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[Buddy whimpers]

[Tires squeal]

Get out.

[Engine revs]

DR. TIMONEY: Take a seat.

Why are you here, Martin?

DOC MARTIN: I understand you recently moved from London.

That's correct.

That you obtained your doctorate in psychotherapeutic theory

- at the age of 23. - Correct.

Your research was well received.

And now you are here seeing a few private patients.

- DR. TIMONEY: Again, correct. - Why?

This hour is about you.

Why are you here?

I would have thought that was obvious.

Don't you find it frustrating when a patient needs treatment

but either refuses it

- or can't see the need for it? - You don't have to patronize me

- to make your point. - I'm sorry.

But if this is to work, you need to trust me.

[Breathes deeply]

I was an unwanted child.

I failed to develop a normal attachment to my parents,

resulting in an inability to form adult relationships.

I exhibit poor communication skills,

I have unrealistic expectations of others and a blood phobia.

You will diagnose attachment disorder.

I see you've done some homework.

Yes.

And how long will this take to fix?

This isn't surgery, Martin.

This is a process.

We can focus on each of these areas and explore them together.

But I would suggest we follow your lead.

Before my wife left, things were... difficult.

DR. TIMONEY: And you don't want things to go back to that.

No.

What are you afraid of, Martin?

Of losing her.

How would you like to change your relationship?

What would you like to be different?

For my wife to be happy.

Not for both of you to be happy?

I think happiness is overrated.

- But not for your wife? - No.

Do you feel that you are to blame?

Yes.

I do think it would be useful for me

- to meet Louisa at some point. - Is that really necessary?

This is about you and your wife.

It follows that I see you both.

Yes.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

[Seagulls calling]

[Exhales sharply, chuckles softly]

Whoa!

[Grunts]

- [Knock on door] - Hello?

Anyone home?

[Seagulls calling]

BERT: You sell your lobsters on the South Coast, don't you, Gus?

- GUS: I do. - That's a ways to travel.

What if I bought all your lobsters,

save you the hassle and the petrol money?

What you up to now?

Well, I joined Voucher Angels.

They take care of the advertising.

You go to their website, print out a voucher,

and then bring your wife along

for the best two-for-one lobster dinner in town.

Sounds shady to me.

Totally legit. Proper job.

Gordon's been packing them in since he joined.

- So, what do you say? - Nope.

Oh, come on, Gus. I've got a wedding to pay for.

Am I getting an invite?

That depends if we can make a deal. Right?

I mean, look, this could be a gold mine for both of us.

I got my customers. I don't need more.

So long as you're all right,

don't matter that I'm about to lose my shirt.

Thing's that bad, Bert?

[Sighs] I can go 15% off...

Only till you get yourself sorted. That do you?

[Smooches] Got yourself a deal.

But given the circumstances,

I'm going to have to ask for something up front.

What?

300 quid.

Oh, I'm good for it. You know me, Gus.

Yeah, I do. That's why I'm asking.

Look. £200 is the best I can do.

£250.

I've got my bus pass here. Do you want that, as well?

It's just through here. How was the train ride down?

- Careful. - Oh, wasn't too bad.

He snored most of the way, mind you.

[Chuckles] First break I've had in ages.

Well, we are delighted to have you here.

Anything you want, you just ask.

Ah. Cup of tea would be wonderful.

Let's get settled in first, then.

I'll bring the tea up to you.

Oh, we don't mind having it here.

Milk and sugar? Please.

Just milk.

I don't do sugar.

Yeah, I've not got much of a sweet tooth myself.

Plus, you have to watch the waistline...

Not that you have to watch anything.

Oh, no, I do. My blood sugar levels.

I've had some little problems.

Give her half an hour, she'll tell you about them.

Well, if it's rest and relaxation you're after,

this is just the spot.

Here you go. All mod cons.

Oh. Oh, it's nice here.

Hmm. Peaceful.

PAUL: Yes. We've had a tough few months.

HEATHER: Yes. I said to him,

"Maybe it's time I see what this fishing thing is all about."

He's crazy for it, bu...

- Are you all right? - Yes.

I'm just making sure the bed is properly... calibrated.

