01x06 - Episode 6

[bunniefuu]

Bit of a nightmare there, big dog?

Yeah.

Dreamt I was stuck on a plane
with you.

Morning!

Hey, I was thinking we could...

Hey, mate.

Hey, Pete.

I thought
you were on night shift.

No, no, no, day.

I'm-I'm about to head in.

OK.

Well, I'm famished.

Morning!
Hey!

Hey, actually can...
can I get your advice on something?

It's about Taylor.

You do realise my only child

has just fled the continent
to get away from me?

No, no, it's more as,
um, as a woman.

Well, this'll be interesting.

It's like hormones
and consequences.

Ahh, is she having sex?

No, no, no. No.

I mean, maybe.
I don't know. Oh!

Protection,
contraception, consent.

The rest is kind of up to her.

Yeah, righto.

OK, pretend I'm Taylor.

What would you say?

What would I... What?

Hooroo, Uncle Pete!

You said
you wanted to have a yarn.

Accent is...horrible.

Well, guess what?

I'm pregnant and I have Chlamydia.

Told you to stay away from him.

Oh, that's not about me, obviously.

No, obviously.

Whoever that was,
was South African-Kiwi.

Archie's on the phone.

He reckons he can get
to the airstrip

without moving the bite too much.

What? Bite?
Right.

Oh, well, he's not sure.

Could be a King Brown,
or maybe an Eastern.

This is my first snakebite.

Oh, excellent!

Nutmeg! That's what that is.

Eugh! That's just wrong.
Taste that.

No, I'm good, mate.

To think
the Dutch traded Manhattan

to the Brits for nutmeg.

You right?

Yep. OK.

So, most of the time
no venom is released, then?

Yeah, dry bite.
It'll just be a dry bite.

We all good for Yagamba?

Ready in ten.
Right.

So, on a scale of brown snakes,

King Brown is quite vicious, right?

We got a snakebite?

Well, the King Brown

does cause
bleeding and paralysis,

but technically
it's not a Brown snake at all.

King Browns aren't?

Come under the Black snake genus.

Yeah, 95% of the time,
it's just a dry bite, or a stick.

Yeah, but if they do envenomate,

real Brown snakes
make you bleed uncontrollably.

Don't they, Pete?
Isn't your shift over?

Yeah.
Actually, I'm gonna go see a movie.

Oh, yeah, which one?

Some Samuel L Jackson,
that classic.

What's it called?

'Snakes On A Plane'.
'Snakes On A Plane'.

Ahh.

Is that it?
Are we finished?

Because if you are,
I'll be on my way up here to...

preparing to save a life.

I never pegged you
for having a phobia of snakes.

Yeah, but it's NOT a phobia.

Then what was the time
you found the Children's Python

behind the microwave?

Yeah, but it's named

after a fellow called Children,
right?

It's not a python for kids.

Right.

What, you're not afraid of anything?

Oh, lots of things.

Ah, dementia,
public speaking, karaoke.

It's just funnier on you
for some reason.

Well, you know...

..Indiana Jones
was scared of snakes.

Yeah, but he looked
like Harrison Ford.

Well, don't worry about me.

I go alright in an Akubra.

Henry, hi.

How's it going?

Sorry, I can't quite hear you.

What do you mean,
you're staying?

Henry,
if that's what you want to do.

Can we...

I am listening to you.

Can we talk about this later?

I'm at work.

You got a sec?

Yeah, what's up?

I wanted to tell you
before I went to the chief.

It's my notice.
What?

Look, I wouldn't leave
till the next rotation.

I-I thought what,
venting you said.

Yeah, I know,
I'm sorry but I...

Was that not true?
Did... Has something happened?

No, you said it.

It's just
there's opportunities there.

I feel like I have things to do
and time is running out.

No, time's not running out.

I could do my diploma
while I was there.

You said it.

It...it's been
a huge couple of months.

Yeah, it has.

What about Mira?
Is she going too?

Ah, no, she's staying.

And I'm telling Darren today,

so if you can keep that
under your hat till then.

Yep.

What's that one?

This room's called
The Flame Spider.

Mum's favourite.

Righto, here we go.

Oh! Oh, my god!

Yeah, boy!

Oh, my god.

Hey, imagine.
Mm?

We cut those walls out there,
looking that way to sunset.

Yes.

Yes, we could have foldout doors
onto a deck.

I love that. Yes.

