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MONROE: When it comes down to it,
there are really only two kinds of gambler in this world.
The gambler who will risk a few quid on very long odds,
or the gambler who will risk a fortune on very low odds.
In the end, what really matters is how well you handle losing.
If you let it destroy you,
well, you weren´t really a gambler in the first place.
Forgive me if I´m starting to sound like Kenny Rogers here.
I don´t gamble.
Really?
We need to insert this catheter
to release the pressure in her brain.
You hit the wrong area, and you wreck her brain.
Forever.
This procedure is your bread and butter.
Get it right, no one´s impressed.
Get it wrong, it´s catastrophic.
So, how will we know we are pushing the catheter
in the right direction?
You´ll feel a give when the catheter enters the ventricle?
Ah, by that time you know you´re right anyway,
so that´s not really going to help.
Dr. Wilson?
I don´t know.
Correct.
We don´t know.
The odds are good. I´m an expert.
But the stakes couldn´t be higher -- her future.
So seems to me, Dr. Springer...
you better learn how to gamble.
♫ The shortwave matter... ♫
Will you take Dr. Wilson for a glass of water
while I collect my winnings?
SPRINGER: I get it.
The, uh, fluid off the brain, right?
That´s like your winnings?
No. My winnings off Shepherd here.
He offered me 5-to-2
I wouldn´t hit the occipital horn in one go.
Do you think we scared him too much?
I hope so, Shepherd.
I sincerely hope so.
It was 2/1, by the way. Not 5/2.
♫ Radiation ♫
♫ Everything we ever thought... ♫
[ Rhythmic beeping ]
[ Birds chirping ]
[ Steady beep ]
Anna, why didn´t you wake me?!
-ANNA: What? -Hello?!
Uh, have you seen what time it is?
[ Groans ]
Anna, what were you thinking?
Why didn´t you wake me?
I did wake you.
Have you seen what time it is?
Where´s the car?
Nick.
Nick!
Wake up. Oi! Wake up!
What? What?
Where´s the car?
I left it in town. Too much to drink.
Perfect. Thanks.
Left it in town.
-Give me that. -That -- That´s my...
He got beaten five nines at York,
the stable hasn´t had a win all season,
and he´s high in the weights.
Yeah. Hold on.
St. Matthew´s, please.
Ah. Nice of you to join us.
I look to you for many things, Shepherd.
Sarcasm isn´t one of them.
Right. I´ve been on a training course.
"Winning Irony for the Single Male."
When´s Nick off?
Tomorrow.
Leaving behind just memories, a large overdraft, and a bedroom
that only government scientists are allowed to enter.
Ah! Sally Fortune, pocket dynamo.
Walk beside me awhile and share your wisdom.
Alison Bannister. 29-year-old woman.
-Admitted through A&E. -MONROE: Case history.
Didn´t feel too good last night. Started with dizzy spells.
Then she tried to speak, but the words wouldn´t come.
She´d been having headaches and absences for some time,
but her GP couldn´t find anything wrong.
And then she found she couldn´t move her right arm.
Thought she was having a stroke.
MRI scan showed a tumor in the left temporal region.
Which is where you come in, I believe.
-Where is she? -Over here.
This is, uh, Mr. Monroe, the surgeon I was telling you about.
And you are?
I´m a neurosurgeon.
I will tell you the truth at all times,
and you can ask me anything.
Springer, go and talk to some patients, will you?
Try not to be offensive or patronizing,
although I realize that your age, education, and social class
make this a virtually impossible request.
Now, I-I know how strange it is to be in a hospital,
and I know how strange it is to sit by a bed like this.
Give me your arms, please. Hold them up.
That´s it. Turn your hands palms up.
Close your eyes.
You´re a surgeon?
Is she going to need an operation?
What do you do for a job, Alison?
I work in a bank giving mortgage advice.
Okay.
What´s the best deal you can offer me
on a £100,000 property with a 20% deposit?
Keep wiggling your fingers as you work it out.
A tracker. 4.15%.
Works out at monthly payments of around £400.
Well, that´s good. That´s good.
It´s a buyer´s market.
Aha.
Okay, I´ll come back and talk to you
once I´ve seen the results of your scan.
Okay.
[ Clattering ]
What´s your son studying at university?
