Casualty (1986) s01e13 Episode Script

Clearing the houses now, sir.
Any further instructions? Roger.
(Whines) (Barks) Clover! - Ach, God - (People in the street) (Car doors slamming) Good dog.
Good dog.
- 143 to Foxtrot.
We're in position.
- Foxtrot to 143, understood.
Can you hear me, John? I'm Andrew.
I'm the negotiator.
Just shout if you can hear me, then we can talk.
Yeah.
Foxtrot, until I hear to the contrary, I'm assuming there is a child, sir.
Understood.
I want the press, radio and TV and I want them now.
(Andrew) I'll need to talk to my boss, see if I can fix something up.
If you don't get a move on, I'll shoot the child.
I can't arrange press without talking to my boss.
Just give me a few minutes to sort something out and I'll come back to you.
- Get back! - Ow! - You should have been evacuated.
- I had my earplugs in.
I didn't hear you.
Look, that man's name is Mr John Collee.
That's his shed.
He's been living in that house since his sister died.
Look.
I haven't got all night.
Just get me the television and radio and let me speak to them.
Just bear with me, John.
I'm seeing what I can do.
I don't believe this.
Look, I know him.
Let me speak to him, will you, please? Let me speak to him.
What's the matter? What is it? It's apain in my chest.
- (Tyres squeal, crash) - I feel (Groans) Piet, come on! It's in my chest! - Get an ambulance.
Help me.
- I can't.
You know that.
I can't.
Anna, please.
Please.
For God's sake! (Whistles) (Toilet flushing) I'd give up if I were you.
- Hi, Clive.
- Hi.
Good thing you've come, man.
- Loo's gone again.
- Really? Uh-huh.
C'est la vie.
Look, this is not going to solve anything, John.
Put that gun down and come out, will you? Hold fire! John, are you all right? Mind yourself.
Are you all right? - There is no child.
- Are you in a lot of pain? Don't worry.
I'll get you to a hospital.
He'll need an ambulance.
- (Sobs) - You relax.
Take deep breaths.
Relax, Mr Collee.
Relax.
What's he talking about? We don't keep shingles overnight.
- You try telling him that.
- Who's on the line? A social worker.
Tell him we do the diagnosis, he does the aftercare and she goes home.
- Charlie - I've had self-diagnosis up to here.
Yeah, well, thanks for nothing.
Don't talk to me like that in my department.
MI coming over the horizon.
I'll be in my office if you need me.
Sorry, you'll have to wait.
King.
Right job here.
Dutch or something.
Can't understand a word he says.
- (Man groans) - See what I mean? - You got a name? - Nope.
- Not a clue? - Nothing.
- No credit card? - Nothing.
The man with no name, eh? There is a woman in the ambulance.
Won't come in with him.
- Usual bloody story.
- Sorry? - Infidelity.
- Oh.
- Pierre Cardin.
- Out of your class, my son.
Speak for yourself, huh? He had it out with Mute about the jockey.
But, erI don't think he can face it.
- You speak English, mate? - Yeah.
How did this start, can you say? Pains here for some days now.
Like weights in my chest.
Uh-huh.
Did you feel anything else? Bad pain here in my leg.
Let's have a look (Man yelps) - I'm thinking thrombosis.
- You're the boss.
It's a little difficult, you see.
I mean, I know his wife.
It would break her heart.
- So - So? So let's just say you never saw me.
For her sake.
What's the matter? Have you never gone behind someone's back? Thought it could break their heart? He's in good hands.
It's gonna be a bit of a wait, love.
Let's get you a cup of tea.
She wants to go.
Why? The bloke's pretty sick, love.
- What's going on here? - She shouldn't be seeing him.
If his wife finds out it'll You should have thought about that before you went with him.
Listen, nobody needs to know, right, until tomorrow.
Tonight he might need you.
Tomorrow we'll forget we ever saw you.
Come on, girl.
Sometimes you've got to take the rough with the smooth.
Come on.
Come on.
- Five diamorphine, 12.
5 Stemetil.
- Five diamorphine, 12.
5 Stemetil.
Just sit down, love.
Somebody will come.
Thank you.
For the heart-attack bloke.
Lady in red.
Oh, right.
- Could we have a word? - Sure.
In private.
I'm owed an explanation.
Do you realise the hell I've been going through? Everyone knew about it except me.
Since you finally decided to bring it up, I'll tell you.
I went to visit an old college friend.
I had to get away.
