Doc Martin (2004–…): Season 2, Episode 4 - Aromatherapy - full transcript

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Thanks for tuning in

to Radio Portwenn with me.

This is Caroline Bosman

bringing you the latest local
news, gossip, and interviews.

In the studio with me today
is local boy made good,

successful London
architect Danny Steel.

Danny...

Thanks for coming in.

It's a pleasure, Caroline.

Can I just say it's been super
having you back in Portwenn.



Well, it's lovely to be back.

We can't persuade
you to stay for good?

Well, if anyone could,
Caroline, you could.

Tosser.

I'm in the running for a couple
of juicy projects in London.

Oh. Shame.

Still, we are so lucky to
have you on the show for...

National Home Improvement Week.

Well done.

- So could you...
- Morning.

Can we have the
radio off, please?

How did you become an architect?

Is this the right form
for a new NHS card?

- What?
- New patient.



Must have had to
work incredibly hard.

We're not open.

I didn't have an appointment,
so I thought I ought to come early.

Very interested
to hear about it.

Right. I'll see you now.

Right, right.

Great. All sounds
very impressive.

Lots of exams and
things, I would imagine.

Can you turn that up?

- Yes.
- Well done.

Coffee is so not good
for you, you know.

Shh.

And being in London.

But you've still got your family

down here in Cornwall,
haven't you... your mum?

Is she slurring?

Caroline? Is Jude Law fit?

What?

Yeah, yeah. She...
She was slurring.

Sorry. Should I come
back another time?

No, it's fine. Come through.

So you're sexing up the family
home at the moment, are you?

Yes, Mum's old place.

Not sure about "sexing up."

It's not much more
than a lick of paint, really.

Yeah, loo. Won't be a tick.

Keep...

And, obviously, Caroline,

when you're selling a house,

it's good to view it from the
point of view of the buyer.

Uh, try not to make
bold statements.

Keep to neutral colors...

That's a BMI of 21.5.

Is that good?

It's within recommended
guidelines, yes.

Great. So...

Just a few questions.

Have you or any members
of your close family

ever suffered from the
following conditions?

- Diabetes.
- No.

- Heart disease.
- No.

- Arthritis.
- No.

Now, look, Doctor, I came
here to register, you know, and...

That's what we're doing.

I mean, I've
been to the library,

and I got a card
in five minutes.

Well, congratulations.

If you get smallpox,

I'm sure a good book will
be a great comfort to you.

Any history of
fitting or dizziness?

No.

Chest pain, indigestion,
or breathlessness?

I know. I know.

Poor bloke.

Having to put up with
that boozed-up old trout

flirting with him on live radio.

It's disgusting.

She must be 40 if she's a day.

Thank you.

Makes me want to throw.

- Pauline?
- Yeah?

Have you done my
list for this morning?

Yeah.

Can I have it, please? Now.

Call you back.

Thank you.

Hello, Mr. Cooke.
You okay, my love?

I came early.

Hope you don't mind.

Oh, God.

Sorry, love.

I'm sorry, Doc.

I know I smell.

People keep saying.

I can smell it myself sometimes.

Come through, please.

All right.

Uh, could you open your mouth?

Are you quite sure, Doctor?

Well, I don't think
it's the breath.

But I'm gonna just take
a swab of your mouth.

I'm sorry, Doc.

That's why I came early.

Didn't want anyone
to have to wait with me.

No. That's... That's fine.

Mr. Cooke, uh...

Odor aside, there's no
indication of ill health.

There's no infection
of the tonsils,

which could be a factor.

No gum disease,
no atrophic rhinitis.

However, I've taken the samples,
and we'll see what comes back.

Thank you, Doc.

In the meantime, I'd
like to get back to basics.

What does that mean?

Well, it's...

Let me make some calls and see.

I'd like you to come
back this afternoon.

We'll sort you out
something then.

Nothing's been the same
since I've been on my own, Doc.

Oh, right. Your
wife died, did she?

Wife? No.

I mean since Freddy went.

Who's Freddy?

