All language subtitles for All.Saints.S10E40 - Thin Ice.en

CHEERING

MAN: Come on!

MAN 2: Whoo-hoo!

Hey, come on!

And how does this game work, exactly?

Oh, just watch, mate.
You'll figure it out.

Oh, come on. I need the rules.

MAN: Down in front.

All you need to know

is that the guys in the blue are
the Seals and they're the good guys.

The guys in the white are the
Icebreakers. They're the bad guys.

(Blows whistle)

This is two hours of my life
I'm never gonna get back.

Does it matter? At least
you're out here with friends.

It matters.

I have to pay attention to a game
I know absolutely nothing...

Hey, good hit! Good hit!

(Whistles) Sit!

What? Alright, alright,
alright, alright, alright.

(Coughs)

Can't you do something for her?

We will. We just need to work out
what's going on first.

Temp's good. BP's normal.
Slightly tachycardic.

Could you just open up for me,
please?

That's the way.
(Coughs)

When did the coughing start?

It was during lunch.

We'd just finished our mains
and then, well,

she started and then
she couldn't stop, and um...

(Coughs)

..then the blood came so we...

..well, I thought we should
just come straight here.

You didn't choke on anything?

And nothing like this
has ever happened before?

Oh, I don't know.
No.

We've only been going out
for a few months.

Ah.

But it's been great.

We've been going to the beach,
rock climbing, cycling.

It's never happened before.
You sound very active.

We like to keep fit.

Are you taking
any regular medications right now?

Do you have any idea what's causing
this? I mean, what's wrong with her?

We'll know some more
once we run a few tests.

And I'm assuming
you'll want a chest X-ray.

Please.
Oh, an X-ray too?

Just to check
for possible infection.

These are all standard tests,
that's all.

It's better that we know, right?

MAN: Come on! Come on, guys!

Hit, hit, hit!
CHEERING

Nice one, Icebreakers! Still alive.
That's what I'm talking 'bout.

Come on. Let's go!

Righto, blondie. Keep it down.

(Scoffs) What?

Blue good. White bad.
Ring any bells?

Can I help it if the team
you go for is a bunch of wimps?

No.

MAN: Yeah, he's gone down.
Excuse me. Sorry.

Hello again.

Hmm!

Oi! Who's the lady?

Oh, don't know her name.

Oh.

Well, she was here last week.

Yes! Yes! Yes! Hit him!

I'm so glad you came.

That's what I'm talking about! That!

You don't know what you're talking
about, lady. Sit down and shut up!

What is your problem?
You're my problem.

You and your loud mouth.
You're cheering on a traitor.

I just...
Would you sit, please?

Alright, alright. I'm sitting.

Sitting.
What's with all the traitor stuff?

Well, number 7 in the white jersey -
he used to play for us.

Not sure
why he switched teams but...

But he's a traitor.

Yeah, he is! Come on.

(All sing) ♪ Let's go, Seals!
Let's go! Oooh, oooh!

♪ Let's go, Seals!
Let's go! Oooh, oooh! ♪

Come on, Breaker!
Break their hearts!

Break their spirit!
Come on, Breaker!

HEATH: Let's go!

Hmm.

You coming out of there
any time soon?

ANNIE: No. (Sighs)

Well, at least tell me
where you put my tie.

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

Hmm. I was actually planning on
wearing it today, Annie.

Oh, no! Do you forget how to be
a doctor if you don't have your tie?

I'll tell you what, I will be the
doctor and you can have my chemo.

I would if I could.

KNOCK AT DOOR

That's Von.

I thought she wasn't due
for another half an hour.

She's not.
Oh, we're sprung.

Er, OK. We'll tell her I called you
and asked you to come over.

Annie, you don't
have to make excuses.

No, no. I don't want you
to get in trouble.

Not 'cause of me, please? Bart!
Hey, hey. It's none of her business.

Hi.

You're early!
Obviously. Didn't expect to see you.

Hello.
I'm on my way out anyway.

Call you later.

So, miss, how are you?
Yeah, good. Good.

(Breathes deeply)

Well, no, you're not.

You're in pain.
Yeah, it's nothing to worry about.

How bad is it?

It's bad.

When will the doctor
have a look at those X-rays?

As soon as I get Julia settled,
I'll pass them on.

