All Saints (1998) s01e02 Episode Script

1
TERRI: Previously on All Saints.
What do I have to do
to make you happy?
Your job.
I've got terminal cancer.
Why won't they allow me to die?
It's not God keeping her alive.
It's you.
No patient can make
an informed decision.
Judith!
It's my choice.
Yes. It is.
I just heard about Judith Aston.
What you've done is outrageous.
I want a meeting
first thing in the morning.
(wolf-whistles)
Bob, you're incorrigible.
And you're too pretty to be a nun.
(laughs)
I don't care
if you are listening, Huey.
Oh, He is. I'll take the whistle
as a compliment.
HARRY: I don't care what it takes.
I want it now!
I'm not going to let this drop!
What's going on in there?
Check it out for yourself.
Oh, Harry. What on earth
are you doing in here?
I lost an intern
and a patient yesterday.
It's unacceptable behaviour.
Especially from you
and Peter Morrison.
If you think I'll let this matter
rest, think again.
Good morning to you, too,
Dr Williams.
Mr Gonzalez with urinary retention.
He only passed 50 mils
of urine overnight.
He no speaka de English,
but he seems okay.
And, in room one, is Dr Williams.
What?!
ALL GROAN
Of all the gin joints
in all the towns,
why did he have to come here?
Shut up. I've got to look after him.
On second thoughts - poor Harry.
ALL LAUGH
Okay, okay. Settle down.
There's been a mistake.
He should not be here.
He was admitted with shortness
of breath and hypertension.
His ECG shows atrial fibrillation.
He's for serial ECGs today.
Myocardial infarction?
No.
Shame.
(shocked) What?!
If he did, he'd be in Coronary Care.
Anywhere but here.
Why isn't he in a private hospital?
Why isn't he in a private hospital?
Money doesn't mean
better treatment, you know.
Money doesn't mean
better treatment, you know.
I didn't mean that.
He was admitted last night.
I'll get him moved ASAP.
Until I do, we have to treat him
as we would any other patient.
As long as he promises to treat me
like any other human being.
His next medication is due at
12 midday.
That's it.
Thanks, Jane.
ALL SAY THANKS
Hey, new customer.
Attempted suicide. Room two.
I will give you 100 bucks.
Swap rooms.
Ah, not in this lifetime.
Um, excuse me, she's your patient.
Yeah, I'm checking her file.
Oh, don't bother.
I'll do it.
Ready. One, two, three.
Come on, move this out. Hurry up.
Belongings?
Yep.
Angela Meadows, 18.
Eau de cocktail including
anti-depressants.
Semi-conscious now.
Pulse 72,
blood pressure 110 over 60.
Oh, she's had a baby.
How can you tell?
Darkened area around the nipples -
pregnant at least.
She looks so young and innocent.
Well, not so innocent.
Tried to do it before.
See? Hesitation marks.
(softly) You stupid little thing.
Okay. Don't forget
the admission obs.
SOMBRE MUSIC
Bob, still with us, I see.
Bob, still with us, I see.
It's just the thought of seeing you
that keeps me going, Connor.
It's just the thought of seeing you
that keeps me going, Connor.
Here comes my little darlin'.
And I thought I was your darling.
I always thought you blokes
were a bit strange.
How'd it go?
20 cents.
Yeah?
And 50 bucks.
Next time I'll listen to your tips.
Torpedo in the fifth.
Torpedo in the fifth. Right.
Two hundred bucks.
I can't be bought. Besides, you won
Harry the Horrible fair and square.
I hate you.
Yes.
Ah, my man from Chile
with the plumbing problems.
Mr Luis Gonzalez.
I'm Connor. That's Bob.
Jason.
And old Tommo.
I think we'll call you Speedy.
Speedy Gonzalez.
Me - Speedy.
Arriba, arriba!
Okay. No worries.
I'd been in A&E for hours.
Nothing to eat or drink.
