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Martin. Louisa. Come on through.

Hello, Dr Ryder.

Please, call me Emma.
I like to keep things informal.

Thank you.

I read your study
on follicular fluid concentrations.

One of the few. What did you think?

- It was very interesting.
- Thank you.

Did you receive the anti-mullerian
test results I sent you?

Yes, yes, I did. Yes.

And they show that I have a low
ovarian reserve, don't they?

Yes, but a single test
isn't definitive.

And we will need to repeat them on
your next cycle to compare results.

Is there a chance
it'll be any better?

It's not unheard of for
your hormone levels to fluctuate.

Nine times out of ten, the
complication lies with the female.

Oh, but I will also need
a sample of your sperm.

Yes, of course. Yeah.

Now, before we proceed, I need
to check that you're both prepared.

Fertility treatment
can be emotionally fraught.

- Yes.
- And there are no guarantees.

Absolutely. We don't want to delay.

Cos if there are any problems,
I'd rather know sooner than later.

Yeah.

If there is a problem
with ovulation,

we can look at some treatments.
Medications like clomiphene.

Oh, what does that do?

It stimulates ovulation.

And it's also very important
to try and stay relaxed.

A common cause
of ovulation problems is stress.

I will need to see you
again in two days

so we can align the blood tests
with your cycle.

Erm, I'll also be performing
an ultrasound.

And, yes, Dr Ellingham,

I do realise that you could perform
the ultrasound, but your job here

is to be emotionally supportive.

And I believe you have
an ovulation chart for me.

Yes. Yep.

Thank you.

Ah! Thought it was you.

Joe Penhale.
We were at school together.

You probably don't remember me...

GI Joe! Ha! Course!

How're you doing?

Well, it's PC Joseph Penhale now.

You look great.
You've become The Man, man.

You're here about the vandalism,
then?

Did they take anything?

No. Just the fencing,
probably for firewood.

It's pretty uncool not to respect
other people's property.

Any idea who did it?

Probably teens mucking around.

Not much chance of finding out
who did it

- unless you've got CCTV
of the incident. - No.

Do you think they'll come back?

It's worth getting some cameras
to deter them.

Your security's pretty low-spec,
to be honest.

Well, I guess we'll do that, then.

Have you got the keys?

So, what've you been up to
since school?

Just living the life.

Went travelling -
Indo, Oz, all over, really.

Riding waves,
experiencing other cultures.

Nice.

Then I met that beautiful girl,

we swung back here for our
next adventure. What about you?

- Yeah... Pretty much the same.
- Yeah?

Yeah.

After Wadebridge,
I moved to Delabole.

Got restless, you know?

Had the wanderlust
and ended up in Portwenn.

So you wandered about eight miles?

Not really the distance, it's more
the experiences along the way.

Ah, that's beautiful.

Thank you.

Nathan, we gotta go.

She's got a check-up.

Women, they're amazing, aren't they?

Yeah, what they go through...

I'll come back after lunch. We can
talk through security options.

All right, brother! Sounds good.

Doc, erm, just to warn you,
I got my beeper.

Your beeper?

For first aid emergencies.
So, this goes off, I go running.

No, you need to inform me first.

It's my beeper.
And I'm the first aid responder.

And I'm your employer.

I'll see you shortly.

All right, Paul?

All right. Is Louisa about?

- Louisa?
- Yeah? - Paul.

Hiya. I got your message
about painting a room.

I couldn't get hold of you.

Oh, yeah, I dropped my phone,
smashed it. I'm a right butterfingers.

- Just got a new one.
- Well, I couldn't find anyone else,

and it really needs
to be done today,

because I'm using that room
tomorrow.

- Yeah, course.
- Come on, this way.

Sorry.

- Margaret Fowler.
- That's us.

It's all right if Nathan sits in,
isn't it?

It's just,
as we get closer to the due date,

I really want him
to keep involved.

- Yeah, fine. Take a seat.
Roll up your sleeve. - Yeah.

It's a miracle, innit, Doc?

I've been trying to relax more,
like you said.

- Stopped surfing and instructing.
- Stop talking.

