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Martin?

Oh, hello.

It's five in the morning.

Mm.

Is everything OK?

Yeah, I couldn't sleep.

Just been thinking about that job offer.

Yeah. Well, it's a big decision.

Hm. Yeah, it is.

I've been weighing up
the pros and the cons.

I don't think I'm going to accept it.

Do you want to discuss it?

Well, the children's well-being's
the most important thing.

A move at their age
would be a major upheaval.

We've only just got Mary Elizabeth
into some sort of routine.

And James has finally
started making friends.

We'd both have to leave our practices.

You'd have to completely
re-establish yourself,

- get new clients.
- Yeah.

But then, on the other hand,
it is a very important post.

Dean of Medicine's...

more a clerical and administrative role.

And you don't want to leave, do you?

Do you know, I'd support
whatever decision we come to.

Right.

Well, then, we decide to stay.

Are you sure?

Mm. I'll call Imperial.

Yeah.

That's all booked in for you, Mr Stubbs.

OK, Mick. Bye.

Hi, I'm Helen Parsons, Chris's wife.

- Is Martin free?
- Erm...

Hazel.

- Helen.
- Helen.

I suppose it has been a while.

And you were only best man
at my wedding.

Helen.

Have you got a quick five minutes?

You've got time before
your next appointment, Doc.

- Er, yes, of course, go through.
- Thank you.

It's Chris's birthday today,

so I'm taking him out
for a meal tonight.

- Take a seat.
- Thank you.

I would love for you
and Louisa to join us

as a bit of a surprise for him.

Ooh, what happened there?

Oh, er, it's nothing.

Erm, I'd need to check with Louisa,
see if we can get a baby-sitter.

Seven o'clock at Pilchards.

Right, yes. Good.

How are you?

I'm... I'm good.

I'm doing a geology degree.

- Oh.
- Chris has probably mentioned it.

No.

Oh.

I don't suppose you know
where I might find

some metamorphosed basalts, would you?

No.

Sorry, it's just as you're a local,
I thought...

I'm local, I'm not A local.

Are you looking at my cheeks?

Being outside so much has
caused my rosacea to flare-up.

Right.
Have you been prescribed anything?

Erythromycin. But it gives me
terrible indigestion.

There are alternatives.
I could recommend some to your GP.

Who is your doctor?

Mike Lawler, at the Wadebridge practice.

Oh, God. Er, right.

Well, I'll recommend some alternatives

and get them over to him.

Thank you.
That would be very helpful, Martin.

You're welcome.

- Seven o'clock, then.
- Yes. Good.

- You all right?
- Yeah. You?

- Yeah. Any chance of a spot of lunch?
- We're not open yet, Dad.

I'll just take a seat
until you're ready.

Next you'll be wanting a cup of tea
while you wait.

Milk and two sugars, please.

Bert, get in here! I've got a flood!

- What?
- A leak in the cellar

and it's all your fault!

Quick, Bert, the water's rising!

You'd better keep my lunch warm.

It's a salad.

Yep, you've definitely got a leak.

- What are you going to do about it?
- It's not my fault.

That is the pipe that was
attached to your still.

You must have damaged it
when you dismantled the thing!

I disagree. And even if I did,
I've not got my tools here.

They're at the caravan park.

You're useless!

I'll have to call a proper plumber.

I'll see if Bob Jackson's free.

Well, if you're not bothered
about the quality of your work...

I'm bothered about the fact
that my cellar is flooding!

Caitlin, don't worry,
I will pop over in a minute.

I've just got to nip into the chemist.

All right, see you.

Oh, good afternoon, Bob.

- Painkillers, strongest you've got.
- I have paracetamol.

I have been taking paracetamol.

That's why I need something stronger.

What is the nature of your complaint?

Sore toe.

I must have stubbed it or summat,
but it's kept me up half the night.

Man of your age, could be gout.
You should see the doc.

I don't need to see the doc,
it's only a sore toe.

It would be wasting his time.