Maybe we should just leave.
What are you talking about?

It's all taking so long.

You're coughing up blood,
for God's sake.

I'm so sorry.

I know that I'm being
a complete pain

but I'm so glad
that you're here for me.

Look, why don't you grab a coffee
or something

and we'll sort everything out here.

That's a good idea. Take a break.

You sure?
Absolutely.

(Groans)
You feeling OK?

Yeah. He's been amazing.

You haven't been together
for too long.

No, but it's been perfect
from the very first moment.

You know when things just click?

Yeah.

If I didn't have him,
then I don't know what I'd do.

I'd be lost.

Ricky, where are you?

I'm at the ice hockey.
Oh, yeah. I forgot.

What do you want, Dan?
I just... I just wanted to talk.

Well, I don't think
we have anything left to talk about.

Rick...
I've gotta go.

(Blows whistle)

Hey, you alright?
Yeah. Yep.

Yes! Yeah! (Laughs)

She still not talking to you?

You want my advice?
No.

She just wants someone
to be strong with her, mate.

Stop dicking around. Be a man.

Haven't you got toilets to clean
or something?

Advice is free, mate.

And just so you know, Maintenance -
we don't do the toilets.

Goldman, can you bring Taylor
up to date, please?

Sure. Hey, welcome back.
Glad to be back.

Yeah. Um, I gotta take these
up to Charlotte.

We have a fractured wrist
in Subacute that needs setting.

Sounds good. Hey, you know
if Gabrielle's on today?

Gabrielle is at an ice hockey match
with a few of the others.

Gabby's at the ice hockey?
Is that a problem?

Let's just say Gabrielle and
blood sports was never a good idea.

CHEERING

What? What?

Open your eyes, Ref!
He's been doing that all day.

How do you know
what anyone's been doing all day?

You don't know the rules.

I understand the spirit of this game

and that Seals player
wouldn't know good sportsmanship

if it jumped up
and bit him on the bum.

Well, why don't you move yours,
lady?

Then we wouldn't all
have to listen to you.

Hey! Hey!
Oh! Ow!

What are you doing?
What?

You expect me to sit and take that?
Yeah.

We'll get into a fight here.
Yeah.

(Tuts)

This your Resus patient?

Looks clear
so I'm no closer to finding out

what's causing
the oesophageal bleed.

Could be a Mallory-Weiss tear.

That's what I was thinking.
So get a gastro consult.

What would I do without you, Frank?
Mmm.

What are you doing here
on a Sunday, anyway?

Oh, just catching up
with a bit of work, that's all.

So you're not here to keep an eye
on Steve Taylor, then?

Hmm?
Come on, Frank.

He disappears out of here
without a word

and then reappears
just as mysteriously,

so I'm guessing you feel the need
to watch him.

Yes, it's his first shift back in
my ED. I do want to keep across it.

Is that a problem?

Not for me. Just wondering how
Gabrielle will feel about it, though.

She's fine about it,
not that it's any of your business.

Oh, good afternoon, Homer.

I hope we're not keeping you
from anything important.

I'm not late, Dr Campion.
Review and discharge those.

I'm not late.

VON: Now I'm insisting you tell me -
how long have you had this pain?

(Sighs) A couple of days.
Two, maybe three.

Why didn't you call me?

Because I was hoping
it would go away, Von.

Alright. Well, I'll organise
with your oncologist for new scans.

Oh...

New scans don't necessarily mean
new cancer.

Yeah, it could, though, couldn't it?

Yes, it could.

But let's not get ahead
of ourselves.

I'm surprised Bart didn't insist
you go in for a check-up.

You haven't told him, have you?

Why not?

Can we just get on with this,
please?

(All sing) ♪ Let's go, Seals!
Oooh, oooh!

♪ Let's go, Seals!
Let's go! Oooh, oooh! ♪

ALL: Oooh!
(Ref blows whistle)

That's what you get
for being a traitor!

What do you get for being an idiot?

Wanna dial it down a notch?
That was a foul!

I think the Ref picked it up. That
could be why he blew his whistle.

Good one, good one, Ref!
You give him what he deserves.

Yes! Yes! Nice one, Icebreakers!
Still alive. Come on, let's go!

She likes her hockey, doesn't she?
Yeah.

