All language subtitles for The Royal s03e01 The Unbreakable Chain

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

Someone to make me feel, make me feel
all right.

Somebody help me, yeah.

Somebody help me now.

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

Someone's knocking on the door.

I heard that she's not left.

She's passed out on the floor.

I've seen so many things I ain't never
seen before.

Don't you turn on the light, because I
don't want to see no more.

Mama told me not to talk.

Mama told me not to talk.

This is the way to accidents.

Should I pick doors and on left? Not
when you go, that's prassy.

Oh, OK. This one's a nine feet with a
piece of work, aren't it, son?

You're making it worse for yourself. Get
inside.

They're in here somewhere.

They've been hanging around for ages.

Ages? But the rep's just rung. They'll
have numbers by this afternoon.

Hello, reception.

Paxton's Pharmaceuticals invite you to
an evening at the Crown Hotel,

Scarborough. Dinner and dancing.

Tomorrow night is a bit short notice,
but... Why not?

I suppose I could always take a room at
the Crown and...

Don't make a night of it.

I think you could do a bit better than
that. I think you could come up with me.

Excuse me, can we have a doctor's
casualty, please?

That's going to need a few stitches.

You said he ran into a car?

Little beggar was trying to make up with
a couple of pound of best brothage.

Went smack into it.

Lucky for him, it weren't going so fast.

So, are you going to tell us your name?

So we can let your mother know what's
happened?

Can't be much of a mother about to date
him.

Hey, come on, come on. Will you wait
outside, please? As soon as he's patched

up, I'm taking him straight down the
station. I am staying put.

There's nothing to stop you doing that
outside, is there?

So, you going to let us know what's
going on?

I didn't thieve him.

He was closing up. He was going to throw
him out. I only took him for... for me

mum.

When I spoke to Mr Mattingly this
afternoon, I was astonished to discover

the letter, signed by myself one week
ago, had not reached his office.

It's on my to -send pile, Mr Harper.

And subsequently, when I went to the
filing cabinet to retrieve the

file, it wasn't there.

That's because it's here, Mr Harper,
waiting for me to send the letter.

An untidy desk is the sign of an untidy
mind.

We must look to our housekeeping.

OK, but...

I'll be looking in the morning. Only
I've got my final fitting tonight for my

frock for the wedding.

First thing in the morning?

Right you are, Mr Harper.

You've had a nasty bump to the head, so
I'd like to keep you in hospital

overnight. That means we're going to
have to call your mother.

You should be worried sick if you don't
go home tonight.

Tell you what, Miss Taylor and I will
pop back and see you again in a minute.

OK?

She started feeling pain, and then her
waters broke in the car.

It's fluid. It's just like the horses
when they're about to pop. Simon, it

doesn't matter, does it, that I'm only
here? Oh, don't worry, babies seldom

any notice of their due dates. We'll
just get her through, shall we? Take

of her, won't you, Doctor?

Take care of them both.

Well, that's our start.

Well, it looks like you haven't seen
soap and water for a while, either.

Have you done with the juvenile
delinquent?

One moment, please.

Look, while I placate Mr.

Bryce, why don't you go make a cup of
tea and a ham sandwich for our friend in

there? Hmm.

Hmm.

Mr. Bryce.

A proposition for you.

Looks like we're going to have to take
it in another two inches, Denise.

Is that it?

falling down grids if you're not
careful.

Oh, you look so fab, Dan.

Derek's not going to know what's this
in. Now, Denise, if you want this dress

fit and not hang off you, you're not to
lose any more weight before Saturday.

After this, I reckon I can eat as much
as I like.

What's keeping you, Liz?

Get out of here and give us a twirl.

Oh.

I'm really sorry, Denise.

Our patient seems to have lost his
appetite.

The boy's absconded. He'd better contact
his mother.

Um, I'm afraid we can't.

Why on earth not?

He wouldn't tell us who he was.

So now we have a concussed and injured
child wandering the streets with no way

of contacting his parents.

Hardly our finest hour, Nurse Taylor.

I knew as soon as I clapped eyes on
them.

Low average weight.

The muscles are very loose. The
epicanthic folds over the eyelids.

Crease across the palm.

Poor women.

How am I going to lose two inches from
my backside before Saturday?

You see why I lost two sores? Me
wedding's four sores. And I lost six

three days.

Slimming toes.

You get them from a clinic in York. Half
a crown a shot.

