How long has this ECG been down?
Well, it was working this morning.
Oh, there we go.
What kind of place are you people running here?
Well, we do the best we can with what we have, all right?
We were unable to resuscitate her. Your wife died.
I'm really very sorry.
Just leave. I can't deal with this right now.
You can have my kidney.
You can have 'em both, mate, if it does the trick.
You never stand up for yourself, and that's why your black arse
has been shoved here into... gyno... gyno...
- Gynaecology. - Pussy ward.
When you should be in cardio.
I thought I saw a loose stitch, and I said, "Stop. Do not unclamp."
He told me to check it. I let it go, and I shouldn't have.
So, you're asking me to donate my kidney to some stranger?
What if someone pulls out?
This is an exercise in trust, Jim.
While you were gone, your brother had a cardiac arrest.
We tried to revive him, we did the best we could,
but unfortunately, we were unsuccessful.
I'm so sorry.
- Pet rock? - It's, uh... it's not a pet.
- Is it from when you grew up? - Something like that.
Two things birds need to survive,
context and perspective.
But they need to leave the ground in order to get it.
When an altruistic donor walks through our doors,
wanting to donate a kidney,
we assume that they're barking mad.
Why would a sane person allow themselves to be sliced open,
and their insides cauterised,
for the sake of a complete and utter stranger?
Why?
It's like asking, "Why does Santa Claus do his thing?
"What does he get in return?"
Apart from the bonny red suit and the jaunty little black boots,
absolutely nothing.
And everything.
No, I'm not talking about the wee dram of whisky
left out beside the slice of wedding cake.
I'm talking about the reward of knowing that you have given
without expecting anything at all in return,
no money, no recognition...
just the knowledge that you have saved someone's life.
And in the case of kidney donor chains, many people's lives.
Christ...
what greater gift is there, eh?
Giving some poor sod more life.
I lost you all at whisky, didn't I?
So, you didn't like the Santa Claus jokes?
You try getting a laugh in a discourse on kidney donation.
I thought I did bloody well, all things considered.
This wasn't your first speech arrest, was it?
Come on, you've got the keys.
Lucy's got the dinner on the table, so if you don't mind, driver.
You're not one to freeze on stage, Berger.
Berger?
Berger...
Berger!
Berger?
Berger...
Berger, can you hear me? Look at me. Hey.
Hey. You've had a seizure. Can you see me?
- I've got you. - Chad!
Chad, we're gonna get you to Emergency, okay?
- He's okay. - Are you kidding?
We have to get someone to look at him.
Hey... I... I slipped. I'm fine, I'm fine.
Give me a hand up. Come on, man.
Chad... Chad, what's going on?
I'm all right, Eli. Thanks.
Get me home.
Frankie... Frankie, what's happening?
Where are you going? What's going on?
- Frankie, what's going on? - I've got this.
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I've recently switched medications. It's related to that.
I'll go back to the old meds, get the dosage right. Should be fine.
The meds aren't causing your aphasia.
The tumour is pressing down on your frontal lobe.
There is only one option here that I can see.
I'm not having the operation, Frankie. Not yet.
Not until I've seen the Paired Kidney Exchange through.
Okay, well, you need to tell Lucy and your daughter,
because if you have another seizure, it will scare them,
and they need to know what is coming.
They know.
I told Lucy last night and...
and we talked it through this morning.
I'm sorry. That must have been hell.
Look, I have been where you are.
I had choices and you were able to guide me to a decision.
You have choices, so let me help you.
That's why I need you to trust me that I know what I'm doing.
Hey.
So...
We're talking about a brain tumour, aren't we?
Glioblastoma multiforme, grade 4.
Fuck.
You've been carrying this on your own?
Well, he wants to keep working.
You can't give him what he wants.
I mean, neither of us can.
I know him.
I know that he would keep working until his last breath, if he could.
But it's not gonna... happen like that, is it?
You have to go to Steele.
Actually, you're obliged to.
Everything is always so black-and-white with you.
It's not that. It's...
Look, he could screw up with a patient.
He could screw up with a diagnosis.
He could screw up with a medication.
I mean, there's a million ways you can screw up.
He could crash his car on the way home tonight.
I've made him agree that he won't drive.
Any other doctor...
would they be keeping quiet at this point?
