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CLINKING SOUND

SCRABBLING NOISES

SOUNDS CONTINUE

Hey!

(grunts) Don't move or I'll break your neck!

Scott! It's me, it's Sterlo!

(exhales)

You okay? (sniffles)

What the hell are you doing here, man?

Came back to nick the rest of my stuff, did you?

You look like shit.

Piss off.

I'm going away.

Just came back to get...

Where are you going?

That's my bat.

Where the hell are you going?

You hit me with my own bat!

Get out of the way. No.

(voice breaks) Get out of the way, Scott!

Walk out this door and you'll wind up dead, and you know it!

You need to stay here.

I'll help you - we'll all help you.

Argh!

(groans) Sterlo!

DISTANT SIRENS

Poo's the worst.

Anything else is cool - I can handle it, but poo...ugh!

Ever since I was a little kid.

How about you?

Sorry, what about me?

Anything about this job you can't handle?

Ooh - did you pick up a maternity bundle?

Yeah.

And how many litres of Hartmann's do we have left?

It's okay, I'll get another two more.

So, mine's poo - what's yours?

Everyone's got something.

Okay, this is how it works.

I show you mine and you show me yours,

then we use that information to help improve our teamwork.

Wasn't the point of the game when I was a kid.

(laughs)

Well done! A joke!

(sighs)

How about that guy who ripped off Emergency, hey?

What about him?

I heard he was a friend of yours.

Know what? I reckon we are low on Hartmann's.

Getting two extra litres right now is a great idea.

MOBILE RINGS

Hello?

Nelson.

Sterlo's gone.

Left town.

At least that's what Scott thinks - he saw him last night.

Good riddance.

Where did he go?

Doesn't matter where he's gone, Terri.

He can't run away from himself.

What makes you think he's running?

I gave him a chance and he blew it, now he's gone.

If that isn't running, what do you call it?

RASPY MALE VOICE: Oh, the men of Sodom were wicked

and were sinning greatly against the Lord...

Moses, if you don't want to see a doctor, would you sit down?

And the Lord said, "If I find 50 righteous people, I will save...

Help! We need a doctor!

Okay. What happened?

She fell over - just started bleeding.

It won't stop - I tried, but...

I was watching her... Try and calm down.

She's got leukaemia. Okay.

What's her name? Georgia Price.

Has she been a patient here? Yes.

Okay. Reg, can you locate Georgia Price's medical files?

And locate a specialist. Straight away.

One little blow for me, sweetie?

Good girl.

Okay...

What type of leukaemia does she have?

Uh...I think it's A.L.L.

You think?

I'm not her father.

I was just minding her.

Heard her calling out.

Alright.

I just need to have a little look, okay?

It won't hurt. You ready?

Alright.

Von, can I get a bag of N on 2, 500 mls, put up, please?

Yep, got it.

I need a dressing pack and gauze.

Cocaine hydrochlorate four percent.

We'll get some urgent bloods.

Okay, we're finished.

That wasn't too bad, was it?

So, she'll be - will she be alright?

Uh...we'll just get the bleeding stopped,

but I need to speak to her parents.

Where are they? House hunting.

Have they been called? Yeah...

Yeah, they're on their way.

Charlotte?

Alright, we'll just need to put this up your nose

to stop the bleeding, okay?

Oh, he says he felt really crook, eh?

Oh. Where do you feel sick, mate?

Oh, he says it was his guts.

Can you fix him? Well...

Great. We'll pick him up later.

See ya later, mate.

Give anyone a hard time and you're in big strife - got it?

Yeah - oh, his name's Josh.

Where are you going? Methadone clinic.

Leave a number with the Ward Clerk. Yeah, no worries.

You want to tell me where it hurts?

All through here. My back's worse when I cough.

Does it hurt all the time?

Ah...

We've stopped the bleeding,

I contacted the Paediatric Oncology Registrar and her specialist.

Mmm...What have you ordered?

Full blood count, platelets, PTT and bleeding time.

When her coags get back,

I'll decide whether to give her vitamin K or plasma products.

