04x02 - Don't Stop Me Now

[bunniefuu]

I don't think I'm gonna last a day.

So you understand that you're on

probation now for a full year

and that your conduct is subject

to continual review
and monthly drug testing?

Can I get you a glass of water?

You seem overexcited.

Why aren't you? Of course I'm excited.

There's a very, very big
drink coming our way.

Let's endow this deal
with the generosity of spirit

that it deserves!

A sealed road to the cemetery

would be an enormous benefit

to the entire community of Whyhope.

But that prune-faced, hippie
cow Green Annie is holding out.

See, that's our little
block in the road.

Then we can talk about your road again.

May all our roads be
smooth trails from now on.

That's way over my head, Meryl.

Just keep the lunch box.
It'll remind you how to vote.

Listen, I've told Matt,
coming back here,

it's only to do with the book.

That's what I'm saying.
It's all gonna be okay.

- Absolutely, it is.
- Because I'm here to stay.

They still want to purchase the
Knight Cartwright cardiac unit,

but they're going to
relocate it to another town.

Since Hugh put in his own money,

you're now a rich man.

I will never, ever forgive you for this.

Sorry, um,

my head's still in the front
bar of the Settler's Tavern.

Did you say that my share
of the sale of the clinic

just pays off the entire farm debt?

Obviously, you've been
picking away at the principal

all year, which is really helpful.

- So nothing left over?
- Not nothing.

Ugh!

All right, all right.
Let's get on with it.

I'll transfer the final payment now.

New computer, I see, Glen.

Glad to see my troubles have
a silver lining for some.

Indeed they did.

Oh, I see. Sarcasm.

All done.

Right.

Say hello to Meryl for me.

You know I can't do that, mate.

Look, it was all a
terrible misunderstanding.

"No" is a pretty simple
word to understand.

Stay away from Mom. It's an AVO.

Of course.

She'll know I was
thinking of her, though.

Is Charlie any good?

Oh, I liked her first book.

The women had all the good
lines, which was refreshing.

Maybe I'll come along to the reading.

Well, you should.
Everyone will be there.

Mm. Where else would they go?

Good morning, Eliza.

How lovely to see you.

She's one, Betty.
She can barely say "ga."

I've decided to speak to her as an equal

so she'll learn not to feel
diminished as a woman.

Well, here's how she
won't be diminished...

I've just paid off the entire
debt on her inheritance.

Oh, what's happening here, Eliza,

is your dad is deflecting
a conversation about you

towards himself.

Hugh?

You have a minute?

You're sacking me?

You think we'd keep you after
what happened with my clinic?

With your clinic?

This isn't about personal differences.

You are irresponsible, conceited,

and, most of all, bloody stupid.

And we find ourselves
overstaffed at a time

when the budget does not
allow for an extra doctor.

That's a bloody lie.
This place is booming.

I wonder how we could do better.

Maybe with a world-class cardiac clinic

complete with an extension and

upgrade to existing facilities.

The deal was bad!

This attitude is exactly
why I'm sacking you.

Of course you will be furnished

with an appropriate reference.

- Don't need it.
- Can't write it.

You know what?

I'll have a new job
by the end of the day.

People are gagging for me
to come back to the city.

I wish you all the best.

Ah, you are gonna miss me so much.

- I have Tara now.
- Tara is the new me.

I think she's the new me!

What... Where are you going?

Back to where I'm appreciated.

Oh, by the way, Penny is
your new supervisor now.

What?! No!

You can't leave me here on my own.

I did it. So can you.

Just find yourself a clean urine source,

and don't smoke the
cowpats... It's a myth.

There. You're set.

Hugh, wait.

This is not about you.
I can't look after you anymore.

Thank you. Thank you.

Take a good look, Eliza.

You'll never see any of
these people ever again.

- This.
- Does it say "serious writer"?

I don't think I say that.

Your book does.

- So you liked it?
- Loved it!

So you don't think the bit where Artemis

relives her childhood in
Capricornia goes on too long?