Oh, I don't know.

It's either that or I lose my mates in a
bonner.

Down syndrome.

How did it happen?

It's a genetic condition.

Nobody knows why it occurs, only that it
does.

And he'll be like this for the rest of
his life?

He will always be slower in his mental
and physical development than other

children of a similar age, yes.

But I held him.

I held him.

He looked at me.

Well, it's impossible to tell at birth
exactly how he will be affected in later

life or indeed to predict the extent of
the mental handicap.

Mental handicap?

Why us?

Why us?

But my baby.

My baby was going to be perfect.

That's not my baby.

He doesn't belong to me.

Venetia, I understand that at the moment
you will be feeling shocked or

distressed or maybe angry even. I don't
want that baby.

I want it taken away.

I never want to see it again.

Don't let the sun catch you crying.

The night's the time for all your tears.

Morning, Doctor.

You've been busy.

Housekeeping, Doctor.

Early bird catches the worm.

I got you yesterday.

Don't want you feeling left out.

Drugs company do. Posh Hotel, Garber
tonight.

I told him you'd be there. Need a final
number.

Don't let the sun catch you crying, oh,
no.

Oh, oh, oh.

Lizzie!

Morning, Doctor.

My goodness.

Someone's been busy.

Housekeeping, Doctor.

Tidy desk equals tidy mind.

Right.

Patient notes this morning are in
alphabetical order. Letters to sign are

this pile. And Mrs Batesland, could you
call her first thing?

Right. Well, just as soon as I've got
rid of this lot, I'll be on my way.

Did you not enjoy your breakfast, my
little man?

Oh,

if we could just get Mum to express a
little milk.

Right, well, I'll have a word. I'll see
what I can do.

She's worn out with weeping.

Says all she wants to do is go home and
forget all about it.

It's for the best.

She's young enough to have plenty more
children.

What's left for him? A lifetime in the
county asylum?

I know the old ways aren't always the
most fashionable, but you usually find

they're there for a reason.

It's the kindest way for all concerned.

Why don't we just give him the chance?

It was a hot day.

The sun was shining down on the beach.

It was a hot day. Hey, you there!

That boy!

Do you know him?

No,

come on, sir.

Wouldn't have found that car.

You've got jobs for me now and then.

Sam Mecca. He's gone.

Lost a leg last summer. Led to death,
you remember?

Yes.

Do they still live locally?

Aye. Granby Moor Farm.

Updale. Thank you.

I won't do it.

Look, I'm only asking you to express a
little bit of milk. I wouldn't ask

I thought it was absolutely necessary.
You can't make me do it. Tanisha, a

newborn baby needs its mother's milk,
OK? It provides it with antibodies,

Sets it up for life. I don't care what
it does. Without it, he may die.

Then do the decent thing and let him.

I'm sorry, Doctor.

I'll do it.

Then will you leave me be?

To the bird that came by descent,

down to the earth to live on

the wind.

In the wind, he's bleeding.

I'm looking for Walter.

He's working.

Is your mummy there?

Walter says he wasn't to let anyone in.
It's all right. I've a doctor.

He's come from the hospital.

Thanks.

She's in bed.

She's not been so well.

There's been nothing like this in the
family before.

Well, I can assure you that Downs is not
hereditary.

It's no respecter of social class or
race or nationality.

Well, we're all in agreement.

Institutional care is the only answer.

There are clinics who deal with these
cases? Some private establishments, yes,

but...

The majority of these children are taken
to the county asylum.

The best thing for poor Simon and
Venetia is to get this sorted out and

with their lives.

I agree with Mother.

I'd like you to go ahead.

Right, well, then, I'll make the
necessary arrangements.

Mrs Metcalfe.

Can you hear me, Mrs Metcalfe?

What are you doing laying in me?

How long's your mother been like this?

Look, I need to know if I'm to help her.

She's ill. You realise that, don't you?

Why?

What's wrong with her?

Has she got a day, too? No, no, no.

She just needs treatment for her nerves.

I'll have a better idea when I get her
into hospital. You can't take her away.

No, I promised her whatever happened,
we'd all stay on the farm.

If she doesn't get help, she could get a
lot worse.

All right?

What's your name? Willie.

All right, Willie. What I want you to do
is run across to the telephone box and

dial 999.

When someone answers, I want you to tell
them that Dr. Umrod needs an ambulance

at Granby Farm. All right?