Hey, you don't have to, but, um,

Dad asked if maybe you wanted
to come around for a feed today.

What?

What, a family interrogation?

What, you want to or not?

Of course.

Boop.

You are so gone!

I reckon it's just a dry bite.

Oh, we're just gonna check
these bloods to be sure.

Is Dad gonna be OK?

I wrapped the bandage firm
like the card said.

Oh, yeah,
you did an amazing job.

We'll take good care of him,
alright?

Do you like Shania Twain, Dylan?

Me too.

I used to sing her songs
with Mum, before she died.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Breast cancer.
A few years ago.

You know, I used to
take your mum into the city, Dyl.

She was one of my favourites.

Are we flying in that, too?

We sure are.

R...really?

Can't I just get the anti-venom here
and let you guys go?

Only got one vial, mate.

You might need up to four.

Would it help to see it?

No.
No, not really.

I never know
the difference between

a King Brown and an Eastern...

No, no, no, mate!

Jeez! Arch!

I thought you meant the bite.

Mate, not the snake.

I don't need to see the bite
or the snake, just get him, gone.

Let him be free.

The antivenin
covers all land snakes, Archie.

Not here, Arch!
Somewhere else, mate! God!

Hey, Dylan, how about
we get you on the plane?

Dad won't be too far behind.

OK. Ah.
OK.

We need to...
we need to keep you still.

OK.

Right, I'll just go
and prepare the cabin.

Well, the good news is,
your clotting looks normal.

What, so I don't need to fly?

It could still envenomate
if we remove the bandage.

Why? You don't like flying?

Oh, the only time
I've been on a plane was

when you lot used
to take Sharn in for treatment.

Dylan gets, uh, freaked out
when she sees me worried.

If it does envenomate,

you don't wanna be stuck out here
with Dylan alone.

Dad, are you coming?

Yeah, mate.

Let's, uh,
let's go on a plane ride, eh?

Do you know
how many country singers

died in plane crashes?

No.

Buddy Holly,
Patsy Cline, Cowboy Copas...

That's a lot.

..Hawkshaw Hawkins,
Troy Gentry...

They get the point, Dyl.

Are you two girlfriend
and boyfriend?

Hey? Ah, what...
what makes you say that?

The way you look at each other.

Are you alright, Archie?

Have you got any abdominal pain
or headache...

It's not the bite.

We're nearly there.

Cabin secure for landing.

c*ck closed.

Is that normal?
Yeah.

Ah, Pete,
we have a slight issue

with the landing gear.

Yeah. Which is?

It doesn't wanna come down.

Right.
I'm gonna call it in.

PAN PAN, PAN PAN,
PAN PAN,

Flydoc 257, 257, 257.

We have undercarriage failure.

Tracking 15 nautical miles
to the north of Broken Hill

to conduct undercarriage
emergency extend.

Will call ops normal by one-five.

Can you notify emergency services
to be on standby?

Flydoc 257, copied PAN call.

Notifying emergency services.

It's alright. We're all good.

What's going on?
Just a sec, Arch.

VJC, this is Mike Quebec Delta.

Delta, go ahead.
It's Leonie.

Hey, Leonie,
we need to conduct a manual extend.

Emergency services are en route

but can you get me a visual
from engineering on approach?

Copy that.
Leave it with me.

Pete, did you get all that?
Yep.

OK, let's prepare the cabin
for an emergency landing.

Will do.

What's happening?
Everything's fine, Arch.

Just as a precaution,

we're gonna practise
our brace position.

What? Why?

Dad, what's going on?

It's alright.

We're just getting
a bit more comfortable.

Good evening, I'm Michael Usher.

How long does it
take to get the wheels down?

Ah, about 50 pumps of this,

or until we get the green light.

Alright, Dyl, let's get that belt

nice and tight across here.

And when we land, head back...

You're right.

Oh, bloody hell,
what was that?

Dad, what's happening?
No, it's-it's alright.

That's just the wheels extending.

Now, just a bit tighter, Arch.

Oh, no...

Your palms,
tuck 'em under your bum for me.

Oh, god. Oh, god.
Oh, god. Oh, god.

OK, Archie,
I need you to breathe with me.

In, two, three, four and hold,
two, three, four.

Good.

And out, two, three four...
No.

Are we crashing?
No, mate, we're fine.

I think we should sedate him.
We can't.

If we hit the ground
without landing gear

he won't be able to let himself out.