No, not at all. That bit's so...

Vivid.

Here we go.

So, why aren't you at work?

Whyhope Hospital and I
have officially parted ways.

- About time.
- They sacked you?

- Impossible.
- Exactly.

Look, can you look after Eliza?

I've got to go to city to
work the whole thing out.

Oh, no, I've got a funeral to go to.

Nasty incident with an alpaca.

Okay. Wish me luck.

Um, luck is for ordinary people.

I'm helping Charlie.

Oh, bubby.

And I've got to go too.

- Okay.
- Bye.

It's okay.

People are parking
their cars and walking

because the track's so rough.

Pretty soon we're gonna have to start

- busing people in on the tractor.
- Shh!

Ajax, don't exaggerate.

It doesn't inspire confidence.

It's a lovely service, Eddie.

Annie really wanted a composting coffin,

but the council wouldn't allow it.

Oh. That's a shame.

Yeah.

Bloody ferals.

Oh, even ferals vote, Rod.

True.

That alpaca probably stuffed us, Meryl.

Who knew they'd turn on you like that?

I'm never letting one
behind me ever again.

Yeah, cautionary tale.

We got a bigger problem than that.

The farmer's market vote
has been rescheduled,

and obviously Green Annie
isn't gonna be attending.

And on top of that, all this
has triggered a by-election.

What about my road?

Same place as my D.A....

On hold.

Till we see which bozo is voted
onto council to replace her.

Who rescheduled the vote?

Who do you think?

We had a deal.

I need this road sealed.

Yeah, and we needed Annie's
vote to secure that D.A.,

so I guess we all lose.

It serves the entire community.

Ahh, right.

Green Annie took your money
before she could vote.

Am I right?

Oh, this day didn't start out well,

but it just got a whole lot better

seeing Meryl Knight outwitted
by a rushing alpaca.

Ah, so, anyway, do you reckon

you could get started
on fixing this road?

Because it's really
ruining all my good shoes.

I suppose Hugh spoke
to you on his way out.

- I guess.
- What did he say?

Penny, can I be honest with you?

Oh, I really hope so.

This whole probation has been a...

A big reality check for me.

I bet.

And you haven't had much
mentoring from Hugh.

He's an extremely selfish man.

Well, most surgeons are, but he is a

particular case.

Now that I'm supervising your probation,

I was wondering if you might

consider me as your mentor.

I would love that, Penny.

Really?

Great.

Look at us, leaning in.

Speaking truth to power.

Women on top.

Yeah.

I thought we could have
the lectern up here

so that everyone could see you.

Well, wouldn't it be better
if I was closer to the audience?

It's not like I'm about
to sing some tunes.

- Thank God.
- You love my singing.

I love anything after enough tequila.

And what about our duet?

He's the Elton John to my Kiki Dee.

- Kiki who?
- Kiki who are you?

Only the best pop duet of all time.

Actually, I never
really liked that song.

Seriously, all this time?

I always wanted to do "Way Out West."

There's no girl part in that.

It's universal. It's gender neutral.

You're the worst duet partner ever.

- Hello.
- The new cook's here.

We should probably talk to him, Matt.

Yeah, let's do that.

- Cook looks cool.
- Let's just hope he stays.

- Hey.
- Nice to see you.

Are you having trouble keeping staff?

I'm not taking sides, Charlie.

I'm Sweden.

- Switzerland?
- Oh. Wherever.

Hayley.

He's the third cook in five months.

Why? What's wrong in the kitchen?

Hayley.

So Wobbly has got the top job now?

No one calls him Wobbly
anymore. Trust me.

No, no, no, no, no.
That's good 'cause he knows me.

What do you think
Professor Haddad would say

if I recommended Hugh Knight
to return to the department?

Who's Hugh Knight?

Oh. Burn.

There was a time when every
resident knew who this guy was.

I'm really sorry.

No, I've been under
the radar for a while.

