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Harvey, why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Harvey, why does a love kiss stay in my memory?

What on earth do you think you're doing?

Just having a look at what's... You must be Jenny. I've heard so much. You can't

do that.

Only Dr Merrick and myself are allowed in that office.

How did you get the keys?

I'm sorry. We seem to have got off onto the wrong foot.

I'm Helen Trent, Dr Merrick's replacement.

Where is she?

What's happened?

Nothing. She's just meeting a friend before surgery starts.

And you're checking up on me?

No.

I just wanted to see what you had in stock.

Do not find anything wrong with the drug cupboards.

I'm sure I won't.

I have everything exactly where I want them so I can put my hand on them

straight away. It's very important.

Well, it'll take a while to get the parts, Mr Trent.

Just the man who got us up here.

I should never have let Helen talk me into bringing her car up first.

It could do with a bit of a going over.

I'm not picking up the jag from London for a couple of days.

I've arranged to view some properties this morning. I'm going to need some

transport. Not a problem.

I beg your pardon?

Bernard Scripps, proprietor of Scripps Executive Cars.

This is one of my drivers, David.

It just so happens we have a car free at the moment and I'd be delighted to run

you round the houses.

Show you some of the area at the same time.

What a splendid idea.

I was all done to get lost anyway, and there's nothing like a bit of local

knowledge in some of the script.

I couldn't speak to you this afternoon.

Not the way Jenny's been lately.

You're still worried about her?

She can't sit still.

Talks non -stop one moment, and then she won't speak at all.

She hardly sleeps.

She's been under a lot of strain.

This is more than just nerves, Liz.

She's spending money like there's no tomorrow.

Huh?

Well, I wouldn't mind if she was buying things she actually needs, but...

We should want two pairs of shoes for your wedding. I decided that neither of

them was right. I just threw them in the bin.

We've all bought things we regret, Dennis.

Look, I'll have a chat with her, but maybe when the wedding's over and Dr.

has settled in, you should think about a holiday.

Take her away somewhere restful. A bit of sun and sea air will do the world a

good.

Maybe you should head back to surgery, but she'll be fine, Dennis.

Don't worry.

Excuse me.

I'm busy.

I'm here for my appointment.

Jeff Lloyd, 1130.

Just sit down, Mr Lloyd. The doctor will see you in a minute.

Take one three times a day.

If you give the prescription to Jenny, she'll get you the pills, OK?

Last one, thank goodness.

Strange times.

to reorganise the drugs cabinet.

To tell you the truth, I think me leaving has thrown Jenny.

I'll have a chat with her when I've finished my rounds.

And what about you? Will you be all right for an hour or two?

Fine.

I'm going to have lunch with Matthew, see how the house hunting's going.

He must be here somewhere.

Do you want me to come back later?

No, just give me time.

I'll drop them by while I'm doing my visits.

No, it's okay. I'm not being back just yet.

I'll come back this afternoon.

I know I said to do a stock check for Helen, but I didn't mean during the

surgery, Jenny.

Right.

I'll see you both later.

You'd rather force on me by someone meddling.

I didn't move anything.

Can I help? I can manage.

I'm sure you can. It's just that if I cause the problem... Right.

Well, I'm going to the pub to meet my husband.

Perhaps you'd like to join us when this is done.

Or not.

No choice.

Judy.

Penicillin.

Jay?

Are you coming over for some lunch?

No. I want to tell her that I found the antibiotics I was looking for.

Who? Dr. Trent.

Oh, it's that little replacement.

She interfered, messed up my system, but I've found them now.

Well, is it really that urgent?

No.

I don't suppose it is.

I'm just being silly.

She won't want to know anyway.

Why don't you come over to the pub for a cuppa?

Give me the lowdown on our new doctor, eh?

Come on.

So nothing that's leapt out and said bye me, then?

No, not yet.

But we have got several more places to see this afternoon.

I'd better sort out some lunch. All right.

You must let me get you and David lunch after all the help you've given me.

