ALARM BEEPS
NEWSCASTER: Medical professionals from across the region are gathering
in a Letherbridge hotel to discuss the problems facing the NHS.
Topics under discussion include funding issues,
staff shortages and waiting lists.
Honestly, you can be unbelievable, sometimes.
Thank you. I think so, too. I am serious!
Oh, I'm getting that.
I'm supposed to be part-time. Officially, I am part-time.
I know - lady of leisure. Are you kidding me?
The amount of hours I spend in that surgery amount to a full-time job.
How is this my fault? I'm not saying it's your fault.
Really? Can I have that in writing? Oh, don't be facetious!
I am trying to have a serious discussion with you.
You're trying to have an argument.
I'm trying to make you see how hard it is to be a partner.
Oh, I'm getting that loud and clear.
To be a partner in the practice on part-time hours.
I know - you've said.
But you're not listening to me.
You are never listening to me.
Thanks very much.
Mind how you go. Did you hear that?
"Do you mind if I drop you here?"
Like, half a mile down the road.
"Yeah, I do mind, you'll drop us outside the door." I hate that.
"Healthcare at a Moment of Crisis."
Pointless. A day of people yapping on, all hyperbole and rhetoric.
I'm going to find myself a quiet corner at the back
and have a little snooze.
You wake me up when it's time to go to the pub.
Oh, come on, we need change.
But nothing ever does change - except for the worse.
Yeah, but you can't deny that something needs to be done -
the NHS is being run into the ground, everything's outsourced.
Yeah - privatisation by stealth, James.
Ah! So, you do care?
Yeah, of course I care.
I care about doing my job,
which is not solving the funding crisis or staff shortages.
I exist to heal the sick.
Yeah, which would be easier with more time, more money, more staff.
Which would be easier if we were at The Mill, treating patients,
rather than being here, wasting our time.
Er, you can stop talking to me, now.
All right, fair enough. But, if you need Haskey,
he's at the back, going...
HE SNORES
Seriously?! During a health conference.
Oh, yeah, baby!
Morning! Welcome! What's your name, please? Nicola French.
You can find your name much quicker than I can.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Good morning, sir. And your name is?
Dr Alasdair Haskey. There we go.
Thank you very much.
Thank you. Welcome. Thank you.
Morning. What's your name, please?
Yes! Good idea! Caffeine hit definitely needed!
Oh, right.
Hello, Alasdair. I'm Nina.
You looking forward to today? I am.
A bit nervous.
I don't think I know anyone here.
I've been out of the medical game a while,
but I think now is the time to jump back in.
Huge shortage of GPs. I'm a GP, by the way.
We're a dying breed.
Not nearly enough of us. Am I right?
What have bran flakes got to do with anything?
If you don't rinse the bowl immediately,
they stick like superglue in the dishwasher.
One of the burning pressures that the NHS is facing.
Doctors Daniel Granger and Zara Carmichael.
I can tell you what's one of the burning issues
that's concerning Doctor Zara Carmichael at the moment.
We should split up.
Over bran flakes?
Don't tempt me.
I mean rooms - we should divide and conquer.
You and I should do funding issues,
Al and Jimmi should do waiting lists,
and Emma and Sid should do staffing shortages.
Sid's not coming. What?
Oh! Well, Jimmi and Al should be split up anyway -
they behave like naughty schoolboys at the best of times.
So, I'll do waiting lists with Al,
you can do funding issues with Jimmi, and... Oh!
Don't you want to be with Emma?
I've just remembered, Emma's leading one of the workshops.
What a shame. You could have had a really good moan about me.
Got a message - Emma's running late. I need coffee.
I thought you were going to sleep?
Decaffeinated, James.
All right. Well, I'll catch you up. I've got to make a call.
Where is everyone? It starts at ten.
Oh, there's Al. Al!
At least that's one of them. Yeah.
Oh!
I'm so sorry.
Too much caffeine - I've had three cups today already.
Well, this is my first and now I'm wearing it!
It was an accident. Still, I'm mortified.
Just tell me where to send my dry cleaning bill.
Oh, no, no, no! I'm sure I've got something that will get that out.
But time is of the essence.
To the ladies' room.
Come on!
Hi! Haskey. Al. Doctor.
Um, it might be under Alasdair.