Hugh, your reputation might be
safe with the next generation,

but they know all about it upstairs.

You're on a hiding to nothing. Trust me.

All surgeons are risk takers, all right?

Anyway, I did my time.

No one cares about the probation.

It's that business with the clinic.

Really?

Word is you were high.

Oh, come on. The deal was bad.

Whatever. No one's gonna take the risk.

My best advice would be
to go back to Whyhope,

get a stellar reference,
and start looking overseas.

Call me, though.

I'll get a babysitter.

We can pretend it's 2009 again.

Haven't partied like that in years.

and I've got it all...

Irregular heart rate, night sweats,

shortness of breath.

Bruno, I've done an ECG,
and I've taken bloods,

and you saw Dr. Knight at
the cardiac clinic last month.

There are zero
indications of arrhythmia.

What about shocking me,

like getting my heart
rate regular again?

Yeah, that's not something we tend to do

to otherwise healthy patients.

But I'm requesting it.

Well, I studied for 15 years,

including postgraduate
studies in the U.S.

to become a physician, so I win.

Well, then, what are you doing here?

Okay. I think we're done.

Thank you, Bruno.

Oh, what a loser.

Bruno is a character.

That's one word for it.

I see you met our famous frequent flier.

Oh, he was obviously in distress.

Is there something that you
would recommend for next time?

A counseling referral is where we're at.

Ah. On it.

Thank you, Penny. Great advice!

Isn't she amazing?

Certainly catches on fast.

You know Eddie?

I've been checking in most days.
He doesn't have many friends.

- How kind.
- It's part of my job, Meryl.

How am I supposed to
do this without her?

Well, in my experience,
the pain doesn't get any less.

You just walk that little bit
further away every day.

Why don't you put the kettle on?

Yeah.

Um, we've only got alpaca milk.

Is that okay?

Look at me.

The truth is, I left my
granddaughter's lunch box behind

when I last came out to see Annie,

and this lunch box had some
very important papers in it,

and now they're not there.

I don't know about that.

I haven't been able to touch
anything since the incident.

Why don't I make that tea?

There you go. There you go.

"And as the seven moons rose
over the ancient forest,

"Artemis found herself delectably pinned

"by three of her
lover's eight tentacles,

"exploring, probing, throbbing,

"as deliciously moist waves of ecstasy

"surged through her body.

"And then, just as she thinks

"her pleasure can't get
any more intense..."

sh*t. sh*t.

Sorry. Carry on.

It's all right.

"... Santiago's Flying Dutchman
sends her over the edge,"

"and she screams out to
the edges of the universe,

"not caring who hears her lust."

Whoo!

Brava!

Thank you, Hugh.

I'm glad you enjoyed
the last two sentences.

Any questions?

♪ Mama tells me I shouldn't bother ♪

Don't excel, Tara.
That's the lesson here.

- You think they're jealous.
- Of course they are. What else?

They don't give a crap about the clinic.

They just want to get me.

- Ahh, bastards.
- Pricks.

Hey. What are we celebrating?

Freedom, new beginnings. You choose.

- You moving, Hugh?
- Absolutely.

Sorry to hear that. I thought
I'd found a new golfing buddy.

♪ Say that you love me ♪

I don't like to play games
that require uniforms.

I thought all doctors played golf.

- I don't.
- Well, I could teach you.

I'd like that.

Anyway, I got plenty
of great offers today.

Well, I'm glad everything is
working out for you, Hugh.

Tara, would you like me to introduce you

to some people who will
actually be here next week?

You know, Tara worked more recently

at some of the places
that I met with today,

so I am picking her brain
about the personnel.

Ignore everything he says.

Well, I'm, uh... I'm
glad to see everything

is working out for you, Hugh.

Yes, mate. You too.

- I'm a lucky man.
- Pfft, aren't we all?

Right.

All right.

♪ Spent my nights awake... ♪

Do writers get inspiration from life,

or do they make it up?

Well, my ex was a novelist.

