent CT angio for me, is there?

Oh, you're the best. I owe you one.

Oh, shit. Ellie O'Neill's in her bad-girl era.

[Ellie] I am just trusting my gut.

[Palm fronds rustle]

[Jimmy] Gloria's gonna be so mad.

Well, they can't get rid of us. They need us.

Besides, you're her favourite.

- No, I'm not. - Yeah, you are.

[UK accent] Tell me that... that... that... that you lot

wouldn't have fun in the sack...

Bro, don't talk about her like that.

[Regular accent] No?

No!

- What? - No fucking way.

I thought it was the uppity little redhead, but...

What are you talking about?

[UK accent] Jimmy, are you..are you...

are you fucking shagging the teacher, are you?

Oh, Josh.

This is fucking spectacular, this is. Are you still?

No. It's... It... It was...

It's not like that. It's... it's over.

- It doesn't really... - No, James.

You're heartbroken.

- No! - I'm not heartbroken.

His QT-riddled old heart is broken into a million pieces.

You were fucking into her. Were you in love with her?

Were you? It's okay. It's okay, baby. Hey.

Hey, hey, you tell a soul,

I swear I'll leave your body in this water.

Oh, Jimmy, no, please. We're brothers in medicine.

Please, I mean you no harm and I would never hurt you.

But tonight, I need you to do one favour for me. Listen.

- One fucking favour, yeah? - What is it?

Tonight, I'm gonna need you to fucking send it, mate.

Ahh! We should take another pill.

- Let's fucking go. - Let's fucking go!

[Laughs]

Hey, Mia, what's happening?

Oh, that? Uh, sandalwood.

[Upbeat music]

Come on.

[Upbeat music continues]

That's pretty good.

[Knock at door]

[Lisa] Come on. I'm not drinking alone.

Yep. Yep. D-don't come in.

[Lisa] I won't.

I'm not doing anything.

- [Guests chatter] - [Dance music plays]

- Hello! - Hey.

[Lisa gasps] You came!

- Thanks for having us. - Hey.

Do you have a corkscrew anywhere, by the way?

If you want wine, we've got goon bags down there.

[Kush laughs] That's hilarious.

Are you with Kush?

Uh, no, I don't... I don't know.

He's... intense.

[Josh] Lisa's house, mate, no!

[Jimmy] Ohh.

- I've missed something. - Oh, my God.

- What happened to your face? - Sick, right?

Jimmy had a run-in with a felon.

And I won.

You have an eye patch in your backpack?

Hey, where do you keep your, uh, decanter?

Because I can't find it anywhere.

Your kitchen's so disorganised.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Yeah, my decanter.

Where did I put my decanter? Let me look.

All right. Um, back in a sec, babe.

[Josh] Wait, did he call you 'babe'?

[Jimmy] Decanter?

What is he, like, 50?

You babe. Who's...

- [Josh] I'm missing something! - [Jimmy] Anyways...

- Hey. - Hey.

Are you okay?

I'm good. Yeah, I'm fine.

[Electronic dance music plays]

Holy shit.

Hello.

- [Lisa] Oh, my God. - Did you know about this?

[Lisa gasps] What?

- A Yosef thirst trap? - Yeah.

[Mia] It's kind of doing something for me.

Yeah, you could teach that boy a thing or two.

[Mia] Yeah.

[Lisa] I'm gonna make it happen.

[Mia] Okay, but... subtle.

I am the queen of subtlety.

- Whatever... - Yosef!

Mia needs a house tour.

I mean, it's a pretty small apartment.

Give Mia a house tour. [Clears throat]

Uh., yes, ab... absolutely.

I-I live here, so I can show you around.

Yep.

- Oh. Ooh! - [Yosef clears throat]

[Mia] Someone's been working out, Yosef.

[Yosef] I have, actually. [Laughs]

What are you doing out here? It's a party!

[Josh] Sorry.

[Electronic dance music continues]

You kids call this a party?

Mama needs to dance!

[All cheer]

[Electronic dance music plays]

[Josh] I'll explain later.

[Lisa] Wait, so he gave you head?

Yeah, but I didn't give it back to him, so it doesn't count.

And this is all because

everyone saw your dad smack you on your bum?

No, hey, just 'cause... just 'cause you're mad

that you're not getting any doesn't mean...

- I could get some. - Could you?

- Yeah! - Could you?

- Yeah. - Okay. Watch this.

[Josh] Hey, Nic! Nic?

Yeah.

Do you want to kiss Lisa? [Laughs]

[Nicola] I don't know.

Does Lisa want to kiss me?

Um...

Well, that is a good question.