(Breathes deeply)

(Ref blows whistle)
Come on, Mummy's boy!

Do your worst!
CHEERING

ALL: Oooh!

LAUGHTER
MAN: Whoo!

Next time, next time!

My granny's got a better shot on her
than that,

and she's been dead for 10 years.

Why don't you shut your mouth?
Why don't you have a cry about it?

Take your stick and go home, eh?

Come down here, mate.
I'll give you stick!

You come up here, you big girl!

Mate, look, don't let him get at ya.

Piss off, mate. No-one asked you.
You're a bloody traitor, Jackman.

They should kick you
out of the comp.

I'm gonna kill ya!
Don't, mate! Don't!

(Groans)

Oh, Jesus!

JACK: Call an ambulance!

Lay down. Stay down.
Don't move or you're gonna die.

(Gasps)

Thank you.

Hey.
Hey.

What have you got for us?
Possible fracture.

He tripped while attacking a guy
in the stands.

Let me take a look at this.
No. You need to go to Jack.

Are you right to stay here?
Ah! Bloody hurts!

Yeah, I bet it does.

Jack, what's happened?
Ice skate to the throat.

Cut through at least one artery.
Any idea which one?

No, and until we get to the ED

I'm not about to take my hands off
to find out.

Yeah. Unit 987 to Base.

I ca... I can't breathe.
HEATH: It's OK. I'm here.

My chest hurts.

OK, just slow your breathing down.

CHRISTIAN: Oh, bugger off.
I would love to, mate.

But I'm a nurse
and if you don't sit forward

you'll end up
swallowing your own blood.

So come on. There we go. Alright.
(Blood drips)

You're alright.

(Gasps)
Why are you moving us? Look at her!

Sorry, mate. We have another trauma
coming through.

Maybe we should just leave.
Actually, it's not that simple.

Because you're coughing blood, we
need to rule out a few things first.

Like what?
Well, tuberculosis for one.

I don't have tuberculosis.

It's unlikely, I know, but
we need to clear you all the same.

I think we'll be OK here.

OK, I'll organise a TB test
and chase up the gastro consult.

Andrew.
I'll just be a minute.

Um, excuse me.

What do you really think's
going on here?

Um, I don't know.

Your best guess.
I don't have one.

Look, I know that's frustrating.

You have no idea.

This is Stuey. He's copped
an ice skate to the throat.

There's a possible injury
to the carotid artery.

I got to him as soon as I could.
He's lost 700ml to a litre of blood.

Don't worry, mate.
We'll sort you out.

There's been nil LOC.
He's maintaining his own airway.

How's his BP?

We couldn't do it because of
all the padding in the uniform.

Frank, he's tachycardiac
and his temp's down.

How'd this happen?

A player reacted
to some sledging from the crowd.

We can expect a couple more.

Bloody hell! OK.
Let's take care of this one first.

Oh, geez! It's killing me!

Wait here
and I'll see where we can put him.

This is doing nothing.

We'll get you something else
when we can.

Yeah, well, hurry up, will you?
Oh, Jesus!

You alright?
Yeah, I'm fine.

This is Aaron Jackman. He's got
a probable fracture to his arm.

He's in pain, as you can see,

and his Penthrox inhaler
hasn't really helped.

BART: Let's get him in a cubicle
and see what we can do.

Do you want trauma pads, Jack?
No, he doesn't, Goldman.

If I take my hands off
he might stroke out.

We need obs now.
Here.

OK, Stuey,
do you know where you are?

Yeah. Hospital.
Do you know what's happened?

It was an accident.
Some accident.

Now my back feels slippery.

OK, mate, I just need you
to stay very still.

Am I gonna die?

Not if you work with us on this.

Stuey, until we can get in there
and repair this artery,

we need to keep the pressure
exactly right.

Too much and we cut off
the oxygen to your brain.

Too little and then you run the risk
of bleeding to death.

So that means
no sudden movements from you

and don't talk unless
absolutely necessary - you got that?

Good boy.
Are you right to stick with this?

Do I have a choice, Frank?

I want full bloods, group and hold.

Ah, chest and lateral c-spine
X-rays.

Got it.
And get Vlasek down here.

Up you get, come on!
(Groans) Get away from me!

Haven't you done enough damage
for one day?

