Original subtitles

If there is a health problem at the mine

I'm sure the Coal Board is aware of it.

(Megan) 'I don't think they are.'

And if they aren't

then we've got to tell 'em about Sharpe.

Elwyn was obsessed with lung diseases

as if nothing else matters.

Well, there's a simple way of finding out

how big the problem is.

Chest x-rays.

I told you to get Elwyn's diary for me.

I couldn't find it.

[car honking]

(Emlyn) 'I'm afraid it could be very serious.'

You could end up in borstal, Dan.

This is all your fault.

- Tom-- - You could have saved my dad

if you weren't so interested in my stepmum.

[theme music]

Hello.

You're Rhys Stephens.

I know.

You're brilliant.

Am I?

My dad says you might be as good as Cliff Morgan one day.

Well, I hope your dad's right.

What are you doing here?

It's my x-ray van.

You don't know how to get to Trefelin, do you?

Yeah.

Can you show me?

Stick your bike in the back, and you can ride

up front in the cab with me.

What do you want?

I, uh, came to see your mother.

She's not my mum.

How is she?

My dad's dead. How do you think she is?

May I see her?

Why not? That's the only reason you ever came here.

I'm sorry, I haven't come around to see you since the funeral.

Uh...I-I wasn't sure of the right moment

and I didn't want to intrude.

No, no. I'm glad you came.

It's nice to see a friendly face.

Everyone else has dropped around

telling me they're sorry about Gareth

but really they're just watching me.

Everything I say, I do.

But that's Trefelin for you.

Thank you.

I have always wondered, Prem.

What made you decide to come to Wales?

Why not?

Land of Dylan Thomas

"Lawrence of Arabia," Richard Burton.

Richard Burton?

I love films.

I never missed one with Cary Grant

or David Niven or Dirk Bogarde.

Oh, "A Matter Of Life And Death."

David Niven, I love that film. He plays a fighter-pilot

who falls in love with a radio operator.

Even though they've only spoken on the radio

for a few seconds before he's killed.

And no one can understand

why they've fallen in love so quickly.

And her love brings him back to life.

That film makes me cry every time.

I'm the same with "Dumbo."

What? Well, don't laugh.

It's really, really sad in the middle.

[instrumental music]

Oi, get your head in for right now.

Can't believe he took the law into his own hands.

Why does it matter what the Indian doctor does?

You're the boss, Dickie.

It matters a great deal.

Well, as soon as your promotion comes through

we'll never have to think about these stupid little people

and their stupid little problems ever again.

That's the point, Sylvia.

I might not get the promotion.

Of course you will. Why wouldn't you?

Let's just say there are some things

the Coal Board doesn't need to know.

What's that got to do with the x-rays?

I'm sure Sharma doesn't even know what he's doing.

Do they even have x-rays in India?

I don't know why I bother sometimes.

I've got something for you.

I've done some more work on Owen's diary.

- You didn't need to. - No, no. It was good.

Took my mind off things.

- I was right about Sharpe. - What do you mean?

According to Elwyn, Sharpe has been breaking

every safety regulation there is and has been for years.

The coal dust in the mine is worse

than anyone ever remembers.

Someone's got to stop him.

[chuckles] And you still think it should be me?

Well, you're a doctor, Prem. People'll listen to you.

I'm not sure about that.

Anyway, we need proof. That's just hearsay.

So what? We just give up?

No. If there is a health problem in the village

then it's my responsibility.

Uh, first we have to find out exactly

how many miners have got lung disease and how bad it is.

How?

Simple. Chest x-rays.

We get every miner x-rayed.

You know what these men are like about their health.

We'll never get them to a hospital.

We don't need to.

Got to stop him.

I've worked too hard and too long for this promotion.

And you deserve it, Dickie.

I do.

Everything's going to be so much better when we move.

You just need to relax and stop worrying all the time.

That's probably all it is.

What?

You know, why you can't--

Stop it. It's irritating.

When we get to Nottingham, will you please see a doctor?

What for?

I want a baby, Dickie. I'm not getting any younger.

Oh, for Pete's sake, will you stop going on about babies?

More important things on my mind.

[door opens]

[door closes]

Dr. Sharma, it's here.

That's Rhys Stephens.

- Who? - Rhys Stephens.

Fly-half for Cardiff and Wales. Rugby, he's famous.