The way I see it, Doc,
this is one of them moments

you just gotta let nature
take her course.

I mean, women have been
giving birth for... centuries.

Mm. They've also been dying
in childbirth for centuries.

How are you feeling?

Yeah, a bit of heartburn.

That's to be expected at 37 weeks.

Any headaches?

Erm, maybe one or two,
but no big ones.

I didn't think I'd be a worrier,
but I am.

What's wrong with your ear?

- Oh, nothing especially.
- He's got surfer's ear.

Most people who surf get it.
Comes with the territory.

- Tell him it's getting worse.
- I'm not the patient.

Make an appointment.
We should continue to monitor you.

Your last test showed the presence
of protein in your urine,

and you're at risk of pre-eclampsia,
which can be very serious.

It affects the blood supply
of the unborn child.

The key words being "can be".

It can also increase
the risk of a stroke.

Again, "can" being the word, love.
It's not exactly likely, is it, Doc?

It would be idiotic to ignore
the possibility of complications,

so I'll keep monitoring you, and
if needs be, I'll hospitalise you.

- Do you understand?
- Yes. Yeah.

You'll be all right, muffin!

- Everything all right?
- Absolutely.

Just taking some new stock in.
Nothing to concern yourself with.

Actually, I was thinking,

I need to get more of a feel
for how this place operates.

You already know how it operates.

Only as a barmaid... or bar person.

Whatever it is
they call them nowadays.

So, we'll need to mix up
the shifts this week.

Bert, you'll be hands on
here with me,

and, Al,
you can work up at the shop.

The shop?

Someone needs to take care of it,
whilst I spend more time in the pub.

But I'm the pub manager.
I work here, in the pub.

It's just for a week!

Think of it as a break from the pub.

Well, when you put it like that,
it doesn't seem too bad.

But just for a week, though.

No, I'm sorry.
Al needs to be here, because...

because of the thing.

- What thing?
- Al, you tell her.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Yes, you do. The thing...

The thing which means
he can't leave the pub.

It can't have been that important
if neither of you can remember it.

So, that's settled, then.

- Thank you.
Right, you can do this lot! - Ah.

Just need to get some more paint
from the van.

Here we are. It's a little cramped.

No, it's fine.
You say cramped, I say cosy.

So, what's my first client like?

Oh, er, couple
of behavioural issues at school,

anger management, mainly.

They don't want to exclude her,
though, so she was referred to me.

- Think I'll be able to handle her?
- She's a great starter case.

Er, and if the supervised session
goes well,

you could possibly start
seeing her more regularly.

Sorry. Bit of back pain.
Maybe sciatica.

- You should see Martin.
- No, I don't want to bother him.

- Bother me about what?
- Were you eavesdropping?

No. I was on my way to the kitchen.

What's wrong with you?

As I was saying to Louisa,

I'm concerned I might be getting
sciatica.

- Come through to the consulting room.
- Can't stay.

I've got to rush off
straight after this.

Oh. Well, make an appointment
when you've time.

Meanwhile, elevate your knees, apply
warmth, and use a muscle relaxant.

Or sit on a tennis ball.

Oh, OK. Er, thanks.

Louisa, I hope your patients

aren't going to obstruct
the business of the surgery.

We call them clients, not patients.

I'll make sure
they stay out of your way.

Hardly taking up a lot of space,
Martin.

Yes.

Mrs Tishell?

Oh! Just coming, Doc.

Martin, I thought it was you.

I was just on my way to see you.

I'm not doing any more
pretend consultations.

That was a complete farce -
a waste of your time and mine.

It wasn't a waste of my time.
I was doing my job.

But you can turn that frown
upside down.

I'm not here on GMC business.
I'm down visiting family.

Do you want me to ask him to leave,
Doc?

What? Er, no.

I have some medical supplies
to collect, though.

Actually, I was looking for a second
opinion about a medical matter.

- What, with me?
- Yes. - Make an appointment.

You've got a heart of gold, Doc.

Some people would see a man
like that tarred and feathered,

dragged through the streets.

The medical supplies.

I'll, er, see you later, Martin.

Medical supplies.

