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You've changed the rota.

You don't mind, do you?

I've got an extra lecture on Thursday.

I thought it was just one day a week.

Well, it is. But Sam thought it would be good for me to attend.

- Who? - Professor Bradman.

- Ow! - DOC MARTIN: What?

James just bit me.

- Did he draw blood? - No.

- Why did you bite Mummy?

I'll get it.

Oh, I've come to pick up Louisa.

Mrs. Ellingham.

Louisa. Your taxi's here.

- LOUISA: What taxi? - No, you can wait outside.

- She knows you're coming. - LOUISA: Martin, I told you --

Tina's on my course. She's giving me a lift.

- DOC MARTIN: Oh. - LOUISA: Hi, Tina.

Oh. Right.

Sorry I'm late.

My eldest was a nightmare this morning.

Enjoy this age while it lasts.

- Careful. He may bite. - LOUISA: Martin.

- See you later, Martin.

Oh, James.

Be a good boy, please.

JAMES:

- Mummy. - Bye.

- Bye-bye, Mummy.

- He's coming.

EMILY: Good morning, Doctor.

Here are the notes for your first patient.

- Trevor Dodds! - Who are you?

This is Emily. She's covering for me for a few days. Remember?

- No. - MORWENNA: She used to work

at Delabole Dental Practice?

DOC MARTIN: Right. Yeah.

Dodds.

Follow me.

He says, "Good morning,"

and he looks forward to working with you.

Thanks so much for the lift.

Catching the bus was such a pain.

Oh, no problem.

I've never been mistaken for a taxi driver before.

Is your husband always that rude?

No.

Well...

I wonder if that's where your son's aggression comes from.

- What do you mean? - His biting.

Chapter five of the course book does suggest

that such behavior can result from children feeling stressed

or not correctly bonding with their caregiver.

Then, again, sometimes they're just teething.

They bite, they learn not to, and that's that.

Mm.

Your blood glucose level is high.

Are you remembering to take your medication?

I've been trying to, Doc, but what with the wife leaving me,

and the shop going bust,

things have been a little hectic of late.

That doesn't make any difference.

You need to take your metformin and monitor

your blood glucose levels.

Look straight ahead.

- I was wondering -- - Stop talking.

- Do you suppose that -- - Shh!

All right. Go ahead.

Could the reading be to do with the other thing?

- What other thing? - It stings.

You know, when I go.

I'd need a sample of your urine.

What, now? I've just been.

Well, go into the waiting room until you can go again.

- What's that? - Prime rib-eye steak.

And only £15 a kilo to you.

No, thank you.

Oh, I see what you're saying.

You want a discount. All right.

13 quid, but you're killing me.

No, I don't want a discount. Take it off my desk.

Give your sample to the receptionist.

Make an appointment to come in tomorrow to get your results.

And don't forget to take your medication.

Just need a second to get my stuff together.

I'll see you in there.

- LOUISA: Thanks for the lift.

Louisa? Louisa Glasson?

I thought it was you.

Daisy. Daisy Taylor.

You taught me in year six.

Oh! How could I forget? Hello, Daisy.

And it's Mrs. Ellingham now.

- Really? - Yeah.

Someone married you?

That's great.

- What are you doing here? - I'm a student.

- A mature student. - Yeah.

DAISY: That's very brave, at your age.

Oh, well, thank you, Daisy. What are you studying.

Just transferred to child and adolescent counseling.

Oh. Well, that's the same course as me.

Mm.

I hope you're a better student than you were a teacher.

I'm surprised you remember.

You spent most of your time staring out the window.

See you in there.

WOMAN: No, no, no, no. You can't have that.

- Your teeth. Your teeth. - MAN: Teeth.

Can I interest you in a tour of the station?

Mm, no. No, thank you.

It's happened again.

- What did? - What do you think?

Another three sheep stolen last night.

That's three last month, and now these,

and you've done nothing about it.

Well, it's an ongoing investigation.

You're standing there, handing out chocolates.

You should be putting flyers up about my missing animals.

