All language subtitles for Doc Martin 2015 s07 (1)

(SIGHS)

(BLEEP)

(TOOTHBRUSH WHIRRING)

(DOOR BELL)

Package for Louisa.
School books or something.

Just need for you to sign for it.

Or would it be better to forward it
to her?

The postal service is sensitive to
all domestic situations.

No, that won't be necessary.
Oh, right.

Is...is she back already, then?

Where's the wife, doc?
(LAUGHTER)

My mum's single, but she's picky.

Tosser!

(LAUGHTER)

Morning, doc. Any news from sunny
Spain?

I'm sure she'll be back soon.

How about a pie and a pint later?
Set the world to rights...

(GASPS) Whoa!
(CAR HORN)

You idiot!
(HORN)

For goodness' sake! Back. Back.

(KNOCKING) Ruth? Ruth!

Morning. Well, I sincerely hope
someone has died.

I wasn't aware you were asleep.

Well, you made sure that's no longer
the case.

Oh, come on in, then.

I just got back late from London
last night. I was hoping for a lie
in.

I need a therapist. And I need seven
or eight hours' sleep a night.

I promised Louisa I'd get help,
but I can't find anybody.
I left you messages.

Which, obviously, I didn't get,
because I was in London.

Anyway, I hardly see there's any
urgency...

Oh...you want ME to do therapy with
you?

Yes.

Oh, sorry. No.
I'm a psychiatrist, not a therapist.

Besides, we're family.
It'd be thoroughly unprofessional.

Yes, I'm aware of that, but I'm
prepared to overlook it.

I'd be compromised.
I have personal opinions about the
state of your marriage

which would affect my professional
judgement.

What personal opinions?

You see? It's already causing
problems.

How long till she gets back? Have
you spoken to her?

Er...yes.
I spoke to her when she arrived.

She's staying with her mother in a
remote village and communication is
difficult.

It sounds as if you're saying that
you've only spoken to your wife once
in three weeks.

Well, she said she'd call me when she
was settled.

And she hasn't?
No.

Well, you need to call her, then.

At least then you'll know when or if
she's planning on coming back.

Well, she said she was coming back.
She said she'd phone.

Look, with regards to therapy...

I have an idea of someone who might
be able to fit the bill.

Just let me make some calls. Come
on.

You look nice today, doc. Cake?

What do you want?
Nothing.

Just being polite. Social
interaction. Perfectly normal.

Although, since you mention it,

Portwenn lifeboat station's
having a special day tomorrow.

They're doing a mock rescue. Me and
my flatmate Janice are taking part.

You're going to be manning a
lifeboat, are you? What?

No! I'm going to be a victim.

Waiting to be rescued.

Starts at half-three, so I will need
the afternoon off.

No.

It's my civic duty.
No, it isn't.

It's a proper honour to be asked,
doc.

Like...like getting an MBE or
something.

And why would you receive an MBE?
I dunno, do I? It's a metaphor.

It's a simile,
and the answer is still no.

(SIGHS)

Oh, sorry, love.
Bed and breakfast's not open yet.

Obviously not.
Where's Steve? Huh?

Oh, he said he'd be delayed a bit.
He had some business to attend to.

THIS is his business.
At least you're on time, for once.

Oh, Ruth. Hi. How are you doing?

I didn't know you were going to drop
by.

I told her you're not open yet.

But we are very, very close. I'm
thinking a day. Two at most.

You said everything would be ready
by the time I got back from London.

You were '120 per cent sure',
despite that being a mathematical
impossibility.

We're meant to be opening at the end
of the week.

You did say you were going to be a
silent partner.

Silent. Not dumb.

Who's Steve?

Oh, Steve's my boss. Moon Ray
Construction.

Obviously, we're called Moon Ray,
cos it's Steve, yeah?

No.
Oh, you must have heard about it -

Actually, that wasn't an invitation
to continue the conversation.

Have you come up with a name for
this venture yet? Oh...

Salmon Enchanted Place. It's a pun.

Portwenn Fishing Holidays.

