[MUSIC - THE PLATTERS, "THE GREAT PRETENDER"]
Lovely.
What's the matter?
They rationed or something?
Thank you.
Office.
Real unit.
Who's doing rubbish?
[inaudible]
I'll get it.
One more for the polo team.
Jokes.
How you doing there?
Hear you won the pools.
Yeah, 95 P. Split between the 10 of us.
[laughing]
I didn't think he was that keen on her.
288, please.
Nice ass though.
They're bastards.
Who, all of them or just Dr. Hennessey?
Hey.
When Alexander the Great was my age,
he was invading Tunisia.
Why?
Have you any ambition?
Have you ever been to Tunisia?
It's a real dump.
Bye, Lawrence.
I'm going to talk to her.
Matthew.
You're all right. Where does it hurt?
My back.
Can you move your toes?
Feeling in your neck?
Call an ambulance.
Where does it hurt?
My back.
- Can you move your toes? - Yes.
Show me.
Good.
Look, get back.
How about your neck?
Simon, Simon, are you all right?
Three, two, one.
Do you believe in the afterbirth?
It's the life, Allan.
Life, yeah.
When's he coming back?
We can leave that there.
What now?
They want his stuff in reception.
Oh, Jesus.
Oh.
Hi.
Somebody has to collect it.
I felt that was closest to him, apart from you.
I left some things here.
It doesn't matter.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean--
I'll let you get on.
I just don't see why.
I mean why him?
Why you and him?
- I'm on it too. - Not that I blame you.
You know, the guy was a doctor.
I'm just this thing.
You know it wasn't that.
He made things happen.
Is there any pain? Any pain?
Here?
Does it hurt?
Oh, no.
What color are your motions?
My what, love?
Your motions.
He's improving.
Last time he took fourth.
Can we have some shush?
I've never looked.
Why do they ask about?
What?
About the motions.
Black for an ulcer, white for a gallstone.
Did you learn that at university?
No.
I learned how to rewire a frog.
That's handy.
OK, take a break.
But don't they usually get an ETG first?
I know what they usually get.
Inflate to 300 please.
This will just kill the pain in the wrist.
The anesthetic can't get further than the cuff.
Can you feel that?
- No. - That?
No.
Come and help us, will you?
Hold at the elbow.
OK?
OK.
Plaster.
At the wrist.
[knocking] - Who is it?
It's me.
Hang on.
Come on, Matthew.
Hang on.
Someone with you?
I should be so lucky.
Not seen you down at the pool for a bit.
No.
Or the rec.
No, I was just worried in case you were--
I'm fine.
Well if you ever fancy a swim.
I don't know what you see in these skinny women.
They're waiting.
I know.
Deep breath.
Can I help you?
They've not started?
If they want you, they'll keep you till last.
Left here.
Sorry, my fault. You work here?
Well, obviously you do.
Do you always get this nervous at interviews?
I haven't been to many.
No?
You must be good at them.
Down here.
Look, I'm not right for this.
I'm wasting their time.
You'll be fine.
No, honestly.
Of course you will.
[inaudible]
Dr. Sutherland.
Dr. Kasim.
I'm Dr. Kasim.
Excuse me, could I?
Thank you.
Dr. Hennessey.
Ah, how are you today.
Good.
Come and sit down.
Do you take uh-- yes.
I'm Dr. Munford.
This is Dr. Fawn, Mrs. Griffiths of the administration.
We read your CV.
Most impressive really.
Ah, [inaudible].
That's my old school.
Who was your head master?
Let's see now.
Yes, good.
And before that?
Ah, the Hammersmith.
Professor Simpson still there?
Yes, I believe he is.
And Old Pierson?
Ah, good old Pierson.
Why is he retired?
No, I believe--
Pierson has been dead three years.
Oh, you didn't know that?
No, I didn't.
Well, at least you're honest.
And there's nothing wrong with this, of course.
Then any fool can look good on paper.
Well, I'm sure.
What I want to know is, why do you want this job.
It's valuable experience, ideal change to-- there's no
doubt at all about that.
Sorry, Charles.
Thing is, we're not looking for a high highflyer,
just someone who cares.
Well of course I do.
Dr. Hennessey.
Yes!
Left hand under the left flank.