Anything else? Is she anaemic?

Likely anaemia and neutropenia.

Okay, we'll have to isolate her from the other patients.

Get some blood cultures.

Might be an idea to start her on a group compatible platelet infusion.

Charlotte, Georgia's parents, Ray and Wendy Price.

How is she? Hi.

She's in here at the moment

but we'll be moving her to an isolation ward.

Georgia, look who's here!

Georgia, look who's here! Mummy!

Mummy!

Oh! How are you?

Well, okay, Mum and Dad, we're off for a ride.

We won't be long.

Mr Grisham said Georgia was diagnosed with A.L.L.

Yes.

What treatment did she have?

Consolidation chemotherapy.

Dr Keane, her oncologist,

said it would make her bone marrow function normally again.

Okay, I can't say for sure until Georgia's blood tests come back,

but I think it might be the start of a relapse.

They said she was in remission.

Remission doesn't necessarily mean all the leukaemia cells have gone.

It often means a substantial number just haven't been detected.

So...

What do we do?

Well, I will talk to her specialist, and if it is a relapse,

Georgia will probably need a bone marrow transplant.

(sighs)

Your doctor must have mentioned the possibility.

(teary) Yes.

Yes, he did, I just...

I just hoped.

Mr Price?

Yeah, I'm alright.

(strangled) Yep.

It's just...

Shouldn't happen, you know?

She's just five.

A ten year old boy with acute non-specific abdominal pain

radiating from the back.

He's got diarrhoea and vomiting.

I've ruled out appendicitis and cholecystitis.

What about hepatitis?

His parents are IV drug users, aren't they?

Mm. There's no tenderness to the right upper quadrant

and no apparent hepatomegaly.

I've ordered LFTs but I'm not expecting a lot.

Mmm. Interesting.

Keep me informed. Yep.

SCOTT: We've got Jason Campbell, 32.

Collapsed on the staircase of his neighbour's apartment.

Possible ETOH abuse. Obs are stable.

You seen anything of your mate lately?

Who? McCormack.

No. Are you sure?

I haven't seen him.

The police are after him, so if you do see or hear anything,

you be sure and let me know.

Okay? Sure.

Okay, let's get him settled.

Georgia's bloods are back.

I spoke to Dr Keane on the phone.

I'll wait outside. No, no, stay. Please.

Her white count is very high.

I'm afraid it is a relapse.

Dr Keane directed we begin the process for bone marrow transplant

as soon as possible.

So let's get started.

Bear with me, Mr Price, there are two ways we can go.

The best one is to find a relative from the extended family

who is a complete match for Georgia's bone marrow.

What about the two of us?

A mother or father could only ever be a partial match,

never a complete match.

Okay, let's go for the best - let's get the relatives here.

Well, start calling them, get them in and test them.

Okay. Get 'em here now.

Mine are all overseas.

Start with mine.

Start with mine. Alright, what we can do is set both options in motion.

Alright, what we can do is set both options in motion.

We'll take blood from both of you to make sure we can do a donation

from a partial match,

which will buy more time while we look for a complete match.

Okay?

Why are you protecting him?

Who says I am?

Didn't he nick your watch?

Even if I did know where he was, I don't owe Frank Campion one iota.

He can do his own dirty work.

You can't be friends with a junkie - I tried it once and regretted it.

She OD'd in my bathroom. Sterlo's not a junkie.

RADIO: Clear for casualty? Yeah, we're clear.

We have a collapsed male...

APPROACHING SIREN

Sterlo?

(shouts) Sterlo!

Sterlo! Sterlo!

Recent IV drug use.

No, he doesn't have a problem, does he?

He's got a pulse, breaths are shallow and irregular.

Get a cannula set up and a minijet of naloxone, okay?

Why wouldn't I match my own daughter?

Well, we did what's called an HLA tissue typing test.

The test attempts to match

the antigens or markers of the donor's white cells...

No...in English.

Of the two of you, only your wife has the right tissue

to donate bone marrow to your daughter.