Or checking up on likely suspects.

Doing something.

If you want to come in and file a report,

- and have a tour of the station. - No.

Consider this me filing the report.

Again.

Hannah.

Just headed home. What are you doing here?

I'm popping in to see the doc. I'll pick you up later.

Okay.

Hannah Butler?

- Not here yet. - Yes, I am.

- Come through.

TREVOR: It was all I could squeeze out.

That is disgusting.

They came up a couple of days ago.

They look awful.

I need to take a swab.

What do you do for a living?

- I'm a farmer. - Keep livestock?

Sheep. There's no money in it anymore.

My dad retired and left me the farm,

so now I'm trying to diversify, though.

- Glamping holidays. - Really?

The tests will confirm it, but I suspect you have orf.

- Orf? - It's an exanthematous disease

caused by the parapoxvirus,

mostly common in goats and sheep.

- I know what it is. - It's self-limiting in humans,

so it should clear up on its own between three to six weeks.

- Give me your hand.

So that means my flock must have it.

Great. Just what I need.

It's extremely contagious.

Change the dressing and wash your hand thoroughly

after handling your livestock.

Not one person wanted a tour of the station this morning

apart from Chippy Miller,

and I'm pretty sure he just wanted to use the toilet.

- Mm. - How am I supposed to meet

the chief constable's target for community engagement

if no one's interested in law and order anymore?

I'm not sure I'm the right person to answer that, mate.

I don't suppose you'd be interested

in a joint community project?

Promote responsible drinking maybe?

Um, not this week.

Morwenna's taking me away on a little break.

I'm looking forward to it, actually.

- After that? - Um...no.

Will you file those for me, please?

- What's infectious mono-- - Infectious mononucleosis.

It's glandular fever. Why?

They call that the kissing disease, don't they?

Well, that's a trite term for it, yes.

- That bloody liar. - I beg your pardon?

He said he only had a sore throat,

but it says here that he had this mononuclee thingy,

and so did Sophie Stone,

so I think we all know where he got that now, don't we?

You can't read the patient's notes.

They're highly confidential!

He's my boyfriend!

- Or was. - That doesn't give you the right

to go nosing around in his medical history.

Don't shout at me.

I've just been cheated on!

- Where are you going? - I don't need this.

I was only doing Morwenna a favor.

Tosser!

- Great.

All right. There you go, love.

WOMAN: Thank you.

BERT: Pound of sausages, please, Trevor.

Don't suppose I could interest you in a bulk order for the pub?

Special mate's rates.

How special?

40 quid.

And I'll throw in the sausages.

But the thing is, I've only got a £20.

No, no, no. I need the money today.

I got my suppliers chasing me.

I promise I'll give it to you next time I see you.

Go on, then.

Good boy.

Yes, sir. What can I get you?

The social cognition and the theory of mind.

Now, Descartes' Second Meditation

set out much of the groundwork for the science of the mind.

The two most prominent contrasting approaches

to the theory of mind

are theory-theory and what?

Anyone? Daisy?

Saturation theory.

Oh. I think you mean simulation theory.

I think I know what I mean.

Actually, simulation theory is right.

And the two greatest exponents of the theory?

Oh. Um, it's, uh...

Now, I do know this.

It was in chapter two. Uh...

If I just...

Just, uh.. just...

Oh, it was Sam Bradman.

- Uh, that's my name.

Oh. Right.

- Sorry. - Anyone else?

Louisa?

Alvin Goldman

- and Robert Gordon. - Godwin.

- Gordon. - Gordon.

Very good, Louisa.

So, moving on...

- Joe. - Ruth.

How are you?

- I'm very well, thank you. - Good.

Good.

I'm also wondering why you're here.

Yes.

I was sort of looking for someone to talk to.

Well, more someone who will listen.

And I was wondering, you being a psychiatrist,

if you'd consider taking me on as a patient.

- I'm a forensic psychiatrist. - That's fine.

No, I mean I'm not the sort of psychiatrist you're after.

I know. Yes.

Forensic psychiatrist.

Of course.

