Call the Midwife

Mature Jennifer (V.O.

): The word "promise" means so many things and offers up so much.

"Promise" is a noun, a verb, and a virtue.

It speaks of covenants and of reassurance.

It tells us of good things to come.

A promise can be made or given.

It can be broken or kept.

Binding or fragile, earthly or solemn, it can be divine or unutterably human.

Apparently, when I was christened, I screamed my head off the whole way through the service.

[Laughter] I don't remember it, of course.

But... I'll remember this.

It is special.

And it deserves celebration.

So, may God bless you and keep you always.

But this is your Bible, Cyril.

It's the one you brought from British Guyana.

It came with me on my journey, so it's only right you have it at the start of yours.

Nurse Crane: Go straight to Mrs.

Kovacs with these aids.

Occupational therapy kept her waiting long enough!

How long has she had multiple sclerosis?

Five years, according to her notes.

I'll read them before I set off.

Sister Veronica: You're not setting off anywhere till I'm sure you've fixed that box to your bicycle correctly.

Nurse Clifford is perfectly capable of managing the straps.

Nurse Veronica: With respect, Nurse Crane, it was you who encouraged me to go on the Prevention of Accidents course.

Trixie: Nurse Crane?

Before you get started, the roster may need recalibrating.

St.

Cuthbert's have called and they are short-staffed yet again.

They have asked if one of our midwives might be seconded to Maternity.

Is that usual?

More usual than it ought to be.

Nurse Crane: Is this Sister Brooks asking again?

Sister Marcus.

I'm not sure we're familiar with her.

I wondered if you might oblige, Nurse Highland?

I know you enjoy hospital work.

I would only go if Nurse Crane is agreeable.

I'm agreeable enough.

As long you get in there and apprise them of their shortcomings vis a vis early discharge and... the incorrect management of sutures.

Sister Julienne: I will tell Sister Marcus to expect you.

[Child babbling] Sister Veronica: Oh!

Isn't he looking absolutely champion?

He's getting so bonny!

Oh, it's so lovely to be at this quieter point in his chemotherapy cycle.

We're on our way to feed the ducks at the river, but I've forgotten to bring the bread.

I don't suppose you'd mind watching him for a moment while I pop into the shop?

It would be an absolute pleasure.

Hello!

[Bells on door ring] Sister Marcus?

I'm Nurse Highland.

The only thing better than being punctual is being early.

A maternity ward must run like clockwork, or it doesn't run at all.

Babies do tend to turn up when they want to!

Indeed.

But we have two ladies booked in for induction tomorrow that at least we can prepare for.

Our senior midwives are all on the delivery ward this morning.

I need you to supervise Mr.

Parry's antenatal clinic.

Of course, Sister Marcus.

I always enjoy clinic work on the district.

This is nothing like the district.

Good morning!

I'm here to see Mrs.

Vera Kovacs.

Please do come in.

Rosalind: Nurse Clifford.

Pleasure to meet you.

This is my husband, Laszlo.

We fled Hungary together during the revolution and he's been by my side ever since.

He comes home every day at lunchtime to take me for a walk.

But I am too exhausted today.

Laszlo: Tomorrow will be better.

And if it isn't, I will carry you in my arms down the road, just so you can see the sun.

Look after her, please, Nurse.

She's my treasure.

I absolutely shall.

[Hungarian] Szervusz.

Szervusz.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?

Agata Balassa.

My cousin who came from Hungary to help me around the house.

I always say God sent her.

Mrs.

Yeats: I've been here an hour!

My urine's not even been tested yet!

Midwife: We're very short-staffed today so we can only test one urine sample at a time.

Well, then, I'll test it myself!

Come on, girls, who else is sick of waiting?

Woman: Come on, we'll do it ourself.

[Overlapping talk] [Clapping] All right, ladies!

Stop what you're doing and take a seat.

One more peep out of any of you, and you'll go to the bottom of today's list.

Now, I know you been waiting a long time, so I'm going to send for the tea trolley.

