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Help him! I can't help him, you've got a gun in my face.

You're the one who saved my life?

You look better than last time I saw you.

Looking forward to going home?

Erm, I feel safer here, to be honest.

Mrs Hanbury, Milo took a large amount of opioid drugs,

and I'm afraid that all signs point to him being a regular drug user.

Were you prescribing Edith Owusu fentanyl?

No, I didn't... I didn't write this.

Someone must have planted that there to frame me.

I know you've been working for Jubair,

prescribing for drug addicts.

I need you to help me out here. Please, just help me.

Camilla?

Fentanyl, 50 patches. Enough for a month.

How do you, er, pay Rob? Do you pay him here or later?

I pay the pharmacy.

The next issue is Dr Lucinda Edwards.

So, what are you suggesting we do?

Lucinda is not a trainee in difficulty,

she's a liability.

I am no longer confident that you're fit to practise medicine safely.

Therefore we are suspending you with immediate effect

while we continue our investigation.

No! No, no, you can't do that. You can't suspend me.

George. George, look at me, come on. You'll receive a letter

with the date of your tribunal hearing in due course.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

I wanna work for you in Rob's place.

OK.

So, tell me how it works.

PHONE VIBRATES

PHONE VIBRATES

Lucinda, hi.

SOFTLY: Oh, shit.

Hi. Hey, er, come in.

Sorry, it's just a bit of a mess.

MUTTERS: Just let me move that out of the way.

Luce, what is this about?

Just, please, can you just sit down? Sorry.

Yeah, all right. Talk, please.

Well?

We used to be friends, right?

I mean, yeah, but...

what does that have to do with anything?

George, you know me.

I'm gonna do everything to clear my name.

But I need your help to do it.

Nah, you know what? I shouldn't have come.

No, but you did.

I think that's because you have doubts about the case against me.

There's... There's still a lot about this that doesn't make sense.

That is why I want you to listen to this.

KNOCKING Come in.

Thanks.

I've just had an update from the hospital.

Lucinda's here.

What for?

I really think you need to hear what she has to say.

PHONE RECORDING: 'So, how does this work?'

'We'll get you a phone.'

'OK, so clients can contact me that way?'

'Yeah, arrange to meet them, then write them a prescription out.

'They'll take it to one of our pharmacies to fill in.'

'How do I get paid?'

'Cash. End of the month.'

Erm, am I to understand from this recording

that you've been writing illegal prescriptions for this man?

No. You need to understand that Jubair Singh

is using his pharmacy chain

to illegally sell drugs to vulnerable addicts.

That's a very serious accusation.

I mean, the person on that recording could be anyone.

Then go to Eva. Ask her about Jubair.

We can't do that right now. Why not?

Erm...

I'm sorry to be the one to have to tell you this, but...

..er, Rob Thornbury died last night.

I'm sorry. Oh, my God.

Jesus.

Lucinda, do you need...? Do you need a minute?

If Rob's dead, then this is...

why it is so important that you investigate Jubair.

Well, we can take it from here.

But you mustn't do anything to compromise yourself further.

Jubair can't know that I was talking to you.

Like I said, leave it to us.

And what about my tribunal hearing?

That's still going ahead as planned.

I'm sorry about Rob. I know he was your friend.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, hey.

SOBS It's my fault.

Oh, no, no, no. It's not your fault. It's not your fault.

No, no, it was my fault. I was there when Rob...

when Rob had his accident.

What do you mean?

It was the morning... It was the morning of my second interview,

and I was gonna tell you the truth.

We started arguing, and then...

..he grabbed me, and he put... put his hands on me.

WHISPERS: And I was just trying to get him off me, and then...

and then this car came out of nowhere.

SHE SOBS Shh, shh, shh.

Have you told this to anyone else?

OK, OK. No, no, you're the only one.

SHE SOBS

I wish I told you sooner, but I didn't know how.

It's all right, it's all right.

SHE BREATHES RAPIDLY Breathe, breathe.

I need to tell Eva.

What? No, no. That won't help anything.

No, I know. She deserves to know the truth. This is...

