All language subtitles for Doc Martin S07E03 Its Good To Talk

(GIRLS LAUGH)

(RINGS BELL)

Oh! Oh.

I didn't think you were here.

I did ring the bell but there...

I was in the shower.
Yes, I see that now.

Mm. Where's James?

He's asleep.

Right.

Gosh. You're up early.

Mm. 5:30. Oh.

Is everything OK with the new house?

It's satisfactory.

Hm.

Should I not be here?

What? No. It's fine. It's your
house. Of course you should be here.

I should probably mention this to
Dr Timoney when I see her later.

How you were so desperate to see me,
you broke into the house while I was
showering.

I didn't break in. I've got a key.

I wasn't being serious. I was...

You were making a joke.
I was making a joke.

Janice is going to be here soon.

I've got things to sort out for
school starting tomorrow,
so I really need to get going.

(SIGHS)

Come on, Bert. You have to let me in
some time.

I'm busy. I got bills to open.

Look, you know how it works.

If you don't consent to discussing
your debt with us properly, we can
have your restaurant repossessed.

(KNOCK AT DOOR) Bert!

About time, Bert.
Now, about this debt.

Take it.

I'm sorry? Take it all.

I'm done.

Would've been much more convenient
if you'd come out to the farm
to see us.

I only make house calls for
emergencies.

Took us two buses to get here. His
truck packed it in the other week.

What's the problem? The axle.

I beg your pardon.

We've had some difficult farrowings
with the pigs, not had a chance to
take it to the garage.

What's the problem with you?

He's been throwing up a bit.
Shivering.

Headaches. Show him your leg.
Oh, it's nothing.

Onto the examination table.

Quickly.

Which leg?

How long have you had the symptoms?
About a week.

Erysipelas. It's a bacterial skin
infection.

Don't like the sound of that.

Just you watch.
It'll be all tests this
and tests that and hospital visits

and any number of things
that'll bugger up my year.

No, it won't. I'll prescribe
a course of antibiotics.

Your skin might take a few weeks
to get better.

Oh. Take some time off work.
Keep your leg raised to reduce the
swelling and drink plenty of water.

This is a crucial period for us,
Doc.

Fascinating.

Next patient!

Testing, testing, one, two, three.
Testing.

One, two, three.

Melanie?

Alice! Oh, Dermot. How are you?

He's got Erysipelas.

Oh. Is that bad?

It's a waste of time.

So how's my god daughter?

The same as ever. Meant to be
looking after the pigs.
Probably forgotten.

Oh, well, every young girl's dream,
eh? (LAUGHS)

Tell Ellie I said hello.
It would be nice to see her.

Next patient! Oh, that's my cue.

So we'll catch up soon, yeah?

Next patient! Yes, coming.

Thank you. Shut the door.

Take a seat.

What seems to be the problem?

Bad diet.

Fast food, fried food,
microwave food.

I beg your pardon?

How do we get people to eat
healthier, Doc?

That's the question we've asked
ourselves.

We've come up with Healthy Eating
Week - seven days to change your
life.

What are you talking about?

Radio Portwenn. I'm the DJ there.

Oh. I thought that Caroline woman
did that.

Yeah...sectioned.

What?

Whole family testified, apparently.

So when can you come on?

Do you have a medical problem?

No.

Then why are you in my surgery?

You're short and sharp, you get the
point across, exactly what we need.

Now you're wasting my time.

Well, perhaps we could do a few
pre-recorded bits. No.

I can make another appointment. No.

How about a quick sound bite, then?
No.

Germaine Mann.

(SIGHS)

You're almost a health professional.
You wouldn't make an appearance?

I think that's more than my job's
worth.

I tell you who would be good,
though? Al Large. Runs these new
fishing holidays.

Al? I'm trying to revitalise the
station, not bury it.

Besides, it's fresh fish.
That is like the healthiest thing
you can eat.

Proof of Portwenn turning its back
on butties and burgers.

(LAUGHS) Yeah, I like that. Yeah,
I'll use that. It's not like I've
got anything else.

Hello. I'm here to see the doctor.

Mrs Ellingham? Yes.

So is the doctor here?

She is.

I am.

Oh. Come in.

Martin finds it very difficult
to express his feelings.

I mean, I know he loves me. At
least, I'm fairly sure he does.

