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MAN: (ON TV) If anyone has seen our beautiful daughter,

please contact the police immediately.

And, Noah, if you're watching this...

(SNIFFLES)

..please bring her home.

Whatever's gone on between you and I, it's not Tilly's fault.

I just want my baby back... home.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRS)

How the hell did anyone find them? The bush is so dense down there.

They were spotted by a ranger, apparently.

So the girl's still alive.

Yeah. I'm not sure what kind of state she's in, though.

Why would anyone kidnap their own daughter?

You live in a vacuum, Jo.

It's been all over the news for weeks.

Tilly!

Tilly, wake up. We have to go.

(MOANS)

Please don't. It hurts too much.

(SCREAMS)

(PANTS)

The girl's mother remarried and the father didn't like it.

Assaulted the stepdad, went to jail for 18 months.

Got parol. Now here we are.

Right. So, I guess we should be expecting trouble, then.

He's certainly got nothing left to lose.

(MOANS)

It's alright.

Get up.

(GRUNTS) No! Dad!

(WHIMPERS)

We'll be alright, OK?

I'm gonna take care of you now, Till.

(MOANS)

Let's go.

(MOANS)

And here we are.

(UNCLICKS SEATBELT)

I don't want to work today.

That's a bad sign before a 12-hour shift.

It's your own fault if it is.

Did you guys buy the 'Karma Sutra' or something?

Did you hear us last night?

I'm one very thin wall away, remember?

(SCREAMS) Somebody help me!

(GROANS)

We're doctors. What's the problem? Not in front of her.

I'll grab a wheelchair. Oh, this isn't happening!

OK, what's happened? (PANTS) I think I've broken my dick.

(WHIMPERS)

I need something for the pain - please!

Are you allergic to morphine? No.

Can you organise 5mg of morphine, please?

I'll drop these off.

What's going on there? Oh, a possible fractured penis.

Oh, that's gotta hurt!

Rossi can take care of that. I need you to look at Corinne Martin.

Abdominal pain. I've already taken bloods.

If Bart's busy, I'll take care of Corinne.

You're shadowing me. Yes, sir.

I was cleaning the house and I fell.

You were cleaning the house naked? With an erection?

Obviously.

Can you close the curtains, please?

Oh, my God. Can you fix me?

Well, I need to examine you first.

Are you OK if I cut your shorts off?

I don't know, mate.

We don't care what you get up to in private.

But if you wanna get up to it again, lose the shorts.

Fine. Just be gentle.

Do you want us to call anyone?

Oh, yeah. Tell the world.

So, you fell out of bed and she landed on your penis.

No. We were on the weight bench.

Hey. That's not fair.

If you want us to help you, you have to tell the truth.

It could affect what we need to do to treat you.

Look, everything you say is confidential.

She was on the weight bench.

I slipped out. I thrust into the bench.

I heard this pop and then I was in hell.

Well? Is... is it broken?

Radiology. Now.

I'm sorry for the wait, Corinne. I'm Dr West.

And I'm in a lot of pain.

Mind if I have a look at your abdomen?

Er, yes, actually. I do mind.

Can't you do your job without touching me up?

Where's that cute little intern gone?

I thought he was going to be my doctor.

Er, Dr West will be looking after you now.

Fine. But no groping.

Run some tests or something.

What a good idea.

So, have you had any bowel problems?

Obstructions? Stones?

(GROANS) Number twos have sort of hurt a bit lately.

Does that count?

Yeah. And generally, are you feeling fatigued, bloated maybe or, er...?

Are you saying I look bloated?

No, no. That's not what he meant.

Oh, no, of course it wasn't.

FYI, I've lost 10 kilos in the last month. Thank you.

Have you had any help with that? Pills or other medication?

Please. Like they work anyway.

10 kilos is a lot. Mmm.

Why the rush? I'm gonna work in fashion.

BOTH: Oh!

Sounds fun.

Fat bitches don't sell clothes.

Fact of life.

I'm gonna check up on those blood results.

Mmm.

We've already been to the coordinates the ranger gave us.

There's no sign of father or daughter.

Any chance the ranger could be mistaken about the location?

No. They'd been there, alright.

They must've heard the chopper and ran.

Why do you think he brought her out here?

I don't think it was planned.

A couple of days ago, they found his car an hour back that way.