Philosophy.
I suppose if he´s going to be on the dole the rest of his life
he might as well have something to think about.
[ Laughs ] Shepherd.
Ready for a new day
wrestling with three pounds of pinky gray matter?
SHEPHERD: Just so I´m clear --
You are talking about the brain, aren´t you?
Hey, I hope you´ve got the funds to cover my winnings.
BRADLEY: Don´t need them.
She´s terrible on the soft,
and it´s been *** it down on Beverley since Monday.
"*** it down on Beverley"?
Don´t you just love the old songs the best?
Ha
Now, not forgetting
that the scan reverses the image from the brain,
what do you say to that?
Uh, temporal lobe lesion.
-No. -No?
MONROE: Dr. Wilson, do you speak
or are you here on some kind of scheme for the disadvantaged?
High-grade glioma?
No.
You say this.
You ***.
Personalize the tumor. Name it after someone you hate.
It is the enemy. There can only be one winner.
Does it have to be that aggressive?
You´re taking your knife to someone´s head.
The only difference between you and a psychopath
is good A-levels.
Do you know what Voltaire said about medicine?
-No. -Well, find out.
Ah, Ms. Bremner. Fresh meat, I see.
Dr. Mullery, Dr. Witney. Surgical trainees.
This is Mr. Monroe, neurosurgeon.
Is it me or are your trainees better-looking than my trainees?
I would love to stand here
pretending to be amused by your lame badinage,
but I´ve got a suspected tamponade coming in soon.
"Badinage." "Tamponade."
When she speaks, it´s almost like poetry.
Mrs. Khan, age 65. Road traffic accident.
Once she´s stabilized,
she´s got a compound depressed skull fracture just for you.
-So we´ll be like a team? -Mm, not a team, really.
More like an unfortunate coincidence.
So who decided that her heart was the priority?
-I did. -Not much point
patching up her heart if she´s brain-dead when she gets to us.
I read your paper on mitral valve aftercare, Ms. Bremner.
I had a-a couple of questions.
If they´re intelligent, put them in writing.
Springer, do I sense a preference for cardiac?
Or is it just ***?
She wrote this paper --
One thing you need to remember.
The brain is a mysterious, multifaceted, miraculous,
complex organ that contains our unique humanity.
The heart, when it comes down to it, is just a pump.
MONROE: Number one --
Let´s forget all this talk about tumors.
"Tumor" is Latin for "lump."
Okay?
The other thing you should know is I am 99% certain
that it is not cancerous.
Okay. That´s good, isn´t it?
The reason you´ve been unwell is that the tumor
is in your temporal lobe, just here,
and it´s been causing pressure on your brain.
And will it happen again?
It will.
And worse. It will grow.
And if we do nothing and let it grow, it will kill you.
I can´t say how soon,
but it won´t be any longer than five years.
It doesn´t feel real.
Doesn´t feel like I´ve got a tumor.
That sounds stupid, doesn´t it?
It doesn´t sound stupid.
And can you take it out?
I can.
I´m very good at that.
But there are some risks to surgery.
What kind of risks?
It´s unlikely, but you could lose your memory.
You could suffer paralysis down one side.
So it wouldn´t be me anymore, then, would it?
MONROE: I´m sorry.
I have to tell you the bad stuff that might happen.
But at the end of the day, it´s my choice?
MONROE: It is.
But to be honest with you...
it´s not really a choice at all, is it?
I think it is, Mr. Monroe.
I think it is.
[ Siren wailing in distance ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Ho.
Any sign of our car accident -- Mrs. Khan?
Is that a genuine inquiry or are you still niggling
because a heart has priority over a brain?
I´d rather have a dodgy heart and a good brain.
I´m sure Mrs. Khan would agree with me if she could.
I know cardiac isn´t your specialism,
so let me spell this out for you.
Mrs. Khan is an elderly patient
whose heart is bleeding as a result of a car accident.
If I don´t do something about that as soon as she gets here,
she will die.
You´re very defensive.
Not defensive.
I´m just indifferent to your twinkly self-regard.
Talking of dodgy hearts, I´m going for a smoke.
[ Lighter clicking ]
So this is where you tell me the real story, is it?
It is.
It´ll kill you in the end.
