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Out of my way!

What's the matter
with you people?!

Out of my way!

Right. Out of the way.

Oh, my God. Has anyone
called an ambulance?

On its way, Doc. Sorry
to get you out so early.

I'll give you a nerve block.

This machinery will
have to be dismantled.

No, Doc. Y-You can't do that.

It's my brother's boat.

He needs the winch
for this morning's fishing.

Your fingers are
lodged in there.

You could lose your hand.

Maybe I could
reverse the machinery.

No. Don't touch anything.

Probably not that complicated.

I-I don't need a shot.

It's a local anesthetic
injected around the nerve

below your wrist.

It'll numb your fingers.

Hold very still.

I don't want to pierce
your ulnar artery.

Aah!

Don't touch anything!

Sorry. Sorry. My bad.

Imbecile!

Doc, is this a bad time
to ask you a question?

- Yes.
- Thought so.

No. No.

We made it clear

that you had to give us
one month's notice, Janice.

I'm sorry.

I just thought it'd be obvious

I wouldn't be working
after tomorrow.

You know, 'cause of this.

I'm married, and I work.

Yeah. I know.

It's just a very busy
period for me, Janice.

We got parents'
evening coming up,

and now I'll need to find
alternative care for James.

Mel's opened that
nursery up the hill.

I heard the places
are going fast.

Might be good for him,
get him used to socializing,

being around folk so he
doesn't end up like, um...

Like who?

- Hello.
- Doc, just one second.

Joe, you can't be
here. It's bad luck.

That doesn't count
until tomorrow.

Where are you going?

Sorry, Doc. I'm
not taking any risks.

I'll wait outside
till Joe's gone.

How was the emergency?

Some stupid fisherman
caught his hand in a winch.

Don't worry. Me and
the doc had it covered.

The old dynamic duo.

So you'll be coming

to the pre-wedding
party this evening, right?

Yeah, maybe.

Uh, Martin, can you switch
James into the buggy?

I need to grab those
staff appraisal forms

and get off to work
before I'm late.

So, Doc, uh, what I
was talking about...

Arms up.

Is Al.

He's just not cutting
it as best man.

I mean, he's good,
but good isn't enough.

I thought, you know...
return the favor?

Um, no.

What's the matter with you?

Just been working
out at the gym.

Getting in shape
for the wedding.

Daw.

Well, it took me half the
night to get these done.

How much sleep did you get?

No, I'm fine.

It's just the workload's
been a bit tough recently.

Don't worry.

At least this one's settled, eh?

Fast learner too.

You never mentioned
he was talking already.

What? He spoke?

Uh, yes, I think he
did just say something.

- Yeah.
- No. No.

I can't believe I
missed his first word.

- What did he say?
- I'm not sure.

It sounded like, uh, "duck."

Sounded more like "dog" to me.

James, tell Mummy.

What did you say?

Was it "dog" or was it "duck"?

James.

Dad.

Oh. Morning, boy.

What are you doing so early?

Well, I could ask
you the same thing.

So, are we going
to do that thing

where I ask you what
you're hiding in the shed,

or are you just gonna
go ahead and show me?

That is a lot of whiskey.

- Yes.
- Yes.

You told Ruth that
sales had been good.

I massaged the truth.

It inspires confidence
in the investors.

I had a deal with a
restaurant in Bridge...

20 bottles.

It felt like the start
of something big.

It made sense to be prepared.

Well, and judging
by the look of things,

nobody... nobody else...
Has placed an order.

It's the economy.

Restaurateurs are too
scared to take a gamble

on an unknown brand, right?

But I know I can
turn it around, eh?

But I just you to do me a favor.

Don't tell Ruth, right?

I mean, have a
little faith in me.

Thanks for dropping
it off here, Mike.

Thank you.

Fingers crossed, eh?

Let's hope so. Bye.

Hello.

Sorry.

Um, short notice,
but I was wondering

if the doctor had any
appointments today.

Uh, well, we've just
had a cancellation,

so if you're free now.