What about the letter that my wife found? - What letter? - Your letter.
Telling me that we finished.
Do you seriously think I'd write you a note like that after all the time we spend together? Didn't know what to think.
And that's just it.
I don't know.
It must have been a wind-up or something.
If you weren't so pig-headed you would have stopped to ask.
That's what gets me so angry.
You always assume the worst.
So you're saying you didn't write it? Look, do you know how I've been feeling over the last week? I don't enjoy these rumours.
Why did you leave so suddenly, then? I feltI felt guilty.
- What, about us? - Of course about us.
All right.
So how do you feel about it now, then? Me? Look, erI'm confused.
- What does that mean? - Oh, Andy, you're so It means that I don't think that I can stop seeing you.
(Sighs) I'm the boss.
Why me? There is a little pin beside the bowl.
Pull it out.
- It should slide.
- But it doesn't.
This pops tonight, we'll have an overflow.
Everybody knee-deep.
This place is collapsing.
Oh, look at that.
Declare it out of order.
I've had enough.
- But consider the crowds.
- Do it, Kuba.
OK.
Thank you, Mr Plimmer.
Oh.
- How are the patients? - The one in there is dying.
- Crash team? - With him now.
- Any relatives? - The glamorous one.
Has Duffy talked to you about her attacker yet? No.
She's talked to Megan.
Seems to be pulling through all right.
Well, keep an eye on her.
Well, I did.
I missed you yesterday.
It's milk chocolate and you're not offering me any? It's nothing.
What's next? There's this old lady in five who thinks God is doing battle with the dent in her left hand so she slit her wrist.
Good on logic, not so good on the wrist.
Sounds like she needs to see the psychiatrist.
- Yeah.
- I'll take a look.
Look, I know not to get personal at work.
But if I don't hear from you when we're off duty, I start asking questions at work.
- Charlie - That's fair enough, isn't it? Yes.
So what is it that's worrying you? Because it's worrying me.
- I'm sorry Right now - Is it something I've done? No.
- I thought it was something I'd done.
- It's none of your bloody business, OK? Don't let it get in the way of the work.
You're both too good for that.
Well, somebody's gonna say it sooner or later.
(Siren blares) It's no good.
I've tried.
He won't let go of that thing.
- Megan! - Yes, I'm still here.
It's OK.
- When's that rattling gonna stop? - It won't be long now.
- It won't be long.
- Christ! - It's agony.
- I know, I know.
You've got to read this.
You've got to read it tonight, Megan.
- I will.
- So I can explain.
- The world's got to know.
- Just you relax, OK? That's it.
I'll read it.
You just relax.
Aren't you lot ever satisfied? Excuse me, did you come in with the Dutch gentleman? - Yes.
- I wonder if we could talk privately.
Yes.
My name is Ewart Plimmer.
My office? Hi.
What have we got? Her husband found her trying to abort.
We can't see any blood.
Her GP had been treating her for depression but she came off the pills.
She's been going on about the news, how it's crazy to bring a child into the world.
He found her collapsed in the bathroom.
That's all we know.
- Can you get me a nurse? - Yeah, sure.
Hello, I'm Dr Samuels.
We can't be certain as to the cause but the registrar suspects a blood clot.
He died about ten minutes ago.
I'm sorry.
- Thank you.
- There are some formalities.
The gentleman wasn't carrying any ID.
We don't know who he is exactly.
- Do you mind if I smoke? - Please.
ErI did have an ashtray somewhere.
- Now I can't find a light.
- Here we are.
Thank you.
This really is a nightmare.
We worked together in Holland.
I was his secretary.
He was the rich Dutch businessman.
It's a cliché but He was a very attractive man.
His wife It'll be bad enough for her to lose him, but to find that he was here with me - I can't do that to her.
- No.
You wanted ID.
His name is Piet van der Hooek.
It's H-O-O-E-K.
- And this is his home number.
- Do you have an address? Why? We'll get Interpol to call the local police round.
It's normal practice for this kind of news.
Oh, no.
That would upset her even more.
Look, I know I shouldn't ask you this but you were with him when he died.
I thought perhaps you could phone her.
That's really not procedure.
Please.
She speaks perfect English.
I'm not asking you to lie, just not to mention me.
- All right.
- Thank you.
She has a class this evening but she'll be home later.
OK.
- Do you need me now? - We may want to get in touch again.
I'm staying in a hotel and I can't remember the address.
- Can I ring it in? - Please.
As soon as possible.
Thank you.