My greenfinch.

Flew away weeks back.

I loved that bird.

He could sing that song.

How did it go? Uh...

♪ Pum-pa-pum-pum puuum-pum ♪

No idea. Sorry.

♪ Pum-pa-pum-pum pum-pum ♪

No, I can't help you.

Freddy knew it perfect.

Hi there.

Hello.

Waiting for the bus?

Of course you are.
Are you on holiday, or...

No, I-I've just
moved here, actually.

Really? That's great.

I mean, good.

I'm P.C. Mylow,
Mark, by the way.

The village police officer.

Yeah.

Right. Yes. Okay.

Well, be sure to come
and search me out if I can...

And welcome to Portwenn.

Thanks.

- Bye, then.
- Bye.

Hello, again.

Sorry. It's just that, um...

there aren't any
more buses today.

Make sure you take it
half an hour before food.

And you reckon these
will work, do you?

No, I just prescribed
them for fun.

Ah. Caroline.

I'm glad you dropped in.
Can you spare a moment?

No, it's fine.

I'm sure Pauline can
sort me out a prescription.

Come through, please.

Sorry, no time to chat.
I'm not properly parked.

I only need some medication
for a recurrent condition.

I don't see the
need to bother you.

I usually get over-the-counter,
but Mrs. Tishell...

Mrs. Tishell quite
rightly thought

that a recurrent condition

should be investigated
by your physician.

What's the medication?

Oh. Uh, was it...

Is it fluconazole?

Thrush?

It's only the third
time, the fourth at most.

I mean, she's such a busybody.

Why don't you go
and park your car?

I haven't got time.

Well, I believe I have a couple
of cancellations this afternoon.

I said I don't have time today.

I mean, can't you just fix
me the bloody prescription?

"A," I'm not in the habit of
"just fixing" prescriptions,

bloody or otherwise,
and "B," I'd like to see you.

Now, if you really can't
make it this afternoon,

then make it tomorrow.

Seems I'm to have an
appointment tomorrow.

Well, it seems I'll have
to make one for you, then.

I got 2:00 or a 2:30.

Uh...

I'll take the 2:00.

Not exactly difficult
to find, are you?!

The car looks like it's been
parked by a bloody 12-year-old!

It's blocking the road!

I was only planning to
be here for 30 seconds.

I have been sitting
at our meeting

like a right sodding plonker!

Do you mind? This
is a doctor's surgery.

Look...

Tom, let's just go outside.

This isn't the
time or the place!

Well, I don't know whether
it's the drink or what it is.

You're just not you anymore.

Tom! Of course I'm me.

I-I just...

I've packed a few things. I
will let you know where I am.

Tom!

Tom!

This is totally brilliant.

This is not brilliant.

I wouldn't park there,
love, if I were you.

Really?

If I were you, I wouldn't
come out in daylight, love.

Caroline! Caroline!

Mark, can I have a word?

All right, Doc. I wanted to
ask your professional opinion.

- Feldenkrais...
- No, I haven't got time.

"Rediscover your innate capacity

for graceful,
efficient movement."

Mark.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Hello, Doctor.
- Hello.

Could we...

Yes. Yes, of course.

- Nothing urgent, I hope.
- Oh, no, no, no.

It's just that you said
if I needed anything.

And actually I was wondering

if you know a good
driving instructor.

Mark, I need to speak to you.

Yes. Right.

If you take a seat, I'll be
with you in five minutes.

Four minutes.

Whoa. What do you think of her?

I think today might be the day

to see if my special spray
does what it says on the tin.

Pheromones.

Mark, I think Caroline
Bosman has a drink problem

and is continuing to drive.

I see.

I'm hoping to see her
tomorrow, but what worries me

is that she's a risk to
herself and other people.

Right. I'll look into it.

Does this... Does this
smell of anything to you?

I can't smell anything.

What do you mean,
you'll look into it?

I need evidence, obviously.

I have to have reasonable
cause to suspect.

That's the Road Traffic Act.