Beside which, the surgery's up the hill,

so if you could just give me
some painkillers, that'd be great.

So?

Doc.

Doc.

Right.

Have you spoken to Imperial yet?

No, I was going to do it after surgery.

Hilary Parsons came to see me earlier.

- What, Helen?
- Yeah.

Oh.

Is everything all right with Chris?

Er, yes. She's asked us to have
a meal with them tonight.

It's Chris's birthday.

Oh, I'm glad they're getting on again.

- So, what are we gonna get him?
- Get him?

Yeah, as a present.
You said it's his birthday.

He's a grown man, Louisa.
He's not a child.

Martin, we're not showing up to his
birthday dinner without a present.

All right. I had a delivery
of some books yesterday.

I'll find something appropriate
and tie a balloon to it.

- Do you think it's gonna be awkward?
- Why?

Well, you know, cos of before.

When Helen said she wanted a divorce
and Chris tried to kiss me.

No, it'll be fine. He was very drunk.

And he apologised. I'll make a dressing.

Never fear, Bob Jackson is here.

Oh! What's happened here, then?

Did you try and build yourself
an indoor pool?

Bert damaged the pipe
when removing his whiskey still.

We're not sure about that, right?

Hm. If I was a betting man, though, eh?

Right, well, I'm gonna need my pump,

drain all this water away before
it does some permanent mischief.

Thanks, Bob. It's good to have
a professional on the scene.

Well, I should be thanking Bert, really.

Half my work is clearing up
the messes that he's made.

I should be paying him commission.

Here we are.

Martin, Louisa! Oh, lovely.

I was... I was hoping you were coming.

- Helen wouldn't tell me who it was.
- That's right.

It's hard to surprise
someone so organised.

Nice to finally meet you, Louisa.

Yes, you, too,
I've heard a lot about you.

- All good, I hope.
- Happy birthday, Chris.

Oh, how lovely.
The surprises just keep coming.

It's a very comprehensive overview
of the biology and epidemiology

of human parasite diseases.
You haven't read it, have you?

No.

I'm more of a...
a true crime buff, really,

but this is, erm...

Well, it looks, er...

interesting. Thank you, Martin.

It's really good.

Evening, Louisa. Doc.

Julie? I thought you worked for Al.

I do, yeah, but I'm, like,
saving to go travelling,

so I'm working here in the evening.
I tell you what, though,

it's no fun being on your feet
all day and night.

And the customers. Ugh.
"Get me this, get me that."

Oh, yeah. Could we get some menus?

Exactly, yeah! "Get me a menu"!

- Ha. Well, Louisa...
- Thank you.

- How was your lecture, Martin?
- Ooh. What's this?

Martin was the keynote speaker
at a conference at Imperial.

- It was fine, thank you.
- Erm, it was a little more than fine.

Martin was offered the Dean
of the Faculty of Medicine.

What...? Sorry, he's been offered what?

They offered me the Dean
of the Faculty of Medicine.

Would that mean that you'd
have to give up the practice here

- and move to London?
- Er, well, it would, yes.

Sorry, why am I only
hearing about this now?

I've just got you a job back here

and now you're tossing it aside
to waltz off to Imperial.

I'm not tossing anything.

Why does everybody talk
about tossing all the time?

I'm going to call Imperial

and suggest that they find
another candidate.

- Really?
- Mm.

Are you sure about that?

Well, it is only admin
and clerical work.

Well, no, no, it's a lot more than that.

Yes, even I know that.

Martin would be the perfect candidate.

You've got experience both
of surgery and general practice...

Not that I'm trying
to talk you into the job, no.

No, quite the opposite.

Oh, we couldn't fill
your position last time.

Your moving to London,

well, that would be the end
of the practice.

Calm down, Chris. It's not an issue,
we're not leaving Portwenn.

- No.
- Good, well...

Well, I can happily drink to that.

Cheers.

Cheers.

So what I've done is put a clamp on it.

- I would have put a slip end over it.
- It does not NEED a slip end over it.