A name that needs no explanation
or tortuous wordplay.

Oh, by the way, I found a few boxes
of Joan's stuff in her room.

I wasn't sure what you wanted me to
do with them.

I'll have a rummage.
Couple of days? Really?

(LAUGHS)
(DIALLING)

Salmon Enchanted Place. Just got
that. That's brilliant, mate.

Cos they're fish, right? (LAUGHS)

Er...

(PANTING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Oh, no.
(BLEEP)

All right.

So, doc, the lifeboat bosses want me
to have my medical certificate

before they'll let me back on the
boats.

Paperwork. You know? Ridiculous.

Step on the scales, please.

It's this new guy - Gerry. Station
manager.

Feel a bit sorry for him. I think
he's a bit intimidated by me.

You know - the Moon Ray and all
that.

You've put on weight.
That's muscle, doc.

Important I stay fit. Show those
young lads at the station

there's life left in this war horse
yet.

That's us done, then? No, of course
it isn't. Sit here. Give me your arm.

The last time I needed one of these,
Dr Sim just signed the form and sent
me off. No mucking around.

Really? Well, unlike Dr Sim, I am a
big believer in 'mucking around'.

Or 'observing correct medical
procedure', as we sometimes call it.

(HISSING)

Your notes say you are prescribed
bendroflumethiazide for high blood
pressure. Still taking it?

Yeah. Of course.
(BLEEP)

Then your pressure shouldn't be so
raised. I'll need a urine sample.

Why? What for?

It's routine - it checks for the
presence of blood, protein, sugar,

indicating kidney disease or
diabetes.

Might have a bit of a wait there.
The well is empty, so to speak.
Went before I came.

Well, bring one in when the well
isn't so empty, so to speak.

Tomorrow's kind of a special day,
so I really need it ASAP.

Then I need a urine sample.

Doc, I get it.
You're having a bit of a bad time.

I mean, it's common knowledge that
your wife left you.

I'm just saying: I've been there,
too.

Ten years ago, my missus walks out
on me for a younger fella.

I was angry, bitter, like you.

One morning, I looked in the mirror
and said to myself...

Shut up.

You won't get a medical certificate
without a urine sample. Next patient!

So, you don't know if he's moving
back in?

I haven't had a chance to talk to
him, have I?

What with Jennifer being away doing
some course,

I've been running this place on my
lonesome.

All right.
I didn't ask for your life story.

Sorry. I just feel like I'm in
limbo.

I asked Al if he's going to move
back in when the farm's complete,
and he's all... 'Maybe.'

I mean, what does that actually
mean, eh?

It probably means he's aware of how
over-dramatic you get

and he's trying to break it to you
gently.

I'm not over-dramatic.
If anything, I'm under-dramatic.

He always used to do the washing-up.

Have either of you seen Steve Baker?

He's not answering his phone, he's
not at home

and he's not showed up on site at
all today.

He'll be where he always is - at the
lifeboat station.

I warned you about hiring him.

Well, he promised me he'd get more
staff on.

I could use an extra pair of hands.

Oh, no, no, no.

These past few weeks it's been, 'I
can do it myself, Dad.

Don't need your help, Dad.
You'll only muck it up, Dad.'

You made your bed, my boy - you lie
in it.

What about you, Joe?
Are you free tomorrow at all?

Maybe.

I've been telling you to get one
for weeks.

Everyone needs a medical certificate
to comply with regs.

Gerry, what's happening tomorrow?
You know - a training exercise.

No. There's a training exercise
being covered by the local news.

Cameras, catching every moment.
And why's that?

Because it's five years since...
since the Moon Ray rescue.

Exactly.

Didn't your mum have a thing with
Steve Baker?

No. I don't think so.

I need to be the face out on the
water, so everyone can see me.

It's not all about you.
We should go in.

No. There's nothing worse than
walking in on a domestic.

It's co-workers.
They're not married.

Hi. How's it going?

It's not. Is Steve in there?

Having a domestic.
Are you all right?

Yeah (!) Amazing. Got guests
arriving at the end of the week, and
nothing is ready.

