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♪ When the sun did rise this morning

♪ I got a change upon my mind

♪ I could hear my soul a-calling

♪ in my heart I know it's time

♪ 'Cause I'm a medicine woman

♪ I know the sparks are gonna fly

♪ whoa, woman

♪ For a cure of heart and mind

♪ ah, ah, ah

♪ 'Cause I'm a medicine woman

♪ I'm gonna look life in the eye

♪ Yes, I'm a medicine woman

♪ I know the sparks are gonna fly! ♪

Hey.

Hey.

Won't be much longer.

It's alright. I can come back. No, really, don't go. I'm done.

You should have come for a swim with me this morning.

- The water was beautiful. - Yeah. I slept in.

I know. Just like my little brothers.

They never want to get up either.

All yours, sleepyhead.

What?

It's your first day off

and you're going to spend it chained to a computer?

No. Sonny has offered to show me

a special part of the reef this afternoon.

Just wanted to share with my family.

It's a bit late, isn't it?

I tried earlier. They're still not answering.

- Well, maybe they're at dinner. - Yeah.

It's weird being on this side of the world.

Everything is just... upside down.

Hey. What's for breakfast?

Don't you ever eat at home?

If you're not doing anything this morning, why don't you come with us?

- Where are you going? - Up to the rainforest.

How do you feel about creepy-crawlies?

I share my room with a gecko and a stick insect.

We are going after whistling spiders.

- Do they really whistle? - Yeah, like this.

- Arggh! - I had, uh, tarantulas.

And they get really cranky when you don't handle them properly.

- What do you mean with 'cranky'? - They bite.

No, but they're awesome.

I mean, they've got this massive leg span and these mega fangs.

- Right, Gus? - Yeah.

Yeah.

What?

- Gus is not really a big fan of the spider. - Ok. Thanks for dobbing.

I don't believe you. You're not afraid of anything.

I didn't say I was afraid, though, did I?

I just have something seriously wrong with chicks

that have eight legs and eat their mates.

But they have this incredible insecticidal neurotoxin.

And it is venom to die for.

- Unfortunate choice of words. - So you want to come?

- Um, yeah. - I can come too.

I don't have school.

Weren't you doing a job for Toby today?

- That can wait. - No, it can't.

Because he pays you $10 an hour

and you owe me $89 in downloads.

Well, pay me to catch spiders, then.

How can I put this? No.

Alright, we're gonna go. Let's go. Ok.

'Bye.

Ah.

So how big is the colony?

Last time it rained, we found almost, what, 200 specimens?

- Yeah. - Whoa! That's a lot of spiders.

It flushed them right out of their Burrows.

They must like it up here, huh?

It's a good little neighbourhood.

If they get the munchies,

there is a smorgasbord right on their doorstep.

But what's interesting is that they haven't always been on this island.

How did they get here?

- Parachute. - Yeah, right.

No, it's true. Tell her, Gus.

Mygalomorph spiderlings disperse aerially

by ballooning over a long distance.

Now, can we please talk about something else?

It's not far to go now.

The spider colony is just on the other side.

- Coming? - Yeah, yeah.

After you.

What are you doing down there?

Making more room.

You don't need more room. You need a bigger boat.

You've got enough gear to run the bloody Navy.

You never know when you might need it.

Specially if you're doing something dodgy.

Instead of standing around making a nuisance of yourself,

what about you make me a cup of coffee?

- Are you gonna tell me what you're up to? - Black. No sugar.

Well, one thing I do know. You don't need all this gear to poach abalone.

And if you expect me to look out for you

when you're diving out there alone, then I've got a right to know.

You worry too much, old man.

Long as you don't get caught doing...

whatever it is you're doing.

I won't even ask you where the money's coming from

to pay for this stuff.

I thought you were staying for lunch.

Eat it yourself. Hope it chokes you.

I've got a date.

- Hey, Sonny. - Ah!

They don't like being dug out of their Burrows.

Yeah. Yep, yep.

Got him.

You're not so tough, are you, mate?

Now, the venom in those fangs,

that can kill insects, lizards, frogs, even cats and dogs.

- Wow! - Yeah.

- Just make sure the lid's nice and tight. - Yes, Gus. Nice and tight.

Ok, so, how many do we have now?

Uh, five. How many do we need?

Five's fine. Five's enough, surely. No, there should be six.

Uh... yeah. Yeah.