Come on.

Hey, Leonie. How are we looking?

Engineering's on standby
to sight the gear.

Copy that.

Just confirming,
we have five persons on board.

Why is there
a fire engine down there?

What? What fire engine?

Dad, what's happening?

We OK back there?

Yeah. Yeah, we're good.
I knew this was a bad idea.

Archie, listen to me.

Archie, Archie, look at me.

Everything is gonna be OK,

but Dylan needs you to get
your sh*t together, alright?

So, you've gotta get it together.

Yep, OK.

Ah, OK.

Centre Flydoc 257,
gear is indicating extended.

We're returning for landing,
Broken Hill.

We'll call ops normal
by three-zero or after landing.

Alright, Pete,
the gear is indicating down,

but we still need to prepare
for a...

Yeah, copy that.

Cabin secured
for emergency landing.

OK, c*ck closed.

Why? If the wheels are down?

Because we won't know

if they're actually locked
until we hit the ground.

And if they're not?

Ah, well, just hope that they are.

Ah, no, Dyl,
just hop back in your seat.

No, I wanna stay with Dad!

No, no, I'm OK, Dyl.

It's OK.
See, Dad's fine.

How about you hop back in your seat?

No.

Um, I need you to put a belt on.

No, I wanna stay with Dad!

Do you know what, Dylan?

When I miss my son, I like to sing.

That's right. Um...um...

# I'm going out tonight

# I'm feeling alright

# I wanna let my hair hang down

# Down

# Wanna make some noise

# Really raise my voice... #
# Really raise my voice... #

How good's Dad!

# Yeah, I wanna scream and shout. #
# Yeah, I wanna scream and shout. #

Mira, engineering's saying that

the gear looks down,
but they can't be sure.

Copy that.

# Politically correct

# I only wanna have a good time... #

# The best thing
about being a woman

# Is the prerogative
to have a little fun and

# Whoa-oh-oh

# Go totally crazy

# Forget I'm a lady

# Men's shirts, short skirts

# Whoa-h*-h*

# Feeling wild, yeah

# Doing it in style... #

Head back, Dyl!

# I feel like a woman... #

Whoo!
Nice work, Dylan!

High five!

Oh!

Centre Flydoc 257,
landed safely in Broken Hill.

Ops normal.

And, man, I feel like a woman.

# It's more than I need

# I'm telling you #

Hey, Taylor. good to see you.

Oh, hey, Dr Yates.

No, no,
please, call me Wayne.

Sure.
Or Dr Dimples!

Or Golden Boy!

Ah, he wouldn't stop tormenting me.

Shame job.

So, what are we having for dinner?

Emu in the hole?

Ah, lamb shoulder.

That do ya?

What'd you do
with the rest of it?

I'll get the presidential
suite ready, shall I?

Yeah.

Come in, come in.
Thank you.

Oh, yeah, the whole thing.

The lungs, the intestines.

Are you having me on?

Oh, I wish he was.

Oh, mate,
it's bloody good tucker.

Hey,
that smells really good, Wayne.

Thanks, Taylor.

But my mum would always say,
"Wait till you try it."

Yep.
So would mine.

Oh, that's right, she did, too.

Yeah.
Hey!

Let's get this party started.

Put some music on, Darren.

It's hooked up to the laptop.

Oh, don't go playing
none of Wayne's music.

It's probably that Michael Bu...

Buble crap or something.

Ah, Neil Diamond, actually.

Yeah, well,
we want some Charlie Pride or...

Slim Dusty!

No, they're too slow.

Oh, you're too slow.

Can't make love
to that doof-doof crap, eh.

Now, Charlie, or I walk.

Fine, but just 'cause you're old.

So, brother?

Where's Mira?

Ah, she's coming after work.

Right. Oi, music!

Yep.

Darren had to hold
the yabbies up real close, you know?

Mm-hm.
Check for eggs.

See if he had to throw 'em back.

And this one little yabby
was a female,

and she wasn't too happy
about being grabbed.

So, she grabbed him right back!

And he starts screaming.

Pop!

Yabby got me nose!

Yabby got me nose!

I don't remember that.

No, you were in Sydney.

# He sat there
Hillbilly pickin'... #

Hey,
we should dig a yabby pond at Wyama

for when it rains next.

All the tourists
can try catch some yabbies.

I thought you said
the bank owned that place.

Well, we're...
we're buying it back.

