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DISTANT BEEPING

BEEPING INTENSIFIES

BOY WARBLES

WHISPERS: Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Sammy, go back to bed. It's still night-time.

Yes. And the sun hasn't come up on your clock yet.

For goodness' sake.

OK, buddy. Let's do this.

DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE

Shit... No!

Raz?!

TOY SQUEAKS Ow!

CHILD CRYING

SHE SIGHS

Morning. Why didn't you wake me?

I wanted you to have as much sleep as possible.

I look a state. You look beautiful.

I don't want to look beautiful. I want to look competent.

And thin.

MUSIC: 'Shuffle A Dream' by Little Dragon

CHILDREN CRYING

Oh, come on. CHILD CRIES

Raz? Yeah?

What if I hate being away from them? Or love being away from them?

That's worse, right? Well, I think that's like

worrying about not having enough in your pension

while worrying that the world's gonna end next week. Two secs!

Mars...

Mars! Yeah, one sec!

SHE EXHALES

SCREAMS: Maggie!

SOFTLY: Morning.

Hurry up. OK, I'm coming!

Don't make Mummy shout like that.

Come on.

It's been an intense beginning and...

I need a bit of space.

You'll look back and you'll be pleased

that you've had the opportunity to get out there on your own.

Don't bite anybody on day one.

You ready? Absolutely.

CHILDREN SCREAM AND CRY

SCREAMING FADES OUT

They'll be all right in five minutes, right? Yeah.

Oh, well, here she comes.

I don't even think I brushed my teeth this morning.

How did she get a car seat in that car?

Let's go. Hi!

Say bye-bye!

What did you do, just throw her in from the door?

No, she's fine. Let's use our brains!

CAR CENTRAL LOCKING BEEPS

AMBULANCE SIRENS

Welcome back, doctors, from maternity or parental leave.

This is your return to work training induction,

non-clinical.

Let's start with your printed COVID-related changes to procedures.

Yeah.

Please check the appendix to see which relates to NHS-wide

and that which relates just to this Trust.

BEEP

In our Trust only, you'll notice possibly,

that in order to get to the data supply one, two and three,

via the stake holders...

That's impressive. Yeah, I know.

..and then split the output,

so either if you're going to data supply...

My tits are... SHE SUCKS AIR THROUGH TEETH

So, what, Louise is on your team? For a full rotation, yeah.

And you know, but she doesn't know that you know?

That's cosy. That's one word for it.

Speaking of regrettable sexual encounters, here's your ex.

SHE CLEARS THROAT Good morning, ladies.

Oh, not queuing? Morning, Jack.

Double espresso, please, Maxine.

You're looking radiant, Doctor Cavendish.

Oh, I'm surprised they let you operate with that visual impairment,

Mister Oliviera.

He always smells so lovely, doesn't he, Catherine? What is that?

I had a bowel perforation at eight this morning.

SHE SCOFFS

Have you heard the rumour Becky's leaving? Consultant Becky?

When? Pretty exciting opportunity for us if she goes.

And you're giving me the heads up because...?

I miss you. TO CASHIER: Thanks.

Don't regret a thing.

You are a massive twat, you know that?

Susan! Doctor Fisher?

Maryam! Just the woman I wanted to see. I was gonna call you.

Well, it is my first day back.

The on call rota is a reg and an SHO down. Right.

I wouldn't ask, but there's no-one else available.

It's just, it's my first day back,

and I'm not supposed to be in an acute clinical setting

in my first week. My return to work plan is...

It's my IT induction.

My hero. We'll organise a clap.

Welcome back!

Fuck.

That's... Hmm... I'll get the right slide.

There.

And then signing off.

So once I've finally got a list of all the staff,

at our particular NHS Trust that has signed off

on this new form, I can then, with confidence, go to the....

TANNOY: 'Could Nurse Barton please report to ICU?'

Oh, Becky! Hi!

Oh, Catherine, hi! Lovely to see you.

How are you? Desperate to get stuck back in.

Good for you.

I... I wanted to say, actually, how absolutely committed I am

to making consultant this year.

I know I'm behind where I wanted to be...

It will take time to build those hours in surgery,

especially now you're doing it round a family.

You've always been such an inspiration to me in that regard.

The way you've juggled family life with a brilliant career.

I'm in awe, really, and anything I can do to emulate...

SHE SOBS

A fucking mess! What?