And it is. Good. You're my first guests... ever.

And I want to make sure everything is perfect.

Ah. Well, there was talk of a cup of tea.

Milk. No sugar.

And I'll get your bag.

[Door opens, bell dings]

How can I be of service to you, Dr. Ellingham?

- Uh, just my order, please. - Of course.

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

Put it on my account, would you?

Yes, Doctor.

- Martin. - I can't talk. I'm busy.

Me too.

Ibuprofen, 400 milligrams.

- Why such a high dose? - Well, you took the words

right out of my mouth, Dr. Ellingham.

- Where does it hurt? - My neck. It's nothing.

- Let me see. - Oh, this is really unnecessary.

- Does that hurt? - Oh, I-I suppose so.

It might be cervical spondylosis.

What do you think, Dr. Ellingham?

It's very common in women of her age.

Thank you, Mrs. Tishell.

DOC MARTIN: How long have you been in pain?

Oh, a few days.

Really?

Couple of weeks... Month at the most.

- Up to the surgery. - Oh, I'm fine.

I have other patients. Chop-chop.

Oh, your tablets! Ooh, uh...

DOC MARTIN: Yes.

- AL: Where are you? - [Items shuffling]

- Al? - [Head thunks]

- Oh! Everything okay?

We're still waiting on that cup of tea.

Right. Okay. Yeah. Ah, right here.

Here.

Aaah! Mouse!

[Clatter]

[Seagulls calling]

[Thermometer beeps]

You tired?

I've had a lot on... Tricky parole assessment.

Well, you've a slight temperature.

I'll run some tests...

An erythrocyte sedimentation rate and C-reactive protein.

- I do not have polymyalgia. - Oh, come on, Ruth.

Inflammation of the neck and shoulders

are classic symptoms of rheumatism.

Plus, you fit the profile...

You're over 70, white, uh, female, and Northern European.

I'm stiff from desk work. That's all.

Shall I do this for you?

No.

[Grunts lightly]

Right. Come and take a seat.

RUTH: How are things going with Dr. Timoney?

Mm, that good?

You know, if it is polymyalgia, you'll have to slow down a bit.

What exactly do you mean by that?

It's an easily treatable condition.

I'm just saying that at your age,

you ought to be cutting back.

My age?

There's no question of slowing down.

I've been offered a non-executive position

- at the Maudsley. - I see.

I'm meeting with the board in a few days.

If all goes well, I shall be spending

a considerable amount of time in London.

- Is that wise? - I have a sore neck.

I think I can manage.

Hmm. Yeah, we'll see about that.

[Sighs]

We've been upgrading, and it must have strayed in

from the fields while the building work was going on.

I knew we should've stayed at a proper hotel.

AL: Well, I promise you, I'll take care of it.

In the meantime, why don't you get some fresh air?

You head on down to the lake, and you have a fish.

Well, actually, that's a great idea.

Yeah.

I'll come with you.

- In case that mouse returns. - Yes. Okay.

But, um, you do know that fishing is a silent sport.

Don't want to spook them by making noise.

I'll bring my book. Don't worry.

And rest assured, while you're out, I'll get rid of them.

Of it.

Of the mouse. The lone mouse.

I'll get rid of it.

[Indistinct conversations]

[Sobs]

Next patient.

Mrs. Chubbin.

MORWENNA: Mrs. Chubbin. You're next.

Hi.

Hello.

[Conversations stop]

Louisa.

Martin.

Uh, you're early.

Yeah. Sorry.

[Sighs]

Shall we?

Uh, yes. I'll get your case. You...

[Murmuring]

All right. Show's over.

Take a seat!

Place looks tidy.

Uh, yes. I had a... tidy.

Hello, James.

How are you?

Um...

Would you like me to take your suitcase upstairs?

You know, I brought you something from Spain.

Um, it's nothing really. It's just, um...

It's chorizo. It's a type of Spanish sausage.

Yes, I know what it is.

Filled with salt and fats and God knows what.

It's a gift, Martin.

Yes. Yes, it was. Thank you.

JAMES: [Babbles]

How... How was the journey?

A bit tiring.

