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Who's our senior surgeon?
Bianca Frost.

You ever worked with a female
trauma surgeon before?

Can't say I have.
Get in, kids.

We should've been there
five minutes ago.

I'm Cate. Your RN.
Bianca.

Jack Quade. Nice to meet you.
I know who you are.

SIRENS WAIL

I have done a few of these before.
MRU call-outs.

What are you waiting for? Applause?

You guys made good time.

Two-person, high-speed MVA,
both passengers trapped.

Ah, bring the gear.
You come with me.

Don't you want a handover?
Tell Jack. He's the expert.

What's the story?

Can I get you to
keep your heads really still?

I know it's difficult,
but try not to look at each other.

Are you feeling any pain, Duncan?
My legs.

Can you tell me what day it is?
Thursday. It's Thursday.

CATE: Hey, guys. How's it going?
Hi, Cate.

This is Clarissa and Duncan.

We've given them 5mg of morphine
for pain relief

and their obs are stable.

Great.

I'm Bianca. How's it going?
Is Clarissa alright?

Well, you've both got yourself
into a bit of mischief

but it's nothing we can't handle.

Clarissa, is it?
Get me out of here!

That's the plan, sweetie.
You just hang in there, alright?

Right, you got a decent bump
on your head there, mate.

Did you lose consciousness at all?
No, I'm OK.

But my wife, I think she passed out.

I was calling her and she
didn't answer me for ages.

I was awake.
I just didn't want to talk to him.

Jack, find out what's
going on with Rescue.

OK, obs are still stable, GCS is 15.

G'day, Buzz.
G'day, Jack.

She's sure easier on the eye
than Mike Vlasek.

Yeah, I'm not gonna argue
with that one.

You in charge of
cutting this thing open?

Yep.

How long to get them out of there?

Tough call. They're jammed
in there pretty badly.

You've got 15 minutes.

Alright, we'll do our best.

OK, it looks like the passenger's
got a closed head injury

so you'll need to monitor
his neuro status.

Think you can handle it?
Yeah, I think I can handle that.

Ah, Frank, good. Where are you going?

We'll have to look over these reports
you wanted for your meeting.

What bloody meeting?

Your bloody meeting
with admin this morning.

And we have to get
Von's supply list approved.

I can't have her
nicking stuff from the E.D.

every time she wants to
make a house call.

Oh, for God's sake.

PHONE RINGS

If I ever find the sadist who
invented these bloody things...

My phone, Frank.

Yes, I guess it is yours.

PHONE BEEPS

That's obviously not
a message for me, that's...

..that's just spam.

Someone's sending you canned meat?

No, it's an advertisement
for an aphrodisiac. Look.

DISTANT SHOUTING

What the bloody hell's
going on there?

I will deal with this, Frank.
You read the reports.

Hey, hey, what's going on?

Don't touch me! Don't! It hurts!

OK, alright, no touching.

Listen, mate, we'll find you a bed.
Come with me.

It's burning.
Yep.

And we will look after you, mate.

You sure you're OK?
Yeah. I'm good.

Come on. This way.

All we've got out of him
is that his name is Jonathan

and he's in extreme pain.

OK, no sign of injury?

None that we can see, but he hasn't
exactly been cooperative.

And you're sure he's not
an addict looking for drugs?

No, I'm not sure,
but his pain seems genuine.

I'll go get started
on his paperwork.

OK.

Get away from me! Get off! Get off!

Uh, Jonathan, I'm Dr Gallagher.
Now, I'm here to examine you.

I don't need an examination.
I need the pain to go away.

Can you tell me where it hurts?
I don't know. Everywhere.

I need you to be a little
more specific, if you can.

All around here.

Right, I'm just gonna have
a feel up here, OK?

Don't. Get away from me.
Doesn't like to be touched.

Because it hurts!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It's OK. So it hurts
when someone touches you?

Can you describe the pain for me?

It's like someone sticking
red-hot needles in my chest.

Please, I need some pain-killers,
that's all.

Then I'll get out of your hair.

I just need
a little more information

before I can prescribe
anything to you.

Argh! I'm going to...
OK! Stop! Stop!

Jonathan, just stop!
It's OK. It's OK. Just stop.

Start him on Equanox...
don't worry about that.