My husband's sleeping with the nanny,

we're in debt up to our eyeballs.

How are you in debt?

The nanny! Oh.

Sorry.

And now... my Mother's ill.

We have to move to Norfolk.

I'm so sorry.

Stephen, Charles, Andrew, those bastards,

they all have someone at home full-time,

taking care of their kids, their mothers, their golf clubs...

Could you afford support for your mum...

They don't have to pay their wives!

You want my advice? Erm...

Retrain now whilst you're still young enough to do something else.

I've only ever wanted to be a surgeon.

Then why did you become a mother?

Now, the form that's coming out now is the GDPR form.

Erm, I'm aware that some people find GDPR a little boring...

Erm, not me. And certainly not...

I've been put on call covering the labour ward.

Today? Can you come with me to Occupational Health?

OK, now? I'm not ready. I should have taken more time out...

You've been on maternity leave for two years.

I didn't mean to have two babies one immediately after the other.

We'll go up to Occupational Health now and we'll sort it out, right?

"Are you a doctor in distress?" That's what they're gonna ask you.

Well, I don't...

Well, is there anything between suicidal and...

You're probably just nervous. You're bound to be nervous.

I mean, God, I feel nervous.

I don't.

Yeah, that's cos you're a surgeon

and therefore, by definition, a psychopath.

You're an ST7 paediatric registrar.

Of course they need you on the acute rota.

The alternative's letting children die.

Do you want to stay at home changing nappies,

taking your skin off with microwave sterilisers,

sluicing shit out of clothes

and reading the fucking Gruffalo the rest of your life?

You are incredible, with everything you've been through.

Paeds is lucky to have you.

Get on with it.

Yeah.

Probably won't even go off now.

PAGER BEEPS

Ah, see you later. Good luck, OK?

Good luck! Hm, a second.

That was nice of you. Fuck off.

Sort of.

WOMAN YELLING IN PAIN

41 weeks, poor trace, baby in distress.

Have the kits been updated? No.

MOTHER: What's happening?

Please, talk to me, someone.

Can you see what they're doing?

He's struggling, Mars.

Please tell me what's happening. Is he breathing or not?

Heartbeat below 100.

Is he breathing?!

BABY STARTS CRYING

MUSIC: 'Time (You And I)' by Khruangbin

Congratulations.

Thank you!

That's life, if we had more time

We could live forever

Just you and I, we could...

Yes... Oww!

Fuck! Ooh! Fuck... Oh, fuck! Fuck!

Here she is! Salam, Ammi!

Where are the boys?

Boys are watching TV, Raza's running late.

How was it? I was covering the labour ward.

Wonderful! It was.

What did I tell you?

A doctor needs to be at the hospital, treating patients.

I'm so proud of you, Maryam.

We'll show them!

Allah hafiz, baby. Thanks, Mum.

SHE CHATTERS WITH TODDLERS

Mum, so what about Thursday?

What time does Pilates start?

OK. Mum, is there any night you can help?

Maggie! Don't sit on your brother!

He's got my doggy!

I don't care! Get off him. Don't wind him up.

What about Saturday after Nordic walking?

Pour it, pour it into the other bucket...

So you can't have her at all next week?

Oi! Maggie, get out.

CHILD SCREAMS Oh, my God!

Well, can I call you back after choir?

Mum?

Thanks a lot, Mum.

So, your profile on the childcare site says £15 an hour,

could you go to 12 if you're both asleep?

IN DISTANCE: Yeah, sure. Erm...

Hey. It's only 8:30.

I'm awake.

You smell of beer.

HE GRUNTS

Long day?

Bell went five hours ago. I don't care.

So, what's new in IT?

Not much.

Actually, I, er.. I missed most of the IT thing.

I was, er... on call.

Covering the labour ward. Delivering babies.

Yeah, I know what the labour ward is.

It felt amazing.

We had an agreement.

There was a gap in the rota. There's always a gap in the rota.

I'm fine, Raz, I promise.

You know, one good day doesn't mean everything's fixed.

Oh, are we still working on trying to "fix me", then?

I'm a very qualified paediatrician.

I know what I'm doing and they need me.

Fuck, Maryam, so do we.

I mean, we agreed to some boundaries, didn't we?

So we can look after you. But that place,

they're gonna have you back working all these hours...

Well, you're teaching through the holidays.