I can give you 20 minutes.

BERT: Here, boy.

- I got a present for you. - AL: Meat?

I've told you, Dad -- We're not doing food.

This is different.

Trevor Dodds made me an offer that I couldn't miss.

One-day summer barbecue.

Dad. You know how this works.

I'm in charge, and all buying decisions

have to be approved by me first.

That's exactly what I'm going to do next time.

Now go. Morwenna's gonna be here very soon.

- What would you like? - A pint of Yardley's, please.

I get so lonely.

The only friendships I have are with Al and the doc,

and they're...you know.

Imaginary?

Busy all the time.

Well, I suppose it's for the best.

Everyone I get close to leaves me.

My wife, Maggie, Janice...

even Clive.

RUTH: Well, if it's any consolation,

it's not uncommon for figures of authority in small communities

to have feelings of isolation.

So you're saying my loneliness

is a sort of cross my uniform forces me to wear?

- Well... - The price I have to pay

for keeping the citizens of Portwenn safe.

Well, I wouldn't go that far.

In many ways, it's like I'm the lone sheriff

in a lawless frontier town.

- Biscuit? - Thanks, Ruth.

But duty calls.

Now, I know I'm giving you the place for free,

but you're here to give me your honest feedback,

so no holding back.

I'm sure it will be great.

I hope so, but we all know how hard it is

to start this type of business, and...

I want to learn from your failures, Al.

Very wise.

HANNAH: So, how's it going with Al?

Yeah. So far, so good.

What on earth is that?!

That is an alpaca.

Someone's been stealing my sheep.

It's meant to protect them, but fat lot of use it is,

'cause I just lost another three.

Not far now.

I thought we'd be a lot closer to the farmhouse.

HANNAH: Oh, no. This is the real thing.

I'm billing these glamping holidays

as a chance for city folk to really get away from it all.

- And there it is. - MORWENNA: Is that it?

Here we go.

Your home away from home for the next three nights.

A luxury glamping experience.

What's that?

HANNAH: State-of-the-art solar shower and composting toilet.

- Ooh! - HANNAH: And all this.

AL: Oh, Hannah. It -- It's lovely.

Come on.

- I'll show you inside. - AL: Huh.

I got the yurt online,

but it's the furnishings that make it.

Oh! It looks lovely, Hannah.

Oh, thank you, Morwenna.

That is exactly the kind of feedback I'm after.

- Ah.

DOC MARTIN: Hello.

- How was your day? - Terrible.

Morwenna has decided to take time off

with absolutely no warning.

And then she appointed a temporary receptionist,

who started crying and ran away and hasn't been seen since.

- I'm sorry to hear that. - Yes.

- How was your day? - Well, it was very strange.

One of my old pupils was there.

What, as a case study?

No, as a student. But she should be.

Why?

She's rude, she's tricky, she's probably a sociopath.

I see. A local girl.

Um, there was an incident at nursery today.

What happened?

James bit another child.

Now, it's just a phase. A lot of children go through it.

Well, did you?

No. Not that I remember.

What about you? Were you a biter?

We shouldn't use the word "biter," Martin.

Why not? It's a good word for someone who bites.

Because it can lead to a child giving themselves that identity,

and then, well, making it worse or something.

- What? - Oh, I don't know, Martin,

but I had a child in year three once who bit people,

and now he's in a youth detention center.

Well, that's not going to happen to James, is it?

If he keeps biting people, he won't have any friends, will he?

He's 18 months old. Does he need friends?

- Oh.

- Coming. - Yeah.

- Oh.

Good God.

- LOUISA: Martin.

- Martin! - Oh! Oh!

- Oh! - Martin!

Oh!

That stupid dog tripped me up!

He didn't, but does it hurt?

- Ow! - Oh.

Oh. Ow!

Go through to the consulting room.

- Oh! - Oh! Careful!

DOC MARTIN:

- LOUISA: Ooh. - Uh! Uh! Oh!

Ohh!

- Oh. - Right. What can I do?

You can pull the scanner over, please.

