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Previously on All Saints...

You can do something for me that no-one else can.

You can be my sister...

And that's something I've wanted my whole life.

I have a very well-stocked mini bar in my hotel room.

Your place it is then.

Is that the same shirt that you had on yesterday?

You couldn't do anything about his condition,

but I saw you with them, you were...

You were fantastic.

The last time we had a conversation like this,

we took a taxi ride back to your house.

Goodnight. Goodnight.

CLOCK TICKS

WATCH TICKS

(sighs)

THEME MUSIC

(sighs)

Hey, hey, come on.

Come on. Wake up.

Frank's in and he's on the prowl.

(yawns) Five more minutes.

You always say that.

Oh... Trust you to remember.

You've been here all night?

Yes.

Hendo had to go home, so I did his shift for him.

(stretches)

I've got to go to the canteen and clog my arteries,

so...do you want anything?

No, I've eaten. Thanks.

DOOR SHUTS

Still haven't had the 'Guess what, Jack' conversation yet?

Good morning to you too.

I take that as a no.

You know what, Charlotte, I think he really deserves to be told.

It's not that simple, Vinnie.

I think it is. You know, if it was me...

Well, it's not you.

No, but tell me honestly,

if you jumped into bed with some woman for a one-night stand

and she turned up and said she was pregnant,

would you be okay with that?

No, I didn't think so. Okay, point taken.

If I tell Jack, I'll have to tell Terri and...

What are you going to do -

you'll turn up in a mumu one day and let them guess?

You're funny. Yeah.

I'm waiting for an appropriate moment. Okay?

JACK: Mr Surtees in bed 10, he's down at X-ray.

He presented with intermittent abdo pain and vomiting

and is nil by mouth.

I've charted him up some maintenance fluids for when he gets back.

Okay. You always do that. Do what?

You pick away at it from the outside.

Because the good bit with the custard's in the middle.

Do you want some?

FRANK: I'll have it. Hey.

I'm doing you a favour. This stuff is poison.

Get back to work, stop gasbagging.

We were talking about work. Pull the other one.

Thanks.

We've got a incoming MVA -

car versus tree, lower limb injuries, ETA 10 minutes.

Thank you.

What's with you and Dr Wonderful?

Oh, I have no idea.

He's been acting like this since he took my appendix out.

Maybe you've got ugly insides and that turned him off.

Don't you have something useful to do?

(sighs) Jack, got a patient for you. Mmm?

Richard Abbott, bed six. He's a walk-in. Got problems downstairs.

GRAHAM: I know what it is and how I got it,

so if you can just give me some pills...

I can't prescribe anything until I've examined you

and taken your history.

Why do you need to take my history?

I'm just going to be in and out. Hopefully.

I'm just going to take your temperature again.

MONITOR BEEPS I won't be a sec.

I really need to get back to work, guys. I'm self-employed.

We'll be as quick as we can.

Febrile - 38.2.

You've got a temperature, Mr Abbott. We need to run some blood tests.

Do you have to? Afraid so.

From your description, it sounds like you've got a pretty bad infection.

To treat that, I'll need to know what it is.

How long will that take?

We'll know more once I've examined you.

Just hop down and I'll have a look.

Ah, come on... I'm not going to take off my pants.

I mean, a guy's privates are just that, aren't they?

I can't fly blind, Mr Abbott.

Alright.

If you're going to cop an eyeful, you might as well call me Richard.

TENSE MUSIC

(woman screams in pain)

Nicky Ellwood, 26-year-old female, involved in MVA. Car versus tree.

She's complaining of extreme pain to the hip and upper leg region,

with shortening and rotation.

(screams in pain)

We'll get you some pain relief. (screams in pain)

Sorry. We're being as gentle as we can.

Hi, Nicky. My name's Jessica.

I'm sorry about this, but we have to do it to examine you more easily.

Nelson, can you inform X-ray, please,

and start her on 2.5mg of morphine increments

until she's more comfortable.

No problem. I'll kill him.

Was there someone else in the car? Nope.

Was someone with you? I wish he had been.

You're right with this here?

(sobs)

Alright, I'll take blood.

She's going to need strict neurovascular obs on her legs.

What did the car look like? Substantial frontal damage.

50km zone, but the coppers said she was doing at least 100.

That would explain the extent of her injuries.

Hang in there. I know this must hurt.

We'll get you comfortable as soon as we can, okay?

MONITOR BEEPS (cries)

So when do they actually think you'll have the money?

