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I know that work can seem
a little thankless at times,

but, "if you can meet
with triumph and disaster

"and treat those two impostors
just the same" you'll be alright.

Hey, watch it, pal.

You like Kipling?
Uh, well, I...

"Man's timid heart is bursting
with things he must not say,

"for the woman that God gave him,
he cannot give away.

"But when hunter meets with husband,
each confirms the other's tale.

"The female of the species
is more deadly than the male."

Von...

Moron?

Smelliott?

(LAUGHS) Moron!
Hey, Smelliott! (CHUCKLES)

Do you know that patient?
We went to school together.

Can I just...
Go ahead.

So, what happened to you?

Oh, it's nothing.
Just a bump on the scone.

Hey, don't tell me you're a doctor.
Why wouldn't I be?

Dude, your biggest goal in life
was to schtoop Natalie Imbruglia.

(CHUCKLES) How'd that go, anyway?

Yeah...no.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Morgan, can you try and keep still?

This hard collar's here
to protect you from spinal injuries.

I'll be right. Had worse than this.

So, what happened?

I clipped the leading edge
of my snowboard doing a rail-slide.

You're brought in here
from the snowfields?

No, Grandma's house.

She's got this huge staircase
in the entrance.

It's been begging
for a big grind for years.

I'm just gonna shine a light
into your eyes.

Amy, uh, when you get a second,

can you organise a chest X-ray
and a C spine?

Sure. Uh, heart rate's 90, sats 95.

Anything I can do?
Yes, he's lost a lot of blood.

So we need bloods for FBC, EUC,
crossmatch, group and hold.

Don't pretend
you know what that means.

Hey!
(CHUCKLES)

Oh, dude, that is one
gross-looking gash you've got there.

Sweet!

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, tomorrow morning's fine.

I'm 10 weeks.

No, that's not necessary,

'cause I don't know
what I'm gonna do...yet.

Well, I can discuss that
with the doctor. Thank you.

You alright?
Yep.

Gabrielle.
Mmm.

So have you experienced
any back pain or cramping?

A little,
but that's been happening for weeks.

The bleeding
only started this morning.

And you're 11 weeks, is that right?
Yes.

G'day. My name is Gabrielle.

Can you hop up
onto the bed for us?

Sure.
And do you have an obstetrician?

Oh, we've just moved up here
from Victoria.

I haven't organised it yet.

I should have, I know.

There's no need
to be overly worried.

About a third of all pregnancies
experience some bleeding.

Half also go on to miscarry.

I've done the research,
I know the odds.

Oh, just lie back for me.

Do you want me to get in contact
with the father for you?

My husband, Rick?
He's in a job interview.

I didn't want to disturb him.

Well, I'm sure he, and any boss
worth working for, would understand.

OK. Yeah, you're right.
He'd wanna know I was here.

I'll get onto that for you.

Alright, nice deep breaths for me.

So, who the hell is this guy?

I don't know. Someone Mike knows
from the surgical team.

Well, he should be here by now.

Well, we can't leave without him.
I'll give him a call.

Morning.

Let's go.
What are you doing here?

Thought you were taking time off.

Nope.

But you organised a replacement.

Yeah, that was just a precaution.
I cancelled him. I'm fine.

You can fill me in on the way.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRS)

How you going there?

(SIGHS) Why don't you just keep
an eye out for that vehicle, hey?

We're a few minutes away yet.

You can sit this one out.
It's just the one casualty.

Some farmer's rolled his quad bike.

Probably just a load-and-go job.

Ooh. Watch it.

Oh, what happened to that dude?

No idea. That 'dude'
is not one of my patients.

Well, your X-ray's clear so that
collar can come off, which is good.

Oh, cool. Hey, would you mind
taking a photo of me first?

My phone's in my pocket down there.

OK, sure. This will be a first.
Let's take this collar off.

Oh, no. You can leave that on
for the photo, actually.

Or better yet,
you can take a photo of me with Amy.

I'll pass, if that's OK.

Come on. It's gonna be classic.
I'll update my Facebook status.

"Morgan is in bed
with a nurse." (CHUCKLES)

What? It's funny.

No...
(CHUCKLES)

(CAMERA CLICKS)
Done! (CHUCKLES)

So, what happens now?
Is it home time?

