Bodies (2004) s02e06 Episode Script

NARRATOR: Previously on Bodies.
ROB: I made a choice to work with Roger.
Not because I think he's a great guy, but because it is the only way I can carry on doing a job that I wanna do.
The region have promised us an answer today as to whether we're getting the High Risk Pregnancy Unit or not.
Would he like me to submit the risk assessment first? I am fed up of the near misses, the plausible excuses.
Let's put a stop to this, boss.
I'll stand by you.
Are you getting any of these messages? I just want an answer.
I want to know if you're coming home again or if it's over, that's all.
-Thank you for today, Rob.
-No problem, boss.
-He's doing okay.
-Hello, beautiful.
Congratulations.
I'm Polly Grey.
I'm the Obstetrics Registrar.
This is Dr Sibley.
-He's recently started with us.
-Hello, there.
Congratulations.
Will it be all right if he delivers the placenta? I'll be supervising.
Yeah, that'll be fine.
So, feel the uterus contracting down to roughly a 20-week size.
-And look for cord-lengthening or PV bleeding.
-I think the cord's lengthening.
250 grand it costs to train a doctor.
You can see where the money goes.
Okay, controlled cord traction now.
So, with one hand pressing suprapubically, and with the other gently pull the cord.
Try a little harder.
You're right to be gentle but, go on, give it a decent pull.
Go on.
Give a decent pull.
Sorry.
Here it comes.
Sorry.
The High Risk Pregnancy Unit will receive cases from all over the region.
Those cases will include women with complex medical problems and ones who'll be expected to have difficulties with their pregnancies and deliveries.
-We had a retained placenta.
-Shit! Why? Cord snapped.
and hopefully in time, one with a national reputation.
Finally, I heard from the Postgraduate Dean yesterday, and I'm very pleased to announce that we secured funding for a clinical fellowship in maternal medicine for one of our specialist registrars.
(ALL APPLAUDING) And now, it's with great pleasure that I'd like to welcome Sarah Tankard, MP.
The last time I attended was not in my duties as your Member of Parliament, but as just another expectant mum.
I have very many happy memories of that day, evidence of which I'm holding in my arms.
I don't know how you feel about it, Rog, but I'd be delighted to cover the HRPU on the first day.
Naturally, I'm relieved they didn't ask me to cut the first umbilical cord.
-So, what do you think, Rog? -No thanks, Tony.
Had Roger said anything to you about the clinical fellowship? -Why, are you interested? -Shouldn't I be? It looks great on your CV if you're going for the big teaching hospital consultant job.
Had he? No.
-Maya's in bay 1.
-Thank you.
Just today of all days.
How long is it going to take? Sorry.
Sorry, Donna.
Where are they? -Uh, bay -It's all right.
-Congratulations, Roger, on the HRPU.
-Oh, thank you, Donna.
But Sorry.
We haven't been given any guidelines yet.
Well, that's something we'll get round to, I'm sure.
The unit's open.
I'd like to be able to tell my nurses what to expect.
Yes, of course.
The thing is, Donna, I see it very much as a department of the Labour Ward, and arguably it's not desirable for Gynae to get that closely involved.
Sorry, while I remember, I need to pop out of the hospital for an hour or so today.
-So I'll let you know who can cover.
-No problem, Roger.
This is Katie Chan.
She's recovering from a ruptured ectopic on the left fallopian tube.
Katie's not feeling too well today.
She's still weak from the blood loss.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Let's have a look, shall we? Mrs Obi-Nadozie's secretary, please.
Hi, Julie, what's Mrs O-N got on today? Okay.
Okay, thanks.
No, no, that's all right.
Bye.
Sorry, Roger, all the other O&G consultants are busy.
There's only Tony.
Okay.
Thank you, Donna.
Thank you, everyone.
Tony's in theatre today.
Didn't seem to think there was a clash.
-So now we're covering the HRPU? -Mmm-hmm.
(MOBILE BEEPING) Oh.
Somebody I should know, Polly? You know me, Tony.
