Doc Martin (2004–…): Season 7, Episode 2 - The Shock of the New - full transcript

Get out.

RACHEL: Take a seat.

- Why are you here, Martin? - I understand
you recently moved from London.

- That's correct. - And you obtained
your doctorate in psychotherapeutic
theory at the age of 23.

- Correct. - Your research
was well received.

And now you are here seeing
a few private patients.

- Again correct.
- Why?

This hour is about you.

Why are you here?

I would have thought that was obvious.

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



but either refuses it or
can't see the need for it --

You don't have to patronise
me to make your point.

I'm sorry.

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

I was an unwanted child.

I failed to develop a normal
attachment to my parents,

resulting in an inability
to form adult relationships.

I exhibit poor communication skills,

I have unrealistic expectations
of others and a blood phobia.

You will diagnose Attachment Disorder.

I see you've done some homework.

Yes. And how long will this take to fix?

This isn't surgery, Martin.

This is a process.



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

But I would suggest we follow your lead.

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

- And you don't want things
to go back to that? - No.

What are you afraid of, Martin?

Of loosing her.

How would you like to change
your relationship?

What would you like to be different?

- For my wife to be happy.
- Not for you both to be happy?

I think happiness is overrated.

But not for your wife?

No.

Do you feel that you are to blame?

Yes.

I do think it would be useful for
me to meet Louisa at some point.

- Is that really necessary?
- This is about you and your wife.

It follows that I see you both.

Yes.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Ohh...

Uh!

- Hello?

Anyone home?

You sell your lobsters on the
south coast, don't you, Gus?

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

What if I bought all your lobsters,
save you the hassle and petrol money?

- What are you up to now?
- Well, I joined Voucher Angels.

They take care of the advertising. You
go to their website, print out a voucher

and then bring your wife along for the
best two-for-one lobster dinner in town.

- Sounds shady to me. - Totally
legit. A proper job. Gordon's been
packing them in since he joined.

- So, what do you say? - Nope. - Oh, come
on, Gus. I've got a wedding to pay for.

Ooh, am I getting an invite?

That depends if we can make a deal.

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

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

So long as you're all right. It don't
matter that I'm about to lose my shirt!

Are things that bad, Bert?

I can go 15% off. Only till
you get yourself sorted. That do you?

You've got yourself a deal.

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

- What?
- Three hundred quid.

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

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

Look, two hundred is the best I can do.

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

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

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

He snored most of the way, mind you.

The first break I've had in ages.

Well, we are delighted to have you here.

Anything you want, you just ask.

A cup of tea would be wonderful.

Let's get settled in first. Then
I'll bring the tea up to you.

- We don't mind having it here.
- Milk and sugar?

Just milk. I don't do sugar.

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

Plus you have to watch the waistline.

Not that you have to watch anything.

No. I do. My blood-sugar levels.
I've had some little problems.

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

Well, if it's rest and relaxation
you're after, this is just the spot.

Here you go. All mod cons.

Ah.

Oh, it's nice here.

Peaceful.

Yes.

We've had a tough few months.

Yes. I said to him maybe it's time I see
what this fishing thing is all about.

He's crazy for it...

Are you all right?

Yes.

Just making sure the bed
is properly... calibrated.

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

And I want to make sure
everything is perfect.

Ah.

- Well, there was talk of a cup of tea.
- Milk. No sugar. And I'll get your bag.

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

Er, just my order, please.

Of course.

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

- Put it on my account,
would you? - Yes, Doctor.

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

Me, too.

Ibuprofen. Four hundred milligrams.

- Why such a high dosage? - You took the
words right out of my mouth, Dr Ellingham.

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

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

Does that hurt?

I suppose so.

It might be cervical spondylosis.
What do you think, Dr Ellingham?

- It's very common in women of her age.
- Thank you, Mrs Tishell.

- How long have you been in pain?
- Oh, a few days.

Really?

A couple of weeks. A month at the most.

- Up to the surgery. - I'm fine.
- I have other patients. Chop, chop!

Your tablets!

Yes.