Brought you some padlocks.
Had some lying around the station.

Marine grade, closed shackle,
hardened steel.

It's an absolute beauty.

You're, like, super fond of locks.

I wouldn't say fond.
It's an interest.

You thought any more about cameras?

Yeah. I don't know, though.

It's all a bit Big Brother,
eyes on everyone.

Teenagers driven by hormones and
boredom to vandalise your property.

They see a camera,
they'll keep away.

Trust me on it. I've done courses.

Cheers, brother.

Here, how about a free surf lesson
for your trouble?

I don't think so. I've not
been on one of those before.

- It's not really my thing.
- Joe...

Ha-ha! I think it's EXACTLY
your kind of thing.

Out there,
it's just you and the waves.

She'll take more from you
than you think you can give,

but that's when you find out
who you really are.

You're the padlock.
The ocean, she's the key.

OK, sounds great.
I'm free tomorrow morning.

We ride at dawn!

Make it ten o'clock,
cos that's when I open.

No, no, no, no! What are you doing?
Put your shirt back on.

Sorry, Doc. I got a bit hot.

I always carry a couple of fresh ones
with me, in case I need to change.

Well, this isn't a changing room.

- Have you showered today?
- Of course.

Show me your hands.

Lift up your arms.

Oh, yes. Hyperhidrosis.

Put them down.
Excessive perspiration.

I sweat a bit, yeah.
It's normal for a bloke.

It's not. You're sweating profusely,
and your body odour is appalling.

It's a bit offensive, that is.

- It can be treated.
- What kind of treatment?

Shave the area,
inject your sweat glands with Botox.

I don't want Botox!
I'm not some middle-aged woman.

It's a very small amount.

It blocks the neurotransmitter
that stimulates the sweat glands

and paralyses them.

Yeah. That sounds awful.

It's completely safe,
and it would really help you.

Did you say you had a spare shirt?

- Er, yeah.
- Change into it, then.

Not here! In the lavatory.

Er, where's the bathroom?

- Dr Mullen.
- Hello.

The doc didn't mention anything
about another assessment.

No, no, no, no.
I'm here on a private matter.

Right. Gotcha.

Hello. Do you have an appointment?

No.

- Is it an emergency?
- No.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

I'm sorry, what are we doing here?

Are you asking me for real,
or is it still part of the thingy?

- Thingy?
- Role-play.

You pretend to be a real patient
and, whoops, heart attack!

No, no, no, no.
I want an appointment, for real.

Are you sure?

- Yes.
- Sorry.

Erm, first thing tomorrow's
the best I can do.

Well, it'll have to do.

I still feel like
this is some sort of test.

No, it isn't. Really.

If it was a test, how did I do?

You did great.

Huh!

Did you remember to stop taking
the antihistamine three days ago?

- I did.
- Good, that can affect the result.

If you have an allergic reaction
to any of these... allergens,

then the site will become swollen...

...and slightly white.

How's Louisa, after the whole
slightly manic play date episode?

She's fine, thank you.

Well, that's good to know.
She seemed quite... emotional.

Was a side effect of the adrenaline,
I think.

You're having a very quick reaction.

That can take up to ten minutes.

Oh, yes. It does look quite severe,
doesn't it?

Mm. And you have more than
three reactors,

which confirms that you are atopic.

I knew it.

I've been looking it up online.

It says that stress
causes histamines

to be released into the bloodstream,

that can increase
allergic reactions.

- That is correct, but don't look
these things up on the internet. - Oh.

Well, maybe, that's why
I've been feeling so run down.

It's unlikely.
I'll take a blood sample,

run some further tests on it,
see what's going on.

Is it stress that causes
your blood issue?

Ow!

Make an appointment
with the receptionist.

I'll have your results tomorrow.

It's fairly self-explanatory.

The only real thing to look out for
is if they're too soft.

Like this here.
Into the box it goes.

Seems like a waste.
Some of the stuff's still edible.

I hate to throw good produce away,
but I can't shift old fruit and veg.

Now, what else do you need to know?

Well, this is only for a week, yeah?

I imagine so.

