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LARS: 'Catherine!' Hi, are you through?

'Yeah. I'm in the arrivals by the baggage.

'But I can't see you.' I'm driving around, Elis is asleep.

But I'll pull into the arrivals bay so you can jump in, silver TT.

'I remember.'

There's, er... a cup of tea on the side.

Thank you.

Would you want to drive in together this morning?

Er, yeah. That'll be nice.

Hi. Hi.

You can sit in the front, she's fine.

There's Daddy.

Hey, Elis. BABY FUSSES

Hello, Catherine. I'm Brigitta.

Lars' wife.

BABY STARTS CRYING

CRYING INTENSIFIES

SHOUTS: Maggie! Where is she?

I don't know, coming? Hurry up! Come on.

Morning.

Come on, we're gonna be late! Not shutting the door, no?

My toast is broken. Right, well, let's stick it together, shall we?

Ready? She's sitting on it.

If you loosen... Yeah. I can see it.

No, if you loosen it, then you can get it on easier.

Yeah, I know how it works. I bought it and installed it, OK?

Eat your toast up.

DISTANT SIRENS Give me the bag.

BOTH EXHALE

# Baby you're a... #

Oh... What? Jesus!

#... firework.#

Daddy, turn it back on! Daddy!

# Make them go ah, ah, ah... #

Sami! That's too much noise for Mummy.

Did you sleep at all last night? I thought I heard him at 2:30.

You didn't come back to bed.

I can't have a conversation with all this...

PHONE RINGS Sami, can you just calm it down?

Why don't you go back to bed for a bit?

Yeah, if you want to help me, can you help me find my phone?

It's probably work. Maryam, you need to sleep.

Would you shut up, Sami?!

It was the Adoption Support Team.

PHONE VIBRATES

Hello, Raz Farooqi.

Oh, wow that's, erm...

Wow. Erm...

Can I just, erm....

Yeah.

So, er...

Sami's biological mother is pregnant again.

They want to know if we want to adopt another baby.

I'll get the ticket.

Do you have to pay? But you're a doctor.

Yeah.

Wait. Wait. Wait. I'll-I'll get it.

SPEAKS SWEDISH

Full day?

Yes. Yeah. BABY CRYING

So, are your girls in school? What were you thinking?

I was just...

You're the woman. You should know better.

KNOCK ON WINDOW

Hi, no.

SPEAKS SWEDISH I don't have change for...

I've got it.

The schedule is in the front pocket.

Here. You're a sweetie!

BRIGITTA SPEAKS IN SWEDISH

And your bottles are in the centre bit

and the key to my flat's on the loop.

So, er, we'll see you later. Yeah, I'll call to check in.

It's OK. We can look after a baby.

You brought your fucking wife without telling me?

She's Elis' family, too.

Right?

SIRENS

This is Callum Wares, aged 17.

Brought into A&E by the police, after a drunk and disorderly arrest.

He had a fit in the back of the van.

Er, Mr Wares has had epilepsy since childhood,

which is usually managed successfully

with sodium valproate.

He sustained a mild head injury during the fit.

No signs of concussion, but on hourly obs until 11 am.

An IV of saline might help with the hangover?

That's a compassionate thought.

How is the head this morning, Callum?

All right. No headache?

Er, a bit, yeah.

Well, let's see if some fluids can help with that.

Now, we don't think you've sustained a serious head injury,

but we are gonna keep an eye on you for a few hours.

Are you taking your medication as prescribed at the moment?

And you didn't miss a dose because you were out drinking?

Right. Well, any questions for Mr Wares? Anyone?

TESSA: Do you use anything else to treat your epilepsy?

That's a great question, Tessa.

My Mum used to treat my seizures with buccals. Buccal midazolam?

I don't think we've got any left.

Right, OK.

Well, lay off the booze, mate. Won't help.

Right, who's next?

Hello? Thank you.

So, no elective lists today for urology and colorectal.

Which means we can't open theatres 12 or 4 this morning.

