'Once upon a time,
in a kingdom far, far away,
a prince arrived to search for the princess he was destined to marry.
The prince was handsome, charming and fierce.'
HOOTER
BARKS
'With his faithful hound at his side,
the prince journeyed for days on end.'
He fought dragons, wizards... and goblins,
and just when he thought all hope was lost,
he finally arrived at the castle where the princess was imprisoned.
The prince climbed the hill
to free the princess...
..before she...
SCREAMING
Stand aside.
Louisa?
Martin.
What happened?
Are you all right, Miss?
Yes. Yes, I'm fine. I'm fine, thank you.
I just felt a bit faint.
I just didn't drink enough water,
and we should all drink lots of water...when it's hot,
shouldn't we?
I'd like to check you over. Come to the surgery.
No, I've got to take this lot back to school.
Louisa, your health is more important than whether they're late for...
face painting, or whatever the next lesson is.
Martin, these children are in my care, I can't just abandon them.
When can you come? Hm...
How about this evening?
Unless you've got plans.
Plans? No.
Good. OK.
Everybody, if you want to stand up,
and could somebody pick up my book? Thank you.
Now, Isaac and Raymond, you can stay at the front,
and Otis and Drew at the back. Stay in your pairs.
OK? Mind the cars, please.
In your pairs, please.
but just cos she won't sit down and keeps walking out the classroom
doesn't mean she's spoiling it for the others, does it?
KICKING If she's bored at school,
they should give her something interesting to do, shouldn't they?
Stop that! 'Ey! You don't tell her what to do!
When she's in my surgery, I tell her exactly what to do.
Is your daughter actually ill? You're the doctor.
Yes, I am, and I'm hoping that you're going to describe
some kind of medical symptom.
She's always doing stuff, never settles.
Would you call that a medical symptom, being restless?
No, I'd call that being restless. Leave that alone!
She's been off school all week. Sick?
Suspended.
She damaged a couple of the teachers' cars.
She didn't mean to.
She was just jumping around on top of them for a laugh.
Well, that's very funny, but again, not a medical symptom.
She never used to be like this.
When Delph was at junior school, she got certificates for being good.
You ask Miss Glasson.
I bet you've got her number.
I have patients to see. This consultation's over.
But you haven't told me what's wrong with her.
She's very annoying.
You heard from Al? Not for a while, no.
Me neither.
Not one phone call, not one postcard.
I don't even know where the bugger is.
DOOR SLAMS
I can give you an appointment Thursday.
I'd rather see him now.
What's wrong? It's personal.
Oh. It's nothing like that.
What? What you're thinking.
Just try and slip me in next, eh? I'll only be five minutes.
OK, I'll ask the doc. Oh, there's a love.
I can't believe your attitude!
If and when your daughter requires a doctor,
as opposed to a policeman or probation officer, I'll see her,
but in the meantime, I have real sick people to see.
But I... Goodbye, Mrs Lane!
It's not Mrs! I'm divorced.
I'm not surprised!
Get off there now!
Morning, doc.
Go away. Oh, don't be like that.
Doc, I think I've got depression.
Or maybe it's that bipolar thing that you read about.
I won't discuss your mental health in my kitchen.
Haven't you got some drugs that you can give me?
Or maybe I should try that therapy thing.
Does Bert have an appointment? He asked to be seen anyway.
Take him away and find a slot.
Now? Yes, I want you both out of my kitchen, now.
Only me! Oh, God.
I've brought your fish kettle back, Martin.
I said I'd pick it up. Why are you limping?
I'm not. Only cos you've stopped walking.
I'm fine.
Well, haven't you any patients to see?
Quite a few, actually.
Coffee? No time, Bert.
Come on, boy, it's all right. No!
Get that dog out of here! It's not a zoo!
Ray's my guide dog.
I'm blind.
Yes, um... Right, take a seat.
No, no, no, no.
Mind the coffee. Over here.
That's it. Over here.
There's a chair there. All right.