That's very kind of you, Mr Trent. Not at all.

And you must call me Matthew.

Have you decided yet, darling?

Oh, I'll just have a Claremont and some orange juice, please.

Orange juice, Claremont and whatever these gents are having.

That's Gina, the landlady. And the other lady is Jenny Merton, married to the

police sergeant.

Quite taken.

Don't want to get on the wrong side of the law, would I?

Thank you.

Did you see the girl who walked through and went out the back with the landlady

just now? I saw someone come through. I didn't see who it was.

She's my pharmacist.

Things have not got off to a good start.

Thanks.

Jenny?

With a bit of luck, that'll be the last of the lunches, so we can have a bit of

a natter.

That Dr Trent's just leaving with her husband.

I reckon he's a bit of a ladies' man.

Maybe that's why she's been so hard on you.

I don't think she wants a pharmacist.

She can't just sack you, though, can she?

It's her practice.

If she doesn't want me, she doesn't have to keep me on.

Of course she wants you.

You're good at your job.

I'm sure Liz has told her.

I thought very well for Liz running off to Africa with Ben, but...

I end up left here and probably now with no job.

I've got to get back. I've got to go to surgery in a minute.

Jenny!

I'm so sorry, Helen.

She isn't normally like this, honestly.

She can't be, or you wouldn't have kept her on.

There seemed to be some drugs missing.

Here, look at the DDA book. It says I should have two bottles of Nembital, and

can only find one.

Here, let me have a look.

Maybe the book's wrong.

No, I went through everything last week. I wanted to hand the practice over to

you in good order.

Could Jenny have disposed of them? Out of date, perhaps?

No. She writes everything in the book, and I witnessed their disposal.

There's no way I could have prescribed that number since last week.

Jenny have a problem?

How do you mean?

Oh, no, no, not Jenny.

But she has been behaving rather strangely recently.

I was just sorting those.

You left them out.

And the door was wide open. Do you have any idea how irresponsible that was?

How dare you?

Jenny!

Don't stand there and let her criticise me.

You know I'm good at my job.

There are drugs missing.

I didn't take them. No, of course not, but... It's her.

She doesn't want me to stay on until she's making it up.

Jenny? She's got an infamy, Liz.

She said to leave them. Join her for lunch.

Jenny, stop this. You are not yourself at the minute. Will you go home, please,

and have a rest?

Do you rather believe her than me?

A fine friend you are.

Jenny!

Come in.

Can I have a word, please, then?

Yes, Liv.

I've been giving a lunchtime talk.

Policing in the business community.

Has something happened?

Is it Jenny?

Yes.

She was certainly acting oddly when I got back. And then a little later, we

ended up arguing.

Is she OK?

She went home. At least, I assume she went home. She stormed off.

Maybe I should go.

And if there's more, there are drugs missing.

Quite a few, in fact, barbiturates.

You think Jenny had taken them? I don't know.

The drugs are gone, there's no doubt about that, but Jenny left the surgery

and the drugs out. Anyone could have taken them.

But given her recent behaviour, it's not out of the question that Jenny's taken

them. Whatever else, I have to report it. The law says I have to report the

of any dangerous drugs.

Yes, and you have.

You're too closely involved. I should report it to someone else.

Oh, Liz.

You're her friend.

I'm only asking for enough time to talk to Jenny and find out if she's taken

them. What if she hasn't? What if a child wandered in and took them?

You've got to give me time, Liz.

If Jenny's taken them, if she has a problem... I don't think Jenny's been

drugs, Dennis. I would have noticed before.

Let me talk to her.

I'll find the drugs. I'll get them back to you.

Then maybe when Jenny's had a holiday like you suggested, she'll be OK again.

You could lose your job covering this up. We both could.

I'm not asking you to cover anything up.

You've done your duty. You've reported it. Only my neck is on the line.

Now, let me sort this out, please.

And what if Jenny hasn't got them?

I'm sure she has.