Where are you?

Al?

- Everything OK? - We're still
waiting on that cup of tea.

Right. OK. Yeah.

Right here.

Aaah! Mouse!

- Are you tired?
- I've had a lot on.

A tricky parole assessment.

Well, you've a slight temperature.
I'll run some tests.

An erythrocyte sedimentation
rate and a C-reactive protein.

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

Inflammation of the neck and shoulders
are classic symptoms of rheumatism.

Plus, you fit the profile. You're over
70, white, female and Northern European.

I'm stiff from desk work, that's all.

Shall I do this for you?

No.

Right. Come and take a seat.

How are things going with Dr Timoney?

- Hm, that good? - You know, if it is
polymyalgia, you'll have to slow down a bit.

What exactly do you mean by that?
It's an easily treatable condition.

I'm just saying that at your age
you ought to be cutting back.

My age?

There's no question of slowing down.

I've been offered a non-executive
position at the Maudsley.

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

If all goes well, I shall be spending
a considerable amount of time in London.

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

I think I can manage.

Hm. We'll see about that.

We've been upgrading and it must
have strayed in from the fields

while the building work was going on.

I knew we should have stayed
at a proper hotel.

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

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

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

Well, actually... that's a great idea.

Yeah.

I'll come with you. In
case that mouse returns.

OK. But, erm, you do know that
fishing is a silent sport?

Don't want to spook them by making noise.

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

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

Of it.

Of the mouse.

The lone mouse. I'll get rid of it.

Send her my love, won't you?

Next patient?

Mrs Chubbin.

- Mrs Chubbin! - You, dear.
- Oh. - You're next.

Hi.

Hello.

Louisa.

Martin.

Er... You're early.

Yeah. Sorry. Er...

Shall we?

Er, yes. I'll get your case.

- Well, I say!

All right. The show's over!

Take a seat.

The place looks tidy.

Er, yes, I had a... tidy.

Hello, James.

How are you?

Erm... Would you like me to
take your suitcase upstairs?

I've brought you something from Spain.

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

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

Yes, I know what it is.

Filled with salt and
fats and God knows what.

It's a gift, Martin.

Yes.

Yes, of course. Thank you.

How... How was the journey?

A bit tiring.

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

And your shoulder?

It's still a bit stiff, sometimes.

Well, that's to be expected.

What about your... head?

- Any pain? - No. - Blurring of vision?

I'm fine, Martin, thank you.

Sorry, doc. Mrs Chubbin is
not getting any younger.

Erm... Shall we talk later?

- Yes. Of course. - I wasn't
expecting you so early and I...

It's fine. Really. Go.

Thank you for the sausage.

You're welcome.

Mrs Chubbin!

Right. Come here, you little...!

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

Turns out we've got an extra
guest. A bloody mouse!

- Damn!
- Calm down.

They'll be back anytime soon now!

You're letting this get on top of you.

I think it lives in here.

Ah!

Oh, yes! If I could just
get hold of the little...!

It had to choose today of all days
to make its appearance. Didn't it?

Eh? This is how it starts. First,
there's one mouse. Then there's two.

The next thing you know it's
a full-blown infestation!

Do you think you can take it from here?

Nice one, Ruth.

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

So, you're back.

Yeah, we're back.

And how are things?

Fine. The journey was a bit stressful
for James, but he's all right.

Yeah.

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

Morwenna.

I'm starting back at school soon.
I need someone to look after James.

- You don't happen to know anyone,
do you? - My flatmate Janice.

- She's between jobs.
- What is she like?

She's lovely.

What, lovely and qualified?

- She worked in a nursery for a bit. - Well,
that sounds good. Yeah, I should meet her.

Here.

So, on a scale of one to
ten, how are you two doing?

I'll let Janice know then.

Yeah. Thank you.

'Ere, Joe,

you heard of Voucher Angels?

Yeah, I got a day in a spa from
them. For a friend, not me.

My restaurant is with them now.

Print off a voucher. Bring a date. You'll be
guaranteed a two-for-one lobster meal to remember.

Nice.