Start him on Equanox,
give him IMI midazolam, 5mg.

We'll see if that calms things down.
Thank you.

Can I see you outside?

Uh, did you notice anything
when you took his shirt off?

Um...bruising, any sign of injury?
No, nothing.

Just some scratching, but he's
obviously doing that to himself.

Right.
Maybe it's psych related?

Maybe.

Look, give him some pain relief.

See how he goes.
Yep. Got it.

VON: Come on, Dan.

Yeah, I got it.
I knew it was in there somewhere.

Somewhere's not in my hands. I've
got 12 minutes to get across town.

It's chaos in there!

Hello! What's wrong with you?

I fell over.

What's happened to your eye?
I dunno.

Yeah?
I think a branch went in it.

Well, why don't you
come inside with me

and we'll see what we can
do about that, OK?

Is, um...is anyone here with you?
No.

Really?
In the middle of a school day?

Yeah.

How you feeling, Clarissa?

You focus on me.
Just look at me, darling.

You don't understand.
This is my fault.

Don't...sweetheart.

Don't tell me what to do, OK?

How many times
do I have to say it?

I'm so angry with you, I could...

Shh. What are you so angry about?

He had a fling
with one of our employees.

I'm not having an affair.

OK, well, let's not worry
about that for now, alright?

Then who sent that SMS?
I don't know.

You don't know?

Shh, Clarissa, I need you
to do me a really big favour.

You need to stay calm and take...
Must've been a wrong number.

It wasn't a wrong number!

And it wasn't your mother asking
whether you were horny either,

so I...ow!

We'll sort this out at hospital
when we get you safely there.

For now I need you to be quiet, OK?

I'm telling you the truth.

Deep breaths. Deep breaths.

How's it going?

Doesn't seem to be
making any difference.

Jonathan, you've got to
stop scratching, OK?

You've got to give the medication
a chance to work.

OK.

Now we need to get
those track pants off, OK?

I can't! Don't you understand?

It's alright, mate.
Don't be embarrassed.

We've all seen one before.
Don't touch me! Don't!

Why do I have to take
my pants off anyway?

Because we need to
examine you properly

otherwise we're just guessing
at what's hurting you.

OK. Alright, I'm really
sorry about this.

(Groans)
Sorry.

Argh!

Oh, you have got to be kidding me.
See?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. We see.

OK, it looks like
some type of allergic reaction.

Has this ever happened before,
Jonathan?

No, never.

I'm going to give you
an antihistamine.

Fexofenidine, 180mg.

Has there been any change
in your environment, Jonathan?

Anything out of the ordinary?
Like what?

Uh, new pets?

No. My mother hates animals.
They leave hair on the furniture.

Have you eaten anything odd?
Shellfish, maybe?

No, nothing.

OK, it's obvious that you've come
into contact with something unusual.

Now, if we can just
kind of figure out what it is

we'll be able to
treat you more effectively.

I was out bushwalking this morning.
That's all I can think of.

With your dacks off?

I had to take a piss, alright?
A call of nature.

Alright, alright. At least that
gives us something to go on.

"Call of nature"?
Are we buying that?

Hm.
What's going on?

Well, Jonathan says he got the rash
when he took a leak.

But given that it
goes across the pubic area

and down the entire length
of both legs...

He'd have to have been completely
naked for that to happen

and I do mean completely.

You think he was having sex?

Nothing like a roll in the hay
in a real haystack.

Or so I've heard.

Well, at least we know
the pain is genuine.

I'll get these
antihistamines administered

and see what I can find out.

Thank you.
What about you, Zoe?

Are you an alfresco kind of gal?

I'm a kiss-and-don't-tell
kind of girl.

How long will they take to work?
Not long.

But it would help
if you stopped scratching.

I'll bet you're all laughing at me.
Hey, now, why would we do that?

So what was her name?
What?

The girl you were with
in the bushes.

Nothing to be embarrassed about.

We all have to find somewhere
private once in awhile.

My mum doesn't like me
having girls at our place.

Mm. So was she OK?

Your girlfriend.
I mean, does she have the same rash?

Well, then,
it's just you that's allergic.

Hey, no more scratching, OK?

That medication should kick in soon.

Here we go.

Can you feel me
touching your toes, Clarissa?

I think so, yes.
I wouldn't lie to you.