Right hand beginning at the navel,
moving towards the costal margin.
Breathe in.
And out.
And in, and I can feel the notch there.
Causes of an enlarged spleen.
- Glandular fever. - And?
- Malaria. - And?
Leukemia.
And.
Anemia.
What are you doing?
Trying to feel your kidneys.
Doing what?
Crewing on a yacht?
You're not serious.
Caribbean.
Place called St. Lucia.
Oh, [inaudible] for a lot of rich brats.
It's better than this, isn't it?
Matthew, there is no comparison.
This is real work.
You cannot just drop out and--
Alec, Alec, Alec, don't start.
What, working class bullshit, honest toil.
You've been here two years.
What have you achieved?
Bought you a present.
I don't smoke.
Well, learn.
It's silver.
Alec, you're worth more than this, you know?
Think about it.
OK, pal.
See you again sometime.
Sure.
--blood gases.
I'll pop in and see her night before,
all the standard stuff, straight chest,
hemoglobin and white count.
Back pain, but--
Incredible tits.
Please examine this girl's chest and let me know what you think.
So what did you say?
Five minutes could turn into weeks.
Actually she had a murmur, grade three.
Systolic.
Carotid radiation.
So who are you then?
Simon Hennessy.
I'm in casualty.
No, you're not.
You don't start till two.
Oh, I start now.
Know anything about Crohn's?
What kind of crone?
The disease, Crohn's disease.
It has been that kind of morning.
Cubicle three going to have a collar and cuff.
Gyn are taking the woman in six.
And four is just a strapping and then ortho clinic tomorrow.
Ah, I'm Beverly.
So it's just you and me, is it?
It's just you.
Christine will show you where things are.
Busy, isn't it?
Up and down.
There's a tib and fib just come in.
That's an FB, left eye and that's a thumb.
You take the cards from here, see the patient,
fill them in, put the cards back here.
Have fun.
What's the problem?
Don't go away.
OK?
Getting things organized.
Shit.
You've got to hold still.
Oh, Jesus!
You're better off without it anyway.
Now, you'll just feel a little jab.
If you've got a moment, there's a guy
in major was like hanging off.
Back in a minute, OK?
Ah!
What color are your motions?
How did you come of your bike?
Just give us an injection.
The nurse will give you that.
Someone please!
Sorry, you're busy.
[scream]
Fractured tib and fib, good distal pulses and sensation.
No, nil by mouth since breakfast so we can
send him straight to theater.
Is that orthopedics?
Uh, huh.
Good.
Send him to theater.
So, what's wrong with this little fella.
He's got something in his eye.
Hm.
Get away.
I don't want you.
All right.
Just trust me.
No, I don't want you.
Please trust me.
Night, Christine.
Night, Mary.
[inaudible] Here we go, here we go, here we go.
Woo!
How's the new boy?
That bad, hey?
Hey, you left it nice and quiet anyway.
Uh.
[phone rings]
Hello?
It's me.
Who?
Matthew.
Hey, Hogwash.
You're supposed to be afloat.
It's no good.
I can't do it.
Of course you can.
If at first you don't succeed, in with the boot
and then the heave.
Where are you?
Portsmouth.
Listen, I'm coming back.
So what will you tell the boat people?
Nothing. I'm just going to clear off.
Don't be a Wally.
They'll only phone this place.
You'll have to face the music somewhere.
Hello?
Matthew?
[phone rings]
Hennessey, Dr. Mumford here.
Hello.
Can you meet me in the dining room?
Yes.
I'll be over straight away. OK.
Bye, bye.
Ah.
OK, about yesterday.
We were really busy.
I didn't know where anything was.
Tea?
No, thank you.
I don't know what anybody said to you about last night.
No one tells me anything.
Why?
Was there a problem?
No problem.
Fine.
I'm sorry.
I thought you wanted to see me.
Well, my dear chap, just checking you're all right.
Are you all right?
Sure.
And to ask if you'd like to come round to dinner some time.
Celia always likes to meet the new fellows.
I'll let you settle in.
In a week?
Any time.
Next month?
12th, 13th?
Yes.
Excuse me.
Do you want to be picked up?
No.
You'll need the address.
Dr. Hennessey, Dr. Thorne wanted to speak to you.