You might be an
aggrieved neighbor,

someone with an ax to grind.

I'm her doctor.

I take drinking and driving
very seriously, of course.

Is she single, do you know?

Mark! You are a police officer.

It is my professional opinion
that a member of this community

is a potential danger
to herself and others.

I expect you to
act appropriately.

Sorry to keep you
waiting. I'm Mark.

I'm Julie. Julie Mitchell.

Hi, Julie. Great name.

So, um, driving instructors?

I should have thought.

They say when you live in the
country, you have got to drive.

Yes. Okay, let me see.

Well, there's Andrew Clark.
He used to be quite good.

Mind, he might have retired
after his eyesight got a bit...

No, you'd probably
have to go to Delabole.

Unless you had someone
local, you know, informal.

Hey, listen, don't
suppose... Just a mad idea...

You wouldn't...

You wouldn't consider,
if it was just informal?

Sorry. I don't know
where that came from.

That just came out of the...

No, no, no. No. Why not?

Okay.

Okay? Really?

Yeah. Why not?

- Thanks.
- It's not because you're pretty.

I mean...

I've already said yes.

Social services? No.

Well, they'll give you a bath.

I can bath myself.

They'll give you a bath and
they'll launder your clothes

and your sheets and your towels.

And they'll give your
house a good clean.

I'm not having charity. No!

It's not charity.

Mr. Cooke, as I explained,

I can find nothing obviously
wrong with you for the moment.

So it makes sense to
see if this improves things

before we try
anything more invasive.

Mr. Cooke, as your doctor...

Doctor? What do you know?

You're frightened
at the sight of blood!

I know you stink to high heaven.

Is it really that bad?

Social services are here.

All right, then, Doc. You win.

Let's give it a try.

- Hi, Doc.
- Yeah.

Excuse me, Doc.

So how's life as
a radio star, then?

- Did you hear it?
- Yeah.

It's a real penance.

I can't believe I've agreed
to do a whole week of it.

Obviously, I've reached
the pinnacle of my career.

Well, I didn't realize
it was a career move.

What, a career move in
Portwenn? I don't think so.

- There you go.
- Thanks, Mike.

- And... And that one.
- Oh. Thank you.

Louisa. Sorry,
I-I didn't mean...

I mean, obviously your
job, I mean, that's fantastic.

You've done brilliantly. I
wasn't talking about you.

Hi, Doc.

Oh!

Oh. That's all right.
Foot on the clutch.

And away we go.

Look, what I meant was...

And I don't want
to sound arrogant,

but here I am, a
career architect,

on community radio

talking about the merits
of sash-bloody-windows.

Do you know Caroline
actually left me on my own

while we were on air?

To go to the "loo."

And so what does that mean?

Oh, come on. Everybody knows.

And I'm sorry, but
her breath as well.

Right. Just put the box
down there, will you?

I'll sort them out tomorrow.

I'm just saying, she
needs some help.

Yeah. Bye, Danny.

And stick her into third.

Well done. She likes you.

Whoa!

You all right?

- Yeah.
- Well done.

Thanks.

Who was that?

Don't worry. I'm onto it.

Out. Out. Out, out, out!

Out! Out!

- Hi.
- Hi.

Oh.

Oh, hello.

Um, I-I wouldn't, uh...

Oh.

- So how are you?
- How's your new job?

You first.

Yeah. Yeah, great.

But it's hard, you know.

Sometimes I feel
like a fraud, somehow,

like the governors
will suddenly realize

the huge mistake they've made,

and that I am, in fact,
completely incompetent.

But I expect everyone
feels like that, don't they?

I mean, not you, obviously,

because, well, you're
a proper professional.

That's why I'm here, actually.

Um, could I ask you for
some professional advice?

Of course.

Yeah.

Well, the thing is,
there's this friend of mine.

I think she might be
drinking too much.

And she's having a hard
time at the moment, you know.

Right.

And she's asked me to
meet her later for a drink,

and I'd just appreciate
some help with,

well, how to tackle it.

Well, don't meet her
for a drink, for starters.