It's the only rational explanation.

Don't worry. I'll get someone else onto checking other possibilities as well.

And, Liv?

Thanks.

It's ironic.

Here we are, moving to the country to get away from the London drug addicts.

Find a quieter, safer place to start again.

One incident doesn't make it a hotbed of vice.

I know.

It's just I wanted it to be perfect.

A sleepy little village.

So now you're having second thoughts?

A bit late for that.

You can go back to London any time you like.

Not after.

I'd always be imagining you were with her.

I made you a promise, Helen.

And I meant it.

That's all finished.

The view I want to be with, wherever you are.

So, London, New York, Paris, Yorkshire?

The choice is yours.

We just need to let the estate agents know about the viewings this afternoon.

It is very pretty here.

I might have known they'd be around trying to shift the blame onto me.

Liz has to report the drugs missing. She has no choice.

You think I stole them?

I don't know.

That's why I'm asking.

You honestly think I do that?

Not when you're yourself, no. But you have to admit, you've been under strain

lately. I didn't take them. It had nothing to do with me. Look, Liz has

mistake. They must be at the surgery.

She says not.

And you'd rather believe her than your own wife.

They have conjured up this stupid story between them. Can't you see that?

Jenny, why would they do that?

Maybe Helen Trent took the drugs to give her a reason to get rid of me and Liz

has been duped into believing that I'm to blame. I can't believe they've got to

you too.

Take it easy, darling. I'm only trying to help. By accusing me of theft was a

funny way of helping.

Maybe you're in it too.

That's it, isn't it?

Jenny, please. You're not well.

Jenny! Jenny!

Jenny!

Jenny!

Jenny!

Jenny, let me in.

Jenny, open the door.

I'll be right over, Dennis.

If it's about it, you say we may have to hospitalise her.

Hospital?

I don't know, Liz.

Maybe if you could just give her something to help her sleep for a while.

Then it would be easier and we could figure out what to do with her.

I'm just tired and everything.

You're going to have to open the door sometime, Jenny.

Jenny!

Are you alright?

That's from a police station.

Can I help?

Right, sir.

In Market Street.

Right, we'll get someone down there straight away.

Help!

There's a disturbance in Market Street. You best get down there.

And I'll get on to Rob and he'll give you some backup.

Right, thanks, Alf.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Right that way.

Danny!

It's okay.

I'm not going to hurt you.

I promise.

Get away from me.

All of you.

Sarge, what's going on?

Sarge, what's going on?

Jenny. Don't touch me.

Don't let him hurt me again.

Rob, we'll take her into the office.

Phil, make a cup of tea.

I

don't

know what's happening to her.

No.

Well, I'll have a chat with her.

Then we can find out what's best to do.

All right, Jenny.

They will bring us in their cup of tea in a moment.

They're in it together, planning to have me locked up.

I never suspected, not till today, when she accused me of dealing some drug.

Dennis hurt me.

He even wanted me sedated to make it easier for them.

I was so frightened.

I had to escape, so I climbed out of the window.

I'm not going to let them put me away.

I know what they're up to. Do you see?

Why don't we get the doctor in to have a look at your cuts and bruises?

I'm sure that Liz will be... Not Liz.

Don't you see?

She's in it with him.

How about Dr Trent?

And if you're under the circumstances, she won't mind.

I'll go and call her.

And Rob will stay with you to make sure you're all right.

Don't leave me out.

All right, Jenny.

You go and get the doctor.

Cuts and bruises, really.

It's more a case of a psychological state.

All right, thanks, Dr Trent.

We'll see you soon.

Was that about Jenny?

Can you call Helen back and tell her not to worry as I'm here already?

She won't see you, Liz.

What do you mean she won't see me?

Have you charged him, then?

Sorry, who?

There you go, Sarge.

Sarge, oh, I see. Well, don't think I'm going to let it drop.

What are you on about?

He may be a copper, but he can't go around attacking women and thumping

who tries to stop him. I want him charged.