..in life and death situations. I'm a doctor, Raz!

If I can't go back to life or death situations, then I can't go back!

HE SIGHS

They, erm...

need me on the on call rota for the rest of the week.

CHILD CRIES

Mars...

..you OK?

I was pregnant and you were treating COVID patients in ICU.

And we agreed to mitigate the risks.

I mean, how exactly did you expect to be able

to have socially distanced sex? But it didn't start then, did it?

We haven't had sex since we conceived Cleo, that's...

25 months. Well, at least you're still counting.

No, no, I can just add the gestation of a human foetus

to knowing how old our baby is.

How much have you talked together

about your experience of working through COVID?

Well, I-I wasn't really, I didn't...

We're still working through COVID.

We will be for the rest of the decade.

Guy, you seem very focused on the lack of physical intimacy

as the sole cause of the breakdown... It is.

HELEN CHUCKLES

I'm not demanding my conjugal rights here, it...

HE SIGHS

It's how we connect.

Emotionally.

Erm...

Helen's refusal... I thought this wasn't about your conjugal rights?

It isn't! Well, it obviously is.

It isn't, but you do refuse to participate

in any physical relationship with me and that is the problem.

OK.

When I hear you say that, I think perhaps

there's an element of you obscuring what's happened.

May we look at that together?

I'm appreciative that we have a relationship based on honesty.

I think she's talking about

you fucking your 24-year-old house officer.

I think I'd feel happier talking to a man.

INTERCOM: 'Doctor Kellet to oncology, please.

'Doctor Kellet to oncology.'

Hi. Hi.

Do you know who the on call registrar is?

Hello. I'm Maryam. Doctor Simon Segman.

Right, er, yes.

Erm, could you take a look at this four-year-old,

he's been referred by his GP with a temperature of 39.5,

heart rate of 115 bpm.

And he won't let me anywhere near him.

Have you spent a lot of time with children? God, no.

Mind if I take my coat off?

Why did his GP refer him?

Complex history.

He's currently under consultant care for various congenital conditions,

including congenital heart disease, and he has got a long list

of previous, serious reactions to antibiotics.

And how are the parents?

Fine. Anxious.

Come on, then, let's take a look at him.

See anything you fancy?

Sorry, Catherine, no surgery for you,

you're on call to A&E today.

Oh, but my surgical hours, I've... You've been out for nearly a year,

you can't expect to just waltz back into theatre time.

She handed in her notice this morning.

For definite?

Wants to spend more time with her kids.

Have you had breakfast?

Sounds great.

My treat.

I've got to scrub in. I heard the prof say

they'll have the ad out for her job next week.

May the best man win.

But if you're hungry...

INTERCOM: 'Duty cleaner to reception, please.

'Duty cleaner to reception.'

I'm Doctor Maryam Afridi, one of the paediatric registrars.

And you must be Edward.

I love Hey Duggee! Who's your favourite Squirrel?

Go on...

Crocodile.

Happy? That's a good choice. Can I get a high five?

How do the two of you feel like he's doing this morning?

He's OK. He's a bit grumpy.

He's not himself. He's had a temperature for 48 hours.

Edward.

Did I just see a fly go into your mouth?

You'd better open up, so I can take a look.

Big "ah". Ah!

Hm, that's OK... Oh, no.

Oh, no, I think it's just flown up to your eye.

Do you think you can pull it down, so I can take a look?

Hm. Good zombie face!

Can you pull the other one down as well?

Well done.

What did you have for breakfast this morning, Edward?

He's only managed a spoonful of Krispies.

Do you think I can I see if I can hear where it is?

Has it gone into your throat?

No. It's not there. Hmm...

No, maybe it's here.

Got it! Brilliant teamwork. Well done, Edward.

Edward's temperature and heart rate are slightly higher than we'd like,

it's probably something viral.

He is a little dehydrated.

But we'll encourage some fluids and some paracetamol.

Doctor Segman will keep an eye on his urine output and blood gases,

and half-hourly obs,

just to make sure that his temperature

and heart rate are coming down.

And then we'll get you home.

Sorry to cause a bother.

No... We're just over careful.

You've done exactly the right thing if you're concerned.

It's no bother.

Is there anything that you're not clear on?

What's a Hey Duggee?

Yeah, try and find out a little more than the triage nurse

before you come and find your seniors next time.

So it's been, what, a year?

More than, yeah.