- That's not a very reassuring answer.
- Does your father have a fancy woman?

- No.
- Ripe or not?

Er, still firm, so it's still ripe.

Going to have that on my tombstone!

I'm still manager of the pub,
though, yeah?

Of course. Life is like a napkin.

Sometimes, you just need
to fold it differently

to see what the outcome is.

So, if I had any ideas
or innovations...?

Yes, of course.

Now, go on. Chop chop! Off to work.

Oh.

I wouldn't have come otherwise,
but Mags insisted.

With the baby coming,
she's become a bit of a worrier.

- I'm wasting your time, really.
- You have exostosis.

It's a bony spur,
growing on an existing bone.

- And a nasty ear infection.
- Yeah, I know.

I've been treating it
with hydrogen peroxide

and isopropyl alcohol
mixed three to one.

That's not a medically endorsed
treatment.

I endorse it. It works for me!

You need antibiotics,
and you need to keep it dry.

If it gets wet, then the wax and
water can't escape the ear canal

because of the blockage.

Yeah, with bony growths, I know.

Most of my mates
have got surfer's ear,

but I have to go in the water.

Society's deemed we need money
to live,

so I have to teach to earn some.

If you don't take this seriously,

you risk losing your hearing
permanently.

And if I don't pay my rent,

I run the risk of losing my home
permanently.

- Have you tried ear plugs?
- Hm?

- Ear plugs.
- Ha! Yeah. Kept losing them.

Right, well, I can write you
a prescription for some antibiotics,

but I would recommend surgery.

Would you like me to refer you
to an ENT specialist?

And what are they gonna do?

Remove the obstructing bone growths
with a drill.

Yeah, when I go in the water,
the bone'll grow back again,

and we'll be back to square one.
Nah, I'll leave it, thanks.

All right.
Well, that is my medical advice.

Let me take you out on the waves.

Work off some of that tension.

I won't charge you.

- Call it my civic duty.
- No.

All right.

But sometimes, even the physician
needs some healing. Mm?

Don't overdo it.

I'll finish it off later!

Look, I'm sorry we got off
on the wrong foot before.

We didn't.

You conducted a pantomime,
and you made me take part in it.

As per GMC requirements.

I'm the man they call
when they want an assessment done.

- I suppose I do have...
- What are you here, Dr Mullen?

Sorry. Er, straight to the point.
Good.

Pain in my legs, some numbness
across the lower back.

I've been to a few doctors, the
last one diagnosed spinal stenosis,

said I'd need surgery.

That's a drastic conclusion.

That's what I thought.
That's why I came to you.

I mean, I'd rather not
go under the knife.

My boys are ten, I'd like
to kick a ball around with them.

I know it's a cliche
to say they grow up fast,

but they really do.

Sebastian,
this last couple of years,

growth spurt's been amaz...

Sorry. So, I've been taking tramadol
for the pain,

but I thought, if anybody can
come up with an alternative...

Onto the examination table.

When did you first notice
the symptoms?

A few months, on and off,
but it's got worse lately.

Lie back,
raise your legs 90 degrees.

- Describe the pain.
- Painful.

Sorry. Er, starts in the feet
and calves,

moves up towards the back
and the backside. Oh!

Your femoral pulse is weak.
I'll scan your arteries.

- Do you smoke?
- Used to.

Pack a day.
Gave up when the boys were born.

So, ten years now since.

- Cholesterol?
- High.

Impotence?

Is that relevant?

Of course it's relevant.
Why would I ask you?

I don't know. Maybe it's your way
of making polite conversation.

Do you suffer from impotence?

Erm, yes, sometimes.

Well, more than I'd like.

It's not spinal stenosis.

You have peripheral artery disease.

Your pain and impotence are caused
by a diminished blood supply,

which is due to an accumulation of
cholesterol plaques in your arteries.

That is amazing!

I've been to three doctors,
not one of them

thought to check my femoral pulse.

I'll prescribe you a high dose
atorvastatin.

That should shrink the blockage
and ease your symptoms.

We mustn't let the GMC fire you.

Why? Are they're going to fire me?

No, no.

No firm decision has been made yet,

but I'd say the prognosis
isn't good.

