All Saints (1998) s01e06 Episode Script

1
MOTOR ROARS
Get a move on, mate.
You'll make us late.
Jared!
Welcome to
the kidney transplant suite.
This bed is for the donor
and this is for the recipient.
I'm Sister Markham.
I'll be taking you
for your last dialysis.
I like the sound of that.
You certainly get my vote
for bravery, Emily.
She was a perfect match.
I only need one kidney.
It's no big deal.
At least you're keeping it
in the family.
We all wanted to donate,
but Em was the lucky one.
I'm Dean Johnston, here for tests.
Gidday.
This way.
You should see Connor.
He's known her two minutes
and is turning on the charm.
I'm amazed they agreed
to the transplant.
Being young and female isn't optimal
for an organ transplant.
It's her brother. Wouldn't you?
Nah.
I wouldn't give any of my brothers
any body part.
They're totally beyond saving.
I'll re-site Mr Green's IV.
Thanks.
Okay, Bron.
Rachel McMahon, aged 25,
she's going to be in room one.
For?
Forequarter amputation tomorrow.
A what?
It's bone cancer.
They have to remove the shoulder,
arm - everything.
It's a shame. She used to be
a champion triathlete.
Why do I get the bad ones?
Oh, Bron.
Ten to one she'll lose it
completely.
Hi. I'm Rachel McMahon.
Oh, hi.
I'm Bron. I'm looking after you.
Okay.
What's all this?
Champagne.
I'm having an "arm off" party.
You're all invited.
And how are we feeling, Maurie?
What do you think?
They stuck a great thing
down my gob yesterday.
And you're due for
a sigmoidoscopy this afternoon.
Look on the bright side.
It won't be going in your mouth.
What are you in for, pal?
Appendix.
You going under the knife?
Yeah. How about you?
I've had crook guts for a while.
They have to find out what it is.
Sorry to interrupt, guys, but
it's time for your pre-med, John.
Okay.
What's your name?
You can't remember?
It's routine.
John Fisher.
How old are you?
Twenty-six.
Okay.
Got any jewellery?
Any nail polish?
(laughs) Not today.
How many people are coming tonight?
Quite a few.
I couldn't bear people popping in
all day feeling sorry for me.
I thought I'd get them all over
and done with in one fell swoop.
Few drinks, few laughs.
You coming?
I haven't been to
an "arm off" party before.
That's cool. Neither have I.
You're handling all this
exceptionally well.
I have seen so many
doctors and counsellors.
There's only one way
I can handle it.
Treat it like a race.
This cancer, it's like
my main rival, Linda Cameron.
She can't stand losing.
Neither can I.
When I get down, I think of Linda
and how I'm going to beat her.
Just like I did
in the Monaco triathlon.
Not very flattering,
being compared to a cancer.
She's a bitch.
So's cancer.
I look at this photo
and I remember how good I was.
Am.
He's got three pairs of pyjamas and
his washing bag's in the drawer.
Mum, stop fussing.
I just wish we could be here.
It'll be okay.
Bye, love.
Look after him.
Bye.
Bye.
Mothers, eh?
She was upset when she found out
she wasn't a suitable donor.
I guess she wanted to do as much
as she could for your brother.
Yeah, we all do.
Let's hope it's for the last time.
It will be.
You might need another dialysis
after the transplant.
Well, I can handle that.
What I can't handle is rejection.
Organ rejection, that is.
(both laugh)
It's good. It's normal.
So, what do you do when
you're not being a kidney donor?
I'm a psychology student.
Psych. We did that at uni.
It's good, isn't it?
I had my heart set on physio
but I didn't get the marks.
Probably would have got the marks
if my study wasn't so mucked up.
Why was that?
I spent a lot of time
looking after Robbie.
Must've been a bit annoying.
Not really. I mean, he's sick.
It's not his fault.
Yeah, I guess.
We feed a small tube down
your food pipe into your stomach.
We inflate the stomach
and upper intestine with air.
That way, a camera can get in
and see what's going on.
It's a simple procedure.
Yeah, but is it painful?
It sounds worse than it is.