Anyhow, it's no wonder he's a bit
emotionally repressed.

Well, you should meet his parents.

Well, his dad's dead, so you can't.

But his mum's very cold.

And she's...

not dead.

Interesting.

And what about you?
What about your parents?

Fine. Yeah. Normal as you like.

I mean, there's...yeah,
there's...there's history.

Yeah, there's always history.

Mum left home when I was 12, but
I didn't really need a mother by
then, so...

I see. And your father?

It's not really relevant.
We're here to talk about Martin.

Did you not get on well
with your father?

No, we get on fine.

I suppose Martin probably told you
about the -

Told me what?

Um...well, my father spent some time
in prison when I was a child.

Sorry, I'm really not seeing
what any of this has got to do with
Martin's problems.

Is that how you view the state of
your marriage?

As Martin's problem?

Well, I wouldn't say that, exactly.

So how do you view it?

Well, it's a bit of a mess, really.

Sorry, I have to ask -
but how old are you?

I'm 32.

Hm.

I think what would work best would
be if you and Martin got together

and discussed a time when it would
be suitable to see both of you
together.

Are you talking about
some kind of couples therapy?

Yes.

No. I'm really not sure that's -

I understand.

It's helpful to keep an open mind.

Both parties should always be open
to the idea that they may,

in some way, be responsible for
what's happened.

Oh, no, no, no, no. We don't have
this in stock right now.

But luckily the supplier is doing a
delivery tomorrow, so I'll get on
the phone and order it up.

That's not lucky. We're going to
lose another day travelling back
and forth.

You haven't checked out the back.

Never know. Might be out there.

So I checked the back. It's out of
stock. Like I said, I'll phone the
suppliers.

Oh, hello again! Don't worry, I'm
not stalking you.

I'm not going to turn up in the
middle of the night, foot of your
bed - Grr!

Right, uh...I'll just get this,
then, please.

She could pick it up, bring it to
the farm, couldn't you?

Yeah, not quite sure what it is,
but...

Dermot's prescription.
You wanted to see Ellie.

Well, I could come before work.
Will you be paying the delivery
charge with cash or credit card?

(LAUGHS) Let's go.

Tomorrow, then.

Yeah, yeah. See you tomorrow.

Bye, then!

Bye.

Seeing as we're asking favours, how
would you like to be on the radio,
talking about Healthy Eating Week?

You should ask the doc.

Unfortunately, he declined.

Unfortunately, I must decline too.
We medical professionals stick
together. £2.60, please.

Got that? Yeah.

Jolly good.

Evening, Bert.

You off somewhere?

What?

The suitcase.

One of my favourite patients
used to carry his wife around
in one just like that.

Well, parts of her, at least.

I'm going on holiday.

Anywhere nice?

I don't know.

You don't know if it's nice or you
don't know where you're going?

Both of them.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Hello.

Hello. Um...come in.

I can't stop, because I've left
James with Janice.

Oh.

Did you know Dr Timoney wanted us
to do couples therapy?

She had mentioned
that it as an option, yes.

Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't realise it was an issue.

Well, don't you think
it's a bit early for that?

I think that Dr Timoney -

Has she addressed your blood phobia
yet?

We've discussed it -
What about your OCD?

I don't - What about your having to
eat fish all the time?

What?

All I'm saying is, don't you think
she should sort out some of your
problems first?

She's trying to. Good.

Why don't you do that and maybe then
we can talk about the couples
therapy.

Enjoy your fish.

Oh, you're a messy little pup,
aren't you?

Yes. (KNOCK AT DOOR) Sorry I'm late.

Now I'm late on my first day back.
It's not my fault.
The alarm didn't go off.

Really (!) OK, maybe it went off

and then maybe I turned it off

and kind of went back to sleep,
but the point is, I'm here now.

This doesn't bode very well.
You realise you're on trial?

To be fair, it's the first time
I've been late.

It's only your fourth day, Janice.

Do you know where everything is
and what to do? Call me
if there are any problems, OK?

OK?

Bye, darling.

Leave me alone.

Go on, get back down. Get back down.

Just on my way to work.

Um...well, you're going
to be late, aren't you?

Yes, well have a good day then.

Yes. You too.

Oh. Janice is with James, and
she's...just keep an eye on her,
will you?

