All language subtitles for The Royal s02e04 Wishing And Hoping

I need someone in my life. I need a girl
to hold me tight.

Someone to make me feel, make me feel
alright.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

Won't somebody tell me what I've done
wrong?

Okay, let's do it again, Mr.

Barry. How is she? Well, well, she's
sleeping.

First time in hours.

She's exhausted.

It stops for a minute and she drops off
and then it starts again. She's coughing

and coughing most of the night.

All right.

Hello there, Denise.

How are you? Not feeling very well?

I... I've got a cold.

Does it?

Let's have a look at you.

I'm going to take your temperature. All
right?

Open up.

We thought it was a cold and then her
temperature went right. She had a bit of

cough. It got worse during the night.

It won't stop.

She can't breathe.

Didn't you know Dave was back?

Just for the week.

And he's off laying pipes again.

You think they've got this natural gas
to every town in Britain by now?

He has his compensations, though.

He can be very demanding when he gets
home.

Still, the main thing is, I know I can
trust him.

He wouldn't look at another woman.

Well, folks like that.

She'll have to come into hospital.

Get the whooping cough.

You sure?

I haven't seen her before, but there's
no doubt about what it is.

And there is whooping cough around.

I'm sure this is the first case we've
had here, but there have been other

outbreaks in York and Hull.

But at Denise's age, I wouldn't have
expected it.

She has been immunised, yeah?

No, she hasn't.

Mr Rose!

I've been running through today's list
of operations with my nurses.

This last operation... Problem, Major?

It was added this morning.

Yes, that's right, by me.

I see that, but actually it's... Well,
it's your name.

Absolutely. I'm operating on myself.

Is the kitchen still serving breakfast?

Yes. Good, good.

I'm starving.

Your name on the list.

Oh, don't worry, old man. It'll be a
local anaesthetic.

Well, within your capabilities.

Obviously, operating on one's self -help
code is beyond even my considerable

skill.

I've booked it.

Julie, that's my friend at the travel
agent. Thanks, Lizzie.

I'll catch up with you. They're busy
now. The main thing is she doesn't know.

I can keep secret.

Oh, what about the camera? Have we got
it?

Yes, Lizzie, and that's part of the
surprise.

They're waiting for me in the isolation
ward. Right.

That's fabulous.

Ingrown toenail.

Quite simple, but these damn things
hurt.

I think after millions of years of
evolution, the human body would have

out something so irritating.

I don't want an audience with us. Could
you ask them to go?

You old hypocrite.

Make a problem.

Of course you want an audience.

Dr. Weatherill, what's the audience?

Well, it just occurred to me that you
might want to witness, you know, if you

decide to sue yourself for medical
malpractice.

Oh, that's just plain nosiness, really.

In that case...

Keep staying.

There's no telling how long the coughing
spasms will go on. And they will keep

coming back.

For days.

Weeks.

They do subside.

But not for long.

She'll get very little rest and it will
be exhausting for her.

What are you going to do? You can't
leave her like that.

She's fighting the disease.

We can help her with oxygen. We can try
and bring the fever down.

But whooping cough is once a child has
it.

It has to run its course.

We thought we were doing the right
thing.

It was in the papers. We saw a
television programme.

It said the vaccination caused brain
damage in babies.

They proved it.

She'll get better.

We can't worry about that now.

She's in the best place.

She will get better.

Denise says the vast majority of
children do recover.

Let them down.

I argued with them for a year about
this.

I knew it had to happen. What am I
saying? Of course it had to happen.

why we've had this outbreak in the first
place.

I mean, they did tell me, didn't they?

Oh, David, please.

They did say why they didn't have her
immunized.

I did not. I was surprised.

But why wasn't the first thing on my
mind?

I'm sorry.

Anger isn't exactly going to help
Denise, is it?

A little knowledge and the best of
intentions. Believe me, that can be a

dangerous mix.

Still, we've got two problems. One, what
to do for Denise, and two, what to do

about this outbreak of whooping cough
that's just hit us.

How many children have been immunised?

Er... Not too many in the older age
group. Mr and Mrs Barry aren't going to

alone.

There are still lots of kids due for it,
so we're going to have to push those

forward urgently.

I'll talk to Middleditch, get things
moving.

Um, I know what whooping cough is, but
treating it?

Well, there really is no satisfactory
treatment for it.

It really is a very distressing
condition.

In this case, all the more so, because,
to be blunt, they're going to feel

responsible.

How is she?