Are you free to help tomorrow?

Oh, I've kind of agreed to be part
of this mock-rescue thing.

We're gonna be on the telly!

Right, well...great.

So, you're seriously saying

you're going to stop the one man
responsible for that rescue
from taking part,

because of some stupid certificate?
Really?

Pretty much, yeah.

Well, the doc said I could pick it
up tomorrow, so fuss about nothing.

Hey, you know, it isn't a fuss about
nothing.

It's the state of my farmhouse.

You said that this lifeboat stuff
wouldn't interfere with the job.

Sorry, Al. Been tangled up in red
tape.

Just get me the certificate by
morning, and everyone's happy.

It's five o'clock, mate. Yeah, I had
a job in Delabole I had to check on.

Don't worry. You're my priority.

Here we go. Our waiver forms.

See? They can do it.
All present and correct.

2:30 tomorrow - OK?

Ah. Now, I don't suppose there's a
chance

we could shift the whole thing
to, say, half past 12?

It's just, that's my lunch break.

No, of course not.

Right. Worth a try.

(RINGING TONE)

'You've reached Louisa.
Please leave a message.'

Erm...Louisa...

I was just wondering if you'd had
any...further thoughts

about when you might be returning...

..to Portwenn.

Erm...I hope you and James are well.

Erm...this is Martin Ellingham.

Obviously.

(PHONE RINGING)

Louisa?
RUTH: 'No, it's me.'

Oh, yes.
'Can you come over to the farm?

I've got something to show you.'

I'll...I'll be right there. Goodbye.

(PANTING)

How many men my age can run five K
without breaking a sweat, eh?

You're sweating everywhere.

Figure of speech, mate.

And you should take a leaf out of my
book. You've been late every day.

It's bad for my company's image.

Where's Dr Ellingham?
I thought YOU were Dr Ellingham.

Listen, doc. I didn't have time to
drop in that urine sample.

I don't suppose we can just go ahead
without it, seeing as time's of the
essence?

No, of course we can't...
(GROANS)

Oh, God, I'm sorry.
Oh, you idiot!

What's going on in here?
Look what this man's just done.

Look at this mess.
What is wrong with you lot?

What's the matter with your arm?
Nothing.

So, you dropped that deliberately?
No, it was an accident.

Oh, doc, seeing as you're here, I'm
having these niggles...

Make an appointment.
It's just there.

No, get off. Thank you. Get off.

People say, 'You haven't changed a
bit,'

but in your case, it's literally
true. I mean, just look at that tie.

Lots of children wore ties in those
days.

On special occasions, yes.
This is on the beach.

Nonsense. I'll put all these in the
skip.

A mediocre therapist might have
something to say

about your inability to face up to
the past.

Luckily, I have found you someone
who is far from mediocre.

Dr Rachel Timoney.

She wrote some fascinating papers on
Psychotherapeutic Theory.

Been down here a few months, writing
a book,

seeing some private patients on the
side.

Where did she work before?
London. Bart's.

And she doesn't suffer fools gladly,
so you two ought to get on.

She's got a cancellation at 11
tomorrow morning, so if you...

What do you want?
Cleaned up nicely, doc.

Barely notice anything had happened.

I've got something for you.

Erm...

I'll pop in tomorrow and we can
discuss that certificate. Yes.

Make sure it's before 10:30.

Good for you.

I still haven't spoken to Louisa.
I don't know when she's coming back
or...

Or if she's coming home at all?

Yes. Erm...

Oh, Martin...

(BLEEP)

Ow!

(TOOTHBRUSH WHIRRING)

(PHONE RINGING)

(THUD)

(GROANS)

Hello?
LOUISA: 'Martin?'

Yes. I'm here. Hello.
'Martin?'

Louisa?
'Hello?'

Hello? Hello? Louisa?

(LINE GOES DEAD)
Louisa?

I told you to get a new tub.
Huh? No, you didn't.

It's empty, mate. It's empty.
Like your head.

I'll do a run into town to get some.

It's OK. I'll go. I told you -
I'm on this. Don't worry.