How does that sound?

Tea and biscuits, all round, free of charge!

[Women talking excitedly] [Exhales] It is so frustrating not to be able to do the small things.

You start to feel like half a person, and you worry other people see you like that too.

Your husband certainly doesn't.

He seems utterly devoted.

This hand does seem a little stiff still.

I'll refer you back to the physiotherapist.

Mrs.

Kovacs, what's this?

Oh, I lost my grip on a cup of tea.

I couldn't really feel it at the time.

That's possibly because of your condition.

It's showing signs of infection.

We'll need to dress it every day.

Pop up onto the couch for me, Mrs.

Hudson.

Miss.

But I generally just go by Eileen.

You gave a good account of yourself out there, Nurse.

I was raised to take no nonsense.

So was I. Number one rule in life I was told: give as good as you get and never back down.

As long as you do it with a smile.

Only three weeks until your due date.

How are preparations going for Baby's arrival?

They don't normally ask that.

I'm on a budget, but I have been knitting.

And have there been any changes since your last appointment?

Yes, nurse.

I, er... went to the lav just after I got here.

Is this fresh blood?

Yeah.

[Laughing] Ah... I've just been in the stockroom and none of those old papers has been cleared out.

I found these old comics.

They're great.

Reggie!

The whole point of a spring clean is to make space!

They can't stay here.

You'll have to think of something else.

Mr.

Parry: I shall arrange for Miss Hudson to have a soft-tissue X-ray and she must be admitted to the ward.

You mean stay in?

How long for?

Mr.

Parry: Well, let's see what the X-ray tells us, but we should assume for the remainder of your pregnancy.

There's something wrong with the baby, isn't there?

Honey, let's not jump to conclusions.

I can't stay in!

I haven't got anything with me!

Is there no one who could pop in with a nightdress and some toiletries?

I'm doing this on my own, Nurse.

The hospital has gowns.

I'll make sure you're kitted out.

Oh...!

I didn't mean to wake you.

I found some of Nurse Clifford's favourite tulips on the market and I wanted to give her a surprise.

Young love was ever thus.

I'm also hoping to ask her for help with a sermon.

I've been asked to be a guest preacher at St.

Oswald's, and it's a different style to my own church.

As a Pentecostalist, do you wait for the Holy Spirit to move you?

Yes, usually.

Ah.

I have yearned for some Anglican clergy to do likewise.

I have been given a text from Paul, to start me off.

"For we walk by faith, not by sight."

That is from The Corinthians.

I would offer my assistance, but it is the voice of the fresh, nascent faith that you should heed.

Age has attenuated me.

You are the wisest soul I know.

I'm going to leave you to get on with your rest.

Rest is for the dissolute.

I am merely closing my eyes in pursuit of mental clarity.

Joyce: Good morning!

I thought I was doing well, being half an hour early.

I have been here half an hour already.

I always try to get ahead with rosters and notes before my shift begins, so I can concentrate on our patients.

I think of it as oiling the machine.

Is there anything you can assign to me?

I'm here to help.

I aim to become a ward sister too, one day.

I'm glad you used the word "one day."

I've been here 15 years, and I was passed over for promotion four times.

What made the difference, in the end?

Being exceptionally good at my job.

And persevering.

If you want to succeed, Nurse Highland, you will have to work harder than everyone else, get in earlier than everyone else, and oil that machine better than anyone else.

Can you do that?

I can try.

And I will try.

I'm trying already.

I know.

But make no mistake, they are looking for reasons not to promote women like us.

Whatever else you do, do not stick your head above the parapet.

Rosalind: Say "ouch" if I hurt you.

Burns can be very painful.

No, you have a very gentle touch, Nurse.

Well, one way and another, I change a lot of dressings.

And I handle a lot of babies.

Watching a child come into the world must be a most magical thing.

I hoped for so long to have my own child.

But life is sweet in so many other ways.

Mr.

