All Saints (1998) s01e25 Episode Script

1
Previously on All Saints -
What do you tell people
your father does?
Say he's a brickie?
I don't discuss my past.
So much for my good old initiative.
What if the doctors won't listen?
Well, there are other avenues.
You can speak to senior staff.
I tried that.
Everybody else was too busy.
That's really not good enough.
The important thing is he's alive.
Yes, thanks to the brilliance
of Professor Craig!
Put your personal opinions aside
and don't antagonise him.
She's saying what we all feel.
Yeah, but we don't.
We don't say it.
Good girl, good girl!
Yes!
This is one time
I'm glad Ben's baby-obsessed.
Hey.
I'm not pregnant.
Oh.
HAMMERING ON DOOR
What's with the locked door?
Just a second.
Steph
Yeah, hang on.
Okay - where is it?
What?
I know what you've been doing here.
Do you?
Mmm.
You're hiding
my anniversary present.
(laughs) Ben, get ready for work.
Am I getting any warmer?
Nuh, you're freezing!
There's nothing in here.
It must be.
I've checked everywhere else.
Oh, come on, Ben, I'll be late.
So, don't go.
I'm not.
It's our special day.
I thought we agreed
that you would go back today.
Yeah, well, they'll survive
without me for another day.
I've got stuff to do, bills to pay,
things like that.
Are you sure everything's alright?
Yes.
Why wouldn't it be?
Everyone has a sickie now and then.
So if it isn't in here
..then it must be
in the linen cupboard.
I'm not saying anything.
Ah!
Happy anniversary.
Blood pressure's at 105 over 50.
(laboured breathing)
How's the pain, May?
(raspy) It's much better
when I don't think about it.
Is there anything I can get for you?
No, thank you, dear.
Hi. Cathy Bell, May's granddaughter.
Isn't she beautiful?
I'm Stephanie Markham.
Hi.
When are you due?
Last week.
I was two weeks late
with your mother.
I'm booked in here
for an induction this afternoon.
Nanna doesn't approve, though.
(breathy) She's afraid
I won't last the distance.
Nanna.
Don't you worry, Cathy.
I'm not going anywhere.
She won't last long enough
to see the baby?
Who knows? She's so riddled with
cancer, I'm amazed she's alive.
Oh - Laurie Styles?
Yep.
We've moved him to room four.
TERRI: How's he going?
They took half the left lung.
Professor Craig thinks
he got all the cancer.
He'll be coaching Little League
next season after all.
Student nurses arrived yet?
Yeah, a few minutes ago.
Late for their first day
in the real world - nothing changes.
Let's try not to be too hard
on them, Von.
Promise me
I'm not doing any babysitting.
One of them's with Jared.
Barely out of trainers himself!
The responsibility will do him good.
The other is with Connor.
Connor, that's disgusting!
(groans) Oh, Terri.
Hey, I'm Amy.
Make sure she learns something
while she's here.
So what was it?
The bedpan on the chair?
Or the false teeth
in the orange juice?
(scoffs) Orange juice!
Yeah, right.
It was tomato juice
and it was one tooth.
(disgusted laugh)
Amy.
Don't you indoor cricketers
wear protection?
It was a social game.
I didn't think I'd need it.
You wouldn't catch me risking
the family jewels. No way.
How's it looking?
PAGER BEEPS
Surgery's relieved the pressure.
The swelling should ease.
How would you rate your pain
on a scale of one to ten?
I don't know - five, six.
Some pain is to be expected.
Keep up the analgesia
and IV antibiotics.
If you've got any questions,
ask the nurses, okay?
You okay with all that, Howie?
(pained) Yeah.
Sure there's nothing
you'd like to ask?
This won't affect my you know,
my ability to be a father, will it?
There was no structural damage.
Once the swelling's gone,
things'll be normal.
You'll still bowl
the odd maiden over, eh?
Don't mind Brendan.
His first day on the ward.
Give her 100mg of pethidine and
I'll drop by later during a break.
It's the best I can do.
One of those days, huh?
I've got a patient in A&E.
And doing that and the ward
is a joke.
Dr O'Hara!
Yeah?
You didn't say when you'd like
Howie's catheter removed.
Whose catheter?
The scrotum haematoma.
Oh, sorry.
My mind's all over the place.
Um take it out when you're ready.
I don't anticipate any problems.
Those doctors never stop, do they?