Remains unresponsive to stimuli, observation continues.
You wanted to see me?
You don't know why?
I find that rather worrying.
Yes, I wrote it in a hurry.
I can read the writing.
It's the sense I can't make out.
Age 10.
Blow on head.
Slight bruise.
OK.
Do we know what kind of blow?
Or where on his head or was he knocked out.
Well, I can't remember.
Oh, when he goes home and dies in his sleep,
what are you going to tell his mother?
You're going to tell her you can't remember?
I don't think he was knocked out.
Don't think?
Look, I didn't expect to have so many--
I'll be blunt with you, Hennessey. it
wasn't my choice to hire you.
I don't give a damn for your brilliant career.
I want someone who can take a history, someone who
can examine a patient properly, someone
who can apply the basic principles of medical care.
You must be capable of that.
Of course.
Feel his pulse.
It's irregular.
So?
Atrial fibrillation.
- Listen to his chest. - Please sit forward.
Breath in, please.
And out And in and out.
And in.
And out.
Basal crepitations
Feel his liver.
Well?
It's normal.
What do you mean, normal?
If you can feel it, it isn't normal.
So what is it?
Abnormal?
Enlarged.
Smooth, enlarged, nonpulsatile.
Diagnosis?
Hepatitis?
Cirrhosis?
Of, course.
Classic.
Wasting, spider nevi, jaundice, varices.
You've been drinking?
I'm a dead man anyway.
So tell me why I shouldn't fire you.
No reason except it reflects on us too.
You've got 24 hours to shape up.
OK, I'll try.
Damn right you will.
Don't you think we should talk?
You can't do it, can you?
I had this kind of one day flu.
Listen to me.
My job is hard enough without having to cover.
You don't have to cover for me, all right?
You're not the first.
They all come here straight off the wall, read a book,
and think they can walk on water.
You'll have to learn.
Just be straight with me.
All right.
Thanks.
Christine,
Christine.
Matthew, Simon, it's Simon.
What's your first case?
Nothing, sprained ankle.
You know about sprained ankles?
Of course.
No.
OK.
I was on a renal unit.
They don't have ankles.
Hm.
Look at the ceiling.
What happens on a renal unit?
Lights flash, beepers beep, a lot of flooding.
I know someone in the West Halward.
What do they do?
He's got mitral stenosis.
That's a relief.
On examination, past medical history.
Home, ward, general practice.
You'll be bored in a few weeks.
Most of the time it's the same old stuff, head injuries,
sprains, necks of femur. - Bye, Christine.
Bye.
NBI, no bony injury.
Hi.
You just have to do your homework.
See you on Monday.
Hi, Simon.
Home for the weekend?
No, sentimental journey.
[latin]
What does that mean?
Work hard, play hard, no talking after lights
out, that sort of thing.
Which one's you?
Back row, eighth from the right.
It's the eyes, isn't it?
What are you doing?
I used to be a pupil here.
I don't believe you.
I could report you, you know.
I could probably break your neck.
Yes, I expect you could.
Why are you writing that down?
Old times sake.
The past in another country.
Who said that?
I said it.
I made it up actually.
What's funny?
Why did you think I wasn't a pupil here?
Well, your clothes are rather cheap.
Do you know what your motto means?
Yes.
It's Latin.
I do know.
I just can't be bothered.
Sell me your scarf.
Having problems?
I was a terrible Boy Scout.
You like plays?
Uh, huh.
I'm trying to be an actress.
How's your school?
Same as ever.
That's a lonely way to spend a weekend.
Sorry, you don't like talking about yourself much, do you?
So why did you give up acting?
Come to think of it, neither do I.
Catholic guilt?
And what do you know about that?
Well, I have this friend from Scotland.
Actually it's got more to do with my father.
What kind of friend?
[yell]
Found her unconscious in Park Street.
Pulse thready.
Blood pressure unrecordable.
He arrested twice in the ambulance.
No pills.
medical history.
Mary, take this trolley.
Is she still with us?
Yes.
She's gone again.
Ring three, three, three.
Seen this before? - Heroin.
Uh, huh.
You do the drip.
I'll get the Narcan.
Come on, Lily.
Don't go now. Come on.
