03x04 - Episode 4

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Alyson and Hugo can't get
an ambulance for a patient.

Our ERU is closed.
We can't go out.

Did I say fetch him?
Where do we put him?

Is the EMS on strike?

I can't register this patient.

Your thing isn't working.

Victor, calm down!

- What's your name?
- Victor.

Go to Avicenne.

They're open.
We'll call to let them know.

Got the keys
to the first floor?

It's condemned for renovation.

Any problem, shout.

Chaos can't take over.
From now on, it's full triage.

- We don't have beds.
- Hospitals must take them.

Did you urinate?

I want to, but I can't.

Can you help me?

The old function testing unit.

- No one knows?
- Arben does. And you now.

- Who has the old Alzheimer?
- Mrs. Jeanin?

- Yours?
- Yes.

See that couple?

They want to dump their oldie.

He's an as*h*le.

Brun is a lot of hot air.

Don't worry, we're doctors,
here for you.

Dispatch told me
you had room for him.

They're wrong.

I thought maybe we
could take him.

Take him?

At the California.

Mrs. Jeanin's family left.

I knew it.

Brun wants me
to transfer a patient aged 89.

She's healthy,
but there's no bed free.

I can say I found a place
and we bring her here by ERV.

On the sly.

Thank you for your work.

I made a wager earlier

that might have failed.

The unit's empty
thanks to you.

Thank you.

INTERNS

"THINK YOU'RE COLUMBO?" - CHLOÉ ANTOVSKA

How can I sleep in this dump?

All these dicks

- aren't very relaxing.
- They repaint soon.

Stop stressing out.

Stop.

Help me. We can get 5 hours
before we take over.

Right...

Breathe.

That's all I do.

Good evening.

I've brought you food.

Great. Thank you.

Yes?

It hurts?

Chloé?

Can I have a word?

I'll be right back.

How's Moussa?

Fine, antibiotics eased his erysipelas.

- You hospitalized him?
- Yes.

Where?

Where is he?

The residence.

In the old function testing unit.

He's better there.

What would you have done?

No idea.

But I wouldn't have put him
in a disused unit.

Otago...

sh*t.

Anyone there?

Alyson? Hugo?

What's going on?

Doctor!

f*ck.

sh*t...

- Something wrong?
- No.

The door's locked and I've no phone.

I'll work it out.

Be right back.

Sorry. Try to sleep.

We're barricaded in.

Got a phone?

Yes, but no battery.

No charger?

No, I didn't bring it.

All we can do is wait.

Dr. Wagner will be here soon.

I'm in the corridor.
Shout if you need me.

We're not moving, I tell you.

Just this once.

No, that's impossible.

We close at night.

Avicenne wouldn't take him,
so we took him home.

His fit has lasted 3 days now.

- Enough!
- I understand.

No, you don't understand!

He looks calm,

but with fits every 4 hours,
we can't manage!

She can tell you.

- She knows we asked for help.
- OK.

Who was here?

Some useless bearded slob.

We did what we could,
but we close at night.

You did nothing, you let us leave!

- Calm down.
- No!

- Calm down.
- If I want!

- Stop shouting.
- What if I do?

What'll happen?

Saïd, it's OK.

It's OK.

- Listen, sir.
- No.

Try, so we can advance.

Listen to the doctor.

I don't know the case.

But we may have messed up.

Your son needs care.

- He is your son?
- Yes, he is.

We'll take care of him.

Alright?

Alright.

We'll put him in a booth.
Laura, can you?

- Yes.
- Thanks.

Come with me, just here.

We'll dress his cuts and decide.

Go and sit down now, OK?

Thank you.

Thank you both.

We're closed.

I know.

Have you slept since yesterday?

No, not really.

- Hugo, can you come here?
- Just a sec.

Sorry...

Stitches or not?

Turn your head.

No, just Steri-strips.

You know, I don't blame you.

I'll get the Steri-strips.

We'll keep him for the night.

The best thing you can do
is go home and rest.

It's OK, we'll look after him.

It's better this way.

Are you asleep?

Are you asleep?

Yes.

I need my Xanax, I'm so stressed.

You're always stressed.

Even more now.

You don't have to stay.
I'd understand.

Shall I go?

No, sleep.

Can you hear me?

Don't move.



Do you hurt anywhere?

Your stomach hurts?

That hurts. OK...

There too?

Maybe an infection
from the catheter.

I'll give you something
to lower your temperature.

Thank you.

This will help.

sh*t...

- What is it?
- It's not working.

The IV is blocked.

- Is it serious?
- No.

I'll give it to you orally for now.

For now?

Until I can get out
to fetch more gear.

Let's sit up.

That's good.

What's that?

A painkiller.

Take it.

This will help.

Lie down.

I'm sorry.

Lie down.

Victor, stop scratching.

Please.

Stop now, Victor.

Or we can't treat you.

Does it sting?

Try to keep still.

Hugo, can I have a word?

Go ahead.

Can you come here?

Victor, no scratching.

You told his parents to leave?

Why not ask me?

They were beat.

I told them to rest.

