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Come on, love.

You'll be all right, love.

Be careful.

Look at her. Stay to that.

I'm feeling a bit dicky.

Mr.

Spencer, how are you feeling now? I'm feeling much better, thank you.

Now, while you're waiting, would you mind please moving your car if she's in

private parking space?

Yes, yes, of course.

Are you doing anything for a few minutes? Well, I am rather busy. What do

want? I wondered if you'd come and sit beside me in the car.

Do me a favour.

And then what?

It won't take long.

I can't do it on my own, sir.

Len! You never stop thinking about it, do you?

And to think I used to regret... Staying single, when you see some people, you

realise just how lucky you are. Why, what's that? That man out there, his

such a sweet young thing, is up there expecting her first baby, and he wanted

to... to go outside with him. He did?

He's still examining her.

I suppose if she has it, she'd be in here for a few days, wouldn't she?

I wonder what to do with myself.

Are you doing anything for a few minutes?

I'm married.

So am I.

Do you want me to call the matron?

Oh, I don't care who it is.

I haven't passed my test. That's why I want someone to sit with me.

Shouting at me.

I'm on the National Health.

Oh, good.

How is she? When's the baby coming?

In about eight days' time. Your wife just got cramp.

Is that all?

Yes, I'm extremely annoyed.

Well, it's not her fault.

I'm annoyed with you, man.

You know where short starts. I will not have the hospital routine continually

disrupted in this fashion.

This is the fifth time you've been here this week.

Two of those were trial runs.

I wanted to see how long it would take me.

Yes, and we've had three false alarms. Don't you know the difference between

cramp and labour pains?

Well, I got confused.

The cat's expecting as well.

I know it doesn't mean a lot to you, but when all these things come on top of

each other, I don't know what to do.

Yes, you've made that quite clear.

If you'll take your wife home, I might be able to get this hospital back into

some sort of order.

Here.

Dr. Boyle?

Boyd.

Could I have a word with Dr. Stratton while I'm here?

No, you can't. He's gone fishing. He'll be here next week. Don't worry.

I should have some news about Cleopatra by then.

I thought her name was Betty.

There's my cat.

Please don't let me be here when he comes again.

Please, God, don't let me be here.

Jenkins, I always park here. Can't that damn fool read?

Well, he wasn't a bit of a staple in the garage, sir. He was just about to have

a baby.

But he's been to the hospital five times this week already.

How many babies does she have?

Excuse me.

Would that be your vehicle?

Yes.

Would you mind moving it, please? Because I can't get mine out.

Thank you.

All your fortune shouldn't have been so... Oh.

Take your part in God's instance.

Now stay.

Betty, we'd better sit near the door just in case.

In case of what?

In case we have to leave in a hurry.

I wish you would calm down, Frank. It's not due for another week.

No, you can't be sure about these things.

Well, I know you're being a bit nervy.

I'll make you a cup of tea.

Look, I'm perfectly all right. I just wish people would stop fussing over me

the time.

Well, I can't help being a bit over -anxious, Betty. I'm very worried about

hereditary tendencies.

These things run in the family, you know.

What things?

The Spencers haven't been on time for five generations.

I come from a long line of early babies.

My grandfather was three weeks early, my mother was early.

I was very immature myself.

Didn't you get to the hospital?

Not until the evening.

My mother had me in the afternoon.

While she was at the pictures watching a John Wayne film.

What happened?

I don't remember.

Yeah, I think he got killed in the end.

The manager came round with a hosepipe.

He thought the place was on fire.

The whole thing was very badly handled.

The projectionist panicked and sounded the alarm bell.

But luckily, the ice cream lady was an ex -cub mistress, so she knew a bit of

first aid.

Oh, it must have been awful, Frank.

Yes, it was.

But it's different now. The doctors know more about it. Yes, but an experience

like that leaves you worrying about everything, Betty.

Oh.

I'll go and wet the tea for you. Well, you must stop worrying, Frank.

You call out if you need me.

Frank!

What do you want?

No sugar for me.

No sugar?

No.

Betty?

We've got another teapot.

Betty, let me sit down. You'll bring something on. What are we, Mrs Finn?

are we going to do?

I don't know.

Yes, I do.

We just have to have coffee.

Oh, Frank, I'm sorry.

I get so depressed.

It's worrying about the baby.

Well, you mustn't worry.

I've got you in a good hospital.