We are down two anaesthetists and we're short on the ODP side.

It's gonna be a struggle to get any theatre time today.

OK? Thank you.

What's going on? We're not doing any surgery today.

On both lists?

Absolutely outrageous! Morning, Jemma. Morning.

I'm not going to operate again at this rate!

Jack, I appreciate it's a waste of your considerable talent,

could you bear to do a day on Surgical Assessment?

Catherine, go and let everyone down, gently.

Yeah.

How is that not a waste of my considerable talents?

You want my job?

You need to improve your communication skills.

Delivering bad news needs as much practice as surgery.

Have you ever heard Jack apologise?

They will expect you to be better than Jack.

Hmph! Much, much better.

You don't remember me, do you?

Er, I'm-I'm your mum's sister.

It's been years.

I think you were in primary school

the last time I saw you and your mum.

You took us to Maccies. Yeah.

Do you wanna tell me why you're not taking your meds?

I don't know you.

Sometimes that makes it easier.

Does... does your mum know you're here?

No.

Do you want me to give her a call?

If you want.

Yeah.

OK.

Right, well...

Hi. Yeah. Shut the door, shall we?

Have a seat.

Are you all right?

What a rotten first day.

So, let me find the, erm...

Oh, yeah, here we go.

You've written in your Case Record Review

that you asked Dr Segman to contact Microbiology

so they could advise on a suitable antibiotic treatment,

given Edward's history of anaphylaxis.

And this was roughly... two hours prior to Edward crashing.

Yes? Yes.

Good. Simon remembers things differently.

He is adamant that he was not instructed to contact Microbiology.

He was.

And he has raised a Datix.

What?

He's very concerned about the impact this is gonna have on his record

and that he is being scapegoated for your failings.

MY failings?

I'm just quoting his incident report.

You didn't document the instruction to contact Microbiology

in Edward's notes.

Could it be possible you're misremembering?

I definitely said it.

OK, well...

Edward's death has been raised to a Serious Incident.

Is there going to be criminal proceedings?

Well, we won't know until the coroner's report comes back.

But, oh... My God, I hope not,

otherwise, I am gonna be drowning in paperwork!

Has anyone spoken to the parents?

Yes. They have filed a complaint.

You might want to mention that to the GMC.

The GMC? Am-am...

Am I getting... am I getting struck off?

An internal investigation panel made up of your peers

will try to ascertain whether any mistakes were made

and if there is any culpability.

If I'M culpable? Oh, come on now, Maz.

Don't make this as "us" and "them" thing.

These investigations are designed so that we can learn

and improve patient care in the future.

I mean, that said, if you haven't spoken

to your legal defence union, now is the moment.

And that's all there is to be done for now,

so let's just shake it off, OK?

CAU again this morning?

Super.

Oh, and take Simon with you.

He actually raised a Datix?

The absolute stone cold balls on him!

Yeah, he went to Harrow or somewhere...

Mm. He's gonna get fried on his surgical rotation.

Yet, Susan thinks I've killed someone,

I'm being investigated,

the parents are complaining to the GMC and I'm smoking.

This is disgusting.

This is never gonna go to the GMC, it's an internal SI investigation.

I mean, we've all killed someone.

I mean, not deliberately.

Just like that guy you said was just a cold

and you sent home from A&E and he came back in a body bag.

I'd forgotten about that. Thanks, Catherine.

People die, they're ill. It doesn't make us Harold Shipman.

That's a low bar.

Can you imagine raising an incident report

on one of our Reg's in your first week out of med school?

Are you sleeping?

No, don't you start.

And what if that little boy died because of me?

Oh, for God's sake, Maryam,

they put you in an acute clinical situation

on your first day back on the job in two years!

You're the one who told me to get on with it!

Just cooperate fully with the investigation.

Have they appointed the investigation panel, yet?

No, I don't think so.

Want me to volunteer for it? HELEN CHUCKLES

Oh, shit, you're serious.

Why not? I need the communication practice, apparently.

How did it go with Lars this morning?

He brought his wife.