Now back, back. That's it.
Sit.
Right, now um...what seems to be the problem, Mr...Cleary?
DOG GROWLS
My big toe. It's very painful.
Which foot? Right.
GROWLS
Sorry. He gets a bit protective.
GROWLS
Argh! BARKS
It's gout.
(GROANS)
Dr Simm used to say it was gout.
That's because it was gout.
Right, this way.
No, no, no, no.
No, no! I'll take the dog.
Give me the dog. Right, that's it. This way. Come on.
THUD Oh, careful!
That's it. Here.
Right, here, take your dog. Take your dog. There it is. There.
I'm putting your prescription in your breast pocket!
Next patient, please. Mrs Tyson.
Mrs Tyson!
Right, through here.
Are you all right, Mr Cleary? Not really, no.
He's given me this.
Indo something. I don't know what it does.
Indomethacin. Do you want me to look it up on our computer?
Have you really got time? I've got six hours to kill.
Have a seat, come on.
IMPATIENT COMPLAINING
Alison, what's the problem?
I'm sorry, Miss Glasson, it's not my fault.
I thought I turned the ovens on this morning, but I forgot,
so nothing's cooked yet. That's not your fault because...?
I'm sorry, but it's Doc Martin you should blame, not me.
Why? What's he done?
I went to see him this morning,
and not only did I have to wait for ages,
but when he did see me, he wouldn't even look at Delph.
Or tell me what to do to stop her... to stop her being so mental.
Oh, I don't think you can say that she's mental, Alison.
Jumping around on teachers' cars. Yes, I did hear about that,
and I was very surprised. She was such an angel when she was here.
Well, that's what I was trying to tell him.
But would he listen to me? No.
Typical bloody man.
He said she weren't ill, but if she's acting like a nutter,
there must be something wrong.
And you may well be right, but I am worried about these kids out there.
So give them bread, give them salad,
but give them something to eat, Alison!
Hello?
What are you doing? Trying to work out if you're dead.
Well, I'm not, thanks for asking.
You looked unconscious.
I was thinking.
With your eyes shut and your head slumped over?
There's no law against that.
And I'm a police officer, so I know that's true.
How many fingers am I holding up?
What's it to you? I'm a doctor.
Really?
So er...
..you work round here?
Yeah, I'm the GP.
So you'll know who's ill, who's faking,
who's been stabbed or shot.
Yes. People come to me if they've been injured.
Then I think we should have a talk. Well, of course we should.
You were unconscious in your police car.
Come and see me today. I'm not sure... This afternoon. OK.
Did you eat any breakfast this morning?
Just a cup of tea.
Have you passed out before?
Um... Not for a long time.
Are you tired? A bit.
But then I have had quite a few late nights.
Nothing exciting, just been working.
Not um...clubbing or anything...else.
I think you might be a little anaemic.
I'll take some blood.
Why would I be anaemic?
Er... Heavy periods? What?
Or perhaps you're premenstrual.
No, I'm not!
Is there um... any chance that you're pregnant?
How could I be pregnant?
Are you saying you're not?
Yes. Good. I mean, right.
You know, I'm not very happy
talking to you about er... this kind of thing.
Why not?
Because, Martin, you're asking me questions
that are completely inappropriate. I'm your doctor.
Yes, but you're also...
You know. You're also...
You know, you and me, we're... we've got some kind of...
Shall I just change my surgery and go to Weybridge?
That's up to you.
Right. That's what I'll do, then.
Because everything's always up to me, isn't it?
You never do or say anything to help us move on,
we just go round and round in circles!
DOOR SLAMS
Louisa?
Joe! My God! How are you? I'm great, thanks.
I haven't seen you since...
When was the last time? Ages. Five, six years.
Are you visiting, or...? I'm working here.
Port Wenn's my patch now.
Are we having two policemen? No, no.
PC Mylow's gone.
Career break.
Last thing I heard, he was training to be a plumber in Poland.