Oh. Yes. Wonderful.

Uh, the name is Rosie Edwards.

I'm not registered
here yet, though.

It won't be a problem.

If you could just fill
out one of these forms.

So, have you just moved
to the village, then?

Yeah. Half my stuff
is still in storage.

Not yet had time to unpack
and it's straight to work.

You working with
Rev Moore, then?

Uh, no. Instead of him.

So I got back from
my holiday yesterday,

and there are all these messages

saying he's gone off
on some spiritual retreat

and I've got to fill in ASAP.

It's been a rush
and a push, it has.

So wait.

Are you doing the
wedding tomorrow, then?

Yeah. It's my first one ever.

Yeah. Maybe don't
mention that to the groom.

He's a bit on edge as it is.

Well, no. I am qualified.

Yeah. You've not
met Joe Penhale.

Just trust me on this.

Careful.

Your depth perception
will have altered.

You'll get used
to it. Next patient.

Go through.

What's all this?

Tidy this up. It looks
like a jumble sale.

Hello, love.

Uh, so I was in
Australia for a holiday,

and I had a few problems.

I was told I'd need to check in
with a GP when I got back here.

You had a deep vein thrombosis.

Yes. Apparently from
the plane ride over.

I was only meant to
be there for two weeks.

The whole thing was
a complete disaster

for a number of reasons.

Sleeve.

Um... ended up closer to
a month, stuck in hospital,

juggling all that and
trying to work out

when I'm meant to be
starting my curateship here.

Your blood pressure is high.

Yeah. Tell me
something I don't know.

Actually, I didn't know that.

You've also been
prescribed warfarin.

I'll need to monitor your
blood while you're taking that.

- Are you practicing?
- Yes. Of course.

I'm a certified
medical practitioner.

N-No. It's just...

I mean the Buddha
statue you have over there.

Yeah. No. I understand.

I've heard it's become

one of the most popular
ornaments to keep in the home.

I suppose that says a lot
about who we are these days...

Religion as a statement
of interior design

rather than faith or belief.

Stop talking.

The, uh, doctor in Australia

said I'd need to be on
warfarin for four months.

- That can't be right.
- No.

Well, that's a relief.

More like six.

Your deep vein thrombosis
is caused by a blood clot

that's at risk of breaking loose
and traveling to your lungs,

causing a fatal
pulmonary embolism.

It's very serious.

What are you doing?

It's something that reminds
me to keep calm and centered,

no matter what.

Um, back when I
worked in the city,

I had a few problems before.

I had to learn some
coping mechanisms.

All right. Don't
start doing it again.

And four bedrooms?

F...

Well, if we could get you
an attic, anything's possible.

- Next patient.
- Uh, yeah.

And the important question...

What sort of price range
would you be looking at?

Are you the patient?

Come through.

Uh, can I... I'm gonna
have to call you back.

What time is a good time?

Um, yeah. Lovely. Okay.

Oh.

Here you go.

Doctor's orders.

Oh. He's an odd one, isn't he?

He's got a strange
idea of bedside manner.

The doc is a very intelligent
and conscientious man.

We're blessed to have him.

£8.60, please.

No. Of course. No.

I-I didn't mean...

Oh. You've got, um...

What? Oh, right.

Yeah. Matching collars.

Mine is for a genuine
medical complaint.

No. Of course. Sorry.

I'm the new curate.

Oh, I didn't realize we
were getting a woman.

Thanks, then.

It's only his first word.

It's not a big deal, really.

I mean, yes, it's the moment
where you realize truly

that your child is
their own person.

Miss, there's a worried-looking
man in the playground.

Where?

Out of the way, and
be careful of the baby.

That's it. Careful.

- Careful. Stand clear.
- Martin, is everything okay?

Uh, yes. It's fine.

It's Thursday. We meet
for lunch on Thursdays.

Sorry. I totally forgot.
I've just had so much on.

- Oh, no. It doesn't matter.
- Well, it does.

I've been rota'd
onto lunch duty today.