I'm trying to help you.

I should've guessed you'd be
in the middle of this somehow.

Very funny.
Hey, loudmouth?

Let him do his job.
Now, I'm in pain here.

Well, why don't you shut your mouth?

You're a health risk
the more you talk, anyway.

You two must be friends, right?

BOTH: Ha!

(Sighs)

Want to open up for me, mate?

(Groans)

(Exclaims)

Doesn't look like
you've done too much damage.

We'll get some X-rays organised
to be sure.

Good. And I want to talk
to the cops.

I want that traitor
charged with assault.

Christian took a dislike
to one of the players.

Copped a hockey stick to the mouth.

Mmm?
Managed to get my own back.

I reckon that traitor broke his arm
trying to get away from me.

Tripped and fell
on his own ice skates.

Well, is it my problem
if he's got two left feet?

No wonder they didn't want him
on the team.

You're as much to blame as he is,
and you know it.

So are you!
In what way am I to blame?

Let's get those X-rays organised.
Thanks.

Fine.

I like her! (Laughs)

No injuries, but she is getting
some tightening in the chest.

Mmm.
(Pants)

OK, let's get you into a cubicle
and onto some monitoring.

I'd like to do an ECG
just to be safe.

I'm so sorry about all this.
Don't be silly.

Chest pain is not
to be taken lightly.

You don't need to stay
if you don't want to.

My afternoon plans are pretty much
stuffed up, anyhow.

About bloody time!

How many times do you have to be
paged before you actually show up?

I was in Theatre. Thought I'd better
finish the operation first.

Ice skate through the carotid.

Possibly some other arteries
as well.

You were there? Did you get
a good look at the laceration?

The cut is about
7 to 10 centimetres long,

and 4 to 5 millimetres deep.

Straight or jagged cut?
Um...

What are his obs?

Uh, BP's 110 on 65. Pulse is 100.

You applied pressure the whole time?

As soon as I could.
How long has that been?

Too long.

Stuart. Stuey? Hi, my name's Mike.

You're gonna need an operation
to fix up that cut on your neck.

I want to do it as soon as possible.

Just blink if that's OK with you.

OK. I'll be as quick as I can.

Gonna have to call up
a head and neck surgeon.

They'll be on the golf course
by now.

Gonna have to get one of them off it.

Is Aaron alright?
Yeah, I think so.

Uh, Stuey? No more talking, OK?

Hey! Whoa, whoa!

You're not coming near me with that.

It's morphine. It's for the pain.
Yeah. No needles, alright?

It's only a little injection.

I saw you get a lot worse
on the ice today.

Well, that's different, alright?
It's a sport.

It comes with the territory, eh?

Well, it's not supposed to.
Problem?

Apparently we're afraid
of needles.

You do understand, it's the best way
to ease your pain.

I said no.

Suit yourself.

Let's get him to Radiology.
We'll prep him for a back slab.

Without pain relief?
He obviously doesn't want it.

Hurt like hell, but he's
a big man. He can take it.

Uh, just...

How bad is this pain gonna get?

Well, I wouldn't want
my bones grinding together

without something
to take the edge off it.

But compared to
what some other people

are going through right now,
I think it'd be a walk in the park.

Oh... Give it to me.

Yeah?

Would you mind passing me my water?

Here you go.
Ta.

Here.
Thanks.

Now how are you feeling?

The nausea's starting to kick in.
It's much faster than last time.

OK. Finished?

Well, the second course of chemo
can often hit harder than the first.

It's...

Well, we'll just wait a while.

Hey?
OK.

Oh.

He hasn't actually moved in,

if that's what you're trying
to figure out.

Oh, no, no. I wasn't.

Yes, you are.

It's nice that
you're worried about him.

I'm worried about both of you.

Well, you don't need to be.

Don't I?

You just think about
the circumstances you met under.

Von, I would have fallen in love
with him if I'd met him in a bar.

He's the only good thing
that I have in my life.

Don't make me give that up.

I won't.

Why are you lying to him?
I'm not lying to him!

Yes.

Darling...

You are not doing yourself or Bart
any favours...

..by pretending to him
that you're well.

I don't want
every conversation that we have

to be about this stupid disease.

I just want things
to be normal between us.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

(Gasps)

ECG looks clear.
Oh, that's a relief!