Look, when you don't know what you're talking about, it's best to keep quiet.

All right?

Tell me.

I want...

I'm really sorry, Sarge. I know, Bella, maybe you only make things worse for me

as well as for you.

Then what are you going to do?

First thing is that we have to inform Division.

No, Sarge, we can get him to drug... No!

It's not just that.

Dr Merrick reported some drugs missing, and I didn't take the appropriate

action. What do you mean?

I thought Jenny might have taken them.

She left the drugs cupboard and the surgery open when she went out for

suppose anyone could have wondered if they'd take him home.

Right, well, Rob and I can find them, Sarge. No, it's too late. You've got to

things by the book.

You have to inform Division, or we could both end up losing our jobs.

If there's anything you'd like to add to your statement, Mr Lewis, just let me

know. Just make sure he's charged like any other bloke. It's all in hand.

Oh, Rob, what's going on?

How's Jenny? Can I see her?

Dr Trent's in with her at the moment.

Nothing major on the physical side.

Gina, hello.

Liz said she'd call you.

Would you mind sitting with Jenny? I don't really want to leave her on her

at the moment.

She needs a friend.

Yeah, of course.

It's not good news.

She's clearly disturbed, but I have to say, her story seems coherent enough.

We'll have to take her complaints about her husband and Dr. Merrick seriously.

Jen, love, I'm sure it's all going to be OK.

Please don't worry.

They want to have me put in a psychiatric hospital.

No -one's going to do that.

They've been plotting it for ages.

Liz and Dennis having their little affair and plotting to have me put away.

Sir?

PC's Walker and Bellamy.

This is DS Rankin, Drug Squad.

You'll be working with DS Rankin on the stolen drugs while I sort out the other

aspects. Shall we go into your office?

Oh, Jenny, Mrs Merton's in there with a friend, sir.

Well, the interview room, then, perhaps.

Don't think we need to put you in a cell just yet.

Ashfordly Police Station. Can I help you?

Right. First, you'll need to speak to the doctor. Find out the first line of

story. And then we'll search Sergeant Merton's house. Do you know what the

taken? His house.

I hardly think we're going to find the drugs there.

Sergeant Merton's already looked.

I'm not interested in what you think. Some heavy -duty drugs have gone

Thank you.

And your Sergeant's missing to the prime suspect.

Yes, ranking.

Even Sergeant Merton believes his wife took them.

That was the hospital.

There's been a drugs overdose.

She must have hidden them somewhere.

The surgery, the house.

So we shall start the surgery.

Of course, I should have made an official report as soon as I had the

missile.

It just made things worse.

You thought you were acting for the best.

Well, I'm going to go and interview your wife, see what we can salvage from

this.

You won't object to research ours?

Not that.

I'd only realise how disturbed Jenny was.

For God's help, we wouldn't be in this mess now.

Now we know exactly what's missing, let's go search Merchant Street.

I think what Dr Merrick said was right.

Someone came and stole the drugs whilst the surgery was still open.

Very convenient.

Shouldn't we follow up on the overdose, visit the hospital?

Do you know how many overdoses there are every day?

That's not the point.

And I'm in charge here, Constable.

Let's go and pick up your sergeant and get this search over and done with.

Well, the sergeant has to be, though, while we search through his stuff.

Those are the rules, PC Bellamy.

I assume you have no problem with that.

You see, I hadn't realised they were having an affair.

Liz, Dr Merrick, that is, and Dennis.

Why would they steal the drugs and try to make it seem like you were to blame?

As for Liz, Dennis is life.

They couldn't stay here, not with the scandal.

But if I were carted off to hospital and he became close to the doctor who'd

helped him through his troubles, then that would be all right.

But I understand Dr Merrick is engaged to be married.

They had to cover their tracks.

Poor Ben.

She just used him, too.

I can't seriously believe that Sergeant Merton will go to these lengths.

He's always seemed to care for you.

He cares for me.

I had to climb out of a window to escape him.

