Doc Martin (2004–…): Season 8, Episode 5 - From the Mouths of Babies - full transcript

Hold on a second, guys.

Oh! Ohhh...

Oh, Toby, give me a hand.

Right. Let's have a look.

Mummy...

There's definitely another
one coming through.

Look, his gums are pink.

And sore.

I know.

That teething gel clearly didn't work

or he wouldn't be up half the night.



I agree.

Look, really.

In here. Must you?

Go on, get out. Honestly.
Come on. This way.

Well, my mother used to rub
some whisky onto my gums.

Doesn't surprise me. She's a dipsomaniac.

No, she's not, Martin.

In your basket.

Anyway, it was just a thought.

You know I've got my
class in Truro tomorrow.

Yes?

So is it OK if I swap with you

and take James to nursery
this morning instead?

Er... yes, that's fine.



- Good.
- Good.

Right, well, hopefully
we'll have time to stop

at the pub on the way.

- What?
- Whisky.

Oh, yes, yes. Very good.

Because if it is, it needs to be verified.

- Auntie Angela.
- Yes?

- How old is this building?
- Er... I don't know.

This is the nephew I told you about.

My younger brother's boy, Toby.

- Welcome to Portwenn.
- Are you the Head?

Are you going to be teaching
me or is someone else?

I am the Head, yes, and I
will be teaching you sometimes.

Thank you for taking him.

He usually stays with cousins in Wales

but they're away too, so
I've got him for two weeks.

My parents are in Dubai.
Have you ever been to Dubai?

They call people who live there Dubaians.

What do they call people
who live in Portwenn?

Lots of things. Toby,
just be quiet for a minute.

- How's the new surgery going?
- I'm still setting up.

It's good you're going to
be close to the village.

Let's find someone to
introduce you to. Ella?

Would you mind showing Toby around?

Yes, Miss.

- Go on. She'll look after you.
- OK.

Bye-bye, Auntie Angela.

He's a smart boy. Difficult
to handle sometimes.

My brother thinks he might have ADHD.

- Has he been assessed for it?
- Not that I know of.

I'll keep an eye on him and
call if there are any problems.

I'd appreciate that.

Right. Lots of work to do.

Bye, Toby.

All right. Come on, then.
Let's get you inside.

- Are you OK?
- It's my ear.

Sleeping on a camp bed
by a draughty window.

Well, if you wake up and
need to come disturb me,

I won't kick up a fuss.

Like two bugs in a rug we'd be.

I can't hear out of this one now.

Rub under the ear.

You just need a tender touch.

I reckon the Doc can sort this out.

You should go and see the
doctor, Mrs O'Donnell.

Get a proper diagnosis.

It's just a cold thing.
There's a lot of it around.

Cough sweets will be fine. Blackcurrant.

All right. Good morning, Ruth.

Cherry. Lemon.

Blackcurrant must be round
the back. One moment.

I don't really have time to see doctors.

Walter and I have a big
exhibition coming up

at the Delabole Arts Centre.

Oh, congratulations.

That's one of Walter's paintings.

My sculptures are on the back.

Course, he had to be on the front.

Look it's right here on the middle shelf.

Do I have to do everything myself?

Here you go.

Thank you.

Thank you.

There you go.

Have you got a new assistant
back there, Sally?

No.

I was just muttering to myself.

As you do.

I'll have to order this.

You'll have to come back tomorrow.

I'll see you tomorrow, then.

Is it a dull or a sharp ache?

Mostly dull, then sharp, then dull again.

There's redness and swelling
in the tympanic membrane.

- Sounds bad.
- It's not.

Don't have anything for stress
while I'm here, do you, Doc?

Chippy Miller told me about
this "mindfulness" thing.

Said it would help to calm my nerves,

put myself "in the moment".

Antibiotics. It should
clear up in a few days.

- Chippy Miller also...
- Just go.

Oh, well, I blame the ten pints I had.

See you later.

Al. Good to see you last night.

Thanks for stopping by.
More round the front.

I wanted to ask you about your whisky.

You said you made it yourself?

Yeah. Well, it's Large
Whisky. It's in the name.

Did I tell you my dad
got kicked by a horse?

No. No, you didn't and I'm sorry.

He got laid up at home,
realised he liked it.

So he's retiring and handing
over running of the pubs to me.

Camborne. Bude. Padstow.

And we've just opened one in St Ives.

So, what do you think?

Well done.