No change.

Her sputum's getting longer.

She's got still a little strength left.

Oxygen.

Do something.

You've got to do something to save my
baby.

Good girl.

She's going to die.

We're going to be all right for vaccine.
The health authority can provide more.

But supplying the if pigs had wings
principle of management, we won't rely

them delivering the stuff.

So, Ken, if you would be kind enough to
drive down to York and pick it up for

us. It's afternoon.

Excellent.

Now, Matron and I have spoken to all the
primary schools in the area.

And the simplest solution is to bring
all the school -aged children who need

immunisation into the hospital.

We can do it in three days.

It'll mean postponing anything that's
not urgent, including surgery.

Anything else?

Transport.

Well, the schools can make their own
arrangements, but we'll still need to

some help. So if we can find some
volunteers with cars, that should speed

up. I'll have a word with the hospital
friends. I'm sure something can be

arranged.

Well, that's it.

Thank you.

Ah, Mr Harper, the very man.

Has there been a meeting? Indeed there
has, Mr Harper.

And I'm sure you'll be delighted to hear
that everything is on track to

accelerate the whooping cough
immunisation programme.

The train is there, as it were, Mr
Harper, but without more supplies for

vaccine, we cannot get it out of the
station.

And that is where we are totally reliant
upon you.

Naturally, I'm standing by.

Ah, good.

I've spoken to the health authority.

The vaccine is there in store, but
getting it here is another matter.

I know of only one man who can slice his
way through all that departmental red

tape.

Mr Harper, come at the hour, come at the
man.

Leave it to me. I'm sure I can get it to
you by the end of the week.

Well, I thought it might speed up a bit
if Ken went down to pick it up himself.

So if you could just tell them he's
coming to pick it up.

It's afternoon.

It was a paediatrician who'd... recorded
several cases of encephalitis in babies

after they'd had the whooping cough
vaccine.

The baby suffered from brain damage and
he thought that the vaccine might be the

cause. So, since there's no whooping
cough, we shouldn't risk immunising

it. I see.

And why wasn't there any whooping cough?

Immunisation. Uh -huh. Was there any
research on it, the brain damage?

No, no, there wasn't, but...

To be fair to the man, I mean, I think
he was only putting forward this

information for his colleagues to think
about. I think he was only just

suggesting that there should be some
research into it. But that's not what

paper's got hold of, was it?

Headlines everywhere.

The Pinkoff vaccine causes brain damage.

But the vaccine taker was pretty much
back to what it used to be.

Well, the Barrys wouldn't have it, would
they?

What they saw on the television, what
they read in the newspaper, that's what

they believed.

As far as they're concerned, if you're a
doctor, you must be talking out of the

back of your...

David? I looked in on Denise last night.

That hope we were talking of.

Is there much left?

No, she developed pneumonia.

She didn't make it.

So it's all a bit academic now.

But I'll leave you lot to sort that out.

Dr Kerrigan, Mr and Mrs Barry have come.

I wish there was something I could say.

I did believe it was for the best.

We have to go home, Patrick.

I can't.

I can't go there.

Her room, her things, all.

I know.

I might as well have killed her, Doctor.

I killed my daughter.

I'll always know it is.

If there's anything we can do, you must
let us know.

I know it doesn't mean anything now, but
we have known each other for a long

time. You were right.

Patrick, I didn't do enough.

I didn't talk to you enough.

I should have... I should have found the
words.

We haven't actually got the thing yet,
but they're closing down St Columba's

next month. The place is already empty.

Some of their equipment is definitely
not the property of the health

including the iron lung.

That was bought by the hospital trust.

Jerry Stembridge is fairly sure that he
can persuade them to let us have it.

Could so easily be us closing too.

Well, that's what the health authority
wanted.

Ken and Alan are getting a room ready.

Aye. But apart from you, me, Ken and
Alan, nobody else must know what's going

there.

Oh, I was bored by these games as
anybody else. But we do have our friend

Harper with us.

And as far as he is concerned and the
powers that be at the health authority,

acquiring an iron lung is an expansion
of the hospital resources.

And that is strictly verboten.

They can't actually close us down, but
they're hoping we'll wither away.

There is, however...

One other reason.

One rather closer to all our hearts.

Dr Ormerod?

The iron lung will mean that he can
bring his wife back home.

But I don't want to raise his hopes
prematurely and then have to dash them

So the only remaining problem is how to
keep our friend Harper's attention

diverted.

Come in.

