All language subtitles for All.Saints.S10E20 - Crossroads.en

(Man screams)

(Screams in agony)

Poor guy was taking a morning walk.

A bloke attacked him from nowhere.
How bad is he?

I don't know how many times he got
stabbed but there's a lot of blood.

Hang in there, mate. We got you.
(Groans)

(Groans)
Can you tell us your name, mate?

(Groans)

Now, sorry, we're going to have to
take a look at you.

(Moans)

We've got multiple stab wounds
to the chest and abdomen.

They're deep.

Now, we're just going to have to
roll you on your side, OK?

(Wails)

Six penetration points, at least.
OK, back again.

Easy does it.
That's right.

Jogger found him. Reckons he might
have scared off the attacker.

OK, just suck on this for the pain
until we get something stronger, OK?

Cannula going in.
OK.

I just need to pop this on.

Please, please.
It's OK, mate. It's OK.

I know who did this.

Jack, I need you to cover for me
for a couple of hours, OK?

That is when you're finished dealing
with your very busy social life.

Oh, um...

It's Travis.
He hasn't been home all night.

He's not answering his phone.

Is it important?
Mmm!

Wesley got the lawyers
to postpone the court date again.

Right, well, he's probably
just letting off steam somewhere.

He doesn't need you to baby-sit him.

But... page me if you need me.

(Moans)

I need another trauma pad. Ta.

We've got units on the way
to Travis Knight's house,

so hopefully they'll
pick him up there.

Grab the gurney, mate.
Do you know why he did this to you?

This isn't the time
for questions, mate.

OK, but we'll need a statement
as soon as we can.

So let us get him to hospital
so you'll be able to do that.

Alright. I'll meet you there.

Alright, everyone.
Come on. Show's over.

ENGINE STARTS UP

SIREN WAILS

Hi.
Hi.

You look terrible.
Yep. Stomach bug.

I'm OK.
Maybe you should go home.

That's what I keep telling him.
There's no need.

Oh, well, stay out of Frank's way.

Who should stay out of Frank's way?

Why do you look like you've been
run over by a Mack truck?

I've got a cold.

Uh-huh.

And this 'cold' wouldn't have
had anything to do with

how much alcohol you consumed
last night, would it?

Are you capable of working?
I'll be fine.

Maxolon - 10mg, intramuscular.

And then get back to work.

I'm sorry, Dr Campion.

Not as sorry as you will be

if you turn up in my ED
in this condition again.

Please tell me
that's not because of me.

Of course not.

I talked him into some drinking
games last night - that's all.

Why?
Just... guy stuff.

Patrick Wesley.
50-year-old male.

Multiple stab wounds to the torso,
groin and flank of varying depths.

Defence wounds to the arms
and the hands.

Er, estimated blood loss?
LORRAINE: Two litres, at least.

Hey. You can't treat him, Jack.
Get someone else in here.

Conscious initially
but his GCS is fluctuating.

Hypertensive and tachycardic.
Let's get him ready to transfer.

One, two, three.

Maintaining his own airway.
O2 sats 95% on 15 litres.

Large-bore IVC
with Hartmann's x2 infused.

(Distorted voice) Pain management?
(Distorted) 5mg of morphine IVI.

Penthrox inhaler
didn't touch the sides.

I need you to weigh those pads for
me. Check how much blood he's lost.

Start him on a unit of O neg, please.
Patrick?

(Distorted voice) Patrick,
can you hear me?

(Moans)
Good.

Can you bag his clothes
for the cops?

DAN: Yeah. Er, Heath,
how did this happen?

Well, he said he was
jumped from behind.

Reckons he knew the attacker.

He left a name with the cops.

Chest clear.

OK. He's hypertensive and tachycardic
and his sats are 95%.

Alright, I'll need more IV access,
routine bloods, and group and hold.

Most of the wounds
are around the groin area.

Mainly superficial.

But I'll need to assess the depth
and tract of the abdominal injuries.

I'll get Vincent down here.
No, he's in surgery.

Mike, then.
He's not available.

This is ridiculous -
I miss one lousy session

and you order me in here like there's
something to be concerned about.

I didn't order you anywhere.
I asked you give me a call.