No, about your whisky.

I was wanting to buy some.

Oh. Sure.

I mean, obviously I'll have
to talk to my partners first.

Obviously, yeah. Here.

I had some business cards made up.

Oh, right.

Good, aren't they? That
font is called Impact.

Right.

So, we could start the ball
rolling with three cases.

- Three cases?
- A month, yeah.

See how we do for starters.

Lots of talking, this one.

All through class. And after.

I'll wait with him until Angela
gets here. You get off home.

Do you know how much the Brachiosaurus

eats every day to survive?

I don't, Toby, no.

More or less than a Diplodocus?

Erm... your Aunt will be
here soon. Let's ask her.

My favourite dinosaur is the Apatosaurus.

What's yours?

Gosh, I don't know.
Perhaps a Brontosaurus.

They're the same thing.
Didn't you know that?

Toby, I can't be an expert
at everything, can I?

Gosh, you do like to ask a
lot of questions, don't you?

But I think that's enough for now.

I suppose so. I was an early talker.

Dad said I started and never stopped.

Really?

Are you OK?

A bit of a headache, sore throat.

Sorry. Tricky ovariectomy,

made trickier by not knowing
where any of my instruments are.

All set? Let's go.

Angela, Toby's not feeling well.

He's got a sore throat and,
I think, a temperature.

You should take him up to see Martin.

Mm.

Pale gums.

Van, now.

See you soon. Bye, Toby.

Months they must have been there.

Mm?

Oh, you'll be the death
of me, you really will.

Sal?

Oh... Oh, hello.

Er... how can I help you, Bert?

I need some antibiotics for my ear.

Who you arguing with back there?

I don't know what you mean.

I think I know what's going on.

I went through this myself
when I lost my darling wife.

I often thought I heard
her in the next room

and if I cried out her name... Spooky.

- Really?
- At least I had Al.

But you're in here all alone.

- Must be hard.
- No, it's not hard.

I have customers coming in all the time.

Right now, I am engaged
in conversation with you.

Now, I know I'm not an
authority on this stuff,

but it seems to me, at some point,

you're gonna have to face facts.

Clive's gone.

And carrying on as if
nothing's happened...

not the best way forward.

£8.60.

Sal.

Everyone is so quick with the advice.

Because they care.

You can't shut people out, Sal.

You have paid for your
goods. You can go now.

- Sal.
- I'm closed for stock-taking.

- Go on. Out.
- Sal.

I'm closed for stock-taking, Mr Large.

Thank you. Good day.

Drugs.

Drugs.

Take your drugs...

.. and leave me alone.

Morwenna, make an
appointment for Mrs Gleebles

- in two weeks' time, please.
- No problem, Jan.

Oh. Ahh...

Finally succumbed to his charms, I see.

I'm glad you've opened your heart to him.

Get that dog out of here, Morwenna.

Who's this?

It's my nephew. He only arrived yesterday.

- My guess is tonsillitis.
- Is it? Come through.

Open your mouth. Look up.

Any illnesses going around at your school?

Not that I know of.

Do you have a rash anywhere?

Can he talk?

I told him if he keeps his
mouth shut for half an hour,

I'd cook him his favourite tea.

- Speak. Do you have a rash?
- Yes.

Where? Undo your shirt.

Do you like being a doctor? It
must be good helping people.

- I'd like to be a doctor.
- Really?

When did you decide that's
what you wanted to be?

- Were you younger than I am?
- Much younger.

I think...

- Works with dogs too.
- Oh.

Here.

- What are you doing?
- Giving him a sweetie.

Don't. He isn't really a dog.

How long have you had that cold?

Oh, I'm fine. We're here for him.

Do your shirt up.

So I was right, was I? Tonsillitis?

No. Scarlet fever.

But it is also caused by a
Group A strep infection.

So I was close.

There aren't degrees of right and wrong.

You either are or you
aren't. Open your mouth.

Scarlet fever's extremely infectious

for the first 24 hours.

- Oh. So no school, then?
- Certainly not.

He'll need antibiotics and
plenty of fluids and rest.

Right.

That goes into there.

Round there.

Cools down there.

Over here.

Where does that go?

Just sent an email to parents,

asking them to look out for
symptoms of scarlet fever.

Well done.

So, what did you think of Toby?

- Which one's Toby?
- The boy with scarlet fever.

- I can't discuss my patients.
- Yes, I know,

but his father thinks he may have ADHD.