(DOG WHIMPERS)
Oh, go away!

Idiot dog.

Ruth.

How are you feeling?

Oh, I'm fine, thanks. I'm fine. I
just wondered how things were going.

Ah...not too busy.

That's what's concerning me.
How many guests have we got booked
for this month?

Well, it takes time to build up a
business, a brand name to get
ourselves out there.

So that's none, then.

Yeah, but I've seen enough of dad's
businesses go under to know the
wrong way of doing things.

And I promise you, Ruth, I'm going
to turn this situation around.

Oh, by the way, how is your father?

I saw him yesterday evening,
acting very oddly.

Well, that's Dad for you, isn't it?

No, this was more than usual. Much
more. He seemed almost fractured.

Just like you swine.

Melanie! Ellie!

How are you? Oh!

Oh, I like the hair. It looks good.

Yes. Um...Mum's in the house.

She says you're back doing
the radio.

Yeah, for my sins. Trying to drag
Radio Portwenn into the 21st
century.

Dead lucky, you are. I can't wait
to get out of here.

If I make up a CD of my songs,
would you give it a listen?
Maybe even play it on your show?

Of course. I'd be happy to hear
anything you've got.

Go on, get the pig slop.

Them pigs need feeding.

Forgotten how busy you get
round here.

'Cos you haven't visited for years.

Dermot didn't even manage
to get out of bed this morning.

First time he's not been up at the
crack of dawn since God knows when.

I've just come for my order.

Syringes, protective gloves, swabs.

How are you feeling today, Doc?

Oh, um...

Oh. Well, I know how that feels.

We're both in the same boat.

Abandoned and alone.

I've forgotten the swabs.

Well, don't worry, Doc.

I don't feel that way about you
anymore.

Obviously, though,
we are soul mates.

It just perhaps wasn't meant to be
in this lifetime.

Yes, I have to - Now, are you eating
properly? I could drop round the odd
casserole, if you'd like.

No, I wouldn't.

It's no trouble. I cook for myself,
it's easy to make a little extra.
No.

Oh, please. I can't be...

He's not in his bed.

Oh. Maybe he's feeling better.

I know where he'll be. Stupid man.

Dermot?

What's going on? Are you OK?

I fell.

What are you doing?

I had to feed 'em.

I told you Ellie was doing that.
Well, she didn't, did she?

I heard them getting in a right
state. They're won't bite?

They're sensitive creatures.
Smart, too.

Unlike you. Come on. Get up.

I can't.

Dermot?

Just give me the bloody pills.

It's getting worse.

Shall I call the doc?

The bugger won't come.

He will if it's an emergency.
I think this qualifies.

Hey! What are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing?
I'm trying to shift this piece of
junk.

That's my dad's fridge.

Not any more, it isn't.

Didn't he tell you? He's gone bust,
handed it all over.

Give us a hand, will you?
Thing weighs a ton.

Yeah, thanks for the help, then!

In here, Doc.

It's like fate, our paths crossing
like this.

Makes you think, doesn't it.
No, it doesn't. Out of the way.

Doctor. Yes.

Mr Bell, let's have a look at you.

Your temperature's raised.
Has your erysipelas spread?

A bit.

Let's have a look.

Cor, that's more than a bit.
No wonder you could barely walk.

I told you to stay in bed.

I had to check on the pigs.

Oh, for God's sake.

Right. Let's get him inside.

On my count. One, two, three.

Oh! Oh...

Oh, God.

And again.

The restaurant is shut.

The insides have been stripped and
he's not answering his phone or
anything.

And he didn't mention anything about
it to you?

No. I mean, the last time we spoke,
he said everything was going fine.

And now here I am, wasting all this
time

chasing around after him, when I
should be concentrating on the B&B.

Do you know how many guests
we've got this month?

None?

None. Yeah.

You wanna do a spot on the radio.
That new DJ, Melanie, she's on the
lookout for local interest stories.

Not sure I'd qualify for that.

Oh, you would. And you do.

Tomorrow, half-past four.

Really? Yeah.

Nice one.

This is called outrageous orange.

But they should call it 'total babe'
make-up, because that's the effect
it has.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Probably your mum,
checking I haven't thrown you out
with the bath water.

Sorry to disturb, just to let you
know you left your pram outside.