I'll do it. I'll do it.

Okay.

Yes.

Ohh!

- And the sock, too, please. - Yes. Sorry.

Pass me the transducer, please.

Okay. Just...

Aah!

What is it, Martin?

It's a lateral ligament tear.

It's only a small one, but it'll need binding.

You can call in at the pharmacy and ask Mrs. Tishell

if she's got a large inflatable foot splint,

and if she hasn't, ask her to order one, please.

Are you gonna be able to cope on your own?

You haven't even got a receptionist.

- Yes, I'll be fine. - You sure?

- I'll just bind it up. - Martin!

- MORWENNA:

How did you sleep?

I didn't. Mor, it's freezing in here.

I know.

On the plus side...

we are here alone.

Yeah.

You and me.

Yeah!

ANGELA: Hello?!

Hello?

I'm just looking for Hannah.

I've just been examining her sheep.

Well, don't mind us, 'cause we're just in bed.

Yeah, try the farmhouse, yeah?

No, I already did. She's not there.

Well, she clearly isn't here, is she?

Oh. Angela, morning.

What are you doing in here?

What is everyone doing in here?!

It's bad news.

As you suspected, the entire flock has got orf.

It will pass without any treatment in four to six weeks,

but you're gonna have to keep a close eye on them.

Otherwise, those lesions, if they spread,

they can cause serious infection.

I might not have any livestock left at this rate.

Somebody's stolen two more of my sheep,

and now the bloody alpaca!

Sure it hasn't just wandered off somewhere warmer?

Did you hear any trucks or vans last night?

To be honest, with all the wind, we wouldn't have heard a thing.

Did you know alpaca wool

is resistant to both flame and water?

HANNAH: How is that relevant?!

I don't have time for this.

He cost a bloody fortune.

I need to call Penhale.

Again.

- DOC MARTIN: Out!

Out of the way. Out of the way.

You. Move.

Trevor Dodds.

Yeah.

Uh, Dobbs.

Follow me.

Take a seat.

What happened to your face?

You didn't have those bruises yesterday.

- I walked into a door. - Oh.

I had your test results back.

You have a urinary tract infection.

- How did I get that? - It's cystitis.

It's very common in men of your age.

Ordinarily I'd suggest a painkiller and plenty of fluids

till the symptoms pass, but because of your diabetes,

I'll write you a prescription

for a short course of antibiotics.

There is something else, Doc.

DOC MARTIN: Yes?

I got an itch now.

Down there.

Down where?

Oh, whoa. Um, okay.

Onto the examination table.

Pull up your pants and trousers first.

Climb up and take them off.

All right.

Why didn't you tell me about this yesterday?

Well, I only noticed it this morning.

Yes, there's a rash and some blistering.

- That will explain the itch. - What do you think it is, Doc?

I don't know. It could be herpes simplex.

Well, it's unlikely.

I've not seen anyone since the wife left,

and that was months ago.

I'll need to do a swab and send it off for testing.

I reckon they escaped through here.

HANNAH: No, they weren't even in that field.

They must have used a truck or a van to steal him.

Mm. Possibly.

Maybe your animal jumped the fence or just wandered off?

No. She's only 4 foot high.

First, the sheep. Now the alpaca.

This isn't a coincidence. This is theft.

First, we need to establish a motive.

Why would anyone want to steal an alpaca?

Because she's a guard alpaca and she cost a bloody fortune.

- JOE: Very good. - And it wouldn't be easy.

She's in season, so she could be aggressive.

Hello, Joe.

JOE: Morwenna, Al.

- How's it hanging? - AL: Uh...

HANNAH: How was your first night?

- Yeah, a bit cold, actually. - AL: Mm.

MORWENNA: We could do with some blankets

- or a heater. - Yeah.

Um, and the screen on the toilet's broken.

Sorry. It's all been a bit mad here this morning,

but I will get it all sorted for you.

Sooner rather than later, though, yeah?

Come down to the farmhouse,

- and I'll find you a heater. - JOE: You'll need it.

Weather forecast says it's gonna be rough again tonight.