No, no. We need to suture
that cut on your forehead.

But I can't do that until I know
your haemoglobin levels,

in case you bleed more.

We got those results?
I'll chase them up.

Get a suture tray and anaesthetic?
Thank you.

And we need another bag
of Hartmann's running.

Yeah.

I still can't believe Smelliott
actually got a medical degree.

Why not?
(SCOFFS)

If you'd known him in high school,
you wouldn't have to ask that.

Amy, fluids.

Uh...

Fluids.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRS)

There they are.

OK. Let's go.

They're here. It's OK.

It's alright.

Hurry up. Come on!

He was gone for over an hour,
so I came out looking for him.

I tried to get the bike off him
but I couldn't budge it.

Was he conscious when you found him?
Yes, yes. He hasn't blacked out.

G'day, mate. I'm Steve.
This is Mike and Jo.

Can you tell me your name?
Ray Tucker.

What's happened, mate?
(GROANS)

The bloody thing. I clipped the log
and bloody thing just tipped.

OK. I'm gonna shine a light
in your eyes.

(GRUNTS)

What hurts, and where?

(PANTING) Oh, I think an ant
just bit me on the arse!

I'm more concerned
with your chest and your ribs.

Oh, not too bad, considering.

Now is not the time
to be quietly understated.

OK, OK.

It hurts quite a bit in my chest.

It hurts to breathe.
It's OK.

When you've got the oxygen on,

we'll need a large-bore cannula
and 2.5 milligrams of morphine.

Got it.

Then when he's stable,
we'll get that bike off him.

You know, that thing will weigh
a couple of hundred kilos.

Just as well there's four of us
to move it, then, isn't it?

GABRIELLE: BP is 110/65.

Heart rate is 75.

All within the normal range.
Hey, that's good.

There's no heartbeat, is there?

No, I'm sorry. There's not.

(SOBS) No!

(SOBS) No!

Danni...

We've lost our baby.
Charlotte, this is Rick.

Why? What happened?
It's too soon to say.

And Danielle will need to go
to Radiology to confirm,

but it looks like
she's having a miscarriage.

I'm so sorry.
No, it's not your fault.

Danielle will need
a pelvic ultrasound.

Yep, I'll do that.

We've been so careful.

We've done everything right.

Unfortunately, miscarriage in the
first trimester is fairly common.

It can happen
for any number of reasons.

(CRIES)
Baby...

Would you like a few minutes?

Please.

No. (CRIES)

Can you stick around to pick up
the pieces on this one, please?

I'm all yours.

Alright, everyone.
Nice and careful. On my three...

One, two, three!

(METAL CLANKS)

(GRUNTS)

(RAY MOANS AND COUGHS)

You look worse than the patient.

I'm fine.

Oh, better with that thing off.
Mmm. Much. Yeah.

You don't look so hot.
(PANTS) Oh, thanks.

Muffled heart sounds.

(GRUNTS) Is that bad?

It's not ideal.
Just need to get this on you.

We got that thing because we thought
it'd be safer than a two-wheeler.

I remember wondering whether
we needed the damn thing at all.

You're right, as always, love.

Ray's JVP?
BP's 75/50 and he's tachycardiac.

(PANTS)

(GROANS) That's really hurting.

What's happening?

(PANTS) What's going on?

Ray, you've got a build-up of fluid
around your heart.

I'm gonna have to insert a needle
into your chest and draw it out.

And we'll need a second cannula
for Gelofusine.

He'll be OK after that, won't he?

As soon as I've relieved
the pressure from around his heart,

he should stabilise, yeah.

Should?

Let's just take this
one step at a time, shall we?

Yeah, right. Positive thinking.

That's it.

OK, Ray, you're gonna feel this.
Mmm.

I'm sorry,
but it's just gotta be done.

(GRUNTS)

(MOANS)

(CRIES WITH PAIN)

Here we go.

(GROANS, COUGHS)

Charlotte, the ultrasound confirmed
an inevitable miscarriage.

Right.

Claire, can I get you to take over
with Danielle, please?

Why?
'Cause I'm the NUM and you're not.

I'll just finish what I'm doing
and be right there, alright?

What's that about?
Don't have time for this, Frank.

I'm gonna have you transferred
to a bed on the ward.

Are there any questions
you'd like to ask me first?

