All Saints (1998) s01e18 Episode Script

1
Previously on All Saints -
I bet you don't bring
every patient home
and feed them chicken soup, do you?
It is definitely a secret admirer.
Yeah, sure.
It doesn't really matter
what I think.
You've already made up your mind.
No.
Yes.
JARED: Angie!
You do realise she is
becoming dependent on you?
It's called friendship.
No, it's called "she's a junkie".
Ben's away on an Army Reserve camp.
Didn't he just go on one?
It's some special training.
It's some special training.
No, YOU'VE got it wrong.
No, YOU'VE got it wrong.
He's been there since Wednesday.
No, he has to be there,
he said he was there.
STEPH: Ben, I don't have time.
I just want to talk. Five minutes.
Okay. What are you doing here?
I just thought seeing as you
snuck out so early this morning
I didn't sneak. I went to work.
Early.
You've hardly spoken to me
since I got back from
the Army Reserve weekend.
You came up here to tell me that?
Yes. I want to know what I've done.
TERRI: Okay, she's for room two.
Is she okay?
I brought her in. She collapsed on
the roadside. Possible concussion.
Hairline fracture to skull.
No bleeding on the scan.
Steph
Okay, Melinda, we'll need
a few more details.
You didn't give your surname
to Emergency.
Melinda?
Do you know where you are?
Do you know how you got here?
We'll get you organised.
Don't hurt me, please!
It's okay.
ANGIE: There. I've finished.
Can you read it for me, please?
This feels so good
to get this off my chest.
You can't call your father that.
Yes, I can. That's what he is.
But it's not going to help
build any bridges, is it?
Why don't you change that
and I'll grab you an envelope?
Thanks, Jared.
You know, I wouldn't have
done this without you.
Yeah, I know. Get lost, Angie.
Come on, I don't have all day.
I have things to do.
I know what you're going to say,
Connor.
But look, she's clean.
She's been in detox
for over a month.
She's been here
for the last 3 nights.
Why doesn't she move in?!
What's Amanda going to say?
Amanda's got nothing to do with it.
Oh, right. Your fiancee shouldn't
mind about your junkie mate.
She's clean and
she's sleeping on the couch.
She's a friend.
Besides, she's working her life out.
She's writing to her dad
to patch things up.
Open your eyes, mate.
The locket she leaves on your car.
The way she follows you.
She has a massive crush on you.
No way!
She trusts me, that's it.
Yeah, she trusts you,
but you shouldn't be trusting her.
All she has on this form is Melinda.
She hasn't even given a full name.
Maybe she rattled her brain
when she fainted.
She could've. She's very edgy.
LUKE: I'll write up his pre-op.
Thanks.
Ooh, very nice, Mr Ford.
(European accent) That one got me
second place at Bathurst.
Mr Ford does ballroom dancing.
He's the master of the tango.
The tango, the foxtrot, anything
else you can name, really.
Trouble is, my partner
is a little light on conversation.
And her figure leaves
a lot to be desired.
Cheech!
Ballroom dancing's so romantic.
Better than the gyrations
they do these days.
I think some of them are great.
Oh, it's dead sexy, isn't it?
So, you a good dancer, Luke?
Oh I don't know.
Okay, I suppose.
Where's Mr Thu's X-rays?
At least I'm starting to get
some decent sleep now.
Actually, I dreamt about you
last night, Connor.
Did you, Mrs M?
It was a good one, I hope.
Mmm, that depends on whether
you're me or you.
It was quite risque.
Good.
You've got yourself a fan there.
Yeah. I'm irresistible, apparently.
(laughs)
Hello, Melinda.
My name's Terri.
It's important that you try
and understand what's happening.
You fell over, you passed out.
Do you remember that?
Do you remember Emergency?
You were brought in by ambulance.
Can I go home now, please?
As soon as we've figured out
what's going on.
Okay?
I want to go home.
Alright. We'll talk about it later.
Connor, what are her obs like?
Her temperature's fine. It's 37.
