(bright music) (Graham) Hang on.

Hold up.

(Leonie) What are you doing?

(Graham) It's just a little good-luck charm.

(Leonie) Your Nomad?

(Graham) It got me through a few scrapes.

-Good to be back.

-Yeah.

(Chaya) So what's her deal?

She was here, and then she wasn't, and now she's here again.

(Taylor) Oh, honey, the drama.

(soft, tense music) (Mira) I was gonna tell you.

(Wayne) So how far along are you?

(Mira) Maybe ten weeks.

It would change everything.

Completely handbrake our careers.

(Wayne) Why don't we just wait and see?

(Eliza) I had things going on.

I told you that.

(Pete) To me, it felt like a pretty clear exit strategy.

You could have trusted me.

(Taylor) Hey, isn't it almost two?

You've got to go to your appointment with Chaya.

I don't have one.

I thought we had a deal, Cameron.

Sorry.

♪ (Dr. Stanley) Hi, Dr. Stanley from RFDS Clinical Governance calling here in regard to the failed airway at White Cliffs Rodeo a few weeks ago.

I just wanted to inform you a critical incident review.

♪ What are you all doing here?

(Eliza) How do you feel?

Lucky.

♪ (Graham) She hates surprises.

Everybody hates surprises until they get surprised.

(Graham) She only had surgery two weeks ago.

Exactly, and that's why she needs good vibes now more than ever, right?

(Chaya) What's the BPM on this thing?

(Taylor) Bubbles per minute.

(Eliza) Is Pete here?

What's that for?

(Matty) That is for Leonie's surprise party.

-What do you reckon?

-Eh.

-Mm.

-Come on.

It's the big five-oh.

(Graham) Told ya.

(Matty) Try and help me out here.

(indistinct chatter) Hey.

Hey.

Is there a chance we could talk?

Yeah, just give us a sec.

(Matty) Okay, I'll take that as a yes.

That's two votes apiece.

Taylor Emerson, you are... (Graham) What are you doing here?

You should be legs up on the couch watching telly.

(Leonie) There's too many shows and ginger tea's depressing.

Plus there's a bit of housekeeping I wanted to address in person.

Eliza and I got a call from Clinical Governance yesterday about the incident review into White Cliffs, and she may have already told some of you, but they've asked for Eliza to run it.

Given she wasn't involved and her expertise, plus her experience at the base, Wayne and I think it's a good idea.

Bloody oath.

(soft music) Yeah.

Yep.

Totally.

(Leonie) Yeah, well, I'm heading into a section meeting.

Think on it.

Any issues, let me know.

♪ (Taylor) Yeah, okay, that lady needs a party.

Right.

♪ (birds chirping) ♪ (gags) ♪ (Wayne) Hey, sure you don't want the Maxolon?

-Help the vomiting?

-No.

Just--it makes me drowsy.

I haven't heard anything yet, have you?

(Wayne) Nuh.

Genetic testing takes a couple of days, ah?

(Mira) It's all good, just the rest of our lives are waiting on it.

(Timmy) Yeah.

Bloody hell.

Between the munchies and you spewing all night... Yeah.

You must be on the yarn or you're up the duff, eh?

What?

Am I right?

I'm going to be a proud uncle again.

All right, I gotta go.

-Hey, I'm driving you.

-No.

-Do you want me to... -I'm good.

I feel like the ride.

See you, Timmy.

(Timmy laughs) What?

It's yours, isn't it?

Why do you have to be up in our business all the time?

Why, doesn't she want it?

I don't know.

I think she does.

Do you want it?

I wasn't that great the first time around.

(Timmy) What, you plan on going back to medical school?

What if this time I'm here, but I'm not really, like, here?

(Timmy) Look, this isn't about another one of your exams.

It's not about a pass or bloody fail.

It's about you, what you want.

(soft music) Do you want to try again?

♪ (Matty) I'm thinking like a curtain of bubbles on the D floor.

-What do you reckon?

-Bit of a slip hazard.

(Matty) Okay.

(Mira) What have we got?

(Wayne) Skydiving accident at Orkney.

52-year-old student.

35-year-old teacher.

Blown off course.

Potential spinal injuries.

(Mira) It's 25 knots out there.

What are they doing jumping in this?

(Wayne) Flirting with a lawsuit, I'd say.

And apparently the teacher's ended up on top of him.

(Matty) I'm no skydiver, but isn't that, you know, frowned upon?

(Wayne) Well, you'd say so.

We're going to need the pelvic binder, vac mat, ultrasound, two units of blood, cryo, the kitchen sink.

(Mira) Mm-hm.

