(birds chirping) (serene music) (Ruby panting) (birds squawking) (serene music continues) (birds squawking) (serene music continues) (Ruby speaking in foreign language) - Okay?

(patient speaking in foreign language) (children yelling) (gentle bright music) (bright upbeat music) (children shrieking) (crowd chattering) (cow bellows) (bright upbeat music continues) (crowd chattering) (children yelling) (car horn honks) (car engine rumbling) (car brakes squeak) (gentle bright music) - [Mari] Mrs. Gorman!

(baby crying) (gentle upbeat music) Mrs. Sharma?

(patients chattering) Good morning.

- Morning, Sister.

Who's first?

- This way, please, Dr. Fonseca.

- Dear God, another!

Do we have any beds left?

- Well, the male ward is virtually empty.

Well, apart from Mr. Palaty.

Otherwise, there's not a man in sight.

Perhaps they're all exhausted.

- Jyoti?

- Yes, Dr. Fonseca?

- Our local bon viveur looks sober enough now, so discharge him and start filling up the ward with our expectant mothers.

Looks like the women are taking over.

(Mari chuckles) (Mari speaks in foreign language) (bright upbeat music) (singers vocalizing) (bright upbeat music continues) (bright upbeat music continues) (singer vocalizing) (birds chirping) - [Ruby] I'd like you to be seen in a hospital.

- [Barsha] (sighs) Don't be ridiculous.

- I still think it's too high.

- [Barsha] And I still say you're overreacting.

- She still won't listen to me.

Can't you talk some sense into her?

- Talk some sense into her?

You refer to my life's work.

Unsuccessful so far.

(Barsha chuckles) But if my grandchild's health is in question- - Yeah, according to Ruby.

- Well, she's the only qualified doctor in the family.

- Thank you.

- Dinesh is coming home for the birth.

When he gets here, then we can talk.

- And what if his son isn't prepared to wait for him?

- I think you should listen.

- Well?

I'll come with you.

- Barsha?

- I've seen less stubborn bull elephants.

Okay, fine.

You win.

But I hate Kochi.

And you do too.

- Don't worry.

We're not going to the city.

I know somewhere much better.

(gentle bright music) (crowd chattering) (trike horn honks) (gentle bright music continues) (trike engine rumbling) - That head is finally in the right place.

It won't be long now.

- But when, doctor?

I'm very tired.

- I'm afraid the exact timing is between you and him.

- I- it is a boy?

You're sure?

- When you been doing this as long as I have, you get a sort of feeling.

Plus, he's already a day late and causing you nothing but pain and discomfort.

QED, male.

(patients and nurses chattering) - You can really tell?

- No, of course not.

It's her first and they're both absolutely terrified.

Believe me, when it's all over, she'll forgive me anything.

Even a little white lie.

- True enough.

And we have other things to worry about.

(child laughing) - I blame the fertility festival.

Nine months to the day to Meena Bharani and we are overflowing.

My God, look at these people, Lydia.

We need help and we need it fast.

Our staff cannot possibly cope.

- If this is about Dr. Walker again.

- No, no.

I know we both are reluctant to replace her, but surely a locum physician would be better than nothing?

Look at Dr. Varma.

He hasn't seen daylight in a month.

He looks positively vampiric.

And I've barely seen my wife in weeks.

- And I promise you, as soon as I can locate my magic wand, I'll materialize an entire army of the willing and competent.

Until then, good morning, everyone!

Shall we begin?

(patients chattering) - Oh, my God.

(door thuds) (gentle bright music) (birds chirping) (car engine rumbling) (children yelling) (seagulls squawking) (gentle bright music continues) (gentle bright music continues) - So this is it?

- Welcome to the Good Karma Hospital.

- It's smaller than I expected.

(Ruby sighs) (gentle music) - Oh, hey, could you park up for me?

- Okay.

- Thank you so much.

Oh, wait, wait, wait.

Be careful.

I'll take that.

Here.

- Dr. Walker.

- Thanks.

(Ruby and Barsha chuckle) - Thank you.

(car door thuds) (children laughing) (phone ringing) (crowd chattering) - Well, look what the cat dragged in.

And I see you've even brought me a new patient.

You shouldn't have, really.

- This is my sister, Barsha.

