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Get out.

Take a seat.

Why are you here, Martin?

I understand you recently
moved from London.

That's correct.

That you obtained your doctorate
in psychotherapeutic theory

- at the age of 23.
- Correct.

Your research was well received.

And now you are here
seeing a few private patients.

- Again, correct.
- Why?

This hour is about you.

Why are you here?

I would have thought
that was obvious.

Don't you find it frustrating
when a patient needs treatment

but either refuses it

- or can't see the need for it?
- You don't have to patronize me

- to make your point.
- I'm sorry.

But if this is to work,
you need to trust me.

I was an unwanted child.

I failed to develop a normal
attachment to my parents,

resulting in an inability
to form adult relationships.

I exhibit poor
communication skills,

I have unrealistic expectations
of others and a blood phobia.

You will diagnose
attachment disorder.

I see you've done some homework.

Yes.

And how long
will this take to fix?

This isn't surgery, Martin.

This is a process.

We can focus on each of these
areas and explore them together.

But I would suggest
we follow your lead.

Before my wife left,
things were... difficult.

And you don't want
things to go back to that.

No.

What are you afraid of, Martin?

Of losing her.

How would you like to
change your relationship?

What would you
like to be different?

For my wife to be happy.

Not for both of you to be happy?

I think happiness is overrated.

- But not for your wife?
- No.

Do you feel that
you are to blame?

Yes.

I do think it would
be useful for me

- to meet Louisa at some point.
- Is that really necessary?

This is about you and your wife.

It follows that I see you both.

Yes.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Whoa!

Hello?

Anyone home?

You sell your lobsters on the
South Coast, don't you, Gus?

- I do.
- That's a ways to travel.

What if I bought
all your lobsters,

save you the hassle
and the petrol money?

What you up to now?

Well, I joined Voucher Angels.

They take care
of the advertising.

You go to their website,
print out a voucher,

and then bring your wife along

for the best two-for-one
lobster dinner in town.

Sounds shady to me.

Totally legit. Proper job.

Gordon's been packing
them in since he joined.

- So, what do you say?
- Nope.

Oh, come on, Gus. I've
got a wedding to pay for.

Am I getting an invite?

That depends if we
can make a deal. Right?

I mean, look, this could be
a gold mine for both of us.

I got my customers.
I don't need more.

So long as you're all right,

don't matter that I'm
about to lose my shirt.

Thing's that bad, Bert?

I can go 15% off...

Only till you get yourself
sorted. That do you?

Got yourself a deal.

But given the circumstances,

I'm going to have to ask
for something up front.

What?

300 quid.

Oh, I'm good for it.
You know me, Gus.

Yeah, I do. That's
why I'm asking.

Look. £200 is the best I can do.

£250.

I've got my bus pass here.
Do you want that, as well?

It's just through here. How
was the train ride down?

- Careful.
- Oh, wasn't too bad.

He snored most of
the way, mind you.

First break I've had in ages.

Well, we are delighted
to have you here.

Anything you want, you just ask.

Ah. Cup of tea
would be wonderful.

Let's get settled
in first, then.

I'll bring the tea up to you.

Oh, we don't
mind having it here.

Milk and sugar? Please.

Just milk.

I don't do sugar.

Yeah, I've not got much
of a sweet tooth myself.

Plus, you have to
watch the waistline...

Not that you have
to watch anything.

Oh, no, I do. My
blood sugar levels.

I've had some little problems.

Give her half an hour,
she'll tell you about them.

Well, if it's rest and
relaxation you're after,

this is just the spot.

Here you go. All mod cons.

Oh. Oh, it's nice here.

Hmm. Peaceful.

Yes. We've had a
tough few months.

Yes. I said to him,

"Maybe it's time I see what
this fishing thing is all about."

He's crazy for it, bu...

- Are you all right?
- Yes.

I'm just making sure the
bed is properly... calibrated.

And it is. Good. You're
my first guests... ever.

And I want to make
sure everything is perfect.