Rubbish, you don't know
what you're talking about.

Bert, can I have a word?

I'm just making sure
he's doing a good job.

It's really not necessary.

Hm! I shudder to think what your
definition of a good job is, Bert.

I shall turn on the water.

Job done.

- Right...
- I'm just gonna take a look.

It's perfectly all right. Just leave it.

I'm just gonna tighten this coupling!

There's no need. You leave that alone!

Argh! You idiot!

You put it in the wrong place
in the first...!

Ow! Argh!

My foot! You did that on purpose!

It was an accident!
And look, you've made it all worse.

Made it all worse?! Are you kidding?
That was your fault!

You've now literally
added insult to injury.

- Argh!
- Is your foot OK?

Oh, it's no use,
I can't even stand on it.

Oh, great (!)

- You don't have to leave.
- I'm sorry, Caitlin,

but I am in a LOT of pain
and I need to rest.

You can leave the tools, right?
And I'll just finish off.

I am not leaving them with you,
you will probably break them.

Ow!

Thank you, Bert.

You've broken the pipe,

flooded the cellar,

and now you've got rid of the plumber.

I really don't need
any more of your meddling!

So, Helen, what made you
choose a geology degree?

It's something I've always wanted to do.

And now that the boys have
flown the nest, it's now or never.

And it's good to push yourself
out of your comfort zone.

We go out collecting a lot of samples.

Helen's dissertation
is on the Devonian stratigraphy.

It's made me realise
how unfit I am, though.

All that scrabbling around,
looking for rocks.

At least I'm exercising
both mind and body.

So, are those volcanic rocks?

No, they're turbiditic,
meta-sedimentary rocks.

So, yes, I suppose if you
wanted to simplify it,

they are volcanic.

Can I get you any other drinks?

Ooh, well, I think another
cheeky little bottle of white

might be in order.

- And the dessert, please.
- No problem.

Another bottle. Is that wise?

After the last time?

What?

Last time?

When he tried to kiss Louisa.

I'm sorry. He did what? Chris?

It was nothing, honestly.
He was just very, very drunk,

and that's... that's...

It was during our rough patch.

Oh, yeah. The rough patch.

Which ended after we agreed
on a policy of complete honesty.

Alcohol depresses the cerebral...

Yes, I know what alcohol does, Martin.

Don't make excuses for him.

* Happy birthday to you... *

- I need some air.
- Oh! Bloody hell, I'm on fire!

Get it off, get it off!

I need some more water.

Here, here, more water!
Where's the kitchen?

- Which way's the kitchen?!
- Just through there.

Well, that was a disaster.

What made you bring that whole thing up?

- What do you mean?
- Well, Chris trying to kiss me and...

Well, I just presumed
that he'd told her.

Even so, the tactful thing would
have been not to mention it.

What about Julie? Is she gonna be OK?

She'll be all right. I'll re-dress
that burn in the morning.

Why did you downplay the job?

I didn't. Did I? Not really.

Not really?

Oh, because it would mean leaving here

and I didn't want you
to worry about that.

But wouldn't this be
a really good job for you?

Yes, but, erm...

Portwenn's our home.

I'm not going to ask you
to give that up.

But you, James and Mary are my home.

And I know sometimes you're
worried about things changing.

No, it's not that. I'm really not
thinking about myself.

My primary concern...

is the welfare of us, our family.

I appreciate that.

But be honest,

will you ever be offered
anything like this again?

Erm, no. Probably not.

And if I was offered
my dream job in London,

would you be willing to move for me?

Yes. Yeah, of course I would.

Then that's what we should do.

We can make it work.

Are you sure?

Take the job.

OK.

OK.

What seems to be the problem?

- Bert Large is the problem.
- I beg your pardon.

Well, he stood on my foot.
Only the pain won't go away.

It's mostly in the big toe.
Sally Tishell said it might be gout.

Sally Tishell's not a doctor.

No, but my uncle used to suffer from it.

Doesn't it run in the family?