You'll have to go without me.

We'll do something
later, though.

Yes. I can get
some fish if you like.

Actually, it's Joe and Janice's
pre-wedding party this evening,

and I did sort of
say we'd maybe go.

- Oh.
- You don't want to go, do you?

Well, I don't mind
if you want to go.

- I don't, really.
- Oh.

Anyway, you hate
those sort of things.

They'll be disappointed if
you don't go, won't they?

Right, so... Sorry.

Now... Now you do
want to go to a party.

I don't know. What
do you want to do?

I knew you'd start complaining.

I'm not complaining.

- Joe expects us to be there.
- Right. So we are going?

- Well, yes, I suppose so.
- Yes. Good.

- Well, I'll see you later.
- I'll ring the babysitter.

Bye.

And then I'll say,

"I therefore proclaim that
they are husband and wife,"

and I'll join your hands.

Sorry.

It's just you
keeping saying "I,"

but tomorrow it'll
be a real vicar, right?

Well, no. It'll be me.

But you're not a real vicar.

I'm a curate.

Uh, think of me as a
vicar with learner plates on.

But I thought we were getting a
proper person to do our wedding.

How many folks have
you actually married?

Why don't we head
over to the vestry

and talk about the two of you?

Because that's what
it's all about, isn't it?

So, how long have
you two been together?

- I'd say about seven...
- Eight.

Eight weeks.

Oh.

So it's a... It's a
whirlwind romance, then.

It's a funny story.

We were out for fish
and chips one night,

and Joe just asked me.

I was waiting on my cod.

And I said, "All
right. Why not?"

But you've discussed the future?

What marriage
means to both of you?

Whether you want children?

- No, thank you.
- As many as we can have.

Well, I don't mean hundreds.

Five or six.

I work with children, and
it's screaming and crying

and stuff coming out both ends.

It is healthy to
have differences.

Can we have it put in the vows

that we don't need
to have children?

Is that possible?

The important thing is
that you take this seriously.

"Let marriage be held
in honor among all."

Sorry. It's just... How many
weddings have you done before?

I'd rather we talk about you.

It is vital that you've
thought through this decision.

We've both been married before.

Once.

Twice.

I'd say that's even more
reason that you need to be sure.

Do you have any references?

It's my first
wedding, all right?

But I am very capable.

I can assure you of
that with all my heart.

Your nose is bleeding.

Hmm?

Oh!

Sorry.

Uh, it's, uh...

Ah.

Ooh, dear. That's... Yeah.

Oh, it's just... It's
been a long week.

So... in your
professional opinion,

me and Janice here...

- And be honest.
- Brutally honest.

We've both had
heartbreak and misfortune,

so it's really important to us.

Do you think we've
got what it takes?

Very, very, very, very good.

Well done.

Daw.

I've finally got these staff
appraisal forms finished.

Honestly, it's
getting ridiculous.

I barely do any
teaching nowadays.

It's all data analysis
and record keeping.

He spoke again, didn't he?

- Yes.
- What did he say?

Um, I think it was
"duck." Maybe "dog."

That's twice I've missed it now.

- I'm sure it's not personal.
- I didn't think it was.

At least not until
you mentioned it.

He's not even looking at me now.

That's because he hasn't
developed the cognitive capacity

to know when he's
being discussed yet.

Do you think he likes me?

Who knows?

I didn't like my
mother. Does it matter?

Of course it matters.

And he's not you.

I'm sure he's very fond of you.

Maybe you should think
about reducing your workload

if it's causing you stress.

Mm. Thanks.

We should think about going.

Right! You lot! I
want you in here now!

Now, start serving directly.

No... No mucking
about like last week.

I've got my eye on you.

Right. Take a tray and mingle.

Go on. Mingle.

Go on. Take a tray. Mingle.

Finished your
best-man speech yet?

Didn't have to. Joe
decided to write it himself.

It's 15 pages long,
plus footnotes.

Only one more day.
Then you're free.

Yeah.

Vodka and Coke. Thanks.

