Doc Martin (2004–…): Season 2, Episode 3 - Blood Is Thicker - full transcript

Martin has to deal with PC Mark Mylow's sister Sandra, a naturopath who has returned to Portwenn selling her natural remedies. Martin's effort to have her consult before "prescribing" any of her concoctions falls on deaf ears. Martin also has to deal with a odd family where the father is a bit of a ruffian and his two adult sons are in fear of him. They obviously rely on their mother to calm the home situation, but Martin is concerned when he observes that she is kept locked in a room to which he is refused admission. Al Large and receptionist Pauline start dating and a chance remark on the colour of his eyes leads him to believe that Bert may not be his biological father. Aunt Joan helps Al deal with his doubts.

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Hello, Doc.

Oh.



You found a sofa, then?

Some idiot left it lying
in the middle of the road.

Give us a hand.

You been to see
Auntie Joan, then?

Help me, Bert.

A man like you
shouldn't be interested

in a broken-down sofa like this.

Bert, just help me move the
sofa to the side of the road.

I'm not surprised it
was dumped here.

You know, I knew a man once

who caught a disease
off a sofa like this.

Oh, really? Enjoy yourself.

Bye.

Proper job.



Where's the receptionist?

Mid-20s, cheap-looking.

Thank you.

No! No, no, no!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
What the hell's going on?!

She, um... Well...

I just came around
to fix your printer.

I'm on my break.

This is my kitchen.

That's unhygienic. I eat there!

Al, please.

Honestly, Doc, I only came
'round to fix your printer.

Well, yeah, yes.

Sorry.

Have a heart.
It's our first kiss.

Pauline, your behavior is...

unprofessional and embarrassing.

Now get back to work.

You.

No.

Oh!

Oh, no. Oh, no.

Didn't want to come here.

I went to the chemist, but
she said I had to see you, so...

- I've got the runs.
- Diarrhea.

Well, diarrhea can be a symptom
of any number of conditions,

from ulcerative colitis,
chronic pancreatitis,

or a parasitic, a bacterial,
or a viral infection.

Don't have any of them.

Right.

How long has it
been going on for?

Mr. Flint?

What?

Days.

Couple of days.

Maybe a week, maybe two.

Mr. Flint, I have
to examine you.

No.

Yes.

Just give me something.

I have to examine you first.

No.

If I don't examine you, I can't
give you a proper diagnosis,

and if I don't have
a proper diagnosis,

I won't write you
a prescription.

Okay.

Sit here, please.

Oh, could you write me
out two of them, please?

Why?

Need one for my brother.

Open your mouth.

Tell your brother
I'll have to see him.

Whoa, no, he... He won't
come to see no doctor.

He doesn't like them.

I didn't even tell him
that I was coming here.

Just you and
your brother, is it?

Yeah.

My dad, too.

Has your brother got the
same symptoms as you?

Longer.

He's got blood
coming out of him.

Hasn't the strength
to leave the house.

Right.

That would suggest
a common cause.

I'll take some samples, but I
will need to see your brother.

Where do you live?

You know, the moor.

I'll come out this afternoon.

Okay.

Well, you took your
time, then, didn't you?

Oh!

- You okay?
- No.

I wrenched my back

trying to put this valuable
antique into the trailer.

Yeah, well...

Dad, I need my
birth certificate.

What do you want that for?

I want to open a
savings account.

I want my own money, don't I?

Thinking about
getting a new bike.

Your mother, you look...

I mean, she looked after all
those bits and pieces of paper.

I never seen it.

But you'll look for it, right?

You don't need a new bike.

That gets you from
"A" to "B" perfectly okay.

Now, help me...

Rubbish.

Put this sofa into
the trailer, eh?

Go on. Nice bit
of furniture, that.

All right.

Good.

Good morning, Dr. Ellingham.

Looks like it's gonna be
a lovely day, doesn't it?

Have my syringes arrived yet?

I'm sorry.

We ordered 10ml,
but they sent 1ml.

I've put in a call, but
you know how they are.

Would you like to take
these ones for now?

No.

Have you noticed a run
on diarrhea remedies?

No. Nothing out of the ordinary.

You don't want to bother
with conventional medicine

for the stomach.

Herbal remedies
are far more effective.

