All language subtitles for Doc Martin S07E04 Education Education Education

My parents would leave me in Cornwall
with my Aunt Joan for the summer.

So, yes. Of course personality
development is related to
a child's environment.

I think.

Are you feeling comfortable, Louisa?

Yeah. Why?

You don't look especially relaxed.

I'm feeling a little squashed.

Can you move over a bit?

Do you feel that you keep
a distance from each other?

Um...

We're currently living apart.

Yes.

And that's not
what I was referring to.

Are you aware that you maintain
a separateness,

even when you're sitting
next to each other?

Frequently, couples will...
hold hands or...

make unconscious gestures
of affection.

Are you saying
we don't act like a couple?

Have you ever actually been
in a relationship?

This isn't about me.

Mm.

Looking at you now...
you seem quite self-contained.

Do you enjoy
sharing physical contact?

We do have a child, you know (!)

If there is to be the possibility
of having a successful relationship,

one must be able to express
one's appreciation of one's partner.

I appreciate Louisa.

Do you find Martin
to be appreciative?

To me, he's usually quite nice.
To other people...not so much.

Are you implying that he's rude?

Can be, yeah.

Would you like to
say more about that?

Erm...

Well, he has no social skills
whatsoever.

He doesn't suffer fools gladly.
Or at all.

He makes no attempt to disguise his
contempt for anyone he considers
less intelligent than he is.

And he considers everyone to be
less intelligent - I understand.

Martin, is Louisa being unfair?

No, not really.

Louisa. Three positives about
Martin. What?

Quickly.
Erm...

He's a very good doctor.

He always looks very smart.

And...he keeps the house very tidy.

Great.

Martin, are you able to think of
three positives about Louisa?

Yes.

Can you tell me what they are?

She's a good and caring mother.

She's physically active.

And she's very beautiful.

Each person has to feel that
their needs are being met.

Physical contact is
a vital aspect of that.

So where do we go from here?

I'd like to set you some homework.

Fine.
I want you to embrace...

three times a day.

And make a positive statement
to each other.

You OK with that?

Yes.
Sure.

Right.

James is bathed and Sudocremed.

Should I put him to bed or would you
like me to leave now?
Let him play for a while.

It might tire him out.
Yes.

If you would like me to bathe him
on a regular basis,

I'm sure I can find the time.

Yeah. Thank you.

He'll enjoy that. Won't you, James?

Right.
What? Should we erm...

What?
Our homework.

Yes.
Come on. Could be fun.

Right.
So I'll get us started.

Erm...have you got something
positive in mind?

Yes. I'm glad that you came back.

Thank you, Martin.

That wasn't so bad, now, was it?
No.

So erm...why don't we...
why don't we try it again?

Yes, the step was a little awkward.

We can do better than that.

OK.

OK, Martin?

Um...I'm having difficulty
letting go.

I'm not going anywhere.

This is nice.

I actually can't let go.
My watch is snagged on your cardigan.

There. That's got it.

It's...it's just the hem.

It's all right.

I have a letter of referral to write,
so I'll say goodnight. Of course.

Goodnight, James.
Goodnight.

Oh! Doctor?

Doctor?

Did you enjoy your fish stew?
It was no trouble.

I just happened to be passing.

(DISAPPOINTED) Oh.

(SNORING)

(KNOCKING)
Mr Large?

(KNOCKING)

Bert?

Time to move this eyesore.
We've had complaints.

This is a beauty spot and...

Your van doesn't exactly
improve the view.

That is discrimination.
The law's the law.

You need to move on.
Where will you go?

Don't worry yourself about that, Joe.
I'm already sorted.

But first...

I'm gonna have a cup of tea.

Morning, Miss Glasson.
I mean er...Miss Ellingham.

Sorry. Which one is it?
Peter Cronk!

Goodness, you've grown!
Of course. I'm currently
undergoing adolescence.

I expect to grow at least 30
centimetres in the next four years.

And my muscle weight will increase
by six or seven kilograms. OK.

And my voice dropped an octave
in the past year.

So what are you doing here? There's
something I'd like to discuss.

Erm, OK. Yeah.
I've got five minutes.

I'm off for the next week
on work experience. Ooh!