Yeah. Will you be able to tell us
what went wrong?

Samples will be sent to Pathology
after Danielle's been to theatre.

So right now nobody knows anything?

I'm sorry. I wish I had
more information for you.

Yeah. I wish you did too.

Rick, it's OK.
How can you say that?

Don't you wanna know what went wrong?

You may have some answers
in a few days time.

Yeah, or we might not.

Excuse me, I need to do some
paperwork before your wife is moved.

So, if you could do it?

It will only take five minutes.

Alright. I'll be back in a minute.

We've done everything,
everything right.

We don't deserve this.

Nobody does.

We don't drink, don't smoke.
No coffee.

I-I even took up meditating
and I hate that 'nang-nang' crap.

There is no reason
for you to blame yourselves.

Well, it's gotta be something
we're doing.

We moved States for a fresh start
and nothing's worked.

This is three times now.

This is the third miscarriage?

No...

We lost two kids to SIDS.

Our son lived for three weeks

and our baby girl
for nearly two months.

I had no idea.

Yeah, well.

Danni has trouble talking about it.

Even with me.

Has she had counselling?

Yeah. We both have.

But you can't just talk yourself
into feeling better about this.

I mean, I can tell you
all the possible causes of cot death.

But I don't know
why it happened to us.

And now this. It's...

There may be no connection.
Can it really just be bad luck?

Pulse is 120. BP's 75/40.

You don't look like
that's good news.

The fluid that I removed from around
your heart has built back up again.

We're gonna have to operate.
We have to do it now.

Here?

Ray, you've ruptured a ventricle.

If we don't stem the bleeding, your
heart will stop. Do you understand?

Mike...
Set up to intubate.

You can't seriously
be thinking of operating here,

with him lying on the grass.

I wish there was another option.
Call the helicopter back!

Take him to hospital!
Ray wouldn't survive the flight.

There really is no choice.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, OK.

(SIGHS)
(CHUCKLES)

So, you're gonna do
an emergency thoracotomy?

No.

You are.

What?!
I can't crack this guy's chest.

Not kneeling on the ground like that.

I wouldn't be able
to hold the position.

Shame we don't have time to fly out
that surgeon you cancelled.

I'll supervise. I've done
this procedure countless times.

That's great. I've never done it.

There must be some underlying cause.

Well, none that's been discovered
so far.

Frank, a 26-year-old woman presents
with a first trimester miscarriage,

and now we learn she's lost
two previous children to SIDS.

Mm-hm.

Any possible connection
you can think of?

Um, well, what's her
general health like?

Well her obs are all fine
and she says well,

apart from the usual issues
related to pregnancy.

Both she and the husband,

they're obsessive
about eliminating risk factors.

Well, you're kinda
shovelling smoke, aren't you?

Because SIDS just means
they don't know what happened.

But there must be some link.

Mustn't there?

This can't just be appalling luck.

Maybe some people
just aren't meant to have kids.

I'm sure that's a great comfort
to this couple.

Oh, no, that's...

I didn't mean that.

Obviously it's awful for them.

Why don't you get onto
her obstetrician,

check out the previous pregnancies.

I'll chase up the records.
They're interstate.

Thanks, Von.
And listen, don't worry.

At least they'll know you're trying
to give them some answers.

MIKE: You alright?
Lung retractor.

Alright.

You really need to take care
when you go into the thorax.

It's easy to lacerate the lung.

(SIGHS) Got it.

I thought the other doctor
was gonna operate.

Mike and Steve
are both working on it.

I don't feel good about this.
I really don't.

How long have you been married?

Oh, my God. His chest.

It's open!
Julie...

Yeah.
I know it looks really gory.

But they know what they're doing.

OK?
(GASPS) Yeah.

Tell me about you and Ray.
BP's 82/50. Pulse 112.

Steve?

Yeah. I heard you.
Through to the pericardium.

This is where you really
wanna avoid the phrenic nerve

and the coronary arteries.

If you can keep that lung
retracted properly, it'd help.

Jo! Need someone
to assist over here.

Yeah.
Why? What's wrong?!

Julie, just stay back, OK?

No! Is he OK?
Julie, you need to stay back here.

And breathe really
nice and deep for me, alright?

(BREATHES DEEPLY) Right.
Good. OK?