Reading her books was
like reading my diary.

It's not like the Flying
Dutchman is actually a thing.

Oh, it's a thing.

Come on.

She totally made it up.

I can't be the only
one that doesn't know

what a Flying Dutchman is.

♪ I don't care if you really care ♪

♪ As long as you don't go ♪

♪ So I cry, and I pray, and I beg ♪

♪ Love me, love me ♪

Yes, Hugh, the Australian medical
profession is full of idiots.

They are idiots! They...

Hello, sexy author lady.

- Hi!
- I have to say, that's, um,

not what I expected.

Oh, keep the readers happy, I say.

If anyone can, you can.

Are you flirting with me, Hugh?

Do you want me to?

Wow.

What?

Hey, Matt, we need sh*ts over here.

It wasn't very expensive.

Um, Darren's aunt d*ed,
so he inherited some money.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, they weren't close.

It's been almost a year
since he stopped, you know...

- Taking bribes.
- That.

We're calling it a commitment ring...

To us.

- Did he buy it here?
- Oh, of course.

He likes to support the community.

Yes, I've noticed.

Ah, all right, everybody.
That's last drinks.

- Aw!
- Pbbt!

What?

Did you want to get one last Baileys?

Are you walking back?

No, because Ajax is looking after Eliza,

so I am drinking.

- Because he doesn't have a job.
- He has a career.

- That's entirely different.
- Can I get one of those?

Well, you're a writer now.
That's all you do have.

"Career" isn't code for "drunkard."

I'll see you both in the morning.

Bye-bye now.

Too late to join?

Val, the new cook. Of course not.

- Hey, hot stuff.
- Hello.

- We're closing up.
- No.

No, no, no, no, no.
You're drinking with us.

Some of us have a job.

We have careers.

Oh, come on, guys. I'll lock up.

Ta-da! Solution!
- There you go.

Give them the keys, Matt.

Bottom shelf only.

- Love you.
- Night.

Ajax.

- Yeah?
- Hey.

Hi.

Have you ever heard
of the Flying Dutchman?

Oh, yeah.

What did you think of it?

Mm, yeah, it's a good tractor.

Oh. No. Well...

There's another one, and I thought...

I thought maybe we could try it.

Ajax?

Regret personified.

Ohh, don't you start.

Eliza.

Hayley has her.

Good girl.

You have a destiny, Hugh,

and it doesn't involve
sitting around here

feeling sorry for yourself in my house.

Mum! Penny sacked me.

I never liked her hair.

Now no one wants me.

They've all heard the
stories about the clinic.

Oh, what is it with this sad sack?

Get up. Have a shower.

Chase your dreams.

What if I had the wrong dream?

Then you pivot.

Farmstead-free, maybe this
is a good time for you

to do something with it.

Oh, the gin-soaked wheels are turning.

No, I don't drink gin.

I live vicariously.

Ah. Well, it's just like old times.

Mnh.

Mm. Well, I'm getting
drunk on the fumes.

Do something with your days.

I should get to work.

Him over me?

You'll thank me when you sober up.

Well, that's not happening now, is it?

I-I saw the ring you made

for the local policeman the other night.

Darren. Isn't he great?

Great! Do you have anything similar?

Um...

Look, uh, this one's close.

Not quite as expensive,
but it's a classic setting.

$6,500.

The one you sold Darren was more?

Oh, yes.

Yes, a setting like that
is more in the $8,000 range.

But I can show you
something a little simpler

if you'd prefer to spend less.

Don't we all?

No, mate, I understand. Yeah.

Everyone around here has been

- saying you were off your face.
- Ha!

Yes, I heard that rumor got around.

And that you were so high

you ended up screwing up
the deal completely.

Well, it was a bad deal.

Bad deal or not, that is not the point.

You really f*cked up, Hugh.
There's no...

Quite right. Not the point.

You miss me yet?

Guess what.

Penny told me today that she thinks

I will make an excellent G.P.