He'd run off the road and hit a tree.

Do we know if he's armed? We have to be prepared for it.

The camp site's a couple of k's to the south of here

so we'll fan out from that point.

They couldn't have got far. At least one of them's injured.

There was blood. Right.

Want us to join the search? Best to set up here.

Then they can find whoever's injured and bring them to us.

Exactly. Alright.

Well, I don't suppose anyone brought Monopoly.

(PANTS) I want to go but it doesn't seem to be working.

Does your bladder feel full? Yeah, like I'm busting for a pee.

(GROANS) What does the scan tell you?

Well, you've definitely done some damage to your penis.

But right now I'm more concerned

with the fact that you're having a problem urinating.

You might have torn your urethra.

That doesn't sound good.

It means you could have blood and urine

leaking into the penile tissue.

Oh, please just do something. It's killing me.

This might be a bit uncomfortable, mate.

(GASPS)

You were at the gym early. Do you go every day before work?

The gym is my work. I'm a personal trainer.

Bladder's definitely full.

OK. Let's organise another scan.

Whatever. Just fix it - please!

Are you OK?

Of course I'm not.

Do you have any idea what it's like to have an audience for this?

I mean, can't you knock me out or something?

It doesn't work that way. There's nothing to be ashamed of.

Grant?

I need you to call my wife.

I'm guessing your wife wasn't the woman involved in the accident.

I swear, this is the first time I've cheated on her.

If she ever found out...

You're not going to tell her?

No way.

Maybe you could make something up. She'd believe you.

We can't do that.

Sorry.

Then I guess I'll have to.

(MACHINE BEEPS STEADILY)

Your blood tests show some kind of infection.

The likelihood is it's related to your abdominal pain.

But antibiotics will take care of it?

I don't think you understand. Your kidneys are starting to fail.

This is becoming very serious.

But you're a very clever doctor, so you'll fix it, right?

I need to know what the infection is.

So I'm gonna have to examine your stomach.

I told you before - no.

Look, Corinne, the sooner you let Bart do this,

the sooner we can solve this problem and you can go home.

Fine. Just don't press too hard.

This is a very expensive sweater.

Sorry. (GROANS)

Why fashion, huh?

Are you kidding? Have you ever been to a parade?

It's like living in a movie.

Even the ugly people are beautiful.

(GROANS)

Do you have a gastric band?

So I had the operation, OK?

What? Say what you want. I don't care.

And you didn't tell us this because...?

Because it's none of your business!

When did you have the surgery? Last month.

And the pain didn't start till a week ago

so don't think about blaming the band.

What's the name of the doctor who did the procedure?

Oh! Why? I need to speak with them.

It's not the banding causing my pain.

Then you won't mind me calling the doctor responsible.

(SIGHS)

Fine.

Park.

Dr Soon Park.

He's a specialist.

And he was very expensive.

Can you do a urine analysis? I'm gonna make some phone calls.

Yep.

You can't stand just sitting around, can you?

Nah.

STEVE: Look around, Jo.

Nice place. Fresh air.

Waste of time.

You need to learn how to relax.

You're loving this, aren't you? Sitting around, doing nothing.

I am appreciating nature.

(CHUCKLES) Is that what you call it?

And that is why I could last much longer out here than you could.

Oh, yeah? How do you figure that?

I spent three days lost in bushland back home.

Managed to find myself some food, water.

Made myself a little fire the old-fashioned way.

Oh, a regular little Boy Scout, hey?

Common sense.

I'm gonna call the cops for an update.

Oh, yeah.

And just as they're about to grab this guy,

your voice comes booming over the radio.

You're right.

And so are you. We should be appreciating our surroundings.

Hey, can you teach us how to make a fire?

You do it using sticks, don't you?

I am not employed to entertain you.

No, no. She's got a point.

Be a handy thing to know.

Unless, of course, you can't do it. I can do it.

Good. I'll get sticks.

Be my guest.

Stay where you are! Hey, calm down, mate.

We're not gonna hurt you. Turn your radios off.

Throw them away or I'll cut his throat.

Do it!

There you go. Drop the knife.

Shut up!

What do you want?

It's my daughter.

She's dying.

Keep going.

She broke her leg in the car accident.

I tried to set it but it's no good.

Hey, sweetheart. Come on. Open your eyes for me.

Wake up, Till. I've got help, darling.

