All Saints (1998) s01e33 Episode Script

1
Previously on All Saints
It looks like I'll just have to have
my own farewell drinks by myself.
Today's my last day at All Saints.
I'm doing an ambulance course.
I want to be a paramedic.
Get into the action on the street.
Might talk to Ben about it.
You're not the first paramedic
to have a run-in.
Ancient history. Forgotten about it.
Present from Mario!
I can handle it.
I can handle it.
CONNOR: I don't believe it.
CONNOR: I don't believe it.
TERRI: What is it?
Can I look after Gary?
You're into the Cougars?
You're into the Cougars?
Yes, since I was a kid.
Go to every game.
Yes, since I was a kid.
Go to every game.
Yes, since I was a kid.
Go to every game.
I reckon we'll go all the way.
I reckon we'll go all the way.
The premiership?
You bet.
What are we toasting?
To me moving in with you guys.
She can't move in with us, Connor.
You know that.
Especially seeing as
how you feel about her.
Don't go there.
BIRDSONG
Connor, what did you do
with the can opener?
What?
What did you do with the can opener?
Nothing.
Bron!
Oh, mate. (Laughs) Saturday at last.
It's a working Saturday, remember?
We're rostered on.
Don't spoil it.
Today is bigger than both of us.
(mocks) Cougars, Cougars, Cougars!
I gotta RRRRR!
Oh, yeah, right.
Put your money where your mouth is.
Alright, I want odds. Two to one.
You are SO, SO on.
What did you do with the can opener?
$20 on whoever is playing Cougars.
"Whoever's playing"?
How could you not know
who's playing?
It's a grand final.
Are you betting or what?
If you insist.
Candy from a baby.
Connor, what did you do
with the can opener?!
Oh, I was showing Jaz
how we do the jaws of life.
God help anyone
you cut out of a Volvo.
Oh, is that your underwear
in the bathroom?
What is wrong with you?
You a perv or something?
Stay away from them.
It's a little bit hard to miss
when I'm trying to shave.
I'm going to work.
Don't call it work. It's a Saturday.
It's a nice, easy day.
I didn't train my bum off
for a nice, easy day.
I am ready for action.
Ah, here she is.
Our own tadpole.
Hey, Bron.
Tadpole?
Yeah, new kid.
I can't wait.
Look and learn.
It's a training placement, remember.
I'm operational, though, right?
Yeah, if we need you to be.
Now, first rule of the road,
keep a clean vehicle.
Go to it.
Okay, not a problem.
Inside and outside,
with a full inventory
on equipment and drugs.
Okay.
Mmm, smell that adrenalin.
Here's Costello, he's on the burst!
He dummies left, he steps right.
He palms off Crusher Ryan's
feeble attempt at a tackle.
You're in a bloody hospital.
The man's unstoppable.
He's a genius!
Oh, Connor!
Mate, you were offside.
Whatever. I hate working Saturdays.
Well, it'd be a lot easier if you'd
stop putting on the Footy Tab bets
for your patients just because
Bron was stupid enough to do it.
Deny Mrs Murray her Footy Tab?
I don't think so.
Any improvement with Jason Matthews?
He's still out cold.
No surprise,
with a blood alcohol level of 0.3.
What?!
That's six times the legal limit.
Not bad for a 16 year old.
Too young for a driver's licence,
thank God.
Give him time.
Oh, they're transferring a surgical
patient later this morning.
One of his.
Yeah, Stan Humphries.
Small skin graft on his leg.
Enforced rest.
Okay there's a couple of beds
free in four.
Steph, you couldn't leave one
of those beds free, if possible?
Fancy a nap later, do you?
No, I was just going to make sure
that come three o'clock,
we'd have the footy live to air.
And, importantly,
is this Humphries a football fan?
Boxer shorts in club colours.
Well, then, he may join me
in the members' stand.
Cougars! Cougars! Cougars!
They go RRRRRRR!
Morning, Connor.
What is she doing here?
Probably keeping an eye on you.
Admin won't replace Bron and
there's a freeze on agency staff,
so guess who drew the short straw?
Volunteered, more like it.
Excuse me, I'm Pat Matthews,
Jason Matthews' mother.
I'm Stephanie.
We spoke this morning.
