Doc Martin (2004–…): Season 2, Episode 5 - Always on My Mind - full transcript

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Is that it?!

Well, if you'd taken the trouble

to read what it
said on the packet,

you wouldn't have had to call
me twice in a day, would you?

What?!

Hello?

Hello, Doc?

Hello?

Get out of my life.

Pauline.



Afternoon.

- Hello.
- Afternoon.

What?!

It's me.

You've had a call from
a farmer, Phil Pratt.

Hello?

Look, can you hear me?

You have to speak clearly.

Hello?! Doc?!

You have to speak
up and speak clearly!

Yeah. There is no need to shout.

Is there any
purpose to this call?

- Pratt.
- What?

Phil Pratt. Can you
go and see his wife?



It's the farm next to
Auntie Joan's place.

Well, tell him to bring
her into the surgery.

No, she can't get out of
bed. He says it's her heart.

So I said you'd be
there before 2:00.

Well, tell him... tell him...

Oh.

We're upstairs.

- Pratt?
- That's me.

You must be Mrs. Pratt.

Hello, Doctor.

It's good of you to come.

Yes, it is.

How are you feeling?

Confused.

Helen!

What are you confused about?

She's been very weak now
for some time and breathless.

And this morning
she nearly passed out

when she tried to
go to the bathroom.

Any palpitations?

I don't think so.

What are they exactly?

Heart sensations...
Pounding or racing.

Oh, well, yes, then.
A couple of times.

Oh.

Will you get me
a glass of water?

- In a minute.
- No, now.

I'll make you a cup of
tea when you've finished.

I don't want a cup of tea.

I want to give your
wife some aspirin.

- I need a glass of water.
- Oh, right.

For future
reference, Mrs. Pratt,

it's best if you come and
see me in my surgery.

If you'd come to see
me when you first felt ill

instead of waiting till
you were bedridden,

I wouldn't have had
to waste my time

driving the length and
breadth of North Cornwall

for the sake of one patient.

Nevertheless, I'll
monitor your heart rate.

You're probably suffering
from atrial fibrillation,

which is a common complaint,

easily treated with
anticoagulants.

Mrs. Pratt?

Helen.

What's wrong? What's happening?

I think she's having a stroke.
Call an ambulance, please.

Yeah, 'tis my wife.
She's having a stroke.

Here. Give it to me.

It's Dr. Ellingham, Portwenn.

I've got a patient with
a suspected embolism

resulting from
atrial fibrillation.

I need an ambulance as soon
as possible to Manor Hill Farm.

Doctor?

No.

W... No!

Well, don't just stand
there! Do something!

It's only me. It's
leek-and-potato today.

Oh, Martin.

Oh, my God.

Helen?

Hello.

Yeah, cancel the ambulance.

No, she's dead.

Yeah.

I can't believe it.

That's a common
reaction to sudden death.

I thought she was on the
mend. Her appetite was better.

Well, she didn't eat last night.

You saw Helen last night?

Yes. Where were you?

Never mind about
me. What did she say?

What about?

How old was your wife?

65. Why?

I have to write it on
the death certificate.

You could have saved her!

No, I couldn't. She was...

You didn't do a thing!

- Now, wait a minute.
- No, no.

Get out, both of you!

Come on, Martin.

No. I haven't finished yet.

Now, you have to
take that to the registrar

within the next five days.

All right. I'll leave it there.

You'd think a home
visit at very short notice

might at least qualify for
a thank-you, but, oh, no.

Hmm? Auntie Joan?

I'm sorry, really.

Just give me a minute.

Yeah. Take your time.

Such a lovely woman.

So bloody unfair.

So sudden.

Yesterday I thought
she was getting better.

Hm. Poor old Helen.

All right. She was a friend.

Yes, Martin.

Well, it's very sad...
but life goes on.

Not for Mrs. Pratt, obviously.

Martin, I sometimes wonder

if you've got a sensitive
bone in your body.

What do you mean?

Well, the way you
talk to me, to Phil.

He didn't want a
death certificate.

He wanted a human
being to sit down with him

and explain to him what
had happened to his wife.

