04x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

♪ ♪

♪ Set me free why don't you, babe? ♪

♪ Get out my life why don't you, babe? ♪

♪ 'Cause you don't really love me ♪

♪ You just keep me hangin' on ♪

♪ You don't really need me ♪

♪ But you keep me hangin' on ♪

♪ Why do you keep a-coming around ♪

♪ Playing with my heart? ♪

Ward B. Down the corridor.

Turn left. Look right. Get a move on.

I wanted everyone moved into
the new wing half an hour ago!

- Bet you're glad to be leaving.
- ♪ Let me get over you ♪

♪ The way you've gotten over me ♪

♪ Hey, hey... ♪

Attention. Would all passengers
please disembark the vessel?

Hey, what are you doing here? Only
passengers are allowed on board.

Elena!

♪ You just keep me hangin' on. ♪

Elena!

Elena!

♪ And now that you've got your freedom ♪

- You glad you've got the night off?
- Yes.

Whoo!

♪ You don't want me for yourself ♪

♪ So let me find somebody else ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Why don't you be a man about it ♪

♪ And set me free? ♪

See you tomorrow at the baby shower.

♪ You're just using me. ♪

- (FIREWORKS ERUPT)
- Ah!

- Wow.
- ♪ Get out of my life ♪

- ♪ And let me sleep at night... ♪
- Oh!

Oh! Are you all right?

- Sorry.
- What's the matter? What's wrong?

What are you doing?

- Leave her alone.
- This is none of your business.

I said, stop!

♪ No, you don't really love me ♪

♪ You just keep me hangin' on. ♪

♪ You think that I don't feel love ♪

♪ What I feel for you is real love ♪

♪ In other's eyes I see reflected ♪

♪ A hurt, scorned, rejected love child ♪

♪ Different from the rest. ♪

What are you doing here?

Shoring up my career.

- So, you've met Dr Patterson?
- I'm trying to.

He's very difficult to find.

He's a dish. That's him.

Oh, Dr Patterson! I'm glad I caught you.

I wanted to talk to you
about my position.

Standing up, squatting,
whatever works for you.

No, no, no. My position
here at the hospital.

I'm Dr Millar. Joan.

Oh, right. You're that one.

What one?

My credentials.

I want to return to work as soon
as possible, after the birth.

I know it's not usually allowed,
but I see no reason why

- I can't be a working mother.
- Agreed.

- Really?
- Look, I spent the last two years

in Vietnam. Women give
birth, they're back

- in the rice paddies the next day.
- I wasn't thinking quite that soon.

You let me know when
you've made up your mind.

- So, you'll take it to the board?
- No, no, no.

I will leave the politics to you.

Love the new maternity wing, Matron.

Can't wait to get into it.

As a patient, of course.

As a doctor.

Returning to work is not an option.

A fact you were well-aware
of, when you fell pregnant.

Enjoy your baby shower.
Lovely day for it.

Oh, Joan. Thank God. I found
her in the Cross last night.

There was a man was chasing her.

I took her home and she's
been vomiting all night.

I don't know what's wrong with her
and I have to open the creche.

- I'll take care of her.
- Thank you.

Her name's Elena, but she
doesn't speak much English.

You all right? There you go. Okay.

Let's sit down this way.

Could be as simple as food poisoning.

It might explain the vomiting.

On a ship, all the way from Italy.

She could have picked up anything.

Ah... she seems afraid.

Apparently, someone was chasing her.

- Should we call the police?
- No polizia! No police!

Elena, Elena, it's all right.

The police, they might
be able to help you.

- No! No! No!
- No, no, it's all right.

Elena... Okay, no, no police.

Okay? No police. I promise.

- Oh.
- Oh.

Are you all right?

(GENTLE MUSIC)

You're pregnant?

Please, I cannot...

the baby, keep.

These documents, once signed,

give the state ultimate guardianship

over the child you are carrying.

Once born, you will leave here

and the child will become
a ward of the state

until such time a suitable
adoptive family is found.

Do you understand?

I don't think she does.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN)

Si.