Yeah. Fair point.

But say, technically speaking,
how many units are too much?

Does it matter?

You obviously think it's too
much, or you wouldn't be here.

Martin, I'm asking you
to give me a hand here.

Carol... My friend needs help,
and I don't know what to do.

Well, if your friend is
the person I think she is,

judging by my dealings with her,

then I don't think
she wants any help.

No, I know. But doesn't that
depend on how you give it?

Well, I don't know.
How do you give it?

If I give people advice,
they want a prescription.

If I give them a prescription,
they want advice.

Well, surely there
are no fixed rules.

You just have to feel your way

and listen to your
patients, I guess.

Ah, right. That
hadn't occurred to me.

- Martin.
- What?

What am I doing wrong?

Whenever I try and
connect with you,

you just sort of close down.

Then I start doubting myself,

when maybe it's you who
should have the doubts.

And maybe then you'd
be more approachable,

and people would want
to listen to your advice.

Apart from helping
you in your job...

If you're so conversant
with the finer points of my job,

then you won't need my advice

on what to say to your
alcoholic friend Caroline

when you meet her for drinks.

This one's got a great view.

I want it to be
special, you see.

It's a surprise.

It's very romantic.
Especially at sunset.

- Not too obvious?
- No.

Maybe this one, a bit less.

What if she gets chilly?

Unless we can move
one of the patio heaters.

No. I think this one.

- This is the one.
- Fine!

This table. 7:30.
Tomorrow night. For two.

- Hi, Louisa.
- Hi, there.

What can I get you?

Can I have a bottle of
sparkling mineral water.

Make that a large one
with two glasses, please.

- Thanks, Jade.
- Thank you.

Hey.

I am so glad to see you.

Had a bad day?

The world's going mad
around me, I'm telling you.

Is it?

See, the thing is, Caroline...

Oh, have you
ordered the wine yet?

I could kill for
some cold Chablis.

Well, no. I'm not
drinking tonight.

Are you on a diet or something?
You're looking very, um...

Are you sleeping okay?

I don't need a medical, Louisa.

I'm seeing a doctor tomorrow.

I just need a couple
glasses of white wine.

Well, I just thought,

people seem to drink so much
at the moment, don't you think?

Thanks.

So perhaps we could
just give it a miss.

What do you mean, "everyone"?

I'm just concerned.

Well, I'm just
concerned, actually.

Because if you'd
bothered to ask me,

I'd have told you that
Tom has just left me,

and I am just feeling
completely crap.

Caroline, I'm
sorry. I had no idea.

So we... we could have drunk
that bottle of wine together,

because that is what
old friends do, actually.

And maybe, just maybe...

Okay, then, as an old friend...

I thought hearing
you on the radio today

that you didn't sound yourself,

and that you
sounded a bit shaky.

So you just wanted
to pat me on the back

and tell me to sober
up, like everyone else.

No, Caroline. Come on.

Thanks, but no thanks!

Go and do your pastoral
care of 9-year-olds!

Tom?

It's me... Mark.

Ugh! Mark.

What do you want?

I'm asleep.

Sorry. Sorry to wake you.

I just wanted to
have a little chat.

It's quite important.

Well, what is it?

I just wanted to mention,

it's a good idea to be
a bit careful about...

about having one too many.

Best to stick to fruit juice

when you're
driving is my advice.

Not you as well.

You nearly ran me
off the road today.

And I've received comments
in my professional capacity.

What comments? I mean, who from?

I'm not at liberty to
divulge my sources.

Oh, just bugger off!

Caroline!

Portwenn's very own
architect extraordinaire...

Welcome back, Danny.

Thank you, Caroline.

Turned out to be a lovely
boy, that Danny, didn't he?

If you want the job done well,

you want to get in
the professionals.

Large and Son provide
free quotations for any job.

Thank you, Bert.

I wonder, did you
have a question, Bert?

Yes, I did, as it happens.

My question is for
you, actually, Caroline.

What time are you
driving home today?

