All language subtitles for The Good Karma Hospital s03e03_English

[ Laughter,
indistinct conversations ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

This place hasn't seen a doctor
since a good few years.

I hope you're feeling energetic.

Well, I could've done
with an extra hour in bed.

RAM: You know at my age
you don't need as much sleep.

That's one of the benefits
of getting older.

Not that I'm old.

No, of course not.

You're maturing like a fine wine
or a classic car.

[ Chuckles ] You're right.

[ Dog barks ]

So, who's the first
on our list today?

It's a house call.

Sitesh Pillai.

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Car door closes ]

Mr. Pillai?

I told them!
No doctors!

[ Woman and man vocalizing ]

Now go,
or I swear I will shoot.

[ Gun cocks ]

Mr. Pillai,
we just want to help.

My friend, if you're planning
to threaten somebody with a gun,

the least you can do
is to load it up.

Please.

All I want
is to be left alone.

How did you know
it wasn't loaded?

It's a revolver.

You can see
all the chambers are empty.

Yeah, no, I get that.

I mean, how did you know

there wasn't still
one in the barrel?

RUBY: This looks painful?

SITESH: It isn't.

I can't feel anything.

RUBY:
That's not a good thing.

RAM:
You're a diabetic?

So they tell me.

You need to dispose of
all these old syringes.

And take your medicines
on time.

How long has it been like this?

I don't know, a few weeks.

I can't get a pulse.

-Borderline ischemic.
-What's that?

The diabetes has affected
the blood supply to your foot.

So it makes any infection
more serious.

We'll need to do a scan
at the hospital

and take some blood.

No. No. No.
I'm not leaving this house.

Mr. Pillai,
if you neglect this,

you could lose your foot.

-About that, I'm quite sure.
-It's what they want!

They'll wait for me to leave

and then they will
knock it down.

[ Knocks on door ]

Ah, I told you!

This is all your doing,
isn't it?

You sent them, didn't you?

For God's sake,
I didn't send them, Mr. Pillai.

They were coming
to the village anyway.

I asked them to visit you
because I was worried.

Lilly Chacko,
Barco Sun Estates.

How is he?

-Um, we're still assessing that.
-I see.

What's going on?

I work for a property
development company.

We're looking to build a hotel
on this site.

It is not a "site."
It is my home!

Now get out!
Where's my pistol?

For some reason, my face makes
him reach for his damn revolver.

Perhaps we can talk in private?

We've made a number of offers
to Sitesh to buy his land

but he's refused to sell,

which is of course his right.

When I came to see him
yesterday,

he was lying on the floor
struggling to breathe.

That's why I contacted you.

I assume you're taking him
to hospital?

-Not immediately.
-Yes, most --

I still need to complete
my assessment,

if you don't mind?

Of course.

Please let me know
what you decide.

No, I don't want
to keep holding!

What I want is to speak
to the captain.

Yes, it is vital.

Damn police force is run
by a bunch of bloody idiots.

Yes?

You wanted to see me?

Oh, yes.

I need you to rejig
the night rota.

I've requested Dr. Ray
to stay on a little longer,

and she's agreed.

She's working here?

Ever since the attack on Jyoti,

I've been looking
into various ways

of treating her
here at the hospital.

First thing on the list
is a plastics specialist.

I would have liked to have
been consulted.

And I'd like to throttle
the bloke

on the other end
of this phone.

Dr. Ray is the only person

who can give Jyoti the care
she needs, Dr. Varma.

I've no intention of prying
into your personal life,

but if you want me to,
I will.

Well?

Good. Then that's agreed.

You know how good a surgeon
she is.

You also know how much good
she can do here,

not just for Jyoti
but for countless others.

Is that all?

MAN: Hello. Hello.

Hello?

Yes, of course,
I'm still here.

No, don't you --

GREG: Tommy, can we get Kush
to get us some more alcohol?

-Tommy?
-[ Cellphone vibrates ]

Oh.

If that's
that same priapic idiot

you gave your number to again,
just --

Just mum.

Well, you better call her back.

She's probably worried.

Us men can happily go years

without any form
of communication

with our loved ones.

Women not so much.

Mothers?
You can measure in milliseconds.

Call back.

What are you reading, dad?

This is the official regulations
of the licensing board.