A clot formed in her heart

and shot up an artery
into her brain and she died.

Where's your car?

I walked.

It's not far if you
cut across the, uh...

You want a lift?

No, thank you.
It's quicker on foot.

All right. That case,
I'll say goodbye.

Ian.

Every cloud has a silver lining.

Martha.

A bird in the hand is
worth two in the bush.

Very good. Jake.

Many hands make light work.

Very nice.

So, we'll see you tomorrow.

Leaving your books in neat
piles on your desks, please.

Hello.

So, how's it going?

Good, I think.

They're all very sweet.

I thought you'd like them.
They seem to like you.

What happened to your hand?

Nothing.

Have you been to see a doctor?

It comes and goes.

I'll be fine.

Oh, look at you,
you lovely girl.

Thank you very much.

Oh. Hi, Al.

Right. You coming or what?

When I've seen the doc, yes.

He's not gonna give you
a sick note for your back.

Look, if I haven't worked
for four days in a row,

which I haven't, I'm
entitled to incapacity benefit.

I'm incapacitated.

You're a lazy old bugger.

Oh. Hi, there, Ross.

Got some news for you.

About the lifeboat?

Yeah.

There's only one spare place.

And you came second.

Oh. Oh, no.

Well, lucky for you, Neal
Clemens broke an arm.

Oh, God!

From the manager of
the Portwenn lifeboat.

- Well done.
- That's great.

Your probation starts today.
First training session tonight.

No way.

Oh, well done, girl.

Hey, go on.

You deserve it, Paul.

You're going to need
another appointment and...

call the receptionist...
if she's not too busy.

I'm sorry, Pauline.

Perhaps you'd like to
use my consulting room

to entertain your friends.

This is Ross.

Yes. We've met.

He's a helmsman.

Congratulations.

I'm now one of the
senior guys on the lifeboat.

I'll bear that in mind.

You're not in quite
yet, Paul, though.

Doc's got to do
your medical first.

Can't confirm it till
we know she's fully fit.

She looks pretty fit to me.

I'll make a note of that.

Oh, my dad always said
I'd be taking his place

in the boat someday.

He's gonna be so proud of me.

Pauline.

My mum thought
I'd never make it.

She said I'd be married by 17...

- Pauline.
- And then live in Launceston

with like five brats and...

Portwenn Surgery.

Yeah, Doc, there's an
emergency at the school.

Open.

At least I think it
was a fishbone.

What was he eating?

Salmon sandwich with
cucumber and mayonnaise,

brown bread, crust cut off,
and a packet of salty crisps.

Well.

Oops!

Okay, um...

I'll just get a cloth.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

Are you all right?
You take some water.

Are you feeling a bit better?

Oh, while you're here,
Martin, I was wondering...

Could you take a
look at Tricia's hands?

Sorry.

This is Tricia Soames,
our new member of staff.

My first recruit.

I poached her from Truro Junior.

Padstow Community
wanted her, but I got in first.

- Really?
- Hello.

Um, I-I noticed that...
That Tricia's hands...

Tricia's hands are...
Are looking very sore.

And then I thought...

Let me make a couple of things
clear for you, Miss Glasson.

One, a small fishbone
is not an emergency.

Two, if a member of your
staff wants medical attention,

she should come to my surgery.

Now, unless any
more of your pupils

wish to vomit all
over me, I'll be off.

Miss Soames.

Come on, Henry.

I'm sorry. He's not
normally that rude.

Actually, he is
normally that rude,

but he also happens to
be a very good doctor.

So I-I should make
that appointment.

Phil!

I want nothing of yours in
my house, least of all you!

Okay, guys. That's it for today.

All right. Yeah.

That's it.

Well done, Paul. Good session.

Can you grab a painter?

Paul, good job.

Here we go.

Okay?

What do you want?

I just wanted to know
how you are today.

You pretending you care?

Look, I know we've
had our differences,

but can't we put them
behind us for Helen's sake?

It's bad enough
for me, as a friend,

but I can only guess
what you're going through.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Sorry?

Did she tell you?

- Tell me what?
- You know.

I-I don't understand.