- Oh.

Oh, great.

Hey, why don't we get a lift back home with Joe?

Do you really want to spend another night

- in that freezing tent? - No, not really.

But we did say we'd stay for three nights,

and I'd feel bad going back on our word.

Maybe tonight will be better.

Next patient.

- Oh. - I just thought --

- Oh! - God!

Lord. Dr. Ellingham, here.

Yes. Thank you.

Um...I'll get this.

Thank you.

No Morwenna?

No. She's away for a few days.

What, she's not coming back now you've hurt your foot?

Oh, well, I can't get in touch with her.

I can manage.

A busy doctor like you shouldn't have to.

I'll come over in the morning and cover.

Oh, no. That's not necessary.

Well, us medical professionals must stick together.

See you first thing.

8:30 sharp.

Leave me alone.

I'm glad I caught you.

I was in the library just catching up with some work,

and I ran into Professor Bradman.

He thought this might be useful for you.

I've bookmarked the chapters on biting.

You told Professor Bradman about James?

Was it meant to be a secret?

I mean, I didn't really want everyone to know.

I'm so sorry.

Half my mind's all gummed up with V. AT. returns

and the other half with course work.

It's like everything we learned in the first week

has just gone out my head.

Are you all right? You seem a bit tense.

- Ah, you can't park there. - Oh, no. I'm not stopping.

Must dash. Got to cook supper for my boys.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- DOC MARTIN: Tomorrow? - I told you --

- We've got an extra lecture. - Mm.

- How's the boot? - Fine. Awkward.

TINA: Oh. Wrong gear. Bye.

- Is she all right? - Yes.

Just a bit stressed from the course.

- She's taken on a lot. - Right.

God. How long are you gonna have to wear that thing for?

About 10 days.

MRS. TISHELL: Morning, Dr. Ellingham.

I'll just make a start.

- Is that Mrs. Tishell? - Mm.

She's standing in for Morwenna.

How did that happen?

She offered. I needed help.

Martin. Are you sure that's a good idea?

Yes. It's only temporary.

- Oh. Oh.

Oh. Ohh!

Oh! Aah! Bbb-lll!

I think it's colder out there than it was yesterday.

- Oh. - No, no, no!

You are not bringing your freezing-cold body in here!

- I'm gonna light the heater.

I can't get used to going to the bathroom without a door.

It's like somebody's watching me.

Oh.

Oh. Oh!

- This will help. - MORWENNA: Oh.

Bloody hell. Bloody hell.

- Oh! Bloody hell. - All

AL: It's okay. It's just a little bit of fire.

Ill put it out.

Stamp on it.

- Oh. Here you go. - Aah! Aah!

- Right. - Let me get this out.

Aah! Oh!

Morwenna. Right, let me get the fuel.

MORWENNA: Don't.

Don't be ridiculous. Oh!

- Oh. - MORWENNA: Oh.

- Oh, God. - AL: Oh, no.

MORWENNA: Come on!

AL: Go! Go!

Yeah. That's right, Dick.

For one night only.

Be there, or be square.

- Excuse me. - Oh, just sit down.

Okay.

Oh! I'll be right with you, Dr. Ellingham.

I need Mr. Ward's file.

I'm just trying to locate them now.

I've had to reorganize Morwenna's filing system.

It's very haphazard.

It works perfectly efficiently.

Some test results came in for Trevor Dodds.

I can print them out for you.

Don't worry. I'll look at them here.

Trevor Dodds is a butcher, isn't he?

- Yes. - Get him --

Call him up and have him come into the surgery immediately.

Yes. Straightaway.

- And Mr. Ward's notes. - Straightaway.

DOC MARTIN: Next patient.

Six cutlets coming right up.

On second thoughts, better make that tomorrow.

Street trading license, please, Trevor.

- I really ought to get that. - License.

Oh, come on, Joe. Those things cost a packet.

Can't you give me a break?

How about some free meat? Nice bit of steak?

- I didn't hear that. - I said, "How about some steak?"