Well, if you do notice
an increase in demand,

would you let me know?

I'm sorry. I should
have introduced myself.

I'm Sandra. P.C. Mylow's sister.

Ah.

We're actually in
the same line of work.

Right. Good.

- I'm a herbalist.
- Oh.

So, we're not in the same
line of work, then, are we?

Treating the sick and needy?

I call that the same line.

I might not have all
your formal qualifications,

but I do know something
about healing people.

I have a clinic in Truro.

Good for you.

I'm gonna expand.

I'm doing a day a
week down here, too.

Don't worry.

I'm not gonna steal
all your patients.

Well, just make sure

that if any of them have
prescriptions from me,

they inform you first.

Mrs. Tishell.

Think those are real?

That's the bikini I've got.

- Yeah?
- Like it?

Yeah. It's okay.

Looking good there, Al.

Call me when you dump her.

All right.

Hey.

Sorry.

Oh, God, what a hideous kid.

They all look the same to me.

Looks nothing like them.

Bet it's not even theirs.
That kid has blue eyes.

They've got brown.

Well, I've got blue eyes.
My dad's got brown.

- My mum had brown, I think.
- She can't have.

Doc, isn't it true that if your
parents have brown eyes,

then their brat can't
have blue ones?

It's dependent on
genetic influences.

- There's a number of factors.
- You see, I'm right.

Thought you might
actually be interested

in learning something.

Hey, where are you off to?

Just gonna go and do
some things, all right?

- How's your rash?
- Still ain't gone.

And it's really itchy,
too. It's bad for business.

I don't want customers
thinking I'm scratching meself

all over the beef cuttings.

Should have cleared up by now.

You've been following the
treatment I've prescribed you?

Oh, yeah. I've been trying
even harder than that.

Taking these, too.

Got them from the other doctor.

What other doctor? Oh, God.

Right. I'm keeping these.

- They cost me £5.
- Then you paid too much.

It's very unwise to mix
different forms of medication.

You shouldn't have taken these
with the ones I prescribed you.

It's okay. They're
herbal. You know, natural.

Well, just 'cause it's natural
doesn't mean it's safe.

Poison ivy's natural. You
wouldn't take it, would you?

No.

It's got "poison" in the title.

Do your shirt up.

That back gets any worse,
you have to go see the doc.

Oh.

- Here.
- Good.

Well, go on.

All right?

That's right.

- There?
- Over a bit.

Lovely.

Oh.

- There.
- Lovely.

You found my
birth certificate yet?

I'll find it when
my back's better.

Oh, you seen that new sofa?

Yeah.

What about your old one, then?

Well, it's yours.

You know, like
father-and-son sofas.

What? Have I got
something on my face?

No.

What was Mum like, Dad?

Well, you know.

You've seen the photos.

Yeah, but really.

Can't tell a lot from those
old pictures, can you?

She was lovely, Mary.

Don't know what she
was doing with me.

Well, what color were her eyes?

Blue, right, like mine?

No.

They were brown.

That's what I fell in
love with, her eyes.

Big, beautiful, and brown.

♪ Together ♪

♪ Together forever ♪

♪ I'll keep you satisfied ♪

Is your sister in?

Mark, I told you.
I have a client!

Please turn the radio down!

Ah.

Good luck.

Hmm.

I really don't think there's
anything wrong at all.

Are you sure?

It's just that someone,
who's a doctor, actually...

This wouldn't be our
friendly local doctor, would it?

Well, they said that
I had... a certain...

tang on my breath.

Actually, some people have
a faulty smelling apparatus,

which means they can
falsely accuse others

of, say, bad breath
or body odor.

Really?

That's interesting.

Yeah, well, that
would make sense.

Because he does have
some physical quirks.

I mean, I don't know
if you know this,

but he's got a blood phobia.

- No.
- Yeah.

A blood phobia?

That's great.

But he is really a
very, very good doctor.

As long as there aren't any cuts
and scrapes involved, I imagine.

Now, listen, for
your other complaint,

I can highly recommend these.

Thank you.

You know, you have
been such a great help.

Martin.

Louisa.

I hope your ears aren't burning.

Um, could I settle
with you later?

Yeah.

Dr. Ellingham,
how nice to see you.