[ Chuckles ]
You´re the one doing the operating.
It´s you I´m worried about.
Have you cried yet?
Is that important?
It is, actually. You´d be surprised.
Will she agree to the operation?
I don´t know.
Do you want her to agree?
What would you do -- if you were in my position?
I would say, "How soon can you do it?"
And before you ask, I have been in your position.
I just can´t imagine my life without her.
She´s my best mate, you know? She´s everything.
If you want her to have the operation --
and I´ve seen this a thousand times --
you go in there, you tell her you will love her
no matter what the outcome is.
That´s how people are convinced.
Not with statistics.
Not with promises from surgeons,
but with promises from loved ones.
If you want me to persuade her,
then I want you to tell me the odds
of that bad stuff happening.
One in 10.
How do you think she´d feel about those chances?
What about what I feel about her chances?
You say to her what she needs to hear to get through this.
Your feelings just went on hold, mate.
No offense, but your feelings don´t count for *** right now.
Hello. Can I help you?
It´s my wife. I´m waiting for my wife.
Ah. Do you know where they were taking her?
Mr. Khan?
Hello. I´m Ms. Bremner -- cardiac surgeon.
I´ll be doing the operation on your wife
once she´s stabilized by the trauma team.
What does that mean?
It means that I´ll be operating on her soon.
You must promise me you will take good care of her.
It´s my job to take good care of her, Mr. Khan.
Dr. Witney here will see you up to ITU, all right?
I need to be with my wife.
She doesn´t want strangers pulling her this way and that.
I-I´ve told him she´s sedated, so it doesn´t matter.
It´s the love of his life, eh?
No other explanation needed.
Mr. Khan, you come with me. I know a shortcut to ITU.
We´ll be there before them.
What Ms. Bremner lacks in manners
she makes up for in expertise.
[ Door closes ]
Hiya!
Hi, Dad. You´re late.
Ha. Are you going somewhere?
-Oh. Ha ha ha ha. -Will you miss me?
Wouldn´t I have had to see more of you over the years
for me to miss you?
Are you not taking the punch bag as well?
You might need it when you´re feeling frustrated
by the demands of philosophy.
You promised you wouldn´t do this.
-It is a proper subject, Dad. -Well, that´s right.
Because at every accident scene, you hear the cry,
"Is anyone here a qualified philosopher?!"
Just ignore him.
-I do. I will. -[ Cellphone rings ]
Monroe.
Oh, really?
Yeah. Well, that´s right.
Tomorrow? Really?
Okay. I´d better come and talk to them.
Right. I´ve got to nip back to hospital.
ITU have magicked me up a bed.
Oh, good old ITU.
I´ll meet you at the restaurant.
Order me something medium-rare.
I´m ordering you pizza.
To quote my son, "Ha ha ha!"
[ Door opens, closes ]
[ Telephone ringing ]
Dr. Witney, I presume.
Hello.
Daniel Springer. Monroe´s prodigy.
How you finding it with Bremner? Bit of a nightmare, I expect.
You just have to be good at what you do.
That´s all there is to it.
I think that´s my problem -- I´m a bit too good.
Oh.
Right.
That´s a nice problem to have.
Oh, come on.
I think we both know we´re the alpha males
in our respective packs.
Team Prodigy, you might say.
Team Prodigy.
Priceless.
I´d heard you were a bit of a ***.
MONROE: I want to get at least 95% of the tumor out.
But I don´t want to damage any of the good stuff.
So after we´ve done the painful bit, we´ll wake you up
so that you´re conscious during part of the operation.
That way we can map out the areas of your brain
which control speech and movement.
We touch your brain with a very small electrode.
And then we´ll know not to go near them.
Right.
It doesn´t hurt.
The brain doesn´t feel pain.
It´s clever that way.
Is it...
Is it safe?
It´s safe.
But it´s weird.
Though if you want really weird,
I´ve got a clip of a man playing the banjo
while his brain is being operated on.
I don´t mean to...
The thing is, this will sound rude, but...
You know, how good... I mean...
You want to know how good I am.
See that?
Steady as a rock.
Unfortunately, this is my gun hand.
Do you have children?
Uh-huh.
I have a grown-up son and a 13-year-old girl.