Yes, we're all very busy
around here.
LUKE: So I'll meet you after work?
Yep, great.
Looking forward to it.
Professor Craig.
Forlano.
Promising surgeon, that one.
Is that so?
Shame he fraternises
with the nurses.
(cold) Really?
Mmm, not the best way
to impress one's superiors,
but I'm sure he'll grow out of it.
I nearly have.
(sniggers)
So there I am - on my way home from
my first harrowing day on the wards.
I'm exhausted.
I get on the bus.
And what happens
but this girl goes into labour.
There was pandemonium.
People are screaming.
I kept my cool.
Guess who delivered her
right there on the aisle?
Wow, that's amazing.
Yeah, that's our Connor.
He's such a hero.
(pointed) Excuse me.
It's good to see you're encouraging
a strong work ethic.
Connor was just telling us
Yes, I'm sure he was.
And, miss?
Mmm?
Get rid of them.
They're my favourites.
Sleepers or studs only.
Unless you want some patient
to rip your ear lobe off.
Party's over, Brendan.
Burns dressing in room A.
Why can't I do anything fun
like that?
You can, once you perfect
your hospital corners.
Is he being a complete jerk
or is it just me?
No, no, I'll give you one guess.
(sighs)
BUZZER SOUNDS
(gasps for air)
It's okay, May, I'm here now.
Mask?
Need a hand, Steph?
No, it's okay.
The bathroom
The bathroom!
Do you want to go to the bathroom?
Not me!
TOILET FLUSHES
I think my waters have broken.
That's good, that's good.
Any contractions?
They've just started.
Do you want a midwife
to have a look at you?
That'd be good.
I'm going to the maternity ward now.
I'll come straight back
when it's over.
(whispers) Good luck.
(gently) In and out
A few blokes have been off
with the lurgy this week.
They reckon it's doing the rounds.
So Steph tells me.
What did the doc say? Virus?
Something like that.
Nothing a few quiet days at home
won't fix.
I suppose you'll be having
a couple of days off, anyway.
What do you mean?
Well, no-one'd blame you for taking
R&R after what you went through.
With the bashing and all that.
Oh! Ancient history.
Forgotten all about it.
Good.
You know
if you haven't forgotten about it,
there are people you can talk to.
Like I said, ancient history.
Ben.
You're not the first paramedic
to have a run-in on the job.
Are you saying I can't handle it?
No, I didn't say that.
I can handle it.
He's been carrying on a bit.
Yelling out and stuff.
I've got it now, Mr Anderson.
Busybody, that one.
Laurie Styles. How you doin'?
(groans) My chest
I know. We'll give you
something for the pain.
Um, Laurie Styles.
Laurie Styles.
Peth, 75mg.
Peth, 75mg.
Stingy dose for a big guy like this.
Yeah.
We can review it later.
You okay?
Yep.
You'll feel better
by tomorrow, Mr Styles.
We'll get you up and about.
(quavery voice) Mummy!
Sorry, what was that?
Where's my mummy?
Shh. Just try and rest.
A big boofy guy like that?
It's weird.
The wonders of modern anaesthesia.
Are you sure he said "mummy",
not "mother"?
Yeah.
Why's he asking for his mum?
That's seriously weird.
He sounded like a scared little boy.
Men when they're sick!
What have we done now?
Your lobectomy in four
is calling for his mummy.
So would I be
if I'd just had major surgery.
All the same
..men!
Did I tell you guys about this
new surgical technique Craig uses?
(all chorus): Yes!
It's poetry in motion.
Can't you shut up about him?
It's like the guy invented the wheel
or something.
Did you get the bottle?
Good.
We measure the post-catheter
urine sample
to ensure everything's okay.
Then you get the patient up
to minimise risk of DVTs
and chest infection.
Precisely.
Not that they're likely
in a fit guy like Howie.
Knows his stuff, eh?
It's not going to hurt, is it?
Well, it might sting just a little.
Oh, okay.
Mean bowler, the guy who did this.
(winces) It was a girl.
Really?
The idea is to look and learn,
Brendan.
Not to embarrass the patient.
Okay.
Just breathe in slowly, okay?
Breathing in.
(inhales)
(wheezing breaths)
Do do they know
how long she'll be?
She might be a while, May.
She's only three centimetres
dilated.
I reared her, you know.
After my Lauren passed on
(fond chuckle)..I remember
bathing the little thing.