But her blood pressure's up.
135 on 90.
And her pulse is 98.
I tried neuro obs,
but she wouldn't co-operate.
Do you think it's a head injury?
I don't know what else it could be.
I'll get someone from Neuro up here.
Yeah.
Hey, check it out.
Angie, what are you doing in that?!
As of half an hour ago, I got
a new job as a trainee cleaner.
Isn't that unreal?
Why didn't you tell me
you got a job?
I wanted to surprise you.
Well, you did that.
Well, I'm not
a total waste of space.
I didn't mean it like that.
Well, I'm really glad
you're getting your stuff together.
You're serious about this.
Congratulations.
I'm really proud of you.
Thank you.
I've got to go or
I'll lose my job on my first day.
Smile!
They even gave me a name tag.
Cool, huh?
JAZ: Good for you.
The uniform's not my idea
of a good time,
but I don't have to buy
clothes - or pinch them.
Radical, huh?
If you are the new cleaner
on the ward,
can I suggest
you try cleaning something?
Now, that'd be really radical.
I was going to have a ciggie first.
No.
Oh, no, no, no. You just got here.
Okay, keep your hair on.
Where did that old bat
of a supervisor go?
Down there.
Down there.
Catch you later.
Catch you later.
It's ridiculous.
Putting a drug addict in a hospital.
You might as well put an alcoholic
in charge of a liquor store!
I don't like her very much,
but I kinda feel sorry for her.
Angie or Von?
(agitated breathing)
OW!!
Hello?
Are you alright in there?
(groaning)
Are you alright?
God!
Help!! There's someone sick in here.
Someone?
I'm going to give you a wash.
That'll make you feel better.
Did you get dizzy again?
Is that what happened?
I'll leave you to it, okay.
Okay.
So, where were you off to, then?
Slip your arm through.
And your other.
Were you going home?
I'm going to pull this out.
That's the way.
You're bleeding, Melinda.
Right, can you put that on for me?
Just lean back, that's the way.
I'm just going to have a little
look, make sure everything's okay.
Are your periods usually that heavy?
Go away.
You put that on for me.
We'll change these sheets
in a minute. I'll be right back.
Okay.
Did you hear that?
Yeah.
I want her nil by mouth
and a cannula in.
Can you tell me if she's okay?
We don't know yet.
Steph, you haven't spoken to me
since I got back!
Yeah, the Army Reserve weekend.
Yeah.
Who is she, Ben?
What?
There was no Army Reserve weekend.
You lied to me.
Where were you?
I can't tell you.
What?!
I know how that sounds.
Just trust me!
Trust!
You lied about where you were
and expect me to believe
you weren't with someone else?
Ridiculous! There isn't anyone else.
Don't put it back on me!
I'm not the one in the wrong.
Either am I.
Why won't you tell me
where you were?
Because I can't.
Sorry to interrupt.
I need you for a minute.
That's okay. Ben was just leaving.
It's Melinda. There's heavy PB
bleeding, she seems scared.
I'm going to wash her.
Can you give me a hand
and tell me what you think?
Hey, I hear you're a bit of a hero.
Can you find out if she's alright?
Sure.
Hey, you did really well, Ang.
I freaked out a bit. I didn't know
what was wrong with her.
You did the right thing.
If it happens again,
there's a buzzer in each cubicle.
Mmm-hmm.
You okay?
Yeah, you know me,
cool as a cucumber.
You were wrong.
Sorry?
Angie. I said she was
getting her things together.
Why do you think she got a job here?
So she can be close to you.
Why can't you see it?
Why do you always see
the worst in people?
How do you feel now, Melinda?
A bit better?
There we go.
That wasn't so bad, was it?
I'm tired.
Alright, darling, have a sleep now.
There you go.
So, ah, what's the story?
Blood loss, stretch marks to abdomen
and breasts, palpable uterus.
I was right, wasn't I?
Yeah.
She's given birth
in the last few hours.
She didn't mention a baby?
I'll get someone from Obstetrics
up here but that could take a while.
