04x09 - Episode 9

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Elena!

Her family has arranged the marriage.

Well, you'll have to change that.

No. We have a debt to pay.

So she's been sold.

(CROWD YELLING AND CHEERING)

(THUMP)

- I'm coming back for you.
- Please stay.

I'm going to pay off what
your family owes, fast.

Oh, my god! It's him.

Alan.

Not now.

Your baby's already been adopted.

Alan and Barbara Fitzgerald.

Well, I'm sure they're lovely people.

(DRAMATIC VIOLIN AND PIANO)

Doctor Millar's baby.

Laura? Yes?

I think maybe it's not her baby.

My daughter is dying.

Goodbye my darling.

♪ Now listen ♪

♪ Oh we're steppin' out ♪

♪ I'm gonna turn around... ♪

Ladies! A toast to Vietnam.

All right. To the hardest working
professional, intelligent,

damn sexiest colleagues I
have ever had the pleasure

of sharing a w*r zone with.

Cheers.

- Bottoms up?
- Mmm.

- Whoo!
- Two more, please.

You happy to be home, Nurse Healy?

Happy to be out of

a mosquito-infested mud
pit, Doctor Patterson.

You need a new job. I am always
on the look out for a good nurse.

You'd have access to a fair
few good nurses, I'd imagine.

Not in your league.

♪ Hey, hey, hey... ♪

(SIGHS)

Excuse me, Joan?

Please tell me it can
wait till tomorrow.

This was in your pigeonhole.
Laura's autopsy report.

If there's anything you
need, you let me know.

Thanks.

(QUIET, PULSING MUSIC)

(LOUD MUSIC)

Oh!

- Joan!
- Oh right... I... I shouldn't...

I'm so sorry.

I bet she's one of your good nurses.

♪ Teach me how to fly. ♪

('LOVE CHILD' BY THE SONAR
BAND & ELANA STONE)

♪ You think that I don't feel love ♪

♪ What I feel for you is real love ♪

♪ In others' eyes I see reflected
a hurt, scorned, rejected ♪

♪ Love child ♪

♪ Different from the rest. ♪

Thank God I'm going home today.

I never want to get up this early again.

Elena!

Ed.

Did it.

Got the money. All of it.

Pay off your brother and get married.

ELENA: Oh, I don't believe.

I booked the Registry
Office for tomorrow.

- Not church?
- Nah, nah. We'll be in and out.

It's quicker.

Want to get married
before the baby comes.

Nothing's going to stop us, now.

My brother.

Hey. You square it with
him, we're good, right?

Maybe he give us his blessing.

RITA: This time tomorrow
you'll be someone's wife.

Oh, and my baby will have a papa.

God, that's heavier than I remember.

- You're not leaving right now?
- Yeah.

Dad's on his way so I am out of here.

- God knows, I'm not coming back.
- Will you come to my wedding?

I'll try, but Mum's probably going
to want to take me shopping.

We'll walk you out.

Don't you have bedpans
to clean or something?

See you later, sluts.

(QUIET MUSIC)

- Doctor Bowditch!
- Hey.

- Hey. Thanks for meeting me.
- No worries.

- Your message sounded urgent.
- Yeah, yeah it is.

I'm, uh, getting married
and I need your help.

Oh! How much help?

Need a witness. Somebody respectable
to vouch for me and Elena.

Okay. And yeah, you haven't got a friend

or a brother or anyone else?

No. Not in Sydney.

- And I want to do it tomorrow.
- Tomorrow?

- Yes.
- Oh.

It'd be an honour to have you
stand up there beside me.

Ah, yeah. Happy to help.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Oh, thanks.
- Oh!

- Oh, you're a champion.
- Yeah.

- I'll be in touch.
- No worries.

Well, what was I supposed
to do? I-I couldn't say no.

It's exactly what you should have done

before he asked us for more money.

No, he won't.

He didn't blackmail us, I'm sure of it.

- Then who did?
- I don't...

(FOOTSTEPS)

I need all the maternity files

for the Queen's Birthday
weekend just gone.

- All of them?
- Yes.

Everything you have on any
babies born that long weekend.