Are you Tilly? My name's Mike. I'm a doctor.

We're just gonna take a look at your leg, OK?

I'll get her cannulated and hang some fluids.

Noah, I'm gonna need to check you out too.

How do you know my name?

You've been all over the news, mate.

I bet you that bastard's loving every minute of it too.

How about I take a look at your injuries?

No, I'm fine. Look, just look after Tilly.

Do you have anything for the pain?

Yeah, yeah. I'm onto it.

It's infected. She needs to get to hospital ASAP.

No.

Whatever has to be done, do it here. We have to stay together.

Then both come with us.

Listen to me. You're not taking us anywhere!

Dad... stop it, please.

(PANTS) It's OK, kiddo.

It's OK. Noah, listen.

It's over.

Even if we don't call the cops in, they're not far away.

Why don't you just give yourself up?

For Tilly's sake.

Who do you think I'm doing this for?

He sexually abused her.

Her stepfather!

What?

I didn't kidnap my daughter.

I saved her.

Frank's gone to a meeting. He told me to hang with you.

Did you find 'Little Miss Trust Fund's doctor yet?

No.

Soon Park. It's Korean, right? Oh, gee. You think?

Well, maybe it's Park Soon.

Er...

There's nothing on that either.

That's random.

I mean, that girl's not going to some hack.

She'd have the Queen's doctor if she could track him down.

Maybe she gave us a false name.

Just a thought.

Korean doctor. Try Korea.

Lot of girls go overseas for the op

if they don't pass the psych evaluation here.

These girls don't take no for an answer.

Takes a trust fund baby to know one?

I went to school with a few, that's all.

Right.

(MACHINE BEEPS STEADILY)

Do you believe him?

I don't know. He seems genuine.

Yeah, he'd say anything to stop going back to prison.

What are you two whispering about?

You don't believe me, is that it?

Why didn't you go to the police with your allegations?

Are you that naive?

He's a bloody QC!

I spent 18 months in jail for pushing the bastard.

Does that give you an idea of what we're up against?

Calm down, Dad. (PANTS)

It's OK, kiddo.

(PANTS)

Tilly...

..is there anything that you want to say about your stepfather?

You don't have to say anything, Till.

She's been through enough!

I'm going back for the radios. I've got to call this in.

No!

Noah! Everybody just calm down.

Jo, help Steve clean Tilly's wound and put a splint on the leg.

Mike... Just do it.

I hope you know what you're doing.

He's had a lot of groin injuries at work,

but never bad enough that he's ended up in the Emergency Department.

What happened?

I think it'd be better if Grant explains.

You up for visitors?

Baby, thank God you're here.

Darling.

What did you do?

You're gonna think I'm an idiot.

I was jerking off.

Someone came to the door,

and I was pulling my shorts back on, and I... I tripped.

I landed on it.

It's... sort of snapped.

Oh, you silly duffer.

Oh, you're in pain.

As well as the fracture, he also has a very full bladder.

Would you give him another 5mg of morphine?

How long do I have before it bursts?

Oh, darling, it's not going to burst.

Tell him you're not gonna let that happen.

No, we won't.

We're waiting to hear from the specialist

to see if it's safe to insert what's called a suprapubic catheter.

Right. But that won't fix the injury, will it?

No. He'll need surgery for that.

They will open the penis,

and repair the lacerations to the fibrous tissue...

Stop!

I don't wanna hear this, OK?

Um... can we still have children?

Yeah. Shouldn't be a problem.

That's a relief. You hear that, darling?

You're gonna be just fine.

I love you.

You know that? (CHUCKLES)

I'll chase up the urologist.

How are we doing?

Not good. We had some nausea.

Why didn't you tell us the operation was in Korea?

My illness has nothing to do with the band. Would you let it go?

What post-op monitoring did Dr Park do with you?

Did he tell you how careful you should be?

Yes! OK? God!

You're like a parking cop.

Yes! I did everything I was supposed to.

Why do you think I lost so much weight?

Corinne, no-one is attacking you.

Oh, no-one ever is. It's all in my head, right?

You don't understand how hard it is. You're just another perfect person.

No, I'm not. I'm finally becoming normal.

And you wanna stop it.

I want... I want him to be my doctor.

Corinne, I'm sorry if I seem... I think I'm gonna be sick.

Hang on.