Not being funny... I
just wanted to make sure

I'm not gonna be on
the road when you are.

- Oh, dear.
- Mrs. Tishell!

There you are. Off you go.

I understand you had a
patient of mine in yesterday,

and you refused to give
her some fluconazole?

Oh, Doctor, I'm sorry, I...

Oh, dear.

It's the fifth time she's had
it, and I know you don't like...

Absolutely.

You should not
give her fluconazole

without a prescription.

I don't need to apologize?

No. And feel free to refer her
back to me if she's not happy.

I'll review the situation
when I've seen her.

Oh, Doctor... Would
now be a good time

to look at those
journals together?

I could make a nice
cup of tea and a pasty.

No. I have surgery.
Good morning.

Homemade.

Caroline?

You okay?

I'm fine.

Just... Just leave
me, would you?

Come on, it's okay.

Everyone knows
Bert just spouts hot air.

Lots of hot air so you don't
notice you've got no hot water.

That's not true, actually.

He did get hot
water through once.

Into Bruce Hanson's
downstairs toilet bowl.

Here you go.

They're all in the
bar, by the way.

It's Stella's 21st.

Hey, happy birthday!

Hi! Thank you.

Yeah, good.

Oh, Caroline, hi.

Cheers, Stella.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

- Have a good one.
- Cheers.

Ahh.

Whoa.

Come in.

Caroline.

Take a seat.

I... Please, can I
have a prescription?

I've got thrush.

It's a pretty common
condition, I understand.

That's right.

But it's not common
to succumb to it

quite as frequently
as you apparently do.

Two or three times?

Mrs. Tishell said it was 5
times in the last 23 weeks.

Isn't that breaking
patient confidentiality?

I mean, I would
be within my rights

to go and get fluconazole
elsewhere, you know.

Yes, you would.

Tell me, are you
washing the affected area

with soap and water?

I beg your pardon?

It's best if you don't use soap.

I'll bear that in mind.

You have any other symptoms?

I don't know if you're aware,

but your speech is
quite often slurred.

I think I know what
my voice sounds like.

I work on the radio.

- I'd like to look in your mouth.
- What?

Candida albicans... the
fungus associated with thrush...

Also lives in the mouth.

Sit down, please.

Open.

You've been drinking.

That's what you wanted to know.

First, I'll deal
with the thrush,

and then I'll deal
with the alcohol.

The alcohol?

No, no, I don't drink any
more than anybody else.

Do you ever find yourself

drinking first thing
in the morning

to steady your nerves
or get over a hangover?

No! I mean, certainly not!

Do you ever find yourself
getting annoyed with people

who observe or
criticize your drinking?

Oh!

That's it. I've had enough.

Who the hell do you
think you are, asking...

inappropriate questions
about something

I have not even
consulted you about!

So that's a yes, then, is it?

Heard of patient choice, Doctor?

I am just about to exercise it!

You're such a people
person, aren't you?

Next!

Oh, God!

Caroline.

I know.

Mark, look...

I'm... I'm just not
with it at the moment.

Caroline, I'm sorry about this.

Due to the run of your driving,

I suspect you may
have been drinking.

Mark.

This is me... Caroline.

We have to do this properly.

Please switch off your ignition
and step out of the vehicle.

God's sake, Mark.

I haven't been drinking.

I've had exactly one
glass of champagne.

What is the matter
with everyone?

When did you last
have an alcoholic drink?

I don't know. A-A
couple of hours ago.

Right, I now required
you to do a breath test,

and failure to
supply is an offense

for which you can be arrested.

I can't believe you're
doing this, Mark.

I'll now show you
the Breathalyzer

I intend to use,
and how it works.

This is the tube
that you blow into.

Oh, just... just give it here.

You've got to be joking.

Hi.

Look...

I'm sorry about yesterday.

Peace offering.

Come on in. Come in.

Martin will be here in a minute.

Oh. Well.

Then everything will be lovely.

Can I get you anything?

Water. Cold.

I don't know if I should
give you any water.

It might affect the blood test.

