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(CHOPPER WHIRRS, SIRENS WAIL)

(SIREN WAILS)

Er, Greg Carter, assault victim.

Claims no LOC but does have a nasty
laceration at the back of the head.

We stemmed the bleeding but it's the
other guy here that really needs you.

I got this. Thanks very much.
Greg, I'm Steve. I'm a doctor.

We need to get you moving
as soon as we can.

Les, is he alright?
He's being looked after.

Just gonna shine this in your eyes.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Very good. Can you see alright?
It's a bit blurry, you know?

Kinda dizzy, you know?
Squeeze my hand for me.

Come on, see what's happening
to Les. I'm OK, mate.

What kind of pressure
are we talking about?

Well, the hydraulics operate
at more than 2,000 psi.

They leave cars looking like that.

Look, we can get him out in a couple
of seconds, if that's what you want.

I'd rather get him out alive.
Alright.

We're good to go when you are.
Just give us a nod.

(GROANS)

We're gonna take all this
nice and easy, Les.

It'll tell us what's going on
under there.

I'm trapped. That's what's going on.

Yeah, that's what
we already figured.

Need you to stay
nice and still for me, OK?

I need to piss.
I really need to piss. I can't.

We'll try to get the pressure off
soon as we can.

Meantime we can do
something about the pain.

A large bore cannula
and 10 milligrams IV morphine.

The switch is over there.
Just turn it on!

I'm sorry, Les.

I know you wanna get out of here

but we've gotta do this
really slowly, OK?

(GROANS)

His mate's on his way to All Saints.
Doing a lot better than this bloke.

He's got probable bladder damage
and on top of that...

Well, God knows what else.

(GROANS)

Some evidence of broad complex
tachycardias on her rhythm strip.

I want a nasogastric tube right away

followed by some activated charcoal
and sorbitol.

Let's go here. Subacute five.
Rossi, come with me.

What have we got?
Suspected overdose.

Right, you take over.
I've already got two acute beds.

You'll survive.
Frank!

Go on. Off you go.

You're taking me off
halfway through a handover?

I got something else for you.

"Pharmacy Requisition Audit."

Yes, and I want it finished
by the end the week.

By me?
Yes, by you.

This is admin work. You're
taking me off the floor to do admin?

Yes, I am.

Alright, by the end of the week.

Natasha, do you know where you are?

(SLURS) Hospital.

Do you know what day it is?
Thursday.

Is there someone
we can call for you?

Come on, Natasha, stay with us.

You can do it.
How you going with that NG tube?

Nearly ready.
Alright.

When you're done I want serial ECGs,
an FBC and also a tox screen.

OK.

OK, Natasha, we need to get
the poison out of your stomach.

To do that Amy is gonna put a tube
through your nose down your throat.

Do you understand?
Yeah.

OK, it's gonna be a little
uncomfortable but we need to do it.

The first of Vlasek's patients
is coming in.

Claire, you're needed
in the ambo bay.

Beaumont, I want you
on this MRU patient.

I do have my hands full.
Nobody else is available. Get to it.

Bart.
He's busy.

OK.

GCS 14. Pupils equal
and reactive to light.

Good strength in all limbs.

Full trauma series?
Uh-huh, and a head CT.

How you doing there, Greg?
I've had better days.

I'm sure you have. Let's see
if we can improve this one for you.

Transfer on three. One, two, three.

Any word on Les?

Everything's being done that can be
so let's worry about you, huh?

I didn't mean to but it was me!
I pushed him in there!

Jeez, he was punching me and I...

Shhh! None of that
matters right now.

Come on. I need you
to lie still for me.

Right.

Dave, do you know
when his friend's coming in?

Try 'if'.
Thanks.

Alright, just slow your breathing
down for me, Greg. Slow it down.

Yep. Yep.

Yep. Bit more.

You're doing well, Les.

Well, I feel like crap,
if you really wanna know.

I can help you with
some more pain relief.

Another five milligrams IV morphine.

I'll get it.
And soda bicarb on stand-by?

Yep.
God!

What's holding you up? Press the
bloody button and get me outta here!

Les, you have got to stay still, OK?

The more you move
the worse it is for you.

Bossy little number, aren't you?

So I've been told.

Know who you remind me of?
Who?