It's good to be finally be here, though. [Breathes deeply]

And your shoulder?

It's still a bit stiff sometimes.

That's to be expected.

What about your head? Any pain?

- No. - Blurring of vision?

I'm fine, Martin, thank you.

[Footsteps]

Um, sorry, Doc.

Mrs. Chubbin's not getting any younger.

Um...

- Shall we talk later? - LOUISA: Yes. Of course.

I wasn't expecting you so early, and I...

It's fine. Really. Go.

Thank you for the sausage.

You're welcome.

DOC MARTIN: Mrs. Chubbin!

AL: [Grunts] Come here, you little...

[Grunts]

I came to see how you were getting on. What's the matter?

Well, it turns out we've got an extra guest.

A bloody mouse.

- Damn! - Calm down.

They'll be back anytime soon now.

RUTH: You're letting this get on top of you.

I think it lives in here.

Ah!

Oh, yes.

- If I could just get hold... - [Gasps lightly]

of the little...

It had to choose today of all days to make its appearance,

didn't it? Eh?

This is how it starts.

First there's one mouse. Then there's two.

Next thing you know, it's a full-blown infestation.

Do you think you can take it from here?

Nice one, Ruth. [Chuckles]

Good boy. Yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy.

So...

- You're back. - Yeah, we're back.

[Gasps]

And how are things?

Fine. The journey was a bit stressful for James.

- But he's all right. - MORWENNA: Yeah.

So, are you and the Doc getting back together, then?

[Sighs] Morwenna...

I'm starting back at school soon.

I need someone to look after James.

You don't happen to know anyone, do you?

My flatmate, Janice.

She's between jobs.

What's she like?

- She's lovely. - What, lovely and qualified?

She worked in a nursery for a bit.

Well, that sounds good. Yeah, I should meet her.

JAMES: [Babbles]

So, scale of 1 to 10... How are you two doing?

[Sighs]

I'll let Janice know, then.

Yeah. Thank you.

BERT: Here, Joe.

You heard of Voucher Angels?

Yeah. I got a day in a spa from them.

For a friend, not me.

My restaurant's with them now.

You print off a voucher, bring a date, and you'll be guaranteed

a two-for-one lobster meal to remember.

Nice.

Notice anything different about me?

Don't tell me.

Haircut?

Nervous tic?

Got a new Taser.

Taser?

JOE: Our inspector's been campaigning

for all rural officers to be issued with them.

50,000 volts.

Capable of incapacitating the most violent of offenders.

Are you sure they meant to send it to you,Joe?

[Chuckles softly]

[Seagulls calling]

He go down okay?

- Yes. - Good.

[Water running]

[Water stops]

Oh, where have you put the towel?

LOUISA: Um...

Oh, it's there, behind you. Sorry.

Oh.

So, what are your plans?

Let's eat.

Are we staying together, Louisa?

All I thought about while I was away

was how we can make this work.

We just need to find a way to get things... back on track.

Yes.

Can't go on the way we were.

No, we can't.

Okay, here's what I think.

Perhaps it would help us be together better

if we were apart.

More apart.

So I think...

- You should move out. - Yeah.

Yeah.

I see.

It wouldn't have to be forever.

No.

Just until things... change.

Right.

I don't know what else to do.

I've been seeing a therapist.

Really?

Well, um, first session last week.

Dr. Timoney.

She would like to meet you.

Why?

She feels it would, uh... facilitate the process.

Oh.

Where will you go?

I'll look for somewhere tomorrow.

[Sighs]

I'll move James into the bedroom

and put my things in the nursery.

Just for the time being.

How is it?

Could take a little seasoning.

Yes, I think so, too.

- DOC MARTIN: I'll get it. - No, that's o... Okay.

Shall I?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

[Sighs]

[Breathes deeply]

Ohh.

- [Knock on door] - LOUISA: Martin?

Yes?

[Handle clicks]

Come in.

I brought you a clock for the morning.

Oh, right. Thank you.

Are you sure you're comfortable in here?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Thank you. Thank you for doing this.

You're welcome.

Yeah.

Well, night.

Night.

[Door closes, handle clicks]

[Seagulls calling]

I'm sorry. You should have woken me.