Ah. Well, there was
talk of a cup of tea.

Milk. No sugar.

And I'll get your bag.

How can I be of service
to you, Dr. Ellingham?

- Uh, just my order, please.
- Of course.

Where do you stand on the use
of maggots for wound cleaning?

Put it on my account, would you?

Yes, Doctor.

- Martin.
- I can't talk. I'm busy.

Me too.

Ibuprofen, 400 milligrams.

- Why such a high dose?
- Well, you took the words

right out of my
mouth, Dr. Ellingham.

- Where does it hurt?
- My neck. It's nothing.

- Let me see.
- Oh, this is really unnecessary.

- Does that hurt?
- Oh, I-I suppose so.

It might be cervical
spondylosis.

What do you think,
Dr. Ellingham?

It's very common
in women of her age.

Thank you, Mrs. Tishell.

How long have you been in pain?

Oh, a few days.

Really?

Couple of weeks...
Month at the most.

- Up to the surgery.
- Oh, I'm fine.

I have other
patients. Chop-chop.

Oh, your tablets! Ooh, uh...

Yes.

Where are you?

Al?

- Oh! Everything okay?

We're still waiting
on that cup of tea.

Right. Okay. Yeah.
Ah, right here.

Here.

Aaah! Mouse!

You tired?

I've had a lot on...
Tricky parole assessment.

Well, you've a
slight temperature.

I'll run some tests...

An erythrocyte sedimentation
rate and C-reactive protein.

- I do not have polymyalgia.
- Oh, come on, Ruth.

Inflammation of the
neck and shoulders

are classic symptoms
of rheumatism.

Plus, you fit the profile...

You're over 70, white, uh,
female, and Northern European.

I'm stiff from desk
work. That's all.

Shall I do this for you?

No.

Right. Come and take a seat.

How are things going
with Dr. Timoney?

Mm, that good?

You know, if it is polymyalgia,
you'll have to slow down a bit.

What exactly do
you mean by that?

It's an easily
treatable condition.

I'm just saying
that at your age,

you ought to be cutting back.

My age?

There's no question
of slowing down.

I've been offered a
non-executive position

- at the Maudsley.
- I see.

I'm meeting with the
board in a few days.

If all goes well, I
shall be spending

a considerable amount
of time in London.

- Is that wise?
- I have a sore neck.

I think I can manage.

Hmm. Yeah, we'll see about that.

We've been upgrading,
and it must have strayed in

from the fields while the
building work was going on.

I knew we should've
stayed at a proper hotel.

Well, I promise you,
I'll take care of it.

In the meantime, why
don't you get some fresh air?

You head on down to the
lake, and you have a fish.

Well, actually,
that's a great idea.

Yeah.

I'll come with you.

- In case that mouse returns.
- Yes. Okay.

But, um, you do know
that fishing is a silent sport.

Don't want to spook
them by making noise.

I'll bring my book. Don't worry.

And rest assured, while
you're out, I'll get rid of them.

Of it.

Of the mouse. The lone mouse.

I'll get rid of it.

Next patient.

Mrs. Chubbin.

Mrs. Chubbin. You're next.

Hi.

Hello.

Louisa.

Martin.

Uh, you're early.

Yeah. Sorry.

Shall we?

Uh, yes. I'll get
your case. You...

All right. Show's over.

Take a seat!

Place looks tidy.

Uh, yes. I had a... tidy.

Hello, James.

How are you?

Um...

Would you like me to
take your suitcase upstairs?

You know, I brought you
something from Spain.

Um, it's nothing
really. It's just, um...

It's chorizo. It's a type
of Spanish sausage.

Yes, I know what it is.

Filled with salt and fats
and God knows what.

It's a gift, Martin.

Yes. Yes, it was. Thank you.

How... How was the journey?

A bit tiring.

It's good to be finally
be here, though.

And your shoulder?

It's still a bit
stiff sometimes.

That's to be expected.

What about your head? Any pain?