There is a way through this...

If you'll just be more compliant
with the GMC.

I have been compliant.

Martin,
only you can change the outcome.

But if you change your mind,
I can help.

- All right, boy?
- Yeah.

What are you doing?

Setting up a pop-up stall.

- Pop-up? - Yeah, here today,
maybe gone tomorrow.

Specialising in street food.

Now, have you run this by Caitlin?

Cos she's not a big fan
of independent thinking.

She left me in charge,
so I'm using my discretion.

I can't help thinking
that you'd be better off in the pub.

Safety in numbers.

It's only for a week!

And to be honest, Dad, it's quite
nice to have a change of scenery.

Guacamole?

I'm here for the free Botox.

What are you talking about?

You were offering it
to my boyfriend.

He doesn't need it,
but look at my forehead.

There's nothing wrong with it.

You're joking. I want it smoother!

No.

You were giving it to him,
why can't I have it? That is sexist.

He needs it. He sweats excessively,
and he has severe body odour.

- No, he does not.
- What, you really can't smell him?

- No.
- He absolutely stinks.

Do you ever have a blocked nose
or nosebleeds?

A few nosebleeds, now and then.

- Hay fever?
- Yeah.

Get on the examination table.

- Hello.
- All right?

Is Nathan around?

Nate! Your mate's here.

All right.

Must be great living like this.
Free and easy.

Well, I don't feel so free and easy
at the moment.

I'm ready to pop any second.

- Joe.
- Nate.

You've got some nice waves
this morning, brother.

Could be offshore later.

I'll get you a board.
Mags'll get you a wetsuit.

- Sorry?
- Wetsuit for Joe.

I'm quite comfortable where I am.

Okey dokey.

Looks like I'll be getting you a
wetsuit. We'll get the board after.

He's great, isn't he?

Nathan?

Yeah, he's great.

Mm. You have a nasal polyp.

A small tissue growth
in your nasal cavity.

- Eurgh! - That's why
- you can't smell your boyfriend.

Can you feel that?

- Not really.
- Right.

- Will it hurt?
- No. I'll spray this anaesthetic up.

Oh!

Oh, God. That is massive!

I'll prescribe you
an antibiotic spray.

Keep this gauze on for an hour,

and you're not blow your nose
for two or three days.

Oh, what about my forehead?

Oh, don't be so stupid.

Hi, Morwenna.
We're here to see Louisa.

- Louisa?
- Coming.

Your patient's here.

Client. They don't have patients.
They have clients.

Hi, Bethany.
Thanks for coming in today.

Well, it was this
or getting excluded, so...

OK. Great. Do you want to
come through, into my office?

Iona Castle. Go through.

It's, erm, a bit cosy.

You sit here, Bethany.

Sam'll obviously be observing,
but he'll be assessing me, not you.

Is that cos you're not qualified?

Well, I'm qualifying.

But, yes,
you are actually my first patient.

Er, client.

Client! Yeah, client.

So, Bethany,

I understand you sometimes
have problems managing your anger.

No.

Sometimes. Whatever.

Yeah, well, today,
we're gonna be talking about

some coping strategies. OK?

It stinks of paint in here.

Yeah, I just wanted it to look nice
for our first meeting.

But, yeah, it does smell a bit.

Just like we did on the beach,
paddle, paddle, paddle, pop up!

One smooth movement.

Paddle, paddle, paddle, pop. Got it.

- Ready?
- No!

- No?
- No.

- No? - To be honest with you,

I've always been a little bit scared
in the water.

Being scared is cool, brother.
It makes us feel alive!

Tell that to the sharks.

Ready? Paddle, paddle, paddle...

...and here she blows!

Come on!
Front foot, middle of the board!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Don't worry,
everyone falls in first attempt.

My bad! I probably shouldn't
have pushed you in.

- You all right?
- Cowabunga!

Who-o-o-o! Whoo-hoo-hoo!

So, Bethany, what kind of things can
we do to help ourselves keep calm?

What's worked for you in the past?

I dunno...

I set fire to my nan's shed.

You burnt your nan's shed?