Cardiac arrest, casualty.
Narcan, point four.
Check.
Too late. Hello.
You're in hospital.
This doctor just saved your life.
Simon, you found it then.
Come in, come in.
[latin]
Oh, here, here.
Happy days.
Then where in Cambridge?
Claire.
He seems like a fine old gentleman.
He was a monster.
I liked the frame.
Which one's Claire?
On the canal.
River.
But which side of King's?
This wine is delicious.
Can I see the bottle?
You don't mean the red brick one?
Yes.
Next to the Anchor?
That's Queens.
Celia.
Describe Claire College Cambridge to me.
It's the granite one, down the path behind the--
Simon said it was brick.
He must get confusing it with somewhere else.
Of course he's not.
He went there.
Help yourselves to vegetables.
You said it was brick.
No, it's my fault. We were coming from opposite sides.
I'm sorry.
We weren't
Eat up, dear before it gets cold.
We weren't.
He gets things mixed up.
You probably know.
No.
You're bound to hear this, so I might as well tell you.
The fact is he made a few little misjudgments at work.
Nothing serious, but enough to raise questions.
They offered to retire Benny, but he said he felt victimized.
Said other doctors make mistakes,
which is heresy as you know.
So in the end Charles Thorne, who is really-- no,
thank you --anesthetics, agreed to oversee things.
Benny is still in charge, hiring of staff, maintenance
of equipment, but it hurt.
Which is why we had such a good time there.
Cambridge College, built in dah, de, da, de, da of stone
between Kings and Trinity.
Yes.
I'm sure that's what Simon's saying dear.
It's not.
You said--
Benny, don't fuss.
We were just talking about Africa.
Yes, I hear you had quite a holiday.
We were stationed in Kenya for how long?
Eight years in Khalifi Creek.
Happy days.
Weren't they, darling?
Yes.
Yes, they were.
What is it?
It's just like old times.
Where was that?
You don't hang out with the others much, do you?
No, they talk a lot about medicine.
So what do you like talking about?
Sex.
Death. Football.
In that order?
Look, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Is there a doctor here?
No, seriously, I'm serious.
Is there a doctor?
You want to go?
Go on.
Yeah, man, come on.
Jesus, what happened?
Release his tie.
Let's get him on the floor.
Rip the suit and you're dead, mate.
It's a miracle.
A miracle.
My brother, aren't you wonderful?
My hero.
The middle ager in three.
You know about her.
He's RIF pain.
Could be an appendix.
Kid with a bead up his nose.
Nothing serious. OK?
- Great. - See you tomorrow.
Hi, Chris.
Oh.
She's not here I'm afraid.
When's she due back?
I don't know.
It's her father again.
What about him?
In London.
You know he's been ill.
No, I didn't.
Oh.
Well, I've only been here a few weeks.
She's probably told you I'm hopeless.
No.
She said you're the only doctor she's ever met who didn't think
the sun shone out of-- well, who wasn't
always bossing people around.
Christine said that?
A couple of people have.
Dada?
Dada, what's happened to you?
Something happened.
She had to stay.
Did anyone ask Simon?
He's studying again.
Conscientious bastard.
(SINGING) Oh, yes, I'm the great pretender,
pretending that I'm doing well.
My need is such I pretend too much.
I'm lonely but no one can tell.
Whoa, yes, I'm the great pretender.
Adrift in a world of my own.
I play the game but to my real shame,
you've left me to dream all alone.
Hi.
I was just passing.
Keep the change.
Thank you.
Any risk of a coffee.
Look it is not a good idea, is it?
What isn't?
My father died.
I stayed for the funeral.
Oh, God, I'm sorry.
Well, I'll just--
No, come up.
He must have known earlier.
He wouldn't let them call me.
This stupid thing about how important my work is.
Didn't you ask me once why I gave up acting?
Uh, huh.
Because of him.
It's nothing he said.
He never said much.
Just his um, he was just such a good man, you know?
So solid.
There should be a heaven, shouldn't there?
For people like him?
I mean, 36 years of doing his duty and want nothing.
You get sick and you die.
That's why he didn't want me there.
He finally bloody realized, didn't he?
He knew in the end, it's just all so much rubbish.
I'm so sorry.