No, no, Lucinda, listen. Listen. It was an accident, OK?

Telling her won't do any good. You know that.

Hi, Lucinda.

I just heard about Rob.

I'm really sorry, Eva.

Can I come in?

I don't think we have anything to say to each other.

I know this isn't a good time.

But it's important.

OK.

They know about Rob's prescribing.

And they're looking at Wellspring Pharmacies.

And soon, they're gonna know that you were involved, too, Eva.

I think it's gonna be better if you go to them first.

What, better for me or better for you?

Just tell them that Jubair is behind all this.

I can't.

Look, Rob and I, we're just a tiny part of this.

And... Jubair made it very clear that we were expendable.

Expendable how? EVA EXHALES DEEPLY

Did you know Rob's brother was an addict?

No. No, I-I-I knew he was dead, but I didn't know he was an addict.

Yeah, well...

he struggled with daily methadone pick-ups.

He kept going back to heroin.

It was impossible.

Sometimes, Rob prescribed him opioids

to stop him buying drugs off the streets.

It made Rob more flexible with his prescribing for addicts.

And Jubair noticed.

He offered him money to prescribe flexibly for some wealthy customers.

You know, it was just a few at first.

Well, what about the Guelder Clinic?

Well, those were the kind of customers that Jubair wanted.

You know, people who could afford it.

And they were gonna buy drugs anyway,

and the ones they got from Rob were safer.

But those people went to you to get off drugs.

Oh, don't be so naive.

Addiction treatment in this country, I mean, it's just a revolving door.

You know, I can count the amount of people

I've actually cured on one hand.

People do recover. Lucinda, please.

Look how well you're doing.

Look, Rob's intentions... were good.

He... He talked each patient through safer dosing, he gave them naloxone.

So, if he was being so careful with his prescribing,

why were people still overdosing?

Oh, they weren't. Lucinda, they weren't.

At first, you know, then something changed.

And Rob noticed, and he was worried, but...

But... But what? What changed? What was it? What did he say?

The overdoses didn't make any sense, and so Rob raised it with Jubair.

But he, erm...

He threatened him, and he said he had to keep going

and he had to make sure that it didn't look suspicious.

And that's when he brought you in.

So, why didn't he just stop? EVA SIGHS

This whole thing goes a lot further than just Jubair.

They wouldn't let him stop.

They're never gonna let you just stop.

PHONE VIBRATES

'Oscar, hi.'

Can you hear me? Hello.

Hi. 'Listen.'

I'm sorry that I kicked off at you. OK, you didn't deserve that,

I-I... I know

'you were only just trying to help. I get it.'

No, I-I... I'm sorry as well.

OK, like, I-I... I wanted to call you cos I just...

I didn't want it to end up like that, but, erm...

Yeah, what's up?

Do you remember that overdose patient that we treated

'a few weeks ago? Milo Hanbury?'

Er, vaguely, yeah.

Right, I need to get in touch with him.

'Er, well, '

I can't just give you patient information,

'you know that, right?' All right, please, Oscar,

I need to speak to him about drugs that he took, right,

there's some stuff that doesn't add up.

Please, Oscar, come on.

Jesus Christ, can you just help me out on this?

I just don't want anyone to die like Edith did.

'Oscar! Oscar, do you understand what I'm saying?'

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, it's fine.

Erm, erm, just give me a few minutes

and I'll... I'll call you back, all right?

Thanks. OK, thanks very much.

George.

Yeah?

So, the, er, Wellspring Pharmacy

are being audited by the GPhC tomorrow morning.

That's happening fast.

Well, we've raised some pretty serious concerns.

How are your preparations coming along for Lucinda's...?

Fine, fine... Fine, erm...

I think we should have told Lucinda that we were having

Wellspring Pharmacies investigated.

And what if she'd chosen to warn Jubair?

SCOFFS

You still think she's involved in this?

That audio recording doesn't prove anything definitively.

It doesn't. I mean, as far as we know,

she might've been working with Jubair all along.

We just don't know yet.

We don't know yet.

