BIRDS CAW
DOG BARKS
Heavy night?
Why can't you Brits
handle your drink?
When I was your age,
I'd be on my third ice bath by now.
Yeah, after a night
on the triple distilled.
No wonder you're hangover-free.
That's an offensive stereotype.
Hello, man,
did you call the ambulance?
They're up there, I think.
Thank you.
She's up there.
Is that your dog?
No, must be hers.Thanks.
Hello, can you hear me?
She's not dead.You need the defib?
She's breathing.
Pulse is bradycardic,
but it's there.
Pinpoint pupils.Junkie?
Best dressed junkie I've ever seen.
Will you get the stretcher for me?
What did your last sl*ve die of?
Not getting me the stretcher.
DOG BARKS
No lead, no poo bags, no ball.
If you're going to be sick,
do it quickly.
Hi! Good boy.
Oh, you're so handsome.
3006 to control,
we need a second crew in attendance
at the lay-by off the Holby City
link road.
We have a second casualty.
HE GROANS
And three, two, one.
Shameless behaviour, Sandra.
Absolutely shameless.
Well, it's the husband
I feel sorry for.
Yeah, you know the one.
Got his jump leads out for me
a few months back.
Yeah, yeah, that's him.
Well, it's nice to know there
are some gentlemen still out there.
I don't think so, sunshine.
Sandra, I'm going to have to go.
I'll call you back, bye.
Hey, you, excuse me!
Who do you think you are?
Get rid of your own rubbish.
Ugh.
What is wrong with these people?
Honestly.
PHONE RINGS
SIREN WAILS
KNOCK AT DOOR
Yes?
If you're about to give me
bad news, I'd strongly advise you...
Fletch has given us
the nod to go to the agency.
Oh, OK.
I mean, we're already under the cosh
with Robyn and Faith on leave,
and Charlie still MIA?
Still no news from him?
Look, we've got incoming.
Two collapsed patients found
semi-conscious,
pinpoint pupils
and not responding to naloxone.
But I can ask Dr Keogh.
No, they're not responding to
naloxone?Mm-hm.That's odd.
Shall we?Yeah.
This is Naomi Johnson, 52,
found unconscious in a field
approximately 20 minutes ago.
Pupils pinpoint,
suffering from odd muscle twitches,
but no sign of physical injury.
Bay two, please.
Resps 25 with bronchospasm.
I'll take him here, please.
Sats 96% on O2, brady at 40,
BP 105 over 60, GCS now 11.
OK.Everyone ready? On slide.
Ready, brace, slide.
OK, he has the same symptoms?
Ready, brace, slide.
Bradycardic, resps 20. Sats 98%,
BP 110 over 60, and GCS of 12.
Right,
any drug paraphernalia at the site?
None. No track marks either.
What about the location?
Anything they could have ingested?
Inhaled?
No, I mean, they don't really fit
the druggie profile, do they?No.
All right, thanks, guys.
Chest and airway clear.
Heart rate still very low.
He's responsive to stimuli.
Hello, can you hear me?
I'm Will, I'm a doctor here
at Holby City A&E.
You're in safe hands, OK?Mum.
She all right?
Did he say "Mum"? OK, good.
We've got a connection, at least.
Mother and son.
Try and relax, try and relax.
We've got you.
Looks like she's more symptomatic.
She's severely bradycardic.
OK let's re-check her BP.
Can we also get pads on
in case we need to pace her?
Right, Jacob, ask Noel to speak to
St James',
see if they
have any similar cases.OK.
And I'll put the word out to any
community drug agencies as well.
Yeah, good idea.So mother and son
take dr*gs, walk the dog?
You know what, Ethan,
stranger things have happened here.
Marty Kirkby?
I've done
so many of these on patients.
I always say it's not going to hurt,
but never actually knew if it did.
And does it?
I've had worse pricks.
I understand you're here
because you had unprotected sex
with someone HIV-positive who wasn't
taking their medication properly.
Take a seat.
And the sex was accompanied
with drug-taking?Correct.
Can you remember what kind?
Um, G...
..ket, ketamine,
and crystal.
Almost a full house, then.
I'm not here to judge,
you know that.
But...
..I can refer you to a specialist
if you're worried about chemsex.
I think I'm, I'm...
..doing OK at staying away from
all that at the moment.
Just a straight up hangover.
And since your initial appointment,
you've completed the course of PEP?
I have.
And I started it within 72 hours,
so that's a good thing, right?
It means the chance of infection
has been significantly reduced.