We wanted to have children.
But I wanted to wait.
You can still have children.
Should have done everything sooner.
You always think you have forever, and now I don´t.
Look, I am good at this, you know.
I know you can´t promise me it´s going to be all right.
No, I can´t.
But I can promise you that it isn´t going to be all right
if we do nothing.
Oh. Just one other thing.
Yeah. What´s that?
What are your desert-island discs?
No. No. Leave it.
He likes it cold.
MONROE: Dr. Witney?
Everything okay with the Khans?
-Yes. -Why wouldn´t it be?
No reason. He might just need a bit of propping up.
Did a group hug ever once produce
a better surgical outcome?
Enlighten me if it did.
Dr. Mullery, you appear to be wearing my clogs.
Sorry about that.
As you wouldn´t be using them, the only pair that fit me --
They´re my lucky clogs.
I don´t like anybody else to be wearing them.
Dr. Mullery, leave the clogs on your feet.
I´d hate to do anything to upset anybody.
You just have, Dr. Mullery.
Sorry I didn´t make the restaurant.
You should do something, you and her, when I´ve gone.
Go on a safari or something.
A safari?
Why would I want to go on a safari?
Travel. Might broaden your mind.
Best-traveled people I know are always bigots.
So that´s a reason not to do it?
I hate sunshine.
Is that what you think Mum would like?
She´s been talking about it for the last 15 years or so.
So, you know, maybe.
-Has she? -Yeah.
A safari?
-BREMNER: Okay. -[ Classical music playing ]
Check the drains for bleeding.
-Clear. -Clear.
Right. Let´s close her up.
[ Monitor beeping, air hissing ]
See how the continuous suture distributes the pressure evenly.
How did you learn to suture so quickly?
By wanting to, Dr. Witney.
I´ll be all right. You know me.
Mm. I know.
I know.
I love you.
I love you, too.
See you in a bit, yeah?
MONROE: Morning.
-Morning. -Morning.
I´ve done an Alison playlist.
I look forward to you busting some moves, Nurse Wickens.
Springer, Wilson.
One last look before the patient arrives.
This is it.
This, Dr. Springer, is the only superstition I have.
Apart from the lucky playlist.
More of a ritual, don´t you think?
And the lucky clogs.
MONROE: Ah. Here she is.
-♫ Emma tried to run away... ♫ -Alison. Hello.
You look suitably relaxed.
-♫ I followed her across... ♫ -Belle & Sebastian.
I know.
If you´d gone private, we´d have them here singing it in person.
Shepherd here is going to send you to sleep with propofol,
possibly from his own personal supply.
Then he´s going to bring you ´round
so you can talk to us during the operation.
Yes.
You feeling all right about that?
Not really.
Good answer.
Right, Shepherd. In your own time.
♫ She tried to flag down an aeroplane ♫
♫ I suppose she needs a holiday ♫
♫ I put my arm around her waist ♫
♫ And she put me on the ground with judo ♫
♫ She didn´t recognize my face ♫
Alison, you´re going to hear a beep from time to time
as I map out your brain.
ALISON: Okay.
Now, I want you to count slowly for me from 1 to 10, okay?
One, two...three...
four...
[ Low-pitched ] five...
She´s slightly dysphasic there.
...six, seven...
eight...
How you doing, Alison?
ALISON: All right.
-[ Gasps ] -It´s all right. It´s all right.
Okay. The motor strip is nice and clear.
You just keep talking numbers for Shepherd.
ALISON: ...10...
Think of him as a very stupid mortgage customer.
Okay. Back down.
ALISON: Five, four...
Right, Doctors.
What vessels are at risk here?
The posterior cerebral artery?
MONROE: Miles out.
Like to take a guess, Dr. Wilson?
ALISON: ...one.
[ Thud ]
Ah. You just made a doctor faint, Alison.
How do you feel about that?
ALISON: Was it the good-looking one?
-[ Laughs ] -[ Laughs ]
No.
Sadly, Dr. Springer is still vertical --
as well as handsome.
-♫ Too much too young ♫ -[ Up-tempo introduction plays ]
♫ You done too much ♫
-♫ Much too young ♫ -[ Laughs ]
♫ You´re married with a kid ♫
♫ When you could be having fun with me ♫
[ Indistinct conversations ]
And what´s this?