- No.
- Blurring of vision?

I'm fine, Martin, thank you.

Um, sorry, Doc.

Mrs. Chubbin's not
getting any younger.

Um...

- Shall we talk later?
- Yes. Of course.

I wasn't expecting
you so early, and I...

It's fine. Really. Go.

Thank you for the sausage.

You're welcome.

Mrs. Chubbin!

Come here, you little...

I came to see how you were
getting on. What's the matter?

Well, it turns out we've
got an extra guest.

A bloody mouse.

- Damn!
- Calm down.

They'll be back
anytime soon now.

You're letting this
get on top of you.

I think it lives in here.

Ah!

Oh, yes.

If I could just get hold...

of the little...

It had to choose today of all
days to make its appearance,

didn't it? Eh?

This is how it starts.

First there's one
mouse. Then there's two.

Next thing you know,
it's a full-blown infestation.

Do you think you
can take it from here?

Nice one, Ruth.

Good boy. Yummy, yummy, yummy,
yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy.

So...

- You're back.
- Yeah, we're back.

And how are things?

Fine. The journey was
a bit stressful for James.

- But he's all right.
- Yeah.

So, are you and the Doc
getting back together, then?

Morwenna...

I'm starting back
at school soon.

I need someone
to look after James.

You don't happen to
know anyone, do you?

My flatmate, Janice.

She's between jobs.

What's she like?

- She's lovely.
- What, lovely and qualified?

She worked in a
nursery for a bit.

Well, that sounds good.
Yeah, I should meet her.

So, scale of 1 to 10...
How are you two doing?

I'll let Janice know, then.

Yeah. Thank you.

Here, Joe.

You heard of Voucher Angels?

Yeah. I got a day
in a spa from them.

For a friend, not me.

My restaurant's with them now.

You print off a voucher, bring
a date, and you'll be guaranteed

a two-for-one lobster
meal to remember.

Nice.

Notice anything
different about me?

Don't tell me.

Haircut?

Nervous tic?

Got a new Taser.

Taser?

Our inspector's been campaigning

for all rural officers
to be issued with them.

50,000 volts.

Capable of incapacitating
the most violent of offenders.

Are you sure they meant
to send it to you,Joe?

He go down okay?

- Yes.
- Good.

Oh, where have
you put the towel?

Um...

Oh, it's there,
behind you. Sorry.

Oh.

So, what are your plans?

Let's eat.

Are we staying together, Louisa?

All I thought about
while I was away

was how we can make this work.

We just need to find a way
to get things... back on track.

Yes.

Can't go on the way we were.

No, we can't.

Okay, here's what I think.

Perhaps it would help
us be together better

if we were apart.

More apart.

So I think...

- You should move out.
- Yeah.

Yeah.

I see.

It wouldn't have to be forever.

No.

Just until things... change.

Right.

I don't know what else to do.

I've been seeing a therapist.

Really?

Well, um, first
session last week.

Dr. Timoney.

She would like to meet you.

Why?

She feels it would, uh...
facilitate the process.

Oh.

Where will you go?

I'll look for
somewhere tomorrow.

I'll move James into the bedroom

and put my things
in the nursery.

Just for the time being.

How is it?

Could take a little seasoning.

Yes, I think so, too.

- I'll get it.
- No, that's o... Okay.

Shall I?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Ohh.

Martin?

Yes?

Come in.

I brought you a
clock for the morning.

Oh, right. Thank you.

Are you sure you're
comfortable in here?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Thank you. Thank
you for doing this.

You're welcome.

Yeah.

Well, night.

Night.

I'm sorry. You should
have woken me.

Oh. I was up.

Do you want more coffee?

No, thank you.

Are you going to look for
somewhere to rent this morning?

Mm. That's the plan.

Would you like me
to come with you?

Yeah.

Yeah. Thank you, Martin.

Morning. I'm Janice.

Now, which one of
you is James Henry?

I have patients.

- Morning.
- Good morning.