You've prescribed some
of your herbal tablets

to one of my
patients, a butcher.

Yes.

Poor thing.

Sweating away in
that shop all day.

You've aggravated his condition.

You weren't concerned that
I'd already prescribed him

a course of treatment?

Maybe it was your course of
treatment that made him worse.

Or didn't that occur to you?

Sounds like someone's afraid
of a little healthy competition.

Look, your pixie dust
has clearly malreacted

with my prescribed real medicine

and exacerbated
the patient's condition.

This is not the 14th century.

We no longer bleed patients
or drill holes in their skulls

when they have a migraine.

I am responsible for the
health of this community.

In future, please
check with me first.

Is that clear?

Give you a hard time, did she?

Nothing I can't handle.

She's like that.

Sometimes I wish
she'd ruddy well go on.

I know you can't
choose your families,

but there's a line, Doc.

People shouldn't cross
it. That's what I'm saying.

Mark?

Give us a hand moving
the dresser, will you?

Whoa.

Can I come in?

Thank you.

What's he doing here?

I told you we don't
need no doctor.

Your brother's
worried about you.

It's nothing.

I don't think it is
nothing, actually.

Nobody asked for you here.

Well, I'm going to
examine you anyway.

How long have
you been feeling...

Stomach cramps?

Feeling nauseous?

He can't keep anything down.

Nobody asked for you here.

I'm just gonna take
your temperature.

Leave us alone!

Paddy, please.

The sooner I do this,
the sooner I leave.

Dad. It's just the doctor.

You'd better get out of here.

Boys, shush.

Keep it down. Your
mother's sleeping.

I thought you said there were

just the three of
you living here.

Uh-huh. The three of us and Mum.

Who's this?

Dr. Ellingham.

I'm afraid your son
Paddy is very ill.

I didn't ask him to
come, Dad. Honest.

Is this your doing, boy?

Mr. Flint.

Wallace did the right thing.

It's nothing. He's fine.

No, he's not fine, actually.

In all probability,

he's suffering from
salmonella poisoning.

And Wallace.

Left unchecked, that
can be very serious.

Ow!

Drained the blood
out of this fella, too.

Right.

I'm gonna give you
both some antibiotics.

One tablet three
times a day, with food.

And you must finish the course.

Right. Now, leave.

Mr. Flint, have you been
suffering from diarrhea?

No, I haven't.

What about your wife?

She's fine.

Well, I would like to check on
her anyway, just to make sure.

- She don't like doctors.
- Paddy.

I'll check on her anyway.

You can't.

I just want to talk to her.
It will only take a minute.

Wallace, are you
gonna deal with that dog,

or is the Doc here
gonna take his chances?

Come on, Doc.

Fine.

Make sure you take
those antibiotics.

Can I have a packet of...

Louisa.

Um, Martin, about
this morning...

Oh, what, your visit
to the snake charmer?

Well, I'm sorry that
you've closed your mind

to alternative medicine,

but, you know, it can
be effective sometimes.

It frequently is.

Unfortunately, for my patients,
with this woman, it's a lottery.

Maybe you should just accept
that they're adults, Martin,

and they can think
for themselves.

I don't know.

Maybe she could help you
with your blood problem.

Lou.

Doc. How are you?

Hi.

Mum told me when I
got back from London,

she'd treat me to dinner
at the retirement home.

So I need a stiff
drink before I go.

Well, they might
care for the elderly,

but they can't cook
to save their lives.

- Lou, drink?
- Yes, I will, thanks.

Doc?

No, thank you.

I just came to see Mark. Louisa.

Ah, chirpy as ever, I see.

Hello!

- Mark.
- Mark!

Who had the Eurovision hit
"Save All Your Kisses for Me"?

What do you know
about the Flint family?

The Flints?

Yeah, foreboding
air of violence,

strange smell,
passion for taxidermy.

They keep themselves
to themselves.

You never had any
trouble with them?

Not really. They don't come
into Portwenn that much.

What about Mrs. Flint?
When did you last see her?

Don't think I ever have.

They're all right,
just a bit weird.

No harm to anyone.

Right. Yeah.

Doctor!

Oh!

Yeah, you've strained a
muscle. Not much I can do.

I'll prescribe you
some painkillers.

It'll heal in time
with plenty of rest.