And here we are in the sewing room,
where we find poor young girls

mending soiled hospital linens.

This strange specimen is Rita.

She's our very own flying nun, but
we like to call her church mouse.

I asked you not to call me that.

Church mouse is one of
our newest inmates.

Her story is a mystery to all
imprisoned in this hellhole,

but we do know that she
shares one thing in common

with all the other girls.

She's a slut.

Whoo! Slut!

Slut! Slut! Slut! Slut!

Slut! Slut! Slut!

Slut! Slut! Slut!

For months on end, the
sluts perform like

trained animals for the Matron.

Whoo!

This afternoon is the official
opening of the new maternity wing.

Some of you will be given the
opportunity to serve the staff

of Kings Cross General,
light refreshments.

In the meantime, you will all
complete your work here with pride

and a keen sense that your
industry is for the greater good.

It will give you time to
reflect on the sorry state

you have got yourselves into

and the possibilities for redemption.

Amen.

Elena.

Elena will be joining you for
the period of her confinement.

(SPEAKS ITALIAN TO ELENA)

Girls, we've got ourselves a wog.

Deborah, your grasp of the subtle

and more nuanced expressions
of our language

leads me to suspect you
would be most suitable

to teach our newcomer
how to speak English.

The idea of getting your camera back

will prove to be a
most useful incentive.

Okay, I want you to say 'slut'.

(WOMEN GIGGLE)

Tada! Isn't he cute?

So I'll have something
to cuddle at night.

Exactly!

- Mmm, so I can impress the panda?
- (WOMEN LAUGHING)

Hey. Sorry I'm late.

I don't know what you've
organised, but I thought

it might be good to have some
free babysitting up your sleeve.

- Thank you.
- Telegram from Annie and Shirley.

Oh, I love telegrams. What does it say?

"Happy baby shower, Joan." Stop.

"Miss you." Stop.

"Wish we could be there."

- (CORK POPS)
- Oh!

- Cheers.
- Cheers!

Cheers.

Next item on the baby shower
agenda is the baby book.

Guess the correct date of birth, its
weight and sex and win the booty!

Ooh, what about height? If he's
anything like his parents...

Or she.

How is Jim?

I haven't heard from him. Have you?

No!

- It's $ to play. Who's in?
- Me!

I'll play.

Who knew Matron could speak Italian?

Maybe she had an Italian
lover who taught her

while he fed her olives in bed.

Matron with a secret lover?
I don't think so.

It's always the quiet ones.

You must be happy to see
the back of Matron.

Hopefully not for long.

I'm planning on returning to work.

Well, have you spoken to Jim about that?

I don't need to speak to Jim.

I'm here. He's not.

So, you're punishing him for leaving?

- Back off, Patty.
- Or is it just me that

- you won't forgive?
- Maybe we should cut the cake.

I made one mistake and if I
could take it back, I would.

This is not the time or place
for this conversation.

What conversation?

You delivered my baby
and you looked after me

and I thought we were friends.

And then, you slept with my husband.

Well, it's been a lovely baby shower.

Thank you.

I think it's time I got going.
So, thank... thank you.

How could you do that?

Martha, don't go. (SOBS)

(FORLORN MUSIC)

♪ ♪

Where is she? Elena, where is she?

I don't know what you're talking about.

- Where is she?
- Let go of me! Let go of me!

- Help! Police! Help me! Get off!
- MAN: Hey, you all right?

What's going on?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

(FORLORN MUSIC)

♪ ♪

(EXHALES)

♪ ♪

People are still after you.

I didn't think you'd come.

I've come to say goodbye.

You're a great dad.

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC)

I'm almost certain they're
Braxton Hicks contractions.

- They're not the real deal.
- You've timed them?

They come and go. There's
no increase in frequency.

- No regularity.
- Baby's sunny-side up.

I'm not due for another three weeks.

And your blood pressure's
on the high side.

Yeah, nothing to do with the pregnancy.

And there's swelling in your feet.

Bit of fluid retention.

It's my first pregnancy.