Parry: Soft tissue X-ray of the uterus reveals grade 3 placenta praevia, with the placenta lying completely over the os when closed and up to three fingers dilation.

Is that bad?

It's... not optimal, due to the risk of haemorrhage.

We'll perform a Caesarean section as soon as you reach 38 weeks.

Bed rest in the meantime, and I will see you daily.

A Caesarean section?

They cut you open.

It takes months to recover.

I can't have that, Nurse!

I know it's not what you want.

But you're in the best place.

Mr.

Parry's going to look after you, and so am I.

Agata?

Agata...?

Why were you eating from the bin?

I was not eating.

You are mistaken.

I have a tea cake in my bag.

Would you like it?

Here.

I thought I might fancy a snack, but I'm not hungry.

Agata, have you hurt your arm?

No.

It is nothing.

Please, you must go now.

I'm afraid I won't leave until you let me look at it.

You have a burn that's turning septic.

You must come to the doctor and get it treated.

No, I cannot go to the doctor.

Vera: Agata!

Why not?

Vera: Agata!

I want you.

Because I do not leave this house!

Joyce: I have your iron pills, Miss Hudson.

Twice a day, on Mr.

Parry's orders.

He certainly gives plenty of them.

I hate using bedpans.

I can't get any sleep.

And this hospital nightie's rubbing my neck red raw.

[Crying] I'm sorry.

My Auntie Moira always said big girls don't cry.

Scared girls cry.

Tired ones, too.

You've had a tough couple of days.

I was feeling all gung-ho and can-do about bringing up a baby on me own, and... now I'm just lying here thinking about it... I'm terrified!

Who's Auntie Moira?

Will she be on hand to help?

She brought me up after my mum passed away.

Never had any children of her own.

I didn't have a mother of my own.

So, you filled each other's gaps.

I was raised by my grandmother.

I understand how it works.

Do you understand how it can... not work?

You were each other's everything.

Then you grew up and wanted more?

And I only got half of what I hoped for.

A baby and no wedding ring.

She wanted me to go away to have it and then give it up.

I said no.

You were entitled to say no.

She called me a tart.

I wouldn't mind, only she works at a club called Ostrich a Go-Go.

They have strippers.

She swore she'd never speak to me again.

And we left it at that.

Shelagh: Hello, Christopher.

[TV playing] Did you all have a lovely time together?

[TV playing] Teddy: We're watching Blue Peter.

Oh... Tell you what, Reg.

Spring cleaning ain't for the faint-hearted.

I reckon we've earned a shandy down at the Hand and Shears.

I can't.

I'm busy.

[TV playing] Doing what?

Making a time capsule.

Rosalind: I saw Agata eating out of the bin, Miss Higgins.

And not only was that burn extremely infected, she says she's not allowed to leave the house.

I have nothing under her surname, "Balassa."

And she's not registered at the Kovacs' address.

Without an address, I can't locate her local hospital number.

She may not have one.

But she needs medical attention, Miss Higgins.

Can we register her with this practice and arrange a home visit?

[Sighs] I can set her up as a temporary patient using the Kovacs' address.

But if her relatives are mistreating her as you describe, you may need to think carefully before you intervene, lest it render her situation even worse.

I don't think it could be much worse.

Joyce: Sister... Eileen Hudson's blood pressure seems a little high.

What's the reading?

130 over 90.

I believe anxiety is to blame.

She's distressed about her family situation and worried about bringing up her child alone.

It's good to take note of these things.

But this is a very busy ward and we have to focus on the medical issues.

We always have time for a few kind words, but we don't have time for emotional involvement.

What'd you do that for?

Violet will go absolutely spare!

Reginald Jackson!

I need the tin... for my time capsule.

[Scoffs] Well, that is all well and good, but did it have to be my button tin?

You said we needed to make more space.

I don't think I've ever known dinner to be so quiet.

They're writing lists of things to put into their time capsule.

They're making one just like on Blue Peter.

It's captured their imagination ever so much.

Daddy, do you think there will be doctors in year 2000?