GIRLS GIGGLE
Any of them prozzies on drugs?
No, they're not...prozzies.
Oh, really (?)
And I suppose I'm not...
I suppose I'm not...
Joe?
What?
Are you OK?
Fine, thanks. Yourself?
I'd better go home.
Husband waiting for his tea, is he? I'm not married.
Oh. Boyfriend?
No, not really.
Too busy with all the kids? I haven't got any kids!
I thought you were teaching.
Sorry. Yes. Yes, I am.
I'll see you later.
See ya.
WHIRRING
WHIRRING STOPS
(CLEARS THROAT)
Can I help you? PC Penhale.
I'm here for Dr Ellingham.
Is he in trouble? No.
He's just a witness, then.
To what?
Whatever crime it is you're investigating.
I'm not here in connection with any ongoing enquiries.
What do you want to see the doc for, then?
I'm afraid I can't divulge that kind of information.
Oh, I do work here, you know.
Are you the receptionist? Might be. Why?
Cos I've just taken over from Mark Mylow
and I need to put names to faces fast.
Who exactly are you?
Pauline.
I'll remember that.
Pauline.
Now, if you'll excuse me...
Where is he?
Hello.
Why didn't you knock?
Not my style.
Take a seat.
We didn't do the formalities before.
Police Constable Joseph Penhale.
Dr Ellingham.
MB, BS, FRCS.
I saw that on the plaque outside.
Ah, that's very observant. You gotta be in my game.
Especially now I'm the new neighbourhood beat manager.
Right.
Sorry if we got off to a bad start.
Obviously, with you being the local medic,
we want to make sure we have a relationship that's er...
mutually beneficial,
if you get my drift.
I don't. What do you mean?
Hello? Hello.
Are you going to answer my question?
What question?
Do you often get very tired?
I'm on the job 24/7.
You were asleep in your car.
Have you ever fallen asleep when you're talking or eating? No.
Well, now and then when I'm eating.
And when I'm speaking sometimes.
If you laugh or get angry, do you ever feel like
the muscles in your neck can't support your head?
Once or twice. I thought it might be whiplash.
No. No, it's something else.
MELLOW MUSIC
Any luck? I'm afraid not, no.
I mean, when Al was with me,
I could just about cope with this sort of job, but now...
You didn't think he'd stay forever, did you?
What's the rest of the world got that you can't find in Port Wenn?
(CHUCKLES) It's a bit early for that, innit?
Want a glass?
Don't mind if I do.
I mean, one minute Al is begging Pauline
not to go as far as Bristol,
and the next, he's planning a trip to a rain forest!
If he wanted rain, he could go to Newquay, right?
Right. Kids! I mean...
non-stop grief from start to finish.
You'll find out what they're like when you have some yourself.
Not that you seem to want a family. What?!
Well, I thought you'd decided not to have some of your own.
I want kids. I want lots of kids.
Well, when?
Um... When I've found the right man.
Narcolepsy?
Mm. It's a neurological disorder.
Marked by a sudden recurrent uncontrollable compulsion to sleep.
Before it started happening, did you suffer any kind of head injury? Why?
Cranial traumas can set off this kind of condition.
Perhaps you fell over or crashed your car.
Kicked in the head? That'll do it.
It was a couple of years ago.
I was trying to nick this farmer near Bude.
Some mix-up with his TV licence.
He wouldn't come quietly, so I started to put the cuffs on,
he runs out into the yard.
I chase after him, trip up, fall under his horse.
When I wake up, paramedic tells me he's kicked me in the head.
The horse, not the paramedic.
I'm covered in blood.
Wife started complaining after that, saying I was acting weird.
Why? What did you do? Nothing.
But she kept banging on about my mood swings,
and me forgetting everything,
and my mood swings.
We're not together any more.
Oh. Well, I can um... give you something to keep you awake.
DOOR OPENS
Thank you, Doctor. Penhale.
Until you start the course of treatment, you're not to drive.
Is that clear? But I've got to... Good.