If I was worried about
anything, I would tell you.

Now, I still want you to stay in
observation, watch your BPs...

You can't afford the bed.

Two hours on the sofa with
a magazine, then. Yeah?

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Martha, hi.

- Sorry, got to run.
- Oh, I came to see Elena.

Martha, wait.

Haven't you ever done anything
you wish you could undo?

I have never betrayed a sacred trust.

What you did was unforgivable!

But you forgave me
before, when I told you.

That's before I knew about Jim.

You kept that from me.

I knew you'd be mad.

It's nothing, compared
to what I'm feeling now.

I was so busy being your stupid
best friend that I didn't think

about the other woman.

Well, I'm that woman now.

I'm a wife, too.

And if you did to me,
what you did to Joan,

I would have scratched
your bloody eyes out.

Oh, Martha. No, I would never do...

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC)

Mrs O'Reilly. How are you?

I'm nervous.

In a few hours, I'll
be holding number six.

Are you in labour?

Oh, no. I'm actually booked in
for a caesarean section today.

- Who's your obstetrician?
- Dr Patterson.

Why did he suggest a caesarean
section? Is there something wrong?

Oh, I don't know. They explained
everything to my husband.

Don't worry, Mrs O'Reilly.
We'll sort this out.

Yeah?

Hi. Mrs O'Reilly's had
five babies vaginally.

I've delivered two of them and
neither of them were complicated.

Well, she's over , she smokes,
has high blood pressure

and a tender abdomen.
They're all risk factors.

Her blood pressure's been
under control with medication

and there's no oedema, there's
no protein in her urine.

You examined her?

She wanted a second opinion.

She doesn't want a caesarean.

You do remember that you don't
work here anymore, right?

Just let her do it the way
she's always done it.

Well, I'll take it under advisement.

- No, you won't.
- No, I won't.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

- Sorry to interrupt.
- No, no, no. We're done here.

When I go into labour, I don't
want that man anywhere near me.

And who's this old biddy?

- Matron.
- Matron, that's right.

And what do we say to Matron when
she asks us to do something?

Eh...

- No bloody way!
- No bloody way. That's right.

You'll get her into trouble.

Cool it, church mouse.

Patty!

You know the man who was
chasing us last night?

He's still looking for you.

Do you understand? We were running.

You and me were running.
No, this is serious.

Someone might be trying to hurt
Elena. You have to keep her safe.

Okay, well, we don't
have to do anything.

You listen to me.

You're going to be here
until your babies are born,

and then they're going
to take them away.

If you don't look out for each other,

you'll be left with nothing.

Oxygen for Mrs O'Reilly.

Kn*fe, please.

Classical vertical skin incision.

Exposing the uterus now.

Retractors.

Is everything all right, sir?

It's a concealed placental abruption.

How's the foetal heart rate?

It's bradycardic, sitting on .

- And Mum?
- Hypertensive.

- We're getting some heart rate up.
- Let's get this baby out now. Pull.

That's it.

The O'Reilly baby?

All seven and a half pounds of him.

How's Mum?

She had a concealed placental
abruption. She could have d*ed.

Andrew was pretty amazing.

Are you checking up on the end result?

You were right.

- I was wrong.
- I know.

I am as shocked as you are.

You should compile a list of
your successful patient records.

Why?

For your return to work
application. I'll have a read.

We can take it from there.
I do not like politics,

but I do like to keep
things interesting.

I don't feel sick.

Why do we have to have check-ups?

Because they're perverts.

You know barbecue tongs?

Yes.

Okay, well, they've got things like
that and they shove them up you and,

yeah, hurts like crazy.

(EXHALES)

You're up, church mouse.

Afternoon, Rita.

My name is Dr Andrew Patterson.

I'll be looking after you
for the next few months.

Gown is behind the screen.
You'll need to remove everything

below the waist, please.

I don't want to.

I'll tell you what,

why don't we skip the
examination for today?

We can chat instead and
no one will be any the wiser.

How does that sound?

Good.

Take a seat.

Any pain?