When I get here
I'm not even offered a cup of tea.
I'll make a note of that.
And I want some pyjamas.
I'm not going to wear this thing.
I look like a bloody
A patient, which you are.
Now, as we're not well, it's not
good for us to get so agitated.
It's important we remain in bed -
unless we need to use the toilet.
I trust, Dr Williams, you, um,
have normal body functions
like the rest of us.
I have a good mind to hire
a private nurse.
Get a phone, shall I?
And I need my files.
And bring my assistant, Nada,
here immediately.
Oh, Rob.
Harry.
Anything wrong?
Not for the glue factory yet, am I?
No, no. Just thought I'd pop by,
see how you're settling in.
Bloody awful, of course.
When can I get out?
We'll settle this AF down first.
The digoxin should do it.
Why haven't you got admitting rights
to a private hospital?
Harry, by the time we can
organise something you'll be home.
Just sit tight and enjoy the rest.
DOOR KNOCK
Looks like you have a visitor.
Deborah.
Debbie.
Nice to see you.
Rob.
Gidday, Terri.
What's Harry doing here?
Atrial fibrillation.
I know that.
Why is he in my ward?
You drew the short straw.
Oh, come on!
Sorry. I know he's demanding.
It's cardiac.
He should be in Coronary Care.
No, it's simple AF.
Doesn't warrant Intensive Care.
There are no beds in CCU
or Cardiology.
You
Terri, don't stress.
He'll be out in three days, tops.
The social worker's report says
her brother and his wife
won't take her in again.
Do you blame them?
Where is she supposed to live?
In a boarding house,
share a flat with friends.
She's got to sort out her life.
It's a bit hard to do at her age.
Jared, diet for Angie?
Ah, light.
Nuh. Make sure it's just fluids.
You don't want her throwing up.
When I was 18, I was looking after
12 patients in a surgical ward.
It's a lot different now.
You wouldn't know.
You were swanning around at uni.
Jasmina, what were you doing
last year?
I did a computer course.
And I was in a yoghurt commercial.
Director said I was brilliant.
Some people get off their bums,
do something with their lives.
It's not that easy.
Particularly for kids out here.
Oh, "out here".
Don't get snobby on us, mate.
We're responsible for our own lives.
And if the government gave us
a helping hand
Handouts, you mean?
Oh, hi, Mrs Williams.
Sophie.
Hello.
How is he?
He's fine.
I need you to sign something, okay?
Did you see the rock on her finger?
You wouldn't get that
on a nurse's wage.
She used to be a good one, too.
What? Was Mrs Williams a nurse?
Yep. Marrying a doctor.
Poor career move, I reckon.
Oi. Fourth hourly obs.
Tote that barge, lift that bale,
get a little
(sniffs)
Hey, Ang.
Time to wake up. Come on.
I bet she's a druggie.
They've got too much money to spend,
that's their problem.
I bet she's into sherry and ciggies.
What do you reckon?
Hey?
Can you tell me your name?
Do you know where you are?
Come on, Ang.
(sharp breath)
Well, hello there.
I'm your nurse. Jared Levine.
I'm glad you're back with us.
I'm not.
Saw your paper in the MJA.
MONITOR BEEPS
Quite a feather in your cap -
for a registrar.
What did you think?
Not bad.
I presume you know
Cape Town and Harefield
have finished their own trials.
Different results, of course.
But I suppose the main thing
for you is the kudos.
BEEPING QUIETENS
My heart rate's up.
I want to keep an eye on it.
Your rate's up
because you're agitated.
You're agitated because you keep
checking your heart rate.
Here's trouble.
Wife's come to check on me.
Sister Terri, too. Twice in one day.
I am getting the royal treatment.
Good to see you, Mrs Williams.
I'd better get back to it.
Coffee later?
Mmm, yeah.
God, he's a pain.
Why do you visit then?
Well, I'm
..I'm a registrar.