Really?

Al?

Talk about low standards.

Mm.

This is whiskey.
Straight whiskey.

Yeah.

Dad.

Dad.

Before you say something...

Joe is paying
for all the alcohol,

but he hasn't been
specific about what alcohol.

Well, aside from our whiskey,
what other drinks are available?

Please tell me there's
at least soft drinks, right?

Well, there's water...
For the whiskey.

You're unbelievable.

Al, why can't I get a
beer at my own party?

Yeah, it's, um, just a mix-up
with the supplier, mate.

You're best man.

You're supposed to
be on top of things.

Okay. Give me
five or ten minutes

and I'll get it sorted, Joe.

It's a total disaster.

Well, it's not that bad.

Morwenna, I'm a policeman.

I know this village, these
people inside and out.

And I can tell you for a fact

that not one of
them drinks whiskey.

- Bert?
- Yes, my love?

Same again, ta.
Easy on the water.

Maybe he said "dog."

Mm. Impossible to tell.

Well, James is very fond of him.

Maybe we should think about,
I don't know, keeping him.

Him? What, do you mean the dog?

I know you didn't grow
up with pets, Martin,

but I had a dog
when I was younger,

and I've got a lot of
good memories of it.

And he is always around.

Well, so is Penhale, but
we don't have to adopt him.

Oh, s...

How is your hand?

Oh, it's fine.

There's no need
to check it, Doc.

Do you realize that
drinking strong alcohol

whilst taking painkillers
is not only stupid

but it's incredibly dangerous?

It's not my fault. They're
only serving whiskey.

Don't be ridiculous.

Take responsibility
for your own health.

Here. You. Take that.

Get me a glass of water and
a small glass of white wine.

Two whiskeys.

No. A glass of water and
a small glass of white wine.

Just take the drink and
stop being so fussy, eh?

You're coughing over
everything! Wash all those off!

If you're not well
enough to come to work,

you should go home.

Reverend Moore isn't
taking the ceremony?

He's on a spiritual retreat.

Sorry.

It's just that's what
he always says

when he wants to nip
away for a fishing holiday.

I thought everybody knew that.

I hold a very senior
position in this church.

No one has informed
me of these events.

Well, don't worry.

I know what I'm doing.

Wonderful, isn't it?

First they got to vote.
Then they got to drive.

Now they can even marry people.

That's proper progress, Sal.

They're only serving whiskey.

Is that something
to do with you?

Hello to you too, Martin.

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

This whole thing seems to be
run by your business associates.

Testing. Testing.

Oh, God.

That's funny.

Get on with it, you plonker!

That's not funny.

Janice and I would
like to thank you all...

For coming tonight...

Give me that.

- Sit. There's a chair there.
- To celebrate...

Sit down.

- Our big day tomorrow...
- Breathe calmly.

- Look. Just keep it down.
- Calm down.

Ow. Ow.

- Doc?
- Breathe... I'm with a patient!

Doc, it's fine.

They're just clearing their
throats, playing silly buggers.

Let's pay attention
to the speech now.

I'm having a... a bl...
Bloody heart attack!

No, she's not. She's
not having a heart attack.

Calm down. Just... Just breathe.

She's not having a heart attack.

Ow! Ow! Ow!

Just keep it... Right. Eyes
on... Eyes on me, people.

- Eyes on me, people.
- Get off!

Sit down! Open your mouth. Open.

Doc, please.

Morwenna, we need to get all
these people up to the surgery.

Surgery's closed, though.

Well, go and open it,
then. Stop eating peanuts.

- I'll have those.
- Calm!

Calmly!

In through the nose,
out through the mouth!

When is the doc gonna see me?

I told you he's seeing
everybody one by one.

I could die.

Would you be happy then, eh?

Would you?

I didn't ask to
come back to work.

Listen. The doc has said
that you are all stable now.

So just take a breath

and he will be with
you as soon as possible.

Have you had any other symptoms?

Same as my mates, Doc.

Tell me about them.