You're anaesthetised,
you won't feel a thing.
You've got a good idea
what's causing my gut aches?
It could be several things
I want you to level with me, doc.
You think it's the big C?
At your age,
that is highly unlikely.
But it's possible.
A bloke my age at work died.
They say he was riddled with it.
We'll know more
once we get samples to Pathology.
Meantime, try not to worry, okay?
Oh, come on, girlie.
We're missing the midday movie.
(slaps Jaz's bottom)
Hey, don't!
And my name's not girlie.
You got a boyfriend?
Nah.
Younger blokes are no good.
What you need is an older man.
What did I say, Nurse Ryan?
In your case,
actions speak louder than words.
Maybe you'd like to go out with me.
I mean, we don't have any secrets.
Pretty soon we won't.
Time for your enema, Maurie.
At the start of last season
Americans and Germans
ran all over me.
I was up there till the bike leg
then they just took off.
I was so down on myself for losing.
But I learnt from that.
The next race, they didn't touch me.
That's what I do.
Turn negatives into positives.
Use my disability to my advantage.
Answer your question?
Yeah - I think so.
Knock knock.
Hey.
Um, if there is anything
you're unsure of, just call.
I'll be there after the op anyway.
I'm part of your
pain management team.
Pain?
He should try a 20 k run.
Lactic acid makes your legs
feel like you're on fire.
Yeah. I'll see you later.
See you.
Well, now that's over, there's
one last thing I want to do.
(both laugh and joke around)
Yes!
I thought I was fit,
but I'm out of your league.
I could beat you
with one arm tied behind my back.
Go easy on me. I'm an amateur, okay?
No way.
Play to win is the only way.
Let's go.
Okay.
How are you feeling?
Better, much better.
Good. You're going to feel
like that all the time.
How's it going, Von?
Yeah, fine.
Okay. All ours now.
Oh, check it out.
All the stuff
I was never allowed to eat.
You have to hang on a bit longer.
Chocolate, banana, nuts.
I can't tell you how boring it was
not being able to eat them.
I can.
I wasn't allowed to either.
Mum didn't want me to feel left out
so we both went on the same diet.
You can both pig out after the op.
Don't worry about that.
I'm taking Em out for the highest
potassium, fatty dinner I can find.
Oh, I get it. You get the kidney,
I get the cellulite.
Hey, you're a popular boy.
That's Dave, it has to be Dave.
He's got a twisted sense of humour.
Kidney beans!
"Dear Robbie, Thought these
might help. Love, Dave."
At least I can eat these.
Here's your flowers.
See you.
Isn't Rachel amazing?
A walking disaster.
What?
She hasn't come to terms
with what's about to happen to her.
She's in complete denial.
She's a top flight athlete.
She's using her training
to get her through the pain barrier.
Pain is not what she has to beat,
it's loss.
I reckon she'll take that
in her stride.
What you're seeing is show.
You should encourage her
to vent her true feelings.
Wouldn't that undermine
her positive attitude?
Positive is fine,
unrealistic is not.
If that's an act, she convinced me.
What's wrong with you?
I'm a bit worried about Emily.
Who's that?
Kidney donor.
She should speak to Peter Morrison.
Oh, don't do it.
He thinks everyone's crazy.
What brought this on?
Some people have got it together and
don't need a shrink to unravel them.
I feel like such a nag.
But Peter won't have time
to come home and change.
Oh, Jenny, if you didn't do this
he'd forget tonight completely.
It's a fundraiser, right?
Yeah.
Hopefully we'll have
a new school hall soon.
I'm sorry I can't come.
You've bought enough raffle tickets
to own half a wall by now.
Uh-oh, here's trouble.
What have I forgotten now?
Nothing - yet.
Oh.
I'd have killed him by now.
See you.
Bye.
Are you coming on Saturday?
I'm bringing salad.
See you.
To what do I owe the pleasure?
The fundraiser.
Oh, ah, it's written in my diary.
I wouldn't have forgotten it.
Thanks for this.
I'm sorry,
I want to hang around for a bit.
A young athlete
is having an amputation.
She worries me.
All your patients worry you.