It's no guarantee,
but I'd take those odds.
And have you had any more
sexual partners since?
No, I've kind of been put off that
whole scene, to be honest.
Well, we should have your results
within a few days.
I've been a bit of an idiot,
haven't I?
You've been careless, yes.
But you've taken all the necessary
steps since to minimise the risks.
So what now?
Now you wait.
PHONE RINGS
Hi, Sandra, yeah, I'm going to give
you a call back, love.
I don't feel too good, all right?
Bye.
Hey, how can you leave
the house before me this morning
and still be late?OK, stalker.
And I noticed the empty
bottle of wine in your room.
Thought you were turning
over a new leaf.
Oh, my gosh,
I had the test this morning.
I needed a drink
so that I could sleep, OK?
What? Why didn't you say anything?
Because I didn't want to
make a fuss.
Exactly like you're doing now.
What time do you call this?
I make it quarter to 12.
You know what I mean.
You're late.Sorry, but I...
What can I do with "Sorry, but"?
Eat it? Drink it?
Take obs with it? No.
Resus, ten minutes ago.
Julia? It's Graham from next door.
Got a parcel for you.
TV PLAYS IN BACKGROUND
Julia!
Are you in?
Julia! Oh, uh...
What's happened?!I feel terrible.
OK, let's... get you up here.
OK.
SHE VOMITS
Ah, right.
I think we'd better call
an ambulance.
It's OK, it's OK.
SHE GAGS
I'm going to call an ambulance.
Right, rock, paper, scissors,
loser has to drive. You in?
Um, can you give me a sec?
So that's it?
Yeah, that's it.
Why are you being like this?
I thought we were going somewhere.
Well, you thought wrong.
Sorry. That was harsh.
Oh, so you have some self-awareness?
I know it was a bit out of the blue,
but...
Come on, it's not like we were
written in the stars or anything.
It's been what, a month?
Such a way with words.
Will you at least tell me
who the father is?
I don't really think that's
any of your business.
No, Fenisha...No, Will, look,
I really can't deal with this
right now.
No, hold on a second.
Is there a problem?
Not that I'm aware of.Good.
You ready?Yeah.
You want to talk about it?
Talk about what?
Whatever is making you sad.
Could say the same for you.
Luka is having more chemo
this morning.
Oh.
Oh, Lev, I'm so sorry.
Don't be. It's what he needs.
And how long have you felt
sick for, Julia?
No more than an hour.
Oh, someone's been in the wars.
Knitting club.
Can you believe it?
She's really burning up.
And her pulse is pretty low.
Let's call it in.
We're going to get you
to Holby City ED, Julia.
Is there anyone
we can call to come with you?
She lost her husband a few
years back.
I'm so sorry to hear that.
Long time ago now.
She's got a grown-up daughter,
but she's not local.
Or talking to me.
It's fine, we can take it from here.
I'll lock up here for you, Julia,
OK?
A friendly face couldn't hurt.
To Holby?
Fine, fine, I'll grab my car keys
and I'll follow you in.
Hear that, Julia? A chaperone.
I'll get the trolley.
Still pinpoint.
She's not responding to the
naloxone?No.
She's had 3mg total atropine,
but heart rate's still low.
I think if she doesn't pick up,
then we need to intubate.
If this isn't dr*gs-related,
then it makes zero sense.
Will, is everything all right?
Why wouldn't it be?
I just saw you talking
to Fenisha earlier.
I forgot the hills have eyes
around here.
Ah, another one bites the dust.
No harm done.
Last thing I remember
is getting in the car.
Where's my dog?
The paramedics said they left him
with someone at the scene.
He's all right.
Look, it would really help us
if we knew what you'd taken.
I wasn't doing dr*gs with my mum.
OK, let's prep for an RSI, please.
Is she going to die?
We're going to do everything
we can for her, OK?
This is Julia Ford, 55,
found at home by a neighbour,
feeling very unwell.
Resps high at 32 with bilateral
expiratory wheeze.
Sats 96% on O2, bradycardic at 50,
BP 105 over 60,
GCS 14 falling to 12 en route.
She's had 5mgs of nebulized
salbutamol.
Hi, Julia, I'm David,
one of the nurses here at Holby ED.
OK, Rash, her pulse is very low.
OK, she's fitting.
Can I get 4mg IV lorazepam?
All right, all right.
OK, Julia, we've got you.
It's OK. All right, all right.
We shouldn't have
brought her in here.