Thinking of being a teacher?
If you'd like a week at the school,
that'd be OK. No.

OK.
I want to be a doctor.

That's nice. I would like to work
in Dr Ellingham's surgery

and learn about general practice.

I've outlined my request
in the letter.

And you want me to deliver it
because I have a chance of
persuading him.

If anyone can, I'm sure it's you.
Please.

Erm, well, I can't promise anything.
But I will ask.

Great. Thank you, Miss Glasson.

It's Mrs Ellingham.

Oh. Good morning, Jessy.
You're bright and early.

Little bit too early, actually.

Yeah, sorry about this. I've gotta
show a property in Plymouth.

You all right, Jessy?

Oh, she's fine. Sure? Yeah.
Just a bit sleepy is all.

My wife's looking after her mother
in Padstow at the moment.
Can she not come inside?

Well, if she goes to the library and
reads quietly, I'll keep an eye out.

But let's not make this a habit, OK?
OK. OK. Come on, Jessy.

Off you go. Go on.
Come on, Jessy.

There we go. Right, Jessy.

So...what have you got
in your bag today?

My symptoms?

Yes.
Yes?

Yes. I have symptoms.

How does your depression
manifest itself?

Oh, well, you know.
It just makes me feel a bit...sad.

There's nothing in your notes about
depression. Constant anxiety. Yes.

That's it. And I'm always erm...

worried about stuff.

What type of stuff?
Well, you know. Usual stuff that...

depressed people worry about.

And I can't leave my house
or anything.

And yet you're here (!)

Oh, I'm having a good day.

So. How about some of that
Serry-er...tonin?

There is no such drug
as Serrytonin...

if that's what you're referring to.

There are antidepressants, SSRIs,
that boost the level of serotonin
in the brain.

Oh. Well, I'll have some of them,
then, please.

No. I'm already treating your
glaucoma, which antidepressants
exacerbate.

How about some Valium, then?
No!

It is my clinical judgment that you
are not depressed at all.

You already take beta blockers
and statins. You do take them?

Course I do. Love 'em.

Ooh.

I need some more. That's right.

Right. Well, I'll renew your
prescription for beta blockers.

We'll review the situation
in a week or two.

Couldn't I have some antidepressants
while you're at it?

No!

# Dear Lord and father
of mankind... #

# Forgive... #
I'll just be with you in a tick.

Sal?

Clive.

It's been a long time.
I know. I'm sorry.

No! No, no, no, no, no!
It's been a very long...time.

I went back on the rigs.

I had to think. About us.

What are you doing here?
Well, I think we ought to
give it another go.

You do? We're still married.
Husbands and wives should
stick together.

What about your job? I gave it up.
I thought I could help you out
round here.

Help me?
In the shop. We can work together.

Team...Tishell.

Team Tishell?! You never once
visited me in all those months I
was away in that convalescent home.

Even though I sent you the address
and begged you to come.

And you knew it wasn't my fault
what happened. (BELL) We're closed!

All right, boy? Ruth's
all right with you being here,
but you can't stay for ever.

Gotcha. Well, park it in the woods,
where no-one will see you.

I owe you, son.
You do.

Right. I'm gonna go now.

Oh. Actually, do you have a minute?
Yes.

Do you remember Peter Cronk?

Asthmatic mother.
Tried to deep-fry her arm. Yes.

To you, from Peter. He wants to
shadow you in the surgery.

He wants to be a doctor. That
would be unnecessarily disruptive.

I thought there'd be a problem
with patient confidentiality.
He'll ask endless questions.

That will irritate you.
Not to mention the inconvenience.

As I thought.
Don't worry. It's fine.

However, if you tell him to come and
see me first thing tomorrow,
before surgery, we will discuss it.

Really? Yes. He's got a modicum of
intelligence and he's resourceful.

A bit of guidance
wouldn't be out of place.

Great. Are you sure about this?

Yes. Right.
Well, I'll let him know, then.

Your dress is lovely. Oh, thank you,
Martin. You're welcome.

You seem...really committed
to this therapy.

Yes. I am.

And now it's your turn.

That was my turn.

You are, aren't you, committed?

Erm...yes.
Do you think it's gonna work?

Well, I think that counselling
can have positive benefits, yes.