My daughter Lily.
She's bossy, the same as you.

I'm liking her already.
Huh.

Even now she's up in Queensland she's
on the phone every day in me ear,

telling me what I've done wrong.

Someone's gotta
keep you in line, yeah?

That's what she says.

My wife's up there with her
at the moment.

She reckons she's had enough of me.

(CRIES)
What, for good?

It looks that way. (SOBS) Oh!

She went a few weeks ago
and said she...

25 years, she can't take any more.

Oh, God!

You're on a winning streak,
aren't ya?

Oh, this really hurts, Jo.
This really hurts.

Phwoar!

Squeeze hard.
(GROANS)

Just try and breathe normally, OK?
Yeah.

This is gonna help, Les.
(GRUNTS)

You're not leaving, Jo, are you?
No. I'm not going anywhere.

(SIGHS)

How's she doing?

OK. BP's steady.
Mm-hm.

Hey, I found this.

It's to a Chris Kelloway.

It's a suicide note.
She did it over a guy.

We should try and track him down.

But what if it's
because of something he did?

We don't know that and he could be
the closest thing to a next of kin.

I'll get Von to chase him up.
Ta.

What kind of time frame
are you thinking here?

Well, it's gonna have to be slow.
At least half an hour, maybe more.

And let's make our first move
just a couple of millimetres,

take the slightest
bit of pressure off, OK?

OK. Standing by.

Time to let him know
what he's in for.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

How's the pain, Les?
It's alright.

I just wanna get out of here.

OK.

But before we do that, there's
something we need to talk about.

You have what's known as
a 'crush injury'.

(LAUGHS) No kidding.

And when a body is crushed like yours

it builds up toxins
and because of the pressure

it's very hard
for these to be released.

Well, that don't sound too good.

When we do take the pressure off you

those toxins suddenly
surge through your whole system.

Now, you need to know that
your chances of surviving this

are not good.

(SIGHS)

Is there anyone you wanna call
and talk to before we get started?

I do but, um...

Do you wanna call your wife
or your daughter?

Wanna speak to my wife
Lindy before I, er...

I just wanna hear
her voice one more time.

There's a small subarachnoid
haemorrhage there.

Mmm, but contained.
You're not thinking surgery yet?

No, it's not indicated.
Agreed.

And the C spine was OK.

Greg, I just want to feel your neck.

You let me know
if you have any discomfort at all.

How's that? Do you feel any pain?
No.

And what about there?
No.

Good. C spine's clear.
The collar can come off.

You let them know if that headache
gets any worse at all.

Thanks.

You'll be a lot more comfortable
with this gone.

2.5 milligram morphine IV PRN.
No more.

I don't want to mask
any further bleeding symptoms.

(SIGHS) Les - is there any word?

Er, no. None yet.

The smallest change, you let me know.

Known him since I was a kid.
Used to work for my dad.

I've never seen him
like he was today.

I've never even seen him
raise his voice.

Well, was there any reason
for the change?

Plenty. His kids barely
speak to him nowadays.

The wife walked out on him
and then I went and sacked him.

I just thought he'd find some other
job. I thought he'd be OK and...

Taking a swing at the boss
is no way to get your job back.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

Claire, can we organise
that morphine, please?

Be right back.

I don't know what to say to her.
What if she hangs up?

You really think that's likely?

Look, I just don't wanna
bugger it up, not if it's my last...

I don't want her remembering me
as the dickhead she tried to forget.

Well, then, tell her that.

If it is the last time
you talk to her

then you gotta try and leave her
with something, Les.

I dunno what to say.

Just be honest.

Doesn't have to be fancy.

Just has to be the truth.

You all set?
(SIGHS)

Go on.

Lindy!

Look, I've had
a bit of an accident at work.

Yeah, look, I'll tell you in a sec.

I just need to
tell you something first.

Look, I know I've let you down

and you deserve a lot better
than whatever I gave you.

And, er, I-I just wish
I had time to make it up to you

but I don't think
I'm gonna get that chance.

Yes, it's pretty bad.

The doctors are here trying to get
me out and get me to hospital.

No. No, no, don't worry about it.

Jo. Jo.

Take a break.
Look...

What's happened happened, OK?

It's...it's all my fault.