Notice anything different about me?

Don't tell me. Hair cut?

- A nervous tick?
- Got a new Taser.

- A Taser? - Our Inspector has been campaigning
for all rural officers to be issued with them.

Fifty thousand volts.

Capable of incapacitating the
most violent of offenders.

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

He go down OK?

- Yes.
- Good.

- Oh, where have you
put the towel? - Erm...

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

Oh.

So what are your plans?

Let's eat.

Are we staying together, Louisa?

All I thought about while I was away
was how we can make this work.

We just need to find
a way to get things...

.. back on track.

Yes.

We can't go on the way we were.

No, we can't.

OK. Here's what I think.

Perhaps it would help us be together
better, if we were apart.

More apart.

- So, I think --
- You should move out?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I see.

It wouldn't have to be forever.

No?

Just until things... change.

Right.

I don't know what else to do.

I've been seeing a therapist.

- Really? - I had my
first session last week.

Dr Timoney.

She'd like to meet you.

Why?

She feels it would, er,

facilitate the process.

Oh.

Where will you go?

I'll look for somewhere tomorrow.

I'll move James into the bedroom
and put my things in the nursery.

Just for the time being.

How is it?

It could take a little seasoning.

Yes, I think so, too.

- I'll get it.
- No... OK. Thank you.

Shall I?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Oh.

Ohh...

- Martin?

Yes?

Come in.

I brought your clock for the morning.

Oh, right.

Thank you.

Are you sure you're comfortable in here?

Yeah. It's fine.

Thank you. Thank you for doing this.

You're welcome.

Yeah. Well, good night.

Good night.

Sorry, you should have woken me.

I was up.

- Do you want more coffee?
- No. Thank you.

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

Mm, that's the plan.

- Would you like me to
come with you? - Yeah.

Yeah. Thank you, Martin.

- Morning.

I'm Janice. Now which one
of you is James Henry?

I have patients.

- Morning.
- Good morning.

- Well, I hope you slept well.
- Not too bad, I suppose.

I kept waking up thinking
I could hear scratching,

imagining those little legs
scurrying across the bed.

Well, I want you to imagine this.

A free upgrade to our premium package,

which includes a chauffeured
boat trip out across the lake.

Oh, I do like the sound of that.

Isn't that nice, Paul?

Yes.

Lovely.

I'm fine.

No. You're not. You have
polymyalgia. Exactly as I suspected.

I'll start you on a high dose of corticosteroids
with a gradual reduction over time.

I'm aware of the treatment. Just write
me a prescription and let me go.

- What's wrong with your jaw? - For God's
sake, Martin, stop scrutinising me.

Sit down. Sit down.

- Any blurring of your vision? - Some.

Headaches?

You know, not telling your GP all
your symptoms is really irresponsible
and actually quite stupid.

- Stay there. I'll do a temporal
artery biopsy. Morwenna can assist.

Morwenna!

I do not have giant cell arteritis.

Ruth, both conditions can occur in tandem and
none of your symptoms suggest that they haven't.

If we act speedily enough on this we
could stop you losing your eyesight.

Fine.

Just don't mess up my hair.

'Ere, Min, what goes good with lobster?

- Cider.
- Oh!

- Oh, just a minute.

Hello. Bert Large here.

Oh, hello, Beryl.

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

'Ere, Becky!

You and your friends fancy earning
a bit of pocket money tomorrow?

It's just I've got a big do planned in
the restaurant and I need a bit of help.

- How much? - I thought
you worked for tips.

Forty quid -- each.

- There'll be a lot of happy people
there. - Forty. In advance.

Thirty. On the night.

Done.

Right. Six o'clock sharp.
Don't be late. See you then.

Scalpel.

Arthritis in the brain?

Ar-te-ritis. Giant cell arteritis.

Hm, sounds like a horror flick.

Will you stop talking?
And will you keep still?

Thank you.

Are you all right, doc?

Tweezers.

It's an inflammation of
the arteries in the temple

that can lead to permanent
visual impairment.

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

Dish.

And suture.