And what are you waiting for?

These index card files need to go on top
of the filing cabinet.

Then the stationery order's ready to be
collected.

Pearl needs detergent.

Blood samples go to Scarborough on
reception.

And the lock on Dr. Cheriton's door's
sticking again. I've written it all

Do you want to stick a broom handle up
my backside as well?

Lizzie, I cannot seem to locate the
foresight correspondence.

It's on my list.

Signed copies go in the brown file,
unsigned copies in the yellow, signed

originals in the blue, and the rest
attached to the original file, which

refiled under P for pending.

If you could perhaps point me in the
right direction.

Certainly, Mr Harper.

That's what I'm here for.

The rod, Alan.

Excuse me.

Would you mind terribly giving me a hand
with my bag?

I don't think you need to allow that,
what's on the ward.

Do I look like a sick person to you?

Not a bit.

Where do you want me to put him?

We used to call it the Holloway Hotel at
the hospital in Manchester.

The nurse is old.

You're never a nurse.

Student nurse, actually.

Samantha Beaumont. Hi, Marla. My niece,
Ken.

Lovely to meet you. Yes, lovely to,
er...

Lovely.

Excuse me, where are you going?

Celebrating my last night of freedom.

If it's not too much trouble, could you
possibly put them in my room?

They're expecting me.

See you.

How did you get on with the journal?

Oh, very interesting. I thought you'd
enjoy it, so I've looked at another one

for you.

You'll find the article on psychotic
behaviour in adolescents exceptionalist.

Very perceptive. Great, thanks. We can
discuss it tonight at the Paxton dinner.

Oh, you are going?

I... Tonight?

I thought we were going down the
Palladium.

You never said anything about dinner.

I'm sorry if I put my foot in it.

Lily only let me know I was going this
morning.

Bit short notice, isn't it?

Yeah, and I'm afraid it's doctors only.

Oh, I see.

It'll be pretty boring.

Very dry.

Full of drugs reps banging on about
their new miracle cures.

Better off down the Palladium, then,
won't we?

Mother has already spread the word.

How our baby was stillborn. Such a
tragedy.

Is it our fault?

Is it something we did while Venetia was
expecting?

No, no.

The extra chromosome was present right
from conception. Nothing you did

subsequently could have affected him in
this way.

And what will happen to it now?

Well, it'll stay here for a few weeks
and then...

If he's placed under the Mental
Deficiency Act, he'll probably be

an asylum in York.

Thank you, Doctor.

I've seen everything I wanted to see.

Some parents like to arrange a
christening.

I don't think that's necessary.

God has blessed us with a mongrel.

God can take care of his own.

Well, then, a name, at least.

It just makes things easier for the
nursing staff.

We were going to call him William after
my father.

Poor devil will be spinning in his
grave.

Call him what you want.

I wasn't making a point, Nurse Taylor.

I wasn't aware you weren't invited with
David.

Why would I be? He's the doctor.

I think very highly of David as a friend
and a colleague, but you should be

aware that's as far as it goes, as far
as I'm concerned.

And obviously as far as he's concerned,
of course.

He's safe with you, then, is he?

Absolutely, 100%. Very kind of you to
set my mind at rest, Doctor.

Mrs Metcalf?

Nurse Taylor, this is Walter, Daisy,
Willie, Amy, Francis and Dak.

If you'll need one more, we can do sound
of music.

We'll zip him in the back, send him over
to you. You put him into something

clean and keep him occupied until we're
done.

Occupied? I'm sure you'll think of
something, Ken. I found this young man

office, Sister Bridget.

Would you care to explain?

Oh.

She will wake up. Dr Klein's sedated her
so she can get some proper rest.

But she'll wake up in the morning.

I promise.

We'll be back on the farm by then.

I'm 16.

You can't stop me.

Strange. Your mother's medical records
make you 15.

Nearly 16.

Ah, OK. Look, you're just too young to
take full responsibility for your

brothers and sisters, Walter, no matter
how much you may want to.

Why don't we just make alternative
arrangements until your mum gets better?

Well, she will get better. Oh, yes.

These new drugs work very fast.

She'll be back to her usual self before
you know it.

OK. Off you go. And don't worry.

You can see your mum again in the
morning.

It's all a bit much for him.

He only lost his father a few months
ago.

Probably what triggered his mother's
depression.

Prognosis? I'm optimistic.