Just love me, Lindy.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

(SOBS) I love you!

He's finished the call.

We're about to do the release.
Sorry about that.

Not my finest hour.

It gets to all of us sometimes.

No, it just brought up some stuff,
that's all.

I shouldn't have let it, though.
Not in front of him.

I'm gonna go back there.
If you can't, that's OK.

No questions.
Oh, no. I'm fine. How is he?

Not too confident
about what's coming up next.

Better see what I can
do for him, then, eh?

I've got the police onto
finding the man in the note.

Let's hope it turns out
to be a good idea.

And I discovered who called 000.

She did.

So she didn't really want to die.

She cut it a bit fine.
She wasn't to know.

Can you do some more bloods
to check the serum potassium level?

Yep.
How'd you go with the GP?

He confirmed a prescription
for antidepressants

but apart from a couple
of short bouts of depression

no history of mental illness.

So we're back to the guy.
Could be.

I'll get onto you
when the police call me.

Thanks, Von.
Will she make it?

Should know in the next hour or two.

I hope she gets a chance
to realise that he's not worth it.

'Cause let's face it, no guy is.

Were you always this bitter or
is this just about recent history?

What do you mean?

Bart told you, didn't he?

He didn't go into any real detail.

What, am I hospital gossip now?
No! Of course not.

But if you keep up the man bashing
people might start to wonder.

I'll get those bloods organised.
Do.

Charlotte, do you think it's alright
if can I add suggestions to this

to streamline the process,

like getting a barcode
and scanner system?

For what?
Pharmacy requisition audit.

Why are you doing that?
Frank told me to.

Is this why you're unavailable for
anything else, because of the audit?

Said it was urgent.
Since when?

Didn't tell me, but if he says
it is, I guess it must be.

Not...necessarily.

Well, I'm not gonna argue with him.
Can I use the barcode system or not?

Um, sure. If you wanna recommend it,
go for it.

Yeah, yeah. Good.
I think that's good.

Thanks.

Gabs?
Yeah?

What's going on
between Bart and Frank?

What do you mean?
He done something to piss him off?

Well, not that I know of. Why?

Nothing. Maybe it's nothing.

No, just forget it.
What?

No, Charl...

Just hold still for me.

The fact that Les isn't in here yet,

do you think
that's a good thing or not?

I really can't say.

Even if he does make it in here

he's gonna be stuck in a wheelchair
for the rest of his life.

You aren't responsible
for what he did.

I was the one who sacked him.
Couldn't afford him anymore.

That's still no excuse
for attacking you.

I didn't even stop what I was doing
to talk to him properly.

Honestly, I didn't wanna
talk to him at all!

Hey, it's OK. It's alright.

When he shoved me
up against the crusher

I could feel myself
starting to black out

and I just pushed him
out of the way, I...

I got to the stop button
but that was it.

I passed out.

It was an accident

and it sounds like
it was his making, not yours.

Look, when somebody attacks you
you've got to stand up for yourself.

It's the only thing you can do.

Hey, you can't let yourself
be a victim.

No-one deserves that.

MAN: Right, everything's in place.

OK. Good. Good.

OK, Les, now, we're not gonna
do anything till you say so

but the sooner we do something,
the better.

Got it. Oh!

It's gonna be a slow process,
stop-start.

We'll deal with
the release of toxins as it happens.

At least I got to talk to Lindy.
I'm really glad I got to do that.

And you said everything
that you wanted to say?

I should've said it years ago.

Better late than never, eh?

Get me out of here, might be able
to meet her at the airport, eh?

Peak hour?
She might have to catch a cab.

It doesn't matter.

I know she's coming
and she still cares

so I can cope with the rest of this.

Jo, before this goes any further,

if I end up cactus, please tell Greg
that it wasn't his fault.

Yeah. I'll tell him.

So you set?

Yeah.
Right.

Ah!
You hold on, yeah, Les?

I'm here for the ride, OK?
Yeah.

I'm not gonna let you go, I promise.
Oh, just do it. Just do it.

Laurie, stage one.

(GROANS) Oh!

(GRUNTS)

Ohhh!

(METAL CREAKS)

Ohhhh!

Les!

Your oldest daughter,
what's her name?

(GROANS)
Come on, Les, what's her name?