It's risky, that. A lot of
opportunists round here.

Who'd steal a pram?
You'd be surprised.

If it's not nailed down,
it's fair game.

Yeah, you're probably right. Louisa
would kill me if it got nicked.

Oh, no.

I locked myself out.

Don't you have a key?
Obviously, it's inside,
or I wouldn't be locked out.

James, don't panic, OK?

Your husband needs intravenous
antibiotics immediately

and fluids to stabilise his blood
pressure. He needs a short spell
in hospital.

That's very difficult,
with the pigs.

The bacteria in his blood system
will release enough toxins

to cause tissue damage
and major organ failure.
How would the pigs like that?

Right, then. I'll call an ambulance.

You're going to have to pull your
weight around here now. It's just
you and me.

You have to do Dad's work.

But I told Melanie I'd make her a CD
of my music.

That's not important right now.

You can do your silly music when
you're older.

Please, Ellie. Don't you test me.
Not today.

I told her we should leave a key
under the mat. Louisa will be home
from work any minute now.

Sh. It's all about listening
to the tumblers.

You just have to wait
for the...click.

Piece of cake.

It's still locked! I am so dead.

I could have sworn I heard a click
or something. It's a minor setback.

Becky Trevean!

What's up? The law requires your
assistance.

There's a vulnerable infant
involuntarily incarcerated
on the premises.

Can you unlock the door?

Credit card.

Visa or MasterCard?

Oh, thank God.

Er...

Normally, I would arrest you
for that.

But I'll just give you a warning.

Tosser. I heard that.
(GIRLS LAUGH)

Blooming heck, you've been busy,
haven't you?

It's just as well you're due a bath.

I'll take that.

Thank you, Joe. I owe you, big time.

Well, it wasn't really...

You're welcome.

Any time.

We'll start you on a course of
corticosteroids. Prednisone.

I'll keep you monitored and taper
the dosage off after four weeks.

And continue to taper it off over
the following year. Yes, I know.

How are you coping?

I was looking forward to London.
The hustle, the bustle.

But slowing down doesn't mean
coming to a standstill.

And you?

Yes, well, I'm concerned for you.

With Dr Timoney. The whole process.

Um...she suggested that Louisa and I
attend therapy as a couple.

Interesting choice.

But she's a smart woman.
You'd do well to listen to her.

Louisa's not keen.

And I don't want to push her
in that way, in case it causes
more problems.

What is it that YOU want, though?

I just want the whole mess over
with.

What are you doing?

Well, I was going to try to give you
a hug.

Oh.

There's your prescription.

Ellie.

Everything OK?

I had a big fight with Mum and...

I ran away.

Where did you sleep?
Oh, God, look, you're shivering
like anything. Come on.

Is it all right if I come in?

Yes, of course.

Good morning, James.

How are you?

Fine. I was giving James a bath
last night, and I noticed this spot
on his foot.

I thought it was a mole,
but it's a funny colour.

Hm.

What is it? You look worried.

Is it serious?

No. It's nail varnish.

Oh, James. What are you doing with
nail varnish?

Have you thought any more about
Dr Timoney's suggestion?

Probably best that she sorts your
problems out first, I think.

Doc! Doc! I need some help here.

What's going on?

She collapsed on my doorstep.

Right. Come through.

Did you sleep outside all night?

Under a tree.

Wasn't very clever, was it?

Open your mouth. Look up. Up.

Hm. Some rest and some hot drinks.
You have a touch of
streptococcal pharyngitis.

Oh, my God.
What am I going to tell her parents?

It's commonly known as strep throat.
It lasts two to three days.

I didn't know that.

That doesn't surprise me.

There's lots of people out there who
aren't aware of such things. Imagine
if they had a way of finding out...

through the medium of radio, say?

Hm. Keep warm. Plenty of fluids.

Don't exercise. Stay in bed until
the fever passes. Avoid irritants.

You can stay with me until you're
better. I'll call your mum.

I hope she's not gonna be too mad
at me.

No, don't worry about that.
I got through. I just...

Joe...I want to report
a missing person.

Do you know if that Janice
is single?

What?

No, just wondering.
Not for me. For a friend.

Did you hear the bit where I said
I wanted to report a missing person?

I was just multi-tasking.

Right. Name.

Dad.