Oh. I was up.

Do you want more coffee?

No, thank you.

Are you going to look for somewhere to rent this morning?

Mm. That's the plan.

Would you like me to come with you?

Yeah.

Yeah. Thank you, Martin.

- [Knock on door] - Morning. I'm Janice.

Now, which one of you is James Henry?

I have patients. [Clears throat]

- PAUL: Morning. - AL: Good morning.

I hope you slept well.

Ah, not too bad, I suppose.

Kept waking up, thinking I could hear scratching,

imagining those little legs scurrying across the bed.

Oh. Well, I want you to imagine this...

A free upgrade to our premium package,

which includes a chauffeured boat trip out across the lake.

Ooh. I do like the sound of that.

Isn't that nice, Paul?

Yes. Uh, lovely.

- I'm fine. - DOC MARTIN: No, you're not.

You have polymyalgia... Exactly as I suspected.

I'll start you on a high dose of corticosteriods

with a gradual reduction over time.

RUTH: I'm aware of the treatment.

Just write me a prescription and let me go.

- What's wrong with your jaw? - Oh, for God's Sake, Martin.

- Stop scrutinizing me. - Sit down.

- Sit down. - [Sighs]

Any blurring of your vision?

Some.

DOC MARTIN: Headaches?

You know, not telling your GP all your symptoms

is really irresponsible and actually quite stupid.

- [Sighs] - DOC MARTIN: Stay there.

I'll do a temporal artery biopsy.

Morwenna can assist.

Morwenna!

I do not have giant cell arteritis.

Ruth, both conditions can occur in tandem,

and none of your symptoms suggest that they haven't.

If we act speedily enough on this,

we could stop you losing your eyesight.

Fine. [Sighs]

Just don't mess up my hair.

Here, Min. What goes good with lobster?

Cider.

- Oh! [Laughs] - [Cellphone rings]

Oh, just a minute.

- Hello? Bert Large here. - [Girls talking indistinctly]

Oh, hello, Beryl.

No, I can't fit you in until 9:15.

Okay, see you then.

Here, Becky.

You and your friends fancy earning

a bit of pocket money tomorrow?

It's just I've got a big do planned in the restaurant,

and I need a bit of help.

How much?

What, I thought you worked for tips.

40 quid... each.

There'll be a lot of happy people there.

£40. In advance.

£30. On the night.

- Done. - Right. 6:00 sharp.

Don't be late. See you then.

Scalpel.

Arthritis in the brain?

Arteritis. Giant cell arteritis.

Hmm. Sounds like a horror flick.

Will you stop talking? And will you keep still?

Thank you.

- [Gasps] - You all right, Doc?

Tweezers.

It's an inflammation of the arteries in the temple

that can lead to permanent visual impairment

if the patient doesn't tell her GP soon enough.

Dish.

And suture.

Needle and thread.

So, what sort of a pay rise am I getting, then?

What on earth for?

For being your assistant.

You're not my assistant.

What am I doing now, then? The Riverdance?

Shh.

I'll send this sample off for analysis.

I'll give you an injection of Prednisolone.

But if it is giant cell arteritis,

you are going to have to cut down on your workload.

Scissors.

What I do with my life is my business.

Plaster.

Treatment is a minimum of two years on steroids

with weekly check-ups.

You also run an increased risk

of hypertension, osteoporosis, and stomach ulcers.

If you come 'round tomorrow afternoon,

I'll give you your results.

I'm going to London tomorrow at 11:00.

Ruth, I strongly advise that you don't take that job.

Noted.

I shall return in 10 days.

You can give me the results then.

Why do I bother?

What are you doing?

[Coin clinks]

[Dialing]

Hello, yeah.

I'm inquiring about the two-bedroom flat in Portwenn.

That's the one.

Yeah, the large kitchen diner, good-size bedroom, yeah.

Oh.

Right. Is there anything else?

[Dial tone]

Oh, goodbye.

Rude.

HEATHER: You got anything yet?

PAUL: No.

Honestly, I don't see what's so fun about this.

You just sit there for hours, and nothing happens.

It's about the peace and quiet.

Uh, do you have to keep doing that?