She's pregnant, so- - Believe it or not, Dr. Walker, despite your extended absence, dementia has not yet set in.

I can still recognize the third trimester at 40 paces.

This way!

- Her blood pressure has been elevated for the past two weeks.

In the circumstances- - You decided to add another morsel to my already groaning table.

I assume you'll want a bed?

Although you couldn't have picked a worse time.

It seems every Keralan in possession of a functioning womb has decided to give birth in my hospital.

Here we go, all yours.

Get your sister settled in, and then come and find me.

We have things to discuss.

Oh.

Welcome back.

(crowd chattering) (trike engine rumbling) (child laughing) (children chattering) (knuckles rapping) Take a seat.

So did you find yourself up wherever you were?

- Not exactly, but- - Jolly good.

Everyone deserves a holiday.

Although I was sure we agreed only one month.

- Actually, I'm just here with my sister.

You know, as a relative?

(soft slow melancholic music) - So I train you for the best part of two years and you repay me by becoming some sort of general practitioner on Daddy's estate?

- Suppose that's one way of putting it.

(phone ringing) - Yes?

- It's me, it's an emergency.

I need you now and, and I can't talk.

Oi, have some decorum!

(footsteps tapping) (soft solemn music) - Sorry.

This area is strictly for staff and patients only.

(soft slow melancholic music) - Oh!

- Sorry.

(Ruby chuckles) Dr. Walker!

Oh, my God, a sight for sore eyes.

Now listen, please get busy.

I'm begging you.

This place is falling apart.

And don't tell Lydia I told you that, hm?

Look, she's back, Sister.

She's back!

(Mari gasps) - Aww, are you mad?

You escaped.

- Maybe.

(Mari chuckles) - Does Lydia know you're here?

- Well, what do you think?

- Actually, I think she missed you a little.

- Just a little?

- Yeah.

I missed you a lot.

Really.

- Also missed you a lot.

- Mrs. Channar?

- I'll see you in a minute.

(gentle suspenseful music) - Hi.

- You're back.

- Not exactly.

Um, my sister's pregnant.

Her blood pressure's been high, so I thought.

- Seizures, stroke, kidney failure.

- Right.

Exactly.

(gentle poignant music) - I'm late for clinic.

(child laughing) - Hey!

That's all I'm getting?

- You have been away for four months.

What did you expect?

- I don't know.

Something, at least?

- Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you.

(gentle poignant music) - You're angry with me.

- Is that a question or a statement?

- Look, I know I should have called.

Can we talk?

Please?

(gentle poignant music) - Since your absence, we've been very short staffed.

As a result, my clinic is full and I'm already late.

But please do give my best to your sister.

(gentle poignant music) (group chattering) (waves crashing) - [Lydia] So no emergency?

- [Greg] Look around you!

They've only gone and banned alcohol.

Not even the beer is safe.

- I left a hospital teeming with pregnant women for this.

- Look, pouring good beer on the sand.

Poor Palaty nearly had a coronary.

- Greg, why am I here?

- Because I see you as a key ally in this struggle, Lydia.

There are clear public health implications.

- I agree, positive ones.

- Well, think of the local economy.

The birth rate.

I mean, look at 'em.

Men and women from around the globe make this long journey to paradise simply in order to procreate.

They can't do it sober.

No one ever had sex on smoothies.

- This is ridiculous and I'm leaving.

- No, no, no.

No.

So one bottle of high quality rum they haven't found yet.

I need you to hide it for me.

And as a doctor, you're above suspicion.

Plus, even the police are terrified of you.

- No!

- They are.

Just ask PC Pandala.

Please?

Lydia, when have I asked you for anything?

(group chattering) (box clatters) - Under protest!

Anyway, why don't you embrace this whole abstainer thing?

You might even lose a few pounds.

- Huh?

- And this bar would make a wonderful cafe.

- A cafe?

- Hm.

- Is that what you want?

Carrot cake and chamomile?

I'm ruined.

Spiritually and financially ruined.

- On the contrary, I think it could be the making of you.

(gentle upbeat music) (group laughing) (child yells) (Ruby sighs) - Your first?

- Oh, very much so.

- You must be excited.

- I think terrified is more the exact word.