He'll need to be assessed
by a child psychiatrist.

I just wondered if you'd noticed anything.

Because he has been a bit
disruptive in school today.

He might be naturally irritating.

Lots of children are.

You don't think James
is irritating, do you?

No. Of course not.

Well, he's still awake.

I'll try the teething
ring with him tonight.

That gel's just not working.

I was talking to Mel about it.

She's lots of kids
teething at the nursery.

She suggested a bracelet of amber beads.

Oh, for God's sake.

No, it's worth a look.
She gave me a leaflet.

Authentic Baltic Amber bracelet.

40 to 50 million years old.

Yeah. I'm not sure how it works, though.

It doesn't. It's a placebo
for desperate parents.

No proven benefits to it whatsoever.

Let's just wait until
we're desperate, then.

Ah... Ah...

Er...

No...

No.

I've put a change of clothes
and sun cream in his bag.

It's meant to get hot
later. I'm just so tired.

I hope I don't fall
asleep during the lecture.

Hold your breath for 15 seconds.
That should keep you awake.

- Martin.
- Oh.

- [Why is there a tooth spoon here?]
- [Tooth spoons are not...]

Sally!

It's Ruth.

I need to pick up my medication.

Sally?

Look, I'd really rather not stand here

talking to a pair of curtains.

Come down, please.

I'm closed for... stock-taking.

No, you really shouldn't
shut yourself away like that.

When are you opening again?

I don't know.

Were you talking to Clive yesterday?

Clive's dead.

Anyway, that's the sort of thing
only a crazy person would do.

If you're going to close the shop all day,

you really must put a
notice in the window.

Thank you, Ruth.

Good day, Ruth, and goodbye, Ruth.

Dr Ellingham? I was hoping to have a word.

Come to the surgery like everyone else.

About my uveitis.

All right. Let me see.

Show me.

Oh. Why didn't you come
back to the surgery?

I haven't had time.

I was focusing on finishing my painting.

Some folks just paint the ocean, Doc.

I paint what the ocean feels.

Yeah, well, just come to the surgery.

Martin. There really is a
problem with Mrs Tishell.

What sort of problem?

She's been avoiding dealing
with Clive's death,

burying her emotions,

and now she seems to be talking to Clive.

Under the circumstances...

I know, a relatively normal reaction

but not the way she's going about it.

Is she there now? It looks closed.

That's because she's shut herself inside.

And with her history of self-medication...

All right. Yes. I'll go and see her.

Mrs Tishell.

Mrs Tishell, you have prescriptions

belonging to patients
of mine, please open up.

- Mrs Tishell!
- What's happening?

- Er... the chemist's is closed.
- Yeah, well, I could tell that

from the way you were
hammering on the door.

Pick up that prescription for Jimmy?

Toby, yeah, I got it in Wadebridge.

- I forgot to get vapour rub.
- He doesn't need vapour rub.

It's for me.

Bring him tomorrow when
he's no longer infectious.

And we can talk about that cough.

No need. I'm fine.

Mrs Tishell?

Mrs Tishell!

There you go, my dear.

I could cook us a meal tonight.

Oh, no, please don't go to any trouble.

It's no trouble at all.

It gets lonely, eating on my own.

Bottle of wine.

Some company.

See where the night takes us.

Usually when I've finished
work, I'm ready for bed.

Well, that's an option, I s'pose.

Saves on the washing up.

Cards on the table...

I'm a woman.

You're a man.

Factually speaking, you're correct.

Oh... Sorry, bad timing.

No, no. Family emergency. Oi, Al!

Wait.

Al.

Hang on, boy.

I didn't mean to interrupt.

What you do with your personal life...

I'm glad you interrupted.

It's like living with an octopus.

I'm also glad you dropped by.

It's about time we started
mending our fences.

Well, I'm still not happy with you.

But I've had an offer. Rob Hellier.

We never got on with that family.

No. But he wants to buy three
cases of Large Whisky a month.

Then again, I might have
been too quick to judge.

Yeah.

The problem is, I can't set the still up.

- No, don't... don't laugh.
- I knew it.

I know you'd come back
for me sooner or later.

Well, I haven't spoken to Ruth yet.

If she says no to you being involved,

it's not happening, understand?

She will be fine.

Oh, Dad, it is that kind of attitude

that got you into trouble
in the first place.

So let me take the lead on this.

Or you can just stay here and
keep playing shop with Caitlin.