I've got a problem.
You're not allowed to drive. No, not that. This.
If I walk into a local drug store and hand this over,
word might get round I'm sick.
Some of the local villains might think I'm not up to the job.
Port Wenn might become an even bigger hot spot, crime wise.
Is there any chance you could help me out?
You want me to get your prescription for you?
That'd be great, thanks. Sorry, I don't do that.
If you ever get a parking ticket, I can make it disappear.
I don't drive.
Do you want a shotgun licence? No.
Well... How about 10 quid? Yeah, OK.
Rytalin?
Yeah. To be honest, I'm not even sure I'll be taking it.
Why not?
I stay away from drugs. Just say no.
There's a difference between something on prescription
and what you get off a dealer.
It's a slippery road from aspirin to crack.
I'm not sure how this Ritalin might affect me.
I've got 10 minutes, I can tell you all about it.
RADIO: '3021, come in.'
3021, receiving. Go ahead.
'Someone's locked his keys in his car. Can you assist? Over.'
I'm on my way. Show me dealing.
I'll check that info later.
And you're not taking any other medication?
And you don't suffer from asthma? Hello, Mrs Lane.
Pauline. Stomach ulcers?
What can I do for you, Alison?
Actually, you go next. Oh, you were first.
No, I don't mind waiting. I've got to order these supplies.
I'm not in a hurry. Nor am I.
Oh, for God's sake! I'll come back later!
Come on, Delph.
I think she's got some kind of thyroid imbalance,
which might explain her weight problem.
No wonder she's...been...
No wonder what? No, nothing.
Let's have a look at that list, then, shall we?
Delph.
Delph!
Delph! Delph! What do you think you're doing?
Delph! Delph!
What...? It's just so dangerous!
She's always doing it. She's gonna kill herself!
I keep trying to tell her, but will she listen to me?
Now she's not at school, I can't be expected to watch her all the time.
Has the school mentioned assessing her for ADHD?
ADHD? What's that?
It's Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder.
Is that what she's got? It's not for me to say, really.
No, that's Doc Martin's job, and he couldn't be arsed. I told you.
He pushed me out that door before I could get a word in edgeways.
Maybe you could tell him how bad Delph's got.
Me?! He'll listen to you.
Possibly. Oh, thanks.
If it is um...ADHD, what can the doc do exactly?
Well, there's drugs, I think.
Yeah, like Concerta or...or Ritalin.
They just slow kids down, helps them to concentrate.
Well, that's what Delph needs - drugs.
Oh, be careful!
Delph!
Be careful, Delph! Delph! Delph!
KNOCKING ON DOOR
Louisa. Er...
Come in. Oh, thanks.
Have you er... registered in Weybridge yet?
No. No. Not yet.
But I'm not here to talk about me.
Um... Alison Lane's daughter, Delph.
Fat girl. Bolshy mother.
Alison is very upset.
She's worried there's something wrong with Delph and I am too.
I'm sure Delph's gonna do herself a serious injury.
I can't discuss my patients.
All right.
Well, if a young girl came to see you
with extreme hyperactivity, possibly even ADHD,
would you prescribe her something like um...Concerta? Or Ritalin?
What, just like that? Yes. No.
And why not?
Any kind of behavioural disorder requires a careful assessment.
It needs a thorough and specialised examination,
and a well-considered treatment plan.
Martin, I saw Delph riding around on the roof of a van
going at about 30 miles an hour!
How she didn't fall off and kill herself, I really don't know!
Have a seat, Louisa.
It's easy to forget that er... some children...are just bad.
Sorry?
There's a fine line between those that require medical intervention
and those children that are simply very naughty.
When I was a child,
if I misbehaved, my father gave me a slap with his belt,
or a table tennis bat, or both sometimes.
Right. And you don't think that's had any...
KNOCK
Evening, doc. What do you want?
I wanted to have a word about my depression.
What?! I've been thinking about my life,
and I just wanted to ask a few more questions, that's all.