Just trying to get comfortable.

Every time you rock the boat, you scare the fish away.

Well, it's not my fault they're so sensitive.

I am a bit peckish.

What part of peace and quiet are you struggling with?

Don't take that tone with me, Paul.

- I'm trying to fish here. - And I'm trying to relax.

Then relax.

Well, it's weird sitting in silence.

I mean, it's not natural.

It's like you came on holiday to ignore me.

I came here to fish.

I'm the one who had the operation.

And I'm the one who worked double shifts

and looked after you and took you everywhere,

and all I want is a few days

when I can just sit and do nothing.

Al, take me back to the house.

What about the fishing?

I'm never going to get my fishing done

with her talking away, am I?

You couldn't row a little faster, could you?

It's a bit nippy out here.

Anything you say.

Oh! Oh!

- Heather! Heather! - Oh!

- I'm sorry. - Oh, God!

Sit down, please, or we'll go over.

Oh, I think he's broken my nose.

If you tip your head back... If you tip your head back...

No, no, forwards.

You've got to lean your head forward.

Sit down.

Please.

I'll take you back to shore, and we'll go and see the doctor.

You got my lobsters, Gus?

Got these two here.

What are you talking about?

Propeller on that damn tourist boat

cut through the line to my holding pot.

Well, you've put me in a right pickle, haven't you?

I'm in it, too, Bert.

You know how much a new holding pot costs?

What am I supposed to do now?

Call it off. Reschedule for some other time.

I can't. Those voucher people will sue!

Try Chippy Miller. He might sell you some.

All right. All right. All right. Look.

Just let me have the cash back.

Here's the thing with the cash. I don't have it.

Well, you'd better get it. I need 40 lobsters by tonight.

Can't do it, Bert.

I gave it to the ex. She had to have a new washer.

In the meantime, I've paid for lobsters

still crawling 'round the sea.

I promise I'll pay you back in a week... or so.

You can have these here if it helps.

How are two lobsters going to feed 40?

This isn't the Bible!

Well, if it looks swollen, Mr. Bourough,

then it probably is.

All right, well, I'll book you in for 10:00 tomorrow.

All right, cheers, Roland.

Morwenna, is Martin free?

Morwenna, can you find me, um...

Hello.

Have you got a minute?

Uh, yes.

Um, that thing we said we'd do?

Well, they can show us 'round this evening.

Ah, right.

That's if you still want to come.

Yes, of course.

Doc, Doc.

It's her nose.

Oh, really.

It won't stop bleeding.

Right. Go through.

Not you two. Just the woman.

[Clears throat]

- You okay? - Yes, I'm fine.

If you need me, I'll be right here.

[Whimpering]

- Go. - Oh, yes.

Take a seat.

[Door closes]

She's not one of your guests, is she?

Well, I wouldn't worry about it too much.

It's not like it's your fault, is it?

Be all right.

Probably.

[Sighs]

Are you on any medication?

Warfarin. I've got atrial fibrillation.

Well, then you should know that warfarin is an anti-coagulant.

That's why your blood isn't clotting. Morwenna!

Come in here!

Your heartbeat's very irregular.

Last month the specialist

gave my heart an electric shock to fix it.

Well, it didn't. You'd better go back again.

Put some gloves on.

Take your hands out of the way, please.

Oh!

Oh!

Morwenna, hold that.

Is it broken?

DOC MARTIN: No.

But I will need to cauterize your nostrils

to stop the bleeding.

Aah! [Groaning]

Silver nitrate.

Those giant matchstick thingies?

Oh, God.

Is it going to sting?

I'll ask the doctor. Is it going to sting?

- Shh. - No, you'll be fine.

- Aah! Aah! Aah! - Quiet. Quiet.

- [Whimpering] - Right, that's it.

Nasal sponge.

I was thinking 30%.

For what?

Pay rise, for being your assistant.

Really?

Next nostril.

[Sighs]

Oh.

I really am so sorry. I feel terrible.

I think I might be feeling a bit worse than you, Al.

Yeah, I can see that. Yeah.

The best restaurant in town

is having a lobster special tonight.

My treat.

You're my first customers.