Hi, Milo, it's, er, Doctor Lucinda Edwards,

I treated you in AandE.

'Er, can we do this another time?

'I've just woken up.'

Er, not really, no. It's quite urgent.

DOOR BUZZES

Er, but why are you here?

I-I-I don't remember you from the hospital.

No, you wouldn't,

you were pretty out of it when I treated you.

Milo, do you remember the drugs that you overdosed on?

Look, I'm... I'm not here to judge, OK.

OK, I...

I cooked a bit of fentanyl.

Where'd you get it from? I've got a prescription.

From... what pharmacy?

Wellspring Pharmacy.

Milo, why do you think you overdosed?

Did you... use more than usual?

I cut the same amount.

And you didn't take anything else?

I didn't need to.

It knocked me out pretty fast.

What did you do with the leftover patches?

I chucked them.

Listen.

I understand addiction. And I know that there is no way

that you would have chucked out those patches,

even if they did nearly kill you.

I just wanna see the packaging.

Milo, I think there's something really wrong with those drugs,

and I just wanna make sure that nobody overdoses like you did.

OK, I'll go get 'em.

'Hello, distribution department, how can I help?'

I'm ringing about a batch of fentanyl patches

that you supplied to Wellspring Pharmacies.

'Er, Wellspring Pharmacies...

'OK, I can have a look. Do you have a batch number?'

Er, yeah, the batch number is 3W0042.

'OK, one second.'

I'm worried there's something wrong with the batch.

Luce?

PHONE RINGS

'Sorry, the person you are calling...'

MUTTERS: God's sake.

'Hey, what's the emergency?'

OK, I've just been to Milo Hanbury's house,

where he gave me these. This is what he overdosed on.

Fentanyl?

Yeah, just like Edith, but he bought this from a pharmacy.

No, no, no, you can't buy fentanyl over a counter at a pharmacy.

I know, yes, but I've found out that there is local pharmacies

that are selling drugs to addicts.

They're using doctors to legally prescribe

so that everything looks like it's above board.

No, no, no, no, no, that's... That's insane.

Yeah, I know, but then I rang the manufacturer

of this fentanyl, right? And they said that this,

this batch, it was sent at this hospital, not a pharmacy.

They confirmed it was recalled for being too strong.

Does your audit include a record of recalled drugs?

Yeah. Can I...? Can I see it? Can I...?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Um, take this, take this,

take this for me. It's, er... three...

Hang on, hang on, hang on, um...

OK, yep, give me the batch number.

3W0042.

Yeah, it's here.

What happens to the waste disposal drugs at this hospital?

Well, um, th... Er, there's, he...

There's a charity called, er, Developing Aid,

and they take the drugs and test them

and send the good ones to developing countries.

Who's over that?

Dr Willett, I need to talk to you.

You shouldn't even be on hospital premises.

The drugs that killed Edith Owusu,

I think they came from this hospital.

That's enough. You need to leave.

No, you need to listen to me!

I'm calling security. Don't call security!

I'll try and talk some sense into her.

Yeah, please do, cos she is not listening to me at all.

There is hospital waste drugs

that are being diverted and sold to drug addicts.

Lucinda... That is utterly ridiculous.

How dare you barge in here casting wild aspersions?

Lucinda, there is a time and a place.

Yes, thank you, Leo. The security are on their way.

Listen to me, Leo, he can put a stop to this.

I should've fired you weeks ago!

But you didn't cos you don't have a fuckin' pair of balls!

You both have to calm down, just take a breath, huh?

Look, your protege here has completely lost the plot.

Could you just call security back, please? Stand them down.

I'm not calling them back, look at the state of her.

Why aren't you listening to me?

What I'm telling you is the fucking truth!

If those waste drugs were not sold on,

Edith Owusu would not have died.

She should not have died.

It all comes back to the drugs.

Right, they are the root of all of this.

You are completely delusional.

WHISPERS: Oh, wow...

WHISPERS: Fuck!

Why are you SO determined not to believe me?

I'm sorry?

Have you got something to do with this?

Oh, for God's sake, Lucinda.