Mind if I have
another listen to your chest?

Be my guest.

It sounds good.

It probably was
just an anxiety attack.

So what now?

I'd like to keep you under
observation for a while longer.

I don't want to be any trouble.
No, not at all.

I'll come back
and check on you soon.

I'm pretty thirsty. Is there any
chance you could grab me a drink?

Sure. Won't be a sec.

What are you doing, Mel?
This is not what we talked about.

I know, but I saw a chance

to suss the place out for myself,
so I took it.

You screw this up, I'll tear
you apart, you understand?

MEL: Is it always this busy?
Never a dull moment.

How do they keep track of it all?

Through the staff base, I guess.

He the boss?

(Laughs) How'd you guess?

He has that, um...

..that frazzled look about him
that bosses get, you know?

Like the whole world
is on his shoulders.

Where is my pain relief?

Is Santa bringing it on his sleigh?

Yeah, he is. And you know what?

When you see him,
maybe you should ask.

What about her?
It's Gabrielle, isn't it?

She seems the bossy kind.
What's her position?

Nursing Unit Manager.

If you want anything done
in this place,

it helps to be on her good side.

Hey.
What?

You're not paid to harass patients.
Why are they paying you, Frank?

You're not paying me, Frank.
It's my day off.

Then go home.

Help, please! It's Julia.
Somebody help her.

(Julia coughs)

She just started coughing, and then
she vomited up all this blood.

Julia, it's Dr Beaumont.
Can you tell me what's happening?

(Gasps)

Right. There's decreased air entry
and dullness in the lower right lung.

She's tachy and hypertensive.

Push that through,
get the pressure up. Charlotte?

This can't be TB.
There's too much blood.

I'd bet on an obstruction.

But you saw the X-rays yourself.
They were clear.

OK. What did we get? We got an AP
and a lateral chest film?

No, just the AP.
Get a lateral, just in case.

(Coughs violently)

Her sats are dropping,
her pulse is getting thready.

So whatever you want to do...
Get the X-ray.

On your side.
(Gasps and pants)

Breathe for me. You'll be right,
you'll be right.

OXYGEN HISSES
Try to breathe.

That's the girl.

OK. Theatre's prepped and ready.

We're still waiting
on the head and neck guy.

Well, how long is he gonna take?

40 minutes. 45 tops.

Well, it wouldn't want to be
much longer, Mike.

Understood.

Platelets you ordered, Mike.
Good.

Let's push them through
straightaway.

Platelets?
Yeah - help with the clotting.

Mind you, if we have
to hang around here much longer,

we should think about
packing some ice around the wound.

Wish I'd worn my gloves.
Sorry about that.

Anything I can get
to make you more comfortable?

(Grunts) Um...
Oh, a water would be good.

Sure. That I can do.

Did someone find out if Aaron's OK?

Hey, Stuey? I just need you to stay
as quiet and still as you can.

I need to know. He's my best mate...

The guy who did this to you
is your mate?

He was, anyway.
Till he switched teams.

(Groans) It's all my fault.

Why'd she leave me?

I'm a good catch, right?

How much morphine did you give him?

Just the dose you wrote up.

I am right. I'm a good catch.

I'm sure you are,
in your own special way.

Why'd she shack up with him?

Who?

Stuey.

I trusted him and he just...

..he repaid me by stealing
my girlfriend from underneath me.

We might ease up on
the pain relief. See how that goes.

I lost
the two most important people...

..in my life.

They're gone.

Finished.

You need to rest now, OK?

How can I?

I love her.

It was... it was all good.

And it was fun.

Now... it's just all gone to hell.

Well, it happens, Aaron.

People fall in love
and you can't stop that.

But if I'd known
it was gonna hurt this much...

..I never would've started it.

Swill it around.

Yep. That's it. Now spit.

Charming.

Mate, today is your lucky day.

Oh, you're kidding me, right?

I checked the X-rays.
Your jaw isn't broken.

I'll write you up for some
pain relief and you're done.

That's it?
Yeah, yeah.

I can't shut my mouth.

Open up for me.

Wider.

(Gasps)

We got any oral surgeons
hanging around?

Huh! On a Sunday?

Mate, it does look like
your teeth are out of alignment,

but there's not much
we can do about that here.