I hope you slept well.

Ah, not too bad, I suppose.

Kept waking up, thinking
I could hear scratching,

imagining those little legs
scurrying across the bed.

Oh. Well, I want
you to imagine this...

A free upgrade to
our premium package,

which includes a chauffeured
boat trip out across the lake.

Ooh. I do like
the sound of that.

Isn't that nice, Paul?

Yes. Uh, lovely.

- I'm fine.
- No, you're not.

You have polymyalgia...
Exactly as I suspected.

I'll start you on a high
dose of corticosteriods

with a gradual
reduction over time.

I'm aware of the treatment.

Just write me a
prescription and let me go.

- What's wrong with your jaw?
- Oh, for God's Sake, Martin.

- Stop scrutinizing me.
- Sit down.

Sit down.

Any blurring of your vision?

Some.

Headaches?

You know, not telling
your GP all your symptoms

is really irresponsible
and actually quite stupid.

Stay there.

I'll do a temporal
artery biopsy.

Morwenna can assist.

Morwenna!

I do not have
giant cell arteritis.

Ruth, both conditions
can occur in tandem,

and none of your symptoms
suggest that they haven't.

If we act speedily
enough on this,

we could stop you
losing your eyesight.

Fine.

Just don't mess up my hair.

Here, Min. What
goes good with lobster?

Cider.

Oh!

Oh, just a minute.

Hello? Bert Large here.

Oh, hello, Beryl.

No, I can't fit
you in until 9:15.

Okay, see you then.

Here, Becky.

You and your
friends fancy earning

a bit of pocket money tomorrow?

It's just I've got a big do
planned in the restaurant,

and I need a bit of help.

How much?

What, I thought
you worked for tips.

40 quid... each.

There'll be a lot of
happy people there.

£40. In advance.

£30. On the night.

- Done.
- Right. 6:00 sharp.

Don't be late. See you then.

Scalpel.

Arthritis in the brain?

Arteritis. Giant cell arteritis.

Hmm. Sounds like a horror flick.

Will you stop talking?
And will you keep still?

Thank you.

You all right, Doc?

Tweezers.

It's an inflammation of
the arteries in the temple

that can lead to
permanent visual impairment

if the patient doesn't
tell her GP soon enough.

Dish.

And suture.

Needle and thread.

So, what sort of a pay
rise am I getting, then?

What on earth for?

For being your assistant.

You're not my assistant.

What am I doing now,
then? The Riverdance?

Shh.

I'll send this sample
off for analysis.

I'll give you an injection
of Prednisolone.

But if it is giant
cell arteritis,

you are going to have to
cut down on your workload.

Scissors.

What I do with my
life is my business.

Plaster.

Treatment is a minimum
of two years on steroids

with weekly check-ups.

You also run an increased risk

of hypertension, osteoporosis,
and stomach ulcers.

If you come 'round
tomorrow afternoon,

I'll give you your results.

I'm going to London
tomorrow at 11:00.

Ruth, I strongly advise
that you don't take that job.

Noted.

I shall return in 10 days.

You can give me
the results then.

Why do I bother?

What are you doing?

Hello, yeah.

I'm inquiring about the
two-bedroom flat in Portwenn.

That's the one.

Yeah, the large kitchen diner,
good-size bedroom, yeah.

Oh.

Right. Is there anything else?

Oh, goodbye.

Rude.

You got anything yet?

No.

Honestly, I don't see
what's so fun about this.

You just sit there for
hours, and nothing happens.

It's about the peace and quiet.

Uh, do you have
to keep doing that?

Just trying to get comfortable.

Every time you rock the
boat, you scare the fish away.

Well, it's not my fault
they're so sensitive.

I am a bit peckish.

What part of peace and
quiet are you struggling with?

Don't take that
tone with me, Paul.

- I'm trying to fish here.
- And I'm trying to relax.

Then relax.

Well, it's weird
sitting in silence.

I mean, it's not natural.

It's like you came on
holiday to ignore me.