1 session in 12 months. What do you
think I was doing - shooting up?

I assumed you'd had
an emergency at work.

Well, you assumed right.

You usually call when that happens.
What was different this time?

This time... (Sighs) ..let me see.
I was stuck in an isolation room.

Suspected Ebola. Took 12 hours
to get the all-clear.

You were in there all night?

Yes.

You seem a bit wired.

(Scoffs) Sleep deprivation.
It'll do it to you every time.

So I shouldn't be concerned?

You know...

..I thought I was that close.

To what?

To being able to live
without the rush.

ZOE: He's losing more blood
than we can replace.

JACK: We'll need
the rapid infuser going.

I need to check his back.

(Distorted) Patrick, we're just
going to roll you onto your side.

Easy does it. Deep breaths, Patrick.
(Patrick groans)

ERICA: It will only take a second
but you need to stay very still.

Have some gauze ready.
We may need to pack the wounds.

OK, I've got
multiple penetration points

to the lower-right thoracic region.

(Groans)
3cm to 4cm each.

(Moans)

This one's a lot deeper.

6cm, downward trajectory.

OK. Rolling back.

OK. Let's prep the FAST, please.
Let's get some gel on him.

You're going to feel
some cold, Patrick.

Jack.
Mmm?

ZOE: I'm going to
palpate your abdomen.

Now, you might feel some pushing.
(Moans)

I know it's uncomfortable

but we need to know
what damage has been done

before we can get you to the ER.

(Rasps) Keep... him... away from me.

I'm sorry. What did you say?

Not him.

(Pants) Please.

Jack, is there a problem here?

No problem.

Jack, the patient's asked
to be treated by someone else.

Well, there's free fluid
around the liver

but I'm happy to wait
for a second opinion

if you think we've got
time for that, Dr Gallagher.

Ring theatre. Tell them
he's on his way up.

Er, and we need another unit of O neg
before we can move him.

And, Dan, can you chase up pathology.

Let them know we need
at least four units of type-specific.

Now, Dan.

Are you right here for a moment?
Oh, yeah.

This is the ED.

We have a 50-year-old male
with multiple stab wounds

to the torso, groin and flank
requiring immediate surgery.

What is going on in there?
Nothing.

If there's a reason Jack that
shouldn't treat that patient,

you have to let me know.

There's no reason.

Yes. This is Dan Goldman
from the ED.

We have a patient
with multiple stab wounds

requiring an urgent transfusion.

How's our stabbing patient going?

Well?

Yeah. Under control.
Yeah. He's going to theatre soon.

Good. Keep me informed.

Patrick Wesley. Er, yes,
he was a previous patient.

She was found collapsed
a couple of streets away.

Conscious but unable to give history.
Do we have a name?

We haven't managed to get
much out of her at all.

Acute five.

Hi there. My name's Dr Beaumont.

It's OK. It's OK.

OK, honey, can you scoot across
to this bed for us?

Here. Let me give you a hand.

That's it. Good girl.

Any idea what happened?

We tried to examine her -
she freaked.

I think there's some
intellectual disability.

(Whimpers)

Sexual assault?
Maybe.

But she's just as scared of me
as she was of Heath.

Sorry we can't give you any more.

Thanks, Lorraine.

Er, won't let me
attach the monitors.

Let's not worry about that
for now, OK?

OK.

Um, do you know where you are?

You're in hospital.

And there is nothing
to be scared of here, OK?

Sweetheart, no-one
is going to hurt you.

Are you bleeding?

Can I just find out where from...?

Ah, get away!
OK.

Sweetheart, all we're here to do
is help you. That's all.

(Cries) It hurts.

Alright.

If you want me to stop it hurting,
you need to let me examine you.

Do you think you can do that?

Please?

Mmm... OK.

How are you feeling, Patrick?

Scared?

CURTAIN OPENS

Do you want to bag that
for pathology?

Where are Zoe and Erica?

Um, they'll be back soon.

Is everything OK?

Mm-hm.

Everything's under control.

ZOE: See, that wasn't so bad,
was it?

Hello, there.

My name's Von.

Now, I've brought this in

so you can change into it and
get out of the dirty clothes, hey?

Yep?
Yep.

OK. Arms up.