It's the best the National Health could buy.

I've got nothing but the best for you, Betty.

You've been very good.

You've been very good to me, too.

That'll be Dr.

Smedley. He said he might pop in. That's good, because he can have a look at my

rash while he's here.

He's calling as a friend. Don't take advantage. Look, can you talk to him? I

must make myself presentable. Yes, go on.

Good morning, Dr. Smedley. Good morning, Mr. Spencer.

I just happened to be passing, so I thought I'd look in to see how things

She's not too good.

She keeps crying all the time. I told you you'd have to expect things like

didn't I? It's her first baby, so she's bound to be a little emotional.

I haven't been feeling too well myself.

You're having trouble again?

Yes. I think it's all the worrying brought it on. In your case, anything

to bring it on. Hello, Doctor.

It's nice of you to call.

Oh, that's my pleasure, Mrs. Spencer. I just wanted to see how you were.

Fine, really.

Good, good. Well, all the arrangements have been made.

There is one thing, though, Doctor. I don't know if Frank's told you, but he

wants to be there when I have our baby.

Do you think that's wise?

We can't be separated at a time like that. It's our big day.

We've been looking forward to it, haven't we?

I would like him to be there.

Oh, very well.

Now, could you stay for some tea?

Coffee. Well, just a quick cup. I haven't a lot of time.

Oh, while you're doing that, I'd like to show you something, Doctor.

Frank, no, I told you not to.

I'm not going to show him that. I'm going to show him something else.

It's my bell.

It's my early warning system.

See, if she gets her contractions or in any pain at all, I can hear her. I can

hear her even if I'm at the bottom of the garden. Yes, I can quite believe it.

Is that what you wanted to show me?

Now, I wanted to show you something else.

This is just in case they get the babies mixed up at the hospital.

I'm quite sure they'll be known to take about your baby, Mr Spencer.

You can be certain... They can't be certain of anything, Doctor.

When I was born, my father took me back twice before he knew how I was.

Now, see, look, they can tie these to the baby's legs.

This belongs to F .W. Spencer.

Medium size, do not boil.

My mother made them years ago for my gym bed.

Oh, after you've had your coffee, could you run me to the church?

Oh, very well.

I haven't been to confession today, and Father O 'Hara might worry about me.

Dr. Smedley, I was wondering what your first name was.

Does it matter?

It's the baby, you see.

She wanted to call him after me, but I thought that one Frank in the family was

enough. It wasn't often enough.

Well, I don't want to call him after relations because it could cause

So I thought we might name him after a friend.

But we don't have too many friends.

Well, the milkman comes in sometimes for a little chat, but I don't really want

to call him after him because people might start talking.

Well, you're a sort of friend of the family, aren't you? Oh, I see.

My name.

Well, now, my father was a seafaring man.

A ship's surgeon, you know. Oh, nice.

I was called after a famous British admiral.

There it is on my case.

HSS.

Not Hornblower.

Horatio.

Horatio.

Spencer.

What's your middle name?

Sidney.

Yes.

We'll let you know then.

Oh, here's the church.

The Immaculate Conception.

Trust me, Father, for I have sinned.

It is 48 hours since my last confession.

24.

Are you sure?

Quite sure.

Honey, I don't usually come in on a Wednesday because it's closed. The house

God is never closed, my son.

No, but the fish shop is.

And I usually pop in here after I've done my shopping.

But on Wednesday... Yesterday was Thursday.

Oh, yes.

By the way, who does your cleaning?

I beg your pardon?

You know, sweeping up the church.

Is it Miss O 'Connor? Ah, well, yes, my housekeeper.

Does this have any bearing on your presence here?

Oh, not really.

I just wondered, has she come across any haddock?

Haddock?

Only on Tuesday when they were in here, my bag broke, and when I got home, I was

a couple short.

Mr Spencer, will you kindly remember to leave your shopping outside the

confessional? It gets rather hot in here. People have noticed a rather

smell.

She did find it then.

Please remember where you are.

I'm sorry, Father.

Now, have you something to tell me?

Well, you know the sins that I told you about yesterday?

Yes, my son.

Well, I've done them again today.

Plus three new ones.

Two about you -know -who and one impure thought about Miss O 'Connor.

What?

About my housekeeper?

I couldn't help it, Father.

Very disappointed in you, my son. I have tried, Father.

He who thinks evil is as bad as he who does it.