Mr Harper. Mr Middleditch.

I'll leave you to it.

You come bearing gifts?

It's a serious problem.

Not another one, Mr. Harper.

in operation, so I decided to cross it
out.

Go back with the others.

Fine.

Where is the teacher?

She lost one. She's had to go find him.

The parable of the lost sheep always had
me wondering whether the shepherd

wouldn't have been better to write off
the lost one and concentrate on not

losing the rest.

You are here to benefit.

From a miracle of modern medicine.

Not to behave like the savages you
undoubtedly are.

It's not that I don't like children.

It's just that normally... I can only
eat one at a time.

Firmness is all with children.

Are you all right, Mr. Rose?

Perfectly all right, thank you.

Is there any reason why I shouldn't be?

Mr Harper, judgments about the mobility
of our patients, as so many other

things, are not about figures on a
balance sheet.

This decision has been made.

My recommendations have been accepted.

One ambulance will go.

It's madness.

By my reckoning, it would be cheaper to
use a taxi firm for any cases of

exceptional difficulty.

I don't know what the numbers are.

That's very interesting, Mr Harper.

What is?

A taxi firm to replace non -essential
transport.

Outpatients. As you say, we don't know
numbers and hence costs.

But I would have thought that a
logistical exercise to find out might be

up your street.

I could certainly come up with
something.

And it would be useful to show the
health authority the real savings of a

like this.

And who knows?

It could set a precedent for savings in
other hospitals.

In a large general hospital, I can
only...

I've got a lot to do.

It's okay, it's just a little itch.

Any news?

I'm still waiting, Ken, but I'm sure
we'll get the iron, though.

It'll mean a lot to Dr. Ormer, I'll bet.
It certainly will.

You're keeping our friend Harper at bay?

Well, he's not been nosing around.

Well, he's quite busy at the moment, and
I'm hoping we can keep him even busier.

Ken, haven't you got a cousin that runs
the taxi business?

Aye, Josh. Well, he's chairman of the
Taxi Association. Yes, that's what I

thought.

Mr Harper is going to be contacting
every taxi firm in the area.

He's looking for a quote on a job.
Hospital transport, a sort of long -term

contract.

What do you mean?

Well, the details are unimportant.

But it's the sort of thing that could be
quite lucrative.

Drivers might be tempted to put in a
competitive quote.

Now, it would be very helpful to the
hospital if nobody's quote was, well,

shall we say, too competitive.

So you'd like them to be a little on the
high side?

Well, I don't suppose there's any real
chance of that, though.

I'm taking an hour out.

I've got to make a couple of calls. OK.

Oh, you won't forget about Mrs Lyons,
will you?

I know.

Asthmatic.

At least I'm too early for a gin and
tonic and a chat with that dog.

I'm really not in the mood.

Lizzie says she was a bit shaky and you
know what she's like with that inhaler.

She's never got it with her, so just
make sure it's handy, will you?

All's out.

I was getting away from the kindergarten
for a bit of peace.

All right, enjoy it while you can.
There's another five schools in this

afternoon. How's it going?

Another two days.

I'm sorry about the girl.

Yeah.

It's going to be a long haul for the
parents.

We'll all spend a lot of time telling
them it's not their fault.

They'll spend a lot of time not
believing it.

I don't know what it's going to do for
our doctor -patient relationship.

Maybe you shouldn't tell them it's not
their fault, then.

That's why I tell them that it is.

From what I've heard, they made a
decision that played a part in their

daughter's death.

It's not that simple, but it's there.

They have to come to terms with it.

It's not really your business how. It's
for them.

At the moment, I feel none of it should
be my business.

A deep and philosophical reflection on
your life or just feeling sorry for

yourself?

A walk?

A walk.

See you tonight.

I'm lonely.

Well, I guess we all are just now.

Sorry. What for?

Your arm.

Girlfriend.

Just tell her I'm a child of the
universe and it's the age of Aquarius.

The way she lied.

That's not it. Well, no one told me
about how many people cried.

But it's too late to say you're sorry.

How would I know? Why should I care?

Mrs. Lyons! Please don't bother trying
to find her.

She's not there.

Did Mrs. Lyons go out?

I can't see her.

It's just she called the hospital. It's
her asthma.

I can't get an answer.

Is it an emergency?

Well, I'm sure it's not. I just need to
see that she's all right.

Right.

I'll be down here, Doctor.

If it is an emergency, just give us a
shout.

Well, they own you.

But it's too late to say your story.