We have to keep an eye on her.
Where's the baby?
I'll ask the other hospitals if a
new mum's absconded without a baby.
Ben brought her in.
I wonder if he can help?
Can you get on to him?
Jaz can call him.
Oh, Connor, dear, would you
help me with my slippers?
I've got to go to the toot.
Mrs Mendelsohn,
what would your husband say
if he saw your flirting
with a young hunk like me?
He wouldn't care.
His new girlfriend
is younger than you are.
Hi. How are you feeling?
Okay. Can I go home now?
I don't think that's a good idea.
I think we should find out
what's causing that bleeding first.
And with your bleeding
and all your other symptoms,
they could be explained if, say,
you'd just had a little baby.
Get real!
I only turned 16 two weeks ago.
As if I'd have a kid.
I'm still at school.
Mmm-hmm.
Melinda, I've seen a lot of pregnant
women who've just had babies
I want my mum.
Tell me how to contact her
and I'll do it.
No.
Why?
Quit asking me questions.
You're getting me confused.
Melinda, we're just trying
to help you here.
I don't need any help.
Leave me alone.
Alright.
That chick's going to be
okay, isn't she?
She'll be fine, Angie.
So, what now?
She won't let me
examine her perineum.
She's not saying anything
about having had a baby.
Maybe we should get Peter here.
Okay.
I'll sort out room one,
get Melinda in there.
Okay.
Terri
The baby, what do you think?
(curt) I don't know.
I don't know.
None of the other hospitals
can help.
All their mums and babies
are accounted for.
Steph, I haven't been able to
get any information off Ben yet.
Should we call the police?
Yeah. Let Community Services
and Admin know.
I'll do that.
The O&G reg is with her.
Let him know the BP's up.
Sure.
Maybe the baby's with its dad.
If she knows that baby's safe,
why is she in that state?
My guess is that baby's
very much alone.
You sort of rushed off before.
Yeah, well, it's a really busy day.
Catch you later.
You two fighting already?
If he keeps this up, we will be.
PETER: How long have we got?
How long can a newborn
survive without care?
It depends on birth weight,
gestation, feeding
Worse case scenario?
It's already dead.
Where is the girl?
In room one.
Listen, Pete
I know what you're
about to say - don't.
I may have screwed up with Raelene.
This is different.
This will help
reduce the bleeding, Melinda.
It's not hurting, is it?
How's it going?
Why did you move me in here?
Thought you might like more privacy.
Hi, I'm Dr Morrison.
Peter.
You must be Melinda.
I don't want to see more doctors.
Terri, the obstetrics guy
You don't like doctors, huh?
To tell you the truth, they're not
my favourite people, either.
The nurses tell me
you're keen to get home.
Well, they're worried
about what's happened to you.
They want to be sure
you'll be okay if you leave.
I can take care of myself.
What about your mother?
You mentioned you wanted to see her.
Some people reckon I look like her.
She must be very pretty then.
Yeah, and she's smart, too.
She's a writer, you know.
Really?
She travels a lot
because of her work.
What's her name?
Maybe I've read her books.
She doesn't write books for guys.
Only for girls.
How you doing?
God! Don't sneak up on me.
Sorry.
You checking up on me?
No. I work here, too, you know.
I dropped the letter off
to your father.
Did he see you?
I don't think so. I put it in
the mailbox and took off.
Hey, I heard the nurses
talking about that girl.
They said she might have a baby.
Is that true?
Word gets around, eh?
Is it true?
She must be in a bad way.
Dumping a kid like that.
None of us know the full story,
and it doesn't do anyone
any good to speculate, okay?
Okay?
I feel sorry for her, that's all.
Are you handling this?
Yeah, sure. Why wouldn't I?
Because you've been pregnant
and stuff.
I have not.
But Von said you'd been pregnant.
(agitated) I've NEVER been pregnant!
Got it?
What's happening here?
We're practising tap dancing,
what do you reckon?
You don't act like a doctor.
Why do you say that?