Oh, Jesus Chr...
Frankie, this is why we have mandatory reporting,
so you and I don't have to...
But Berger is not some alcoholic in the closet.
Yeah, I know that! Jesus Chri... I know that!
But he's impaired.
- Oh! - His judgement is impaired!
And if something happens, you're both done for.
And if... Now that I know, I... You don't know!
You... don't know.
This conversation never happened.
Get him to resign. Frankie, get him to resign.
You have to!
Oh, shit...
Mr Mendosa.
We are nothing but a bunch of fuckin' boxes
to tick to you lot, aren't we?
- Sam. - Tick consent to operate, to risk.
Tick consent not to sue.
She was my wife.
You can all go to hell.
Hey. What the hell was that?
What...? He... he wants answers.
He wants his wife back. It's not gonna happen.
That's the best you can do?
- It's over. We move on. - Have you?
Why did you throw yourself under the bus?
At some point, I have to be accountable to myself.
Who's up next?
Hey. You guys didn't put me in gyno this time.
Teulla...
this guy was Uncle Abe's doctor.
Mr Finau, I hear you're experiencing shortness of breath.
Yeah, um, I drive a bus.
It used to be I could get up the steps no problem.
But now, not so much.
It takes a while to get my breath back, you know?
- Pretty recent problem, then? - Yeah.
You know, I'm a reasonably fit guy.
You know, I used to play rugby for the districts...
Yeah, back when there were still dinosaurs.
Anyway, uh, I've noticed, for the past couple of months...
I haven't been able to do much without, um...
getting all out of breath.
Too much pizza?
And the chicken nuggets with the super-sized Slurpee chaser.
- You're getting too fat, Dad. - Quit it, girl.
Uh, any chest pain?
- Yeah. - Can you show me where?
- Here. - Mm-hm.
All right, so, how bad's this pain when you... when it happens?
Imagine 10 being like, uh,
having an operation without anaesthetic.
- Like getting your leg amputated. - Oh, okay, Doc.
Maybe a two.
- Two. - Yeah.
Okay, uh, anything else we should know?
Um...
Well...
I... I piss a funny colour.
What kind of funny? Like, uh, pinky-red, pinky-orange?
Blue?
Orangey-pinkish...
Right.
Okay. Well, uh, Dr Patel here will run some tests
and, uh, we'll see where we stand, okay?
Or not. If they cut off your legs.
Come on.
Sorry. I just... If I get nervous, I
crack jokes, like really bad ones...
Run an ECG. Uh, do a six-minute walk test.
- Yes. - Check his pulse, BP.
He's overweight. Probably doesn't look after himself.
Ah, it's probably just a bread-and-butter coronary...
Oh, he's gonna arrest, isn't he? On my watch.
I mean, one brother dying is like an unfortunate mistake.
- But two, that's like homicide. - Okay, just...
Okay, just make sure you send off his urine,
check his creatinine levels, and if
they're too high, just alert Renal.
And, Patel...
Get a grip. I know.
Actually, I was gonna say, get better jokes.
Come on. Up out of the chairs.
No more sitting on the job now.
I want you all to link hands.
So, Kelly...
meet Lorraine.
- Nice to meet you. - Yeah?
Jim, this is Naza. Naza, Jim.
That's it. Just... just hold hands. Bedad...
This is Damien. Come on, boys, don't be shy.
That's it. And where shall I go?
Frankie!
- Got donors meeting recipients? - Yeah.
Live donor rates are diving because
people don't know what's possible,
because we're keeping it under wraps.
Time to spread the word.
This is a good-news story.
Yes, it is, Prof. You need to be in the photograph.
- Now, where do I go, Tanya? - Get over here, Prof. Come on.
- Over here. - Next to Kelly.
Oh!
All right, everyone, on three, say, "Cheese."
One, two, three...
Cheese!
And on three... Ah...
- Ohh! - Yeah, got it.
When you can, jump like a hero!
One, two, three... In the air!
Boom!
Great. Thank you.
You have three theatres booked.
Well, I can't synchronise a series of operations as complex as this
with anything less.
I have urgent listings running over two pages.
I have 15 trauma patients already in breach of category.
I don't give a shit about your KPIs.
- Oh, come on, Maggie. - No, don't patronise me!