How would I know?

Why should I care? She's lying.

Please don't bother to find her.

I borrowed a key.

Now, can you all take your places off
and get ready for the doctor? Okay, good

girl.

Come in.

I'm sorry to disturb you, but I wanted
to say I got in a bit of a panic earlier

with my asthma, but it's cleared up.

I've told Lizzie at reception.

I'm sure she'll catch Dr. Ormerod on his
calls.

Well, you really didn't need to come to
the hospital.

Oh. My friend Dolly was coming anyway.

She dragged me into a meeting of
hospital friends about transport for

and children for vaccination.

I think she's quite right.

Well, I won't keep you.

You look a lot heavier.

Even if you don't think you do.

Smile, an everlasting smile.

A smile can bring you near.

I'll file those for you.

Thanks, Izzy.

Do you like surprises?

What? I love surprises.

Makes me go all romantic.

And you never know when a surprise is
just round the corner, do you?

No.

It's not that I haven't faced death
before, even with young children.

It always hits you hard.

I guess the day it doesn't, I should
give up and drive a lorry for a living.

But it's different here.

I know these people.

I knew Denise.

I treated her for earache. A sprained
wrist when she fell off a new bike.

time that it's hit.

It's hard.

And it's like... It goes on, doesn't it?

Patrick and Jane Barry stole my
patience.

What's happened is a part of that now.

Why is that a problem?

Well, maybe it's just that I'm not good
at all that.

I mean, in a general hospital.

They walked out through the door and you
never saw them again.

Well, thanks for putting it like that.

How would you put it?

Horses for courses.

So, you're a lousy GP because you feel
too much.

Wow. You're the child of the universe
now. If I pay for this, what, I get a

less now, Catherine?

No, self -indulgence always gets the
same treatment for me.

Look, it's not all about me.

If I can deliver as a hospital doctor,
that's fine. I think I can.

I even think I'm good at it.

But I have to deliver different things
as a GP.

If I can't, I don't see what's self
-indulgent about asking the question.

The people it's going to affect are my
patients, right?

Better, anyway. Real questions.

You're out of the wallowing phase.

Mr Harper's pulled his finger out,
hasn't he?

No, he's still on the phone.

We drove down there and picked it up. I
found his name on the phone. So what

he's doing, he's already done. Could
have saved him a lot of time.

Well, actually, I would much rather he
didn't.

In fact, you might not get around to
telling him that the vaccine is already

here.

Well, we rarely seek him out, Mr
Middleditch.

You'll surprise me.

About the taxes.

All right, yeah, well, you'll get the
same figure from everyone. In fact, he's

already been on to me cousin about a
guideline price.

Mr Harper felt it was a little bit on
the steep side.

Oh, dear.

Well, I think I've got a little surprise
for Mr Harper on that score, too.

On the iron lung?

Iron lung.

Ah, yes, yes. Now, look, it's all
arranged at last.

You'll drive up to Maddleskirk, St
Columba's, this evening, but you'll

back late tonight, very late.

That way there's no danger of our friend
being here. He has to sleep sometime, I

presume. Well, we're not quite sure.

I can't hear you, Doctor.

We're still full of kids this end.

Lizzie.

I've got a bit of a problem.

And the sort of buzzing that you're...
Yeah, it is like a growl.

A growl is what it was.

You'll have to say it again. Where are
you?

Right, all the children from St
Joseph's.

Form a line, please, and follow Staff
Nurse Taylor.

Who did you want to talk to, Dr Omrod?
Come on, quickly.

What sort of dog?

The breed is, frankly, beside the point,
Lizzie.

I can't get out.

I need someone to find Mrs Lyons.

Sister, I've got Dr Omrod on the phone.

Dr Omrod. He says he's in a woman's flat
with a big dog and he can't get out.

What should he do?

Lizzie, I don't know what you're talking
about.

And I haven't got time to find out.

I still haven't got the booking form,
Doctor.

Your hotel.

For the surprise.

I'm sure it's fine, Lizzie. She doesn't
know. She's got no idea. When I

mentioned a surprise earlier, there was
no reaction, you know.

But the hotel is confirmed.

I've got the details here somewhere.

It's a lovely place.

It's all romantic.

What, Lizzie?

Doctor, are you ready for your children
now? On my way.

Hello, Dr. Ommerod.

Dr. Wetherill was wondering where you
are. She says to say it was snowed under

here.

Lizzie, in words of one syllable, I am
trapped here by a large dog.