- Needle and thread.
- Oh.

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

- What on earth for? - For being your
assistant. - You're not my assistant.

What am I doing now then? The Riverdance?

Sssh.

I'll send this sample off for analysis.

And I'll give you an injection
of prednisolone.

But, if it is giant cell arteritis,

you are going to have to
cut down on your work load.

Scissors.

What I do with my life is my business.

Plaster.

Treatment is a minimum of two years
on steroids, with weekly check-ups.

You also run an increased risk of
hypertension, osteoporosis and stomach
ulcers.

If you come round tomorrow afternoon
I'll give you your results.

I'm going to London tomorrow at 11.

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

Noted.

I shall return in ten days. You
can give me the results then.

Why do I bother?

What are you doing?

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

That's the one. Yeah, the large
kitchen-diner, good-size bedroom.

Yeah.

Oh.

Right. Is there anything else?

Oh. Goodbye.

So rude.

Have you got anything yet?

No.

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

You just sit there for hours

and nothing happens.

It's about the peace and quiet.

Er...

- Do you have to keep doing that?
- Just trying to get comfortable.

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

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

- I am a bit peckish. - What part of 'peace
and quiet' are you struggling with?

Don't take that tone with me, Paul.

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

Well, it's weird sitting in silence,
I mean, it's not natural.

- It's like you came on holiday to
ignore me. - I came here to fish!

I'm the one who had the operation.

And I'm the one who worked double shifts,
looked after you and took you everywhere.

All I want is a few days when
I can just sit and do nothing.

Al, take me back to the house.

- What about the fishing? - I'm never going to
get my fishing done with her talking away. Am I?

Couldn't row a little faster, could
you? It's a bit nippy out here.

Anything you say.

Oh! Oh!

- Heather! - I'm sorry.
- Heather! - Oh, my God!

- No. Sit down, please. We'll go over.
- Oh, I think he's broken my nose!

If you tip your head back --

No. No. Forwards! You've got
to lean your head forwards.

- Ohh! - Sit down! - Ohh!

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

Oh...

You got my lobsters, Gus?

- I got these two here.
- What are you talking about?

The propeller on that damn tourist boat
cut through the line to my holding pot.

- You've put me in a right pickle,
haven't you? - I'm in it too, Bert.

You know how much a new holding pot costs?

What am I supposed to do now?

Call it off. Reschedule
for some other time.

I can't. Those voucher people will sue.

- Try Chippy Miller, he might sell
you some. - All right. All right.

Look, just let me have the cash back.

Here's the thing with the cash.

- I don't have it. - Well, you'd better
get it. I need 40 lobsters by tonight.

I can't do it, Bert. I gave it to the
ex, she had to have a new washer.

I've paid for lobsters that are
still crawling round the sea.

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

You can have these here, if it helps.

How... are two lobsters going to feed 40?

This isn't the Bible!

Well, if it looks swollen, Mr
Bourough, then it probably is.

All right. Well, I'll book
you in for ten tomorrow.

All right. Cheers, Roland.

- Morwenna, is Martin free?
- Morwenna, can you find me, erm...

Hello.

Have you got a minute?

Er, yes.

Erm, that thing we said we'd do.

Well, they can show us round this evening.

Ah. Right.

That's if you still want to come?

Yes, of course.

- Doc! Doc! - Oh! - It's her nose.

Ah. Really?

- It won't stop bleeding.
- Right. Go through.

Not you two. Just... the woman.

- Are you OK?
- Yes, I'm fine.

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

- Go.
- Oh, yes.

Take a seat.

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

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

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

Be all right.

Probably.

- Are you on any medication?
- Warfarin. I've got atrial fibrillation.

You should know warfarin is an anticoagulant.
That's why your blood isn't clotting.

Morwenna! Come in here!

Your heartbeat is very irregular.

Last month, the specialist gave my
heart an electric shock to fix it.

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

Put some gloves on. Take your
hands out of the way, please.

Oh! Ah!

Morwenna, hold that.

Uh, uh.

Ah. Is it broken?