She's not gonna reduce
your probation time.

Mm, we'll see about that.

Oh, by the way, I left you a
present in your jacket pocket.

Did you?

Ha.

And how did you know
exactly what I wanted?

Happy days, dude.

Bye now.

Darren!

I heard about your recent bereavement.

I'm so sorry.

It was an uncle, wasn't it?

Thank you, Meryl. That's very kind.

Drop the act, Darren.

I had $8,000 in a lunch box at Annie's,

and if I don't get it back,
I'm calling internal affairs.

8,000? That's a lot.

You must be really missing that, Meryl.

Hey, do you have any proof
this money belonged to you?

A bank statement or a withdrawal slip?

Or maybe you'd prefer to
come down to the station.

If there's been a theft,
I think we should open up

an official police inquiry, don't you?

Oh, you look nice.

It's just something
I don't wear very often.

Maybe it's that Tara is a bit taller.

She can pull that look off better.

This isn't Tara's look.

Hey, Penny.

Oh! We're twins.

Whyhope Hospital.

Bruno?

You've done what?

He's wired himself up to something.

He says if you won't shock
him, he'll do it himself.

Yeah, but has he really, though?

Tell him we're on our way.

If nothing else, we build patient trust.

Whose farm is it?

Oh, that's right.

It's yours.

Hugh! Hugh!

Stop!

Hugh! What are you doing?!

Stop! Stop.

Cut it.

Pull the keys.

Well, the view is beautiful up here.

You know, sometimes it just... Pbbh!

Blows my mind we live here.

Are you stoned?

I don't answer to you.

- This is the lucerne paddock.
- I know that.

So you've just dug up
all the new seedlings.

It's that paddock over
there that needs plowing.

Get off the tractor, Hugh.

I don't think it's crunchy.

Is that how you spell "swordfish"?

I just saw you two
lovebirds from outside,

and I couldn't resist coming in.

Aw! Do you want to join us?

No, no. You carry on.

I-I just wanted to say hi.

Oh, her scarf.

I'll run it out.

Old tricks.

Why change them when they work?

All right. You've got two minutes.

I never thought I'd stoop to this.

I know you're lying to Betty,

and I can't stand by and
see a friend be deceived.

You don't care about Betty.

All right, the point is,

who are you more worried
about, me or her?

Do you return what is mine, the cash,

or do I tell her how you
actually got the money

to buy that ring?

I should just tell her what
kind of a friend you are.

Then you'd have to tell her
what kind of policeman you are.

Hey, Bruno!

Let's talk about this.

We can send you to Sydney

and hook you up to a Holter monitor.

It's a two-day thing, but it
gives us a definitive answer.

- Too late.
- That fence won't do anything.

Oh, yeah?

No, that's really dangerous.

Back seat of the car,
defib and medical bag.

- Oh, so you're worried now, hey?
- Don't do it, Bruno.

You should've done what I
asked in the first place!

Bruno, don't!

Bruno, don't move!

- No, Bruno! Don't, Bruno!
- Aaah!

Bruno, lie down.

Stay very still. We
need to do some checks.

Yeah, got a puncture wound
to the left anterior chest.

It's impossible to tell the damage.

Heart rate's 78 and regular.
Looks like sinus rhythm.

Okay, good. Keep an eye
on his blood pressure.

We need to keep you very still, Bruno,

until the ambulance gets here.

I told you I'd fix it.

That's right, mate.
You fixed it, for sure.

Okay.

Yes, obs are stable.

Okay. Well, tell them to hurry.

Ambulance is half an hour away.

His blood pressure's dropping.
We can't wait.

Okay, let's scoop and run.

Bruno, I need you to be very brave.

- Here she is.
- Mm.

Ahh. Care to join?

Pbbh. I'm still in recovery.

Mm.

But can we ever truly recover?

Do we need to?

Maybe we're already exactly

who we're supposed to be.

Wow.

You are off chops.

Off chops.

God. I always knew you'd be a writer.

