All Saints (1998) s01e04 Episode Script

1
Previously on All Saints -
You pulled me into line.
Medically you were spot-on.
I really owe you on this.
Hi.
I came to check on my patient.
You don't trust me?
You don't trust your own wife?
I just tell it how I see it.
There's nothing to see.
Oh, Harry.
Sophie hasn't nursed in years.
I have no doubt
in time she'll be excellent.
But she'll need supervision.
That will add to our workload.
You lobbied for her employment.
I thought it was only proper
she should come to you.
Joan, this is the ward
where her husband died.
SOPHIE: You've both been very brave.
James, listen
to what Mummy's saying.
Now that Daddy's gone,
I have to work.
And, hey, I'll be working
where Daddy used to work.
So that's good.
Remember how he'd come home and
tell us things? Well, now I can.
Stop being a baby.
Am not.
Are so.
No-one's being a baby.
We're just
well, everything's different.
And we have to adjust.
Now, go and get ready for school.
Okay.
Mum, are you alright?
Don't worry about me.
It's like a big adventure.
MACHINE BEEPS
It's alright, Mrs Andrikidis.
Is something wrong?
No.
Hi, Mrs Andrikidis.
MACHINE BEEPS AGAIN
I don't know what's happened.
Let's see what
the machine's telling us.
Drop sensor is alarming.
You've left the roller clamp on.
So much is new.
There's a lot to learn.
Nothing to worry about,
Mrs Andrikidis.
The rate's already set.
You don't have to change it.
Thanks.
Bron, this is Arnold Walker.
He's up from Emergency
after a fall off his motorcycle.
Thanks.
Gidday, I'm Bronwyn.
I'll be looking after you.
How are you, Arnold?
It's Arnie.
Arnie.
'Course it is, with those muscles.
(laughs)
Room four, bed nine. Thanks.
(softly) He's gorgeous.
This is a hospital,
not a comedy club.
Where do these go?
Treatment room, third shelf.
VON: Always have. Always will.
Just checking.
Go easy on her.
I'll treat her
like I treat everyone else.
That's what I mean.
(groans)
She's getting enough
SPECIAL favours.
ARNIE: The idiot came up out of
his driveway without even looking.
Is your girlfriend okay?
She's still downstairs.
I'll check on her if you like.
Thanks.
See that fracture there?
That's what's causing the pain
and the difficulty breathing.
But it doesn't explain
the abdominal tenderness.
Mind if I take a look?
Sure.
I'll just wriggle you
down the bed a bit.
Lie you flat.
Oh, it hurts.
Yeah, I know, mate.
I'll order a CAT scan, Bron.
Why didn't they do that downstairs?
That's what I'd like to know.
You're a fit bugger, aren't you?
Yeah.
(sharp groan)
Sorry.
That's two Panadeine Forte.
She's in a lot of pain.
Mrs Williams.
Hang on.
Thanks, Doctor.
Please call me Sophie.
Sophie, we're not allowed
to take phone orders any more.
It's a hospital policy.
Oh! That doctor
will think I'm stupid.
Oh, God.
It's no big deal.
You think?
There's no harm done.
Yeah, this time.
Patients are at risk.
Nil by mouth, obs two hourly.
Okay.
I'm in love with the body -
the best body.
No way. Give me
tall and skinny any day.
Hear that, mate? They're treating us
like sex objects.
What? You always stare
at girls at Cougars.
I'm looking for a lady
with a good mind.
Then why do you
look at their breasts?
You really like 'em skinny?
Yeah, and tall. They gotta be tall.
I like swimmers more.
Like, um like Kieren Perkins.
Well, I'm not blind.
(laughs) Yeah,
Kieren's kind of cute.
He's not pumped up enough for me.
Sophie, hi. Welcome back.
Thanks.
Still finding my feet.
It'll take a little while.
Have a great day. Good luck.
Just treat her like the rest.
I know you mean well.
I was just making her feel welcome.
Okay, look.
A reassuring hug is what you give
Sophie Williams -
our friend and surgeon's widow.
Not Sister Williams.
But I hug all the nurses.
Haven't you noticed?
Yeah, you're
a walking harassment case.
I'm sorry. I just didn't think.