Work, work, work, no time for socialising.
Oh, Polly, you're impenetrable.
Though not literally, I hope.
This HRPU is a whole new layer of stress.
And we've got a theatre list.
Well, it's a brand-new unit.
Most of the other hospitals in the region, they haven't even sorted out the referral protocols yet.
What's gonna come in on the first day? -Push! -Big push, love.
Tracey, we need big pushes.
Big, big pushes.
Push! CTG's starting to look crappy.
Okay, Tracey, we need to get this baby out, okay? Push.
Big push.
Tracey Wright, referral from Midland Maternity.
25-year-old diabetic, 37 weeks diamniotic, dichorionic twins, both large on the last scan.
CTG showing foetal distress.
-Who's OT? -Tracey, come on, big push now.
Big push! -Shit! Need more pushing.
-You've got to push, Tracey.
-Push! -Baby's not coming down.
And the mum's knackered.
Push! (GROANING) No, I need a ventouse.
Tracey, the first baby is lying at an odd angle and we need to get him out straightaway.
POLLY: Push! Help me now, Tracey.
Come on, push, push! Come on, push! Push! Big push.
Big pushes.
Push! Push! Push! -Come on, Tracey, push! -Push! -Come on, push, Tracey.
-Rob.
-Sorry, I -No, no, no, get in, glove up.
-Push, Tracey, push! Big push! -Push! -Come on, Tracey.
Come on, push! -That's it! Push! Keep it going, push! That's it, push! I'll take the ventouse if you want me to.
-Go on, keep pushing, Tracey.
That's it, Tracey.
-Push.
Push! POLLY: That's it, that's it.
That's it! (TRACEY SCREAMING) There you go, there you go.
That's it.
-Push! -POLLY: That's it, that's it.
Clamp and scissors.
(TRACEY PANTING) Clearing the airway.
Oxygen.
(BABY CRYING) There we go.
Congratulations, it's a boy.
Well done, Tracey.
We've got a bit of time before the second delivery, so you just rest and take it easy for a bit.
Will you start synto, please, Hazel? I'll carry on, Rob.
I I saw on the board.
I knew Tony was in theatre, so I No, no, no, it's okay.
I'm grateful that you're here.
Oh, great, that's all we need.
Mr Whitman says he'll be here as soon as he can.
New unit, no consultant.
Brilliant.
First one was big, Polly.
She's not a great candidate for a Caesarean if there's delay on the second.
Welcome to high-risk pregnancies.
I'm trying to stabilise the baby into a longitudinal line, but I'm finding it hard to feel the position.
Let's scan.
I can't get a decent view.
Tracey, because you're quite large, it's difficult for the scanner to see through to the womb.
What's that? Is that the head? Not sure, it's not a very good view.
Hey, Tracey, we can't be sure, but I'm optimistic that the baby's head is down.
Done.
(TRACEY GROANING) Contractions are starting.
Big dips.
Tracey, I'm going to need to feel inside.
-I think it's breech.
-Are you sure? I need to do an ARM.
Can you get the stool? Think I can feel a foot.
-Can you pull it down? -Think so.
Yeah.
ARM now.
Tracey, your second baby has his own amniotic sac, so I'm going to make a nick and break the waters.
(LIQUID SPURTING) Can you feel it better now? It's a hand.
ROB: Tracey, your baby's lying in a very difficult position.
It's lying across the cervix.
The head's not pointing down, but it isn't breech either.
Oh, shit.
-I can't get a hold of the foot.
-There are decelerations now.
-We need to get him out now.
-If we do a section, that's 15 minutes at least.
What else do we do? Christ, we don't even know if the mother will survive the operation.
What else do we do? Right, let's get this baby out now.
Theatre.
Emergency Caesarean, get theatre ready now.
This is the Labour Ward, can you put out an urgent plea for the anaesthetist on call right away? The second baby is a compound presentation.
We're taking her straight to theatre.
-She's a diabetic blimp? -She is.