You just don't.
Maybe that's because
I'm not a normal doctor.
I'm a psychiatrist.
You think I'm crazy?
No. No, I don't.
But there are some things
you're doing that, um, well,
we don't quite understand.
Why won't you say where you live?
Because it's none of your business.
Mind your own beeswax.
That's what my mum used to say.
She had lots of little sayings
like that.
You must've loved her very much.
I did.
I mean, I do.
You're trying to trick me,
aren't you?
No, we're just talking.
Maybe it was stillborn
and she panicked.
Don't say that.
Maybe she gives birth at home,
baby isn't breathing, she panics
I don't believe you two.
Talk about a couple of downers.
You've got a better explanation?
No. At least I'm not giving up.
Luke, can I see you for a minute?
Bron, we're at work.
Yes. I need you to see Mr Ford.
Jaz, did you find Ben?
He's going back to
where he got Melinda
to try to work out
where she came from.
This is one time I'm glad
Ben is baby-obsessed.
Um, Steph
How's everything going?
Fine.
I mean, between you and Ben.
It seems strained.
I think he's having an affair.
Oh, Steph!
It's okay, Terri, it's my problem.
You've got enough on your plate.
No, no, no, we'll talk about it.
If I talk, I'll cry.
So no-one needs that.
What about your dad?
What about him?
Just that you haven't
mentioned him, that's all.
Because I don't have one.
He died when I was little.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I bet you're really popular
at school.
Is there someone special who likes
you a lot that you like as well?
What do you mean?
Do you have a boyfriend?
(sarcastic huff)
What's so funny?
As if I'd have a boyfriend.
Why not?
I don't like boys.
I'm tired.
Yeah, okay. We'll take a break.
How long is this lack of trust
going to go on for?
I know that since Jenny died
people have questioned me.
My professional competence.
But there is no excuse
for barging in during a session.
There's no time for normal protocol.
She's hiding her baby.
I have to walk through last night
with her to try to trigger things.
How long will that take?
As long as it has to, okay?
We are running out of time.
If I go in too hard,
anything can happen.
She could become hysterical.
You know that as well as I do.
Of course.
Then there'd be no chance
to find the baby.
If you tried another approach
Don't tell me how to do my job.
There's no point me
going back in now.
Now that we've been interrupted.
Give me a break!
She needs rest.
I won't risk her welfare.
We are getting nowhere.
Back off!!
It's not like staying here
will do me any good.
That's not the point.
You're not well enough to go.
Until we get your levels right
Until we get your levels right
Is this boy always so stitched up?
No, not always.
Is this boy always so stitched up?
No, not always.
It's like this. I've got a hot date!
At my age I take all I can get,
if you know what I mean.
I don't think
I'm up to it, just watch me.
Mr Ford, please.
You sexy thing.
Come on, son, cut in.
That's the way.
Bron.
Mr Ford, if you're determined
to discharge yourself,
I can't stop you, but I strongly
recommend that you stay.
Okay.
But if tonight proves to be my
last chance to do the wild thing
(spooky voice)
I'll come back and haunt you, doc.
I think you'll be around
for a good while yet.
You better believe it.
You know something else?
I reckon she likes you.
I'll be right back.
What the hell happened then?
Keep your voice down, will you?
Okay, but I'm not going back inside
until you tell me
what the problem is.
I just think a little discretion
is called for.
I'll refrain from ripping
your clothes off
in front of the patients.
Oh, now you're being ridiculous!
I'm being ridiculous?
Luke, take a look at yourself.
Are you ashamed of our relationship?
Is that it?
No.
I know as well as you do that our
private life stays off the ward.
Okay?
You think I want to be the latest
gossip topic in the tea room?
You are so paranoid, you can't
deal with me professionally.
You are so paranoid, you can't
deal with me professionally.
That's a problem.
That's a problem.
Now I'm unprofessional, is that it?
No, I'm not
I give up.
If you want to waltz around all day
scared of my shadow, go ahead.
You're the one
making a fool of yourself.