Good.

Mm.

Right. Well, I'll see you tomorrow.

Are you OK?

Just seems odd...to leave.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

If any of the patients objects to
your presence, for whatever reason,
then you will leave. OK.

You will not talk to the patients.
Is that understood? Understood.

You will not touch the patients or
discuss these consultations
with anyone.

Can I write down what you tell them?
No.

Can I discuss consultations
with you?

Yes, if it'll improve your
understanding.

Then I'm ready to start my
medical training. Can I start now?

Yes.

What would you like me to do first?
Take those bags out.

Erm...and then can we discuss
various medications

and their effects
and contra-indications? No.

Then I'll show you how to use
the sphygmomanometer.

I brought you some breakfast.

You all right, Dad?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Just...pondering, son.
Here you are.

That sounds dangerous (!)
(CHUCKLES)

You comfortable in this thing?
Snug as a bug.

Right.

What are you gonna do, then?
Oh, don't you worry about that, boy.

I've got my next venture all planned.

You gonna have another crack
at plumbing. Oh, no, no, no.

Never look back. I've got my eyes
targeted right on the horizon.

Yeah.
But you've already got the tools.

Yeah, but this time
I think I've found my pot of gold.

What's that, then?
Playing it close to my chest.

OK.

Well, the next guests are booked in.
Got a lot to do.

But erm...

You sure I can't er...

lend you a ten or...

Money's not a problem.
But have you got a 20 in there?

The bottom of the cuff should be an
inch above your antecubital fossa.

(KNOCK...AND DOOR OPENS)
Doc?

We've got an emergency.

Er...take a seat.

I just bought my son
his first fishing rod.

He was so looking forward
to using it.

Er... Do you still
have your blood problem?

Be quiet.
Go over to the examination table.

Get him a chair.

Sit down.

Put your arm on the table.
(CLEARS THROAT) Hold your hand still.

It was his first cast.
He didn't realise
I was still holding the hook.

In the top cupboard closest to
the sink on the first shelf

is a black, zip-up holdall.

Is this gonna hurt?
Yes.

The doctor is preparing
the local anaesthetic.

He'll inject you on both sides of
the thumb to shut down the nerves.
Who's he?

Work experience.
Am I right?

Yes, you are.
Well, can I do it? No.

Keep your hand still.

What...what are those for?

To cut off the hook.
Cover your eyes.

Now I'm going to pull the hook
through your thumb.

Oh, God! I think I might faint.
Don't.

Will it need stitches?
No, a plaster will do.

Well, can I put a plaster on, then?
No.

I'm sure the patient won't mind.
I would, actually.

I just want practical experience.
Well, tidy this up, then.

Excuse me.
Silly behaviour over here.

Can we stop that, please?

Thank you. Play nicely.

Miss Grappy? I believe you're meant
to be supervising the children.
Not texting.

Yeah. But I don't know when I'm
teaching next week. So...

Oh. Erm, I was thinking.
Could I take the kids out later?

Yes. That's a great idea.
Really shows initiative.

Thanks.
Tell you what.

Let's take the science lesson to
Rosstree Field. Great.

I'll come with you.

And you'll turn your phone off.

Ah, Melissa.
Morwenna.

Here's what I need you to do.
A patient's notes aren't
where they're meant to be.

Namely, on Dr Ellingham's desk.
What?

Can you locate them and give them
to me so I can pass them on
to Dr Ellingham?

Now, the name of the patient
is Mary Pattinson.

That's P-A-T-T-I-N -
I can spell her name.

And yet you can't locate her file.

I will fetch it in a minute.

Well, Doc needs it stat.
Stat?

What does stat mean?

It's an abbreviation of the Latin
word statim, meaning immediately.

Why didn't you say 'immediately'?
I'd've got it.

We always use the term stat
to save time.

Hasn't really worked on this
occasion, has it (?) And who's 'we'?

Those of us in
the medical profession.

Ah, yeah.
But you're not a professional.

Cos you're working here for free.

Right. Well, if you can't be
bothered, I'll find them myself. Oi!

Don't you ever, EVER touch
my filing system!

Is you do, you'll be needing medical
assistance yourself. Stat (!)

He wants to try again!

