All language subtitles for All.Saints.S07E26 - Falling From Grace.en

PLANE ENGINE REVS

GRACE: I repeat,
mayday, mayday, mayday.

This is Cessna Alpha Foxtrot,
three five niner.

We're experiencing
critical engine failure.

CRASH

(yells) Grace!

THEME SONG

MAN: We've got
an impalement over here.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Get on to the chopper,
we need an ETA.

G'day, mate, we're going
to get you out of here.

Can you tell me your name?

Mate, your name?

(whispers) My side.

Looks like someone did a good job
of patching you up here.

Grace?

She's being looked after.

Stay real still for me.
Don't move a muscle.

How long...
how long have we been out here?

All night.

CHOPPER BLADES WHIRR

Looks like your taxi is here, mate.

We'll have you out of here
in a shake.

ROOSTER CROWS

I told you that mattress
was a hundred years old.

Morning.

Your mattress was fine,
I slept like a log.

Liar.

But if you'd rather sleep out here

instead of inside
in a nice comfy bed.

Hey, it's not that the offer
wasn't attractive.

Don't let me stop you, son.

I'm sorry, I just, uh,
I didn't realise. Vincent Hughes.

Dad, Vincent. Vincent, Dad.

Welcome aboard.

Everyone round here
just calls him Doc.

See you out there.

Don't worry about it. He's okay.

You should eat something.

He's not okay. How does he cope?

He just does.

I thought you told me
you were just helping out here.

I told you Dad was sick.

You didn't tell me
the Parkinson's was this advanced.

And this place needs a doctor.

Yes, it does. A qualified doctor.

Full house out here.
Let's get cracking.

On our way.

I do what I have to do.
Best training ground in the State.

This isn't a joke.
I know.

Well it is another locum today.
Be nice to him.

Vincent.
What are you doing?

Don't move, don't move.

Sorry.

I have to stop this.
I have to stop the bleeding.

You're burnt.
I'm okay.

I got the mayday call off
and they're going to be here soon.

Vincent, stay awake.
Please, just try to stay awake.

SCOTT: He was transported
by chopper, delayed half an hour.

Landing off site due to high winds.

He's got penetrating wounds
to the abdomen

following a light aircraft crash.

Partial thickness burns
to his right shoulder,

lost a lot of blood, hypothermic.

Hughes, are you with us?
Oh, my God.

He's had two litres of Hartmanns

Obs?

BP's 85 on 50, heart rate 120,
CCS is 10, and stats are at 95%.

Get a pressure bandage applied
and some sutures to the abdo wound.

Reg, can you trace up the pathology
on Mrs Filmer, for me, please?

Reg?

That was Dr Hughes.
He just came in... in an ambulance.

He looked terrible.

Keep those fluids pumping.
Get him rehydrating.

And put in a catheter.

Stats are still 90%.

You, out.

He's lost a lot of blood.

I'll have to group and
crossmatch for a blood grouping.

He's O-neg.
Got it.

Get a chest and abdo CT.
That wasn't a request, Beaumont.

We'll need to set up
for a central line.

FBCs, UECs,
any sign of inhalation burns?

The entry's good, resps normal.

What is that?

Shit.
Need a surgical consult now.

Grace.

You've done a bit
of a job on yourself.

Somebody patched you up,
probably saved your life.

It was Grace.

Would you let any other
intern get away with this crap?

What is it?
Her big brown bovine eyes?

Why do you always reduce things
to personal motives?

Because you're being irrational

and that smacks to me
of emotional involvement.

It's none of your business.

It is when it affects
the running of this hospital.

You pull her into line.
That's my last warning.

I can't.
Keep him still.

That piece of metal moves I'll be
writing his bloody death certificate.

For once be a little sensitive.
I need sterile drape.

Just get the drape
and get that line in.

Vincent listen to me, don't move.

He's bumped out the cannula.

Surgical registrar is still tied up.
He'll be here ASAP.

Tell them to get someone here now,

or I'll wheel this bastard to theatre
and leave him in the bloody corridor.

Temps down, 35.

Bloody burns.

Vincent? Listen to me,
you have to stay still, okay?

It's alright, it's alright.
Nice and still.

VINCENT: Nice and still,
that's the way.