This is Sister Sullivan.
What's happened to my son?
DANNY: I've finished up.
Jason?
Jason, it's Mum, darling.
The doctor ordered chest X-rays.
There could be some
aspiration pneumonia.
Pneumonia?
Mrs Matthews, Jason took
a combination of pills and alcohol.
Now, he may have vomited and inhaled
when he was unconscious.
Jason would never do this.
I don't understand.
He went out with his friend.
A party before the football.
I thought he was in bed.
He should have been home in bed.
Is there someone else we can phone?
We lost his dad 18 months ago.
My friends know. They're coming.
Ron's been like
a second father to Jason.
He's a good boy.
I tried to reschedule the meeting,
but, you know how these things are.
It's okay.
It's important you should be there.
Anyway, thanks for my tapes.
Morning, Jan, Chris.
Do you know this stuff, Jared?
"Discworld"?
Sorry.
Chris thinks they're a bit silly,
but I'm addicted.
The full set's hard to get.
I've ordered the rest,
but God knows how long they'll take.
That's my incentive then, isn't it?
To hang around until I've heard
all of these tapes.
I better get out of here,
let you get on with your work.
Don't mind me.
This strategy meeting
could go on all day, so
They usually do.
I'll call you, okay?
Whenever you can manage.
He got a promotion last month.
Just means a lot more hours, though.
JAZ: So, this is what the ward
looks like on the weekend.
What are you doing here?
I could ask YOU that.
Short staffed -
and I couldn't bear watching footy
with 50 screaming nuns.
I'm going to the game.
Do not tell me you've got a ticket!
You don't like football.
Danny's into it.
I'm meeting him here.
There is no justice.
If it wasn't your day off, I'd ask
where the sticky label book was.
Ron Monroe's the name.
A friend called,
said her son was here.
You looking for Jason Matthews?
Too right I am.
Straight ahead, room two.
Oh, Ron, thanks for coming.
Jude sends her best.
She's waiting at home
for Lee to show up.
They said he was drinking,
and taking drugs.
(sharp) Jason. Jason!
Mr Monroe, please don't disturb him.
Jason, snap out of it!
You'll have to wait outside.
Lee said he was staying
at your place.
Jason told me the opposite.
Whereabouts did you find him?
My boy's missing.
Okay, just this way.
Fellas, send me home.
What does it take?
CONNOR: Mr Humphries,
you're not bribing us, are you?
Would that work?
(gangster voice) No dice!
You're in for the long haul.
LUKE: A day or two with your leg up.
But it's grand final day.
Precisely why
we don't trust you at home.
You're a tough nut, Doctor.
Don't worry,
we'll have the game on in the ward.
No earphones?
No, mate, the full monty.
And, Forlano,
you can bring your own chips.
No, thanks. I prefer the real thing.
Oh, no, don't tell me
you're going to the game.
That's the plan.
That's just wrong.
Even Jaz is going.
She doesn't know one end
of a ball from the other.
Look on the bright side.
I'll be crammed in
with 40,000 screaming fans.
Wedged into the heart of the action.
You'll have that nice little tv
in the comfort of room four.
You still here?
Yeah. No Danny.
Oh, have you done the resus trolley?
Cleaned and checked.
And I'm just about to start on
the IV and the dressing trolleys.
Good.
Mind you, if certain people
restocked during the week,
it wouldn't be necessary and I could
spend some of my time nursing.
Okay, so you've done the IV
trolleys, the dressing trolleys
You are doing unpaid overtime
and I might as well be
restocking supermarket shelves.
CONNOR: Gang way.
Football fanatics coming through.
Oh, God, spare me.
Jason was found by the side
of the highway at 4.35 a.m.
after a motorist phoned in.
There was no sign of anyone else
or how he got there.
Tell me exactly where it was.
I'm going to look for Lee.
Sister Markham, it's Jason,
he's conscious.
Take it easy, Jason.
Just take it easy.
It's alright, sweetheart.
You're in a hospital.
I'm going to call a doctor.
Lee
What about Lee?
(slurred) Is he okay?
Jason, we haven't been able
to find Lee yet.
Can you tell me where he is?
He was sick.
We were both sick.
Where, Jason? Tell me where.
(calls) John!