You've already got the afternoon
off. If you disappear away now...

Trust me.

You know the last time I said that?

When the crew of the Moon Ray were
stranded out in that storm,

and the suits were telling me it was
too dangerous to take out the
lifeboat.

I just looked at them and I said...

'Trust me.' Yeah. I've heard the
story before, mate.

Everybody's heard it.
It was five years ago.

I'm more concerned about right here
and right now.

I don't let people down, Al.

You have my word.

Trust me.

Morwenna, I need -
What happened to your face?

Nothing. I need you to -
Have you been drinking?

Of course not. Will you listen to me?

Get Mr Baker's urine test from the
fridge

and check it for protein and sugar
levels. Use a dipstick.

I was just showing concern.
Well, don't.

I don't suppose you've reconsidered
this lifeboat thing...

Urine. Dipstick. Move.

Wonderful (!)

I'm not quite sure how this
happened,

but apparently, Steve Baker is
pregnant.

I beg your pardon?
See for yourself.

Ah. I used the wrong dipstick,
didn't I?

Call Mr Baker and ask him to come in
immediately.

Doc, he's not actually pregnant.

The stick detects beta-hCG,

which is produced in the placenta
during pregnancy in a woman.

But in a man it can be excreted by
some tumours, most commonly
testicular cancer.

So, in a way, I did a good thing,
mixing up the sticks.

No, of course you didn't. Just ask Mr
Baker to come in. I'll be out until
12:30.

Where are you going?
It's none of your business.

All right.

Hello... Oh, sorry. One second.
Hello?

Hello?
Hello.

Hello?
Hello?

Yes... Er...no.

Hi.
Hi.

Thank you. Have you come for your
test results?

Yeah. Is that a problem?

No. Erm...go through.

Morwenna, I need you to call Dr
Timoney on this number

and explain that I had an emergency
patient and need to reschedule
today's meeting.

So, does that mean we might need to
close down the surgery this
afternoon?

Just call her.

Right-o.

Right.

Your urine sample showed the presence
of human chorionic gonadotrophin.

There's a possibility you have
testicular cancer.

OK. Have you felt any dull aches or
pains in your scrotum or abdomen?

No, nothing.

Look, are you sure about this?
Well, I'd have to examine you,

to look for lumps on the testes.

Doc, it's not necessary.
It's completely necessary.

Right...

Er...not here. On the examination
table.

Pull down your underpants. Put your
hands by your side.

Well...?

Nothing.
Must just be one of those things.

No, the presence of hCG
is never 'just one of those things'.

But I still get a certificate -
right?

You needed a urine sample. I gave
you one.

I need to run more tests. But it's
not an issue for the medical?

Won't affect me out on the boats?

Er...no. Technically, it won't.

See, erm...if I did have this
cancer,

how serious would it be?

I mean, how soon would I have needed
to seek medical treatment?

I just cancelled a really important
meeting to see you. It's that
serious.

Make an appointment.

Look, doc. You've done me a favour,

so I'll do you one in return.

Some hard-won wisdom.

Once they're gone, they're gone.
She's not...

Wait. Where are you going?

Just nipping out to see the doc.
Nipping out? You're at work.

Well, Steve's not come back with the
wall filler,

so I can't fill the walls.

Why do you need to see the doc?

Oh, come on. I've been late. I've
been tired.

I'm screwing things up for you, so I
thought I'd go see the doc

and get a booster or something.

I know it's frustrating.

(PHONE BLEEPING)

So, Dr Timoney says the only time
she can see you is half past five.

She also says she'd appreciate it
next time

if you gave her advance warning
before cancelling an appointment.

She also said, if you miss another
one, there won't be a next time.
She sounds like fun.

Send in the next patient.

Now, your next patient is kind of
your last patient for the day. Just
made an appointment now.

Where have all the others gone?

Erm...well, do you remember I said
I'd been picked to do this lifeboat
thing?

I maybe kind of thought you'd say
yes...

so I kept the schedule clear.

Figured I'd be able to leave about
now...ish.