- There's no need to pull it.
- Susie.
Has that woman gone? - What woman? - The one with the Dutchman.
She just left.
She's a bit out of your league though, isn't she? Just once in a while I'd appreciate a serious response.
- (Phone rings) - Casualty.
Far too fast.
I hate you! I hate you! Not your day.
Jack Tomlinson, please.
Is that you? Susie, the gents is out of bounds.
Kaputt.
Verstehen? Have you taken the broken leg to X-ray? No.
Because I'm the plumber, the janitor, the porter, the tea maker, the milk buyer And you're also boring.
I'm not boring.
I want Inspector Potter.
Tell him it's Ewart Plimmer.
Hello, John.
I'm fine.
Listen.
I believe your people are dealing with the Mercedes that crashed earlier.
Dutch number plates, yes.
I think you should have a look at it.
He's dead.
No, she's all right.
I don't know why, I just think you should check it.
- Megan, what the hell - I am loving my neighbour as myself.
I wouldn't come here voluntarily in my pyjamas to see you.
- So what's the catch? - This here is Mr Collee.
Mr Collee, you're at the hospital now.
Mr Collee, this is Clive King.
He's a good friend of mine.
Mr Collee lives near me.
And this is Constable Grant.
- Constable.
- We had a little shoot-out together.
- Go in now, yeah? OK, now.
- A shoot-out? Hey.
Is she joking? No, he had half my shop in his back garden.
Megan? - Cubicle one, Kuba.
- OK.
Megan, one minute.
- You shouldn't be doing this.
- He hasn't got anybody else! His wife left him years ago.
What are you doing here? You're losing sympathy votes.
An overdeveloped sense of responsibility.
Where's Baz? Mr Collee, a neighbour of mine, is going to need a bed upstairs.
- They're full.
- Why smile about that? What do you expect? Tears? I'd run out of hankies.
Nothing changes.
Get Baz, will you? And tell Sheila to look up his file.
John Collee.
- It'll be as thick as a book.
- Right.
- (Shouts) - It's all right, Mr Collee.
I'm here.
All right, that's it.
You just relax, OK? You just relax.
OK.
There is a waiting room if you'd like to wait there.
- He's in custody.
- He's hardly going to walk out, is he? - I know but - You're just doing your job, I know.
It doesn't look very good.
Is he gonnadie? Excuse me a minute, please.
- That guy had half the shop out? - Yeah.
- Duffs, will you please call Baz? - Yeah.
- Megan's brought us a present.
- I heard.
That woman ought to be in politics.
There's no stopping her.
- How does she look? - No way can she help that man.
John Collee.
The works.
You all right? - Sorry? - Are you OK? You look like you're on another planet.
Yeah.
- Does Baz know about this man? - Yeah, Duff's calling her.
Did Susie bring it in? Four ops, chemotherapy, enough specialists to fill a stadium.
It's a miracle they didn't bury him months ago.
Yeah, well, I'll call Ewart.
The old lady in five needs a taxi.
You already got her one.
I don't know how this man's still breathing.
Maybe he just doesn't know when to give up.
I know the way I'm behaving may seem a bit paranoid, but perhaps that's just how I'm feeling.
Share it with me.
I can't.
The more we talk about this, the more we blow it out of proportion.
- Blow what out of proportion? - Whatever you feel I'm hiding.
- It's more important than you admit.
- Charlie, please.
OK, look, we'll talk later.
At my place.
No.
I'm not ready to talk yet.
Fine.
No, it's not fine.
Don't go like that.
Like what? What do you want? I want you to hold me.
- There's a bed Sorry.
- No, it's OK.
Megan wants you urgently in one.
Ponting's brought us an overdose.
Girlfriend stays out last night so he takes 25 paracetamol, half a bottle of Bells and a bottle of muscadet.
- He's been generous with it.
- When did he take the paracetamol? About an hour ago.
Put him in two.
I'll be back in a two.
Come on.
I'd hate to be your liver, bro.
Oh, for Well, I hope Ewart appreciates this.
My feet don't belong to me any more.
I just think they're my feet.
You reckon people can think pain away? This looks promising.
Well, well, well.
I'm gonna get this chap a bed upstairs if it's the last thing I do.
Attempted suicide in two.
Get King to cover for me.
Charlie.
(Pager bleeps) I've buzzed him.
Yes.
All right.
Oh, here he is.
- Inspector Potter is on the phone.
- Hello, John.
The keys, please.