We're closed,
with a patient we can't handle.

We're not equipped.

What now?

He's not on duty.

No, he isn't, I am.

I'll go and see.

Stay with him.

Watch him,
he's your responsibility.

Yeah, OK.

I'm sick of it.

Laura, come with me.

This is Dr. Arben Bascha,
leave a message.

It's me.

I can't take over,
I'm stuck in internal medicine.

I'll get Chloé to replace me.

Try to rest.

Hello?

Can you take my shift?

I'm stuck here.

Sure, I'm not sleeping anyway.

- Told Arben?
- Yes, I left him a message.

OK, gotta go.

I can't take anyone, we're full.

What do you want?

To talk to you.

Still in pain?

It's not fading?

No, it isn't.

Laura will see to you.

Hello.

You're lucky it's her tonight.

She's great.

She's had urinary infections
since she was little,

and had an op
for a malformed left ureter.

Nothing since then.

But we knew it could come back.

A lot of it's mental.
It may be psychosomatic.

Give her paracetamol.

Do urine culture,
blood, electrolytes,

CBC, CRP.

- OK.
- Thanks.

Larouchi, come with me.

Are you OK?

If there's a problem, tell me.

Sorry to disturb you.

After the tests, I'll give her quinolone
and we'll head home.

How was your cruise?

It was good.

We were on the Canal du Midi.

It was nice.

But a bit short.

Why's he here?

He's watching...

Hugo?

Why are you here?
Didn't you go home?

It was a bit late.
I thought I'd sleep here.

Come here.

Explain.

- The kid from yesterday.
- I know.

He came back.

I decided to keep him.

You did right.

Know what this is?

Recognize it now?

Are you serious?

Very. Say what it is.

My medical file, with a stress test.

When did you do the test?

Think you're Columbo?

When was it done?

April 21, as it says.

Which cardiologist ran the test?

Why do you ask?
I've been with Boulakya 4 years.

That's enough.

I have stuff to do.

Busy with your little dispensary?

What do you mean?

Never mind.

Your cardiologist, Boulakya,
called me,

worried he hasn't seen you
in 2 years.

So?

So this stress test on April 21
never took place.

April 21, 2021, stress test normal.



November 17, 2021,
blood work normal.

I'll go on. March 13, 2022,

TTE, normal.

They're all real.

You did them alone.

I monitor myself and I'm fine.

Why do that?

Why have a good heart
with a dud hand?

Odd, I'd have said the opposite.

- I want you to go.
- I won't.

No follow-up in 2 years.



I want you to do another test.

- I'll do one.
- Sure.

I'll call Boulakya.

No, you're coming with me now.

- Now?
- Yes. We'll do it now.

By what right?

None at all, but you have no choice.

Refuse, and I'll say
you're unmonitored and can't work.

It'll bring the temperature down.

Maybe it's malaria.

- You've had attacks before?
- Several times.

They begin like this.

Does Dr. Antovska know?

No, she didn't ask.

I just need to take quinine.

Do you have quinine?

Mrs. Jeanin, do you have a cell phone?

Where's your phone?

- I'll look in your bag.
- Yes.

You need to do the PIN.

Do the PIN.

What is it?











- 7...
- Yes.

- 2.
- Thank you.

That doesn't work.

It's wrong.

Try to remember.
What's your PIN?







One figure short.



You're saying any old figure?

No random figures, OK?

The real ones.

- OK?
- Of course.

Your date of birth?

January 15, 1934?

Of course.

Your PIN is 15...01...



I've blocked the phone!

I've blocked the phone!

I'm sorry.

Sorry, Mrs. Jeanin.

It's OK. Look at me, it'll be fine.

Mrs. Jeanin...

OK? I'll take care of you.

Lie down now.

Anybody there?

Be right back.

f*ck!

What's going on?

I heard a cry.

You're a drag.
There are always cries.

We're in a hospital.

Turn the light off and come to bed.

Turn that one off.

Can't we leave it on?

Jesus..

Get it nice and tight.

Thank you.

The others will come soon. Don't worry.

Yes, of course.

What now?

I...

Nothing. Go to sleep.

Where are you going?

I'll get something to help me sleep.

- Where?
- Internal medicine.

Ask Arben.

He kind of scares me.

Jesus...

Normal CRP. No white cells.
Not an infection.

Nothing matches up.

Any problems lately?

School, friends?

I don't think so.

She didn't say.

You ran a tox test?

She's barely 15.

- And when you palpate?
- No idea.

She won't let me.

Shall I examine her?

Treating a relative is always tricky.

David!

What's going on?

Where can I get Xanax
or a thing to help me sleep?

Not here.

Isn't this a hospital?

We'll find some here.

This is Arben's snack drawer.

Arben's snacks.

Arben's snacks.

Arben's snacks.

- Got none?
- Don't worry.

Personal stock.

Well?

She says she's OK to go.

You examined her?

No, not really.

Not really
or not at all?

Not at all.

She's very much on the defensive.

With me, she's on the defensive.

Good evening.

Didn't you go home?

It was late and..

Alyson and I decided to sleep
at the residence.