(Ruby and Ketan chuckle) She is in the toilet.

- Oh, snap.

- So they tell me you're a doctor, that you used to work here?

- Clearly news travels fast.

- I'm sorry, that is none of my business.

Apologies.

- N- no, it's fine.

Um, I'm just taking a career break.

Sort of.

- As I said, none of my business.

(crowd chattering) (book thuds) - [Jyoti] And, uh, this is just after he proposed.

- [Mari] Aww.

(chuckles) - He was a little drunk.

(Mari laughing) - So happy for you.

It's wonderful news, Jyoti.

- Thank you, Sister.

- You're one of my best nurses, and in fact, I was hoping to appoint a new senior staff nurse this year.

I hope that getting married won't, uh, put a dent into your professional aspirations.

- No, Sister.

Although, um, when it comes to my career, I'll have to respect my husband's opinion.

Obviously.

- Obviously.

(gentle solemn music) - Sorry, excuse me.

(Mari sighs) - So what is this?

- Lime and soda.

Delicious.

Little brolly on the house.

Don't say I don't look after ya.

- Utterly foul.

Will it get me drunk?

- Only if you wait for the concentrated citrus to ferment.

- I will find something.

Believe me, the police are not that smart.

- Well, I'll drink to that.

And may your many gods go with you.

- Barman!

(hands thuds) Service, please!

(waves whooshing) (gentle bright music) - Tommy!

- Hello, Dad.

(gentle upbeat music) (Tommy chuckles) - Tommy!

(Tommy laughing) Aww!

This is to ama...

I'm coming round for a proper hug.

(Tommy chuckles) (gentle upbeat music) Why the hell didn't you tell me you were coming?

I'd have picked you up.

- Well, it was kinda last minute.

I was meant to be at some yoga retreat in Karnataka, but um, well, I got kicked out for smuggling fags in.

- You'd given up last time I saw ya.

- You know how it is.

Anyway, Kush and I decided to take off for a bit- - Kush?

- Oh, he's a friend.

You'd like him.

- Hm.

- So I thought, well, my dad runs this legendary bar down in Barco, I should go down there and have some proper fun.

- So you didn't hear about the booze ban, then?

- Are you serious?

- Yeah.

- Isn't that like a human rights violation?

- Believe me, I've tried to make that case.

They do it all the time.

Some new politician tying to make a point.

Trick is to see it as a challenge.

But hey, I mean, h- how long's it been?

18 months?

(somber music) - It's been three years.

(gentle melancholic music) - Oh.

Well then, this calls for a celebration.

Let's get out of here.

- What about the bar?

- Nothing going on here anyway.

Come on.

I've got a stash back at my house.

Follow me.

(Tommy chuckles) Ooh, (groans) right up.

(Tommy chuckles) - It's okay.

- No, I do not want to.

- It's okay, just go, I'll be fine.

For me, just, just go get something to eat, okay?

I'll be fine.

- You take care, all right?

- Yes.

(crowd chattering) (children laughing) (Manisha groans) (Manisha gasps) - Mani!

- Okay.

(Manisha groans) - Is she okay?

- I think so.

- What's happened?

- Vasovagal, I think.

- Oh.

- It's okay.

Try some slow, deep breaths.

- I'll ask Mari to run a, a ECG and then I'll come back and review it.

- It's okay, I can do it.

I mean, I'm just sat here anyway.

- If you're sure.

- Where's your husband?

- I sent him to the food stall.

I have to insist or he wouldn't eat.

- Hm!

Do you have any other family?

- My family doesn't approve of Ketan.

But he's a good man.

And once this baby is born, we will have our own family.

(Manisha pants) - How did you meet?

- He used to work for my father.

My family has money, but he was an employee.

We might be from two very different castes, doctor, but I love my husband.

And I don't think you can choose who they love, do you?

(crowd chattering) (children yelling) (children laughing) (birds chirping) - Can I sit here, or are you gonna bite my head off?

I'll take that has a yes.

Look, I know I didn't call.

I just needed some time to work things out.

No distractions.

But I was thinking about you a lot.

- I'm honored, I think.

- You know I could have taken Barsha to Kochi, to anywhere.

But I didn't.

I think the least you can do is talk to me.