Let me turn this around. Let's end it on the right note.

I don't know. We'll have to go back and change.

Yeah, I'll drive you. Won't take a minute.

What do you think?

All right.

Thank you very much.

[Indistinct talking]

Good evening, ladies. What can I get you?

Ah.

Two-for-one lobster meal deal, certainly.

But personally I wouldn't recommend it.

Really? We had our hearts set on the lobster, didn't we?

BERT: It's not your hearts that I'm worried about.

It's your stomachs.

I wouldn't want either of you to get shellfish poisoning

as a result of the sewage outfall.

- What sewage outfall? - Shh, shh, shh, shh.

In the harbor last week.

Didn't hear about it?

No.

I could cook you a lovely piece of chicken.

But we...

- I want the lobster. - I don't want chicken.

Ruth.

- Ruth. - Martin.

Haven't you seen enough of me for one day?

Are you seriously still planning on taking that job in London?

Have you not listened to a word I've said?

It's hard not to listen when you continually bark at me.

Oh, well, only because you're being so obstinate.

Oh, glass houses, Martin.

It's not about me.

You're obviously frustrated with the situation with Louisa

and looking to take it out on someone.

No, I'm not.

Oh, that's all sorted, then?

No, uh, she's moving out,

and we're going to look at somewhere this afternoon.

But this is not about me.

This is about you being obstinate

and not taking care of yourself.

I respect your opinion, Martin.

Just as I'm sure you respect my decision

to totally disregard it.

One year now since she made me the luckiest man in Cornwall.

[Laughs] Good for you.

A lot of people say that you need kids

to make a marriage complete, but I don't agree with that.

Sorry, what do you mean?

Oh, you don't know about lobster hormones?

A known cause of infertility in the male area.

Oh, I'll give you a few more minutes to decide.

Dad, have you got a table for two?

- No, we're fully booked. - Ah.

But you've got to help me out here.

It's been a total disaster.

She hates fishing. There was a mouse.

We nearly capsized.

And you see the state of her nose?

That was me, yeah.

Got a lovely spot for you.

Best table in the house.

Please.

And I'm going to stick around

to make sure they take good care of you, all right?

PAUL: Well, it seems... It seems very pleasant.

AL: With a view.

White or red?

Anything you want. It's on me.

Please.

Um, well, as we're having lobster, white, I think.

- Heather? - HEATHER: Mm-hmm.

He does, um, uh, Spanish dancing, as well.

I'll just get your wine. All right?

WOMAN: It has all the usual amenities.

Gas, electric hob.

Microwave.

- Excuse me. - Oh.

- It's, uh, handy for the... - Excuse me.

Handy for the school, so...

My Astrid is really looking forward to seeing you.

You are coming back, aren't you?

Yeah.

So there really is nothing else available?

- Not this side of Bodmin. - Mm.

Can I ask why you're moving from your present location?

- No. - No.

I presume you're moving here together with the baby.

There isn't any carpeting.

There's stone floors.

It's rustic.

LOUISA: The point is, children fall down.

WOMAN: And they bounce right back up again, don't they?

- LOUISA: No, they don't. - It's abysmal.

- Mm. - Yes.

Yes, it is.

However, as I said, Doctor,

it is the only one available in the village.

Come on.

- Oh! - Oh.

Oh, dear.

Sorry. [Grunts]

We'll both have the lobster.

Good choice. However, might I recommend the chicken?

Our chef has come up with a recipe

which I think you'll find quite delightful.

We'll stick with the lobster.

I really recommend the chicken.

I think they'd like the lobsters.

They're having the chicken.

[Laughs]

Don't worry.

I'll choose your lobster for you.

There's a skill to it, you know.

The more active the lobster, the more tender the meat.

They say the same about a chicken.

Just bring the lobsters so they can choose one.

As you wish.

Becky!

What you done to my lobsters?

I gave them some water to swim in.

They were bored.

What water? Where'd you get it?

The tap.

Freshwater kills lobsters, Becky.

It's salt water they need!

[Splash]

GIRL: Stop it! Help! No!

Stop it! Help!

Stop it! No! Help!

No, leave me alone.