All soft and pink and slippery.
(distressed breath)
It's okay.
Just relax.
Do you want me to see the doctors
about increasing your painkillers?
It might make the wait
a bit more comfortable.
No
I want to see this baby.
And it could be my last chance.
No sense being off with the pixies.
Right, Doctor?
Whatever makes you happy, Mrs Bell.
Ah, Sister, could I see you outside
for a moment?
We're not devoting any unnecessary
resources to that patient, are we?
She's stable, but I am afraid
she'll develop pulmonary oedema
..in which case, we do nothing.
With all due respect, May wants to
hold out for the birth
She's riddled with cancer.
She's refusing pain relief.
The woman wants to die.
In normal circumstances, I'd agree.
I don't understand
you people sometimes.
One minute you're arguing for more
intervention, the next for less.
I really can't keep up.
Professor, this is a special case.
It's nature's way, Sister.
Understood?
Whoa!
Sorry. Bit dizzy.
It's okay. No rush.
I can't go when
there are people around.
I get stage fright.
Ah, thanks, Brendan.
Can you grab the bottle?
Ow!
Whoa, Brendan!
What?
Oh, my head.
Sorry, mate.
You're probably just dehydrated
from the operation.
Where does it hurt?
At the back.
Ow! My God.
Could be a change in blood pressure.
Could be many things.
We'll keep an eye on it.
Do something! This is killing me.
Okay, I'll get Dr O'Hara
to give you some pain relief.
Could you put the bed sides up?
One minute his testicles
are in agony,
the next, all he can think about
is this massive headache.
I just think you should check
BRON: I knew there was a direct link
between the balls and the brain.
Okay, if that's what you say.
Is she coming up?
Don't hold your breath.
How can a doctor be too busy
to see her patient?
Because she has 20 other patients
screaming to see her.
But our guy's really sick.
That's why, as a nurse, sometimes
you have to make a decision
on whether to make a big song
and dance and get them there now,
or whether it's a problem
that can wait.
It's not an easy decision.
What if you get it wrong?
Then you're on your own.
Big time.
Now, if these don't help, I'll have
to get you something stronger.
Whoo! Get the bowl.
(retches and groans)
Does it still hurt?
(sobs with pain)
Hang in there, Howie.
I'll get you something stronger.
It could be a brain tumour.
We usually start with
simpler explanations first!
Like a migraine.
Well, he'll need an injection.
Yeah, which I need Dr O'Hara
to approve.
You got my message?
You're on a sickie, remember?
So I'm feeling better.
What if someone sees you?
Alright, what's so important,
anyway?
I know about my pressie.
What?
I couldn't wait until tonight,
so I thought you might want
to tell me about it now.
What pressie? What are you on about?
I know about the baby!
You do?
I found the test stick.
It's great!
It's the best anniversary present
I could wish for.
Mmwah!
Do you think so?
Yes!
And I've made some decisions.
I'm going to quit Rapid Response
and go back to team work.
What, just like that?
A father can't afford
to take unnecessary risks.
So, who do we tell first?
I don't know.
It's got to be the family,
what do you reckon?
(overwrought) No!
I mean, yes.
Alright um, I just don't think
we should tell anyone for a while.
Is there something wrong?
No, no.
I just think it'd be better.
It's still early.
Anything could happen at this stage.
(heavy sigh)
Laurie, what are you doing?
(plaintive) Waiting for my mummy.
Laurie
She's coming home soon.
You'll dislodge your drainage tube.
What the hell
Let's get you back to bed.
Come on, Mr Styles.
Nurses giving you a hard time,
are they?
Well, it's not time to go yet.
Sorry
It's okay.
I'll see you
at the end of my rounds.
No use doing the best heart surgery
in the world
if the nursing care is substandard.
Luke, do you think
he should see Peter?
Well
What is it now?
Sister Williams thinks Mr Styles
needs a psych referral.
Rubbish.
He seems very distressed.
Major surgery is hardly
a day at the beach.
I realise that,
but I think this is more.
Will you write a referral?
No, I will not.
He's my patient.
There's nothing wrong with his head.
It's his lung we operated on.
Forlano.
JARED: Can I speak to Dr O'Hara?
Brendan, mate, do you know
much about Amy?
Oh, we studied together.
Does she have a boyfriend?
I've never seen her with anyone,
but then, I don't get out much.
No kidding?
(slams down phone)
She won't come to the phone.