I came here to fish.

I'm the one who
had the operation.

And I'm the one who
worked double shifts

and looked after you
and took you everywhere,

and all I want is a few days

when I can just
sit and do nothing.

Al, take me back to the house.

What about the fishing?

I'm never going to
get my fishing done

with her talking away, am I?

You couldn't row a
little faster, could you?

It's a bit nippy out here.

Anything you say.

Oh! Oh!

- Heather! Heather!
- Oh!

- I'm sorry.
- Oh, God!

Sit down, please,
or we'll go over.

Oh, I think he's broken my nose.

If you tip your head back...
If you tip your head back...

No, no, forwards.

You've got to lean
your head forward.

Sit down.

Please.

I'll take you back to shore,
and we'll go and see the doctor.

You got my lobsters, Gus?

Got these two here.

What are you talking about?

Propeller on that
damn tourist boat

cut through the line
to my holding pot.

Well, you've put me in a
right pickle, haven't you?

I'm in it, too, Bert.

You know how much a
new holding pot costs?

What am I supposed to do now?

Call it off. Reschedule
for some other time.

I can't. Those voucher
people will sue!

Try Chippy Miller. He
might sell you some.

All right. All right.
All right. Look.

Just let me have the cash back.

Here's the thing with
the cash. I don't have it.

Well, you'd better get it. I
need 40 lobsters by tonight.

Can't do it, Bert.

I gave it to the ex. She
had to have a new washer.

In the meantime,
I've paid for lobsters

still crawling 'round the sea.

I promise I'll pay you
back in a week... or so.

You can have
these here if it helps.

How are two lobsters
going to feed 40?

This isn't the Bible!

Well, if it looks
swollen, Mr. Bourough,

then it probably is.

All right, well, I'll book
you in for 10:00 tomorrow.

All right, cheers, Roland.

Morwenna, is Martin free?

Morwenna, can you find me, um...

Hello.

Have you got a minute?

Uh, yes.

Um, that thing we said we'd do?

Well, they can show
us 'round this evening.

Ah, right.

That's if you still
want to come.

Yes, of course.

Doc, Doc.

It's her nose.

Oh, really.

It won't stop bleeding.

Right. Go through.

Not you two. Just the woman.

- You okay?
- Yes, I'm fine.

If you need me,
I'll be right here.

- Go.
- Oh, yes.

Take a seat.

She's not one of
your guests, is she?

Well, I wouldn't worry
about it too much.

It's not like it's
your fault, is it?

Be all right.

Probably.

Are you on any medication?

Warfarin. I've got
atrial fibrillation.

Well, then you should know
that warfarin is an anti-coagulant.

That's why your blood
isn't clotting. Morwenna!

Come in here!

Your heartbeat's very irregular.

Last month the specialist

gave my heart an
electric shock to fix it.

Well, it didn't. You'd
better go back again.

Put some gloves on.

Take your hands
out of the way, please.

Oh!

Oh!

Morwenna, hold that.

Is it broken?

No.

But I will need to
cauterize your nostrils

to stop the bleeding.

Aah!

Silver nitrate.

Those giant matchstick thingies?

Oh, God.

Is it going to sting?

I'll ask the doctor.
Is it going to sting?

- Shh.
- No, you'll be fine.

- Aah! Aah! Aah!
- Quiet. Quiet.

Right, that's it.

Nasal sponge.

I was thinking 30%.

For what?

Pay rise, for being
your assistant.

Really?

Next nostril.

Oh.

I really am so
sorry. I feel terrible.

I think I might be feeling
a bit worse than you, Al.

Yeah, I can see that. Yeah.

The best restaurant in town

is having a lobster
special tonight.

My treat.

You're my first customers.

Let me turn this around.
Let's end it on the right note.

I don't know. We'll have
to go back and change.

Yeah, I'll drive you.
Won't take a minute.

What do you think?

All right.

Thank you very much.

Good evening, ladies.
What can I get you?

Ah.