You know, just don't single her out.
She's trying to fit in.
There's a small area
of inflammation.
But the stomatherapist
will be up later.
She'll have a look
and you two can chat.
Hi, Mrs Newan.
How is it, Steph?
(surprised)
You've dressed the wound.
Yeah.
I wanted to check the site.
Well, I didn't know
how long you'd be.
There's a little bleeding
and inflammation.
She'll probably need antibiotics.
Was the appliance leaking?
Slightly.
Skin erosion?
Some excoriation.
I've rung the stomatherapist.
It's HER area of expertise.
Right.
Right.
It's no big deal.
I just would have
liked to have seen for myself.
It was leakage. A nursing problem.
I just want to make sure.
I can undress the wound.
We won't put her through that.
I trust your judgement.
Then what's up?
Just call me next time.
I will.
Good morning, Dr Luke.
Hi, Mrs Klimenko.
Do you want a nice cuppa?
No, thanks. I'm fine.
Ah, Mrs Williams.
Mrs Klimenko, remember?
Of course. I'm Sister Williams now.
Of course.
It was so sad,
what happened to Dr Williams.
We were all so sad.
I know how it feels.
I lost my husband at your age.
But, look. Here I am.
Here you are.
Life, it goes on, yes?
I really have to
Would you like a cup of tea?
No, thank you.
If you want, you ask.
I remember when you were
just a young nurse.
That was a long time ago.
I have been here 35 years.
People come. They go.
And now you're back again.
It's so nice to see you.
I really have to go.
Ah, Nurse Yvonne,
you want a cup of tea?
It's for the patients, Mrs Klimenko.
We've got our own tea room.
Plenty to go round.
(shouts) Sister.
I dropped my magazine.
Would you mind picking it up for me?
(voice echoes) Sister?
EERIE MUSIC
(impatient) Sister.
I'll get someone.
Mrs Williams,
she's such a nice lady, isn't she?
But I must go. Bye bye.
My God, that woman can talk.
Oh, I like her.
Von, Mrs Carrington
dropped a magazine.
She needs it picked up.
That's it.
TERRI: You really think she wouldn't
pick up a magazine without a reason?
Maybe not. But it is obvious
she shouldn't be here.
There are things about Sophie's
situation you don't know -
and don't need to know.
I've heard the rumours.
But I can't believe
Harry was so far in debt.
I don't care. I want her supported.
She's screwed up six times already.
Oh, it's her first day!
We're too busy to retrain anybody
on the job.
Would you just give her a go?
Please.
It's your ward.
Yes, it is.
That is a joy set of legs.
What was that you were saying before
about women's minds?
I find women with good legs
DO have good minds.
But don't change the subject.
Have you told your mum
you're moving in?
No.
She can't be that bad.
SHE wants me.
She hasn't even looked at you.
It's called studied indifference.
That's called not knowing you exist.
Name and telephone number, please.
Oh, as if!
You wouldn't stand
in the way of true lust?
If you want details, go ask Arnie.
It's her boyfriend.
Mr Flex.
Are you alright?
Sorta.
What about you?
Oh, just this.
I was lucky.
Anyone hassle you
about what happened?
No. What about up here?
All they know is I came off my bike.
Not the rest?
No.
It's none of their business, anyway.
Are you okay?
(gasps)
You've gone all grey.
Get someone.
(shouts) Can we have a nurse
in here?
Quick.
Okay, that should help
with the nausea.
Maybe you should go.
No way.
Well, he needs to rest.
Well, I'm not stopping him.
Maybe you should go, darl.
I don't want to hurl
in front of you.
Well, I can wait outside.
You've been in an accident yourself.
You should be resting.
She's right.
I'll let your mum know.
Do you have to?
She doesn't know?
It's no big deal.
Let the guys know, but, eh?
As if I wouldn't.
Yeah, they'll know what to do.
Are you sure?
Just tell 'em.
Your call.
I'll come tomorrow.
Have you two been going out long?
Oh, a couple of months.
She's great - Kylie.
Never thought I'd get
a cool chick like her.
How is it?
It's up a bit, but you'll be fine.
Just lie back and rest.
I think we'll give
Dr Forlano a call.
Oh, Jared, somebody named Amanda
phoned for you.