Fucking hell.
Let's stay right here for now.
Rob, you can take the bed back.
Thank you.
Mr Whitman, the Consultant.
Now, I don't want to perform a Caesarean section, my dear, for two reasons.
The first is, for a lady of your size, who is a diabetic, the risks to your good self are considerable.
The second reason is, I want this baby out as soon as I possibly can, and if I attempt a Caesarean section, it's gonna take at least 15 minutes longer, okay? I do apologise.
All right, I've managed to turn the baby's head round.
I'm sure, as you've both surmised, I'm attempting an internal podalic version.
Okay.
Neville-Barnes and an episiotomy tray, please.
Okay.
Somebody hold the baby, please.
-Epidural okay? -Yep.
Now, I'm gonna make a small incision in your vagina to allow me to pull the baby out.
Now, a lot of pulling, my dear, I'm terribly sorry.
A bit of a struggle, but it'll be fine, okay? -How's the baby? -Paediatricians are doing their very best.
Polly, perhaps you could be of help by repairing the episiotomy.
Polly.
Why isn't he crying? (BABY CRYING) He's pinking up nicely now.
Well done, everybody.
Well done.
An old boss of mine used to say, ''Experience is the quality you have just after you most needed it.
'' We came within a whisker of a dead baby.
And possibly a dead mum.
I was the lead obstetrician.
Roger Hurley's HRPU, my deaths.
Hello, I'm so sorry.
It's no excuse, but I've only been gone an hour.
How are they? -Mother and babies are doing well.
-Thank you.
Good, well done.
I should have been here.
It's Sod's law.
I'm really sorry, Polly.
-Rog, good of you to join us.
-Tony, many apologies to you as well.
-Thank you for covering.
-Indeed, pleasure.
You have the con.
-I hear we've had the first HRPU delivery.
-Twins.
-Oh.
Not triplets or quads? -Two babies.
Cheers.
-Hiya.
-Hello.
-How you doing? -Good.
I never got your number.
I was going to bleep you, but I couldn't remember your surname.
Lucas.
Beth.
Oh, I remember your first name.
-I better get back.
-Me, too.
-Oh, yeah.
-You sure? Yeah, course.
Okay.
It's 07700900004.
(MOBILE PHONE RINGING) -See you.
-See you.
You still here, Paul? Leave the office for a week and you come back to a hundred emails.
The HRPU opening went so well, I was thinking it'd be great if we could follow it up with a really heart-warming story.
Bit of human interest.
Paul, I would have spoken to you sooner.
I started getting these while you were away.
They're anonymous.
I was sufficiently concerned to call a case conference into his management of a patient called Charlotte Stevens.
Who's she? Mr Hurley was asked to consult on a paediatric case.
Ten-year-old girl with unexplained gynaecological problems.
Mr Hurley accused the mother of inventing the girl's problems because of Munchausen by proxy.
Is the mother making a formal complaint? She just seems to be ranting and raving, to be honest.
Okay, well, keep me posted.
Paul, sorry, but these other allegations are extremely serious.
Possibly even more serious.
If your mysterious letter writer seriously believes these claims, then he or she should have the courage to stand by them.
Well, at the very least, you should call Mr Hurley in to address the allegations.
Have any members of staff formally complained about Roger's handling of these cases? No.
I owe you and Tony a big thanks for getting the HRPU off to such a good start.
No problem, boss.
It's good news about the clinical fellowship.
Adds a bit of prestige to the unit.
-Part of my plan to make us bigger and better.
-I assume it's open to all O&G registrars.
Well, competition will be fierce, but it would be good if one of our own was of the right calibre.
-Good night, boss.
-Good night, Rob.
Hi, Rob, how's it going? -I was just on my way home.
-Sorry.
I reported the Stevens case and the Chan case to Paul.
Why? Rob, he's a danger to patients.
If Helen Stevens makes a huge, embarrassing complaint, it's the perfect way to get rid of him.
Without it looking like the hospital spent years turning a blind eye to his negligence.
