02x05 - One of Those Days

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I need someone in my life I didn't get up
to hold me tight Someone to make me feel

Make me feel alright Somebody help me,
yeah Somebody

help me now Won't somebody
tell me what I've done wrong

I know it's a hospital, but Matron doesn't
like blood all over the place.

You should be in casualty, not surgery.

Right.

Casualty, you say?

Yeah.

Accidents and emergencies are seen in
casualty by whoever's available.

What's happened anyway?

They've been fighting.

This time of the morning?

Exactly what I said.

Watch where they're dripping.

A matron will be after you.

Take them through.

Come on, you pair.

Use your hankies.

Is he in yet?

I had another dizzy spell this morning.

Take a seat, Mrs Lyon.

Surgery doesn't start for five minutes.

It's related to the chest pains I've been
having here and here.

Quick, where's Dr Wetherill?

What's the problem?

What do you think, girl?

Look at her.

She's going into labour.

There is a queue here.

My wife is having a baby.

And I'm having pulmonary hypertension.

Dr Wetherill's out on a call.

You'd best go through to maternity.

Where is maternity?

Actually, you'd better wait here.

I'll get someone.

Come over here.

Morning.

Morning.

That looks good.

I assume it was a full wash and set you
stayed in before.

I just didn't feel like meeting for a
drink last night, that's all.

The other weekend was great.

At least I thought so.

Look, if I've done something wrong,
please say.

Your light, Sir Hope.

It was my first one.

Oh, she will be.

What ailment is it today, I wonder?

No dogs in here, please.

You know that.

He doesn't like being left in the car.

Then time to a railing.

This is a doctor's surgery, not a vet's.

There's blood here.

Yeah, I'll send them through to casualty.

Then get it cleared up.

Now, Dr Cheriton, would you have a look at
Mrs Cooper there?

Dr Wetherill's not in yet.

Of course.

Hello, Dr Cheriton.

What seems to be the problem?

I don't believe this.

My wife's nine months pregnant and going
into labour.

Better come with me, then.

Oh, nice job.

Take that, Alan.

Thanks, Ken.

Doesn't the tea break usually come after
you've done some work?

Anything we can do for you, Mr Harper?

Yes, you can take those off the walls.

Oh, they're only a bit of fun.

You're in a hospital, not the factory
floor.

I want them down, please.

While you're here, Mr Harper, we've got
some faulty wiring in the building.

Lights keep blowing, and I thought,
with Mr Middleditch being away,

I wondered whether or not you could
authorize me to get an electrician in.

Some relative of yours, no doubt.

Not necessarily, but it does need doing.

I'll decide that.

If it does, the job will be put out to
competitive tender in the proper manner.

So the baby's coming, is it, Doctor?

Not immediately, but you're right to bring
your wife in.

Sorry, John.

I used your surgeries.

Mrs Cooper is one of yours.

Yes, of course.

Hello, Jane.

Hello, Doctor.

Can I have a word?

Yeah, sure.

You can stop fussing now, Bill.

Doctor Weatherall knows what she's doing.

I don't think any chap will think I am
fussing.

She'd have brought you in last night,
like I said.

Well, if we'd have done everything you'd
have said, I'd have put me in an isolation

hospital from the moment that you was
pregnant.

Yeah, fair enough.

Are you all right?

Shall I call them back?

No, it's just labour pains.

It's natural.

She seems on duty anxious.

Well, an elderly primate, first baby at


Well, my beans.

They've both been so anxious throughout
the whole pregnancy.

David, your lights are up.

Well, blood pressure's fine and your heart
muscles are in excellent shape.

Well, I felt a definite twinge and then I
nearly fainted.

Pulmonary hypertension, you say?

If I didn't know better,
I'd say you were

looking up symptoms
in a medical dictionary.

Well, I didn't imagine the pain.

Well,
if you smoke 30 cigarettes a day,

you're bound to feel a bit chesty,
aren't you?

But there's nothing I can do about that,
is there?

All I can say, Mrs Lyons, is...

stop smoking.

Easier said than done.

Can you tell Lizzie to send in the next
patient, please?