And he's on the board.
I'm sucking up.
Just so you know.
Are you supposed to get out of bed?
They're new.
Haven't you washed them?
I came straight here.
Well, I'll itch.
Did you bring any food?
What the
You used to know
all about this stuff.
Not this equipment.
You can't take this out.
It's the drip.
Just forget it, okay?
Did you, ah, call the committee
and give them my apologies?
And Ted. Tell him
the paper will be late.
Ted who?
Ted Ramsay, the editor.
Don't worry about it.
Just ring Nada in the office.
She'll know what to do.
There you go.
It's up again. Stupid girl.
Are you feeling any better?
I'm fine.
I shouldn't be
trussed up to all this stuff.
It's a waste of time.
How are the boys this morning?
Oh, James was upset.
Do you want me to bring them in?
No. They don't want to see
their old man all hooked up.
I think they'd like to see you.
I'm going to be home in a minute.
You know that young Luke Forlano,
he's got a paper in the MJA.
That's nice of him to pop in.
That's rubbish.
Just feathering his own nest.
Deborah Petty dropped in, too.
Shopping for a position.
In case I fall off the twig.
I don't think so.
You've got no idea, have you?
This ulcer's taking its time
to heal.
Careful!
(agitated breathing)
Everything alright out there?
(pained cry)
Angie!
Angie, don't.
Ang, Ang.
If you want it out,
all you have to do is ask.
Hang on a sec.
Here. You might feel like
throwing up.
Okay, come on.
The doctor said it was okay
to come out once you were awake.
Okay. Let's get this off you.
Okay.
Oh, it's my fault.
It's my fault, okay?
I'll just get some tissues.
Here.
I'd hate to have that
down my throat.
I'll just wipe that stuff off.
Feel a bit scratchy?
My leg's getting cold.
Okay.
Coming.
His father had a heart attack a few
years ago and Harry's so like him.
There's no evidence of an infarct.
He gets so agitated about things.
I'm worried his blood pressure
will go through the roof.
Has he got hypertension?
No.
Then try not to worry.
Take a break.
His new sound system
arrives tomorrow
and only Harry knows where
he wants it and how to set it up.
Why don't you do it
and surprise him?
I don't know about these things.
Oh!
Besides, I wouldn't dare.
I know he can be difficult.
Perfectionists often are,
aren't they?
We just have to make allowances.
Your OD pulled out
her naso-gastric yet?
Yeah, sure did.
The IV will be next.
You'd better get
an order for sedation.
Why? She just woke up.
You might need to restrain her, too.
They get a bit aggro.
They punish you for saving them.
PAGER BEEPS
Harry's medication. See you.
See you.
I got punched in the face
one night in A&E.
This kid came in half dead
after a massive dose of heroin.
We whacked in the Narcan
to bring him round.
He whacked me for ruining his high.
Most of them are trying
to get attention.
Self-indulgent, if you ask me.
Maybe if they got proper treatment
they wouldn't try to commit suicide.
They are perfectly
well looked after here.
I meant talking to them, finding out
how they feel, where it hurts,
and then try to do
something about it.
We look after their physical needs.
Let the psychs look after
their heads.
Aren't we meant to do both?
Oh, save yourself a lot of trouble.
Get a sedation order.
Ta.
Ang?
How about a cup of tea?
My gran says I make a perfect cup.
You're probably exhausted.
Why don't I get you started?
It'll make you feel better.
There we go.
Drink it up.
CUP SHATTERS
MRS CHENG: Will you look at that!
CONTINUOUS BEEPING
Dr Williams, I'm a nurse,
you're a doctor.
You don't know
anything about this machine.
Just leave it alone, okay?
It's inefficient and inaccurate.
The only way this will screw up
is if you keep fiddling with it.
How are you feeling?
What's wrong?
Your rate's shot up a bit.
Of course it would. I'm exhausted,
I have a million things to do.
What's my BP?
