Temple

Your patient's right on the verge of stage-five renal failure.

Do you know where those organs come from?

My only other option is to let her die. I'm not gonna do that. She's my wife.

It costs money. Big money.

And you'll be dealing with people whose trustworthiness

I can in no way vouch for, you know?

- I don't know where he is. - Are you sure though?

She's already said she was sure.

- Hey, I know you. - Really?

Yeah, you're Mercy King, Sebastian's mother.

- And what is it that you want? - You know what I want.

Same bloody thing I always have.

I had a nice night.

Me too.

- Can we just move on, please? - I'm trying to ask a question.

- You've had your bloody moment. - Excuse me?

- Eve! - Dr Milton.

I haven't been very well lately. Could you see me, as a personal favor?

No!

I bought it, I had it, and now it's gone.

This is no good to me anymore, so you might as well take it with you.

After tonight, I'm not gonna come down here anymore.

And since I've done what I came to do,

I think this might be a good moment to just go back to my own life.

Just go if you're gonna go.

Please, Daniel. Don't.

OK.

- Chest pain? - No.

- Chills? - Yeah, chills sometimes, I suppose.

OK, you're gonna feel a tiny bit of discomfort.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

You're thinking about your wife.

Yeah.

Put pressure on that. That's it.

I know how it feels.

Really?

I lost my child.

How?

Cancer.

He was four.

After that, I also wanted to die.

But I'm a coward.

I was afraid.

I never told anyone here about this.

- I'm so sorry, Suzanna. - What I want to tell you

is that, with time, the sadness you feel will become less,

and you will, not always but sometimes,

be able to live in the world that other people live in.

Thank you.

Hey.

So, that number I got you, did it work out?

Yeah, it did.

Call me when you have the results. Cool.

Hey, this is Celine. Leave a message after the beep.

Hey, listen, I hope I'm not bugging you too much

with all these messages. I just...

I don't know. It'd just be brilliant, if you could call me.

Oh, it's Lee.

Bye.

OK, that's it. Thanks, everyone. Have a good afternoon.

Oh, Lee...

are you all right to meet Ferguson again tomorrow morning?

- Ferguson? - Yeah.

- Thought we were done. - No, it seems another couple of things

have come up. He'll go over them with you when you get out there.

- What time? - Eleven.

- What's the problem? - Nothing. I'm just a bit busy.

- Doing what? - He's building a bomb shelter.

- Shut up. - Lee, I'm proud of you that you seem

to have cleaned your act up punctuality-wise,

but I'm still pretty baffled by this uncommitted attitude.

- I am committed. - Then act like it, for God's sake.

You're like a bloody teen. Eleven o'clock tomorrow morning.

Get out there, do the job you're being paid to do.

Almost there.

Thank you.

- Jamie. - Yeah?

You haven't seen Dr S... I mean, Daniel, have you?

No, is he in the lab or...?

No, he's not. I got a bloody patient outside.

- This is completely out of order. - Lee?

What is it?

I can't seem to get Michelle on the phone.

Oh, same as me and this bloody idiot. Keep getting his voicemail.

- Since when? - Since yesterday.

Well, maybe she's busy.

- Could you check up on her? - Oh, Jamie...

Please? I'd just feel a lot better if I knew what was going on, that's all.

- All right. See you later. - See you.

Dr Sutton-Greville?

The train gets in around 9.15,

so I'll call you from the hotel about 10.00, all right?

Yep.

Thanks.

- How you feeling now? - How do I look like I'm feeling?

I know I should be more pragmatic about it, but...

Look, if you're disappointed, you're disappointed.

Yeah.

I'm sorry it didn't work out.

I'm sorry I was so preoccupied with it.

That's OK.

- I've gotta go. - Yeah.

Jack?

Let's do something together when you come back.

- Like what? - Like something romantic.

That sounds good. I'll call you when I get there, OK?

I'm sorry, I'm afraid we're about to close.

Oh, right. No... I was wondering if Michelle was around.

Who are you?

I'm a relative.

Oh, that's right. I've seen you here before, haven't I?

- Oh, that's right. - Yeah, well, she's still in hospital.

- In hospital? - Yeah.

- Well, is she OK? - She's fine. She had her baby.

- Oh. - A little bit premature

but healthy, as far as I know. Royal Dukes.

- Sorry? - That's where she is.

Oh, right. Yes. Well, I'll pop by there and, pay her a visit.

Well, she doesn't keep you two well-informed, does she?

What do you mean?

Well, her uncle was in here... half an hour ago.

Ambrose, was it?

- Ambrose? - Yeah.

Oh, Ambrose, yeah.

Well, he didn't know she'd had it either.

Well, that's Michelle for you. Anyway, thanks again.

No problem.

Well, we can't go see her at the hospital.

So we'll just wait till she gets out, and we'll pay her another visit then.

Hey, in the meantime, maybe you should go back to Sebastian

and see if there's any other names he can think of.

OK.

Look, can I ask you something, actually?

- Mm-hmm. - Right, so after we've got him, yeah?

Him, the money, you do whatever it is you want to do.

Well...

When exactly do I get to make love to you?

- Make love? - Yeah. I mean...

Look, we're in daily close proximity,

and I'll be honest, right, it's beginning to take a toll.

Well, who said we had to wait until it was done?

- You did. - No, I didn't.

We've barely even discussed our agreement

beyond that initial conversation we had.

Right, so we don't have to?

How do you want to play it?

It's exactly like I remembered.

Missed it so fucking much. Keep riding me.

- I am. - Keep riding me!

Will you shut the fuck up?

- Can I help you? - Are you Jay Shah?

I'm Detective Inspector Moloney. This is Detective Inspector Hall.

We'd like to ask you some questions about a recent bank deposit you made.

- ...leave a message after the beep. - Hello, Celine, it's me.

I'm just checking you got my last message.

Well, call me back.

OK, then.

Fuck.

Anyway, I'm gonna have my shower, get those things.

- Your magazines? - Hum.

- Furry slippers? - My face cream.

- Yeah, the cucumber one. - Right.

Toiletries, underwear, attractive bottoms,

your phone. Is there anything else?

- That's it, I think. - OK, then.

- Now, bye. - Bye.

- Actually, Mum, could you...? - Oh, come on.

- Oh... - Yeah.

You're gorgeous. Come on.

Mrs Wilson?

Here are Michelle's things.

- All right. - And if you can bring back

any essentials you think she might need, pajamas...

- Oh, we've already done a list. - Ah, OK.

- Well, see you later then. - Bye.

Hey. How you feeling?

- Good. - Yeah?

- He looks happy. - Yeah, he does.

- Can I ask you something? - Sure.

Do you know where the clothes are that I was wearing when I came in?

Jesus.

Dad?

Hi, Dad.

These plants are a disgrace.

I know.

How's college?

- What? - Professor Kirby told me

she talked to you.

Yeah, well, she... she seemed pretty concerned.

I'm fine.

Why didn't you tell me this was going on with you?

I don't know, I suppose I thought I was dealing with it.

And you had your own stuff going on, so...

Sweetheart.

Yeah.

It is about your mum though?

I find the anger really hard to deal with.

- Anger? At who? - At her.

- Why are you angry with her? - Cos she's a selfish bitch.