How is he?
He's alive.
He's bloody cold, though.
Don't know how long his leg's
been jammed under that rock.
Bron, can you bring down
the other gear?
TRUCK HORN BLARES
Lee, mate, can you hear me?
We're from the Ambulance Service.
We're here to look after you.
Could be spinal.
Lee, can you tell us, mate,
did you take a fall?
What's happening?
Ah, get the spine board, will you?
We shouldn't move him until
we do a head-to-toe exam.
Just grab the stuff.
Just grab the stuff.
There's no lumps or grazes
on his head.
There's no lumps or grazes
on his head.
Lee Lee!
Can you tell us if anything hurts?
Bron!
Coming.
14 gauge IV cannula, too, thanks.
I can do that.
No, I'll do it, you just set it up.
Reckon you could hold him steady
while I try to stabilise him?
Yeah, sure.
Think his leg's got a crush injury?
These kids don't know
what they're doing, do they?
Maybe it's just alcohol.
Come on, less talk, more action.
Where's that board?
Hang in there, mate.
Why did you lie to us?
Mr Monroe, please!
Jason should be resting.
You think about what you've done.
And pray to God
they find Lee in one piece.
Hey, Jaz, has Chris Page phoned in?
No, not since I've been here. Why?
Just wondering.
Oh, hello, darling.
You ready for your big day?
I couldn't sleep last night.
I've got a few more patients
to see and then we are out of here.
Isn't this your day off?
Isn't it yours?
Watch him. You know what he's like
when he gets excited.
Embarrassing.
(laughs)
Costello spots Morrison,
spins it back!
Morrison back to Costello.
Who can stop this team
of champions?!
Gidday, mate.
How are you going?
Alright.
I can't be there today
so you have to barrack for us both.
Cougars will win, won't they?
Cougars will win, won't they?
Mate, they're ordinary,
they're in a slump.
Mate, they're ordinary,
they're in a slump.
They took their eye off the ball.
But the boys had
a long look at themselves
and they're back in town.
It's the Cougars by 20.
They found Lee Monroe.
Where's our spare bed?
Room four.
Let's get it ready.
That'd be right.
A patient wants my bed.
Connor.
(meekly) Coming.
You've been quiet since we got back.
Just doing my job.
You got a problem?
Yeah.
What was all that garbage about
down by the creek?
What?
I mean, I'm trained for this job.
You just had me carrying bags.
You were there to learn.
But I could've been a real asset.
You just cut me out of it all.
Training is nothing.
You've got no idea
how bad it can be.
You don't have the experience.
And without it, things happen.
We're not shafting you,
we're looking out for you.
Righto.
You understand what I'm saying?
Yeah.
'Cause if you think this job
is all about being a hero
Hey, no, I never said that.
It's a tough job.
You let your guard down,
anything can happen.
I see it all the time.
What did you say to him?
I really have no idea.
CONNOR: Your BP's good,
Mr Humphries.
You said I wouldn't need
these things.
It's life in a big hospital.
Sorry about that, mate.
Can I put this in your locker?
What's this?
How'd they get there?
Nice try, Mr Humphries.
You can't watch a game
without a few.
It's un-Australian.
Bad enough the beer's warm.
Your call.
Well, he's only in for bed rest.
I can't see it'll hurt.
TERRI: Okay, everything set?
Um ready when you are, Terri.
Lee Monroe, age 16.
Overdose on a drug/alcohol cocktail.
Mild exposure.
He's been cleared of spinal damage,
but blood tests show a raised CK.
He's been cleared of spinal damage,
but blood tests show a raised CK.
So we're looking at dialys
So we're looking at dialysis?
So we're looking at dialysis?
The registrar wants to sit on him,
but it's likely.
The registrar wants to sit on him,
but it's likely.
What's this dialysis?
Lee may have kidney damage,
but we're going to monitor him.
From a few drinks? Ridiculous.
From a few drinks? Ridiculous.
It's probably not caused by alcohol.
It's probably not caused by alcohol.
Your son was out there
for a long time
with sustained pressure
on his thigh.
The muscle can break down.
If that happens, the waste products
can overload the kidney.
Great.
So, has Jason got this, too?
He wasn't out there nearly as long.