It's dropped a bit.
Just lie back and relax.
I'm going to give you some oxygen.
No, I don't want it!
I don't need it.
Well, I'm going to call Dr Bowen.
I just want you to take it easy.
Hey, Bob.
Gidday, mate.
Hi. I'm Dr Forlano.
Speedy.
Connor calls him Speedy.
Speedy?
Gonzalez, right? (Laughs)
How are you feeling?
Ah feeling?
Oh! Me okay.
Not sick in the tummy?
No, no, no. Me okay.
He doesn't speak English.
(pointed) You should speak English.
Que?
Aussie, speak Aussie.
Aussie?
Ah, si. Your shout.
Ha ha!
Sorry, Luke.
Hi, Connor.
I'm trying to figure out
how Mr Gonzalez is feeling.
No problems. His obs are stable.
We're pushing fluids
but he's not passing any.
Unless he's sneaking off
to the toilet.
Hard to make him understand.
Yeah, and it's this macho bull.
He doesn't like being taken
to the toilet and given a bottle.
Right.
Well, I need an accurate picture
of his urinary output,
so, pop in a catheter.
God knows how you'll explain
that to him.
I think I'll get an interpreter.
Yeah.
Home?
Not just yet.
We need to keep an eye on you.
See you.
Adios, amigo.
Muchas gracias. (Speaks Spanish)
Yeah.
Si?
Si.
We'll get an interpreter.
Interpreter.
If I can get another couple
of commercials
I'll have enough money
to go to Bali.
I'd love to go to Bali.
Ben likes full-on holidays
like whitewater rafting.
Ergh!
Hello.
Gidday.
Busy?
Why should today be different?
You must be thrilled
having the patient of the year.
I'm not looking after him,
thank goodness.
Bron is.
Poor Harry.
(laughs)
Hi, Peter.
Oh, Luke.
Rounding up the crazies for the day?
The only crazy I know of around here
is Harry Williams.
I've come to pay my dues.
Well, I've done my bit.
Dr Morrison.
You'd be here to see Angela Meadows.
Who?
18 year old - overdose.
Admitted today.
Oh. Thanks for reminding me.
I wait for the dust to settle.
They wake up pretty angry.
In no mood to listen
to what they think
is patronising advice
from middle-class doctors.
She has a terrible history.
You wouldn't expect a
suicide attempt from a happy person.
Doesn't anyone care around here?
He's such a softie.
I heard you were here.
Peter. Hello.
Not interrupting, am I?
No, no.
Just sorting out the medication.
Bit of a nuisance, really.
I want to speak to you.
Yes, I thought you might.
Rob.
Just leaving, Harry.
Judith Aston.
Yes, she's dead.
Unnecessarily.
I could have you and Sister Sullivan
up on misconduct charges.
The woman wanted to go, Harry.
She was lucky to have Terri there
to support her.
She went against orders.
Orders are okay.
You, Harry, are a bully.
I beg your pardon.
Patients don't take orders.
They make informed decisions.
They don't know.
Especially if they're not told
anything.
Times have changed.
Doctors don't descend
from the mount.
We provide a service.
I haven't worked my arse off
for years for a service!
You've lost the plot, Morrison!
Bumbling around here.
You should be out there
in private practice raking it in.
Your work is the rage now, isn't it?
You wouldn't understand, Harry.
I've got to push off.
Just get well, huh?
I'm not going to let this drop!
You and Sister Sullivan
and this whole issue
are going up to medical admin.
You leave Terri out of this.
She is the best nurse
this hospital's got.
You are just lucky
she's taking care of you.
Nobody else would.
Jaz, can you find me
a Spanish interpreter?
Preferably male.
Preferably Antonio Banderas.
Who's that for?
Catheter for Luis Gonzalez.
Let Jared do that
for the experience.
Have you got time for a coffee?
No, sorry.
Harry just ranted
about Judith Aston.