I don't know what else
I'm supposed to think, Duncan.

Hey, Duncan, you still with us?

What's happening?
Duncan, can you hear me?

Duncan, talk to me.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean it to happen.

I just hit the accelerator.

I was driving fast deliberately.

Say something, please?

We've got cerebral fluid
leaking out of Duncan's right ear.

Shit.

Duncan, hey, can you hear me?

Sweetheart, I love you.
Duncan?

Can you take this?
It's OK.

What's wrong?
Why isn't he answering me?

It's alright, Clarissa. It's OK.
OK.

He's lost consciousness.

OK, Clarissa, we just need
to get him to a hospital

where we can do some scans
and figure out what's going on.

This is my fault!

Hey, now you listen to me.
You let us focus on Duncan.

You concentrate on yourself,
alright?

Gotta stay strong.

OK.

Get ready to transport him.

We can do a dash-lift,
but it won't be gentle.

Buzz, we don't have time
to be conservative here.

We'll tear his legs apart
when we pull him out.

The man's brain is leaking
out of his ears.

I don't care about the details.
Just do it.

Easy does it. Slowly.

I've killed him, haven't I?
Now, Clarissa, listen to me.

No, you haven't killed him.
He's going to be fine.

Really?

Really. Jack, I need you over here.

What are you doing? Duncan's pupils
are fixed and dilated.

There's cerebral fluid
leaking out both of his ears.

So how can you possibly tell that
woman he's gonna be fine?

I told her what she needed to hear,
and now that I've got her calmed down

it's time to tell her
I need to amputate both her legs

to get her out of there.

You need to get in that ambulance
and take care of her husband.

You'll need me for the amputation.
No, I won't need you.

Jack, you might be
the golden child at All Saints,

but out here it's my call.

Now go with the ambos.

ANA: Jack, are you coming?

Jack, we've got to go.

Now, these drops will stop any
infection getting into your eye.

See, the branch must've
scratched your cornea.

But it'll heal on its own.

The eye heals really fast, Jessie.

I just have to make sure
that nothing's broken.

And it's not.

Dan's gonna give you some cream
to take home for those scratches.

My Dad's from England.

Is he?

That's where you're from, right?

Yeah, but I haven't lived there
in a very long time.

I like the way you talk.

Thank you.

Don't tell him that.
He'll get a fat head.

Now, is Dad gonna
come and pick you up?

He doesn't live with us anymore.
But the school called my mum.

Well, I'll give them a call as well,
OK, just to make sure?

And I'll organise a referral
with the ophthalmologist.

An ophthalmologist is an eye doctor.

Then you can go home.

OK?

So where was this excursion to?

The art gallery.
Oh, boring.

Really boring.
Yeah?

So how'd you get all these cuts
and scratches from an art gallery?

It was at morning tea.
Hey! Where you going?

Come back. We're not done yet.

Still gotta put this on you.
Gotta make that phone call.

There we go.

Here we go. You just sit still.

It hasn't made any difference, Zoe.
He's still in pain.

I don't know what's
going on with him.

Uh, does anyone know where Frank is?
In admin.

Oh, great. Well, he's no help then.
Is something wrong?

Patient with a rash
over the lower half of his body.

He's obviously had contact
with some sort of allergen.

Alright, and you've given him
an antihistamine?

Mm, 180mg of fexofenidine,
but it's had absolutely no effect.

What about IMI promethazine?
Yeah, that was my next step.

But for all I know
he could be heading for

a life-threatening anaphylaxis,

and I'm still in the dark
as to what I'm dealing with.

I've checked the textbooks
but nothing seems to fit.

Would a cold wash
help with the pain?

Yeah, it's worth a try.

OK, I'll organise it.

Do you want me
to take a look at him?

Thanks, but unless you're an expert
on weird plant exposures

I don't think you're
gonna be able to help.

But you would ask me to consult
if you thought I could help?

Yeah, no, of course I would.
I wouldn't even hesitate.

Charlotte, I'm not here
to take your job.

You know that, don't you?

Let me know if there's anything
I can do to help.

Yeah. You'll be the first to know.
OK.

You got a headache?

It's fine.

Hey, Dan.
Hey, is that for Jonathan?

Yep.