It´s an umbrella.
Good.
And this?
A...
Oh, it´s...
I wear one.
Can you remember the name for it?
It rains on it.
It´s a raincoat. Okay.
Monroe, she´s getting very vague now.
MONROE: I haven´t got all the tumor out.
I´m going to carry on for a bit longer.
Alison, what´s this?
And I -- And I put -- put things in.
It´s a -- put things in.
-It´s a shopping bag. -MONROE: Another minute.
Time to stop.
Yeah. Yeah.
-A-A thing... -Time to stop.
Okay. Okay.
Thank you.
Good. Yes.
Let´s have some saline, please.
Then, Dr. Springer, I´d like you to help Fortune close her up
after Larry has worked his magic.
[ Door opens ]
You okay?
Fine. Thanks.
Nothing to be ashamed of.
The heat, smell of blood, and a rancid anesthetist
are enough to put the wobble on anyone.
I´m fine.
Good.
Do you want to scrub in for Mrs. Khan´s op tomorrow, Dr. Wilson?
Yeah.
Yes, please.
-Shall I scrub in, too? -No, no.
I think Dr. Wilson has this one.
Neuro obs are fine.
Seems a bit more confused than we would have expected,
but, you know, early days.
Alison?
You´re doing very well.
Everything´s fine.
Do you know where you are?
Mm.
In the...
-In the... -In the hospital.
Good.
She´ll be a bit woozy and incoherent for a while.
She can´t even remember my name.
She can remember your name.
She just can´t say it right now.
-Try not to worry. -Well, how long?
I thought you said she was going to be fine.
This is all normal.
There isn´t a normal.
You told me that.
Go home. Get some rest.
You need to be strong now, not some self-righteous whinge bag.
Dad, I can do that when you´ve gone.
It needs doing.
-Ta-da! -Hey!
Ugh.
Okay.
Okay.
Come here, you big clown, you.
Ah.
-MONROE: I´m proud of you. -NICK: Bye.
Oh. Here.
First week´s spends.
Oh. Thank you.
And, um, look.
Hey, you might want to have a think about that.
You want to make that money last,
that´s a good way of doubling it.
But as Wittgenstein said, "There are no certain bets."
[ Laughs ]
-ANNA: What was that? -Oh, it was nothing.
-Goodbye. Good luck. -Bye.
[ Door closes ]
Do you hear that?
Silent for the first time in 19 years.
So, what do we do now?
I can get the Scrabble out.
Guaranteed to keep dementia at bay.
I´m leaving you.
We´ve only been on our own five minutes.
Aren´t you being a bit hasty?
I´m not joking.
What are you talking about?
Nick is gone.
I´ve kept my side of the bargain.
And now I want to leave you.
No!
No! What?
You´re just going to stand up and go after 22 years?
This isn´t a spur-of-the-moment thing.
I´ve been thinking about it for a while.
So who is it? Who are you leaving me for?
There isn´t anybody else.
-Well, at least not for me. -What´s that supposed to mean?
Six years ago, you had an affair
with a woman who worked at the hospital.
-No, I didn´t. -You did.
I´ve known about it for a while, so don´t lie to me.
That doesn´t count!
You know what we were going through at the time!
It´s too late for excuses. It´s way too late.
What about a change of scene?
You know -- a holiday?
-We could go on safari. -What?
Are you telling me you´ve been unhappy for the past six years?
No.
I´ve made do.
So you -- you´ve been happy?
If you´ve been happy in that time...
I haven´t loved you for six years.
And try as hard as I can,
I can´t imagine loving you again.
How can you have lived with me for that long
and kept it from me?
Lying to me every single day? How could you do that to me?
Given all the lies you´ve told over the years,
I´m surprised you even have to ask.
[ Door slams ]
Have you thought your wife may be suffering
from an extra-axial lesion?
I mean... sudden personality changes.
Impulsive behavior.
Frontal lobe tumor. Classic.
Her behavior is far from impulsive.
She´s been planning it for six years.
She´s known about me and Jacquie all that time.
Have you started burning your breakup CD yet?
What?
May I recommend you open
with Nick Cave´s "People Just Ain´t No Good."
Mrs. Khan is all yours.