What did he have to say?
Don't worry. I fixed it.
I'll fight my own battles.
"Thanks for your help",
I think you meant to say.
Sorry.
Can you check some Sotalol with me?
It's for Harry.
Have I missed Rob Bowen?
Yeah, just left.
Oh, damn.
Rob. What's happening with Harry?
I've written him up for Sotalol.
Give it to him
when the digoxin finishes.
I ordered an echo,
but the latest enzymes were normal.
Digoxin was just the wrong drug.
And there are still no beds in CCU.
I know.
Rob, I want to move Harry to room
eight where we can watch over him.
You're mad.
He's a cardiac patient
in a single room.
He needs constant observation.
What do you think he'll be like
with the general public?!
I don't care.
Just because you had
a run-in with Harry,
you shouldn't take it out on him.
This is not personal!
This is medical.
Like every other patient,
I think Harry deserves maximum care.
I can't guarantee that
in a single room.
I don't want him moved, Sister.
Catch you later.
VON: We've all been around
longer than you.
JARED: I'm not saying you're wrong,
just that there are other ways.
You have no idea
what you're on about.
Hey, what's going on?
He can't take advice.
Orders, you mean.
I don't think it's necessary
to sedate Angela Meadows.
The overdose?
I don't think it's necessary.
She's aggressive.
You know what they're like.
She's frightened.
And you want to hold her hand.
I want to talk to her, give her
more confidence - not more drugs.
How's your workload?
I've done Mrs Cheng's dressing
and Mrs R's swab.
Medication and obs are up to date.
Okay, try it your way.
Jared, want to do
a catheterisation?
Yes.
Mr Gonzalez, room four.
Von, you can assist, please.
Yes.
Oh, he can't speak English, can he?
Connor's organised an interpreter
so he knows what's going on.
Ease it in.
It's like cleaning a pipe.
I can't!
Sometimes you need to be a bit firm.
I can't hold it.
I've done one before.
I don't know why this is so tough.
Ah, the prostate could be enlarged.
Look at the size of the penis.
Smallest I've ever seen.
Oh! There's nothing to get hold of.
FORLORN MUSIC
No, you can't do it.
Um, I'll go page an intern.
Sorry, Mr Gonzalez.
The never-ending pilgrimage
to Harry's room.
That's a dietician, two interns,
a physio and his personal assistant.
What do they see in Harry?
Power.
It can't be sex appeal, can it?
Urgh! He must be nearly 40.
He's got to have something going
for him because he sure racks them.
If you spread it out
like Harry does,
you'd have to get a few takers.
They reckon he's hit on every
female here, except maybe Terri.
Probably her, too.
You know, like forbidden
Hi Mrs Williams.
Um nice nice to see you.
Speedy, lunchtime.
Come on, mate, dig in.
Guess you don't like chops.
Hey, Connor.
Yep?
You got a minute?
Sure.
One of my patients has a drain tube
sticking out about that much.
(scoffs)
Whack a firm dressing on it
No privacy.
Even Rob woke me up to have a chat.
I didn't sleep a wink last night.
Constant interruptions, noise.
I'm going to bring it up
at the next meeting.
Mmm.
I'm adding Sotalol to your drip,
Dr Williams.
Maybe you should bring the boys in.
I didn't think
you wanted to see them.
I've changed my mind.
I've arranged for them
to go to your mother's.
With all this driving
I'm a bit tired.
I'll get Mother
to bring them in, shall I?
No, I'll be fine.
I want to show them I'm alright.
Terri, the Chilean bloke's
gone weird on me.
How?
He was joking all morning
and suddenly he's Mr Grouchy.
High urea can make people moody.
I'll check this morning's bloods.
The lab guy can't get
the echocardiograph machine
into Dr Williams' room.
Into Dr Williams' room.
It's full of his junk.
It's full of his junk.
He'll have to go to the lab.
I'll page an orderly.