My fiancee.
Really?
Mrs Williams, could you do me
a favour and take those into Terri?
Please, Jaz, it's Sophie.
Sure.
Jared, give us a hand in room seven.
Ah, can you just give me one minute?
Can I help?
Ah sorry, Sophie,
it would be better if Jared helped.
TERRI: I can't believe
you're doing this to her.
Well, I hope you can sleep tonight.
I know I couldn't.
(bangs down phone)
Hi.
Was that about me?
No.
You'd tell me if it was?
Of course I would.
I thought you'd changed
your mind about having me here.
These are for you.
Ta.
No, they're letting
some support staff go.
I don't agree with their choices.
You're being paranoid.
Just don't go out on a limb for me.
Soph, you'll get all the help
any new nurse would.
No more. No less.
You cannot pick it all up
in one morning.
No-one expects you to.
Von does.
Von's not the boss here.
That's better.
Go on.
Your mum's here to see you.
Yeah?
You up to seeing her?
You think I've got a choice?
Gidday, Mum.
You want to get rid of that?
Feeling better?
I did.
I'm feeling pretty crook again.
I'll bring you another bowl.
They're running late in theatre,
but the doctor will see you soon.
How are you, darling?
You should never have bought a bike.
You could've died.
Don't start!
It's true. They're so dangerous.
I wouldn't do anything
if it was up to you.
I'm worried about you, Arnold.
I wish you'd never got that job.
Mum!
Wish you'd never met those boys.
They're my mates.
You only bought the bike
to be like them.
Just shut it!
None of this would've happened
before.
Nothing ever happened before.
That was the trouble.
CONNOR: Look, it's no palace.
But it costs a lot in rent.
I'm wasting money that
I have better uses for.
Like what? Beer and the pokies?
And the footy.
The Cougars need my support.
I'll tell Mum
when the time is right.
Talk's cheap.
I want you to move in now.
You want me or the PlayStation?
Both, actually.
Ah, Dr Morrison.
Yeah?
I saw Angie the other day.
How is she doing?
I'm sorry. Angie
Angela Meadows. Attempted suicide.
She was referred to you.
Oh, the overdose.
Yeah. Is she doing okay?
I wouldn't know.
What?
She hasn't shown up.
You must have her mixed up
with another patient.
No, I know who you mean.
It's not unusual. Few junkies
follow through with Outpatients.
What can you do about it?
Why would she lie to me?
Forget it.
Tell him, Bron.
Tell him what?
Remember a few weeks ago,
the OD patient Angie?
Mmm, junkie.
Former junkie.
Yeah, right.
How can you tell
when a junkie's lying?
As soon as they open their mouth.
You have to draw the line, mate.
We treat them and then
we have to let them go.
Okay, maybe I'm green.
You may be green
and we may have seen too much,
but aftercare
is not part of our job.
Bottom line. Our responsibility
ends when a patient leaves.
But of course there's exceptions,
surely?
Want to make a bet?
Take Arnie. He's an okay guy.
But when we patch him up
and send him on his way,
I won't join a bikie gang
to make sure he's okay.
You won't be wearing leather?
In your dreams, baby.
I hope Angie is the exception.
But, it's not your problem.
If you worry about every patient
that comes here,
in six months you'll be burnt out.
Guaranteed.
TROLLEY CLATTERS
Lunchtime, gentlemen.
Mr Walker's nil by mouth.
A shame.
We have nice chicken.
Today I must hurry.
Mr Beaumont, he wants to see me.
Who?
Mr Beaumont,
boss of Human Resources.
He asked to see me.
What about?
I do not know.
A pay rise maybe?
Did you ask for one?
No.
And you think
they'll just give you one?
I have been here 35 years.
Maybe for that.
Be a first.
HUSHED ARGUING
If you're going to
keep nagging me, shove off!!
Arnold!
Go on, get out!
Please!
I said get out!
Don't take it too hard, Mrs Walker.
He's just feeling lousy.
He never raised his voice to me
until he got that job.
He was such a nice boy.
I'm fine.
What was the job?
In a factory.
He made new friends. He changed.
ELEVATOR DINGS
In what way do you think he changed?
In every way.