OMINOUS MUSIC
Anything?
Ward 17, please.
Ben thinks Melinda
might've caught a train.
I'm trying to see
if I can find a train ticket.
Want a hand?
Yes - please.
That poor little thing.
This is an awful thing to happen.
Ah, one train ticket.
Today's date.
Oh, Jared, you're such a legend.
Jaz, what's happened?
Fantastic. We're on our way.
Shoalcross Railway Station.
How's Mrs Mendelsohn?
I feel sorry for her. Husband left
her for a younger woman.
I feel sorry for her. Husband left
her for a younger woman.
Which is typical.
Which is typical.
Here I am, young, eligible,
devilishly handsome,
and all the girls my age are going
after fat, old bald guys.
Probably because they have yachts
and drink Bolinger for breakfast.
Isn't that what you do
with your fiancee?
Jared, if it is,
dump her and marry me.
Amanda is no longer
my fiancee, okay?
She acts like she is.
Connor, don't go there.
What we do in our own time
is our business.
Oh, Jared, you're such a gentleman.
If you do ever decide
to dump Amanda
Oh!
Sorry.
Are you alright?
I'm so sorry.
Did it burn you?
No.
Let me have a look.
No, I'm fine. Honestly.
What was that about?
It was an accident, okay?
DOOR KNOCK
I'm Angie.
I was the one who found you
in the toilet before.
You should have left me there.
You're just a bit freaked out
right now.
Am I right?
Maybe you think that
..no-one cares about you.
Maybe you think that no-one
could possibly understand you.
(shaky) You know when things
get real bad
and you just want to give up?
You just feel like, you know,
what the hell, who gives a stuff?
When things get that bad, (sniffs)
you just can't give up, okay?
Don't give those scumbags
the satisfaction.
Okay, I'll look in the railway
station, you check the shops.
Come on, mate
Just do it.
This is a baby we're talking about,
alright?
In there, too.
Can I get you anything?
No?
We're all here to help you,
you know that.
And that Peter Morrison,
you can tell him anything.
He's a very good listener.
Where is he?
He'll be here soon enough.
I'm just doing Melinda's obs.
Right.
And she was asking for you.
So, are you feeling better?
A bit, I guess.
I'm glad.
So, what were we talking about?
Don't know.
Alright, um, how about we start with
what you had for dinner last night?
I had pizza.
Go on, your turn.
Okay.
Um, chicken.
I cooked a chicken-in-a-jar thing.
Just you and your mum?
You left really early this morning.
Where were you going?
School.
I didn't want to go because I
Because, why?
I felt sick.
Sick? How?
Just sick.
Alright, where did you feel sick?
In my stomach.
You had a stomach ache?
It hurt so much.
Oh, God.
I walked to the station.
My bag was so heavy.
I couldn't believe how heavy it was.
Melinda, why was your bag so heavy?
I left her where
someone would find her.
I swear I did.
The baby?
She was okay when I left her.
Where did you leave the baby,
Melinda?
If someone hasn't found it yet, then
maybe she could be cold and hungry.
Please, Melinda,
tell us where you left the baby.
Jaz, get hold of Ben for me, please?
I think we have something.
Look, someone needs to be with her.
Connor, can you?
MOBILE RINGS
Yeah.
Thank you.
Yeah, Ben?
I've checked the waiting room.
It's not here, Peter.
What?
Oh, behind the door!
Oh, God.
John, in here!
What's happening?
I'm not sure,
he put the phone down.
I think he might have found her.
This baby's flat.
Heartbeat's below 60.
She's stopped breathing.
Come on, come on, hang in there.
Quick, yeah.
Come on.
That's better, that's better.
Yep, yep.
Call radio.
Set me up some Hartmann's.
I'll take this off you.
647 Sydney, we've got a newly born
infant, post respiratory arrest.
Transporting shortly to All Saints.
Patient is now stable.
BABY CRIES
(laughs) Good girl, good girl. Yes.
Oh, dear.