Look, 'tis not my fault.

If anyone's to
blame, 'tis Dr. Martin.

Anyone else would
have saved Helen's life.

- That's not true.
- Oh, so now I'm a liar as well.

As well as what?

Oh, stop pretending. I
know she told you everything.

And what have you been spraying?

That's your land. This is mine.

We agreed... no pesticides
within a mile of my crops.

I'll spray what I
want where I want.

Al, Ross says I
don't run fast enough.

Can you help me
train or something?

I'll buy you a pint
every night for a week.

- I'll help you.
- Dad.

Sorry.

When do you want to start?

I've got an inspection
in two weeks.

They'll check everything...
Soil, crops, animal feed.

If I lose my organic license,
it'll take years to win it back.

You know, I'm not sure
what it is you want me to do.

I know he's unhinged,

but Phil Pratt thinks you could
have done more to save his wife.

Perhaps if you went to see him.

Um, well, I'm...
I'm too busy today.

And tomorrow.

Martin, he blames
you for Helen's death.

Well, that's
completely irrational.

There's abso...

You killed my wife, you bastard!

- Get out!
- Sorry, Doc.

- Martin!
- Thank you, Pauline.

Martin!

Why didn't you do something?

Because there was
nothing that could be done.

There's always something...

Drugs, electric
shocks... Something!

Not in this case. Have
you been drinking?

What if I have?

I'm not gonna waste my
time talking to a drunk.

Well, if it weren't
you, what did kill her?

When the postmortem is finished,

you'll be given the
official diagnosis.

Now go home.

No.

Pauline!

If you don't leave right
now, I'll get P.C. Mylow here,

and he will arrest you.

Mr. Pratt.

Please don't use
pesticides on your farm.

They might affect my
aunt's organic status.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- You want to stop?
- No.

I got to get fit.

I got to show Ross
I'm good enough.

Oh, God.

I think he fancies me, actually.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Good.

I'll race you back
to the run, eh?

Give you a head start.

Go on.

Mm.

What the bloody hell?

I knew it. I knew it.

It is pesticides.

That's what he's brought you,

this maniac who
nearly killed me.

What?

You tried to drive
me off the road.

I didn't. I was just...

No, it's all right. I'll
deal with Mrs. Norton.

You will not deal with me.

You will tell me
what is in that lorry.

I don't think so.

Look, do you want
me to come back later?

- I...
- No. You stay where you are.

I told you to keep off my land.

Yes, and I told you to keep
your poisons off my land.

Well, what do you
have to say for yourself?

I got this to say for myself.

About the funeral...
You're not welcome.

- What?
- You're not to come.

Miss Glasson was
keen for me to see you.

Did she explain that I
also have something

called "surgery hours,"
which finished some time ago?

Good evening.

It's a little tricky to get
here during the day.

I don't suppose you could
have a quick look now,

just to keep Miss Glasson happy.

You can come in to
make an appointment.

Why don't I let you put
your shopping away first?

What?

How are things working
out for you in Portwenn?

The people are so
friendly. It's just lovely here.

Look, either come
in now or go away.

I just remembered... I
have to be somewhere.

Sorry.

- That was a lifeboat maroon.
- It can't be.

My pager would have gone...

Oh.

Oh, my God.

It's a shout.

Oh.

Aah! Aah! Aah!

Oh, God, we'll never make it.

We might do.

You all right?

- Hello, Joan.
- Hello, Mark.

- So, what happened here, then?
- Ask Phil Pratt.

Phil? No.

Phil's a little crusty around
the edges, but he's all right.

This is nasty.

Whiskey-Victor-Charlie-Echo.

Portwenn receiving.

That's me.

Go ahead.

We've got an RTA,
Southcastle Road.

So, what's happened here, then?

He just pulled out,
didn't even look.

He was doing about 70.

The van does 50, tops.

Hello, Mr. Lewis.

We've missed the boat now.

Anyone injured?

The driver hurt her neck,
but I don't think it's serious.

Okay. I'll take a look.

Thank you, Paul.

Oh.

Julie, hello.

I was taking my test.

Do you think I passed?

Oh, Tricia.