(Wayne) Oh, and it's rough terrain.

So it's not going to be easy lugging it all in and out.

(Mira) Well, I can give you guys a hand.

Oh, no, no.

We should be all right.

The Res guys are out there so... (Matty) What, don't--don't look a pack horse in the mouth.

(Mira) Yeah, I can carry a kit.

♪ (indistinct whisper) ♪ Can you not?

-What?

-Treat me like a patient.

-Nothing's changed.

-It kind of has, Mirs.

(Mira) Not until we make a decision, it hasn't.

(Wayne) I think we should tell Graham.

-What?

-It's a health and safety issue.

I'm pregnant, not narcoleptic.

Yeah, I know that.

You want me to be doing paperwork all year?

No, but the nausea is... Yeah, it's fine.

It's under control.

You're going to need support anyway, yeah?

(Mira) No, I don't need support.

I just need the genetic test results to come through so we can make a decision.

(Matty) Okay, we are all good to go.

Are we all good to go?

(Mira) Uh, yep.

Secure the cabin for takeoff.

And do it well, it's gonna be rough.

(Eliza) Hey.

So I'm not sure Pete's entirely comfortable with the whole review thing.

(Leonie) He said he was.

(Eliza) Rather like it was at gunpoint.

-You okay?

-Ugh, dry eyes.

So what's the issue?

Do you think he still has feelings for you?

(Eliza) Uh, no.

-No, but... -Do you have feelings for him?

-No.

-So what's the conflict?

(Eliza) I just think that I should talk to him one-on-one before I decide.

Okay, well, let me know as soon as you can.

(Eliza) You know, the dryness can be caused by the androgen... (Leonie) I already got a doctor, thank you.

(sighs) (wind billowing) (aircraft engine roaring) (Matty) Couldn't just get a cushy job in the Day Procedure Unit, could you, Matty?

No, had to work for the sexy flying doctors.

(Wayne) Oi, hey.

You all right?

(Mira) Yeah, I'm good.

(Matty) Yeah, I'm all good too.

Thanks, Wayne, thanks for that.

Thanks for asking.

(Mira) See, that's why you don't skydive in 25 knots.

Idiot.

-Are you the instructor?

-Yeah.

-You okay?

-Yeah.

Fine.

(Mira) Huh.

Well, that's good.

-Hey, how are we going?

-Good.

This is Brad.

Pulse is 80, SATs are 98.

(Wayne) Nice job.

G'day, Brad.

I'm Dr. Yates with the RFDS.

How are you doing?

I've had better birthdays.

Oh, it's your birthday.

Happy birthday!

Yeah, if your kids get you a skydive as a present, think twice.

(Wayne) All right, well, let's get you out of here for some cake, yeah?

Let's get him out of this wind over to that tree.

Nice, easy lift on three, okay?

(man) Yep.

Got it.

(soft, tense music) ♪ (Wayne) All right, here we go.

Let's pop him down nice and gently, please.

Matty, let's check his head and neck.

(Matty) Yep.

♪ (Wayne) Do you know how high up you landed on him?

(instructor) Uh, it's kind of a blur.

Um, up higher, I guess.

It hard to focus with all that wind, huh?

I'm sorry, mate.

That gust came out of nowhere.

-You couldn't predict it?

-Well, the Bureau could.

In fact, they did.

(Wayne) Mira, Can you grab us a hard collar, please?

(Graham) Who's that?

-Hey.

-Hey.

(Eliza) Where are you off to?

(Pete) Off to see Robyn.

Actually, at the Wellbeing Center.

-Ged's Robyn?

-Yeah.

-How is she?

-I don't know.

She's been a bit quiet since Ged died, so I've convinced her to come in and see Chaya.

Well, that's good.

Well, give her my love.

All right, will do.

(Eliza) Hey.

(Pete) Uh...yep.

(Eliza) I just wanted to check about this whole Incident Review, whether there's any weirdness.

Well, yeah, I mean, it is all a bit weird, isn't it?

But what the hell?

You might as well investigate my cock ups, too.

-Who says it's a cock up?

-I guess that'll be you.

(Eliza) You do know that this is about an incident, not about a single clinician?

-I don't know.

-Morning!

(Eliza) Hiya, Chaya.

Sorry, that just came out.

(cell phone rings) Um, excuse me.

RFDS, Dr. Harrod speaking.

-Are you good to head over?

-Yeah.

Yep.

Sorry.

Did you say that you wanted me to treat an emu?

(Wayne) I'm just going to press on your belly.

You let me know if it hurts, okay, Brad?

-Yeah.