You have such a way with words.

- Mm, thank you.
- Mm.

Let's get out of here,
Charlie, just you and me.

And Eliza.

Sure. Her too.

Let's go on an adventure.

- And go where?
- Anywhere.

China.

You're very funny.

Hugh!

I know, I know.

Ajax has already told me off.
Whole crop of lucerne.

I get it. Blah, blah, blah.
Add it to the bill.

Because I paid off the
entire debt, remember?

Not that anyone in this
family seems to care.

Well, go on.

Take your sh*t.

Just stay off the tractor.

Really?

Him? Still?

I married him, didn't I?

Mm.

His heart rate's up to 110.

I'm worried the puncture
has reached his heart

and caused a pericardial tamponade.

Agreed.

If we're gonna operate, we need Hugh.

You're an emergency
department registrar.

Yeah, we need a cardiac surgeon, Penny.

Okay, do it.

Come on, Meryl.

Got to have something
decent to eat around here.

Hello, biscuit barrel.

Ohh.

Ah, here she is. Our new G.P.

Hugh, I need you to
meet me at the clinic.

Ah, sacked.

Unceremoniously, I might add.

Not my problem anymore.

I have a patient here

with an anterior chest
puncture postelectrocution.

We need a surgeon.

How deep is the wound?

About eight centimeters.

He was initially hemodynamically stable,

but now his B.P. is dropping.

Hugh, I'm really worried.

All right! I'll meet you at the clinic.

Bye.

He's coming.

Um...

Charlie?

I took some money, and Meryl knows.

So you stole Meryl's money?

I didn't know it was hers.

So you thought you were
stealing from Annie and Eddie?

Eddie didn't even know it was there.

Well, how is that different?

You haven't changed at all, have you?

I have, okay? I'm telling you.

- I'll fix it.
- But you still did it.

- I can undo it.
- Oh, can you?

Can you undo how I'm feeling now?

Can you undo how I felt
this whole last year?

- I love you, Darren.
- Betty...

And everything we have is a lie,

and nothing you say can undo that.

Prep a thoracotomy tray
and some "O" negative blood.

It's all right, Bruno.
You're in the hospital.

We think the nail's pierced
the sac surrounding your heart,

and it's causing a lot of pressure.

I really appreciate this, Hugh.

- Of course.
- Let's go, Cisco.

Tara, I am stoned out of my skull.

You can still do the
procedure, though, right?

I just had an out-of-body experience

that we're in a w*r
zone, but a medieval one.

Anyway, I think you should do it.

I've never done a thoracotomy before!

That's why we called you.

You're gonna be fine, okay?
I'll be there with you.

I'm beginning to see why
Penny hates you so much.

God.

Thinking of renovating or something?

What? No, why?

Why are you wearing
out these floorboards?

I can't stay if Hugh is on the farm.

Great! Let's sort out your divorce,

sell the brewery, and
run away to Europe!

What? No, I can't do that.

Of course. The ex.

I'm talking about Hugh.

Really?

Because he seems to be exactly
the same as he ever was,

and the only thing that's
different around here

is Charlie and her sexy bloody sci-fi.

How did we suddenly

start talking about Charlie?

There's a buildup of
fluid in the pericardium.

Looks like it's compressing
the heart badly.

He's arresting.

We need to cr*ck his chest.

It's okay. You can do this.

Okay, scalpel.

- Hugh!
- Okay, okay.

I need you to incise the
fifth intercostal space,

starting from the
costochondral junction,

continuing down to the
mixed auxiliary line.

- You got it?
- Yeah.

- Okay.
- What's going on?

Tara is doing the procedure.

What? Why?

- Teaching opportunity.
- Now?

Penny, we don't have time for this.

And what am I supposed to do with this?

Whatever you want.

Anyway, this is goodbye,

so I wanted to thank
you if you don't mind.

- You're leaving?
- Everything.

- Quitting the force, this place.
- Betty?

I think it's more of a case
of her quitting me.