Didn't Charlie leave you the keys? He wants me to act up the charge.
- What the hell is he playing at? - How much? She just said some hotel.
No.
Well, how was I to know? OK, I'll see you in a bit.
"Dear Mr Collee.
Thank you for your most recent letter.
"The committee can see no reason to connect your current illness" Go on! ".
.
your current illness with military tests "undertaken in Her Majesty's service during the period 1955 to 1956.
"Until evidence of a connection is shown, "we are unable, therefore, to recommend compensation "for your current health problems.
"Yours sincerely, Colonel Smallhurst, Ministry of Defence.
" Smallhurst.
- What kind of tests? - A bloody farce.
- What were you testing? - They never told us.
- Know now, of course.
- Know what now? There weren't no ordinary bombs.
Have you rung my wife? Erm Yes, I have.
It is a long journey though and it might take a while.
Miles.
I lost her cos of this.
Says I was obsessed.
You would be if you knocked your head against a brick wall, never gave an inch.
50 letters in there from the Ministry of Defence and never gave a bloody inch.
(Megan and Mr Collee shouting in distance) - Charlie.
- What? What's the matter? Give it a rest, Kuba.
I tell you something, Charlie.
You and Baz and very lucky.
You know? I understand you argue all the time.
She's a very strong woman.
But very clever.
- I don't want to know.
- Maybe, but you should listen.
Charlie, you are very lucky.
And you should not forget that.
I'm happy.
Yes, yes.
But how much happier I would be if someone was to be my special friend.
Like you and Baz.
I try and try and try but you know, I'm Polish.
I speak with this voice.
I'm funny.
No woman will love me here.
In Warsaw, Charlie I was loved.
But here So.
It is worth being wrong and making mistakes and learning if you and Baz can be happy.
You werebig with the girls in Warsaw, were you? Charlie, I wasdynamite.
Sorry.
Well? This number she gave me in Amsterdam, it's not Mrs van der Hooek.
- Where was it? - A brothel.
- A brothel?! - What now? I don't know but if that Merc's anything to go by, your friend is in a drugs chain that makes Boots look like a sweet store.
Why did you let her go? If you suspected something, why let the sole witness walk away? I wasn't thinking.
I didn't get suspicious until after she'd gone.
They'll have covered themselves by now.
They're the big boys.
Best we can do is get the drug squad onto it.
I couldn't even kill myself.
Yeah, well, sometimes it's hard to be strong.
I just need to know she loves me.
Let's get back up on the bed.
Have some rest.
Easy now.
Just hold me.
I'll get you up.
Do you know how dangerous paracetamol is? You're very lucky to be alive.
And you're not out of the woods yet.
Now.
You weren't trying to kill yourself.
You were trying to make a big fuss so that she could see how much she hurt you.
Right? You don't need sympathy.
What you need is a kick up the pants.
Hm? Your life is precious.
Remember.
You don't need to wash him out.
Just keep an eye on him.
A Mr John Collee.
He's one of Mr Kentra's patients.
Just a bed for tonight.
I love you, I love you, I love you.
No.
I'm just very pleased, all right? - Oh, I've done it.
- Oh? A bed for Collee in Lancaster Ward.
I thought that was all full.
It's just until there's a space in medical.
- Brilliant.
- Yeah, it's pretty good.
If he survives the journey.
- I'll go tell Megan.
- Oi.
Duffs Look, since you're so good, erm Get another one.
- OD in two.
- You're joking.
That's all right.
Any time, Megan.
- Duffy.
- He won't tell us a lot.
- That's - Private property.
I know, Ewart.
What are you going to do with him? You don't understand, do you? No one wants him.
Drives through customs, a million pounds' worth of heroin, suddenly has a heart attack, nobody cares any more.
No ID, nothing.
In their eyes he doesn't exist.
Dead potato.
And that callous attitude makes this possible.
- Makes what possible? - Smack sold like it is.
- Is my wife coming? - Yes, she's coming.
- With my daughter? - With your daughter, OK? I'll take the case.
It's all right.
I'll be here with you.
All right.
OK.
Here we are.
Yeah.
Cosy like home.
- Yeah.
Home to rest.
- Now, now, stop talking like that.
- Can we go on? - Yes, we can.
I want to.
- Where do you come from? - Me? From Poland.
Do they have the atomic bomb in Poland? The bomb? No.
We have no bomb.
But if we did, it would be a different Poland.
Maybe my country would be strong.
- I don't know.
- Oh, yes.