Door.

Why agree with him for once?

A man your age shouldn't be ogling girly
forters.

I won't mind, was I?

They were all in the zoo.

It's a typical harbour, he's power mad.

He's supposed to dictate everything.

You were in here this morning,
clocking everything I did.

It gives me shivers.

I know, it creeps up on you like a nasty
little toad.

The other day, he asked his to bridge it
if you'd help me get the job.

And if I was properly qualified.

No, did he?

I took a message for him earlier.

The District Health
Authority saying he could

have the meeting he'd
requested this evening.

He's requested a meeting.

What's he up to?

Well, your nose isn't broken, Harry.

The bleeding's almost stopped.

This is Peter Williams.

He's got a nasty head wound.

How exactly did it happen?

They won't say.

They worked together on a farm in
Ilkeston.

The farmer's wife called us because they
were fighting and brawling in the yard.

It looked like a hell of a scrap.

The churns were overturned,
milk was everywhere,

and a Land Rover
windscreen was smashed.

How did this happen, Peter?

It don't matter.

Excuse me, we're not asking you just to be
nosy.

It's important.

Was the cut caused by a blow to your head?

Were you hit with something?

No.

No, I wasn't.

OK.

The nurse will put some stitches in
shortly.

OK.

Before I go back to surgery, I'd like to
know what's going on.

This isn't the time to discuss it.

So there is something, then?

If a patient needs stitches...

Everything's fine.

We're getting on great.

Then for no reason, no reason at all that
I can think of, you become... I don't know.

I think I'm pregnant, David.

Three days isn't long.

Maybe you're tired.

Been working too hard.

I know my own body.

I'm practically never late.

But we've always been so careful.

Not quite always.

Remember?

Nurse Taylor?

Yes, Matron.

I'm doing it now.

Second time this week that light's gone.

Hopkirk must be getting foreign bulbs on
the cheap or something.

No.

It's like he says.

This wiring needs seeing to.

Can't you give us something more for the
pain?

Well, we have to be very careful at this
stage.

She seems particularly nervous.

Is there any reason for that?

We met a few years ago.

We were both surprised we made it off.

We didn't think about having kids.

We were just happy being together.

I see.

Then we decided to try for a baby,
complete the family.

It was... It was
a late decision.

Which became a bit of an obsession,
did it?

My fault.

When she didn't get pregnant, maybe I...

...let me disappoint her too much.

And when she did fall pregnant,
it all became too important.

If something was to go wrong, it'd be Jane
I'd want you to put first.

Well, don't worry.

I'm sure it won't come to that.

I've seen you and Harry in the local pubs
drinking together, haven't I?

Just stitch me head, please, and we can
go.

Come on, Harry.

I gather you pair were maids.

What's the matter?

That's between me and him.

Frank, hold on.

That was a nasty cut.

Sorry.

What did you say?

I've finished stitching.

You can go now.

What are you talking about?

Peter, are you OK?

What's happening?

What am I doing here?

Sit down, please.

I'm just going to shine a light in your
eyes.

A grumbling appendix and a troublesome
bunion.

I sometimes wonder whether it's worth my
time doing a list here.

You mind?

It leaves time for an early lunch and 18
holes.

I can't remember.

Do you play?

Oh, you should.

Golf's a great way of getting away from
women.

Wives can't nag you when you're out on the
links.

Not that you have that problem.

Yes.

It's very important, Harry.

Was he struck on the head?

Come on, Harry.

The nurse needs to know.

Yeah, all right.

Yeah, he was.

What with?

I hit him with a shovel.

But he started it.

Never mind who started it.

Was he unconscious at all?

He went down.

He might have been out for a few seconds.

Well, he's all right, though, isn't he?

Have you finished in here, nurse?

Mr Rose has arrived for theatre.

This young man's had a blow to the head.

He's very drowsy.

I've just checked his eyes.

His pupils are unequal.

Stay with him.

I'll get one of the doctors to have a
look.

How soon after medical school did you get
settled down and get married?

Left it as long as possible.

Played the field.

Good old days.