I have no idea, Nelson.

You know I'm not happy about taking it in any case.

Any ideas what you're going to do with it?

No. No ideas, Nelson. I might look at buying a unit.

Why don't I think about it after Christmas. Alright?

Um...James Stoner?

Mum? It's our turn.

Hello, James. It's Jamie.

I'm Karen, his mum. So what seems to be the problem?

He got into a fight at school.

It looks worse than it is, but there's been a lot lately

and it's affecting his health.

Mum. It's his hearing.

That's crap. I don't need to be here.

I think he's going deaf. I'm not, alright?

And you've seen your GP? Yeah, she wasn't worried at all.

No-one will listen to me when I tell them there's something wrong.

Please, don't ignore me too. We wouldn't do that.

Come on, I'll buzz you through and get Jamie a doctor.

DOOR BUZZES

Come on, what do you need a second opinion for?

And how long is this gonna take?

I really haven't got all day.

Shouldn't be too long, Richard. You just try and relax.

That shouldn't be a problem at all.

Dude, that's wrong.

Please tell me that's not an STD. I want to have sex again.

It's more than that. I don't know why he didn't come in sooner.

If my dick even thought about looking like that

I'd be calling 000.

Reg, do you have Richard Abbott's old notes?

Yep. They're on their way. Great.

Can you review patient in Sub-Acute? What's the problem?

I've never seen anything like it before.

It's sort of localised infection around the genital area.

Page the Urology Registrar.

I have, but I would like a second opinion.

Oh, alright, I'll be there in a minute.

Beaumont, walk with me.

PHONE RINGS

You look like hell. What's the story?

Oh, you know, full-time job, overtime, a huge study schedule.

That better not be a whinge.

Most doctors would give their right testicle for this training position.

Me too, but I wouldn't pass the physical. You could lend me yours.

How do you think you'll go in your assessment?

Fine. Good.

Screw it up and Newell won't let you forget it.

I won't screw it up.

That's very good because that would reflect badly on your supervisor

and since that's me, I would be mightily miffed.

I'm on top of it. Everything's under control.

In that case, by tomorrow morning

you can give me a list of everything you've covered so far.

Is it alright if in the meantime

I go back in there and actually practice some medicine?

Fine by me, Doc.

Charlotte? (sighs)

If you need help, let me know.

I will.

Any other hits to the head during these fights?

A couple. Nothing big.

Any headaches or dizziness as a result?

No.

And how long have you had hearing problems?

I first noticed it about six months ago.

It seemed to happen when I asked him to tidy his room

or take out the garbage, so I didn't pay much attention.

Then about three months ago, almost overnight, it got really bad.

In what way?

Well, that's when the fighting started.

He was always such a good boy. Mum!

Then he started completely ignoring his father

and I'd have to act as referee.

That's not true.

Now he doesn't even hear the front door

or anything his sister says to him.

Any diving or swimming incidents around that time?

I don't like swimming much.

Well, what about ear infections?

Nup.

Okay. Well, I'll do an examination.

If you could just unbutton your shirt for me.

Oh, come on.

You haven't got anything we haven't seen hundreds of times before.

TENSE MUSIC

Okay, tell me about these fights, Jamie.

There's been a lot. That's why I've been so worried.

And what do you fight about? I don't know. Just stuff.

(sighs) That's what he always says.

I'd better ring his father, and let him know where we are.

He's not going to be there, Mum. He might be.

If he's not, you'll get upset again.

Oh, now he gets his hearing back. I won't be long.

Righto. Well, you can put your shirt back on.

We'll be back in a minute.

What I'm thinking... it doesn't look good.

Should we call Social Work? Yeah.

You know what? Hold off on that. Let's organise some X-rays first.

Thanks.

I'm going to be sick.

Need help with a log-roll here.

We have to roll you onto your side, which will cause you some pain.

I need some suction. Can someone draw upon zofran, 4mg?

I'll do it. Alright. On three. 1,2,3.

(screams) Put me back, put me back!

I'm sorry, but if we leave you on your back, you might choke.

(vomits)

That's it, Nicky. Nicky's X-rays.

Oh, great. Thank you.

Okay, roll her back.

Can you get a theatre on stand-by, please,

and inform Orthopaedics she'll need a bilateral closed hip reduction ASAP.

Will do.

MONITOR BEEPS

How you doing?

I'm sorry, but it's hurting so much.

Don't apologise. It's okay.