I was involved in the Stevens case.
I made the same decision Roger did.
The Chan case, then.
You saved a life.
No one's gonna nobble you for that.
He made a mistake any doctor could have made.
Like I said, I'm on my way home.
Rob What do you want from me? Do you want me to be a whistle-blower? You're doing really well, Katie.
Really well.
Everything Roger does now, every smarmy little word makes me want to puke.
-Christ, Donna.
-She can barely walk.
It'll take time.
She'll be fine.
If it hadn't been for you.
Exactly.
Meaning what? I choose to work at his side.
I try to make sure he doesn't harm any patients.
When the time comes to bring him down, it'll be my decision.
No one else's.
So, how's my favourite ward sister? You don't cover any other wards, Tony.
Oh, HRPU have had their fanfare opening.
All that was missing was a fly-past by the Red fucking Arrows.
Donna, has Roger indicated how Gynae staff might be involved? I asked him about nursing guidelines for managing HRPU cases.
-And? -They don't have any.
-Well, I'm sure it's just a temporary oversight.
-Mmm-mmm.
-You're up to something.
-What? We're gonna be late for theatre.
Nag, nag, nag.
Might as well be married.
-ROB: And a training number comes with that? -Naturally.
ROB: Who makes the appointment? Well, all the O&G consultants have input, but as Clinical Director, I have the casting vote.
The official appointment's made by the Postgraduate Dean.
Sorry, Roger, your mobile's been ringing.
Hi.
I just got out now.
-Coffee, Pol? -Yes, please.
You talking to Roger about the clinical fellowship? Yeah, it's a one-year contract.
They're hoping to appoint it in the next six weeks.
You seem to be taking it very seriously.
You seem to be getting on very well with Roger, too, at the moment.
I don't have a training number, you do.
Don't get me wrong, I'm very grateful that you helped out with the twin delivery.
It wasn't just a coincidence you were up on the Labour Ward.
It was an HRPU case, no consultant, I was worried.
You weren't doing it to gain brownie points at my expense? -Jesus, Polly.
-I'm a rival for the clinical fellowship.
-You parachute in, try and save the day.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Tony saved it, I didn't save it.
We were fucked.
Just like my career's been fucked till I started trying to play the game here.
Now, I'm very sorry, Polly, but all that I want to do is my work, move on and make consultancy, that's it.
All of which you've been able to take for granted for God knows how long now.
Okay, sorry.
You still want that coffee? Can you chaperone me while I examine Judith Bailey, please? Yeah, no problem.
Hello, Mrs Bailey.
Dr Sibley again.
How you feeling? -Oh, better, thank you.
-Oh, good.
I'm gonna need to do an examination on you, but I'm just gonna wait for the nurse.
-What about all this weather, eh? -Oh, I wouldn't know.
No.
No, you've been in hospital.
It's quite fresh actually.
Earlier it was a bit drizzly.
-Everything all right, Tim? -Yes, I'm just waiting for a chaperone.
I'll chaperone.
Treat it as a training exercise.
Right, if you'd like to Let's have a look.
Will you tell me if it hurts there? (GROANS) Yeah.
Okay.
-Oh, my God! -Oh, no, that's Get out! Get out! -But that's just my -Get out! Outsiders view the speciality as possibly offering a sexual thrill for the male practitioner.
They wouldn't say that if they'd had to delve into some of the ones that I have to delve into.
This was in my pocket and the pen sprang out.
That's what it was.
Not my tumescence.
She's insisting on making a complaint.
Well, that's all I need, a bloody complaint.
-Well, did you not explain to her? -She says she'd expect us to cover for you.
Why the hell should we cover for him? You snap an umbilical cord on the very day that Hurley comes to open his all-singing, all-dancing new unit.
You are crap.
And you make my firm look crap.
-What would you like, Roger? -It's okay, I'll get it.
Even a man of my importance can stretch to making a coffee once in a while.
Roger, Paul and I were hoping to call you in for a chat in the next couple of days.