You are accusing me?

The reason I don't believe you, Lucinda,

is because you are a drug addict!

You are a drug addict, and you are single-handedly

ruining my hospital's reputation!

Your... Your disastrous turn at the inquest,

your daughter's drug overdose!

Your colleague over there was so worried

about you stealing drugs that he reported you to the MIU.

And if I have any say in the matter,

you will never work in any hospital again.

Now, come on, Mike, that's not fair. DOOR OPENS

Right, I want her off the premises.

Come on, come with us.

Come down to my office. Come with us!

Get off me. Get off! Now, please.

Hey! Hey! You fucking jobsworth, piss off!

Just calm! Calm!

Right, I trust you won't be

defending her again after that spectacle.

Jesus Christ.

Unbelievable.

All right, come on.

I'm sorry.

DOOR SHUTS

SHE INHALES DEEPLY

PHONE BUZZING

Hello? 'It's Camilla.'

'My friend overdosed and I... I don't know what to do!'

Er, er... 'She's not breathing!'

Camilla, you need to slow down. What...?

'I need you. Hey, Lizzie, stay with me.'

Jesus Christ. 'Stay with me'.

Er, you need to call the ambulance. Yeah.

'Oh, God, she's overdosed on the drugs that you prescribed me.

'That's why I called you. You've gotta help me, please!

'Can you get here?

'Oh God, she's not breathing!' I'll be there as quick as I can, OK?

'Lizzie, stay with me.'

Can you...? Can you, er...? She's staying conscious, yeah?

'I don't know what to do, I can't call the ambulance.'

Send me the address.

Hi, she OK?

Where is she?

She's upstairs. OK.

What the hell's going on?

Jubair, what's going on?

No, no, no, no! SHE SCREAMS

Take her top off! Get her top off.

SHE SCREAMS Please, don't, please, don't...

SHE SCREAMS Please, don't!

Help, please, help me! Please, help!

Give me your arm, give your arm, give me your fucking arm!

GIVE ME YOUR ARM!

MUFFLED SCREAMING

What the fuck's taking you so long?

Come on!

Are you sure that's enough?

STIFLED SCREAMS

Take it. You're doing it.

That's not what we agreed! Get a fucking move on.

Bring her arm here. SHE SCREAMS

Keep it straight. SCREAMING CONTINUES

We warned you not to say anything.

MUFFLED: Please! Please! SHE SCREAMS

Pick her up, pick her up.

Listen, I want everything spotless.

It needs to look like she did this herself, yeah?

Come on, get a move on. Hurry up.

Come on, come on.

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go.

Let's go, come on.

Go, go, go.

Good night, gorgeous.

CAR DOOR SHUTS

TYRES SCREECH

Right, did you get Lucinda's drug screen results back?

They haven't arrived yet. Well, call the lab.

They need to turn the results around a bit faster.

It's not the lab.

Lucinda hasn't done the drug screen yet.

KNOCKING Come in.

Hiya, sorry to interrupt.

Er, Eva Tait's here to see you.

What, she's here now? Yeah.

Er, do you wanna pop in? Thank you.

OK, I'll leave you to it.

I don't know why I have to do this now.

Don't. Don't, don't, don't, don't...

PHONE RINGS Minors.

OK.

Yep.

Yep, got it. Thank you.

Yes. Thanks.

Oscar, Ramya. Resus now.

I've got an opioid overdose coming in.

PARAMEDIC: It's OK.

SIRENS BLARE

MUFFLED SPEECH

DOORS BANG OPEN

Coming through. Out the way, please!

Coming through, please! Someone's coming in now, come on!

Got a young female, no ID.

Found unconscious after taking an opioid overdose.

We've given her two milligrams of naloxone.

She's not responding well.

Guy, guys, it's Lucinda.

Oh, Jesus.

Lucinda, what have you done, darling?

RAMYA: Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

OK, her respiratory rate is dropping.

OK, uh, give her 800 micrograms of, uh, naloxone IV.

Uh, no. I think if she's not responding,

we need to set up an infusion. Ramya's right.