(birds chirping) - Technically, the least I can do is silence, which I have achieved.

- Technically, you just talked to me, so.

- Ruby?

Ruby, it's your sister.

The pain started a few minutes ago.

- So does that mean I'm in labor?

- [Ruby] Quite possibly.

- Dinesh's plane has been delayed.

It could be six hours, or 16, or 60.

- It's fine, he'll be here, okay?

I promise.

- Oh, so now you're an air traffic controller as well as a damn doctor.

- This isn't labor, you're bleeding.

Get Lydia now.

It's all right, just lie back.

You're gonna be fine, all right?

(crowd chattering) (monitor thudding) - Placenta's absolutely fine.

Heart beat nice and regular.

CTG?

- Normal.

- Which means I don't think we need to push the panic button just yet.

- You're sure?

There's definitely no sign off an abruption?

Because if there's any chance of antepartum hemorrhage- - Dr. Walker?

A word.

(crowd chattering) (footsteps tapping) (car horn honking) (birds chirping) In a situation like this, a little anxiety on your part is understandable, but when that anxiety is transmitted to my patients, I get annoyed.

- Pain and bleeding antepartum are significant- - Can be caused by any number of conditions.

As you well know, most of them are benign and self-limiting.

To care for patients properly you need distance, which is why being a doctor and a relative don't mix.

I suggest that whilst you're here, you limit yourself to hand holding and tea duty.

- Thank you, I'd prefer to look after my- - Sorry, when I said suggest, I meant insist.

(birds chirping) (gentle suspenseful music) - [Jyoti] We can't do this anymore.

- I'm going to miss you.

Did you have to do this?

- I'm sorry.

(dramatic solemn music) (Jyoti sighs) (birds chirping) (gentle suspenseful music) (solemn music) (bird chittering) (cows lowing) - Your place is amazing.

I- I- I- I actually can't believe that this is your life.

- Sometimes I can't believe it myself.

(Tommy scoffs) Here.

- Thanks.

- So, um, how is your mum?

- Uh, still hates you.

- [Greg] Mm-hmm.

- I know I've properly pissed her off when she says, "You're exactly like your father."

- (chuckles) Remember that Christmas I bought her all those knock-off fairy lights and fused the whole house?

(laughs) I thought she was gonna murder us both.

- Yeah, that was actually a really nice Christmas.

(Tommy chuckles) (soft gentle music) (gentle solemn music) (gentle solemn music continues) (gentle melancholic music) (gentle poignant music) (bright upbeat music) (birds squawking) - [Tommy] (laughing) I don't know why you make me laugh.

- (laughs) I don't know.

- What did you do?

- [Greg] Well, I thought I'd spilt ink on myself, it wasn't- - Why did you do... Oh.

- Oh, Lydia.

This is Tommy.

She's come to stay.

- Tommy as in your daughter Tommy?

- (chuckles) It's really nice to meet you.

- [Lydia] Hi!

- Dad's told me you run a hospital.

Everyone's scared of you.

- Has he indeed?

- I didn't say that.

I, uh.

(stammers) (birds chirping) (bright gentle upbeat music) (Lydia laughing) - Has he ever told you about the time (laughs) he drove a load of dodgy Porsches across Europe?

(Lydia laughing) And he got chased down the Autobahn by the German police?

(laughing) - (laughing) No, never.

- Okay, right.

Well, it's vital that I tell you everything.

First, I have to nip out for a fag.

Round the front?

- Yeah, yeah.

- I don't approve.

Official line.

- Ah, gotcha.

That's what makes it fun though.

(laughs) (insects chirping) (dog barking) - Well, she turned out all right.

Amazing, considering.

- Considering what?

- Oh, you know.

Me, basically.

I tried my best to be supportive.

Christmas, birthdays, weekends.

Your basic fun dad.

- Big presents, never ever says no.

Am I warm?

- Tropical.

- How long's she staying?

We could show her around.

Maybe, maybe even go up to Kumarakom this weekend.

- I don't know what her plans are.

Um, she might just be passing through.

- Well, ask her.

I mean, come on, you haven't seen her in years.

- We, we like to keep things, you know, relaxed.

No pressure.

- This is the happiest I've seen you in months.

- I'll ask her.

In the morning.