-All right, here we go.

I can't feel that either.

(Wayne) Can you move your legs or wiggle your toes for me?

(soft, tense music) No.

(Wayne) All right, log roll to check the spine, please.

One, two, three.

♪ -That hurt?

-No.

♪ Ow.

(Wayne) T6.

All right, back down, please.

Very gently.

There we go.

♪ Am I paralyzed?

(Wayne) I think there is some damage to your spinal cord, mate, but I don't know how bad or how permanent, okay?

Let's keep you nice and still till we get back and figure it all out, all right?

-Yeah.

-Give us a sec.

♪ (Mira) Can I give you that?

♪ (Wayne) Unstable vertebral fracture with hypertension.

You reckon it's spinal shock?

(Wayne) Yeah, but I think the bradycardia is masking hypovolemic shock from a pelvic fracture as well.

So let's get a unit of blood through once the saline's in and I'll get this binder on.

(Mira) How's his spine going to go in the turbulence?

(Wayne) Not great.

The cord might not be completely severed, but any movement could cut through it.

Can we not wait for the front to pass?

(Wayne) We could except I think he's got a nasty pelvic bleed as well.

So if he doesn't get to theater ASAP, the spinal damage isn't going to matter.

But if we're not moving, we're not treating.

So let's get this binder on and festina lente.

(Pete) This is what you do, hey, you play with Lego?

(Chaya) Yeah.

Yeah, that's right.

My two-year Master's degree was about how to build Lego.

You know, you'd do well with a bit of play therapy.

(Pete) Hey, anytime.

(Taylor) If this review goes bad, could you lose your job?

(Pete) Dunno.

(Chaya) No, it's not about that.

Eliza is going to look at all the factors across the board.

(Taylor) So Eliza is going to be interviewing you?

(Chaya) Why?

What's wrong with Eliza?

(Pete) Nothing.

She's as experienced as they get.

Geez, mate, you get around a bit, don't you?

(Taylor) Oh, what's this?

Are you following me now?

(Cameron) Nah, following Chaya this time, actually.

Didn't want to be late for me 1:00.

(Chaya) Oh, well, I've got a couple of people to see before then, but, you know, make yourself at home.

(Cameron) G'day.

(soft, tense music) ♪ (Eliza sighs) ♪ (Graham) So what have we got?

Uh, as far as I can tell, they've hit an emu on their motorbike.

I'm glad I'm not the only one taking out the wildlife.

(aircraft engine humming) So what do you really think about me doing this review?

Really?

(Graham) I think real friends kick you in the arse when you need it.

Yeah, well, hopefully it won't come to an arse-kicking.

(Cameron) So what am I in for?

Same head shrinking as usual?

(Taylor) Well, that depends.

What's the usual?

(Cameron) You know, in the past four weeks about how often did you feel cracked in the head?

One, none of the time.

Two, a bit of the time.

Three, some of the time.

(Taylor) Ah, so you've done this before.

(Cameron) Mate, I've had bipolar since I was 17.

I've been locked up twice.

(Taylor) Oh, that's... That's good stuff.

Don't waste it on me.

Plus, Chaya is not your regular psych.

(cell phone rings) I'll be back in a sec.

-Hey!

-Hey.

(Darren) Oh, sorry I missed your call.

We had a prop strike, but I'm almost done.

-Have I missed you?

-Um, I'm actually at work at the moment.

-Can I try you later?

-Yeah.

Yeah.

Sorry, I've missed you.

(Taylor) I miss you, too.

Bye.

(Cameron) Long distance, eh?

Give me your phone.

I want to call him back.

-No.

-You going to tell him about us?

-Or should I?

-Cameron Archer.

I just had a no-show.

You ready?

All right.

Let's do this.

KB-10 or whatever it's called.

(Chaya) Uh, well, yeah, we can do the Kessler, if you like, but I was actually thinking darts.

Unless you're scared.

(Taylor) I'll leave you to it.

(soft music) (Chaya) All right.

♪ (sheep bleating) ♪ ♪ Hey, mob, Ursula, welcome to 12 Mile.

You're Mira's friend!

We met at the ball.

Sorry, a lot of people there.

Oh.

I'm Eliza.

Doctor.

It's really beautiful here.

Yeah.

Hands off.

I know you English like to claim things that aren't yours.

This is Clifford.

He was driving and he's hurt his wrist.

(Eliza) Hi, Clifford.

How are you feeling?

You all right?

Does your hand hurt?

I'm going to need you to make a fist.

And where's the second patient?

Auntie Doreen.

She felt sick, so she stayed out there.

Do you know what her injuries are?