Wow! What's she like?

Hot. Bit judgy.

PAGER BEEPS

Go get 'em. Just take it one at a time, yeah?

Do you think she's slept?

Of course she hasn't slept, she's got two children under three

and she won't sleep train them. I'm really worried about her.

Oh, he's just a posh prick

who's scared of taking responsibility for something.

Maz is brilliant, she'll be fine.

Yes, cos that is exactly how these situations usually play out.

I need your help with something.

Yeah, where shall we start?

I need you to look at my vagina.

I tried to have sex with Jack and it really hurt.

Maybe it's trying to tell you something.

Is there a side room free on Acute? I'm not looking at your...

I wouldn't know what I was looking at... for.

You need someone who spends time down there.

Ask Jack. Or maybe someone in Obs and Gynae.

I don't trust gynaecologists.

Lars' wife says it's all my fault.

Well, an affair is never just one person's fault.

Thank you! I'm not even the married one.

Sorry. Just a quick look to make sure nothing's hanging out.

No! Just cos you're dead from the waist down.

You have driven a truck through her life, Catherine,

and that IS your fault.

And do NOT put your name down for Maz's investigation team.

One minute we were bouncing and the next, she's screaming.

Just here is that's sore, Peggy? Yes.

She must have landed wrong. Shall I call her mum?

Are you not the Dad? Stepdad.

Yes, please. Can you wiggle your fingers for me?

If an adult is bouncing with a child,

when the adult lands, it stretches the canvas,

so it must be like landing on concrete.

Well, I think it's broken, but we'll need an X-ray to confirm that.

And I will get you something to stop it hurting so much, OK?

Must be the concrete thing, you think?

She didn't fall at all? I don't think so.

All right, well, I'll see you soon.

So, what do you think? Broken elbow.

You don't think there's anything weird about it?

Weird how?

I would like to order a full skeletal survey.

You think it's non-accidental?

She's quiet, and he keeps saying this concrete thing.

Well, he's right.

But he keeps saying it. Like he's read it.

Well, the internet probably.

We see dozens of broken bones from trampolines.

Or like he's rehearsed it. Or he was asked by reception,

and by the triage nurse,

and then by you and now by me. So it has been rehearsed.

I think that there is something not right about it.

I think you need to rein your imagination in

and stop paging me for cases that don't need my attention.

Like sepsis?

Do we have a problem, Doctor Segman?

I'm your Registrar.

I have years of specialist experience,

treating children and their families

and you've been out of medical school three weeks.

This is a safeguarding issue.

If I tell you something, you listen.

If you don't understand something, you ask me to explain.

You did not... Are we clear?

You did not tell me to contact Microbiology!

You were stood right there.

It is your job to do as I say and to take notes.

You didn't write it up.

Right, because for you, it's about not taking the blame.

Yes!

Not that someone's child died.

Maz? Maz? The board's stacked.

Can you go upstairs and move things along in ultrasound?

Did you see the girl in five? Briefly.

Any red flags for NAI?

It was a trampoline, wasn't it?

You OK?

Yeah, erm...

Can you order a full skeletal scan from radiology?

Yeah, sure. And a Social Services referral.

Don't you want to wait for the results of...?

No, call Social Services now.

OK.

What, again?

This is the third time it's been cancelled.

I know, it's a nightmare. I've just got back from maternity leave,

I can't get surgical hours for love nor money.

Two years, I've had this hernia.

I'll have died of something else at this rate.

Yeah. It's not going to kill you. That's the problem.

This is not acceptable.

Would you like to complain?

Isn't that what I'm doing now?

Well, no, you're complain-ing. That's different.

It hurts.

I'll get you a form.

Why haven't these been discharged?

Well, I ordered ultrasounds to rule out appendicitis.

On all four of them? Are we in the midst of another pandemic?

Do we need trolleys in the corridors? No, I'll clear it.

Er, now?

Simon, run up to radiology... I can't really talk, right now.

Right, er... Are you on a later start one day this week?