She's an ideal candidate for the new
tricyclic antidepressant.

Cases like this have responded
dramatically in the past.

Dr. Almarod?

Ah, yes, matron. I meant to explain.

Sister Bridget informs me that you've
turned my hospital into a home for waifs

and strays.

Are you sure the extent of this
reorganisation is wise?

You're right, Mr Harper.

We should have done this ages ago.

Where am I going wrong with putting
everything in alphabetical order by

I'm reorganising it so everything's in
by subject, then subdivided

alphabetically. Easy!

Sounds terribly convoluted to me.

Don't worry, Mr H, I'll talk you through
it in the morning.

Lizzie, are you feeling all right?

Why? You seem a little on edge.

Dr Cheriton, do you think I've put on
weight?

Not on the slightest.

Oh, just what I needed to hear.

Well, she'll be an ideal subject for my
research paper. Oh, I didn't know you

had literary ambitions.

Very interesting area.

I'm hoping to publish this year.

Enjoy the dance.

I intend to.

Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Doctors only.

I'll give you doctors only.

What I don't know about Paxson's is not
worth knowing.

I thought he'd never stop wanting to
forget me.

Because he didn't want to notice the
leave, did he?

Well, what if they did?

I think you know the answer to that.

Oh.

It's come to this.

Creeping round.

Affirmative as a couple of guilty
teenagers.

Well, it's either that or nothing.

Jill.

You deserve more than this.

You know, if it wasn't for Caroline,
well, you know we'd be together by now.

Later.

There's so much time for all of this
later.

For now, let's just enjoy tonight, shall
we?

Be in the morning. No.

Oh!

Hello? Is there anybody there? Hello?

Please, tell me this is the nurse's
home. Yeah, but we usually use the front

door. I'm so sorry. I'm new. No -one
told me they lock the door at ten o

Bye.

Samantha Beaumont.

Meryl Taylor.

So you're our new student.

And you won't run a report on me, will
you?

At my last place, I blotted my copybook
on day one.

Staff nerd made my life a living hell.
As long as you don't make a habit of it.

I wonder, if it's not too much trouble,
would you mind showing me to my room?

You should be in bed, Walter.

Just telling me mum to sleep tight.

She needs a rest, because we can take
her home in the morning.

Who told you you'd be doing that?

I heard Dr Almirad.

He said she'd be back to where she was
before me dad died.

She won't be crying all the time.

I'm sure she will in time.

But to get her better, we need to give
the antidepressant the time to work.

How long?

We'll need to keep her in hospital a
considerable time.

Run along back to the ward.

You can see her again in the morning.

Let's go through this again. Last night,
I left my Beverly creams in the tin,

and this morning, they've gone. I've
told you, I didn't eat your rotten

biscuits, all right?

I'm happy for the bald places.

Some people aren't troubled by such a
thing as conscience, Mr Harper. Please

don't upset yourself, sister. I'm going
to make an immediate review of our

security arrangements.

Hopker, notice anyone acting
suspiciously around hospital premises

Well, I don't know. Some ne 'er -do
-wellers avail themselves of my bicycle

without permission.

You what?

You nicked it.

Sorry to hear that, sister.

Do you want me to call the police? I
informed them of the theft last night,

they don't hold out much hope. According
to them, one bicycle is very much the

same as any other. Despite the fact that
mine is marked with the convent address

and a St Christopher medal on the
basket, so if you could keep your eyes

on your travel.

Certainly will, sister.

Thank you, matron.

Staff Nurse Taylor.

This is Student Nurse Beaumont. She
comes highly recommended from

Yeah, we've already met.

Nurse Taylor will show you to the ward.

And I'd like your hair put up properly
by tomorrow.

We believe in the highest standards of
personal hygiene.

Well, then I've had it.

Wait till she gets an eyeful of this.

You'll finally have to tell him pre -op.

Oh, come on, they'll show me.

Right, and, er, thanks for saving my
bacon last night, Daphne.

Best off gone. Take a seat, Rishon.

Not the sweet little one.

Little? Yeah.

Great? No.

I'm a ghastly. You didn't own me a seat,
did you? I got through on mine last

night. Sorry, that was a moment.

Don't tell me that's a doctor.

That's Dr.

Cheriton, yeah.

Things are looking up already.

You know what the ball wants, I presume?

Where in heaven's name have you been?

Where on earth is that?

She comes highly recommended,
apparently.

