The National Health Page #4

they're just a few more lives.

Maybe I'm a square.

Only a square would use

such antique phraseology.

I'd prefer to call you

politically illiterate.

What girl could resist such flattery?

- Face facts, Cleo.

- What facts, Mr Monk?

Like if we all decided to go back

where we came from,

their health service would

instantly disintegrate.

I'm sorry, Johnny.

But I'm too fatigued

to start school at this time of night.

Gonna look for Mister White?

Let me pass.

Please.

'Allo, 'allo, 'allo!

You lot 'ere again?

'Allo, dad, how are you?

Just finished the washing up.

A woman's work is never done!

Hello, Doc! How's the Doc

this beautiful evening?

- Evening all!

- Evening! Wonderful spirit.

Go on.

How do you do?

He's gone, doctor! He's gone!

Oh, friend Tyler

is always full of beans.

Me, I'm up and down like a yo-yo.

Mainly down. Phew!

Which accounts for the ulcer,

I suppose. Ha!

They can't keep you in here!

Easy, friend. Hold your horses.

Ha! Nobody said they can!

Once they've found out who I am.

Once they can tell me that,

I'll be out of here like a...

what-do-you-call-it?

Who you are?

Once the police get on to that.

Not that I want them sticking

their noses in my business.

I didn't ask them to!

Know what I mean?

- Ready for visitors?

- Yes, Sister.

How long do you think

you'll be here, eh?

Good gracious, it's about time you...

Eh? Mervyn, he's doing all right.

Doin' fine, yeah.

Don't you know who you are?

No. That's what they brought me

in here with, my memory.

Did you receive a blow on the head?

No.

Brandy!

But let them try to get me to take the

cure, they got another think coming!

Neil?

The patient with the retro-pubic

prostatectomy has a self-retaining catheter

and ward sister's been reminded of the liability

to deep vein thrombosis and pulmonary embolus.

- Mary?

- Yes?

- Father called me to his office today.

- Oh?

- He wanted to speak to me about...

you.

Me?

Yes. You, and...

Me and... him?

No, me.

You?

You and... me.

- Us.

- Yes.

To remind me of our

promise to mother.

Do you remember that promise, Mary?

Your mother was almost

a mother to me, too, Neil.

How could I forget?

But mother died, five years ago.

I was only twenty, and...

and I was twenty-six.

What are you trying to say, Neil?

Neil!

Neil?

Oh!

Cleo. Mary and I...

There's something we have to tell you.

Cleo!

With a change of clothing.

Get back, you! Hey! Hey, mister!

You all right, Doc?

Yeah. How is the old fellow?

Now, now, Mr Flagg,

where do you think you're off to?

It's half past twelve,

there's nowhere open.

Whoops-a-daisy!

You shouldn't be doing this, Desmond.

I'm all right.

I was afraid he'd start

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