Waited till I was firmly established.

Once you were memsob and brat,
sinto, life's not your own.

Excuse me, Mr Rose.

I need to borrow Dr Cheriton.

Not for long.

Keen to get on, Matron.

Keen to get on.

A staff nurse tailor needs a doctor in
casualty.

You're all right, isn't he?

Get you some help.

The maternity bed's prepared.

Thank you.

Take over, will you, sister?

You're not leaving, surely?

You just need to pick from every one of my
colleagues.

You're in good hands, Jane.

Midwife and a doctor.

Careful.

I need a word when I've got a minute.

Doctor.

Looks like a brain hemorrhage.

I'd say he's bleeding from the middle of
the meningeal artery.

The problem is the blood rapidly raises
the intracranial pressure.

Shall I call an ambulance?

Get him into Ashfordly?

It's dangerous to move him.

What he needs is burr
holes through his skull

to relieve the pressure
and stop the bleeding.

Otherwise, he's a goner.

Can't you do it?

You need a neurosurgeon.

Call Sewell.

At Ashfordly.

He'll come over.

Hey, you did extremely well to pick up on
that.

You'd be in real trouble if you hadn't.

Thanks.

Look, I'm sorry... Hey,
don't worry.

We'll talk later.

Get Peter ready for theatre.

I'll arrange the anesthetics.

You've only got an hour or two at most.

Putting the kids to bed last night,
they asked me how you were.

I felt terrible because...

because I'd forgotten to mention you.

But there are only so many ways you can
say that.

Mum is no different.

She's still... sleeping.

They did these for you.

It's a dinosaur.

And...

The sun.

Very good.

What happened... between us?

I really am sorry.

Sorry is such a banal word...

to describe such a mix of emotions.

I've never been very good at expressing my
feelings.

Sorry.

I know that you were unhappy for a very
long time.

Me... the kids...

we just never seem to be enough for you.

Is that why you packed your bags and left
us?

Without a word?

Your lights are up.

A report?

What about?

Well, he obviously didn't
want me to see it, but from up

ladder and upside down,
I'm sure I read your name on it.

You read my name?

He saw me looking, put it in his filing
cabinet and locked it away.

A patient to come through from Casualty
Island.

An emergency.

Right.

Midwife agrees.

The baby is lying in an awkward position.

And if that head doesn't engage,
she will need a seizure.

And you want me on anesthetic?

Well, I value your opinion as well.

The parents are incredibly worried it's
the first baby.

And, as you know, elderly prims can be
quite problematic.

Yes, well, not as problematic
as elderly women who read

about pulmonary hypertension
in medical dictionaries.

Come on.

Please explain to Mr Sewell what I told
you.

He'll need his burr hole cutting drill.

It's OK, Peter.

We'll be taking you through very soon.

OK.

You're doing fine, June.

Thank you.

Are you going to operate, Doctor?

No, not at this stage, Mr Cooper.

I'd say the head was passing through the
pelvic inlet.

Yes, seems to have engaged now.

Well, it's too late for a seizure.

Just let nature take its course for now.

You look tired, Gordon.

Sorry, I'm frankly... tired, yes.

Doesn't having Adri help with the children
help a little bit?

Who pays out much use
in the middle of the night

caring for young children
crying for their money?

Well, I... I don't know what to say or do
anything to make it worse.

But you do know, don't you?

Thanks, child.

One of your patients phoned in wants to
see you urgently, Doctor Amorad.

Uh-huh.

Good.

Mrs Lyons, she got home, had another of
her funny turns.

Yes, well, there's nothing remotely funny
about that woman.

Oh, she asked for a home visit,
put the phone

down,
said she felt too faint to talk any more.

h*-h*-h*.

Here, baby.

That idiot woman on the switchboard at
Ashfordly's just phoned back.

And?

She said she'd forgotten that Mr Sewell's
at a conference in Leeds today.

There's no neurosurgeon within miles.

Mr Rose?

Yes?

Silverway, we have to operate ourselves.

Have you ever observed burr holes,
Sheridan?

Once a guide.

Have you ever performed one?