Get the lung retractor.

Oh, God! (SOBS)
Please, don't let him die!

(SOBS)

You and Frog were good mates.
You should have been there.

AMY: Can you sit up now?

We went to... Oh! Head spins.

You gonna pass out?
I can take another photo.

No. I'm fine. (LAUGHS)

Most of the guys made it.

He chartered a jet
from L.A. to Vegas.

Massive suites at Caesar's, man.

It was mad!
OK. You can lie down now.

So who'd he marry?
Er, some lady called Becky.

I don't really know her.
Pretty hot, though.

Postural BP showed a significant
drop, and he's tachycardic.

Is that bad?

You lost a fair amount of blood,
that's all. Your haemoglobin's low.

I'm still waiting on Pathology
for crossmatch, group and hold.

Why are they taking so long?
(MUMBLES) Dunno.

I can't suture until we have blood.
Why not?

Once we take the bandage off, it's
possible that you'll bleed again.

Alright. I'll see what I can do.

She has nausea, cramping, backache -

all the expected symptoms
of a miscarriage.

Alright. Let's give
her 10mg metoclopramide IV.

Can you get her a heat pack
and some paracetamol IV?

Sure.

I'm just saying...

I'm not going through this again.

I can't.

Let...let's not make
any decisions today.

We won't stay together. I know it.

You want a family
more than you want me.

It's not true.

Er, Claire's told me
that you're in some pain.

Are you feeling nauseous?
It's not that bad.

We can give you
something for that.

(SOBS)

(SIGHS)

STEVE: There it is.

Nasty little laceration.

You won't be able to suture here.
He's too unstable.

We haven't got enough blood
with us anyway.

It's gonna have to be
digital pressure.

Yeah. Jo, could you
give me a hand, please?

I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to
keep that finger absolutely still.

Till we get Ray to theatre.
Right.

(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)

Shit!
What's happening? Is he OK?

It's alright, Julie. Just stay back.

Adrenaline.

Adrenaline in.
What's wrong?

Jo, tell me what's going on!
Julie!

You have to stay back,
alright? Just stay.

Go again.
You're killing him!

Second millogram of adrenaline in.

Come on, Ray.

He's dying!
Third millogram of adrenaline in.

Come on, mate. Come on.

(SOBS)

Welcome back.
(MACHINE BEEPS STEADILY)

(GASPS)

MRU-4 to Operations.

I'll leave this open
so you can see what's going on,

but if you move at all, he's cactus.

Yep.

We'll be travelling soon, Julie.

You've gotta be joking!

Y-you haven't finished yet!
His chest's still open.

I know it looks a bit rough, but
he's stable and ready for transport.

Nice job, Steve.
Couldn't have done better myself.

What?! You people have no idea
what you've been doing.

Can you add another combine pad?
Yep.

I thought you'd be taking them off,
not putting more on.

You OK? You look a bit pale.

Oh, I feel a bit sick...
like I'm gonna chuck.

Guess it's been a big day.
I'm gonna lower the bed.

Can you turn up the oxygen?
Yep.

Is it just me or is Smelliott
taking, like, forever?

Sometimes Pathology can take a while.
You sure he's not slacking off?

Spent half his time in school
in detention for wagging. (CHUCKLES)

Well, I'm sure he's a bit
more serious about things now.

Oh, I guess people can change.

His old man probably
knocked it into him.

He was a crazy bastard,

like a major or something
in the navy.

Glad he wasn't my dad.

Where's the blood?
You're supposed to be getting blood!

Can't do it.

Check this out.

What?

You've got
two different blood types.

It's official now, Moron.

You are a freak of nature!

(HELICOPTER WHIRRS)

OK?

Yep.

We're right to go.
I can come with you, can't I?

Sorry. It's not possible.
Steve can drive you in.

Jo and I will look after him.
OK!

I don't understand why
she's got her finger in the hole.

Can't you just stitch him up?

Can't do it outside of theatre.

Without the right equipment,
it's just too risky.

It feels a bit spiritual,

him being lifted up
into the sky like that.

I've never heard it
put like that before.

Let's go.

Ah.

The obstetrician in Victoria
confirmed the diagnosis of SIDS.

Mmm.
They'll fax us the case notes.

She also suggested we get in touch
with the police for their file.