Is the lorazepam coming?
Dylan, stop.Why?
The patient in there, she's fitting,
foaming at the mouth.Oh, right.
It's the same symptoms as a woman
from earlier and her son.
Here?Yeah.You sure?Yes.
OK, well, we can't take any chances.
Rash, everyone.
I need you to stay where you are.
Why? What's happening?
I'll be back. Come with me.
You shouldn't have left that room.
Uh, Connie, Jacob. Don't go
in there. Don't go in there.
Ethan, can you stay where you are,
please? Nobody in or out.
Do you want to bring Connie
up to speed?
Sorry, what's going on?Um...
We've just brought in a patient,
the same symptoms as these two,
respiratory distress, sweating,
low BP and pulse.
And...
..she's just started
foaming at the mouth.
I should have seen this earlier.
Right, we need to call the police,
the National Poisons Information
Service, the execs,
the on-site team.So we're pressing
the nuclear button, then?
Well, we have no choice.
Quite an apt analogy.
Er, what's happening?
We're either dealing with a nerve
agent or organophosphate poisoning.
But either way, all three patients
need to be isolated with
restricted access immediately.
All right, start treating them
with atropine, diazepam,
pralidoxime chloride.
So, no-one in or out?
No-one in or out of the ED
until I say otherwise.
Understood.
Right, we need to set up
a decon area outside,
start diverting ambulances
to St James'.
Dylan, can you speak to McGerry?
She needs to inform
the rest of the hospital.
Right, I'm going to put out
an alert,
make sure all staff know
that we're... initiating
procedure for a Code Orange.
So a full-on chemical incident?
Yeah, we're going on lockdown.
k*ll me now.Too short-staffed to
start slaughtering nurses, mate.
Oh, by the way, your dad's
over there.
Please say that you're joking.
OK, I'm joking.
But he really is over there.
Dad.
Marty. Hello.
Everything OK?
Julia from next door,
I found her looking none too clever.
The ambulance people asked me
to come in and keep tabs.
How noble of you.
So, how are you keeping?
Wow. Small talk,
that's what we've come to.
I'm trying to be polite.
A polite h*m* doesn't make you
a good one.
Just makes you harder to spot.
I'd better get going.
Tell Julia I'll come and pick her up
if she needs me.
Bye, Dad.
TANNOY:This is a staff
announcement.
All staff to be made aware
Code Orange has been implemented.
All patients and visitors
are asked to remain in their seats
until further notice.
Thank you for your cooperation.
We'll keep you updated.
All right, Fenisha,
you brought in all three suspected
victims, didn't you?
Yeah, Lev and I picked up
Julia Ford about an hour ago.
All right, you and the rest of
the crew need to decontaminate
as soon as it's set up,
and anyone self-presenting
with similar symptoms,
dry decon outside.
How at risk are we?
Well, if it is a nerve agent,
then it'll contaminate through
direct physical contact or
ingestion, so it's not airborne.
All right. The post-Salisbury
procedure was put in place
for exactly this kind of thing,
so follow the drill to the letter
and take no risks.
OK, we need two response teams.
So Jacob, you and I are team one.
Once we're suited up,
we take over from the guys in resus.
How many people can you spare?
We're bare bones as it is.
Marty, Jade, maybe a few more.
That's going to have to do.
Dylan, can you do the same
for resus three?Mm-hm.
All right, vigilance, please.
Let's treat it as the real deal.
What was that about?
We've had to implement a strict
security protocol.Because of us?
Yeah, we've had another patient
admitted
with the same
symptoms as you and your mum.
Well, what do you think it is?
Well, that's what we're
trying to find out.
But let's focus on
making you better, shall we?
You can't be here. It's not safe.
Will, we're on lockdown.
It's not exactly like I can
just leave.
Well, you should at least
tell someone.No!
It's not just you who's at risk.
This is my decision to make
and mine alone.
Will, is everything all right?
Yeah, everything's fine.
Right.Dr Hardy, I'd like to suggest
Fenisha be relieved of all duties.
I'm not her boss
and we've been told to stay put.
She's pregnant.
Fenisha, they're ready to start
decontamination. With me.
OK, I think we should try
and get another line in.
We might need as much
access as possible.
It's just a precaution, right?
There's no need to
jump to conclusions?
Well, actually, a chemical incident
is probably the only occasion
I would advocate
jumping to conclusions.
Do you think it's a terror att*ck?
Now, that is jumping to conclusions.
No, no, he's right.