She'll need a dentist handpiece and a
drill.

I think we have one in store.

We have to drill two or three holes
through the skull to release the blood.

I shall be within fractions
of an inch of delicate

brain tissue, the slightest misjudgment,
and he's dead.

The highest levels of professionalism are
demanded from all involved.

He'll be dead in less than an hour if it
isn't done.

Quicker than that if we get it wrong.

He won't die, will he?

I'm not a doctor, I don't know.

God, it'd be my fault.

Would they... would they do me for m*rder,
do you think?

When a Peter dies, you'll certainly face
serious charges yet.

Just pray it doesn't happen.

Ben, go to my afternoon on the golf
course.

I just hope they can find that drill.

It's got to be in here somewhere.

Can't we just get one sense over from
Ashfordly in a taxi?

Oh, it's too late.

Hang on a minute, Ken.

What's this?

I don't know what the doctor ordered.

There, I can see it.

Get it thoroughly sterilized and get it to
Mr Rose as soon as possible.

Right.

Oh, no, not again.

It's that wiring in the old fuse box.

It's never been redone.

Then I suggest you show me out and deal
with it later, Ken.

Any calls for Dr Chariton or Mr Rose,
just take messages, Lizzie.

Emergence is put through to me.

We should get them through, Mr Rose.

Yes, yes, go on.

Did you say you'd observe one of these
being carried out at Guy's?

Good.

Good.

We need the odd powwow along the way.

Hi, Charlie.

I thought you were too weak to get up,
Mrs Lys.

I'm a bit better now, but I had another of
those dizzy spells.

My vision went quite strange.

Well, I'm not coming in unless you'll look
that crazed mutt of yours, boy.

He's a purebred pedigree as well you may,
Doctor.

Hook-shaped incision.

Swab.

Clip.

And skin hooks.

I shall now retract the anterior and
posterior skin flaps.

Aha.

Note the boggy temporalis muscle within
the right place.

Can you stop him barking, please?

That's what dogs do, Doctor.

Bark.

How many fingers can you see?

One.

He only barks at people he doesn't take
to.

How many now?

Two.

Exactly.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Yeah, sir.

I suppose so.

It's for you.

Thank you.

The ambulance phones have been called to
an incident.

A chap's trapped under a dinghy in El
Simbi water.

He may need on-the-spot resuscitation.

South side of the lake, sir.

Yep.

Yes, I'm on my way.

Right.

I've got an emergency.

So just take a couple of aspirins and see
if it settles down.

If you could just get me past your dog,
sir.

Middle meningeal artery must be ruptured
somewhere here.

I shall make the first hole here to
relieve the pressure.

Is that the diameter you used last time?

Don't record exactly.

Only done it once.

That was in Korea.

This is stupid.

The whole thing was stupid.

Was it over a girl or something like that?

Why, what's been said?

Oh, nothing.

Look, I've been round long enough to know
that a good maids fall out.

It's usually over women or money.

I wasn't mad about her.

He knew that.

When I told him that she'd gone off me,
he sympathised.

Then last night I went past her house and
he was in there with her, snogging.

I didn't sleep.

So I had it out with him this morning and
he laughed at me.

There was a bit of pushing and shoving but
he hit me first and then it all went off.

He threw a churn at me and
I... I picked up a shovel and...

I never meant to k*ll him.

I just want him to be all right,
you know?

Please, God, don't let him die.

Please don't let him die.

We're doing all we can.

He's still with us?

There.

Maybe try a quarter of an inch left and
down.

Matron sent me to get someone in to rewire
right away.

I want to help Matron to become a
qualified electrician.

I'll have a look.

I'll lead people around in at least three
written quotes before proceeding.

Well, that'll take forever.

I can't see the artery bleeding.

Too close to the artery could rupture it
completely.

Let's compromise.

I suppose one of your cousins put this
fuse box in.

Was here long before my time.

Still, there doesn't seem...

Oh,

no.

I hope I remember how to do all this.

What are you doing?

Baby,

do you understand me now?

Sometimes I feel a little mad.

But don't you know that no one alive can
always be an angel?