How was last night?

Dallas, Ditchwater. All we did was talk
shop.

Played in was fantastic.

Came away with two phone numbers and a
proposal of marriage.

Mind you, they'll have both been at
least three of me at the time. At least

of them had a decent year.

This little girl Charlotte's just rung.
Said she's locked in a house with a man.

She's really poorly and her mummy's not
there.

Oh, she's only dead scared, Doctor.

Did you say who the man was?

No. Did you get an address?

Adam Villa, Helmstead. It's one of those
big houses on Westcliff.

I'm on my way. You'd better call the
police. I don't know what I'll find when

get there. And the ambulance.

Police, ambulance.

Oh, and I made some inquiries about your
charges, Doctor.

Mr Prosser from Child Welfare will be
taking them off our hands this

Well, I want an assurance that the
family will be kept together.

Highly unlikely, I'm afraid.

They've upped and gone.

Well, we'd better find them then, hadn't
we?

Like the wicked witch at the
christening.

As if I'll taint their precious children
just by looking at them.

Let's get you back to your room.

I was going for a bath.

Come on, I'll run it for you.

You're the last with a downed baby,
aren't you?

I don't have a baby.

I were in your shoes a few years back.

I know how rough you must be feeling.

If you want someone to talk to, come to
me. I'm a good listener.

No, thanks.

It won't be necessary.

Show me your hands, Nurse Beaumont.

Sorry, Matron.

I didn't have time to take it off this
morning. Nor did you have time to mend

the ladder in your tie, to polish your
shoes, or fold your cap correctly.

Hardly an impressive start, is it?

Sorry, Matron.

Kindly leave my hospital and return in a
respectable and hygienic condition.

Yes, Matron.

I'll be back in a moment. You will not.

I will inform Nightsister that you will
be joining her tonight.

I had made arrangements for tonight,
Matron.

Then you'll have to unmake them, won't
you, nurse?

What in the back?

And who's going to take me to the regal
tonight?

I'll dump these.

We'll have a ride round in the vanity if
anybody's seen them.

Have a look. What's missing?

Me butty box.

Oh, it was corned beef this morning.

First my Beverly Creams, then I leave me
paper, me snap tin and my plastic on

the table. Hey, it's the kid.

Oh, great work, Sherlock.

You could have gone far.

Let's go and see if we can't sniff him
out.

Three, five, four, thumb.

Surprise, surprise.

She's one of them.

Clara's a downed child, yes?

Her mother.

She kept it.

But why?

When she has normal children.

We should ask her that question.

I thought there were these drooling
imbeciles that had to be locked up.

That they were dangerous.

Why don't you come say hello?

Look at this.

My Beverly Creams.

We got him.

Tell you what, Alan.

Just leave this box of chocolate and
biscuits here.

Do you think they'll be safe? All these
lovely, chocolatey biscuits.

Oh, safest place for the hospital.

No -one ever comes down here.

See if you can make contact with this
little Charlotte first.

Get her to open the door. What if she
doesn't?

We'll force our way in.

Don't worry, Doctor.

I'm right behind you.

Come on, lads.

Well, well, well, look what's turned up.

Hey, there's one missing.

Come on, where's your brother?

Sister Bridget's bike.

He's gone home, hasn't he?

He told us not to tell you. He said he'd
come back for us tonight.

Did he now?

Right, come on. Let's get you lot back
to the ward.

He said if he found us, we'd all be
taken away to a children's home.

What shall we do?

You lot are going to get me the sack.

I promise you'll stay here and be as
quiet as Mike while I go fetch your

brother. Cross me out and hope to die.

They're not gobstoppers, but they'll
keep you quiet till I get back.

Charlotte? Yeah?

You rang the hospital.

You told her there was a man in fact.

Can't reach the key. Come quickly. It's
very poorly.

Stand well back, Charlotte.

We're going to open the door.

Right,

come on, lads.

On the count of three.

One,

two, three.

All right, Charlie.

Go as to where this man is, love.

Police!

He broke my window box.

Where the hell have you been? This is a
barely emergency.

Mr Rose.

Grandpapa.

I have flipped a blessed...

For God's sake, man, stop gawking and
get me out of here!

I bet you'd never see three years old.

But here she is, large as life and twice
as much trouble.

This is my sister.

So you took her home?

Doctors told me not to bother.

That she'd be a burden, split up family.

But a sister's love her to bits.