Your X-rays have revealed that you've dislocated both your hips,

which would explain why you're in such intense pain now.

I'll send you theatre for a closed hip reduction to relocate them.

Surgery?

Not an actual operation.

We can relocate them without surgery.

Alright?

Is there anything else you can tell me about the accident?

I remember seeing the tree and then my knees hitting the dash.

Do you think you might have lost consciousness?

I don't think so. I don't know.

Was there any chance you blacked out before the accident?

What's the last thing you remember? Thinking I'll never understand men.

You're not alone there, Nicky.

I'm going to be sick again.

How are you going there, Richard? How the hell do you think?

How long have you had these symptoms?

A week or so.

I've been having salt baths every day.

I'm sorry if I'm starting to sound like a cracked record,

but I need to get out of here.

Would it help if I called someone?

No. It's fine.

I'm fine. Don't call anyone.

Get an X-ray to demonstrate soft-tissue collections.

Meaning?

Meaning you've got a very serious infection, Mr Abbott.

Why did you take so long to come and see us?

Because of what I thought it might be.

Which is? The clap.

And is that likely?

Well, it's possible.

It was just this once when I, you know, didn't use anything,

but that was only once.

Once is enough.

So that is what I've got.

What we're dealing with here, Mr Abbott,

is far more serious than an STD.

I came looking for a prescription.

If you can't give me one, I'll get a GP who can.

We can't stop you from leaving, but if you do leave before we treat you,

I'll expect to see you back here in an ambulance before the day's out.

That's if they get to you in time.

This pain is killing me. Can't you please do something?

Nicky, just give the morphine a chance to kick in, okay?

Hey, the orthopaedic surgeon and the registrar

are doing a bilateral knee replacement.

They'll be a while. Okay, thanks.

I'm sorry, Nicky, there's been a hold-up in theatre.

You'll have to wait here a little bit longer.

I can't believe this is happening. Try and stay calm. I know it's hard.

This is all Baz's fault. Baz?

My bastard of a boyfriend.

I wasn't even supposed to be in town today, can you believe that?

I was in Byron Bay at a conference.

Gave a paper yesterday

and decided to come home early because I missed him so much.

Walked in on him screwing some slag he'd picked up at a bar last night.

He didn't even know her name. It's alright, Nicky.

I'm sure you'll sort it out.

I'm doing a great job, aren't I?

Scream at him, get straight back in the car and plough into a tree.

Nicky, listen to me.

The most important thing for you now

is to concentrate on getting yourself better, okay?

(sobs) Stop the pain, please. Make it stop.

Is that it? For the moment.

Both your eardrums seem intact and normal,

and there is no sign of infection or inflammation.

Jamie, do you think you have hearing problems?

I don't know. Mum says I do, so I must.

Ah. X-ray's back.

Anything interesting?

No abnormalities according to the report.

Mmm...

What, did you find anything?

No outer ear inflammation infection or obstruction,

and he's passed every audio test with flying colours.

Okay, well, so far, it's all good news, Jamie,

so I'll go and speak with your mum, and I'll be back soon.

Thanks.

Now what are we going to talk about?

DOOR BUZZES

Did you get hold of your husband?

He and I are forever playing phone tag. How's Jamie?

I wanted to have a quick word about him.

It's bad news, isn't it?

No. I have done a series of tests, and everything seems normal.

Jamie has no hearing deficit that I can detect.

Please don't tell me that.

He's my son, and there's been something very wrong with him

for the last few months.

I think there is, too, but I'm not sure that it's his hearing,

although, I can refer him for a full audiometric assessment.

Thank you.

You probably think I'm being ridiculous,

but it's upsetting to be told nothing's wrong

when you know something is.

Chris says I fuss over Jamie too much.

I'm his mum. I have to protect him.

Is your husband tough on Jamie?

No. He loves him to death.

I understand they're both busy in theatre.

What I'm trying to establish is if anyone else is available.

I've got a woman in agony down here

and a small window of opportunity for treatment,

which is rapidly disappearing.

No. I understand.

Look, just get back to me, okay?

No luck?

What are we going to do? We can't leave Nicky in agony.

I understand, Jess, but what can I do?

Vincent?

Frank asked me to get a surgical consult on the guy in Sub-Acute,

and I wouldn't be asking if it wasn't urgent

because I know you're busy.

Maybe by the time I finish that,

an orthopod will have magically appeared.

You're not going to believe this.

