All Saints (1998) s01e15 Episode Script

1
Previously on All Saints
Jenny's responses have deteriorated.
Terri, give the girl a chance.
She's having a rough time.
I didn't think breaking up
meant not seeing me again.
It doesn't.
Maybe Simon and Laura
need to see their mum.
When she recovers,
the kids can see her then, alright?
That's all it'll take, Mum.
No, I'm not a gynaecologist.
Gee, thanks a lot, Mum.
Just make an appointment
and talk to someone about it.
Yes, yes.
Oh, good. Okay.
Right, yep. I love you, too.
Okay. See you.
What are you doing?
Today - team leader,
tomorrow - director of nursing.
That should be a cinch.
I think I'll go for something that
says success in a subtle way.
Maybe an MG in British racing green.
You going to sit there all day?
Oh, now that you've had an hour
on the phone to your mum,
you're ready to go.
Sorry.
Don't worry about me.
I've got this important day
in front of me.
Which you keep going on about.
You'll be fine.
I better be.
Terri took forever to say yes,
didn't she?
You're really worried about this.
I'm not worried about this.
I'm just worried about this.
Those machines are only there
to maintain her body - she's dead.
If we're going to do this,
it has to be soon.
He's not ready, Karl.
I know Peter's not
handling this very well.
But I've got to ask him.
It's my job.
Well, now's not the time, okay?
Terri, there are people
on the transplant waiting list
that do not have
the luxury of time.
This is his wife.
Yes. It's always personal
to someone.
Peter's a colleague and a friend.
I know how I'd feel
if that was my wife in there.
But this is
a purely professional situation.
Jenny is a perfect candidate
as organ donor.
She's young, healthy
You can't expect Peter
to think like that.
He's a doctor,
he should at least understand.
Please, Terri, time's ticking on.
Please.
STEPH: You look terrible.
Oh, thanks.
Peter?
Yeah.
Why don't you go home and rest?
I want to be here for him.
You won't be any use
if you knock yourself out.
I'll cope - if you can handle me
popping in and out all day.
Not me - Connor. He's team leader.
Oh, I forgot!
You want to do it some other time?
No, no. I promised him.
We'll see how it goes.
Delegation's the key.
It's trust in the staff
which lets the head honcho
deal with the big picture.
You know what they say.
Big pictures, small
Ready for Connor's big day
as team leader?
If he gets the lunch roster right.
I want an early.
I'll see what I can do.
Ward 17. Jaz speaking. Yes, she is.
We're tight on bed space.
Watch that.
No problem.
Joan Marden wants to
talk about rosters ASAP.
That's all I need.
Right, over to you.
Good luck.
Thanks.
See you later.
Okay, first of all, I'd like
to welcome you all to my team.
For God's sake!
And, as team leader,
I have one simple request.
Get in there and show them
who's the best damn ward around.
Okay, Von and Bron.
Four, five, ten and 12.
Steph, six and 13.
Jared, 14 and two.
Endoscopy for discharge.
Let's go, go, go, go!
Jaz, man the phones.
I didn't want to stay in overnight.
I don't think much of hospitals.
Standard procedure, Mr Croft.
You couldn't keep fluids down.
I threw up, that's all.
Better safe than sorry.
Didn't sleep a wink
with him snoring all night.
Good old Vince. He's a bit noisy.
At least you'll catch up on sleep
when you get home.
You're joking?!
I have a plumbing business to run.
You must be glad
to know you don't have an ulcer.
Yeah. Another day in here
and I might've.
What is it? What's the matter?
Well, um, it's this mole.
What about it?
Has it always been like this?
Like what?
This dark colour.
I don't know.
We should get someone to look at it.
You mean now?!
I really think you should.
Do you know what you're on about?
I'm not an expert, Mr Croft,
but it looks suspicious.
I won't stay here any longer.
Sit down and relax,
I'll get a doctor.
Ask Dr Forlano
to come to ward 17, please.
Thank you.
Jared, what was that about?
I need Luke to check a mole
on Mr Croft.
Why didn't you ask me?
Because he's my patient.
I've got to know what's going on.
Now, it's okay.
Let's keep the communication lines
open so we know where we're at.