My daughter's got a headache.

They got an email from the school

about a scarlet fever outbreak.

Right, stop talking.

Initial indications are
headaches, high temperatures

and sore throats followed
by a blotchy red rash.

If any of your children
does not have these symptoms,

please leave the surgery immediately.

And if anyone has not come into
direct contact with the carrier,

please also leave.

Mr O'Donnell.

That's you, yes.

No, leave all that there. Don't need that.

Could you look after it, please?

Very valuable.

No, your eyes are still very inflamed.

Don't look any better than the
last time you came to see me.

The drops worked well to start with

and then they became less effective.

Did you complete the course?

I may have missed the
odd dose here and there.

We've been very pre-occupied.

I'll write a new prescription
but you need to complete it.

I'll refer you to an
ophthalmic consultant.

Well, I hope that does the trick, Doc.

I need my eyes more than most folk.

As an artist... I see things
the common man misses.

You might not see anything at
all unless you follow my advice.

You need to go to the
chemist in Wadebridge.

Oh, that's going to be hard,

what with the exhibition coming up.

You need to prioritise, Mr O'Donnell.

I'd be more concerned

with losing your sight for good
than a presentation of your art.

Helen Highwater.

Go through.

I'm collecting a few
people's medication for them.

If you give me the £8.60,

I can drop it round first thing tomorrow.

Thank you.

You know what? I'm going to
put you on the guest list.

Lily's exhibiting her sculptures
too. They're on the back.

Um... that's very kind
of you but I'm OK, thanks.

No. No, no... I insist.

What can I do for you, Al?

Could we talk about the whisky?

Yes. Come in.

I just thought it ended on the wrong note.

And maybe if there was an
opportunity to do it right...

You're proposing starting it up again?

Well, yes, but there's a very good reason.

There's been an order for some cases.

Yes.

But you need your father involved

because you don't know
how to work the still

and you're worried about how I'll react.

He's here, isn't he?

- Hello, boy.
- Ah.

I told you I would speak to Ruth first.

I reckoned I was old
enough and wise enough

to apologise to her myself.

Which I've done. Honestly and sincerely.

Well, you could have told me first. OK?

With this new order, I'm
willing to give it a go,

- on a month by month basis.
- Really?

Any decisions, I have the final say.

See?

All good, then.

Sorry I'm late.

I had some questions for
Sam after the tutorial.

He was explaining some things
that were quite interesting.

- Really?
- Yeah.

He was saying that all
babies are initially dominated

by instinctive selfish urges
for immediate gratification.

It's what they call the id.

Rudimentary Freudian psychology.

Doesn't he cover that sort
of thing within class hours?

Mostly, yes. I just had a few questions.

You bought a bracelet.

No, I didn't.

James had it on when I
collected him from nursery.

She said he'd been wearing it all day.

He seemed attached to it. I let
him keep it on till bedtime.

And how did he go down?

- He went fast asleep.
- Oh.

It's nothing to do with the bracelet.

He was tired.

She suggested he keep it on in bed.

She wouldn't know a choking
hazard if she choked on one.

- Oh, Martin. She means well.
- Mm...

Up until the 1950s, they
used to rub calomel powder

onto the gums of teething children,

giving them mercury poisoning
-- I'm sure they meant well too.

Is it true Mrs Tishell didn't open today?

Yes. Locked herself up until
further notice, apparently.

Oh, that's terrible.
Can't you do anything?

I knocked on her door
but she didn't answer.

Martin, you need to speak to her properly.

We know what happened last
time she went a bit odd.

How can I speak to her?
She won't open the door.

She trusts your medical
opinion. Lead with that.

Say that you need her advice on something.

What on earth would I need
Mrs Tishell's advice on?

You don't. It's just a
way of getting inside.

Well...

Er...

Excuse me.

You're... Excuse...

Excuse me.

Excuse me. You're blocking the
road! You're gonna have to move!

Oh, don't be ridiculous.
There's plenty of room.

Here, have one of my leaflets.

I don't want this. I don't have any pets.

Go on!

Shut the tailgate!

Move!

You're in the way!

Thank you!

He seems so much better.

He should wear the bracelet again today.

- Really?
- Where is it?

Why's it not there?

Oh, Buddy.

- Oh.
- Look, so cheeky.

Buddy. Good boy. That's it. Give it to me.

Buddy.

Buddy, come on. Give it here.

Come on, Buddy.

Ugh! No...