Oh, he scared the crap out of me
this morning,

till I saw how much pain he was in.

How much pain he's still in.
Something wrong?

Do you ever get the feeling that
you've made a tactical error

when nursing a patient?

What, you mean medically?

No, I mean given
them the wrong idea.

You mean physically?

Well, I was trying to stop
Jonathan scratching and...

..well, there was this look
on his face when I touched him.

Maybe I imagined it.
What...do you want to swap?

It's OK.
I'm probably just being paranoid.

That medication you gave me,
it isn't working.

I need something stronger.
We'll try something different.

Anything, 'cause I'm telling you,
if something doesn't work soon

I'm gonna lose it, I swear to God.

OK, I need you to lie down for me.

It's getting worse.

OK, I'm gonna put some cold
compresses over your legs, Jonathan.

I know it's hard, but you're
gonna have to stop scratching.

This should give you some relief.

That's what I need. Relief.

OK, I don't think
this water's cold enough.

I'll be right back. OK?

MVA incoming, I need you in Resus.

Duncan Montgomery, mid-30s,
passenger in high-speed MVA.

When did he arrest?
As we pulled up outside of here.

He was trapped
in the passenger seat of a van.

Rescue were going for the
slow and steady extrication.

Ended up ripping him out.
Why?

He's leaking cerebral fluid.

Add to that temporal bruising
with LSC,

probable pelvic fracture,
multiple abrasions, contusions,

deep lacerations and some
serious lower limb trauma.

Estimated 500ml blood loss on site,
GCS 7 on arrival.

Right, let's get him transferred.
On my count. One, two...

Clarissa, honey, we need to
make some tough decisions now.

Rescue's been doing
their very best to cut you loose,

but your legs are so badly damaged

it's going to take too long
to cut you out of there.

There's gonna be
too much strain on your body.

Am I going to die?

No. You are not going to die.

But there is no way
I can save your legs.

What?

They're too badly damaged. We're not
going to be able to repair them.

No, please, there has
to be another way.

We really wish there was, Clarissa.

No. I won't let you.

Clarissa, please let us help you.

MACHINE BEEPS RAPIDLY

Jack.

Adrenaline 1mg.

ERICA: Adrenaline 1mg going in.

Come on, kick over.

Pupils fixed and dilated.

MACHINE BEEPS CONTINUOUSLY

Jack, the man's brain's mush.

Do we have a next of kin?

Next of kin is stuck in the car.

Why are we pursuing this?

Because someone promised his wife
he'd be OK, Frank.

Let me die. That's what I deserve.

No, it's not what you deserve

and I don't want to
hear you talk like that, OK?

You just made an
error of judgment, that's all.

I almost killed my husband.
And what about your husband?

When he wakes up, you're the
first person he'll want to see.

Time of death 12:56.

I'll let the police know
what's happened.

Jack?

You must've known he didn't
stand much chance of survival.

Yeah, I knew.
More to the point, so did Bianca.

I was escorting a dead man
while there's still a woman

trapped in a van out there, Frank -
why is that?

Maybe because he wasn't yet dead.
Who's Bianca?

Surgical registrar.

And it didn't take long
for the idiots upstairs

to get in her ear about me, did it?

Just keep an eye on her, Frank.
She's trouble.

Trouble?
For everyone or just for you?

'Cause if it's just for you, Jack,
that's your battle.

I think I'll wait until I meet
the woman before I make up my mind.

Hello.

Are you waiting here on your own?

Well, I know somewhere nicer
you could wait.

It's warm.

Do you want to come with me?

Good.

This way.

Jessie, there you are.
Can you take care of her?

I'm doing that.
I have a phone number.

Thank you. I'll sort it out.

Would you like to swap?

Jonathan still giving you trouble?

Something like that.

Sure, but I have to warn you, the
waiting time's now up to eight hours

and the natives are restless.

OK, well I have to warn you
that Jonathan is still in agony

and needs cold compresses
on his legs.

Not a problem.

Here we are. In you go.

Now, first things first,
let's get that patch changed, hey?

Sit down.

You in some sort of trouble?

No?

Did you wag?

I was on an excursion.

Hey! She talks.

Right. Now, do you have another
number we can call Mum on?

She's not answering at home.

She's at work.
Oh, is she?

Well, do you know that number?

