Doc Martin (2004–…): Season 5, Episode 5 - Remember Me - full transcript

Father!
What have I told you?

I think I've found one!
A pale clouded...

Martin?

Always knock before entering.

Sir.

Then go outside AND KNOCK!

(BABY CRIES)

Morning. You know your
Venetian glass tumbler?

Yes.
Sorry.

Oh... Let me help.

No, no. I've got this.
It's all right.



No, really. (SIGHS)

Actually... here.

Oh.

Right. Morning.

What are you doing?
Just checking he's sanitary.

He is.
No, not with the baby - with this.

I've just spent the past hour
arranging the school timetable...

or did you think I painstakingly
laid it out for decoration?

It's a kitchen. We're about
to have breakfast. But...

(DOORBELL)

(MUTTERS)

Mornin', doc.

What do you want? You need to register
a name for your little'un this week.

42 days, that's the deadline.
Just thought I'd give you the heads-up.



Yes, I know that. If you fail
to meet the aforementioned deadline,

it will fall incumbent upon
the state to name your baby for you.

No, it won't.
Really?

It'll require the presence
of the registrar superintendent.

That's not as excitin'. Still,
sounds like a lot of red tape,

so chop-chop, get naming.
Er, listen.

I know you're probably gonna say no,

but... I was just...

wonderin' if you fancied getting
a pint sometime.

No.

Mornin'.

Up with the lark, boy!
Gotta do our accounts.

Don't worry about that.
I got it all under control.

Just gimme that.
Oi, I'm readin' that!

It's not the paper I want.
It's what you're hidin' under it.

It's just a bill, that's all.

It's a final demand.
I'll get it paid.

(CHUCKLES) It's not been easy with you
gallivanting up to Ruth every day.

There's only one of me,
and only so many hours in the day.

Which is why I'm gonna get
our accounts sorted.

I said I'm doing it. But Dad,
you've never been good with money.

I'm your dad,
and you'll do as I say!

First thing in the mornin',
you're treating me like an idiot!

Dad -
I'm talking 'ere!

It's about time you gave me some
of that, you know, respect.

What do you know at your age?
I know how to run a business!

Now, let me get on and do it. Right?

You're late again.

And you're bleeding!

Mind the carpet. Are you worried
about me or your carpet?

I stood on a nail, didn't I?
Went right through my flip-flop.

Right, go through.

Hop!

Not there. On the couch.

Slide down.

Not bad this.
Another 'perks of the job'.

Like getting free buns
when I worked at the baker's.

For all of three minutes.

You're not gonna, are you?
What?

Throw up.
No.

Stupid that, weren't it?
Doctor with a blood phobia.

That's like me being scared
of telephones or pens or summat.

When did you last have
a tetanus injection? I dunno.

When I was little, probably.
I'll give you a booster.

N-No, you're all right.
Won't take a second.

(PHONE)
Better get that.

Mornin' rush hour!
They'll want their appointments.

I'll stick a plaster on it, yeah?

'Ey! Ellie!

Who's that?
It's me!

You haven't changed a bit!
Paul! (CACKLES)

Paul?

You all right?

What's the matter?

I think I'm all right.

Perhaps not.

Oh, my God! Ooh!

Sorry, doc -
Knock!

There's an emergency. Some bloke's
collapsed at the harbour.

Here.

Make an appointment with
the receptionist. That's her.

Aw, he's a cute one.
Not like the doc's.

What's his name?
Boris.

(GUFFAWS)
No, really, what's his name?

That is his name.

Oh.

I kept his hand down.
Have you had medical training?

To stop the flow of blood.
Completely the wrong thing to do.

One moment I was standing up,
and the next I wasn't.

Did you lose consciousness?
Must have.

Fell down like a sack of potatoes.

Have you had dizziness before?
No.

What about your diet,
been eating properly?

Well, I skipped breakfast
this morning',

figured I'd get something
after work.

Fatigue?
Do you get very tired?

Well, I've been working hard,
you know?

I got an ex-wife on the payroll.
Who'd you end up with?

Susan Smith.
No!

I'm surprised she got down the aisle
without leaving you for somebody else.

(BOTH LAUGH)
Stop talking.

I heard last year...
Mm?

That she'd been friendly
with half the lobster fleet.

(BOTH GIGGLE) You probably
passed out due to low blood sugar.

You should always eat breakfast
before work. You see?

Nothin' serious.
I haven't finished.

Come to the surgery this afternoon -
I'll dress this wound.