I'll wait to hear from you, then.
But just to warn you, there's been no news yet as to whether Helen Stevens will be making a formal complaint against you.
So there's actually nothing to warn me about because she hasn't made a complaint? Charlotte Stevens was being transferred to UH when you intervened.
Does that have anything to do with why you left the hospital? Sorry? To go to the University Hospital on the HRPU opening day? Sorry, Roger, Chrissy, but we really do need to see the next patient.
Yes, of course.
-Sorry.
-Excuse me.
Thank you.
Christ, I was bloody gasping for that coffee as well.
You hide in theatre, I'll go back and grab it.
-What's going on? -Whitman's patient, nothing to do with you guys.
-I know Chrissy, she won't let this drop.
-We'll see.
Judith Bailey, same as Katie Chan.
A ward full of people, but nobody ever sees anything.
Why is everyone so afraid of management? Stay out of this.
I'm telling you, stay out of it.
Because they've only got one way of dealing with whistle-blowers.
I don't want to stay out of this.
I've played the game.
I've played by the rules.
What's it got me? You gonna come over tonight? Sorry.
Not tonight.
Are you there? I don't even know if you're still using this number.
I'll be at home tonight.
I'll be there if you want to call or come round.
I just wanna talk.
I'm still here.
I just want to know is it over? (KNOCKING ON DOOR) Hi.
-What happened? -Changed my mind.
You're not here to plot Roger Hurley's downfall, then? -Please, Rob, not tonight.
-Well, why not tonight? I don't know if I'm going to see you tomorrow night or the next night.
We can see more of each other if that's what you want.
Is it what you want? Until you're off nights or until he's back from work anyway.
-He's not back.
-Obviously.
He's not back ever.
It's all right.
Shh.
ROB: Sorry.
This This all happened tonight? He came back and you broke up.
All that happened tonight? When? When? When did it happen? When? He walked out weeks ago and you never said a word.
Jo, I'm Mr Lake.
I'm the Specialist Registrar on call today.
Let's get her sats, BP, and hook her up to a cardiac monitor, please.
Okay, Jo, sharp scratch.
I want to start prophylactic magnesium sulphate, 25 mils at 20% via a syringe, for 25 minutes, and then maintenance at five milligrams every hour.
Her BP is 160 over 115.
Okay, give labetalol, 50 milligrams over a minute.
-Sats are 99.
-Good.
Let's set up for an ultrasound.
Jo, you've got preeclampsia.
This is caused by the placenta.
It affects the blood pressure, kidneys, the liver, blood clotting.
Bring that round, please.
Threatens both the mother and the baby.
I'd describe your case as severe but stable.
There's your baby's heartbeat.
Good.
Your baby's okay.
Oh, good.
It's gonna be little bit cold, sorry.
Okay, now we know the baby's okay, so what we're gonna do is we're going to scan for fluid around the baby, and also to try and help date the baby.
Okay.
The baby is quite small.
Jo, with severe preeclampsia, the baby is normally small for dates.
-Do you have any idea how many weeks you are? -24 weeks.
Okay.
Let's give dex, 12 milligrams IM.
The same again in 12 hours.
The injection we're gonna give you is gonna help develop the baby's maturity.
As time goes by, he or she's gonna get stronger.
But you might have to deliver him or her in the next few days? If the preeclampsia worsens, then the only treatment really is to induce delivery of the baby, yeah.
-It's kind of a case of wait and see.
-I don't want the baby born at 24 weeks.
No, you're right, 24 weeks is extremely premature.
The baby will require intense My first baby was born at 25 weeks.
She died a week later.
-Thanks for coming.
-I don't know if you know, but I had a very good meeting with your father the other day.
Very good.
He's been extremely supportive of my efforts to establish a clinical fellowship.
Sorry.
Rob.
She's 24 weeks with a growth retardation, otherwise, normal development baby.
Chances are I'm going to have to deliver it in the next 24 hours.
If you were to induce, we'd do our best, obviously.