Look, this could all
clear up on its own.
We'll just keep an eye on him.
You take a seat.
I'll leave you to it, then.
I suppose that makes me
officially a junkie,
the amount of morphine I go through.
I wouldn't put it like that.
It doesn't worry me.
Is that your dog?
Baz.
Isn't he beautiful?
I used to take him to shows when
I was well enough to care for him.
Any word from Chris?
Ah, no. Not yet.
He's keeping things going.
That's important.
Anyway, his job's going to be around
a lot longer than I am.
What are you doing?
I'm just taking five.
It's Jan, isn't it?
She likes you.
Yeah, but it's not like
there's much I can do for her.
Just being there's
all you can do sometimes.
Yeah, but what do I say?
She knows more about her illness
than I do.
The best thing you can do
to support her
is to make her comfortable
and help her relax.
I'm sure that's all
she expects you to do.
Shouldn't her husband be doing that?
Um, what do you mean?
I just don't get his attitude.
I mean, she's hurting
because he's not there.
Not only that,
she's apologising for him.
I know, I know.
Don't get too involved.
Why don't you try
and have a chat to Chris
and see if you can suggest
grief counselling?
Sure. If he turns up.
CONNOR: The doctors are worried
about your kidneys.
That's why we're taking blood.
It's nothing serious, chief.
Don't worry.
How's Jase?
Never you mind about him.
Can I see him?
He's still pretty sick, mate.
Maybe later, eh?
He took more than I did.
That'd be right.
Just keep your hand on that for us,
mate.
I'll be back in a sec.
Look, I just want you people to know
that we're not the sort of parents
who let our son roam the streets.
We're just worried about his health.
Well, you heard him.
Jason had the lion's share.
Does it matter who's responsible?
How is he?
Ah, he'll bounce back.
Are you the kidney doctor?
Ah, no, I'm the psychiatrist.
Peter Morrison.
He thinks the boys
have a drug problem.
No, no, I didn't say that,
Mrs Matthews.
But I would like to talk to them.
Um, how's Lee?
He's a bit shaky.
Jason's the one you should talk to.
He's got the problems.
Why are you going on like this?
I raised Lee to do right.
I can't be responsible
for everyone's kids.
It's always about you, isn't it,
you big man?
Come on, Pat. Settle down.
I think she's a bit overwrought.
Look, Rob, why don't we
get a cup of coffee?
Stiff drink, more like it.
You don't know us, mate.
I've looked after Jason
as if he was my own.
His old man was the best mate
I ever had.
That was Al, wasn't it?
Mrs Matthews told me.
Yeah.
At Al's funeral, I swore his son
wouldn't lack for anything.
Not while I was still around.
So, you and Al were
pretty close to the boys?
Too right.
We'd take 'em fishing, to the footy.
Boys love that sort of stuff.
I'm sure you enjoyed it, too.
Still do.
So what's this got to do
with them upstairs?
Oh, probably nothing.
Why? Should it?
No.
Except I should have seen it coming.
Seen what?
Jason.
He hasn't been the same
since Al died.
Fact is, the kid's trouble.
VON: We've only got skim milk.
And that's probably oh, God.
No surprises there.
Any Coke?
That rots your teeth.
We've got water.
There's a vending machine
in Ward 15.
Oh, I don't have any coins.
That's okay, Von will shout you.
Won't you, Von?
With pleasure.
Come on.
(harumphs)
Weren't you going to the match?
Yeah, I was.
Bill Flaherty's called in sick,
so I have to cover.
Oh, I suppose you'll be joining us
in the members' stand, Dr Forlano.
Very funny.
Okay if I pick your brains a bit?
Sorry?
I'm thinking of becoming
a clinical nurse consultant.
Maybe diabetic care.
Leave the glamour and excitement
of Ward 17?
I feel I'm ready
for a new challenge.
I just don't want to lose
patient contact.
You can take my patients.
You know what I mean.
I could go into admin,
but then I'd be stuck
behind a desk all day.
At least as a CNC I'm still on
the clinical side of things.
You can carry a lot of clout
as a CNC.
I could be the Richard Craig
of nursing.
You had to mention his name,
didn't you?
Richard Craig.
Guys, emergency in two.