I'm sorry?
Clive. My er...

Clive. He's back!

Clive? Yes.
Has returned? Yes. Boom!

And he wants us
to get back together.

Are you OK?
You seem a little agitated.
I don't know what he's thinking.

Perhaps you should ask him.
And to top it off, he wants to be my
assistant in the shop.

I don't think that's a good idea.
Do you?

That's something you need to
decide for yourself.

You know,
I think it would be a good idea

if you and Clive had a frank
conversation about your relationship
before deciding things.

About...where it's gone in the past?

And where we are going
in the future?

And whether it's apart or together?

And, if it's together,
how we will do that?

Yes, exactly.
Thank you.

Will this be everything?
Yes, thank you.

What on...

I'll take over now.
No need, my dear.

Everything's in hand.
Thank you, Clive (!)

He isn't licensed.

Will there be anything else?
I think that's everything.

Three pounds...
twenty pence...please.

Thank you.

Thank you for your custom.
And I hope you have a very good day.

Thank you.

You and I are gonna have to have
a little talk, Clive. OK.

You just waltzed back into my life
after all this time
as if everything was the same.

Yes. I suppose I did.
Didn't it occur to you

to ask how I felt about that?

Frankly,
I was scared what answer I'd get.

I'm not the woman I was, Clive.

I may look young and carefree...
but I've changed.

OK. What are you getting at, Sal?

I'm saying I'm not the woman
you married!

No. But I'd marry you today
all over again.

Well...
I'm here for you, Sal.

If you'll have me.

Well, we'll just have to see
how it goes, then.

You'll have to sleep
on the sofa for now.

And you're 100% sure
it's not catching? Yes.

Thank you, Doc.

I see previously you prescribed her
Escitalopram.

Was that because of her
panic attacks?

Don't look at the patients' notes.
Well, you didn't say I couldn't.

Well, I'll telling you now.
Is Escitalopram more effective than

Benzodiazepine?
Not necessarily. Benzodiazepines
work better short-term.

Well, how short a period?
Two to four weeks.

And is that because the patient
can become dependant? Yes.

Would you tell Morwenna that
I don't make house visits? Er, sure.

Dr Ellingham wants to know why you
arranged a home visit for this
patient. Excuse me?

Wasn't I clear?

OK, little man.
You can tell the doctor

that she's just had her varicose
veins stripped out so she
can't get the bus.

I thought that was Mrs Kelloway.
You don't have a Mrs Kelloway.
You have a Mrs Kelleher.

And you're going to see her now.
Get my bag.

We won't be long.

Janice.

Hello, Joe. I'm afraid I'm gonna have
to ask to see your buggy licence (!)

What, you're gonna clock me
for speeding (?)

I'm manning this mobile checkpoint.

Set myself a target of two
fixed penalty notices per day.

If I apprehend someone
on the phone behind the wheel

or Norman's driving
his tractor back from the pub,
I'll be knocking off early.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
Oh. Stand back.

Think I've got a live one here.

Oh, bugger!

Zero.

I've warned you about taking this
van on the road, Mr Large.

It's not roadworthy.
I've been fixing it up, Joe.

Haven't had a chance
to do everything.

This tyre's still bald I see.
I've got a spare one.

Great.

In the back, is it?
I'll give a hand. No.

It's under all this stuff.
I'm fully loaded here, Joe.

Not a problem.
I can bench press 60 kilos.

Thank you, Joe. But my insurance
won't cover you if you
strain something (!)

All right, then.
Well, change it ASAP.

Otherwise there'll be serious
consequences.

Roger. I'll just be on my way, then.

Hold on, Bert.

Until you can show me
a valid MOT certificate,

you're going nowhere in this
death trap. I tell you what, Joe.

Why don't I drive it back
to Al's place, eh?

I promise I won't take it out
until it's roadworthy.

Save you the bother of
towing me away.

All right, then.

Straight back, though.
And let this be a lesson to you.

Thank you...Officer.

Impressive. The iron fist of the law
has a soft centre.

Give us a go on your gun.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

What do I do?

(INDISTINCT AUTOMATED VOICE)
(LAUGHS)

All right. Everyone has a partner?

ALL: Yes, Miss!