I've got a Taser.

I've got a Taser.

They're dead.

BERT: No, they're not. They're just sleepy.

They've had a long day.

I'll go and cook them for you now.

Oh, come on, everybody knows that lobsters

must be freshly killed just before they're cooked.

You'll give us all food poisoning or worse.

Nobody eat the lobster!

Nobody is going to get food poisoning.

And they are not dead. Look!

[Indistinct conversations]

Everything's all right. Look. Look, he's still alive.

He's still alive. Look, look.

[Indistinct talking]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's going on, Bert?

Everything's fine, Joe.

It's just a fussy customer who thinks she knows everything.

What? This lobster's dead and has been for quite some time,

so just apologize... now!

- Well done, Paul. - Apologize, Dad.

BERT: No. I am not going to.

- JOE: Everybody quiet. - It's a matter of principle.

Sir, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to lower the lobster.

I came on this holiday for some peace and quiet,

and if he doesn't apologize now...

I'm never going to hear the end of it, am I?

- BERT: They are fine. - Apologize now!

Just give me that lobster now.

Sir, I'm not going to say it again.

Put the lobster down, or else I'll have to...

- [Electricity crackling] - Aaaah!

LOUISA: I suppose it could be worse,

although I'm not sure how.

DOC MARTIN: Why don't you just wait

until somewhere else becomes available?

No, it's best just to get it over with.

I'll tell them I'll take it.

No, don't.

I'll take it.

I'll move out.

Really?

Yeah. The surgery is James's home.

I don't want you think of you

living somewhere you're not happy.

No, Martin, you can't.

- Why not? - Because it doesn't make sense.

This is your home, and you've got your patients.

It's a couple of minutes' walk.

I want to do this.

Doc! We need you at the restaurant.

- Um... - You're kidding.

- Just go. - Oh, it's ridiculous.

What's happened?

Technically this woman might have been shot

with 50,000 volts of electricity.

Idiot.

Do you know where you are?

Here.

I-Is she going to be all right?

Actually her pulse is more regular than it was before.

I suppose there's a possibility the electric current

could have shocked her heart back into sinus rhythm.

I think we can all agree

this little puppy has performed a medical miracle.

You just Tasered a woman with a heart condition.

Well, to be fair, I wasn't aiming at her.

Right. Bring her up to the surgery.

- I'll prep the ECG. - Okay.

- I'll take you. - It's all right.

I know the way.

We want our money, Bert.

You and me both.

Um, I put this in a frame.

I thought you might like it.

It's from that afternoon we went to Padstow.

DOC MARTIN: Thank you.

You know, I don't, um...

I don't miss the peace and quiet.

What?

Now that you're back, I don't miss it.

What are you trying to say, Martin?

When you and James weren't here, everything was neat and tidy.

And quiet.

And now that you're back, it's not, and that's fine.

Thank you, Martin.

MORWENNA: Sorry, Doc.

I've got the pathology lab in Truro on the phone

about your Aunt Ruth.

Thank you.

Are you sure?

How far advanced?

Get my aunt on the phone.

Right. Right.

Well, can you scan the whole report and e-mail it to me?

Thank you.

Voicemail.

Um, right.

- Where are you going? - Bodmin Station.

Right.

Well, have a good trip.

And I hope this little incident

won't sour your views on Portwenn Fishing Holidays.

Ruth.

Are those our first guests?

Afraid so.

RUTH: Not off to a very good start, then?

Could have been better.

Should I ask?

Probably not.

Are you okay, Ruth?

Of course I am.

Well, sit down.

I have a train to catch.

- Maybe you shouldn't go, Ruth. - DOC MARTIN: Ruth.

Thanks, Al.

You can't take that job.

Good morning, Martin.

Look, despite your persistent attempts

to prove to the contrary,

you do have giant cell arteritis,

and unless you get it treated, you will damage your eyesight.

I don't want to slow down. I don't believe in it.

I do understand that.

How long have you been ignoring your symptoms?

A few months.

[Sighs]

Ruth, I would really appreciate it

if you would just take my advice.

All right, Martin.

Let's go home.

Right.

Oh, I'll take that. Here.

[James cries]