You can cover up now, Mr Abbott.

You guys must be taking numbers out there.

Path results are back.

The elevated white cell count

and the presence of subcutaneous air on the X-ray,

I think seems most consistent with Fournier's gangrene.

Gangrene?

Good thought. You agree with him?

We need to surgically debride the non-viable tissue.

Surgery? I never agreed to anything like surgery.

Mr Abbott, we need to remove the dead skin.

You're going to cut off...

No, no.

In most cases, the penis, glans, testes, bladder and rectum

aren't affected.

They have a different blood supply. It sounds much worse than it is.

I need to get my head around this. I might go, come back later.

Um, we've already explained to you

what's going to happen if you don't get treated.

So, do we have your permission to proceed?

Sounds like I don't have much choice, do I?

Thought you might like a drink.

Thanks. Where's Mum?

With Dr Beaumont.

Now, do you want to tell me what this is really all about?

What what's about?

Well, whatever it is your being beaten up over.

Your mum's really stressed about it.

She'd be stressed anyway.

Over what? Just a lot of stuff.

What sort of stuff?

Jamie, would it hurt you to listen to her?

I do listen to her.

Oh. So you can hear properly.

I think so, yeah.

Your mum says she has to referee you and your dad.

Don't you get along?

We used to get on great.

But not anymore.

No.

Jamie.

Is that what this is all about - you and your dad?

TENSE MUSIC

Look, my father's dead.

TENSE MUSIC

He died in a car crash three months ago.

The sister and the dad?

Bus's brakes failed as it was coming down the hill.

It crossed onto the oncoming lanes. Didn't stand a chance.

I was just standing next to Karen while she tried to call her husband.

Well, I still hear Morris sometimes.

And I have to remind myself that he's gone.

That poor kid.

What he must be going through. Why didn't he say something?

New head of the house, protecting Mum.

At 15? No wonder he's getting in the fights.

So, how do you want to handle it?

Very carefully.

(sighs) Look, Vincent, Nicky's getting worse.

Her pain relief is having virtually no effect.

Still waiting on the orthopods.

I've told them it's urgent. Hopefully it won't be long.

Do you need an orthopod for a closed hip reduction?

Didn't you cut a metal stake...

If you've got any sensible suggestions to make,

then I'd appreciate them.

If not, shove it.

Thank you, Dan. I have to work with him.

BEEPING

Frank!

Get the arrest trolley.

Looks like a anaphylactic reaction. What were you giving him?

Ampicillin, gentamicin, methylprednisolone.

Adrenaline 0.3mg, methylprednisolone 125mg IV.

(Graham coughs)

DAN: He's hypotensive BP is only up to 80/50.

Fluid bolus 500ml Hartmann's Methylprednisolone.

Why were you giving him antibiotics that he's clearly allergic to?

According to his records, he's had them before.

You actually asked him if he had any allergies?

Of course I did. Who triaged him?

Me. He told me the same thing.

Why is the man having an anaphylactic reaction?

We both asked him the standard questions.

Okay, ladies.

It's your job to ask him, my job to ask you.

Get Regina to bring in his next of kin.

I want to get to the bottom of this mystery.

Hey, I'll do that, okay?

Tell me you don't bring people in here to break bad news to them.

It gets a little noisy out there, that's all.

That wasn't a 'no'. Have you found something wrong?

Jamie told us about the car accident, Karen.

There wasn't any accident.

Mum, it's okay. They know.

No, it's Jamie.

It's Jamie who's sick, and you have to fix it!

Mum!

Hey! Mum, please!

Karen, wait.

How much longer? Please tell me you'll fix it soon.

As soon as the orthopaedic team reviews you.

They're finishing a theatre case. Isn't there something you can do?

I can't stand it.

Jess?

I'll be back in a second.

Prep her for the procedure.

We'll need someone strong to assist. Get Nelson if he's available.

You'll reduce her in here? I am.

I don't know about this. You should run it by Frank first.

I don't need to run it by Frank. I won't leave her like this.

Have you ever done one before? No.

(Nicky screams in pain) (sighs)

Nicky, still with us?

MONITOR BEEPS

Okay. Everyone ready?

Now, Nelson, I'm going to need you to stabilise Nicky's pelvis

by pushing down hard here, like this.

Okay.

Make sure it's strong. I'll use a lot of force, okay?

(murmurs)

Okay, she's not fully relaxed.

Jess, can you give her another bolus of midazolam and 2.5mg of morphine.