Nice and still, good work.
Okay, you're all done.

I'll give you some antibiotic drops

but I reckon you'll be fine
in a couple of days.

Next time you want to go hiding
in the grass, do me a favour,

keep your eyes closed.

I will.
Good boy.

You're good with them.
Kids, I mean.

Old Doc doesn't have much patience
for the young ones these days,

do you, Doc?

Behave yourself, Hannah.

You don't scare me, Connelly.

You going to come out here
and work in the clinic

when it's up and operating?

What clinic?

It'll be different round here then.

No more sitting on someone's
verandah waiting for a doctor.

There's nothing wrong
with my verandah.

We've been fund-raising
for nearly five years.

How close do you reckon
we are now, Gracie?

Hannah, we've got a lot of patients
to see today, so um...

I know, I know. Bugger off, Hannah.

You should think about coming up
and working in it, Dr Hughes.

We could use a new body round here.

Especially one
that looks like yours.

Don't go getting yourself
all excited, Hannah.

You've got blood pressure
problems as it is.

Dad takes care
of the Medicare forms.

It gives him something useful to do.
Okay.

You okay?
Yeah, fine.

I'm alright.
Look at me.

You're not alright, you idiot.

Listen to me, Vincent, you need
surgery. Do you understand me?

Vincent?

I think, I've got to do
an abdominal ultrasound.

Hey.

Hey, Vincent? That's it.
Just stay with me.

Just stay with me.

Grace.

MELANCHOLY MUSIC

VINCENT: I believed in you.

Can you hear me?

I believed in you.

(mutters) I hear you.

I believed in you.

Grace.

Free fluid in the abdominal cavity.

Bowel's definitely perforated.

Peritonitis.

I think, it's time we put a
rocket up that gastro specialist.

He's not going to tell us anything
we don't already know.

He could be looking at a small
bowel resection and colostomy.

You realise that?
Here.

Temp?

Still low - 35.4.

No change?

He's stable. Just.

I wonder if anyone's spoken
to Grace's family.

She had family?

Father.

What the hell was he doing out
the back of buggery anyway?

Hey, it's okay.

That Hannah can talk
the hind leg off a donkey.

She's very courageous.

Chronic emphysema.
It'd be hard to live with.

You try doing it when your husband
drops dead of a heart attack,

you lose your eldest son
in a head-on,

you've got 60,000 acres to run.

Breed 'em tough out here,
don't we, Grace?

I like people with spirit.

Dad, I'll do it.

CHINA SPLINTERS

It's alright.

Try to relax, Doc.

Can you get his medication?
Top drawer, under the sink.

Alright.

Stop, stop, stop, stop fussing.
It's okay, just sit down.

Does this happen often?

Yeah, it's been happening lately.
Quite a bit.

Dad, you should really lie down.

I'll just rest up here for a bit
before we...

..do the house calls.

Doc, this is ridiculous.
You can't keep this up.

Vincent.

It's obvious you've done more
for this community than anyone else

but maybe it's time to slow down.

Take some time for yourself.
Rubbish, rubbish.

You're taking an enormous risk.

Do you understand?

With your health, Grace's career,
with your patients.

They need me here.

Long as I can still walk and talk,
I am the doctor.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

I will have that lie down.

He is a very proud man, Vincent.

You don't understand.

BLEEPING

Vincent?

Please.

Vincent, open your eyes. Come on.

Everything okay?
I need a doctor in here.

Vincent, look at me, come on.

He's crashing.

I can't get a BP, he's unresponsive
and he's got multi-focal ectopics.

What's going on?
He's in VT.

Shit.

Set at 200 joules.

Get some adrenaline ready.

Clear.

(panting)

Try again. 200.

Give one milligram adrenalin.

Charging 200.

Clear.

Still in VT. Try 360.

Give 100 Lignocaine.

Do not do this, Vincent.

Clear.

(sighs)

Yep, sinus.

Vincent, can you hear me?

Get him intubated
and get out of here.

I don't care if we have to gatecrash
an operation to do it.

Whoa, whoa, hold your horses,
Beaumont. Don't go off half-cocked.

(moans)

Welcome back.

Find out what the hell
that was about.

I want an ABG, I want
to see his electrolyte levels,

and I want theatre on the phone.

Hey.