Teddy: Of course there will.

But they'll be robots!

And they'll use rocket launchers to fly to their appointments.

May: No, they won't.

They'll just beam themselves everywhere, like they do in Star Trek.

Well, I hope we'll still have some humans as doctors in the future.

Why?

Dr.

Turner: Well, because people often keep quiet about what's bothering them.

You need human ears to hear that.

[Rotary dialling] [Line trilling] Moira: [Phone] Poplar 7982.

Who's speaking, please?

Eileen, is that you?

Well, if it is, there is nothing I've got to say to you.

[Hangs up] [Dial tone] [Sighs] This feels lovely.

Is it a hospital one?

I found it at Nonnatus House.

It's been freshly laundered.

Did you have some breakfast this morning?

They brought it 'round ever so early.

Soggy cornflakes.

I couldn't face it.

I can't say I blame you.

I'll find you a couple of rounds of toast.

Sister Marcus: Did I hear the word "toast"?

None for you, I'm afraid.

You have your operation this afternoon.

Why?

Has something else gone wrong?

Mr.

Parry's unhappy with your blood pressure.

Vera is not here.

I know.

I saw them leave for their midday walk.

I've come to dress the burn on your arm.

Agata: Vera must not know.

It will make her angry.

You not receiving the care you need makes me angry, Agata.

But also, if you can tell me how this happened, it might help us to decide what we should do.

Vera threw the water at me from the kettle.

[Crying] She hurt me.

She hurts me all the time.

Rosalind: Agata, can you tell me why Vera would do this to you?

She wants me to have a baby.

Why does she want you to have a baby?

Not for me.

For her.

She cannot, so I must.

But when I bleed, she hits me.

So, you aren't pregnant now?

I wish yes, so he will stop.

But I think no... so he keeps on.

He...?

Who is he?

Laszlo.

They say I belong to them.

That all is permitted.

None of this is permitted.

This is rape.

Have you ever tried to run away?

I have no papers.

They took my passport, and... I-I have no money.

Because they don't pay you?

Agata, have you ever asked anyone for help?

I think that I am asking now.

Doyen's retractor, please.

[Monitor beeping] BP rising.

[Monitor beeping] Baby girl.

Time, please.

Two minutes past 2: 00.

Thank you.

[Baby crying] Perfect!

And now, we turn our attention to the delivery of our erstwhile adversary, the placenta.

Ergometrine, if you'd be so kind.

[Baby crying] [Baby crying] [Baby crying] Agata needs every kind of help, Cyril.

I can put her on the Nonnatus books as an antenatal patient, but we have to find her somewhere safe to live now, before she is injured again, before she is raped again, and before she actually gets pregnant!

Rosalind, you have to slow down.

I'll open a file on her straight away, but these things have to be done properly.

Can you get her into the women's hostel tonight?

It's full.

It's been full for two weeks.

I'm going to tell her to go there anyway.

[Door opens and closes] Agata, I will be quick, but I need you to listen.

Vera: Agata!

This is the address of a women's hostel.

They will take you in and you will be safe.

Nurse Crane: Sorry, ladies.

I just took a jug of lemon barley out to Reggie.

He's been digging like a navvy all afternoon.

Every child at the Nit Clinic was talking about time capsules.

They're even doing one at Jonty's school.

The headmaster has contacts at the Royal Mint, and it's going to include samples of every current bank note.

It's fascinating to try to think that far ahead.

I'll be 55 in the year 2000!

Monica Joan: I was 55 in the General Strike... or during the Abdication.

My recollections fade, but it matters not to God, for whom a thousand years is but a day.

Dr.

Turner: Oh, what's all this?

We having a jumble sale?

Daddy, it's for our time capsule!

Shelagh: I've had to remove a sachet of Angel Delight and a box of chocolate fingers that somehow made their way into the capsule.

Teddy: We might be hungry in the year 2000!

I think we should take a photo of us all together when we bury it, and one altogether when we dig it up.