-Well, she doesn't want that.
-Why not? She's already had a live-born 25-weeker that didn't make it.
Poor woman.
She She doesn't want the baby to be born alive.
Well, there's no medical reason to abort the pregnancy, it's a small but healthy baby.
Yes, she knows the odds.
Only fifty-fifty chance of survival.
And the babies that do survive, fifty-fifty for permanent handicap.
She's been through that and doesn't want to go through it again.
Well, I sympathise, but I don't see another option.
Do what she says.
Abort the baby? What you're talking about is foeticide, Rob.
-Who's your dad, then? -Don't tell me you don't know.
President of the GMC? Chairman of the BMA? Dad's William Lucas Hall.
Postgraduate Dean.
Oh, right.
-You really didn't know? -No.
I thought most people did now.
It's hideous.
-So your real name is Beth Lucas Hall? -Mmm.
-Oh, no wonder you don't use it.
-Oi! -Hi, Tony.
-Hello.
Just to let you know, I'm covering the ward for an hour while Tim has his hearing.
It might be longer than that if they suspend him.
Apparently Chrissy Farrell says she wants to move away from the blame culture, so fingers crossed.
This hospital listens to its staff, Dr Sibley.
We've taken a statement from the patient and now we'll be very open to hear your own version of events.
It's all been a dreadful misunderstanding.
Look, I can show you.
The pen kept springing out.
Well, like this.
You just pulled that out.
Yes, I see.
It doesn't seem to be doing it right now, but before it was just popping out of its own accord.
Mr Whitman Let's get one thing absolutely clear.
I'm his consultant, I should have been asked to attest as to his good character.
We'll be fine.
Thank you, Vicky.
-He said he didn't want you here.
-No.
No, actually, I'd be delighted.
Thank you, Mr Whitman.
It's the least I can do.
Now, Dr Diddley is accident prone, but his heart is in the right place.
Sibley.
What I propose is to transfer him to a less sexually stimulating specialty.
And obviously he'll undergo psychotherapy with all the other sexual offenders.
Actually, Mr Whitman, I've got a BMA rep here to support me.
-Jesus.
-And what I propose is that we take in Dr Sibley's Palmtop for examination.
-Oh, great.
-Thank you.
Thank you.
Right, thank you.
(MOBILE PHONE RINGING) Chrissy Farrell.
Yeah, it's some kind of heart-warming human interest story I'm after.
What's eclampia? Eclampsia.
Not box office enough.
Sorry, keep trying.
Anyone I need to see before I head off home? I'm just writing up IV fluids for overnight and that's it.
Maybe you should ask Donna, just in case.
-All of ours okay? -Yeah.
Rob.
I'll come round.
Let's talk? We don't talk, we fuck.
And I don't want to tonight.
Oh, God, what porn site are you on this time? You bastard, Tony.
You total, bloody bastard.
Polly.
Polly.
The HRPU is Hurley's vanity project, it's a disaster waiting to happen.
You make it sound like I haven't got a clue how to manage difficult labours.
Look, I know I could have made the point more tactfully.
Just when there's a bloody clinical fellowship up for grabs.
-You're after that? -Why wouldn't I be? Oh, because I'm blonde.
All I want from life is to work part-time and drop sprogs.
Let me have the details.
-BP is 196 over 130.
-Okay.
-She's got blurring of the optic discs and clonus.
-Right.
-I really don't think we've got any time left now.
-No.
I've decided to bring Maya in on this.
-On what? The discussion? -Well, I hadn't planned on having one.
I'm not going to commit foeticide on a healthy 24-weeker, whatever the patient's wishes or yours.
The reason why I opened the discussion into other options is because I wanted to discuss other options, that's all.
-Isn't that part of my job as your registrar? -And I'm the consultant.
On my firm, I make the decisions and my juniors carry them out.
Dr Sibley, we've examined your Palmtop and found the pen-spring housing to be set at the incorrect tension.
-You believe me? -Yes, Tim, I believe.
-Tell all your colleagues.