Anything that doesn't feel quite right?

No, I feel all right.

Good, that's what I like to hear.

What about Stanton House?
Are they looking after you?

Matron's very strict.

Matrons are like that, I'm afraid.

They even boss doctors around, so.

What about your family? Are
they staying in touch?

Do you have anyone you
can talk to, if you need?

The baby's father.

He always listens to me.

Yeah.

What's his name?

God.

God?

As in the big guy upstairs?

Our Father in Heaven.

Wow.

Well, that is one very special package

that you're carrying in there.

I hope you'll let me take
good care of you both.

So, how'd you like the
tongs, church mouse?

Not as much as you.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

- Elena, what are you doing?
- Who was that?

- I have to go.
- Go where?

Elen! Elena!

You can't go yet. He's still out there.

- You're safer in here.
- Elena, (SPEAKS ITALIAN).

I don't know. He looks pretty angry.

Debbie!

Elena, (SPEAKS ITALIAN).

He is cute... for a dago.

- (SPEAKS ITALIAN), Elena.
- (ELENA SOBS)

(SPEAKS ITALIAN).

Elena?

(SPEAKS ITALIAN), Elena.

Elena, was he the man chasing you?

I know you can understand me.

I can't help you, unless
you tell me everything.

Who is he?

Mr Capobianco.

My name is Matron Bolton.
I run this hospital.

Where is my sister?

I'm sorry to have to tell you, but
the doctors have tested your sister

and the results have come back
positive for tuberculosis.

- I want to see her.
- I'm afraid that won't be possible.

TB is a highly contagious infection.

She's in quarantine.

You will be notified when your sister

has been cleared of the disease.
It could take months.

That's not possible.

- Our family has arranged the marriage.
- Well, you'll have to change that.

- No! We have a debt to pay.
- So, she's been sold?

Well, that may well be common
practice in Italy, Mr Capobianco.

But here in Australia,

we do not facilitate the buying
and selling of young women.

Nor do we barge into
hospitals, creating a ruckus.

If I ever catch you in this hospital
again, I will call the police.

Do I make myself clear?

When can I see her, huh?

In six months.

Okay, I will go...

for now.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(UP-b*at MUSIC)

Martha's your best friend.

- You have to make this right, Patty.
- I tried.

You should have seen the
way she looked at me.

I know what I did was bad,
but when I think about

- losing Martha...
- Hey, hey. We have all made mistakes.

I've done some pretty stupid things.

Not like this, you haven't.

- Patty, hey.
- Hey, Mandy.

I'll be late picking up the bub tonight.

Again? Okay.

Got to work.

Why'd you do it?

You don't have to say. I just...

Well, I thought I was in love with him.

But it was just sex,

for Jim, anyway,

that's all it was.

You want to catch up tonight?

I can't. I have things to do.

Maybe tomorrow.

Yeah.

(FORLORN MUSIC)

(KNOCKING)

Enter.

You girls are not to speak
unless you are spoken to.

You'll address all doctors as "sir"

and all female staff as "madam".

You pour tea from the left and
serve food from the right.

You are not to eat or drink anything.

Do I make myself clear?

- Yes, Matron.
- Yes, Matron.

Elena, you understand?

No bloody way.

(CHUCKLES)

I see Deborah has already
commenced your tuition.

After the reception, you
will be responsible

for cleaning and packing
away everything.

Yes, Matron.

I expect, with Dr Patterson now
here now at Kings Cross General,

a new standard in obstetrics
and gynaecology will be set,

ready to take us into the st century.

Matron, I'm not quite sure of that.

No need for modesty, Doctor.

We're well-aware of your triumphs
and successes in Vietnam.

To Dr Patterson.

(APPLAUSE)

I reckon Patterson's going
to shake this place up.

- Really?
- Yeah, doesn't play by the rules.

- You reckon that's a good thing?
- Makes life interesting.

How would it would work, if we
just threw away all the rules?

Maybe not all the rules,
just some of them.

- What rules would they be?
- I don't know.

Don't you ever feel like
doing something spontaneous?