Come on, Brendan.
Oh! Excuse me!
That's right. They don't teach
manners at university.
He's awestruck.
You have that effect on people.
I'll awestrike you, mate,
if you don't watch it.
It's not like we're asking him
to keep May alive indefinitely.
It's 36 hours at the most.
How's she holding up?
Her mind's willing,
but I don't know.
I don't know what more
I can do for her.
Listen, she was asking about
a shower before.
I thought she might be too weak,
but it could be what she needs.
Right?
Okay.
GENTLE MUSIC
How she loved those (gasps) dolls.
Oh, and if you forgot
one of their names
Yes, I was the same.
My brother used to tease me
about them.
Take them and hide them
in the garden.
They'd get all wet
under the sprinklers.
Then I'd have to find them and
take them back to my cubbyhouse.
That was the hospital.
I'm sure they got the best of care.
Oh, they did. Very high tech.
But it's interesting, you know.
They were always my patients,
never my babies.
Yeah
He made me feel like
a complete idiot.
Oh, yeah, power games.
He's very good at that.
I was just worried about
a patient's behaviour.
Well, it could be a mixture
of the pethidine
and post-anaesthetic confusion.
Don't you start!
I know the difference.
Okay, alright.
It's like this guy undergoes
a complete personality change
when he asks for mummy.
He's not the only one asking for
his mother at the moment.
Is it Simon?
Yeah.
He's doing a family tree for school.
Wants to know
if he should put Jenny on it.
Oh!
It's more than that, though.
He's upset because life's
getting back to normal now
and he's worried he's going
to forget about his mum.
I have a book about grieving
from a kid's point of view.
I bought it for the boys
but it was a bit old for them.
Do you want to borrow it?
Yeah, I'll take a look. Thanks.
Pleasure.
I owe you one -
no, several, actually.
(laughs)
I tell you what,
I'll talk to Richard.
No, don't. You're too busy.
I shouldn't have said anything.
No, your patient's acting strangely.
That's my department.
(cries out in agony)
What's his BP?
140 over 90.
(sobs) It's going to explode.
Okay, how's the pain
on a scale of one to ten?
Twenty!
You've got to do something.
We should get a doctor
to take a look!
What do you think
I've been trying to do?!
Okay, look, stay with him.
If something happens,
call a nurse, okay?
I'm looking for Dr O'Hara.
She's around here somewhere.
I'll find her.
Dr O'Hara?
Have you seen Dr O'Hara?
Dr O'Hara.
What is it?
If you answered your pager,
you'd know.
Just tell me what you want.
Howie Jones,
scrotal haematoma in Ward 17.
His headache's worse,
painkillers aren't helping.
What did you give him?
Two Panadeine Forte
- which you ordered.
He threw them up.
You HAVE to come see him.
Would you lower your voice?
People are staring.
I'm just trying to make you listen.
You're not making any friends.
I'm not trying to make friends.
I have a patient who feels like
he's been hit by a truck.
I have no idea
what's wrong with him.
I need you to see him. NOW.
(groans)
Howard, I don't think this headache
is related to your injury.
We're going to run some tests
to find out what's causing it.
We'll send you
for a special head X-ray.
Alright?
We'll need bloods
for serum electrolytes.
Order a CT scan.
Just going to arrange
for some blood samples.
Wait. What's wrong with me?
That's what we're trying
to find out, mate.
He's bleeding into his head,
isn't he?
Let's hope not.
Hey, how'd you go
with your ballboy?
Looks like he's a bleeder.
Steph's getting some blood and then
I'm taking him down for a CT scan.
It looks like all the fuss
in A&E was worthwhile.
What do you mean, all the
How did you find out about it?
Come on - me and the hospital
grapevine are like that.
Great. Now I'm hospital gossip.
Come on. You should be proud.
It's not every day a nurse
serves it up to a doctor and wins.
I wasn't trying to win.
I was trying to get her attention.
Come on, the RMOs
like a bit of argy-bargy.
Keeps 'em on their toes.
If it's a false alarm, I've made
a fool of myself for nothing.
Yeah, and Terri might sack you.
Don't joke about it.
Look, you should be happy.
At least Samantha Harris
realises you're alive.
Apparently, I'm invisible.
Why does everything
come back to sex for you?
Are you kidding me?
Have you got eyes?
She's not an RMO.
She's a Babe-MO.