Oh, right.

- Dr. Sharma. - 'Hello.'

Rhys Stephens. Is the van alright--

I'm Gina.

Pleased to meet you, Rhys Stephens.

I know. I saw you play in Cardiff against England.

You were amazin'.

Not that amazing. We lost.

I know. That was awful. I still can't believe it.

Wh-what are you doing in Trefelin?

- Well, I'm with the x-ray van. - Yeah, of course, the x-ray.

Well, we were just talking about that actually.

I'm Dr. Sharma's receptionist.

Well, assistant really.

He-he never told me it would be you.

- Well, it is. - I know.

[laughs]

Well, anyway, uh, Mr. Sharpe, the colliery manager

has given us permission to set up outside the mine.

The easier we make it for the miners

the more x-rays we'll get.

Right, well, give me directions and get cracking.

I could show him the way.

You sure you don't mind?

Is that alright?

It's fine.

Come on then.

- You okay to get in? - Yeah.

(Rhys) 'Cheers, Dan.'

[van door closes]

[engine revving]

[door closes]

The x-ray van's arrived.

Where have you been?

I had to check in on Mrs. Evans.

You seem to be spending a lot of time with her.

Because of the diary.

If we want to get to the bottom of the miners' health problems

then we have to translate the diary.

I can't do that without her.

You know, the other night..

...why did her son say you were too interested

in his stepmother to care about his father?

Kamini, his father had just died. He was upset.

Besides, he's a teenager. He doesn't know

what he's saying half the time.

And that's all it is?

I'm needed at the x-ray van. I'll see you later.

[instrumental music]

(Rhys) Thank you.

- 'Thank you.' - No, no. I thank you.

Never have found this place on my own.

You sure you'll be alright getting back?

I don't have to get back.

- Not straight away. - Really?

I can help you set up if you want.

Well, there's not much to it, but, yeah, why not?

You're the first famous person I've ever met.

I'm not really famous.

You are.

Alright, maybe a little bit.

[Gina giggles]

Are you hungry? They've got a canteen inside.

No, I'm okay, ta.

Not even a cup of tea and a custard cream?

I'm not hungry, thanks.

Just a cup of tea then.

Alright, I'll have a cup of tea.

But only if you have one with me.

Okay.

[speaking Welsh]

I don't want anyone going near that van, understand?

Not one miner gets his chest x-rayed.

What am I supposed to tell them?

Tell them it was my idea.

Oh, then they'll be against it.

Exactly, tell them it makes the difference

between the mine staying open and shutting.

There's a 100 years of coal left in this pit.

It's not how much coal there is

it's how much it costs to get it out, Griffiths.

If those x-rays turn out badly

it's the perfect excuse for the Coal Board to shut it down.

They'll probably buy your

Indian doctor friend a champagne dinner.

They wouldn't shut the pit just because of that.

Do you wanna take a chance on it?

We're talking about men's lives.

No. We're talking about their livelihoods.

You don't care about this pit

or the men who work in it.

All you want to do is to get out of here.

I am getting out of here.

What?

I'm being promoted, Griffiths.

You make sure that none of your men so much as sets foot

in that x-ray van, and I'll be out of your hair forever.

I can't ask them to do that.

I rather think you can.

Or perhaps, I'll tell them about the money you stole.

Alright,but..

...thiswill be the last thing..

...I ever do for you.

Not quite.

I also want Dr. Elwyn's diary.

(Richard) 'Good afternoon, doctor.'

Mr. Sharpe.

I see your x-ray van has arrived.

Yes.

I still think you're gonna regret it..

...but I suppose you have to do what you think is best.

Indeed.

I hope you can get my men to cooperate.

They're a tricky bunch.

Well, I'll do my best.

Oh, and...I've been meaning to ask you

about the diary you mentioned.

Would you mind if I had a look?

I'm afraid I don't have it.

Well, I'm sure if you ask your lady friend nicely

she'll give it back to you.

- I beg your pardon? - Oh, come on, doctor.

We're both men of the world.

I don't know what you mean.

This is a village. People talk.

Cheerio.

[car honks]

[instrumental music]

♪ Ooh wa bop bop ba ♪

What's inside there is no different

from what was in them Cuban missiles.

It's all radiation one way or another.

Shouldn't be allowed.