There we go.

One down.

You look like my nanna.

Well, do I?

Hmm. Where is your nanna?

In heaven. With Mummy and Daddy.

But we mustn't be sad about that -

they're happy together
and we'll see them one day.

(Clicks tongue)

Let's get these off.

That's the girl.

Now, good girl.

There's a lot of clotting.
How much?

More than a normal period -

a lot more.

Can I feel your tummy now?

I think I know
why you're hurting.

Come on. You can hold my hand.

Hmm.

Her uterus is forward and enlarged.
It's definitely boggy.

Sweetheart...

..we need you
to tell us where the baby is.

What baby?

Your baby. You've had a baby.

We need to find the little thing.

Patient ready?

JACK: I didn't page you.

Sorry. I did.

I'm sorry, I just thought
you wanted Vincent on the case.

Lacerations to the liver,
bowel and kidneys.

What's his UA like?
Positive for blood.

Alright. And he's got
some bladder problems as well.

We've got to get him
to theatre straightaway.

I'll get the lift.
Mm-hm.

What the hell
do you think you're doing?

Hand it over to Vincent.
Let him get in another surgeon.

Oh, OK, hey! Alright.

Just tell him the truth.
See if he wants you in there, OK?

Jack.

Hey.

(Clears throat)
OK, Dan. We'll take it from here.

Jack!

Well, the b-hCG results are back.
She's had a baby, alright.

But she won't
or can't acknowledge it.

OK, I've checked all
the maternity units in the area

and, um, well... nothing.

No-one's missing.
What about the police?

Yeah, well, they're searching
where she was found but...

We don't even know
when the baby was born.

She could've been wandering
around out there for hours.

We don't know
if the baby's still alive.

What are you saying -
we should just forget about it?

No. I'm saying the mother
should be our priority.

And if the baby's still alive,
how much longer do you think

that's likely to stay that way
if it's out there on its own?

What we need is more information. The
mother's name would be a good start.

Sure.

You'll need to do ultrasounds,
hourly obs, pad checks.

And if she is having
a post-partum haemorrhage,

she'll need to go to theatre
urgently for a D&C.

Mind keeping an eye on this one?
Not at all.

Hugo. What are you doing here?
Stabbing victim brought in earlier?

How is he?
Uh, already up in theatre.

(Sighs) We need to get a statement.

Well, you'll be waiting a while.
He was pretty messed up.

Yeah.
You guys the ones that found him?

Yeah.
Excuse me.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Thank you.

Alright, I'll let you know
when there's news.

Thanks.

Oh, for God's sake.

When I give medical advice,
I expect it to be taken.

My office - now.

Just as a matter of interest,
what made you do this to yourself?

Nothing.

I made a fool of myself, Dr Campion.

Now, that's funny - no one's reported
to me that you've been a goose,

so I take it that this was
a personal foolishness, was it?

Ow.

Something you said
you wish you didn't say,

or something you did
you wish you didn't do?

Both.

Welcome to the club. Hold that.

I've never, ever felt this...
Hungover?

..and stupid and humiliated.

You're young. You're supposed
to be stupid. It's almost a rule.

When you get to my age,
you don't have any more excuses left.

Cheer up, Homer. Maybe she's
just not the woman for you.

Besides, there's plenty more fish
in the sea.

Next time...
There won't be a next time.

Oh, there will be a next time.
Trust me. And a time after that.

And the next time, maybe you'll have
a little bit more... savoire faire.

Want to take the rest of the day off?
No, thanks.

Frank Campion thinks
I made a complete tit of myself.

What do you think?

I don't know what to think anymore.

OK, so you put yourself in danger.

Can we agree on that?
Sure.

How did it make you feel?

How did that rush make you feel?

It made me feel alive.

It reminded me that I haven't felt
like that for a long, long time.

PAGER BEEPS

I've gotta go.

Well, we haven't finished yet.
Yes, we have.

That's your bladder there.

That's where the wee gets made.

(Laughs)
Mmm.

And that's your uterus.

It's where the baby was.

Whatever happened last night,
you must've felt a lot of pain.

Do you remember where you were
when you felt that pain?

Were you at home?

No. Mrs Gordon gets very angry
when you wake everyone up.

