(Series 16, ep. 51) In an episode where I was equally interested in all three wards/stories (not something I can say every week), I’m going to start with Keller, and the glory that is Dr Dominic Copeland. I know not everyone agrees with me, but I love him to bits. He’s sweet, adorable, bitchy and quite possibly just as messed up as Dr Zosia March, though he manifests this by pouting a lot and having the odd Psycho-Dom moment rather than self-harming with alcohol and drugs and emoting in the Linden Cullen Memorial Shrubbery.
“I know what you need,” Sacha told him. “Sex… money… an entourage?” said Dominic (I do like his thinking), but Sacha’s thinking was that Dominic needs love. Sacha needs love, too, but Essie is away in Germany reconnecting with her roots (and with someone on Facebook called Heiko, which freaked me out a bit because that’s my husband’s name and he’s German and 42 as well. He’s not a lawyer and he doesn’t like The Hoff, though, so it’s not him. Phew).
Luckily for Dominic, the next patient through the door happened to be the brother of Kyle (formerly Pale Thin Nurse Nicky Van Barr), who “may be a vacuous northern nurse,” according to Dominic, but he’s a darn cute VNN. Dom decided to pounce for a kiss in the Linden Cullen Memorial Shrubbery (such a romantic setting), but his advances were temporarily repelled. Kyle is a sensible, persistent chap though, and later on he told Dominic he thought they should start afresh and get to know each other better.
In a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it moment, Dominic revealed that Psycho-Dom is still alive and well by mentioning that the One Who Broke His Heart (Malick) is dead, which as far as we know he isn’t. Dominic just can’t resist adding a bit of drama, can he?
There was a lot of drama taking place on AAU – or rather, in a boardroom somewhere, because it was the day of Dr Harry Posh’s hearing about his apparent mistake t’other week that almost killed a patient. I found myself totally rooting for Harry, not just because he looks bloody good in a suit (I know, I’m so shallow), but because he was completely innocent and had been set up by Dr Raf Not-So-Smug-Now. As well as this, Harry revealed at several points what a good doctor he is/could be. Amy told Selfie what was what, but it took Raf going to pieces in theatre (again with shades of Linden Cullen as his homophobic religious patient kept mentioning that God sees everything) before he confessed to Serena. Harry is now reinstated and Selfie has sent Raf home. Obviously he’ll be fired immediately, yes? Struck off and that? Um… no. Selfie is going to cover it all up for reasons best known to himself, one of them possibly being that the more people who owe you favours, the more powerful you are.
The shock news on Darwin was that Prof Elliot Hope has taken up painting, and everyone agrees he’s not very good at it. Bless him, he’s lining up hobbies for his retirement, which now seems to be closer than he once thought it was on account of the Herzig being wrestled out of his hands. Jac was trying so hard to be friendly with him, but he’s not having it. Nor was he having much of Adele and her relentlessly chirpy attempts to reassure him that he’s the finest heart surgeon in the whole of the known universe. He did benefit from an absolutely lovely patient, Mr Lu (the one Serena and Adele cured from snoring via the medium of Katy Perry), who needed the kind of ninja-level surgery that Elliot specialises in. And Adele cleaned out a spare room that nobody had really noticed before for Elliot to use as an office. It even has a window. Oh, the luxury.
Next time: Zosia’s behaviour worries Dig and Dom again; Elliot has a new project and it’s not painting; and Mary-Claire is back!