Did you go to the doctor's?

I did. He refused to see me.

What?

It is so dry.

All my flowers are
dying, and my little birds...

And it's even hot in the shade.

Yeah. I know. I know.

Where's Pauline?

I see.

Can anybody tell me who's next?

I just need a sick note, Doc.

The answer's the same
as it was yesterday, Bert.

Oh. We'll talk about that
in due course, shall we?

I think Roger's up
first on a Wednesday.

Yeah, but he was late
this week. I was early.

Then maybe you
should see Lilla next.

I'll go next. Two
minutes, three at the most.

Tempting to get her
out of the way, Doc.

Doc? Priority case.

Julie Mitchell,
road traffic accident.

Ooh.

How am I going to
explain this to Ross?

I think you should see
Miss Mitchell here first.

Pauline!

I don't care how
you work it out,

- but send the next patient in.
- Right.

You hear what he said?
"Next patient." That's me.

Every day this week...

Martha, if this was a real fire,

you should have left all
that in your classroom.

No, don't go back now.
Go and join Miss Soames.

Where is Miss Soames?

Um, what are you doing?

Just trying to keep
on top of things.

We're having a fire
drill, so come on.

I can't. There's too much to do.

You have to join your
class in the playground now!

Now, put your left ear
on your left shoulder.

Right ear, right shoulder.

Oh. Well, there's
no sign of whiplash.

Yes, but you never
know, do you, Doctor?

It can be years before
symptoms show themselves.

Right.

Well, if you develop
any dizziness

or headache or vertigo...

Hmm?

Doc, another
emergency at school.

- Did you lose consciousness?
- I don't think so.

She was groggy but awake.

Any nausea or blurred vision?

No.

Watch my finger.

I didn't have any lunch.
Maybe that's why I fainted.

Yes, that would be a perfectly
reasonable explanation.

Unless you've got any
more emergencies for me,

I'll be on my way.

I hope you're not suggesting I
called you without good reason.

Oh, no.

Could you look at
Tricia's hands, please?

Yeah, when she
comes to the surgery.

She went to your
surgery last night,

and you refused to see her.

I was only too happy to
make her an appointment,

but she didn't want to.

But since you're here...

Do you wear rubber gloves
when you do the washing up?

No.

I think you should.

Now...

Tricia, I'm so sorry.

It's all right. I'll just
see you tomorrow.

Bye.

Dr. Ellingham!

Miss Soames!

If you've got a problem with
me, don't take it out on Tricia.

I don't know what you mean.

I can't keep apologizing
for your behavior.

Then don't. I didn't ask you to.

Why do you have
to upset everyone?

When you're with your patients,
why can't you make an effort?

Just smile.

Try some small
talk. Have a laugh.

Sick people don't want to laugh.

They want a doctor who
knows what he's doing.

They want a bedside manner.

A bedside manner can't cure you.

It makes them feel better.

Oh, it can diagnose
an illness, can it?

Write a prescription?

You know what I mean.

Please, for once,
just agree with me.

You do know what
I'm trying to say.

Actually, I find you hard to
understand in the best of times.

Very little of what
you say or... or do

makes much sense to me.

What are we talking about?

Are we... Are we
talking about...

What?

What are we talking about?

I'm not quite sure.

Don't you think we
should sit down with a drink

and stop having these stupid,
bad-tempered, mini rows?

And let's sort out what we
really think about each other.

Yeah.

All right.

Well... Well, not now,
'cause I-I'm busy tonight.

You've got a prayer meeting
at the chapel, have you?

I'm not seeing Dan...
I'm... I'm just busy, all right?

But tomorrow night, I'm
gonna be at the Crab at 8:00.

So you can join
me or don't join me.

It's up to you.

All right. I'll be there.

- Really?
- Yes.

Oh, don't tell me...

I'm not allowed to shoot
within a mile of your land.

You can shoot rabbits
wherever you like.

Who said I was shooting rabbits?

I called the police, you know.

Told them what
you did to my jeep.

You want to get the police
involved, that's up to you.

P.C. Mylow isn't the only
one who's got you wrong.