HIGH-PITCHED BEEP
Can't you do something?!
STEPH: Just stand back,
Mrs Matthews.
Can we get him on his side?
Has he ever had an epileptic fit?
No, never!
Jason, sweetheart, stop it.
RON: How are you feeling?
Terrible.
You know you've done
the wrong thing, son.
Yes, Dad.
That's a start.
Here's the Diazepam.
Good. Can you also prep
a phenytoin infusion?
Were there any changes
in his behaviour?
Any warning signs?
No, no.
There's vomit on the sheets.
Hold him. I'll give this IV.
What are you doing to him?
You've let your mother down.
You've let me down.
And you've let yourself down.
It's a muscle relaxant to ease
the muscle spasms, Mrs Matthews.
Perhaps someone could get
Mrs Matthews a cup of tea.
It's better if you wait outside,
Mrs Matthews.
I'm sorry.
It got crazy.
I don't know
I don't want to hear the details.
What matters is that you lied to me.
I thought I could trust you
and I was wrong.
(sighs)
I blame myself for this.
Any idea why this is happening?
He was tanked to the eyeballs.
That's as good reason as any.
His body doesn't know what's hit it.
He's not responding!
It's got nothing to do with you,
Dad.
Just shut up and listen.
You're through with Jason Matthews,
you hear me?
You're through with him.
And so am I.
More Diazepam.
Will Jason be okay?
We don't know yet.
He's in intensive care right now,
but he's there with his mum
and your old man.
That's serious, isn't it?
It's not good,
but it's the best place for him.
Me and him are best mates.
We always have been.
Last night was supposed to be fun.
It wasn't meant to be like this.
Tell you what, as soon as there's
any change, I'll let you know.
Is it gonna happen to me, too?
Come on, mate, I'M nursing you now.
But there is something wrong
with me, eh?
Otherwise you wouldn't be
taking all this blood.
Lee, there's some toxins
in your system, okay?
We have to keep a close eye on them.
It's nothing like what Jason had.
With time, the toxins will clear
themselves hopefully, okay?
And if they don't?
Well, we'll worry about that
when and if it happens, eh?
SOUND OF TINNY CRACKING OPEN
Mr Humphries.
(louder) Mr Humphries!
Not long to go now, eh?
Mate, I told you, keep it down
or I'll make you share it
with the rest of the ward.
Got you loud and clear.
Who do you reckon
the kid barracks for?
Carn the Cougars.
Hey, good on you, champ.
Fancy a warm one?
It's tough luck, isn't it?
What is?
Those young guys.
They go for a few drinks
and next thing, they're in hospital.
I think you'll find it was
more than just a few drinks.
You know what I mean, Von.
Sure, they were stupid,
but they don't deserve
more than a hangover.
We're wasting precious resources
on them
when we should be focusing on
patients of genuine concern.
Like your Jane.
STEPH: How's Jason?
Brain stem infarct.
He's brain dead?
Yeah.
Bloody waste.
He just looks like he's asleep.
If you'd like someone to talk to,
I can arrange that.
What is there to say?
Oh, Patty, I'm sorry.
Jude's making up a bed
in the spare room.
You can stay as long as you like.
You don't have to
go through this alone.
Not long ago it was all his fault.
Heat of the moment, Pat.
No-one deserves this.
How could this happen to us?
They were drunk, Ron.
Where do you think
they learned that?
You taught them, Ron.
Taught them how to knock back booze.
You made a man out of my son!
I'm making allowances here, Pat.
Tell Jude I can look after myself.
Thanks for your help, Doctor.
Poor woman.
I'll get Jude to pop around.
Are you sure that's what Pat wants?
She's always been highly strung.
I better go and break the news
to Lee.
I think it might be better
if you waited for
his condition to stabilise.
He can take it.
Dad, have you seen him?
I'm sorry, mate. It's bad news.
They've got him on life support
but he's gone.
Oh, God.
I, ah, I said what I said about him
and I don't take it back,
but when something
like this happens,
a man should be big enough
to draw the line.
Girls cry.
What are you gonna do?
I'm not gonna cry.
That's my boy.
A man who bawls his eyes out -
what is he?
Useless.
It's alright to feel it inside.
I've lost a mate, I know what
it's like, I've been there.
