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This place hasn't seen a
doctor since a good few years.

I hope you're feeling energetic.

Well, I could've done
with an extra hour in bed.

You know, at my age you
don't need much sleep.

That's one of the
benefits of getting older.

Not that I'm old.

No, of course not.

You're maturing like a fine
wine, or a classic car.

You're right.

So, who's the first on our list today?

It's a house call. Sitesh Pillai.

Mr Pillai?

I told them, no doctors.

Now go, or I swear I will shoot.

Mr Pillai, we just want to help.

My friend, if you're planning
to threaten somebody with a gun,

the least you can do is to load it up.

Please, all I want is to be left alone.

How did you know it wasn't loaded?

It's a revolver.

You can see all the chambers are empty.

Yeah, no, I get that.

I mean, how did you know there
wasn't still one in the barrel?

This looks painful.

It isn't. I can't feel anything.

That's not a good thing.

You're a diabetic?

So they tell me.

You need to dispose of
all these old syringes

and take your medicines on time.

- How long has it been like this?
- I don't know. A few weeks.

I can't get a pulse. Borderline ischaemic.

What's that?

The diabetes has affected the
blood supply to your foot.

So it makes any infection more serious.

We'll need to do a scan at the
hospital and take some blood.

No, no, no. I'm not leaving this house.

Mr Pillai, if you neglect
this, you could lose your foot.

About that I'm quite sure.

It's what they want!

They'll wait for me to leave and
then they will knock it down.

Ah, I told you!

This is all your doing, isn't
it? You sent them, didn't you?!

For God's sake, I didn't
send them, Mr Pillai.

They were coming to the village anyway.

I asked them to visit you
because I was worried.

Lilly Chacko, Barco Sun Estates.

How is he?

Erm, we're still assessing that.

- I see.
- What's going on?

I work for a property
development company --

we're looking to build
a hotel on this site.

It's not a "site", it is my home!

Now, get out!

Where's my pistol?

For some reason, my face makes
him reach for his damn revolver.

Perhaps we can talk in private?

We've made a number of offers
to Sitesh to buy his land,

but he's refused to sell,
which is, of course, his right.

When I came to see him yesterday,

he was lying on the floor
struggling to breathe.

That's why I contacted you.

I assume you're taking him to hospital?

- Not immediately.
- Yes, most...

I still need to complete my assessment.

If you don't mind?

Of course. Please let
me know what you decide.

No! I don't want to keep holding!

What I want is to speak to the captain.

Yes, it IS vital.

Damn police force is run
by a bunch of bloody idiots.

Yes?

You wanted to see me?

Oh, yes. I need you to
rejig the night rota.

I've requested Dr Ray to stay on
a little longer and she's agreed.

She's working here?

Ever since the attack on Jyoti
I've been looking into various ways

of treating her here at the hospital.

First thing on the list
is a plastic specialist.

I would have liked to have been consulted.

And I'd like to throttle the bloke
on the other end of this phone.

Dr Ray is the only person

who can give Jyoti the
care she needs, Dr Varma.

I've have no intention of
prying into your personal life,

but if you want me to, I will.

Well?

Good. Then that's agreed.

You know how good a surgeon she is,

you also know how much
good she can do here,

not just for Jyoti, but
for countless others.

Is that all?

Hello.

Yes, of course I'm still here.

No, don't you...

Tommy, can we need Kush to
get us some more alcohol?

Tommy?

Oh.

If that's that same priapic idiot
you gave your number to, again...

It's just Mum.

Well, you better call her
back. She's probably worried.

Us men can happily go years
without any form of communication

with our loved ones -- women not so much.

Mothers you can measure in
milliseconds. Call back.

What are you reading, Dad?

This is the official regulations
of the licencing board.

I'm looking for what is
commonly known as a loophole

to our alcohol problem
slash emerging tragedy.

And?

Nothing.

They've got it sewn up tighter
than an elephant in a tuktuk.

And I'm just about to give up.

And let them win? No.

Come on, there must be something.

Come here.

Where do I begin?

The donor skin won't attach permanently,

so we'll leave it in
place for a week or so,

like an organic dressing.

Does that make sense?

I was just telling Jyoti about
her skin graft this afternoon.

How are you feeling, honey?
Can we get you anything?

Is the pain relief working?

The morphine makes me tired.

- That's a good thing, I guess.
- Mm-hm.

It is if it's helping you sleep.

Now... your mother called this morning.

She'd like to come in to see you.

I don't want to see her.

I don't want to see anyone.

I'm going to be assisting
with Jyoti's surgery.

Is there anything you need?