So, she can give it?

No, she can't.

The test revealed something else.

Wendy, you're pregnant.

Oh, God...

Which, unfortunately, disqualifies you from donating bone marrow.

Oh...

What do we do?

Keep making those calls.

That's the third one, it's not working.

Shit!

He's had 6 milligrams.

If it was an OD, he'd have come round by now.

There's something else going on.

We're not taking him to All Saints.

He'll get arrested.

What will we do? You gonna take him home?

No, we'll take him to St Angela's.

Scott, get a grip.

We can't do that.

You know it's not a straightforward OD.

One more shot.

Scott, get the trolley.

Sterling McCormack, found him unconscious.

Obvious signs of recent IV drug use.

We've given him six milligrams of naloxone with minimal effect.

Heart rate's 128 beats per minute, BP's 100 over 66 and a BGL of 5.1.

Okay, on three - one, two, three.

TERRI: Sterling?

Sterlo!

Come on, Sterlo, open your eyes for me.

Come on, open your eyes.

Hot and sweaty.

Infected venipuncture sites.

Get a temperature.

Temperature's 39.6.

There's a cardiac valvular problem on the right side,

and a rash over the upper trunk.

He may have endocarditis.

I need full bloods, UEC, FBC and mobile chest X-ray.

I need a mobile X-ray to resus now.

Jessica, can you take over from here?

We need blood cul... Look, I really don't...

Blood cultures, FBCs, UECs - just do your job.

(sighs)

He's obviously fighting infection, we just need to find the source.

Von, about Sterlo...

What about him?

If you want to gossip, find someone else - I've got work to do.

No, I don't want to gossip.

Frank instructed me to call the police as soon as...

Okay, then call them.

Well, I don't really want to.

And I just thought that I could forget, you know?

Until he's getting discharged.

What do you think?

Just do your job,

which is what bloody Sterlo should have been doing,

so he's made his own bed.

How is he?

Stable enough to be stepped down to subacute, still febrile...

And why am I nursing him?

Because I'm snowed under.

That's crap!

You don't want to nurse him because he's an arsehole.

Jessica, I don't have time for this.

When you don't want to nurse him, you dump him on me.

When I don't want to nurse him, I'm told to shut up and do the job.

Double standards, Nelson.

Shut up and do the job.

Hey!

Why's she got her knickers in a knot?

She's just overjoyed to see Sterlo.

So am I. Got the little prick.

And by the look of him, he's not going anywhere quick.

Glad you can find something to celebrate.

Oh, have a cry, Curtis.

Well, he's stable,

but his blood cultures show a staph aureous infection, still febrile.

What do I say?

Shit...

I gave you a chance and you pissed on it.

Nelson!

Look at me, you weak prick!

Nelson, what the hell's the matter with you?

Get out of here.

Oh, here's the mean one I told you about.

Has he been telling you stories?

No, I was telling him about the reaper.

What's a reaper? It's sort of like a leech.

Yeah, it's like a leech, with a suction pump,

and it just clamps itself onto the side of your neck

and sucks you dry in three seconds.

That's disgusting.

Mate, I told you, girls do not get this kind of stuff.

Um...I'll see you in a sec, alright?

He is a horror nut.

He's seen everything from Dawn of the Dead to Texas Chainsaw.

It's all he talks about.

How old is he? Ten.

Where are his parents?

Methadone clinic - they told me to "fix him".

Oh...lunch.

Oh, no, no, it's okay.

You know, I've got to see Sterling when I can face it.

So we'll...cancel.

Oh, no, we won't cancel.

Um... I'll see you outside in 15 minutes,

just a couple of things to chase up first.

What?

Yeah, I'll see you outside.

Don't let the reaper get you.

Hmm...

Thanks a shitload.

What?

Why'd you bring me here?

(scoffs) Some mate.

Excuse me - as if I had a choice

and mate, I don't think I'm the one who should be apologising.

Look, Scott, it's not my fault.

Everything's been stacked up against me since I got shot.