So one of them must have got a...

Gus...

No.

Don't move.

No. No.

Get it off me! Get it off me now!

Gus!

Gus?

Oh, no! Oh!

Are you ok?

No, I'm not ok.

- I've fallen into Gympie Stinger. - Stay still and don't touch it.

I'll go down. No!

Not unless you want to end up the same way.

This is all your fault.

And I am very, very sorry.

Forget sorry and just get me some help!

No!

Alright. Head forward.

Leave it, Livvy. Just let it ring.

Damn!

Ok, Jack.

Hey, it works. Course it works.

Who do you think you're dealing with, an amateur?

You can see in total darkness with this. It has gyro stabilisation.

Yeah, well, I need a steady picture

if I'm out there rocking and rolling.

Look at this - "navigation, collision avoidance,

man-overboard recovery,

"vessel-in-distress detection" and anti-terrorism".

About the only thing it doesn't do is the dishes.

Alright. That's one hour.

Instead of paying me, can you take Freya and I out to see the reef?

You won't get far for 10 bucks, mate.

Well, I'll work the rest off.

Oh, you want credit now, do you?

Come on. She's been here for weeks and she's hardly seen anything.

Keep your money, mate. Sonny's beaten you to it.

Nobody told me.

There any reason why they should?

It's your mum.

How are you going?

How do you think?

I got stung many times by nettles back in Europe. They really hurt.

Yeah, not like this, you didn't.

Think stinging nettle and then think Jurassic version.

Ouch!

Ah!

Sorry.

- Just slow down! - Crawling.

Take it easy. We'll get you down.

Get away from me. Haven't you done enough damage today?

Gus.

How many times can I say that I'm sorry?

- Not enough. - At least let me help...

You can't help me. Just... everyone stay away from me.

Arggh!

- Gus. What's going on? - Don't touch me.

- He fell into a stinger bush. - Ouch!

Ask Sam why.

Oh, what happened here, a massacre?

- We've got a bleeder. - Oh.

Can we move him into the consult room and get the surgery ready?

What were you doing there? Catching spiders. It's my day off.

Hello! I'm in pain here!

Wait, wait - since when do students

get the day off to go spider hunting when doctors are still on duty?

Paracetamol.

Yeah, I'm on it.

Uh, what can I do?

We need hydrochloric acid, water and paper towels.

Lots of them.

Yeah.

Does he have to do this?

Apparently.

Oh, man. That is bad.

We get about six cases of this a year.

It's a common rainforest plant, but out of all the species,

the Gympie Stinger has the most nasty cocktail of poisons.

The neurotoxins that interfere

with the electrical activity of the nerves

are in those thousands of hollow silica hairs.

Have a look.

Which work like self-injecting hypodermic needles.

Puncturing his skin right through his clothes. Wow!

So we irrigate with a 30% hydrochloric acid stock

diluted to a 15% working solution.

To neutralise the stingers?

Destroy the protein base of the hairs.

Would everyone stop breathing on me, please?

Why can't we just give him a shot of something heavy-duty?

Because we have no idea how it'll react

to whatever else has been pumped into his bloodstream.

Ok, Gus, this is going to sting a bit. Are you ready?

- Oh, what a stupid question, Sam. - Of course I'm not ready.

- What are they doing in there? - You don't want to know.

How's that feel?

You've got magic hands.

The nasal spray I used helps constrict the blood vessels,

so you should only need the packing for another hour.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

Grab a seat there, and then we'll organize your follow-up appointment.

Just one more thing.

Don't suppose you'd like to go for a drink later?

That is very sweet of you, Brad, but, um... I never date patients.

Has the hydrochloric eased the pain?

Yeah, tiptop, Sam. Ready to kick arse.

The acid should have neutralized the stingers.

So we are ready to move on to the next stage.

Ok. Well, I'd start with the back. It won't hurt as much as other bits.

Gus, we're just going to need to wait for your body heat to soften the wax

so we can get a really good grip on the hairs.

You know, if it's any consolation, mate,

your skin is gonna be as smooth as a baby's bottom.

- Oh, does he have to be here? - Come on, Gus.

Body builders wax themselves all the time. It can't be that bad.

What?

Was I being insensitive?

Do you really need to ask? Have you ever had a Brazilian?

Or a Hollywood?

That's your choice.

Excuse me. Alright, so that should be ready.

Ok, Gus. On the count of three.