When things go wrong I seem to be bad.

I'm just a soul whose intentions are good.

Oh, Lord, please don't let me be
misunderstood.

Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree.

With a joy that's hard to hide.

And sometimes it seems that all I have to
do is worry.

And then you're bound to see what others
have to say.

I'm just a soul whose intentions are good.

Oh, Lord, please don't let me be
misunderstood.

His heart's racing a bit.

Not surprising, is it?

Not my heart, my shoulder.

I think he's broken my collarbone,
the idiot.

Oh, wonderful.

Thanks very much, Ken, for saving me life.

Ken's right, you know, Mr. Harper.

You've got a lot to thank him for.

You feel this?

Right, well, we'd better get you into
X-ray.

Matron, could you sort that out for me?

I'm needed back in maternity.

Yes, I'll tell the radiographer.

Who?

The radiographer.

Can you manage your own way to casualty,
Mr. Harper?

Or would you like a wheelchair?

Oh, no, don't worry about that,
Matron.

I'll... Sorry.

Thank you.

Come on.

I'm through the skull.

Removing the bur drill.

Blood should now flow out, releasing the
intracranial tension.

And there she goes.

Well done.

Well done.

We're not out of the woods yet.

We have to tie this artery off next clip.

What's keeping them?

We're short of stuff.

We need more resources here.

No problem.

Time in motion.

Matron could have done this herself.

Matron's got the whole hospital to run.

She can't waste time on routine X-rays.

I'm going to have to leave you to it,
I'm afraid, because

according to your new roster,
I'm on my lunch break.

How is it?

Not good.

OK.

Continue with the cardiac massage.

I'm going to try and ventilate his lungs
with an endotracheal intubation.

Can you get some oxygen?

Shirley, you must know what's going on.

Next of kin are always told first.

His parents have been phoned.

They should be on their way.

What do you mean, next of kin?

Why?

Is he dead?

Is he?

Oh God, I've k*lled him, haven't I?

I've k*lled Peter.

His mum and dad will hate me.

Everybody will hate me.

He's still in theatre.

They're still operating.

That's all I can tell you.

How long was he in the water?

Not sure.

It's been half an hour since we pulled him
out.

Well, he can be lucky with drowning.

His heart might still be functioning.

Pupils fixed...

and dilated.

There's nothing more we could have done.

Might have.

If I got here sooner with you,
I wouldn't... connect the oxygen with you.

Dr. Omerod, that German girl phoned up,
but was in a bit of a state.

What German girl?

The one that looks after your kids.

No.

Her name's Adri.

She's Dutch.

What about her?

I'd say she's Mr. Buss and can't pick the
children up after school.

Damn.

Where was she calling from?

It was a phone box, I think.

No, no, no.

I don't mean...

You are totally useless, Lizzie.

Sorry?

You gave me the wrong directions.

I wasted half an hour.

The result was a man may have died
unnecessarily.

Don't you realise that in cases like this,
every minute counts?

Oh, no.

Mr. Harper for x-ray?

At last.

I've been waiting an hour.

We've had emergency
brain surgery in the theatre

and there's a difficult
birth underway in eternity.

A sore shoulder's fairly low on the list.

This way.

Jacket off, please.

Take care of this, will you?

You can't blame yourself.

I can.

It's all my fault.

I'm totally useless.

I can't work here any more.

What are you doing in here, Alan?

I believe Bob's gone again.

Oh.

Well, that's another one that doesn't need
doing.

Mr. Harper's waiting for his x-ray
results.

He was asking for his jacket.

Right.

I suppose it's been a bit of a shock for
you.

Nurses of all people aren't supposed to
get themselves into these messes.

You needn't be a mess, Meryl.

I want you to know I'll stand by you.

I'll fully accept responsibility.

Responsibility?

You make it sound like some crime's been
committed.

You didn't mean it like that.

I don't want you doing anything without
some sense of duty.

This is a baby we're talking about,
not some higher purchase agreement.

A pregnancy affects both our futures.

I'm aware of that.

I'm trying to explain I feel everybody's
involved in this as you do.