We won't be together in the year 2000.

Christopher won't be in England anymore, will he?

That's right.

As soon as he's better, he's going home to Mummy in Hong Kong.

Baloo and I have had an idea about something to put in the 13th Poplar time capsule.

But what suggestions do you have, Pack?

We should bury a car, because in the year 2000 it will all be spaceships.

Children: Yeah!

Miss Higgins: Thank you, Neil, but I think we may struggle to get a car into a biscuit tin.

What we thought was that we would include a selection of Cub Scout badges, and each of you can write a letter about one of the badges and what you did to earn it.

Hands up, who thinks that's a good idea.

Nurse Crane: Thank you, Andrew!

Vera: But how much longer will it be?

She's young... and she's healthy.

She's not like me.

She should have conceived by now!

It will happen soon.

I will make sure of it.

[Door opens] Where are you going with those?

Downstairs, to soak them.

Do that.

And then come to me.

[Water sloshing] [Door opens] [Footsteps] Laszlo: Agata.

Come to me!

[Whimpering softly] Joyce: Eileen?

I was just coming to do your observations.

I didn't know you were awake.

Are you in a lot of pain?

I don't know where my baby is.

I thought it'd be in the cot where I could see it when I woke up.

[Sobbing] Didn't they get it out?

Honey, you've just had an operation so you're not thinking straight just yet.

You have a beautiful little girl and she's up in the nursery, giving you some peace and quiet.

A girl?

I need to see her, Nurse.

She might need me.

After I've checked you over, I'm going up to the nursery and I'll bring her down in a bassinet.

But only for five minutes, mind.

I just need to see that she's real.

We are full, but we will always find a corner somewhere if you're under Nonnatus House.

Woman: This hostel's not so bad, you know, love.

I wouldn't usually ask to speak with you so late at night, but I find I'm unable to take my Sisters into my confidence as much as I would like.

They know some things, but not all.

I understand.

But since Easter, when the Board gave us their ultimatum-- Since Lent, when I told them I would make a decision at the time of our choosing.

Well, I've been talking to the Lady Emily about how they're financed, and it's extremely interesting.

Why have you been talking to the Lady Emily?

That clinic is run for the benefit of the rich, not the needy.

Our mission lies with the poor.

[Phone ringing] Nonnatus House, Sister Julienne... I'm afraid Nurse Clifford is not here.

We do have another midwife on duty who will come and see Agata.

[Baby fussing] Here she is, excited as anything to meet her mummy.

Eileen?!

I'm cold.

[Baby crying] I need help!

We have a major postpartum haemorrhage!

[Baby crying] You got a little girl who needs you, Eileen.

[Baby crying] Joyce: Can you hear her, Eileen?

She needs you.

She needs her mother.

[Baby crying] Sister Marcus: What is this baby doing here?

We can't get the bleeding to stop.

It's too substantial.

I'll call Mr.

Parry.

She needs her uterus packing.

We have to get her to theatre.

[Baby crying] You must have been terrified to run out of the house without even a handbag or your purse.

I have no handbag and no purse.

And I am afraid now this is not a good place.

Oh, but it is a safe place.

And sometimes that's the only thing that matters.

Although I grant you it isn't the Ritz.

[Distant rowdy yelling] Agata... the wardress, the lady at the door, thought you might be expecting a baby, if you were sent here by Nonnatus House.

No.

I think no.

I don't want a baby.

I don't want anything!

Please, Agata... Will you let me examine you?

I am your friend.

Sister Marcus: All will be well.

You didn't have to wait to receive the news.

I wanted to.

[Door closes] Rosalind?

Hello, Trixie.

I was just coming back from kitchen duty at the men's shelter.

Shall I make us some Horlicks?

Yes.

Please do.

I'm sorry, Trixie.

I just had to get her out of that house.

I think it was very necessary.

But you took sole responsibility in a situation which could have become extremely dangerous.

It was already extremely dangerous.

And it's even more so now.

Agata is expecting a baby.