The operation is scheduled for
two, so I'll come in at 1:50.

I know you're angry.
You asked me to leave.

And yet you stayed.

Then let me explain.

I think it's obvious, don't you?

Lydia wants us to work
together like professionals.

I know I can.

I hope you can too.

Try and keep this clean and
raised whenever you can.

- How's his blood sugar?
- 18.2 -- still too high.

Have you been taking your
insulin before the meals?

Sometimes, I forget.

If this infection gets worse,

there are all the chances you may die.

You have to come in to
the hospital, Mr Pillai.

But they'll take this place.

If I leave, I'll never be allowed back.

Is there anyone here that can help you?

I have no friends here. They all hate me.

Apparently, I'm single-handedly
crushing their dreams.

What about family?

I was married.

My wife... left.

Isn't there any way that
you can treat me here?

Sorry, it's just not practical.

Please...

We had a daughter.

She was five years old.

You know, this is my home.

Everything I have is here.

I will never leave this place, even
if it means I have to die here.

So? How is he?

Well, not great.

We have tried to do whatever we could

but he's still refusing to leave.

No surprise there. He's an
incredibly difficult man.

By difficult you mean, he
won't sell you his house?

The hotel complex will
take up the entire village,

not just Sitesh's land.

And the fact is, all these
people, they want to sell.

Life is hard here.

The soil is poor, there's
outbreaks of typhoid.

We've offered to rehouse
everyone in a new development

20 kilometres away with
running water, electricity

and proper sanitation.

There is no nobility in being poor,

the people here want the same
opportunities as everyone else.

You do know why he won't move?

Has he told you about his daughter?

He's told me a hundred times.

Don't get me wrong, I am sympathetic,

but he is making himself
ill by staying here.

He goes days without eating, he...
he drinks himself unconscious

whenever he can.

He'd do so much better by moving away.

If you could just explain to him.

Well, we don't want to get
involved in your politics.

But if you could make him see
that medically he's in danger.

We have.

But if he's in possession of his
senses, then that's his decision.

I would say that's highly debatable.

You saw the gun, right?

He's desperate, not mad.

In my professional opinion.

Look, if there are any logistical
issues that are holding you back,

costs of ambulances,
medivac, that kind of thing,

my company has contingency budgets,

money kept aside for medicine, equipment.

Anything you want.

Are you trying to bribe us?

I'm just saying that if you
can persuade Sitesh to leave,

then everyone can benefit.

You are unbelievable. No!

Dr Nair?

You're not seriously considering it?

Listen, we have patients to see and
we are already behind schedule.

So, please, allow us to finish our work.

Obviously, the trick is to
only remove the damaged tissue.

The last thing we want is deeper scarring.

And that's why you're not
going to use staples.

Exactly.

Her body's going to reject the donor skin,

so I'll have to remove it in a week

and glue and sutures will
cause much less trauma.

- Dr Varma, how are we doing there?
- Prepped and ready.

OK, great.

Well, if Jyoti not going to need
any more surgery until next week,

we'll have to think of something
else to keep you busy.

So how's your general practice?

I'm bound to be a little rusty.

Yes, you've been a plastic
surgeon for what, 10 years?

That's a long time.

Long enough to train you.

We see all kinds of cases here.

I mean, how are you on venereal disease?

Obviously I have no firsthand experience,

but I do remember the basics.

And I promise to be a
very attentive pupil.

More saline, please.

Dr Walker...

If Sitesh really won't budge, then
we can treat him as an outpatient.

Ruby...

I know it's not ideal, but we can at
least stop things from getting worse.

It's a three-hour round trip, and
you are needed at the hospital.

- I'll do it after work.
- And get exhausted?

I mean, how does that benefit
your patients at the hospital?

And you're going to come here,
how many times, like twice a week?

- More?
- What's the alternative?

Do nothing? Let him die?

He's got no-one.

I can change his dressing,
organise his medication for him,

make sure he eats something.

But I'm on call tonight,
I can't wait around.

Well, then, don't.

It's just dahl.

I'm not much of a cook.

- Thank you.
- Uh.

Insulin first.

It's been a while since I had any company.

It's nice.

My daughter used to
creep out here sometimes

when it was past her bedtime,
hoping I hadn't noticed.

She was... she was always so busy.

The only time she would stand still
was when we would measure her.

There are notches on the wall where
we would mark how tall she'd got.

One for every birthday.

Who's that?

I think that's for me.

I'll go and check.

Won't be second. It's alright.

What are you doing here?

I thought it would be Ranjit
with that old banger of his.

Lucky for you I saw him
leaving. How is he?

Mm...

Ram told me your heart was bleeding.