Were they investigated?

Apparently.
Were charges laid?

No. But the case was left open.

So the cops think that they're
responsible for their kids' deaths?

Oh, well.

Two SIDS cases,
suddenly they move interstate.

You can't blame them
for being suspicious.

Two different blood types.

I got Pathology
to re-run the crossmatch.

There's no mistake.
It's definitely chimera.

Ever come across this before?
No.

I read about a few studies at uni -

you know, two different types
of DNA, two blood types.

Rhesus positive, negative.
Don't remember that on the syllabus.

You ever read cases just for fun?
You'll get used to it.

Now we've got to figure out
what sort of blood to give him.

Didn't you read the last chapter?

Morgan's BP's dropping
and his heart rate's 110.

I'll see what I can find out.
Thanks, Frank.

Hmm.

So what's the deal?

To be honest, we're a little stuck
on how to treat you.

How come?

We're still waiting on
the transfusion centre

to say what blood type to give you.

Can't you just mix together a batch
from two different groups?

Make it the same as mine.
I wish it was that simple.

We've got the head of Emergency
Medicine reviewing your case now.

So I wait?
I'm afraid so.

So what caused it, anyway?
Is it in the family or something?

Well, the most likely explanation

is that you absorbed
some cells in utero

from a twin that didn't
go past early gestation.

What did he say?

You've still got blood from
that twin you ate before birth.

Really?

Is that true?
Well, you didn't EAT it...exactly.

Absorbed it is more accurate.

I ate my twin!
You are so wrong.

It's not funny. I gotta spew.

(RETCHES AND VOMITS)

(COUGHS)

Should've known I'd hear this again.

No-one is accusing
you or Danni of anything.

No, you don't have to.
That's already been done.

We just wanna find out
some answers for you, that's all.

Er, take a seat.

Rick, please.

Never even cared
what the police thought.

Danni's mum and dad were furious
about the investigation but...

..never bothered us.

Why do you think that is?

It was like,
"What can anybody do to us now?"

Nobody can make it worse.

Then there's today.

I've been over the coroner's report
and your wife's medical history.

It's not offering us any answers.

No.
What about your health?

It's fine.

After everything
you've been through?

I was on antidepressants for a bit.
Still have trouble sleeping.

Get coughs a bit
and sometimes rashes.

All sounds like fairly classic
symptoms of a body under stress.

Yeah.

Has your wife been suffering
any of the same symptoms?

She's always got some cough

and she says she's always tired.

Even before she was pregnant?

Yeah.

So that's it?

You think we might have lost our baby

'cause we're so messed up
over losing the others?

It's highly possible that stress
was a factor here, yeah.

(SIGHS) It's kind of
a vicious cycle, huh?

(PHONE BEEPS)

That job interview
I had this morning.

I got it.

You OK?

(SIGHS) What do you reckon?

We could have had
an experienced surgeon out there,

but you cancelled because
you think you're bulletproof.

The whole time, I'm reassuring
his wife that everything's great,

while I'm up to my shoulder
in her husband's chest.

How do you think I am?

MRU-4 to All Saints.

That you, Vlasek?

Good afternoon, Frank.

What are you doing working?
I told you to take time off.

We're en route
with a male, late-50s,

blunt chest trauma,

pericardial tamponade
and left ventricular lacerations.

Jo's controlling the bleeding
with digital pressure.

You performed an ET? Anything else?

Leap any tall buildings
in a single bound?

Just alert the theatre, will you?
And order up six units of group O.

Your wish is my command.

You got two seconds?
Walk with me.

You know that patient
with two blood types?

He's hypotensive and tachycardic,

and the transfusion centre's
taking forever.

Oh, yeah? So what do you wanna do?

I thought we could chance him
with O-neg blood,

have AB platelets
and plasma on stand-by

and give him some hydrocortisone
in case he reacts badly to it.

Mmm. Sounds like a plan.

I'll get onto it. Thanks, Frank.

What for?
Listening.

Von's on her way in to talk to them
about counselling options.

OK. Well, that'll give us some time.

Hey. I was elevating
Danielle's feet before.

And I couldn't help noticing

that her soles were thickened,
with dark patches.

And she says that
her hands and feet are sore.

That's interesting.
I'll take a look. Thanks, Claire.

Coward.
What?