I'm not normally like this.
Look, this is really bad.
You should never get involved with people you work with.
I read that in a magazine.
It's my fault.
You just caught me at a bad time.
I know, I know, I know, it's wrong of me.
Actually I didn't think it was.
Talk to me.
Say what?
Whatever.
Anything.
I'm not a doctor.
My name's not Simon Hennessey.
What are you called?
Matthew Harris.
It sounds like an estate agent.
I was a biology dropout.
I worked on a kibbutz.
I sold vacuum cleaners.
- More. - Why?
Because lies turn me on.
I grew up in Warrington.
My father sold scientific instruments.
My mother ran a gift shop.
- I love it when you talk. - I can't think.
- Yes. - No, no, no.
No more.
10 P on this one.
Left sided pneumothorax.
This is getting serious.
Open wide.
Oh!
Sorry.
Oh, God.
Shit.
This is a disaster.
Me too.
God I used to be terrified to admit that.
Why?
Scared of stopping.
Desperate to get on, change, change.
Funny, you're so evasive a lot of the time.
Don't you still enjoy it?
Sometimes.
I like emergencies.
I like the danger.
Isn't that terrible?
I like a bit of danger.
Fun?
Listen, I wake up feeling like that.
So where in Hampstead are your mom and dad?
You don't want to go there.
I don't get on with them, that's all.
Why not?
Well, I guess they're disappointed in me.
Disappointed?
No, the real reason is every time I tell them something,
they ask me another question.
Oh, right, conversation will never catch on.
They wanted me to be a barrister like my father.
I thought you said he was a stockbroker.
Well, he is. Well, he was.
Changed. - When?
How deep do you think this is?
When?
Simon!
You're certifiable!
Why?
How do I get back?
To be rather than to seem.
So when did he change his job?
Who?
Your father.
Not still that.
Yeah, still that.
I don't see the point.
So that I can feel close to you, is that good enough?
I mean what else is there?
Just how many times can we screw in one day?
We are close.
I feel close to you.
It's just I can't.
I don't need any more stupid questions.
Do you know what our school motto is?
Love is honesty.
Christine.
No questions.
That's fine by me.
Simon.
I'm so glad it's you.
Celia.
My god, what have you done?
Oh, nothing.
Well, I'm not sure it does look a bit-- I was coming in
with the shopping, and this bit carpet
that's come up over that silly-- do you think it's all right?
It's a silly flap under the door and-- ow!
A fiver.
Too easy.
Is it serious?
No.
It's been one of these days.
There was a man to fix the washing machine.
He came in and hummed and hawed and to be frank,
I really doubt if some of these people
know where the powder goes.
It's the same at the garage.
There was a problem with the Volvo.
I've always been such a fool with machinery.
Ow.
That's the worst bit.
Anyway, it was making noise like a lion.
They have this sort of cough like.
I get all that?
Heap strong medicine.
So Benny took it in and-- I felt that.
No matter.
The Keatons have had it for a week and said it was all fixed.
If you get up speed, it's just as bad.
OK.
Anyway, from the look of the mechanic, not just his age.
Well, he has no sort of method, you know?
Seems anyone can put on a yellow boiler's suit and--
You're still not numb?
No.
No tingling or anything?
No.
I do feel a little bit sick?
Sick?
Actually, is there a bowl or something?
Bowl.
One bowl.
How are you now?
Oh, Jesus fuck!
Come on, Celia.
Bastard.
Shit. come on, Celia.
Oh, no!
Christine!
Live.
Three, three, three. - What happened?
- She just came in. - Who is it?
Quickly! Let me do that.
I'll take it.
Cardiac arrest.
Casualty.
Yeah, sure. let me speak to them.
[muttering prayer]
Get the mask.
Atropine.
Adrenalin.
One, two, three.
Bicarb.
One, two, three.
How's that trace?
We've got VFs.
Where's Mumford?
They're still trying.
OK, stand back.
Give me 360 again.
Everyone clear.
Any change?
There's no pulse.
Her pupils are fixed, Tony.
OK.
End of story.
You reckon the cuff deflated?
Must have been leaking, hey?
Why did you start without me?
I couldn't find you.
You only had to call.
You weren't around, so I started on my own.