She said she was having periods.

When I questioned her, there seems to have been nothing but light spotting for some time, and the fundal height suggests she's about three months.

What if the Kovacs find out and try to get her back?

It makes everything worse, doesn't it?

Yes, it does.

You're a good nurse, Rosalind.

And a good woman.

But please don't make any more bold moves without speaking to someone more senior first.

Nuns: [Singing] Lord, let me know mine end And the number of my days That I may be certified how long I have to live Behold, thou hast made my days as it were a span long And mine age is even as nothing in respect of thee You have a very rare blood type, Miss Hudson.

A/B negative.

You've now had all the hospital had in store and we're awaiting supplies.

Does it have to be special blood?

Can't I... can't I just have the normal kind?

They tried a substitute group overnight, honey.

But your body wasn't having it.

Mr.

Parry: Sometimes a family member will have the same blood type.

If we test them, they might be able to donate immediately and solely for you.

I've got no family.

[Sighs] Fred: Come on, now, no squabbling!

I never realised burying a time capsule would be such a feat of diplomacy.

I saw less complicated maps in Alamein.

I've just about squeezed them all in.

Have you room for one more?

I've had a wee idea.

We'll send off a urine sample, but you do seem to be about three months pregnant.

Don't make me go back to that house!

Nobody is making you go back to that house, sweetie.

No.

But we are going to have to get you sleeping somewhere clean and comfortable, and eating properly.

I eat for the baby, yes?

For the baby and for yourself.

Now, I want to do blood tests and weigh you.

I think you may be very malnourished.

That's no good for either of you.

Laszlo and Vera do not know there is a child.

And you're under no obligation to tell them.

But Laszlo is the father and Vera wants to be the mother.

If we move you here, to our maternity home, we don't need to concern ourselves with what they want.

And with your permission, I am going to the police.

No, not police!

Laszlo and Vera say I will go to jail because I am illegal.

I have no papers.

Trixie: You have no papers because they stole them from you!

Meanwhile, you've been tortured, imprisoned, starved, and raped.

Agata... you are not the one who's committed a crime.

[Hangs up phone] Sister, Eileen's pulse is becoming weak and thready.

We've just been told that national supplies of A/B blood are extremely low.

There may be none available for days and she has no family we can ask.

Because I took time to get to know her, I can tell you she does have family.

She has an aunt, whom I think I can find.

We do not have the time for you to go on a wild goose chase.

Sister... I'm sticking my head above the parapet.

And if it helps our patient, I'm not stopping you.

I will.

Thank you very much.

It was as expected?

The police, I'm afraid to say, had no interest in the terrible sexual abuse Agata's suffered.

The officer called it "A bit of he said, she said."

Such a woeful dereliction of duty.

However, they were interested in the theft of Agata's passport.

They're going 'round to the Kovacs this afternoon.

[Indistinct chatter and seagulls calling] [Muted music playing inside] [Wolf whistle] [Laughter] We're not hiring.

Though the uniform could come in useful.

[Chuckles] I'm not here for that.

I understand you have a niece called Eileen?

I had one.

She made it very clear she was gonna go her own way in life.

I'm no longer interested in anything she has to say.

Eileen has had the baby and she is very, very sick.

[Muted music playing] I wanted her to aim high, that's all.

I wanted her to be respectable.

You don't have to make amends with her.

You don't even have to see her.

She desperately needs a blood transfusion and there's a possibility you might be a match.

Good afternoon, Mrs.

Kovacs.

I've come to collect Agata's belongings.

Where is she?

She's asked that we don't disclose her whereabouts.

Vera: The police have been here.

Raking through every cupboard, every drawer.

Trixie: I imagine they were looking for her passport.

They found it.

It wasn't lost.

It wasn't stolen.

Nor was it yours to withhold.

We need to know she's safe.

She's safe now.

And she's receiving medical attention.

She's our flesh and blood.

She's not too clever in the head.

She needs our protection.

I beg to differ, as it happens.