No! I'm...

No!
Look, you can't avoid him.

And unless he's had the same dream,
there's no need.

Shut up!
Hey, Charlotte. What have we got?

Just started?

Yeah. I've decided
I like the afternoon shift.

Did the cliff walk at North Head,

read the paper from front to back
over a coffee - it was lovely.

That sounds nice.
Oh, you should join me some time.

Yeah. You should.

You right?

Mmm.
Tough morning, huh?

Mmm.
No.

(MUMBLES) Just...
something...over there.

Sorry.

(LAUGHS)
Full moon.

This is Ray Tucker.
You all know the score here?

Yeah. They've been briefed.
Good. Let's try to avoid the bumps.

Got the blood?
Yep.

There's no theatre available.
Great. We'll do it here.

Nothing you can't cope with,
Superman.

Do you want a thoracotomy tray?
Yep.

We'll need full trauma series.

How's your arm holding up?
Better in a few minutes.

I'll put the arterial line in.

What the bloody hell
were you doing out there anyway?

If you had to come back to work,
why wasn't it paperwork?

That's what I would've said.
It was a team effort.

(GRUNTS)

Oh, for God's sake, Vlasek!
Shut up, Frank.

Adam, NG tube?
Yep.

What the hell is that?

That's a resuscitation trolley.
BART: It's a precaution.

If all goes well, you'll be feeling
much better very soon.

And if it doesn't?

There's a chance you could react
to the blood.

We wanna be ready if that happens.
I could die?

It's very unlikely
that we'll need to use it.

But if we do, we have hydrocortisone
on stand-by ready to go.

Try and relax.
Bart knows what he's doing.

Before you couldn't give me blood.
Now that's exactly what you're doing.

There's just a bit of a risk.
Easy for you to say.

It's less dangerous than trying to
board-slide your grandma's banister.

Look where that got me.
You had enough guts to have a go.

I've lost a bit of confidence
since then.

Maybe it was the face-plant. Or maybe
it's the fact that I ate my twin!

Absorbed.
Whatever!

You just need to try and relax.
We're gonna look after you, OK?

I always wanted a brother.

Now I know I should have had one.

Yeah, well, could have been
an annoying little sister.

Keep making jokes, mate! Piss off.

I'm sorry, mate.

Why don't you go and see
what's happening in Resus?

You'll be alright, mate.

OK. Ready to go when you are.

OK. We're all set.

Ready to go?

Yeah.

MIKE: Suction.

Now, we only get one shot at this.

As soon as I've got
the pledget in place,

you can start to slowly
move your hand back.

His obs are all good.

Right. Four-oh prolene.
Yep. Hang on.

And...

OK. Now.

Hold it.

And now you're free.

(SIGHS)
Well done.

You missed most of the fun but
maybe you'd like to look at this.

OK. We're set to close.

Do you need me?
Um, no. But...thank you.

An anterolateral thoracotomy
has just been performed.

Do you know anything about
the closing procedure?

The the internal mammary
that was divided on the way in

will have to be
located and repaired.

Uh-huh.

Obviously paid more attention
in lectures that I did.

If you're so rusty at it,
maybe you'd like to take over.

Great.
I can supervise Rossi if you want.

That won't be necessary.
I'm fine, thank you.

Whatever floats your boat.

I feel a...a bit sweaty
and kinda sick.

That can't be good.
Your obs are stable.

I think what you're feeling
is anxiety.

It's understandable
but you can afford to relax.

You're showing no signs
of an adverse reaction.

You sure?

Believe me, you'd know
if I was worried.

(LAUGHS) I know
it's a backflip but...

..it's a bit of a bummer.

(LAUGHS) What?

Being resuscitated makes for
a better story for your mates?

Well, yeah.
(LAUGHS)

Don't worry. You've still got
a very rare condition.

Not too many people
have two sets of DNA.

Great. That's a real pick-up line.
It'd probably work on Bart.

He'd be fascinated.

Well...yeah.

Dude...funny. (CHUCKLES)

I'm gonna get suturing now.
(SIGHS)

Moving up here - that would
have been a big decision.

Well, we felt like
we had to do something.

So you think you'll stay here?

It's hard to say.

We both come from big families so...

..do miss having
that support around us.

I'm sure.