Stay off work for at least two days.
I can't do that!

Fine, go back to work.

Wait till the soft
tissue's infected and I'll

amputate your hand when
it becomes gangrenous.

Good trip?
Excellent.

Good. Although, I hope they'll
bring back capital punishment

for people who use
their mobile phones on trains.

Look, I found all this stuff
in the barn.

Oh, Joan keeps
popping up everywhere.

Yeah. What treasures
has she hidden away for us?

Well, this isn't going to get me
through the bleak winter nights.

Ooh, though this could.

Joan was terrible at chess.
Took all the fun out of beating her.

Fancy a friendly, then?

YOU play?
What?

You think I wouldn't play because
I'm a plumber's son from the sticks?

No. You wouldn't because
you're young.

You sound like my dad.
Well, there are worse things.

Most parents think
their children are incompetent.

And they frequently are.

Not in your case, of course.
It's the other way around, actually.

I told Dad I didn't think he could
handle the restaurant on his own.

And, for some reason,
he didn't see it that way?

Mm.

Anyway, I learned chess
while I was travelling.

Right, then. Tomorrow you're on!

Ah-ha. Gotcha!

I'm never gonna forgive you.

Well, you could at least pretend
to be happy to see me.

We've had our problems, Joe, but...

that's no reason to run away.
It's pathetic.

What are you doing here, Maggie?
I looked like a right idiot.

Going to the station in Bude
and asking where you were. Honestly!

But... But we split up, Mags.

In your mind, maybe,

I was pretty sure
it was in yours, too.

You're overreacting, Joe, as usual.

If there's something wrong,
we talk about it.

You don't just pack up and disappear.

I can't believe you're here, Mags.

Your hands are cold.
Bloody taxi was freezing.

And it took me ages to get here.

What day is it, Mags?

It's the day you and I
sit down and have a talk

and get this straightened out.

I mean, month and year.
Don't be weird.

It's just... police business.

Tell me. OK?
April, 2008.

Any more silly questions?

No. That's all.

Thanks.

Don't go running away again.

I won't.

It's serious, doc.

Very serious.

I've got a case of acute generitis.

I beg your pardon?
Generitis.

A condition where someone
is so generous

it might be considered
a hazard to their health.

200 quid and you can name
my restaurant whatever you want.

Get out.
Think of it, doc, "Ellingham's".

Your name out there for all to see -
great marketing.

You do not use appointment time
to beg for money.

150 quid and you can
name it after your son.

Oh, what a lovely
little christening gift

that would be for the little fella.

100 -
No! Next patient, please.

Moving to Portwenn - you didn't
think to discuss it with me first?

I suppose you think
you'll see more action out here.

Maggie, I just wanna try
and understand something here.

You think we're still married?

Er, no. I know we're still married.

OK.
Why are you acting so weird?

Don't you erm...

Don't you wanna be with me any more?

Oh, no. I do.

There's not a day passed that
I haven't wished we were together.

Well... Well, if that's true...

why did you just move here
without telling me?

I... wanted to surprise you.

Consider me surprised.

Same old Joe.

Never thinking things through.

Well, if we are gonna live here,

and it's still up for discussion...

may as well look around
the village. You can't!

I'm on duty.
Never know when I might be needed.

Got your radio, haven't you?
Yeah...

So, we're good, then. C'mon.

(CHILDREN SHOUT AND LAUGH)

No running in the street!

Hello, Joe.
Yes, hello.

Sorry, need to keep moving.
Otherwise, we'll be late. For what?

Sightseeing.

Oh. What's he called?

Well, we haven't decided
on a name yet.

All the more reason for you
to go home and get to work on it.

Joe, aren't you gonna introduce us?

Apparently not. Maggie.
Louisa.

Maggie? Aren't you...

Come on, Mags.
His wife, yeah.

If you'd have told me two years ago
I'd be married,

I'd have laughed my
head off, but then this

big old whirlwind
dropped into my life...

We don't wanna bore Louisa
with our life stories.

No, no. It's a pleasure
to finally meet you.

Oh, it's so nice that Joe's
making friends already.

In Bude he had such trouble.
Well... that was a long time ago.

Er, relatively speaking.

Oh, he's such a lovely baby.
Thank you.

Won't be long till we're starting
our little litter. Eh?

No, it won't be. (LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)
Nice to meet you.

Likewise.

Now, if I've overstepped
my boundaries, just say.

But I've found a list of the 20
most popular boys names last year.