Right? Now, this is how it's gonna play.
Now, I'm sorry I don't have testicles.
Well, there is a rumour.
Well, I have to be, around here.
- I have to have big balls. - Congratulations.
You backed the right horse.
They made Cutter head of surgery.
I mean, I...
Do those funny little lines actually mean something to you?
Oh, you see, normal, uh, ECGs from healthy hearts,
show characteristic shape,
and this one is definitely, uh, irregular,
which suggests an underlying problem.
Irregular? My GP picked that up.
I'll just have to speak to my reg about your results
and see what he has to say.
That sounds like a plan. You do that.
Also, your, uh, blood results show high levels of creatinine,
which is abnormal,
so you can expect a visit from Renal, okay?
Thanks.
Would the owner of car number KDC279...
Dr Patel?
...please move your car immediately?
It's blocking the ambulance entrance.
You were there when Uncle Abe died.
He was a beautiful man.
Him dying left a huge hole in all of our lives.
Just... don't let my dad go the same way.
That's the plan.
What are you doing? What are you doing?
What are you doing here?!
I don't know. What are you doing here?
I'm gonna resign.
- Okay. - Don't try to talk me out of it.
Okay. Okay.
How you gonna do it?
What do you mean?
Well, you've gotta tell someone. Who are you gonna tell?
Guess you're gonna have to tell Steele.
Oh, God, no. He scares me.
- He's gonna yell at me. - Have you told your reg?
Eli? No. He'll kill me.
I'll just write a letter. Just email it.
Mid-shift, that's not a good look.
Maybe you should wait till the end of the day.
Whew...
I just can't do this anymore, you know?
Oh... I hear you.
But you've got patients, yeah?
Maybe you should go see them,
sort out the resignation at the end of the day.
We'll get together, help you draft a letter.
Yeah.
Till then... one foot in front of the other. Hmm?
Hello. Is this Medical Records?
Oh, great. I need to chase up a patient file.
Abraham Finau.
Deceased.
Uh-huh.
How long will that take?
Oh... Great. Yeah, I-I'll come down and pick it up.
Okay, thanks.
All right, that's the one.
Dr Berger?
Lorraine, how are we?
Excited, I hope.
As of tomorrow, no more dialysis ever for young Damien.
Um...
How good will it be to see the back of this place, eh?
I was just wondering if we could have a word.
Ah. I'm afraid I have to attend to a
patient but, uh, talk to my team.
I'm sure they can sort out anything that needs sorting out.
What if we decide we no longer
want to take part in this exchange program?
I'm sorry?
I don't think Damien's ready.
Um, he seemed pretty excited when we spoke to him this morning.
I asked him how he was feeling and he said he was pumped.
Does he automatically go back onto the regular waiting list?
Where is Damien now?
Because he should be here for this conversation.
Will he lose his place in the line?
Um...
if your son's having any, uh, doubts
or has any questions about part of the process,
he's more than welcome to come and speak with us,
or the hospital counsellor or the transplant coordinator.
You appreciate that with an exchange
like this, there's a lot involved.
So, if he is having any doubts, he needs to come and speak...
Okay, it's just too much, too soon.
Okay? And then there's the issue of compatibility with the donor.
The tests indicate that the donor is a perfect match for your son.
Well, you say he's a perfect match,
but you won't know until the operation for sure,
and by then, it will be too late.
We have every reason to be very confident.
Bedad... I mean, what sort of a surname is that?
I mean, is that a Muslim name?
Lorraine, internal organs function exactly the same,
no matter the colour of the skin or the nationality.
I'm sorry.
I'm just scared.
And he's my only child.
I thought the problem was my heart.
Now I need a biopsy for my kidney.
It's a precautionary step.
A biopsy is the most accurate way
of determining the state of your kidneys.
Is it like... a full-on operation?
Ah, no, no, nothing like that.
I can do the whole procedure right here.
Blinder of a headache.
Sorry.
Well, come on. Let's get set up.
Now?
No time like the present.
...21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30...
1, 2...
3, 4... He's gone.
So, what's your obligation to them right now?
- Go away. - This is Felipe's.
This is Abe's.
Left ventricle off-beat in both ECGs.
Yeah... No, yeah, sorry, mate. I'm gonna have to call you back.