Well, whatever the calendar says.

OK, I'll have a look, then we can go in and meet with them.

All she would tell me on the phone was...

No, no! I-I-I don't want to think about it.

The more we think about it, the more real it is,

and I want to think about it before I start feeling it.

Why, what you feeling?

Harassed and underpaid.

Take it easy, Maz, you're tired.

OK, see you later.

Well?

Hello.

He's had a fit. Obviously.

Callum thinks he might have some more buccal midazolam at home.

Do you know if he's still got a good supply?

Yeah, they've run out. Haven't they, Cal?

He needs some more, but we can't get an appointment.

Right, well, he didn't mention that. He gets prescribed them regularly.

So if he's getting through them that fast,

we need to look at a new management plan for him.

Well, if you can find a way to make it more complicated,

and dazzle us all with how clever you are,

then I'm sure you will.

You still with him?

Yes.

We've got three children.

You've had babies?

Yeah, Maggie's five, Archie's three and Cleo's 15 months.

Five years old? Yes!

Fuck's sake, Hel.

Yeah, so Callum's been underage drinking

and he's had a fit in the back of a police van.

Patient confidentiality! Oi! Ow!

He's got a head injury.

Well, you might as well get on to social services again then.

He's 17, so there's not much point now.

Fuck's sake.

Margaret? Maggie. Yeah.

She'd have liked that.

Yeah, well. He just needs more of the buccal things,

so if you can get 'em, and then we'll get out of your way.

Yeah, well, I'll need to, er, speak to neurology first.

Hello, Mrs Thomason, my name's Catherine MacDiarmid.

Oh, hello.

I'm sorry, erm, I seem to have the wrong list...

What are you in for today?

A GI obstruction. End stage colorectal cancer.

It's, erm, palliative, so I can stop coming in here every day.

Erm... Are you a surgeon?

Er, yes, yes, hello, I'm your surgeon.

Ha! It's amazing! Unbelievable.

We, erm, we've had a bet about... about female surgeons.

Jen didn't think I'd ever have one!

You've had, like, six men. Yeah.

So are we off, then?

Oh, no. It's not been cancelled?

You... You can't cancel it.

There's a shortage of staff...

You can't let us spend a week in her favourite place

before she's too sick to go? Jen, stop.

She's dying, for God's sake!

Jennifer, stop it. Let's let her speak.

So, erm, yeah, like, sorry we're just...

we're just running behind.

Oh! Oh, that's...

Aw, Mum? That's a relief.

Mum... come on. Sorry. Sorry.

That's really great news,

I thought you were going to say it was cancelled!

It's OK, cos we can still go to the beach.

See! Get a woman and they sort it out.

Yeah! THEY LAUGH

So have you any idea when? It's just, erm...

I'm nil by mouth, obviously, and I'm starving.

I know. No. Not yet.

SHE SIGHS Thank you. You made our month.

It... it's fine.

We can have burgers...

Fuck.

I need a theatre for an hour. No.

Vascular are flying through theirs. I think they'll be finished by four.

Don't question my schedule. It's a very complicated spreadsheet.

I'm sure it's a masterclass in resource management.

It is, thank you. And if anyone can get me a theatre for 30 minutes

for a GI obstruction, Laura, it's you.

Oh, you can have the theatre!

Thank you.

You just can't have any nursing staff, ODPs,

a SHO or an anaesthetist.

It's teamwork makes the dream work, Catherine.

Hi, sorry..

Hi. What's up? Could I have a word?

Yeah.

Erm, Debbie's here.

My sister. Half-sister.

Yes, OK. Half-sister.

And, er, the epileptic that had a fit

in the back of the police van is... Callum.

Ah, well, that solves the mystery of why he's run out of his meds.

Erm, I'll get Louise to take it.

Well, it's... Actually, it's fine because, er,

I've already, spoken to her, so...

Helen, you didn't need to. We've been free of her for years.

Six years, actually, and I'm treating him, not her.

And after five minutes, she's got you wrapped

around her little finger. She's my sister!