Oh, Mrs Gordon.
Is that who looks after you?

OK, well, I reckon Mrs Gordon's
really worried about you.

Mmm.
Do you want me to call her?

No, I don't want
to get into trouble!

It's OK, sweetheart. No-one's
going to get you into trouble.

OK. Now, will you excuse me
for a minute?

There are a couple of things
I have to do.

I'll be back.

Why didn't you page Vincent
if it's a problem, or Frankie?

Because you're the only one with the
authority to stop Jack operating.

We're gonna need more than that.

Why is it so inappropriate
for Jack to operate?

Please, just trust me, OK?

He shouldn't be in theatre
with this particular patient.

Well, who is this patient?
Has he got a name?

Patrick Wesley.

VINCENT: He's leaking like a sieve.
You should've called me in earlier.

JACK: I had it under control.

Jack.

Thanks for holding the fort for me.
I'm back now. You can go.

It's OK.

It wasn't a request, Jack.

Out.

Jack? Now.

I'll talk to you later.

I take it you can manage without me
while I get scrubbed?

Do I have an option?

Excuse me, doctor.

How did you go?
Right. Her name is Megan Archer.

Her parents died in a car accident
when she was seven years old.

She sustained head injuries
in that accident.

OK, well, that explains
the developmental delay.

And, uh,
she's been living in a group home

for the last couple of years.

Cop this.

No-one there
even knew she was pregnant.

What? How do you not know
that she's pregnant?

God, Charlotte,
you know what those places are like.

I mean, one woman looking after 20,

all of them
with intellectual disabilities.

I mean... what are they
supposed to do?

Teach her a bit of sex education,
perhaps?

Alright. At least
we can call her by name now.

And she might open up
and talk about the baby. Thanks, Von.

No, now you need
to send her up to maternity.

Excuse me, this is not your patient.
And the baby's not yours.

Bart, tell Dr Gallagher
what could happen to the baby

if we leave it out there.

I know what can happen, Charlotte.
Bart, tell her.

It could die of exposure,
infection, aspiration.

If the umbilical cord isn't clamped,
it could haemorrhage.

(Speaks inaudibly)
See? Even an intern knows the risks.

Then he would know the risks
for the mother too.

Shock, secondary
to post-partum haemorrhage...

Dr West, any chance you could see a
patient with me in consult room two?

Yes.
Brilliant.

You know, I just need her
to tell me where the baby is.

Our waiting room
is bursting at the seams.

Brief maternity, let them know what
you know, and let them deal with it.

Haemodynamic status?

Poor.
He's tachycardic and hypotensive.

His urine output's minimal.
It's bloodstained.

Want to tell me
why Jack was asked to leave?

No. Packed cells?

Six units already. The last three
have been type-specific. Why not?

Because it's none
of your bloody business.

Um, a bit more suction in here,
please, so I can see what I'm doing.

Looks like the main tear's
in the bowel.

Going by the smell,
I'd say you're right.

But I want to find
the liver laceration first.

I've got a right to know, Mike.
No, you don't.

Ah! There it is.

Clamp it.

You're an asshole, you know that?

You come in here,
you disrupt our procedure,

you don't even have the decency
to offer me an explanation?

No, I don't.

Now, maybe we could just
cut the chatter

and concentrate on putting this man
back together,

if that's alright with you,
Dr Hughes?

Hey.

Mike threw me out of theatre.

Well, you never should have
been there in the first place.

What the hell
did you think you were doing?

What do you think I was doing?

I don't know. Explain it to me.

I was trying to keep him alive.

You know, if he dies, then Travis
is going to be guilty of murder.

OK, I can understand that.

You know what? Maybe I was trying
to protect a friend as well.

What are you talking about?

If Patrick dies,
and you're anywhere near him,

how do you think
that'll look to the police?

I didn't do anything wrong.
Neither did I.

I'm just... I'm just trying
to protect your back.

Excuse me. G'day, can I help you?

I need to see Jack Quade.
Is he expecting you?

No. Uh, but I need to see him.

Any update on the stabbing victim?

Not yet.

Well, I can call you
when he gets out of surgery.

Do you guys need to get back?
Oh, it's OK.