Sure.

How are you going without
your partner in crime?

Viv?

Called last night.

Met a bunch of Aussies
the minute she landed

and is having a whale of a time.

She's even planning a
trip to Buckingham Palace

to stake out Prince Charles.

He's a dish, isn't he?

Joan, did you want Laura's file, too?

Yes, please.

Thanks.

- And what is Doctor Millar up to now?
- Just checking on some files.

Matron? Ed caught up
with Simon this morning.

He's not the one that
blackmailed us, was he?

No. He wasn't.

Then why did you say he did?

I said no such thing. You
drew your own conclusion.

So, who was it?

It was the misguided act
of a silly young woman.

That's all you need to know.

Why are you protecting her?

I am protecting your husband, am I not?

When he very nearly k*lled someone.

Doctor Millar?

Ah... I had this terrible
dream last night

where I came to work naked.

That was a dream?

I owe you an apology. I'd had a bit
to drink and was having a reunion.

- A meeting of the minds?
- Mmm.

Did you want to discuss whatever it was?

No. No need. Thanks.

(SUBDUED MUSIC)

(SUBDUED MUSIC)

Deborah.

I've just received a call
from your father's secretary.

He's still on holiday?

Yes.

I don't care. I'm going home.

You still have your final exams

and I assured your
parents you'd sit them.

(GENTLY) Now come inside.

How much are they paying
you to babysit me this time?

Come on.

Miss me?

What happened?

Oh! Dad had to fly to
Singapore on urgent business

and Mum caught some bug on the cruise

so I'm stuck here till she's germ-free.

Oh, your poor mama.

(BAG DROPS TO THE FLOOR)

You can come to my wedding, now.

You can be my bridesmaid. You and Rita.

Wouldn't miss it. Don't suppose your
brother's going to be best man?

(SOULFUL MUSIC)

(KNOCK AT THE DOOR)

You need help with anything?

I imagine you'll see it
at some point, anyway.

Laura's autopsy report.

(READS) "Provisional diagnosis viral
pneumonia and cardiac failure

secondary to ventricular..."

This just confirms our
original diagnosis.

Keep reading.

"Signs of retinopathy.
Tissue cultures ordered.

Macroscopic findings consistent
with congenital rubella syndrome.

Possibly as a result of
maternal exposure in pregnancy."

Rubella caused Laura's heart defect.

I've never had rubella.

So I couldn't have
passed it on to Laura.

I've been going through the files

of the other women who
gave birth that weekend.

One of them must have had it.

And have you found anything?

Look, Joan, you could
have had a cold, a fever.

Not even realised it was
something more serious.

I was healthier than I've ever
been through my entire pregnancy.

Then we'll give you a blood test.

That is the only way that we can prove

whether you had rubella or not.

It's good you'll be able
to come to the wedding.

That's if there's a wedding to go to.

- Is that him?
- Marco!

Marco. I'm Ed. Good to meet you.

Is this why you called me?

We're getting married.

We hoped you'd give us your blessing.

Got the money to cover
what your family owes.

You think this is about the money?

No fighting!

Huh? About the money.

Come on.

- Mate.
- Stop it.

- I don't want to hurt you.
- Hurt me?

Stop it.

- I'll bury you.
- No, Marco! No!

Oh!

- Marco?
- (SPEAKS ANGRILY IN ITALIAN)

You are a disgrace to our family.

Our family sent me away.

Sold me to a man I don't even know.

Watch your mouth.

What they did is not right.

Please. Marco.

- You're my brother.
- You're not my sister.

(CHILLING MUSIC)

I thought the autopsy
would provide answers.

Instead I have more questions.

I'll get this to pathology today.

Results should be in tomorrow.

Why don't you give yourself
the night off, tonight?

Go to the movies or something.

Poseidon Adventure looks like fun.

(KNOCK AT THE DOOR)

Yes?

Oh! We have to stop meeting like this.

- Hi. I'm Fleur.
- I'm Joan.

Excuse me.

Is it cold outside?

- I thought you might be hung over.
- Oh, I am.

Well, I happen to have the perfect cure.

How about we hold that
thought until tonight?