What's going on?

How so?

Hugo said the same thing.

I don't know. Nothing.

Nothing?

No, nothing.

- Nothing?
- No, nothing.

Hold on.

What's Alyson doing?

- Hello?
- It's me.

I can't replace Arben right now.

Coming?

Take over at the California.

I start at 5 AM.

I know, but we need to switch.

We should've replaced him
an hour ago.

Fine, I'll go.

OK, thanks.

You're not asleep?

I have to replace Chloé for Hugo for Arben.

What?

Chloé can't replace Arben right now.

sh*t.

Why sh*t?

Brun needs you in internal medicine.

- Brun needs me?
- Yes.

To examine his daughter.

His daughter?

Repeating all I say?

No idea he had a daughter.

Don't sleep, replace me with Arben.

I just took my Xanax.

Make an effort.

No choice.

Try to resist.

I won't be long. I'll join you.

I'll rest a second, then I'll go.

I'm suffocating.

Calm down.

Match my breathing.

Do like me.

That's it.

Know how hard this is for me?

I can imagine.

So why impose it on me?

I'm doing it as your doctor.

You fix your files.

Go on, pedal.

Can I undo this?

It hurts here.

And the other side?

Only here.

You can fasten your jeans.

Is it over?

Yes.

For me, it's not
a urinary infection.

What do you think?

- I don't know.
- You don't know?

No.

No idea at all?

Yes, maybe.

Hugo?

- OK?
- Yes.

Can I have a word?

Yeah, sure.

Be right back.

I think she's pregnant.

- Are you sure?
- Almost.

And Brun?

He's convinced his little girl
has urinary infections.

I mentioned

gynecological pelvic pain,
but he changed the subject.

So tell him directly.

Yeah, sure.

"Your 15-year-old
had sex with a jerk

without a condom
and got pregnant.

It could be ectopic
and leave her sterile."

What do I do?

Test the beta hCG level.

How? I don't want it on the computer.

He'll have a heart attack.

Come on.

Remember to delete it.

- Erase the file.
- No trace?

- None.
- You're an expert!

All in all,
I've spent most of my life here.

Hugo!
We need you in triage.

Shut the hell up now!

Calm all this, otherwise...

It isn't you.

They have to tell me...

Saïd!

Go via the office!

Come on, come with me.

- Where were you?
- Here.

- You left him!
- It'll pass.

Get 1 mg of Rivotril.

His parents gave him


No use adding more.

Shut up!

Get 1 mg of Rivotril, hurry.

Victor, look at me.
It's me, Hugo. Remember me?

He's delusional.
Lie him down.

Let's calm down now, OK?

- The Rivotril.
- Get in here!

Victor, calm down.

We're here for you, OK?

You're safe here.

- They'll chase me.
- No one will.

Come on, hurry up, Laura!

Hurry, give him the shot!

- Leave him!
- Do it!

Just let him sit up!

- Let him sit.
- Got him.

Let go of him.

- Look at me.
- I've got him.

They're not going to go.

Yes, they're going.

- They're going.
- Yes.

Do you recognize me?

I'm Laura, the nurse.

- Yes.
- You do?

It's alright.

What do I do?

Hold the Rivotril.

I'm sorry.

I'll watch him, promise.

- The windows...
- Yes.

- Are you OK?
- Come here.

Sit up a bit.

Where are your colleagues?

I don't know.

Hi there.

The beta hCG is for you?

Well, for me, but not me.

- Alyson Lévêque?
- Yes.

Congratulations.

Sorry.

It's positive.

sh*t.

- How much?
- 650, 8 weeks or so.

An ectopic pregnancy, then.

We've no choice.

Brun has to know.

I thought I'd see her first.

She'll need help.

- Want me to come?
- No, that's kind.

I can manage alone.

You too now.

- You're leaving?
- Yes.

No more pain.
A false alert.

Urine culture is negative.

You had a necklace too?

Is this it?

Anouk?

- Is this it?
- Yes.

Thanks.

Say goodbye.

Sorry for all the bother.

Thanks.

Olivier!

We need to talk.

- Right now?
- Yes.

Slow down, please.

Don't overdo it.

Can you hear me?

Chloé?

Slow down.

Stop!

Chloé, stop.

Stop, OK. Stop!

Breathe calmly.

Calmly.

That's good.

It's rising.

That's good, keep breathing.

Chloé, stop, dammit!

OK, you win!

Breathe calmly.

Doctor, what's wrong?

No more oxygen.

We're out of oxygen.

Gently.

Don't panic. Try to breathe calmly.

Take it off, there's no oxygen.

Breathe with me.

Calmly.

Just try to breathe calmly.

Don't get stressed.

Lie back down. That's good.

Let's calm down.

That's good.

Lie down.

Keep breathing like that.

Calm down.

Hold my hand. I'm with you.

Calm down!

Can you hear me?

Hold my hand, I'm here.

Try to hold my hand.
Focus on my voice.

- I can't breathe.
- Sir, I'm doing my best, OK?

Let's breathe, in and out.

In and out. Give me your hand.