The hardest thing in the world is
to stand at your mate's graveside.
But we'll get through this.
We'll soldier on.
That's what Al would have wanted.
Lee is a prime candidate
for post-traumatic stress.
And Pat Matthews
will definitely need counselling.
Why don't you get your son
and go to the football?
It is a very volatile situation.
Well, refer them to someone else.
No, I can't walk away from this.
I don't believe I'm hearing this.
It is a professional call
and I'm going to make it.
He'll understand.
(exasperated) Hey, it's about time.
We'll miss all that
pre-match entertainment.
The biggest ever this year.
Well, don't think I wanted this.
Okay, you're forgiven.
Okay.
I'm sorry, Simon,
I have to shut you down.
Mate, look, I'm really sorry but
I have to stay here at the hospital.
No way.
You know what Dad's work's
like sometimes.
There are people here that need me.
You wouldn't want me to leave
sick people, would you?
No
They'll probably have the game
on tv somewhere.
It'll be fun.
(flat) Yeah.
Oh, Jaz, are you
hanging around for a bit?
Sorry, Dr Morrison,
we're just going.
Okay.
Look, mate, I'll make it up to you.
I promise.
Well, he could always come with us.
Jaz
Would you mind? Danny?
No, that's no problem.
Is that alright with you, mate?
Yeah.
Oh, great.
Ah, here, look,
for anything he wants.
Get him one of those grand final
t-shirts if he likes, okay?
Here you are, mate.
Hey, enjoy the game.
(flat) Yeah.
Can you guys just wait for me
while I go to the loo?
I can imagine what it's going to be
like at the ground.
Thanks for taking me.
How do you think Headley will go?
Let's get one thing straight, buddy.
My girlfriend's not a babysitter
and neither am I.
I don't want any crap
out of you today, got it?
Yeah.
SIREN WAILS
BEN: You know what to do.
BRON: Look and learn.
With a bit of luck we'll be
back in time for the kickoff.
You took your bloody time.
We're here now, sir.
Just stand back, please.
Okay, mate, what's your name?
Troy. He's my son.
Troy, I'm just going to
have a look in your eye.
Troy, can you move your arms?
How about your legs?
What about your legs?
Can you move them?
That hurts!
Okay, BP's 110.
I didn't want to make it worse.
You did the right thing.
We're just checking his injuries.
He can move his toes and fingers
so it's a good sign.
Troy, I'm just putting this on
your neck so we can move you, okay?
What are you doing?
He hasn't broken his neck.
Just a precaution
until we get the x-rays.
It's nothing to worry about.
(pained cry)
Sorry, Troy.
Looks like a fractured femur.
What are you doing?!
Sir, can you just stand back?
TROY: My leg hurts!
I know, mate. We'll give you
something for the pain.
1.5 mils of morphine, Bron.
Dad! Where's Dad?!
For God's sake, do something!
The morphine should
take effect soon.
He's had a big fright
(cries) Dad.
Stuff this.
Hey, ease up, mate.
Get out of the way!
Are you alright?
Troy won't get better
until you let us do our job.
Please get out of the way.
Well, pull your fingers out.
I promise we will.
Ben, can you look after him?
Ben Ben.
Look after him for me.
John, are you alright?
Yeah.
Okay. Alright, Troy,
let's fix you up.
I guess Chris will be in soon, huh?
I don't think so.
His meeting goes all day.
You shouldn't be too hard on him,
Jared.
He's doing the best he can.
Yeah, but you're the one who's sick.
But it's harder for him, you know.
He's the one who'll be left.
So you don't mind him
not being here?
I didn't say that.
The thing is,
he's convinced he's a great dad.
Pat Matthews told me about
the boozy fishing trips.
Yeah. Ron calls that quality time.
They think they're great
role models.
All they're doing is teaching
the kids to abuse their bodies.
Alcohol's just the tip
of the iceberg.
But how do you get Ron to listen
when he's too busy blaming Jason?
Who can't defend himself.
What a man.
Yeah.
Probably just wasting my time.
Oh, so you missed the grand final
today for a hopeless case?
Ah, it's never completely hopeless.
Anyway, you know I had no choice.
Really? Do I?
Come on, Terri.
Look, I made sure Simon
got to see the game.