Let's get a wide bore in. She's got good veins, right?

Yeah, yeah. Erm, what rate do you wanna run at, Oscar?

Oscar! What rate?

I don't think I can do it. I don't think I can do this.

Can someone take over? I'll go and get Dr Harris, OK?

Jesus. Ramya? Ramya?

OK. Right, OK, so she's already had two milligrams of naloxone...

Excuse me, please.

..so 60% of that is...

OK, run it at 1.2 milligrams per hour.

Are you sure? Yes, I'm sure!

Jesus Christ, Lucinda. Will somebody phone Tom, please?

His number'll be in her notes somewhere.

OK, she's gone into respiratory arrest!

Oh, Jesus!

She's still got a pulse. We need to get her breathing,

otherwise she's gonna go into cardiac arrest.

OK, er, you need to secure an airway.

Yeah, I'm on it. Can I get an OPA, please?

Oh, God.

Come on, Lucinda! Come on, darling!

Come on!

Er, guys, um, I've called Dr Harris,

but he's not answering and I can't find him.

Just get another AandE consultant, then, Oscar, now!

MACHINES BLEEPING

Oh, shit, she's having a seizure.

All right, sweetheart.

Lucinda, it's OK. Open your mouth, open your mouth.

OK, come on, darling.

OK, we need to give her diazepam. No, wait. No.

You can't do that, she's addicted to benzos.

It doesn't matter. If we don't stop the seizure, she'll die!

Give her the drug. Give it to her!

Well, if we lose her, I don't...

SOBBING: OK, sweetheart.

All right.

There you go. There you go.

Come on, Lu. Come on.

What's happening? It's OK. Can you take over, please?

We need to get the naloxone infusion in.

OK. You got it?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. OK.

Um, I could only find Dr Willett. I just heard, what's happening?

Erm, she's taken an opioid overdose.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

The paramedics said she locked herself in the room

before she took the overdose, so...

Oh.

Um, thank you.

What? What's wrong?

Lucinda...

She took a massive overdose yesterday.

God. Fuck!

Did we push her too much?

EXHALES HEAVILY

MACHINE BLEEPING

KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

Ah, thanks for coming to see me so quickly.

Yeah. Of course.

How you feeling?

No worse than usual. CHUCKLES

You could've died.

We spoke to Ramya and Oscar this morning.

Oscar said...

..he didn't think that this was a suicide attempt.

No, it wasn't. I...

I did not try to kill myself.

OK, there was... It was Jubair and two men...

that I've never seen before.

Hm.

Oscar also told us...

what you found out about the hospital waste drugs.

Do you think that's connected to this?

Yes, I do.

Have you spoken to anyone else about the waste drugs?

Mike Willett.

He was very defensive when I asked him about it.

Well... we'll need to talk to Mike. And the police as well.

You believe me?

Eva Tait came to talk to us.

She confirmed everything that you said.

She told us about Jubair.

It sounds like there's a bigger network.

She also admitted to planting the prescription

in Edith's flat, so...

..yes, I believe you.

I want to help.

And I need to make this right.

GEORGE: Look at this audit data from the RH.

Now, at first glance, it looks completely normal.

But...

if you compare it with Oscar Beattie's data,

you can see clearly it's been manipulated.

For the past five years, the RH has increasingly over-ordered drugs

and then put loads of 'em into waste when they go unused.

And then the waste drugs go to the charity that Lucinda mentioned.

Developing Aid. What do we know about them?

Right. Developing Aid...

Developing Aid.

Er...

INDISTINCT CHATTER

Thanks very much for taking the time to see us.

Of course. Whatever I can do to help.

Some serious concerns have been raised

about a Royal Hospital doctor.

Yeah. Yeah, I mean, we're all, er...

We're all very concerned about Lucinda. I hope, er...

I hope you prioritise her getting the help she needs.

Mm.

This isn't about Dr Edwards.

Oh.

You're not taking Lucinda's complaints

against Mike seriously, are you?

Because her accusations are entirely fabricated.

We don't disagree.

You been to Ghana? Er...