No. But I will need to cauterise
your nostrils to stop the bleeding.

Uh!

Ooh! Aah.

Ah.

Silver nitrate.

Those giant matchstick thingys?

Oh, God. Is it going to sting?

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

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

- Ah! Aah, aah.
- Quiet. Quiet.

Right. That's it.

Ohh...

Er, nasal sponge.

I was thinking 30%.

For what?

Pay rise. For being your assistant.

Really?

Next nostril.

Oh. Er...

Oh.

I really am so sorry.

I feel terrible.

- I think I might be feeling a bit
worse than you, Al. - I can see that.

The best restaurant in town is
having a lobster special tonight.

My treat.

You're my first customers.
Let me turn this around.

Let's end it on the right note.

I don't know.

We'll have to go back and change.

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

What do you think?

All right?

Thank you very much.

Good evening, ladies. What can I get you?

Ah. The two-for-one lobster
meal deal? Certainly.

- Personally, I wouldn't recommend it.
- Really? We had our hearts set on the lobster.

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

I wouldn't want either of you to get shellfish
poisoning as a result of the sewage outfall.

What sewage outfall?

Sssh!

In the harbour last week.
Didn't hear about it?

No.

I could cook you a lovely
piece of chicken.

But we...

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

Ruth! Ruth!

Martin.

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

Are you...

seriously still planning on
taking that job in London?

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

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

Only because you're being so obstinate.

Oh. Glass houses, Martin.

It's not about me.

You're obviously frustrated with
the situation with Louisa and looking
to take it out on someone.

- No, I am not.
- Oh? That's all sorted then?

No.

She's moving out and we're going
to look at somewhere this afternoon.

But this is not about me. This is about you being
obstinate and not taking care of yourself.

I respect your opinion, Martin.
Just as I'm sure you respect my
decision to totally disregard it.

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

Good for you.

A lot of people say that you need kids to
make a marriage complete, but I don't agree.

Sorry, what do you mean?

You don't know about lobster hormones?

A known cause of infertility
in the male area.

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

Dad, have you got a table for two?

- No. We're fully booked.
- But you've got to help me out here.

It's been a total disaster.
She hates fishing.

There was a mouse. We nearly capsized.

And you see the state of her nose?

- That was me. - Yeah.

Got a lovely spot for you.

The best table in the house.

Please. And I'm going to stick around to make
sure they take good care of you. All right?

Ah, it seems... It seems very pleasant.

With a view.

White or red? Anything
you want. It's on me.

Please.

Well, as we're having
lobster, white, I think.

- Heather?
- Mm-hm.

He does...

Spanish dancing, as well.

I'll just get your wine. All right?

It has all the usual amenities.

Er, gas...

- Electric hob.
- Microwave.

- Excuse me.
- Oh.

- It's, er, handy for --
- Excuse me. - Oh.

.. handy for the school.

My Astrid is really looking
forward to seeing you.

You are coming back, aren't you?

Yeah.

- So there really is nothing else
available? - Not this side of Bodmin.

Can I ask...

why you're moving from
your present location?

- No.
- No.

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

There isn't any carpeting.

- There's stone floors. It's rustic.
- The point is children fall down.

- And they bounce right back up again,
don't they? - No, they don't.

- It's abysmal.
- Mm.

Yes.

Yes, it is.

However, as I said, Doctor, it is the
only one available in the village.

Come on.

Oh!

Oh, dear.

Sorry.

We'll both have the lobster.

Good choice. However, might
I recommend the chicken?

Our chef has come up with a recipe which
I think you'll find quite delightful.

We'll stick with the lobster.

I really recommend the chicken.

I think they'd like the lobsters.

They're having the chicken.

Don't worry. I'll choose
your lobster for you.

There's a skill to it, you know. The more active
the lobster, the more tender the meat.

They say the same about a chicken.

Just bring the lobsters
so they can choose one.

As you wish.

Becky!

- What have you done to my lobsters?
- I gave them some water to swim in.

- They were bored. - What
water? Where did you get it?

The tap.

Fresh water kills lobsters, Becky.
It's salt water they need!