Okay. Boring.

Uh, Nic, do you want to kiss me?

Yeah, fuck it, why not?

[Guests chatter and laugh]

Okay, we get it. Everybody's bi.

[Electronic dance music continues]

[Door opens]

[Yosef] I don't normally wear floral.

Oh, Yosef.

[Laughs] A bit messy.

[Laughs]

[Door closes]

Wow.

Oh. Yeah, yeah.

Wow. You're full of surprises.

- Am I? - Yeah.

[Yosef] Um...

Well, I think you're very...

...very good at your job.

- [Mia] Mmm. - [Yosef clears throat]

How does that make you feel?

Um, you know, very supported.

Professionally, of course.

Okay. Um...

Uh, and, uh, what about personally?

Personally?

Um...

Yeah, personally I'd say... good.

Yeah.

[Mia] Yosef?

Mm-hm.

Can I kiss you?

Yes, please.

[Tender music]

[Tender music continues]

- [Guests cheer] - [Electronic dance music]

[Ellie] Hey.

You're not gonna join us?

What, you and Kush looking for a third?

[Laughs]

Uh, can't say we've had that chat yet.

Yeah, well...

...he's fun.

Fun guy.

- Why are you being so weird? - I'm not being weird.

I'm good, I'm great.

Are you high?

I don't know. Maybe.

Jesus, Jimmy!

With your heart, that is so stupid.

Okay, thank you, Doc,

but I got this.

- Oh, you've got this? - Mm-hm.

[Scoffs] Jimmy, you just found out

you might not be able to be a surgeon and now you're what?

Taking drugs and rolling the dice?

Why do you care, Ellie?

You get to be this brilliant surgeon.

Not me. No, no. I've got the heart thing. Not me.

May as well be a complete fuck-up.

[Sniffles]

- That's not fair. - Mm.

Better get back to your simp boyfriend.

[Electronic dance music plays]

Oh, yum!

Finally.

- Can we go? - Yeah.

[Siren wails]

[People chatter and laugh]

- [Woman] Oh, my God! - [Man] Did you see that?

[Man 2 laughs] Oh, wow!

Hey, Ellie?

Ellie?

Hey. Pulled-pork toastie for you.

Wow!

It's better than the shit that they serve down there.

[Laughs] Oh, and I got you a cap.

I thought you might be a cap girlie.

Thanks.

- You're not a cap girlie? - Uh, uh, no.

This is... This is great.

- Okay, cool. - Thank you.

[Phone buzzes]

Hey, Mal.

[Mal] Hey, uh, Xanthe went into surgery last night.

You were right.

- What? - Good catch.

- Shit. - What?

My God, I was right. I was right.

[Kush] About what?

[Waves crash]

Hey.

You look cool with the black eye.

What can I say? I've been blessed.

Hmm!

You're blessed they don't drug-test the staff.

Half of us would be sent home.

Really?

When I was your age,

I was studying for my neurosurgery exams.

- Neurosurg? - Yep.

What happened?

The long and the short of it is that

I botched a surgery and I didn't feel very good about it.

Had a girlfriend at the time who had a hook-up

and we started using.

What?

Heroin.

Shit.

Then my boss cottoned on. He kicked me out.

Kept using for a couple of years,

falling in and out of jobs.

Not my finest time.

How'd you turn it around?

N.A.

And the ocean.

And Gloria.

She had this demented idea that everyone gets a second chance.

Yep.

That being said,

you are in very, very big trouble with her today.

Yeah, I deserve it.

[Gloria] I mean, what the fuck were you thinking?

Do you have any concept of what you've done?

Taking illegal drugs on duty whilst caring for patients?

It's not just negligent. It's dangerous.

I have never seen such blatant disregard

for patient safety.

And from interns under my supervision.

To be fair, we took the drugs after our shift.

- We were run off our feet. - And then we got called back in.

And... and the patient's drop must have worn off

while I was attending to the police officer.

Attending to? Is that what we call it now?

There's nothing we could have done about that.

These are human beings

whose lives are literally in your hands.

[Josh] Well, we can't be the first doctors

to ever work under the influence.

What are you gonna do?

[Gloria] Um...

...well, I should... I should fire you.

No, you need us.

[Chuckles]

- What, do you find this funny? - [Josh laughs]

It's just that you're talking about firing an intern

when you're fucking an intern.

It's a bit messy. I wouldn't want it to get out.

- That's all. - [Tense music]

[Jimmy] Just don't treat me any differently.

[Gloria] And what does that mean?

You know what it means.

[Chuckles softly]

Right, I've had enough of you. Come with me now.

...really located a good placement...