We've got a reading a bit. Writing.

Write is a button.

Really proved him wrong, haven't you,
Clara?

Would you like to hold my sister?

No, thanks. It's all right.

She's ever so pretty.

Go on, love.

Have a cuddle.

Venetia? I can assure you that I had
absolutely no intention of manipulating

Venetia in any way. This is intolerable.
Come along, Venetia. I'm taking you

home. Well, I'm afraid she's not fully
recovered. I can't allow it. I will take

full responsibility for my wife.

I will take her to a decent, responsible
doctor who has her welfare at heart. I

shall report you to the General Medical
Council. I will have you struck off! I

will not have raised voices on my ward
under any circumstances.

My office, please.

Let's get you back to bed.

Will you take me to see my baby?

Exhibit A.

Hey!

I think you owe us an explanation.

Mind what you're doing, man.

Sorry, sir.

We are doing our best.

May I ask exactly what you were doing,
sir?

Grandpa was having a deli tea party.

I need Valentine.

Scarborough. Best orthopaedics man in
the business. Get him on the telephone.

Tell him to meet us at the Royal.

He's going to need to operate.

Well, maybe I should examine you first.

Don't be absurd.

Stop smirking, man, and fetch me my
packets on the mantelpiece.

Mummy said you won't smoke anything in
the house.

I'm sure Mummy wouldn't mind.

In an emergency, darling.

What the hell are you waiting for,
Cheriton?

We don't doubt farm will be turfed out.

Who's going to do that?

The landlord, Mr Brownlee.

Yeah, but you've lived here for years.

And my dad found the Tennessee over to
me.

And I can't take it up till I'm 16.

I was there when Brownlee told me mam
all this legal stuff.

Until it comes to me, if we're not
living here working farm day after day,

can chuck us out.

And you're 16 when?

End of next month.

But he's wanted us out for years, you
know.

He wants to keep the land for himself
and sell the house.

And you didn't ask for any help in case
someone found out about your mother and

split you all up.

Blimey.

Look, if we have to be split up and put
into children's homes, We lose

everything. My mum won't even have a
home to come back to when she gets

So we can't let them take us away.

Now do you see?

Here we go.

Support the head, that's it.

Hello, William.

Why don't you just leave us at home?
Because I don't want you lot on my

conscience, all right.

Because we'll be out on our ears if
Matron finds out.

You lot stay here and keep Storm
understood.

Excuse me, Miss. Miss Prosser, Child
Welfare, to collect the Metcalfe

Any pain down the legs at all? No.

For heaven's sake, man, don't attempt to
teach your grandfather to suck eggs.

I've slipped a belly disc.

I don't think you've slipped a disc, Mr
Rose. I think you've ruptured some

fibres of your nuchal ligament, which is
causing severe muscle spasm.

I've never heard such blithering
nonsense.

So I'm going to give you a shot of
pethidine, if you wouldn't mind dropping

trousers.

We've every confidence that your mother
will get better, Walter, but it's not

going to happen overnight.

And I'm afraid you're just not old
enough to take responsibility for your

brothers and sisters here.

All fire, Doctor.

As long as there's a responsible adult
with them at all times, that would be

Well, in theory, but they're just not
going to be able to support themselves.

Well, the beef cattle are almost up to
eight.

We'll be able to take them to market in
a week or two.

And the thing is, my brother Stan... How
did I know that this would involve a

hopker? Hopker?

A proud purveyor of high -class meat
products through the trade.

Well, he'll take all the beef and lamb
the lad can conjure up. As may be, but

there's still no -one there to look
after the children.

Ah, well, Stan's Mrs Sandra.

Well, she's had a loose end since our
Cheryl got married, and, well, she's a

marvel with kids.

Yeah, and Stan'll see him right.

Consider the arm well and truly twisted,
but I'm going to keep a very close eye

on you.

Well, looks like you're going home,
kids.

No -one mentioned chicken pox on the
telephone.

Well... It's developed very rapidly,
this process. It's a highly contagious

strain, so I'm afraid the children are
going to have to remain in isolation for

at least, well, at least a month, by
which time we expect their mother to

made a full recovery.

So I'm very sorry to have wasted your
time.

Better look before you leave! Good
afternoon, Doctor.

Lizzie!

That last conversation never took place,
understood?

Received and understood, Doctor.

Lizzie.

I'm afraid we need to have a little
chat.