Yeah, several years ago. Why?

Well, Lucinda did mention that, actually.

What did you get up to out there?

Well, unsurprisingly, I was, er...

I was working in a hospital.

What do you know about Developing Aid?

Erm, probably as much as you do.

Oh, you know, they are a charity

that collects waste medication from here

and sends it to developing countries for use over there.

Developing Aid was originally set up by four British AandE doctors.

You were one of those four doctors.

Prior to that, you did an audit, didn't you?

Demonstrating how much useable medication

was being destroyed as waste.

As a group, you persuaded your respective hospitals

to let you take some of that waste medication to Ghana.

Medication worth millions of pounds,

put to good use rather than destroyed.

The success of this gave you an idea,

and the following year, you founded Developing Aid.

It's a really good idea.

Yeah, it is, but...

Erm, I wish I could take credit for it,

but I-I don't see my name anywhere on this screen, so...

Right, and why did you decide to legally hide your trustee status?

Right, OK, so you've clearly done your research.

Mm. Er...

Yes, I started a charity to help others.

And excuse me if I...

chose to keep my name out of the public domain.

Cos you're a shy white saviour.

Erm... Sorry?

Let me cut to the chase.

How long have you been profiting from the illegal sale

of hospital waste drugs to wealthy addicts?

I'm sorry, I beg your pardon? Sorry, is that a...?

That's a joke, right?

We've got evidence that Developing Aid are diverting drugs

for illegal resale via the Wellspring Pharmacy chain.

Er, but, you know, I...

Although...

Although I'm a trustee,

I have nothing to do with the day-to-day running.

Mike Willett said it was your suggestion

to switch to Developing Aid for drug waste collection.

Was Developing Aid ever a charitable endeavour?

Or did you always intend it to be a front

for the illegal diversion of controlled drugs?

Er... Um, um... Sorry, I'm...

I'm a little bit confused here. Unless I'm missing something,

the only thing that we've actually established here

is that I helped start up a charity, right?

Then why have you been manipulating pharmacy audit data?

You've been the Trust's Clinical Audit Lead

since Developing Aid took over the drug waste contract.

Yes... And you've got specific responsibility,

haven't you, for auditing pharmaceutical stock?

Yes, and I...

I share that audit with Mike,

who signs it off with the rest of the board.

Right.

But your audit data...

..reads like pure fiction.

For years,

you've caused the Royal Hospital to over-order drugs,

then hidden the extent of the hospital's drug waste.

Oh, I see... Oh, that's what this...

All right, so I...

I may have submitted some less than accurate audit data,

but next time, I-I will be a lot more conscientious.

Look, you may have started off with good intentions,

but somewhere along the way, greed took over.

Oh, oh... Look, this is... This is all...

It's all really interesting, but everything you're saying

is actually based on complete supposition.

I have nothing to do -

and have never had anything to do -

with illegal drug sales.

You knew exactly what Developing Aid was doing.

Look, I have answered all of your questions

to the best of my ability.

If you have any queries with real hard evidence behind them,

then please make an appointment.

And my representative will be with me next time,

as is appropriate, Norma.

If you feel you need representation, that's absolutely fine.

Let's do that. Thank you. Until then...

I think we're done, aren't we?

Oh, erm...

The police want to speak to you

about regular payments you've been receiving

into an offshore account.

I'm sure it has nothing to do with this,

but I just thought I'd give you a heads up.

HE SIGHS

HE GROANS

Theresa's looking for you. Can't get through that door.

POLICE OFFICER: Doctor Leo Harris,

I'm arresting you on suspicion of charity fraud,

NHS fraud and profiting from the sale of illegal drugs.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned

something which you later rely on in court.

Is it true?

Leo, is it true?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa! You know they tried to kill me!

Get back.

Is that what you wanted?!

You not gonna say anything?

IGNITION

Yeah.

Yeah, it's done, I'm just clearing out the last bits and pieces.

DOORBELL RINGS

Doctor Eva Tait?

DI Derian, Yorkshire Police.

Yeah, nothing here can connect them to you.