OK, Oliver, Jack, Harry,
Alfie, Joshua...

You've overstepped your boundaries.
I'm just sayin',

naming a baby needs a bit
of thought.

I'll give you that tetanus
injection now.

Er, I mean, was named after
Saint Morwenna, Cornish saint.

Died a virgin -
so thanks for that, Mum.

Yes, come through.
No need. My foot's feeling better.

That's not the point.
Can't you just give me a tablet? No.

Or a sugar lump.
Just come through.

Erm... Granddad is waiting
at the bottom of the hill.

I can't leave him. He'll go with
anyone who'll feed him.

It'll take 30 seconds.

I have a little problem.
OK, a huge one.

I don't do needles.
It's not gonna happen. Nonsense.

I see one and I faint.
Utter rubbish. Come through.

Morwenna?

Morwenna!

Oh, for God's sake!

What are you doing in here?
Surgery's now in session.

What medical complaint do you have?
What?

What isn't a medical complaint.
Stop wasting me time.

Get out. Out, out, out.

I'm doing you.

You've taken over my desk.
Can't you do that in the kitchen?

No. You said I can't work
in the kitchen.

You can work in the kitchen.

Oh. Right, then.
Just not at meal times.

Lucky me (!)

We should make some time later on
to discuss the child's name.

Right. Yes.

I shall make an appointment.

That won't be necessary.

Today's your lucky day.
I've come bearing gifts.

Well, not gifts exactly,
but items to sell.

Let's have a peek, then.
They were stuck in the attic,

you know, in case of emergencies.

I like to think of it as
my insurance policy.

15 quid the lot.

Did you say 50?

15.

Oh, I've seen that look before.

I'd like to help you out -
I'm not here for a loan, Mr Tonken.

(CACKLES)

"Too soft," that's what they always
say about me - right, Norman?

Right, Dad.
How much do you need?

Maybe some other time.

Just work out the terms
and conditions with Norman here,

and it's yours.

Well, it's very kind
of you, but I've got

some other avenues
to explore d'rectly.

Well, if you change your mind,
you know where we are.

Right.

How's the book coming along?
Do you see me writing it?

No.
Then you have your answer.

(DOG WHINES)

I see Buddy came home, then.

I think Martin sneaks him up
in the night.

Check.
Hm.

You've left yourself open.
Maybe.

Maybe not.

Oh!

Well, we'll just have
to call it a draw.

A dr- That was checkmate.

I had you.
Really?

Yes.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
That can't be right.

I'd leave that one there.

I know that working behind
a bar in Spain

has given you a unique insight into
timetabling for local schools,

but actually I can manage.

I did not work behind...

I owned that bar!

How very impressive, Eleanor.

It's like you're a teenager again.
Really?

What would you know about that?
Don't snap at me!

I'm trying to help.
(DOORBELL)

Oh. That'll be for me.

Not for you.
Of course not.

Hiya. You ready?
Starvin'!

Mum? Where are you going? I thought
you were staying for dinner.

Paul's gonna treat me to Portwenn's
famous fish 'n' chips.

Sorry.
Caught the fish myself.

Not today, I hope.
What?

Oh. No. Resting up, doc,
just like you said.

Don't worry.

You haven't made an appointment.
I still need to change that dressing.

Doc... we got plans.

Have a word with you man, Lou-lou.
Teach him some manners.

I want to see you first thing
in the morning. Not you.

What do you think? I think your
mother thinks she lives here.

Look at the mess she's left!
She's treats it like a hotel.

No, about Paul.
I think they're on a date.

Do you know what the worse thing is?
I'm actually a bit jealous.

She gets to go out and have fun,
and I'm stuck here at home.

With a baby. And you.

But in a good way.

It's so nice to have a lie-in.

Oh, remember his hat.
I have.

Well, before your day gets
frantic...

what do you think of this?

What would you like me
to think of it?

That peach would be a good colour
for the living room. For that one?

No, our living room.
In London, when we repaint.

That's all been done.
I had a contractor take care of it.

When?
Three weeks ago.

Well, would you like to tell
me what colour our new home is?

Or would you like it to a surprise?
It's brilliant white. Throughout.

How very clinical of you.

Yes, I thought it was expedient.
Course you did.

It's nice of you to fit me in.

I'd like to say I produced
these eggs myself, so to speak.

But I didn't.
The girls won't cooperate.

Well, you're not exactly
the farming type.

They're chickens. They lay eggs.
How hard can it be?

Do you still play chess?
No.

I played a game with Al.
Bugger beat me.