Probably didn't use his blockout.
What?
When he was younger,
probably didn't use sunscreen.
You can get 30 plus sunscreen now.
They reckon it won't do any good
because the ozone hole is
Jaz, have you got work to do?
I suggest you snap to it.
I haven't got time for this today.
Excuse me.
Well, I'm in charge.
Fine. Reception's got an Arthur Frew
waiting to be admitted.
Right. Send him up.
You got a bed?
Room two. Endoscopy for discharge.
He's having a mole checked,
then he'll be gone.
You want to check?
No need.
All under control. It's all up here.
Yeah, could be.
Could be what?
Nothing to worry about, ah, Mr
Croft.
Mr Croft.
Better do a biop.
Do a what?
We need to remove the mole
so we can run tests.
You mean, cut it out?
You won't feel a thing.
What is it? It's not cancer, is it?
It's okay. It's probably nothing.
Then why fiddle with it?
To make sure.
It won't take long, I promise.
I'll see if the treatment room's
ready.
Don't worry, I'll do it here.
In here?
It's a two minute job.
I've got a lunch date.
You shouldn't do it in the ward.
Trust me, okay?
What are you whispering about?!
Just sorting out the logistics.
Everything okay?
I've got a patient for this bed.
I need to do a simple biop.
It should be done
in the treatment room.
The treatment room's all booked up.
It won't take a minute.
Okay, Luke, go for it.
BEEPING NOISE
Did you get anything else
for Christmas?
Hi, Bridie, how's it going?
Pretty lousy.
How come I don't have you today?
Well, I'm the boss today.
Thinks he is.
Everything okay?
I still can't walk.
I wanted to visit my friend
in ward 20.
Do you know how she's doing?
No, but I could wheel you there
and you could say gidday.
That'd be ace.
No probs. Back in a sec.
He's a nice guy.
Has his moments.
Can you feel that?
I don't think so.
Good.
We're ready to go.
(screams)
Sorry.
It needs longer to take full effect.
Some people have
thicker skin than others.
Those 4-0 sutures?
I got 3-0 nylon.
I need 4-0 prolene
on a reverse cutting needle.
Got it.
I hope you know what you're doing.
No problem.
I could do this with
a rusty blade and some string.
What?!
I was joking. Sorry.
Let's see if we're ready now.
Well?
Well, what?
Good.
Looks like we're ready to go.
Where are you going?
Taking Bridie to see a friend.
Have you done patient dependencies
and organised staff for tonight?
All under control.
What about
the fire equipment report?
Ah, next on my list.
You don't do these things
when you're team leader.
You don't have the time.
Yeah. Thanks for the advice, Steph.
Oh, Mr Frew. I'm not sure
if your bed's quite ready.
Connor!
Yep?
Mr Frew.
Oh, right.
His notes.
Later.
Mr Frew, we haven't got
a bed right now.
If you take a seat,
Jaz will get you a cup of tea.
Thanks, Jaz.
Jaz is too busy to get cups of tea.
Mr Frew, the trolley
should be around in a moment.
PHONE RINGS
Ward 17. Jaz speaking.
No, he's not.
I can imagine
how hard this is for you.
But the fact is,
Jenny's not really here any more.
Her body is, but her soul, what you
knew as being Jenny, has gone.
Karl is saying she has a chance
to give someone a whole new life.
Do you think I don't know that?
For God's sake, I've said that to
patients' relatives often enough.
So what Karl says
makes sense to you?
Makes sense?
Mmm.
Yeah, sure, when it's not your wife.
But when it is, Terri,
it's a whole different thing.
Sense and reason
don't even come into it.
The thought of her lying there with
her body cut open for spare parts
Peter
That's what it comes down to.
I don't know if I want that
to happen to her.
I don't know.
Okay.
What are you looking for?
4-0 prolene sutures.
On the right.
Ta.
Who are the sutures for?
Luke's doing a biop
on Mr Croft's mole.
On the ward?
Yeah. Room two.
Connor okayed it.
Sorry, Mr Croft. I had to make
a larger incision than I expected.
I suppose doing the biop here
was more convenient
than the treatment room.
I had no idea it was going to be
such a big job.
Famous last words.
You said it'd be simple.