Sorry, I haven't got long, I'm on call.

It's really good to see you again.

Yeah, so... I wanted...

Oh.

You go. OK.

I wanted to apologise for my behaviour

last time we saw each other.

Erm, my marriage was in a difficult time, and, er...

my wife, my children, they mean everything to me.

And you...

You are a peer, who I respect profoundly, but...

Yeah, good. Erm...

After we had sex three times a night for two nights

and twice on the Heathrow Express,

I discovered that I was pregnant.

I... I wanted to tell you sooner, but it didn't feel like

the kind of thing I wanted to text you and...

and honestly, I didn't know why I would be telling you,

but you're in town now, so, it, er...

It felt like the right thing to do.

I'm sorry, Catherine, so sorry that you had to go through that,

I, erm...

Was it...?

I think it's very straightforward here, isn't it? Right?

What do you mean?

Do you have people you can talk to?

Oh, OK. I'm not here to tell you that I had a termination.

This isn't Hollyoaks.

I mean, I have had one, but that was over a decade ago

and not relevant

to this increasingly disastrous conversation.

What's Hollyoaks? Lars, erm, this is your daughter.

Elis. She's nine months old.

Just go home to your wife and family

and we can forget this conversation ever happened.

Is that what you want?

We don't need anything from you. Yeah.

Can I see that picture again? Sure.

She looks like my sister. Really?

Yeah. Yeah, cos, er, my daughters look just like...

..like their mother.

PAGER BEEPS

Sorry, I've got to go.

Yeah.

SHE CLEARS THROAT Sorry.

Bye, Lars.

Catherine?

Could you send me that picture? Sure.

Is this the ward round?

First day? Yeah.

Welcome to acute.

Morning, team.

Shall we?

Right, Louise, I believe we have the pleasure of hearing you

tell us all about Mrs Osei?

Mrs Osei, 86, admitted after a collapse at home.

Er, medical history significant for hypertension,

for which she takes bendroflumethiazide.

Blood tests confirm the patient is hyponatraemic,

sodium levels 121.

So I've restricted fluids to a litre per 24 hours

and sent the usual tests for hyponatraemia.

Very clear. Thank you. May I?

Er, please.

Good morning, Mrs Osei.

My name's Helen and I'm a doctor here.

You're in hospital.

How are you feeling this morning? Shit.

When you're at home, erm, do you cook for yourself?

It's just me. What's the point?

Do you ever have a glass of juice, or squash, or water?

Water's for washing in. Yeah.

OK. Teaching hospital, buzzers at the ready!

One management plan for hyponatraemia

is restriction of fluids

to help to try to rebalance the sodium levels in the blood.

It's the one we tend to leap to in a hospital setting.

But, paradoxically,

this condition can also be caused by...

..any of our F1s wanna impress?

MAN: Er, dehydration? Absolutely.

And that would appear to be the most probable cause here,

now that Helen has discovered a little extra history.

How do you remember to take your pills when you're at home?

MRS OSEI: What pills? Who's he?

His name is Doctor Cavendish, he's one of the consultants here.

Don't trust him, love.

Yeah. Not as far as I could throw him, don't worry.

I think compounded perhaps

by erratic doses of a thiazide diuretic.

Very possibly. So, what treatment plan are you suggesting?

I think we need to get her to eat and drink something.

Or a switch to amlodipine?

Yeah, there just different side effects to manage.

Well, a change in meds might be useful in the medium-term.

I think in the medium-term, what she needs is more,

more support at home and a pillbox. And a cup of tea?

You've jumped to a medicalised solution, Louise.

I'm a medic, Helen.

A very rigorous assessment. Thank you...

both.

Er, let's reassess Mrs Osei once she's had the chance

to take on some fluids and a delicious NHS jacket potato.

Right, shall we?

Speak up when you're asked a question.

And don't let the boys swagger ahead of you.

Please don't undermine me in front of the other juniors.

Then don't be shit.

Hello again.

He's been very quiet.

There are obs missing here.

Yeah, we've got agency nurses today, so...

Well, I asked you to do it.

Edward, you seem a little down. Has he had much to drink?

I've hardly been able to get anything down him since his UTI.

How long ago was the UTI?

A month ago. But that's cleared up now.

Well, whilst we're running some urine obs,

I'd like to do some more tests... Why? What's wrong?