Lily. Lily!

Twenty units of insulin?

(GRUNTS AND GROANS)
Go.

Les, what are
the other girls' names?

(GROANS) Oh, I can't!

Their names, Les, what are they?

Arggh!

(WAILS)

(MOANS) Where am I?

Natasha? Natasha?
It's OK. You're safe.

Hospital.
That's right. You're at All Saints.

Do you remember? You called 000.

Oh, the ambulance.

That's right.
And you're doing fine now.

Chris? Is he here?

Chris Kelloway?
Is he here?

We're trying to find him.

Good.

Is he your boyfriend?

He was.

I suppose I guessed that.

We found the note that you wrote him.

One minute, um...
we're planning our lives together.

The next minute, nothing.

Like I never even existed.
That's horrible.

He won't speak to me. Won't see me.

I still don't know why.

Are you sure you want him
to come in today?

Yes! I'm sure.

OK. If that's what you want.

Has he said much about Natasha?

Er, no, but he's here now,
so that's a start.

Chris? This is Adam Rossi.

G'day.
He's the doctor treating Natasha.

Um, how is she?
Is she gonna be alright?

It's a bit of a waiting game
at the moment

but, er, things are
looking positive for now.

Next few hours
should be crucial for her.

I knew she wasn't totally happy
about a lot of things,

but, um, to try and kill herself,
I dunno, I mean, I really don't.

When was the last time you saw her?

Oh, we haven't spoken for,
um...well, a little while.

You're not together?

No. Nup.

She's been asking to see you.

But it's entirely up to you.

No. No, no, no.
Of course I'll see her.

Er, when?

She's awake now.

Oh!

Do I look alright? My hair?
You look great.

If he can't see it, he's blind.

Brought you a visitor.

Hi.

Hi.

Pretty dumb, huh?

Yeah.

Probably not the smartest thing
you've ever done.

I'm sorry.

Didn't know what else to do.

I'm so glad you're here.

You, er...you feeling OK?

I am now. Come here!

Hold my hand.

We're gonna work this out, aren't we?

It's what we both want. You wouldn't
be here if you didn't think so.

Look, I just came here to make sure

that you're gonna be OK
and I'm glad you are.

Can we have a moment alone?

No! No, no. It's fine.
Look, I'm not staying.

What? Chris, you can stay!

Your problems are not my concern.
Not anymore.

Well, we need to talk.
No. This is a bad idea.

I shouldn't have come. I'm sorry...
Please, don't leave!

I need...I need you!
No. No, no, no.

You need help.
NO!

And I can't give it to you.
NO! Chris!

You need professional help.
NO!

You're in the right place for it.
No! No, Chris!

Don't go! You said you love me!

Come on, Natasha! It's alright.
It's OK.

No! Chris! NO!

Shh, shh, shh!

I should never have let you
talk me into that

so whatever else you've got
going with her, count me out.

Is there anyone else we can call? Can
you put us in touch with her family?

Look, I've never even met them.

I don't even know where they live
or if they exist.

But try calling her work.
Maybe they'd have those details.

Do you wanna be informed
if she doesn't survive?

Come on! She seems fine.
She's not about to die.

Well, her doctor's not so confident.

Look, staying here
hasn't helped her, OK?

Natasha is under
a great deal of stress.

If you can tell us anything
it'd be a big help.

You have to tell him to come back!

Natasha, listen to me,
you need to calm down.

He loves me!

If you won't tell him, I have to.
You'll pull the cannula out.

I have to make him understand!
He loves me!

You're not right
to try and keep us apart!

We're meant to be together!

Hold still!
We have to be!

You need to let Amy
take care of you.

Natasha, no.
Please!

Get the restraints.

Let me go!
You're just making things worse.

Ahhhh! Stop it!

Ahhh!
I need to see him!

That's enough!

It's not fair!

Please! Chris, stay! (SOBS)

He loves me!

(SOBS)
You're bleeding.

I'll live. Get the restraints on.

(SOBS) No!

(GROANS)

It's in.

(GROANS)

And...

Resolved. Keep going.

JO: Les, you're doing
really well, alright?

I can't die like this.

Stay still and keep breathing, Les.

You gotta get me out now!

Les, you don't want your wife
and your daughters

thinking that you
wimped out, do you?