You can never be absolutely certain
with these things.
Does that mean it's serious?
Hopefully it's nothing.
I'll get Histology
to rush it through.
When we get the results, we'll know.
And if it is serious?
Let's cross that bridge
when and if we come to it.
If you could just keep still -
I'm trying to stitch you up.
I don't believe this.
I come in here with a stomach ache
because my GP
can't make his mind up.
Then they make me stay all night
and now I've got skin cancer.
No-one said it's skin cancer.
I wasn't born yesterday.
Now that he's cut the thing out,
I'll definitely get it.
That's what happened to my mum.
They cut her open and the air got in
and she was dead in a month.
An old wives' tale, Mr Croft.
That's what you lot WOULD say.
Okay, how are we doing?
Oh, right.
What's this about letting Luke
do a biop in room two?
A simple procedure.
It wasn't. I was there.
It turned into a minor operation.
Luke said he was just
It doesn't matter what Luke said.
He should've used a treatment room.
You shouldn't have agreed.
How was I to know
It's your business to know.
As team leader you should be
familiar with ward policy.
If you have any questions, if you
want to know anything, just ask me.
Thanks all the same, Steph, and
maybe you were right about Bridie,
but I'm on top of it all, okay?
I don't need a minder.
I'm just trying to help.
It was my call.
So, who's that?
Arthur Frew.
He's booked into room two.
Not unless he's doubling up
with Barry Croft.
But the biopsy's over.
The patient needs rest.
I need the bed.
You made the call.
You think Amanda
will take it like that?
She's your ex-fiancee,
you slept with her.
Of course she thinks it's back on.
God, I am such a dufus.
If you don't want it to happen,
you've got to tell her.
I can't do that.
Why not?
Because I'd hurt her feelings.
Then dumping her at the altar
will be a real treat.
It's a chuphah.
What is?
Jewish people marry under a chuphah.
The cantor sings, you break glasses.
It's really cool.
You want to get married?
I do, one day, yeah.
To Amanda?
(undecided) I don't know.
I'm glad you guys have had
a chance to catch up.
Call me kooky, whacky, zany, loopy,
last I saw,
there's a ward out there.
When you're ready.
(both) Yes, sir!
I won't let them do it to you, Jen.
Bloody hell! It hurts.
I'll get you some paracetamol,
Mr Croft.
Is it supposed to feel like this?
It's perfectly normal.
Why don't you try and relax
and get some rest?
Rest?! Who's going to look after
my business while I rest?
I can't afford the luxury
of lying in bed all day.
If you really want to go,
I can call a doctor.
(groans)
Why don't we sit you up? Steph?
And what if it's cancer?
There's no reason
to think it will be.
Then why make me
go through all that?
That biopsy thing?
To make sure, I suppose.
You suppose!
I get my back cut open.
I'm stuck here waiting to see if the
mole kills me, because you suppose!
He must be worried sick.
He's driving you mad.
If the test results are negative,
think what I put him through.
Only you would think like that.
If it was done
in the treatment room
we might've been able to
prepare him a bit better.
I couldn't say it,
but you're his mate.
Can't you tell Connor to back off?
King for a Day Connor?
I don't think so.
It's feeling like a really long day.
BUZZER SOUNDS
Nurse!! Pain in my chest.
I'll get the arrest trolley.
Put it outside.
Get the cardiac monitor.
Is the pain going down your arm?
Up your neck?
Is there a crushing pain
in the middle of your chest?
No I don't know.
Just relax, Mr Croft.
Is there pain anywhere else?
My face, it's tingling.
Breathe into this.
Nice and deep.
That's it.
What have we got?
Chest pain, a racing pulse.
I'm not sure.
It's okay, Mr Croft.
Just try and relax.
How do you feel now?
Bloody awful.
The chest pain?
Better.
It's a heart attack, isn't it?
We're not sure, Mr Croft.
Have you had anything
like this before?
No.
Are you sure?
Well, I had a turn a year ago.
A turn? You mean chest pain?
It just came and went,
not like this.
But I was upset,
it was Mum's funeral.
You've never had a recurrence?
Not pain.
Then what?
The ticker races sometimes
when I've been overdoing it.