I think she's going to be fine.
Oh, thank God.
That's great news.
Your husband's going to be a hero.
(uncertain) Yeah.
Mind if I join you?
(sniffs)
I suppose you heard
they found the baby.
Yeah.
Well, I hope it's alright.
So do I.
It's a mystery to me.
Why young girls have babies
they don't want.
How do you know she didn't want it?
She wouldn't have left it at the
railway station if she wanted it.
Would she?
Maybe she didn't have a choice.
Maybe someone
screwed her life up that bad
that she doesn't know
who she can trust any more.
Did you ever think of that?!
Well, I just hope other people
take the time to find out her story
before they go writing her off
as a dead loss.
Maybe I should get her
to buy me a new one.
She's got better things
to spend her money on.
I thought she was clean.
Time for Mrs Mendelsohn's
medication.
Ooh, lucky you.
Why, I oughta
Come on.
Angie.
Angie, got a minute?
Not really.
I wasn't asking.
You'll get me sacked.
You will be if you have
any more "accidents".
I can't help it
if she gets in my way.
Yeah, right.
You're following Jared,
you spill coffee on Jaz.
I didn't mean it.
You are so obviously jealous,
it's a joke.
They're just friends.
Grow up, Angie.
Jaz.
I just want to say I'm really sorry
about what happened.
About the coffee.
(flat) Not a problem.
No, I mean it.
Is there anything I can do to help?
Yeah, you could buy me another one.
Sure, you'll just have to
wait till pay day.
Yeah, whenever.
I didn't know what was happening
when it first started.
I mean, I'd read about it,
but I didn't know if it was it.
Why didn't you call a doctor
or go to the hospital?
I couldn't do that.
I just kept walking around,
around the house until
Until I felt like I had to push.
I was so tired.
Happened real fast then.
She started to cry.
I thought for a moment everything
was going to be okay, you know?
She was so beautiful.
I cuddled her.
She was so soft.
So small.
When did you make the decision
that you couldn't keep her?
When I realised she was a girl.
And why was that important?
Because I knew sooner or later, he
would do to her what he does to me.
I couldn't let that happen,
I just couldn't.
What do you mean, Melinda?
What were you afraid
was going to happen to your baby?
He'd touch her.
He'd touch her the same way
he touches me.
Melinda, who is the father
of the baby?
I can't.
Yes, you can. Yes, you can, Melinda.
Who's the baby's father?
My dad.
SOFT DANCE MUSIC PLAYS
We can put in a turn or two.
CONNOR: At least that gets
Mrs M off my back.
Oh, gee, I can see you're
heartbroken about that.
Oh, yeah. Shattered.
BRON: Bet there'll be
no stopping you and Ben now.
What are you on about?
Ben and babies.
Isn't that a dangerous mix?
(sharp) He just did
what he was trained to do.
Jared, keep an eye on her.
Von, she can't get at the drugs.
I don't mean that.
Alright, I will.
But I think it'll be okay.
You okay with everything, Angie?
Yeah, I'm alright.
Angie, stick with the fags.
Hey, you okay?
You sure?
(sniffles) Nothing's wrong.
Come on, the truth would be good.
(sobs) I just don't think
I'm cut out for it.
(sniffs) Maybe I should
just forget about it
and go back to the way
things were, you know?
I mean, with that kid
and her baby and everything.
They'll have to hide her,
her dad will come looking for her.
Hey, look, we got to
that little girl in time.
Her father's not going to be
able to hurt her any more.
Yeah.
Your father can't hurt you, either.
He's probably got the letter by now.
He's probably trashed the joint.
He always does when he's mad.
It's okay.
I'm not going to let them
hurt you, okay?
I'm not going to let
anything happen to you.
(loud sniff)
Look at me.
Would I lie to you?
Eh?
No.
Come on, let's get some food.
I'll cook you some.
BRON: No, I mean it.
You've just got to relax.
Be wild for once in your life.
Wild? What was last night
if it wasn't wild?
That was wild-ish.
Wild-ish?