Last time she got on my nerves,
yeah. It made me feel better.

- Why didn't you mention this before?
- You never asked.

And that made you feel better?

She hurt you,
so she deserved to be hurt back?

Yeah, exactly.

Thank you, Louisa.

See, she gets it.

But arson is a very serious crime.

Well, she is very gobby, my nan,
so it was bound to happen.

And that's why you lashed out, because
you felt like you'd been provoked?

Provoked, yeah. Exactly.

She was basically asking for it.

OK, I think that's probably enough
for today's session.

Aw. She's actually way better
than you.

Erm, I'm sure that's not true.

Is there anything you'd like to
discuss ahead of our next session?

- Argh!
- You all right?

Argh! My back.

I'll... I'll just go and see Martin.

- Argh! - Hang on.
I'll just get Martin. - Argh!

- Sorry, we-we need some help in here!
- I'm with a patient.

- Argh! - Sorry, there's just..
There's been a problem...

- Is it your back?
- Yeah.

Must've gone into spasm.

Erm... we need more space.
Come with me.

- Two steps down.
- Argh!

That's it. Right,
I'll lie you down here.

OK. Back.

- Is he gonna die?
- Bethany...

- Does that hurt?
- Yes!

- How about this?
- Yes. Argh!

- What's the matter with him?
- He's got sciatica. - Ew.

It's pain caused by compression
of the root of the sciatic nerve

in the lower back.
Keep still.

Is he gonna be OK to drive me home,
then?

This is an anti-inflammatory.

He won't be allowed to drive
for a while.

How long am I gonna be stuck here?

- A couple of hours.
- A couple of hours?!

So sorry about that.
There was nothing I could do.

Can't be helped.

- Oh, hello.
- Hello.

Next patient, Doc. Julia Pote.

I just wanted to apologise
for the whole play date incident.

It was... Oh, what a mess!

Maybe next time, we should have
your husband on standby.

I really don't think
that'll be necessary.

I was trying to make a joke.

- No, I know.
- Come through.

- OK. Bye.
- Bye.

Your blood tests show that your
immunoglobulin E level is high.

I'll prescribe
a different antihistamine.

Fexofenadine, one tablet a day,

and an adrenaline pen which you'll
need to change every six months.

I'll try not to stab your wife
with it.

I beg your pardon?

That sounded a lot differently
to how I intended it.

Yeah. The tests also showed some
abnormalities in your blood cells.

What does that mean?

You have macrocytosis.
Enlarged red blood cells.

Are you a very heavy drinker?

No. Why? Should I start?

Macrocytosis is typically caused
by excessive alcohol consumption

or pernicious anaemia.

Well, I must have pernicious
anaemia.

It's a vitamin B-12 deficiency.
It would explain your tiredness.

Anybody else in your family
suffer from it?

Not that I know of.

Although we don't sit around
discussing our vitamin deficiencies.

It's a serious condition.
It's treatable, though.

I'll give you a B-12 shot.

You'll need an ongoing course of
these for the foreseeable future.

Out of curiosity,
does it affect my fertility?

It's a major cause of infertility.

Once treated, though,
you should be able to conceive.

Are you trying for a baby?

I'm considering my options.
Although, I am missing something.

- Yeah, what's that?
- A man.

Take off your mac.

Al? What are you doing?

Erm... street food.

I thought you ran the pub.

Well, I do. But Caitlin sent me
here and, well... things escalated.

Oh, I can't keep up with you.

So, erm...
bendy carrot, wrinkled apple.

Unsellable, right?

But grate them into a bowl,
toss them with some walnuts,

what have you got?

A basic Waldorf salad.

Exactly. And I am raking it in.

It's given me a pretty good idea
for a business, actually.

Fresh and Frugal.

Very alliterative.

Yeah, you take nearly out of date
but still edible food,

you turn it into "street cuisine",

and you serve it
from a pop-up stall.

So, life gives you avocado,
you make guacamole.

Exactly! And the best bit about it,
there's no real overheads.

The stock is free, there's no rent,

and I serve it from recyclable
plates and cutlery.