That's fine.
Fine?

Send in the next patient.

Are you OK, doc? Cos usually you'd
be yelling at me by now.

Next patient, Morwenna.

For what it's worth, she'll be back.

I've got a sense about these things.

Next patient. Right, got it.

The doc will see you now.

Take a seat.
I'm sorry, doc. It won't take long.

I just wondered if I could get a
pick-me-up, as it were.

A pick-me-up? Yeah. Yeah. I've been
feeling a bit drained recently.

I sleep all night, but I'm a dead
weight the next day.

I read about these B12 vitamin
injections - give you more energy
and that.

No.
Huh?

I'm not just going to dish out
vitamin injections.

They can have
significant side-effects.

Not to mention adversely affecting
any condition you may have

that made you feel unwell in the
first place.

All right. Thanks, doc. I've got to
be back at work in five minutes, but
thanks, anyway.

Why are you walking like that?
Like what?

You have an awkward gait.
I don't know what that means.

It means you're walking in a
particular way in order to minimise
pain or discomfort.

You're not going anywhere.
Get on the examination table.

Oh, doc... Look, my dad, he worked
the fishing boats...

Really?

And he started getting this terrible
cough,

but he kept working for months,

until eventually my mum convinces
him to go and see the doctor.

Three days later he drops dead.

So, you see what I'm saying?

Yes, he should have seen his doctor
sooner.

Climb onto the table and pull your
pants down to just above the knee

and put your hands by your side.

Give me a hand here, doc. (GRUNTS)

You do the pants.
OK.

Does that hurt?
No. But you're feeling discomfort?

Well, it's odd, taking your trousers
off in front of another fella.

Physical discomfort. Exactly where?
Erm...

Just sort of the lower-body region.

Groin area?
Maybe.

Is it an acute pain or a dull ache?

Er...the second one, I suppose.

Any headaches or fever?

The odd sore head, but that's
probably just cos I'm tired.

There's a lump on your left teste.
Is that painful?

Ow. Yeah.

I'll need to take some more blood and
urine samples.

Can't I just go back to work?
No.

Yeah, just down and through. OK?
Thanks.

So, what do you need from us?

Some establishing shots - lifeboat,
lifeboat house.

Then when you launch the rescue,
we'll be there filming.

Well, make us look good.
Right.

Then we'll interview Steve about the
Moon Ray.

I'm sure you're sick of talking
about it, but some sound-bites would
be great.

I'll do my best. Tim, do you want to
get the girls on the boats?

I'll do it. Well, one of the younger
lads could use the experience.

Couldn't agree more, Gerry,

but this news report's all about the
anniversary of the Moon Ray, right?

I imagine our friends from the press

will want to get some coverage of me
on boats. That sort of thing.

Sure. Yeah. Works for us.

Just to say: shoot me from my left.
It's my good side.

Not that I'm telling you how to do
your jobs.

But seriously - left side.

So, how's it going up at Al's, then?

We're pretty much done.

Really? Cos he seems stressed about
it...

Come on. Trust me. It's fine.
(GASPS)

That's it. Go.
Wait for me! All aboard.

Come on, Tim.
Right, erm... (GASPS)

No, no, no.
You're doing it all wrong.

Let me do that.

Yes. That's tested positive for the
beta-hCG hormone,

which can be an indicator of
testicular cancer.

Oh, right. I'll send the sample off
for analysis,

but if my diagnosis is correct, you
will need an orchidectomy,

which is when the affected testicle
is removed surgically.

Then, depending on whether you have a
seminoma or a non-seminoma,

you may need a short course of
chemotherapy.

(SIGHS) So, I'm...
So, I'm buggered, then.

No, I believe we've caught it in
time.

With the correct treatment, you
should recover.

But this is also the second sample
today to test positive,

with the same levels of beta-hCG.

You work with Mr Baker, don't you?

For him, yeah. Did he pass off a
sample of your urine as his own?

He's the boss.

He just said it was an emergency
and, you know, I had to help him
out.

Why? Well, because I've been late
every day, off my game.