Sarge said
the statement's pretty important.

Jack, there's a Travis Knight
at the front desk to see you.

You want me
to tell him to wait, or...?

This is Constable Hugo Joseph

requesting immediate backup
to All Saints ED.

Possible sighting of a named suspect

in relation
to this morning's stabbing.

I repeat,
possible sighting of suspect.

Easy now. Just calm down. Easy.
Where is he?

Just calm down. Whoa.
Stay away from me.

Stay away from me.
Travis!

Jack! Is he still here?
Is he still breathing?

Let's just calm down.

Where is he?
He's not here. He's in theatre.

Take me there, then!
I can't!

Put the knife down.
Get out of my way!

I said put it down!
Travis! Listen to him!

I've got to do this, Jack.
I have to.

I said put it down!

No!

Travis!

Somebody get a trolley over here!

Put that bloody thing away.
Put it away!

JACK: Travis?

Travis, hang on, mate!

What are we looking at, Jack?
(Travis groans)

Abdo's soft.
There's right upper-quadrant pain.

There's no other obvious injuries.

Keep the pressure on that wound,
Homer.

How are those vitals coming?
Yeah, they're coming.

OK, he is tachycardic,
he's hypotensive.

Oxygen sats - 93% on four litres.

Call radiology.
We'll need a CT scan.

Yep.
We're gonna need a FAST as well.

OK.
Dan?

Can't find a vein.

Get out of the way, then.
Bart, get out of the way!

Go and get cleaned up, Bart.
I'm fine.

Go. Go!

OK, cannula's in.
I'm gonna take routine bloods.

Group, hold and crossmatch.

Travis, keep your eyes open.

Tell me he's dead.
Tell me that bastard's dead.

How is it out there?

Our people are OK. How's she?

The gunshot frightened her,
but, um...

Listen, I've done another pad check.

There is no change
in colour and amount.

Let's just massage her uterus
and see if we can stop the bleeding.

Are you sure it's not better
to prep her for transfer?

With everything
that's going on out there,

she might feel safer in maternity.

Maternity?

Uh, yeah. That's where women go
when they've had a baby, Megan.

Listen, you know I've already spoken
to Mrs Gordon. I told you.

And she's very worried
about you and the baby.

No baby.

Do you know where babies come from?

Is there someone at Mrs Gordon's
that you like?

A boy, maybe?

He didn't do anything wrong.

Who didn't?

I want to go home.

Megan, was there someone
with you last night

helping you to have that baby?

Darling, it is
really, really important

that you tell us where the baby is.

She'll get angry at him.

He lives with Mrs Gordon?

Joel's my friend.

I'm sure he is. (Gasps)

I've forgotten something.

I'll be back soon.
OK.

It's OK, sweetheart. It's OK.

(Groans)

There's no exit wound.
The bullet's still in there.

(Travis groans)
Easy.

I had to do it, Jack.

Had to.

When I heard he'd got
that case postponed.

He's getting more tachycardic
and hypotensive.

Pump those fluids through.
Why didn't I finish him?

Just finish this?

There's increased tenderness
on palpation

and a rash around the wound.

We don't have time for the FAST.
Want to take him straight up?

Yep.
No.

I'm not going to let you put me
under until you tell me he's dead.

Is he dead?

I don't know

because he was alive when I left him
on the operating table.

You were trying to save him?

You traitor.

I spoke to Joel. He's as confused
as she is about what's happened.

He is intellectually delayed
as well, right?

Neither of them had a clue
about sex education.

He was bringing her to the hospital
and then the pain started.

So they were coming here?
Yep.

So the baby could be somewhere close.

Well, they got separated.
He panicked.

He went back to the group home,
hoping she'd do the same. But no.

Megan?

Pressure's dropping.

Megan?

I... I don't feel good.

I know, sweetheart. I know.

And we're going to do something
about that.

But you need to tell me
what happened last night.

Last night?
You went out.

With Joel.
That's right. Your friend.

I lost him.

What happened
after you lost him, Megan?

I... I don't know. It hurt.

I know it did, sweetheart, I know.
But you need to try to remember.

You went somewhere. It wasn't home.
Where did you go?

Um...
What is she still doing here?

