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I need someone in my life. I need a girl to hold me tight.

Someone to make me feel, make me feel alright.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

Don't somebody tell me what I've done wrong.

Why don't we organise a hospital ball? It'll be fun.

It'll be sorted out by this evening.

Did you try saying that like you meant it?

Morning. Morning.

Hey, got your mirror balls?

Never mind the balls, Kent. Where's the dance floor?

Oh, that's on its way over. My cousin's bringing it from Thursday.

It's all in hand.

That's what you said about the group.

Oh, I've saved your bacon there, too. Don't tell me. It's your brother -in

-law's uncle from Hull. No.

There's got to be someone from your family.

What's wrong with my family?

There just seem to be an awful lot of them.

And by some miracle, they've put in the lowest tenor for the bar, the catering,

the dance floor, the marquee hire, and more or less anything else I can think

of. Ah, well, I'd work in bunch of the op coach, you know. This band's no

relation. Who are they?

Call the upbeat.

It's a sort of play on words.

Can they sort of play their instruments?

Of course they can.

Well, if you call it playing.

Always preferred something with a bit more of a tune, we said.

So how'd you get hold of them at such short notice?

The guitarist. He's Alan's brother.

So what about the drink?

Well, it's a bit early in the day for me, love. Where is it?

Oh, it's all taken care of, all right.

That's been gaffing all day.

Well, there's no need to pick on Kenny. He's doing his best.

Who for?

The Ball or the Hopcock family?

Well, at least he found a group.

Unlike the person that went to college with a very close friend of the manager

of Procol Haram and was sure he could get them to play here.

All right. You've reminded me about that every day for the last month.

Staff nurse Taylor?

Come here, Matron.

Ah!

Oh,

come

on, Vic.

I've got to get back to the hospital for an operation at half ten.

Your plastic surgery?

Oh, you're so funny.

Brothers, eh?

Who'd have them? I could do with mine giving us an hand with this gear. All

right, I'm coming.

Are you sure this kit works?

It looks a bit knackered to me. Yeah, it'll be fine.

Hey, listen, thanks for doing this. You didn't have to. Go on, see you. Your big

brother's a star.

Makes the change from staying with me big brother's up to something.

Have you been taking the antibiotics?

Yeah, like you said.

Good.

That ulcer looks like it doesn't clear up.

Now, I told you when I saw you before that it was unusual to have such a large

mouth ulcer.

I've had the results back and it's bad news, I'm afraid.

You have syphilis.

Do you understand what that means?

That I can't have... Well, I'm sorry, but there's no doubt about it, I'm

Now, luckily, it can be treated very effectively by the antibiotics that we

you, but we also need to make sure that the person who you caught it from

receives treatment.

Was it your boyfriend?

I don't have a boyfriend.

I can't tell you.

Well, then you have to tell him.

Karen!

May I have a word with you?

What's the problem, Mr M?

Dr Sheridan and Staff Nurse Taylor may have been born yesterday, but I wasn't.

I don't quite get what you're driving at.

The red wine that you provided for the last hospital ball had been nowhere near

a grape.

In fact, it was rather more burnly than burgundy.

Aye, well, what a proper mix -up that was. Especially if you had the

to drink it.

I shall be watching what you plan to serve this evening with interest.

Ah, well, actually, I've got a brand -new supplier.

Ken, there's still no dance floor.

Ah, well, that's because my cousin wanted to give it one last French

There's a call for you, Dad.

Oh, I'd better take that. It's probably him. Excuse me.

Never again.

Running this ball's been one long nightmare.

You should try running a hospital.

We'll see you at the ball this evening, Mr Fulton.

Only three pairs of tickets left for tonight. Good, isn't it?

We'll see.

Lizzie, did you put that poster there?

No, it was Dr Cheriton. Thought people could see it when they came in.

We have notice boards for that.

Lizzie, just going to get something from the car. Be ten minutes.

Still waging your one -woman campaign against the ball?

It's caused nothing but trouble.

I warned you this would happen if you handed it over to two junior members of

staff. Well, when it came to booking disc jockeys and pop groups, I thought

they would be more in touch with current tastes.

I'm afraid I still think of Henry Hall as being rather avant -garde.

I can't believe what you say, cos I can see what you do.