I best get going now.
Why is it exactly, do you think, that I'm unhappy all the time?
I know that's a hard one. No, it isn't.
You're lonely, bored, unloved and past your prime.
If you ever had a prime.
I thought you were gonna cheer me up! How?
Well, with a few words of wisdom.
I mean, do you think I need a new challenge in my life?
You know, something to focus on,
now that Al's left me in the lurch.
Quite possibly. Oh.
So what you're saying is, I DO need a new challenge.
Maybe shift my life into a whole new direction.
In other words...
..I should give up the plumbing.
Thank you, doc. (LAUGHS)
I'll see myself out!
(WINCES)
Um... How are you feeling today? OK, thanks.
Did you have some breakfast? Yes, I did.
Good.
Ray? Ray, where are you?
CAR ALARM BLARES
How fast were you going? Oh, I don't know, Constable,
but I certainly wasn't speeding.
Maybe you're just too old to be driving.
How dare you?
Are you all right? Sorry, Doctor,
do you mind not talking to the suspect
until I've concluded my enquiries?
She's not a suspect, she's my aunt!
Well, in that case, we'll say no more.
How's that with you, Doctor?
Is your leg hurting?
Yes.
And my back's killing me, too.
(WINCES) Hm...
Well, the good news is your victim, Mr Cleary, is blind,
so he won't have known it was you that tried to kill him.
It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault, either.
I didn't say it was. Good, cos it wasn't.
Now the bad news. Your back pain - it's due to osteoporosis.
I'm going to send you for a scan.
That is precisely why I didn't come here in the first place.
It doesn't hurt. It's a dual-energy X-ray.
It just measures your bone mineral density.
I have to waste an entire day sitting round some ghastly clinic.
If you'd like to end your life bent double
with your limbs snapping like twigs...
All right, all right, all right, I'll have the stupid scan!
Oh, right. I'm going to give you some stupid hormone replacement as well.
Why?
Because that's what I'm prescribing you. Martin!
The oestrogen will slow down your bone loss and promote bone formation.
Right. Thank you.
Next time you have a problem, come and see me straight away.
Only if you stop treating me like one of your patients.
You ARE one of my patients.
Are you ready for me now? No, I'll tell you when.
You know that Rytalin you prescribed for PC Penhale?
Ritalin. Ritalin, then.
I was looking it up on the Internet. Can I suggest that
rather than surfing the web
you order the latex gloves and tongue depressors
that I asked for two weeks ago. Oh, yeah.
they're ready for collection. So why haven't you collected them?
I forgot. I was reading about this Ritalin,
and there's nothing says you give it to grown-ups to keep them awake.
How dare you?
I don't pay you to check up on my prescriptions!
What you pay me to do is boring.
I want to be stretched.
Isn't there anything else I can do
apart from answering the phone and making appointments?
And forgetting to collect supplies. Yeah, what else can I do?
You can mind your own business.
Try it.
Is the doctor in? I'm afraid so!
Well, I need to see him right away. Actually, I'm next.
Are you in pain? A little, yeah.
In a hurry?
No, not really, but um... I've been waiting here...
Well, I need to be at work in five minutes, so I'll go first.
What's going on? Why is Ms Lane re-organising my diary?
Mr Cleary's notes, please. He's next. No, he's not!
Wait a moment!
Not yet.
Patients do not come into this surgery without my invitation!
And yet, here I am!
I take it this is about your daughter.
I got rung up by the school this morning.
They want Delph to go in there on Monday
for an interview with an educational psychologist.
On Monday!
And?
And you need to give me some drugs
to stop her from jumping around the room!
You need to give me some of that... Ritalin.
Who told you about Ritalin? Was it Miss Glasson?
I'm not saying.
Has Delph got ADHD?
Not in my opinion.
If I did think she had ADHD,
all I could do would be to refer her to a child psychologist,
where she would be tested, assessed by specialists.
Before Monday? Well, of course not!
But I need something straight away.