We are nearly there.
No, Charlotte.

OK, she's haemorrhaging.

Right, she goes to theatre now.
Let's get her stabilised, Von.

No!
Just a few more minutes.

In case you haven't noticed,
we've had a shooting in the ED.

We are not in a position
to deal with this.

Don't you care that this baby could
die? It could be dying right now.

I'm taking over this patient.
Now, get out of here.

Excuse me.

Radiology's on standby for the CT.

There's a haematoma
at the base there.

Travis, the bullet's
probably hit your liver,

which means if we don't take you to
theatre, you're gonna bleed to death.

No.
If you die, he wins.

Is that what you want?

Oh, Travis, don't be so stupid.

You're not taking me up there.

Do you understand?

He lives,
you may as well kill me now.

Who is he, Jack?
Doesn't matter.

It does matter if you want me
to override his consent.

The guy that Travis
tried to kill...

..sexually abused him.

What's that got to do with you?

(Sighs) Not just him.

Other kids too.

I see.

Anyway, Travis and I
have been trying to...

..prosecute him,

but he's got these
really hot-shot lawyers

and he keeps getting
the court date postponed.

And so your friend in resus there

decided that he would take matters
into his own hands.

And you decided to take your abuser
into an operating theatre.

Are you gonna help me or not, Frank?

Travis is in there. He's in the
late stages of Wilson's disease.

He's waiting on a liver transplant
he's not likely to get

and all he wants to do
is outlive Patrick Wesley.

If we don't operate now,
with or without his consent,

he's not going to get an opportunity
to do that, Frank.

I'm just...

..asking for your help.

I'll fix it.

Thank you.

I should have reasoned with him more,
you know. Talked him down.

He was coming at you with a knife.

We all saw it and nobody's
going to say otherwise.

I've never even pulled my gun before.

Doc, how's he going?

He's dying.

I'm sorry.

Did you ever stop to think why he
might have stabbed Patrick Wesley?

Quade, get back to your patient.

You OK?

I only meant to stop him,
you know, not kill him.

You didn't kill him -
he's still alive,

and we'll do everything we can
to keep him that way.

Why don't you let your partner
take you back to the station.

I'm sure you've got
a lot of paperwork.

Yeah.

There you are.
Yes, here I am.

I need you to override Zoe.

I'm this close to finding that baby
and she's ordered a D&C for the girl.

Just... tell her
I need some more time.

No.
What?

No!

Frank, there's a newborn baby
out there.

If we neglect the mother we may
lose both of them. Zoe is right.

How's the hangover?

It's better.

Thanks.

What's gonna happen to him now?

Well, I guess there'll be
an internal police investigation

and some counselling, no doubt.

That's good.

Can't be easy to shoot someone.

No, I guess it's not.

You sure you're OK?

(Softly) Hmm. Are you?

ZOE: It's alright. It's alright.

We're just taking you upstairs
where they can look after you better.

She said anything else
about the baby?

She hasn't said anything
about anything.

Yeah, Megan Archer -
she's travelling.

Hey, it's OK, Megan.

There's nothing to be scared of, OK?
I promise.

It was dark.

What was dark? Where were you?
Can you remember?

Charlotte!

Can you remember where you were?
Were there houses? Cars?

Um, a trolley.

Like a supermarket trolley?

Lots of them.

Go on, Megan. It's really important.

You were scared and frightened,

but can you remember
what was around you?

A cat.

Was the cat with you?

Above me.

There was a cat above you?

It was... It... It was lit up.

Like a sign?

What did the cat look like, Megan?

(Cries) I don't know.
I don't remember.

ELEVATOR DINGS
It's time to go.

Megan, it's really important.
Tell me, what did the cat look like?

I don't know.

Sweetheart, please, just think. It
was lit up and it was above you...

OK, I'm sorry.

Advertising... with a big cat on it.

A bus stop, a vet.

There's a... isn't there a vet?

Yes, there's a vet.
There's a vet near the supermarket.

That's right. About halfway between
here and where she lives, Charlotte.

Von, Von, Von.

It's alright. The police are here.
I'll let them know.

Ready to travel?
Yep.

You'll need that.
TRAVIS: You can't do this.

I won't let you.

