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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]