Oh, and that you're impossible.

Ah, well, I learnt from the best.

It's one of your most endearing qualities.

- Mm-hm.
- So?

Yeah, better. A good
meal and 20 units helped.

OK, let's go.

I'm just gonna get my bag and say bye.

Can I help you?

Deepak Kohli?

Who are you?

My name is Lydia Fonseca.

I work at the Good Karma Hospital
with Jyoti -- your fiancee.

Is everything alright, sir?

Jyoti's been a patient in the
hospital for the last few days

and I was wondering why you
haven't been in to see her.

That's none of your business.

Would you like me to tell you how she is?

Can you please leave?

Jyoti has suffered full thickness
burns from a vicious acid attack

to her face and neck.

She will need numerous operations,
reconstructive surgery,

skin grafts, which
despite our best efforts,

will still leave her scarred for life.

And that's before we get
to the psychological damage.

And why are you telling me this?

Wow. That's your reaction, is it?

Not, how is she feeling, or how
long will she have to be in hospital,

or a hundred other questions
any normal person might ask.

Look, I don't know what's gone on here,

but I swear, if find out
you are in any way involved,

you'll spend the rest of
your life behind bars.

And in the meantime, if you or anyone
you know goes anywhere near Jyoti,

even so much as a phone call,
you'll have me to answer to.

Understood?

Throw her out.

So, she's staying?

Well, that's great, isn't it?

OK, so, er...

.. Aisha and I have...

.. I guess what you'd call,
er, history, back in Mumbai.

I didn't tell you because
she wasn't going to stay,

so I... I didn't see the point.

I'm guessing she didn't just
turn up in Barco out of the blue?

No, she... came here to find me and...

.. see how I felt about her.

That's what she told you?

Mm-hm.

And... how do you feel?

What she and I had was
over a long time ago.

How long were you together?

Three years.

It was... complicated.

She was married at the time.

And now?

She's divorced.

So she tells me.

So you were her lover?

I mean, it... it wasn't
what I wanted, er...

She promised me that she'd...

It was one of the reasons
why it all ended.

Look, I've already told
her that I'm with you.

So now I'm just telling you about her.

So everyone is... fully in the picture.

OK?

Yeah.

We should probably go.

Mm.

I've got it!

I was in the shower and it just hit me.

- What hit you?
- The answer! Our loophole.

- It's so simple.
- OK.

So... there is an exemption.

Bars are allowed to serve booze

if they're more than 500
metres away from the highway.

Something to do with drink-driving. Right?

So how far away are we?

We are exactly 432 metres. I've checked.

Maths isn't exactly
your strong point, is it?

No, look, look, if we do... oh.

I thought you'd called her?

- No, I'll ring her back in a minute.
- No, do it now.

- No.
- Or you're grounded.

Or something. Unless you want to
clean the toilets instead of me?

Hi, Mum.

Hey.

Hi.

So, he told me.

And as we're going to be working together,

I thought you should
know it's not an issue.

At least, not for me.

I think it's nice to be out in the
open about all this, don't you?

Definitely.

Lydia persuaded me to... stay here.

She can be very persuasive.

I think we can both agree on that.

Anyway, look, I just
wanted to clear the air.

Thanks.

That's much appreciated.

I get what you're doing here.

This place it's got life,
unlike a damn clinic in Mumbai.

Must be nice to make a difference.

I think so.

You certainly have to
be tough to work here.

I'm sure you'll fit right in.

Anyway, I have patients.

I'll see you.

It's incredible!

Absolutely above and beyond.

I can't believe you actually found it.

Well, I think so.

I popped by the town hall

and spent the afternoon
looking through their records.

So this is where Dina's
family have moved to.

Pandai? Is that how you say it?

Yes, Pandai. It's not far.

Actually, I think there's a direct bus.

There are detailed records for
the district in the temple.

I'm off tomorrow, so I thought
maybe we could go together?

But you're so busy here.

I don't want to waste
your time or your day off.

It's fine. Really.

There you go. All done.

What have you done?

- What have you done to me?
- Sorry. Excuse me.

What have you put inside me?

I didn't want it! I didn't want it!

You are ruining everything!
They will take my house!

I specifically said I
did not want to be here.

Sitesh, what are you doing here?

Ask him!

Well, I was on call last
night when Lilly rang.

She said she went to see
Sitesh for one final offer

and she found him unwell.

Unwell? What does that mean?

Well, he was semiconscious.
He was rambling.

Anyway, they asked me whether
they could bring him in.

He was hyperglycaemic all day,

he probably just needed a shot of insulin.

Which she wouldn't know that.
She's not a doctor, Ruby.