There we go. (VOMITS)

(GRUNTS)

(GASPS) Oh, my God.

Is that blood?

Could be another reaction to the band.

Get him out! Hey, look, it's OK.

Just calm down. Out!

Give her another 10mg of metoclopramide.

I'm gonna get Radiology on standby for an abdo CT.

Deep breaths for me.

That's good.

(GASPS)

Thanks. I'll get that set up straightaway. Cheers.

Is that the wife?

Yeah.

And she believed his very lame story.

The urologist has received the scans

and he's happy for us to go ahead with the suprapubic catheter.

OK. I need you for a minute.

Can it wait?

No. It can't.

Er, you go.

I'll take care of the patient. Cheers.

You're making me nervous.

There's no other way to do this. It's your mother.

She died last night.

Where?

Apparently she was living in a caravan on the north coast.

The police... Why did they call you and not me?

Debra left a note requesting that I be informed.

She wanted you to hear it from someone you know.

What do I have to organise?

No, no, no. I can do that.

This isn't your problem.

Just give me the details of where her body is. I'll take it from there.

Oh, Adam.

Is that all?

JO: Her BP and her sats are down.

Let's get up 2g of cefotaxime IV.

What's your call, Mike? We're out of time.

Tilly.

I need you to be really brave for me.

Was your dad telling the truth?

Have you been abused by your stepfather?

I know this is difficult.

(GASPS)

I don't want to talk about it.

Mike. You sonofabitch!

You're not putting her through that.

(GRUNTS) She's already suffered too much!

I just need to know the truth.

I wish there was another way, but there isn't.

Tilly.

Enough!

(GASPS)

I-It's true.

(WHIMPERS)

It's all true.

(WHIMPERS) It's OK, kiddo.

It's OK.

I'm gonna call in the chopper. We need to get Tilly to hospital.

No, you're not!

Listen, if we don't take your daughter now,

she's not gonna make it.

You could lose her for good this time. Your call.

And what? You're gonna turn me in, are you?

No.

But you're gonna get the hell out of here.

Let's get her prepped for transport.

I'm serious.

You do this, you won't just lose your job. You'll go to jail.

Aiding and abetting, Mike.

(SIGHS)

Call this number when you can.

It's my mobile.

I'll make sure your daughter's safe. You've got my word.

Thank you.

(WHIMPERS)

Are you OK with this? (GASPS) Yes.

I'll come for you as soon as I can, OK?

Be careful, Dad.

(WHIMPERS)

You should get going.

BP's dropping.

Keep pushing those fluids through.

Not long to go, Tilly. You hold on.

We're gonna have to tell the police we found her.

I will. Just gotta give Noah a decent head start first.

They'll tell her parents.

I know.

You could always ask them just to tell the mother.

Maybe keep her stepdad out of it.

She's just as bad.

I told her what happened.

She didn't believe me.

Said I was making it up...

..to get back at her for marrying Lance.

Then I'm gonna do everything in my power

to keep them both away from you.

If I die...

..make sure Dad doesn't go back to jail.

Tell them everything.

You're not gonna die.

People do.

Yeah, they do. But I promised your dad I'd take care of you.

You just try and relax.

Tell us what we need you to say. We'll back you up.

Thanks but there's no need.

I'm gonna tell the cops as soon as we touch down.

I want you both going straight to HQ. Not a word to anyone.

Mike... No argument on this, Jo.

I know I've put you both in a tricky situation,

so I'll wear the damage.

End of discussion.

MRU 4 to All Saints. Do you copy?

Go ahead, Mike.

We have a 16-year-old female en route.

Obs are deteriorating.

Compound fracture of the left tibia

and what looks like advanced septicaemia.

ETA 10 minutes. We'll be ready.

Oh, and I want Von on stand-by on this one.

What does Von know about septicaemia that we don't?

Frank, hi.

Listen, our casualty is Tilly Cross,

the missing girl who's been all over the news lately.

Trust me, I'm gonna need Von.

Hmm.

I saw her mother on the telly this morning. She was a wreck.

She's been missing for a couple of weeks now, right?

And now she's back.

You go and set up Resus and you tell me why you're not with your patient.

She asked me to leave. I'm giving her space till we get to Radiology.

You've left Parker with her, alone? She didn't have a problem with him.

I want you supervising. Get back in there.

