Pulse

All right.

We'll proceed with the re-section.

Today, please!

Come on.

Argh!

Are you all right?

It's okay, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

It's out.

Remove it, please.

Not again.

You'll forget all this, Mr Maddox.

You always do.

Ready with the implant, please.

Nick!

So, which one is she?

The blonde in the blue dress.

Not bad.

Though Hannah's looking surprisingly fit.

Hannah's like a war.

Huge investment in time and energy.

And years later you're still involved.

I can't believe she's back here.

Apparently she went totally mental.

Right in the middle of an operation.

They had to drag her our and sedate her.

Blood everywhere.

Rafee, don't!

Jess, how did you make it this far?

- Well, we didn't have to cut into real people before.

Is this seat taken?

No.

It's like you never left.

Seriously, it's good you've come back.

And, you know if I can help in any way.

Thanks, Adam, but I'll be fine.

Anything.

- Really, thanks, but I want to do this on my own.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Hi.

You came back then?

I'm surprised.

But I'm sure you'll manage.

I should have called.

Be careful, okay?

Yeah.

- So, do you think she's gonna stick around then?

Who's that?

Oh, come on.

What, Hannah?

Why are you interested?

I want a job on Randall's firm.

There's only so many going.

Blimey.

You're not going to let

anyone or anything stand in your way, are you?

Do you?

Look I wouldn't worry about Hannah.

She hasn't got your.

Desire?

Ruthless ambition.

The thing about Hannah is she

actually cares about her patients.

How bizarre.

All right!

No-one's going to see you.

Here we go.

This is where it starts.

It'll be fine.

It'll be fine.

- You do know this is the suicide capital of the NHS?

What?

Didn't you read the prospectus?

I'll catch you guys up, yeah?

Come on.

Come on!

Here we are.

This is Randall's patients.

And there's the legend.

Why?

Recurring gastric cancer.

They've had to cut it out of him five times.

Poor man.

- It's better if we don't get emotionally involved.

Morning, everyone.

- Morning. - Morning.

Okay.

Encounter.

Examine.

Three years of lectures behind you,

now this is where you really start learning.

Ms Black?

Ms Black?

Perhaps look to the actual patient, no?

You might have missed something.

Ms Black?

No?

Amputation.

Necrotising fasciitis.

I see you have met our Mr Maddox?

She's been very nice.

Okay I'd like to have a quick

feel your abdomen if that's alright?

Makes a change to be asked.

Let me know what you find.

I've never drunk, never smoked.

They've tried everything, nothing's worked.

Miss Randall's been very good to us.

They say she's the best surgeon in the country.

Did you bring a paper, love?

I don't like her to see me like this.

In and out of these bloody places.

I wish they'd just leave me to.

Ignore me.

I'm not sleeping very well.

I think it's these injections.

They give me bad dreams.

- Okay, now I'm going to do this very gently.

Although by now you can probably tell me how it's done.

Hannah?

Hannah?

Hannah?

Something moved and. - What?

Nothing, tt was nothing.

You were examining the abdomen?

- Yes. - And?

I was mistaken, sorry.

- It's a storm in a teacup Mr Maddox, don't look so worried.

We're gonna operate on you again soon

and then everything will be alright.

Oh, are you sure?

You shouldn't be scared of Hannah,

she's very nice really.

Mr Gates.

I thought I should mention about Mr Maddox.

There was something.

He mentioned to me about some injections

that have been giving him discomfort.

Only I couldn't find them on his chart.

- Well, that's probably because there aren't any injections.

Oh.

Yeah, he's probably confused.

Someone taking blood, maybe.

He seemed quite certain.

- Listen, Hannah, you didn't exactly cover yourself in glory

today, but trying too hard is not going to help, is it?

Ah, there she is!

- Miss Randall. - Miss Randall.

Hannah, it's a pleasure to see you back.

Let's have a cup of tea.

We must catch up.

Friends in high places.

Ms Carter?

Tomorrow we'll start over.

Okay?

- You know, it's strange seeing you in that white coat.

You look so like your mother.

You know, when we first qualified,

we thought anything was possible,

that we could save anyone.

But when it came to your mother,

we might as well have been back in the Dark Ages.

I'm just glad you were there for her.

- Is there anything I can do to make this easier?

I'm not expecting special treatment.

You don't need it.

I'm glad to have you on my firm.

You'll do your mother proud.

That's it!

That's it!

You're obviously working something out.

It's not about Hannah.

No, it's fine.

It's not like she's going to be

around for much longer anyway.

Not if she keeps on freaking out like that.

You know what?

Hannah's not important.

Whereas this.

Nick!

Just be careful, okay?

The look on Mr Maddox's face.

He was scared of me.

I'm scared of me.

I saw.

I think I saw.

What did you see?

- Something moving inside, him which is ridiculous.

Impossible.

Like when you see your mum?

Why do you think this is happening?

Because I haven't got over Mum's death,

because I've put myself in the middle of cancer operations

and people with cancer and people talking about cancer.

And why have you done that?

Stop asking questions and just kick

me out of the hospital, please.

Why?