I think I exist. I feel like I do.
Maybe I'm just a figment of my own imagination.
Problem? Yeah. No badge for me.
My name's not on the list, I'm not coming in, which is fine with me.
I'll see you in the pub afterwards.
Well, hold on.
Found you.
Spoilsport.
Yep - here we go!
What is all that? Laundry detergent, white vinegar, sponge.
Pop your dress off. I beg your pardon?
Go into a cubicle and throw your dress over.
I'll clean and dry it and you'll be good as new.
What? Do you think I'm going to run off with your dress
and leave you stranded in your undercrackers?
Well, now I'm wondering.
Do you want to spend all day with a stain down your front or not?
SHE SIGHS
Not, I suppose.
Off you go.
Do you often spill coffee over complete strangers?
You seem very prepared.
SHE LAUGHS
The contents of my bag would make your eyes water.
I'm Nina, by the way.
I'm Zara. Sorry if I bit your head off.
It's been one of those days.
It's only 10am. Tell me about it.
OK, incoming.
Oh, f...!
Oh!
Excuse, please. Thank you.
Alasdair Haskey?
I'm Al Haskey.
No, I'm Al Haskey.
Spartacus?
Never mind. I do mind.
Why have you stolen my identity, sir?
Um, you're not seriously telling me
that your name is also Alasdair with a "D" Haskey?
My name is George Barker.
Right, George, why have you stolen my name badge?
Shut up and listen!
There's a bomb in the foyer.
DELEGATES GASP AND MURMUR
There is Semtex in my suitcase
and it's triggered by my phone.
Is this a joke, mate? Not joking.
I'm completely serious.
If anyone screams or moves or shouts for help...
..I'll blow us all up.
So, will the real Al Haskey please sit down?
Give me your phones.
I...I don't have my phone, it's in the car.
Do...do you want me to go get it?
No.
Stay there.
Something I said? No. The questionnaires
I should have brought in, I've left them in the car.
Better be quick. Yeah.
MOBILE RINGS
Oh.
MOBILE RINGS
Haha! Very funny.
Oh, God!
Erm... Which service do you require? Yes.
Erm... Police, please.
Oh, wow! You can barely see it.
Told you. I am nothing if not resourceful.
Did you say you have your own practice?
Oh, The Mill Health Centre
and we have a surgery on the campus at the university, as well.
Impressive. Watch my bag - I'll be two seconds.
Your bag must be a security guard's worst nightmare. You're not kidding.
"Do you mind opening your bag, madam?" "Not at all, sir."
And then I unzip it
and a flock of seagulls flies out,
followed by a marching band and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
I expect Mary Poppins had the same problem.
Luckily, they're not checking bags today.
Can I ask a question, George? Oh... I'm not moving.
I just want to ask a question. What is it?
What do you want?
Yeah. Presumably, you've got some demands
or you'd have blown us sky-high by now.
I want to make a point.
Yeah. Yes. Yes, understood.
Listen up, everyone!
We've got a suspected hostage situation, potentially with a bomb,
at the Compass Hotel. Off you go, fellas.
Right, let's get all units to lock off surrounding roads,
secure the immediate area and to assist with the evacuation.
All vehicles there now if not sooner!
What is the point that you want to make, George? You can talk to me.
Maybe...we could help you.
That is the point!
You couldn't help!
Why would we help a terrorist? I'm not a terrorist!
Be quiet. Just, right now, we are all feeling really terrified.
How do we know you've actually got a bomb?
You could just be a mad man with a phone. Shut up!
I'm not mad! There's another phone - in the suitcase.
If I call it, it triggers the detonator.
Blimey, that'd be a heck of a wrong number to dial. Stop joking!
This is not funny!
MOBILE RINGS
Agh! Agh!
Daniel!
HIGH-PITCHED TONE
ALARMS BLARE
Agh!
Daniel! Zara! Daniel, you can't go in there. Zara's in there.
You know you can't go in there!
HE GROANS
ALARMS WAIL
SHE GASPS AND CHOKES
Hello?
Zara? Agh! Where are you?
I...I don't know.
That noise.
I...
I can't hear you properly.
My ears.
Mine, too. Agh!
Why can't I move? There's something on top of you.
Are you hurt?
I don't know.
What happened?