Would I do that if I wasn't sure?

I didn't tell him.

All this time.

Making a fool out of me.

Excuse me, please.

That's our honeymoon.

Those are the booking details.

I don't quite know why I kept them.

I'm really sorry, Sarge.

You and me both.

But it's got to be done, so you might as well go on with it.

Show me what you have to show.

Right, I'm off. Nightly trip.

Hey.

Are you all right?

What?

Oh, yes, yes.

You were thinking about Jenny, weren't you?

It's just so awful.

I had a soft spot for her once. I don't know what it was.

But you were wonderful about it and never made me feel bad or anything.

I can imagine her doing that.

She's lucky to have such good friends.

She'll need them all to help her.

Right, Sergeant Merton, we'll return to the station.

You two can go off duty.

Sergeant? He's made his mind up.

He's not even going to look at any other possibilities.

Which leaves it down to us.

I think we should go to the hospital.

Come on, let's go.

You look exhausted.

Why don't we go out for dinner?

At least let me take you to the pub for a drink. I couldn't.

I don't think anyone around here really believes all that stuff about you and

Ben framing Jenny, do you?

No, of course not.

I'm sure they all realise by now that Jenny's not very well.

Well, then what about dinner?

I'd really rather stay in, Ben.

I don't feel so bad for her. It's OK.

I'm done.

Well, let's hope you've got a cast -iron stomach, Dr Merrick.

I'm taking you back to my place for some Norton -class cuisine.

I was thinking, Sarge, with Jenny and Gina at your place, well, I've got a

room at my house.

I'm sure that Mrs Ventress wouldn't object.

That's very kind of you, Ben.

Alf.

I've arranged a room at the pub.

Oh. All right, then.

I'll be off.

I'm sure we could both do that.

What's the situation?

She says you assaulted her, imprisoned her, framed her with the drugs to have

her put away.

Well, that's just ridiculous.

She does have bruises.

Did climb out of the window to get away from me. That's pretty desperate.

I would never hurt Jenny.

It's her word against yours.

And you admit you concealed the drugs theft?

I was just buying time.

Then there's Mr Lewis.

You assaulted him. There were witnesses.

I wanted to get to Jenny before she did herself an injury.

He just got in the way. It was an accident.

A mess.

I'm afraid I have no choice, Dennis.

You'll get it back when this is sorted out.

If I get it sorted out.

What are you saying?

Laker, where's the burrows?

Why don't you sit down and tell us what happened?

I've got to get home.

I told Mum I'd be back by ten at the latest.

Well, we can give you a lift back.

Come on.

Why don't you tell us what happened?

OK.

Terry's been worrying about his exams, right?

Not sleeping very well.

And a friend said that he'd had some sleeping tablets from a doctor.

And he offered to tell Terry a couple.

Who's the friend?

I don't want to get him into trouble or anything.

He didn't tell Terry not to take more than one or two, though, did he?

Terry must have just got confused.

Forgotten that he'd already had some.

And he wasn't told not to take them with alcohol.

Your boyfriend nearly died.

The next person might not be so lucky unless we get those pills back.

It was Jeff.

He's in the sixth farm.

Jeff Wide.

I'd better tell the others, too.

These pills are as dangerous as you say.

Jenny, love, will you sit down?

You see it, don't you?

They're all in it.

All in what?

I just wish I could think straight and I could stop them.

Look, how about I make you something to eat, eh?

Or a nice cup of tea?

I told you, I'm not hungry.

Why are you here?

Did they send you?

I'm here because I'm your friend, Jen.

I... I don't know who to trust anymore.

I don't know who's on my side.

Oh, Gina, I'm so frightened.

It must be awful for you, Jen, but I'm here for you. You've got to trust me.

Promise me you won't let them put me away.

Promise me.

I promise.

I'm going to look after you, all right?

Don't worry, yeah?

You've got no right to just barge in here and go through all my son's things.

One lad's in hospital with a drug overdose.