I'm gonna pretend you didn't just try

and bribe an officer of the law.

- Move on.

And next time, I want to see that license.

Cheers, Joe. Appreciate it.

MRS. TISHELL: I can't get hold of Mr. Dodds, Dr. Ellingham.

Call P.C. Penhale and have him come up to the surgery

- as soon as possible. - Yes.

Right away, Dr. Ellingham.

Hannah.

HANNAH: Oh, look, I'm sorry I haven't fixed the screen yet.

I'll do it now. You don't need to leave.

- Yeah, it's just, um...

...we sort of burned the yurt down.

Sorry. For a moment, I thought you said

you burned my yurt down.

The paraffin from the heater leaked, and when I lit it,

the rug went up, and then the bed, and the whole thing.

HANNAH: What?!

AL: In a way, it wasn't entirely our fault, was it?

In what way?!

Well, if it wasn't freezing,

and if you hadn't given us a heater that leaked,

then...you know.

I don't believe this.

You have ruined my business before it's even started!

Sorry.

I -- Oh!

Are you insured?

TINA: Chop-chop, Louisa.

- We're late as it is. - Okay. Coming.

- Gosh. - TINA: Come on.

I've been waiting.

I've been there since half past.

Right.

- JOE: Doc.

- You wanted to see me. - Yes. Good.

I want you to find a patient of mine -- Trevor Dodds.

Is he in some sort of trouble?

No. This is a public health issue.

You've got to get hold of everyone Dodds sold meat to

- and order them to destroy it. - Why?

Because he risks passing orf on to the public

and he must stop trading.

- Passing off what? - Orf.

- Off. - No. Orf.

- Orf. - Orf.

- Orf. - O-R-F.

- Orf. - It's an exanthematous disease

caused by the parapoxvirus.

Primarily it occurs in sheep and goats,

but can be passed to humans.

Exactly.

Leave it to me.

Joe Penhale always gets his man.

Oh, well, whatever.

Right. 'l be off.

Hello? Trevor?

Easy, now.

- Be over in a minute.

Anyone home?

- Aah!

Whoa! Aah!

- Whoa!

Trevor?

What's going on?

Stabbed myself with my bloody knife!

- Aah! - JOE: Oh! Oh!

I've been waiting 30 minutes since my appointment.

- When will I see the doctor? - I don't know.

- DOC MARTIN: Next patient.

Oh. Hello? Portwenn Practice.

Receptionist speaking. How may I help you?

JOE: Mrs. Tishell. I need to speak to the doc.

It's urgent.

It's Joe Penhale. He says it's urgent.

Give it to me. Yes?

Trevor Dodds has cut himself badly with a knife.

Have you called an ambulance?

Yeah, but there's been a major road traffic accident.

They don't know when they'll be able to get here.

And, Doc, he's bleeding ever such a lot.

All right. Give me your address.

JOE: It's an old farm.

Just past St. Kew.

- Yup. - Off Pendragon Hill.

Okay. Keep him horizontal and apply pressure to the wound.

- I'll be right there. - Doc, come quickly.

Right. Everybody out. The surgery is closed.

Telephone for another appointment.

Thank you. Thank you.

Mrs. Tishell, I need you to drive me.

Oh. Right.

Slow -- Oh, no. Careful here.

No, no! Mrs. Tishell, oh, my God!

No! Oh!

- Oh, God! - You're just like Clive.

He was always a nervous passenger.

This is how it ends, then.

Dying in my own bloody shed.

Hey. You're talking to Joseph Penhale.

No one dies on my watch.

Although you are bleeding ever such a lot.

I just need the doc to get here quickly.

Fingers crossed. Oh!

Penhale?

- JOE: In the barn, Doc. - Come on.

Quickly, Doc.

Ah, right. Let me have a look.

Oh, God! Aah.

You've punctured your femoral artery.

Right. Mrs. Tishell, give me your hand.

- Yes. - And give me your other hand.

Right, now push down there and keep applying pressure.

Your pulse is too fast. You need to try and calm down.

You listen to the doc. He'll sort you out.