OK, well, look he's my patient, so... Come on. Shall we?

Oh.. Hello, Debbie.

Here we fucking go. Captain Big Dick.

Callum, we can't understand how you're getting

through your medication so fast.

Are you "sharing" your medication with anyone else?

This is harassment going back years. Someone with a history

of acute alcohol and benzodiazepine dependency?

This is her trying to get 'em to take you off me, before.

Yeah, but it didn't work. Because I'm a good mother!

Guy, please! We can't prescribe drugs

if we think you're sharing them with family.

I want her treating him.

Can we not do this here? He's a controlling bastard.

You don't know anything about me! I know you're an addict

and a drunk, I don't want you near us.

She was my sister before she was your wife.

Can you both calm down? I've got a right to see me nieces and nephews!

You can't keep me from my family!

I don't keep you from anyone, Debbie. Guy!

They choose not to see you cos you destroy everything you touch.

I didn't have a fit!

Just faked it, so I won't get charged.

You know, I've never understood it. You and him.

Because you're so strong

and he's so weak.

Get your stuff, I'll see you downstairs.

WHISPERS: Fuck sake.

So that magic cream should have worked by now,

so I'll need your hand again,

to give you some very special medicine.

Then you can have a sticker if you like, would you like that? Yeah.

OK, good. OK.

Doctor Segman?

Doctor Segman is going to do it, OK?

HE CLEARS THROAT

Tourniquet on. Feel for the vein.

Right. Erm, this one?

Er, I'd go for the left one,

you'll get more flat of the hand for the fix.

All... done!

One sticker, coming up!

Maz? Er, yeah, two secs.

HER BREATHING INTENSIFIES

Thank you for letting me do that.

It's nothing personal, the Datix.

OK. All done.

Sorry.

If you're gonna lie about your condition,

there isn't much I can do to help you.

Is it hard to be a doctor?

Why?

You interested? I might be.

You need A Levels.

Mum says you're the smart one.

Yeah, well, that's just a toxic family narrative.

What's she if I'm "the smart one"?

The fuck up. Fair.

She also says that Grandad was a bit of a shit.

Yeah.

But your mum was nice.

She was.

What about Lamotrigine?

Lamotrigine? Yeah, what about it?

Well, if I am fitting more often,

like, if it were a real fit in the back of the police van...

..thought I might ask about Lamotrigine?

And stop drinking sambucas.

Yeah.

Er, Tessa, can you make Callum an outpatient appointment

to discuss a review of his medication?

Yeah. Thank you.

Good drug knowledge, by the way.

It's just Google, innit? Mm-hm. Told yer, it's not that hard.

Have you got any emergencies you can delay for a few hours?

All of them, apparently. No anaesthetists free for anything.

I need to get one of our cancelled list in today.

Which one? GI obstruction.

Has it perforated? No. Good idea, though.

What happened? End stage colorectal cancer.

It's palliative, so she can spend the time she has left

at the seaside with her daughter. You bottled it.

No, I didn't. I reassessed the priority of the patient.

I can't get an aortic aneurysm in for twelve weeks. Really?

Yeah. Welcome to post-COVID surgery.

Do you want me to tell her? No.

No, don't.

I will do it. Suit yourself.

Will you go via CAU and take this appendicitis up with you?

What's her name?

Oh, erm. Sally Thomason. Why?

In case I can help.

Maz, I think social services are here.

Do you want to speak to them before they transfer?

Yeah. Thanks.

EERIE DRONE

Social Services? You called Social Services?

She fell off the trampoline!

I've been her dad since she was 18 months old!

I come in here for help and now I've got some woman

asking me questions about my parenting?

Aren't you gonna say anything?

Maz?

Maz?

HER BREATHING QUICKENS

Maz?

You're having a panic attack. Come on, breathe with me.

PANTING You are OK.

Come on. Come on. You're OK.

MUFFLED SIRENS

There's no harm in asking for a little time off.

There is. Yeah, yeah there is. I was trying to be more Helen.