Sometimes I'm all they've got.
I have to look out for them.
And that's why I look out for you.
Mmm.
Thank God you do.
JOHN: This is really weird.
This is something
I normally do by myself.
JARED: Don't worry,
I do it all the time.
Nothing's going to happen. No.
That's okay.
A lot of guys have trouble after
surgery because of the anaesthetic.
Other than that
you're doing really fine.
So, um, you been working here
very long?
Not that long, really.
Okay place to work?
It has its moments,
but other than that - yeah.
I've just moved into the area.
Some big changes in my life.
I've moved out of home,
finished a relationship.
Really? Me, too.
I just broke up with someone
after about five years.
Yeah? So did I.
Now I'm living with a guy,
he works here.
Connor - you?
No. How's it going?
Well, it's okay,
but it's early days yet.
Yeah, yeah, same with me.
SOUND OF RUNNING WATER
(relieved sigh)
Better out than in.
Sorry.
As you were.
Maybe sometime when I get out
of here we should go for a drink.
Sure, sounds good.
I can't wait till it's all over.
Of course.
I want to get back to a normal life.
Play sport again, go out with mates.
A bit of chick action, even.
Yeah.
What about the possibility
of rejection?
Are you prepared if that happens?
Doc, there's no chance I'm going to
reject my sister's kidney.
Is there, Em?
Sorry?
I won't reject your kidney, will I?
You'd better not.
Well, as usual,
Rob's done all the talking.
What about you, Emily?
What about me?
Um
I'm feeling a lot of things.
Fear? Excitement?
A bit of both, I guess.
Any second thoughts?
Of course not.
No. None at all.
Good.
"We're gonna miss you, love, Deb."
Oh, thanks, Deb.
I'm not going to miss
anything as useless as this.
Bron.
I don't know what to say.
Just sign your name.
They're going to chuck it
once they've chopped it.
Bewdiful.
Deb?
Good riddance to bad rubbish.
(all) To bad rubbish!
Jared. I'm off to Cougars.
You in?
I'll give it a miss.
I want to finish unpacking.
Fine.
Connor, have you met John?
No.
John, this is Connor. Connor - John.
I've heard a lot about you.
Connor lives with Jared.
Yeah, I know.
They're pretty much
the perfect couple.
(all chuckle)
We have the odd disagreement.
About things like
where to put the tv.
It gets in the way where you put it.
Because it's bigger than yours.
Size isn't everything.
I didn't see you
complaining this morning
when I had to drag you
off the PlayStation.
You've got a point there.
Anyway, see you after.
Oh, and, Jared.
Yeah?
Call your mum.
See you, John.
Yeah, see you.
Nice to meet you.
You, too.
LOW CONVERSATIONS
Emily, I'm off to Cougars.
I'll have a drink for you
for good luck.
Thanks.
See you tomorrow.
See you.
UNSETTLED MUSIC
Mrs Watson, I'll keep you informed.
What's up?
The donor's gone walkabout.
You're kidding?
Theatre's going ballistic.
Me, too. I was assisting.
Let me talk to them.
Hi. It's Luke Forlano.
I can't believe she went AWOL.
She didn't sign a leave form?
No. Just upped and left.
There was no sign this would happen?
No.
If Connor suspected something
he would've said.
Yeah.
I'll see how Robbie's doing.
Good luck.
How could she do this?
I've waited five years for this.
Does anyone know where she is?
We're trying to track her down.
I could understand if she decided
not to do it from the start,
but, no, she waits
till we get into hospital.
She must've had her reasons.
I sure as hell
want to know what they are.
No more champagne, hey?
Afraid not. From midnight
you can't eat or drink anything.
Great party, huh?
Yeah, it was good.
You okay?
(quickly) Yeah.
Yeah.
I'm just thinking.
I've had this arm a long time.
Tomorrow, it'll be gone.
Better than the cancer spreading.
Oh, absolutely.
There's a lot I want to do yet.
You know, I've never had
a long-term relationship.
It's not like I never wanted to.
With all the training and stuff
you never get time.
Neither have I.
Two weeks is long
as far as I'm concerned.
Yeah.