Thanks.
The bloods are normal.
Maybe he's had bad news from home.
I'll have a chat later.
I didn't think he could
understand English.
Oh, he understands pretty good.
It's talking back that's a problem.
BOB: She went like the wind.
But the night I put 100 bucks
on her, she was suffering from wind.
Help, Nurse! Don't do that!
(frantic screaming)
Stay away! Stay away!
Angie.
Ang, put it down.
Come on.
Come on, calm down.
Ang!
Ang!
Stop!
Stop it!
(distraught sobs)
It's okay. Come on.
You right now?
Come on.
There you go.
Thanks, Mrs Cheng.
Come on.
We'll get you into bed.
Come on, hop up.
Let's get those feet in.
Okay.
Thanks, Terri.
I'll leave you to it.
Ta.
Valium, five milligrams.
Thanks.
It's okay.
You'll be alright.
Try to relax.
Take some deep breaths.
You'll feel much better.
Come on, don't give up on me, Ang.
For such a little thing
she packed a punch.
Just as well.
You assaulted her.
We could've had a lawsuit
on our hands.
But she was going psycho.
What did you think hitting her
was going to do?
I don't know.
Always works in the movies.
Oh, glad to see we're getting
our advice in the real world.
There you go.
Ow!
Connor.
Von.
How's the Spanish man coming on?
Chilean. The same.
What did the interpreter find out?
Refused to talk to him.
It's a mystery.
When did he change? Was it
after a visitor or something?
He hasn't had any.
It was mid-morning,
after you guys tried the catheter.
Did you say something to him, Von?
What do you mean?
Well, we all know you have
such a way with words.
I just say it as it is, mate.
I'm not into all this mollycoddling.
The only time I thought of killing
myself is when Gran got sick.
Didn't think life would be worth
living if she wasn't around.
Then I felt guilty.
She never gave up,
even with all the horrible things
that happened to her.
She was in a concentration camp
in the war.
She doesn't talk about it,
but everyone knows what went on.
I look at her sometimes,
when she's playing Patience.
A cigarette dangling from her lips.
I tried to get her to quit,
but she just laughs at me.
I look at her and I
..I sit there and think,
"How can you sit there
and listen to my petty problems?
Laugh at my jokes.
Your mind must be full
of terrible memories."
How can anyone go through all that
and still be as wonderful as Gran?
My, um
..my mother's, well,
she's different to Gran.
She's, um, difficult.
My mum's a bitch.
Maybe we both stood in the same line
when they handed out mothers.
And fathers.
Mine pissed off when I was little.
Mine's still around.
I don't really see him.
They hate us, eh?
It's hard not to think like that,
isn't it?
Why bother trying?
I don't know.
Maybe because of Gran.
She loves me.
I think my nan liked me, eh.
Yeah, I bet she did.
What was she like?
She smoked, too.
She was fat.
I don't remember much.
I was only little.
Did she play cards as well?
You'll be right.
There you go.
Hey!
Hi, Dad.
How are my boys, huh?
I scored two tries today.
Really?
Daddy, I'm playing on Saturday.
Can you come?
We're not sure if Dad will be home.
Yeah, I think I'll be there.
At least someone loves him.
Ah, can I have a word?
Yeah, sure. What is it?
In private.
Sure.
I said his penis was too small
to get a decent grip.
I said it was the smallest
I'd ever seen.
Right in front of the man.
Well
Well, you didn't think
he could understand English.
None of us did.
That doesn't matter!
I was still angry with Jared
and that damn sedation.
I wasn't concentrating.
What do you want to do?
I don't know.
Apologising will only make it worse.
Yeah, I agree.
Well, um
I'll talk to Luke about it.
Maybe he can organise a counsellor.
He'll be thrilled.
Luke will understand.
Oh, how could I?!
Von, any one of us
could've made the same mistake.
I'm not talking about anyone else.
Von!
It's unforgivable.