Great.

OK. Well, I will get
the discharge papers organised.

You're bloody loving this,
aren't you?

Oh, yeah.
I love being here on my day off.

I bet you do.
I bet you live for this place. Hmm?

Just an old spinster...
'Old'?!

Hey! That's enough.
What would you like us to do, mate?

I'm not leaving here like this, OK?

So you do whatever you have to do
to fix me up.

OK. I'll make a few calls.

See what I can do.
Thank you.

And take her with you.

I'm gonna throttle him.

I'd happily do it for you, but I'd
like to last more than one shift

before Frank finds a reason
to bounce me back out of here.

Oh, come on. You wouldn't be here
if he didn't trust you.

How do you feel?
About me being here?

You've got some dentists to call,
haven't you?

(Sighs) I could hug you, but...

A thankyou would be fine.

(Sighs tiredly)
How come he's not in Theatre?

He should be a priority.
Well, he is.

It's just... we're waiting
for the head and neck specialist.

Of course. Remind me never
to have an accident on a Sunday.

Yeah.

Are you alright?
Yeah.

Can I get you anything else?

No, we're good.

OK.

And what are you still doing here?

Oh. Melissa's under observation.

Figured I'd stay
and make sure she's alright.

Melissa?

This was the woman who
was hanging off you at the ice rink?

Very funny.
She was having a panic attack.

At least, that's what
we think it was.

Mmm. And of all the men in the
place, she chose to grab onto you.

I was sitting right next to her
when the fight broke out.

Right.
Come on, Kate.

Don't go making anything of it.
I'm not.

I'm saying,
women love men in uniform.

Yeah, well, I'm not in uniform, am I?

Your obs look pretty good. Your BP's
OK and your oxygen sats are normal.

So it was just a panic attack?

Mmm. It looks that way.

How embarrassing is that?

I reckon I would've panicked too

if I found myself
in the middle of a brawl.

Give me 10 minutes
for your paperwork?

Then you're alright to go home.
Make sure you take it easy tonight.

No worries about that.
I'm heading straight for bed.

Mmm. Good plan.
I'll leave you to get dressed.

Hey, how's she doing?
Yeah, yeah. She's good to go.

Great.

Melissa, are you decent?

Almost.

I don't believe it.
Neither do the guys in Radiology.

A drawing pin
in the right main bronchus.

Actually, it's a push pin.
That's what they call it.

So why didn't that show up
in the first X-ray?

Must have been hidden
behind the ribs in the AP view.

Oh, God.

You think she did it on purpose?

Well, you know,

you don't swallow one of those
and not know you did it.

Why the hell would she do that?

Good question, Dan.

Bloody good question.

A push pin? How did that get there?

We were hoping
that you could tell us.

I have no idea.

You knew, didn't you?

Andrew...?

You knew what that lunch was about
before we even got there.

What are you talking about?

You knew that I was going
to break it off with you,

so you came prepared, yeah?

That's insane.

It must've been in the food.

Yeah, OK, why don't
we talk about this

after we sort out
her medical situation?

I should've picked up on it.
I would never do anything like that.

Wouldn't you?

I can't believe
you'd think that of me!

Let's set the bronchoscope up
and remove that pin

before it does any more damage.

What about all the other accidents?
What accidents?

You know, I'd tell her
that I was off to meet friends,

and then she'd call an hour later
and say that she's fallen over,

or burnt her hand, or cut herself.

And me? I'd come running back
to make sure that she was alright.

Julia, you need to try and take
deep breaths and stop the coughing.

Andrew, wait!
I'm such an idiot!

OK, mate. Why don't we wait outside?

You know what?
I can't take it anymore.

You, the game playing, everything.
I'm out of here.

Andrew? (Gasps)

OK, you need to calm down.
No, I have to talk to him.

No, no.
I have to try and explain...

That's not a good idea right now.

Julia, if that pin moves,
it could kill you.

I don't care. Please, just get him.

(Sobs) Please.

(Wails)
Shh. Come on.

(Continues wailing)

Come on.
Deep breaths.

Shh, shh, shh.
Deep breaths. That's it.

Oh!

OK, I want you to keep
your mouth open

until the local's had a chance
to work, alright?

That shouldn't be too difficult.