I'm looking for what is
commonly known as a loophole

to our alcohol problem
slash emerging tragedy.

And?

Nothing.

They've got it sewn up tighter
than an elephant in a tuk tuk.

And I'm just about to give up.

And let them win?

No. Come on.

There must be something.

Look here.

Where do I begin?

[ Indistinct conversations ]

The donor skin
won't attach permanently,

so we'll leave it
in place for a week or so,

like an organic dressing.

Does that make sense?

I was just telling Jyoti

about her skin graft
this afternoon.

How are you feeling, honey?

Can we get you anything?

Is the pain relief working?

The morphine makes me tired.

-That's a good thing, I guess.
-LYDIA: Mm-hmm.

It is if it's helping you sleep.

Now, your mother
called this morning.

She'd like to come in
to see you.

I don't want to see her.

I don't want to see anyone.

I'm going to be assisting
with Jyoti's surgery.

Is there anything you need?

The operation
is scheduled for 2:00,

so I'll come in at 1:50.

I know you're angry.
You asked me to leave.

And yet you stayed.

Then let me explain.

Well, I think it's obvious,
don't you?

Lydia wants us to work together
like professionals.

I know I can.

I hope you can too.

RUBY:
Try and keep this clean

and raised
whenever you can.

How's his blood sugar?

RAM: 18.2. Still too high.

Have you been taking your
insulin before the meals?

SITESH:
Sometimes I forget.

RAM:
If this infection gets worse,

there are all the chances
you may die.

You have to come in
to the hospital, Mr. Pillai.

They'll take this place.

If I leave,
I'll never be allowed back.

Is there anyone here
that can help you?

I have no friends here.

They all hate me.

Apparently I am single-handedly
crushing their dreams.

What about family?

I was married.

My wife...left.

Isn't there any way
that you can treat me here?

I'm sorry.
It's just not practical.

Please.

We had a daughter.

She was 5 years old.

You know, this is my home.

Everything I have is here.

I will never leave this place,

even if it means
I have to die here.

So, how is he?

Well, not great.

We tried to do
whatever we could,

but he's still
refusing to leave.

No surprise there.

He's an incredibly
difficult man.

By difficult, you mean
he won't sell you his house?

The hotel complex will take up
the entire village,

not just Sitesh's land.

And the fact is,
all these people,

they want to sell.

Life is hard here.

The soil is poor,
there's outbreaks of typhoid.

We've offered to re-house
everyone in a new development

20 kilometers away

with running water, electricity,
and proper sanitation.

There is no nobility
in being poor.

The people here want the same
opportunities as everyone else.

You do know why he won't move?

He told you about his daughter?

He's told me a hundred times.

Don't get me wrong.

I am sympathetic,

but he is making himself ill
by staying here.

He goes days without eating,

he, he drinks himself
unconscious whenever he can.

He'd be so much better
by moving away,

if you could
just explain to him.

Well, we don't want to get
involved in your politics.

But if you could make him see
that medically he's in danger --

We have.

But if he's in possession
of his senses,

then that's his decision.

I would say
that's highly debatable.

You saw the gun, right?

He's desperate, not mad.

In my professional opinion.

Look, if there are
any logistical issues

that are holding you back,

costs of ambulances,
medevac that kind of thing,

my company
has contingency budgets,

money kept aside
for medicine, equipment.

Anything you want.

Are you trying to bribe us?

I'm just saying that

if you can persuade
Sitesh to leave,

then everyone can benefit.

You are unbelievable.

No!

Dr. Nair?

You're not seriously
considering it?

Listen, we have patients to see,

and we are already
behind schedule.

So please,
allow us to finish our work.

Obviously, the trick is to only
remove the damaged tissue.

The last thing we want
is deeper scarring.

And that's why you're not
going to use staples.

Exactly.

Her body's going to reject
the donor skin,

so I'll have to remove it
in a week.

And glue and sutures
will cause much less trauma.

Dr. Varma,
how are we doing there?

GABRIEL:
Prepped and ready.

Okay, great.

Well, if Jyoti's
not going to need

any more surgery
until next week,

we'll have to think of
something else to keep you busy.

So, how's your general practice?

I'm bound to be
a little rusty.

Yes, you've been
a plastics surgeon

for what, 10 years?

That's a long time.