I hope this isn't the first sign
of mental decline.

It could be.
You're not getting any younger.

Hm. Thank you for that (!)

He was every bit as good as you.
I doubt that.

I used to play postal chess with
a murderer from Southend-on-Sea.

Until Al, he was possibly
the best I'd come up against.

Though, he had a tendency
to make rash moves when cornered.

Much as he did in real life.

How was London this time?
Noise, crowds, heat, pollution.

I loved it. Quite a culture shock
coming back here.

I suppose it'll be the same
for Louisa.

Only in reverse.
She's been to London before.

I can't imagine she enjoyed it.

No.

(BABY GARGLES)

You shouldn't stay together
for his sake, you know?

I didn't know that we were.

(BABY CONTINUES TO GARGLE)

Your son is trying to get
your attention.

There, there. (CLEARS THROAT)

(BAWLS)

Ssh!

I learned that in Broadmoor.

Mm. Yummy.

Just warming some stew.

I'm not talking about the food,
dummy.

What are you doing?

I thought... you might be hungry.
Mm.

Mm.

Would you like a...
slice of bread with it?

Do you really think
we should be doing this?

Oh... God!

No! We shouldn't.
Why, what's wrong?

I just remembered...
I gotta go and do something.

I've missed you.

Me, too.

Stop.
What?

It needs more.

The stew.

Maggie...

please.
(PHONE)

I've gotta get that.

MAN: 'Hello, this is a message
for PC Joseph Penhale.

I'm looking for your ex-wife Maggie.

I tracked you down through
the Bude station finally,

and Maggie's
sort of gone missing, and...

Well, I dunno, but if you hear
anything gimme a call.

Oh, sorry. This is Tony Crawford,
Maggie's boyfriend.

Well, I was her boyfriend,
until the other day.

So, anyway, call me if you see her.
Thanks.'

(HANGS UP)

Mags...

do you know a Tony Crawford?

No. I don't think so.
Why? Who is he?

Nevermind.

I'm just saying, it's a bad sign.

Not being able to chose
a name is not a sign.

Anyway, how was your date?
What date?

Well, how many have
you had since last night?

The one with Paul.
Oh, that.

Yeah, very productive.

So, were you at school together?
Yeah, he had a terrible crush on me.

That boy would've done
anything for me...

maths homework, English homework.

Was that a disapproving look, miss?
No, not at all.

You seem much happier being
back here now.

Yeah. I suppose I am.

Well, how often do you have
memory lapses? Not sure.

Can't remember. (CHUCKLES)

You know, I did get kicked
in the head by a horse once.

Maybe it's that. Unlikely the condition
would take this long to manifest itself.

What's the date today?
August 18th.

Where did you go to school?
St Petrocs.

Who was the first female
British prime minister?

I didn't realise this was a quiz.

Just answer the question.
Hm...

I... don't know.

Because you can't remember
or you're struggling?

Doc, I do the pub quiz every week.

Hardly like a question about
Mrs T would stump me.

So, you do remember.
I... do now.

Yes. But before...

I didn't. Sort of.

What if I can remember most things,
but there's a patch which I can't?

Then I would refer you
for an EEG or an MRI scan.

No, no. No need to go
to any trouble.

Thanks, doc. I won't waste
your time again.

I very much doubt that.

Any luck?

I found something in the pots!

Help!

Help, somebody! Man overboard!

Man overboard! Help!

(PHONE)

Dr Ellingham's surgery.

Right. Yeah, OK.

OK.

Doc?

No!
I'll knock later. You have to go.

Out of the way.

All right, let me.

Billy pulled him out the water, doc.
But he was dead to the world.

Not dead.
You know what I mean.

He's not breathing, Martin!
Yes, I can see that.

Anyone called an ambulance?

Well, don't just stand there!

(COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS)

What you doin'?

His skin. That's not a suntan,
it's hyper-pigmentation.

Has he been craving any
foodstuffs lately? I dunno.

Salt in particular. He had a ton
on his chips last night.

Does that mean anything?
Maybe a severe adrenal deficiency.

What? I'll give him
a hydrocortisone injection.

(PHONE)

Dr Ellingham's.
Get me Morwenna.

Ah, I might have sent her out
to get some baby things.

Go to my medicine cabinet.

'On the left-hand side,
a small bottle of hydrocortisone.'

Hydrocortisone.
Right. OK.

And meet me at the harbour.
Thank you.

Here.
Right.

Out of the way!