I need help now.

I've got Dr. Wetherill. You best talk to
her.

I've got Dr. Ommerod on the phone. He's
got a problem with a dog. I think it

must be the same one as before.

I thought you'd gone for a call, not an
afternoon off.

Well, it's not funny, Jill.

I've been here for an hour.

He's gone.

He's gone.

He's gone.

This isn't a surprise.

It's years since I found a strange man
in my bedroom.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I'm covering for one of the ward
sisters.

I'm sorry I can't stay.

Don't worry, I'm fine.

You seem very down.

I've just got a bit to think about.

Well, I'm only going to be sitting on
the ward.

If you want to talk.

I've been thinking too hard.

Maybe it's just a bit of self
-indulgence, Lucy, excuse me.

Well, I'm glad she knows what it is
you're thinking so hard about.

But you certainly haven't told me.

Well, what does that mean?

Well, do you need a degree in psychiatry
to have a chat with you about your

troubles?

Still, it's not Lucy Klein's only
qualification, is it?

I have apologized, Dr.

Omrod. It was an unfortunate sequence of
events. I was at the hospital. I spoke

to the receptionist. I'm sorry you
didn't get the message.

What else can I say?

The fact that I ended up trapped in your
flat for an hour is really, really

beside the point.

Is it?

It seems very much to the point.

If your ego is bruised... This... This
isn't a peculiar kind of entertainment,

Mrs Lyons.

The truth is, you call it out too much.

Now, sometimes there's a reason, and
sometimes, to be honest, there just

But we don't know. And because we don't
know, I had to get into this flat just

in case.

You really are very angry.

I'm a doctor.

I don't like wasting my time.

Well, I won't waste any more of your
time.

I'll be a great deal more careful about
my asthma attacks in future.

I know you have problems of your own,
Dr. Omrod.

Probably a lot of your patience problems
seem trivial by comparison.

That's not what I mean.

I'm sure you don't.

But that doesn't mean it isn't true.

It's a hard world to get a break in.

All the good things have been taken.

What are we going to do now?

Glum. What?

Quiet.

Working late, Hockford.

Well, time and time's a bit for no man.

The grim reaper.

I see.

And this is what passes for a cop in
now.

Well, cutbacks.

Isn't it on the big side?

Well, he was a big lad, wasn't he, Alan?

Aye. Very big, you see. I think that's
what did for him in the end.

It was a lesson for us all.

Carry on.

Hello.

Hello. Look, I don't know why you've got
all that codswallop.

It's not like codswallop from where I'm
standing.

I was talking to Lucy about the
barriers.

About how to handle them.

It's difficult.

You know how they must feel. Come on,
that's not quite true, is it?

She's a nice woman. You get on with her,
that's fine.

But I suppose I get a bit.

When you're... You cut me out when
something's hurting you or worrying you.

You don't even tell me.

How am I supposed to feel?

I wouldn't mind.

But the woman has the neck to make me
feel guilty at the end of it all.

I know you far too well. I know that
you're giving me the soft version of

you said to that woman. You cannot shut
out what is happening to Caroline and

what's happening to you. I think that it
is colouring the way that you behave.

I don't think that you'd normally have
told that woman that she was wasting

time.

Even after a run -in with that dog.

I want to be careful about taking on Mrs
Lyon. She has a way of getting inside

people. She did it to me the other week
and I really wasn't expecting it.

Oh, what about?

Oh, nothing.

Just... things.

Us?

Yes, all right. Well, that's mainly what
I've got running around inside my head,

isn't it?

So... She knows.

No, she doesn't know. She just has a way
of making me look at myself. I don't

know.

Do you remember when we first went out,
that first night?

You told me why you wanted to work here
in this kind of hospital.

I don't remember what I said.

I do.

And it's why I fell in love with you.

I have got things to talk about.

Things about what I'm doing.

Working here isn't as simple as I
thought, that's all.

But I wanted to get things together so
that it wouldn't ruin the weekend.

What weekend?

A surprise.

It was.

Still is, most of it.

You've been talking to Lizzie too much.
She did help me organise it, yeah.

Organise what?

Oh, no, there are rules.

Wouldn't be a surprise, would it?

How we feel isn't measured by what we do
or what we don't do.

I've fallen in love with you, John.

That's the thing for you.

There for a long time.

You don't even need to say it.

It's just there.

Nothing can change that.

Not now.

It's too late.

No, saying it is more.

A lot more.