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. I can't believe what you say, cos I can see what

you do. When she gets me in the dark and she says I'm her man. But when we walk

down the street, she never holds my hand.

She said one day that she will marry me.

Miss, there's a tall man in the street who was here a few minutes ago.

Mr Sutton. He was buying tickets for the ball. Oh, right, so he's a patient

here, is he?

Yeah, Dr Omrod.

OK, thanks.

I'm five miles away from Flaming Aidensfield and the flaming radiator

said you'd flaming fixed is leaking buckets!

Well, what do you expect me to do?

Well, you could start by telling Mr Rose I'll be late for theatre.

Why shouldn't I panic?

This is an emergency!

I think he got the message.

He'll sort something out for us.

Well, there's no rush.

We're happy here.

Yeah.

Katie picked these.

She asked me to bring them in.

They're lovely.

Children understand, do they?

I'd be surprised.

I've made a rotten job of telling them.

You haven't had the test results yet.

This afternoon.

The neurologist is coming over from Leeds.

Then I suppose I really might have some explaining to do.

You see, Kate has decided that her mummy is... going to get better.

She might.

I mean, I have seen cases.

I know.

I keep telling myself that all this uncertainty is the worst part.

Being in limbo.

But then I think perhaps that's better than knowing for certain.

Oh, it's ever so glamorous, this being a pop star, isn't it?

Anyone comes will let you know.

Well, you're dead if you don't.

So, you and Gina going all right, that is? She's a great lass.

Hey, don't forget to wash your hands.

Shut up!

I've got some news.

Since last week, I'm a professional musician.

Union card the lot. Brilliant.

When do we get to see you? You don't. It's on a ship around the world cruise.

The thing is, I haven't told Gina I'm going to.

But that's why I want to do the gig tonight.

You know, give us a chance to do one last show together.

Before you dump her? Yeah, it's not like that. That's what it sounds like to me.

How long are you going for?

Ten months, maybe a year. And I'm going to tell her tonight, so just don't let

on, OK?

Hop

in.

What's going on?

Well, you said it were an emergency, didn't you? Anyway, I do want to get out

the hospital for a bit.

So where's Toolkit?

Well, I don't need it.

I've got this.

Well, off you go. I'll sort this out. And, hey, Alan, anyone asks you, you

haven't seen me, all right?

Hey, up, Vic.

Need a hand?

Aye. Pour some water in.

Now, that'll pump the old till we can get it to a garage.

And look at that.

Plenty of shell left over, foot tank.

Is this my peptic ulcer? Yes, Ian Lake.

He moved up here fairly recently.

Presented with epigastric pain and anemia.

Have I seen X -rays?

They didn't show up much either way.

Any more hematomases, sister? No, doctor.

You don't dare vomit blood, not on Sister Bridget's ward.

Good morning.

I'm Mr Rose, and you are lucky enough to have me as your surgeon. I do about 100

of these jobs every year, and by and large there's no problem at all. I'll

dig around in your gut and straighten things out.

I was asking Dr. Almarad about whether you'll avert the vagus nerves.

Mr. Lake has been reading up on his condition.

Oh, dear.

And what line of work are you in, Mr. Lake?

I'm a bookkeeper.

So I could tell you that I was going to plait your vagus nerves around your

duodenum and you wouldn't have the faintest idea whether to believe me or

No. I suggest you let me worry about your vagus nerves.

And I promise I won't give you any advice on how to keep your books.

That's quite sorry, then.

Yes, Doctor.

I've been telling her for weeks she needed to come and see a doctor.

All right, you can get up now.

I didn't want to make a fuss.

Somebody had to make a fuss.

She's hardly eaten a thing for days.

When she does, she doesn't keep it down.

He's more worried about it than I am.

I don't much want to eat.

I just feel full up.

All the time.

Have you had any difficulties swallowing?

A bit.

I'd like to get an X -ray done, just to be on the safe side.

And then I want to ask one of my colleagues to take a look at you.

Thank you, Doctor.

I'll be right back.

This is for you.

Lizzie's friend's going to babysit and you and I are going to the ball. There's

absolutely no reason why you should be the only one in the hospital not to.

Oh, why not?

Thank you very much.

Oh, Gordon, um... Philip Sutton.

One of your patients, isn't he?

Mm -hm, yes.

Him, his wife and his children. Why?

Oh, it's probably nothing.

What's he like?