SIREN WAILS
Richard.
Morning, Peter.
I read your article
on post-op recovery.
Never underestimate
the power of preparation.
I agree entirely.
Explanation of operative procedures
helps set a patient at ease.
Maximise knowledge, minimise fear.
You refer to a positive attitude.
The more positive the patient,
the quicker the recovery.
Ah, so you'd be confident
in saying a patient's care
should include
dealing with their emotions.
(laughs) Attitudes are
different to emotions.
And, no, I don't want you to see
my thoracotomy in Ward 17.
Laurie Styles.
I will not be manipulated
by the nurses.
I prefer to see it as collaboration.
The nurses are at the bedside.
They know the patients
better than we do.
They are only monitors, Peter.
The patient's observations
are stable, the op was a success.
So Laurie's distress
is unimportant to you?
Oh, Peter, just go and analyse
your own patients.
Don't try and drum up business
with mine.
May, we just spoke to Maternity.
Cathy's seven centimetres dilated
and she's doing very well.
(raspy) Thank you, dear.
Ah, she's all yours.
If she still can't sponge a patient,
don't blame me.
Connor and Von on the same day.
Gee, you're a lucky thing.
I get sponge baths
and hospital corners.
Brendan gets the juicy work.
All in good time.
Did you get sterile air
for the patient with
a bilateral pneumonectomy?
I asked one of the interns.
And?
And (a), there is no such thing
as sterile air.
And (b), a bilateral pneumonectomy
means removal of both lungs.
Excellent. You learn
something new every day.
Steph, there's a message for you.
Congratulations!
How did you find out?
Ben. Why didn't you tell us?
Well, I just thought
It's early days yet.
Early days for what?
(sighs) I'm pregnant.
Pregnant? I was talking about
your anniversary.
Steph, that's fantastic.
When's it due?
April, I think.
Sister Sullivan,
Steph's going to have a baby.
Well, that's great news.
It's great, Steph.
So how did it go?
CT scan was inconclusive.
He'll need a lumbar puncture.
CONNOR: Now that is something
you should see.
SOPHIE: He reminds me of James
when he wakes up scared
and calls for Mummy.
At other times he lucid?
He's lovely.
Tells me he's a butcher.
What about Luke? What did he say?
Not interested -
unlike some other doctors.
Oh, hi.
Hi.
Any luck with Prof?
Ah, no. Brick wall, I'm afraid.
What are we going to do?
I spoke to the oncology team.
They're doing a follow-up
on Laurie's cancer treatment.
They have no objection
to me having a chat.
That's great.
I'll pop up in a minute.
He's wonderful, isn't he?
Yeah, he's a good doctor.
JARED: You'll be right, Howie.
Try and stay relaxed.
BRENDAN: Does it
always take this long?
DR O'HARA: Just a bit longer, Howie.
Try and stay still.
Oh, my God.
Finished.
You can relax now, Howie.
You did really well.
Unlike some of us.
Blood-stained?
Slightly.
I'll order an angiogram.
Is that good or bad?
Well, an angiogram
will show us more.
But it looks like
there is something going on.
In my brain?
It hasn't been a good day, has it?
Can you call my dad?
BRON: You're loving this
student thing, aren't you?
She gets to learn from the master
(laughs)
..and I haven't changed a bedpan
or made a bed all day.
Perfect role model.
Plus she's got the hots for me.
I can tell.
You really know how to kid yourself.
Ah, Amy. Everything's well,
I presume?
No problems.
Ah, good work.
We should keep an eye
on the guy in bed 29.
I've checked his blood pressure
three times
and it's floating around
200 over 120.
What?!
Hold that.
Gee, that's high.
Mmm.
(giggles)
(clears throat)
Aren't you going to check him?
The patient in bed 29?
Mr Johansenn?
Yeah that's the one.
Yeah, he was discharged an hour ago.
(stamps foot) Damn!
Nice try.
But you'll have to get up earlier
in the morning to fool the master.
(struggles for air)
Help me
It's okay, May. I'm here now.
Stay with us.
Don't you give up on me now.
Have to see Cathy.
No, no, listen to me, May.
Don't panic.
Are you okay?
Have to see the baby!
I've got to get her sitting up.
We'll sit you up, May.
May, you stay with us.
I'm going to get Luke.
Nice, deep breaths.
(breathing eases a little)
That's it.
ELEVATOR DINGS
Luke? Wait.