Long enough to train you.

[ Both chuckle ]

We see all kinds of cases here.

I mean, how are you
on venereal disease?

Obviously, I have no
first-hand experience,

but I do remember the basics.

And I promise to be
a very attentive pupil.

More saline please.

Dr. Walker?

If Sitesh really won't budge,

then we can treat him
as an outpatient.

-Ruby...
-I know it's not ideal,

but we can at least
stop things from getting worse.

RAM: It's a three-hour
round trip.

And you are needed
at the hospital.

I'll do it after work.

RAM: And get exhausted?

I mean how does that benefit
your patients at the hospital?

And you're going to come here
how many times,

like twice a week, more?

What's the alternative?

Do nothing?
Let him die?

He's got no one.

I can change his dressing,
organize his medication for him.

Make sure he eats something.

But I'm on call tonight,
I can't wait around.

Well, then don't.

RUBY: It's just dahl.

I'm not much of a cook.

-Thank you.
-Uh.

Insulin first.

It's been a while
since I had any company.

It's nice.

My daughter used
to creep out here sometimes

when it was past her bedtime,
hoping I wouldn't notice.

[ Chuckles ] She was --
she was always so busy.

The only time
she would stand still

was when we would measure her.

There are notches on the wall

where we would mark
how tall she'd got.

One for every birthday.

-[ Horn honks ]
-Who's that?

I think that's for me.

I'll go and check.
Won't be second.

It's all right.

What are you doing here?

I thought you'd be with Ranjit
with that old banger of his.

Lucky for you,
I saw him leaving.

How is he?

Mm.

Ram told me your heart
was bleeding.

Oh, and that you're impossible.

Oh, well,
I learned from the best.

It's one of your most
endearing qualities.

-Mm.
-So?

Yeah better.

A good meal
and 20 units helped.

Okay. Let's go.

I'm just gonna get my bag
and say bye.

Can I help you?

Deepak Kohli?

Who are you?

My name is Lydia Fonseca.

I work at
the Good Karma Hospital

with Jyoti, your fiancé.

Is everything all right, sir?

Jyoti's been
a patient in the hospital

for the last few days,

and I was wondering why
you haven't been in to see her.

That's none of your business.

Would you like me
to tell you how she is?

Can you please leave.

Jyoti has suffered
full thickness burns

from a vicious acid attack
to her face and neck.

She will need
numerous operations,

reconstructive surgery,
skin grafts,

which,
despite our best efforts,

will still leave her
scarred for life.

And that's before we get
to the psychological damage.

And why you telling me this?

Wow.

That's your reaction, is it?

Not how is she feeling,

or how long will
she have to be in hospital,

or a hundred other questions
any normal person might ask.

Look, I don't know
what's gone on here,

but I swear if find out
you are in any way involved,

you'll spend the rest
of your life behind bars.

And in the meantime,

if you or anyone you know
goes near Jyoti,

even so much as a phone call,

you'll have me to answer to.

Understood?

Throw her out!

[ Engine starts ]

RUBY: So she's staying?

Well, that's great, isn't it?

GABRIEL: Okay, so, uh...

Aisha and I have I guess
what you'd call a history

back in Mumbai.

I didn't tell you because
she wasn't going to stay,

so I --
I didn't see the point.

I'm guessing she didn't
just turn up in Barco

out of the blue?

No she, came here to find me

and see how I felt about her.

That's what she told you?

Mm-hmm.

And how do you feel?

What she and I had
was over a long time ago.

How long were you together?

Three years.

It was complicated.

She was married at the time.

And now?

[ Sighs ] She's divorced.

So she tells me.

So you were her lover?

Well, I mean, it --

It wasn't what I wanted, uh...

She promised me that she'd,
uh...

It was one of the reasons
why it all ended.

Look, I've already told her
that I'm with you.

So now I'm just telling you
about her.

So everyone is
fully in the picture.

-Okay?
-Yeah.

We should probably go.

TOMMY: I've got it.

I was in the shower,
and it just hit me.

What hit you?

The answer!
Our loophole.

It's so simple.

-Okay...
-So.

There is an exemption.

Bars are allowed to serve booze
if they're more than

500 meters away
from the highway.

It's something to do
with drink driving, right?

So how far away are we?

We are exactly 432 meters.
I've checked.