Sorry.

How was Raz when you told him?

I haven't told him. Why?

Raz didn't think I was ready to come back at all.

Looks like he was right.

My Mum's gonna be heartbroken.

Who's gonna hire me as a consultant if I'm under investigation?

Everyone. The NHS is haemorrhaging staff, they're desperate.

You have to tell him, Maryam.

And I have to tell a dying woman and her daughter

they can't spend their last days together at the beach.

That's not an easy thing to do.

You manage it.

I did. Before.

I felt pity for the parents before. And now...

We all make mistakes, Maz.

Imagine if it was Elis.

It wasn't, though. Was it?

He was someone's Elis.

Or Sami, Xavi, Maggie, Cleo... the other one?

Archie. Yeah, thank you.

You can't feel it like it's yours every time.

What if I do, though?

This is why I prefer my patients unconscious.

SHE CHUCKLES

Hi, Helen. Hi.

You just let your epileptic son lie to doctors about a fit

so you can keep on stealing his benzos.

I need help.

Yeah, course you do.

Will you help me? Yeah, sure, Debbie.

Do you know what, I'll just let you back

into our lives so you can destroy them again

because you sat on a bench and... cried.

Do you know, I was sat up there, I was...

I was thinking of ways that I could trick pharmacy

or double prescribe, or risk my career

so I could come down here and bargain with you.

But then I remembered, there are no bargains to be made.

Not anymore, not this time, I'm-I'm...

Oh, shut up. Shut up.

Can you get me the pills anyway?

No.

You forget. I have... We've been here before.

Do you know everyone warned me that I would miss Mum

when Maggie was born?

I missed you.

I'm so sorry.

Call me from an AA meeting and I will be there.

Anytime.

Any place.

I love you.

It's Ben, right?

Matt.

Matt, how are you fixed for the next hour and a half?

I'm going home to pick up my dog from the vets.

Can I find someone to do that for you?

Cos I need you here, so I can do a GI obstruction

which might not sound like an emergency,

but it's palliative.

Usually, you offer to sleep with me.

I think collecting your dog

is just less complicated at this moment.

Er... erm...

She's got a teenage daughter.

Yeah, OK. Yeah, fine. Just let me call...

Thank you!

It's sexual harassment, actually.

Oh, OK. No. OK, well, just...

just, stay there! Don't... don't move!

MUSIC: 'Best To You' by Blood Orange

Oh, Jack.

Sally!

SIREN BLARES

You told Sally to go home.

Lost you some surgical hours, did I?

Yes. No, that's not... I got her in!

Anaesthetist Matt was going to stay. Don't beat yourself up.

I've always been better at dealing with patients than you have.

Stay away from my lists and my patients.

Maz.

Three-day-old male, lethargic, midwife sent him in.

I don't like the look of him.

Er... Temperature is 36.3, resps 70,

sats 99, BP 60/40.

He was making these funny movements.

Chest is clear, fontanelle normotensive.

Full term?

41 weeks, vaginal delivery, unremarkable first day check.

Is he feeding well?

He was, but then he started vomiting everything back up.

Do you want me to get a line in and do a blood gas?

Is he OK?

We should administer antibiotics immediately.

Just a minute. We need to go through the steps.

Yes, let's treat per neonatal sepsis guidelines, Benpen 25mg/kg

Gent 5mg/kg stat.

Anything else?

One second.

WHISPERS: OK, come on. Come on.

OK, come on. Come on, think. It's not sepsis.

It's err... Come on.

SHE PANTS

Yes!

The funny movements. That's not normal.

OK, oxygen mask on, as quick as you can.

Bleep the on call neonatal team and the paeds consultant,

call Embrace and endocrinology at Alder Hey,

stop the feed and get a line in.

I need a 10% infusion of dextrose,

bloods for ammonia and a plasma,

urine for amino and organic acid profiles,

quick as you can.

What's the lactate and glucose on the blood gas?

It's running. It's not sepsis?

Not likely, but we're covering all bases.