Heart rhythm was a little unstable yesterday,
but she´s fine now.
Operation was a success.
MONROE: Good for you.
Feel free to, uh, high-five Mr. Khan on my behalf.
Is it me, or was she just attempting humor?
[ Cellphone beeping ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Where´s Alison?
-FORTUNE: She´s still in ITU. -Why?
There´s a problem.
She went off this morning, and a crash team were called.
They intubated and ventilated her.
Oh, yeah. Well, they would.
They only have to see a patient yawn
and they try and get a tube down.
She had a fit and stopped breathing.
Yes, well, you have a fit, you do stop breathing.
Did you miss that day in medical school?
I hate this moment --
waiting for the cross section that says you *** up.
No clot.
No hematomas.
Nothing.
So what do we do now?
We get Shepherd to wake her up, and then we wait and see.
"Medicine is what we do to keep the patient amused
whilst nature takes it course."
Voltaire.
I´m impressed, Wilson.
I looked it up.
Good.
Good.
You might want to think about cutting down.
I know she isn´t going to recover.
-No, you don´t. -I do.
I don´t know that.
I´ve been rummaging inside her head for three hours.
I do. I can feel it in my guts.
Oh. Your guts.
Well, then, that trumps medical knowledge.
You told me to put my feelings on hold, and I did.
But now...
I love her so much.
I can´t stand it if she isn´t coming back to me.
The waiting is part of it.
Sometimes these things happen.
You don´t get it, do you?
I promised to stay
because I thought she was going to be all right.
That´s not much of a promise, if you don´t mind me saying.
You´re not actually thinking of leaving her?
Alison´s already left me.
That isn´t her in that bed.
She´s not coming back, is she?
We´re going to drill two burr holes.
Any idea where, Dr. Wilson?
Here. Next to the fracture.
Dr. Springer, I would go contemporary indie for that.
Arctic Monkeys, perhaps.
We´ll then use the Adson´s
to lift the depressed segment away from the dura.
Best accompanied by Bowie.
What will you see
when you´ve removed the bone flap, Dr. Wilson?
Classic soul.
Dr. Wilson, Mrs. Khan is waiting.
-The dura? -And beneath that?
Cerebral contusions.
Unless that´s the name of a band,
I don´t want to hear from you, Springer.
But I won´t just be in charge of the playlist, will I?
Will I?
No, no, no, no.
You´ll be in charge of the volume control as well.
What are you writing about?
You.
Shouldn´t it be the other way ´round?
I see this as very much as a trial period for both of us.
BREMNER: Mr. Khan, you remember Mr. Monroe.
He´ll be happy to talk you through your wife´s operation.
Mr. Monroe.
Thank you so much. So much.
Well, it was a fairly standard procedure.
MR. KHAN: But my wife.
You are, both of you, miracle workers.
Mrs. Bremner here gave my Yasmin life.
But you gave her a life worth living.
Well, thank you.
Um, I´ll see you when I take the staples out.
Any questions, here´s my direct line.
MR. KHAN: Of course.
Thank you.
What?
You just can´t help yourself, can you?
It´s incredible.
Attention-seeking.
I think he was just relieved to be talking to someone
with a modicum of emotion.
No, he was relieved that his wife,
who should be dead, is alive.
The rest of it is just window dressing.
-The rest of it, you can´t do. -[ Cellphone beeps ]
Why are you so threatened by me?
I don´t know.
Might be the size of your ***.
Jenny.
Listen. There´s something you ought to know about Monroe.
I very much doubt that.
He doesn´t want anyone to know this.
Anna has just left him.
Why are you telling me this, Lawrence?
Because I...
I thought if you knew, you might want to cut him some slack.
Why?
When has he ever cut me any?
She was extubated two hours ago, and she´s waking up fine.
[ Monitor beeping ]
You had us worried for a while there.
Do you remember who I am?
You´re Mr. Monroe.
And where are you?
I´m in hospital.
I´ve had an operation on my brain.
That´s right.
Do you remember the name of the guitarist in The Stone Roses?
John.
John Squire.
Well, looks like we haven´t damaged
any of the important stuff.
We´ll get you back into the ward as soon as possible.
Where´s Lee?
Lee´s on his way.