Doctor Arnold.

Doctor Arnold.

Lizzie?

Lizzie?

There really was no need to bring you
in, sir.

A hot bath and a supply of butazolidin
would have done the trick. Did they

you nothing at medical school? Even a
half -wit could diagnose a slipped disc.

need surgery, and I need it immediately.

Post

1

-40, I'm the regular.

Come on, Lizzie, can you hear me?

She must have taken something.

Not drugs.

Not Lizzie. You've been acting weird for
a couple of days now.

Too young to be having a coronary.

Lizzie.

Lizzie. Have you felt any palpitations
lately?

A few.

For how long?

Since I started taking the pills I got
from Denise.

What sort of pills?

Slimming pills.

They're in my handbag.

Oh,

I'm going to be all right, aren't I?

Only I've got a wedding to go to on
Saturday.

Sheridan!

Amphetamines. How many of these have you
taken, Libby?

Two this morning and two this afternoon.

And for how long?

A couple of days.

I had to.

The matron of honor dress is too small.

You really must have wanted to get into
that dress.

It's the amphetamines which have made
your heart race.

So I'm not going to die?

I don't think so.

But if you'd taken them for much longer,
it might have been a different story.

Amphetamines aren't sweets, you know,
Lizzie. They're dangerous to the heart

potentially addictive.

I'm surprised anyone prescribes them
anymore.

I hold you personally responsible for
this, Doctor.

What on earth do you think you're doing?

I'm holding our son.

I want us to keep him.

Deal with this, Simon.

Daddy, you're impossible.

I leave you alone for one afternoon and
look what happens.

Thank you so much for rescuing him,
Doctor.

Well, say thank you, Daddy.

My gratitude is immeasurable, Dr.
Chelsea.

And he'll be all right?

He'll be a little sore for a few days
whilst the tall ligaments heal.

But if you make sure he takes his
painkillers.

Oh, Doctor, you can call Valentine.

Tell him I won't be needing his services
after all.

Will do, Mr. Rose.

You are not smoking that filthy thing in
here.

Honestly, I don't know how you put up
with him.

You never called Valentine in the first
place, did you?

On the other hand, looking after any
child can have its difficulties.

But you think he'd be better off with
us?

Well, as far as the quality of life is
concerned, there's no question, really.

No idea what you're taking on.

What we're taking on?

Or do you want to reject me too?

Along with our defective baby.

Look, I think that you both need to
think very carefully about how this

affect your relationship.

Do you honestly believe that we can
cope?

If Mrs Troughton can manage on her own,
with a husband who works and two other

children to care for, I think we, with
our nanny, our daily help and our

housekeeper, can make an attempt.

We have told everyone that he didn't
survive.

But now what are we going to say?

We'll tell them the truth.

This is our son, who we love.

No matter what other people might think.

I don't know of Anisha.

But he's your son.

He deserves a decent life.

And he will have that in a clinic.

I don't want to spend the rest of my
life wondering what happened to the

had locked away.

Simon, I don't want to force you to
choose.

But I'm not giving him up.

Then why consult me?

If you've made up your mind.

Because I want you to want him too.

Let's do this together.

Have you got time for a quick drink
before you go?

I should be getting back.

Oh, dear.

Kids haven't seen you for days, have
they?

Look... I meant what I said, you know.

This state of affairs won't last
forever.

No, I can suppose it will.

You look exhausted.

Busy day?

At least mine is.

I was thinking of grabbing some supper
later. I wondered if you'd like to join

me.

Sorry, we're going out.

Of course. I suppose I can pick your
brain about my paper some other time.

Good night. Enjoy yourself.

Night.

Managed to resist the lure of the
psychiatry paper, then?

I've got much more interesting plans for
tonight.

I've been so stupid.

Oh, you're as thin as a ladder is.

What possessed you?

I wanted to gain some address.

I didn't want to let Denise down.

She's hardly twiggy, is she?

Oh, you daft ape.

Killing yourself for the sake of a
couple of pounds.

Well, I think if you hadn't been here,
if the doctors hadn't... Oh,

Lizzie.

What would me and your mother do without
you?

Next time I see you in hospital bed,
I'll be bringing a teddy bear for my

grandchild.

You're the old world to me and your
mother, you know.

You ever frighten me, ever frighten me
like that again, it'll be me needing

treatment for a heart attack.

Sorry, Dad.

Come. Come here.