GIRL: Stop it! Help! Help! Stop it! Help!

Stop it! No!

- No, leave me alone!
- I've got a Taser.

I've got a Taser.

- They're dead! - No, they're not. They're
just sleepy. They've had a long day.

- I'll go and cook them now.
- Oh, come on!

Everybody knows that lobsters must be freshly
killed just before they're cooked.

- You'll give us all food poisoning
or worse! - Nobody eat the lobster!

Nobody is going to get food poisoning.

And they are not dead. Look!

Look, everything's all right.
Look, look, he's still alive.

He's still alive. Look. Look. Look!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What's going on, Bert?

Everything's fine, Joe. It's just a fussy
customer who thinks he knows everything.

What? This lobster's dead!

And has been for quite some
time. So just apologise now.

- Oh, well done, Paul.
- Apologise, Dad.

No. I am not going to.

- Everybody, quiet!
- A matter of principle.

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

I came on this holiday for some peace
and quiet! If he doesn't apologise,

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

- They are fine. The lobster
is fine. - Apologise now!

- Just give me that lobster!
- Sir, I'm not going to say it again.

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

Aaa-aaa-aaah!

I suppose it could be worse.
Although I'm not sure how.

- Why don't you just wait until
somewhere else becomes available?
- No, best to get it over with.

I'll tell them I'll take it.

No. Don't.

I'll take it.

- I'll move out.
- Really?

Yeah. The surgery is James's home.
I don't want to think of you living
somewhere you're not happy.

- No, Martin, you can't.
- Why not?

Because it doesn't make sense. This is
your home and you've got your patients.

It's a couple of minutes walk.

I want to do this.

Doc! We need you at the restaurant!

- Erm...
- You're kidding.

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

What's happened?

Technically, this woman might have been
shot with 50,000 volts of electricity.

Idiot.

Do you know where you are?

- Here. - Is she going to be all right?

Actually, her pulse is more
regular than it was before.

I suppose the electric current could have
shocked her heart back into sinus rhythm.

I think we can all agree this little
puppy has performed a medical miracle.

You just Tasered a woman
with a heart condition.

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

- Right. Bring her up to the surgery.
I'll prep the ECG. - OK.

It's all right. I know the way.

- We want our money, Bert.
- You and me both.

Erm, I put this in a frame.
I thought you might like it.

It's from that afternoon
we went to Padstow.

Thank you.

You know, I don't... erm... I
don't miss the peace and quiet.

What?

Now that you're back,

I don't miss it.

What are you trying to say, Martin?

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

And quiet.

And now that you're back, it's not

and that's fine.

Thank you, Martin.

Sorry, doc, I've got the pathology lab in
Truro on the phone about your Aunt Ruth.

Thank you.

Are you sure?

How far advanced?

Get my aunt on the phone.

Right.

Right. Well, can you scan the
whole report and email it to me?

Thank you.

Voicemail.

Erm...

Right.

- Where are you going?
- Bodmin Station.

Right.

Well, have a good trip.

And I hope this little incident won't sour
your views on Portwenn Fishing Holidays.

Ruth.

- Were those your first
guests? - Afraid so.

Not off to a very good start then.

Could have been better.

Should I ask?

Probably not.

- Are you OK, Ruth?
- Of course I am.

- Well, sit down.
- I have a train to catch.

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

Thanks, Al.

- You can't take that job.
- Good morning, Martin.

Look, despite your persistent attempts
to prove to the contrary, you do
have giant cell arteritis

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

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

I do understand that.

How long have you been
ignoring your symptoms?

A few months.

(SIGHS)

Ruth, I would really appreciate it
if you would just take my advice.

All right, Martin.

Let's go home.

Right.

Oh, I'll take that. Here.

Both parties should always be open to the idea
that they may be responsible for what's happened.

Take it all. I'm done.

Did you know Dr Timoney wanted
us to do couples' therapy?

- I could drop round the odd
casserole now and again. - No.

What can these lucky fisher people expect
to take away from this fabulous holiday?

Fish.