Well, you see, if you told us
what school you go to,

they might be able to
track her down for us.

I just need to go home. Please.
Just leave me alone.

What's wrong, Jessie?

What's wrong?

I'm scared.

What are you scared of, sweetheart?

Oh! Argh!

Where's the other nurse?
She was gentler than you!

It's alright, mate.
God! Will you stop it? Please!

Dan, you can stop for now.
OK. Come...

This is really weird -
after a double dose of antihistamine

he should be in la-la land.

He's not even drowsy.

Mm. Jonathan,
do you have any other type of pain?

Like a different type of pain
from where the rash is?

I don't know. My throat's sore.
I can't swallow properly.

OK, can you show me? Just point.

I'm going to put my hands
on top of yours, OK?

Very gently. It won't hurt.

(Clears throat)
You can move your hands away.

That's it.

Don't press so hard.

Alright, OK. All done.

His lymph nodes are swollen.

So it's not an allergic reaction.

What the hell is it?

Thank you for whatever you said
to Charlotte.

It's made life a lot easier.
I owe you a beer or five.

Ah, Scotch will do.

Everything else alright?
Yeah. All good.

Bit different to life in the village
but I'm getting my head around it.

Wish there was some way
to fast-track it, though.

Why don't you hitch a ride
with the ambos?

Learn the whole deal
from go to whoa.

Not a bad idea.

Hey, listen, I don't suppose
you or Charlotte

have thought to let Vincent
know what's going on?

Master of the sideswipe,
aren't you, big fella?

Answer, no, not yet.

Because he'll be back
in a couple of weeks, you know.

Yeah, well, Vincent should know that
Charlotte can make her own decisions.

Fair enough. Fair enough.

PAGER BEEPS
(Sighs)

How do these things work?
Wouldn't have a clue.

See you round.
Hooroo.

G'day, Frank.
How'd you go with admin?

Um, yes, yes, yes and yes.
Bloody brilliant.

That gets us off the hook...
LOUD SHRIEKS

What the hell is going on in there?

It's the patient
who made a ruckus this morning.

We can't work out
what's wrong with him.

Initially we thought it was
an allergic reaction,

but it seems to be
attacking his lymphatic system.

Well, that narrows it down.
Vegetable?

Has to be. The only thing he did out
of the ordinary was go bushwalking.

Well, you find out where he went
walking and I'll find out what bush.

Thank you.

Yep. Yeah, I'll hold.

Are you sniffing me?

What is that God-awful stench?

'Fragrance' is the word
you're looking for.

Apple pie, cinnamon, nutmeg,
clove, ginger to be precise.

Get rid of it, will you?
No. I like it.

And besides, it's designed
to mask the scent of fear

that you give off every time
the dietician walks by.

(Both laugh cynically)

Yes, yes, I'm still here.

So what you're saying is that
there's nothing down that way

that could possibly be a contender?

Drop me in the desert
and call me Sandy...

Yes, yes, I agree.
It is a conundrum, isn't it?

Well, thanks for your help.

BOTH: Gympie-gympie.

Hey? That's what the botanist
just said.

Where'd you find that?

Looked up 'stinging trees'
and this is the only one that fits.

My God. No wonder he's in pain.
This thing can kill a horse.

Apparently it's the
most poisonous one there is.

And the most difficult to treat.

Only one slight problem -
Parks and Wildlife swear blind

there isn't a single one of them
in the area he said he was walking.

Apparently it's a native
of Far North Queensland.

That can't be right -
if he's got all the symptoms

then he's got to have come
in contact with it somehow.

My God, I've got to stop Dan
doing those cold compresses.

CATE: I'll repeat the obs
and set up to take bloods.

ERICA: Thanks.
Hi. You must be Frank Campion.

Frank, this is Bianca Frost.

And this is Clarissa Montgomery.

She was trapped inside the vehicle,
conscious initially,

then anaesthetised
for a bilateral amputation.

How long was she in the car?
Too long.

Why both legs?
No choice.

BP's stable, normal sinus rhythm

and pupils are equal
and reacting to light.

Well, good job by the look of it.

Thanks. Mind if I carry on, Doctor?

Your patient.

I need a C-spine,
abdominal and chest X-rays.

Routine bloods,
including blood-alcohol.