Not quite as bad, though, huh?

Quite as bad.

Worse.

Well, I know envy's a sin. Is it Mr Smith again?

I can't help it. It's just that I can't get any money. And I can't stop having

these wicked thoughts.

See, I've tried the football pool. Greed. Greed, my son.

I know, but it's not just for me. It's for Betty.

See, she's never had a fur coat.

And it makes me feel a failure.

I mean, Mrs Smith, she's got everything.

I think that's all.

These and all my other sins, which I cannot now remember, I am truly sorry.

Isn't there something else?

I don't think so. Something you've forgotten to tell me.

About what?

About my housekeeper, Mr Spencer. You had an impure thought.

I'd rather not talk about that.

You must.

Well?

I thought she'd pinch my haddock.

In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancta.

Te absolvo. Thank you.

Say three Hail Marys and four Our Fathers.

Oh, that's a bit harsh.

Yes, Mr Spencer. I did want to have one more word about my baby, about the

christening. Oh, yes, about the christening, of course.

Then, do you know when?

Well, as soon as possible. Time is of the essence.

Oh. Well, you've decided on a name, then?

No, that's another problem.

See, I don't really want to call him Frank or Horatio.

Well, why not choose a saint's name? Peter, Paul, Matthew, Mark?

Catherine, Cecilia.

You can't call your son Catherine Cecilia.

When I said it was a boy, that was wishful thinking, really.

You don't have a son?

No. You have a daughter?

I'm not quite sure.

What do you mean you're not quite sure? You must know whether it's a boy or a

girl. No, we've just got to wait.

Wait? What for?

Until the baby's born.

Are you telling me your baby isn't born yet? Why waste my time? It's enough to

try the patience of a saint. I can see you're feeling a bit tired, so I'll

you on your own with your own private thoughts.

I may not be in tomorrow if the baby's born.

Good, good.

But if nothing happens, I'll see you same time, same place.

Heaven forbid.

Say one for me.

If both ends join up, you drop down dead.

It's not a wives' tale. A rash won't kill you. It's just the worry that's

brought it on. You had one before our wedding, didn't you?

Yes, I did.

I had a lot of worry then.

I wouldn't start reading any serial stories.

Maybe.

Anyway, if anything does happen, everything's under control.

You've been wonderful, Frank.

I don't know how I could have managed it without you.

Well, you couldn't, could you?

Now, I mean the way you've looked after me and done the shopping and kept the

place tidy.

I've just done my best, that's all.

My mother always said, if you do your... What is it, Frank?

I was just thinking about my mother.

If she was here, she'd be a grandmother, wouldn't she?

That would have been nice.

If it's a girl, we'll name it after her.

I never really thought about it, being a girl.

Dr Smedley and Horatio Sidney.

I don't really care for that.

No.

I think his father had a thing about sailors.

You feeling tired now?

Well, you better get your head down then.

Come on.

That's it. And don't worry about anything.

Because you've got another eight days yet.

And if anything does happen, I've got my routine written out.

Everything's done.

So there's nothing to worry about. I'm in charge.

Dr. Boyd, you've made it a long day.

Yes, but I don't care.

And do you know why?

No, why?

I've just heard. They want me to bring my holiday forward a week, starting

tomorrow. Good heavens, that's rather sudden. Don't you mind?

Mind? You must be joking.

Just think, the next time Mr. Spencer comes in with one of his false alarms, I

won't be here.

I won't be here.

Oh, happy day.

I'll get more routine.

Routine number one, get out of bed.

Number two, get dressed.

Get dressed, Frank.

What have I done? I don't know what to do. What did you do yesterday? We've

it time and time again.

No, I've only done it in the daytime. I've never done it at night.

Oh.

Oh, was that one of them?

More routine.

Wait a minute. Number one, number two, number three. Count the contractions.

many contractions do you have? I don't know. They come in every few minutes.

That's not good enough, Betty. I've got to have a stoop.

Preciseness. Ultra -preciseness.

Time them for me. Time them.

Where are your feet?

Come on, Kel. What time is it?

Half past two. Half past two?

I've got to hurry. The hospital will be closed.

Don't close.

Quick, get out of bed.

No, wait a minute. I'll telephone.

Hold on there. Stay in there. Don't move.

What's the hospital?

The Florence Nightingale. The number's on the pad.

Where's the pad?

In the kitchen.

I know where that is.