I haven't seen him for a couple of
days. The last time we spoke
was on Friday, I think.

Have you tried the restaurant?
Obviously.

Jennifer would know where he is.
I sent her a message. Her phone's
off. No reply, nothing.

Have you tried his house?

Can we just assume I've done all the
normal things like phoning and
checking his usual haunts?

It's unlike dad just to take off
like this.

Well, I'll put out an APB on it.

Well, by that I mean
I'll keep an eye out.

I wouldn't worry.
I had a cousin this happened to.

Everything was gone -
clothes, car, no trace, nothing.

And where were they?

Actually, we never did find him.

Where are you going?

I'm not going to find your dad
in here, am I?

I've got to go out there,
on the beat.

Morning. How's the little one today?

Keeping a firm grip on him.
We're off down the beach.

No!

Oh, yes, we are.

No, I mean, what a coincidence.

I'm heading down that way myself.
Got to patrol the beach...
for litterers.

The more the merrier, then.

Louisa. Hello, Ruth.

Welcome back.

Yeah, it was good to get away.
You know, a bit of sun.

A double shot espresso to take
away, please.

I'll just have a tea.

Um...

I erm...I met Dr Timoney.

Oh, yeah?

Hm. Yeah. She wasn't quite
what I expected.

In what way? Well she's very young.

Yeah?

Just seems a bit odd. You have
to question her life experience.

I see. And she wants me to get all
involved, you know, see us together.

And you're not keen?

It feels like she's trying to blame
me for things and I feel like I'm
being judged.

Is that wrong? Is that irrational?

Well, I can understand your concern,
Louisa, but I'm surprised you're not
more curious.

I would have thought you'd wanted to
hear what he really thinks,

or at least put your side across.

# Radio

# Radio Portwenn #

Apples, pears, oranges, hamburgers.

Which is the odd one out?

The answer might surprise
you...

after this song.

Is Ellie with you? It's OK. She's at
home. Doc told her to get some rest.

She hates me.

Oh, come on. She's a teenager.
She hates everyone.

I was trying to make her
understand that we've got a farm.
She's got to pull her weight.

She's so wrapped up in this dream
about being a singer.

Well you used to want to be
a dancer. Do you remember?
You were mad about it.

Yeah, well, I married Dermot,
didn't I?

I had a choice to make
and it wasn't easy.

Exactly. It was your choice. Your
decision. Nobody else's. You've just
got to let Ellie find her own way.

I miss that, you know...
you talking straight to me.

Suppose we've just been so busy.

Well, you can always phone
the radio. Got a daily call-in,
three to four.

Oh, no.

Hamburgers. Hamburgers is the
right answer.

Healthy Eating Week, loud and live
on Radio Portwenn.

Now, next up we have Cardiff's own
Michael Barratt.

Who, you may ask.

Well, you may remember him better as
the Welsh Elvis himself,

Mr Shakin' Stevens.

So how is Dermot doing, anyway?

Well, he's on the mend, slowly.

He wanted to check out this morning,
but I put my foot down.

He's so stubborn.

Sounds like he's not the only one
ignoring doctor's orders.

Ellie.

I'm feeling better.

Are you mad at me?

Yes. No.

Sort of.

No. No, I'm not.

I suppose you want to take me home.

Well, actually, I'm thinking of
hiring someone to help us out,

just while your dad gets back on his
feet.

No, no need to rush back.

So I can stay here for a bit?

Well, if it's all right
with Melanie.

Yeah. Hey, you can help me out
in the studio.

It's driving me mad, doing
everything by myself. No wonder
the last one went Bodmin.

I could sing some of my songs.

Excellent. Hey, you never know, you
might be the next Barbara Dickson.

I've looked everywhere. I've asked
everyone I can think of.

It's like Dad has just disappeared.

Well, you can't worry about that
now.

You've got to focus on your radio
slot.

So, tell me about your business.

Oh, Portwenn Fishing Holidays is a
unique opportunity

for guided fresh and sea water
fishing, in stunning surroundings.

How do you respond to accusations
that recreational fishing

can be damaging to the conservation
and welfare of marine life?

Er...what?

She's not going to ask that.

You never know.
Gotta keep you on your toes.

I'll be fine.
It's just talking, isn't it?

Don't sit there.