-I will.
-Yes! -Glad to still have you, Tim.
Absolutely delighted.
Once I've written up these notes, I'd like you to read them.
-If you agree with them, witness them, please.
-Of course, Roger, you know I will.
Thank you, Maya.
It's okay, I'll get it.
What can I do for you, Rob? Roger, just because I disagree with you now and again, that doesn't mean I'm your enemy.
I supported you over Charlotte Stevens.
-I helped save the first HRPU case.
-Yes, you did, Rob, and I'm grateful.
I've had the closest involvement in this case.
I should be in there with her.
I deserve better from you, Roger.
So does the patient.
You're gonna feel some pressure now, Jo, all right? You're doing really well, Jo.
Nearly done now, Jo.
This will make it all painless for you.
Cervix is open now.
Jo, I need to break your waters.
Prepare synto, please.
Ten units in 50 mils, starting at 0.
3 mils per hour.
Don't push, Jo.
Let the contractions do it for you.
You're doing very well, Jo.
You're doing so well.
Nearly there.
ROGER: All done.
All done.
All done, Jo.
Clamp.
Scissor.
He's not making respiratory efforts.
He's not moving.
And there's no significant bruising.
Please just leave him.
Just leave him.
(JO SOBBING) Do you want to see him, Jo? Jo? (SOBBING) Oh, God.
Help him, please.
There's a tiny heartbeat.
Feeding tube.
She's in delivery room 2.
(CAMERA CLICKING) Perfect.
Thanks for coming in at such short notice.
If you just email the pictures to me as soon as possible, the usual address.
Thank you.
Some good publicity.
I think I know how to get what we need on the Katie Chan case.
I'm creating a new atmosphere where staff feel it's okay to bring their concerns to management without fear of reprisal.
You know what, Chrissy? You know fuck-all.
He left you weeks ago and you didn't tell me.
I was confused.
I didn't know if he had really gone.
Didn't know what you'd think.
No.
You were waiting for him to come back and you didn't want me to find out because then I'd know he means more to you than I do.
No, that's not true.
I didn't know what was happening.
I didn't want to tell you and then have to deal with him coming back.
-Well, so now you've got what you want.
-It's not what I wanted.
-I want my keys.
-Don't do this.
-He left because of you.
-Keys! I'm glad we could meet.
Before we carry on, I was wondering if you could explain to Roger why you brought up his visit to University Hospital the other day.
I've still got friends at UH, someone told me you were over there.
You see, Chrissy, Roger's reason for going to UH is personal, extremely personal.
And you bringing it up, particularly in front of one of his colleagues, is Well, it's indefensible.
Chrissy? I'm sorry.
Now, I believe you requested this meeting with Roger to air some particular concerns of yours? Oh, hoping they were from somebody else? Look, I'd never do anything to hurt you.
Well, you did.
Hiya.
Hi.
(MOBILE PHONE RINGING) Hiya.
I'm still at work.
Couple of hours.
Look, one late night isn't gonna obliterate my spermatozoa, Harriet.
-Roger, I'm so sorry.
-One minute, please.
(WHISPERING) Yeah, so sorry.
Hi.
-I wasn't trying to eavesdrop or anything.
-I know.
We've got two boys.
We've been trying for a girl, but -I should go.
-Okay.
-Good night.
-Night.
-Roger Hurley.
-Okay, take a seat, please.
Thank you.
(ROGER PANTING) NARRATOR: Next time on Bodies.
-Push! -Shit.
-So we're having quintuplets? -Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves.
It's the World College Research Symposium coming up.
-Has Roger invited you to the symposium, Rob? -Not yet, no.
I wish he'd make up his mind.
-Can I rely on my registrar's backing? -Absolutely.
No familiarity from here on, we keep it strictly professional.
Yes, Mr Whitman.
You're a sordid, lecherous, male chauvinist pig.
I've started seeing someone else.
-Who is she? -Does it matter? You did say if you want something, you should go for it.
-I can't.
-Can't you?