You mark my words, if that thing goes up

there won't be much left of the village.

Gina, come on, get in the picture.

'Everybody, bunch up.'

♪ Ooh wa bop bop ba ♪

♪ Ooh wa bop bop ba ♪

Tom.

♪ Ooh wa bop bop ba ♪

♪ Ooh wa bop ♪♪

(Dan) Hi, doc.

(Rhys) 'Sorry.'

Well, you've, uh, attracted quite a crowd.

It happens sometimes.

Lots of, uh, pretty girls.

Radiographers aren't, uh..

...usually as popular as this in India.

Oh, it's not 'cause of that really.

[laughing] No, I'm just teasing.

You play rugby, I know. Gina told me.

So had many takers for your x-rays?

None.

None at all?

Probably all down the pub.

Right.

Well, maybe I'll drop in there.

See if I can't drum up some business.

(Dan) 'Rhys.'

Right.

I was so sorry to hear about your trouble.

Thank you.

Such a lovely gentleman, Gareth.

Yes.

Always helping other people.

Yes.

And so unlucky, poor man.

With his wife dying, Tom being left

without a mother and now this.

Mm-hmm.

It's always the good ones that suffer.

Still...at least he had you.

That's somethin', I suppose.

Yes.

[car honking]

[melancholic music]

- Mr. Stephens? - 'Yeah.'

Richard Sharpe, mine manager.

This is my car park.

You're clogging up with your van.

I'm sorry, I thought it had all been arranged.

Only teasing. We're delighted to have you here.

Absolutely thrilled. Uh, this is my wife, Sylvia.

Pleased to meet you.

Nice frock.

Thank you. It's new.

The Coal Board are-are very keen on this sort of thing.

A-and so, of course, am I. Have you had many takers yet?

- No, none actually. - Really?

Well, I expect things will liven up

when the men come off shift.

So this is what all the fuss is about.

My husband says you play rugby.

- Yeah. - And you're famous?

Well, I wouldn't say that.

Amazing. Y-you could fit a whole x-ray unit into one of these.

(Rhys) 'Would you like to have a look?'

Would you mind?

Incredible.

'Technology nowadays..'

Oh, thank you.

[clock ticking]

Have you heard about the x-ray van?

Yes, the doctor told me.

Dr. Sharma?

Yes.

You went to see the doctor?

No, he came here.

Really? You're not ill, are you?

No, he was paying his respects.

Oh.

I wouldn't have thought he'd been in the village

long enough to know anyone that well.

Mind you, I suppose with your Gareth being ill

you've spent a lot of time with our Indian doctor.

Such a lovely man.

Shame about him and his wife.

Well, some people are saying

he's found himself a fancy woman.

That's ridiculous.

Oh, that's what I keep saying, but you know

what people are like.

Still, lucky girl.

Whoever she is.

He kissed me, Tom.

I know, I saw.

He was just fooling around for a photograph.

It didn't even mean anything.

That's not what it looked like.

Oh, I was just excited, that's all. He's famous.

Maybe I should go away and come back when I'm famous.

No! I don't want you to go away.

I don't even care if you're famous.

- You don't care if I'm famous? - No.

Yeah, and, uh, your twistin' everything, Tom.

You're the one who's twisting things.

Look, if I made you jealous, I'm sorry.

- You didn't make me jealous. - Have I told you--

We're not married, Gina.

If you wanna go off with someone else, then you can.

But I love you, Tom.

People say that all the time. It doesn't mean anything.

I heard they were having some problems with the film.

Have they ironed all that out yet?

Well, a lot depends on the skill of the technician.

Some are better than others.

Yes, well, I'm sure we're all in good hands with you.

No matter how long you've been doing this.

Where are you staying?

Oh, I normally sleep in the van. Saves money.

Oh, you poor thing. What do you do for dinner?

I've got a camping stove in the back.

Oh, how awful. Well, at least let us make you dinner. Dickie?

(Richard) 'Absolutely. Our pleasure.'

Well, I wouldn't say no to a home-cooked meal.

What would you like?

Anything. Surprise me.

Alright, I will.

[engine revving]

[indistinct chatter]

Alright, come on, lads. Let him speak.

He doesn't understand it.

Give him a chance to explain. We owe him that.

Look, doc, a friend of mine got an x-ray once.

First, they told him he had a bit of dust.