(gentle melancholic music) - I thought I'd go in later this morning so we can all have breakfast together.

Did you remember to put out the clean towels?

- Actually, uh, looks like she's off already.

Gone up the coast to see her mate.

She says thanks for last night.

- Oh, Greg.

- Oh, it's fine.

She never said she was gonna stay.

It was just, you know, nice to catch up.

- She really is a lovely girl.

- Yeah.

Better open the cafe.

Now you, you better get to work.

I'll crack on with the washing-up.

(gentle melancholic music) (rooster crowing) (children yelling) (crowd chattering) - Jyoti, come with me.

I need to talk to you now.

That man I saw you with yesterday, he wasn't your fiance.

- A friend of mine.

- Despite my youthful appearance, I wasn't born yesterday.

You were kissing him.

- What I do and who I see are my affair.

- I do not approve of my nurses, engaged or otherwise, conducting liaisons on the grounds of this hospital.

Do you understand?

- I do understand.

If you must know, I was saying goodbye.

Marrying for love is a luxury not all of us can afford.

Not that it's any of your business.

Please excuse me.

(footsteps tapping) (crowd chattering) (Palaty snoring) (gentle dramatic music) - Oh, Christ, Palaty.

Look at the state of you.

- (groans) I'm okay.

See?

I told you I'd find it.

- What the hell is that?

- [Palaty] Oh!

(groans) (gentle dramatic music) - Come on, come on, man, get it all out.

Oh, God, that stinks.

- Look!

- I fail to see what the problem is.

- He should be studying, Lydia.

Being a medical student is a serious business.

You remember.

- I remember that in my first term I drank more than I thought was humanly possible and got engaged three times.

Are his grades okay?

- Top of the class.

If he's telling the truth.

- Then let him learn a little about life too.

- Life?

This he knows, Lydia.

Medicine is his weak point.

(Palaty groaning) - Lydia!

(Palaty mumbling) - This I.

- Come on, mate.

- He actually drank this?

- Apparently.

I think it's some kind of home brew.

(Palaty groaning) I wouldn't bother you, but I've never seen him so out of it.

- Yeah, that's 'cause it's not alcohol.

Smell.

Sweet.

It's coolant.

From an engine maybe?

Ethylene glycol.

- Yeah, I found him between the fishing boats.

He must have nicked it off there.

Christ, no wonder he's sick.

(Palaty groaning) So what, he just sleeps it off?

- Not if he's really drunk this much.

I'll need to do some tests.

- Not gonna die, is he?

- Well, that, I'm afraid, is a distinct possibility.

(Palaty groaning) - [Mari] Her blood pressure is elevated.

- [Ruby] How high?

- 140/100.

And the abdominal pains are back.

- You've checked her urine?

- Three pluses.

- She's pre-eclamptic.

She'll need a section.

Get theater one prepped.

Dr. Varma can help me once he's out of clinic.

- Ruby, you know I trust you.

But if she's Dr. Fonseca's patient, Lydia was very clear.

- Barsha's my sister.

And I want you to prep theater now.

Okay?

- Yes, doctor.

(footsteps tapping) - What time will she be prepped for- - Doctor?

- Soon.

- Doctor.

Doctor, please.

Doctor, my heart is racing.

Do you think you can give me something?

- Medication isn't good for the baby.

The best thing you can do right now is try and relax.

- But- - Remember how I told you to breath nice and deep?

- Okay, I'll try.

- Show me.

Good, that's good.

Okay.

- What else?

It's not helping.

What else can I- - Keep breathing, come on.

Nice and deep.

(footsteps tapping) That's good.

- Dr. Walker?

- Look, um, I really need to go.

It won't be long now, I promise, okay?

(crowd chattering) (phone ringing) - I found Sister Mari preparing theater.

Now she explained the situation to me.

If your sister has early signs of pre-eclampsia, we should induce her.

- I don't agree.

In the circumstances, an urgent section- - It's an unnecessary risk, one we don't need to take.

Get ready for an induction.

I'll examine her immediately.

- Yes, doctor.

- Fine, we can try an induction.

I can help.

- A situation like this asks for an objective mind.

You trust me, yes?

As a doctor?

- Yes, of course.

- Then please trust me now.

You need to wait here.