That's why we're doing up
the shearers' quarters,

to get the tourists in.

Who's we?

Me and Darren, to start.

Is that right, Old MacDonald?

I'm helping for now, yeah.

Ah.

So, even if you do get
the place back,

what do you expect,
it just to come good?

No offence,

but you can't just dump
a few animals

from the other side of the world
on the land,

and not expect it to turn on ya.

# He sang of wild eyed scrubbers

# Ridin' flat out... #

This is really great, Wayne.

Thanks, Taylor.

# Tryin' to ring the mob... #

So, when are you leaving
for that Melbourne job?

# And he sang loudly
And proudly of our pioneering... #

I saw your email.

# I suspect that
One such lass was his... #

I was gonna tell you tonight.

I don't mind.

Honestly, so, don't feel guilty
or whatever it is you are.

I'm...I'm good here.

And I can take care of Uncle Timmy.

Yeah, he took care of me, so...

Ah, I might take care
of the rest of his lamb, eh?

# And I wondered if the battler... #

You didn't tell me
your Dad was leaving.

Yeah, well,
I only found out about an hour ago.

Are you OK?

Why wouldn't I be?

You didn't tell me
you don't think

I'm gonna get Wyama back, either.

Look, some things
we don't get a say in.

Well, you're doing all of this
because your mum wanted it,

but do you really think
she'd want you quitting school?

It's not just her.

Four generations
of my family lived there, Darren.

Right, so you're doing it for them.

Yes!
Yeah, for your dad?

So, what if I am?
What's that supposed to mean?

Say it. You never say anything.

I never know what you're thinking...
You never ask me.

I'm gonna go.

You're right, you know.

We don't yarn.

I don't even think he likes me.

You know that...

that time
when you was away down at uni,

and Darren was living with me?

No, you never remind me.
Oh!

Would you just shut up
and listen for once?

You know, that whole time,
all he could talk about?

You.

Puffing his chest out.

"My dad, the doctor."

Mate, at school.

At footy.

Mate, he wouldn't shut up about ya.

You know...

having Mr Perfect as a father

is great when you're a kid.

But it's bloody hard

when you're a grown man.

Hey.
Hey.

So, this is it.

It feels weird,
ending something that we always said

never officially started.

But...

I just can't do the long goodbyes.

I understand.

I'll see you at work?
Yep.

Oh, hey. Hey, ah, dammit.

I wanted to have this all cleaned up
before you saw it,

but what do you reckon?

Mm.
Unless they're not your style.

No, they are, they are.
Are these for...

Well, I've just been thinking
about everything

that you said,
about me, and Wyama.

Mm.
And I just... Sit down.

And, you know, you're right.

I do need to get my sh*t together.

And this is your house now, too.

So, I was thinking,

all this hard work
that you're doing,

we could be doing together,
on this place, you know,

to get it feeling
a bit more like a home.

What do you think?

Thank you, Pete.

But I don't need a new home.

Ah, Taylor, hey!

Ah, I have no idea

how to ask you about you and Darren,

or even if I should.

But I...

Thanks.

I'm gonna go.

I think it's stirred.

Oh.

Wayne's leaving.

A and E job in Melbourne.

Oh!

Well, that'll explain Mira, then.

Is she OK?

She's a bit off-kilter.

Ever since Rhiannon I feel...

it's like it's one thing
after another.

You OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

No, I'm not. I feel...

I don't know what I feel.

Yes, I do. I feel angry.

I feel really angry.

I don't know if Nate knew

how much he was taking,
but it was a lot.

OK, ladies and gentlemen.

We have a white tie-dyed number

with black bamboo,
or tight sleeves, tropical animals.

I wanna look good, but good to
like a pack-saddle sparky.

Thought he was a pigger.

He's not a professional pigger.

You want my advice?

First date, funny stories.

Second date, sad ones.

Never fails.

OK.

Bamboo and tie-dye.

Oh, that's almost the shift.

Surely, we are home free?

P1.

You had to open your mouth!

32-year-old male, 85 kilos.

Ambos found him fitting at home,

so they've given him
ten of Midazolam.

There's been no improvement
in consciousness

in the past half an hour.

He keeps obstructing his airway.

Slight headwind about 40 away.

How about 30?

See what I can do.

You good?
Yeah.

Oh, bugger,
I forgot my phone.

Two secs.

Hey, which part of Priority
1 did you miss?