A year later, he went back, and they said he had none.

(Prem) That's not possible with this kind of lung disease.

Once you've got it, you can never get rid of it.

So maybe he didn't have it in the first place.

Well, i-it's possible that there could have been a problem

with the x-ray film o-or the technician made--

You see, you can't trust these x-rays.

If they get it wrong, then I'll be moved

to surface work, and I lose half my pay.

Well, my wife's expectin' a baby.

Well, what happens to your wife and baby if you get sick?

Once it gets into your lungs

unless you stop breathing coal dust

it'll only get worse.

There's a lot that can kill you down the pit.

The dust is bad, but there's much worse.

Best just to get on with it.

I understand, really, but--

Have you ever been down a mine?

No offense, doc. You have no idea what we're talking about.

The most important thing is that the pit stays open.

More important than your lives?

You're not from around here, doctor.

You don't know what happens to a village

when a pit shuts down.

(Trystan) 'We need these jobs, doctor.'

[indistinct chatter]

[sighs] I wish I never posed for that stupid picture.

And that's all it was.

That's the reason he got so angry.

He kissed me.

Who? The rugby player?

It didn't mean anything.

Did you tell Tom it didn't mean anything?

I can't. He won't listen to me, and then..

...t-to top everything off, I think he broke up with me.

Give it a few days, and he probably won't even remember.

Do you really think so?

Men are always saying things

they don't mean when they're angry.

They can't help it.

Oh, I hope I get over this bug before the fight.

I'm gonna be no good running the food store

throwing up all the time.

How long has this been going on?

Days, every morning

just as I get up, it's awful.

You're not late, are you?

No, it's only just gone 3:00.

No, late this month.

No, I'm never late.

I'm always in at quarter to nine every morning.

No, Gina, not late for work.

Late for...you know..

We all know the Coal Board is looking

for an excuse to shut down the pit.

What I wanna know is, what does he get out of it?

I don't get anything.

If we don't let him take any of his x-rays

in the first place, then he can't fix the results.

I won't fix the results.

- They'll be-- - We should boycott the x-rays.

Tell Sharpe to stuff it.

This has nothing to do with Sharpe or the Coal Board.

Then why is the x-ray van parked up right outside the pit?

And why is Sharpe tellin' us all to get x-rayed?

I don't know.

Maybe you do and you're just not saying.

(Trystan) 'What are you getting out of this?'

- Nothing. - He's lying.

(Trystan) 'Whose side are you on, doc?'

Ask him why my dad died.

Go on, ask him.

Why did my dad die..

...after the hospital told him he had a year to live?

Tom, he had a heart attack. It could have happened at any time.

It didn't though, did it?

It happened when you were lookin' after him.

Tom, I did everything I could for your father

but I couldn't cure him.

No, you couldn't.

You wanna trust him?

I wish he'd never touched my dad.

- I am on your side. - He's lyin'.

His house is paid for by the Coal Board.

Him and Sharpe are as thick as thieves.

I saw him coming out of the Sharpe's house the other night.

No. Yes, but I went to speak--

The boy is right. Can't trust a word he says.

They're all the same.

You've got this all wrong.

Stop, doctor.

Don't. There's no point.

When you first came here, I was all for you.

We all were.

'But we need someone to look out for us, miners.'

The last thing we want around here..

...is a company doctor.

So you didn't have anyone volunteer for an x-ray?

No.

No one at all?

(Rhys) 'No one.'

Well, I'm sorry you've had a wasted day.

I'll have a word with my men tomorrow.

See if we can't rustle you up a few bodies.

Oh, no, thank you. I've had enough.

Gotta be up early.

(Sylvia) 'Oh, don't be silly.'

Big lad like you, I bet you could drink all night

and still get up in the morning.

[Richard laughs]

You'll be surprised.

And with my luck, everyone will turn up

first thing all at once in the morning.

I wouldn't count on it.

I've been here five years and believe me

it's been an uphill struggle trying to drag

these people into the 20th century.

[telephone ringing]

They can be very awkward.

Excuse me.

He can be such a bore when he starts going on about the mine.

They're all like that, all the managers.

Really?

Drive me mad.

No, thank you.

No?

Oh, alright, go on.

As long as I can have some more of your pudding.

Did you like it?

Like it? I loved it.