He's in good hands, Mum.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(COUGHS)

What are you doing?
I just restarted your heart.

And then I gave you
a hydrocortisone injection.

Does that mean I'm good to work?
Of course not.

Doc - Apart from nearly drowning,
you also have Addison's disease.

You what? Your adrenal glands aren't
producing enough steroid hormones.

Don't understand a word.

You have a condition that
can be contained with tablets,

but you'll need to go to hospital
for a few days.

Did you understand that?

And you won't be able to go back
to work for at least two weeks.

Sorry, El.

Didn't mean to let you down.

Hey, you can visit him
in hospital, Mum.

Paul? Why would I wanna do that?

I can easy find someone else.

Well, that's a bit harsh, isn't it?
Setbacks are a part of any business.

What are you talking about?

You didn't think I was
going out with him, did you?

(CACKLES)

You are such a romantic!

There's a huge demand
for shellfish in Spain.

I was dealing with the suppliers,
and he was catching the fish.

Least, he was until his hand
slowed him down.

You weren't putting pressure on him
to go back to work, were you? No!

Course not.

I just told him if he wasn't up
to the job, I'd find somebody else.

Mum, did you come back here
for us or for business?

Well, two birds, one stone -
know what I mean?

Morwenna?

I was just about to do something,
whatever that was.

Take a seat. You can't give me
an injection against my will.

Spores may have entered your body
and produced a poison

that causes a spasm so violent
it can fracture your spine.

Don't sound so bad.

Unless you let me give you
this injection, I will fire you.

That'll do.

Right.

That didn't hurt a bit.
I haven't done it yet.

Agh!

£1,000.
Sure that'll be enough?

Don't want you running short, now.
That'll be fine, thank you.

You'll be able to pay it back?
It's a capital investment.

Spend money to make money.

I feel bad for
the small businessman.

Ignored by the banks,
left to fend for himself.

I just don't want there
to be a problem with repayments.

There won't be.
Of course there won't, Norman.

(CHUCKLES) He's a worrier.

I think I've made such a mistake.
It's only a timetable.

With Mum. I told myself
I'd never trust her again,

and then... (SIGHS) Nevermind.

I don't suppose you want to get out
for a while for dinner? No.

Nope, didn't think so.

We've got nothing in the house,
you know? Fine, let's eat out.

You sure?
Yes.

OK.

Who was the first
British prime minister?

I don't know.

OK. I mean, first female
British prime minister.

Why are you asking me this?

There's something we need
to talk about. Talk, talk, talk!

I'm beginning to think
that's all there is to you.

No, don't think that. I've changed.
You promised me so much.

You said it would be
a roller coaster.

And I meant it. I mean, I mean it.

We'll go out. Tonight.
The two of us.

Dinner, dancing.

Whatever you like. The most
romantic night of your life.

In Portwenn?

Whatever it takes.

What about James?
Hm.

Is that a good or a bad grunt?
Henry.

Mm, Henry. My grandfather's name,
an accomplished physician.

He gave me a frog to kill
and dissect on my fifth birthday.

James was also the name
of my grandfather,

and he was a postman.
I see.

Don't say "I see" like that.

It doesn't make your choice
any more valid. I didn't.

What if we use both names?
Henry James?

James Henry.

No.
Martin! What?

Oh.

MAGGIE: Hi.

What are you doing?
We should ask them to join us.

Absolutely not.

Are you doing that because
I prefer Henry James?

I would never be so petty. Really!

Hi.
Hello, there.

Doc, Louisa.
Nice to see you again.

Well, sit down, join us.
No, no. Don't want to bother you.

Well, it's no bother at all -
really.

Hey. (CHUCKLES)

Thank you. And who's this?

Martin. Martin, this is Maggie.
Hi.

Yes.

Joe? Are you gonna sit down?
Erm, OK.

BERT: Right, now. I'll be back
shortly to take your orders.

Well... this is nice.

I see you found the rest of 'em.

Yeah. I did.
Now, before you saying anything,

I've spoken to the bank,

and I've arranged an extension
on the overdraft.

Everything's gonna be just fine.
How are you gonna pay that back?

You're doing it again.
Sorry. Sorry, erm..

You've been doing this a long time.

I should show more faith in you.
That's fine.

Oh. That means a lot, does that.

Don't worry.
Everything's under control.

So, you must tell us how you met.
It's not much of a story.

Well, he came into the salon
where I was working.

All dressed up in his police
uniform.

I thought he was gonna arrest me.
He was just after a haircut.