One...

- Are you ready? - Ready for what?

You said you'd help me with my homework.

- Oh, that was two days ago. - Yeah, well, now it's urgent.

Since when do you care about homework?

Since they said they're gonna fail me

if I don't finish it by this afternoon.

I need to stick around here.

But we have a class today.

I'm not going.

Uh... you're being weird.

What's so weird about taking a day off school once in a while?

You never skip school. That's me. I'm the one who wags.

Look, I want to do some research.

Gympie Stinger? I can tell you all about that.

My dad's seen it lots of times.

He says it's the worst kind of pain you can imagine.

No, no, no. Stop, stop, stop. I need a break. I need a break.

Gus, the sooner we get them out, the sooner you'll get some relief.

I feel like a lab rat. I mean, does everyone have to be in here?

Can't I have a little bit of privacy? I can manage.

Ok. Show's over.

Everyone out.

Except for Livvy. Hey, Sam.

There's six spiders in the lab that need milking.

Or is that five?

Oi. What happened to you?

Oh, Sonny, I'm so sorry.

I...Forgot.

Forgot? What are you trying to do, break an old man's heart?

Can we still go snorkeling? Yeah. Everything's in the moke.

Hey, Freya, get going before something else happens.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Yeah, yep. We'll look after things here. You go have a good time.

- Come through. - Come on, let's go. Come on.

Freya?

Are you not gonna stick around and see what happens with Gus?

Livvy takes care of him.

Yeah, but he's in the worst pain imaginable.

I've done a lot of research for you.

Horses have gone so crazy, they've jumped off cliffs.

Well, he's lucky that Gus isn't a horse. Come on, let's go.

Hey, I can come with you. I'm not doing anything today.

I'll see you later, Jack.

- What's going on with Jack? - Nothing.

Oh, Sonny, come on. Have I done something wrong?

Course you haven't.

All those hormones running amok.

He doesn't need any encouragement to get a crush.

I think of Jack as a little brother.

It didn't occur to me that he doesn't... think of...

Oh! Oh!

Ah, he'll get over it.

You're out here to relax and enjoy yourself.

You're right.

It's nice to get away from the clinic for a while.

Don't let anyone make you feel guilty about taking time off.

You deserve it. You work hard.

By 'anyone', you mean Rick?

- Thought you two were getting on fine. - Oh, so did I.

- He obviously got a problem with me. - Nah. It's not personal.

No, my bet is he got ridden pretty hard when he was a student.

But then he should know how it feels and give me a break.

He can be a bit of a ratbag sometimes.

Uh, ratbag. What's that?

Oh, nothing good, love. You know, full of yourself.

Don't think about anybody else, just out for what you can get.

'Ratbag'. That's a super word. Rick's a ratbag. I like it.

You're a right little stirrer, you are.

How much longer is Freya staying?

Well, her placement is for six months. So you work that out.

It's not very long.

Some rotations are only three.

But she could come back, though, couldn't she?

Yeah. One day, maybe, yeah.

Why?

Just asking.

Eventually, she'll probably want to go home.

Can't do tropical medicine in Germany.

Peter. Peter... Curtis.

What?

I had a crush on Peter in year 12.

He was the dux of the school, and I'd won the chemistry prize,

so, of course, everybody thought that we were made for each other.

- I don't think I want to hear this. - He used to drive me home from school.

And then we'd jump into the back seat and... you know, we'd hold hands.

- No! It's too much information. - I thought that he was so cute.

Is there a point to this?

Until I kissed him.

He had the worst breath.

Jack, we've all had a thing for someone.

Oh, that is pathetic!

Couldn't you do any better than that?

I'll be back.

Gus.

Look at this.

You normally get more venom than that, don't you?

Go away and let me die in peace.

You can die later. I need to know. Why are they holding out on me?

They hate you because you played a mean trick on me.

I'm sorry.

I'm very, very sorry.

But now I need some advice. Please?

Blow on 'em. Hey?

Blow on them. They don't like the wind for some reason.

It makes them angry.

Oh, we want angry. Angry's good.

Thanks!

- Ok. - Alright.

Come on, baby, give it up.

That's it.

That's it.

Gus is a genius.

Better go back in there and tell him.

No. He'll get a big head.

Do you want to give me a hand with the next one?

Yeah, sure.

Might help keep your mind off other things.

So your mother's German and your father's an American?