If the school thinks she's normal on Monday, they won't throw her out!
Until she starts jumping on teachers' cars again?
Maybe it's just a phase.
Acne is a phase.
That child needs taking in hand. Something you have failed to do!
It's not my fault!
She never used to jump on cars.
Up until two months ago, it was all I could do to stop her
playing with her Nintendo for hours on end!
Now she won't concentrate on anything for more than a minute.
Perhaps if you HAD stopped her playing on her Nintendo
and encouraged her to exercise, she wouldn't have put on so much weight!
What are you feeding her? Why?
What's that got to do with anything?
Diet often has a huge bearing on children's behaviour.
Do you give her fresh fruit?
I have not come here to talk about my cooking!
You want me to sedate your child
so that you can pretend she's a good little girl!
She IS a good little girl!
There's nothing little about her!
You mean she's fat! Yes!
And I suppose you think that I am fat!
Yes.
We can be as fat as we like, Delph and me.
You tosser!
Mr Cleary!
You can go in now, Mr Cleary. Thank you.
Are you OK, Mrs Lane?
He wouldn't help me! I know he could if he wanted.
Go through. Careful.
Mr Cleary's notes! I already gave them you.
These aren't them. They must be on your desk, then.
Find them!
This way.
No! No, Mr Cleary, this way.
I don't even know what happened.
You walked in front of a car.
But why did Ray run away?
He obviously needs more training.
GROWLS
Bad dog.
BARKS
Nothing's broken, you should be fine,
as soon as the gout clears up.
(SNIFFS)
What's in your parcel? Mackerel.
Don't eat mackerel, it's full of purine, it's bad for the gout.
Pauline said I should eat more fish. Oh, did she!
More fish. Fruit and vegetables, but especially fish.
Not that sort of fish.
She didn't specify. Oh, didn't she!
I just told him what it said on the website.
Which website was this?
"I keep forgetting I'm just a receptionist.com?"
If anyone has a medical problem, refer them to me! I'm the doctor!
(UNDER HER BREATH) Yeah, and I'm just a receptionist.
What?
Ooh! Sorry.
I think you've squashed my ciabatta. Really?
Yeah, there's prawns everywhere.
Have I got mayonnaise all over me? Er... No.
No, no, no, you're all right. Right. Thanks.
Can I buy you a new sandwich?
No, I'll just eat this one with a spoon.
Right.
Actually, the reason I had to get this
was because Alison Lane was late again for work this morning.
She said she'd been to see you. Everything OK?
Yes, I understand you've been talking to her about the benefits of Ritalin.
Yes, yes, I may have mentioned something.
But I have had pupils that were prescribed drugs for their behaviour
and I've seen what Ritalin can do for kids like that.
It's bad enough that I have a receptionist second-guessing me
without you joining in as well.
I'm just trying to help.
So am I.
Mrs Tishell. Oh, doc! Sorry.
You have my tongue depressors. Do I?
And latex gloves. Oh, yes!
Ooh, now where did I put them?
Oh! Oh, sorry, doc, I'm in a bit of a tizzy.
I've just had that Alison Lane in here just now.
Oh, she gave me a very hard time. Uh-huh.
She wouldn't believe me when I said I had all my diet pills on display.
Kept asking for something stronger.
Mrs Lane was in here asking for appetite suppressants?
Yes. Oh!
Bingo.
Has she bought them from you before? Yes, a couple of months ago.
Sorry, I just...
Thank you.
CAR ALARM BLARES
Oi!
Get off my car!
Delph?
Dial 999 and get an ambulance!
Is she OK, doc? Do you need any help?
Just get back! She needs air, plenty of air!
PHONE RINGS
Port Wenn Surgery.
I've done that. Ambulance is on its way.
Look at all that blood! When's it due?
Oh, they didn't say. Go and ask!
Oh.
Excuse me, please.
Your bag, Doctor.
VOMITS Are you all right?
I'm rolling her over.
I need a...artery clip. What does it look like?