You scared the shit out of me.

He really should have
been brought in before now.

It's a wonder he's here at all.
Good work, Sam.

How long's he had this?

Couple a days.

He'll need surgical debriding.
Good luck making that happen.

What does that mean?
That debriding thing.

It means we have to get your uncle
off to the base hospital.

No bloody way!

Narapurri,
your ankle is badly infected.

Now, I can't fix it.
Not without an operation.

So all I can do is redress it...

Do the operation here.
I can't.

Maybe when the clinic is finally
built, things will be different

but for now it's the
base hospital or nothing.

The clinic. Right.

Uncle can get his diabetic stuff,
learn how to look after himself.

Yeah, I've heard all that.
It's bullshit.

Why don't you get lost, Sam?

Come on. Hey, guys.
Uncle can't go to the base.

Why not?

Because they won't
let him drink there.

Isn't that right, Narapurri?

Narapurri has the worst luck,
don't you?

Chemists won't let him
fill his insulin prescriptions,

market won't let him buy good food

so he can follow the diet
we set him.

That stuff costs a lot money.
Really?

Grace.
And where does your pension go, eh?

Pub mostly.

No point in even trying.

Stay here.

Piss off.

That girl can be a bit of a handful

when she's got
a full head of steam on.

Best to let her calm down
for a while.

Might want to
chase those boys down too.

Forgot to sign their form.

Doc, you've billed this
as a long consultation.

They were only here for 10 minutes.

Oh, stupid old man's eyes.
I'll fix it, fix it.

Right, one tablet twice a day
with food.

Hey. What was all that about?

Nothing.
Sam's just a bit of a trouble-maker.

Maybe you said the wrong thing.

Oh, what?

You think I'm racist
because I don't like Sam

and because I say
his uncle's an alcoholic?

I say exactly the same thing to
Fred James every other day, Vincent.

He's white.
An alcoholic with liver disease.

Look, Grace...
No.

We are killing ourselves out here

and sometimes
I wonder why we bother.

Because if we don't,
no-one else will.

Sorry. It just gets to me.

VINCENT: What's going on?

We're taking you to theatre.

(groans)

Vincent, you have a
perforated bowel and peritonitis.

Hackett's doing the op.

He'll make sure
all the bits and pieces go back.

Where's Grace?

I'll try to find out.
Don't lie to me.

You need to concentrate on getting
yourself better first, okay.

Where is she?

Charlotte.

I'm so sorry.

GRACE: I'm sorry. I really am.

We were just trying to help.

That means nothing if it's all a lie.

You saw for yourself
how much those people need him.

They love him. He loves them.

Bullshit.

If we hadn't spent that money
on my plane, Vincent,

then I would be full-time
in the city studying.

Or worse still, not studying at all.

What good would that be
to those people?

The end doesn't justify the means.

Is this really
what we should be talking about?

We are lying here in the middle
of nowhere, you're still bleeding...

I'm...

If this is the last conversation
we ever have,

is this really
what you want it to be about?

Is this how you want it to end?

DRAMATIC MUSIC

He'll be alright.

I hope so.

How long were you guys married?

Sorry, that was none of my business.

No, it's okay.

We were both young.

We didn't really know
what we were getting ourselves into.

You're obviously still close.

Yeah.

(groans)

Almost there.

BELL TINGS

HORN TOOTS

Friend of yours?

INSISTENT HORN TOOTING

Help! Doc!

I need help! It's Joey!

She went under the tractor.

We're going to need a tourniquet.

Dad, get the medical bag. Hurry.

She'll be okay, right?

Won't be able to tell,
until I can stop this bleeding.

How long has she been unconscious?

Since I put her in the ute.

Okay.

Tourniquet round the upper limb
just above the wound.

We need saline to clean this.

Her dad's gonna kill me.

She was meant to be going into town
and she turned up at Smiley's...

Go sit on the ground.
Dad will look after you.

Suture to reduce the bleeding.

It would be better
if we got her off to a hospital.

That is at least four hours away,
maybe more.

Okay.

Okay, give me the suture
and just keep an eye on her obs.

Vincent, can you hear me?

Hey.

How you feeling?

What...?

The operation's over.

You had a small bowel resection
via laparotomy.

Shush. You're going to be fine.