- She will forgive you.
- Not this time.

She's right, you know? About us.

She thinks we've lost our moral compass,

we don't know the difference
between right and wrong.

I know what a moral compass is.

So then you know what she means.

Whew.

So how does it feel to be
a cardiothoracic surgeon?

I need a drink.

Peppermint tea?

Thanks for today, Hugh.
I really appreciate it.

Well, consider it a
parting engagement gift.

You're actually a really good teacher.

Wow. Thank you.

For a drug addict.

And there it is.

So will you?

Sorry, will I...?

Please don't make me beg for it.

I think at this stage

there really is no
other choice, is there?

Will you please come back
here and work with us?

Because...?

- We need you.
- Ah!

I'll think about it.

I must have missed the
part where you told her

why I really did the procedure.

Tara, there's a teaching
experience in this for all of us.

I want you to know

that I find it very
difficult having you here.

Matt...

But that's on me.

You know, you've got your own life now,

and that means that you're free
to do whatever you want with it.

Even if that involves
shagging my brother.

Is that what Hugh said?

Ugh.

God, I knew he was mad about Val.

I didn't think he was vindictive.

Val?

Right. Yes, that did happen.

- Sorry.
- Really?

Yeah, just once, never again, probably.

Whatever. You know?

We're getting a divorce, so
you can do whatever you want.

Fly. Be free.

Or be with Val or whatever.

sh*t.

Ajax.

- Ajax.
- Yeah?

I think it's time we
tried something new.

Yeah.

Yeah. No, me too.

Really?

Yeah, I really want to
work on my p*stol skills.

My accuracy sucks.

No. Oh. Right, no.

That's not really what I meant. Um...

But it's a good example.

Uh, you know how with skeet

you have to sh**t really quickly?

- Otherwise you miss.
- Exactly!

So, what would happen if you

took a little longer to sh**t?

You'd miss.

Or you'd have a more interesting

and fun experience.

In bed.

I do have fun in bed. Don't you?

No, Ajax, I've been
reading Charlie's book,

and I just think if we
don't even try to have

the type of relationship that
Artemis has with Santiago,

then we're not going to make it.

Is this about Jimmy?
I can take him more.

No, Ajax. It's about sex.

Well, we can have more of that.

Eight tentacles are no better
than one without technique.

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I don't want to hear it.

I never meant for any of this
to affect you and Darren.

I thought that was your whole strategy.

But I'm not going to tell
the police about Darren.

Well, of course you're not!
You'd incriminate yourself.

Well, give him a second chance.

Blame me if it helps.

Oh, I blame you, Meryl.

And one day I'll get you back.

So I'll need time off for conferences

to keep up my surgical contacts.

Agreed.

Flexible hours for daycare pickup.

Works for me.

And of course no mention ever

of the whole cardiac
unit misunderstanding.

You're kidding me.

Penny, do you mind if I
get your opinion on...

- Hello, Hugh.
- Tara.

Hugh has agreed to come
back and work with us.

Excellent!

Uh, so who's my mentor now?

Hugh?

Uh, I'd be delighted.

Oh, thank God! Ha!

Sorry, Penny.

But at least we can stop
pretending to be friends now.

Two alpha females is always a bad idea.

Right?

This can wait.

Did I come on too strong?

Oh! Meryl, I can't magic a road
for you out of the air, okay?

So if you've come to hassle me,

I just don't have any news for you.

Well, yes, I get that.

You're waiting for the
by-election to get the numbers.

That's how politics usually works, yeah.

And, yes, I know that.

Uh, my nomination papers for reelection.

What better way to serve your community

than to be officially elected?

So I've been thinking about the best way

to fix that paddock,
plus a few other ideas.

So I was thinking...

Don't worry.

I'm taking my old job
back at the clinic.

You can relax now.

So you're staying?

For now.

Not quite your destiny.

I've decided to run for council.

Well, the more things change,
the more they stay the same.

I hope not, darling.