Gas leak, maybe.
Daniel! I have to get out! Hang on!
THEY SCREAM
Zara, please let me know you're OK.
I'm so sorry about this morning - I'm so sorry.
Jimmi, please pick up! Please!
ALARMS BLARE
It's just going to voicemail.
She's probably got her phone turned off.
Hey! Hey! What's happening?
I've called 999. We think there might have been a bomb in there.
Yeah, I just heard the call-out. I was around the corner.
Are you guys injured? No, no, we're fine. We weren't in there,
but my partner's in there - our friends and colleagues.
There's a medical conference going on.
Right, stay here. More police are on their way, OK?
Emergency services - they'll all be here really soon.
Just tell them what you told me and just wait here.
You're not going in there, are you?
I'm just going to have a look. We need to secure the building.
Just wait here. I'm...I'm going to try Al.
RINGING TONE
Pick up, pick up, pick up.
It's just ringing out.
WOMAN SCREAMS, MOBILES RING What's just happened?
MOBILE CONTINUES RINGING
Agh! My arm!
I can't breathe. I can't breathe!
I can't breathe!
COUGHING
Help! Please, please! Help!
OK.
Agh!
SOMEONE SCREAMS
PEOPLE SCREAM IN PAIN
It's my arm!
Hey... Hey...
It's...
It's OK. It's OK. I'm a doctor.
Maybe you are, too, eh?
Agh...
Maybe... Maybe not.
George, can you hear me?
George, can you hear me? Hey!
What do we do?
Are you a doctor?
Financial planning manager.
Great. What's your name?
Vincent. Vaz.
Right. Vaz, have you got any first aid training?
Er, I know one Mississippi, two Mississippi. Is that CPR?
No, that's hide and seek.
But any port in a storm.
What I want you to do is go and talk to people -
find out who's hurt. A general rule is - the louder they're screaming,
the further down the list we put them.
Find me people who are really quiet or unresponsive, OK? OK. Yeah.
Right. You're a good man, Vaz.
George? George, can you hear me? Talk to me, George. Can you hear me?
Leave me alone. Just let me die.
George, I'm really tempted and I don't think anyone would blame me.
Oh, thank God. Come on!
Come on!
Oh, good!
Come on! Quickly! Quickly!
Are you guys OK? Yeah, we were outside when it went off.
Who's inside? Zara, Al, Jimmi...
My partner's in there! Our friends and colleagues are in there.
Please hurry! My partner's in there.
Help!
Someone help us. We're over here.
Help! Anybody?
DISTANT SCREAM
Help!
I can't believe we were having such a stupid argument.
I can't lose her, Emma.
Daniel, you're getting ahead of yourself.
We don't even know if she's hurt yet.
Rob? No, sorry. Nothing yet - but I will let you know -
I promise, when there's any sign. Look, I better... Yeah, yeah, go.
I'm really, really sorry, guys, but we need all the medics we can get.
OK. Daniel? Yeah, yeah, of course. Where do you need us?
Follow me. Now, we've set up an emergency triage area
for the walking wounded over here.
Treat them as and when they come out - prioritise where necessary.
I'm afraid we don't know the extent of the injuries
of the people still inside. Thank you, Emma.
You OK? Yeah. Yeah. OK. How are you feeling?
Some help over here, please!
SIREN BLARES
What if they can't get us?
If I can just move some of this rubble...
I don't want to die, I've got so much to do!
You know, this wasn't quite how
I envisioned my first day back on the job.
People usually go out with a bang - and I'm coming in with one.
I stopped practising when my husband had a stroke...
..then he had another one...
..and then he died.
But what can you do?
Life carries on regardless...
..and you have to carry on, too.
And I have my son.
My Suni.
My little ray of sunshine.
I've got a son, Joe,
and a stepdaughter.
Do you get on?
We do now. It took a while.
Daniel and have had our moments.
Even today, honestly, we were having the most stupid argument -
and it just shouldn't matter...
It's OK.
It's not, though, is it?
The time we have spent - wasted -
hurting each other.
I just always assumed we'd just end up together...
..squabbling and bickering,
until the very end.
SOBBING: I'm not... I'm not ready for this.
I can't have seen him for the last time.
And my Joe!
My beautiful Joe! My boy! I...