I just wanna be double sure that his UTI has cleared up properly.

So let's run blood gases, urine culture,

FBC, lactate and a PCT.

Is there an antibiotic you know that he doesn't react to?

We've not found one, no.

We're going to call microbiology to see what we can give him,

just as a precaution.

Thank you, Doctor. A few tests would reassure us.

Well, Simon and the nurse will be back in a minute

to take some bloods.

It's always worth asking specifically about UTIs.

A previous infection should raise our concern.

Well, it was a month ago, so I didn't think it was relevant.

You knew?

Well, she said it'd been cleared up for a month.

Well, I make decisions based on what you tell me...

and if you don't tell me everything... Shit.

Yes? OK.

OK. Mark the bloods as urgent and then call me when they're back.

PAGER BEEPS

WOMAN SCREAMS

And when did this pain in your abdomen start?

1998.

So what made you feel that today was the day

you needed to be seen in the accident and emergency department

by a highly qualified surgeon?

Well, Julia asked if we wanted to buy their Astra on Tuesday...

Was it Tuesday?

Yeah, must have been because the binmen were late, again.

Hmm. Ken thought we'd missed it.

So we were getting the rubbish into the back of the hatchback.

Because it was a green Tuesday, not a blue Tuesday.

PAGER BEEPS

Thank God. Someone's been stabbed.

So, no pre-alert, am I leading?

Yes? OK. Is surgery here yet? Yes!

Hypotensive with four stab wounds, BP's 70/50, pulse is 120.

Responding to fluid intervention. He's had two litres.

What are you doing? I'm intubating.

Do you know he doesn't have a pneumothorax?

MACHINES BEEP

He's tensioning! Shit!

He needs a chest drain.

Scalpel?

Heart rate dropping.

We're gonna need to be quick.

OK, we're in.

So I can ventilate the patient now?

You're welcome.

I am in the middle of delivering a lecture.

Apologies to interrupt you, Professor,

this is looking like a thoracotomy. How many litres have you got there?

Erm... It's going to get to 1.5 litres.

What is it now?

Nearly one litre, the chest drain only went in 90 seconds ago.

Do let your colleague know, Doctor,

that we only open a man's chest up if we have 1.5 litres of blood.

I know that and you might want to address your questions to me,

seeing I led this crash call and saved this patient's life.

Erm, I think that is 1.5 litres now.

Ah. I think theatre five should be free.

Thank you, everyone.

We'll take it from here.

My father always said what an outstanding teacher you are.

Catherine MacDiarmid, special registrar, general surgery.

I'm Edward... You're Teddy's daughter?

Yes. Could I scrub in?

Actually, Professor, if she could assist,

er, I could make my earlier flight.

Come on, then. Er, yeah. Coming.

MOUTHS: Thank you.

PAGER BEEPS

LFT is negative. OK, good.

The sore throat's so bad, that I can't swallow any more,

I think it's gone to my ears. He's going deaf.

I'm not going deaf, I've got earache.

Ah.

Also, I dunno how... He needs someone to look at his bollocks.

Shut up! They're huge.

They're a bit sore.

No. They're not normally that big, mate.

What? They're not.

Can you please look at his balls?

Tessa?

He's got mumps.

And half of those with orchitis will be left with minor atrophy, so...

Atrophy sounds bad.

Can you look? No offence.

Yeah, no problem.

Have you ever seen any bigger?

They're the biggest I've seen today.

Am I gonna be OK?

It can be a lasting effect of the virus in some cases.

So just make sure all of your vaccines are up-to-date.

Could you just take a photo of both our balls alongside each other?

No. Good luck with your politics degrees, boys.

If you don't lead, the patient and anyone they're with

will defer to the more senior colleague.

They were your bollocks, Tessa.

Don't you have a flight to catch?

Actually, there wasn't an earlier flight.

It just sounded like you'd earned the opportunity.

Well, I might be a crap surgeon, for all you know.

Well, I... I could have said that

she gives an amazing blow job on the Heathrow Express...

I think the careers of many female professionals

hinge on that kind of detail, actually.

Are you, er... Are you really OK?

What do you mean?

Raising her on your own. It's a lot.

We're fine.

OK. Have a safe flight.

Good luck.

Miss MacDiarmid, would you like to open him up?

PHONE RINGS

CIU? 'Blood test results for Doctor Segman.'

I can take those.

OK. Thank you.