I can't do this. I can't do this!

You're a fighter, mate.

I know that. You know that.
(GROANS)

Whatever it takes, mate.
Oh, yeah.

Whatever it takes.

Nah, we're losing him.
No, we're not.

No more going slow.
Let's get him out now.

All the way. Come on, let's go!

We've got you, mate.

We used to work together.

Just the two of us, after hours.

We got along well. I liked her.

But she always knew
that I was married.

I see.

My wife found out about it, OK?

So I rang Natasha
and I told her it was over.

How long ago was that?

Um...a couple of months?

You know, it was impossible
at work so I quit!

I thought I was doing the right thing

but she kept calling me
and texting me.

Did you reply?

I love my wife.

I know that sounds lame, but..

..I really do.

I don't know why I keep making
the same mistake over and over again.

It wasn't the first time
you'd been unfaithful?

Look, I'm not proud of any of this.

I can't change what happened,

but come on, there's no point
in me hanging around.

Well, that's up to you.

But if you waited until we found out

more about Natasha's condition...

..you may be able to walk away
from here with a clearer conscience.

ADAM: Natasha, do you know
why you've been scheduled?

It means you're here involuntarily
and you can't leave

for at least six hours

or until a psychiatrist
comes to have a chat with you.

AMY: We know that you're scared.

But we can't have you
hurting yourself or our staff.

Rossi, have you
ordered a psych consult?

Yeah. It could be at least two hours.
Some things never change.

Why are you still here?
It was an emergency.

It's over, and when I said
I wanted that audit

done by the end of the week,
I mean it.

He was helping us and she bit him.

So go and get cleaned up.

If there's any changes, let me know.

So are you gonna let me know what's
going on between you and Frank?

Come on. He's got the shits with you
for a reason. You must know why.

Just leave it, OK?

You wanna tell me why
Bart's in the doghouse?

Is he? I didn't know he was.

Oh, so you're just down on him
because you feel like it?

Is there a point to this?

Doing the audit's
a pretty boring job.

There are lots of boring jobs here
but they have to be done

and the boring part of my job
is allocating them

to the poor schmuck
who has to do them.

Come on.

I'm 2IC, so number one, the audit's
probably my responsibility,

and two, since you're always
six months late on administration,

why the urgency?

Well, one,
since we're learning to count,

if it's such a boring job
you should be glad I palmed it off

and two, I do not need your opinion
on how I run this place.

(STUMBLES) Where are the...
What are they called?

Locum records.

What?!

I'll let Gabrielle know you're not
available for any other patients.

You'll have to sit with her
till the psych consult comes.

OK. No problem.
Give me a yell if you need anything.

Thanks.

You're OK? Comfortable?

Yeah, I'm fine.

If there's anything
that you want, I'm here.

I just don't know why
he treated me like that.

He made me believe
we belonged together.

Why would you lie
about something like that?

I'm sorry I lost it before.

I don't know what's happened to me.

That's OK.

You'd think I would have learned.

I always do this.

Six months is my record with a guy.

I thought he was different.

Did you know he was married?

He said they were miserable
and they were breaking up.

I believed him.

My problem - I always believe them.

Being trusting is not a bad thing.

Look where it's got me.

The more perfect they seem,
the more they hurt you.

You think any guy
is ever going to be perfect?

(SIGHS)

Get rid of him. He's only gonna
make things worse.

Well, only if Natasha finds out
she wasn't his only affair.

Well, I'm not about to tell her.

It'll make her doubly humiliated.

Yes, but you see, he's the only one

who can convince her
that the relationship is over.

What, you're not saying
I should send him back in here?

The guy is a snake.

Well, he genuinely
wants her to get better,

to forget about him.

I reckon he'll say anything
to make that happen.

I don't know, Von.
Look.

I'll prep him.

I will tell him what to say,

what not to say.

Alright, well, hold off until
I make sure she's physically OK.

Your call.

Charging to 360.

Clear!

No response.
One milligram of adrenaline.

Minijet of sodium bicarb.

Hey, I thought
you were going to sleep on me.

Hi.

How are you feeling?
Are you comfortable?

Yeah.

But...I feel kind of...weird.

In what way?
Can you describe it for me?

Funny guy.

Rough as guts.