Maths isn't exactly
your strong point, is it?

No, look, look.

-If we do --
-[ Cellphone ringing ]

-Oh.
-I thought you'd called her?

-No, I'll ring her back in a --
-GREG: No. Do it now.

-No.
-Or you're grounded.

Or something.

Unless you want to clean
the toilets out instead of me?

[ Cellphone rings ]

Hi, mum.

[ Indistinct conversations,
children laughing ]

Hey.

Hi.

So he told me.

And as we're going to be
working together,

I thought you should know
it's not an issue.

At least not for me.

I think it's nice
to be out in the open

about all this,
don't you?

Definitely.

Lydia persuaded me
to stay here.

She can be very persuasive.

I think we can both
agree on that.

Anyway, look, I just wanted
to clear the air.

Thanks.

That's much appreciated.

I get what you're doing here.

This place it's, uh, got life,

unlike a damn clinic in Mumbai.

Must be nice to make
a difference?

I think so.

You certainly have to be tough
to work here.

I'm sure you'll fit right in.

Anyway, um, I have patients.

I'll see you.

EDMUND: It's incredible!

Absolutely above and beyond.

I can't believe
you actually found her.

Well, I think so.

I popped by the Town Hall
and spent the afternoon

looking through their records.

So this is where Dina's family
have moved to.

Pandai?

-Is that how you say it?
-Yes, Pandai.

It's not far.

Actually, I think
there's a direct bus.

There are detailed records
for the district in the temple.

I'm off tomorrow, so I thought
maybe we could go together?

But you are so busy, here.

I don't want to waste your time
or your day off.

It's fine.

Really.

There you go.
All done.

SITESH: [ In distance ]
What have you done?

-What have you done to me?
-Sorry. Excuse me.

SITESH:
What have you put inside me?

I didn't want this!
I didn't want it!

-You are ruining everything.
-RAM: Calm down. Calm down.

They will take my house!

I specifically said
I did not want to be here.

Sitesh,
what are you doing here?

Ask him!

Well, I was on call last night
when Lilly rang.

She said she went to see Sitesh
for one final offer,

and she found him unwell.

RUBY: Unwell?

What does that mean?

Well, he was semiconscious.
He was rambling.

Anyway they asked me,
whether they could bring him in.

He was hyperglycemic all day.

He probably just needed
a shot of insulin.

Which she wouldn't know that.

-She's not a doctor, Ruby.
-Exactly!

From what I understand,

he's not managing his diabetes
at all well,

and that foot
is riddled with infection.

This is the best place for him.

He specifically asked us
not to take him to hospital!

And why didn't you call me?

I could have been there
in the time it took

-to bring him in.
-It was 11:00 p.m.

what would you have done?

Driven two hours
into the countryside?

I have a duty of care to you,
as well to him.

-That's for me to decide.
-No, it isn't!

This property company
have offered to pay

for any tests or medicine
that Sitesh might needs.

They've even offered to buy us
a new ECG kit.

How would they even know
what that is?

Well, Lilly asked me
whether we needed anything,

and I mentioned
yes, we could use one.

So you're happy
to let them bribe you?

Dr. Walker,
that's enough...

How dare you!

I did what any responsible
physician would have done.

And for the record,
I have made my concerns

very clear on this
right from the start!

-He's my patient.
-And I'm your boss!

Everything okay?

-What?
-With your mum?

Yeah, it's great.

Yeah.

She just wanted to moan about
what a cow Aunty Carol is.

We disagreed about
virtually everything,

but on that,
me and your mum were as one.

The road.

You didn't let me explain.

So if you're 500 meters away
from a public highway,

you are exempt from the ban.

But we're 68 meters short.

That is if you go directly
from the road to the bar.

But if you don't...

I'm listening.

You have a visitor.

-It's Deepak Kholi's mother.
-Oh.

MARI:
Before you talk to her,

there's something
you should know.

Jyoti was seeing someone else.

Someone other than Deepak.

I didn't say anything
because --

well, because she has enough
to deal with

without her family thinking
that she's somehow responsible.

You should've said something.

It isn't that easy, Lydia.

I didn't say it was.

I just wanted to check
if she's all right.

I've been meaning to come
for a few days,

but, um...

Physically,
her injuries are severe

but not life threatening.