Two-for-one lobster
meal deal, certainly.

But personally I
wouldn't recommend it.

Really? We had our hearts
set on the lobster, didn't we?

It's not your hearts
that I'm worried about.

It's your stomachs.

I wouldn't want either of
you to get shellfish poisoning

as a result of the
sewage outfall.

- What sewage outfall?
- Shh, shh, shh, shh.

In the harbor last week.

Didn't hear about it?

No.

I could cook you a
lovely piece of chicken.

But we...

- I want the lobster.
- I don't want chicken.

Ruth.

- Ruth.
- Martin.

Haven't you seen
enough of me for one day?

Are you seriously still planning
on taking that job in London?

Have you not listened
to a word I've said?

It's hard not to listen when
you continually bark at me.

Oh, well, only because
you're being so obstinate.

Oh, glass houses, Martin.

It's not about me.

You're obviously frustrated
with the situation with Louisa

and looking to take
it out on someone.

No, I'm not.

Oh, that's all sorted, then?

No, uh, she's moving out,

and we're going to look at
somewhere this afternoon.

But this is not about me.

This is about you
being obstinate

and not taking care of yourself.

I respect your opinion, Martin.

Just as I'm sure you
respect my decision

to totally disregard it.

One year now since she made
me the luckiest man in Cornwall.

Good for you.

A lot of people say
that you need kids

to make a marriage complete,
but I don't agree with that.

Sorry, what do you mean?

Oh, you don't know
about lobster hormones?

A known cause of
infertility in the male area.

Oh, I'll give you a few
more minutes to decide.

Dad, have you
got a table for two?

- No, we're fully booked.
- Ah.

But you've got to
help me out here.

It's been a total disaster.

She hates fishing.
There was a mouse.

We nearly capsized.

And you see the
state of her nose?

That was me, yeah.

Got a lovely spot for you.

Best table in the house.

Please.

And I'm going to stick around

to make sure they take
good care of you, all right?

Well, it seems... It
seems very pleasant.

With a view.

White or red?

Anything you want. It's on me.

Please.

Um, well, as we're having
lobster, white, I think.

- Heather?
- Mm-hmm.

He does, um, uh,
Spanish dancing, as well.

I'll just get your
wine. All right?

It has all the usual amenities.

Gas, electric hob.

Microwave.

- Excuse me.
- Oh.

- It's, uh, handy for the...
- Excuse me.

Handy for the school, so...

My Astrid is really looking
forward to seeing you.

You are coming back, aren't you?

Yeah.

So there really is
nothing else available?

- Not this side of Bodmin.
- Mm.

Can I ask why you're moving
from your present location?

- No.
- No.

I presume you're moving
here together with the baby.

There isn't any carpeting.

There's stone floors.

It's rustic.

The point is,
children fall down.

And they bounce right
back up again, don't they?

- No, they don't.
- It's abysmal.

- Mm.
- Yes.

Yes, it is.

However, as I said, Doctor,

it is the only one
available in the village.

Come on.

- Oh!
- Oh.

Oh, dear.

Sorry.

We'll both have the lobster.

Good choice. However, might
I recommend the chicken?

Our chef has come
up with a recipe

which I think you'll
find quite delightful.

We'll stick with the lobster.

I really recommend the chicken.

I think they'd
like the lobsters.

They're having the chicken.

Don't worry.

I'll choose your
lobster for you.

There's a skill to it, you know.

The more active the lobster,
the more tender the meat.

They say the same
about a chicken.

Just bring the lobsters
so they can choose one.

As you wish.

Becky!

What you done to my lobsters?

I gave them some
water to swim in.

They were bored.

What water? Where'd you get it?

The tap.

Freshwater kills
lobsters, Becky.

It's salt water they need!

Stop it! Help! No!

Stop it! Help!

Stop it! No! Help!

No, leave me alone.

I've got a Taser.

I've got a Taser.

They're dead.

No, they're not.
They're just sleepy.

They've had a long day.