It doesn't hurt, just bangs
and jumps about a bit.
You've never seen anyone about it?
I told you, it wasn't anything.
If he'd let me go home, it wouldn't
be anything this time either.
Heart attack?
Panic attack more like it.
There's definitely an irregularity.
I'll call the cardiologist.
I suppose this means he's staying.
Obviously.
Great!
We can't send
a possible cardiac patient home
so you can sort out
your bed problem.
Who's asking you to?
Thought you might like some tea.
What about something to eat?
No, thanks.
Have you thought any more
about what you want to do?
I'm not going to do it.
I won't do it.
Peter
Jenny stays as she is.
Pete
Look, that's it, Terri!
Nobody touches her!
Lunch still on?
Depends.
You're not playing hard to get?
Yeah, that, too.
I haven't been allocated
a lunch break by our team leader.
You want me to speak to him?
Yeah, that'd be
Did a cardiologist arrive?
Rob Bowen's on his way.
He's got it under control.
Glad someone has.
Steph, I did get permission
from Connor.
Connor!
He'd say yes to brain surgery
on the hospital lawn
if a doctor twisted his arm.
You mean I used undue influence?
You know what I mean.
Mrs Oakley in room 16,
axillary abscess.
She needs consent for theatre.
I'm on my way.
Don't forget lunch.
No way.
They've already done this once.
Why are you doing it again?
That was a different test, Mr Croft.
I suppose they got it wrong
last time.
I think it'd be a good idea
to do an angiogram.
A what?
It's a way of taking a closer look
at the functioning
and circulation of your heart.
You're not cutting me up again!
No-one's cutting, I promise.
Your promises!
We pop a catheter into your groin.
Groin?!
It won't hurt a bit.
That's what the other quack said.
We inject a dye
into your femoral artery
My what?!
About here.
Then we monitor it on a screen
to see how well your heart's doing.
That sounds dangerous.
There's a risk, but there is
with invasive procedures.
What sort of risk?
There's the remote possibility
of a coronary infarct or stroke.
Stroke!!
I've done thousands of angiograms
and had very few reactions.
You have a better chance
of being struck by lightning
than for anything to go wrong now.
That's what you would say.
Well, it's up to you.
You can refuse the procedure
if you wish.
Not much choice, have I?
If you say there's something wrong
with my heart, I have to have it.
Good.
Where is he?
Where's who?
Arthur.
He was there a minute ago.
Anyway, there's no bed for him now.
Mr Croft's staying for an angiogram.
You'd better tell
the admitting officer.
No, not yet.
Something might turn up.
We don't want Joan Marden
hearing about it
and giving Terri a hard time.
She's got enough on her plate.
Very considerate of you.
Where is he? I told him to stay put.
You might've kept an eye on him.
Me?! If you'd got it together
with the bed situation,
he wouldn't be hanging around
in the first place.
Bron?
Yes?
Have you seen Arthur?
Arthur who?
Old guy in a beanie.
He looks about 100.
No.
Maybe he's gone to the toilet.
Right!
Can you look out for him for me?
Is that before or after
I do medications?
I've got to sort out the beds.
What about sorting out my lunch?
I was, but something came up.
I'll sort it out if you look
for Arthur in the toilets.
Yeah, alright.
Just don't forget about my lunch.
No later than 12.30.
Okay.
He's so distraught.
It's really upsetting
to see him like this.
He doesn't know what to do.
I know.
When they asked if they could do
an autopsy on Harry, I froze.
But you said yes in the end.
You don't think Peter will?
I don't know.
I'm doing all I can
to get through to him.
It doesn't seem to be working.
This is hard for you, isn't it?
You were close to Jenny, too.
My problem is, I think what Karl
is asking is right and logical.
And I'm sure Peter knows
you're trying to do the right thing.
You need a break, Terri.
Oh, no, I'm fine.
Do me a favour. Go and see him.
He needs all the friends
he can get right now.
Yeah, sure.
Thanks.
No sign of him.
Probably got bored. He'll be back.
Who'll be back?
Everything's under control.
Who are you talking about?
Arthur Frew.
The guy from Bayview?
You lost him?
Mmm.
He's not lost.
Where is he?