Crossmatch group and hold.
Yep. I'll get onto radiology.

Great, and call orthopaedics for me.
Get them ready for us.

They'll need to take care of her
once we get her there.

Sure.

Get her on antibiotic
and tetanus cover.

Who's doing that?
Oh, that's me

OK.

What happened with the husband?

He didn't make it.

It could hardly have been
a surprise, Jack.

Thanks. I'll let her know.

I'll take it from here.
Bianca?

Orthopaedics are on stand-by
up there for your handover.

Thanks.
And then what?

Sorry?

You gonna wait around
till Clarissa wakes up?

Thought you might like to tell her
about her husband. You remember him.

He was the one you told her
was gonna be just fine.

I'm starting to understand why
everyone said to steer clear of you.

You are unbelievable!

You lie to the woman's face and don't
have the guts to say he's dead.

If you're so hell-bent on being
honest, why not call the police?

They'd be very interested to know

Clarissa deliberately
caused the accident.

That's a totally different issue.
Make up your mind.

Either you believe in honesty
at all costs

or you understand
that it's a judgment issue.

I saved a life today -
I'm not gonna apologise

for doing what I had to do
to make it happen.

DISTANT SIREN WAILS
Hey.

What?!

Oh, don't take it out on me, Jack.
I'm not!

SIREN CONTINUES WAILING

What happened after I left, Cate?
What do you mean?

Did Bianca set that woman straight

about what was happening
to her husband?

No.

Oh, she got permission to cut
her legs off on a lie, did she?

Does that sound right to you?

Look, I couldn't believe it when
she first said it, either, Jack.

But maybe she had a point.
Oh, how can you say that?!

Clarissa was so riddled with guilt.

Do you really think
she'd listen to reason

if she knew her husband
was going to die?

I think she had a right to the truth.

Tell me, are you angry
because of the lie

or because you got sidelined?

Oh, both!

(Sighs)

Doesn't help that she's so young,
either, does it?

Did you ever see 'Days of Thunder'?

What?

You know how Nicole Kidman
played that neurosurgeon?

I personally thought she was
too young to pull it off.

Cate, have you got a point?
Yes.

Bianca is also young,
but she is a trauma surgeon

and she's a bloody good one at that.

So why don't you talk to her?
(Sighs)

You both just probably
got off to a bad start.

The gympie-gympie tree
is covered in tiny silicon hairs

that get trapped in your skin
if you brush up against them.

So I was rubbing them in
instead of getting them out.

I'm so sorry, Jonathan.

Yes, but we didn't realise
what we were dealing with.

Now, these tiny hairs,

they act like hypodermic syringes
that inject poison into the skin.

Poison? I'm poisoned?
Hey.

Well, technically, yes.

Although the neurotoxins,
they hurt like hell,

they actually don't do
any physical damage.

It sure as hell feels
like it's doing damage.

I know. Now, the way to treat it
is we have to remove the hairs, OK?

Can I leave this...

Well, how do we do that?

Well, I just spoke to
a colleague in Queensland

who's got a very interesting idea.

What does that involve?

For you, Dan, a shopping trip.

"Microwaveable warm wax.
Hardens in seconds.

"No messy cloth strips. The natural
way to remove unwanted hair."

"Easy strips can be used at room
temperature. Ideal for beginners.

"Simply warm between palms."
Forget that.

"Gentle enough for facial hair
and bikini line."

OK, that's not the one.

Need help?

Um...

..do you use any of this stuff?

No, I was born with
a very rare genetic disease

that leaves me with
perfect hair coverage.

OK.

Well, picture a guy about my size.

How many strips would you need

to remove all the hair
from the waist down?

A guy your size?

Hypothetically speaking.
I mean, it's not for me.

It's not for me.
It's for a guy in the E.D.

Right.

So this hypothetical patient
who's about your size, but not you,

he wants to...

Prescription, Miss.
Thank you.

He wants to remove
all his lower body hair.

Every pesky little follicle?

Hypothetically, yeah.

And why would this Mr Smoothie
want to do a thing like that?

Sorry about the wait.
I had to wrangle a three-year-old.

She took chunks out of the nurse,
then her mother. I was next in line.

Toddlers have teeth like sharks.
Put that down to practice.

Yeah. I've got a lot
to look forward to, huh?