I reckon Instagram can wait.

Hey.

Thank you.

Eliza? Matty.

I need a big favour.

Plan A's intubation with the ETT,

so let's have suction ready, bougie,

second blade and a seven
and eight tube.

Wayne, Doc at Pinnaroo.

Doc, how's it going?

Trying to intubate.

Sats are 75, but the oedema
on the neck's getting much worse.

I can't see those cords.

With the video?

Yeah, it's a mess.

Turns out he tied a cable
to the ceiling fan.

It just crushed his throat.

How'd he get down?

It broke off the roof.

Secure cabin for landing.

Simon, we're 15 away.

I want you
to stop attempting intubation

and go back to bag and mask,

whatever you need to do
to get those sats up, alright?

Attempted suicide?

Seems like it.

Did you get an airway?

Ah, an LMA,
that's all I could get.

That's OK.
What are his sats?

Ah, still 75.

Did you give him a paralytic?

Yeah, 100mg of IV Roc.

What are his gases?
He's quite acidotic.

CO2, lactate, glucose, all elevated.

Yeah, that's vomit in the mouth.

He needs a definitive airway.

We'll bag and mask
to get the sats up a little,

then we'll have another go.

Simon, can you get
that second IV in?

Matty, can you get the bougie,

the size seven tube
and make sure the McGills are handy?

Where is he?

Shaun!

Mr Everitt, it's...

That's my son!

It's alright,
we're here to help him now, OK?

Fibre optic ready?
Yes.

Right, sats are up a little.
Let's give it another go.

ETT handy?

OK, we've got about
20 seconds to get this done.

Sats are 78.

They're dropping.

That's five seconds.

I can't see the cords.

Well, do you think
we need a surgical airway?

Not yet.

That's ten seconds. Sats below 70.

Look, I really think
we need a surgical airway.

No, just let me look.

Wayne?

I'll get it.

That's 17 seconds.

Wayne...
Matty, shut up.

That's 20 seconds.

OK, I'm through.

Is that good?

Yeah, it is.

It's gonna help him breathe.

Inflate the cuff.

Air entry's good on both sides.

Let's get him on the ventilator.

O2 at 100%, at 16 a minute.

Alright, CO2 dropping,
sats climbing.

Let's get him on a ketamine
and Roc infusion for the flight.

Graham.

How're we looking?

15 away.
Patient's ventilated.

He's stable for now.
Copy that.

And Graham...

this is as bad as it gets, OK?

Whatever you've gotta do.

I'll get there as quick as I can.

Is he gonna be OK?

He's stable for now.

But he's been without oxygen
for a while.

We need to get him
to a major hospital, OK?

Can you make your way to Adelaide?

Yeah. Yeah.

Mr Everitt, they're gonna do
everything they can for your boy.

But there's a chance that
his brain won't recover fully,

and you need to be prepared
for that, OK?

OK.

..with his webbed toes.

OK, he's early 20s,

handsome and a bit scruffy.

Alright, how handsome
are we talking?

Say, a 7.5?

Yeah, but what's your scale?

Well, he's a 7.

He's an 8.

And, uh...

7.5.

Hey, if he's a 7.5,
I'm pushing 9.

Are you just?

Yeah.

Ah, excuse me,

could we get two schooners
of draught, please?

So, is there a story
behind the snakes?

Yeah.

Yeah, I got bitten
when I was a kid,

and I freaked out so much
that Nate had to carry me

almost a kilometre
all the way back to the homestead.

Hey, I've been trying
to do the maths?

How the hell did you manage
a medical degree

and a baby at the same time?

Ed.

He took Henry full time
while I did my foundation years.

Right. He's an emu.

He's a what?
He's... Oh, sorry.

Cheers.

Ah, the male emus
sit on the eggs for two months.

No food, no toilet.

And then they care
for the young after they hatch.

Well, I certainly did
all of the hatching,

I can assure you of that.

I'll bet.

You know, you and Ed
would get on like a house on fire.

It's actually quite scary.

Nah, no time for him.

I've already made up my mind.

Ferret!
Oh!

You remember me?
Hey there, Doc.

Hi.
Hiya.

Pete.
Ferret.

Yeah, good to meet you, mate.

Matty's not here.

VJC, Mike Quebec Kilo.

Mike Quebe Kilo, VJC, go ahead.

VJC, we departed Pinnaroo

at 16:05, arrive Adelaide 20:05.