There are many nerve agents
that have the same chemical makeup
as agricultural pesticides.
So you know, no need to start
blaming...
Brits, always blaming the Russians.
OK, but a Code Orange.
That means we're on lockdown,
right?Yes, correct.
With someone who has potential
nerve agent poisoning.
Also correct.With barely any
protective equipment?
Look, we are
already at risk of exposure.
For now, we follow protocol,
we protect ourselves as best
we can,
and until told otherwise,
we do what we always do.
Keep calm and carry on.
So we'll start at the head,
obviously,
and work our way
methodically down her body,
treating her obviously as she
requires, OK?
All right, how are you feeling?
All right?
Yeah, I can't really...I know
the circumstances are unusual,
but we have to try
and keep calm as best we can.
Dr Keogh, I can't hear you.
Oh, sorry. Can you lip-read?
Yeah, yeah, you just,
you need to face me.
OK, OK, we'll work it out
as we go along.
All right?OK.Ready?You ready?
Why does she look worse than me?
The chances are, she was exposed
to more than you.
If we were exposed to anything, it
must have been by accident, right?
She just works for a farming
company, why would anyone...?
It's highly unlikely that this was
done deliberately,
so try not to worry.
He's responding well to the atropine
and pralidoxime.
Will, this thing with Fenisha...
I just want to assure you
that it will be kept in
the strictest of confidence.
Why are you telling me this?
Because I'm assuming
the baby's yours.
It's not mine.
WATCH BEEPS
TV:At least three people are
critically ill
after being exposed to an unknown
substance
in an incident in Holby today.
This incident is now being
investigated by government experts
in chemical hazards
and radiation.
At just before 11 o'clock this
morning, Holby Ambulance Service
was called to this field behind me,
where they treated a male and a
female.
Both were then taken to
Holby City Emergency Department.
A short time later, a third patient
with the same symptoms
was taken to the same hospital.
This led senior staff there to
declare...
All three victims
are isolated at Holby ED.
Yes, boss, on my way there now.
Look, I'm sorry, sir,
but we are under strict orders not
to let anyone leave.
I'm really sorry, but like I said,
as soon as I know more,
I can let you know, OK?
Thank you.
Sorry, like I just said to them,
as soon as we know more,
we'll let you know, OK?
Sorry, sir.My son's in there.
I know, if you can just take
a step back and relax.
Hey, hey, hands off, yeah?
Can you relax? You could have just
made that a lot worse.What?
What, you don't
think a q*eer can handle himself?
Marty, look, I'm never going
to understand this,
this, this... lifestyle of yours.
But if we can agree to disagree...
What does that even mean, Dad?
Pretend that I like girls
and football
in front of your mates
down the pub, is that it?
If that works for you.
Just... no need to make it obvious,
that's all.
Make what obvious?
What, the fact that I'm gay?
I sleep with men? Huh?
How about the fact that we're in
the middle of a chemical incident,
and a nerve agent isn't the only
thing
I'm worried about being exposed to
right now.What do you mean?
I had a test this morning.
Why? Are you sick?
Do you need me to spell this out
for you? A HIV test, Dad.
I mean, it's pretty common
practice, actually.
But you know, would I have liked to
talk to you about it?
Absolutely.
Maybe even have had you
come with me.
But how does any of that work
if I'm supposed to just shut up
and never talk about it?
So you might have AIDS?
This is exactly what
I was afraid of, son.
You know what?
Me too.
Marty?
Do you want to find out who's
running this place?
That would be me. Connie Beauchamp,
Clinical Lead of the ED.
And you are?Detective Inspector
Cooke, counter-terrorism.
Counter-terrorism?
So you've had the confirmation?
Well, our specialists have
cross-checked samples
of a substance found on
the Johnsons' car door handle.
Confirmed presence of an
acetylcholinesterase inhibitor.
So a nerve agent?
Well, no, not necessarily.
Yeah, turns out the mother is
CEO of a company
that sells and distributes
agricultural pesticides.
Organophosphate pesticide
is chemically identical
to some nerve agents.
Good, someone knows their apples.
Look, we need to speak to those
victims as soon as possible
and take statements.
Yeah, well,
once the department's cleaned
and you're in the appropriate gear,
be my guest.
But until then, no-one
but my staff is allowed in the ED
unless gold command tell us
it's safe.
All right, thank you.
She's not responding as quickly
as the boy, so I've given her
another 2g of pralidoxime and we've
upped the atropine as well.
Good. Right, you two need
decontaminating.