(Ursula) She bin say her dhartuu hurt, eh?

-Her dhartuu.

-Mm.

Her what hurt?

(Ursula) Her head.

Right.

Could you ask him if there was much bleeding?

(Ursula) He understands you.

He's just shy.

(Eliza) Oh, um... Was there a lot of blood or did you see a bump on her head?

-A little bit.

-Right.

I'm going to need to see her as soon as possible.

Jane, can you please take over?

Um, Ursula, any chance that you can take me out to see her?

(soft, tense music) -You mob right, eh?

-Yeah, we're all right.

(Ursula) Yeah.

♪ (Chaya) Seven.

Oh, come on.

(Cameron) Is this some kind of hustle, Dr. Chaya?

You can't be this bad.

(Chaya) You wait.

Next time, ping pong.

(Cameron) Jesus.

I wouldn't have driven 150ks just to flog ya.

-Mmm.

-Eleven.

(Chaya) So why did you drive 150ks?

(Cameron) Honestly, Taylor wanted me to.

(dart thuds) -Twelve.

-And why do you think that is?

(Cameron) I guess she thinks I'm muddled up.

(Chaya) About the accident?

(Cameron) Yeah, I suppose.

What number am I at again?

13?

-Fifteen?

-Thirteen.

♪ (Chaya) But you don't feel muddled up.

(Cameron) I'm sure you read my file.

(soft music) (Chaya) Yeah, but I want to hear it from you.

♪ I'm always muddled up.

♪ (Wayne) Let's inflate this back mat and get him on board.

How's this wind?

(Mira) Got to be 35 knots at least.

(Wayne) Too high to take off?

(Mira) Only if it's crosswinds.

But we should be fine for now.

(Matty) Wayne, BP's dropped, 65 systolic.

(Wayne) All right, he needs vasopressors as well as the fluids.

So let's start him on some Norad, aiming for a map of 70.

(instructor) All the best with it.

Hey, where are you going?

(instructor) Oh, I'm parked over there, so.

(Mira) No, mate, you've got to wait here and give a police statement.

They're on their way.

-Like hell.

-Hey!

Oi!

Oi.

(grunts) Mira!

(tense music) -What are you doing?

-I'm good.

I'm good.

I-- (Wayne) Look, just sit still for a moment.

(Mira) Okay.

Okay.

(Wayne) You, sit down or I'll sit you down.

♪ -You okay?

-Yeah, I'm good.

Just--just go and look after Brad.

Get him on board.

We need to leave before these winds change.

♪ ♪ Hey, did I miss... Oh, sorry.

I didn't know you were still going.

(Chaya) No, it's all right.

Um, we were just finishing up here anyway.

Um...

Call it a draw?

Draw?

Yeah, I see what's going on here.

Good game.

-See ya.

-Take it easy, man.

Just wanted to check how Robyn was.

She still here?

What, did I miss her?

Oh, no, she never showed.

What?

Yeah, I called her.

She didn't answer.

(soft music) ♪ Well, yeah, I'm free from now.

So did you want to, maybe, go check in on her?

Yeah.

All right.

♪ (Eliza) Ooh.

Um, how far away is this site?

(Ursula) Not far.

(Eliza) How long?

(Ursula) Not long.

(Eliza) And she's your auntie?

Nah, respect why they call her that, 'cause she's an elder.

We're actually related through skin name, and through my cousin's side.

(Eliza) What's a skin name?

(laughs) We don't have long enough for that.

(Eliza) I think it's lovely that you know all your relations.

I only have one cousin and I haven't spoken to him since his 18th birthday in about 1997.

Been here a while then?

Oh, no.

Um, I was here and then I left.

And then I came back a few weeks ago.

Why is that?

It's a good question, actually.

Must be a man, eh, or what?

Oh, no.

♪ Not entirely.

♪ What do you think is going on between those two?

Taylor and the Sundance Kid.

(Chaya chuckles) You mean, a young woman doing her job?

Is she not allowed to have male friends?

Oh, it's not his gender I have an issue with.

(Cameron) You were right.

She's definitely not your regular shrink.

(Taylor) I told you.

You headed back now?

(Cameron) I actually got a few things to do in town, so I was thinking of hanging around a couple of nights.

-Did you book a follow-up?

-What?

(Taylor) What, you think one consult is going to change anything?

(Cameron) Hey.

Is that what I am to you, a problem to solve?

(Taylor) No.

No, that's not what I meant.

I just mean that, I don't know, you're my client.

(Cameron) Client?

Jesus, you gotta buy a fella a drink first.