I'm not arguing with you, I'm telling you you're not doing your job.
- All right.
- It's not all right.
Your keys.
My keys.
- Where the hell were they? - Near the dangerous drugs cupboard.
- OK, I made a mistake.
- The guy admitting he made a mistake.
- You be careful.
- I am being careful.
You want my job, you work for it.
Don't try it on because I'm having a bad night.
Your job.
Hm.
I could do your job with my eyes closed.
You were nowhere tonight.
Where you're coming from, sunshine, you could not do my job.
Never.
You could learn some humility.
You really could learn that.
I didn't mean to say that.
Charlie, enough.
Yes, if you could get that for me.
- Are you back? - Moi? - I was not aware that I'd been away.
- Good.
Cos your lover wants to spend the night with you.
Charlie! I must have a word with Duffy.
There's something wrong with my stars tonight.
- Charlie, I ache.
- She loves me.
You and women.
All right, Winnie, let's find us a nice cubicle, shall we? Take your time.
- Hello, Winnie.
- I dream of you every night, Charlie.
Oh, yeah? Either it's all over or they're getting married.
- Baz wouldn't marry him.
- Something's happened.
He's got his act together.
- You know I can't do that, Winnie.
- I get lonely, that's all.
Just listen to me.
But you're fine, Winnie.
Honest.
I've got pain here.
All right.
Let's get your coat off, shall we? Come on, then.
That's it.
And your cardies.
That's a good girl.
Let's try this one.
You'll never die of the cold, will you? Just give us a hug.
That'll make it better.
Oh, Winnie! Winnie! Honestly, it just sounds like teething.
If he gets any worse, bring him in.
- I'll be out for half an hour.
- Where are you going? I've got to see Inspector Potter.
Don't you think you should let them handle it? - Handle what? - You're going after her.
You're crazy.
Phone Potter.
- I'll be half an hour.
- Ewart, she may not be alone.
She may have another friend.
He's not gonna welcome you and say, "Hello, you've just broken an international drug-smuggling ring.
" Grow up.
That's where I'll be.
- This is terrible! - (John) What's that? It's another letter from your friend Jones.
- What's the date on the letter? - 13th of October He wrote that two days before he died.
He was the first to go.
You were all on this island together, were you? Yeah.
Our job was to dig huge holes in the sand and coral and put tanks in them.
They wanted to see how they withstood the blast.
Yeah.
Ooh, it was the time of our lives.
Swimming, all those different fish.
Yeah.
Beautiful coloured birds.
Did you not suspect anything? It was 1955.
We were kids.
We'd just landed the cushiest military service you could ever dream of.
Oh, well, we did think, why were they all scrubbing us down and showering us? They said it was hygiene.
You know, tropics.
Christ almighty.
When the major said point your bum at the blast, you should have heard what Blacker said.
(Laughs) (John) Get him out of here.
Get him out! You are still in custody, you know.
- I'm not running anywhere.
- Hang on a minute, will you? Think you could, ermgo and have a cup of tea or something? Erbut my sergeant might pop in.
I'll tell him you were caught short.
He just wants to be on his own for a couple of minutes.
It's not as if he's gonna bash the door down and beat me up.
- Ten minutes.
- Good man, thanks.
- Are we alone? - Yes.
Yes, we're alone.
(Sobs) I'm very tired.
Gonna offer me one? - You've got a cup of tea in your hand.
- Yeah.
Of course.
Woman trouble? Getting warmer.
Good luck, boy.
Yeah.
Look, I knew I was in the wrong back there.
I just didn't need you to tell me.
Yeah, well, I'm sorry.
Yeah, so am I.
- So you think you could do my job, eh? - No sweat.
I see.
Let's face it, Charlie.
You know and I know I could do your job.
Just not sure that I could keep my head the way that you do.
Course you could.
I am knackered.
Wiped out.
Finished.
Hey, Charlie, what did you say to Winnie? - She walked out of here a new woman.
- Charlie - Nothing.
I didn't do anything, really.
- She's twice your age.
Look, man, that woman almost bit my hand off, you know.
Are you sure you're in one piece? Leave it alone, will you? (Clive and Duffy laughing) - I just talked to her.
- (Duffy) Oh, yeah? You know something, Duffs? He's not a bad nurse.
You know something, Clive? You call me Duffs again, I'll kill you.
When I'm dead, there'll just be the two of us.
- I know I shouldn't ask but - Don't worry.
Tell me.