The only time you refuse sex is when
you've already got another option.

I do not have another option. Come on.

Don't tell me you're in love.

Is it that woman? Joan?

What, Doctor Millar?
No, she's a colleague.

Let's catch up tonight.

Right.

You'll live though kissing the bride
tomorrow might be a bit painful.

Thanks, Doc.

Hey, I'm sorry I smacked your brother.

Don't you worry. He'll come round.

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

I had to call Father. I cannot
marry in a Registry Office.

We already have too much bad luck.

I suppose now is as good a time as any

to discuss why the
church should marry you.

We know we're young, Father,

but we love each other and
we want to be good parents.

I understand.

But marriage is hard work

and you have to be convinced that you're
ready to make a commitment for life.

We are.

Love is grand but it
doesn't pay the bills.

- I'll provide for my family.
- On a ship?

Being away for months at a time?

We're moving to Queensland.

There's plenty of work
in the cane fields

and it's cheaper than Sydney.

Queensland? Where is this?

It's North.

It's about two or three days on
the train if we stop in Brisbane.

It sounds so far. How
will I see my friends?

You'll make new ones.

I've got a mate up there who will
put us up and the rent's cheap.

No. No. This is not good.

But I've already paid the first month.

Just like my brother.
Always tell and never ask.

You're comparing me to
your crazy brother?

All right. It seems that you two
still have a lot to talk about.

(CHILLING MUSIC)

- Found what you were looking for?
- Not really.

Is everything okay?

DOCTOR PATTERSON: So, movies or a drink?

Neither.

I've got a hot date with my
sofa and the television.

- Oh, Division Four or Homicide?
- Probably Band Stand.

I've got a thing for Brian Henderson.

Brian Henderson?

MARTHA: Eight..

('I'LL TAKE YOU THERE' BY CYRUS)

Ten...

♪ Oh no ♪

♪ I know a place ♪

♪ Ain't nobody cryin' ♪

♪ Ain't nobody worried... ♪

Yeah I just thought you
know, baby's due any day.

I need a house. I need a job.

I made a decision.

I mean, how can Elena be angry at that?

Well, Martha's always going
cross at me about something.

No, I'm not!

- See?
- Right.

We had to work hard at our relationship.

We could not be more different.

I thought this man and
I are worlds apart,

I must be crazy to fall for him.

But lucky for me Martha's
just a little bit crazy.

Look. When things are stressful,

I just need to respect that Martha
likes to talk about everything.

And Simon likes to
retreat to his "shed".

Really?

I don't actually have a shed it's

more like an internal shed in my heart.

I never even asked Elena
about going to Queensland.

- ♪ Oh, let me take you there ♪
- ♪ I'll take you there ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ Now ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah ♪

- ♪ Ain't nobody cryin' no, no ♪
- ♪ I'll take you there ♪

- ♪ Ain't nobody worried ♪
- ♪ I'll take you there ♪

- ♪ There ain't no, no smilin' faces ♪
- ♪ I'll take you there ♪

♪ Lying to the races ♪

♪ I'll take you there ♪

♪ Oh, no oh ♪

♪ I'll take you there. ♪

♪ I'm callin' for mercy... ♪

You're quiet. What's up?

Oh, I've got a lot on my mind.

I've never known you to be
so serious. What can I do?

You could show me a good time.

- ♪ Let me take you there ♪
- ♪ I'll take you there ♪

- ♪ Oh, I'll take you there, baby ♪
- ♪ I'll take you there ♪

- ♪ I'll take, take, take you there ♪
- ♪ I'll take you there ♪

- ♪ No, no, no, no ♪
- ♪ I'll take you there ♪

♪ I said I'll take you there. ♪

So, where are you off to next?

I don't know.

Well, here's not too bad, is it?

Come on. You're never in
the one place for long.

Ooh.

You've always got an escape plan.

- It is the lady doctor.
- No.

Careful Doctor Patterson.

You might be turning into a grown-up.

Thank you for another
spectacular evening.

Are you serious?

I'll give you a call.

(GENTLE PIANO MUSIC)

Maybe it's a sign from God.