Everybody hold your partner's hand.

And don't let go until
we're away from the road. OK?

ALL: Yes, Miss!

Eurgh!
Miss Grappy.

Barney won't hold my hand.
It's gross!

It is not.
Is.

Barney, it's not gross
to hold a girl's hand.

One day you'll enjoy it (!)

Off we go.

Aaargh! Gently, for goodness sake!

Well, stop moving, then!
Shall I fetch some tea?

I told you. Nobody wants tea.

These stitches are loosening, right?

No, of course they're not.
I'll change the dressing.

You'll need to keep the bandages on
for another couple of days.

Bit of a draft in here. Mrs Simmons,
please stop floating about!

(WINDOW BANGS)
Oh, for God's sake!

I should've sacked her years ago.

I'll just put this over here.

Put that down!
Now look what you've done!

Get that woman out of here.
Uh...

Why don't we go to the kitchen?
Oh.

Would you like a cup of tea?
Yes. Thank you.

ALL TOGETHER:
My very excellent mother, Joy,

serves...up...nuggets.

Come on.
My feet hurt. We're nearly there.

I'm tired, Miss.

Can we stop?
Stick out your tongue.

You've been eating sweets.
No. You know the rule.

But I haven't!
Shush. Miss Grappy?

Is everything all right?
It's fine. I've got it sorted.

Come on.

Come on.

ALL: My very excellent mother...

Aargh!

What's the matter with your wrist?

That's getting bigger all the time.

It's a cyst.

I could perform a simple procedure
to get rid of it.

What? I can do it right here.
I would just need a heavy book.

Are you a doctor?

Oh, you're very young.

I've just started my preliminary
training with Dr Ellingham. Oh!

Agh!
You know you're still hurting me?

Yes.
(THUMP, THEN A WOMAN SCREAMS)

Oh, what now?

Oh! Oh!

(SOBBING)

What the hell's going on?
Oh, nothing. He hit me!

What? She had a cyst on her wrist and
I gave it a bash to break it down.

Go and wait in the car!
What? Now!

Let me see.

(WINCES AND GROANS)

Agh!
Shh! It's not broken. Oh!

I gave you specific instructions
regarding patients.
No touching and no talking.

You ignored me.
It's unacceptable.

I didn't ignore you.
I merely used my initiative.

Well, don't!
And I got rid of the cyst.

Nobody uses that technique any more.

That doesn't mean
it isn't effective. Shut up!

Your work experience is terminated.

I'll drop you in the village.

But I need to pick up my shopping
from the surgery.

Right.

..six, seven, eight,

nine, ten, eleven, twelve...

13, 14, 15...

16, 17, 18.

So, starting from here,
you're Jupiter.

And you're gonna circle
all these planets and the sun.

Er, Neptune doesn't go next to
Jupiter, does it, Miss Grappy? What?

It's furthest from the sun.
Sorry. I've got a text.

It's about my next job.
That won't help our solar system.

Jessy. Are you all right there?
I don't feel well. No.

You look terrible. Yeah,
I think we ought to take you home.
There's no-one there.

All right. Well, you come over here
and sit and rest.

Yeah? Right. Sit down.

That's it. I'll get you some water.

Can anyone tell me the name
of the next planet after Jupiter?

Is it Saturn?
Yes, Barney. It is Saturn.

So you're gonna measure out
the distance from Jupiter.

Now, does anyone apart from Barney
know how far it is from Saturn
to the sun?

Miss? What's wrong with Jessy?

Jessy?

Jessy? Hey. Jessy. Jessy!

Sweetie? Is she dead, Miss?
No, no. She's not dead.

I'll just make a phone call.
Just a moment.

You sure she's not dead? No.
She's definitely not dead, Barney.

Hello, Morwenna.

Doc? Phone call. I told you not
to interrupt me! It's Louisa.

There's an emergency.

Oh. Er... Er, right.

Out of the way! I wondered
if I could have a prescription -

Make an appointment!
For my...my depression thing!

Wake up, Jessy.
Are you sure she's not dead?

She's just not feeling well.
The doctor's coming.

I left a message with Mum.
Dad's not answering.

You should've seen this coming.
She was tired.

These children
are your responsibility!