Yeah, rightio.

Nausea seems to be under control but her obs haven't improved.

CORINNE: Before you say anything,

it was completely bitchy of me to kick you out.

Bad Corinne.

I'm just not very good with people telling me what to do.

It's fine. It's all been a bit of a shock.

Can you let Radiology know we're ready to go?

Yeah. Hang on. What for?

We need to do a CT scan, have a look at that band.

No. No, Corinne, this is important.

Are you gonna take the band out? We don't know. It's a possibility.

Then I'm going to a different hospital.

They will tell you exactly the same thing.

That's too bad, because I'm not staying...

For God's sake, will you stop being such a spoilt brat?

You can't talk to me like that.

So it sucks to be fat. I get it.

Oh, you get it, do you, Mr Gym Body?

You get what it's like

to have your stick-thin mother call you her 'little elephant'?

So, yes, I get it. I understand.

At school all the kids used to call me Jabba the Hutt.

So how about you lose the attitude and let us fix you

or you are going to regret it in the worst possible way.

OK.

The band might be too tight.

Might?

Dr Park wanted to loosen it.

But you wouldn't let him?

No. That's why I came home from Korea early.

Because it was working so well, I didn't want to change a thing.

When was that?

Three weeks ago.

I worked so hard after the operation. I did everything I was supposed to.

Do you know how hardcore a liquid diet is?

Bart...

What is it?

You're starting to develop blood poisoning.

We need to get that scan done as soon as possible.

CHARLOTTE: We'll make an incision above Grant's bladder

and we'll insert the catheter there.

And that will help with his pain?

It'll give him some relief until he gets to theatre.

How are we looking? Oh, nearly ready to go.

Is everything OK? Mm-hm.

Did Dr Beaumont explain the procedure to you?

Mm-hm. Yeah.

You're sure none of this is gonna affect our chances to have kids?

It's unlikely.

OK. Well, that's the main thing.

That's all you're worried about, isn't it?

I'm about to be sliced open

and all you want to know is if you can still get pregnant?

That is not fair. You know that we've been planning kids.

You know they're a priority.

No, "How is this gonna effect Grant?"

"How much pain is he gonna be in?" Just you - your plans.

Sometimes I feel like just another one of your bloody employees,

you know that?

I wasn't the one wanking on the job!

Why don't we give Grant some space, hey?

OK, I'm sorry. That was insensitive.

Why don't I call your clients and cancel your meetings for the day?

Thanks, babe.

Phone's with my gear.

Are you right to take care of the catheter?

Sure.

No-one will disturb you in here.

OK, thanks.

Hey, um... I'm sorry about before.

We don't usually speak to each other like that.

It's none of my business.

He just refuses to grow up.

You know, he constantly reverts to this irresponsible teenager

and it makes me feel like his mum.

How long have you been together?

About eight years.

But we don't bear much resemblance to that couple anymore.

We used to laugh, God forbid.

I'll let you know when the procedure's finished.

OK. Oh, and, um... Adam, is it?

You will look after him, won't you?

How's it going? She's stable.

Hi, Tilly. I'm Dr Campion. How are you feeling?

Tired.

Frank, you need me? Actually, I did, Von.

Oh.

Tilly's been sexually assaulted.

By her father?!

No, no. Her stepdad. The guy who can't keep his face off TV.

I've asked the police not to inform the parents.

They told me there wasn't an option.

You want me to keep them at bay when they get here.

Please.

AMY: Flow's good. Are you feeling better?

A bit, yeah. Thanks.

You lying bastard!

You were just jerking off, were you? Playing with yourself?

Elaine... You cheating son of a bitch!

What are you talking about? Ah, no, you don't.

You can't have this conversation now, Elaine.

A woman named Lisa, she just called.

She's upset because she hasn't heard from you

since you hurt yourself this morning.

(YELLS) She didn't even know you were married, you shit!

Please, babe, it's not what it seems.

Get her out of here. Don't worry, I'm going.

You have betrayed me in the worst possible way.

I will never forgive you!

Elaine! Let's get him ready for surgery.

Please, man, help me. I can't lose her.

I'll give you her sister's number. She'll probably just head there.

Which part of "there's no time" do you not understand?

Please. I couldn't live with myself if it ends like this.

I need her.

So?

I'm sorry, Corinne. The news isn't good.

What do you mean?