- For God's sake.
- Oh, Martin, I'll do this.

You should go and speak to Mrs
Tishell before surgery starts.

Don't forget to wash your hands.

Thank you... Ugh!

Mrs Tishell.

Mrs Tishell...

It's Dr Ellingham.

There's a medical problem I'd
like to discuss with you.

- Come in.
- Thank you.

Now, what's the problem?

Um... you are, Mrs Tishell.

In what way?

Been self-medicating again?

- No, of course not.
- Right.

Are you planning on
re-opening the pharmacy?

Mrs Tishell, have you been
speaking to your late husband?

Oh, Dr Ellingham.

Clive was always asking me
to do things and go places

and I was just so busy with
the shop and now I wish...

I just like talking to him

and now I'm scared people
will think I'm crazy

and take me away again.

Talking to a deceased relative

is a normal part of the grieving
process... mostly normal.

I think you'll find as time goes by

and you feel better in yourself,

you'll feel less and less
like talking to Mr Tishell.

Oh, Doctor...

You are right about everything.

Yes.

Should you feel the
need to speak to anyone,

then Dr Ellingham, my Aunt
Ruth, is always available.

My advice to you would be to
keep busy, re-open the pharmacy.

Because the village needs
you, and I need you.

Oh...

Doc...

If you say so.

Oh...

Oh, Clive.

You still here, Angela?

I've had a complaint about
you blocking the road.

Plus you need a Street Trading
Licence for this stuff.

I'm not trading, I'm demonstrating.

- Against what?
- As in showing

what my clinic can do.

Oh, stop mewling.

It's just a little nip.

What's going on?

Angela has created a situation

in which a wild dog has
attacked this innocent bystander.

It's not wild. It's my bloody dog.

I just brought it to her to
see if she could train it.

- Let me look.
- It's the big hairy one.

Not the dog, the hand. Idiot.

Let me see.

I can manage here, thank you very much.

You shouldn't be treating this man.

Questioning my proficiency
as a medical practitioner?

Has that cough got worse since yesterday?

No. I've just been
chasing after that rascal.

- Where's your nephew?
- At home.

- On his own?
- He's resting.

We've got an appointment to see you later.

Did you treat that bite with this?

This is Dermachen cream, a
barrier against mites and fleas.

And it's an antiseptic.

I can manage here, thank you very much.

Follow me.

I'm afraid under Section 75
of the 1961 Public Health Act,

I'm gonna need you to move on.

Doesn't Section 75

only refer exclusively
to built-up urban areas?

- Does it?
- I don't know.

And clearly, neither do you.

Well, you still need a licence.

So pack it up.

- Pig.
- What?

Give me the pig.

I'm so sorry. I can't see you now.

I've been moved on by the police.

Oh. Ah, you're a sight for sore eyes.

- A sight for...
- Oh, very good.

Hope the drops help.

Hang on, you can't go away unrewarded.

Really, there's no need.

No, no, I'm sure I can rustle something up

in the way of travelling expenses.

Come on in.

Sorry it's a bit dark.

My eyes are very sensitive to the light.

You could open the curtains a bit.

I'll be back in a minute.

Lily?

Are you OK?

Here. Found a fiver.

She's burning up. Can
you fetch some water?

What? Oh...

Right, Lily, can you
try and sit up for me?

Here we go.

Good job.

Went down to the beach this morning

trying to find driftwood
for her sculptures.

She was sitting here when I got back.

OK. Um... try and get
her to drink something

and I'm gonna call the Doc.

The Doc?

She's very ill, Walter.

Lily?

Try and drink this.

What's that for?

Tetanus.

Yes?

Doc, it's Morwenna.

You're late. Why aren't you here?

- Ow.
- Shush.

I just dropped off Walter
O'Donnell's prescription.

Lily's burning up. I think
you should get down here.

- Can't she come in?
- She can barely move.

She's struggling for breath.

All right. I'm on my way.

Hold that.

Come back in three days and
I'll change that dressing.

See yourself out.

Toby.

Toby!

- Are you OK?
- Yeah.

- How are you?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

You don't look fine. Think
you've caught my scarlet fever?

No.

- Know what the symptoms are?
- I'm aware.

Swollen tonsils, sore throat
with white and yellow patches,

- bright red rash.
- I know the symptoms

and I don't have them

and I've got to walk these dogs. OK?

OK.

Bad boy! Bad boy!

Come here!

Come on. This way.