Not always, no.
And you do have a thyroid condition.

Take off your shoe and sock

and sit on the examination table,
please.

Why did you leave it so long
before you came to see me?

I was hoping it would go away by itself.

I just need some painkillers,
Doc, till it gets better.

I want to find out what it is first.

Er, do you really need
to jab that into me?

I am not a fan of needles.

It's a local anaesthetic.

Oh.

Sharp scratch.

Now I'll aspirate some fluid
from the joint.

Ah. Aspirate?

To withdraw by suction.

Right. Oh, good. Another needle.

Phew.

I'm pretty sure
Bert did this on purpose.

There's always been
a rivalry between us, eh?

Course, it's against the plumber's code.

"Thou shall do no harm
to a fellow handyman."

Is that good news or bad news
you see in there?

There are needle-shaped crystals
in the fluid.

So that's bad news, then?

It means you have calcium
pyrophosphate deposition disease.

Or pseudo-gout.

People with thyroid conditions
are more prone to it.

- It's not actual gout?
- No, it's a form of arthritis

characterised by sudden and painful
swelling on one or more joints.

Oh, wait, wait. What's that?

It's a steroid injection.

Once you've had it,
two or three hours of swelling

and the pain will ease, and you must
rest this foot for a couple of days.

Right, well, that sounds
like quite a good thing.

Ha! Go ahead, Doctor. I'll be brave.

Sorry.

Come in.

Just about to call Imperial.

OK. Great.

When do you think you'll be starting?

I don't know, I'll ask them.

Well, there's a lot to organise.

- Moving house.
- Yes.

- Selling up here.
- Mm.

Suppose I should tell Morwenna, too.

Make the call first. You never know.

Imperial might have changed their minds.

- Why would they do that?
- Oh, I wasn't...

It was just a phrase.

Doc?

Julie Walsh is waiting to see you.

Erm, I've got to make
a phone call first.

- We're very busy.
- Yes, she can wait five minutes.

Bert.

I'm not saying that it was my fault,

but there are a number of reasons
why that pipe could have burst.

I told you, I don't want you meddling.

I felt bad about it yesterday,
right, but don't worry,

I've settled up with Bob
and you won't have to pay him.

That's very kind of you.

Wait. How much are you gonna charge me?

On the house.

Although I wouldn't say no
to a cup of tea, two sugars.

What's your angle here, Bert?

It's no angle,
I'm just fixing what's broken.

Now, get that torch, will you?

I was sorry to hear
about your whiskey still blowing up.

- That's a shame.
- It's probably for the best.

It's freed me up to concentrate
on other ventures.

That's what I've always
liked about you, Bert!

You're an optimist.

When you've had as many disasters
as I have, you've got no choice.

So, what do you think
caused the pipe to burst?

Well...

some idiot attached
a whiskey still to it,

and he probably damaged the pipe
when he moved it.

Some people, eh?

- Tell me about it.
- Ha!

How bad is it?

It's not a severe burn,
but it's second degree in places.

I'll put some antibiotic ointment on it

and write you a prescription
for some painkillers

- and change the dressing.
- How long will it take to heal?

Er, should be a couple of weeks.

Make an appointment on Friday to come in

and have the dressing changed.

And will you be doing that,

or is there gonna be another doc here?

- No, it'll be me.
- Oh.

It's just I heard you talking
last night about that job offer?

You shouldn't have been listening,
that was a private conversation.

I've got ears.
I can't stop what goes in 'em.

So is that you off to London, Doc?

That's a yes, then,

otherwise you would have said something.

Don't worry, Doc,
your secret's safe with me.

I need an appointment for Friday.

OK, let me have a look. Er...

Is half two OK?

Yeah, that's great. If he's still here.

What do you mean?

The doc, he's off to London.
Some fancy new job.

- Are you sure?
- He as good as told me.

Oh, I suppose that means you'll be
looking for a new job as well.

Stephanie Harding?

Sorry, could you wait a minute, please?

Can I have a word?

Can it wait?