(Taylor laughs) (Taylor) Come on.

You know I like you.

Hey, I don't know if you're, like, busy, or whatever, but tomorrow night we're having a party for Leonie, if you want to come.

(Cameron) Okay.

-It's a date.

-No, it's not.

It's a birthday party.

As friends.

As mates.

Idiot.

(Cameron) Righto.

If you insist, "mate."

♪ -You're uninvited.

-Nuh, too late now.

Just a couple of mates hanging out.

(Taylor laughs) ♪ (indistinct chatter) (sheep bleating) (Chaya) So how did her husband die?

(Pete) I couldn't get him in for a checkup and then lost him to a STEMI.

Tried to revive him on board but no luck.

(Chaya) I'm sorry.

That's awful.

(Pete) Yeah.

(knocking) Hey, Rob, it's Pete.

(knocking) You there, Rob?

(Chaya) Might've gone into town.

(Pete) Ah, the ute's still here.

♪ She could've taken the cruiser, I guess.

(soft, tense music) (dog barks) ♪ Rosie.

(whistles, Rosie barks) Come here, girl.

♪ Hey.

Where's Mum?

(Chaya) Hey, Rosie.

♪ (Rosie barks) ♪ -What is it?

-Um...I don't know.

♪ (Robyn) Ahh... (Pete) Oh, Rob.

-You okay?

-Hey, how did you get here?

-Are you okay?

-It's just my foot's stuck.

(Pete) Um, all right.

(Robyn) Ow!

Ow, yep, it's pretty sore.

(Pete) All right, just nice and still.

-Oh.

-I'll go grab the gear.

-Yep.

-Ah.

(Pete) All right, let's try and get this the other way.

(Robyn) Okay.

(Chaya) Can I have this finger?

(Robyn) Oh, yeah.

(Chaya) Thank you.

(Robyn) Thanks.

(Pete) Okay.

All right.

So, head, neck, chest seem good.

(Chaya) SATs 99, heart rate 85.

She's a little bit hypertensive.

It could be a bleed.

Right, Rob, I might get you down on your back.

-Can you see where Wayne's at?

-Yep.

(Pete) You're all right.

Just nice and gentle.

-Oh.

-You're all right.

(Pete) There we go.

-Chuck this under you.

-Okay.

(Pete) You all right?

Here we go.

Okay, I'm just going to check your belly for you.

(Robyn) I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Oh.

(Pete) What were you doing up there?

Patching the roof.

(chuckles) Ged'd be laughing.

He deals with ten years of drought and I'm done in by a bit of rain.

Why don't you get Ruffy to help you?

I let him go.

I couldn't keep him on anymore.

So who's out here with you now?

Just me.

-Oh!

-Oh, all right.

You might have a bit of bleeding there, Rob.

-Ah.

-We're going to have to get you into hospital for a better look.

(Robyn) I'm all right.

I'm all right.

I don't need to go in.

You sound like someone I know.

(footsteps approaching) (Chaya) Wayne's not available.

Try Eliza and Graham?

Beautiful Eliza.

Did she come back?

Hey?

Yeah.

You two shacked up yet or what?

(Pete) Now you just rest, Rob.

I'll, um, I'll give them a try.

♪ Yeah, I'll see what Leonie can do.

♪ (cell phone rings) -Hello?

-Hey.

Sorry to bother you.

-You got a second?

-Yeah.

I'm just here with Robyn.

She's fallen off the roof.

Oh, my God.

Is she all right?

(Pete) Yeah.

Right flank tenderness and bruising.

Hypotensive.

It could be a kidney bleed.

Mira and Wayne are full up.

Is there any chance you and Graham could swing by Angwilla?

I'm still at 12 Mile.

How long for, do you reckon?

That's a really good question.

Ursula, how far now?

Not far now.

Really couldn't say.

(soft, tense music) Oh, there they are.

Pete, I have to go.

Uh, but I'll talk to Graham and give you a call back later, okay?

♪ Where's Doreen?

♪ Where's Auntie Dor?

(girl) She's gone.

With Aunt Daisy up river.

Oh, she's gone back to the campsite.

The women must have come and picked her up.

How did she seem?

♪ Hello?

You gonna answer the lady doctor?

(girl) She's been sick.

How far is the campsite?

In minutes, I mean.

About 45.

Right.

(Ursula) Here, come on, get in.

I'll just let the pilot know we're going to be late.

♪ (Pete) Eliza and Graham are still at 12 Mile.

Did you have any luck with Leonie?

Uh, nothing for at least four hours.

She's got an ambo from Cobar.

What do you reckon, Rob?