You're a cracking cook, Mrs. Sharpe.

Call me Sylvia.

Well, I knew it wouldn't be easy to convince them, but..

Well, I didn't expect them to turn on me like that.

You're not one of them, Prem.

You know, most of my patients are miners.

Or their families.

Without patients, I don't have a practice.

Why did they call you a company doctor?

They think I'm working for Sharpe or the Coal Board.

That's ridiculous. Did Sharpe tell them that?

I don't know, maybe.

He's been lying to everyone for years.

At least, that's what it says in Elwyn's diary.

I just can't get anyone to listen to me.

What do you expect? We don't fit in here.

We never will.

[instrumental music]

Morning, Rhys.

Rough night, was it?

What you been doing?

Come on, strappin' young lad like you.

I bet you're fighting the girls off.

I was last night..

'Hey, you haven't gone inside, have you?'

No, I just wasn't expecting anyone this early.

Give me a couple of minutes to set up and, uh

I'll be ready, uh?

What? What's wrong?

- You tell him. - Can't. You.

What?

I don't know how to say this, Rhys, but...you see

we think what you're doing for the miners is brilliant.

A great man like you to come all the way up here

'that means a lot. It's just..'

Nobody really x-rays you.

It's-it's nothing really. All you have to do is--

No, no, it's nothing like that.

The thing is, we're not here for the x-rays.

- No. - We can't have 'em.

It's nothing against you, mate.

- Nothing personal. - Absolutely not.

We think you're amazing.

I saw you play against the Netley. Best game I ever saw.

A penalty in the last minute.

Oh, bloody brilliant.

So...if you aren't here for the x-rays..

...why are you here?

We're, um, sort of a picket.

- We didn't wanna be. - Absolutely not.

But we drew straws and..

(Rhys) 'A picket?'

To enforce the boycott.

- Boycott? - Of your x-ray van.

No offense, Rhys, really

but it's our livelihoods at stake.

Right.

(Alun) 'Uh, we got tea, mate. Fancy a cuppa?'

(Rhys) 'Oh, oh, yes, please. Got some chairs inside.'

- No. - Can't do that.

Never crossed a picket line in my life.

You could bring 'em out, mind.

Sharma is only doing this whole x-ray business

because Sharpe told him to.

And he calls himself a doctor. Huh! He's a disgrace.

Well, he's Indian. What do you expect?

Well, I expect him to do his job properly.

Well, he can't, can he?

'Cause he's too busy smarming up to Sharpe.

Oh, you can't trust those people.

They don't care who they step on.

What we need is a proper doctor.

My husband is a proper doctor.

He's a better doctor than you or anybody else

in this village has ever seen.

He could have been a surgeon.

Well...maybe, he should have been then.

Because he's not much of a doctor.

You have no idea how lucky you are that he's here at all.

But you wouldn't because you're all too ignorant

to see what a remarkable, honest

decent man he is.

Oh.

Well, pardon us.

Who do you think you are?

(Kamini) 'Coming here was the worst mistake we ever made.'

Well, why don't you go back

to where you came from then?

You won't be missed.

I'll have the results for you in 24 hours.

The test might come back negative.

It won't. I'm pregnant. I know I am.

Even if you are pregnant, it's not the end of the world.

It is.

Gina, you're a very capable young lady.

I can't think of many people who could manage

this surgery the way you do.

And if you can cope with that, you can cope with anything.

My nan will kill me.

I'm sure she'll be fine.

No, you don't understand.

That's why she kicked my mum out of the house

'cause she got pregnant with me.

Oh.

Is there anyone else you could go to?

'No.'

What about the father?

I think we split up yesterday.

'Have you told him?'

No.

He's so hard to talk to about anythin'.

Well, you really should talk to someone.

Don't keep it to yourself.

Who?

Well, I'm always here.

If you're worried about anything at all

you can always come to me.

If I am pregnant..

...is there something you can do?

You know, make it go away?

Gina, no. I'm sorry.

And it's against the law.

'Gina..'

'...promise me you won't do anything rash.'

Rhys?

Oh, Mrs. Sharpe.

What a lovely surprise.

You ran off so quickly last night

I didn't get a chance to say goodbye properly.

- Sorry. - That's alright.

I knew you would.

Soon as Dickie started going on

about his stupid machines.