However, psychologically,
she's very fragile.

Will you send
my best wishes to her?

She was always such
a pretty little thing.

When I spoke to your son
yesterday,

he seemed more resentful
and angry than upset.

I think this was a mistake.

I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have come.

Thank you.

I also know why.

No matter the provocation,
no human being deserves this.

Take a look.

We took these
the morning after the attack.

You can see the extent
of the injury.

The acid burned through
all three layers of her skin.

Now, I know he's your son
and you love him.

But if you know anything
about what happened,

you have to tell the police.

-[ Indistinct conversations ]
-[ Engine revs ]

[ Horn honking ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Man speaking indistinctly
over P.A. ]

Pandai, please.

Senior ticket return.

[ Man speaking indistinctly
over P.A. ]

[ Engine revs, horn honks ]

[ Man vocalizing ]

GREG:
That's already 65 meters,

so that makes us
over 500 meters from the road.

My only daughter
is a certified genius.

We are now officially re-open.

[ All cheering ]

Come on, everyone.
Come on.

Can't believe it.
You are absolutely brilliant.

We did do it.

I feel like the pied piper.

[ Both laugh ]

Right, ladies and gentlemen,

start thinking about
what you'd like to drink.

We've got the fantastic
cold beer.

Obviously,
we've got Browners beer,

imported from a very important
village in the Black Country.

Right, ladies and gentlemen,

two for one for cocktails --

one half-price
if your drinking alone.

Here we go.

SITESH: [ Crying ]

Sitesh, come on.

-Come on.
-I can't.

I can't...

Look, discharging yourself
without any kind of plan,

without speaking to me
or anyone else,

that's the worst thing
you could do right now.

Sitesh, I know how much
you love your house.

I don't!

I hate it.

I hate it so much.

I only stay
in case she comes back.

Your wife?

My -- My daughter.

I thought she died.

It was a week after
her fifth birthday.

She went to play in the woods
while I was working.

She loved exploring.

She just wanted to play, but...

I was too busy.

it was just a few minutes
till she -

When I went to find her,
she was gone.

You never found her?

But I kept thinking...

somehow...

Somehow, someday...

she would come back to me.

[ Crying ]

I'm just stuck.

I want it all to stop.

RUBY: Hey.

Hello.

I spoke with Sitesh.

He wants to sell the house.

We can treat him here
as long as we like.

He just needs
a couple of things.

Well, I'm glad to hear that.

It's the correct decision.

I know you wouldn't
take a bribe.

I shouldn't have said that.

No, you shouldn't have.

But then, I shouldn't have
shouted at you either.

Slapping the desk was,
very overdramatic --

a little too Bollywood.

[ Chuckles ]

Now that's something
I'd like to see.

[ Chuckles ]

You are ready?

It's time.

[ Horn honks ]

Please tell me this is
about Deepak Kohli?

POLICE OFFICER: Yes.

His mother has been
in touch with us.

Good, at last we're finally
getting somewhere.

Now I know these things
can be hard to prosecute.

Mrs. Kohli has made
a complaint against you.

What?

She says you visited her home
and threatened her son.

-Is this true?
-Excuse me?

It isn't Dr. Fonseca
you should be questioning.

It's him.

We interviewed Deepak
the day after the attack.

It's standard procedure
in a case like this.

He has witnesses who vouch
for his whereabouts.

Here we go.

And these so-called "witnesses",

have you looked into them?

Did you go to Deepak's home
and threaten him?

You can't take the law
into your own hands.

He is either directly
or indirectly responsible

for a vicious attack

that left a young girl
scarred for life.

And if there's evidence
we'll investigate.

But until then,
I'd advise you to not have

any further contact
with the Kohli family

and leave
the detective work to us.

You told her, didn't you?

She was just trying to help.

We both are.

Jyoti,
if you keep quiet on this,

then you're allowing them
to blame you.

We have to make sure that
they don't get away with this.

We are not in this together.

The rules that apply to you
are not the same ones

that apply to me.

You know nothing about me.

Neither of you do.

I do know that
whatever happened,

it wasn't your fault.

You don't have a clue.

You don't understand.

You'll never understand.

Is something wrong?

No.

At least --

I'm sorry.

I'm trying to find
his ventricle,

his left ventricle.

Should it take this long?