And Agata needs her clothes.

Now, you can let me in, or I shall send for the police again.

The results of Miss Hudson's aunt have come back.

A/B negative.

We have a match?

We do.

And you did the right thing.

You need to keep your fluids up when you're donating blood.

It's the least I could do.

All I ever wanted was to see her thrive.

And that was what upset me, when she was hell-bent on being an unmarried mother.

I work with these sort of girls.

And they don't lead an enviable life.

I think Eileen is going to lead a good life.

She loves her daughter as much as you love her.

I'll be off now.

Done all I can.

I'm not sure that's true.

You did very well with your main course, I must say!

Dr.

Turner's keen to see you put some weight on.

Agata: This is the best food I have had in England.

Trixie: Rissoles and cabbage?

Oh, sweetie, you're breaking my heart.

Trixie: And these clothes are breaking my heart a little too.

But they're yours, and you're entitled to them.

I don't want them.

They smell of that house.

They smell of him.

We can certainly arrange for them to be laundered.

Or burnt.

There's a cupboard at Nonnatus House full of lovely things passed on from women and children for other women and children who might need them.

Take it all to the fire.

But not these.

This Bible came with me; it stays on the journey.

Rosalind: I have a Bible that travelled 'round the world.

Agata: At home in Hungary, the Communists made us afraid to practise our religion.

I thought when I came here... I could go to church and pray where there were statues.

I was wrong.

I have not been in a church since I came to this country.

This book was all I had.

At least it was... something.

It was not enough.

Miss Higgins: Good evening.

Mr.

and Mrs.

Kovacs.

I'm about to close the surgery for the evening, but may I be of assistance?

We are looking for my young relative, Agata Balassa.

We are very concerned about her.

We were told she needed medical assistance.

There is nobody of that name registered with this practice.

And the only patients on the premises are our maternity cases.

A nurse from this practice has been to our home.

Trixie: Miss Higgins, when does the rag and bone man come?

Agata says she doesn't want to keep any of these-- -Agata!

-[Gasps] -Agata, where are you?!

-Call the police!

Trixie: Don't you dare trespass on hospital premises in this way!

Get out!

Get out now!

Are you here because you're having a baby?

Rosalind: She is here because she was starving and brutalised and required nursing.

Anything else is none of your business!

Have you been telling your stories again?

She is not well, you see, Nurse, in the head.

She needs to come home.

Don't you, Agata?

You can't take care of a baby, Agata.

If you come home, we can look after you and the child.

You can look after me again and we can all be happy together, like we used to be.

We were never happy together.

I was never happy at all.

Laszlo: We gave you a home!

Without us, you are nothing.

That is enough!

Agata is a human being!

You stole her freedom for long enough, but you aren't going to erase her!

And I am telling you to go.

Because I am someone.

I can choose.

I can speak.

Do you hear me?

[Footsteps approaching] Oh, you look as though you've had a long day.

The terrible way people can treat each other, it still surprises me, even after all this time.

Some things are always difficult.

What's all this?

Teddy wanted a photo of Petula for the time capsule.

I knew we had one from Easter.

As I was looking, I came across this.

Shelagh: This time between Christopher's chemotherapy sessions has felt so precious.

It's all precious, isn't it?

Every second we get to spend with him.

Well, someone certainly looks brighter.

They said I'd had the proper blood.

Where'd you get it from?

I asked your aunt to donate, if her group proved to be the same as yours.

And it was, and she agreed.

Would you like to see her?

Would she come, after all the things we said?

Is that her?

My little girl?

And is that you?

She's been right beside her all day.

The little girl needs her family.

Just like me and you, love.

I should never have said the things I said.

I should have backed down.

And so should I. And I am not your mother and I never have been.

No.

You are everyone.

You've been my mum, my dad, my aunt.

And my best friend.

Us tough girls, we don't let them see us cry.

But we do.

Don't let this one be scared to feel her feelings.

Thank you, Nurse.

Laszlo and Vera can't hurt you anymore, Agata.