I'm sorry. We wouldn't go against
your wishes if we had a choice.

Jack?

Are you going to operate?

No, I'm going to hand it over
to someone else.

Jack...
I hate you for this.

(Sighs) Yeah, I know you do.

Sometimes friends
have gotta do whatever they can

to protect each other.

You're going to get through this and
when you do we're gonna get Wesley.

I promise you,
he won't get away with it.

VINCENT: We checked the liver, bowel
and kidney. Why is he still bleeding?

MIKE: I don't know.
Let's get sponges in here.

I can't see a bloody thing!
More suction.

Can we get these sponges
cleaned up, please?

How many units has he had?

10.

Suction.

There's a tear in the renal artery.

Ooh, it's ruptured. Clamp?

He's crashing.
Come on. Come on.

Adrenaline and aramine, please.

You're gonna have to get
that bleeder under control.

I know that, Mike. More sponges,
please. Push those fluids through.

Don't you dare take the easy way out
on us now, you bastard!

Don't you dare!

SIREN WAILS

(Baby cries)

Right where you told us to look.
Supermarket trolleys, the vet and...

One baby girl snug as a bug

in a pile of leaves
at the back of the car park.

She's nice and pink
and her obs are stable.

Hey, sweetheart.
You're OK. You're OK.

(Baby continues crying)
That's OK.

Resps are good.

Heart rate's fine.

Everything seems fine.

A good healthy set of lungs.
Reckon she's pretty hungry, though.

Megan's in recovery and doing well.

Well, hello, little one.

Thanks, Von.

I'm going to take you to paediatrics
and get you examined properly.

And then we'll go and see mum, OK.

(Baby cries)

MONITOR FLATLINES

VINCENT: Still asystole.

Mike.

He's been down for over 40 minutes.

Even if we could get him back

he still wouldn't survive
the rest of the operation.

Time of death, 15:38.

MONITOR DRONES

What happened, Mike?

His injuries were too extensive.
I'm sorry.

(Sighs)

MIKE: Jack!

He's been with me forever.

I didn't realise. I was too busy
trying to prove I wasn't a victim.

Well, you succeeded. You're not.

What about Travis, you know?

He's going to go to jail for this.

Can you imagine
what's going to happen to him?

Travis made his decisions.
Now you've got to make yours.

Make today the day
you take back your life.

Mmm.

What the hell's going on here?

Right. None of my business, yeah?

You got it.

You know, things would be
a whole lot easier around here, Mike,

if you just learned to trust me.

I wasn't employed
to make things easier,

I was employed
to run a surgical team.

You do that by keeping us
in the dark?

What would you do differently?

What?

Come on. How would you run the team?

You think this is is about
me wanting your job?

Is it?

I don't want your job.
I just wanna be able to do mine.

No-one's stopping you.

Vincent...

..whatever your personal problems
are they can stay between us.

I mean... what is it?

Is it financial?
Is it a girlfriend? What?

My personal problems don't affect
my work because I don't let them.

Oh, really? Then why
are we having this conversation?

You really wanna know?

Hey, you.

How was your day?

Not as good as yours,
by the look of it.

I just reunited
a mother with her baby

and I managed to get up Zoe's nose
at the same time,

so life is wonderful.

Congratulations.

I quit.

OK, bad day.

Well, seeing that Spence
is still away

and you owe me a raincheck on dinner,
remember?

I'm serious, Charlotte.

I just told Mike Vlasek
that he can stick his job.

What the bloody hell
do you think you're doing?

Looking for your bottle of Scotch.
We drank it.

Really?
Yeah.

Oh, well. Just as well, I suppose.

Listen, I heard our stabbing patient
didn't make it.

No, no, he didn't.

So... you knew. Did you?

About Jack.

Yeah, yeah. It wasn't Jack
I wanted to talk about, though.

He just made a mistake that
could've cost him his career.

You don't think
that's worth talking about?

Vincent just quit on me.

What do you expect?
You're pushing him very hard.

I push everyone.

Would you like me to talk to him
on your behalf?

I'll happily oblige, although
I don't think it'd do you much good.

No. No, it's alright.

Surgical matter.
It's my problem, I suppose.

Are you sure
you don't have any Scotch?