Well, he's got a factory out on the York Road.

Does a lot for the Rotary.

Raises a lot of money for the hospital.

You're not treating him for anything at the moment, are you?

No.

In fact, I can't remember him ever really being ill.

His wife's pregnant, though.

I'm seeing her.

Right. Thank you. That's useful to know.

There's something going on here that Dr Church and I aren't very happy about.

We think it would be best to do a small exploratory operation so that we can see

what's happening.

When would you do that?

No time like the present. I could rearrange my list for this morning and

right now.

I don't know that I want to.

I would strongly advise it.

You'll only worry if you have to wait.

I can see you're all ganging up on me.

And you won't give me a minute's peace fussing over me if we go back home.

All right.

Well done.

Would you let Dr.

Ormerod know that I might not get to his peptic ulcer this morning?

Right, yeah.

There's been a slight hitch, I'm afraid, Ian. We're going to have to delay your

operation till later in the week.

We've had an emergency admission.

Mr. Rose doesn't think he'll be able to fit you in today.

Who's in charge here?

Of the hospital.

I want to see him.

This is complete incompetence.

Well, Mr Middleditch is the hospital secretary.

But this is a clinical decision.

He won't overrule it.

I want to talk to him.

Now.

Uh -huh.

Well, I see what I can do.

Mr Lake. I know. Move him to me.

Already?

I suppose so.

Off you go.

You can't come with me.

I'll be right outside.

I know.

I'm going to give you an injection, Mary.

Then I want you to come back us from ten.

OK.

Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

They never asked what was wrong, did you notice?

We don't know.

Not for certain.

Mary was telling me they'd been married 40 years.

The only time they've ever spent a night apart was when George was in the army.

They're obviously devoted to one another.

They probably never tried organising a hospital ball together.

Doctor, there's a man in reception with 200 watered shrimps.

Doesn't sound fatal. He can wait.

No, we can't. He says they need to go in a fridge.

And you know how shrimps can get.

I don't think it's got to do with me.

It's for the ball.

No, we're having prawn cocktails.

No.

Ken got this deal on shrimp, so I've had to change it.

Find your father. He's in charge of the catering.

Do you have a patient for me, or am I supposed to make my own entertainment

morning?

Why is my office full of seafood?

It's all a bit complicated.

Oh, in that case, I probably don't want to know. But I would like to speak to

your father. Would you be kind enough to ask him to come and see me?

How can I help?

I have a patient in Milner Ward, Ian Lake.

He was due to have a peptic ulcer operation today, but we had to cancel

he... Well, he reacted very badly.

That's not unusual, is it? Well, I can understand he was disappointed and

but there was more to it than that. He... Well, maybe I'm just being too

oversensitive. I don't know.

Well, how did you find the patient before this morning?

Well, he was very intense.

Obviously very intelligent. He seems to know more about his condition than I do.

He was very calm and objective about the whole thing until I told him that the

operation was cancelled.

I'll try and take a look at him later.

Thank you.

Your diagnosis was spot on.

There's the tumour.

At least that's the primary site.

Ah, it's spread all over the shop.

Are you going to remove it?

No, too far gone for that.

Oh, well, it was worth a try.

Cut -cut sutures, please, staff nurse.

And I hope you'll save a dance for me this evening.

Are you coming?

Wouldn't miss it for the world.

Say what you like about Middleditch. He certainly knows how to throw a party.

Mr Middleditch isn't in charge.

Who is?

Me and staff nurse Taylor.

Oh, it's too late now. I've bought my ticket.

My brother's group's going to be playing.

And you really think that makes it any better?

Oh, hey, hey, be careful.

Do that halo, I'll take that.

Come on, pretty baby, let's move it and I'll prove it.

Could I have another word with you about Philip Sutton?

Mm -hm.

If you tell me what it's all about.

I've got a 20 -year -old patient with syphilis.

She's not being very helpful as far as tracing contacts is concerned.

But she works for Sutton.

And I saw him meet her in the car park.

And, to me, they looked like they were more than just good friends.

Well, I don't think Southern's like that.

He's happily married.

Oh, and as we all know, men who appear to be happily married don't have

do they?

Fair point.

Let's just say I'd be surprised.

It's just a hunch, that's all.

Female intuition.

What, are you saying you don't work on intuition once in a while? It's all

strictly scientific, is it?