PAGER BEEPS, PHONE RINGS

CIU? 'Hey, Mars. Can we see you down in delivery ASAP, please?'

Er, yeah. No worries. PAGER BEEPS

Edward?

Edward, wake up.

Is everything OK?

ALARM BLARES I need some help in here, please!

I'm getting a line in.

BP is 90/50.

No. Second attempt to cannulate.

Was it the UTI? BP is 86/42.

Shit. Come on, Edward.

It's OK. Come on.

SHE SIGHS No...

BP's still dropping.

Come on Edward, give me a vein.

Can't get a vein. Fuck! That's three.

I need an IO kit and a consultant in here now!

That's peri-arrest, BP is 79/35. Put out a crash call.

I need a consultant in here. Understood.

Four-year-old in septic shock.

Three failed attempts to cannulate, I'm getting an IO in.

Take blood for the gas first.

20 mils per...

Er, no, wait, let's go slowly for his heart condition.

Let's do 10 mils per kilo of saline.

Simon, what did micro say? Micro?

I told you to call microbiology to see what antibiotics to give him.

No, you didn't.

MACHINES BEEP

OK, step back and deal with that urgently, please.

Let's start from the beginning. A to E assessment. Yes.

Urgent alternative antibiotic required

for a four-year-old in septic shock.

Looks like you were right about Mrs Osei.

She's looking much brighter.

Did you give Mrs Osei's children a call?

Someone did, they're coming later this week.

And I am outta here.

Who reviewed bed 16's ECG?

Me, Tessa.

Er, there was some ST elevation.

You see an ECG you don't like, you tell me immediately, all right?

Yes, Doctor Cavendish. OK, come with me.

Supervise your F1s properly, can you?

MUSIC: 'This Sound' by Greentea Peng

It's very physical But metaphysical and mystical

And though we're not In your peripheral

Would find it difficult To miss you ...

SHE GRUNTS Ow.

No. No. Sorry. Ow! Ooh, fuck.

Metaphysical and mystical

And though we're not In your peripheral

Would find it difficult To miss you

This sound...

Ow, ow, ow... maybe...

Oh! No, no sorry. Ow. Get out of me. Ooh.

Sorry.

You OK? Yeah...

Yeah, just the first time since having Elis.

Clearly needs a... Sorry.

Shit. The baby-sitter's gonna kill me.

Dad's not in the picture, then? No.

By mutual agreement.

I did wonder. With the dates.

What, you? You thought she might be yours?

We were...

What, you didn't think to...

You didn't exactly want me to... What?

SHE EXHALES

I am a massive twat.

He should be responding to the antibiotics by now,

shall I call micro again?

That's the lab, his creatinine is 1,000.

He's crashing. Kidneys are failing.

Asystole.

MACHINES BEEP

Do you want to lead on this, or shall I?

SHE SOBS

13, 14, 15.

Pulse check.

No. Adrenaline in.

SOBBING

13, 14, 15!

SIRENS

Hello!

Mum? Isn't it ceramics?

The girl found my number on the fridge.

She said to tell you, she isn't coming back.

I scrubbed in on a thoracotomy.

I wasn't interested in your father's God complex, Catherine,

and I'm not interested in yours. I know. Sorry.

My pot is unglazed.

Er, thank you for coming. Elis OK?

Fast asleep.

Oh, I've taken my number off the fridge

and I shall turn my phone off in future.

Thank you.

You wanted to be a mother.

Demands sacrifice.

MOBILE RINGS Fuck.

Sorry.

Hello?

'Hi, Catherine.' Lars?

'I...' HE EXHALES

'I wanna be a father to Elis.'

RINGING

MOBILE RINGS

Hi.

Do you want to be able to have sex with other people?

'Why don't we just try it?

'You can have sex with whoever you like for a month.'

Louise.

Or whoever.

'And if it helps us, then...'

Then what?

Then you carry on.

'Where has this come from?'

Have you got any idea how humiliating it is

for me to be back at work?

The little wife and mother, your junior,

when everyone knows... 'No.'

No, everyone knows...

'No. Everybody at work thinks you're brilliant.'

Cos you are brilliant.

'I don't want to have sex with anyone else.'

I want to have sex with you.

SHE SNIFFLES

No! Please, don't...

Maryam. SHE PANTS

SOBBING

MOTHER WEEPS

MARYAM SOBS

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