Peter, that was luck.
That wasn't management.
Well, maybe, but it all
worked out for the best.
Did you see the look on your son's
face when you said you couldn't go?
He wasn't even surprised.
COMMENTATOR: It's the Cougars
man who charges up
Oh, you beauty!!
Oh, he's lost the ball!
Gazza! Gazza, you monument!
The bloke is a bloody idiot,
but he's a dead set legend.
You right, Mr Humphries?
Mr Humphries?
Call the arrest team.
Mr Humphries!
No, Mr Humphries.
Not today, mate. Not today.
Arrest, room four!
He's arrested.
No pulse, no respiration.
Commencing cardiac compressions now.
And one, two, three, four, five
What time did this happen?
60 seconds before full-time.
And five
Come on, Mr Humphries.
One, two, three, four and five.
Don't you die on me today.
Okay, we've got VF.
One, two, three, four, five.
Come on!
We got sinus rhythm.
Connor, we got sinus rhythm.
Oh, Gawd, I feel terrible.
Welcome back, Mr Humphries.
What's the score?
Did your meeting finish early?
Meeting? Oh, yeah, it did.
You've been here all day,
haven't you?
She really misses Baz, you know.
What?
Her dog.
She showed me a photo.
I spoke to Admin and it's okay
to have it on the grounds.
That's ridiculous.
I don't know.
She just wants to be surrounded
by the things she loves.
You married, Jared?
No, I haven't met the right girl.
So you haven't seen the person
you love most slip away from you
knowing there's nothing you can do.
Husbands are supposed to protect
their family, not let them die.
I should get back.
You should as well.
Terri.
She knows.
How?
Did you leave beer cans
laying around?
No, she helped with CPR.
She would have smelt his breath.
He didn't arrest because he had
beer while he watched footy.
Well, that's not the point, is it?
We both know who she's gonna blame.
Great game, Connor.
What happened?
Well, you lost. Sorry.
No!
Gary Headley drops the ball
over the try line.
Ten seconds to go,
it was exciting stuff.
No no
Luke, it's pathology.
They've got Lee's results.
Hello.
Rhabdo-what?
Rhabdomyolisis.
Part of a muscle breaks down
and the kidney can't deal
with the toxins released.
Are his kidneys stuffed?
It'll be a while before we know
exactly how much damage was done.
It'll get better, won't it?
I can't say anything for certain,
Lee.
We'll move you up to the renal unit
for some haemodialysis.
What's that?
It's a machine
that filters the blood.
If Jason had said something earlier,
he wouldn't be
It wasn't Jason's fault, Dad.
It sure as hell wasn't my fault.
It's not a question of blame
any more.
The main thing now is to help Lee.
Don't give me that bull.
It's not your son
hooked up to a machine.
We can provide Lee with all the
information and support he needs.
(sighs) How am I going to
tell your mother?
Could I use your phone?
Ah, yeah, sure.
I'll wait with Lee, if you like.
You're not going to lecture me,
are you?
No.
I just want to help you,
make sure it doesn't happen again.
Dad's pretty mad, eh?
Yeah.
I think he's just concerned
about your health.
You know, he doesn't know jack
about what we get up to.
Sorry?
All this blaming Jason -
it's not right.
I'm the one who's done it.
How's John?
He's not too happy about spending
his holidays with his arm broken.
Oh, kid'll be alright.
Couple of months in plaster.
How's your hand?
It's nothing.
One of the unexpected hazards, hey?
The general public.
Yeah.
Sorry you missed the game.
Oh, damn. I forgot.
Did you have money on it?
Ooh, yeah.
Cougars down by two points.
Damn!
If you want, I think Connor taped it
if you want to come and watch it.
Are you sure?
Yeah, I'll give him a ring
and make a bit of a night of it.
Alright, yeah.
I could go a drink, I reckon.
Dad.
The booze and the pills - I got 'em.
I talked Jason into
getting into 'em.
I didn't say anything before,
it was an accident.
No-one was supposed to get hurt.
You don't have to do this, Lee.
I know you're trying to protect
your mate, but it's not necessary.
I'm not protecting anyone, Dad.
It's the truth.
Isn't it, Dr Morrison?
You spoke to him before you told me?