Exactly!

From what I understand, he's not
managing his diabetes at all well

and that foot is riddled with infection.

This is the best place for him.

He specifically asked us
not to take him to hospital.

And why didn't you call me?

I could have been there in the
time it took them to bring him in.

It was 11pm -- what would you have done?

Driven two hours into the countryside?

I have a duty of care
to you as well to him.

- That's for me to decide.
- No, it isn't!

This property company have offered
to pay for any tests or medicine

that Sitesh might need.

They've even offered
to buy us a new ECG kit.

How would they even know what that is?

Lilly asked me whether we needed anything

and I mentioned, yes, we could use one.

So you're happy to let them bribe you?

- Dr Walker that's enough!
- How dare you!

I did what any responsible
physician would have done.

And for the record, I have made
my concerns very clear on this,

right from the start!

- He's my patient!
- And I'm your boss!

Everything OK?

- What?
- With your mum?

Yeah, it's great.

Yeah...

She just wanted to moan about
what a cow Aunty Carol is.

We disagreed about virtually
everything, but on that,

me and your mum were as one.

The road. You didn't let me explain.

So, if you're 500 metres
away from a public highway,

you are exempt from the ban.

So we're 68 metres short.

That's if you go directly
from the road to the bar.

But if you don't...

I'm listening.

You have a visitor.

It's Deepak Kholi's mother.

Oh.

Before you talk to her, there's
something you should know.

Jyoti was seeing someone else.

Someone other than Deepak.

I didn't say anything because...

Well, because she has enough to
deal with without her family thinking

that she's somehow responsible.

You should've said something.

- It isn't that easy, Lydia.
- I didn't say it was.

I just wanted to check if she's alright.

I've been meaning to come
for a few days, but, erm...

Physically, her injuries are
severe, but not life-threatening.

However, psychologically,
she's very fragile.

Will you send my best wishes to her?

She was always such a pretty little thing.

When I spoke to your son
yesterday he seemed more...

.. resentful and angry, than upset.

I think this was a mistake. I'm
sorry, I shouldn't have come.

Thank you.

I also know why.

No matter the provocation,
no human being deserves this.

Take a look.

We took these the morning
after the attack.

You can see the extent of the injury,

the acid burned through all
three layers of her skin.

Now, I know he's your
son and you love him,

but if you know anything
about what happened,

you have to tell the police.

Pandai, please.

Senior ticket return.

That's already 65 metres,

so that makes us over 500
metres from the road.

My only daughter is a certified genius.

We are now officially reopen!

Come on, everyone!

Can't believe it, you are
absolutely brilliant.

We did it. I feel like the pied piper.

Right, ladies and gentlemen,

start thinking about
what you want to drink.

We've got the fantastic cold beer.

Obviously, we've got Browners beer,

imported from a very import
village in the Black Country.

Alright, ladies and gentlemen.

Two-for-one for cocktails.

One half-price if you're drinking alone.

Here we go.

Sitesh, come on.

I can't. I can't.

Look, discharging yourself
without any kind of plan,

without speaking to me or anyone else,

that's the worst thing
you could do right now.

Sitesh, I know how much
you love your house.

I don't.

I hate it.

I hate it so much.

I only stay in case she comes back.

Your wife?

My daughter. My daughter.

I thought she died.

It was a week after her fifth birthday.

She went to play in the
woods while I was working.

She loved exploring.

She just wanted to play, but...

.. I was too busy.

It was just a few minutes.

When I went to find her, she was gone.

You never found her?

But I kept thinking...

.. some... how... somehow...

.. some... day...

.. she would come back to me.

I'm just stuck.

I want it all to stop.

Hey.

Hello.

I spoke with Sitesh.

He wants to sell the house.

We can treat him here as long as we like.

He just needs a couple of things.

Well, I'm glad to hear that.
It's the correct decision.

I know you wouldn't take a bribe.

I shouldn't have said that.

No, you shouldn't have.

But then... I shouldn't
have shouted at you either.

Slapping the desk was very overdramatic.

A little too Bollywood.

Now, that's something I'd like to see.

- You are ready?
- It's time.

Please tell me this is about Deepak Kohli?

Yes.

His mother has been in touch with us.

Good! At last we're
finally getting somewhere.

Now, I know these things
can be hard to prosecute...

Mrs Kohli has made a
complaint against you.

What?!

She says you visited her
home and threatened her son.

- Is this true?
- Excuse me?

It isn't Dr Fonseca you should
be questioning, it's him.

We interviewed Deepak the
day after the attack.

It's standard procedure
in a case like this.