It wasn't that, I, uh--

If he tells me about the white teeth

of techno-whatsit one more time, I think I'll scream.

I was just nervous about leaving the van.

I had a great time, honestly.

Did you really?

Yeah. It was fun.

And you're a great cook, Mrs. Sharpe.

Sylvia. I was just on my way to the shops.

If you tell me what you like, I could do you something

really special for tonight.

Ah, I won't be here tonight.

I'm booked over in Aberbargoed.

Got to shoot off as soon as I'm done.

Oh, you have to go?

I wish I didn't have to.

Well, can't you stay the night

and go to Aberbargoed in the morning?

No, they want me there tonight. Nothing I can do.

You could come over now. I could make you lunch.

It's only 11:00.

It's just a short walk.

I really gotta get back to the van.

I could come to you then. What would you like?

[sighs]

Anything's fine.

See you later then.

(Megan) The miners are boycotting the screening program.

How could they possibly think that Dr. Sharma

would do something just because Sharpe told him to?

I can see why the men are worried.

If the pit shuts down, there'll be no work.

Why would the pit shut down?

It's too small, Megan. It's the same all over the Valleys.

All the small pits are losing money.

Who says?

The future's in the new super-pits.

Did Sharpe tell you that?

It's no secret. Everyone knows.

[sighs]

Gareth thought the world of you, you know?

I know.

He told me once that you were

the only person he could trust.

And he could never understand

why you wouldn't stand up to Sharpe.

It's...complicated.

Tell me.

It doesn't matter.

- He'll be gone soon. - What?

The Coal Board are moving him on.

- Why? - What difference does it make?

Let's just let him go

and then we can get on with our lives.

No, Owen. Sorry, I can't do that.

Why not?

Because if what Dr. Elwyn has written in this diary is right

then more men are gonna die because of Sharpe.

Men like my Gareth.

Where did you get this?

Doesn't matter.

And you can't tell anyone.

[telephone ringing]

You should read it though and then tell me

Sharpe isn't so bad.

Dickie and I were so sorry to hear about your loss.

Thank you.

We'll be leaving the village soon.

Dickie's going to be promoted to area manager. In Nottingham.

Really?

Yes, it's a big step-up for him.

But if there's anything we can do for you

before we leave, just let us know.

You've done quite enough already, thank you.

I know we haven't always been the best of friends, Megan.

But Dickie really does think we should

put the past behind us and move on.

I'm sure he does.

We've always appreciated the little things

you've done for us.

So if you're short of money or anything

I could always find you some cleaning work to tide you over.

Who do you think you are, Sylvia?

There's no need to be rude.

I've got to go. I've got somebody inside.

The doctor?

No.

Only I heard you were seeing each other.

What do you mean seeing each other?

I don't really think that sort of thing is right.

Especially not between the races.

But I do admire your courage.

And I know how lonely it can get.

Owen?

Owen!

Right, that's it.

Where's Owen Griffiths?

He was here.

(Alun) 'Is he at the mine?'

Is all this nonsense his idea?

(male #1) 'Don't interfere, Mrs. Evans.'

(Alun) 'This is no place for a woman.'

Don't you dare try that on

with me, Alun Jones, I work here.

And I wanna know what it is you think you're doing.

They're trying to close the pit down.

- Who is? - Sharpe.

- 'The Coal Board.' - 'The Indian doctor.'

How do you know? Have you seen any reports?

Anything official from the Coal Boards?

Everyone knows.

Or is it just a rumor? A malicious rumor.

'Cause there's been lots of malicious rumors lately.

And some of them have been very personal.

I would have thought that most of you would have more sense

than to believe him, but I'm obviously wrong.

'Cause it looks like you believe anything Sharpe tells you.

He's got you all so terrified that the mine's about to shut

you'll even turn a blind eye to your own health.

Do you think he cares if you boycott the doctor's x-rays?

He needs those x-rays to shut down the mine.

The mine is not gonna shut down.

Sharpe's being promoted.

- What? - What?

Do you think the Coal Board

rewards men for failure?

And you know who's paid for that promotion, don't you?

Men like my husband.

And my uncle.

And my father.

Dying with their lungs clogged up with coal dust.

And if you don't stand up to Sharpe

then most of you will go the same way.

And women like me are gonna have to watch you die.

There's only one reason why Dr. Sharma brought

that x-ray van to our village.