Perhaps if someone
kept an eye on him
Don't blame me, you're in charge.
I'd be doing better
if I had some support.
You're shooting yourself
in the foot.
Steph, he's doing the best he can.
Oh, really?
Complicated surgical procedures
on the ward.
The bed problem's still not sorted
and a patient is missing.
What are you - super nurse?
I didn't say that.
Hey, what's going on?
You, in my office now!
You said you were ready for this.
I am!
You beg to be team leader
and you stuff it up.
It's been a tough morning.
It's your job to cope
and make it work.
You do that by not playing at it.
Understand?
I understand.
I hope you do.
I can do this.
You call that lunch?
You can blame Connor.
He's in a total flap.
Anyway, I've got five minutes,
so, take it or leave it.
Five minutes, is that all I get?
If that's not good enough for you
Did I say that?
Not now that I come to think of it.
There's always tonight, isn't there?
Um, Bron, not here.
Worried about
your reputation, are we?
And yours.
I think Steph is onto us.
Does that bother you?
No. Why should it?
I think you're quite enjoying it.
Enjoying what?
Enjoying what?
I think that's him.
Who?
Egg and lettuce, please.
Excuse me, you're Arthur,
aren't you?
I'm sorry?
Arthur?
Yes.
We've been looking for you.
I need a sandwich.
We'll get you back to the ward.
Sorry about that.
Why couldn't I just
It's very important.
We were worried about you.
Sorry.
How long has it been since
you've had some fresh air, Peter?
What?
Oh, um, I don't know.
This isn't good for you.
Come on, come and get a coffee.
I need to talk to you.
It's like someone punched you
in the stomach, isn't it?
No reason, no explanation.
Harry.
I walked in a daze.
It's like a nightmare.
How did you cope?
I had friends like you.
It's ironic.
I keep thinking about the platitudes
I keep giving people.
They helped me.
Yeah?
They're not helping me.
Jen used to joke, you know
..um, about when we get very old.
I'd have to go first because
I couldn't manage without her.
You'll manage, Peter.
It'll be hard, but you'll manage.
For the kids if for no-one else.
I wish it was me.
You know that?
Anything would be better
than how I feel right now.
The pain anything.
Oh, Arthur, am I glad to see you.
Found him in the caf.
I just wanted a sandwich.
We can rustle you one up here. Jaz.
The trolley's just
I'll ring the kitchen.
Egg and lettuce, please.
Bron.
I owe you one.
You mean, like an early lunch?
I'm sorry about that.
Hey, why?
It's the thought that counts.
Where's the team leader?
That's me, Mrs Marden.
Your fire equipment report?
Sorry?
An inventory report
on fire equipment
should've been on my desk
half an hour ago.
I haven't done it.
Didn't you get my memo?
I sent it last Thursday.
I wasn't team leader then.
Well, you are now.
If you'd read
Sister Sullivan's schedule
you'd know it was
on the agenda for today.
So, do it now, please.
As quickly as possible.
Arthur?
Arthur?!
I really thought Peter, of all
people, would be able to understand.
Doctors aren't different
from anyone else.
Not psychiatrists,
not even surgeons.
Point taken.
But there must be a way
to change his mind.
These people are desperate
to have one tiny chance at life.
Jenny doesn't have that.
What would you do if Peter
was someone you didn't know?
I'd show him she couldn't breathe
without a ventilator.
It's what you need to do.
No! He's a doctor, he knows that.
Peter Morrison
is a grieving husband.
You need to treat him like one.
Gone, again?
He just strolled off.
While you were telling someone
what a great job you were doing
as TL, I suppose?
I was dealing with Joan Marden.
Do me a favour,
see if you can find him.
I would if I could,
but I'm changing the bed.
Mr Croft'll be back soon.
Why don't you look for him?
I've got nursing rosters to do
and fire extinguishers to check.
Oh, life is tough at the top.
Sorry, mate.
Give me a break.
The job's not as easy as it looks.
What do you want us to do about it?
Some help would've been fantastic,
but don't worry, I'll be fine!
Not if you keep losing patients.
If Terri comes by, don't mention
anything about Arthur, okay?
I'll see what I can do.
I thought we were mates.
We are,
but I didn't lose the patient.