It's about you leaving.

Yes, go through.

Sit down.

So it's true, then? You're leaving?

I had hoped to find the time
to tell you myself.

Right, but you found time
to tell Julie, of all people.

No, I didn't tell her anything.

She overheard a conversation last night.

I've been offered Dean of the
Faculty of Medicine at Imperial.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

And what about the practice?

Oh, actually, I'm seeing
Chris Parsons later.

So we might close.

It's a possibility, yes.

Great. So I've just come back and
now I'm gonna be unemployed again.

Obviously, I'll write you a letter
of reference to your next employer.

Are you gonna be much longer, Doc?

Erm, just take a seat.

I'm sorry.

Morning! How can I help?

I'm looking for something to put
on a burn once it's healed.

Oh, I recommend vitamin E cream.
It's very nourishing for the skin.

Great, I'll take some.

Shame about the doc.
Are you gonna miss him?

Hm? What's that, dear?

The doc.
He's landed some big job in London.

No, no, no, I don't think he has.

Oh, yeah. He's leaving.

I heard him discuss it with
that Parsons fella last night.

Chris Parsons?

That's the one. Done deal.

Doc's away.

How interesting.

Well, if you just give me a minute, I'm...

...going to look for the
vitamin E in the stockroom.

Back in a tick.

Here you go. Er, there you go.

Now, if you don't mind,
I've got to close up.

- How much do I owe you?
- No. Er, nothing.

It's on the house.
You're a valued customer.

I don't think I've been in here for,
like, over a year.

Welcome back. Thank you and goodbye!

Martin, I asked Samantha Trappett
to come around this afternoon.

- Who?
- The estate agent.

Oh, so the rumours are true.
You ARE leaving.

Ruth, I was just about
to come and see you.

- Well, I've saved you a trip.
- Yes. Have a seat.

I can't believe you've heard already.

Oh, news travels fast
in the medical world.

An old colleague called and told me.

Well, Martin,
I have to congratulate you.

Dean of the Faculty of Medicine.
Very impressive.

Thank you.

And how do you feel
about us leaving Portwenn?

Well... course I shall miss you
and the children, but...

well, I can always come and visit.
When do you start?

End of the month.
Oh, it doesn't give you much time.

Er, no, it doesn't.
There's lots to arrange.

Have you thought about YOUR work,
Louisa?

What are you going to do
about your clients?

Yeah, I'm gonna take
as many as I can online

and build up my client base from there.

And what about accommodation?

They've rented somewhere for us
for the time being

until we can find
something more permanent.

Well... It all sounds wonderful.

Does Sally Tishell know?

Well, we-we haven't told her.
If that's what you mean.

You were the first person
we were going to tell.

I think I should go
and break the news to her.

It's better that she hears it from
a friend than the village grapevine.

She's in there.
She's just not opening up.

Maybe she's having a long lunch break.

I'll go and see if she's all right.

Sally?

So you've heard the news.

How could he do a thing like this?

It's a great opportunity for him.

And it's an opportunity
for you, too, Sally.

To rebuild your life and move on.

Well, how do you expect me to do that?

I think we should have some sessions

to get you through the next few weeks.

No, I don't need therapy,
I need a plan of action

to stop Dr Ellingham
from making such a big mistake.

Now, that's the kind of thinking
that concerns me.

You can't control this situation, Sally.

You can only control
your reaction to it.

We're being abandoned.

The people rely on you, Sally.
You're a rock.

The village needs you to be strong.

Say it for me.

The village needs me to be strong...?

Yes. Again.

The village needs me to be strong.

And you can start by going downstairs,

flipping the "closed" sign
to "open", and getting back to work.

- Lovely, cheers.
- Thank you.

Lunch burrito, please, Al.

- Yep.
- Extra guacamole, hold the chillis.

- OK.
- All right, Morwenna?

- All right? Do you need a hand?
- That would be great, yeah.

Julie's taking a few days off
because of her burn,

so could you prep the avocado?