TV ANNOUNCER: Yes ladies
and gentlemen, it's time.

The national leader of the
Australian Labor Party,

Mr Gough Whitlam!

(CHEERING)

(KNOCK AT THE DOOR)

Andrew.

Mmm.

(LAUGHS)

I thought we would start healthy
and go down hill as required.

GOUGH WHITLAM: Men and
women of Australia,

The decision we will make for
our country on December...

Cheers.

...is a choice between
the past and the future,

between the habits and fears...

- It's good.
- Mmm.

I'm not sure about the
health benefits, though.

Oh, please. Years of research.

Was that nurse one of
your research assistants?

We were in Vietnam together.

Distracted each other when we needed to.

- Look at these. What do you see?
- What am I looking for?

They're different.

(GENTLE PIANO)

I don't think the baby I buried is

the same as the baby I gave birth to.

I think we should wait
for the blood tests.

I've been over and over
that report in my head

and then I looked at these photos.

There were so many
babies there that night.

And when I look at these

and they aren't the same child.

I think I always knew
something wasn't right.

I know it sounds crazy but
what if Laura was never mine?

What if my baby's out
there with someone else?

Debbie! Where is Elena?

I wouldn't bother.

What?

She doesn't want to see you.

Oh! Better go change her mind, then.

She said she doesn't love you anymore.

That it was all a mistake.

No way.

She says she's going
to give up the baby,

marry the fruit shop boy and
finally do what her family want.

- No. I don't believe you.
- Ed, forget about her.

Take me to Queensland instead.

What are you doing?

You seriously want to marry a wog?

What's wrong with you?

What? Debbie!

Wait here.

- That. That wasn't my fault.
- I know.

- Why did you do that?
- What?

- Is it because you're jealous?
- Ha, ha.

- Ed kissed me.
- What?

- He was all over me.
- No. You kissed him.

- Did you rip Elena's veil, too?
- Why would I do that?

Because you're a selfish person who

doesn't care about anyone but you
expect everyone to care about you!

I hate you! All of you!

- My hair!
- (SPEAKS ITALIAN)

Let go of my hair!

OTHER GIRLS (YELLING): Fight!

Fight! Fight!

Fight, fight, fight!

No! Eugh!

- Eugh!
- Stop it!

Why are you doing this to me?

(JARRING MUSIC)

(SOBS)

(PULSING MUSIC)

DOCTOR MILLAR: Right.

Can you make sure you put
these all together and...

No sign of rubella antibodies.

You know that this
doesn't prove anything.

Oh, it proves enough.

I want to go over the autopsy results
with the Head of Paediatrics.

Why?

It doesn't change anything.

I'm going to contact the
other mothers who were there

the night my baby was born.

I'm going to bring them in for tests.

What tests?

Joan's bloods show no signs
of the rubella virus.

But the autopsy on Laura does.

Clearly there's been a mistake.

There has. I believe I was
given someone else's baby.

I want to talk to all the
nurses who were in attendance

the night my daughter was born.

Of course. I'll speak to them myself.

Don't worry. We'll get
to the bottom of this.

Good.

DOCTOR MILLAR: Can you get me a
list of all the nurses in attendance

for Queen's Birthday long weekend?

Rest assured, we'll
leave no stone unturned

but do you really believe Doctor
Millar's baby was swapped?

Joan believes it and she has the report.

We all know medical reports
are open to interpretation.

Laura's death most likely had
nothing to do with rubella.

Sometimes, despite our best efforts,
babies die and it is heart-breaking.

Their mothers are consumed
by grief, inconsolable.

Allowing them to fantasise

their children are still
alive does not help them.

I am helping Joan by letting her
deal with this on her own terms.

But that's not practical!

How can she possibly
come to terms with it

if she thinks her baby is still alive?

Is there anything else?

What are you doing?

I retrieved some files
for Joan yesterday

and I noticed a number was missing.

Sounds like careless numbering to me.

I'll just run a check against Admissions

with the birth records for that day.

I'd keep quiet about the
whole thing if I were you.

It only draws attention
to your incompetency.

You and Doctor Bowditch have made
quite a few mistakes, lately.