It's like a pair of pliers with scissor handles.
Um... You hold... You take that.
OK, move your hands.
Open that.
Stand back. Stand back.
Have you called an ambulance? Of course we have.
Excuse me! Excuse me! Coming through! Mind out the way!
(GASPS) Oh, my God! Delph!
She'll be all right.
Did you give your daughter diet pills?
What? The pills you got from Mrs Tishell two months ago -
cheap diet pills cause hyperactivity.
I didn't give her any diet pills! AMBULANCE APPROACHES
I...I did give her some Ritalin.
What?! How much?
Just a couple of pills this morning.
I thought they'd calm her down, but they didn't.
Where did you get them from?
I saw some on your desk, Paul, sorry.
I wouldn't have taken them if you'd given me some.
Multiple lacerations to the head, neck, chest and arms.
I've put a clip on the brachial artery, she'll need an IV.
Give her some colloid and watch her BP.
PARAMEDIC: Steady.
Oh, I thought she was gonna die, didn't you?
No. You left Ritalin on your desk.
Actually, it was you left the pills on my desk.
No, it wasn't. You took them off me in the kitchen
and put the bottle down when you went to deal with Mrs Lane.
You're wrong. You did!
They still looked full, so I gave them to PC Penhale!
You haven't heard the last of this.
FAX MACHINE WHIRS
I want a word with you.
Let me guess. "You're fired."
That's two words. But I am though, aren't I?
That is so unfair.
I told you... Phlebotomy.
What?
Phlebotomy. I don't know what that means.
You don't have a problem dealing with blood.
I want you to go on this course. It's in Truro next week.
They'll show you how to find a vein,
how to insert a needle into a patient and how to draw blood for analysis.
I'll tell you who to bleed, but you'll be in charge of the bleeding.
Bleeding. (CHUCKLES)
Oh, my God.
How much more money are you gonna pay me?
What? It's a promotion, innit?
Well, sort of. So I should get more money, then.
Well, let's see how you get on first. So many pounds a blood sample -
that would be fair, wouldn't it?
?0 a test tube, plus a bonus if I do it quicker than you're expecting.
Can I wear a white coat? DOOR CLOSES
KNOCK Hi, Martin.
Sorry it's late. No, no, come in.
I've brought someone to see you.
Oh, you.
How's your daughter?
She's all right.
And what did they say at the hospital?
They said she would be dead if it weren't for you.
Yes, that's right.
Alison. (MOUTHS) Thank you.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Alison was worried about coming here in case you were angry,
so I said I'd... ..come and protect her.
I'm sorry I stole the Ritalin. So am I.
But if you'd given me some when I asked... Alison.
Listen, your daughter is nearly an adolescent, not a child.
She reacted to the Ritalin in the same way that an adult would -
it stimulated her.
Added to the fact that she was strung out on diet pills, wasn't she?
I told you, no!
Mm, you did.
Are you calling me a liar? Yes.
For your information, the diet pills were for me.
All right?
Although I suppose she could have nicked some behind my back.
Oh, God!
Well, I suggest you lock them up.
Or find an alternative method of weight loss. Such as?
Keep your mouth shut. And it's time to go!
She really is very grateful.
Can I stay here?
Yes, of course you can.
No, I promised to take Alison home, I meant can I stay at the surgery,
as your patient?
You want me to be your doctor?
I...I want you to be my...doctor,
yeah.
what changed your mind?
Er... I don't really know.
Do you think... What?
Do you think I'm anaemic?
I can find out, but I wouldn't worry about it at this stage.
But I do worry. Do you? Yes.
What about? Everything.
I worry about what I'm doing with my life.
Well, I'm sure that's not uncommon.
Well, do you worry... about your life?
Well, I tend not to dwell on those things.
I just try and keep busy, really,
with work and...my hobby.
Your clock?
Mm. I've nearly finished this one.
Then what?
Hm...
Perhaps it'll be time for something new?
I hope so.
Good.
Yes.
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