Then what would you
like to get me, Mark?

Thank God you're here.

She wanted water, but I thought,
I can't give her water, can I?

Caroline.

Dr. Ellingham.

You all right?

Is that some sort of joke?

Do you know why I'm here?

For God's sake.

I need to take a blood
sample on behalf of the police.

Get on with it.

All right.

Give me your arm.

You decorating,
Mark? I smell varnish.

I noticed that. I don't know.

I thought it might
be nail varnish, but...

It could be my new
aftershave, Doc...

The one I was telling you about.

All right. Hold that.

You can get her a
glass of water now.

Caroline, you're not well.

I'd like to do some
more tests while I'm here.

You're not my doctor anymore.

Nevertheless, I strongly advise
that you let me examine you.

You know what?

You can keep your strong advice.

I want to go home now. Mark.

I can arrange for your
vehicle to be towed, but...

No, I want to go
home now. Please.

I can't leave the station
at the moment, I'm afraid.

I've got somebody
coming in at...

An... An appointment.

All right. I'll take her.

No, thanks. I'd rather walk.

Oh.

This is the room we had to sit
in when we had that detention.

Do you remember?

When we all got sent
to the headmaster

after we bundled what's his
name into that wheelie bin.

And then that thing on the
lid so he couldn't get out.

God forgive us.

Do you give detentions?

No, not really. Well,
I sort of try not to.

I only did that thing to
Martin because he kissed you.

Did what?

Has he said something?

Who?

Martin.

You just said...
Didn't you just say...

Martin Ferry.

In the wheelie bin.

Oh! Oh. Oh, that Martin.

So that's why you've
been so cool with me.

Well, I've hardly been cool.

And anyway, nothing
ever actually happened.

It was nothing.

Really?

No! Really.

Honestly, it was...

It was moments.

And not even that. It was...

a moment.

Um...

Ugh.

Where are you going?

- Vernon's on his way back.
- Oh.

According to the Care
Bears, he's just as bad.

Well, you can't just leave.

I'm going to get an aromatherapy
burner and some oils.

Good idea.

Ellingham.

Ellingham, how's it
going in... Where is it?

Uh, Portwenn. Thanks
for getting back to me.

What can I do for you?

An old man, late
70s, with quite frankly

the worst smell I've ever
come across in my life.

Well, if you don't
know, I don't know.

You're the great diagnostician.
Anything else in the history?

No. And I've checked for
all the obvious URI infections.

Send in a SWAT team
and scrub him down.

Nope. That didn't work.

He's possibly a bit depressed.
His greenfinch is missing.

So, what's the smell? Ammonia?

Ammonia with depression.

- I'd guess liver.
- No.

Pear drops. Smell of pear drops.

Pauline, I need you to call the
police forensic science service

and tell them I
want a glucose test

on Caroline Bosman's
sample, urgently.

You've got patients backing up.

Right, well... Send
the next one through.

But make that call.

Mr. Addo, you can go through.

Those tablets you
gave me are rubbish.

I'm still coughing
up the Yangtze River.

Well, you've only just
started taking them.

They're antibiotics. You're
meant to finish the course.

Oh, sure. I read the newspaper.

Don't you think I know what
drug companies do, yeah?

Paying you to test out their
drugs on people like me.

Bunging you
computers, free lunches.

Just finish taking the
medication I prescribed you.

Ellingham.

Yes.

Bosman.

Glucose.

That was quick. How high?

Shut up.

No, no, no. Not
you. The patient.

Are you sure?

All right, I'll
get right onto it.

Thanks for letting me know.

Pauline!

Right, Mr. Addo,
I'm happy to say

I'm gonna cut short
our consultation.

Go home, take the
tablets, drink plenty of fluids,

and lap up the contents
of your moronic newspaper.

Pauline, I've got an
emergency home visit.

Hello? You've got patients.

Well, reschedule them.

But before you do
that, call Mrs. Tishell

and ask her to prepare me a
10ml ampule of soluble insulin.

Tell her I'll be there
in four minutes.