I wouldn't be in this mess
if you didn't overreact
to what's probably a normal mole.
Excuse me.
Keep your lovers' tiff
until you get home.
There's a message from Jaz.
Mr Croft has had a mild allergic
reaction to the angiogram dye.
Great. That's all I need!
I'll walk with you to the meeting.
What meeting?
Department heads.
We've got five minutes.
Joan, I've got to go to ICU.
You'll have to go after the meeting.
I'm needed there now.
I understand Dr Morrison
is a friend.
We're all devastated by the
situation, but they are not family.
While you run up there
every five minutes,
you're not doing your job properly.
I know there's added pressure
on my staff and they're coping.
But there are decisions being made
about Jenny and Peter needs support.
Terri, we've been understanding.
We've supported and covered you
for a week now.
Why don't you take some time off?
Make it official and you can devote
all the time you want.
I don't want to do that.
Well, this isn't working.
We've got a hospital to run.
You've got to be at that meeting.
Alright.
Normally, if the carbon dioxide
level rises,
the brain registers this and
triggers off the breathing process.
When the brain no longer functions,
the system doesn't work.
We're going to disconnect
the life support.
If breathing continues spontaneously
we'll know the brain is active.
Don't treat me like a moron, Karl.
I know what the procedure does.
I know Jenny is dead.
Stop pretending
that I don't understand.
YOU don't understand!
I don't want you to touch her,
have you got it?!
Calm down.
I'm not going to do anything.
Terri and I thought
Terri?!
Karl and I thought
it would be for the best.
Who do you think you are?
You have no say in this.
No say!
Peter.
How could you treat me like this?
I thought you were my friend.
You don't know me at all.
I know what I want.
You and everyone else can butt out!
Oh, we all know what YOU want.
I want Jenny back, too,
and that's not going to happen.
She's gone.
You have a chance to give meaning
to the life she had.
SOLEMN MUSIC
Mr Croft.
The good news is that apart
from some slight mitral stenosis,
The good news is that apart
from some slight mitral stenosis,
your heart appears to be
in ex
your heart appears to be
in excellent condition.
Mr Croft?
Is he alright?
What?
Mr Croft. You haven't given him
a sedative, have you?
Mr Croft? I didn't think
he was back from his angiogram.
Ah, I don't think that's Mr Croft.
Oh, sorry.
Just having a bit of a snooze.
We can see that, Arthur.
Come on.
Hey, Bron, what are you doing here?
Oh, I was hungry.
What happened to your lunch break?
Didn't get one.
I got five minutes
and scoffed down a muffin.
Why aren't you eating
in the tea room?
I wanted to get out of the ward.
Why didn't Connor
organise a proper lunch break?
He's run off his feet.
There's some muck up or something.
I should've put Steph in charge.
Oh, no, he's fine.
It's just been really busy.
It's always a busy morning.
Is everything alright
with Dr Morrison?
Have you eaten?
No.
Have some of these.
You take them, go to the tea room,
have a proper break, alright?
Okay.
He's a patient but we mislaid him.
Mislaid him?
Not exactly mislaid him
Just tell me
where I can find Mr Croft.
He should be on his way.
Look what they've done to me!
I feel terrible.
I'm itching all over.
That's unfortunate, I agree,
Mr Croft, but I've got good news.
Perhaps back in your room
if Mr Costello can organise that
without losing you.
It's your fault.
I blame you for this.
Hey, can I ask you something?
Yes.
Do you reckon I stuffed it all up?
Well, it hasn't been your best day.
I know.
Oh, I know.
Perhaps I'm not cut out
for it after all.
Haven't got the right stuff.
That's bull and you know it.
Feeling sorry for yourself won't
get you anywhere, so get over it.
Now, if you'll excuse me, team
leader, I have to get back to work.
You've probably made me bankrupt.
Try and calm down, Barry.
Mr Croft to you!
Two days in here doesn't put us
on first name terms.
Alright, but getting worked up
unnecessarily won't help your heart.
He said there was nothing wrong
with my heart.
As long as you take your pills
and don't get worked up
unnecessarily.
Unnecessarily, he says.
Two days here
and my business is ruined!
Here's another one!