I just wish that... No, I don't think I
can take any more wishing today.

What is?

What isn't?

I can't change any of that.

All I do know is that... I need you.

Oh, I'm already late.

It's not my fault.

It's me who let us stay in bed another
half hour.

Hotel of the Two in Grotsby.

This is Lizzie Cheriton.

We had to keep it secret, Gordon,
because of the ever -present Mr Harder.

And obviously I didn't want to let you
know until everything was in place.

It's been difficult to know how to help
Caroline in any real way.

But now, at least, we can... I, uh... I
don't know how you did it.

My old pal, Jerry Stembridge, was happy
enough to give the health authority one

in the eye.

I know how this must have been.

Oh, it wasn't really.

When things happen in our lives, in the
lives of our friends.

I'll leave you to it.

Are you collecting the car today?

I am.

Do I get a ride in it?

Everyone's going to want to. I want to
get in the queue first.

I tell you what, if you can get off at
lunchtime, you can come with me.

You did get us a great deal in that
hotel.

I'll be there.

Mr. Middleditch, I've been told a major
new item of equipment has been brought

into this hospital.

An iron lung?

The Royal is not an iron lung hospital.

This is in clear breach of health
authority decisions, and as for the

expenditure... There was none.

It came from the cottage hospital in
Maddleskirk, St. Columbus.

It cost absolutely nothing.

Hospitals can't just make private
arrangements about shunting the

property around. Why do you think not?
Whatever next.

But you see, it doesn't belong to the
authority.

It belongs to the cottage hospital
trust, and they have very kindly lent it

us.

While you're here, Mr. Harper...

About that scheme for providing
transport for non -essential patients,

elderly and so on.

You mentioned something about a taxi
firm.

I'm still working on it. I've got some
preliminary figures in. How much will we

save?

It's certainly a lot less than what it's
currently costing for the ambulance

you'll be losing. I'm sure I can get it
lower.

But about this iron lung... A good
response from the taxi firms?

I'm hoping to cast the net wider.

The local taxis came in at a very
uniform figure.

Surprised, really.

And rather more than I'd expected.

You might like to look at some figures
that I've come up with.

It's the same sort of idea, really.

But the figure said zero.

That's right.

It can't cost nothing.

Actually, it can.

I met the committee of the Friends of
the Royal last night, and they're going

provide a permanent roster of volunteers
with their own cars.

They were delighted to help.

Incidentally, I've sent this scheme up
to the Health Authority.

I think it probably best that they see
your figures and mine together, don't

think?

What do you think?

Really, Joe?

We've got the car, hotel booked in
Grasmere for the weekend.

All you've got to do is pack.

So, going away for a few days, are you,
to see your cousin?

Dave, what are you doing here?

You dropped this this morning.

Hotel in Grasmere.

For two.

Mrs Lizzie Sheridan.

And is this the Cheriton, then, eh?

No. Dr.

Cheriton. Oh.

Well, that's something, because he's
going to need a doctor by the time I've

finished with him.

Put Dr.

Cheriton down now.

I booked it for Dr. Cheriton and Nurse
Taylor, but they must have got it mixed

up with my train ticket, you big chump.

It's true.

I didn't set out to talk to Lucy.

She broke the subject, and I suppose it
was easier to talk to someone I didn't

really know.

Someone who I'd know about a great GP I
thought I'd make.

And it's because, well, what you
believed about me, it means too

much. Oh, come on.

If we can't talk, it's like you think I
couldn't understand.

It's not very fair.

No, I'm sorry.

So, what do you feel now?

Like I've had some of the stuffing
knocked out of me.

And like I needed to.

I'd have laughed if anyone told me I got
some romantic idea about medicine.

But maybe there's just a little bit of
truth in it.

Does that help you?

It does.

It makes me feel I should get on with
making sure I'm a better GP.

And if the worst things get to me at
times, well, I'll have to look on that

an occupational hazard.

No. It's all part of being that good GP
you are.

That's why people trust you.

Because they know you care.

Come in.

Walking wounded.

At least he was until about ten minutes
ago when he couldn't walk anymore.

Seems it's his foot, Doctor.

Bit of an infection.

I was wondering if you... might have a
look at it.

Well, I think I would go to the surgeon
that operated on it. It's pretty shoddy

work.

It is rather painful.

I'm sure it is.

Right, well, best have a look at it
then, eh?

I suppose there is no way that we could
keep this to ourselves, just between the

three of us.

No.

Not a cat in hell's chance.