But he's alright.

You're alright, eh, Les?

Yeah, mate.

Had me there for a sec.

Thought we were both gone.

You know I didn't mean it.

If I could go back...

(MONITORS BEEP RAPIDLY)

Greg!

Come on, Greg! Stay with me!

Greg!

Gabrielle! He's tachycardic.

Give us your hand.

We're still mates, huh?

Still mates.

Clear!

Still nothing.

Five milligrams
midazolam IV, please.

His heart rate's through the roof.

Was there any sign?
He became disorientated.

Come on, Greg. You've come this far.

Still tachycardic.

Come on.

We're gonna laugh
when all this is over.

Sure will.

When it's all over. (LAUGHS)

STEVE: Charging to 360.

Clear!

No response.

We're not giving up now.

Come on, Les.

DAVE: He's been in VF
since the pressure was released

and CPR's been going on
for 30 minutes.

DC shock?

Eight times and several bolus doses
of sodium bicarb since the release.

I need a nurse in here.
Yep.

GCS down from 15 to 3.

We need to intubate.

Size 7 ET tube?
Yes, sux and thio.

Going in.
How can it be going wrong so fast?

Charging to 360.

Clear!

No change.

Charging again.

I'm in, Claire. Can you bag?

Air entry is equal. Put him on
the ventilator as soon as you can.

Mm-hm. Heart rate's dropping.

GCS?
Still 3.

His bleed must be extending.

How long have we been going?
Not long enough.

Clear.

Still erratic.

Pupils fixed and dilated.

No respiratory effort.

Jaeger, where the hell is my nurse?

Go.

Come on, get in here.

I'll go into ICU. They can do
the formal brain death test.

I'll maintain BP and temperature.

Thanks.

Get a milligram of adrenaline in.

Do you want to go again?
Hang on.

We lost him.

Adrenaline going in.

Jo, hold it.

We got a rhythm. He's back.
Well done.

Get onto theatre,
Let them know we're ready for him.

Sure.

You know, I can't
hang around here all day.

If I just knew she was gonna get
through this. Couldn't you call me?

Yes, course,
but shouldn't be much longer now.

You know, I knew what she was like.

Flirty, unpredictable,
a little wild.

I should have guessed
she'd be unstable.

Well, your...brain
flew out the window.

You're not the first.

So I guess you think
I'm a bit of a jerk, huh?

No, I...

..really think you regret
what's happened up until now.

But the question is...

..are you prepared to do
the best you can for her now?

Good news. Natasha's stable.

We'll be transferring her to a ward
as soon as a bed's available.

So she's gonna be OK?
Looks like it.

Oh, that's great.
That's really good news. Thanks.

She's asked to see you again.

Oh, no. No, no.
I'm going now. It's over. I'm done.

It won't be a repeat of before.

She's calmed down. Been sedated.

She's physically restrained.

She's been scheduled.

Which means that she can't
leave the hospital

till she's got the all clear
from a psychiatrist.

Jesus.

We don't want her locked up.

You see, I think the beginning
of getting her better...

..is that she has
a clear understanding

there is no future with you.

Yeah, but I told her that
months ago!

Well, tell her again.

Natasha, Chris is here.
He wants to talk to you.

Is that OK?

Yeah.

Keep it simple.

I'm sorry I yelled at you before.

I'm sorry I hurt you.

It was wrong of me to let you think
that we had a future...

..and I should
have said something straightaway

and I know it.

You don't...

..you don't love me?

No. I don't.

I never did.

I'm sorry it took me this long
to tell you to your face.

I should have said something
straightaway and I know it.

You alright?

I hope things work out for you.

I hope you get strong again but..

..I will not contact you

or reply to any contact
from you ever again.

Natasha.

Do you understand
what Chris is saying?

Over.

Yes.

It is.

It's over.

Go.

Where are you trying to get to?

Tell you when I get there.

Hi.
Hey.

I thought you'd wanna know
Les made it to theatre.

Any word on how they're doing?
Only that he's made it that far.

He's a tough old bugger, isn't he?

Not such good news for Greg.

It doesn't seem right.

The guy who caused it gets saved

but Greg...

..all he was doing
was trying to defend himself.

I'm in the shower.

I quit trying to balance
these things out.