Thanks for your text.
I hope to God she can forgive me.
She doesn´t know you´ve been anywhere.
What?
And if she asks, say you´ve been buying fruit.
-Fruit? -Yeah.
Trust me on this, okay? Fruit.
LEE: Hello, you.
Hello.
Where have you been?
I´ve been shopping -- for fruit.
-[ Bag rustling ] -Oh.
Right, missus.
Normally I would say try and get some rest.
But personally, I´d be happy
if you never slept again on my watch.
All right?
Anna, I know you pick these up.
You always pick up your messages.
Please ring me.
Mr. Monroe?
Springer.
Is this about you deciding to specialize in neurosurgery?
Well, yes, actually.
Thought as much.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
LEE: Can I have a word?
Sure.
If it´s a bad time, I can...
No. It´s not a bad time.
Springer? Pfft!
Oh, and the answer is no -- I don´t think it is a good idea.
Really?
Alison and I were wondering
if we could make a donation to help the hospital.
Have you got your checkbook?
What? Right now?
Always right now.
While you´re still warm with gratitude.
Make it out to Friends of St. Matthew´s.
You´ve been brilliant.
Just... You´ve been brilliant.
I only did what anyone would have done with a medical degree
and a borderline personality disorder.
[ Chuckles ]
You don´t have to tell Alison, do you?
About my...wobble.
Oh. I see.
Is this a bribe to stop me from telling your wife
you left her when she was in a coma?
No. God, no.
Don´t say that. Makes me feel terrible.
Calm down. I just like saying it.
It´s got a nice ring to it.
For what it´s worth, I´d have done exactly the same.
-Really? -Yeah.
Then again, I am a bit of a ***.
I would have expected better from you.
When you said you´d been in my position --
Was that your wife?
Did she have a tumor?
No.
-My daughter. -Oh.
So that´s why you were so sure of yourself.
That´s how you knew the right thing.
My daughter died on the operating table, Lee.
Brain surgeon´s daughter dies of a brain tumor.
Long odds by anybody´s book.
I´d always play odds of 10-1.
That´s all there is to it.
Well, make sure you spend it on the children´s ward, then.
I´ll make sure it´s spent in geriatrics.
The children´s ward gets everything.
It´s like Disneyland in there.
The wrinklies, they get ***-all.
Thanks.
It´s a pleasure.
This isn´t fair. You can´t make a judgment this early.
Most of my early judgments are very good.
Kind of goes with the territory.
You know the flash stuff, but not the basics.
Besides, you remind me of someone I don´t like very much.
-Who? -Me.
Unfortunately, there´s room for only one egomaniac on this team.
I´m not letting this go.
Listen. It´ll go to the board anyway.
I´m just telling you off the record
I don´t think you´re right for neurosurgery.
Take that.
I know how it works.
You carry on like you´re not part of the old boys´ network,
but you´re exactly the same as them.
You´re worse.
At least with them, it´s clear what the rules were.
[ Laughing ] Oh ho ho!
Springer!
You just might have started to get a bit interesting.
Ah. Shepherd tells me your wife left you.
Did he? That was gloriously indiscreet of him.
Well, these things happen.
Thanks for the sympathy.
Just don´t come after any of my staff for comfort sex.
I don´t want to have to deal with the fallout.
You´re not thinking of springing
any more surprises on me tonight, are you?
None planned.
Good. That´s good.
So, was the fruit your idea?
What?
Lee told me he wasn´t here when I came ´round
because he was shopping for fruit.
He knows I don´t like fruit.
So?
He walked out on me, didn´t he?
So are you going to tell him that you know?
Why would I do that?
I love him.
Why would I want to make him feel bad?
So you´re happy to live with a lie if he is?
Is that so bad?
No.
Not at all.
I happen to think that the truth is extremely overrated.
People just ain´t no good
I think that´s well understood
You can see it everywhere you look
People just ain´t no good
We were married under cherry trees
Under blossom we made our vows
All the blossoms come sailing down
Through the streets and through the playground
♫ People, they ain´t no good ♫
♫ People, they ain´t no good ♫
I didn´t know you were on call.
I´m not.
Where else am I going to go?
♫ People, they ain´t no good ♫
♫ People, they ain´t no good ♫
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