If you'd seen him six months ago
he was just a different boy.
JAZ: How is she?
Upset. Not at all happy
about Arnold.
Reckons he's really changed.
Once a jerk, always a jerk.
He's quite sweet most of the time.
Okay, a little bit moody.
But the way he feels,
he has a right to be.
You know,
I know heaps of guys like Arnie.
You should see them at rages,
dancing around with no shirts.
All body and no brains.
Oh, his liver function tests
are back.
Oh, thanks.
Dr Forlano, please.
Yes, I know he's in surgery
but I really need to talk to him.
No, it can't wait.
Hey, how you going?
I can't believe
I made it through to lunch.
I bet Von can't either.
Don't worry about Von.
She's always been impatient.
Did she tell you about the magazine?
Yeah.
I just couldn't go in that room.
I'll make sure you're not
allocated to it until you can.
No favours. I can handle it.
I'm not taking them.
Do you think
I'd come into work on Diazepam?!
I did need them, I don't now.
Look, if you say
you're not on them, I believe you.
Alright?
There.
See you back at work.
Your liver functions are back.
I've spoken to Dr Forlano and
he wants the intern to look at you.
What does that mean?
He'll be down soon,
so he can explain it to you then.
Can I help you?
We're here to interview Mr Walker.
This way you have
of getting information!
Even out of the police.
Just 'cause I'm friendly.
Nosy, you mean. It's the smile.
Like butter wouldn't melt.
Like I said, he's a dumb jerk.
Cops, they won't listen.
The guy is not well.
Neither is the other guy downstairs
with his jaw wired.
Arnie's accident.
He laid into the guy that caused it.
Went completely troppo.
Really?
Mrs Klimenko?
Are you alright?
I've seen Mr Beaumont.
He told me what you said.
I'm sorry?
He told me you said
I bother patients.
He said what?!
Why do you listen
to unhappy patients?
I make many patients happy.
Oh, Mrs Klimenko
Why do you not tell him
about the happy ones?
I thought you were my friend.
Oh, Mrs Klimenko
I am leaving today.
I will not stay
where I am not wanted.
(knocks on door)
Yes?
I'm Terri Sullivan.
Sister Sullivan. My assistant said
you called - rather heated.
I've just seen Mrs Klimenko.
Who?
Mrs Klimenko. You just fired her
and you blamed me for it.
I don't believe I did.
Suggesting I passed on complaints.
No, the patient rep made complaints
on behalf of the patients.
What? Three complaints in 35 years?
No, there were others
from other wards.
We live in a world where
the garrulous are not appreciated.
She gave 35 years of loyal service!
We owe her.
35 years of service
for 35 years of salary.
Quid pro quo.
You live in a grey little world.
I don't think that's necessary.
Wasn't sacking her enough?
Did you have to rob her of her faith
in the people she cares about?
It's not my fault she misunderstood.
I don't think she did.
It was YOUR decision.
At least be responsible
and take the blame.
Thanks for your time.
SOMBRE MUSIC
VOICE ECHOES: So much is new.
TERRI: You cannot pick it up
in one morning.
No-one expects you to.
CONNOR: Sorry,
it's better if Jared helps.
VON: I'll treat her
like everyone else.
She's getting enough
special favours.
TERRI: You'll get all the help
any new nurse would.
You're being paranoid.
Oh, hey. I'm glad I ran into you.
Look, I'm really sorry
about this morning.
It's alright, really.
Ah, Mrs Williams. How are you?
Good, thanks.
TENSE MUSIC
MUSIC BECOMES HARSH
He asked for it.
So what? Every lousy driver
deserves a broken jaw?
No, but
It was a mistake.
Would you have done the same to me
in that situation?
You had to have been there.
Well, I'm glad I wasn't.
Ah, Mr Walker.
Sorry I've been a while.
I have to take some more blood.
Is everything alright?
Fine.
Tell her she doesn't get paid
to give attitude.
Let's calm it down, shall we?
It's like a personality change.
Be careful. We don't want you
to end up with a broken jaw.
He wouldn't want to try.
He has chest pain and is tender
near the liver.
If he's ruptured his liver
he might be bleeding into his abdo.
I can't wait for an ultrasound.
Set up a paracentisis.