Can you ask ambulance

for an intensive care crew
and tarmac meet?

But no-one will require lights
and siren on arrival.

Shaun Everitt,
32 years old, attempted hanging.

Hypoxic for at least half an hour.

Tubed on the third attempt.

Sats 98 on 100% oxygen.

Pulse 60, BP 108 over 60.

Ketamine and Roc infusion,

10mg of Midazolam given
at 1500 hours.

No medications or allergies.

Why did you give Midazolam?

I didn't, the ambos did.

They thought he was having a fit
when they arrived.

Surely the strap
around his neck suggested otherwise.

Right, let's get an MRI,
head and neck.

See if we can get
this mess cleaned up.

You done much pre-hospital?

I've been here for five years.

And never seen a patient outside

those sliding doors, am I right?

I still think I'd spot

the difference between
a status epilepticus and a hanging.

Well, when you've been

called out for the third time
in a night

to drive an hour to a station

that's 50Ks
from the nearest neighbour,

hundreds of Ks from a hospital,
in pitch black

and freezing cold
to a terrified wife

who's been trying
to revive the husband

that she loves
for nearly half an hour,

maybe then you can bad-mouth

the decisions the ambos make,
alright?

But until then, why don't you focus
on saving his life?

And eat your dessert
on your own time, dickhead.

Yes!

See, I meant to miss that.

That was a strategic miss.
Strategic?

Yes!

So, Andy?

When you were a teenager,
did you fight with your mother?

Oh, the occasional flare up.

Did you like her?

Look, I'll be honest with you, Doc.

Teenage boys, the hard truth

is we just don't think
about you that much.

I mean, we love you,
we just don't think about you.

Oh, OK.

What am I walking in on
and what libel do I need to undo?

Right, the only libel here
is that I'm a 7.2.

Oh, please, 7, maximum.

You look like
you could use a drink.

Yeah.
You have no idea.

How do I look?

Yeah, he's a good bloke.
We'll leave you to it.

Thank you. OK.

Hey, he's masculine.

Masculine man.

So hot.

Oh, no, nup. Left and right!

This traffic is insane.

So, this is gonna be blunt.

Ooh, look out.

Why did you and your ex break up?

Um, oh, kids, funnily enough.

She wanted them.

No, other way round, actually.

So, what's it like?

What's it really like
having kids?

Like a little piece of your heart

leaves your body
the second they're born,

and you never get it back.

Oh.

And then...

they tell you
that they're staying in London

with their father...

the remaining part of the heart
just dies, a little bit.

That's...right.

I'm really sorry about that.

How are you going, alright?

I vacillate every day

between thinking
this is the best thing I ever did,

and the absolute worst.

Oh, don't limit yourself.

Why can't it be both?

I thought about
staying in London

as much as I thought
about coming here.

It's just when the decision
wheel stopped spinning,

this is where it landed.

I wonder
if that was the same for Ed.

Shag the registrar,
don't shag the registrar.

Shag the registrar...

You know,
I've thought that about Nate.

Like did...did he plan it?

And did he think about it
every time

he drove past that tree,
or was it for weeks?

Or years?

Or just...

in that second...

he thought, "Nah.

"This is it."

I don't know.

Anyway, um, I'm...

I'm glad that
your wheel stopped spinning

where it did,
for what it's worth to you.

Do you wanna come back
to my place?

Hey.

With that degree of oedema,
the neck's distorted.

So, if you go a surgical airway,

there's no predicting
what you'll hit,

including the carotid artery.

I'm sorry for questioning you.

No, you should question me.

No, I should have explained it
to you.

I'm here to apologise.

I snapped.

And I'm sorry.

Wayne?

Are you alright?

No.

I, uh...

Oh...
Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.

No, it's fine.

No, I'll leave you to it.
Um, good work today.

Sorry for being a prick.
I'll see you tomorrow.

That your ex?

No, that's my boss.

Well, you doctors

certainly charge more than
flight nurses, don't you?

Shtick with me.

You'll be fine.

What are we gonna tell Leonie?

I just think we should say that,

"The good news is,

"I'm not pregnant,
and I don't have Chlamydia."

My Aussie is so much
better than your Brit.

No chance.

Oh, it's Henry.

Oh, go...go for it.

Everything alright?

Yeah, he's, uh,
he's coming back.

Oh, that's great.

And he's bringing Ed with him.