The band was too tight

and it's killed off a section of your stomach.

How? It's had no circulation.

Can you fix it?

No. The bit that's necrotic has to be removed.

What? That's even better than the band.

If I lose half my stomach, that means I lose more weight, right?

I don't think you understand.

The dead tissue, it's affecting your kidneys

and it's poisoning your bloodstream.

You didn't answer my question. Are you for real?

Is this quest for the perfect body worth dying for?

I would rather leave a beautiful corpse

than live life as a fatty boombah.

Look at yourself. With your eyes, not your mother's.

You are a beautiful girl.

No, I'm not.

OK, right at this minute, I'd have to agree.

But that is only because

I am watching you kill yourself with stupidity and stubbornness.

And, no, that's not very attractive.

You aren't just trying to scare me, are you?

I really could die from this?

Yeah, you really could.

Well, then, fix it, please.

I'll organise theatre.

MAN: Tilly! Where are you?

No! Tilly, it's alright.

That's enough. (GROANS WILDLY)

That's alright. It's OK.

Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy. No-one's going to hurt you.

I want Dad! MAN: Tilly!

Bloody hell, Vlasek. You started this. Go and fix it.

VON: We have to wait until the doctors give the all-clear.

Hang some more fluid, will you? We just want to know she's OK!

I'm Mike Vlasek. I'm one of the team that brought Tilly in.

She's getting very special medical care right now.

I want to see her. I understand that.

We don't want to interrupt Tilly's treatment.

Perhaps if you'd like to come this way.

Mrs McCready, I need some information, so please...

If you don't let me see my daughter,

I'll sue you and the rest of this bloody hospital.

And if you don't keep your voice down, security will escort you out.

So which is it to be?

Do you people have any idea what it's like having a missing child?

Not knowing whether she's alive or dead?

No, no, you're too busy following your bloody protocol.

I'm afraid this isn't an issue of protocol.

I just don't understand why you won't let me see my daughter.

She needs her privacy right now.

No, but she would want me with her. No, I don't think she would.

What?! Why on earth not?

Tilly doesn't want to see you.

In fact, she'd only come to hospital on the proviso

that you weren't told where she was.

Why do you suppose that might be?

I can assure you I have no idea.

What can you tell me about the relationship

between Tilly and your husband?

Why?

She's made some accusations against him.

No... She was just making that up. OK?

To get back at Lance for replacing her father.

The doctors are confident she's telling the truth.

Maybe she's delusional. She's been in the bush all that time.

Must be terrifying...

..waiting to see if she's going to tell the world the truth.

Are you being deliberately obtuse?

OK. I'll be explicit.

I know you've been sexually assaulting your step-daughter.

That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.

Is it?

Tilly's prepared to testify against you,

including the fact that her mother knew and ignored it.

No.

I mean, he wouldn't have touched her.

Not like that.

(CRIES) My God.

I didn't believe her.

I didn't believe my baby girl.

(CRIES) Oh, God.

And you think anyone would believe the word of a child over me?

Guess you're about to find out.

Theatre's ready. We just need you to sign this form.

OK. Just down at the bottom.

I'm shaking.

You'll be alright. You're in good hands.

Um... could you please call my mum and dad?

I didn't want to worry them before but now I think...

Yeah. Of course.

You ready?

I don't know.

How about I take you upstairs?

Surprise package, isn't he?

Yeah, he is.

Hello, Elaine. It's Dr Rossi again.

Look, I know you have your reasons,

but disappearing is only going to make things worse.

At least give him the chance to say goodbye.

So please call the hospital as soon as you get this message.

Is he OK?

His mother died last night.

I take it he hasn't said anything.

Not a word.

Is this how he always deals with things?

By not dealing with them, yeah.

That's how it is.

I am so, so sorry, baby.

I promise you he will never, ever touch you again.

I want Dad.

I'm sure they'll find him.

And then what?

They'll send him back to jail?

Maybe if I talk to them...

Should've done that when I first told you what Lance did to me.

OK. I think it's time we took you up to Intensive Care.

They'll be looking after you for a while. OK?

I'm not going back home.

We're ready to go.

Tilly, please...

I just want my dad.

Tilly is currently receiving medical attention.

She was glad to see a friendly face but the medical staff have asked...

Is she badly injured?

I can tell you that she's not making much sense at the moment.