Oh, you've got it.
Yep.

He's travelling back
from his weekender this afternoon

and he'll be available
first thing tomorrow morning.

I should've studied dentistry.

This is a friend of mine. Give him
a call. He'll look after you.

Hey, are you gonna leave him
like that?

Hmm. It's kind of tempting.

(Grunts in protest)

OK, I want you
to clench your jaw down slowly.

That's it.

Good.
(Moans)

Mmm.

Ah. I can shut my mouth.
Hallelujah.

It'll give you a better chance
to save your teeth,

but there's no guarantees, alright?

Now can we discharge him?

Yeah.
Just get me the hell out of here.

You heard the man.
(Sighs happily)

So, just a word of advice - I would
keep that heckling to a minimum,

unless you want those dental bills
to spiral out of control.

Maybe you should
take your own advice.

Yeah, alright. Maybe.

Hey, listen. You think...
What?

You wanna come with me
to the game next weekend?

What - are you asking me out
on a date?

Well, yeah.

(Laughs incredulously)

Out.

Come on. We had some fun today,
didn't we?

(Hisses) Get out!

What's your problem?

It's not like you've got anyone
waiting at home for you or anything,

is it?

Well, think about it!

Oh!

That's what I love about you.

Even when you beat them down,
they keep on coming back for more.

Don't you get any ideas.

We probably would've lost the game
anyway.

Probably. Still,
you've got to support your team.

So, I'll see you at the game
next weekend?

Maybe.
Cool.

You lost something?

Yeah, my ID card.
Must've left it at home.

Hey, mate, do you mind
buzzing us through?

Sure thing.
BUZZ!

So, I'll see you around, yeah?

Yeah.

What the hell were you thinking?

All-access hospital ID.

It's gotta come in handy, right?

Idiot. They're gonna cancel it
the second he reports it missing.

I was trying to help.
Well, don't!

Fine.

Look, could you trust me?
I've got this all sorted.

I'm sorry.

Just stick to the plan.
It'll be sweet.

Are you coming home now?

Gotta finish my shift.

24 hours this is all gonna be over.

What shall we do with it?

I can't imagine she'd want
to keep it as a souvenir, can you?

Hmm.

She's really stuffed things up now,
hasn't she?

We'd better organise
a psych consult.

She could've killed herself
doing this.

And next time, she might.

Maybe once Andrew realises
she has a problem they can...

..sort things out.

Would you go back to her
after a stunt like that?

She's sick.
She can't help what she did.

Maybe, but it's hardly the basis
of a good relationship, is it?

I mean, she obviously wanted more
than he was willing to give.

Or he encouraged it.

What?

Well, if he wanted out
of the situation,

he should've just told her.

Dan, do you think
that would've made it OK?

PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Say the word - I'll quit my job,

we'll spend the rest of our lives
in bed together.

That's not very practical.
Who's gonna pay for the pizza?

Yeah, good point. How'd it go?

Yeah, it was fine.

No nausea?
Not yet.

Hey, look,
Von's just on her way out,

so I'll see you when you get home.

You'd tell me, right,
if you weren't coping?

Yeah, course.

OK.

Well, I'd better get back
to earning that pizza money.

Mmm. Good boy. OK, see ya.

'Bye.

Everything alright?

Yeah.

You're not gonna tell him, are you?

He's a doctor. You can't keep it
from him forever.

Well, he hasn't noticed so far.

Maybe he hasn't wanted to.

How are you going to explain
the scans I've organised?

I don't know yet.

Ann-Maree.

I know you're his friend. I get that.

But you're also my nurse.

And I am asking you not to tell him.

Please.

Your coach dropped this in for you.
It's got your clothes in it.

He didn't want to see me.

He said he had reports to fill out.

Something about
a disciplinary hearing.

I'll just get this cannula out
and then you can get dressed.

They're probably gonna ban me
from playing, you know.

Can you blame them?

The heckler was one thing - he
deserved a smack in the mouth but...

..I didn't mean to hurt Stuey.

I didn't even know I'd kicked him
until I saw all the blood.

How is he?

They're trying to get him to surgery.

See if they can repair the damage
to the artery in his neck.

If you want to see him
after the operation,

I could organise that for you.

No, I can't.
Why not?

'Cause too much has happened.