I need you to see May.
She's fading fast.
May? Is that the great-grandmother?
Yep.
May? Is that the great-grandmother?
Yep.
I think it's pulmonary oedema.
I think it's pulmonary oedema.
If we clear the fluid
it'll give her a bit more time.
You heard Professor Craig.
I know, but with IV Lasix
I can't do it for you, Steph.
It's not for me.
It's for the patient.
It's my job on the line.
It's her last wish.
Steph!
I'm not asking for
major intervention.
She only needs to be compos
for a few more hours.
Just until she can hold
that little baby.
You understand how important that is
to her, don't you?
Yeah.
Yeah, okay. Let's do it.
The Lasix will help drain
the fluid from your lungs.
It'll make your breathing
a lot easier.
Thank you.
I thought you'd like to know.
Cathy's fully dilated
and started pushing.
Did you hear that, May?
She's almost there.
The heavens are shining on YOU.
Well, let's just hope
they keep at it.
Don't let me go to sleep.
I won't. I won't.
You know, you did the right thing.
Morally, yeah.
But that's not really the issue
with Professor Craig.
I won't tell if you won't.
Thanks, but I can't really lie
on her chart, can I?
When was the last time Professor
Richard Craig looked at the chart
of a terminally ill public patient?
(sighs) Yeah.
It's not really high on his list
of priorities, is it?
DR O'HARA: Jared, I thought you'd
like to know about Howie Jones.
It was a leaking berry aneurism.
It caused a subarachnoid
haemorrhage.
He's just out of surgery.
He'll be okay, won't he?
Yeah, he'll be playing cricket
in a couple of months.
He's lucky you were onto it
so quickly.
I suppose getting hit in the balls
saved his life.
(laughs) That's what I said
to Mr Madsen.
I don't think he saw the irony.
Yeah, neurosurgeons.
No sense of humour.
I can't believe
how quickly it all happened.
Lucky he was in hospital.
He was lucky you came and got me.
They would've had me on toast
if I'd let it slip past.
So I, um, kind of saved your butt.
It's lucky you were right -
or I would've had YOU on toast.
Persecuting nurses.
I suppose it's still part of
an RMO's job description.
It's something
we take very seriously.
Along with sleep deprivation
and stress overload.
I knew there was a reason
I didn't enrol in medicine.
You could be a good doctor.
I'd rather be a great nurse.
When the doc first told me
I had cancer,
(laughs) I felt like I'd been
crash-tackled by Gazza Headley.
(chuckles)
But I'm a practical man.
Butcher by trade.
If I see a bit of fatty tissue
or muscle fibre that looks dodgy,
I cut it out.
Just like the doc.
He didn't appreciate the comparison.
(laughs) I'm sure he didn't.
It's good to see you
feeling so positive.
I got a lot to live for.
Gorgeous wife, couple of rug rats.
You get on well with your family?
Oh, not many of us, but yeah.
And your mother?
Oh, she died when I was little.
How old were you?
I'm not exactly sure.
Sounds stupid, doesn't it?
Mum must've been sick
and she went into hospital.
I stayed with my nan.
Anyway, that was all
a long time ago.
You've been asking for her.
Have I?
Gawd, I must've looked stupid.
Grown man asking for his mother.
It was "Mummy", actually.
Be all those needles they gave me.
They made me feel drunk.
Laurie, you wanted to get dressed
because you were waiting to see her.
GENTLE MUSIC
(painfully) She never came.
TERRI: What about your career plans?
I'm having a baby,
not going to the moon!
I'm still getting used to the idea.
And now everyone knows.
(groans) Unplanned pregnancy,
unplanned announcement.
How's Ben?
Over the top.
He'll make a good dad.
Yeah, that's one thing
we can be sure of.
(both laugh)
Oh, Steph.
I can't claim to know
what you're going through.
Obviously I've made other choices.
Was it hard?
You know, giving up your chance?
It was the hardest thing
I've ever done.
Do you think you'll ever regret
not having children?
I don't know.
I hope not.
I look at May and think what a
lovely legacy she's leaving behind.
Three generations of new life.
You don't have to have kids
to leave a legacy.
That's why you and I work here.
Must've been about five, I suppose.
Seven sleeps, they told me.
Your mum'll be home in seven sleeps.
Well, I remember,
I could count to ten.
So seven went by.
I started to be frightened
to go to bed.