I wasn't going to leave her with a broken arm.
- Simon. - I know what you're saying.
I'm not saying anything.
I shouldn't have run off.
It's me just as much as you.
Anyway, it doesn't matter who's fault it is.
OK, OK, OK.
Let's drop it.
It's poor old Benny Mumford.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Poor old Benny.
Don't you feel sorry?
Right now, no.
I feel scared, scared for me.
OK, at least I recognize that.
I'm not going to try to disguise it with some bogus sentiment.
Chris, I'm sorry.
No, you're right.
Sorry.
Sister wants to speak to you.
Thank you.
I'll go and talk to sister.
I will speak the truth.
- I will speak the truth. - The whole truth.
- And nothing but the truth.
And nothing but the truth.
Your name is Simon Garfield Hennessey.
Yes.
Clinically, she sustained the Colles'
fracture, which is a common fracture of the arm,
near the wrist.
We performed an x-ray which confirmed this.
Did you write these findings down?
No.
I was busy preparing things in the treatment room at the time.
That's the nurse's job, isn't it?
Well, we tend to help each other out.
So where was she at the time?
Well, was she in the department?
But she didn't respond?
No.
Why not?
Please speak for yourself and Nurse Taylor
will speak for herself.
I didn't call her.
And the leak is where?
Just here.
It's very small.
I see.
Tell me, how often is this equipment maintained?
Supposedly, every month.
And in practice?
Well this one, 12 weeks ago.
And whose responsibility is that?
Mine, sir.
Me and Dr. Mumford.
I'd like to call Christine Taylor.
In your normal experience, this procedure is performed
by a doctor and a nurse.
Yes.
One of the nurse's responsibilities
being to check that a faulty cuff does not deflate.
Yes.
So, it is fair to say that if Dr. Hennessey had
called you in the first place, this accident
could have been avoided.
He did call me.
I was avoiding him.
I'm sorry.
I was under the impression that--
He's been trying to protect me.
He did call me.
It was my fault.
Is this true?
No?
Yes.
Any final submissions?
So the patient, Celia Mumford died in the course
of an anesthetic, which was performed
properly, but for the absence of Nurse Taylor.
It's not the remit of this court to discipline her, but-- yes.
But failure of equipment seems the most significant
causal factor, I've no hesitation
in returning a verdict of death by misadventure.
Thank you.
Board rise.
Well done, Simon.
Dr. Thorne.
Can I ask you how you feel about--
Quite happy.
So there's no suggestion of mal--
Misadventure, I think that's very clear.
[cheering]
Simon!
Dr. Death!
Hail the conquering hero.
You were crazy to try to take the blame.
I thought it was very romantic.
We knew you were guilty as hell.
[SOUNDS OF LAUGHTER AND CHEERING]
You could tell her this, I've been qualified for what,
five years now, and I know one, maybe two people I've killed.
And that's a bloody good batting average.
See you Simon.
There's no one in this room who's never made a mistake.
If the punters don't accept that, frankly,
who gives a shit?
[gunshot]
Where were you?
What are you doing?
What does it look like?
Well where?
Excuse me.
Listen, I know what you've done for me.
I just don't know why.
Well, one of us had to go.
That's not true.
They said you can get off with a suspension.
Even if it had been your fault.
It was my fault.
What?
I should have been there.
Some stupid lovers tiff.
It's got nothing to do with you.
What are you, on some kind of guilt trip?
You're being like me.
You've been very straight.
Damn.
Oxfam can have these.
Do you know what I thought about most since this happened?
The fact that it was split us up.
It's frightening, isn't it, how selfish you get?
You're just about the nicest, the kindest.
I am not.
I never was.
It was just a role I was playing for my father.
This is bullshit.
Look, you do it for long enough,
you almost convince yourself it's true.
[phone rings]
Don't you?
- You know something? - Know what?
That you don't love me?
Yes.
Stop, will you.
You can't.
What about you stuff?
Sell it.
Give it away.
It is best this way.
But what about the flat?
Lease is in my desk. Go.
Go!
(SINGING) Well I come from Alabama,
with a banjo on my knee.
And I'm bound for Louisiana, my true love for to see.
Rained all night the day I left, the weather was bone dry.
Sun was hot, I froze myself.