I... I wouldn't know
what to say to him.

So pride's stopping you?

Yeah, maybe. I don't know.

He's your best mate, right?
Yeah.

Well, that has got to count
for something, doesn't it?

Oh, I was hoping to run into you.

Here I am.
Is Ann-Maree OK?

I mean,
I know she's just had the chemo.

She just... every now and then
she goes quiet on me.

And sometimes when she doesn't know
I'm looking, she, uh...

Ah, doesn't matter.
Forget it. She's OK, isn't she?

She's got a lot to deal with
at the moment.

Listen, I'm a bit strapped.
I'll get back to you later.

Sure.

Sure.

OK. Thank you.

That was Mike -
the specialist has arrived

and the orderlies are coming
to take Stuey up to theatre now.

(Sighs with relief)
How's he going?

Yeah, he's hanging in there.

How are YOU going?

My back is killing me.

Hey, don't. Don't.
You should go home.

There's no point all of us
ruining our weekend.

I can't. I feel... responsible.

Oh, you didn't start it.

You just...
you were pissing off a heckler.

Hmm. I was, wasn't I?

(Chokes)
MONITOR BEEPS FRANTICALLY

Shit!

No! No, no, no, Jack!
Too much pressure!

You're cutting off his airway.

How's that?
Oxygen sats still falling.

OK, we're gonna need to release.

What?! He'll bleed out.

If we don't get some blood
to his brain, then he'll die anyway.

So just get the trauma pads.
Alright.

You ready?
Yep.

Go!

BP's dropping.

We'll have to intubate.
Sux and thio.

Do you want me to call Mike?
He's already on his way.

I'm gonna have to get a clamp
onto this carotid.

Sux and thio going in.

7.5 tube.

Can't see a bloody thing.
More suction.

I'm gonna need that clamp.

I'm in.

Got it. Dan?

BP's still dropping.

Take it easy, Jack. Take it easy.

Don't you dare bloody die on me.
Not after all this.

MIKE: Here we go.
Take it easy, guys.

Thank you. We'll take it from here.

No, he's my patient. I'm not...
Not anymore he isn't.

Go and get yourself cleaned up.

(Sighs)

There's nothing more
you could've done.

(Huffs)

Jack...

What's happening?
It's just...

(Sniffs) To get a patient
that far and...

..have it all go wrong
at the last minute.

It is amazing you got him
that far at all.

How are you settling in?

Oh, yeah. Good. Thanks.
Yeah. Everything's good.

Hey.

Heading home?
Yeah.

The ice hockey player I came in with
is being discharged, so...

Well, no point hanging around
if you don't have to.

Ricky, I've been an idiot.
Why are you doing this?

What? What?

What are you trying to prove
by pushing me away?

I'm not trying to prove anything.

I'm just...

..I really thought
I was doing the right thing.

I had no idea how hard this hep C
treatment was gonna hit me.

And it's nothing compared to
how much I've been missing you.

Well, I've missed you too.

Oh.

But things have got to change.

Yeah, I know. I'm so sorry.

We're either in this together
or we're not in it at all.

Yeah. Well, I vote for together.

You better be sure.

'Cause you push me away
one more time, I stay pushed.

Never again. I swear it.

So... what do we do now?

Now you kiss me.

Ah, Frank.
What are you doing here today?

Could ask you the same thing.

Look,
I've just given Ann-Maree Preston

her second course of chemo.

Oh, yeah? How's she travelling?

Oh, where do I start?

When I got there this morning,
Bart was already there.

(Sighs) I've talked to him
about this.

Well, he hasn't listened.

He's practically moved in.

I couldn't give a rat's about that,
except...

..she's deteriorating.

I see.

How bad is she?

Well, I've arranged for her
to see the oncologist,

but she's gonna get worse
before she gets better.

If she gets better.

Have you said anything to him?
She asked me not to.

He's got to know.

Yes, well, she's got to be the one
who tells him.

I'm her nurse!

I mean, I've got to be there for her!
Respect her wishes!

Yeah, yeah, yeah. You do.

You do.

So will you keep an eye on Bart?

Because I can't take care
of the two of them.

Pizza delivery.

(Sighs) I didn't know
if you'd feel up to it, so I...

You OK?

No.

What is it?

I'm scared.

Me too.