- What?
- I know what you did to Helen.

What'd she tell you?

I know what you're
really like, Phil.

What'd she say?

Might have scared Helen, Phil,

but you're not
going to scare me.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm sorry I haven't had a
proper chance to say thank you

for helping with the car and
being so nice and everything.

That's all right.

How's the neck?

Oh, I think it might
be seizing up a bit.

Maybe you could come 'round
later and check I'm all right.

Okay.

Okay.

You locked yourself out?

No.

You keep doing that...
Looking at your watch.

No, I don't.

I know what's stopping
you from going inside.

You don't.

I'm just... thinking.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder.

What?

You never wondered
what's wrong with you?

Never looked up your symptoms
on the Internet or read about OCD?

There's nothing wrong with me.

You sure Pratt did this?

Absolutely.

- Well, you must call the police.
- I did.

Mark was worse than useless.

But you could help.

How?

Find out what happened to Helen

and tell that deranged
husband of hers.

This isn't gonna stop until he
knows you didn't make a mistake.

I didn't make a mistake.

I know you didn't,
but he's unhinged.

What about?

Well, she thought he
was having an affair.

And he hit her once.

You don't think
he'd hit you, do you?

I'm not afraid of
Mr. Pratt, gun or no gun.

He's got a gun?

He's a farmer. Of
course he's got a gun.

Oh, I'm not happy about this.

Auntie Joan, you're living next
door to a man who beat his wife,

slashed your tires,
and owns a gun.

- Where are you going?
- I'm going to see him.

Well, don't do anything stupid.

I'm going to talk to him.

Oh, God.

Mr. Pratt.

Shut up!

Come to apologize
for killing my wife?

Your wife died of
an embolic stroke.

A blood clot in her heart

blocked an artery
leading to her brain.

Nobody could have
known that clot was there,

and nobody could have
stopped it from killing her.

- You expect me to believe that?
- Yes, because it's the truth.

The hospital said
that's what happened?

I'm waiting for confirmation.

You're waiting for another
doctor to cover up your mistake.

I didn't make a mistake.

You, however, made a big mistake

when you started
harassing my aunt.

- Harassing?
- Yeah, I saw her jeep.

I heard all about
you and your gun.

What?

This gun here?

Yes, I imagine that's the
gun she's talking about.

For years, I've put up with Joan

sticking her nose
in my business.

I kept finding her with
Helen, whispering about me...

telling Helen she
could have done better.

You think I don't know she
could have done better?!

Oh, go away.

So, in this situation...

if that's your bearing,

which direction do you need to
take in order to get back home?

Northeast?

Good girl.

Oh, hi, Al.

All right.

Come and see me
when the doc's finished.

Try and stop me.

Jealous?

Nope.

Well, maybe you should be.

If you're still waiting
for Elaine to come back,

you might as well tell me now.

It will save us
both a lot of time.

Hi, Julie.

Just... wondered
how your neck was.

I'm fine, thanks.

Come in.

Drop it! Drop it!

Drop that! Drop that! Go on!

Drop it!

Come on! Come on!

Drop it!

Get out! Bugger off!

Go on, now. Bugger off!

Oh, gee.

Help!

Oh, my God, Phil!

What happened?!

I was trying to fix
this piece of crap,

and the bloody thing
came down on top of me.

- Oh, when was this?
- Last night.

Do something.

All right, all right, all right.
Hang on. Hang on. Hang on.

No! Stop!

Ohh!

All right. It's okay. It's okay.

Oh. Oh, my God.

Uh...

Right. You currently
on any medication?

No.

Any birthmarks, tattoos,
distinguishing marks?

No.

Yes.

If you count this.

What's that... a frog?

It is a Komodo dragon,

found on the Indonesian islands
of Padar, Rinca, and Flores...

And Komodo, of course.

Looks like a frog to me.

Ellingham.

Auntie Joan.

Calm down.

How much blood?

Right.

Staying here on my own.

I am going, too.

If he's spurting blood
everywhere, I want to see it.

No. Get an ambulance out now.

But it'd be good practice
for when I'm in lifeboat.

No. I need you here.