- Oil executive? - Yep.

That's why our family moved so many times.

Oh, so you're a gypsy.

You get used to it.

No tears? No regrets?

Sometimes. Mmm.

So now you know all about my family. What about yours?

Oh, well, I haven't got one. Not officially anyway.

I mean...

I was stoned for two decades. How do you expect me to remember?

- Oh, my God! What happened to you? - Shark.

Took a few nibbles of my board, didn't like it,

then he had a go at me.

Looks like he had a good go at you, huh?

Yeah, well.

I never did surf again.

Professionally anyway.

That must have been hard, to lose your dream.

Hell, no.

Sonny.

Well... maybe I felt sorry for myself for a bit, but...

No. If it hadn't happened, I'd have never ended up here.

Probably would have sat around

smoking too much weed and going to the devil.

Come on, fraulein. Let's have a look at this reef.

Ah!

What do you reckon?

It's terrific.

Thank you so much for bringing me out here.

One of the most beautiful things I've ever seen.

The only natural wonder that you can see from space.

- Truly? - Yeah.

- Wow! - I've been up there.

- You've been up there? - Yeah. In the shuttle.

You're pulling my leg!

Can't see any more stingers.

Think it's time for the lignocaine.

Those are the sweetest words I've ever heard.

Ohh...

Has anyone ever told you you've got magic hands?

Not in the last one hour and 45 minutes.

- The bleeder guy, right? - That's the one.

Bet he hit on you.

He asked me out for a drink.

Are you going?

I told him it would be unprofessional.

Good work.

And besides, I'll be on duty,

looking after you.

Mmm.

Oh! That was unbelievable!

How about that big Cod and those cute little clownfishes?

Sonny?

Sonny!

Sonny?

Sonny?

Sonny!

Sonny, can you hear me? Sonny!

Sonny? Sonny, can you hear me?

Sonny?

Come...

Sonny?

Oh!

Sonny? Sonny!

Sonny?

You gonna get that?

Rick?

Hope island clinic. Dr Rick.

Whoa, whoa. Who is this? Freya!

Freya. Speak English.

I need to talk to Sam. It's Sonny.

Yeah. Um, Sam?

Sonny's in trouble.

- Who is it? - It's Freya.

- Freya, what's happened? - Sam, Sonny is in trouble.

Just slow down.

He passed out while we were snorkeling.

I managed to get him to shore.

What are his vitals? His breathing is shallow.

And his heart rate is elevated.

Is he conscious?

Altered level of consciousness responding to pain.

He comes to for a moment, then he's out again, Sam.

I don't know what to do.

Ok. I need my bag and the resus pack. Freya, Sonny is a type 2 diabetic.

His blood sugar levels have dropped.

Get me the glucometer and the glucagon pen. It's in the fridge.

Ok, he's having a hypoglycaemic event.

Can you get some sugar into him?

Chocolate, soft drink, anything sweet.

Yes.

Rick, throw in a D5W. We might need to put a peripheral line in.

Freya, we are on our way. You just need to keep doing what you're doing.

Ok.

Ok, Rick. Let's go.

Sonny?

Sonny. You need to drink this.

Sonny!

You need to drink it. Come on, Sonny.

That's it. That's it.

Sonny. Here you go.

Swallow it.

Sonny?

Sonny, can you hear me?

Ok, we're gonna give you some oxygen.

Here you go.

Need to take some deep breaths.

Sonny.

He's out of it.

Check his blood sugar.

Freya!

Blood sugar.

Hey. Doing really well.

Ok?

How low is it?

1.5.

Right, we're gonna need the stretcher.

I've got this. You did a good job, ok?

How the hell did you manage that?

He must weigh almost two of you.

Not in the water.

Yeah, but pulling him out, dragging him all the way up the beach...

Sonny? Gonna have a little bit of a sharp stab here, mate.

Ok.

Ok.

Sonny? Hey.

You haven't been testing yourself, have you?

No.

Crazy old man.

Try and get some sleep.

I'll be back later on to put some more cream on.

You won't forget me?

No, Gus, I won't forget you.

She drives like a bloody lunatic.

- He has not stopped whingeing. - He must be feeling better, then.

Would you stop making such a bloody fuss?

I've told you. I'm not staying here. I'm sleeping in my own bed.

It is either here or the mainland hospital. Take your pick.

I've got a business to run.

Right, that is it. Into bed with you.