I... I can't die because he needs me!
Dear God, let Daniel be OK.
Let Daniel be OK because he can't lose us both.
What are you doing? I'm trying to save your life.
I need some help here!
Vaz, where are you?! Leave him.
I can't. Look, this bleeding is really bad.
I need your help to stem it.
I didn't mean the bomb to go off like that.
Well, next time, if you don't mean a bomb to go off,
don't pack a suitcase full of Semtex.
Take your jacket off, mate. I can't take my hand from this wound.
I just wanted someone to listen.
Well, we are all ears now, George.
That's it. Good man.
Agh. Agh.
Help!
Hello? I'm coming.
Hey! Hey! Hold on.
I'm here. Ugh! I've got you. I've got you.
OK. OK.
I'm coming. I can't...I can't move my legs. Yes, I've got you. Yeah.
I've got you. Agh! I've got you.
OK. OK. Well done.
WOMAN GROANS
All right - take a minute.
Are you OK? Er...
Yeah. I'm Lynda, by the way.
Jimmi.
What happened?
It was a bomb.
How do we get out?
Same way I came in. Agh! Agh!
We're going to have to turn round. OK.
Hold that firmly. Keep pressing down. Why are we trying to save him?
He tried to kill us. Just keep pressing!
My phone wasn't supposed to ring.
I panicked. I didn't mean to press the button.
Oh, well, that's all right, then.
He's still bleeding out. There must be another wound somewhere.
Keep applying that pressure, yeah? Yeah.
You were all supposed to get out before the bomb went off.
I only wanted to kill myself.
Please, let me die.
Sorry, we can't do that - goes against the job description.
Please tell people that I'm sorry.
I'm not sure that "sorry" is going to cut it.
You need to tell them why.
Why? It doesn't matter why, mate.
Go on, then, George, tell us why.
It's my wife - Clare.
She hadn't been well for a while
and I couldn't get her an appointment.
What? With me? At The Mill?
No. I don't know you. Oh - the badge. No, I picked it at random.
Oh, no. I think I've found a puncture wound.
I can't feel it.
I can't feel anything.
They diagnosed...with a heart condition - eventually.
Treatable, but with a waiting list.
I watched her getting weaker and weaker,
and there was nothing I could do to help her.
They cancelled the operation - twice.
When they rescheduled, it was too late.
So, you decided to blow up a medical convention?
I didn't mean to!
You had a bomb, mate.
It wasn't supposed to go off.
I was only supposed to blow myself up.
I wanted to make the news.
Well, congratulations.
And they would ask, "Why would a man do something like this?"
And you would tell them -
because his wife died of budget cuts.
And maybe, just maybe,
they'd pay attention, this once -
those politicians -
the people in charge.
George, I am really sorry about your wife, truly I am,
but I can tell you, every single person that would have seen her
would have done their best for her, regardless of the cost.
All you have done is attack the people who tried to save her life.
It went wrong! I am so sorry!
Please, tell everybody I am so sorry.
No, you can tell them yourself.
I don't want to. I want to die.
No, no, no. No, no, George, I'm not going to let you.
I would.
Please. I deserve to die.
HE COUGHS
No.
No, George!
George, you stay with us!
George, don't you dare die!
George!
Get back. Come on.
ZARA SCREAMS
You will have to leave me.
No chance. I bet I'd never hear the end of it.
You were scary enough when I tipped coffee down your front,
I dread to think what you'd be like if I left you for dead.
I'll forgive you - honestly. Just go.
Sorry - you're not the boss of me.
I'm saving us both, whether you like it or not.
Oh, that's worked! I can do it.
I can get out.
We're going to be all right.
THEY SCREAM
RADIO CHATTER
One person has died, dozens are injured -
some in a critical condition - as emergency services
continue to work here, at the hotel,
which was hosting a medical conference.
Doctors, nurses and paramedics are all amongst the injured
and speculation continues to mount as to the cause of the explosion.
It does seem increasingly likely that this was a deliberate act.
Caught up in this horror - the very people we expect to save us.
INAUDIBLE
Hey!
Stop! Police!
No, not you.
No, this is my safe space,
so get out.
It wasn't the uniform that saved me, it was you.
Uniform's important.
It's only natural to be scared of talking about it.
I am not scared.