A very nice one, too.

So, when did you get back together?
When I tracked him down.

Idiot. Just moved here
without saying a word.

Baby names. What have you got?

Any closer?
Well, we're considering a few.

Which ones do you like?

Henry.

That's a great name. I love it.

Henry Ellingham.
"Hello, Henry. How are you?"

Like I said, we're just
discussing it at the moment.

Why do you keep rubbing your hands?

Oh. Just a bit chilly.

Yes. It is a bit chilly.

Someone should speak to Bert,
get him to drag a heater out here.

Actually, I was just thinking
how warm it was this evening.

Is the rest of your body cold?

Doc, really!
We're trying to order our food.

Now is not the time.
It's just my hands.

Why did you say that PC Penhale
had just moved here?

Because he has -
Doc, that is enough now!

All these questions - really!

So, her hands are a bit cold.
It's not a crime.

I should know.

And sometimes people
just wanna eat... food,

and not be asked things
and more... things!

Come on, Mags.
Why are you acting like this?

Me? It's him!
Joe, what are you doing?

When you came to my surgery
earlier...

It wasn't for me. No.

It was for Mags.

What do you mean?
I'm sorry.

But you were gone so long, and...

then you came back.
I just wanted one more day.

Right, now.
Are you ready for your puds?

Now, 'death by chocolate' is -
Well, it's simply to die for.

Any headaches, nausea or vomiting?

No.

Can you remember where you were
this morning?

At the police station.
And last week?

Well, I thought I was...

I thought I was in Bude with Joe.

But...

(SIGHS) I don't understand.
How can it be years later?

Do you have a history of migraines?

Erm... I used to get them
when I was younger.

The occasional one now.

Lights off, curtains closed,
have a lie down.

I'm sorry. This is just... so weird!

What's the last thing you clearly
remember before coming to Portwenn?

I woke up in the flat.

And... half the wardrobe was empty.

And all Joe's stuff was gone.
He'd left me.

I didn't. Not then, not now.

You left me.
I did?

You said you were bored, stuck.

You left and I did everything
to try and get you back, and...

it didn't work. Can we get back
to the matter in hand, please?

You met someone else - Tony.

Worked across the road from
the salon in that car repair place.

I don't know anyone called Tony.

An inability to remember
people or events

can be a facet of
transient global amnesia.

Are you being serious, Joe?
Or is this one your stupid games?

I'm being serious.
I phoned Tony just now.

Apparently,
you were gonna marry him,

You found out he was seeing
someone else and you kicked him out.

They weren't my clothes
in the wardrobe, Mags.

They were his.

This doesn't make any sense.

We're married.
We're not.

Not any more.

It does make sense.
Episodes of transient global amnesia

can be traced to physically or
emotionally stressful incidents.

It doesn't last more
than a few days most often.

Your memory will come back,
and it's not harmful.

That depends how you look at it.

I lied to you, Mags. I should've
brought you here straightaway.

I know you must hate me now
more than ever.

I should.

Maybe I will, but...

I know you love me, and...

I know that...

I'm not sure what I know.

Tony wants to come and collect you.
No.

If this happened because of...
W-What did you call it?

Er, an emotionally stressful
incident.

I'd rather stay here.
Until everything comes back,

and... till I can work out
what to do.

Right. Just to be on the safe side,

I'll book you in for
a brain scan tomorrow.

Poor Joe.
The man's a moron.

Deliberately concealed
a seriously ill woman from me

for his own benefit.

Well, yes.
But it was sort of romantic.

Idiotic.
I agree.

But still. I don't know why
I'm even discussing it with you.

You're hardly
mister hearts and flowers.

Well, forgive me if I think
that taking advantage

of a person's medical condition
isn't the height of romance.

We still need to register
a name by tomorrow.

Actually, I've er...
filled in the form already.

No, Martin. I thought it
had gone on long enough.

You had no right to just go ahead
and decide our child's name.

Well, it's done now.

I'm sure James Henry
will be happy with it.

James Henry?
Yes.

Thank you.
Hm.

Hello, James Henry.

Make sure you get the crook
of your arm under his head.

Yep, I have.

And support his back with
your forearm.

Yep, I know how to hold a baby.
Yes, I know.

Just giving you some advice.
Martin, shut up.

Yes.

Are you calling me fat?

Ellingham, anyone who upsets
my Maggie

upsets me - and I really
don't think you wanna do that.

Do you want me to jump down?
No!

All right! All right!
You stay up there.

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