Still got some land a few k's
from my parents in Bendigo.

It's a beautiful block -
river frontage.

The same river we used to play in
when we were kids.

I always kind of pictured
our own kids swimming there too.

CLAIRE: BP, pulse and temp
are all good.

Can you open your mouth
for me, please?

You ever notice
these blotchy patches?

Aren't they just ulcers or something?

Can you take some swabs and get them
off to Pathology for me, please?

OK.
What are you looking for?

Just being thorough.

Thanks.

Uh, will you excuse me? Charlotte.

Might be an idea to run
some tests on Rick as well.

Why?
Well, we know he's been unwell.

He's got that male skin irritation.

They're all fairly general
stress reactions.

I don't want to go putting him
through the ringer

if I don't have a good reason.

Well, I might be able
to give you one.

Just drain and secure.
BP's holding.

100/55 and pulse is 90.

So the inotropes are doing
their job. How's his urine output?

That's good. 30 mils.

Mm-hm. Let's finish up
and get him into ICU.

Got Radiology on their way down
for a repeat chest X-ray.

OK. I'll get another nurse to
take over as soon as they get here.

That's the second time today
you've jumped ship.

You have a problem with the way
I assign my nursing duties, do you?

How's he doing?
Prepping for ICU.

OK if I bring his wife in?

She's seen him in worse states today.
Bring her in.

Ray.

So he's alright?

He's doing well for now but he's got
a few tough days ahead.

Keep fighting for me.

I'll be right here when you wake up.

I love you so much, sweetheart.

I didn't wait so long
to lose you now.

Excuse me.

When you started that operation
out there,

I didn't think he'd have
a chance to survive.

Seemed so drastic.

But I shouldn't have
lost trust in you, any of you.

I'm sorry.

There's no need to apologise.

Where's Elliott? I shouldn't
have had a go at him before.

He's observing on a surgical case.

If it was the other way round,

I would have paid out on him
just as hard.

Not that that's likely - he's not the
type of guy to eat his own brother.

Alright. 'Absorb'.

It's got nothing to do
with the kind of guy you are.

OK. That's the last one. Can you put
a dressing on now, please?

I just have a knack of getting
things into a giant mess.

Unlike Elliot - even at school
he was the hero.

I thought you said he was
always in detention.

Yeah. He was.
I didn't say he was a saint.

But even when he was expelled
he came out looking good.

He was expelled?

Maybe I shouldn't have said that.
You have now.

(CHUCKLES) Basically, he took
the fall for a whole gang of us.

Why? What did you do?

Accident set fire
to the sports master's car.

Oh, you di...

Elliot went straight
to the headmaster

and said it was him and he was alone.

That is kinda heroic.
Fully.

Especially if you knew
his psycho navy dad.

He went mental.
Sent him off to boarding school.

He wasn't allowed to see any of us.

That's why you lost contact
with him?

Yeah. Poor guy paid a huge price.
But look at him now. He's a doctor.

None of us could be arsed
getting a uni degree.

I have your results back
from Pathology.

And after a suggestion from Von,
I tested your samples for arsenic.

Why?

It was the mention of where
you grew up - the goldfields.

And your levels are very high.

It's crazy.
Arsenic kills you, doesn't it?

I don't even feel sick.

The levels aren't high enough
in you to be fatal,

but they would affect an infant.

So this is it?

This is why I miscarried?

Most likely.

And you have to be tested too.

The nausea you mentioned,
sleeplessness, skin condition -

these are all fairly classic
symptoms of this kind of exposure.

You reckon this happened back home?

Most of the goldfield areas,
they have been cleaned up or mapped,

but not all.

We moved up here
as soon as I got pregnant

and I still lost my baby.

Well, it's probably been building up
in your system for a long time.

Is it permanent?
No.

A mixture of diet and drugs should
clear the arsenic from your system.

It's a fairly simple treatment.

And you reckon
this might be the reason

why we lost our other kids too?

Look, Rick, I can't say for sure,
but it makes perfect sense.

Well, that's the closest thing
we've ever had to a reason.

I'm not sure if
I even want to ask this...

Will you be able to
get pregnant again?

Once the arsenic has been
cleared from your system,

there's no reason why not.

I reckon you can go
and take that job, hey?

You guys were great out there today.
Thanks.