What about the chest pain? An ECG?
Yeah. Make it urgent, too.
Is he really sick?
Yeah.
Can you believe the scanner
broke down again?
Can you do this?
Later.
But what about
Later.
Is she being weird with everyone
today, or is it just me?
Don't look at me.
Page me when Bron's done that ECG.
Okay.
I am not stupid.
I understand what you're saying.
What you have to realise
is it's a budget matter.
It has nothing to do with
Sister Sullivan.
Then why did you say she has?
I am so sorry.
As long as we've cleared the air.
You make me say things to Sister.
I sincerely apologise.
As I say, it's simply economics.
We couldn't afford
our current staffing levels.
There's no money to pay me?
Exactly.
Okay, then.
I work for nothing.
Um, Mrs Klimenko
I love my job.
We can't do that, Mrs Klimenko.
You say money is the problem.
I will work for nothing.
This helps with money, no?
You don't understand.
The unions wouldn't allow it.
They'd see you as putting
someone else out of a job.
Exactly.
But MY job.
The people I love.
What do I do if I do not come here?
Problem, Bron?
Arnie's ECG. It's really suss.
Bit young to have cardiac problems.
It doesn't make any sense.
It just keeps getting worse.
Check it out. Neanderthal alert.
They're huge.
Arnie Walker?
Room four, bed nine.
Ten at the most, guys.
He's still hooked up
to the ECG machine.
Be careful.
You got it.
Hey, dufus. How you going?
Feeling the best?
Where's Luke?
In ward 15.
If I'm not back in five, check them.
Make sure they're not
fiddling with anything.
Luke. It all makes sense.
What?
We've been blinded by the accident.
It has nothing to do
with Arnie's symptoms.
What do you mean?
Okay, fellas, time's up.
What are they?
None of your business.
Did Bron give you those?
Just rack off, will ya?
You can't take those.
Did you bring them in?
Are you deaf or something?
Okay, fellas, get lost.
If you want to hang around
I'll call security.
Give me them.
I said rack off!
Are you insane?
You want 'em, do ya?!
Hey, you want 'em?!
Arnie, calm down!
You're a smart-arse.
What are ya?!
Let him go! Let him go!
Connor, are you alright?
You okay?
Okay. You two, outside, please.
Now.
We haven't got time for this.
I won't argue with you.
I'm fine.
You've been assaulted.
I'm taking you to Emergency.
I'd like to punch his lights out.
I want you assessed.
He's an idiot.
It could be broken.
I'm fine.
Why are you holding it, Connor?
You don't have a clue!
You nearly had major ops
because we didn't have the facts.
What am I gonna say?
I'm on the gear?
It would've helped.
You're stacking, aren't you?
Using more than one steroid?
You saw what the guys brought in.
That's what I don't understand.
To keep taking them in here
I take them every day.
You couldn't miss one day?
They help with muscle recovery.
They'd help the injuries.
This has nothing to do
with injuries.
You don't understand!
What I understand is this.
You've got potential heart and liver
problems caused by steroids.
How long have you been taking them?
Six months.
On and off or straight?
Four months straight.
Well, there's a simple answer.
Stop taking them.
Your body should fix itself.
If there's no permanent
You fix me, it's your job!
It might help with that temper, too.
Other guys have more than me.
They're not sick.
Maybe they don't know it yet.
You're the lucky one,
you've had a warning.
I'm putting you in for an angiogram,
see what damage you've done.
I've had tests up to here, mate.
Bron, I want to book Arnold Walker
in for an angiogram.
He's still aggro,
so avoid controversial topics.
Maybe we should get Peter
to talk to him.
Sort out his body,
then we can deal with his mind.
I can just get my head around
an athlete taking the stuff.
I don't agree, but you can see why.
I mean, they're going for gold.
But to wreck your system so you can
take your shirt off at a nightclub.
Go figure.
Be careful with him.
Yeah.
Hey. Are you okay?
It's a flesh wound.
Stupid roid head.
I hate drugs.
That's not what I expect
from the youth culture of today.
A few of my friends had problems.
Oh, X-ray are ready for you.
Why didn't you say?
Steph.
I've been looking for you.
Why?
I want to know what's going on.