I've been out with a few jocks,
but there wasn't much going on
between the ears.
Okay in bed but you wouldn't
do coffee in the morning.
Yeah.
(heavy sigh)
Are any guys going to want to
go out with a one-armed woman?
From my experience, arms aren't
exactly what most guys go for.
If they can't see past that,
they're probably a total loser.
Yeah.
I'm trying to wrap my head around
getting undressed in front of a guy
for the first time.
What do I say?
Excuse me while I take my dress
and my ARM off.
You've been here for ages.
Yes, I'd better let you
get some sleep.
Thanks, Bron,
I really appreciate it.
Hey, that's what I'm here for.
I think you're pretty amazing.
Yeah.
A regular Venus de Milo.
See you tomorrow.
Yep.
(shaky breaths)
Suppose I won't be moving around
much after the op tomorrow.
I thought you were
just in for tests?
Well, depends on what they find.
Might have to go straight in.
They usually say
what they're going to do.
Not what I've heard.
Haven't you ever been
in hospital before?
No, this is the first time.
I've been in a couple of times.
They're really nice.
The nurses especially.
Yeah.
Bit nervous, aren't you, mate?
No. It's just, you know,
I suppose I'm apprehensive.
That's only natural.
It's just like a job interview.
Yeah like that.
Thanks, mate.
It's good to get things
off your chest.
It's just you hear about
people dying on the table.
It's not going to happen to you.
No.
Not unless something's
seriously wrong.
FORLORN MUSIC
JENNY: I hope I'm ready for this.
You will charm their socks off.
That's what you're here for.
You can charm anything
out of anyone.
Is that right?
Don't you know it. It worked for me.
I thought you were the one
who led me astray.
Oh, really?
BEEPER SOUNDS
Oh, timing.
(heavy sigh)
What?
I thought if anyone would be
in trouble it'd be Rachel,
but it's Robbie Watson.
I'm sorry.
I can handle this on my own.
Bye.
Love you.
I know.
Bye.
On me.
Don't be silly, Mum.
You work hard, you deserve it.
Not like that brother of yours.
Mum, Greg works hard, too.
Tell me about it.
Don't start.
Thanks for the beer.
BACKGROUND CHATTER
Hi.
Hi.
MYSTERIOUS MUSIC
Since Robbie's been sick I've lived
my life how everyone else wants it.
That's why you left?
Yeah, it is.
That's the last one, Connor.
Oh, sorry, love,
I didn't mean to interrupt.
Emily, this is my mum.
Julie Costello. Pleased to meet you.
Hi.
Ah, it's probably not a good time.
Oh.
I'll leave you two
to get to know each other.
Mums - they can do your head in.
But where would you be without them?
I'm kind of the favourite.
Everyone reckons it means
you get an easy ride,
but it kind of means
that more's expected of you.
Well, a lot's expected of me
and I'm not the favourite.
You've got the same problem
as my brother.
He worked full-time to support my
mum, which meant I could go to uni.
Mum forgets that.
He resents it.
We don't get on.
Sometimes I wish
I'd do something really dumb
so Mum would realise
that no-one's perfect.
Maybe I'd get my brother back.
If you drink that, you'll be
past the point of no return.
Nil by mouth from midnight.
I'm just, ah I'll be back
in a sec.
Hello. Can I page
the renal registrar, please?
Is your friend coming back?
I don't think so, Mum.
What did you say to her?
BIRDSONG
I can't believe
I missed the signals.
What signals?
No-one had any idea
she was going to do this.
I'm supposed to know the dark
secrets of the human psyche.
You're a psychiatrist,
not a mind-reader.
I bet it wasn't
a spur-of-the-moment thing.
I bet it wasn't
a spur-of-the-moment thing.
You don't know that.
No, I don't!
You don't know that.
No, I don't!
I'm sorry, I
I was so busy concentrating
on Rachel I missed the other one.
Connor, she didn't say
where she was going?
Terri, I rang the hospital.
When I got back she was gone.
The renal team aren't happy.
Tell me about it.
They've been chucking a mental
since they heard.
If they'd known,
they could've scheduled another op.