Have you heard the news, then?

About the doc?
Yeah, yeah, it's all over the village.

- You OK?
- Mm, fantastic (!)

Probably gonna have to get a new job.

Well, it's not the avocado's fault.

SHE SIGHS It's just so annoying

cos I had the job
at the estate agents with Samantha.

Yeah, but you hated that.

It'll be OK. Something will come up.

- Can I get some nachos, please?
- Yeah.

Chris.

You took the job?

Come inside.

Come in.

- Who told you?
- A friend.

Works in Imperial,
called me this morning.

Right.

Is that all you have to say?

I can't believe you've done this
to me again, Martin.

I put my professional reputation
on the line

to get you your licence back.

Now you've thrown it in my face.

It wasn't an easy decision to make,
Chris.

And yet, you made it.

Steamrolling on ahead,
thinking only of yourself.

That's not fair.

I wasn't just thinking of myself,
I'm doing this for Louisa

- and my children as well.
- Oh, that's thoughtful (!)

Shame you weren't so thoughtful
last night when you blurted out

about me trying to kiss Louisa.

Well, I didn't know you hadn't told her.

Well, of course I hadn't told her!

Shall I speak to her, would that help?

No. It wouldn't help.

It would probably make things worse,

as you have the emotional awareness
of a...

...bread stick.

When are you leaving?

The end of the month.

- Hello, Chris Parsons.
- Morwenna, hello.

Is the practice getting closed down?

I'm sorry, but...

Yes, it is.

We just can't recruit rural GPs.

No need for YOU to apologise.

Doc? There are some terrible rumours
going round.

- He's leaving.
- Imperial College London.

You're not leaving.

Y-You wouldn't leave
without consulting me first.

- Why would I consult with you?
- Why WOULDN'T you consult me?

Thank you for your concerns,
which I note,

but Louisa and I have made
our decision. And I have a patient.

Come through, take a seat. Thank you.

- Sally.
- Oh.

I'm gonna need you to sit down.

Oh...

Or, at the very least,
lean against something.

I have some bad news.

Is this about the doctor leaving?

All right, so it seems like
I'm the last one to know.

- How are you feeling?
- The village needs me to be strong.

Oh, but it's the doc.

Can you imagine Portwenn without him?

The village needs me to be strong.

But I don't him want to go.
There must be something we can do.

The village needs me to be strong.

You're right. We need to be strong.

So, how do we do that?

Um...

So this is where we live now...

and this is where we're moving to.

Is Chicken coming with us?

Well, yeah. Of course.
We're gonna be going as a family.

- It's a long way from school.
- Yeah, well, that's OK.

Cos we're gonna find you
a new school in London.

- What school?
- Well, we haven't decided yet.

So we thought we could visit a few,
and you can come and help us.

What about my friends?

You'll make new friends.

Yeah, but we'll still come back
and visit.

And you can see
all your old friends then.

- Morning!
- Morning, Janice.

- I'm going to a new school.
- So I heard.

Joe's devastated, by the way.

Keeps going on about how
it's the end of the dynamic duo.

You could've broken the news
to him gently.

Well, we didn't really get the chance.

- Are you going to miss me?
- Yeah, of course she'll miss you.

She's made quite a mess with that rusk.

'Oh, come on,
I've been waiting for ages.'

'Yeah, me, too.'

My appointment, I need to have it.

Right, can you please stop talking
all at once?

- You must have something.
- There are no appointments left.

I am not going to bloody Wadebridge.
It's miles!

The doctor is only seeing patients
with pre-existing appointments.

I'm sorry.

What are you doing here?

I thought me and you could
go to Rocklin Cove...

- Picnic!
- But you don't like picnics.

No, but you do, and it might take
your mind off the whole, you know,

- job search situation.
- And what about the food truck?

Closed it.

Portwenn can do without my burritos
for an hour.

Yeah. All right. Why not?
It's not like the doc can fire me.

If it doesn't dry up, you'll
have to put yourself in the hands

- of the nurse in Wadebridge.
- Thanks, Doc.