Von.
Why don't they clean up
after themselves?
Who else do they think will do it?
University degree!
What's the use of it if they don't
teach you the bloody basics!
It's filthy!
You alright?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.
It's the patients you should be
concerned with, not other staff.
The patient's welfare.
That includes cleaning up
and not leaving it for someone else.
Get a life.
Lying in a corridor for hours
while some technician's having tea.
Well, I'll ring the papers.
The board's going to know.
It's
MONITOR BEATS RAPIDLY
He's arrested!
BUZZER SOUNDS
Terri, get Dr Bowen!
Get the crash trolley!
Harry! Jesus!
Take this.
And one, two, three, four, five.
One, two
One and two and three
and four and five.
Getting nothing.
One and two, three
Number seven, please.
Fill me in, Luke.
..three, four, five.
He was fine, talking,
then he arrested.
Had he had the Sotalol?
Yes.
How much adrenalin has he had?
Two milligrams so far.
Another milligram.
Paddles. 200 joules.
Watch out, Bron.
Charge.
Clear.
We've got VF, charge again.
One and two and three and four
Charge.
Clear.
Get rid of that wire, Nurse.
Still VF.
Lignocaine.
Lignocaine, 100 milligrams.
We'll take him to the lab.
He's acidotic!
PH 7.12, bicarb 12.
Can you get an external pacer?
Charging again.
MACHINE BEEPS
Clear!
Come on, Harry.
REGULAR BEEPING
He's arrested again!
Have we got an external pacer?
It's on its way.
We're in serious trouble.
Adrenalin, another milligram.
Let's charge again.
Jaz, Harry's number.
Thanks.
Shouldn't have been in this ward
in the first place.
Sophie.
It's Terri.
Yeah, there has been a bit of
a change in Harry's condition.
Um
Let's charge again.
Another milligram of adrenalin.
He's already had six.
I know how much he's had!
Rob, this isn't working.
Let's go! 300 joules.
With anyone else
we would've stopped ages ago.
300 joules!
Charged.
Clear!
MONITOR BEEPS
Charge again!
His pupils have blown.
Rob, he's dead.
He's dead.
Time of death, 3.10.
Thank you, everyone.
SOMBRE MUSIC
A full account
will be forwarded to you.
Yes, I know. It's awful.
Sister.
I've got to go.
No!
No, no!
I'm so sorry.
He arrested.
We tried so hard to bring him back.
Oh, Harry.
Steph.
You okay?
Yeah. It's not like
I'm not used to it.
You never get used to it.
No.
Makes you think, doesn't it?
You never know, do you?
When your number's up.
No.
I mean
..you should do what you want to do
when you want to do it.
Yeah, absolutely.
This morning we were arguing
and now he's dead.
He was the same age as me.
I hope he didn't suffer.
Well, he made plenty of us suffer.
Oh, you are awful.
I'll say a prayer
for your soul tonight.
Oh, what it's like
to have friends in high places.
I wish I'd asked the director
to have him moved. I wanted to.
Catholic guilt.
It wasn't your responsibility.
It was his doctor's.
Medically, yeah.
But a patient's welfare
is my territory.
Go home and flog yourself.
You can't take it all on board,
Terri.
I suppose you feel guilty
for Luis Gonzalez.
You should've known
he had a small willy.
I should've assessed his English.
Should we get a counsellor for him?
The more you make of it,
the more upset he'll be.
But, I don't want to get into the
psychology of penis size with a nun.
Oh, please, go home.
I have a case study to present
and two histories to write up.
Jenny could cite this place
as co-respondent in divorce.
Don't give her any ideas, okay?
Bye.
Well, I'm off.
Bye, Mrs Cheng.
I hope you get a good night's sleep.
Will you be coming back?
You bet.
I'll see you tomorrow.
(stifled sobs)
DOOR KNOCK
He's dead, Terri.
Harry's dea
I'm so afraid.