I never had any problems

until they pumped me full of morphine when I was in here.

Oh, is that your excuse, is it?

Well, that's pathetic, mate.

(scoffs)

Go away.

Okay.

It's your turn now, is it?

My turn for what?

Stick the boot in, everyone else is.

That's not why I'm here.

I want to have a talk to you.

I'm too tired.

He's had some Maxalon.

Only you have antigens compatible with Georgia.

Ray isn't her father, he can't be.

(sighs)

Can I have some? Of course.

Are you gonna tell Ray?

If we can't find another match from your side of the family,

it'll be hard to keep it from him.

I don't - I don't want him to know.

Look, if we know who is the biological father,

Georgia stands a much better chance.

If he finds out, he'll - he'll leave me.

(sighs) We have to put Georgia's interests first.

If you want a guarantee that your husband won't find out,

we can't give that to you.

Then I can't tell you who the father is.

Oh! It was a mistake!

One night!

I'm not throwing my whole life away, not for one mistake.

We'll find a donor.

There's still my side of the family - we'll find a donor.

Georgia's stable, isn't she?

At the moment.

But that could change rapidly over the course of a few hours

and that does not give us time for an international search.

There has to be a donor on my side of the family.

Whether there is or not...

..we need a partial donor immediately.

Ray is out there wasting time making calls to his relatives.

Look...

I appreciate what you have done so far, but just leave it.

It's my problem.

So what excuse did he give you?

You spoke to Sterlo?

No, he, um...drifted off.

Vincent said that you were too tough.

And Frank thinks I'm too soft

and both of them have no idea of the history.

Are you expecting someone? No, no.

I let him have too many chances.

He has to know that it's finished.

Propping him up will only gives him the opportunity to make it worse.

If that's true, I'm partly to blame as well.

(laughs) Yeah, you're a terrible person.

MOBILE BEEPS

Oh...

Problem? No, um...no.

Got to get back. I'll come with you.

Okay.

REG: Well, he's been here for a little while.

And what did I say?

As soon as he showed up.

What part of that couldn't you understand?

He's too sick to be interviewed yet.

He's too sick to be interviewed yet. Normally we wait.

Normally we wait.

The caring, sharing Ward 17 is closed, finished.

This is not the Brady Bunch down here.

Call the bloody police.

If you're in such a hurry to see him locked up,

why don't you call them yourself?

(Moses gabbles biblically)

Here we go again.

David asked the Gideonites, "What shall I do for you?".

The Gideonites said "Sit down, rest your gums".

Nurse?

Yes, Mr Grisham?

Ray says you can't find a donor for Georgia.

That's right.

Test me.

Sorry I missed lunch.

Let me make it up to you.

Jack!

I don't need to be caught snogging in the linen room

at this stage of my career, okay?

(whispers) Chicken.

And his cardiac echo shows no valvular dysfunction.

Abdominal CT?

Dr Hughes has ordered one.

I had high hopes for you.

Sorry to disappoint you.

I'll make this short.

The police will be here to talk to you later.

I'll bet that makes your day.

Sterlo, I think you're a dickhead for wasting your life,

but that's your problem.

What I really care about is this department.

When it gets ripped off, I get ripped off.

That applies for everyone you've worked with, too.

Needless to say... they're pissed off.

You're bloody lucky they care enough to bother feeling anything at all,

you ugly little turd.

We have good news.

We've found someone who is a compatible donor.

Who?

Larry Grisham.

Thank God.

Thank God...

(sighs) Oh, thank you!

(relieved sigh)

It's unbelievable.

What is?

Well...finding a donor, you know?

Just like that.

Right under our nose, I mean...(laughs)

What are the chances of that?

I mean, if you're not related?

Small. Yeah.

But that's how bone marrow banks work.

So, you'll test him? What for?

AIDS. Larry's a poofter.

Not saying nothing against him - just, obviously, that's what he is.

He's a poofter, so you've got to get him tested before...

..we start pumping his gear into Georgia.

(retches) Okay?

Okay, is that it?