Sister, let's move her to resus.

- [Mari] Yes, doctor.

(crowd chattering) (footsteps tapping) - I- I get him drunk with this?

- The alcohol is the only thing that can displace the antifreeze in his blood.

In layman's terms, he needs to get pissed and stay pissed for the next 12 hours.

As a barman, that should be child's play.

- But this is vintage rum.

It's worth hundreds.

I was saving it for us for a special occasion.

- Well, I think we've found one, don't you?

- Yeah.

- Have you heard from her yet?

- Not yet.

But that's kinda standard.

You raise 'em to be independent.

- Maybe she'll call tomorrow.

- Yeah, maybe she will.

There you go.

Here.

Cheers to your good health.

- You're not allowed.

(mug thuds) - Mm?

Hm!

(slurps) Mm.

- Huh.

(child laughing) - Manisha?

Doctor?

Quick!

Doc!

- What's wrong?

- [Ketan] Doctor, she's, she's not responding.

(dramatic music) - [Mari] What happened?

- She's not breathing.

- [Ketan] What is it, doctor?

- She's arrested, put a call out now.

- Cardiac arrest, bed four!

(bell ringing) Lydia!

- Give me some space.

- I- is she going to be okay?

- Get him out of here now.

- It's okay.

- She, she'll be fine, right?

- Hurry up!

Quick!

- Let Dr. Ruby do her work.

Come.

- I don't- - I know, it's okay.

- I don't want her to- - She, she's in good hands.

- Ruby?

- Unwitnessed cardiac arrest.

She's 40 plus 1.

- [Lydia] Bleeding?

- Not that I can see.

- Okay, get the wedge in, give me a line.

Put the defib on.

(nurses chattering) (dramatic music) Okay, stop.

(tense music) (dramatic music) - No pulse.

- Back on the chest.

Any other symptoms?

We need to know what caused this.

- She was a little short of breath.

I thought she was just anxious.

(Ruby panting) (suspenseful music) - [Gabriel] Could be a PE or amniotic fluid embolism.

- [Ruby] We need to get the baby out, now.

- [Gabriel] I agree, it's the last chance.

- [Ruby] One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, 10.

(tense music) 13, 14, 15, 16, 17.

- No pulse.

- Back on the chest.

- One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, let's move her?

- No, no time, clear the ward as best you can, and then get me gloves and a scalpel.

- Yes, doctor.

- Just make sure I can see.

(tense music) Okay, clamps.

(tense music continues) Scissors.

Right, clamp the cord.

(gentle tense music) And cut.

Continue CPR.

Packs, please.

(solemn music) - Ready?

- Yep.

(suction rasping) Come on.

(solemn music) - [Mari] Okay.

(solemn music) (solemn music continues) - Okay, one more.

Come on.

(suction rasping) - Okay.

Stop, that's two minutes.

(solemn music) Pulse check?

Oh!

(vent hisses) - Come on.

She's breathing.

(solemn music) (sobs) There she is.

Hey.

(Mari chuckles) (baby crying) Hi.

(somber music) (baby continues crying) - Wait, wait, wait.

There's an output.

It's faint, but there's an output.

(Gabriel chuckles) - Thank Christ for that.

Okay, we're not out of the woods yet.

We'll, uh, get an art line in, check for gas, and we'll move her to resus once she's stable.

Well done, well done.

All of you, well done.

(gentle solemn music) (Manisha breathes softly) (baby chortling) (gentle solemn music) (children yelling) (Palaty singing in foreign language) - All right, all right.

Time for another one.

- You, sir, a- are an excellent friend.

Have one yourself.

I don't like to drink alone.

- (chuckles) And that, sir, is a lie.

(Palaty chuckles) But it's one I'm prepared to overlook.

- (chuckles) What shall we drink to?

- Um, absent friends.

- Yes!

To absent friends!

(Greg chuckles) (Palaty exclaims) (soft bright music) - Well, (sighs) that's the last drop.

Let's hope it does the trick.

- (chuckles) Come on, Greg.

Sing it with me.

(both singing in foreign language) (both continue singing in foreign language) - Shh!

(speaks in foreign language) - Yeah, sorry.

(nurse speaks in foreign language) - Sorry about that.

I know, he's drunk.