Spencer, mean anything to you?

It's all right, Betty. Everything's under control.

Give me the kites.

Now, take deep breaths. Keep your legs together.

Come on!

The cane!

The cane!

Where is the cane?

I put it in the potting shed. Why?

Because I didn't want birdless getting in.

Where did I get in? I got in the kitchen, the back door.

The back door.

Betty, don't run.

Keep your tummy out and knees together.

Keep rest.

Where's the back door key?

Where did you put it?

I put it somewhere. I put it somewhere for safety.

Where? I hid it.

I put it... Where have you put it? I put it in the tea caddy.

Where's the tea caddy?

I threw it out the window.

Why?

There was a dog doing a whoopsie on the table.

window. That's a good idea.

Come on, I'll give you a leg up.

I tell you, it's a good job I was here, otherwise you'd never got to the

hospital at all.

Oh, Doctor, what is the matter? You've delivered a baby before.

Not his, I haven't.

Something's going to go wrong. I know it's going to go wrong.

I've had this feeling of doom ever since he first came here.

He should have been here by now.

2 .45.

It's another false alarm.

The fourth this week. Well, either that or another trial run, this time by

moonlight. Well, it's not going to happen again.

First thing tomorrow morning, I'm having that patient transferred to another

hospital. You can't have him transferred, Doctor. He's not a patient.

Well, he will be when I get my hands on him.

She said five in the car.

Five?

Contractions. They're coming at me. Come on, quick.

We'll call Dr Stratton. No, not you.

Hurry, girl, quick. He's still on leave.

He's still on what?

Leave. You let him still stay fishing.

I was supposed to have him here. He's booked. Well, call somebody else. I will

not take responsibility on my own. No, don't panic. I'm here with you. You are

not.

I am. Dr. Stratton said I could be here. Stratton is not here. I am. It's in my

contract. Excuse me, Doctor. Look, you're not going near that delivery

don't care. You're not going near that delivery room. I've had enough of you.

Look, look.

Betty, I told you to wait. It's all right to dispense. You're in good hands

Sit down.

Have you got one?

Yes, Sir John Gifford is available.

Sir John? Sir John Gifford. Right, call the delivery room. Get me an initiative.

You call Sir John.

If he's not there, get scrub up yourself.

I'd better have a scrub up too, eh?

What? What do you think you're doing?

Get your clothes on, man.

I'm all dirty. I've got to be in there for the operation. I've been driving

in the night air. I've got smuts all over me.

For the last time, you're not going near that delivery room.

Frank, I want Frank. I'm here, Betty. I'm here.

I want Frank to be with me.

There. Very well, Mrs. Spencer.

If that's what you want, take her upstairs.

This is the real thing, isn't it?

Yes.

Come on.

Now,

I don't want to miss anything.

Are you the one that's doing it?

I scrubbed up. Who is this idiot? Take that mask off.

You!

John, this is the patient's husband.

My car.

I'm sorry about that.

Look, if it's of any use, you can borrow mine while I'm in here for a couple of

days. Get him out of here!

I'll see you later, then. What's he talking about?

Well, I said he could attend the delivery.

Him? Are you out of your mind? Well, Dr Stratton said he could, too. I couldn't

put him off. Keep him out of my way, that's all. I'm making you responsible

him. Bye.

God, when I think of my beautiful car!

All right, Mrs. Spencer, you're doing fine.

He's very good, isn't he?

Just a few more minutes.

He knows what he's doing. Shut up.

What did you say? I wasn't talking to you, sir. Well, stop chattering and keep

your mind on the job. Yes, let's keep the talking down.

What's he doing now?

Well, if you stood a bit nearer, you might be able to see.

Well, would you like your husband to hold you, Mrs. Spencer?

Come on.

Thought I'd lay you free.

Bear down, Mrs. Spencer. Bear down.

Well, give her some encouragement, then.

You told me not to talk. Well, say something now.

Would you like me to hold your hand, Betty?

That's it. Get closer. She won't bite you.

Do you like to talk?

What would you like to talk about, Betty? Of course she doesn't want to

Just one more effort, Mrs. Spencer.

That's right. Push down.

Push down.

Who's Betty? And he's got hair.

Oh, beautiful hair. Will you please turn back? Oh, look at that.

I'd say it's a big one, isn't it?

We've done it, Betty.

Mrs. Spencer, you have a daughter.

I've got a daughter.