Oh...

Get some light in here.

Get this junk out of the way.

Junk? This is some of Lily's best work.

How long has she been like this?

She's had that cough for a few weeks.

But she seems to have lost
all her energy as well.

I don't know why you
didn't tell me she was ill

when you saw me yesterday.

What's her appetite like?

She hasn't wanted anything to eat.

- Is she sleeping in here?
- Recently, yes.

She's had very bad night sweats.

She said it was nerves about the work.

Open your mouth.

- Morwenna, call an ambulance.
- Righto.

She will be OK for the
exhibition, won't she?

It's her first real one.

The lymph nodes in her neck
are swollen. She has scrofula.

She'll need a chest X-ray to confirm it

but I wouldn't be surprised
if she has tuberculosis.

When did she last have it?

- I don't know.
- I...

I had it as a... (.. child.)

What?

- A child.
- As a child.

I should have... I should have realised.

I've just been focused
so much on my own work.

Focus on your wife's health.

- That's far more important.
- Er...

Will she make a full recovery, Doc?

She'll need to take antibiotics
for at least six to nine months.

But barring complications,
she should improve.

Poor Lil.

She really did suffer for her art.

She needn't have bothered.

Wait until the ambulance gets here

but then get straight back to work.

I was right to get you down here, then?

What?

Just, it's customary to say
"Well done" or "Good thinking."

- That sort of thing.
- Is it?

Well done.

Don't mention it.

Doc. Angela Sim was meant to
bring Toby in half an hour ago

but they missed their appointment.

- Tell her to make another one.
- Her mobile's off.

I spoke to Toby. He sounds really worried.

She went out for a walk this
morning, hasn't come back.

He said she's got a cough,
her lips are a bit blue

and she seems pretty tired.

Stupid vet.

What's she been taking now?

Cancel all my patients for the afternoon.

Tell the boy to stay where he is
and I'll go straight up there.

Oh, I'll call Joe Penhale,

get him up there to help you look for her.

Really?

- Has she come back yet?
- No, she hasn't.

- How are you feeling?
- The rash has gone down.

Good. Don't show me.

PC Penhale is going to
help me look for your Aunt.

Right. Nobody panic.

The first 24 hours of a
missing person are crucial.

After that, you might as well give up.

Oh, that's helpful.

Have you any idea where she might be?

Mondays she goes east
towards Curzon Point,

Tuesdays down to Black Ven,

Wednesdays along the coast
towards Bramble Cove

- and on Thursdays...
- Bramble Cove. Come with us.

How do you know this stuff?

When I ask a question,
I listen to the answer.

- That's how I remember.
- Good technique.

Did you always want to
be a police officer?

Yes. It's funny, actually,
because the first...

Come on! She's not going to find herself!

She told me she goes past
the old lookout bunker

towards the smuggler caves

and then back up towards the pine trees.

I thought you said it was Curzon Point.

That's on Mondays.

Auntie Ange?

Ms Sim?

If she's collapsed, she could be anywhere.

Did you say she's got dogs with her?

It's a classic dog whistle.

I'm not hearing anything. Means
we're going the wrong way.

No, I'm sure this is the way she goes.

Look. Which one of us is a policeman?

You're a child. I've been
trained in these things.

Come on!

Oh...

Ms Sim? It's Dr Ellingham.

And PC Penhale. I tell
you, it's the wrong way.

Maybe we should double
back and spread out.

She could have toppled off the path.

A dog.

Ugh!

Barnie.

Where is she?

The dogs! She's over here.

I told you she always came this way.

- Ms Sim.
- Auntie Angela.

Ms Sim.

Get these dogs out of here. You, go away.

Ms Sim, can you hear
me? It's Dr Ellingham.

Can you sit up?

I collapsed.

Fell down and must have hit something.

Oh, Toby. You're here.

- Yes, I'm fine.
- I'm so sorry.

Penhale, get up to the house

and get a stretcher or
something to carry her on.

And Penhale, take these dogs away.

Can I help?

Come back!

Yes, you can.

I want you to put your hand on there

and hold tight but not too tight.

Well done.

Is this my fault?

Er... no.

Well, indirectly.

So technically, yes.

Oh, sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Ms Sim, you have a compound
fracture of your collar bone.

I'm afraid this is going to hurt.

Lift your head.

That's it. OK.

Now try and sit up.

In you go. Get...

- What's that?
- Think it's a horse stretcher.