All I know is that Les
had reached breaking point.

He snapped.

He certainly never intended
to kill Greg, though.

Well, whether he meant to or not,
he's the one who got violent.

You OK?

I'm fine.

Hey, you up for dinner tonight,
my place?

Love to. I'll be here
for a couple of hours yet, though.

Oh, whenever.
I'm only reheating leftovers.

Come over after you finish up.

I'll be there as soon as I can.
See you later.

(PHONE RINGS)

Adhesive remover.
Gabrielle Jaeger.

Does anyone
actually use any of this stuff?

I think it's a waste.
I want to get rid of it.

Huh. Was that expected?
Bart.

You do know your shift is over?

Just wanna get it done.

End of the week
doesn't give you much time.

Do you want me to help you?
No, I appreciate it.

No, it's alright. Frank wanted me
to do it. I've got it under control.

Cool. 'Bye.

Ian Kingsley.
Claire's ex?

Yeah. I asked
to be kept informed about him.

He was stepped down
from ICU yesterday

but he discharged himself.

This afternoon.
Early?

Yeah. Only by a day.
But you're worried.

It's not alarm bells
just yet, is it?

Should we be letting
Claire know about this?

Yeah.

Yeah, we should.
I'll give her a call.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYS)
(KNOCK AT DOOR)

(PHONE RINGS)

No! What do you want?

(PHONE CONTINUES TO RING)

What's going on here?

Let me go!

LET ME GO!

You don't want me
to do that, do you?

Ian. Please.

How's the arm?
Was just a bite. I've had worse.

Maybe you should improve
your bedside manner.

Won't be an issue.
Not if Frank has his way.

What's that supposed to mean?

Forget it.
No, come on.

Something's happened
and I'm not in the loop.

What is it?
It's nothing.

He had me
doing a pharmaceutical audit.

Didn't leave me
any time for patients.

Why would he make you do that?
I don't know.

Someone has to do it, I suppose.

What's going on?

I know you know something.

Isn't this between you and Bart?

Don't give me that crap.

Uncle Frank's got Golden Boy
doing some shitty job

and you're going to tell me why.

He heard you two
arguing about your relationship.

So he knows everything? And that's
why he's been punishing Bart.

(SIGHS) Why didn't someone tell me?!
Why am I always the last to know.

I gotta drag it out of the clown
I've been working with all day.

This is ridiculous!
What happened to communication?

You going home?
Mmm.

Oh, did you get onto Claire?

Uh, no. I left a message, though.

I'll see ya.
'Bye.

Um... (CLEARS THROAT)

You might want to look at this
before it goes off.

What is it?

Bart's finished it already?

Apparently so.

Any further comment on that?

You got a second?
What is it?

Whatever's going on between me
and Bart, you need to butt out.

We're adults. Our private life
is our business. Got it?

Point taken.

Good.

In answer to your query, no.

No further comment.

Did you use my towel?
Just to dry my hair.

Oh, thank you very much.
You're welcome.

OK. I'm off. See you tomorrow.
You're not gonna wait for Mike?

No, he could be hours.

Good timing, good timing.

Les made it through surgery.

His wife's with him in ICU.
She came straight from the airport.

That is the best news.

That is good news.
Anyway, fill us in tomorrow.

I've had enough for one day.

See ya.

Hot date.

Fair enough.

So do you think he's gonna make it?

Well, he's not in real good shape

but at least he's in there
with a fighting chance

which is more than he had
this morning.

That'll do.
Hmm.

So...

..what happened out there today?

My little meltdown?

Well, it's not like you haven't
dealt with a crush injury before.

Oh, it was the phone call.

Les on the phone to his wife.

When my Mum died...

..she'd been sick for...

..a long time and...

..I got this phone call
letting me know that this was it.

Mum could hardly talk and I was...

..trying not to blubber.

We never really got a chance
to say goodbye.

Was this recent?

No.

But it's weird, you know?

You think that you're over something

and then, whoosh, suddenly
you're right back in there again.

I'm not perfect. Guilty.

Our secret.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Claire, it's Steve.

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

Hello?

Claire?

It's me.

Claire! It's Steve!

It's me!

(SOBS)

Don't come near me.
Don't touch me.

It's OK.

It's OK, Claire.