STEVE: I really appreciate
the praise,

but any chance you could
tell us what happened?

Well, I thought we all
worked together well, as a team.

You can't do this job if you're
not operating at full strength.

You know that.

We could have got out there
to that farm,

found a guy with a few broken bones

and then we wouldn't
be having this conversation.

But we didn't so we are.

You need to take some time off.

I'll think about it.
There is nothing to think about.

You come here tomorrow, you can
start looking for another doctor.

Don't look at me.

Get yourself sorted or you can start
looking for a paramedic as well.

I know I lost my cool with you
before. I shouldn't have.

No. I was out of line. I'm sorry.

Forget about it. After everything
that's happened today, a small beer.

I'll swing by and see you tomorrow.
Alright. Great.

Hey, no more indoor snowboarding.
OK?

Thank you for everything

and sorry if I freaked you out
with my weird blood.

BART: No, it was a challenge.
He loved it!

Glad it worked out.

That's it for me. I'm off home.

Do you wanna grab a drink
on the way?

Yes. That would be good.

Hey, you wanna come for a drink?

Why?
I dunno.

Give you a chance to give your side

of some of the stories
Morgan was telling us.

What did he say?
Oh, nothing...much.

Whatever he said, divide it by five.

Oh, no, no. They weren't all...bad.

Yeah, right. I know the guy.

You're right. I do deserve
a chance to defend myself.

Relax. C'mon.
Let's get out of here.

He's a fighter.

I know he's strong

but I've also been told
too many times

how crucial the next 24 hours are.

G'day.
Hi.

You mind if I interrupt?
No.

I've just had a call from Ray's son.

He's on his way
in the next few hours.

Oh, good.

Actually, I haven't spent
that much time with Ray's kids.

They were all grown up
when we got together.

But they're OK
with you two hooking up.

Oh, I should hope so.
And stuff 'em if they aren't.

(ALL LAUGH)

Oh, we were both good parents,
I think,

even if our first marriages
weren't ideal.

And you never got over him?

That's ancient history now

but the thing is
we've got another go.

Haven't you got a home to go to?

Don't you start.
Start what?

Expressing concern for my health.
Well, I was your treating doctor.

A little follow-up
is the least I can do.

My team seem to think
I should be put out to pasture.

Well, you did manage to
blow yourself up somewhat.

The aspirin, I take it, is because
you're still feeling the effects.

Say these injuries
aren't so temporary,

I could take a week off,
I could take a month off,

I still wouldn't be
getting any better.

And in the meantime
your strategy is just to carry on

as though nothing's happened?

A little perseverance
mightn't be such a bad thing.

Well, if you expect
anyone around here

to leap to their feet
and applaud your dogged stupidity,

you are out of
your cotton-pickin' mind.

I didn't say that.
Go home.

Put your feet up for a few days
and get well

and stop being
such a monumental dickhead.

Sore feet?
Mmm.

You fancy a tipple?
No, thanks. Still working.

Right.

I'm gonna be in late
tomorrow morning, just so you know.

Oh? Why?

Appointments, things to do.

I see.

What, Frank?

Are you pregnant?
Hmm?!

You pregnant?

Been avoiding X-rays,
you say no to a drink,

you've been
uncharacteristically teary

and now you're rubbing
your feet, so...

My friend,
that is completely ridiculous.

Oh.

People are gonna start noticing,
aren't they?

'Cause I've only known for a week
and you've already twigged.

Oh, my God!

Just one stupid night with Steve.

Taylor?
Now I don't know what to do.

Taylor?!

I haven't told anybody,
least of all him.

This never should have happened
in the first place, that's what!

Hey, just slow down.

What the hell am I gonna do
with a baby, huh?

Can you see me in a mothers' group,
wiping spew off my shirt?!

I don't think so!

And I'll have to give up my job.
No, you wouldn't!

I bloody-well will too. I can't run
a hospital and also raise a child.

(SCOFFS)
Oh...

I'll have to move back to the farm.
What? Gabrielle!

Now is not the time to be
living on a farm, you know?

We are in the middle of a drought.
Gabrielle...

Babies should be planned.
They should be planned.

I know they should be planned!
This was not planned!

(GRUFFLY) Jaeger!
(PANTS)

The only thing
you have to decide right now is -

do you want to have a baby?