- What?
- I was in a vet's.

She needs oxygen.

- There's some in her surgery.
- Right.

- I helped her unpack.
- Let's get her there.

Let's... open it out.

I'm no medical expert, Doc,

but in my opinion that looks horrible.

Penhale, I need an oxygen mask.

Those shelves over there.

Do you want horse, dog or mouse?

Give me that one.

Right. You'll have to hold it in place.

Just there.

Breathe deep.

Ordinarily I'd give morphine for the pain

but I'm concerned about your breathing.

- Where do you keep ketamine?
- Oh, I know. Just over here.

I'm disappointed in you, Angela.

Go for a run. Have a few drinks even.

But don't disappear down
some K-hole for kicks.

Drugs is for mugs.

Ketamine is used in veterinary medicine.

And used in the right dosage,
it's a useful anaesthetic

without impacting on her breathing.

Why did I collapse?

I think you have lobar pneumonia.

You probably got it from
what's-his-name's scarlet fever.

If you'd let me examine you,
this wouldn't have happened.

- Oh, shut up.
- Thank you.

I'm going to need to glue the
wound once I've set the bone.

Do you keep any Histoacryl?

Oh, I think there's some over here.

Who's going to look after him?

Don't worry. Someone will look after him.

OK, I'm going to reset the bone now.

Oh, it's going back in.

- Who'll feed the dogs?
- Penhale.

- Will I?
- Yes. Put the mask back on.

Did it hurt?

I'll telephone ahead, let
them know you're coming.

- Don't worry, Doc, I'm on it.
- Oh, right.

Um... you'd better pack an overnight bag.

I'll wait for you in the car.

Goodbye.

What are the percentages

of people dying from lobar pneumonia?

Left untreated, about 50% don't recover.

Wow.

Toby's just brushing his teeth.

He even managed to ask
me a question doing that.

How long's Angela gonna be in hospital?

A few days.

I'll have to contact his parents
and get them back over here.

Right. Come and help me
make a bed on the sofa.

I've never slept on a sofa before.

Pop those cushions on a chair.

Have you slept on a sofa?

How different is it from
sleeping on a normal bed?

Toby.

I know your parents are away a lot

but do you sometimes feel a bit lonely?

I do a bit.

Is that why you ask so many questions?

No. I like answers.

And you get to learn something new.

I can shut up, you know,
if someone tells me.

Is that something all babies have?

- What's that, Toby?
- That thing in his nose.

What thing?

Martin, James has got one of
those beads stuck up his nose.

Come here.

Look.

Oh, yes. You can't have
picked them all up.

- Told you they were a bad idea.
- How do we get it out?

Get that pillow from over there.

Make a space on the table.

Is it going to be stuck up there forever?

No, course not.

There we go.

Come on.

Open your mouth.

He's got a bead stuck up his nose.

There we go. That's got it.

Well done!

What are you doing here?
You should be in hospital.

I discharged myself. I've
got this one to look after.

I'll keep an eye on you
for the next few days,

make sure you're recovering.

According to the hospital,

if you hadn't dealt
with me the way you did,

I might be dead, so... thank you.

Yes.

And thank you for looking after this one.

Hope he hasn't driven you round
the bend with his questions.

If it wasn't for his questions,

we wouldn't have found you in time, so...

Get your things.

Do you know? I think his father's wrong.

I don't think he does have ADHD.

What makes you say that?

He listens when he's spoken to,
he absorbs what he's been told.

I think he's just a smart boy
who misses his mum and dad.

They should try and be around
more consistently for him.

So I can't medicate him, then?

What? No, of course not!

I was joking.

Right, you, come on. Let's get you home.

- Bye, Dr Ellingham.
- Yes.

- Thank you.
- Bye, Toby.

What's ADHD?

Why does my dad think I have it?

Can animals get it?

What about dogs? Maybe
cats. Fish might have it.

I hope James doesn't end
up being a lonely boy.

Why would he? He's growing up
in a perfectly normal household.

Mm, yes, Martin.

Another three sheep stolen last night!

That's three last month and now
these. You've done nothing about it.

I've got an itch now. Down there.

Down where?

What on earth is that?

That is an alpaca.

No Morwenna?

She's away for a few days.

Oh, it looks lovely, Hannah.

I'll come over in the morning and cover.

And it's Mrs Ellingham now.

Really? Someone married you. That's great.

No, no, no! You are not bringing
your freezing cold body in here.