To help you. All of you.

He's not a company doctor. He's standing up to Sharpe.

Like we all should have done years ago.

And if he can...so can we.

Well, okay. Thank you for your..

At this rate, I won't have any patients left.

People have been ringing up and cancelling all afternoon.

I'm sure it'll pass.

You won't believe the things that people

have been saying to me.

I would.

Some women were talking about you in Mrs. Davies' shop.

Well, what did they say?

They were just a few stupid people.

Who happen to be my patients.

I can't believe how quickly this has happened.

I'm just trying to help these people.

Maybe they don't want to be helped.

Apparently not.

But if I can't help them, then what are we doing here?

Maybe we would have been better off in London.

Well..

I mean, there must be something I could do.

I'm..

I can't think straight.

Why don't you go for a walk? Fresh air might do you good.

I couldn't take another patient telling me how evil I am.

I know, let's take the car.

Where?

Anywhere. Doesn't matter. Just not here.

Shall we?

Griffiths!

'Griffiths!'

I told you to get Elwyn's diary.

- And I'll get it. - 'When?'

I don't know. It's not that easy.

'Megan Evans has it.'

(Richard) 'Just get it.'

Her husband was one of my best friends.

Then that should make it easier.

I can't break into her house.

Why not?

She's in mourning.

Then she'll be distracted, won't she?

You don't know what you're asking me to do.

I'm not asking you to do anything. I'm telling you.

If I give you that diary..

...I'll never be able to look

anyone in the face again.

If you don't give me that diary

'then I'll make sure that everybody'

'knows all your grubby little secrets'

'and the next time your son so much as sneezes'

I guarantee he will end up in borstal.

Mrs. Sharpe.

I've brought you a little treat.

I thought you deserved something special before you left.

Which do you prefer? Beer or wine?

I bet it's beer.

I shouldn't really be drinking.

Dickie likes wine.

Real men always prefer beer.

No, really, I'm fine.

Oh, go on. No one will know.

I won't tell if you don't.

I just wanted to do my job.

You've done your best.

And my best wasn't good enough.

It's..

Oh, forget it.

What?

It's not worth talking about.

[sighs] You always do this, Prem. Drives me mad.

Do what?

Turn away and end a discussion.

When I wanted to go to London

you didn't want to talk about it.

When we wanted to get married, you wouldn't face my mother.

Do you blame me?

If I had left it up to you, she still

wouldn't be speaking to us.

Not such a bad thing.

It's not funny, Prem.

Whenever you can't cope with something

you just make a joke or...worse.

How many times have I tried to get you to talk about Rani?

It's not easy, Kamini.

Do you think it's easy for me?

Rani died because I wasn't there to save her.

I was there.

And she died in my arms.

You're not a doctor.

I was her mother.

I was dealing with meningitis cases every week.

I would have recognized it if I'd been there

but I wasn't there.

No, you weren't.

Because you were hundreds of miles away

dealing with the biggest outbreak of TB in years.

You think our child died because you weren't with her.

But hundreds of parents got to keep their children because..

...you were with them.

Doesn't make it any easier.

That's why we came here.

For a fresh start. To get away from it all.

Hasn't really worked out that way, has it?

We should go.

Can't we stay here just a little longer?

No, I mean, leave.

Leave the village?

And go to London?

No. Go home.

To India?

It's the only home we've ever known, isn't it?

All those things you said about me--

I was just being nice.

Oh, and you are nice.

- Very nice. - Mrs. Sharpe.

Sylvia.

We can do anything you want.

I don't wanna do anything.

Mrs. Sharpe?

Getting up to mischief, Rhys?

She's old enough to be your mother.

[all laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

[man whistling]

(male #2) 'Go on, Rhys.'

(male #3) 'Those machines of yours still working, Rhys?'

Yeah.

They've got a few men here

who need to see you.

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[snoring]

Dan?

If you mention this..

...ever again to anybody..

...you will be on the street so fast..

...your feet won't touch the ground.

You have Dr. Elwyn's diary?

(Dafydd) 'Dr. Sharma?'

Dafydd Lewis, "Pontypridd Observer."

- We spoke on the phone? - Oh, yes. Thank you for coming.

This is damning stuff.

If even half of this is true

then Mr. Sharpe has a lot of explaining to do.

Please don't go.

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