No, why did he ask you?
What's he trying to hide?

Right.

The receptionist will be in touch
when your results are returned.

Thanks, doc.
Yes.

You know, everyone thinks you're a
tosser...

but you're all right by me.

Really?

Mr Baker, this is Dr Ellingham.
Could you call the surgery
immediately?

I'll be in my office until 4:45.

Wooh!
Hang on!

Woo-hoo!

This is amazing! (LAUGHING)

Faster, Steve! (LAUGHS)

All right?
OK.

That's where we're headed.

A beach.

(JANICE CHUCKLES)

(JANICE CHUCKLES)

Steve?

Steve! Steve, can you hear me?

Janice... Steve!

What's wrong?
Help him up.

I can't!
Steve!

Steve!

Morwenna!
Hold on. (SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

Janice? Are you OK?

I think so.

See if you can get the lifeboat
station on the radio.

Erm... Oh, God.

Steve? Steve, can you hear me?

(GROANS)

I'm going to take your helmet off.
OK?

Here we go.

(GROANING)

Janice?
I don't know what I'm doing.

Press the thing in.
Hello? (RADIO CRACKLING)

Hello?
Steve, can you hear me?

Hello? I think it's broken.
Well, keep trying. (RADIO SQUEAKS)

We're going to get some help and
everything is going to be completely
fine.

I promise. Hopefully.

Hello?

Oh, Morwenna!

I'm standing outside Portwenn
lifeboat station,

where, five years ago to the day...

Come on, Steve.
..the men here

performed one of the most dramatic
rescues of modern times.

Steve Baker, the man at the centre -

Yes, I'm looking for Steven Baker.
(GROANS)

Oh, just ask that guy in the blue
jacket.

Right.

I'm looking for Steven Baker.

He's on his way back in the boat.

Well, he shouldn't. He obtained a
medical certificate under false
pretences.

You're joking? No, I don't joke.
But that invalidates our insurance.

Well, he's trying to hide something
from me. You've got to get him back.

Like I said, he should be back
already.

..as they played out on the night of
the rescue.

(GROANS)

This is Portwenn Station calling
PWL1.

This is Portwenn Station calling
PWL1.

Come in, PWL1.

Steve, just answer the bloody radio!

JANICE: Hello?

(GRUNTS)
'Come in, PWL1...'

Hello? Hello? This is Janice.

We need to speak to Steve Baker.
Come in.

'This is Morwenna. The boat has
crashed. Steve is injured.'

You need to send help.

Give that to me. Morwenna,
this is Dr Ellingham. Over.

What are you doing there?
(RADIO CRACKLING)

You're breaking up badly.
Speak loud and fast.

Steve collapsed, doc.
Crashed the boat.

Have you called an ambulance?

'No, there's no way it would get
into the cove and the lifeboat is
here with us.'

He's broken his leg or something.

And he definitely isn't breathing
right. He keeps gasping.

Has he spoken at all?

He's all slurred and garbled.
I couldn't understand him.

There's a first-aid kit on the boat.
You need an oropharyngeal airway.

It's a plastic tube that goes down
his throat.

(RADIO SQUEAKING)
What's he saying?

Sorry, doc. I didn't catch any of
that. I need to get what?

Airway! Plastic tube!

Doc? Hello?
(INDISTINCT SPEECH)

Hello?
'Morwenna....'

Oh, stupid thing!

Oh, God! Oh, God!
Doc?

Morwenna... I need to get to that
boat as soon as possible. What's
that?

It's a life-jacket. Put it on.
Right.

Right. The tide's coming in, so we
need to get him onto the stretcher,

up the beach and into the recovery
position.

No.
We have to move him. Ready?

(STEVE GROANING)

(STEVE SCREAMS)

I can't, not if he's gonna scream.

Well, plug your ears, then,
cos we don't have a choice.

OK, I'm sorry.
Right. Steve...

We're going to roll you off the boat
and onto the stretcher.

I'm really sorry.

(SCREAMS)

Right. Three, two, one.