He has witnesses who vouch
for his whereabouts.

Here we go.

And these so-called "witnesses",
have you looked into them?

Did you go to Deepak's
home and threaten him?

You can't take the law
into your own hands.

He is either directly or indirectly
responsible for a vicious attack

that left a young girl scarred for life.

And if there's evidence,
we'll investigate.

But until then, I'd advise you
to not have any further contact

with the Kohli family, and
leave the detective work to us.

You told her, didn't you?

She was just trying to help. We both are.

Jyoti, if you keep quiet on this,

then you're allowing them to blame you.

We have to make sure that
they don't get away with this.

We're not in this together.

The rules that apply to you are not
the same ones that apply to me.

You know nothing about
me, neither of you do.

I do know that whatever
happened, it wasn't your fault.

You don't have a clue.
You don't understand.

You'll never understand.

Is something wrong?

No. At least...

I'm sorry, I'm trying to find
his ventricle, left ventricle.

Should it take this long?

Oh, come on.

Dr Ray, would you like some help?

No, thank you.

See, ultrasound is a
complex visual motor skill.

In other words, there is a knack.

There.

See? It just takes a little practice.

Come, Edmund.

How old is this place?

200 years, more or less.

And you have records
going back all that time?

Dina's family came here in 1975.

I don't have an address.

I'm sure we'll be able to find them.

We have records of births, marriages.

It's all in here.

I'm very self sufficient.

If you leave me with the books or ledgers

I'm quite happy to plough through them.

Or we could look on the computer.

I had the records
transferred a few years ago.

Come sit.

It's quite a common surname.

Hang on, this might be something.

A Menon wedding in 1979.
Perhaps a relation?

That might lead us to more of the
family and hopefully an address.

Here we are! Dina Menon.

What does it say?

She appears a couple
of times in the 1990s.

She's mentioned regarding
a cousin's wedding

and her brother-in-law's funeral.

And then...

Edmund, I'm so sorry.

It says here she passed five years ago.

Are you sure?

There can be no doubt?

You have my sympathy.

It's OK.

Keep still. Keep still.

THAT is looking very good.

No sign of bleeding or infection.

We'll need to check every few
hours and re-dress the wound.

I'd like to do that, if I can.

I'll need a mirror, yes?

And you're worried how I'll
react when I see myself?

It's still really early days, Jyoti.

There's a lot more swelling to go
down, and a lot more operations.

Thing is, Jyoti, there's no right
or wrong way to go from here.

You must do whatever you
want, when you're ready.

But in the meantime, if you like,

we can organise a counsellor
to come and talk to you...

I don't need anyone else telling
me what I can and cannot do.

They won't tell you, they'll advise you.

I don't need anyone.

Sitesh...

Please.

No.

My friend...

.. as a father, I can see
you have known sadness

like none of us can possibly imagine.

You lost the most precious gift
that is given to all of us,

the gift of a child.

Why cause death, when
we can celebrate life?

This woman...

.. this young doctor...

.. she cared for you, cooked for you,

dressed your wounds.

Is this the way you are
going to repay her kindness?

Her love?

Please, Sitesh...

.. give me the gun.

Take this energy, little one.

Be at peace.

Cross into the light

and remember me.

Huh? Please tell me you're impressed.

I'm really not in the mood.

Would it help if I told
you that I love you?

Not remotely.

And anyway, if you did love me,
you'd have got in some pink gin.

Pink gin? I didn't know you liked that.

That's cause you never listen!

Tommy, could you pass
me the you-know-what?

- Tommy?
- What?

Oh, never mind.

Ready mixed. Just add ice.

Tommy, you know, your father
can be surprisingly sensitive.

- Thank you.
- It's my pleasure.

- Go on then, get some ice.
- Oh, obviously, yeah.

I've had worse coffee in my life,
but this is definitely top three.

You used to laugh more.

You used to be funnier.

Why did you get divorced?

I mean, why now?

Why not five years ago?

You mean, why I never left him for you?

I never asked you to leave him.

It wasn't anything dramatic.

We never shouted at each other.

I never found him in bed with anyone else.

If it was anything, it was the joke.

The joke?

You know, when we first met, he told
me this long-winded, stupid joke.

It wasn't that funny,

but I loved it that he
made this effort, you know.

But then I soon realised,

he would tell that joke
to absolutely everybody.

It's the thing he did
when he met new people.

I must have heard that
joke about 200 times.

One day I just woke up and I was like,

I... I... I can't listen
to that joke ever again.

Just being stuck in a rut.

I'm with Ruby... now.

I know.

But I promised to stay and help out.

If that's alright?

What was the joke?