You said Grace was...

Did I dream that?

She was gone
before rescue could get to you.

She must've known
she wasn't going to make it.

She was burnt and she...

..she wouldn't rest.

She was just too busy
trying to help me.

She was trying to save you.

(sighs)

Okay, I'm going to let you rest now.

There's a PCA here
if the pain is bad. Here.

I wish there was something
I could do to make this easier.

I could always
count on you, Charlotte.

Shush. Just rest now.
We'll talk later.

Even when you were breaking my heart,
I could still count on you.

Made a terrible mistake.

DOC: Come in, come in.

Sorry, Doc,
I just got to check an X-ray.

Good luck.

Cantankerous, bloody machine
only works when it feels like it.

Give it a good bash
if it doesn't work.

Any news about Joey?

Yeah, the base hospital just rang to
say she's having an open reduction.

Silly girl.

Should have stayed away
from that Nugget fellow.

Nothing good will come from it.

Hey, you know, Grace was right.

If we'd waited to get her to the
hospital she would've lost that arm.

Yeah, probably.

She's a great girl.
Sacrificed a lot to help me out.

Did great work out there today.
Both of you.

Arterial bleeding,
partial amputation - tricky stuff.

You and Grace, you're a good team.

Reminds me of her mother and me.

Hey, Doc, why don't you take
a break? I can do this paperwork.

Paperwork belongs to me,
no-one else.

But they're just forms and I can...

The day I can't handle it, they can
hoof me off to the glue factory.

That day isn't today.

Besides...

..I got a hunch Gracie's got
other plans for you tonight.

What?

I was just thinking how quiet it is.
Nice change.

Yeah. It gets like that out here.

You were amazing today.

For a city doctor.

I got to admit, I felt a bit like
a med student again.

A bit out of my depth.

Not with me, I hope.

No, not with you.

Anyway, it was a hell
of an eye-opener.

90km for a house call,
no equipment or facilities.

Why do you do that?

Do what?

Back off just when things
are getting interesting.

I didn't realise I was.

Two lies in one day.
No dessert for you.

Couldn't eat it anyway.

Well...

..it's getting late.

Yes, it is.

And...

..we've a pretty big day tomorrow...

Yes, we do.

So, um...

..remind me again,

just how tempting
the old mattress on the verandah is.

Great answer.

So you think
he'll make a full recovery?

Physically, yes. But it's a little
more complicated than that.

Grace was his intern,
I don't understand...

Not just his intern.

Oh.

I didn't realise.

Neither did I.

They would have made a great couple.

Give me those!
Why, Grace?

Because it's none of your business.

Let me help you...
Don't touch me.

Finally awake I see.

You're doing well. You were lucky.

I thought I was going to be down
a good pair of hands in Emergency.

Yeah, lucky me.

What the hell
were you doing there anyway?

I was...

..sorting a few things out.

And did you? Sort them out?

I see.

You know about Grace?
She didn't make it.

I'm sorry, Vincent. She would've made
a bloody good doctor given some work.

You didn't know her at all, Frank.

No, no. But I'm guessing you did.

And I'm guessing it wasn't entirely
on a professional basis.

Her father's been contacted.

Does he know about your...
the situation between you?

Yes.

When he arrives I can
arrange for him to see you?

I don't want to see him
or talk to him.

Just leave it at that, okay?

Good morning.

You don't know how happy
I am right now.

Really?

Mmm. I was hoping I hadn't
dreamt last night.

Do you often have dreams like that?

I've had quite a lot of them lately.

Guess what else?

I...

..am...

absolutely starving.

You better not wander out like that.
You might give my dad a heart attack.

Sleep better last night?

Yes, I did. Thank you.

Half your luck.

Is your dad okay that we...

He knows about
the birds and the bees.

And while he might have a few vision
problems, he's certainly not deaf.

And we weren't exactly quiet.

So, what's on the agenda
for this morning then, huh?

Well, Sunday is our day off.

Seeing as we don't have to be back
till this afternoon, I don't know,

I thought we might take a drive,
do some sightseeing.

Sounds good.
Now, where's the bacon and eggs?

Typical man.
One night of sex and I'm the maid.

You're not the only one
who's starving.

Your highness.

Let's not go back today.