Well, I think you're gonna make
a success of this business, Al,

even if it is
by the law of averages.

Oh, Morwenna!

Is he giving you the pitch, then?

Fresh and Frugal, apparently.

I'll be in in a minute, Ruth.

You look like you're having fun.

Yeah, week after week, pouring
the same drinks in the pub,

it's nice to get a little bit more
creative, Morwenna.

- How was your day?
- I sent out the wedding invitations.

Right, so there's no going back,
then?

No. My beeper still hasn't gone off.

Well, stay positive.

Pretty soon,
someone will have a heart attack,

or breathing difficulties,
or maybe even a seizure.

So, chin up, eh?

You know the, erm, tests they do
at the clinic tomorrow

will let us know
if you have ovulated properly...

Martin!

After that, she'll want
to do an analysis of my sperm.

Martin!

Hello.

That's disgusting,
talking about stuff like that.

Sam still can't drive,
so I said they could wait here.

- I hope we're not in the way.
- No!

You know, one day, I'd like to go
to Hawaii, the home of surfing.

Maybe catch a few waves.

Maybe this morning, we could
work on getting up on the board

without falling over.

You going out again?

I thought you were sleeping.

Oh, no. I need some things
picking up from the shops

and the rubbish needs taking out.

No problem. I'm on it.
Soon as we get back from the surf.

It's like living with a teenager.

Or I could do it now, yeah?
It's a good idea.

Don't worry about it, it's OK.

Sorry, I've just got heartburn.

The best thing you could do now
is give me some space.

- You sure?
- Yeah, go on.

Looking good, Joe.

No, go away!

Doc! Doc! I was coming to see you.

Ally says she's gonna break up
with me. It's your fault.

So, you've, you've gotta Botox me.

Make an appointment.

I shaved like you said
and everything. Look...

All right, put your shirt down.

Go in to the surgery and wait for
me. I have to take these to nursery.

Right, OK, Doc. Thanks.

Is this what you call taking care
of the store?

That's right. Someone told me
what you were up to.

I'm able to do both jobs at once.

And, like you said, this produce
was just going to waste.

I'm in charge, Al. You can't just
do what you want anymore.

I understand that, I do.

But the way I see it,

when a napkin cannot be used
as a napkin any more,

you can still dip it in soap
and wipe the windows with it.

Trial run. Money goes in the till.

I take 60% of the cut.

50 and I'll do the napkins
for your wedding, gratis.

I can work with that.

She's doing my head in boy.
You've got to come back.

I don't know, Dad.

Freedom, fresh air.
It could be a while.

Come on, we have to open up.

Go on. Off you go.

What hurts worse,
armpits or hands or elsewhere?

I'll only be injecting your armpits
today.

Your hands require
a different type of treatment,

using weak electric currents
on the skin.

I will refer you to a dermatologist
for that. Other arm.

Well, if it's just in my armpits,

why did I have to shave
all my hair off?

You didn't.

Oh, I've shaved everywhere.

Put your shirt back on.

Keep washing thoroughly.

The injections should last
between six to 12 months.

The hair should grow back
before then.

If I'm honest, Doc,
I'm quite enjoying the smoothness.

Right.

I, er, I might keep up with the,
er, manscaping.

You know, in some areas.

- You can go.
- Yeah.

Get yourself ready
for when it comes.

Middle of the board,
eyes over your shoulder,

so you can climb the wave.

Nathan!

Hang on. I think there's
something up with Mags.

Nathan!

Oh, my God! Are you all right?

Say that again.

Are you all right?

Ha! Actually feels better.

Nate! Nate!

Nate! Come! Oh...

There you go.

Er, I do have a no mobile policy.

Doc, Mags Fowler's gone into labour
at Treywenan beach.

I'm 15 minutes away.

As first aid responder,
I am therefore responding!

Sorry...?

- Come on.
- Thank you, Dr Ryder.

I'll be in contact with the results.

- Quickly.
- Sorry.

We've got to go,
you can't have it here.

I can't move. I think it's coming.

Doc's on his way.

We can still make it.
I'm gonna get the car.

No, I don't think there's time.

Calm down, brother.
Breathe in, relax...