Sorry, Doc. Al's going to be on
the radio. Stop talking.

Mrs French, go in there.
Al, go out there.

Good luck.

So that's your fader there.

Now, there's your mic.

This is for cueing up the next song,
like an emergency button,
in case of dead air.

Dead air?

Silence. It's basically your worst
nightmare for radio.

Oh, Al. Hi, thanks for coming in.

Yeah. So you're going to talk about
your new venture.

Excuse me.

(COUGHS) Melanie.

Is that dead air?

Oh, God!

And now we have our special guest
for Healthy Eating Week,

here to talk about his new venture
and how it could change your life.

Al Large.

Hello. Oh...

Hello. (FEEDBACK)

Right, Al.

Now, your girlfriend told me that
your new business venture is to do
with fishing holidays.

What girlfriend?

Morwenna?

Er...no,
Morwenna's not my girlfriend.

I mean, she's a girl, and she's my
friend, but she's not my girlfriend.

Right, OK, so Al, tell us about
your new business.

Er...well, technically, it's not
just my business.

I share it with my partner, Ruth.
Oh, so she's your girlfriend.

No, er...business partner,
not partner partner.

So she's not your girlfriend either?

Morwenna is not my girlfriend.

Ruth is not my girlfriend.

I don't have a girlfriend.

OK, well, if there's anyone out
there for sad old Al, pick up
the phone and give us a call.

Now. Al.

Portwenn Fishing Holidays -
tell us about it.

Er...

What sort of fish can people
expect to catch?

There's erm...there's sea trout.

Ooh!

Yeah, er...no.

Sorry, not sea trout,
unless we're at sea.

Which we could be, because it's very
close, the sea.

Right.

Al, don't you have a lake?

Yes. Oh, good. Nice.

So what could you expect to catch
there?

Er...brown trout.

Right. Anything else?

Er...rainbow trout.

Al, sum it up for me.

What can these lucky fisher people
expect to take away from this
fabulous holiday?

Erm...

fish.

Wonderful. Thank you, Al, and I'm
sure people will be flocking to see
your new venture.

Fish - an excellent source of Omega
3 fats, and good for the heart.

And now, coming up we have
something that's good for the ears,

in the shape of up-and-coming
singer-songwriter Ellie Bell.
Hello, how are you?

(HOARSELY) I'm OK - I'm...I'm OK.

This is a song what I wrote.

It's about pigs.

Hey! Hey, Dad. Hey!

Pete?

What are you doing in Dad's van?

I part-exchanged it with him,
needed good suspension.

Part-exchanged it for what?

My campervan.
Well, do you know where he is now?

Whole point of a campervan -
could be anywhere.
The road is your oyster.

Pete.

I did warn him it had engine issues,
so he won't be going far. Last I
seen him, he was at Luggers Point.

I er...heard you on the radio.

Prat.

Cheers, Pete.

# You say...

# You say they're smart

# And sensitive

# And very sweet as well

# And I know you wish
I was like them

# It's no secret, I can tell #

# You make me crawl

# Just like a swine

# Every breath is a waste of time

# And I tried to rise

# Stand on my own two feet

# So I'm not broken

# Still complete

# You make me crawl

# Crawl... (COUGHS)

Oh!

Ellie? Ellie!

Oh, my God. She's collapsed.

Anyone. Someone. Help.

Call the doctor now.

Ellie. Wake up, Ellie. Ellie!

Nausea?
Doc, emergency. Radio station.

What's happened?
Ellie Bell collapsed.
They're not sure if she's breathing.

Um... Right. Hold that.

Oi, Doc!

Out of the way!
Stay by the telephone.
And don't let the patients leave.

Hi!

Hi.

Hello, James.

Have you had a lovely day?

He liked the beach.
Got a water baby, you have.

You weren't letting him play
with nail varnish today?

That was an accident. I'm not
comfortable with the word accident
in close proximity to my child.

Didn't know you were joining us.
I'd have got you one.

I'm sorry. It won't happen again.
I'm keeping a close eye on James,
I promise.

He was only in the house alone
for minutes - five at the most.

What? You left James alone?

Someone rang the bell, and I got
locked out and then I...

Despite her distress, she handled
the situation very professionally.

Thanks, Joe,
could you just give us a minute?

Just keep her airway open! Martin?