What do you mean?
You're doing everything you can
to avoid me.
Including dressing Mrs Carrington's
stoma site without calling me.
I told you
It's not like you and you know it.
I don't know
what you're talking about.
Is it something I've done?
I'm busy. That's all.
Fine.
I'll call you when
the stoma therapist arrives.
Yeah.
Steph!
This is silly.
We're good mates.
What's going on?
I've got a few problems, that's all.
I've been silly. I'm
That's the trouble with being
eminently sensible.
When you're not
it shows twice as much.
Eminently sensible.
Yeah.
I'll have to shatter that illusion.
Why?
It sounds so dull.
Well, it's not.
So everything's okay, huh?
Good.
I'd hate it if we weren't mates.
Me, too.
Well, I better get back to it.
You want anything?
No.
Oh, yeah.
I'd like a bit of privacy.
How's what's-his-name?
Connor? He's in X-ray.
I warned him.
His fault, just like
the guy's jaw you broke.
Forget it.
Your mum said
you used to be different.
I thought she meant as a person, but
how differently are you physically?
As if you care.
I'm trying to get a handle on this.
I mean, does it make
that much difference?
Is it worth risking your life?
What was the first thing
you noticed when I came in here?
The truth.
Okay. I thought you were cute.
The first thing that registered?
I liked you.
What did you say to the others?
Nice guy? Bull.
I said that
You said, "Nice bod".
Admit it.
No-one looked twice at me
before I built up.
I had no friends.
I'd sit home Saturday night
watching telly with Mum.
I'd see Kylie around -
she'd look straight through me.
Then, I meet the guys, they get me
on the gear and Kylie notices me.
I'm not going back
to the wimp I was.
You can be fit
without taking steroids.
I've seen what happens to guys.
They lose it.
I understand that, but
..if it's between that
and your life?
That's garbage.
Then why are you here?
I came off my bike.
That has nothing to do with
all this.
Oh, YOU say.
I know.
Just shut it, will ya?
Shut up. I'm sick of it.
Okay.
Alright.
Okay.
Connor has to go home.
Steph's taking his patients
as well as room eight
and Bron gets Mrs Carrington.
All our post-ops are stable so Von
and I can handle two and three.
I can look after room two on my own.
Probably better if you don't today.
We'll keep an eye on her.
I can do it.
Alright. Just be aware that Jared,
Von and I are here if you need us.
I'll call you if I have to.
You do that.
I don't blame you
for what you're thinking.
You were taking these somewhere.
I'll do it.
No, I think it's better if I do.
You're overworked, understaffed
and you're stuck with me.
I'll do it.
You sure?
Yes.
Room one.
Don't you think I should take them?
No. I will.
You're mean.
She asked to do it.
No-one forced her.
Oh, hello. I thought Nurse Ryan
was doing that.
No, I am.
Are you alright, dear?
Yes.
Yes, I'm fine.
Go, Mrs Williams.
I knew she could do it.
Right. Can we get on with some work?
What are you doing?
What do you think?
You're supposed to have
an angiogram.
Arnie!
Problem.
What?
Arnie's done a runner.
Where did he go?
I think this way.
Mr Walker!
Arnie! Mr Walker.
Your condition could be serious.
You just want me here
so you can keep on my case!
You're ruining your health.
What would you know?
We won't hassle you about steroids.
You think I'm stupid?!
No, but leaving hospital is.
Is a good body worth dying for?
They wouldn't give me the stuff
if it hurt me.
Maybe they're uninformed.
Then it would've hurt them.
You're overdosing.
Shut up!
You're overdosing to catch up
Shut up.
Bron.
Come on.
I called his mum.
She'll try to get him to come back.
You want me to assess him?
Yeah.
We can't fix him medically
until we get through to him.
I'd say it's a classic.
Boy gets body, finds identity
and is afraid to lose it.
What are his chances of coming back?
Oh, not good.
I don't rate his chances
if he won't.
See what happens when they turn
us men into sex symbols?
I'm only half joking.
My outpatients are full
of young women with anorexia
due to low self-esteem.
Now it's happened to the men.
She's on her way.
I wanted to drag him back
by the scruff of his neck.
That, I would've liked to have seen.