- Just stood up a bit fast. - Right, mate.

Your blood pressure's low. That's why you're dizzy.

How were you feeling before you passed out?

Bit funny.

I'm guessing that's not funny ha-ha.

- Don't be so smart. - I'm all out of patience with you.

This is the second time you have had an episode.

I am changing your medication.

I told you, I don't want anything to do

with something called lizard spit.

Sonny, it is a synthetic version of a protein from lizard's venom,

and it's far more effective than your current medication.

I...I can't bear the thought of giving myself injections.

Oh, don't be such a sook.

It is much easier than it's ever been.

They're having some really good

results with this - it'll stop you having all of these highs and lows.

And you might even lose some weight.

- I'll think about it. - No, you won't.

You'll do as you're told for a change.

Any further objections, you can leave them in writing on my desk.

Hey, hang on.

I want her in charge of me.

Me? But I'm a student.

I don't care.

Well... I do.

I've just heard you talk back to Sam. You're impossible.

Well, no-one's perfect.

If I'm going to look after you, and that's a big if,

you won't talk to me like that.

Fine.

Fine by me.

Go for it. Just give him hell.

Ok.

- How is he? - He's stable.

I won't be too long.

Toby?

Would you do me a big favour?

If I can.

Can you keep an eye on him?

Check and see if he's taking his medication, looking after himself?

- You want me to babysit him? - Well, someone has to.

What makes you think he'll, uh, listen to me?

- I know he's not your responsibility. - No, it's not that.

Like, I'll do what I can, but... He's a stubborn old bastard.

He's not gonna like someone looking over his shoulder.

He knows how close he came today.

If Freya hadn't have been there, we would have lost him.

I just hope that he comes to his senses.

Maybe.

You look like you could use an early night.

Yeah.

- Did I wake you? - No. Just dozing.

Nothing much else to do around here.

- Now there is. - Ooh.

Good man.

Brought you a change of clothes, a toothbrush

and a guilty conscience.

Oh, yeah? Fit all of that in there, did you?

I want you to stop worrying about what I might be doing.

Mate, I know you're up to something.

I just hope it's nothing that you're gonna regret.

Oh, God. You know me better than that.

Do I? Thought I did.

Alright, well, it's not drugs.

It's not abalone, and I'm not harming the reef.

Is it illegal?

Well, it depends on your point of view.

Oh, what's that supposed to mean?

It's all about risk and reward.

Can you go to jail for it?

- If you can't pay the fine. - How much is that?

Oh, well...

Let's just say...

..I've got it covered.

Alright?

He's quite cute, when he's asleep.

It's very tempting.

Don't you dare.

I'll come and check on you in a little while.

You'll come round and rub my back, right?

If you're lucky.

I can't leave you alone for a second.

Mum?

Hey. Come here and give me a hug.

Oh, now, come on. You agreed.

Birthdays and Christmas and special occasions.

- Sonny's gonna be ok, isn't he? - Yeah. He's gonna be fine.

It's just been a rough day.

Well, that was 10 birthdays worth. Or you could wipe my download debt.

No. Not a chance.

Come on. Finish it off.

Couple of more days of properly balanced food

and you won't know yourself, hm?

I thought this was supposed to be a 1-night gig.

Well, you are looking... good on paper.

Glucose leveling out, heart rate pretty much normal,

blood pressure good, everything else fine.

If this keeps up during the night, there's no reason

you can't go home in the morning, hm?

Well, I'm off. How about you, Freya?

Sonny gonna let you out of his sight long enough to have a drink?

Um, actually, I...

Freya. You go and relax.

It hasn't been much of a day off for you so far.

Any arguments... and I'll sedate him.

Ok, but promise you'll be good.

- There you go. - Thanks.

Still can't get my head around what you did for Sonny today.

You would have done the same. I would have tried.

Can't you swim? I swim just fine.

I do have the worst sense of direction, though.

Poor old Sonny would have been towed halfway to New Zealand

before I figured out we were lost.

You know, maybe we can head out to the reef one day.

I'd really like that.

10 bucks an hour? It's exploitation!

Anywhere else, I'd get 15. Not cash in hand, you wouldn't.

12.

11. Plus free meals.

Deal.

That was too easy.

I should have started at 20 bucks,

let him beat me down to 15.

Don't be stupid. She's so out of your league.

I love you, you crazy old man.

I heard that.