Joe, this is real!
I've got to get her to hospital.

I'm gonna get the car.
I will turn it round.

Argh!

Nate!

- Nate, you all right?
- Er, yeah.

OK, you're all right.

You all right to move?

Wait for this one to pass.

OK, let's get you comfortable.

- How's your wrist?
- It's not good. Argh!

I don't want to concern anyone, but
I think Nathan's wrist is broken,

and he's got blood and gunk
coming out his ear.

Joe. I have priorities.

OK. I just want you to focus on
your breathing. All right?

- Now...
- Are you qualified?

- She done a first aid course.
- I'm a qualified first aid responder.

But you're not a doctor.
You're a receptionist.

- I have training.
- Nate, please... I'm scared.

You'll be all right, muffin.

You heard what she said.
She's qualified.

You're in good hands.

- Yes.
- Breathe.

How is she?

Her blood pressure's 150 over 100
and her fingers look a bit swollen.

Hello, I'm Louisa, I'm Martin's
wife.

I thought I'd...
Are you all right?

I'm gonna have the baby now,
aren't I?

Yes, the head's crowning,
but your blood pressure concerns me.

Is that the pre-eclampsia?

Could be.
Once the baby's arrived,

we'll deliver the placenta
as soon as possible.

Oh, God, no. I don't want to have
the baby in a surf shack.

That's it.
You are doing really well.

Right, you don't have a choice.
Hot water and towels, please.

On it, Doc.

What's happened to you?
Has the pressure gone?

It has, as it goes, but it's not
important, concentrate on Mags, Doc.

- What's this?
- Argh!

Morwenna, bind his wrist
and put a bandage on his ear,

but don't put anything in it.

- You'll be fine. Don't worry.
- Is that normal?

- What?!
- Hey, Nat. Just, erm...

Focus on your breathing, all right?

Am I going to be OK?

He delivered my baby in a pub.

- Were you drinking?
- No, I was in a taxi

and the taxi crashed,
so I had to go to the pub...

it's a long story, the point is,
he's very good...

Here we are, Doc.

Thank you.

- Mrs Fowler...
- Yeah?

I want you to push. NOW!

Push!

Push! That's it!

- Keep going! - All right,
- I can see the head. Stop pushing.

You're doing really well.

Is it a boy or a girl?

It's a head. Be quiet!

- Oh, my God!
- Just breathe...

- Doc! - Don't worry, it's a normal
- reaction to the situation.

Push again.

I can see shoulders.

Nathan. Nate.

Where's Mags? MAGS!

It's a beautiful baby boy.

It's a girl!
It's a girl, it's a girl.

I'm going to give you something
for the placenta.

Penhale,
can you get me a plastic bag.

For the baby?

No, for the placenta.
I'll need to check it's complete.

Ambulance is here, Doc,
ready whenever you are.

Thank you very much, Morwenna.
And well done, you did very well.

Right. Well, the hospital will
monitor you for the next 24 hours.

- How are you feeling?
- I'm all right.

Well done, you did very well.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

You worry too much, you do.

Oh, look at her.
Hello, my darling.

She's beautiful.

- There you are.
- Thank you, doctor.

Congratulations.

You handled that really well.

- Cheers, Joe.
- I thought you'd panic.

I bet that wasn't part
of her birth plan, was it?

Er, no. I'd rather
she had her in a hospital.

I didn't have James in a hospital,
though, did I?

And the pub wasn't exactly part
of my plan, was it?

Yes, that was unfortunate.

No, it was just different.
That's what made it special.

Placenta!

You've left it in the shack.

The doctor will want to see it.
Go on.

- What were you saying?
- I was just wondering...

I'm quite capable of parking
on my own, thanks, Joe!

Janice?

- Get out! Get out!
- Don't shout at him, Martin.

He's been a bit off colour
all morning,

- he hasn't touch his breakfast.
- Open the door.

Doc, is that you?

- I don't have anyone else.
- What about your grandmother?

She's still mad at me
for burning down her shed.

You have your final assessment
with the GMC coming up.

There will be blood.
Thick... red... flowing blood.