And then we need to talk about the fact

that I know that's Hannah Butler's livestock

and you're in a lot of trouble for stealing them.

DOC MARTIN: You complete prat!

The sheep you have stolen have orf.

That's O-R-F.

Which your test results show

that that's what you have on your genitals.

TREVOR: I was desperate.

I was so much in debt,

none of my suppliers would sell me anything.

- What about the alpaca? - The wool's worth a fortune.

DOC MARTIN: Stop talking to him.

- He needs to calm down. - Doc.

The bleeding's not stopping.

I need to stabilize him. Out of the way.

All right.

Now, Penhale, hold that up.

And keep it up.

Now, Mrs. Tishell, when I tell you to remove your hand,

I want you to remove your hands.

And then I want you to pass me this clamp.

- Yes. - Okay.

Remove your hands.

Okay. Right. Take the clamp.

All right.

Okay. Give me the clamp.

Other way 'round.

Oh.

- Don't do that. - Sorry.

Is he dead?

No. I've clamped the artery and stemmed the flow.

But he needs to get to a hospital as soon as possible.

Well done, Doc.

MRS. TISHELL: Oh, dear.

The doc has saved your life, Trevor.

And you're under arrest.

That was fascinating, wasn't it?

Any chance we could move a little bit quicker?

- Gonna be late home. - I never thought of that.

What Sam was saying about infants and children

with underdeveloped theory of mind.

Yeah. Can we discuss it in the car?

Yeah. Are you all right?

TINA: Of course I'm all right.

Be better if I had 27 hours in a day.

Or why not 307 Nice round number, eh?

- Okay, come on.

- AL: Uh, Morwenna. - What?

AL: Oh.

MORWENNA: Just smile. It will stop.

- Morwenna. - Hi!

AL: Morwenna.

Yeah, thank you very much.

- Yeah. - Yeah, cheers.

- Yeah!

AL: Hey. Is that Joe?

Yeah.

- Joe! - Joe!

Joe!

- AL: Joe! - Joe!

AL: He's seen us. He's coming this way.

He's turning. Joe!

Brilliant.

Joe!

Give us a lift back to Portwenn, mate.

- Sure. - MORWENNA: What happened to you?

Just solved a major crime.

Grand theft livestock.

On my way to report back to Hannah.

- Where did you find them? - Trevor Dodds.

He was stealing them and selling their meat.

- Their infected meat, no less. - Oh, no.

We've got to go back to Portwenn.

First things first.

I need to let Hannah know she can sleep safe.

No, Joe. Dad is putting a barbecue on at the pub.

He bought all the meat from Trevor Dodds.

You'd better get in.

You know how messy one child is.

Try and imagine three of them.

By the time I finish cleaning up, it's a tip again.

And Jim never bothered to file his receipts

in the correct place, so it's a blooming treasure hunt

trying to get it all done.

Yeah. Maybe you should slow down.

Yeah, well, that's the problem, isn't it?

I can't slow down. I got too much to do.

LOUISA: Tina, Tina, Tina. Slow the car down.

I've got to catch up with 18 years.

Rushing around after them.

I meant slow the car down, Tina.

I've got to try and find some time for myself.

And I can't.

- I just -- - LOUISA: Watch it! Watch it!

- Tina.

Please. Tina, watch out!

- Pull the car in here.

Tina! Ti--

Pull in to the side, please. That's it.

Okay. I'll find you some water. Stay calm.

There's some here.

I just need some air.

Got it.

Tina!

DOC MARTIN: Louisa?

LOUISA: Martin, where are you?

Just coming into the village. Why?

Hello, Louisa. How are you?

- Shh! Be quiet. - LOUISA: What?!

- Not you. Go on. - It's Tina. She's collapsed.

We're in a lay-by. You'll see us.

Stop the car.

- Oh! Ohh!

- LOUISA: You all right? - Yes.

- LOUISA: What happened to you?

Some stupid butcher punctured his femoral artery.

- What's this? - Tina was talking away.

Then she couldn't catch her breath at all.