So Emily wrecked Robbie's operation,
and someone else missed out.
You're not her, so don't judge her.
I don't believe you.
How can you defend her?
Can you think for two seconds?
Major surgery, a risk to
the quality of one's life.
She's giving away a kidney!
She should've said something.
With the pressure on her?
She has guts to do what she's done.
Being good-looking
has nothing to do with it?
I'm sorry.
Forget it.
She must've said something.
She said nothing.
And if she did, don't you think
I would've said something?
If Morrison can't pick it up,
how can I?
Okay, no rings,
no contacts, no make-up.
You're all ready to go.
In the starting blocks.
You okay?
Will you be here when I get back?
Yeah.
On your marks.
NOISES ECHO
See you, Rachel.
Bye.
Good luck, Rachel.
(echoing) It takes a lot
to knock me around.
Pain is my friend, not my foe.
(eerie) Pain is my friend,
not my foe.
LIFT BELL RINGS
Pain is my friend, not my foe.
EERIE MUSIC
Hi, John.
Come on, sleepyhead.
It's nearly time for your endoscopy.
John, if you want a shower later,
I'll give you a hand, okay?
JOHN: Fine by me.
You're third on the list.
Get a move on.
Here you are, Mr Taylor.
Oh, it's about time.
It's going to be okay.
No!
Yeah.
NO!
What are you all looking at?
You've got a nightie on, mate!
I'm in hospital with a poof.
Looks like you're surrounded
by us, hey, Jared?
DRONE OF MUSIC
Dean Johnston's wearing a nightie.
What?
He had a nightie on
when Jared woke him.
He's gay?
I don't know, but John Fisher is.
How do you know?
He said so.
And he thinks Jared is.
Psychology One did not
prepare me for this.
You must feel better,
coming out of the closet.
Your mum called again.
You know what they say about guys
with strong mums.
I'm not gay.
What's going on?
Mr Mustafa wants another eye patch.
Maurie wants a transfer
and John asked me out on a date.
(fits of laughter)
What about Mr Johnston?
He's mortified.
It must be like a security blanket.
He must've put it on, slept in it.
I'll sort it out.
He'll kill her.
Let's find Peter.
I didn't eat or drink anything
last night.
I just don't believe you.
Did you listen to one word
of counselling?
If there's any doubt about
the donor's mental state
the operation is cancelled!
I'm sorry.
Oh, you're sorry.
You destroy my chance
of a normal life
I can't believe you're so selfish!
I'm selfish?!
You volunteered, Emily.
I never asked you for anything.
You didn't have to.
It was written all over your face.
And Mum's.
What?!
Do the right thing, Emily,
as always.
The last thing Mum said to me
yesterday when she left was,
"Look after him".
Where was I? Invisible?
Yeah, but to give me all this hope
and just take it away?
I know.
It's horrible.
All these years
I never knew how you felt.
Maybe it's because I never told you.
Maybe it's because I didn't ask.
Until last night
I was going to do it.
I'm sorry, Robbie.
I guess you hate me now.
I'd like to, but I can't.
What a mess.
I've been doing it
since I was a kid.
If it makes you feel better.
Oh, it does.
There's nothing wrong with it.
Of course not.
Nothing at all.
Doesn't mean I'm gay or anything.
No, it doesn't.
Are you?
What?
A gay.
Would it make any difference
if I was?
Yeah.
I can't stand poofs.
Mate, I have had to deal
with a lot of homophobes,
but one dressed in a frilly
pink nightie doesn't scare me.
ANGUISHED CRIES
Oh, please, God, help me!!
Help me!!
HELP ME!!!
(hysterical sobbing)
I thought she was so cool.
Peter's going to be a busy boy.
(pained grunts)
You okay?
Fine. Thanks.
My arm hurts so much.
The PCA will control the pain.
I can't press the button.
You have to do it for yourself.
Press the button.
I can't!
Yes, you can.
It'll take the pain away.
I can't deal with it.
Rachel.
Rach take some deep breaths.
(breathes deeply)
You're going to be okay.
(sobs) My arm.
I want my arm back!