Oh. Come on.

Dr. Ray,
would you like some help?

No, thank you.
I got this.

See, Ultrasound is a complex
visuo-motor skill.

In other words,
there is a knack.

There.

See?

It just takes
a little practice.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Come, Edmund.

How old is this place?

200 years, more or less.

And you have records
going back all that time?

Dina's family came here in 1975.

I don't have an address.

ARJUN: I'm sure we'll be able
to find them.

We have records of births,
marriages.

It's all in here.

I'm very self-sufficient.

If you leave me
with the books or ledgers,

I'm quite happy
to plow through them.

Or we could look
on the computer.

I had the records transferred
a few years ago.

Come sit.

[ Keyboard clacking ]

Quite a common surname.

Hang on.

This might be something...

A Menon wedding in 1979.

Perhaps a relation?

That might lead us
to more of the family

and hopefully an address.

Here we are.

Dina Menon.

What does it say?

She appears a couple of times
in the 1990s.

She's mentioned regarding
a cousin's wedding

and her brother-in-law's
funeral.

And then...

Edmund, I'm so sorry.

It says here
she passed five years ago.

Are you sure?

That there can be no doubt?

You have my sympathy.

-Oh.
-It's okay.

LYDIA:
Keep still. Keep still.

[ Groans softly ]

That is looking very good.

No sign of bleeding
or infection.

We'll need to check
every few hours

and redress the wound.

I'd like to do that,
if I can.

I'll need a mirror, yes?

And you're worried

how I'll react
when I see myself?

MARI: It's still
really early days, Jyoti.

There's a lot more swelling
to go down,

and a lot more operations.

Thing is Jyoti,

there's no right or wrong way
to go from here.

You must do whatever you want
when you're ready.

But in the meantime,
if you'd like,

we can organize a counselor
to come and talk to you.

I don't need anyone else
telling me

what I can or cannot do.

They won't tell you.
they'll advise you.

JYOTI: I don't need anyone.

RUBY: Sitesh.

Please.

No.

My friend...

...As a father,
I can see you have known sadness

like none of us
can possibly imagine.

You lost the most precious gift
that is given to all of us,

the gift of a child.

Why cause death
when we can celebrate life?

This woman,
this young doctor...

...she cared for you,

cooked for you,

dressed your wounds.

Is this the way
you are going to repay

her kindness and love?

Please, Sitesh.

Give me the gun.

[ Sniffles ]

Take this energy,
little one.

Be at peace.

Cross into the light

and remember me.

[ Indistinct conversations,
up-tempo music plays ]

Huh?

Please tell me
you're impressed.

I'm really not in the mood.

Would it help if I told you
that I love you?

Not remotely.

And anyway,
if you did love me,

you'd have got you
some pink gin.

Pink Gin?
I didn't knew you liked that.

That's cause you never listen.

Tommy, could you pass me
the you-know-what?

-GREG: Tommy?
-What?

Oh, never mind.

TOMMY: Hi.

Ready mixed.

Just add ice.

LYDIA: Tommy?

You know, your father can be
surprisingly sensitive.

[ Chuckles ]

-Thank you.
-It's my pleasure.

-Go on then. Get some ice.
-Oh, obviously.

[ Crickets chirping ]

I've had worse coffee
in my life,

but this is
definitely top three.

You used to laugh more.

You used to be funnier.

[ Chuckles softly ]

Why did you get divorced?

I mean, why now?

Why not five years ago?

You mean why I never
left him for you?

I never asked you
to leave him.

[ Sighs ]

It wasn't anything dramatic.

We never shouted at each other,

I never found him in bed
with anyone else.

If it was anything,
it was the joke.

The joke?

You know,
when we first met,

he told this long-winded,
stupid joke.

It wasn't that funny,

but I loved that he made
this effort, you know.

Then I soon realized,

he would tell that joke
to absolutely everybody.

It's a thing he did
when he met new people.

I must have heard that joke
about 200 times.

One day, I just woke up
and I was like,

"I-I-I can't listen
to that joke ever again."

Just being stuck in a rut.

I'm with Ruby now.

I know.

But I promised to stay
and help out.

If that's all right?

[ Exhales sharply ]

What was the joke?

[ Laughs ]

[ Both laugh ]

[ Woman and man vocalizing ]