I have to go back today.
I'm on duty tomorrow.

Let's not go back at all.

I'm serious.
Dad's not going to be around forever

and, well, there's more than enough
work for two doctors out here.

Sorry, I know. Entirely
premature thinking on my part.

But what have you got to lose?

What about your degree?

I'll commute, same as I do now.

You can hold the fort here.

Typical woman, right? One night
of sex and she thinks it's forever.

That wasn't what I was going to say.

No pressure, okay?
Just something to think about.

And I will. I'll think about it.

Doc here?

Sam, you know the rules.
Not inside the house.

It's Uncle, he's real sick.

Temp's 39.6.

He's been chucking up all night.

And that leg smells real bad.

The infection's a lot worse.

No choice now.
We've got to get you off to hospital.

He won't go.

If he doesn't, he'll probably die.
At best, he's going to lose his foot.

We have to do this.
We can't treat him here.

I'll make him understand.

I'll ring through to the hospital,
let them know we're on our way.

He better not die. I'll blame you.

They're going to look after you.

So you the real deal, then?

What are you talking about?

Or you just like them?

Okay, out with it, Sam. Come on.

She told you about
the clinic, right?

Not much, no.

Doesn't surprise me. She wouldn't
want you getting too close.

Sam, either you spit it out or...

You know how much money
the town has raised so far?

Almost quarter of a million bucks.

That's impressive.

You know what we've got to show
for it? Her new plane.

So what does that tell you?

It doesn't matter how much money we
raise, there'll never be a clinic.

That's a pretty serious accusation.

It's not just the fund-raising.
Take a look at the Medicare forms.

All long consultations,
every one of them.

If that's true,
why haven't you said anything?

Right, and Uncle gets no
medical treatment at all.

And none of us do.

Doctors aren't exactly lining up
to work out here.

Okay, guys, all organised.

Let's get him to the truck.

Vincent...

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Hey, thought you might like this.

Thank you.

Look, why don't I stay here
while you take a break?

No. It's fine.

He'll need you, Charlotte. It'll be
easier if you get out for a while.

Take that outside
and have some fresh air.

I won't leave him, I promise. Go on.

Thank you.

Hey, how are you feeling?

They're all wrong.

These are all wrong,
every one of them.

You went through Dad's desk?

How could you do that?

I need to know what's
going on around here.

Give those to me.
Why, Grace?

Because it's none of your business.

You okay?
Don't.

No, don't touch me.

I should never have let you come
here. It was a huge mistake.

Just relax.

What's going on?

I don't know. He's restless
and mumbling to himself.

He's not spiking a temp?
No, I think he's dreaming.

Vincent?

You're at All Saints.
You've just had surgery.

The letter...

I'll come back
and relieve you when I can.

What letter?

The health department withdrew
approval for the clinic

three years ago.

They've been raising money

for something
that's never going to happen.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

(gasps)
Vincent, here.

Ssh.

Grace and her father
were scamming everybody.

Billing Medicare for long
consultations that never took place,

ripping off the community.

I thought she was so amazing.

I thought that maybe we...

I was so bloody stupid.

I need to see her, Charlotte.

I should report
Doc Connelly to the AMA.

You know, a sick man
just lost his daughter.

Why not wait until Vincent's well
enough to make the decision himself?

How's Vincent?

Oh, you know, he's seen better days.

It's so sad.
Grace was such a nice girl.

I just mean, she was really lovely,
wasn't she?

And they looked so good together.

Dr Connelly's on his way in.
Do you want to talk to him?

No, I don't think now
is the time or the place.

What's this? A tupperware party?

Do you really think tough love
is the right approach today, Frank?

Yes, it's been a difficult day,
Nelson,

but I don't think standing around
sobbing into our teacups

is going to do much good.

He's right.

Hey, hang on. Are you okay?

Vincent wants to see Grace's body.

Do you think he should?

He really needs to do this.

Are you sure that you're up to this?

ETHEREAL MUSIC

If this is the last conversation
we ever have,

is this really
what you want it to be about?

Is this how you want it to end?

I wish it had never started.

I don't believe you.

There is no way you could of said
the things you said last night

look at me the way you did
and not mean it.

Vincent...

..I meant it.

I love you.

POIGNANT MUSIC