- Where are you going?
- Early lunch.

That's your last patient.
The next one's not till two.

- And I'll be back before then.
- Laters, Doc.

Go through.

It's typical of Martin, this is.

No idea how hard I fought for him.

Swallowed my pride,
risking my reputation.

And for what?

For him to swan off to another job
without a second thought.

Are you sure you're not just upset
about Louisa leaving?

Of course not.
I've told you, it was a mistake.

Oh, yeah, a mistake, of course.

My husband just accidentally trips over

and tries to kiss another woman.

You'd asked me for a divorce.

And I said I'm sorry.
I don't know what more you want.

You can start by helping me
find some more basalts

to document for my dissertation.

Fine.

- What about these?
- They're not mottled enough.

What I'm looking for has
got more colour variation.

Oh, right. More colour variation.

Oh, great (!)

You feeling better?

All right. What's this about?

What?

You don't close your food truck
without good reason.

Not even to cheer me up.

OK, look, I've been thinking.

- Always dangerous.
- Yeah.

Instead of looking for a new job,

why don't you just come and work for me?

- For you?
- Well, not for me,

but, you know, with me.
We'd be business partners.

I'm wanting to expand the business,
and you'd be part of that.

And what would being
your business partner involve?

Everything.

- Accounts...
- Right.

...ordering stock, customer service.

Oh, you mean working in your food truck?

That is a part of it, yeah.

But that's just a small part. It's...

I'd need time to think about it.

- You would need time to think?
- Mm.

Oh!

We need to start heading back soon.
Tide's coming in.

Yeah, yeah, I'm just coming.
I've found something.

Oh, come on!

Helen? You all right?

Yeah, fine, I'm just a bit light-hea...

Helen!

Oh! Come on, come on.

I've got you. I've got you.

I've got you. Come on, I've got you.

I've got you! I'm here, come on.

Come on. Ah...

Argh!

Ow, my bloody foot!

Ah! Ah!

Argh! It's OK.

Help! Someone help!

- What's there to think about?
- Someone help!

Hey. The couple in that rock pool.

They're in trouble. Come on!

Come on!

Help! Help!

- Quick.
- Help!

It's OK. It's OK.

Argh!

Chris!

Morwenna!

Helen's collapsed and my foot's stuck.

- Can you come and get her out of the water?
- Yeah, OK.

I've got her.

- All right, careful.
- Gently. Gently!

All right, all right. Come on now.

- Right.
- Watch her head!

- Let's get her up here.
- Ah...

Lift her.

- Wait, wait, wait.
- Lift her head, gently!

There we go.

Gently.
Put her in the recovery position.

Check her pulse
and keep an eye on her breathing.

OK. She's still breathing.

Just checking her airway.

- Al!
- Yes?

- Phone Martin.
- Yes, I'm on it.

- Tell him we need him here urgently.
- OK.

Yes, I know where that is.
Yep, I'm on my way. Yeah.

- Leaving already, Doc?
- Been nice knowing you, not!

The doc's on his way
and I've called the coastguard.

Don't... No, just make sure Helen's OK.

My foot's really wedged in these rocks.

That's not good,
the tide's is coming in.

Well, how high does it go?

Er, up to that level there.

Oh, bloody hell.

I'll have a look.

Ah! Ah! Argh!

Argh! No.

That's really wedged in there.
How did you do that?

I was trying to help,
trying to get Helen out.

How long before it gets up there?

Er, 20, 30 minutes.

Maybe an hour.

Oh.

Wait there.

No, no, no! Argh! Argh!

- What's happening?
- She's fitting.

Clear the area and protect her head.
Don't try and restrain her!

When the convulsion stops,
just check her airways

and then roll her back
into the recovery position.

You've got this. I'll go and help Chris.

Er, yeah, I'll do my best.

Martin!

Thank goodness! It's Helen!

She fainted and she's been fitting!

Well, why aren't you helping her, then?

- I'm stuck!
- What?