PAGER BEEPS

She has injuries.
I wasn't called to consult?

Oh, well, they're
only minor scratches,

you know, an abrasion to the cornea.

Sean looked after it.

Oh. Anything you noticed beyond that?

Yes. Very nervy.
She won't make eye contact.

She fled the waiting room

and then wouldn't
or couldn't leave the grounds.

So she's pretty scared
about something.

Mmm. Any indications
of abuse at home?

Bullying in the playground?

That can set off depression
or stress reaction.

Not that I could find out.
The mother been contacted?

Yeah.

The school didn't know
she wasn't there

until the head count
after the excursion.

She's on her way?

Yeah, Mum will be here
in about an hour.

She works up in the mountains.
Righto.

Let's both see what we can find out.

Oh.

Made yourself at home.
Sorry.

Oh, don't be.

Jessie, this is Doug Spencer.
He's a doctor here with us.

G'day, Jessie. Call me 'Spence'.
Everyone else does.

Do you mind if I sit over there?

Thanks.

(Clears throat)

How's your eye?

OK, I guess.

It must've been a pretty bad fall.
Where did it happen?

In some gardens
near the art gallery.

Oh, yeah. I know the place.

Yeah, I love it there.
All those amazing flowers.

That's pretty good.

Are you into Digimon?

Oh, that was, um...Izumi, right?

Main girl in 'Frontier'.

Did you call my mum?
I did.

She was very worried.

The school hadn't
told her you were here.

I ran away from the excursion.

You know, I guessed that.

What I can't figure out is why.

Pink.

Is that the colour or the singer?

I like the singer.
Yeah, so do I.

What's that song...?
'Stupid Girls'.

I like that one. You like that?

You got an iPod?

Yeah.

I was listening to it when...

When...? When what?

Jessie, what happened today?

He scared me.

And I ran.

I didn't even know where I was going
and then I fell over.

And I got all mixed up.

Who scared you, Jessie?

The man in the bushes.

I...

These strips, they grab hold
of the silicon hairs

that are embedded in the skin.

As well as all the other hair
on your legs, so sorry, mate.

(Grunts)

So when Dan rips the wax off,
the silicon hairs come too,

hopefully removing
all of the neurotoxins.

And this'll fix it right,
make it better?

Mmm. It'll help, yeah.

But, look, I need to explain to you
about what to expect long-term.

Long term? Are you serious?

Well, the thing is, it's impossible
to remove all the hairs

because they are so tiny.

And sometimes the skin
can grow over them,

trapping them inside the body.

Unfortunately,
silicon doesn't break down.

So you may suffer recurring pain.

What, this'll keep happening?
For how long?

Months, years, possibly
the rest of your life.

(Grunts)

(Spits)

Got a question for you, mate.

Sure.

Why wasn't I called in
to consult on Jessie Brooks?

There was no need. Simple patch-up
job. A couple of eye drops.

You didn't notice how shaky she was?

She wasn't shaky.
She was.

She wandered off
from a school excursion

and ended up alone in the
botanical gardens with a flasher.

Did he hurt her?

No, he tried to grab her,
she ran off.

But if I'd have been
called in earlier,

I might've figured out there
was something going on with her.

We deal with kids in here
all the time, Spence.

Not every one of them
requires a paediatric consult.

Is that so?
Jessie had an eye problem.

She was referred onto
the appropriate specialist.

Right, and the fact that I was
the only paediatrician on duty

had nothing to do with it?

(Laughs)

Listen, you've got an issue
with the way I handle things,

make a complaint to my supervisors.

Righto, and if you've got a problem
with me, let's just talk it out.

I don't page you for every
grazed knee that comes in here

and suddenly it's a conspiracy?

(Laughs)

Where's my soy wax burner?
Hmm?

Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you.

Occupational Health and Safety
popped in for a stickybeak.

They deemed it to be a hazard
to life and limb. Bad luck, Gabby.

And who invited them
to pop in, Frankie?

Buggered if I know.

They're like bloody ninjas,
aren't they,

sneaking around,
trying to catch people out.

Um, sorry. I think I know
what happened to Jonathan.

Here.

I don't know if I want
to take anything.

Charlotte. Perfectly safe. Come on.

(Sighs) Oh.