All right, we'll clean up in here.
And establish a clean area
and move them there
once you've deconned.
All right,
please don't be alarmed by the suit.
How is this even happening?
Just a precaution we have to follow.
It's as much for our safety
as yours.
Once you're clean,
the police want to speak to you.
Do I have to?
I just want to stay with my mum.
I know how scary this must all be.
But if there is anything you can
tell the police,
no matter how small,
no matter how trivial.
But the other doctor
said it wasn't deliberate.
Yeah, that's not for us
to speculate.
All right, once I'm happy you're
decontaminated,
we'll move you and your mother
to a designated clean area.
OK?
Do you think this has something to
do with her old job?
Fenisha.Oh, not now, Ethan.
With what Will said...
I've been decontaminated,
all right? I'm clean.
It's not safe.
OK? So you should go.
No womb, no opinion.
I'm staying to help.
If it's not a factor for me,
it shouldn't be for you.
But is it... a factor for me?
Will said it's not his. So...
OK.
HE CLEARS THROAT
Um... we used protection.
Um, 98% effective protection.
Welcome to the 2% club.
Does Will know?No.
And we're keeping it that way.
Right, so, are we...?
What are we going to do?
"We" are doing nothing.
Fenisha, there's some things
we need to talk about.
Fenisha.
I've got to go.
OK.
Why are they here?
The boy, Aaron Johnson,
told me his mother
worked for the Government.
Yeah, she spent two years
in the Ministry of Defence's
Science and Tech lab.
Working on nerve agents?
It's looking likely.
But why that makes her a target
two decades later,
we're taking answers on a postcard.
What about the third victim?
Looks like the culprit
disposed of the vessel containing
the liquid in her front garden
and she took it inside.
So no connection?
Just wrong place, wrong time?
Yeah, collateral damage.
So she's stable,
but she needs more atropine, maybe.
OK, great, thank you.
We'll take it from here.
Did you get that? OK.
If only you could just send me
home with a couple of paracetamol.
Yeah, yeah. Unfortunately, I don't
think that's even possible.
Your home is a major crime scene.
All those people at my house.
My carpets.Well, I suppose the one
thing you can say is,
it's bound to be cleaner when you go
back than it was when you left.
Not so sure about that.
Lots of time on my hands.
Um, Rash, when you go back through,
would you mind finding out
whether they found
another suit for me?
I think the fan in this one's
malfunctioning.
Dr Masum said that you didn't have
anyone to contact.
Are you sure?
Nobody who'd come to see me
in a hurry.
She's fitting.She's fitting again.
HE BREATHES HEAVILY
Dr Keogh, do I draw something up,
or...?
Dylan, I said,
do I draw something up?
Dylan? I can't...
Dylan, no, I need you to help!
HE PANTS, VOICES FADE
Dylan, what are you doing?
Shall I prep some lorazepam? Dylan?
Yeah, lorazepam.
VOICES FADE, HE BREATHES HEAVILY
Dylan. Dylan?
Dylan, are you OK? Right, OK. Um...
Can I get 2g pralidoxime,
1mg atropine,
and 4mg lorazepam for the fitting?
All right?
Dr Keogh, you OK? Dr Keogh?
I need a moment.
OK, all right,
Jade, we need to intubate.
Jade! Jade, Jade!
We need to intubate!
Sorry. I can't hear you.
I'm literally lip-reading.
OK. Prepare the RSI dr*gs.
And we need a size seven ET tube.
What can I do?
What can I do? What can I do?
Mr Kirkby?
Does Marty know you're here?
He thinks I hate him, doesn't he?
Do you blame him?
Graham, are you all right?
When I was at school, I knew this
lad, right?
Year above me, lived a couple of
doors down.
Few years ago, his girlfriend
found him in bed with another bloke.
Kicked him out,
it got all over town.
That was it.
No-one bothered with him after.
He took his own life
six months later.
HE BREATHES HEAVILY
I just want what's best for Marty.
OK.
Can you tell me
what you're here for?
My neighbour. Julia.
Jul...
OK, right. OK.
I don't feel so good.That's it.
OK, can I get some help over here?
Graham Kirkby, 48, collapsed
in reception five minutes ago.
Only just became symptomatic.
Let's get him on the bed.
He's Julia Ford's neighbour, he was
the one that actually found her.
Why wasn't this
mentioned by the paramedics?
It's Marty's dad.Dad?
Marty, can you please just stay back
and let us deal with this?
Thank you. OK, just like we've been
doing.