(SCREAMS)

42-year-old Steve Baker was the hero
of the night,

singlehandedly saving the lives of -

I'm going to take your boat out for
a spin.

The water's a little choppy today.
You know - just to check it for
myself.

I don't want to have to rescue you,
as well!

Everything OK?
All right, Jo.

The water's not choppy.
What are you talking about? (LAUGHS)

Steve took the boat out on a
fraudulent medical certificate,

but it's nothing to get worked up or
noisy about. OK?

That's a crime.
It's not a crime.

Taking a boat out without
authorisation. That's grand theft
nautical.

I should come. Right, doc?

I don't care. As long as you don't
get in my way.

The Dynamic Duo.
Back in action again.

What are you doing now?
Oh, I don't know.

He wanted me to look for something
in the medical kit.

It's gonna be OK.
(STEVE GURGLING)

Right. If the doc was here, he'd be
shouting, 'What is the actual
problem?'

And the problem is: Steve isn't
breathing properly.

So...we need to help him breathe.

Why don't these stupid things come
with instructions?

I'll Google it.

Oh, God. I've got no reception.

I've never had no reception.
This is awful.

It's all right. I've seen him use
one.

He sort of shoved it in and twisted
it...I think.

But what if I do something wrong
and do more damage?

Well, you've got to do something -
right?

OK.

(RAGGED BREATHING)

(BREATHING SMOOTHLY)

You are totally the doc!

Nice one.

(PENHALE GROANS)

I'm fine. I'm fine.

(GROANS)

This isn't nearly as fun as I thought
it would be.

They're here!

Over here! Over here!

Help!

(PENHALE GROANING)
(MORWENNA SHOUTING)

Oh, come on!
We're not going to be able to land.

Too shallow.
You're going to have to wade ashore.

JANICE: Oh, god.

I need you to drop anchor for me.
Aye-aye, Skipper.

He's over here. We had to move him.

I put an airway in. I don't know if
that was the right thing to do.

Yes, it was. What happened?

He just collapsed. Crashed the boat
into the rocks.

Did he lose control of his arms?
He must have done. Yeah.

Putting on weight.
High blood pressure.

I think he's had a transient
ischaemic attack. Like a miniature
stroke.

Oh, and there's his leg.
What?

Oh, my God.

He's broken his tibia.
Do you have a splint?

We put one on the lifeboat.

I'm on it.
(STEVE COUGHING)

Mr Baker, can you hear me?
You've had a minor stroke.

Have you been taking any other
medication that you haven't
told me about?

I don't believe you. You deceived me
over a urine test.

What are you trying to hide?
(GROANS)

I'm not trying to hide anything,
doc. I was just trying to compete.

What do you mean, compete?

All the young lads looking at me
like I was over, finished.

I had to show them. You understand,
right?

No, I don't. What were you taking?
Steroids?

Trying to keep my edge.

Steroids alone wouldn't cause this.
What else?

EPO. EPO?
That's a performance-enhancing drug.

That would increase your oxygen
take-up and your blood pressure, on
top of a steroid.

No wonder you had a stroke, you
idiot.

I didn't have a choice.
Yes, you did have a choice.

Just as you chose not to tell me it
wasn't your urine

that tested positive for testicular
cancer.

I was going to call Barry
afterwards. (GROANS)

I just wanted to show everyone you
don't write off Steve bloody Baker.

Saved the Moon Ray, I did.

Oh, shut up. Right. I'm going to have
to re-set your leg

before we get you on the boat, and
that'll hurt a lot.

Take hold of him.

I'll help, although I've probably
got hypothermia.

No, you haven't. Well, I'm dead cold.
It's practically the same.

Be quiet.

(GROANS)
All right. Hold tight.

(SCREAMS)

There's something not right.
They're taking too long.

Fudge?

We need to get him on the boat.
Can't use the lifeboat.

The propeller was down when it
landed. Out of action.

We'll have to take him back on
the...fishing boat.

I told you to drop anchor.
I did.

Did you make sure the anchor was
connected to the boat? Hey!

To be fair, you never said that.
For God's sake! You idiot!