I'll get your patient notes.

You know, Doc, I heard that
Mark's sister works wonders

with aches and pains.

Do you think I should
pop over and see her?

Don't be stupid, Bert.

Do we have Wallace
Flint's test results back?

Yes.

Can you give me his
phone number, then, please?

No.

Don't have it.

Remind me what
your job is again.

He didn't leave a number.

He left in a rush.

Looking like a
frightened rabbit.

Like all your
patients, actually.

I'll just scoot out there
and hope that they're in.

It's less than
half a day's drive.

Doc?

Two brown-eyed parents

could definitely have
a blue-eyed kid, right?

Um, it's uncommon.

In the past, it was felt
that the brown eye color

was always dominant over the
blue, but now we know better.

See?

Silly.

That's exactly what I said.

Sort of.

Well, I don't know.

He said uncommon.

Hello, Al.

Thought I'd fix your
waterline. I was driving by.

What waterline?

You said it was leaking
in the chicken coop.

That was over a year ago.

Yeah, well, you said if I
had a minute, to pop in,

and I've got a minute.

All right. I'll show you
where the stop clock is.

- Right.
- Here you are.

Hello?

Hello?

What are you doing here?

Ah, you're feeling better, then?

I got the results
back from your tests.

I was right. It was salmonella.

The antibiotics I gave you
should clear that up, though,

as long as you keep taking them.

Just as importantly,
though, how you picked it up.

Salmonella is most
commonly found in foodstuffs.

Mind if I take a
look in your fridge?

Your father do that?

Dad's hobby. He
likes to keep things.

Why doesn't he stuff
that dog while he's at it?

Oh!

Oh.

That's an old fridge, isn't it?

We collect scrap from
around and sell it on.

- Sometimes, he keeps stuff.
- Wallace!

You know, these old ones,
they leak sulfur dioxide

when they wear out.

Would explain the smell.

Or one of them, anyway.

And apart from causing
permanent lung damage,

it would mean that any
meat products stored in there

would, of course, undoubtedly...

Yeah, we get it.

Diarrhea, salmonella.

Hmm.

Maybe I should
talk to your mother.

- Yeah, you've got...
- We'll tell her.

Still, I think...

You've got no business here.

Right, then.

Pauline. Can you hear me?

Yeah, I wanted to try
and find any patient notes

that still exist on
the Flint family.

And more
specifically, Mrs. Flint.

Oh, right, right, right.

What was he doing back here?

He helped us, didn't he?

That's not what I asked.

Dad don't like
strangers in the house.

I'm gonna go and check on Mum.

Dad's short. I'm tall.

He's big. I'm not.

He thinks differently.
We're totally different.

That's got nothing
to do with it.

He's your father.

He still hasn't given
me my birth certificate.

Al, I knew your mum very well.

When you were born, she
and Bert were overjoyed.

So, you do know something, then.

If you don't get on with it,

then that job will
never get done.

Here.

Joan.

Joan, did my mum have an affair?

Al, your father loved
your mother very much.

Your father loves you very much.

There's nothing more to be said.

Hello, boy. Doc said
I should rest my back.

I want my birth certificate.

What do you fancy
for your tea, then?

- Nice bit of trout?
- Now, Dad.

Look, I turned the
place upside down.

There's no sign
of it, but I'll find it.

Give it me, or I'll
send away for a copy.

You can do that, then?

I know about Mum.

Her affair.

It wasn't an affair.

Well, what was it, then?

It was just one night, but
it meant nothing, all right?

Are you my dad?

If you'll excuse me, I've got a
washing machine to plumb in.

Here.

Flint notes.

Hello. How are you?
Having a nice day?

I don't know why I bothered.

It's your job.

Mrs. Flint hasn't
visited the surgery

since the boys were little.

You okay, there, Bert?

Yeah, I'm... I'm just
resting, that's all.

Thought maybe you'd broken down.

You sure everything's okay?

Yeah, it's just
hay... Uh, hay fever.

Okay.

It's the season for it.

I should see your Sandra.

See you later.

Bye.

Middle name?

He doesn't have one.

Date of birth.

4th of December, '96.

All right, well, what
seems to be the problem?

Other than the fact he's
getting his grubby little fingers

all over my surgery.

No!

