All Saints

Where's Charlotte? Come on. Outside.

GUNSHOT

FIRE ALARM RINGS

Where is she?

What? Charlotte.

Tell me where she is.

I have to go, Greg. Okay, I'm going.

(bellows) Charlotte?!!

Charlotte?!

Greg?

Oh, my God. GLASS SHATTERS

Miss Regina! Morris, don't!

LOUD GUNSHOTS

Don't go in there!

Oi, she's not here!

She's not here!

LOUD GUNSHOT

Charlotte?!!

SERIES OF LOUD GUNSHOTS

Greg, stop it!!

Greg?

I've got something to give ya.

I don't need any more presents.

Yeah, you need this one.

Don't do this.

LOUD GUNSHOT

DRAMATIC MUSIC

Nelson.

Please don't say anything.

Please don't say anything.

Don't say...

GRIM MUSIC

FOOTSTEPS ECHO

CHILLING MUSIC

ECHO OF GUNSHOTS

We have to move forward from this.

So, what did you want to talk about?

I'll be honest with you, Terri.

There are people that think the ward should be closed.

But this ward is vital to this hospital.

It's old. It's rundown.

The facilities aren't up to scratch,

and patients may have a problem coming here after what's happened.

Julia, these things can be fixed...

..and people forget.

Let me tell you, I'm doing my best.

I'm trying to drum up support with the Board,

but at the end of the day... I can't promise anything.

I'm afraid I have to tell you that Ward 17 is effectively on notice.

THEME MUSIC

PHONE RINGS

Ah, Nelson, please?

Ward 17.

Yeah, I'll let her know as soon as I see her.

Ward 17. Yes?

BUZZER BLARES

Yep, that's mine.

I'm trying to get a temp to cover for Regina today.

Someone should tell the switchboard we're full up.

What are you doing here?

There's no point staying at home.

You're not well enough to work.

I'm fine - the bullet went in one side and out the other.

It didn't even hit bone.

Thank God for love handles, eh?

We can manage without you.

Yeah, right.

You know what I mean.

Look, Terri, I'll be fine on light duties, honestly.

If I see you lifting or carrying anything heavy, you're out of here.

BUZZER BLARES

Give them some space.

Come on, off you go.

How'd it happen? He's gonna cry.

I slipped and hit my head on the wall.

LAUGHTER

Really?

That's enough, gentlemen.

You need a couple of stitches. We'll take you to All Saints.

Poor baby!

I'll ring your parents, Cameron, and let them know where you are.

Out of my way, boys. Move.

Cameron, lie down on the trolley - just bring your leg round.

BOYS JEER

Get his number, mate.

DERISIVE CALLS CONTINUE

George, will you move out of here?

Hey, boosi poofter.

You up for a good time?

Yeah, Blondie, it's you I'm talking to.

Right you lot, inside now. Come on.

Something about men in uniform, eh, boys?

Do it in the back of the ambulance. LAUGHTER

Grow up.

What'd you say, pillow muncher? Oooh!

I said, "Grow up".

Come on, George - principal's office now.

Come on, the rest of you inside. Shut up!

Come on, inside! The principal's office.

Tell me we were never like that in high school.

Jeez, I hope not.

Run! Go!

Shit!

Call for back up.

What's your name, sir?

Ray Carroll.

Ray, it looks like you've been stabbed.

Is there a bed ready in five?

Ah, thirty seconds.

Ward 17.

Ah, Mrs Manson is in eight.

Julia, we need a ward clerk.

You're four patients down. The nurses can cover.

We can't... Make it work.

Given the situation I mentioned,

it'd be better if you didn't hire extra staff.

We cannot make... I am trying to help you here.

What you need to do right now is keep a low profile

and manage what you have.

Then nobody can point the finger.

What was that about?

Sorry.

Okay, look.

Sterling.

They want to close us down.

Julia does?

No, she's trying to keep us open.

That's unbelievable - after all this, they kick us in the teeth.

So in the meantime?

In the meantime she thinks we should look like we're coping,

so that means no ward clerk, I'm sorry.

What are the chances of this happening?

Well, no-one's responded

to the maintenance requests for Room 4, have they?

Okay, who do we take it to? No-one.

PHONE RINGS

We just have to get on with it,

so I'll keep you informed. Ward 17?

Cheeky boy!

This is Vera Reeves, 46... Hey, shhh!

Fractured her left wrist.

She's up for a reduction and fixation of a radial fracture.

IV fluids and nil by mouth.

Cardiology review pre op due to history of cardiomyopathy.

Cardiology review pre op due to history of cardiomyopathy. Who are you? I'm Nelson, I'm

Who are you? I'm Nelson, I'm looking after you.

Watch out, I'm a handful. I'm warning you.

Oh, one minute, guys.

It's okay, Nelson.

I'll do it.

Reg, what are you doing here? You're on leave.

I know, but I had a feeling you might need me, and I was right.

PHONE RINGS

I'll just grab that. Reg, no...

Terri, it's okay, I'm on top of it, really.

Now that I'm here with you guys,

I feel a lot better than I did alone at home.

Believe me.

Ward 17, Regina speaking?

Can I help you?

TAPE RECORDED VOICE OF CHARLOTTE:

"I was scared. I was shaking. I could feel my knees going.

"I just kept thinking,

"You know, he's already...

..shot people."

"It never occurred to me

he was going to put the gun to his own head."

"I didn't even register what had happened until I saw...

..his blood splattered on my shirt."

ECHOEY GUNSHOT

"All I could think was...

..(SIGHS) thank God. It's over."

Okay...

..so how do you feel now listening to it this time?

Much the same.

Part of me wishing I'd seen some signs.

I had a lot to do with Greg and I knew he had problems,

but nothing like that.

So you feel a sense of guilt?

I feel a sense of regret, of course I do.

But in the end it's a 'what if'.

What if I hadn't been friendly to him?

What if he hadn't have fixated on me?

Medicine teaches you that, in the end,

what if's are futile, so...

Okay.

What do you feel?

I just... I just told you.

Not how you feel.

I'm not... beating myself up,

if that's what you're after.

If there had been clear signs,

If there had been clear signs, I think I'd have seen them.

I think I'd have seen them.

Pretty sure?

So not certain?

I'm sorry, Rob,

I don't think we're going to get any more out of this.

You're not here for an intellectual debriefing, Charlotte.

No, I'm not, I'm here because I have to be here,