Last night was ish?
(laughs) Alright, it was great.
But, face it,
you're Mr Conservative.
Underneath the earring,
the nice buns
What? Conservative, me?
Yes, yes, quite frankly, yes.
In.
What?
Get in the car, Bron. Now.
Oh, what, here?
Yeah, right here.
(laughs) No, you'll get us sacked.
You know what, I don't care.
Come on, let's just go home.
Oh, Bron!
You've got to relax,
be wild for once in your life.
Stop it.
Okay. (Giggles uncontrollably)
You okay?
You should be.
You've had a good day.
You really helped someone.
That should make you happy.
What?
That's Dad's car.
How did he find me?
Did you tell him?
No, I didn't even see him.
I didn't talk to him. No.
Angie!
(distraught sob) No!
Over here, you!
She's not going anywhere.
Who the hell are you?
Her friend.
I helped write the letter.
Oh, yeah. The letter.
I didn't want to do it,
he made me write it.
You read this pack of lies, did you?
You think I'd lay a hand on her?
Have a look at her.
She's a mess.
Who'd want her?
She's doing fine, okay?
She's getting it together.
Yeah, I bet.
She's your little whore now.
Hey!
You're welcome to her. (Spits)
Okay, what is going on?
He made me write the letter.
I can't believe you made me
write the letter.
Angie!
You just want to hurt me
like everyone else, don't you?
Stay away from me.
Angie!
Let her go!
I can't let her go.
You have to let her go, mate.
You have to let her go.
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BEN: They're transferring her
to neonatal intensive care.
Beautiful, isn't she?
Yes, she is.
You must be feeling pretty good
about yourself.
I guess so.
I'm proud of you.
Sorry I lied to you, Steph.
Talk about it at home.
No, no, I want to talk about it now.
If I don't I'll probably
never have the nerve.
Things haven't been great, I know.
And a lot of it's my fault.
So where were you last weekend?
John told me about these
self-awareness retreats.
The way to get in touch
with your feelings - my feelings.
So I can handle things better.
A self-awareness retreat?
A self-awareness retreat?
Like where you go and hug trees and
get in touch with your inner chil
Like where you go and hug trees and
get in touch with your inner child?
See? That's why I didn't tell you.
You think it's a big joke.
No.
You let me think
you were having an affair
because you were
too embarrassed to tell me
that you were getting in touch
with your feelings?
Guess I didn't learn much, eh?
It was a hugely dumb thing to do,
sweetheart.
It's so bloody hard.
But I am trying, Steph.
I'm really trying.
That means everything to me.
That's all I ever wanted you to do.
Oh!
Mmm.
TERRI: I should have trusted you.
PETER: Well, for a time there,
I wasn't sure if I trusted myself.
How do you think she'll be?
I don't know.
There's a long way to go.
She's going to need
intensive counselling.
Community Services are going
to weigh in on the case.
And social workers
are going to be involved.
In the meantime, we just have to
keep a very close eye on her.
She's as fragile as hell.
I'll make sure someone's
always with her.
Hey, you know, you look beat.
You want to get a coffee?
Oh, thanks, but the only place
that I want to be right now
is at home with my kids.
Yeah, of course.
How can any father
betray that trust?
Um, I'll see you.
See you.
(weeps)
Melinda?
What is it, darling?
Eh?
What?
What am I going to do?
Sweetheart, that depends on
what you DECIDE to do.
She was so beautiful.
Tiny little fingers.
Tiny little toes.
And she looked at me
as if she knew who I was.
Is that possible?
That she knew I was her mother?
I'm sure she did.
It felt like that, anyway.
I should never have left her. Never.
I know what it's like
when your mother leaves
and I went and did it
to my own little girl.
How could I do that?
Melinda, you were protecting her.
I was, wasn't I?
Mmm-hmm.
And that was a good thing,
wasn't it?
Oh, yes, it was.
You're a good mother.
Will you stay with me
until I go to sleep?
Of course I will.
Alright?
Shh.
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