Like what?

Don't you remember that time
we had sex in a cupboard?

Is this about our marriage?

Oh, hold on. I thought we were
talking about breaking the rules.

No, you were talking
about breaking rules.

- Oh, where you going?
- To get a drink.

It's the Queen's birthday.

Offer the doctor some food.

Ahh, my favourite.

Ordered especially.

You have made me a happy man.

Pity you couldn't have
shaved for the occasion.

I don't recall inviting Dr Millar.

What business does she
have with the board?

She wants her job back.

Well, I must inform you that Dr
Millar can be quite bull-headed

- when she sets her mind to something.
- Mmm.

Matron probably counted those.
My guess is that there's ,

one for every year of
Her Majesty's life.

You're one of the new
Stanton House girls.

- How'd you know?
- Because I used to be one of them.

I work here now, at the hospital.

Where's your baby?

I don't know.

I'm not keeping mine, either.

- As long as it's your choice.
- It is.

Good for you.

Want a tip that might make
your time here go faster?

After ten, Matron's usually
had a couple of brandies

and is as good as deaf.

(CHUCKLES)

She leaves a set of spare keys

to the gates in her
bottom, left-hand drawer.

Best time I had here was with
my friends, breaking the rules.

I'd caution against giving Dr
Millar the impression that a

return to work as a single mother
is in the realm of possibility.

Surely it wouldn't be a
problem, would it, Matron?

The board, myself included,
would beg to differ.

I bow to your experience
and insight on this one.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(WATER DRIPPING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(ECHOED HEARTBEAT AND BREATHING)

That one lasted seconds.

Felt like minutes.

I had a list of things I wanted
to happen and a bag packed.

Would you like me to go and get it?

- No! Don't go!
- That's fine. I'm here.

- A lot of bets coming in.
- What's the favourite?

It's definitely a girl, coming
in at six and half pounds.

No, it's a boy and he's a ten-pounder.

Put your money where your mouth is.

Take it out of my purse.

I said some dreadful things.

So, say you're sorry.

Whatever it is, Martha,
I'm sure you and Patty

will sort it out. You've
been friends for this long.

Thank you, husband.

Go find her.

Dr Bowditch? You're required
in the labour ward, room two.

- Nah, I'm not on duty tonight.
- You are now. The ward's brimming.

You might also want to
check in on Dr Millar.

Oh! She's having her baby!

- How dilated am I?
- cm.

- Won't be long now.
- God, I feel sick.

I can't do this. I can't do this.

It's too late. You already are.

Would you like me to get the bath ready?

I don't have time for a bath!

How you going?

It's a shame you're in labour.

We could use with an extra set of hands.

- Sorry to inconvenience you.
- Sure you're okay?

Go! Help someone who needs it!

(PANTING)

Whoo! Three deliveries down,
four to go. How you going?

- Same.
- Ahh, reckon we're going

for the world's record. Over
here. Mrs Ranovic needs

to get to delivery room B now.

She's already at second stage, Doctor.

No time for delivery suite.

- How's Joan?
- Ahh, yeah, she's in charge of it.

Good. I'll check in on
her as soon as I...

No, not sure that's such a good idea.

- Why not?
- Because she said it wasn't.

"I don't want that man anywhere
near me," or words to that effect.

- I'll leave her to you, then.
- No, she kicked me out.

- Ooh.
- (WOMAN SCREAMS IN PAIN)

There's plenty over there
who'll be happy to have you.

Stop touching me. Just
stop touching me. Sorry.

I'm not being too impossible, am I?

Oh, well, it is your first time.

I'm going to listen to the baby.

Here, let me.

He sounds happy.

Doesn't she? Shall I grab Simon?
You must be fully dilated.

Help me change positions.

I want to try squatting.

Okay.

Get your hands off me! Sorry.

(GROANING)

(Son of a Preacher Man Plays)

♪ Billy Ray was a preacher's son ♪

♪ And when his daddy would
visit, he'd come along ♪

♪ When they
gathered around and started... ♪

You really are the
prettiest thing I've seen.