(sighs) The orthopods won't be impressed. You know that.

I would rather they were all over me than leave the patient in agony.

Jess, when you're done there,

I'll need you over here to apply more traction.

She's done a lot of damage. Yeah.

Came home and found her boyfriend in bed with another woman.

He probably doesn't even know... Wanna keep a lid on the chatter?

Sorry.

Alright.

Brace yourself, Nelson. We'll get it this time.

Karen.

(sobs)

It's going to be alright. (cries)

You will be alright and so will Jamie.

You'll be fine.

NELSON: How's her obs? Stable.

Nicky, you with us? (murmurs)

How you feeling?

(screams)

What is it, Nicky? What's the matter?

It's worse. It's worse than before!

Which one? Is it both your feet?

The right. Oh, God, do something!

Come on, point your toes for me. Point your right foot for me.

Please, help me!

What can I do?

(screams in pain)

Get Frank.

DOOR BUZZES

You okay, Mum?

I miss them so much.

I'll take her to Psych. You're happy to look after Jamie for a while?

Of course.

We'll look after her.

MONITOR BEEPS

Any tingling, numbness?

Yeah, in the same leg.

Left one's okay, yep? Yeah, it's fine.

Good.

Post-reduction X-rays.

RICKARDS: Mm-hm.

Fractured dislocation with interarticulate fragments

and an unsuccessful reduction.

Well, we'll be lucky if she doesn't sustain permanent nerve injury.

I'll need to get her to theatre to repair it.

A closed reduction is a relatively simple procedure

as long as you know what the hell you are doing, which you clearly didn't.

I would, therefore, be grateful if,

when you're prepping my patient for theatre,

you avoid doing her any further damage.

Please, in future, have the professional decency

to wait for an orthopod to guide you through a procedure

you're incapable of handling on your own.

Good. Thanks very much for that, Dr Rickards.

You're a very busy man, and today's your golf day,

so I'll save us all some time.

Dr Hughes is a very fine surgical registrar,

and I'm satisfied that he acted in what he thought

were the patient's best interests.

I dispute that. Thank you for your opinion.

I won't take up any more of your time.

You. In.

Shut the door.

Look, Frank, you don't have to say it.

Apparently I do.

If I didn't, you wouldn't sneak around behind my back

performing procedures that should be left to an orthopaedic specialist.

I wasn't sneaking around.

Why did I find out until after the event?

I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier,

but as you pointed out so eloquently,

I was acting in the best interests of my patient.

Oh, for God's sake, Hughes!

If you'll hide behind my words, at least get them right.

I said you acted in what you thought were the best interests.

And you were wrong. Now get out!

(sighs) DOOR CLOSES

This must be a nice change.

What?

You having something to lecture me about.

So you made a mistake.

Just deal with it.

Or you could tell me what's going on with you?

Charlotte, haven't we had this conversation before?

No.

I've had this conversation,

and you've avoided answering the question.

And you're going to do it again, aren't you?

I was hoping to, yeah.

I'm worried about you, Vincent.

You're not yourself,

and you are taking risks that you wouldn't normally take.

We haven't hung out in weeks.

Look, this is just a complicated time at the moment,

for both of us.

Okay?

And you're still making excuses.

Just this way.

Are there any medications that your husband might be allergic to?

None that I'm aware of.

Rich is usually as healthy as a horse.

Okay. And he's had antibiotics before without any problems?

A number of times. But he would have told you that.

Yeah, just checking. Don't get a shock.

He's hooked up to a lot of equipment, and he's still out of it.

Do I look alright? I was crying on the cab on the way over.

I don't wanna give him a heart attack.

You look fine. Good. Thanks.

MONITOR BEEPS

Is-is this some sort of practical joke?

Mrs Abbott, what's wrong?

That's not my husband. Are you sure?

What are you, stupid or something? Of course I'm sure.

That's Graham, not Richard.

Who's Graham? My husband's brother.

Why did you think it was Richard?

That's just what he told us when he came in.

Why would he say that?

No idea. Maybe he was embarrassed.

Embarrassed? Why? What's wrong with him?

Actually, I can't tell you, I'm sorry, unless you're next of kin.

He's going to be alright, though?

He needs to be admitted and then he'll go to theatre, but hopefully...

Good. Because I'm going to bloody kill him when he is.

You should give Mary a call.

That's his wife. Yeah.

And try not to frighten the life out her like you did me.