It's his glands.
He's hyperactive.

Isn't there something
you can just give him?

No, no, no!

No!

Come on.

Sit there.

Hold that.

There is no miracle pill.

I'll have to do a
psychiatric evaluation.

Well, I tried the other doctor,

and she just gave me
something called Brahmi,

said it'll help with
his blood-sugar level.

If anything, he's
just got worse.

That woman is not a doctor.

Your son needs to be
referred to a specialist.

You mentioned the Flint family.

I don't discuss
patients with patients.

No.

Wondered how Doreen was.

She used to sing in the
church choir with me years ago.

When did you last see her?

She was tone-deaf.

Well, I haven't seen her
since this one was a tyke.

It's like she just fell off
the edge of the world.

How's it going, Sandy?

Getting my bearings.

- Have you seen my radio?
- Oh, yeah.

There wasn't one
upstairs, so I borrowed it.

I'd like it back.

I think I'm going to
be listening to it later.

You know, I'm letting you
use that room rent-free.

Oh, I see.

So, I borrow your
radio, and what?

You're gonna kick your
big sister out in the street?

I don't think so.

Just give me back
my radio. Thank you.

Miss Mylow.

You've doled out some
more of your wonder herbs

to another of my
patients... A child.

- The high-strung kid?
- Mm.

Mm.

We prescribe bacopa monnieri

for Attention Deficit and
Hyperactivity Disorder.

Do we, really?

You think by rolling into
town and setting up shop

that you're helping
people, but you're not.

That child wasn't on
any of your prescriptions.

No. He needs to
see a specialist.

I find it very hard
to take a lecture

from a doctor who can't
conquer his own fear of blood.

From now on,
check with me first.

Oh, I didn't realize that
you were the law in town.

So, how did you
get on at the Flints?

What?

The... Wallace and Paddy.

Oh.

Say hello to them from me
the next time you see them.

Victor, the father, he's
been to my practice in Truro

a couple of times.

Prefers the natural approach.

Doesn't trust doctors.

- Dr. Martin?
- Ellingham.

Which is it, Martin
or Ellingham?

My first name is Martin...

What do you think you're doing,
coming back out to the house?

Who invited you?

I just wanted to be sure
that your son was all right.

He's fine. I'm
fine. We're all fine.

We don't need people
coming up to see us.

Me and the wife
don't need people

interfering with our family!

You married, children?

No.

Well, if you were,
maybe you'd understand.

Oh, thanks about sorting
out that fridge problem.

Those boys like magpies.

Magpies, I tell you.

Nice to meet you, Doctor.

You should have told me.

Here, sit. Sit down.

Now, your mum and I,
we were having troubles.

I left for a while.

But then I came back.

I've trusted you for 25 years.

Your mother always looked
after the important papers

in the house, right?

Now, in here...
I've never seen this.

In here is your
birth certificate.

I thought, well, if I don't
know what's written there,

you're still my son, all right?

Now, why don't we just
put this away, all right?

No.

I'm not gonna hide
from the truth like you.

I want to know.

Go on.

You do it. Go on.

All right.

I knew it. I knew it.

Just goes to show.

You recognize the name there?

How do I know she just didn't
get them to put your name in?

Eh?

Hello. This is the
Portwenn Surgery.

There's no one here to
take your call at the moment,

but please leave a
message and I'll call you back.

Dr. Martin?

It's Wallace.

Look, I really need
to talk to you about...

- What the hell are you doing?!
- Dad!

Give me that! Haven't
I told you boys?!

Give it me! Give it!

Doc, listen, it's
really important!

Give it me! Give it me!

No, Dad!

Father is prone to violence.

Grabbed me by
the throat yesterday.

Doc, shh. Sandra's sleeping.
Don't want to wake the beast.

Come on, come on.
Come on, come on.

What if I've been calling a
stranger "Dad" for 25 years?

He's Bert. He's your father.

That's the point,
though, isn't it?

What if he's not?

Fine, Al.

Let's just suppose
that he's not.

What are you going to do?

How do you mean?

Well, are you going
to walk away from him?

Or are you going to ignore him?

Or you might perhaps think about

how he's been feeling all
these years, not knowing.

And the fact that
he's kept loving you.

Hmm.

Come on. I'll give
you breakfast.