MAN CLEARS THROAT All right, hang on a sec.

Er, hi. Package for Jubair Singh?

Oh, yeah. Thanks.

THUD

MAN GRUNTS

Hurry up! Get in!

Good job, lad.

Ramya?

Hi.

Hi. Do you have a minute?

Er... Yeah.

How are you?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm... I'm fine, thanks.

How are you? How's...? How's Tom and Abi?

I haven't seen them in a while.

I've got my tribunal later. Oh.

Right, well...

Er, good luck with it. Listen...

No matter what the panel decides...

..I wanna thank you.

Right? You saved my life.

Oh, I mean, it was... It was nothing.

I was just doing my job, you know.

See one, do one, teach one, and all of that.

You're gonna be a really good doctor.

Take care of yourself.

Lucinda. Yes.

Right. This way. OK.

How are you? Oh, good, yeah.

Erm, actually, can I just...

have a quick word before we go down?

Sure. So, we've been...

compiling a list of doctors who wrote prescriptions for Jubair.

Uh-huh.

You're on that list.

Then I've completely fucked myself.

It was once. OK?

I needed to work out what Rob was doing.

Well, no, if... if you can admit to the tribunal that...

that you have a diazepam addiction, I'll give a statement to the police

explaining why you wrote that prescription.

I can do that.

But I'll be struck off? Well, not necessarily.

But you have to agree to undergo treatment.

Look... Trust me.

This is the best course of action for you.

SHE BREATHES DEEPLY

KNOCK AT DOOR

What are you doing here?

I wanted to be here.

Is everything OK?

No. No, they want... They, erm...

They want me to go in and say that I have a drug problem.

And if I do, they're gonna offer me...

treatment. What's the alternative?

Going in there and telling them everything's fine?

I can't lose my job, Tom. Jesus Christ.

Being a doctor is the only thing that I know how to do.

What about being a mum?

Or a wife? No. You know what I mean.

Listen.

You've got to admit that there's a problem.

Cos if you don't, you're gonna lose more than just your job.

You're gonna lose Abi.

And me. I know.

Jesus, Tom, you and Abi are the only good things that are in my life.

Without you, what is the point? Then stop taking diazepam.

I can't! Why? Why not?

Why? I don't know.

I can't... It's hard to explain.

Well, make me understand.

I'm here.

I want to understand.

OK?

They help me do my job.

How?

I don't... They-they...

They help me cope.

I do a job where I'm expected...

..to help people in the worst moments of their life.

OK? And everyone relies on me to be this...

strong one, who's gonna fix everything

and tell them that it's gonna be OK.

And the diazepam, that helps me do that.

That's no use, I mean, is that supposed to be a good thing?

It helps me get through a shift without having a fucking breakdown.

Simple as that.

WHISPERING: OK.

BELL TOLLS

I didn't realise it was that hard.

But listen, it's...

It's more than just coping, isn't it?

Because you're taking diazepam at home as well, aren't you?

And... that's more than coping.

So...

You've become addicted.

Tom, I can't do this now. I can't do this.

Please don't do this. When can you do it?

Please don't do this now. I have to go in... Listen.

This is the time. ..and I have to explain to them why.

Listen, this is the time. This is the time.

Right? You've got a choice now.

You can either carry on doing what you're doing,

and nothing'll change...

or you can go in there, tell them the truth,

and get help.

WHISPERING: I'm so scared.

I'm scared that I'm gonna...

I'm scared I'm not gonna be the same without them.

It's OK to be scared.

WHISPERING: It's OK.

All right?

WHISPERING: I'm so sorry.

I need help, Tom.

SHE GASPS

I need help.

I'm so sorry, I can't do this by myself.

SHE SOBS I'm not OK.

You won't need to do this by yourself. I'm not OK.

It's OK. You won't need to do this by yourself.

SHE INHALES SHARPLY

I'm so sorry.

I need help.

I'll be waiting.

♪ In

♪ Times

♪ Times of chaos

♪ We look

♪ To

♪ Look to the days

♪ And hope that they speak of us

♪ Warmly... ♪

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