What is it? You find an
ingrown toenail to experiment on?
I don't do feet.
I got the results of your biopsy.
And?
The mole.
It was melanoma.
You mean - cancer?
It was malignant, yes.
Oh.
I'm referring you to a melanoma
clinic for consultation
and we may need to do
more tests ourselves.
I see. More tests?
Possibly a lymph gland biopsy.
You're kidding?!
It was in the early stages so
there's a good chance we caught it.
You're lucky it was spotted.
A good chance?!
You didn't get it all out?!
No, we got it all.
It's best to be on the safe side.
You are a very lucky man.
If you got it all, why do I have to
come back for more rotten tests?
Bloody hell,
why don't you just shoot me?
"Thank you for saving my life,
Nurse Levine."
"No, no, thank YOU, Dr Forlano."
Everything okay, Mr Frew?
Won't be long now.
He hasn't been admitted yet?
No!
He's elderly, Connor, and frail.
He needs to be in bed.
Where are his notes?
Over there.
Any news from room 12?
Not yet.
Apparently Mr Croft
is threatening to sue the hospital.
(groaning)
Arthur
Arthur!
Jaz, page the intern!
What's happened?
He just collapsed.
Has he stroked out?
I don't know.
He's diabetic.
Pulse is irregular.
It's probably a hypo.
Steph, 50% dextrose and IV trolley.
Bron, BSL.
Connor.
Thanks.
Arthur, it'll be alright.
Did the poor bloke
ever get a sandwich?
No, I didn't get a chance.
That's it.
Don't worry, it's okay.
PHONE RINGS
Ward 17. Jaz speaking.
Yeah, one moment.
Steph, it's Dr Rice.
Arthur Frew.
Insulin-dependent diabetic.
He hasn't eaten all day.
BSL 2.3.
BSL 2.3.
Right. Okay.
The resident's on his way, Connor.
Go ahead and cannulate. 50% glucose.
I need a 20 gauge short cannula.
How are you going to
get a cannula in those?
He's got no veins. He's shut down.
Okay, got flushback.
Okay, I'm in.
50% glucose.
On
And running.
Okay.
Take those glasses off.
(mumbles)
It's okay, Arthur.
I'm really sorry about
not getting the sandwich.
I was being a pain.
It's okay, Jaz, I deserved it.
Thanks, son.
That's okay, Arthur.
He looked after me real good.
All day.
Shall we?
Yeah.
Okay.
I let you down, didn't I?
Let's just say
there were a few problems.
No.
I should've done a lot better.
You came good with Mr Frew.
That's straightforward nursing,
isn't it?
Nothing wrong with that.
Not if you've got other ambitions.
I thought it'd be so easy.
I'd just breeze through.
I don't know how you do it
every day.
Well, I guess that's it.
No management career, no uni.
Oh, come on, it's early days yet.
At least you know
what to work on now.
Your people skills
are right up there.
I don't get it.
I'm really good with people.
There's a big difference between
caring for your patients
and managing your staff.
I guess you're happy.
What about?
Me stuffing up. You got
what you wanted, didn't you?
No, I didn't.
And you just showed
you're a damn good nurse.
But, God,
you're a lousy administrator.
Von?
She won't be
coming home again, ever.
No, Laura.
We're going to have to
get along without her.
Just the three of us.
Mum
Hey, we'll manage, you'll see.
Just like she'd want us to.
I think it's time we said goodbye.
You ready? Simon?
Yeah.
Laura?
(whispers) I love you, Mum.
Come here, sweetie.
It's okay.
Good girl.
Goodnight, sweetheart.
SOUND OF DISTANT SIREN
You guys still want to
have a drink with me?
No, thanks.
No.
Why are you standing here then?
We wanted to tell you we definitely
don't want to have a drink with you.
I definitely don't want to
have a drink with either of you.
So, let's NOT have a drink
- together.
Well, Peter signed the papers.
It's all over now.
Thanks for your help, Terri.
By the way
I didn't get a chance
to say goodbye to her.
It is alright.
He wasn't alone,
he had the kids with him.
How was he?
He took it really well, actually.
He's not here now.
He's gone home, I think.
Terri
Thanks, Karl. Thanks.