What is it? Get a copy of these to Collins and Morris.
- These two? - Collins lives in Australia.
You'll find the addresses in there.
The Ministry of Defence will try and get hold of those when I've gone.
- Whatever you do, keep the originals.
- Yeah, OK.
- What am I going to do then? - Get the press.
- Why didn't you get the press? - I wanted to beat them on my own.
The police will try and get those off you.
Hang onto them.
- You do understand.
- Yes, I understand.
No, no, no, you do understand.
Yes, I do understand.
You might think I'm crackers, but remember I'm dying 20 years before me time.
No, I don't think you're crackers.
I'll do it.
I'll do it.
And, John, take it easy for me, will you? There's a good man.
Just take it very easy and relax.
OK? How much longer is she going to be? Oh, she'll be here very, very soon.
All right? Excuse me, I wonder if you could help me.
I'm looking for a Miss van der Hooek.
- Room number, sir? - I'm afraid I don't know.
- I'll see if I can help.
- Thanks.
We have no record of a Miss van der Hooek.
Oh.
How about a Mr van der Hooek? I'm afraid we have no one of that name.
Right.
Have you anybody from Holland staying here? Would sir mind telling me quite who he's looking for? Look, she's tall, dark, very well turned out.
- I'm sorry? - She's beautiful.
- Exceptionally beautiful.
- I'm sorry.
She's staying here, I'm certain.
There's no one of that description here.
Come back again in the morning.
Ewart? You really are an obstinate bastard.
I've been looking for you.
It hurts me seeing you like this.
What's going on? I do care.
Whatever happens over the next few weeks, I just want you to remember something.
I've never trusted anyone enough to admit that they might love me and mean it.
People say so much.
Anyway, I just want you to know that that I need a little more time.
Because you matter a lot.
(Sobs) I'm just going to check on Megan, OK? Yeah.
Do you know what heroin's doing to the kids in this city? (Potter) Yes, I do.
But you don't have to save their lives.
I do and I'm fed up.
You think I'm not? Honestly, there's nothing you can do about it.
These people are professionals.
A complete accident brings us face to face.
- Then forget about it? - I didn't say that and you know it.
Come in and do a Photofit tomorrow.
You won't win if you take them on alone.
Somebody's got to try.
Ewart? Sorry.
- You all right? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Hm.
Well, we ought to go.
Do you want a lift? No, I'd rather walk.
- Megan.
- (Whispers) Shh.
He's sleeping.
You should rest.
You're still recovering.
I promised I'd stay until his wife comes.
Someone else can watch him.
No! I'm sorry.
Is he more comfortable now? Think so.
Buzz me if he needs anything.
- Take care, Megan, please.
- I will.
Oh, God.
Look at this.
"Dear Collee.
Sheila has just had another baby.
"She's a fantastic kid but the doctor says her eyesight's a bit dodgy.
"I remember Blacker saying that his boy has something similar, "so I thought I'd check with you cos I know you keep the file.
"Have any of the others had trouble with their children's health? "I'm a bit concerned that this is more than a coincidence.
"Anyway, I'll see you at the next reunion.
"Your old mucker, Jones.
" (Moans) It's all right.
I'm here.
Hm No, it's true.
We are pawns to the gods.
Kuba, I have the greatest respect for you, but what the hell are you talking about? Here, Charlie, in the department.
Sometimes we are so busy we can't stop.
But sometimes it's quiet.
We don't know what to do next.
You know something, Kuba? That is a very observant observation.
But obvious.
We're all getting to know each other too well.
Sort of.
It's a very depressing world, don't you think? It's so quiet.
- They must know something we don't.
- Shh! Perhaps the world is being nice to each other.
(Laboured) All they ever said was that it was nothing to do with them.
But men don't die like that.
Children aren't born like that by accident.
Their scientists didn't know what they were doing.
They were messing about with something they didn't understand.
I'm dying and I'm bloody angry.
Whenwhenwhen is she coming? (Gasps for breath) Please She'll be here soon.
I promise you.
Excuse me, I'm Mrs Collee.
My husband was brought in last night.
We were called hours ago but we live a long way off.
- How is he? - Take a seat.
I'll get someone to see you.
Thanks.
- Baz.
- Yep? - Mrs Collee's here.
- How long has she been here? - She just arrived.
Should I have - No.
It's fine.
Miriam? Hello, I'm Dr Samuels.
Miriam, I'm afraid I've got some bad news.
Mr Collee's just died.
I'm very sorry.