His foot's wedged, Doc,
between some rocks.

Tide's coming in, isn't it?

- Yes!
- It is, yes, I know.

Yes, her heartbeat's accelerated.

- Can you get her onto her back?
- Yeah, OK, Doc.

Now if you apply these electrodes
as per the diagram,

and then monitor the ECG.

- You OK with that?
- Er, yeah.

- You sure?
- Yeah, yeah.

OK, I'll go and help out.

- I can't budge his foot, Doc.
- The water goes right up to there.

Right, well, you have to
pull him out by his shoulders.

- OK.
- The ECG's showing an abnormal rhythm.

You sure you're not misreading
the trace?

No, I'm not. Something's not right.

OK, I'll be back as soon as I can.
You stay there.

- Yes.
- Another look.

Look.

OK. It's a supraventricular tachycardia,

I'll give her a shot of magnesium.

Oh, God.

Martin, what's happening?

She's arrested!

OK, stand clear. I'll shock her.

On one, two, three.

And again.

And again.

She's coming round!

- What's wrong?
- She's got long QT syndrome.

When the heart's electrical system
takes longer than it ought to

to recharge between beats.

Why didn't it show up on the ECG?

It doesn't register unless
the heart's at its regular beat.

Bloody hell!

Doc, could do with
another pair of hands here!

Are you OK with her?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Does she still need
a magnesium injection?

No, the ECG dealt with that.

Martin!
I could really do with a hand here.

You're OK, Helen. I'm here.

She's going to be OK, isn't she, Martin?

Yes. Yes, she will be.
All right, put your arms in the air.

Al, can you grip round my chest?

There's every chance
we'll dislocate your ankle.

Yeah, well,
I'll take that over drowning.

OK, everyone, lean back.

- Argh! Ah!
- OK.

Ah! Ah!

Keep the weight off that ankle.

Ah.

OK?

Ah! Helen!

I thought I lost you there.

Can't get rid of me that easily.

Yeah, well, it looks like
you're stuck with me, too.

- All right down there?
- Coastguard's here.

- Will I be OK?
- Yeah, yeah.

You'll probably have to take
beta-blockers for a while, maybe longer.

You'll just have to monitor
her condition.

Sorry. I should have spotted this.

Oh, nobody could have known
that was coming.

You're lucky Morwenna was here.

- She has been getting breathless.
- Yep, that's a symptom.

But I think the antibiotics
she's taking for the rosacea

have caused the heart condition.

Yeah, you're right.
In some cases, it can.

Yeah. I'll make sure
they run full tests.

But the chances are she's had
an undetected abnormality for years.

I am here, you know.

But I am also very grateful.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Thank you, Morwenna!
- That's all right.

You've got all this under control,
then, Doc?

Yeah, thank you. And well done.

Right, then.
We've got a picnic to finish.

- Oh!
- Come on.

We'll miss you here, Martin.

I'll miss you.

Good luck with the new job.

Thanks, Chris.

Look, about the food truck...

Ugh, I just need time to think about it.

No, you don't. You-You...

It's the wrong move for you,
you'd be wasted.

Really?

I mean, if you wanted to,
that would be great,

but you're way better than that.

Why don't you train
to be a paramedic or something?

You'd be so good at it.

- Do you know what? Maybe I will.
- Yeah.

Saying that, I will need a hand on
the truck tomorrow evening, but...

That's the children in bed.

Louisa?

Hello.

What are you doing?

Enjoying the view.

You having second thoughts?

I'm nervous. But in a good way.

I know that if we don't go to London,

it'll be something we'll always regret.

And I'm excited about the future.

Future without Portwenn?

We'll always have Portwenn, Martin.

Always.

So, how come the surgery's closed?

We're moving to London.

That's ironic,
I've just moved from there.

That's not irony, it's a coincidence.

You need to say goodbye.
You'll regret it if you don't.

I know I'll miss Portwenn.

You can always come back and visit.

Thank you, Morwenna.

You've been very, very good.

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