How about a road trip into town?

I don't want any fuss, okay?

I'm okay.

Are you really going to give me that, after what happened to Ged?

Because I don't want to have to make the same call to your kids that I made to you.

-What about Rosie?

-Don't worry about Rosie.

I'll get Ruffy to pick Rosie up.

I just... (soft, somber music) I've barely left the station since Ged died.

♪ I can't face people without him.

♪ Well, we're not leaving without you, Rob.

♪ (Ursula) And that's Auntie Doreen with the yellow jacket.

Hi, Aunt.

Hey, this is the lady doctor from the RFDS.

She's come to check you out.

(Eliza) Hi.

My name is Eliza.

Is it all right if I have a look at your head?

Yep.

Thank you.

Oh.

Okay, okay.

(whispers indistinctly) Okay.

Now, can I just shine a little light in your... How do I say "eyes"?

-Meeki.

-Meekis.

Okay, just look straight ahead at me.

Has there been any dizziness or sickness?

Yeah.

Doreen, your meekis look good, but I really want to take you to hospital to have some scans.

It could be serious if you don't.

(speaks indigenous language) Mm-hm.

I don't understand.

She could have a brain injury, and these things can worsen overnight.

(Ursula) Yeah, well, she just wants traditional healing.

(indistinct chatter) Elders don't trust hospitals.

People go in and they don't come back.

They think they're being sent there to die.

Plus, back in the old days, bad things had happened.

Kids would get taken away.

Also, elders are the most stubborn people on Earth.

(Eliza) So what's that?

Kalthika.

Emu bush.

The oil is good, strong medicine.

And the smoke is cleansing, you know, keep bad spirits and illness away.

Good healing for the spirit and the mind... (soft music) And for the injury.

♪ You see the lemongrass for the headdress, see, sister girl's making there, and that lemongrass tea is like aspirin for headaches.

(Eliza) How long does it take?

♪ (Ursula) It's a process.

Can't rush it.

♪ (Eliza) Well, my shift ended an hour ago.

And if she won't come in, then I'll stay here to monitor her.

♪ -Really?

-Yeah.

(indistinct chatter continues) You can't rush it.

(Ursula) All right.

If you're going to stay here, then I'm going to get dinner ready.

(Eliza) I'll prep the stretcher in case I can change her mind.

(Ursula) Ha!

Good luck.

Oh, my God.

(laughing) What is that?

(Ursula) Dinner.

Shame to waste a good feed.

(chuckles) Here, you girls.

Come and grab it.

(controls beeping) (Clifford groaning) This is hectic.

-Uh, do you want suction?

-No, no, Matty.

You sit down.

I've got it.

(Clifford grunting) (soft, tense music) ♪ Here we go.

Here we go.

♪ -Matty, four more of Ondans.

-Yep.

Wayne, I'm going to need seatbelts on for landing.

(Wayne) Yeah, one second.

You're okay, Brad.

-Matty, grab me the blanket.

-Yep.

I can go into a holding pattern.

(Wayne) Nuh, let's just get there.

♪ Copy.

(button beeps) -Feeling better, Brad?

-Yeah.

-All right.

-Wayne?

Yeah, yep.

Hang on.

♪ Oh!

Shit.

-Are you okay?

-Yep.

-No.

He hit his head.

-No, no, I'm okay.

-I'm okay.

-Are you sure?

(Wayne) Yeah.

Let's just get there.

♪ Oh my God.

(buttons click, beep) ♪ (Chaya) She asleep?

(soft music) (Pete) Yeah, she's out.

♪ I'll head in with the ambos.

I'm fine to drive back myself.

I should have told you.

I'm sorry.

It was a one-time thing.

It really was.

(Chaya) Right, that a patient 200ks away knew about.

(sighs) Did you not tell me 'cause you still have feelings for her?

-No.

-Is this why her running the review has been such a problem?

No.

I don't.

And it isn't.

(cell phone rings) -Grae.

-Hello, Tiger.

Eliza is hanging at 12 Mile.

Told me to come to you.

My ETA is about 20.

If you're ready to scoop and run, we can beat the next front.

(soft, tense music) Fuck.

Uh...

I didn't check, did I?

Um, I called Cobar direct, and we're already roaded.

How far away are you?

(Pete) Oh, almost at the highway.

I'm so sorry.

I... (Graham) What happened to better communication?

I know.

I'm sorry.

We're turning around now.

♪ Mate... Shit.

♪ (soft music) ♪ (Chaya) There you go, Rob.

You're all set.

(machinery beeping) (Robyn) Thank you.

Hey, just watch out for roos on your drive back.