Oh, I'd like a little more to go on than that.

Anyway, even if it is Sutton, it's up to your patient whether she tells him or

not.

What about his wife and her unborn child? He could have infected both of

If your patient doesn't want to help you, there's not a lot you can do.

Hmm.

Okay.

I'll break the news to Mrs. Dooley as soon as she's got over the anaesthetic.

She really doesn't need to know about the cancer.

I can't lie to her.

Don't be so naive. Of course you can.

I've been dealing with cases like this for well over 20 years, and I can assure

you that at times like this, ignorance is truly bliss.

I don't feel very comfortable misleading her.

Well, that is a shame.

You don't think, perhaps, that your patient's comfort and peace of mind is

rather more important than your own?

You've time to get over it. She doesn't.

Right.

Let's deal with Hubby.

Does he know how serious his wife's condition is?

He had a fair idea.

Should be a problem then, provided we handle him with sensitivity.

How is she?

I'm sorry, old chap.

I'm afraid it's bad news.

Do please sit down.

Mary has stomach cancer.

I had hoped to be able to remove it, but the disease has spread to her

peritoneum.

All we can hope to do at this stage is to try and make her as comfortable as

possible.

I knew it had to be something like that.

There's nothing you can do?

Not at this stage, no.

How long... I mean, how long have we got?

It's always difficult to say in a case like this, but it's probably weeks

than months, possibly even less than that.

If you'll agree, we won't tell Mary this.

No, there's no need for her to know.

I've been trying to give her spirits up, you know.

Can I see her?

We'll be moving her over to a ward.

You can come and sit with her then.

Thank you, Doctor.

Hello, I'm Dr. Klein.

Dr. Ormerod asked me to have a word with you. How are you feeling?

Dr. Ormerod knows how I'm feeling. It's all in my notes. I need this operation.

Yeah, I'm here to see if we can sort something out.

You've had your appendix removed recently.

It was a couple of years ago.

And another operation for a kidney stone.

You've been very unlucky with your health for someone of your age.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, a third operation for a man of your age. It's slightly unusual.

So I was just trying to establish if there was something in your medical

that we missed.

You're not my doctor or the surgeon. Who are you?

I'm a psychiatrist.

I see.

Well, I... I find that very insulting.

That you even think that I... I want to see the hospital secretary.

I want to see him now!

I'll try and find him, but if we can talk a little more... I can get this

hospital closed down. Do you know that?

I'll get Mr. Middleditch.

We could have a problem here.

Hey, do you want me to do that?

No. Leave it to professionals.

How's it going?

They're just trying to fix the speakers.

So they haven't started to rehearse yet? Not as such, no.

Doctor, me Uncle Michael wants to know what to do with dance floor.

The traditional arrangement is to put it on the ground for people to dance on.

The thing is, he can't get it in the marquee. The door's too small.

And he wants to know what to do.

This is turning into a really perfect day.

Have you heard of Munchausen syndrome?

No, no, I haven't. It's pretty rare.

Basically, it's when a patient fakes the symptoms of a disease.

So, do you think he's malingering?

No, malingering is usually for a particular reason, to get off work or to

an insurance claim.

This is more a form of attention -seeking.

As you said, he talks about his illness in a very objective way.

Maybe that's because he doesn't have it, he's just read about it in medical

journals. But he's showing physical symptoms.

He's vomiting blood.

Are you sure it's blood?

There have been cases where patients have simulated that with coffee grounds

tomato ketchup.

So what do you suggest we do?

He's had other operations.

I'd like to find out where he had them and whether they were necessary.

I think we should keep an eye on him.

He seems to be a little happier.

But an apology wouldn't do any harm.

Well, I'm not so sure that we have anything we need to apologise for.

Probably not. It might make life easier all round.

Hey, there's about 15 different people looking for you.

Let them.

This isn't my room.

Alan, I've been working night and day to get that bowl ready. And you know

what's happened?

Mr Middleditch has only gone on to send back the booze I ordered.

Why did he do that?

Well, according to Lizzie, he said it wasn't good enough.

What's the point of serving good stuff?

I mean, after a few bevvies, no -one's going to be bobbied. And half of it's

only going to end up in the flowerbeds anyway.

So, officially, no -one's told me so they can sort it out themselves.

But you can't have a party without drink.