But that's to be expected given the ordeal that she's been through.

Well, how long will she be in hospital for?

It will take time to recover from the physical and psychological damages

of the kidnapping...

But we'll be there for her every step of the way. That's all for now.

Lance McCready? Yeah, please...

I'm sorry. We need you to come with us to answer a few questions.

Mr McCready, is there a problem? No. No problem.

Where are the police taking you?

Mr McCready, where are they taking you?

Would you like to explain where you're going?

Has the father been brought in for questioning as well?

WOMAN: Are you a suspect? Mr McCready?

Got anything you want to say to me?

Alright. You did good today.

That hurt a bit, didn't it? What hurt?

Oh, Dr West was just telling me how impressed he was

with the way I got through to his patient today.

Ah. Were you, Homer?

It must have been tough to relive those memories, Jabba.

Oh, please. Do I look like I was ever fat?

I just had to find a way to relate to her.

You lied to a patient? You bet.

She needed help. She got it.

Well, it's unconventional but it's the outcome that matters.

We might have got off on the wrong foot.

I might have been hasty in my judgement of you.

No.

You waited at least an hour before deciding I wasn't worth knowing.

Emergency. Gabrielle speaking.

From your first minute, you gave me the impression

you were only in medicine for the fringe benefits.

No, when? You've showed you have more depth.

I'm honoured to have won your approval. But I don't need it.

Guys, that was theatre.

Corinne just had a cardiac arrest.

She died on the operating table. What?

Well, apparently the necrosis was too severe.

They couldn't stop the bleeding. I am so sorry.

Maybe we should go for a drink.

Why would I want to do that?

It's OK to be upset.

I can see you connected with her. I'm not upset.

That's the job, right?

See you guys tomorrow.

Ah, we're ready to go. Thank you.

You came back. Yes, I did.

Dr Rossi left a very persuasive message so here I am.

I just need to know one thing -

how many times did it happen, Grant?

You want to talk about this now? Yes, I do.

How many times, Grant? Once.

(SCOFFS) You must think I'm stupid.

Why'd you come back if you weren't going to listen to me?

Poor Grant, married to the emasculating bitch.

No wonder you screw around. We're not doing this now.

Let's go. Take him.

Cut him open. See if I care. Oh, for God's sake.

You two don't love each other, just torturing each other.

Doctor Rossi... No.

If they want to ruin each other's lives, let 'em knock themselves out.

Just stop wasting our bloody time.

Be back in a minute.

Dr Rossi!

That was hardly helpful.

If they can't sort their shit out, they can go to hell.

Adam... If you don't like it, you can too.

Charlotte, theatre's still waiting for Grant.

Buy me five minutes.

I am extremely sorry. Dr Rossi was completely out of line.

No, it's OK. He had a point.

I just need to know why.

I was lonely.

We lost our way somewhere, didn't we?

I love you.

Even if we've changed, that hasn't.

You'll still be here when the operation's over?

Of course I will.

Tillybug.

You're here.

Our friend got me in.

How are you feeling?

Better.

Till... I'm going to turn myself in.

I'll fight for custody again.

What if they send you back to jail?

They won't.

We'll win this time.

But people are going to ask you questions

that you won't want to answer.

It's not going to be easy.

I don't care.

I won't let them take you away again.

You and me, kiddo.

You and me.

Thank you.

(DOOR CLOSES) Shh. I don't want to wake Zach.

Look, I know it's late.

I just wanted to apologise for today. I was totally out of line.

I'm really sorry.

Apology accepted.

Wow, that was easy.

Von told me about your mum.

I'm really sorry.

Do you want to talk about it?

I don't really know what to say.

I feel like she's rejected me for the second time.

By dying? Yeah.

I know it sounds selfish

and I know she disappeared to protect me

but I just wish I had another chance.

To do what?

Care for her.

Be there for her.

Well, I would offer you dinner,

but I think I can officially call this a failed experiment.

What are you trying to cook?

Hand-made ravioli.

You know what? I think we can salvage this.

No. Seriously... Come on.

How do you feel about take-out? Don't.

Don't be a wuss.

First things first, yeah?

You should never cook sober.

OK.

Right.

OK.

Now, the secret is all in the texture.

You just made that up, didn't you?

Yeah, I did, actually. (LAUGHS)

Cheers. Cheers.