Eight nine(cries)
See, each night I'd wait.
(breaks into sobs)
Sorry, mate.
God, this is embarrassing.
I mean, why now?
Well, we protect ourselves.
If the pain gets too much,
we bury it.
It stays there waiting for something
to make it resurface.
In your case it was a reaction
to all the upheaval.
Did anyone tell you
that your mother had died?
Yeah, later.
Much later.
Well, I suppose they thought I was
too young to understand at the time.
Yeah.
It's hard to know
how much to tell kids sometimes.
Am I alright?
You're fine.
But you might like to, well,
say a real goodbye to your mother.
Maybe a memorial service.
Doesn't have to be anything formal.
Peter?
She'd come back to haunt him
only because no-one ever
helped him let go.
Times were different then.
I'm sure Laurie's relatives thought
they were doing the right thing.
Yeah, of course they did.
We all hope we do the right thing
by our kids.
We just don't know, though, do we?
I mean, look at Laurie.
He's 40 years old.
And all this stuff's
only now coming up.
For what it's worth, I think you're
doing a great job with your kids.
Thanks.
Simon still doesn't know if he
should put Jenny on the family tree.
I don't want them
to forget about Jenny.
You don't forget.
But you do move on.
That's what Simon's
struggling with now.
I'm sorry, I don't mean to be
dumping all my stuff on you.
It's okay.
I want to be there for you.
For all of you.
You are.
TENDER MUSIC
Oh, no.
Look, I'm sorry, Sophie.
Sophie!
JAZ: Thank you. Bye.
Well, folks, that was Maternity.
Mother and daughter
are both doing well.
Thanks.
Terri?
May?
You awake?
Cathy?
It's Stephanie.
Cathy's had her baby.
It's a little girl.
(joyful laugh) That's right.
You're a great-grandmother.
A fantastic great-grandmother.
Forlano.
Professor Craig.
I believe you gave some assistance
to the terminal patient in Ward 17.
Ah yes.
It was only Lasix.
At the nurses' suggestion,
I suppose.
It was my decision.
The nurses felt Lasix might help
(chuckles) Come on.
You don't have to
justify yourself to me.
I don't care what you did
for that dear old lady.
And as far as I'm concerned, you can
roger every nurse in the hospital.
Just don't listen
to their suggestions.
You're the one
that makes the decisions.
Remember that.
It was my decision, sir.
Good.
Wow. So this is what's going to keep
you glued to the tube every night?
The picture quality,
the surround sound.
It's the best purchase
I've ever made.
(clears throat) Whose purchase?
It's Jared's insurance money,
but I chose it.
That's important.
And it's all thanks
to Angie Meadows.
He thinks Angie
was responsible for the robbery.
So do the cops.
They just can't prove it.
You really want to believe in her,
don't you?
I just want to help her
get her life back together.
For whose sake? Yours or hers?
What do you mean?
It seems to me you're in the middle
of a co-dependency relationship.
Meaning?
How does helping Angie
make you feel?
Good. Don't you feel good
when you help your patients?
Yeah, but I don't let them hurt me
like Angie hurts you.
So what do you think I should do?
Let her go.
Get her out of your life.
And what happens to her?
That's up to Angie.
You can't help people who don't want
to help themselves.
But you've got to do it.
DOOR OPENS
Look who's here, May.
Hi, Nanna.
SENTIMENTAL MUSIC
Hello, beautiful.
CATHY: I still can't believe it.
Your mother would have been
so proud.
I've called her Lauren-May.
After you and Mum.
Okay, look what I've got here.
Cathy, May
Nice big grin.
That's gorgeous.
CONNOR: Who's in for Cougars?
Jared, you'll come, won't you?
I could do with a drink.
Brendan?
I thought I'd go home
and write up my notes from today.
I'm going to do
an assignment on this.
Amy, are you coming?
No, I've got a hot date.
Hey!
Hey!
Are you ready?
Yeah.
See you tomorrow.
See ya.
How was your day?
Good.
So, um she's hot for you, is she?
Did you s
Ah, gotcha!
(both guffaw loudly)
Who's the master now, Connor?
Well, I
(everyone laughs)
Luke.
(cool) Hello, Ben.
I hear congratulations are in order.
You heard right.
Ah, there she is.
Practising already.
Look, Ben.
Isn't she beautiful?
Yep, she sure is.
Hello.
(baby gurgles)
Shh-shh.