Yeah.

How are we looking?

Sorry, mate, crosswinds now.

Got to wait for it to turn before we go.

You doing okay?

(Pete) Hey, me?

Ah, don't worry about me, Rob.

Can I ask you something?

Are you out there 'cause you want to be or... are you out there for Ged?

If I let go of the farm, it's like he was never here.

(soft music) Maybe it was... Ged that knocked you off.

Telling you to slow down, look after yourself for change.

Has it gotten any easier for you since Nate and Rhiannon died?

♪ Nah.

♪ Not really.

No.

♪ (laughter) (Doreen) No, they're not called Jack cakes.

They're called Johnny cakes.

I'll show you how to make 'em one day.

-I'd really love that.

-Yeah, that'd be good.

(woman) Would you like some emu steak?

(Eliza) Oh, yes, please.

Oops.

(woman) Just melts in your mouth, you know what I mean?

-Thank you.

-Mm.

(Doreen) We're all getting hungry here.

-We're all hungry.

-Whoa.

(Doreen) It's not too tough?

(Eliza) It's delicious.

(Doreen) Good.

(Ursula chuckles) (Eliza) Mm.

(Ursula) You're mad.

-You are.

-I'm mad?

I'm not the one who put an emu in the back of the troopy.

(laughing) (Ursula) You got to fry it, eh.

So you staying or what?

Wayne's run off his feet.

Poor bugger.

Be nice to, like, get to know a doctor.

We get a new doctor every second week.

Thanks, bub.

(Eliza) Honestly...I'm not sure.

(Ursula) What?

Dependin' on that man?

♪ (Eliza) Not necessarily.

(indistinct chatter) ♪ Hey.

Don't worry.

Kandinya wiimpatja got you, girl.

-Kandinya... -Ancestors.

♪ (indistinct chatter, laughter) ♪ We're going to have to sort you out a swag.

(Eliza) We're sleeping outside?

♪ (Ursula) Auntie is.

♪ You going to monitor her?

(Eliza) What about snakes?

(Ursula) Don't worry about it.

Camp dogs will protect you.

(girl) Or eat ya.

♪ (Ursula) One or the other.

♪ (laughing) ♪ (Mira sighs) (Matty) I've got the ultrasound set up.

You want me to check you?

How did you know?

Not even that wind would make you vomit.

(machine beeping) So was this a surprise or... Well, it definitely wasn't planned.

(Matty) Oh, I knew it.

I knew you weren't okay.

(Mira) Oh, says you who smacked your head on the roof.

Are you okay?

Let me see.

(Wayne) Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

-Oh!

-It's okay.

-My God.

-What about you?

-I'm okay.

-Yeah?

(Matty) Oi.

(device beeping steadily) (fetal heartbeat) There's a good heartbeat.

And I reckon you're nearly 12 weeks.

(exhales) (soft music) ♪ (Wayne) What do you reckon?

♪ (Mira) I reckon it might be time to tell Graham.

♪ (Wayne) Yeah?

(Mira) Yep.

♪ (Leonie sighs) ♪ Hey.

Is Robyn all right?

I think so.

Peter's gone to the hospital with her.

(sighs) This is the only brand you want to know about, from 30 years of experience on dusty airstrips.

Thanks.

(Graham) So I know that tomorrow is a milestone that may or may not rhyme with "nifty," and I thought we should at least need to have a quiet drink to celebrate.

Mm, or commiserate.

Let's go for commemorate.

Okay.

(indistinct chatter) (Graham) Well, you survived then.

(Leonie) What's going on with you lot?

(Mira) Well... (Matty) I'm a godfather.

I mean, sorry.

That's your news.

I should have, um, you should deliver that.

-What?

-It's true.

(Graham) That's bloody fantastic.

(Leonie) Oh, my God.

-That's wonderful news.

-You're not pissed off?

(Graham) Why would I be pissed off?

(Mira) You're always pissed off.

(Graham) Yeah, but not about this.

(laughs) (Leonie) I'm so happy for you.

(Wayne) How'd you get back?

Where's Eliza?

(Graham) Oh, she's camped out at 12 Mile with the aunties.

(Wayne) Oh, wow.

(soft music) (indistinct chatter, laughter) ♪ ♪ (birds screeching) Morning.

Morning.

How'd you sleep?

Actually, the best sleep I've had in years.

Okay.

Well, I have more good news for you.

Auntie Doreen said she'd go back into town with you.

She likes you.

And you wanna look out, 'cause these aunties will claim you, they'll have you living out here full time, nummas out and all.

What's "nummas"?