You can't answer questions
like this on an empty stomach.

First time I ever saw a
dead body was in Truro.

Old lady. Mrs. Williams.

She'd phoned the council
to complain about her flat.

Said it smelled bad.

And you know what they found?

Her husband had
died months before,

and she hadn't told anyone.

Oh.

Yeah.

Mark, I appreciate
that you're excited, but...

I'm just saying,
Doc, it happens.

Yes, it does.

So, how do you want to do this?

I'm a doctor. You're
the policeman.

Right.

Of course.

Let's go around the back.

Hello?

I don't think we're
actually allowed in here.

No, definitely not.

You can't enter a house
without reasonable grounds.

This is reasonable grounds.

That's the room.

Another one of your
sister's prescriptions.

Careful, Doc!

What are you doing here?

Um, I'm just... just going
to check on your mother.

She's fine! Everything's fine!

I'm sorry, but I'm
going to check.

Don't! Please!

Dr. Martin.

Sorry.

Ellingham.

Dr. Ellingham.

Hello.

Please just go around
to the car with him.

You know, your father's
condition's probably treatable.

He been at this long?

Been getting worse lately?

Yeah, he was getting
worse, you know,

all the mood swings and that.

Just...

He usually got better
quicker than this.

They always this bad?

No, it was never
really this bad.

I didn't know what to do.

We were just trying to...

Trying to look after
him, after all of us.

Wallace. What about your mother?

She left us.

We haven't heard
from her in about,

I don't know, eight years.

And Dad was worried we were
gonna get taken into care, so...

He...

just wanted to make
us like a normal family.

Like everyone else.

Right.

Mind your head.

You're a good boy.

Give your mum a hug.

I've never seen that before.
What do you think happened?

Appears to be a disorder
precipitated by abandonment.

He was trying to be Dorrie?

I think the trauma
of her leaving

must have triggered
his psychosis.

I don't think these
helped. Not one little bit.

Bloody hell.

How's the fishing?

Slow.

Can I have a try?

I never catch anything, but...

You're always so
impatient, aren't you? Here.

Remember that time that you...
We went out in the boat, right?

And you... you had a bite

and you were struggling
to reel it in, like,

and you... you were worried
you were going to lose it.

Yeah.

So, what did you do?

I dived in.

You dived in.
That's right, you idiot.

I was only 10.

"Don't worry, Dad, don't
worry! I'll... I'll catch it!"

And then you dived in after me,

even though I could
swim better than you.

- That's right.
- Yeah.

Yeah.

I'm sorry, Dad.

Don't be.

- Ayurvedic medicines...
- They can be useful for...

Can contain high
levels of mercury,

which, given to
someone already suffering

from a degree of psychosis,

the effects can be catastrophic.

I didn't realize
she was that ill.

Oh. Hadn't it struck you
when she visited your clinic?

She seemed fine.

She didn't seem anything.
You've never met her.

Doreen Flint left
this area years ago.

I saw her husband.

Right, who, for
the last eight years,

has been under the delusion

that he is both Victor and
Doreen Flint in one body.

Oh.

There's a reason why we
insist on seeing patients

before prescribing a
course of treatment.

It's called good practice.

People feel comfortable
when they come and see me,

which is more than
I can say for you.

Right, well, the minute I
start handing out treatments

left, right, and center
to people I've never met,

please feel free to call me

a stupid, arrogant,
unqualified charlatan.

Are you really gonna stand there

and let him speak
to me like that?

Look, Sandra, you're
always bossing me around,

undermining and insulting me.

You criticize everything I do,

from my personal
life to my weight.

You're not overweight.

I could stand to lose
a couple of pounds.

In general, you're not
a nice person, Sandra.

Oh, stop showing off
in front of your hero.

I want you to leave.

- What?
- Permanently.

I want you to pack up and leave.

No.

Sandra.

- I'll go in the morning.
- Nope.

You'll leave now.

And I'll be having this
back as well, thank you.

Wallace. Paddy.

Brought you summat.

Well, there's...
There's no need.

Dad's gonna be
okay because of you.

Did you kill that dog for me?

No.

Car hit it.

You can't even
see the tire marks.

I want you to take it.

Uh... Thank you, but...

You're gonna take it, Doc.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

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