I'll go and cook
them for you now.

Oh, come on, everybody
knows that lobsters

must be freshly killed
just before they're cooked.

You'll give us all food
poisoning or worse.

Nobody eat the lobster!

Nobody is going to
get food poisoning.

And they are not dead. Look!

Everything's all right.
Look. Look, he's still alive.

He's still alive. Look, look.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What's going on, Bert?

Everything's fine, Joe.

It's just a fussy customer who
thinks she knows everything.

What? This lobster's dead and
has been for quite some time,

so just apologize... now!

- Well done, Paul.
- Apologize, Dad.

No. I am not going to.

- Everybody quiet.
- It's a matter of principle.

Sir, I'm afraid I'm gonna have
to ask you to lower the lobster.

I came on this holiday
for some peace and quiet,

and if he doesn't
apologize now...

I'm never going to
hear the end of it, am I?

- They are fine.
- Apologize now!

Just give me that lobster now.

Sir, I'm not going
to say it again.

Put the lobster down,
or else I'll have to...

Aaaah!

I suppose it could be worse,

although I'm not sure how.

Why don't you just wait

until somewhere else
becomes available?

No, it's best just
to get it over with.

I'll tell them I'll take it.

No, don't.

I'll take it.

I'll move out.

Really?

Yeah. The surgery
is James's home.

I don't want you think of you

living somewhere
you're not happy.

No, Martin, you can't.

- Why not?
- Because it doesn't make sense.

This is your home, and
you've got your patients.

It's a couple of minutes' walk.

I want to do this.

Doc! We need you
at the restaurant.

- Um...
- You're kidding.

- Just go.
- Oh, it's ridiculous.

What's happened?

Technically this woman
might have been shot

with 50,000
volts of electricity.

Idiot.

Do you know where you are?

Here.

I-Is she going to be all right?

Actually her pulse is more
regular than it was before.

I suppose there's a
possibility the electric current

could have shocked her
heart back into sinus rhythm.

I think we can all agree

this little puppy has
performed a medical miracle.

You just Tasered a woman
with a heart condition.

Well, to be fair, I
wasn't aiming at her.

Right. Bring her
up to the surgery.

- I'll prep the ECG.
- Okay.

- I'll take you.
- It's all right.

I know the way.

We want our money, Bert.

You and me both.

Um, I put this in a frame.

I thought you might like it.

It's from that afternoon
we went to Padstow.

Thank you.

You know, I don't, um...

I don't miss the
peace and quiet.

What?

Now that you're
back, I don't miss it.

What are you
trying to say, Martin?

When you and James weren't
here, everything was neat and tidy.

And quiet.

And now that you're
back, it's not, and that's fine.

Thank you, Martin.

Sorry, Doc.

I've got the pathology
lab in Truro on the phone

about your Aunt Ruth.

Thank you.

Are you sure?

How far advanced?

Get my aunt on the phone.

Right. Right.

Well, can you scan the whole
report and e-mail it to me?

Thank you.

Voicemail.

Um, right.

- Where are you going?
- Bodmin Station.

Right.

Well, have a good trip.

And I hope this little incident

won't sour your views on
Portwenn Fishing Holidays.

Ruth.

Are those our first guests?

Afraid so.

Not off to a very
good start, then?

Could have been better.

Should I ask?

Probably not.

Are you okay, Ruth?

Of course I am.

Well, sit down.

I have a train to catch.

- Maybe you shouldn't go, Ruth.
- Ruth.

Thanks, Al.

You can't take that job.

Good morning, Martin.

Look, despite your
persistent attempts

to prove to the contrary,

you do have
giant cell arteritis,

and unless you get it treated,
you will damage your eyesight.

I don't want to slow
down. I don't believe in it.

I do understand that.

How long have you been
ignoring your symptoms?

A few months.

Ruth, I would
really appreciate it

if you would just
take my advice.

All right, Martin.

Let's go home.

Right.

Oh, I'll take that. Here.