Alan, lad, it's not my problem.

Mr. Rhodes had a look, and as we thought, there is a bit of an

your stomach.

But we think we can let nature take its course.

We don't need to do anything more at the moment.

And we can certainly give you something to reduce the discomfort and stop you

feeling so sick.

I told you this was a lot of fuss about nothing.

You know me.

You need to get some rest for now.

We'll come back and see you later.

Thank you.

of you since before lunch. Where have you been?

There was a problem with the dance floor. I had to carry each section

individually into the marquee.

Then I had to try and find out why the drink hasn't arrived.

You should have asked me to help.

You weren't there. And it was a lot easier to do by myself.

If I've done something wrong, I'd like to know what it is.

We were supposed to be running this ball together.

Well, we would be if you ever bothered talking to me. You're never there.

No. I've been rushed off my feet.

And if anyone's got a question about the ball, they always come to you.

They think you're in charge because you're the doctor.

Well, it's lucky for you that they do.

Because when the whole thing turns out to be an unmitigated disaster, it's

to be me who looks a complete idiot.

Not that bad.

Oh, it is.

The food isn't ready.

The group's equipment doesn't work.

They don't find him any drink.

Ken Hopkirk has disappeared off the face of the earth.

And I could have done with some help from you.

Well, I could have done without you treating me like some sort of lackey.

Have you any idea how arrogant and obnoxious you've been these last few

Perhaps if we didn't see quite so much of each other, it wouldn't be such a

problem.

Well, if that's what you want, fine.

Hello, Paula. I'm sorry to bother you at work. I, um... I should have given you

these forms.

You need to give them to whoever you might have had sexual contact with

recently. They contain information about treatment they can receive. They can

come to the hospital or...

Perfect clinic in Leeds, whatever they prefer.

I'll do that.

Have you, um... Have you managed to speak to whoever might have infected

Not.

This is really embarrassing, you know. Anyone could hear us.

Right, well, if this man is married, then his wife is likely to be infected.

And if she's pregnant, then the baby could be at real risk, too.

Please, can you go?

Good afternoon.

Hello.

I'm sorry to have interrupted your work.

Doctor, it's Ian Lake. I can't find him anywhere.

Well, could he have discharged him, sir?

He hasn't taken his clothes or any of his things.

Well, he must be somewhere.

Could the patient have collapsed somewhere?

It's not very likely. I'm more concerned about his mental condition.

I see. We'd better find him, then.

George went to get a cup of tea. I've finally persuaded him.

He can be so obstinate.

I don't know why he has to sit with me all the time.

He's worried about you. I'm worried about me.

I know what you're doing, but you don't have to.

My mother died of stomach cancer.

I know it's not very nice to talk about, but there's no point to you all walking

on eggshells.

That's what I've got, isn't it?

Does George know that too?

Yes, we told him.

Don't let on that you told me.

He'll only worry if he thinks I know, won't he?

What in heaven's name are you doing, man?

I need this operation.

Get away from me.

Find Mr Rose.

Well, this is all a bit of a mess, isn't it?

We could do with some help from casualty.

Don't you think?

What's Vic up to?

How do you mean?

I know what he's like. There's something going on.

Well, he wouldn't tell me.

Yeah, he would.

He's a big show -off and he thinks you're his number one fan.

He hasn't said.

Well, promise me something.

If he's going to do something stupid like ask me to marry him on stage

then tell me.

I'm not ready for that and I don't want to end up looking silly.

Like I said, he hasn't called me.

But if he does... I will.

Didn't do a bad job for a beginner.

Think we should look at that ulcer while we've got him here?

I don't think that he has an ulcer.

He faked the symptoms.

Shame he decided to do my job instead of yours. Trust you called the men in the

white coats. Cut.

Dr. Klein is transferring him to a psychiatric hospital as soon as he's fit

travel.

Could you ask her to be quite clear in the notes that I did not make this

incision? I do have my reputation to consider.

You've got to tell Gina about this job.

I'm going to after I've got it all worked out in my head.

Play better than we ever have before and then quit while we're on top.

Then I'll get a bottle of shampoo and let her down gently.

You really fancy yourself, don't you? Not half as much as Gina does.

Yeah. Then you'd better be careful what you say.

Can I get the message?

I'm going to tell her, but I'll do it with a bit of style.