We're talking, what, HOCM?
- Aren't we? - Hmm.
Well done, Sherlock.
Well... Guess you better tell the patient.
Me? Don't you want to go in there and take all the credit?
Isn't that what you regs do?
Get here! All right, come on! Hey!
We'll make a doctor out of you yet!
Oh, you got a sec?
Your boss is not okay.
- Has something happened? - Well, I don't know what's going on.
But we were about to do this kidney biopsy
and he just... froze.
Where is he?
- 1991 World Cup. - Mm.
- Cardiff Arms Park. - Yeah.
God, you smashed us off the park.
What did Lorraine want?
It was cold feet. All sorted. How are we going here?
Just about to do a biopsy on my Samoan friend,
and find out what damage his kidneys have suffered.
Well, maybe today, I can do this procedure.
No, no. You're not ready yet.
Well, I'll never be ready if I don't get given a chance.
You have to watch out for these millennials.
They'll jump in your boots first chance they get.
It's a teaching hospital,
so why don't you teach me?
Now, no, look. You're jumping the gun, Frankie.
Everything all right, folks?
Oh, God. One, two, three, four doctors and a nurse.
I'm really in the shit, aren't I?
So, wait a minute. Um... Can I have a quick word, please?
Sorry. Now.
So, who ordered this test?
- I did. - The man is on blood thinners.
You didn't check?
Gonna let her cover for you too now, hey, boss?
I will deal with this.
Afraid it's gone well beyond that now.
Hey... You have to trust me.
This is one of those grey moments where I have to talk to him...
He could have bled out. He could have... You could have lost him.
- I understand that. I understand. - Just leave it... leave it out.
Berger...
Berger saved my life.
I wouldn't be standing here now if it wasn't for him.
Allow me the time to talk him around.
The world finally caught up with us, Frankie.
You've had more scans, haven't you?
And?
Oh, it's an aggressive little prick.
And what did Arthur Chan say?
Well, what can he say? He's a brain surgeon, isn't he?
It's... "Let's cut it out."
He... he said...
"Let's resect as much of the tumour as we can, within a safe zone.
Then follow up with radio and chemo."
And then, that way, I get an extra 12 to 18 months.
- Two years, tops. - Okay.
Two years... of coming through these doors...
feeling as sick as a dog...
emaciated.
That's not what I call a 'quality of life', Frankie.
I had been planning to go out in a blaze of glory,
but now I don't know.
If you do nothing, the blaze of glory option?
Increasing speech problems.
Increasing mobility problems.
Confusion.
Gradually descending into a comatose state.
Did he give you a time frame?
Three weeks.
Which means I won't see my unborn child.
Okay, so, it sounds like surgery is the way to go.
But it's not a solution.
Why can't I...?
I thought I would know what to do when I got here.
Because with a patient, it's simple, it's clear.
You provide more medical treatment,
weigh up the risks, advise, medicate.
What am I gonna do?
What... am I going to do?
And I'm... I'm asking you now,
because you've got to be the doctor here now.
Okay. Well, there is a solution, Berger.
It just depends on the question.
And if the question is, "How do I get more time with those I love?",
then surgery is the way.
Yeah.
- But... - There's always a 'but'.
And we stare that 'but' in the face and we go ahead anyway.
- You stare the 'but' in the face? - Yeah.
You like that?
Yeah, I like that.
Ah...
Come on.
Come on, let's go. Let's go.
I thought it important
that we took a moment from our schedules
to acknowledge the very sad news
that our colleague and our friend Professor Chad Berger
has been diagnosed with a life-threatening condition.
Professor Berger has elected to cease working,
with immediate effect.
Our thoughts go out to him and to his family
through the very testing times ahead.
This leaves a huge hole in our hospital
and whilst we look for a replacement consultant,
I will be liaising closely with the Nephrology team
to maintain continuity of patient care.
I'm also seeking the experience and
advice of a consultant nephrologist
to help us continue with tomorrow's kidney paired exchange.
I think it's too important for us to stop now.
I'll come back later in the week to deal with the rest of it.
- Do you need a lift? - No. Lucy's picking me up.
Good luck for tomorrow.
Keep me informed of the progress.
I want to know how it all goes.
Will do.
