(Series 16, ep.45) You only have to look at Elliot Hope and you want to give him a cuddle. He always seems a bit sad, a bit lost, a bit too nice for the world. Just in case this isn’t obvious enough, he has an adorable sidekick of a dog called Gary (#RIP Samson) which he brings to work to cheer up the geriatric ward in his spare moments when he’s not saving lives on Darwin. Or in lifts.
You couldn’t hurt a lovely man like that unless you were Jac Naylor and Selfie had offered you the career leap you’d always wanted. Even so, Jac wasn’t comfortable with sticking the knife between the shoulder blades of her former mentor. It even made her cry to tell him that she was now the face of the Herzig project, which had been his ever since he concocted the Herzig 1 out of twigs and pine cones in the wet lab. “It shouldn’t have been you who took this from me,” Elliot said, in a scene of Shakespearean tragedy proportions (Elliot was part King Lear, part Julius Caesar and Jac was part Cordelia and part Lady Macbeth). Technically it was the odious Selfie who took it from him (“Guy wants consistency… brand”), but of course Selfie was keeping such a low profile that he’s probably face down under a filing cabinet in the basement.
The upshot is that, as usual, Nobody Likes Jac. And Gary chewed up her presentation pen (a gift from Selfie) – before she even got a chance to show it to Digby and Zosia. They love a good pen, those two.
Digby and Zosia were having a day off (hangovers, probably), leaving Dominic to do his cute/cheeky thing on his own on Keller. The main story on Keller was that Sacha was trying to progress his relationship with Essie by getting her to meet his daughters. She wasn’t keen. “When are you going to tell your Jewish children I’m related to a Nazi?” she asked him and it’s a reasonable question, but I imagine all Sacha heard was the voice of Chrissie, who’d always been too good for him (in her own mind). Patient of the week was George from George and Mildred, whose toe had fallen off.
Meanwhile, guest artiste of the week on AAU was Helen Flanagan, formerly Coronation Street’s minx extraordinaire, Rosie Webster. She’s still doing the pouting thing. Fletch had “found” her in Albie’s and got her a job by “pulling a few strings” with the largely fictional HR department. Fluid staffing configurations etc. I’m not sure whether she was actually a qualified nurse, but I presume she must have been. She didn’t go down well with Colette, what with the pouting and everything, and then a mobile phone went missing and latex gloves were used on a patient who was allergic to latex. Fingers (non-latex-covered) were pointed at Helen Flanagan and she had to be “let go” by Colette and Fletch. I did quite enjoy her turn as basically Rosie Webster in scrubs, and I’m still very much enjoying Fletch’s work.
Next time: Digby is still worried about Zosia; Dr Posh’s dad Billy Posh irritates Dr Smug; and Mr T!