I left her a message at
the radio saying I'd call in.

Eh. She's gone out somewhere.

Yeah. Maybe you're right.

Probably down the pub.

I was pretty rubbish last
night. Maybe she's avoiding me.

Martin?

Where is she?

She's not here. Why?
What's the matter?

She must be in.

I dropped her here not
more than an hour ago myself.

She was in no fit
state to go anywhere.

- Tried the back?
- Yeah. It's locked.

Caroline!

We'll have to break in.

Well, that's a bit
over the top, isn't it?

Caroline?

Caroline.

Oh, my God, Caroline.

It's Dr. Ellingham.

Can I do something?

Yeah. Call an ambulance.

Tell them it's
suspected ketoacidosis.

I'm about to give her 10ml
of insulin subcutaneously.

Right. Okay.

Insulin? But she's
not diabetic, is she?

Now, please.

Yeah.

Ambulance, please.

All right, Caroline. I'm
gonna give you an injection.

I'm saying a prayer
for you, Caroline.

Just a little prick.

The doctor's here.

He says it's... It's,
um, ketoacidosis.

Yeah. He's giving
her an injection.

Insulin. 10ml.

Hi.

Hi.

I don't know if you
got my message.

I thought I should
talk to you in person.

Message?

About the driving
school in Delabole.

Oh, the message.

It just seems, you know,

a place on their intensive
course at short notice...

It's just too good an
opportunity to pass up.

Of course.

It makes sense just to
blitz it, get my license,

and get on with
it, don't you think?

Yeah, too good an
opportunity. Yeah, go for it.

So, um, I'll see you around.

Bye.

- Doctor.
- Mm-hmm.

Mark, you have a problem.

You're right there, Doc.

Your Breathalyzer...
How old is it?

What?

I don't know. Since
before my time, I think.

Some of the older
Breathalyzers picked up ketones

in people with diabetes,
gave a false-positive recording.

You know that smell of
nail varnish? That's ketones.

That's what your device
was registering, not alcohol.

Caroline's blood-sugar
level measured so high

that she nearly died.

So if you want my advice,

I'd get rid of your
old Breathalyzer

and find something
new that works.

Yeah. What does work, Doc?

What does work?

I don't know. Any
of the newer models.

And well done. That call.

Caroline's test.
Probably saved her life.

I'm sure she'll
be very grateful.

Hello. It's P.C. Mylow here.

Yeah, fine.

I made a reservation for
a table for two for tonight.

Yeah. I-I-I'd like
to cancel it, please.

Thank you.

I told you I was clean.

Right. Come through, would you?

Mr. Cooke.

I'm sorry, Doc.

No, Mr. Cooke. Not your fault.

Those two old ducks
were as good as gold,

bless them, but
could do nothing.

Mind you, my toes
got a good clipping.

I'm going to send you
to the hospital in Truro.

They're gonna want to
keep you in for a while,

just to monitor what's going on.

Bye, Doc. Bye, Mr. Cooke.

Not so fast, Pauline.

I'd like to call Truro Hospital

and see if you can find
a bed for Mr. Cooke.

And book in those
tests. Thank you.

I'll look for your
patient notes.

Oh, God. Stupid thing.

I've got some matches
here somewhere, Pauline.

There we are.

There.

- Oh, God!
- Oh! God!

They must be in here somewhere.

Mr. Cooke.

Mr. Cooke...

Do you mind if I have a
look at what's in your bag?

Oh.

Aaaah!

Freddy?

Doc. Tom Bosman.
Caroline's husband.

Oh, yes. I remember.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm
sorry about that.

I was out of order.

How is she?

Alive. Thanks to you.

Louisa called me and
told me what happened.

- Thank you.
- Good.

Anyway, she's in there. Bed 4.

Still bloody-minded.

There's no cure
for that, I suppose.

No, I'm afraid there isn't.

You're the wrong person
to ask, anyway, aren't you?

Mr. Bosman.

No, no. Sorry. It
was a... It was a joke.

Yeah.

Sorry.

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