- Thanks.
- I'm glad we met up.

♪ Lord knows, to my surprise ♪

♪ The only one who could ever reach me ♪

♪ Was the son of a preacher man ♪

♪ The only boy who could ever teach me ♪

♪ Was the son of a preacher man ♪

♪ Yes, he was ♪

♪ He was... ♪

I want to check the heart rate again.

♪ Oh, yes, he was. ♪

Heart rate's dropping.

Get Dr Patterson. Hurry!

♪ Bein' good isn't always easy ♪

- ♪ No matter how hard I try. ♪
- Dr Patterson, you have to come now.

Joan's in second stage. Foetal
heart rate is dropping.

♪ He'd come and tell me
everything is all right ♪

♪ He'd kiss and tell me
everything is all right ♪

♪ Can we get away again tonight? ♪

♪ The only one who could ever reach me ♪

♪ Was the son of a preacher man ♪

♪ The only boy who could ever teach me ♪

♪ Was the son of a preacher man ♪

♪ Yes, he was ♪

♪ He was ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Yes, he was... ♪

I can feel cord beside the head.
There's a prolapse, Joan.

- Do a caesarean.
- No, it's too late for that.

I'm going to have to push it out
in the next few contractions.

That is the plan, Dr Millar. Okay?

Is the cord protruding?

No, but it's being compressed.

All right, we're going to get this
baby out really fast now, Okay? Okay?

Please, please, don't let him die.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

You are in the driver's
seat, all right, Joan?

You tell me when the next
contraction is coming

and we will get this
baby into your arms.

- Now!
- Go!

Head protruding.

(GROANING)

Good. Good.

Baby's out. Clamp it.

Get the scissors.

You're doing good. Okay.

(TENSE MUSIC)

- It's all right. It's all right.
- God, please.

♪ ♪

(BABY STARTS CRYING)

(RELIEVED CRYING)

Hey. Hey, it's a girl.

- Thank you.
- What for? You did it all, okay?

I was just following your instructions.

(BABY CRYING)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

Hi.

You just lost $ .

(BOTH LAUGHING)

♪ ♪

Hello, Millar family. Smile.

Beautiful.

About being in your office earlier...

It's water under the bridge.

Time for you to rest.

Yes, Frances.

Take good care of her.

We always do.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

I thought you might
like to say good night.

Thank you.

Hello, darling.

Mummy's just a little bit delirious.

I'll leave you to it.

Here you are, Mrs Ranovic.

Thank you.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

- Certainly snug as a bug.
- Yes, she is.

♪ There'll be no strings
to bind your hands ♪

♪ Not if my love can't bind your heart ♪

♪ And there's no need to take a stand ♪

♪ For it was I, who chose to start... ♪

MAN: Hey! Come here!

♪ I see no reason to take me home ♪

♪ I'm old enough to face the dawn ♪

♪ Just call me angel of the morning ♪

♪ Angel ♪

♪ Just touch my cheek
before you leave me, baby ♪

♪ Just call me angel of the morning ♪

♪ Angel ♪

♪ Just touch my cheek
before you leave me, baby ♪

♪ Just call me angel of the morning ♪

♪ Angel ♪

♪ Then slowly turn away ♪

♪ I won't beg you to stay... ♪

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ You give me mad love ♪

♪ How far can we go? Nobody knows. ♪

Don't worry, I'm... I
am not going anywhere.

Australia... Love is back.

♪ You give me mad love... ♪

I just keep expecting her
to burst through the door

with a big Patty smile.

- She should still be here.
- Yeah.

I need to find out what
happened to Patty.

By putting yourself in danger.

- Get off him!
- What the hell...

Can you really stand there and tell me

that Patty's death makes sense.

Look, that doesn't mean
that she was m*rder*d.

But, what if she was?

♪ You give me bad love... ♪

I'll miss you, Patty.

♪ But I'll take what I get,
I'm starvin' for it... ♪

Amen.

♪ I've never had love... ♪

The best season of Love Child...

- Woo!
- Is just getting started.