We're trying to stop any others from landing in there as well. It's got

to do with Geoffrey.

But we think Geoffrey might have stolen some drugs from the doctor's surgery

this morning. Ridiculous.

Geoffrey, tell the constable you did no such thing.

That other lad, the one who took the overdose, he probably stole them.

Tell them, Geoffrey.

What's this, then?

Eh?

Geoffrey?

and to tell you everything, make a clean breast of it.

It's the only thing to do under the circumstances.

Very wise, Mr Lloyd.

So you admit that you stole the drugs?

I had to go back to the surgery to collect my antibiotics.

The door was open.

There were all these bottles just lying there.

How did you decide which ones to take?

I recognised some names.

Nembital.

I know that's a downer. So you took the drugs to school and then you flogged

them to your mates?

A few, yeah.

Who to, Jeff?

We need to know to be sure that nobody else ends up in hospital.

Or worse.

Names and addresses, if you know them.

Please, if Bellamy and I can go around there, make sure they're all OK, get any

pills about that we can, minimise the damage.

Your son has been a very silly boy, Mr Lloyd.

Will he be charged?

Theft, offences under the dangerous drugs legislation.

If you get all the pills back, couldn't you drop it? I'm sure he'll never do

anything like this again.

I have no choice, Mr Lloyd.

They have to be charged. Drug dealing is a serious matter.

He's got to go to university.

It's Italy law.

Perhaps he should have considered that.

Quite a list.

You have your work cut out. You best get started.

Thanks, Sarge.

I keep looking back, thinking, was there something I did, something I said?

There's no point looking for reasons.

I have to try and make some sort of sense, I don't know.

Maybe there is no sense.

Well, then there's nothing I can do to change it, to help, Jenny.

Of course there is.

You can be there, support her.

How can I? She won't let me near her.

There'll come a time when she realises she's got it wrong, that she's not been

in her right mind.

That's the time she's going to need you.

And until then... I've made her a promise you can't keep, Gina.

Jenny's in no fit state to make decisions for herself, so we have to

for her.

And that may well mean sectioning her to a psychiatric hospital.

She'll think I've betrayed her.

Once she's herself again, she'll know you acted in her best interest, I'm

I think we can tie up any loose ends now that D .S. Rankin has gone back to

division, can't we, lads?

Yes, sir.

That search you made of the lads' house was illegal.

You should have come back for a warrant.

That was my fault, sir.

I persuaded P .C. Walker.

Neither of us wanted those drugs on the loose, sir.

With one lad in hospital already.

But no real harm done, eh?

Have you contacted the other kids who bought drugs off you and Mr Lloyd?

Yes, sir. We're dealing with that. Good.

Well, I'll go and speak to Sergeant Merton, tell him that, thanks to you

he's facing one less charge.

We thought an ambulance might frighten Jenny.

Much better to have a friend take her to hospital.

I wanted to come along, if there's anything I can do.

Well, I've sedated her, so she's quiet, but perhaps you and Gina could sit in

the back with her, just in case.

Here's Dave and Bernie waiting for you.

Jane, no.

Are you... Oh, my God.

That's for a little drive.

Don't worry, Phil.

I've come to tell you that Jenny's on her way to Ashfordly General.

Helen has arranged for her to have a psychiatric assessment there. Well, then

let me see her.

Only if she agrees, but I think it's important you're there just in case.

Also, the psychiatrist will want to talk to you. About what's wrong with her?

About that and about how best to proceed.

OK, I'll get my jacket.

We should be admitted or sectioned. Oh, that's for the psychiatrist to decide.

Do I go to casualty?

No, she's been assessed on the medical ward, B3. They have some psychiatric

there.

I'm sorry, Dennis.

You're not going to charge him, are you?

Just because he's a cop and he's going to get away with what he did.

If you really and honestly want Sergeant Merton charged, he will be.

Rest assured of that.

What do you mean, really and honestly?

Well, er...