All the best for your operation.
And for Godsakes, the pair of you, get it together, will you?
You've got a lot you can learn from each other.
Frankie?
- Yeah. - Give us a hand.
Well, uh, this is me exiting, stage left.
- Speak to you later, yeah? - Of course.
Yeah.
Right. Hyper...
Hypertrophic obstructive cardiomyopathy.
Okay, so, it's...
It's not, like, from eating too many pizzas, is it?
Well, I'm sure that doesn't help.
But it's not about cardiovascular disease.
It's actually something you were born with.
Inherited?
Uh, so...
Your brother, Abe, had the same thing.
It's what caused his cardiac arrest.
My God. I-I'm...
I'm like a bomb waiting to go off.
Well, now that we know you have this,
we can look into treatment options
to, you know, control your symptoms
and prevent any further complications.
Most people with this condition go on to lead perfectly normal lives.
Okay. Uh...
What about my kidneys?
Yeah, well, we, uh, reviewed your situation with the Renal team
and we decided to hold off on the biopsy.
Uh, we'll try rehydrating first, give it 24 hours,
see where your creatinine levels are at, go from there.
Right. Right. Uh...
Look, why didn't we do this the first time round?
It's a... long story.
All right, look, no worries, right?
No needles is fine by me.
- Uh... the HOCM. - CM.
How'd you figure that out?
- Squiggly lines. - Squiggly lines.
No shit?
This guy's great, this guy.
He's got two degrees.
Yes, he does.
All right. Come on, Sherlock. Busy day.
Can I do anything to help?
Sure. Why don't you whip up a vinaigrette for the salad?
I was thinking something more within my skill range,
like set the table.
Oh... I'll get it.
Thank you.
Hey?
He said he can eat and drink before the operation,
but I thought you had to fast.
Oh, you just need a six-hour buffer.
So, maybe just... hide the whisky.
Here you are. Come on in!
Look, I hope I'm not disturbing anything.
We're just about to have dinner. You're very welcome to join us.
- Frankie's here. - No, no. I can't.
I just... I just wanted to see you
and, um, make sure you're okay.
Well, right now, everything's just perfect.
Lucy's making a fabulous risotto,
I've just opened an '86 Cabernet
and the only thing missing from our table is you.
Come on. In, out of the cold.
God, you're a dour lot to have dinner with.
Aren't they?
Come on, who's got a joke?
Oh, all right, then. I'll start.
Why was the mushroom invited to the party?
Because he was a 'fun-guy'.
Good one, Dad.
Come on, darling. Help me get dessert.
Yeah, give Mum a hand.
Thank you.
- It was delicious, darling. - Thanks, darling.
So, you two... where are we at?
How's it panning out?
- It's, uh... it's not really. - No pan action.
- No. - Why not?
Oh, come on, Frankie. He's mildly handsome.
Reasonably fit.
And you've been complaining about a man drought.
Uh, that was in the cone.
And you, what's your excuse?
What's holding back Mr Nader?
Uh... Come on, boss.
She's beautiful, she's intelligent.
She's loyal.
And she's got a work ethic rivalled only by your own.
I tell you, if I was doing one of
those... TV... reality matching shows,
we'd be hearing wedding bells by now.
That thing in your back pocket...
I know you've got it with you. You always have.
Get it out. Sh... Let her see it.
It's, um...
Got an early start.
Hope it goes well tomorrow.
Sorry.
Eli and his wife worked for Médecins Sans Frontières.
Yeah.
She died in an air raid.
And that's his excuse for not moving on.
What's yours?
Okay, so, just pinch your nose for me.
Yeah, and... and close your mouth and exhale.
Try and pop your ears.
Okay. And take one big breath.
And one more time for me, please.
Okay.
So, the murmur gets louder with the Valsalva test,
which suggests to me that there's potential underlying HOCM.
Does she have what I have? What Abe had?
Maybe. But it's all unofficial, yeah?
Um, you need to see a GP and book in some time with a specialist.
- Mm. - But if it is...
and we didn't pick up on it...
she could have just been running around the footy field
with her teammates and just... dropped.
You saved my life, you saved my daughter.
- Thank you. - No...
Thank you!
- You're welcome. - Thank you, Doctor.
I'll, um, come by before you check out, okay?