I can't stop!
Do you need a hand, Doc?

What...Janice...

Look, I know I'm fired.

No, no you're not fired.
But I have to be able to trust you.

Please, please don't do that again.

You got it. OK?

OK, I'm going to take this one back
for his bath.

And I'll see you tomorrow. See you.

OK. Bye.

Say bye. Bye-bye.

Oh, Doc, thank God.

(FAINT CHOKING NOISES)

What's wrong with her, Doc?

There's no blockage.

It's just swollen.

She's having difficulty breathing.

She's stopped breathing. I'm going
to have to do a cricothyroidotomy.

A what? An emergency tracheotomy.

You will have to help me.

Get another cushion.

We're on air, so I've got to put
a record on.

No, you've got to help me.
I need another cushion.

What's going on?

Something's happened at the radio
station. Doc's there.

I don't care. Quickly. Now.

If you're listening at home, we are
having a bit of an emergency.

What are you doing with that
scalpel, Doc?

Feeling for the top of the
cricoid cartilage.

Ooh...

Come here. Stand here.

Come here.

Hold this.

What? Hold it!

The doc has made a hole in the
throat.

I am now assisting him. Erm...

He is removing, um...a plastic bag,

in which, um...
there is a plastic tube.

What are you going to be doing with
that? Stop talking.

I've been told to stop talking,
so I will now keep quiet. Shut up!

Is she all right?

No, she's still not breathing.

God, Ellie. Ellie, please breathe.

Please breathe, Ellie. God.

Ellie.

Ellie, we love you so much. Your
mum and dad love you. I love you.

You can come back in the studio any
time and sing whatever you like.
Just please breathe, Ellie. Please.

Why have you stopped?
What's happened?

Is she dead?

No, she's breathing on her own.

Oh, this is Radio Portwenn, live.

A bit too live.

What happened to her, Doc?

Uh...it's epiglottitis,
a throat infection.

She stopped breathing
because of a throat infection?

It's a bacterial infection. It
appears as a sore throat and usually
goes away without any trouble,

unless a patient is run down
or doesn't obey her doctor
and stay home and rest.

Then the epiglottis inflames and
shuts down the airway.

But she's going to be OK now?

Yes. Yes, her brain wasn't deprived
of oxygen for too long.

She'll need to go to hospital,
though.

Infection.

It can strike at any time
and without warning.
Another reason to eat healthily.

All right. Show's over.
Sit down, please.

And the doc will be back next week
to talk about his ideal diet.

Will you please leave me alone?

That's your daddy.

That's your daddy.

Dad?

Dad?

I have been looking for you
for days.

You've not answered your phone,
the restaurant...it's all shut.

I just needed some peace and quiet.
Some time off, right?

What?

What's happened?

This happened.

It's Jennifer.

She's not coming back.

She's been offered a permanent
position in Blackpool.

Oh.

So you're gonna move up there, then?
No.

She's decided it's better if we...
how did she put it, now?

It's better if we go our separate
ways.

Oh.

Oh.

Bloody hell, Dad.

I'm sorry.

Why did you Sellotape it
back together?

To remind me not to hang on,
not to wait, to carry on
with my life.

I mean, that's what we do Large boys
do - we bounce back. We carry on.

No, we don't.

We try, and we fail.

And we end up worse off
than we were before.

I mean, look at me. I went on
the radio today to try to promote
my business.

I know. I heard. You were very good.
I was terrible.

You were memorable.
That's what counts.

I don't know how you can be so
optimistic all the time.

You lost your fiance,

you lost your business,

you're living in a campervan.

You've just got to see it
through my eyes, boy.

'Tain't all bad.

Hello.

Sorry.
I just dropped some things off.

I heard you on the radio.

Right.

Yeah.

Well...

good night.

So I was thinking about the therapy.

And if you really think it's a good
idea, then, you know, I should give
it a try.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

It's a means to an end.

Or a new beginning.

Er...right, then.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I want you to embrace three times
a day.

And make a positive statement
to each other.

Time to move this eyesore.
There's been complaints, Bert.

That is discrimination.

Out of the way. Arh! Careful.

Clive. He's back. Clive?

He's returned? Yes. And he wants us
to get back together.

(SHEEP BLEATS)

Your dress is lovely.

Thank you, Martin.
You're welcome.

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