Susanna, don't you cry.
Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me.
I come from Alabama.
Simon, you hear from that Salsbury job?
Hang on.
When I leave I'm going to start
a group practice with all these doctors that get
reported in this Sun.
You know, Dr. Sexy asked me to strip.
Dr. Evil ate my baby.
Which one would you be?
He could cover for both of them.
Anyone for desert?
Simon.
A toast.
- To my dear friends. - Oh.
What kind of crappy toast is that?
More wine, man.
More wine.
Where is the bottle opener?
It's his day off.
50p.
Want a go then?
Aortic aneurysm.
How was the interview?
Still waiting to hear.
How about you?
GP probably.
Will you miss it here?
Yes, it's been good.
You've been fun to work with.
Thought you did really well putting all
that Mumford stuff behind you.
You can't carry your past around on your back, can you?
Matthew.
Hello?
Matthew?
Geez.
It is you.
A body would think you're trying to avoid me.
What are you doing here?
I got a job.
Well a traineeship.
Start tomorrow.
You live around here or what?
Hello? Simon?
You all right? - There's no one here, just us.
Does she know you?
- Training for what? - Guess.
No.
Nursing.
I decided that you were right.
Do something worthwhile.
Actually I fancied the uniform, the wee white pennies.
Where are you based?
Everywhere.
On rotation.
Tomorrow I started at the Royal Clifton Hospital.
You look a bit peely-wally.
What happened to the sun tan? - Sun tan?
What sun tan?
Off that yacht.
Where's your clothes?
Put your clothes on. - OK.
Don't panic.
Great to see you.
Small world, hey?
Nice car.
Where we off to?
Stop at a pub?
There's one.
Hey, ho.
Too late, never mind.
So where's the booze at? - There isn't one.
You're joking.
So why Bristol, Alec?
Not for the orienteering, that's for sure.
How much are they paying you?
Not for the money either. Come on.
It's gone five.
What are we doing here?
Supposing I paid you to pull out.
Supposing what?
What's the problem?
I work here.
So, what are you saying?
You saying you don't want me around?
What's your problem, Matthew/ it's me, Alec.
Things are a bit complicated.
- I'm listening. - I can't tell you.
You're going to have to trust me.
To do what?
You don't expect me to jack in the course?
Alec, this is important.
All right, this is about my life.
Your life, so important.
What about my life?
Holy shit.
You remember Simon Hennessey, hey?
Allison's bloke, the one who got killed?
Yeah.
You're forcing me to tell you this.
Forcing what?
I'm not forcing anything.
I am Dr. Hennessey.
I stole his papers.
I am working as Dr. Hennessey.
Shit. I'm on at half 7:00.
You?
Yes, I did it.
I'm doing it.
Matthew, you know how long these characters
have to train for.
It's five, six, seven years.
You know that's bullshit.
They wanker around in university for five years.
They put them straight on the wards.
They learn it by trial and error.
You're off your head.
You're fucking lethal.
They all are.
I'm no worse than any them.
You're telling me you killed someone.
I'm asking you to keep your mouth shut.
All right?
Or to go somewhere else?
No.
Sorry.
Jesus.
I've got to think about it.
Think about it now.
I've thought about it.
You're leaving me here, or what?
[scream]
You forgot something rather important.
Foreign body in right eye.
Mogadon overdose. Headcase.
Probably magic mushrooms.
Nothing too frightening.
The on call room's made up.
Have a quiet night.
Oh, the jungle drums are saying you got that Salisbury job.
Did I?
Yeah.
Luck of the devil.
There's someone for you.
Where?
Phone.
Ambulance control.
What's the problem?
Some tourist fell off a cliff.
Sounds quite serious
Where?
Um, Dr. Hennessey, we've got this fellow.
Yes, where?
Well, he's pretty bad.
How bad?
Is he conscious?
I can't tell you.
Well find out.
Well, can't you wait until--
I need to know now.
Well I can't.
Well, we've no way of contacting him.
Jesus.
Dr. Thorne's on his way.
He's what?
Since Mrs. Mumford, he wanted to be called for major trauma.
Stand back now.
Bring him through.
He's had [inaudible] but it's still unrecordable.
Left femur's definitely broken.
Spleen could be dodgy.