I don't want you to just heroically stand
by me.

I want complete honesty.

So think things through properly before we
talk again.

Trouble is, I haven't forgiven you for
that Mallorca stunt you pulled.

It was his own fault.

Anyway, he can't be reporting me for that,
so what's he up to?

Well, you know sometimes
when things needed to be mended

quickly and you put in some
phony quotes for the job?

Alan, have I had to wait
for three different plums to

quote each time we had a
bird's bite with the vaticulos?

The hospital, he knows that.

Yeah, but Harper's found the quotes.

They're in his file.

Along with a list of names of all your
relatives who've actually done work here.

So he's going to take that to the
authority.

And I'm going to get the b*llet for taking
the mickey.

The fact is I saved this place thousands.

The favors I get from folk round here,
I want you

to just take the file when
you have the chance.

Mr Bridget turned up.

Listen, why don't you talk to him?

Explain why you did it.

He may listen.

You have just saved his life.

How is she, do you know?

You're nearly there, Mr Cooper.

Nothing's broken, I'm glad to say.

Just heavy bruising.

Well, I'm sorry about that.

My only thought was to save you.

Indeed, and I'm grateful.

It does seem that the prompt action you
took probably saved me from electrocution.

Well, anybody would have done it.

Thanks, I'll say.

Look, I know you and I have had our
differences.

And I'm aware that the correct procedure
is to get in three different quotes.

And to be honest, I have,
on occasion, sometimes

cut corners just to
speed things up a bit.

But the hospital has always benefited and
got good workmanship at a reasonable price.

I don't think the authority
always appreciates just how

hard it is to get workmen
in rural areas like these.

I view any breach of procedure as a
serious matter.

Falsification of quotes
and dishing out jobs

to friends in relations
are serious matters.

The authority has a right to be informed.

I intend to do that.

Please!

You're doing fine, Jane.

Just keep pushing.

OK, Jane, go for it.

This fetal distress, the heart rate's down
to just over 60.

I think the baby may be strangled by the
cord.

And I notice what look like traces of
meconium in the birth canal.

Right, we need to get the baby out as soon
as possible.

Get her ready, would you?

If I'd known it was going to be like this,
I never would have led.

We may need to use forceps.

And she will need stitches afterwards.

The baby may be at some risk, I'm afraid.

I told you I wanted to put Jane first.

Can you not just carry her to Caesarian?

Not to the stage, no, it's too late for
that.

If the school phones tell them,
I'm on my way, please.

Of course.

Can I have a word?

This is the chap who phoned me about the
drowning incident.

We'd been given the wrong directions too,
Doctor.

I passed them on to Lizzie.

It wasn't her fault.

I didn't think to tell you at the time.

I see.

Then I owe you an apology.

I'm sorry?

Okay.

But there's someone here to see you,
I'm afraid.

Say she's seen strange floating curtains
in front of her eyes now.

Look, I'm late.

If the silly woman can't see, tell her to
get a white stick.

I'll make a complaint about this.

What did he say about a white stick?

I think he said he had a patient who was
very sick.

I'll get someone else to see you,
Mrs Lyons.

You said you wanted complete honesty.

Well, the honest truth is, it hasn't
totally sunk in.

We need to think things through.

There's a lot to be considered for both of
us.

Like?

Well, for a start.

Is this the right moment in our lives?

In our careers?

Your career, you mean?

Has it even occurred to you,
David, that having

a baby might not suit
me in my career either?

Of course it has.

That's what I was saying.

I've allowed a patient
in reception who's likely

to sue us if she doesn't
see a doctor immediately.

Yes, ma'am.

OK, the baby's head's crowning.

The call's definitely on the baby's neck.

We need to get him out now.

Keep pushing, Jane.

You're nearly there, Jane.

You're blowing through both eyes now?

It's like thick knit curtains.

Mrs. Lyons, I'm going to send you to our
eye specialist at Ashfordly.

When will that be?

I have to get someone to look after
Charlie.

I'm sending you now.

We'll contact a neighbour about your dog.

Excuse me a minute, will you?

Maytree?