Let's get an IV line in. Can we get
a doctor over here, please?
David, what's happening to my dad?
Jade, could you please just get
Marty out of here?
Come on, look,
we need to get deconned.
And can you please let them know
we're still using the dirty area?
We've got a suspect,
he's sent this viral.
CRYING, COUGHING
VIDEO:I swore one day
I would make Naomi Johnson pay,
and feel the same pain as me.
The pain of losing a child.
I never meant for anybody
else to get hurt.
That woman,
that was never supposed to happen.
This might make me a bad person.
But I had to level
the playing field.
HE COUGHS
Hang on.
I recognise him.
He was here earlier.You sure?
Yeah.
That's the pharmacy upstairs.
That's definitely the pharmacy.
All units, I want armed response
on the first floor of the ED now,
please.
Suspect is in the hospital, I
repeat, suspect is in the hospital.
I see him! Stay where you are.
Show me your hands!
Show me your hands!
Put your hands on your head.
Stand down.
Suspect found, over.
Your dad's responding well
to the antidote.OK.
Look, maybe you should go home.
I'm going to be staying
a little longer. He's in good hands.
Five more minutes.
OK.
Hey, he's going to be OK.
The last thing that I said...
..I was so ashamed of him.
But it won't be the last thing
you say to him.It could have been.
Takeaway when you get home? On me.
I mean, it's supposed to
be your turn, but I'll let you off.
Again.
Sure.
Um, is it OK if Mum stays?
Dad went back to the house earlier
and the whole place is on lockdown.
Yeah, of course.
Hey, you're going to get through
this, Marty.
I'll see you at home.
Mrs Beauchamp, the lab have just
confirmed
the substance used
is an organophosphate pesticide.
Right, as we suspected.
Looks like she left her MoD job to
set up her current business.
Oh, nice.
Develop nerve agents, and then
sell it on as pesticides.Mm-hm.
I'm sorry, you said the substance
was found on the passenger door?
Yeah, yeah, I did.
So she wasn't the target?No.
Garrett was working in Malaysia,
married out there.
Last year, 13 children d*ed
after eating crops
contaminated with that pesticide.
He lost his daughter.
So an eye for an eye.Mmm.
All right, thanks.
Let's go.
Those children went to school one
day and they never came home.
They suffocated as they slowly
became paralysed.
And Naomi Johnson can't even say
so much as sorry.
HE COUGHS
I know it must be a lot to take in.
Seems like your mother's
through the worst,
but she'll need be intubated
for a few more days.
Those kids d*ed.
And she couldn't care less.
You don't know that.
Saying sorry...
..it's akin to accepting
responsibility.
What, and that makes it OK?
No, no, it doesn't make it OK.
But sometimes our jobs...
..push us to make tough decisions.
Still no excuse, though, is it?
She's still a monster.
She's your mother, Aaron.
That hasn't changed.
And she's going to need you
when she wakes up.
Why do people do this?
This guy, the Government, my mum.
Always finding new ways
of k*lling each other.
I can't answer that.
But I do know we will always find
new ways to save each other.
HE SCOFFS
Great.
Balance restored, then.
Hi, Grace.
I'm fine, no, I just...
I just wondered
if you wanted to chat.
Rash, did you get that?
Apparently,
after the debrief, we're free to go.
OK, thanks.
Um...
Thank you for today.
I wouldn't want you to misconstrue
this as a heart to heart.
But I don't know how much
you know about my history.
Dr Keogh, you don't
have to explain yourself.
OK, fair enough, fair enough. But,
you know, credit where it's due.
That's it.
Credit was due, it's given.
Hello?
Hiya, Mrs Ford.
Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.
Marty?
It's been a while.
Graham.
Yeah, he's OK.
Still sleeping, but looks like
he's going to pull through.
You look like you're doing well too.
Little Marty.
I remember the day your mum and dad
brought you home from the hospital.
Oh, over the moon, they were.
The love you have for a child...
..there really is nothing like it.
Hopefully won't be wearing
one of those suits any time soon.
Course. I forgot you don't wear
protection, do you?
I don't know what that's
supposed to mean.Yeah, you do.
Will, it wasn't like that.Is that
what you do to your mates, is it?
Do you think I'm an eejit?No.
I heard yous earlier.
Do you think I'm an idiot?No. OK.
It was weeks ago.Does that matter?
Before you'd even met.
How does that matter?Will, stop!
Break it up!
Do you know what?
You're welcome to each other.