Her pulse is racing.

- Let's get her up. - Okay.

Okay, Tina.

- There we go. - I can't breathe.

I can't

Can't move my arm.

I'm having a heart attack.

No, you're having a panic attack,

and it's giving you muscle cramps.

Relax your breath.

Breath in through the nose and out through your mouth.

- Slowly, slowly. - TINA:

- That's better. - TINA:

That's it. That's right.

DOC MARTIN: Breath into the bag.

TINA:

That's it.

Deep breaths.

We'd better get her to the surgery.

- What are you doing?! - Oh, I'm sorry.

Come on. Up you get.

Fantastic Cornish beef. There you go. Proper job.

Don't eat that!

Don't eat that. Don't eat that.

- BERT: Hang on. - There'll be no barbecue today.

Full refunds will be given, obviously.

What are you playing at?

That meat could be contaminated.

You were about to poison our customers.

- How do you know that, boy? - Just trust me.

All right. Who's got a burger?

Good afternoon, everyone.

I'll soon have you all sorted.

Oh! Morwenna?

I've got it from here, Mrs. T.

You can go head back to the pharmacy.

- But - Morwenna.

- MORWENNA: Hello, Doc. - MRS. TISHELL: Oh.

It's been marvelous working with you, Doctor.

- Thank you so much. - Yes.

And...yes, thank you, too.

Come through.

You're in good hands.

Thank you.

DOC MARTIN: Your pulse rate's very high.

Have you ever had a panic attack before?

- First one. - Any history of thyroid disease?

- Not that I know of. - Are you taking any medication?

No. Oh, I'm taking modafinil, if that counts.

Yes, of course it counts. Modafinil's a stimulant.

- Who prescribed you that? - I got it online.

Let me see.

TINA: Smart drug.

It was to help me study.

- Hey, I need that! - DOC MARTIN: You do not.

Taking modafinil without a doctor's prescription

is an incredibly stupid thing to do.

Not to mention illegal.

It could have all sorts of side effects.

I just needed to get out of the house,

have something for myself.

Oh, that's all right, then, isn't it?

You nearly killed my wife.

You're a danger to yourself and the public.

I'll give you an ECG.

You may have developed an irregular heartbeat.

- Joe. - All your sheep returned.

- Safe and sound. - What, all of them?

Well...most of them.

Trevor had already chopped some of them up.

Oh.

JOE: He'll be charged with sheep rustling as soon as he's well.

The main thing is, people need to have

a little more faith in their local constabulary.

Oh. I heard about the yurt.

Will you be wanting me to charge Al?

No. I've spoken to my insurance. They've said they'll pay up.

Joe, what about my alpaca?

She's out there somewhere. Roaming the plain.

So you didn't find her.

Hannah, what did I just say? Have a bit of faith.

Well, thank you, Joe.

I do really appreciate everything you've done.

Made a bad day better.

Sorry for what I said before, about how Martin was a bit...

- Rude and aggressive? - Yeah.

Well, lucky for you, he's also very good at his job.

I'll see you next week.

Oh, I don't know. I think it's all a bit much.

Well, just have a think about it.

- I'll be seeing you, then. - Yeah.

Bye, Doctor.

Yes.

I think it's time I got myself a car.

- Are you all right? - I'm fine.

Apart from the fact that she temporarily lost her mind

and almost killed us.

That's what happens if you try and take on too much.

It doesn't happen to everyone, Martin.

Louisa. Doc.

Oh. Any incidents today?

You're not still worried about that, are you?

Well, shouldn't I be?

Happens all the time with kids at his age.

Anyway, he was good as gold today.

Didn't even complain when one of the other kids gave him a nip.

Someone bit James? Who?

- I'm afraid I can't say. - Don't be ridiculous.

Of course you can.

Nursery policy.

See you tomorrow, little man.

- Bye. - Bye, Mel.

I told you nursery was a mistake.

It's clearly a learned behavior.

It's good for his social development.

Not if everyone's biting each other all the time, it isn't.

LOUISA: Well, he started it.