I want the ambulance to take her in
immediately.

What's wrong?

Severe bilateral retinal detachment.

I'll contact James at Ashfordly.

He'll need to operate at once.

Shouldn't it have been picked up earlier?

Probably.

Argh!

That's it.

Well done, Jane.

Well done, Jane.

Well done.

Clamps.

Don't suck up.

Don't do it.

I want to see the baby.

I want to see the baby.

Please!

Please!

What's wrong with my baby?

What's wrong?

I want to see the baby.

All right, Jane.

It's not smoking.

No heartbeat.

Oxygen.

Jane, please!

All right, Jane.

One moment.

The artery is tied off and the haemorrhage
is controlled.

All indications are there's no brain
damage.

It's all right, Peter.

You're in hospital.

Look who's here to see you.

Dad.

Good.

Good.

You have five minutes.

Don't tire him.

I'll call back for you.

He's extremely lucky.

The prognosis is good.

He'll be in for some time, though.

Thank God.

So what happens now?

To me, I mean.

Well, Peter might decide to press charges
for as*ault.

Or he may think he's lucky to be alive and
leave it at that.

Can I go and say sorry to him and his mum
and dad?

I just hope that you'll both learn a big
lesson from this business.

Off you go.

My baby!

My baby!

Why me?

Jane, it's okay.

It's okay.

It's not his fault.

He's right, Jane.

Look, should we take him for a while and
then we can give him a wash and then maybe

you can... You can say your
goodbyes could probably, can't you?

Can't you?

Can't you?

Love is the child.

Where'd you go?

Come on.

Panic over.

What?

I was just late for once, that's all.

So you're not?

Bet you're mightily released.

Not in time.

Believe it or not, I was beginning to warm
to the prospect of being a dad.

Well, I feel like I've won the football
pools.

Want to see a celebratory drink later?

Actually, I won't.

I have a few things to catch up on.

Suit yourself.

Well, that's the kid sorted out.

What next, I wonder?

Mrs. Lion's back with her fifth funny tale
of the day.

Well, actually, Gordon, Dr. Cherison
informs me that a patient of yours nearly

lost her sight today because you wouldn't
take her seriously.

What?

And you've reduced Lizzie to floods of
tears without checking the facts.

Look, Gordon,
I know that you've got problems, but

I really think that you
need to sort yourself out.

The little bird that somebody sent

He flies so high up in the sky I'll greet
each of you tonight

Have you known what's happened before?

He's dead.

It's no one's fault, you know.

I apologise to Lizzie.

Mrs Lyons is a tricky patient,
but you're right.

I failed her.

Well, it could have been worse.

Ashfordly have saved her sight,
so she'll be fine.

Gordon, I'm sorry.

It's been a bit of a lousy day all round,
really.

The, erm...

The baby was stillborn.

Poor parents are absolutely devastated.

God, no.

Sister Brigid, they're waiting.

Yes, Daffys.

Thank you, Lord.

It's in there now, he's got it.

Meaty.

How stupid.

I should have burnt the blooming thing.

I'm sorry.

Not a problem.

An old trick.

Come here.

I'll have the back removed, just in case
we ever needed access.

He's never even noticed.

You've got the evidence from his file.

What's he got in there now, then?

Mr Hopper, when you're ready.

Mr Hopper.

This is extraordinary.

I could hardly believe it.

Sister, we can't thank you enough for
this.

It's not me.

It's hadn't cold water, you have to thank.

I've heard of it before.

No one knows why it happens.

Five years in medical school,
two years as a houseman,

and all you need to do
is dip the baby in water.

Well,
apparently it's an old Irish midwife's

tale,
but it's pretty humbling all the same.

Well, not quite as humbling as missing two
detached retinas in one patient.

Gordon, you are a first-rate doctor,
you know you are.

You're a good father and you're a decent
man, it was just that...

Well, differing demands on you came into
conflict today, that's all.

Maybe.

You know...

I'm never happier than when I'm just
quietly with you.

It helps.

Well, things move on, don't they?

Well, things do change, and so...

Who knows?

One day.

One day.

Who knows?