You didn't spot it either.
Out of the way!

Careful.
She collapsed. I can't rouse her.
I think she's got a fever.

What was she doing at the time?
Being Pluto.

What?! Was she exerting herself?

Not at all. She said
she wasn't feeling very well.

She sat down and collapsed.
Her tongue's red.
From eating sweets.

No, there's more to this condition
than eating sweets.

Why didn't you see her lips were dry?
Because I'm not a doctor.
I feel bad enough.

She's just got a bit of sunstroke,
right?

No. The child's got Kawasaki Disease.

It's very rare and potentially fatal!
Will there be a funeral?
She won't die.

She might. There's a significant risk
of a coronary artery aneurism.

Not to mention heart attack.
Yeah, thanks. Thank you, Martin (!)

This is Dr Ellingham. I need an
ambulance for an unconscious child.

OK, everybody listen to me.
Jessy's gonna be all right.

Location's Rosstree Fields.

Well, if you can't do it in under
30 minutes she may die.

(CHILDREN GASP)
Shh!

Cancel the ambulance.
I'll bring her in myself!

Idiots! Come on.

I don't think she's doing very well.
How's her pulse? Erm...

I don't know. I can't feel anything.
Check her carotid artery.

What?
Here. On her neck.

No, I can't feel anything.
Erm...rapid. It's rapid.

Dr Ellingham?
Yes.

Where's the cardiologist?
Meeting us in resus.

Right. Let's go there
as soon as possible.

Where's the doctor?
I'll find out.

Get me a sublingual aspirin.
Shouldn't I -

No, just get me a sublingual aspirin.
Why does she need that?

Stop her blood from clotting.

Can you open up her shirt, please?

Here. He's just finishing with a
heart attack.

Oxygen.

39 degrees.
Martin!

Get a drip into her.
Dr Ellingham.

What have we got. She has Kawasaki
Disease, lost consciousness
25 minutes ago.

She'll need
intravenous immunoglobulin.
I've never seen this before.

Now!
Thank you, Dr Ellingham. Yes.

Will she be all right?
Yes. Should be.

Where's Jessy?
She's gonna be fine. Isn't she? Yes.

She's suffering from
Kawasaki Disease. What's that?

Mucocutaneous lymph node syndrome.
It inflames blood vessels.

Left undetected, it can spread to
the coronary arteries.

How did she get it?
It's an infection.

And, frankly, I'm appalled that,
as her father,

you failed to notice the blisters
on her stomach and hands! Martin.

I'm working nonstop. You have
a duty of care to your child.

You're right. I just don't have
the time to spend with her
that I should.

Well, somebody should be paying
attention! This is neglect
on a Dickensian scale!

He doesn't mean that exactly.
Yes, I do! Martin!

What about her mum? (HESITATES)
My wife isn't with us any more.

Oh.
She found someone she prefers.

I see.

I'm doing my best with Jessy,
but...it's hard when you're
on your own.

Well, you understand.
What do you mean?

Haven't you two...
It's only temporary.

Evening, Peter.

How's your mother?
Yep.

No luck yesterday. But I'll
try again in a couple of weeks.

Right.

Mum? Oh, my God!

Mum? Mum?!

(SIGHS)
That was terrifying.

I wonder if I would've
spotted that in James.

Of course you would.

How long will she be off school?

Could take a month for
a full recovery.

(MOBILE RINGS)
Yes?

"It's Morwenna."

Obviously.
"I've got Peter Cronk on the phone."

Tell him he can't come back
and to stop ringing.

"No, his mother is unconscious.
She fell down the stairs."

Oh. Something up, Doc?

I...I heard Peter shouting about
something or other.

Peter?

It's Dr Ellingham.

She's in here.

Was she conscious when you found her?
Barely. She couldn't stand.

Have you called an ambulance?
No, I called you.

Mrs Cronk?

Can you hear me?
Oh, Dr Ellingham.

What happened?

My legs -
I couldn't...couldn't feel them.

Have you had any more panic attacks?

She hardly has them at all now.
I wasn't talking to you.

Has your asthma been a problem
since you last came to see me?

No, not really.

Have you fallen before?
No.

Actually, I did have
a little tumble last week.

You're supposed to tell me
these things.