All right.

Where's the wine, Ken?

Mr Middleton sent it back. And the beer with it.

So what are we going to do?

Well, if I was in charge, I'd start panicking.

Doctor?

Sorry.

Did you want something?

Are you feeling all right?

Not really, no.

I've, um... I've just had Caroline's test result.

She's not going to get any better.

I'm sorry.

Obviously, sooner or later, I'll have to decide.

How long?

There's no rush, is there?

No. really know.

The machine can keep her alive for years, probably.

If you ever need to talk, you know I'm always here, day and night.

Thank you.

It can be hard having no one to talk to when you need it most.

I do know that.

Why did you send back the drink?

I thought it was advisable.

I know you make some think I'm doing this all wrong, but even she hasn't

to sabotage the evening.

What are the guests going to drink?

I think this will suffice.

Where did that come from?

I have a nephew who owns an off -license.

Paula, what is it? Why did you have to do it?

You know you've got me the thack.

Why? Philip, Mr Clotton, he wanted to know what you were doing there, and I

to tell him.

He said it were all my fault.

Had you been having sex with him, Paula?

I love him.

Have you been with anybody else?

Nobody, not at all.

So you were infected by Sutton. He must have caught it from somebody else, and

he could still be spreading it. He needs treatment.

I wish I'd never told you.

Never come here at all.

You'd be very ill by now.

But I'd still have me job.

And I'd still have him.

Are you ready for this?

Ta -da!

That's fantastic. Look at you.

What are you hiding?

I'll have to wait and see.

David,

this looks wonderful.

So do you.

What a beautiful dress.

Thank you.

You've done a fantastic job organising this evening, you know.

Job is worth it.

Of course it is.

Egan, you look absolutely wonderful.

Thanks. Come on, you've done all the hard work.

Time to enjoy yourself.

And welcome to the Royal Grand Charity Ball.

Now, first of all, let me introduce you to your dance band for this evening, The

Upbeats.

Now, the Royal has something of a reputation to keep up on these

One, two, three, four.

Do you want to dance?

Thank you. Well, give it here, man.

It's your choice of wine?

No, uh, unpicked by Mr. Middleditch. Hmm. In that case, there shouldn't be a

problem.

Rather precarious little vintage.

From, uh, Mr. Middleditch's nephew, this lot. Hmm.

drafty little devil.

I hope the music's not keeping you awake.

No.

George and me, we used to love dancing.

Me too.

We could nip down there for a quick foxtrot.

Maybe not tonight.

When I get better. Aye, when you get better.

Well, I think my nephew Martin's done us proud, don't you?

Full of abnormal complaints.

Well, at least it's not made out of rhubarb, like the plonk you were going

inflict on us again.

Have you tried it?

Ah, no, no, well, I'll stick to brown ale if you don't mind. Cheers. You don't

know what you're missing.

Oh, Dad, this is disgusting.

I know.

Where did it come from? Mr Middleditch's nephew.

Why are you serving it?

Well, what Mr Middleditch don't know is it's the same stuff that I had earlier.

His nephew supplies me as well.

All he's done is changed the label on it and he's charged his uncle two bob a

bottle more.

Mr Middleditch thinks he's got a bargain. Cheers.

What's wrong? Sorry, Jill.

Gordon, you're entitled to a night off.

It just doesn't work that way for me.

Caroline's never going to get any better, and I'm just here... dancing.

For all I know, she can hear the music up in her room.

But forgive me.

I just can't do this.

Do you want to go?

Sorry.

Stay.

Enjoy yourself. OK.

Well, actually...

Not OK, but it is pretty much what I expected.

You all right?

Wouldn't mind someone to dance with.

He'll be over.

I wouldn't count on it.

And I really don't care.

Like small brandy, my dear?

No, thank you, I won't. Well, in that case... Thank you very much.

We've got to do a slow dance before you.

We must dance.

You didn't bring a torch.

A large number of young nurses and a great many dark corners. Not, in my

experience, a good combination.

I always thought it worked rather well.

It's not only the nurses that need watching.

Oh, dear.

It happens every time.

Hello, Doctor.

It's going all right, isn't it?

No complaints so far?

Do you dance with nurses?

Well, I suppose I could be persuaded.

Excuse me.

Come and have a drink with us, David.

I'd like you to meet some of the government.