Alrighty.

Alrighty...

Okay.

His throat's really sore and he's finding it difficult to swallow.

(sighs) Um...anything else?

How's his stomach? Worse.

I've written up some IV metoclopramide.

Have you given him any?

After I get rid of this.

Josh, I just want to have another look at you.

So do you want to open up wide for me?

Uh huh...

Your throat's a bit swollen.

That's why you make that noise when you breathe.

You hear it?

Lips are swollen.

Shut your eyes for me?

Mmm...a bit swollen.

And you reckon your tummy's worse?

Can I see your hands?

(sighs) Okay.

Alright, let me just start cardiac monitoring.

Keep his systolic above 100 and, um, supplement oxygen.

We need another blood test -

for C1 inhibitor, quantitative and functional.

Also IV promethazine

and an adrenaline nebuliser to start immediately.

Right.

Josh, uh...if I'm right, you'll feel much better real soon, okay?

Lean forward for me.

Hereditary angioedema?

It all fits - the anaphylaxis, the abdominal profile.

It's possible.

Well, I'll bet you it is

and the C1 inhibitor test'll confirm it.

Hmph.

Come on, look, I've been knocking myself out over this one.

Congratulate me - have a little faith.

Faith?!

Hopeful ignorance.

If it's bothering you, go in and get it off your chest.

I don't want to be angry.

You've got a right to be.

They gave him morphine here in the hospital when he got shot.

I didn't even think of that till now.

Well...

If that's why he's got the habit, then the hospital should be told.

He can get counselling, rehab and then when he's ready, a new job.

I know - that's what I want to tell him,

but I just don't think he'll listen.

I can't do it for him.

You can't do anything standing in this corridor.

WOMAN ON TWO-WAY: Base to 978. Are you clear?

Car 978 clear.

978, we have a two car MVA...

Hold that thought.

..injured, on the intersection of Andrew Street and the highway.

Jessi...Jessica. What?

What's happening?

Sterlo?

Need help here!

What is it?

Acute episode of dyspnoea - 02 applied.

Sterlo? Where's it hurt, mate?

(gasping)

There's a pleural friction rub.

Can you get a 12 lead ECG and a mobile chest X-ray, please?

Jessica, I think he has a PE.

Inform Radiology to be on stand-by for a VQ scan.

Chase up his abdominal CT. Travelling.

I'll just take some blood, okay?

(wheezes and gasps)

Sterlo.

Sterlo, you've got a PE and a DVT.

The DVT's in your right popliteal vein and it's likely to be septic,

due to the fact that you actually used a dirty needle.

That's the source of your infection,

so we'll get you up to ICU as soon as possible.

Basically as soon as a bed's free, alright?

Thanks.

Nelson?

He's not here.

Can you tell him I need to see him, please?

And Scott.

Okay.

It's not every day you get told you're a dad.

Especially when you're just the baby-sitter.

I didn't know. Right.

We were drunk!

You wanted to know what it was like, that's all it was, you know that.

I thought she was Ray's.

I honestly did...

VON: Okay. Not much more.

Coffee?

You...

No fancy explanations, no bullshit.

Tell me why my wife's poofter mate

is a match for my daughter and I'm not.

(emotional) Jesus Christ, Wendy.

COFFEE SPLASHES

Is this one mine?

Yes.

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Ray. Ray!

It was just once! DOOR SLAMS

You all done, mate?

Try and get some sleep, okay?

The metoclopramide and ondansetron

should have that vomiting under control.

He's exhausted. He won't sleep.

Hasn't all day.

Parents still no show? Mmm.

It's type one hereditary angioedema - the tests confirmed it.

I've commenced the C-1 inhibitor concentrate.

The adrenaline nebuliser's helped his breathing.

Promethazine's calmed him down.

I don't get it.

He...should be feeling better.

Hmm.

Right. Well, here are Josh's previous hospital admissions.

Took me ages to find them all.

Why so many?

Regina, why hasn't Sterlo's mum shown up?

He didn't want me to contact her.