♪ (laughing) ♪ (dance music) (Pete) Evening, all.

(Chaya) Rob, what?

-How are you feeling?

-Much better.

Thanks to you lot.

(Chaya) Oh, that's great to hear.

(Robyn) They said one more scan tomorrow, then I can go home.

(Pete) Yeah, but they gave her a hall pass tonight, so I thought we'd do a bit of shopping and... (Chaya) Ah, well, you look gorgeous.

Could have made him buy a new shirt, though.

(Pete) Oh, fair enough, hey?

How about a drink?

Rob, you still got one good kidney, don't you?

(Robyn) I'll stick to the lemonade, thanks.

All right, do you want a... -Sounds good.

-All right.

♪ So I heard you adopted a camp dog.

(laughs) I think he adopted me.

♪ Hey, I'm going to tell them I can't do the review.

I think you're right.

It's too weird.

No, I want you to do it.

It's not about me, is it?

It's about our patients getting the best care, and you are the best person to figure that out.

♪ So no conflict of interest?

♪ -Is there for you?

-No.

No, um, I guess not.

♪ Me neither.

♪ -Here he is.

-G'day, Pete.

-All the way from Dubbo.

-Cheers.

(Pete) Um, she's right there.

(Taylor) Hey.

Oh, my God.

What are you doing here?

(Darren) I just thought I'd surprise Leonie.

And you.

-Surprised?

-Yes.

Oh, sorry.

-This is... -Cameron.

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

G'day.

(Darren) Hey, Darren.

Nice to meet you.

(Cameron) Good to meet you.

Hey, I'll get us a drink, Tay.

You want anything?

(Darren) Uh, yeah.

A beer would be great.

Cheers.

♪ Is that the bull rider?

Oh, doesn't he live out at Tilpa or something?

(Taylor) Yeah, yeah, he just-- he had some stuff to do in town.

(Darren) Huh.

(Taylor) I am so glad you're here.

I missed you.

We gotta celebrate you being a big brother.

♪ (Darren) What?

♪ -Oh.

-Shut up, Shut up.

Everybody shut your mouth.

Listen, she's coming, don't screw this up.

I love you all so much.

Thank you for coming.

This is perfect.

Don't screw this up.

Let's go.

(indistinct chatter) I'm so sorry.

(Graham) The original Broken Hill Brewery was built here on top of a well.

(Leonie) This is a surprise party, isn't it?

(Graham) No.

Why would you... (Leonie sighs) No.

Bugger.

Don't tell Matty I ruined it.

(laughs, cries) Are you okay?

(soft music) Yeah, I'm... ♪ I just... ♪ I just feel like I don't know what I feel like or who I feel like.

You're Leonie Smith.

And we just want to celebrate you, whatever version of her you are.

♪ I can take you home.

♪ Nah.

Screw it.

♪ Thanks.

(laughs) ♪ (group) Surprise!

(celebratory music) ♪ (woman) ♪ What's the sense in sharing this one and only life ♪ ♪ Ending up just another lost and lonely wife ♪ ♪ You count up the years and they will be filled with tears ♪ ♪ (Wayne) Hey, when did you get here?

-I just... -Hi!

(Darren) Only about a minute before I heard you're having a baby.

♪ (Mira) Yeah.

What do you reckon?

(Darren) Hey, congratulations.

(Robyn squealing) -Hello, Ro.

-Oh, it's so good to see you.

I'm sorry.

(woman) ♪ Say I wanna leave a hundred times a day ♪ (Pete) Are you still cranky with me or what?

(Chaya) Ah, I don't care who you slept with, to be honest, but I do have one, um, one serious question.

Uh, you know, who do you want to hang out with now?

♪ Well, I'm quite fond of this spot, actually.

(Chaya) Huh.

Really?

♪ (woman) ♪ My man and me ♪ (Eliza) Hi.

♪ How are you doing?

You okay?

(Leonie) I'm not sure.

♪ I'm sorry about the other day.

(Eliza) Oh, it's totally fine.

Are you--are you okay?

Are you overwhelmed?

♪ (Leonie) Entirely.

♪ (Eliza) Well, I'm here if you need an escape plan.

(Matty) Good evening, theys, gays, straights, and mates.

Tonight's in-flight snack is...me.

(cheering, marveling, applause) We are all gathered here tonight to celebrate the hottest operations manager in all the greater Southeast, Leonie Smith!

(applause, cheering) (Leonie) Thank you.

Thank you.

(Matty and group) ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ ♪ Happy birthday, dear Lee-lee ♪ ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ (cheering, applause) (soft music) ♪ ♪ ♪