Bad head and probably a failed chest as well.
Did he speak?
Did he manage to talk?
Oh, sure, Doc.
We couldn't shut him up.
Come on, please, anybody that's not working here,
please get out, thank you.
Chest, neck, skull, left hip and femur,
pelvis, right tib and fib.
You have enough [inaudible]?
No.
Well, please get some.
Get me two more Haemaccels.
Full blood count, in these, then cross match then to the lab.
I'll do that.
You call blood bank, four units of O
negative as soon as possible.
- Don't you have to request it? - No, no, no.
I'll stay here with him.
No, the larger ones.
OK get in touch with the anesthesiologist
on call pending major theater.
What are you doing?
The drip is blocked.
I was running through some saline.
It seems all right.
Hello Hello.
What's his name?
Alec Moran.
How do we know this?
I'm sorry.
I thought somebody had said.
He's called Matthew Harris.
Have you got some blood on the way?
Yes, I'll get it.
[footsteps]
Leave them there, thanks.
How's the BP?
80 over 60.
All right.
Let's go.
Right, ready for theater.
Thanks. You did a good job.
Flip.
Swab.
Quickly.
Busy night?
Just trying to look after someone.
Success?
Hope so.
Where have you been hiding?
London.
Doing what?
Some acting.
I met a friend of yours called Allison.
- Doesn't ring a bell. - She remembers you.
She went to your funeral.
No, no, you've lost me.
Simon Hennessey, remember, Filburn School renal unit?
He died eight months ago.
And this Allison said that.
- I didn't tell her anything. - What is there to tell?
Obviously she is--
Oh no, stop lying.
I phoned Claire College.
Simon Hennessey is dead.
And I didn't come here for more lies.
So why did you come here?
Oh, some lunatic desire to switch on the lights.
See who really was in bed.
So you're the only one who knows,
Then it's true, Brave of you to come here if it was.
So, who are you?
Swab.
Move the light to the left, please, Angela.
Just before the interview, I tried to pull out.
In fact, you persuaded me to stay.
One thing led to another.
Unbelievable.
Is it?
You know they're full of shit.
Not all of them.
Charles Thorne is a--
Charles Thorne knew that I was flaky right from the start.
He knew that Celia was my fault. So did didn't he fire me?
Why didn't he speak out in court?
I'll tell you why.
His reputation.
The image of the hospital.
That's what he's about.
He's as phony as the rest of them.
You were the only one I ever respected.
Respected?
The whole relationship was based on a lie.
Christine, I had no choice.
I'm sorry.
And what were you going to do now?
Actually I was about to kill myself.
Sod you, Matthew.
Right, right, right, right.
I mean kill Matthew.
I've got it set up.
There's a dead on arrival nobody's claimed.
I've told them it's me.
So what was Simon Hennessey going to do?
He was going to come and look for you.
What and carry on as a doctor?
Are you joking?
Do you think I'm enjoying this?
I've aged 15 years.
I've got an ulcer.
I'm just about due to retire.
I shouldn't.
This is what I kept saying.
Anyway, it won't work.
You're a dead bloke.
Needs to be identified by a relative.
Did I tell you I had a sister?
If I help you, I'm as guilty as you are.
I hadn't thought of that.
[alarm sounds]
Pulse is gone.
He is NVF.
Lies still turn you on?
No.
Yes.
(SINGING)
Yes, that's Matthew Harris.
Hello?
This is your sister.
I'm in London.
Hi.
Matthew Harris is dead.
Good, I never liked him.
When will you arrive?
I'll be with you this afternoon.
Can't wait.
Don't be long.
I just came to say goodbye.
Goodbye, Hennessey.
You've never liked me, have you?
What?
Well it doesn't matter what I do.
Well I mean sure, the Mumford stuff and everything.
But I'm not the first, am I. It's just that since I arrived
I can't do one thing right.
Why is that, Charles?
Because you don't care.
I said it at the interview.
You don't have to be a genius to be a decent doctor.
You just need a bit of compassion.
And people like you, Hennessey, well,
I just get the impression you don't
give two hoots for anyone.
The patience, Benny Mumford, Celia,
that nurse, Christine Taylor.
With me?
You don't know the first thing about me.
You take care now.
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