Al, would you come with
me? I might need some help.

That is not fair!

Phil, don't go to sleep.

Come on, now. Talk to me.

Tell me... Tell me why you
let your dogs loose, huh?

Tell me... Oh, tell me
why you slashed my tires.

- Tell me anything.
- Oh, give it a rest, Joan.

Open your eyes, Phil.
Come on. Come on.

Stay with me. Phil...

Martin! Come on! Hurry up!

How's he doing?

Not so well.

All right.

All right. Let's have a look.

Al, do you think you can,
um, get those spikes off?

Yeah. Right.

He won't stop bleeding.

All right, Joan. You do that.

Joan, you think you can
hold that? I'll start a drip.

Al, you telephone Pauline.
Check that ambulance is coming.

And I need you
to hold this as well.

I can't hold that if you want
me to check on the ambulance.

I-If I hold that, you
can hold this, Martin.

No, I don't want to touch the...

Got to put this in, anyway,
and check his blood pressure.

What if I press on the wound
and Joan phones the ambulance?

Why don't I check on
the bloody ambulance?

Oh, you're still
alive, then, Mr. Pratt.

Not for long if
you've turned up.

Pauline, yeah, it's me.

Yeah, the doc wants me...

All right. Brilliant. Right.

Five minutes.

Keep your eyes open, Mr. Pratt.

I intend to. I want to
see what you're doing.

Go ahead there and
lift that up in a minute.

This is gonna hurt.

For your information, I
heard from the hospital,

and they concurred
with my diagnosis...

Your wife died from
a clot to the brain.

Was it...

Could it... have been
caused by a shock?

What? An electric shock?

No, a surprise.

I told her something, and
she wasn't expecting it.

Did I kill Helen?

No. Of course not.

If you told her you
were having an affair,

she knew that ages ago.

Phil?

Phil!

What happened?!

It's all right. I'll be fine.

But you're bleeding.

- He's lost a lot of blood.
- Will he be okay?

Yeah, I think so.

Oh, thank God.

If I lost you now, I'd...

This is Tony.

- Hi.
- Hello.

Remove all wet clothes.

- Sounds good to me.
- Oh, would you be serious?

Um, shelter the
casualty from the wind.

Give warm drinks and keep
warm, but no caffeine or alcohol.

Oh. No alcohol?

Ross.

Relax.

You passed the
test five minutes ago.

Really?

So, how do you
want to celebrate?

Oh, not the way you're thinking.

Ah. Stop it, you.

You've been giving
me signals all week.

Well, I was trying
to make Al jealous.

Sorry.

I was only trying to use you

like you try and use
every girl in the village.

Don't worry about
it. You're on the crew.

Great.

I promise to give it 100%,

as long as you keep
your hands off me.

Tosser.

Oh, hello. I-I just
heard about Phil.

Oh, yes. Yeah. Nasty accident.

Yeah, but...

will he be okay?

Yes, I think he
will. Yeah. Sure.

Good.

So, I'll see you
in the pub later.

8:00.

- Yeah.
- Good.

I'll kill the bastard.

Al, you're jealous.

I've been jealous for ages.

Have you?

Well, why didn't you say?

Don't know.

When Elaine
left, it wasn't good.

I didn't fancy that again.

So, with you, I tried to
look like I didn't care, but...

I do care.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Oh!

Oh!

Okay.

If you think you can
help, I'm ready to listen.

Oh, well, t-this
isn't a good time.

- I have to be somewhere.
- You can't leave me.

Well, I can.

I can't go out there
again till a half past.

I can't go in or
out of a building

unless it's on the
hour or the half-hour.

I know I sound mad.

Yes, you do,

which is to be expected with
OCD, which you definitely have.

Let me see your hands.

And this is just from
scrubbing them?

Sometimes only at home.

When it gets really
bad, they notice at work.

That's why I keep
changing schools.

So, how can you help me?

Um...

Just an hour or
so in the morning.

Then I started to find

I couldn't get out
of the bathroom.

See, if I touched
the door handle,

I'd have to wash my
hands all over again.

Hi, there.

Ah. Waiting for someone?

No. Not anymore.

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