Call for another boat.
Not gonna get a signal out here.

Well, use the lifeboat radio.
He needs urgent medical attention.

There could be any number of
complications.

Are you OK, doc?

Yes.

Rude.

Radio's taken a battering. I'll take
it apart, see what the problem is.

Well, how long will it take?
I don't know. Maybe 15, 20 minutes.

Make it quicker.

(THUD)
(GROANS)

How much longer are you going to be?

It'll be done when it's done.
Oh, God! (RADIO SQUEAKING)

It's a mayday...

There you go.
Thanks.

Try not to get it dirty.
It's the only one I've got.

MORWENNA: We shouldn't even be here.

We should have just gone and helped
Al.

I don't really want to be on TV,
anyway.

He asked me to help, as well.

But I was still angry with him for
moving out.

Some mates we are (!)

Oh. Doc? Are you OK there?

Be quiet! You've got plenty to live
for. Probably.

Oh, will you shut up?!
Steady on, doc.

Don't snap at her.
It's not our fault.

Oh, no, it's never anybody's fault
in the village of the idiots!

Doc... Can't drop an anchor or
provide a urine sample...

Doc! What?
Radio's working.

This idiot's got a boat coming.

Right. That's good.

OK. Let's go inside now.

Oh, no, no.
There's nothing to see here, really.

Just don't...

He'll need a CT scan to determine

whether it was a stroke or a TIA, and
whether there was any damage.

Right, doc.

Thanks, mate (!) Thanks a lot.

You knew there was something wrong
with me and you didn't say.

I was going to tell you.
No, I quit. You're on your own.

The 'great' Steve Baker. Tosser.

No. No. Don't film this.
WOMAN: Stand back, please.

I've been waiting for you for ages,
Barry.

Barry? Oh, yeah. You leave me in the
lurch, as well, mate. Nice one.

Are you OK?
Yeah. Boat crashed.

Got stranded. Had to save Steve's
life. Typical Tuesday, isn't it (?)

What?
Right.

Are we gonna get this farmhouse
finished?

Really? Oh, thanks.

Would you like an extra pair of
hands, boy?

Are you sure? You think I'd let you
down, then? Eh?

Well... Jo's going to help, too.
Apparently.

Jo?

A lot of people would have been
worried

about being cold or getting stuck
out there, but -

Sorry. Excuse me, mate. You're in
the shot.

It's OK. I was there.

I'm actually a policeman,

so, if you want to interview me for
the official story...happy to help.

Sure. Sure.

(Go tight on the girl and crop the
idiot.)

Sorry. You were saying...?

Yeah. So, all I was worried about was
getting that airway and saving Steve
Baker's life.

LOUISA: 'Erm...it's me.
I guess you're busy.

Erm...maybe I'll try again later.'

(RINGING TONE)

'You've reached Louisa.
Please leave a message.'

Dr Ellingham. Would you tell Dr
Timoney I'm here?

You're 25 minutes late.
Yes, I was unavoidably detained.

But I'm here now. Would you tell Dr
Timoney?

Dr Timoney.

Oh. You're very young.

Have you been fighting?
Of course I haven't.

Well, you are here. Eventually.

So I suppose you might be serious.
Come through.

I only have time to arrange a
schedule with you today now.
Is that satisfactory?

Erm...yes.

I'll need a proper commitment - once
a week, without fail.

Can you manage that?

Erm...yes. I think so.

Either you can or you can't, Dr
Ellingham.

Er...yes. Yes, I can.

That's another thing - my study is a
phone-free zone. No distractions.

I'm expecting a very important call.
And no exceptions.

Take a seat.

House rules.

No skipping sessions, for whatever
reason. (PHONE BUZZING)

No tardiness. Punctuality is proof
of commitment...

(BUZZING CONTINUES)

Where do you stand on the use of
maggots for wound cleaning?

How are two lobsters going to feed
40? This isn't the Bible.

You're my first guests, and I want
to make sure everything's perfect.

(SCREAMS)

Before my wife left, things were
difficult.

What are you afraid of, Martin?

Of losing her.

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