It's not his fault, it's the roids.
No-one's shoving them
down his throat, Bron.
He's got his reasons, you know?
Excuse me if I don't sympathise.
There has to be a way to deal with
patients who can't help themselves.
Not once they walk out the door.
Yeah, well, it sucks.
Come on, guys. It's show time.
CLAPPING AND WHOOPING
LAUGHTER
Come on, Mrs Klimenko.
Didn't think we'd let you
get away without a fuss, did you?
You're all so nice.
We would like to thank you for the
happiness you've given to this ward
for as long as any of us
can remember.
We'd like to wish you well
for the future
and we look forward to seeing you
around in whatever you decide to do.
APPLAUSE
I am unhappy to go.
But it makes me so happy
to see how you feel.
Thank you, Sister Terri,
for all you do.
She helped me become volunteer.
So I can visit you all.
EVERYONE CHUCKLES
Everyone is so kind.
But one has been most kind.
I remember the day
she first started to work here.
She is always a nice person to me.
For so many years.
And this is for being my friend.
Nurse Yvonne.
We have been here the longest.
From me to you.
I thank you.
APPLAUSE
You look after Mrs Williams, huh?
She is a nice lady.
Mrs Klimenko.
I'd like you to blow the candle out
on the cake.
One big breath.
Make a wish.
CHEERING
See you, Von.
I suppose I have to find
somewhere to put it.
Better you than me.
Oh.
Hey.
I'm sorry, okay?
Is that what you said
to the guy whose jaw you broke?
I didn't get a chance.
Why are you still hanging around?
I still feel shocking.
So, re-admit yourself.
Oh, sure!
So they can keep hassling?
It's none of their business.
I'm sorry. Okay?
You know what they've been
telling me?
Roughly.
Is it true?
I nursed a guy once
who'd been stacking for years.
He developed high blood pressure,
diabetes.
He died of a heart attack at 35.
Sure, that's an isolated case,
but if you use steroids
it's Russian roulette.
It's a matter of time.
I-I was a loser.
I don't want to be like that again.
Being a loser has nothing
to do with your body.
Oh!
Oops, sorry.
Ah, what's that for?
Mr Campbell.
I'm removing his sutures.
Who told you to?
He's going home.
So?
So I'm removing his sutures
before he does.
I mustn't have checked my notes
carefully enough.
The days of patients staying here
until their sutures are out
are long gone.
We need the bed space.
His GP will remove them.
Oh, my God.
He's just a dumb jerk.
He could keel over at any minute
and he just walks away.
Yeah.
What were we saying before
about letting go once they leave?
Okay. There are some exceptions.
Mmm. Well, now you admit it.
I thought it was just us
wet-behind-the-ears graduates
who got sucked in.
Junkies are in a class of their own.
They're hopeless.
What, and roid users are not?
What do I do about coming back?
We were a bit worried about you.
Wouldn't blame you if you weren't.
We're suckers for a good cause,
aren't we?
Welcome to the club.
I'll take you to Admissions.
Maybe I was wrong about Angela.
I was doing so well.
Or, I thought I was.
I'd even dealt with the room
where Harry died.
Then I almost opened up a wound
because my knowledge
is from the 80s.
Stupid girl!
Sophie. You'll catch up.
But what if I kill someone first?
You're not going to do that.
Has Von been at you again?
Oh, I don't know what's worse -
having her snap at me or having her
patronisingly understanding.
She was so nice
it almost killed her.
I should throw it in,
save us all a lot of grief.
Absolutely not.
Why don't you sign up
for a training course?
I'd like to do that.
I realised today
how much I missed nursing.
Gets in your blood.
You could work the ward,
study part-time.
I reckon you can do it.
Why didn't I think of that?
I can't believe how out of practice
you get. I'm all thumbs.
It's easily fixed.
Right, Sister, that's very good.
Don't want you to drop it.
Oops.
Oh, what?!
Did you say "oops"?
Oh, no, no, no.
Oops is not good enough, Sister.
We must be vigilant against germs.
(snobby voice) If all the germs were
dotted with red nail polish,
(both) we would be surrounded
by a sea of red.
Sister Gillespie.
(hysterical laugh)
Sssh. We'll wake the boys.