Is anything broken? No. Shall I
call an ambulance? No, don't.

I'm not going outside.
Why not?

Why not outside? Surely you go out
every day you go to work.

She was made redundant
eight months ago.

Mrs Cronk? I think that your
panic attacks have escalated

into some sort of agoraphobia,
due to the stress of losing your job.

Peter, make them leave.
I can't do this.

I can deal with this.
She's getting better.

I don't think so.
Can you control your breathing?

She was having panic attacks daily.
I've got it down to one
or two a week. How?

I dissolve beta blockers in her tea.

What?! Are you insane?!

I didn't want you to worry about
the side effects.

You should have brought her in.
You'd've called Social Services.

A kid at my school, his mum went to
hospital and they took him away.

Did you want to shadow me
to get access to the drugs?

No, I really do want to be a doctor.

So where did you get
the beta blockers? I bought them.

Who did you buy them from?
Who sold you those tablets?

Mr Jarvis nextdoor.
(GASPING) Martin. No!

No, no! Don't do that! If you're
already taking beta blockers
it's useless!

He threw that away! I know you can't
mix beta blockers and Salbutamol.

One opens up the airways and the
other causes the airways to narrow.

Mixing Salbutamol and beta blockers

potentially lowers potassium levels,

causing muscle weakness, which may be
why your mother's legs gave way.

I didn't know she still had it.

You told Mr Jarvis to come and see me
and pretend to be depressed.

You'd have given whatever I
prescribed to your mother without
knowing what she was taking.

Mrs Cronk, have you taken
any other drug?

I'm sure there's nothing else.

That's aspirin. Aspirin prevents
blood clots forming in the arteries.

Be quiet. It's not a tutorial.

I'm illustrating that I'm not
the idiot you think.

St John's wort.

It's a harmless homeopathic remedy
of dubious value.

I used it for the placebo effect.
Not homeopathic, naturopathic.

But it doesn't work.
It succeeds in alleviating
some symptoms of depression.

So, what would be the result
of mixing St John's wort

with a selective
serotonin reuptake inhibitor?

I'm not sure.

If I prescribed antidepressants
to the man nextdoor,

he sold them to you
and you crushed them

in your mother's tea while she was
also taking a homeopathic remedy,

that would have tipped the serotonin
level in her system to
a toxic degree.

Which could be fatal.
It beggars belief!

Is Peter in trouble?
No.

I'm sure he and Martin are just
having a little chat. Relax.

Is everything OK?
Your son's completely irresponsible!

You're lucky to be alive.
He could've killed you.

Don't tell anyone. I'll get better.

I know I will.
You can't let them take him away.

No-one's gonna take anyone away.
Are they? Peter made a mistake.

He's an intelligent boy
and he won't do it again.

It's categorically prohibited for
anyone to administer a drug

without correct medical training -
or any training!

I was just trying to help Mum.
Well, you didn't!
And you broke the law!

I think his intentions were good.
Oh, really? Is that the point?

I'll stop. I won't do it again.
Of course you won't!

You have committed
a criminal offence!

And the law takes that sort of thing
extremely seriously.

Mr Jarvis!
Martin, wait.

Are you reporting Peter
to the police?

Louisa, he's broken a law.

And it's a good law made for
a very good reason. OK.

I see that. But he's not gonna
do it again, is he?

No, he's not gonna do it again.

Oh, great. Well, that's a good idea.
You call Joe Penhale.

Have Peter slapped in cuffs.
Lock him up.

That's a perfect solution for
everyone. That'll teach him (!)

Well, I'll refer the woman to
a mental health specialist.

Perhaps Penhale isn't the right
person in this situation.

I'll talk to Jarvis later.

OK. Well, I'm sure
Peter won't do it again.

You've given him enough of a fright.

Mm.

Is this...spontaneous affection
or prescribed?

Hm.
What?

Well, I...I've got my ring caught.

Don't move.

I would like you to hand over
control to Louisa

for an activity of her choosing.

I don't think Martin's gonna get on
very well. I don't think so.

Please! Listen to your dog.
Accept him.

Come on, dog!
Let him into your life (!) Shut up!

It's a picnic, Martin.
Just try to relax.

Ow!

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