You're the man.
Sorry. Uh...
I think I kind of jumped the gun there.
Um, what I'm trying to say is do you
want to go for a drink after work?
I can do a drink.
Good morning, all.
- Hi. - Good morning, Frankie.
Hi, everyone. Good morning, Naza.
How are you this morning?
I have crispy, clean sheets, I have TV. I have five-star meal.
Some kind stranger is about to give me their kidney.
My son's winning at cards.
Today is a most wonderful day.
Everyone had better have fasted or I'll have their guts for garters.
Carol, where's Dad?
Hasn't checked in yet.
- Kelly. - Hey, guys.
I'm almost done.
Another half an hour, then that's it.
Me and the Clarence are breaking it off for good.
Clarence, huh?
He's been loyal and everything but he never wants to go anywhere.
Hey, Kel, we're just trying to track your dad down.
Right. He's not here yet?
Yeah, but he's probably just stuck in traffic.
Have you tried calling him?
We did try. Could you try him for us?
Yeah.
Hi. You've called Jim Reid.
I'm not here at the moment. Um...
But if you leave your name and your number, I'll get back to you.
Thanks a lot.
Do you know where he could be?
Hey, we'll sort it out.
Yeah.
- Well, who was he donating to? - Naza.
That doesn't mean the rest of the exchange can't go on.
That is not how this thing works.
It's better that we save two lives than none at all.
Yeah, but we still need Naza's son, Bedad,
to donate his kidney to Damien
in order for Lorraine to donate to Kelly.
Well, talk to him. Let him know where things stand.
And no pressure. I really can't see what else we can do.
And Bedad's mum? What happens to her?
Try and stay solution-focused, Dr Bell.
The question you should be asking
is "What can we do to stop this whole thing from falling over?"
- I guess I'll check the database. - Yeah. Good idea.
Hello. Dr Bell speaking.
Frankie, don't ever get a brain tumour.
You'll never believe
how much this sadistic surgeon is proposing to charge.
It's like a squillion dollars,
and that's just for doing something he loves doing,
digging a hole in my skull
and sucking out a creature from a Ridley Scott wet dream.
Hey, Frankie, I was joking about the cost.
Shouldn't you be in theatre?
In another hour.
So, how's it all going there?
You can't keep away, can you?
- What's wrong? - It's all good.
Frankie...
You don't need to worry.
Someone's got cold feet.
Lorraine.
- It's not Lorraine. - Jim.
That poor kid.
Hey, Chad?
Uh...
The porters are here to take me to theatre.
Okay.
I'll see you as soon as I finish my shift.
Yeah. Bye, Frankie.
All right. Time to go, boys.
I'm here, doing all this, so Mum can get her kidney.
And now you're saying she won't get one?
Not this round.
But she's still on the list.
- There will be other opportunities. - I want a guarantee.
We can't.
Well, then, I'm sorry.
I want to help...
but my answer's no.
I can't let my mother take that risk.
We had the chance of saving two lives here.
Yeah, but what were we meant to do, lie to him?
Tanya, call surgery.
We need to let them know we're pulling out.
- Chad? - Rupe.
I leave you alone for one minute and the place is in ruins.
There is another option here, you know?
Me.
I'm already on the database.
My blood type is O-negative.
I can take Jim's place and donate to Naza.
We'll have to screen my blood, of course,
check for antibody resistance.
What about your operation?
Well, Arthur Chan's looking a bit pissed off, but he'll come round.
And it will happen as soon as I recover, I promise.
I can't see another way around this. Can you?
I had you down in my OT for today's list.
Cutter pulled rank.
We've just been shunted back two hours.
Did they make a decision about whether we're going ahead?
Well, that's still pending, but I suggest you get in contact
with your day care centres, your mother-in-laws,
your husbands, whoever, let them know what's going on,
because if we get the green light, it's gonna be a long day.
See you.
You need to call him.
Who?
Sam Mendosa.
Call him.
Look, I... I know you can't bring his wife back.
But maybe you can give Zac his dad back.
I... I might have made a mistake.
I was closing...
I was asked to check my work...
my stitching.
I was tired.
I-I'd worked a 14-hour shift. I...
I was certain everything was okay.
I didn't check.
I...