Hungry? Starving.

Good.

Take your time.

Your mum's probably got a lot to talk about.

They're going to think she's nuts, aren't they?

No.

No, they understand. We all react differently to grief.

She'll be fine.

I just didn't know what to say, you know, what to do.

I think you did very well.

Will you eat?

Did you and your mum ever talk about the accident at all?

It upset her too much.

So you held it all in?

I used to cry about it.

When mum asked why and I told her, she got really stressed.

So I didn't do it anymore.

Well, you see,

that's one of the things they're probably explaining to mum right now.

How important it is not to bottle things up,

but to talk about it... get it off your chest.

Dad and I were always doing stuff, you know.

Fun stuff.

But Zoe and me, we used to fight.

We used to fight, like, always.

I miss her more than I miss Dad.

I just feel really bad about not missing them both the same.

There's nothing wrong with that.

There's something a bit special about sisters.

I know I miss mine.

Is she dead?

Yep. Yeah she is.

You know the last thing I said to my sister?

"Rack off, you stupid cow."

I said some pretty shocking things to my sister.

But I reckon she forgives me.

(cries)

Let it out, mate.

SIRENS WAIL

GRAHAM: Did I hear Jodie's voice before?

Mmm. The whole department did, Graham.

Oh... My brother is going to kill me.

We almost beat him to it, thanks to you.

Why didn't you tell us about your allergy?

I didn't know about it.

I figured if Richard had had the antibiotics,

then it'd be okay if I had them.

Twins do share a lot of things, drug allergies not being one of them.

So why'd you lie to us about who you are?

That was stupid.

I just didn't know what to tell my wife.

I've only ever cheated on her once, you know?

Once in 22 years and this happens.

Mm. What about our reputations?

All I could think about was getting this fixed before Mary found out.

So, please, just tell me you haven't called her.

It's Dr Hughes in the ED.

I want to enquire about a patient we sent up there earlier, Nicky Ellwood.

Graham Abbotsen is waiting for you.

Yep...that's great news. Thank you. Okay.

Didn't cripple her, eh?

No nerves severed, and she's expected to make a full recovery.

More good luck than good management, though, eh?

I want an incident report on that next of kin mix-up.

That's great news. Yeah, it is.

Why do people keep lying when they know they're going to get sprung?

Beats me.

I promise not to say it if you buy the pizza.

Deal.

Regina, do you have that report I was after?

Yeah, won't be a sec.

Hey, haven't you done a double shift? You should be at home.

Yeah, I've only tried to get away about 100 times.

There you go. Thanks.

Do you want to get a drink, take the edge of a bad day?

A drink?

Yep. Sure that'd be good.

And maybe if you want...

We could grab something to eat if you want.

Okay. Yeah. When do you knock off?

Now.

Vincent, have you got a minute?

Um, Jess, I'm sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry.

Look, have I done something wrong?

Look, Jess, I know I've been a bit stand-offish lately

but, believe me, it's got nothing to do with you.

So I haven't imagined it, though? I thought I was going crazy.

No. It's not you, okay? Is there anything I can help with?

No. Not really.

Okay, well, let me know if there is.

I mean it.

Look, Jess...

It doesn't matter.

I just... (sighs)

I mean, we're friends, right?

Yeah. Yeah, we're friends.

Okay. Then that's all I need to know.

Have a good night.

You know what I hate about medicine?

Orthopods?

Good one. No. I know exactly how bad this is for me.

I'll toss you for the last piece.

No, you won't.

I get midnight cravings.

Okay. Here we go.

(reads) "Lament, Lancelot, Langston" - ooh!

What?

What are you doing?

Um, eating pizza, hanging out. Isn't that what you wanted?

Not like this.

You're trying too hard to pretend everything's okay,

and we both know that it's not.

Okay, Charlotte, it's late. I think I might get going.

Vincent!

What's going on here?

Alright, things have changed between us.

I don't want them to.

Well, I'm sorry.

Vincent, hey...

You're my best friend...

..and I love you and I need you.

You need the baby's father, Charlotte, not me.

You know that's not true.

And if you were in Jack's position...

..you'd really want to know?

Yeah, I'd really want to know.

Thanks for the company.

DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS

DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS

PHONE BEEPS

SULTRY JAZZY MUSIC

Hi, Jack. It's Charlotte. Can you give me a call, please?

It doesn't matter what time, I'm going to be up for a while.

I need to talk to you about something.

Okay, 'bye.