The problem was that Elliott, as we know, hasn’t been well. He’s been dropping things, falling over and getting tetchy. He’s had an MRI. He’s looked at the results in a troubled manner. It’s something scary and big, and it’s not what you want when there’s a ground-breaking, life-saving piece of kit to showcase and Selfie is relying on you to sell it to the world.
It all culminated in Elliott going wobbly in the middle of doing the operation, just at the point where the machines were going beep. It was all going to go horribly wrong! Elliott’s life’s work would be in ruins! If only there was someone who could take over…
Then she arrived, like a Venus in scrubs – Jac Naylor, straight off the plane from Stockholm and into a Darwin theatre like she’d never been away. Jonny asked her why she came back. “Something isn’t right,” was her reply. Elliott hadn’t been replying to her messages, Mo was sounding concerned – Jac had the idea Elliott might need her.
So she saved the patient’s life, gave a brilliant presentation and the orders for the H5 were soon rolling in. She really is magnificent.
More important to her was Elliott’s health: “Despite my cold and passive exterior I am moderately fond of you,” she told him. In fact she showed just how fond she is of him when he was being wheeled off for an MRI scan and Jac wanted to go with him rather than give the Herzig presentation. My, how she’s changed.
Rather worryingly as far as I’m concerned, it seems she’s caught the eye of the odious Selfie. I do not want to see a romance developing between those two, but I fear that’s where we’re headed. He’s impressed with her surgery and presentation skills (a turnaround from thinking she had “the people skills of the Ebola virus”), and she’ll be impressed when he saves Elliott’s life, as it turns out Elliott has a probably benign but needs-to-be-out tumour that Selfie is pretty confident he can remove.
While Elliott was having a traumatic time upstairs, down in AAU it was a bit of a day for Serena, too. She was about to be sued by a relative of that man who jumped off the roof, Selfie was on at her for something or other, she had a patient with puzzling symptoms – and to top it all off, she had to look after her mother by giving her a bed in AAU and expecting her not to go AWOL at any point. I think we have to leave the ethics of doing this in the bay marked “artistic license,” because the point was Serena’s conflict at wanting to do the best for her mum while also wishing it was a problem she didn’t have to face (once again some beautiful work from Catherine Russell and Sandra Voe).
This is a story that can’t have a happy ending, and at the end of the episode, while Serena had managed to sort out her legal difficulties and had gained Selfie’s respect, things with her mother took on a worse turn when her mother hit out at her in the car park.
Darwin wasn’t the only place for broken hearts this week, because Zosia was nursing one on Keller, and it was her own. Jesse was ignoring her calls, and Zosia was so upset she started smoking. Luckily she had Dominic on hand to go “Ugh!” and deter her from the evil weed. She also had Digby, everybody’s consolation nerd, but he rejected her when she pounced on him because he’s going out with Marine Maria and he’s a very, very nice man.
Next time: Smug/Posh/Barf; Jac tries to help Elliot out; and Elliot puts himself in Selfie’s hands.