I don't know whether it would have made a difference, but...
it... it might have.
I'll never know.
I am so sorry I didn't give your wife
the benefit of my full attention.
And I am...
I'm so sorry for your loss.
I'm sorry.
Anybody got any jokes?
Nothing I want Mum to hear.
Hmm.
'Twll tin pob sais'.
It's Welsh for
'All English are arseholes'.
You can use that one, if you want.
Clean it up.
You know you're gonna make it, don't you, Kelly?
Trust me.
You're gonna get out of this place,
you're gonna leave and never look back.
You're gonna have a wonderful life.
But... you have to make it happen.
Yeah?
It's gonna be wonderful.
And you know that. I know that you know you have to make it yourself,
because...
no other bugger's gonna do it for you.
And you've learnt that the hard way.
When I was a little boy,
we used to have to, um... sing hymns
in the morning, in assembly at school.
And they were in Welsh.
I didn't like doing it very much, but there was this one...
It's called Calon Lan.
And it means Pure Heart.
Good, strong, pure heart.
And, uh...
and then my father took me
to watch Wales play at Cardiff Arms Park
for the first time, and...
the men were singing it, and... everybody was singing it,
and... and we were all crying,
and I said to my father, "Why are we crying?"
And he... "We're Welsh."
? Nid wy'n gofyn bywyd moethus ?
? Aur y byd na'I berlau man ?
? Gofyn wyf am galon hapus ?
? Calon onest, calon lan ?
? Calon lan yn llawn daioni ?
? Tecach yw na'r lili dlos ?
? Dim ond calon lan all ganu ?
? Canu'r dydd a chanu'r nos ?
? Nid wy'n gofyn bywyd moethus ?
? Aur y byd na'I berlau man ?
? Gofyn wyf am galon hapus ?
? Calon onest, calon lan ?
? Calon lan yn llawn daioni ?
? Tecach yw na'r lili dlos ?
? Dim ond calon lan all ganu ?
? Canu'r dydd a chanu'r nos. ?
Is, uh, everything good with the dissection?
He's just got some hypertension here.
Oh... Renal arteries are normal.
It's all good from this end.
Yeah? Okay.
How's his blood pressure going?
Still really high. It's between 180 and 200.
Have you given him pain relief yet?
Yeah.
His blood pressure, it's... His heart rate's dropping.
He's gone into a junctional arrhythmia.
Um...
What's going on here, mate?
Come on.
He's blown a pupil.
Shit, I think the tumour's bleeding into his brain.
Help me close the wound. We need to get him on the scanner.
Yep.
Dr Chan's next door. You call him. Tell him you need him in here now.
Hello, Theatre 2?
We need Dr Chan in here, urgently.
- Closing up? - Yeah.
Come on, come on.
What happened?
He's developed a Cushing response. His left pupil's blown.
Okay, heart rate's still dropping.
Blood pressure's dropping too, now.
Oh, dammit.
He's blown the other pupil too.
He's had a massive intracranial haemorrhage from the tumour.
He knew the risks.
But we should get him into Radio and get a scan.
What's the point? I mean...
- It's just... - Monica, Monica...
Can you get someone else to assist? I need to go see Frankie.
We have a kidney for Naza that needs to be sewn in
and you and Frankie can wait.
How long have you been sitting there?
Just a little while.
You made it.
Is the Prof out of the theatre yet?
How's he doing?
He's done well.
"Dear Dr Steele,
"I am sorry to say that despite the fact
"that I passed six years of medical school with flying colours,
"I'm actually a total fraud."
Frankie, do you think "fraud" or "impostor"?
Impostor.
"I'm actually a total impostor.
"And rather than foist myself on unsuspecting patients any further,
"I must resign midway through my internship program.
"I am so sorry for any inconvenience this has caused.
"Yours sincerely, the person previously known as Dr Tabb Patel."
I'm gonna give it another term.
Are you, now?
Yeah.
? Nid wy'n gofyn bywyd moethus ?
? Aur y byd na'I berlau man ?
? Gofyn wyf am galon hapus ?
? Calon onest, calon lan ?
? Calon lan yn llawn daioni ?
? Tecach yw na'r lili dlos ?
? Dim ond calon lan all ganu ?
? Canu'r dydd a chanu'r nos. ?
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