("MORNING OF THE EARTH"
BY G WAYNE THOMAS, PLAYS)

♪ The forces of the universe ♪

♪ And the elements of space ♪

♪ Conjured up your being ♪

♪ Your size, your time, your shape ♪

♪ You were created ♪

♪ With all the beauty they could call ♪

♪ And earth, you surely are
the measure of them all. ♪

Hey, love.

You look a little lost.

♪ Hallelujah ♪

♪ Your rocks all turned to gold ♪

♪ And your tiny stones to jewels... ♪

(GASPS)

Eugh! Don't! No!

(THUMP)

♪ It was the morning of
the earth Hallelujah ♪

♪ Hallelujah, hallelujah ♪

♪ It was the morning of the earth ♪

♪ From the tallest mountain ♪

♪ To the smallest drop of rain ♪

♪ Each and every thing created ♪

♪ Was of the new world... ♪

(SOBS)

♪ It was the morning of the earth. ♪

DOCTOR MILLAR (ON THE PHONE):
If you could come in

this afternoon, Mrs Parrish,
that would be wonderful.

Thank you. See you then.

I've spoken to all the nurses

and they assure me everything
was done by the book.

There must be another explanation.

We'll see when the tests are done.

I've spoken to the other mothers
and they've agreed to come in.

- A you sure that's necessary?
- I am.

You want to believe
someone swapped your baby

because you want to
believe she's still alive.

Doctor Patterson agrees with me.

I'm afraid Doctor Patterson
is humouring you.

I, on the other hand,
would rather be honest.

Reputations can be ruined very quickly.

You need to come to your senses

before this snowballs into something
even I can't smooth over.

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(CHILLING MUSIC)

You're a patronising arse.

- Excuse me?
- You think I'm crazy.

- What?
- Matron told me.

That is not what I said.

I spoke to Doctor Roberts

and I put a call in to the
Medical Examiner's office.

- Why?
- To make sure.

What of?

That there is no other reason
rubella antibodies would be present.

- You really don't believe me?
- It is not about belief.

It is about the facts.

All right. What do you think?

Want to look nice for the wedding.

Are you listening to
anything I am saying?

She virtually threatened me.

- Us.
- This one for Ed?

I don't want to lose my job, Simon,

but what if there was
a mix-up with Joan?

Shouldn't she know about the file?

Simon, why aren't you
worried about this?

Because I'm just sick to death of
Matron holding this over our heads.

I'm not going to let her do it anymore.

What are you gonna do?

Something I should have done ages ago.

Maybe you should tell Joan
about the missing file.

- Didn't think you'd come out.
- I'm not angry with you.

Debbie.

I should have asked
you about Queensland.

Yes, you should have.

I don't care where we live.
Wherever you want to go.

People say it's beautiful.

It's paradise.

Okay. I want to live in paradise.

Yeah?

- You see the stitching?
- No one will know.

(LIGHT, HOPEFUL MUSIC)

It's beautiful.

(MUSIC TURNS CHILLING)

Thanks for meeting me.
I wanted to say goodbye.

You leaving already?

- Off to Adelaide.
- Seeing the family.

Yeah. Sort of.

You've got that serious look again.

As a nurse, have you ever
experienced a baby being swapped?

As in being given to the wrong mother?

No. Never.

Hey, what's going on?

I don't know. It doesn't matter.

So, will I get to see
you when you're back?

Um... Maybe not. Um...

I'm getting married.

That's why I'm going to Adelaide.

I'm sorry. I should have told you.

We made a pact to get married

if we don't find anyone else
by the time the w*r is over.

- Do you remember that?
- I found someone else.

And I think you did, too. So...

If I were you I'd get a wriggle on.

Don't want to lose all us good ones.

(WATER RUNNING IN THE SHOWER)

Since when do we shower
in the middle of the day?

(HAUNTING MUSIC)

- Deborah!
- Leave me alone.

Oh!

What have you done?

(SOBS) Please!

Oh, dear girl.

- What's wrong with me?
- It's all right. It's all right.

I missed my exam.

It doesn't matter.

But you do.

(SOBS)

- It's all right.
- I'm sorry.