Don't mind me.

You won't, please.

In private.

I don't think this is really the time.

Well, we could talk here, if you like.

It won't be my love.

It's about the charity collection.

Why did you sack Paula Brodie?

I beg your pardon? You heard me.

Well, not that it's any of your business, but I've happened to be rather

unreliable. Right.

And how reliable are you, Mr Sutton?

Do you know how dangerous civilis is?

Yes.

And I thought the doctor had a duty of confidentiality to her patients.

I'm not talking about my patients, I'm talking about you. Are you being treated

for it? Of course I am. As soon as I found out.

You told your wife?

This is absolutely none of your business.

Right, well, if you haven't, then maybe I shouldn't.

Look, I don't know what Paula said, but she was lying.

We've never even had sex.

Well, it's a disease that's spread by direct contact, so it's fairly clear

you did. I don't know, maybe we should speak to Janet, see if she thinks that

constitutes sex or not.

I could have you struck up for behaving like this. If you want publicity, go

ahead.

What do you want?

Two things.

Make sure your wife sees Dr. Alderman tomorrow.

And find another job for Paula.

Enjoy your evening.

Enjoying yourself?

Just starting to, Lizzie, yeah. Thank you.

What was all that when you were dancing with Mr. Rose?

Put it this way.

It was a question of, what got his pipe in his pocket?

Or would it have placed this in me? And the pipe was definitely on the table.

Sweep me off my feet.

Okay, it's clear.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me? Look, keep back, everybody, please. Give the doctor a

He's arrested.

Is he going to be all right?

Let the doctor do his work.

Got a pump?

Right, let's get him to casualty.

Pulse is 18 regular.

Blood pressure is 120 over 18.

Good.

Do you want to do anything about the burns on his hands?

Let's get them covered with a sterile dressing. We'll worry about that later.

How's he doing?

Should be okay.

If you have to electrocute yourself, a tent full of doctors is probably a

good place to do it.

How is he?

He'll be okay.

You know what he's like.

I thought he was going to die, you know.

I really did.

And I was thinking, typical Vic, using the cheapest gear he could get.

That's not how you're supposed to feel, is it?

Does that sound stupid?

No. It's about right.

I'll tell you something, though. He's a great guitarist.

We played a storm tonight.

The group's really starting to go somewhere.

Suppose we'd better pack his gear up.

I'll go and tell him.

I like you a lot better when you're doing your day job.

That's everything.

Because I'm giving up organising balls after tonight.

Me too.

Look.

I'm sorry about the way I've behaved the last few weeks.

But what you said earlier, have I really been that bad?

You had your moments.

But so have I.

Things haven't been much fun for either of us.

When I said we shouldn't see so much of each other, I didn't mean that.

But being with each other at work and outside, there's no hiding place, is

there?

You really do get to see me at my work.

Don't you, Beth?

Once in a while.

So maybe we can go and see each other?

It's pretty hard to avoid.

You're dancing?

You asking?

Know anywhere we can go?

I've heard there's a bit of a do on.

Dr. Territon!

How's the ball going?

It's at its moment.

You should have stayed.

I've just been thinking of all the things that Caroline and I didn't talk

The main one being that our marriage wasn't working.

Well, at least she got round to trying to do something about it.

She knew she had to move on.

And that's what I've got to do.

Be brave enough to take the next step.

No. I jumped out of my skin when I saw you go up the line, I know.

Tell us about your new job, then.

Oh, you're a lion's hole, Vic Morris.

So just how big are you going to make it as a ship's cook, then?

You told me you were in band.

I'm going to work my way up.

Well, take all the time you need.

Cos me and you were finished. The group's got a new guitarist. Eh?

What to do to deserve that?

Told one lie too many.

And you can forget about the cruise.

With your hands in that state, you might never peel spuds again.

I'm sorry about the noise.

I like it.

Have you two been dancing the night away?

You haven't really had the chance. You should grab it with both hands while you

can. Mary and me, we both love dancing.

We've been to the Tower Ballroom Blackpool every year for I don't know

We'll be back again this summer.

No, George.

Of course we will.

You're going to get better, isn't she, Doctor?

No, she isn't.

We won't be going to any more dances.

That's just how it is.

I'd love to have seen you two done.

Well, there's nothing stopping them.

I suppose there isn't.

You stick around and it might show.