I was hoping when you heard all the facts you would find it in your heart to

reconsider.

Do you think I could come in just for a minute?

How is she, Gina?

The doctors are with her now.

Helen gave her a sedative, but... I don't know.

I've never seen her like this before.

I've never seen anyone behave so strangely.

The doctors will know what to do, how to help.

Sergeant Merton, perhaps we could have a word?

We'll leave you to it.

Thanks, Gina.

So, you see, Sergeant Merton wasn't chasing his wife to hurt her.

He was desperately trying to save her from harming herself.

I thought he was going to kill her, that's why I stopped him.

Oh, very brave of you.

I mean, if he had have been, he might have got an award.

I said I've just made things worse.

Oh, you mustn't blame yourself.

How are you to know?

That poor man, he must be going through hell.

His wife, his job.

Everything gone.

All in the blink of an eye.

I can't help with his wife, of course, but if I were to drop the charges, he

wouldn't lose his job, then, would he?

No, Mr Lewis, he wouldn't.

If you'd be so kind.

Right, then.

What do I have to do?

Well, you just sign here on the dotted line, withdrawing your complaint.

and I can handle the rest.

The duty psychiatrist has seen Jenny.

And?

In his opinion, she's suffering from an acute hypomanic state with paranoid

features.

And what does that mean in plain English?

It's early days, but Jenny probably has a severe form of manic depression.

Well, that can be treated, can't it?

Jenny's going to need admission to a psychiatric hospital.

And because she's confused and frightened and doesn't want to go, she

to be sectioned.

She's going to get the treatment she needs in hospital.

But I'm not going to lie to you, Dennis.

There's no miracle cure.

It's going to take a long time.

Months.

It's not going to be easy for either of you.

But it will be easier for Jenny if she can rely on your help and support

throughout.

But the nearest residential psychiatric hospital is miles away, isn't it?

Yes.

I couldn't be with Jenny and work here, could I?

That's not a decision you have to face yet.

Let's take this step by step.

Acute hypomania.

It's bad, Ben.

Poor Jenny.

At least she's being cared for now.

And the drugs have been found. You can stop blaming yourself.

I'm a doctor. I should have seen it coming.

Why could you have?

There were signs.

If I hadn't been so preoccupied with the wedding night... Hindsight's a

wonderful thing.

I know.

She's my best friend.

And would knowing have changed anything?

Could you have prevented her breakdown?

No.

Well, then. Yeah, but maybe I could have made it less traumatic for her. Or for

Dennis.

No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To

be the sad man Behind the blue eyes

No one knows what it's like to be hated.

So your husband's looking at another house today, then, is he? Seemed quite

excited about it.

Wouldn't have surprised me if you changed your mind about moving here

this.

Well, at least the sergeant will be all right, with the charges being dropped.

All right?

What, with Jenny in hospital?

I just meant...

At least he's still got a job.

I'm not sure that's going to mean that much to him at the moment, Phil.

Have we found a house for you?

I think we have.

I think this cause of going full round.

Have you changed your mind?

No,

surprisingly, I haven't.

If anything, today strengthened my feeling that moving here is the right

to do.

It's all right, then.

Yes, it is.

For us, anyway.

I know it's not going to be easy for you, but head down, work hard, at least

can salvage your career.

If not my marriage, eh?

Well, your wife, Jenny, isn't going to be a great deal of help to you, is she?

Well, there's no other way it has to be.

Doesn't a husband have a duty to help his wife as well?

Well, of course.

But she's being looked after in hospital, a long way away.

I could ask for a transfer.

I'm sure a place will be found for you.

One of several sergeants in a bigger station. You'd lose your own patch,

It'd be a big step down.

Don't do anything rash.

You'd effectively be turning your back on your career.

I have to turn my back on one of them, don't I?

Either my wife or my career.

Behind the blue eyes.

Shut up, you won't get hurt.

How can you plan for the groom and best man vanishing into thin air?

Don't harm my wife.

Just going to take you back to your room for now.