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

Your life is still worth
the bother. I promise you.

I wasn't trying to end it. I just...

You can tell me.

When I met Alan

I thought, someone finally loves me,
cares that I even exist.

Harming yourself is never a solution.

I'm going to arrange a
special dispensation

for you to re-sit the
exams you've missed.

You have a lot more to offer

than you give yourself
credit for, Deborah.

(GENTLE GUITAR PICKING)

(BELL OVER DOOR RINGS)

(SIGHS)

Mate, you don't have to
watch me get shaved.

Oh! No worries.

Hey, thanks again for the
suit. It's a... it's a ripper.

Oh, you've gotta look
good for your big day.

Hey, Ed. I've got something
to tell you, mate.

It was me that ran into you
that night, with my car.

- Yeah, I know.
- You do?

Bits of it came back at the
hospital and I put it together.

And you never said anything.

Oh, there's no point in dragging it up.

And you helped save my life.

- So, are we good?
- Yeah. Yeah, good.

- Joan. Joan?
- I'm not interested.

- Stop it.
- I have done everything I can.

I've tested the other mothers.
None of them had rubella.

I don't know what to think anymore.

I've had another look at the
autopsy reports and your bloods,

and something really isn't right.

- Joan...
- Not now, Martha.

There is a missing file.

One of the June long weekend ones.

Whose is it?

I don't know but I've looked
everywhere and I can't seem

to find it.

(BABY GURGLING)

- Greta.
- What?

Greta. We had our babies
at the same time.

She came in. Her baby had colic.

And I held her.

Oh, my god!

I held my baby.

Greta what? What's her last name?

It wasn't in the file. I... I...

Yeah. Are you sure?

Yes. Yes. I think so.

We'll check again, okay?

("WHEN YOU WALK IN THE ROOM"
BY JACKIE DESHANNON, PLAYS)

♪ I can feel a new
expression on my face ♪

♪ I can feel a glowing
sensation taking place ♪

♪ I can hear the guitars
playing lovely tunes ♪

♪ Every time that you walk in the room ♪

♪ I close my eyes for a second and
pretend it's me you want... ♪

Whoo-hoo!

♪ Meanwhile I'd try to
act so nonchalant ♪

♪ I feel a summer's night
with a magic moon ♪

♪ Every time that you walk in the room ♪

♪ Baby it's a dream come true ♪

♪ standing right alongside of you ♪

♪ Wish I could show
you how much I care ♪

♪ But I only have the nerve to stare ♪

♪ I can feel a something
pounding in my brain ♪

♪ Just any time that
someone speaks your name ♪

♪ Trumpets sound I hear thunder boom ♪

♪ Every time that you walk in the room ♪

♪ Every time that you... ♪

ED: No! Hey!

- (THUMP)
- Eugh!

♪ Walk in the room ♪

♪ Every time that you... ♪

(SLAM)

(ELENA PRAYS IN HER MIND, IN ITALIAN)

(QUIET MUSIC)

(SOUND OF SEWING MACHINES)

(FORLORN MUSIC)

(WEEPS)

Doctor Millar. Doctor Patterson.

I have reason to believe that
on the night my baby was born

there was a mix-up and my
baby was swapped for another.

- That's a very serious allegation.
- And not one I make lightly.

I want to find my baby

and I want the Board to
support my investigation.

Well, I assume you have evidence.

Blood tests suggest that Joan may
not have been Laura's mother.

There is also a missing file
for a woman named Greta.

She had her baby the same night I did.

Are you accusing the hospital
of some sort of cover-up?

I just want to find my baby.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(KNOCKS AT THE DOOR)

Yes?

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

We have a problem.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

I know this is going to sound crazy.

I think Amy... is my daughter.

There was a mix up.

♪ But I can't help fallin' for you ♪

In the emotional season finale.

♪ Yeah, I can't help fallin' for you ♪

Will Joan get her baby back?

I've got no choice.

If you try and snatch that
baby, you will be locked up.

The must see conclusion.

You knew about the baby
swap. That is criminal.

Prove it.

You knew a mistake had been
made and you covered it up.