[Knocks] Hey, have you, um, got a minute?

Uh, not really. What's up?

I've been having sexual relations with an intern.

Not with me.

No, not with him.

And it's over and there is absolutely no excuse.

Um, it was unprofessional and unethical.

And I'm willing to face any consequence

that comes my way for what I've done.

For fuck's sake.

There, nothing to hide now.

I would also recommend that Josh Wilson be taken off the program

with immediate effect.

Whoa.

Gloria, you... you make that call, not me.

What the fuck? What is this?

Some pathetic attempt at revenge

after you were having an affair with my dad?

I tried with you. I really tried.

I wanted you to be a success.

What have I done that Jimmy hasn't?

Blackmail.

Which in my book is a character flaw that is irredeemable.

[Tense music]

You said it's my decision?

- [Anita] Yeah. - Yeah.

So, yeah, so, uh, you're...

you're... you're off the program.

[Tense music]

[Tense music climaxes]

[Josh exclaims]

[Music stops]

Josh. That was brutal, huh?

You still have a job.

Right?

Turns out screwing the boss still has its perks.

[Locker door slams]

[Pip] More suction, please.

[Ellie] Yes.

[Suction hisses]

[Ellie] I can't believe I was right about Xanthe.

I just...

I saw her cigarettes

and I thought about the fact that she was on the pill

and wondered about clots.

And then a clot in the SMV.

It's like super rare, right?

I just... I had to trust my gut and I was right.

[Pip] Hmm. And I was wrong?

Oh, uh, no. Sorry. You were super busy.

[Pip] No, I was wrong when I called you superstar.

I should have said supernova.

[Ellie] Sorry, what?

[Pip] Oh, you don't know as much about astronomy

as you do about medicine?

[Ellie] Um, no, I don't.

[Pip] A supernova is a colossal explosion of a star.

Last night, Ellie O'Neill, you supernova'd.

[Nurse] Dr. Matessi?

Pre-eclamptic in room 3 is getting jittery.

[Pip] Right. [Sighs]

[Surgical instrument clinks on tray]

Finish up without ordering a scan, if you can manage that.

You'll supervise, won't you, Lisa?

[Lisa] Yes, Pip.

[Doors open]

[Doors close]

[Ellie] Okay, let's swap.

Closing the sheath.

[Nurse] Wait. We haven't done the sponge count.

- Ellie. - [Ellie] Suture.

One moment.

[Nurse] First count.

One, two, three...

[Ellie breathes heavily]

[Nurse] ..four, five, six, seven, eight, nine.

- [Ellie breathes heavily] - There should be 10.

[Ellie] Count again, please.

Ellie, stop.

[Nurses] One, two, three,

four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine.

[Lisa] Uh, check the instrument table.

Check the floor. Check the floor.

Nothing?

- Nothing? - [Nurse] Nothing.

- It could still be inside. - It's not inside!

Ellie, undo the sheath.

- Is everything okay? - Yes, everything's fine.

We're just finishing up.

We're just doing our final sponge count.

There's nothing to worry about.

- Call Dr. Matessi. - Don't call Dr. Matessi.

Ellie, undo the sheath now.

Now.

- [Ellie] Scissors. - [Lisa] Ellie, stop.

- Ellie. - [Instrument clatters]

[Lisa] Call Dr. Matessi.

Hey, can someone tell me what's happening?

[Kush] Normal procedure. Take a seat.

[Lisa] We're just looking for our final sponge.

It won't be long.

[Dramatic music]

[Lisa] Removing stitches.

[Flesh squelches]

I've got it. I've got it. I've found it.

Retrieving the sponge.

[Nurses] One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven,

eight, nine, 10.

Uh, I'm sorry. I don't understand what happened.

[Pip] I do.

You've been told you're brilliant your whole life.

You think you can trust your instincts,

but instincts without experience is just arrogance.

That's got you in trouble before, hasn't it?

So, from now on,

you just keep your instincts on a leash

and listen to your senior.

But I was right.

You ordered not one but two scans

without consulting anyone.

You admitted a patient you thought had a bowel pathology

under a gynaecologist.

You didn't even chase the scans

and I find out in a phone call at 3am

that a patient I didn't even know was mine

needed to go straight to theatre

while you were sound asleep in bed.

Yeah, you got it right,

but only 'cause you got lucky

and you shat this particular bed in the process.

The hierarchy is for patient safety.

You fucking follow it.

Now, stand up, wash your face

and go make sure Xanthe is under the surgeons

on her admission paperwork.

- Very nice work in there today. - Thank you, Pip.

You okay?

[Solemn music]