I think he might be ashamed.

Hey, this doesn't really make a lot of sense.

This kid's been in practically every hospital in the city.

Free baby-sitting.

Parents want a break, enjoy their methadone, whatever.

They can't afford day care.

You're kidding me.

You're kidding me. Happens all the time.

Happens all the time.

Happens all the time. They dump their kids in hospital or leave them at home.

They dump their kids in hospital or leave them at home.

They dump their kids in hospital or leave them at home. Bet there's no contact number. No.

Bet there's no contact number. No.

Hey, Sterlo wants to see you.

Hey, Sterlo wants to see you. I'm busy.

I'm busy.

Do you want to tell me about your mum and dad?

They go out a lot.

What happens to you?

Stay at home.

All by yourself?

They give me movies.

Horror movies.

I stay up all night watching them.

Mmm.

You don't...sleep?

I don't like sleeping when they're not around.

Why not?

Because that's when stuff happens.

When you sleep?

Yeah.

Stuff like him?

No. He keeps things away.

Mate, does your stomach hurt all the time?

Pretty much.

And did it hurt before you started swelling up?

Yeah.

(sighs)

I...I think I know why your stomach hurts.

I think you've got what's called an ulcer.

And I'm going to do a test - it's called an endoscopy.

And it doesn't hurt.

But if you've got an ulcer, then I'll find it and fix it up.

But I need you to do me a big favour and try and get some sleep.

It's okay.

Reaper's here and so am I.

If you knew.

Not telling me, I can see that.

But with Georgia being sick...

I mean, if she knew, she'd have said something, wouldn't she?

Wouldn't you say something?

For the sake of your little girl.

For the sake of your little girl. Yes, I would. So maybe she didn't know.

Yes, I would. So maybe she didn't know.

Maybe that test was wrong.

No.

Not wrong.

I'm just tired.

Listen, Larry can help Georgia.

He can be a donor for your little girl.

She's not my little girl, is she?

Come on, we're going back.

VON: Georgia.

Look who's here.

(weak) Daddy.

It's alright, my love.

(teary) I'm here.

Daddy's here.

Oh, you're beautiful.

(high-pitched) Oh!

Is that it? He gets a rap on the knuckles?

Is that it? He gets a rap on the knuckles? I want him charged.

I want him charged.

I want him charged. While you're at it, ask him what happened

While you're at it, ask him what happened

While you're at it, ask him what happened to that morphine stolen last month.

to that morphine stolen last month.

Any word on an ICU bed for Sterling?

You nursing him?

Jessica's busy.

And you wanted an excuse to come in here

and talk me into seeing him again.

I've said what I had to say.

What about what he has to say?

Well, I'm not really interested, Terri.

So he doesn't get a chance to explain or make amends?

He doesn't need my absolution.

Maybe he does.

You don't know how intimidating it can be to deal with you.

He deserves credit for at least being prepared to do it.

I don't think I'd have the courage to.

I'm going to get straight.

I said that before, but this time I mean it.

I'm going to go away and I'm going to get straight.

(sighs)

And what about my watch? Do I get that back?

I don't have your watch. I sold it.

But, hey, Scott...

Take my car.

What? Take your car?

I mean it.

I want you to have it.

Ha. Dude, I've already got a car.

So have another car.

Sell it and buy a new watch.

Mate, your car's a shit-heap.

(laughs)

Yeah, I know.

(laughs)

Ah, what did you want to see me about?

To apologise.

I lied to you...

..and I'm sorry.

I was just telling Scott that I'm going to get clean.

Good for you.

(scoffs) You don't believe me.

You did it.

No, I didn't.

And it doesn't stop.

Day in, day out, every day for the rest of your life.

It never stops.

If that's what it takes...

..that's what I'll do.

POIGNANT MUSIC

It would be really good if you could stay with him.

Is he asleep?

Yeah, at the moment.

I don't think we need to stay for this.

We can come back for him in the morning and pick him up later.

Yeah, okay.

Go off and enjoy yourselves.

Oh, come on.