Try the PCA. Rachel
You have to do it yourself, darling.
Come on.
That's it, that's it. Press this.
That's it.
What's next for you two?
I guess we have to wait.
Then I'll ask Em if she's prepared
to go through with this again.
I dunno - I'll think about it.
The decision is yours
and no-one else's.
Me and Robbie will work it out.
Well, good luck.
Thanks.
Thanks.
Emily, Robbie. Hi.
You nearly forgot these.
It's no good to us now.
Give 'em to Em.
She said she wanted the cellulite.
Sorry things didn't
pan out with you guys.
Yeah.
I don't know what'll happen now.
Well, you'll you'll work it out.
Thanks for everything you did.
I really appreciate it.
It's okay.
I'd give you my number
if I had a pen.
Ah it just so happens.
(laughs)
If it's not there,
why does it hurt?!
It's phantom limb pain. Try the PCA.
It doesn't work.
You have to press it.
Oh, I can't!
Don't you understand?!
I'm going to throw up.
(groaning)
Here.
I'll get you an injection.
Get out of here!
Rachel, I'm trying to help you.
You've got two arms, haven't you?
Try this
I want my arm back.
Would you like
Didn't you hear?!
I want my arm back.
Get it for me.
This is not going to help.
You have to calm down.
It won't help you feel any better.
(sobs pitifully)
I don't want you to look at me.
Go away.
What's happening, Bron?
I want to change patients.
Why?
I made jokes with her last night.
I thought if she could handle it
then, she could handle it now.
I've let her down.
How have you let her down?
I should've realised.
You know me,
the original party girl.
I thought she was a party girl, too.
This isn't fun.
Okay, look.
If you want to change patients,
I'll arrange it, okay?
But, Bron, if you can't handle it,
how do you expect Rachel to?
Your stomach's in really good shape.
No ulcers?
No ulcers, no cancers, nothing.
You've got what we call
nervous dyspepsia.
You should try some relaxation
techniques like yoga, Tai Chi.
Yeah, I might check it out.
Good.
I'll see you later.
That's good news.
Yeah, congratulations, mate.
You can stop worrying now.
Yeah, I was pretty worried.
That's why I put the
Don't worry.
Whatever gets you through the night.
But it doesn't mean I'm a queer.
No, mate, it doesn't.
I suppose you're not gay either.
Ah, no, I'm not.
Sorry.
No, no, I'm sorry.
Well, I guess some people
gave you the wrong idea.
Well, we're hard to pick these days.
Guess so.
Where's my arm?
I want to know where my arm is.
Your arm has been removed
to save your life.
Do they throw it in the rubbish?
Burn it?
It's in the Pathology lab.
I should bury it.
This is going to take
all your strength, Rachel.
But you don't have to do it alone.
There are people here
who can help you.
And there are very good facilities
for disabled athletes.
Disabled athlete?
So, what?
Now I compete with people
in wheelchairs?
Do you think I want to do that?
Where's Bron?
I want I want to see Bron.
Hey.
How's the pain?
Your drain tubes look pretty good.
Great.
Sorry.
I don't know what I can do to help.
It hurts so much.
It must.
Man, I thought I could handle it.
I thought I was invincible.
I don't know what to do.
You're going to get through this.
I know you will.
I'd like to help you.
Would you?
Yep.
ANSWERING MACHINE: (Jared's mum)
Jared, I know you're there.
(fast-forwards tape)
Oh, Jared, I could be dead
for all you care.
Mate, shouldn't you call her?
Yeah, I will, I will.
As soon as I figure out
what to say to her.
It's a great tv, mate.
Must've cost an absolute packet.
It did, actually.
Look, Jared, I just want to say
..I really wish you'd told me
before you moved in.
What are you on about?
I just want you to know I have
no problem at all with homosexuals.
You've been waiting for that
all day, haven't you?
Yes. (Laughs)
It's not funny.
It is.
(both laugh)
DOOR KNOCK
That's probably my mother.
No, it's probably your boyfriend.
Bron, hi.
Got a beer?
Sure.
Hey, Bron.
How are you?
I've been hanging for this all day.
You want to talk about it?