They have no power over you.

And the police have charged them with false imprisonment.

Then they are the ones who will be in jail?

It is very likely.

As your social worker, I'll help to guide you through the court case.

Where am I to live, so that they will not find me?

Miss Higgins: There is quite a large Hungarian community in Stoke-on-Trent.

And I found a Mother and Baby home there that you might like to consider, once all your papers are in order.

Dr.

Turner: We might also be able to get you home to Hungary, if that's what you decide.

I decide?

I am not ready to decide.

That's alright.

We're here to help you when you do.

[Knock on door] [Door opens] I found you the most gorgeous coat.

Are you ready for our outing?

Fred: It's nice of you to let Nonnatus House use your spot.

What if I change my mind?

It's too late to change your mind.

Mother Mary.

She is everything in my religion.

Thank you for letting me see her again.

Rosalind: I always think Mary was so brave.

Giving birth on a dirt floor, with no one to help her.

Sister Monica Joan: A mother's love is often indivisible from a mother's courage.

[Door opens] Good morning, Sister.

Early again!

I could set my watch by you.

You've done well this week, Nurse Highland.

It's certainly been interesting.

Which is what I wanted.

I spoke to Mr.

Parry and asked if he'd be agreeable to you remaining with us here for a few more weeks.

He was.

I hope you'll consider it.

I'd be delighted to.

I'll do the staffing roster.

You set up the clinic tests.

Got to keep oiling that machine!

Goodness me!

Teddy: We had a brainwave.

Careful down those stairs.

It's about the time capsule.

We think Christopher will love it.

Ooh!

Angela: We're going to need lots and lots of paint.

My Huntley and Palmers biscuit tin should suffice for the capsule.

[Chuckles] Whatever is amiss?

It's just... this description one of the boys has written.

"The silver arrow badge is very special.

"I got mine building a campfire.

"Our leaders are called Akela and Baloo.

"They are very, very old ladies, "so they will be dead in the year 2000 "when you open this.

"But I don't want you to forget them.

"So, this is what they look like."

Oh!

Well... as they have been so creative, perhaps we should be too.

I did not expect to be so moved by this.

Sister Catherine: Whatever happens to the order in the future, we will have always been here.

And perhaps that's all that matters.

Do you like it, Mummy?

Oh, it's perfect!

In fact, I think we should make another one.

May, would you like to send one to your mum in Hong Kong?

I'm sure she'd love to see it.

And what else are we hoping for in the year 2000?

What about a magic oven that could cook a whole dinner in five minutes?

Cub 1: Rocket boots!

Cub 2: Flying cars!

Mandeep, needles are for sticking in material, not people!

[Children talking excitedly] I saved you a tulip.

Do you still need help with your sermon?

No.

[Children playing and laughing] Mature Jennifer (V.O.

): We promise our children that there is a future.

That one day there'll be others on the grass where they play now, looking back in wonder at the lives that went before.

Mature Jennifer (V.O.

): Every life contains some promise at the outset.

Sometimes its potential is not reached.

Sometimes it blossoms despite the wind and rain.

We all carry seeds within us.

If we are blessed, they bloom into courage, faith, hope, and the love that finds a way.

Children see nothing of that, nor do they need to.

It is enough that they are laughing, saying, "This is who we were, "last week, yesterday, an hour ago."

A child's past, to a child, is already ancient history, and their future feels as far off as the moon.

That is as it ought to be.

Let the present nourish us.

Let us turn our faces to the sun.

And even as the moment fades and falls away, let us vow we will remember it.

[Camera clicks] Dr.

Turner: A newborn baby is so incredibly vulnerable.

Where's my baby?

[Sobbing] Oh, God!

We'll find him.

We've got officers searching the area already.

[Door busts open] Rosalind: Are you asking me to go away with you for the weekend?

Yes.

Dr.

Turner: Chemotherapy is one of the toughest things you can put a two-year-old through.

He doesn't have time.

[Sighs]