He's not even family.
I knew you'd be angry with me.
You've been putting ideas
in his head.
I'm not that stupid, Dad!
He just listened.
You're saying this has got
nothing to do with Jason?
Jason didn't even want to go out.
Then why did he drink
so much more than you?
Because I dared him to.
I said that he was a woos
if he didn't finish the bottle.
You what?
It was an accident, Mr Monroe.
Lee's just trying to
Don't you dare tell me
what my son's thinking.
You don't know him or me,
so just shove off.
We'll talk about this later on
when you've calmed down
..in private.
Why doesn't he believe me?
I think he does believe you.
The blood tests come back
and what do they find?
Alcohol.
And I'm clearing around the bed
and what do I find?
Right
DOOR KNOCK
Can this wait?
Well, if this is about
Stan Humphries, it involves me.
I okayed the beer.
He was minor surgery recuperating.
The beer had nothing to do
with the arrest.
If it did, it wouldn't be me
you were talking to.
You know that.
Yeah.
It's a very simple thing.
If I don't know what's going on,
I can't defend you
if things go wrong.
Right. It was the footy.
The atmosphere thing, beers
Quit while you're ahead.
Yep.
Listen, Mr Humphries
won't be wanting these.
Perhaps you can
find a home for them.
Thanks.
Ron
You had no right
to talk to Lee behind my back.
He's 16.
We have to treat him like an adult.
Why? So he can turn around
and slap his old man on the face.
Is that what you think he's doing?
Lee didn't kill anyone.
That's stupid talk.
Maybe.
But he does feel responsible
for Jason's death.
It is going to take a lot of support
for him to deal with that.
Yeah, well, I've spent the last 16
years teaching him how to be a man.
Do you think you've succeeded?
I don't know.
I don't know anything any more.
But I sure as hell didn't teach him
how to booze himself stupid.
All these fishing trips
you talked about earlier.
You and Al and the boys.
Yeah, we got stuck into the grog.
But it wasn't about that.
It's about being outdoors together,
having fun, father and son stuff.
It's not my fault
if he got the wrong message.
You try and do the right thing
and you're still wrong.
And you don't realise
till it's too late.
That was Bron.
Party's at our place.
A party or a wake?
Exactly.
Ben's gonna be there.
They had a pretty full-on day.
Did they?
Yeah, B1 and B2, what a team.
Yeah, I'm sure they are.
Hey, how's Ron taking it?
Like a man -
that's half the problem.
What about Lee?
I referred him to an analyst
in the health unit.
You're not going to look after it?
I've got my own son to look after.
Oh, hi, Jared.
Chris, hi.
Um, I've got something
downstairs for Jan.
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MUSIC PLAYS
Cougars went down.
Cough up.
Okay, and again, watch this.
This is where Gary Headley
fails to score the winning try.
He drops the ball.
LUKE: There's always next year.
Look, see, watch this. Pop!
Turn it off!
Turn it off! Turn it off!
Turn it off!
Ben, big day, I hear.
Bron told you?
Drunk kids, head-ons, hit and runs.
Sounds like she had a great time.
Yeah, she's a natural.
Hey, hey, hey.
Here's to the ambulance service.
Hey, hey, hey.
(laughs)
Told him you had a good day?
Eventful, I think, was the word.
John and I had to make out
a report about today.
Oh, yeah?
I know it wasn't all plain sailing,
but, um, you were great.
Thanks.
Hey, good to see you.
Hey, you, too.
Have a good day?
Yeah, yeah.
First day on the road, triumph.
I've got to go skite about it.
(laughs)
I saw John.
He said it got a bit rough
out on one of the jobs.
It was no big deal.
Are you alright?
Yeah, I'm just trying to unwind
after a rough day.
I don't really want to
talk about it, though.
Hi.
Dr Morrison, it was so hot.
You should have been there.
Yeah, I should have.
I had no idea what was going on,
but everyone was going off.
Thanks for looking after Simon.
No problem, we're mates.
Apparently we're partying.
Yeah, we're going to Connor's.
Well, have fun.
Thanks.
So, did you have fun?
(flat) It was okay.
Next time. I promise.
Yeah, I know.
I have to go to the toilet.
Sure, I'll just wait here for you.