Let me know when the Benpen is in. Yeah.

Blood gases - glucose 5, lactate 3.9.

Encephalopathic, I'm going to intubate.

We should give the mask longer, shouldn't we? Benpen is in.

We need to put a tube into your baby's mouth to help him breathe.

It's not nice to watch. I'm sorry.

Why are we calling for an emergency transfer?

Tachypnoeic baby, possibly encephalopathic.

Absence of sepsis risk factors,

absence of signs of circulatory compromise.

Lactic acidosis or hypoglycaemic?

No. The gas indicates acidaemia. He needs to go to Alder Hey.

Oxygen sats are dropping. I can't hear a heart murmur.

Well, I think it's an inborn error of metabolism,

maple syrup urine or isovaleric acidaemia.

Oxygen sats have dropped to 88.

OK. Give him ten minutes on the oxygen mask.

I don't think he has ten minutes.

Well, I'm worried about his airway. He needs oxygen now.

Are you treating for sepsis? Benpen and Gent are in.

Smell him, Susan.

OK. Give Doctor Afridi some space, Simon.

I'm in.

Yes to ketonuria.

Call ahead to Alder Hay with those results.

It's a better colour.

Well done. Let's get him transferred.

Oh, Callum!

Outpatient appointment. Don't miss it.

It's been nice to see you again.

Bit intense.

Yeah, it was a bit, wasn't it? Look after your head.

Actually, let me give you my number on the back of here.

Then you can give me a call anytime.

There you go. What about Mum?

Your Mum's got my number. She always has done.

Guess you'd better take mine an' all then. Oh, yeah.

In case you need anything Googling. Ha-ha, yes.

Come in, Catherine.

They're recruiting for an investigation panel

into a Serious Incident in paediatrics.

I'd like to be on it.

You've never shown any interest in that kind of work before.

I know what you mean. I mean, I understand

why I have to be better at it.

At talking to patients. And I'm not, am I?

But, erm... I want to be.

I want this job.

It's a hard road.

As you may have gathered from our conversation in the cupboard.

No one would judge you for finding an easier one.

Except me.

I'll look into it. I'm sure they'll be delighted to have you.

It will look excellent on your application.

Why are you helping me?

Because...

I'd rather believe that I failed, than it's impossible.

I got an email about a witness statement.

Er, Edward Williams?

Do you want a jelly baby?

We keep showing up, right?

Well, good thing you showed up today.

Nice catch on the maple syrup urine.

Fucking hell.

Why can't you all just hang things up?

MUSIC: 'At The Bay' by The Silhouettes Project

Clare? It's, er, Maryam Afridi. Raz Farooqi.

You called earlier about Sami's birth mother being pregnant.

Erm, yes, he said.

I was just wondering if you had any other information...?

Er, OK, so... Sure. That's not long, is it?

A girl.

That's...

Erm, thank you.

Yeah, we'll, we'll see you then. Bye.

It's a girl.

I love you so much.

It's just what you always wanted, Maz.

SHE BREATHES DEEPLY

He's taking the bins out.

Oh, he didn't have to do that...

Look, I'm sorry. For all this.

I think what you're doing is really amazing.

Well...

Lars could not have had a career as a transplant surgeon,

if he had been a single parent, so...

Look, I-I saw your rota on the fridge.

You work a lot of nights and weekends still.

Oh, I can do this, once I'm a consultant.

Oh, and when will that... When will that be?

I can start applying, there's a job coming up here, actually.

Until then?

I'm spending a lot of money on unreliable strangers.

Look, until then, you need our help.

Hey...

Hey. Everything OK?

Mm-hm.

Erm, Catherine and I were just talking about practicalities.

OK.

THEY TALK IN SWEDISH

Did you talk about paternity?

Yeah. The first thing that-that we need

is for the paternity to be officially recognised,

here and in Sweden.

Then Elis can have a Swedish passport.

Then she can come and...

she can come and stay with us. So...

What do you think?

Sounds like a great plan.

Good.

Yeah.

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