(sighs)

You know, I think I'm turning into one of those people

that believes you need to have a licence to have kids.

It's just...

..making him sick.

We should get a social work assessment done.

Yeah, I'm going to.

Go home and get some sleep.

Um...no, I'm...

I'm coming over for dinner.

Oh, no. I thought we agreed.

Well, I didn't agree to anything.

You know, I don't want to argue about it.

Well, then, don't.

Alright.

Hmph!

Um, I'm gonna go sit with Josh for a little while.

Will you get me on the way out? Yeah.

REG: Terri, a few of us are going out tonight for a drink.

Do you want to come?

Thanks, Reg, but I've actually got other plans.

Ooh, what other plans?

Nelson, do you know where Josh is?

Ah, Ward 14.

Okay, thanks.

Bye.

'Night.

Jess, how about you?

We're heading out for drinks. Want to join us?

I'm not in the mood.

Sorry, it's been a bad day.

You're not the only one who wants to kick Sterlo up the bum.

No, see, you guys might be angry with him, but he's still family

and I'm still the outsider.

Oh, well, then you'd better not come for a drink.

I'm tired and I'm going home.

TENDER MUSIC

Hi.

Hey.

Ah, how was he?

I think he's sleeping.

Ah.

Well, you were right.

Sterlo needed to talk and, er...

..I needed to listen.

So, no judgement?

Well, I wouldn't go that far.

(chuckles)

Maybe he will get his act back together.

It'd take a lot of guts to apologise.

Hey, Nelson, look - I've got something I need to tell you, okay?

Shit.

Sterlo.

Sterlo.

Can you hear me, mate? Open your eyes.

This is Terri Sullivan. I'm calling a Code Blue.

You stupid, bloody prick.

..the western internal stairs.

..the western internal stairs. I need a naloxene and a trolley.

I need a naloxene and a trolley.

I need a naloxene and a trolley. Don't do this, mate. Don't do this.

Don't do this, mate. Don't do this.

Well, he was damn lucky you found him.

I don't think he wanted to be found.

Hey.

Where did he get the stuff?

Oh, probably a drug room, change of shift, I'd say.

Oh, probably a drug room, change of shift, I'd say. Oh, I just can't believe it.

Oh, I just can't believe it.

Do you think he'll be alright?

I think he's going to be fine.

Until he does it again.

Would anyone like a drink? I'm buying.

Yes, three vodka tonics.

I don't know what the others are having.

White wine, thanks.

I'll just have anything, Cate.

(mouths words)

SCOTT: I'll come with you.

REG: (sighs) What a day, hey?

LAID-BACK LOUNGE MUSIC

Suicide.

I don't think it was exactly a suicide.

Oh, no.

No, that's my thing about the job.

Well, you hate poo - I hate suicides.

So, she was planning on letting the daughter grow up

So, she was planning on letting the daughter grow up believing that the husband was the

believing that the husband was the father.

believing that the husband was the father. Maybe that wasn't such a bad idea.

Maybe that wasn't such a bad idea.

Maybe that wasn't such a bad idea. Nah. Secrets are bad.

Nah. Secrets are bad.

It should be all out there.

Exactly.

Just total honesty.

Total honesty, eh?

Well, I know when I'm outnumbered.

I'm just gonna go shake Jake.

I might point Percy at the porcelain.

I'm just gonna water a big horse.

(both giggle)

And you know what?

All those skeletons in the family closet just stuff people up.

Yeah, they always come out in the end.

That's why I'm going to bring up my kids

with everything out in the open, no shame, no nasty surprises.

Oh, kids!

Oh, my God. You're serious, aren't you?

I'm gonna need a drink, I think.

VON: Just the one?

Yes, ambulance wages.

Sorry.

I heard.

Frank had to call me to ask me where the S-A keys were.

You must be feeling terrible. I'm sorry.

Come on, sit down.

What did you want to tell me?

Hey?

Before we found Sterlo, you wanted to tell me something.

Oh...

It doesn't matter.

It's not important.