Why didn't you tell me
when you weren't feeling well?

Oh, because it's only a headache.

Why is everyone fussing
over the pregnant woman?

Survival of the species. Do you
want me to call Spence for you?

Sometimes you are so sweet.
Only sometimes?

Yes, only sometimes.

Spence is tied up somewhere
so I'll just hang out for a bit.

OK.
Thank you.

The gardens have got a fully
matured gympie-gympie tree.

It's roped off from the public,

but I guess flashers
aren't ones to obey the rules.

But are we sure it's him?
Yeah.

The cops tell me he's racked up

quite a few relatively minor
sexual misdemeanours.

Snowdropping.
Snowdropping? What's that?

Pinching women's undies
off the clothesline.

How do you know this stuff, Frank?
I get around. I get around.

And now, apparently,

he's graduated to exposing himself
in front of teenage girls.

Yeah, and if the girl hadn't run,
God knows what might've happened.

Let's hope that this
brush with the stinging tree

will make him think twice
about doing it again.

I'm kind of hoping his arrest
will do that for him.

He's all yours.

Bianca.

I'm off-duty, so whatever it is,
it can wait until tomorrow.

No, listen.

We didn't meet under the best
of circumstances today,

so how about we just
forget that, start again?

How's Clarissa?
In ICU.

You've never laid eyes on me
before today,

so what the hell
have I done to piss you off?

You might not have laid eyes on me,
but I've seen a thousand yous.

What exactly does that mean?

Oh, you know, cocky young surgeon
thinks he's God's gift to medicine.

No, I don't know. Explain it to me.

Well, I wasn't born with
a silver scalpel in my hand

so while you and
your preppy uni buddies

were off living the high life

and comparing notes
on your latest conquest,

I was working, telemarketing,
waitressing, cleaning houses,

to keep me afloat.

And once I did graduate
I found a boys' club

that would rather have
testicular cancer

than let a woman
into its hallowed halls.

Just like the consultant
that adopted you, Jack.

Do you think he would've
done me the same favour?

That's why you piss me off.

You really ought to see someone about
that chip on your shoulder, Bianca.

I beg your pardon?

You have been here for 10 seconds.

If you want to buy into gossip,
go right ahead.

Not my problem.

(Sighs)

CHARLOTTE: Frank said
the assessment task was good

so I've resubmitted it for marking.

Good. That's good.

Did you organise
the counselling for Jessie?

I certainly did,
and her mum's taken her home.

Oh, listen, mate, if you're busting,
no need to queue.

More than one loo in this place.
It's not me. It's her.

Bladder the size of a thimble.
CHARLOTTE: I heard that.

Oh, well, apparently it gets
worse before it gets better.

Charlotte, are you
going to stay in there

until you go into labour or what?

TOILET FLUSHES

(Exhales)
What is it?

I don't know. I feel a bit dizzy.
Come here.

Where are we going?
To take your blood pressure.

Oh, Spence, I'm fine.
You're not fine.

Have you thought maybe
it's time for maternity leave?

I just need a donut!

REPEATED ELECTRONIC BLEEPING

How is she?

Yeah. Surgery went well,
from all reports.

I've got to show you something.

"RU Horny?"

It's the same message her husband
got on his phone this morning.

Yep. It's advertising spam, Jack.

(Sighs) So he was telling the truth.

He wasn't having an affair.

Do you think she's going to
want to know that now?

(Sighs)

Oh. Maybe honesty isn't
always the best policy.

Maybe.

Did you talk to Bianca?
Mmm.

That woman has some issues.

But they're her problem, not mine.

You've still got to
work with her, though.

Yeah, I do.

But I can always go home
and forget she exists.

Speaking of which, come on,
why don't we get out of here?

No. I'm going to stay
until Clarissa wakes up.

Someone she knows should
tell her about her husband.

(Sniffs)

Do you know what time it is,
young man?

(Laughs)
Hmm?

Do you know how much I fret about you
when you come in after midnight?

(Sighs)
Crap day?

Yeah.

How about you?

It started out that way,
but things are looking up.

Well, thanks for
making me dinner, mate.

Yeah, not for you.
BIANCA: It's for me.

Come on, Mr Smoothie. I'm starving.

Great. That's great.

(Clicks tongue)

ELECTRONIC BEEPING