(Palaty scoffs) (children yelling) (birds chirping) (gentle music) - Doctor.

- Your wife is still very sick.

- But is she alive?

- Yes, sir.

(solemn music) Oh.

(chuckles) (baby crying) Hey.

- Stupid.

- [Ruby] It's okay.

- I'm sorry, that was in appropriate.

- It's fine, really.

- And my son?

How is my son?

- Your son is a daughter.

And she's doing brilliantly.

(solemn music) - My wife gave up everything for me.

Her family, her future, everything.

They say this country is equal but we know the truth.

All we have is each other.

- She'll be okay, I promise.

- I'm forever in your debt.

- No, you don't owe me anything.

- No, no, no, I owe you everything in the world.

Can I see them?

- Yeah, of course.

(footsteps tapping) Hey.

- There's someone you should meet.

(gentle music) (footsteps tapping) - Less than an hour.

Hardly a labor at all.

- Your sister has a remarkable pelvis.

(Ram and Gabriel chuckle) - You have a nephew.

(chuckles) Say hello to Aunty Ruby.

- Hey.

(gentle music) Hello.

He looks like you.

(Barsha and Ruby chuckle) (birds chirping) (baby crying) - [Barsha] Now I see why you love this place.

(babies crying) (mothers chattering) - That's baby brain talking.

It's just a hospital.

- They need you here, all these people.

We don't.

- Thanks.

- Actually, no.

Now I see why you love this place.

- Better be careful.

My nephew is out of there, I can punch you now.

- Did I make it?

- [Barsha] Dinesh!

(Ruby laughing) (baby chortles) (Barsha laughs) - Congratulations.

Go on, sit.

(Barsha laughing) (baby fussing) - Are you okay?

(Barsha laughing) (Dinesh exclaims) (Barsha laughing) (knuckles rapping) - [Lydia] Hell of a day.

- How is she?

- Better.

Intubated, her pupils are nicely reactive, so with any luck she should do well.

You spoke to the husband?

- Yeah, yeah, he's fine.

- But that's not why you're here.

I seem to remember us being in this situation before.

Back then I insisted you stay, because you needed certainty, but not now.

Now you need to make your own choices.

I won't beg you to stay.

Not this time.

(knuckles rapping) - Oh, sorry.

Lydia?

He's back with us, Palaty.

- How is he?

- Can hangovers actually kill?

(solemn music) (gentle poignant music) (vocalist humming) (gentle poignant music continues) (vocalist continues humming) (baby fussing) (Palaty groans) - There, there we go.

That's it, down here.

Get him to, see if we can get him down here.

Sit, turn round.

That's it.

- [Lydia] Oh!

- Do we know where he actually lives?

- I assumed you did.

- Has anyone ever adopted a 50-year-old man with a hygiene problem?

- You mean, apart from the one I live with?

- Cheeky cow.

(Lydia laughing) (trike horn honking) (singer vocalizing) - Hey, Dad!

(bright upbeat music) - It's Tommy.

(bright upbeat music) (singer vocalizing) Tommy!

(trike engine rumbling) - Hi!

Kush, you okay?

(bright upbeat music) (singer vocalizing) So I told Kush about the booze ban and he said he could help.

- Top man, Kush.

(Lydia laughing) So does this mean you're staying?

- Well, you know.

Got nowhere else to go.

Thought maybe I could help out around here a little bit?

If that's okay?

- Sounds like an excellent idea.

- Okay!

Drinks, everyone?

On the house!

- Yay!

(patrons cheering) - Yeah!

(patrons laughing) - Sounds good.

- Nice!

(waves crashing) (gentle poignant music) (crowd chattering) (gentle poignant music continues) (crowd laughing) - Uh.

Hi.

- Hello, stranger.

- Uh, um, why don't we go for a walk?

(waves crashing) - You know, this is a very hard place to leave.

- That is certainly true.

Although for a minute there, it looked like you had managed it.

- Are you trying to say that you missed me?

- Uh, maybe.

Maybe just a little.

(gentle romantic music) - Hm.

- So what happens now?

- Well, I guess we both just do this.

- Right.

As in now?

- Yeah, I think so.

(Gabriel gasps) Don't you?

- Okay.

- Okay.

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