Well, there's Chloe. She's
blond. Says it's natural.

But hello. Roots.

Tell me about the symptoms.

Oh. Bit of a sore throat.

Chest pain comes and
goes. Hurts when I cough.

That last one, that was huge.

Can I get a sick note?

This just started today?

Didn't you ask my
mates the same question?

Yes. Now I'm asking you.

Started this morning.

So sick note, yeah?

'Cause otherwise
Bert will try and stiff us.

We did that Oyster Festival
for him the other day,

and he's still not coughed up.

Plus, he got all mad
at us for, you know...

No, I don't know.
What does that mean?

He's only doing it to promote
his horrible whiskey, right?

Couldn't make me drink it.

But then he's all like, "That's
coming out of your wages."

It's only one bottle,
mate. Tightfisted git.

What, and you were all
drinking from the same bottle?

Yeah, but I'm still
not paying for it.

Was everybody drinking from
that bottle working tonight?

Well, yeah. 'Cause
who else you gonna get?

"Slave wages," I said.

But then he said
slaves didn't get wages.

What are you doing down there?

- Are we gonna die?
- What's going on, Doc?

Girls, would, um... would...

Right. Quiet!

If you were working
at the Oyster Festival

earlier this week, put
your hand in the air.

Keep your hand in the air

if you also shared from a
bottle of whiskey with this girl.

Right.

It's my opinion that you've all
contracted Bornholm disease.

It is spread by
respiratory droplets

infecting food and
drink and bottles.

You can put your hands down now.

None of us care what we've got.

Are we gonna die or what?

Well, you really
should care, you know.

Because of your
complete lack of hygiene,

you've infected one
another with a virus.

Luckily for you, if it
is Bornholm disease,

it usually clears up within
a week without treatment.

But you all need to stay at home
to avoid infecting anyone else.

- Uh, that's impossible.
- We're bridesmaids tomorrow.

I am the photographer
for the wedding, yeah?

I really don't care.

God knows how many
people you infected today.

Now go home and stay indoors.

I will be calling your parents

to make sure they
don't let you out.

Yeah. Great fun on
their wedding day.

- Whatever.
- Ridiculous.

- What are you doing here?
- You told me to come here.

Well, go home, then.

Kind of feels like a bad omen.

No. It's not.

It's just... an
unexplained situation

where a group of
people have collapsed

with symptoms similar
to that of a heart attack.

That's all.

Don't worry.

Where'd everybody go?

Gonna need you to step
up your game tomorrow.

So... why are you trying to
force our whiskey on people?

Special promotion.

Bert, I'm fairly
sure I'm not an idiot,

so I'd appreciate your
not treating me like one.

You promised me I was
buying into a legitimate business.

It is legitimate.

Then you can provide me
with some current sales figures.

Of course I can.

May take a few days to
collate the figures, though.

No, Bert.

Tomorrow.

James? Speak to Mummy.

Come on, James.

Speak to Mummy.

Say "duck."

Say "duck."

"Duck."

No? Okay.

James, um, say..."doggy."

A doggy.

Say "doggy." "Dog."

Ruff, ruff! Ruff!

"Dog."

"Dog."

What on earth are you
doing with that dog?

Uh, I was just wanted
to give James a little...

A little nudge.

Well, why?

His developmental
process is perfectly normal.

Well, maybe we have
different ideas of what normal is.

Martin, we both had
absentee parents.

Sometimes I worry we'll
end up repeating that pattern.

So why were you
waving a dog in his face?

Because Joe
Penhale, of all people,

got to hear his first word.

I just feel like I missed out.

I should get ready for work.

Um, banana. He's not had it
yet. Please, will you give it to him?

You. Out of here.

Go on. Shoo. Shoo. Shoo.

Martin, what happened
with those girls yesterday?

Oh, they'll get better. It
was Bornholm disease.

Of course. Yes.

An enterovirus. Makes sense.

How are things at home?

They're fine.

- You sound uncertain.
- Please don't analyze me.

I wasn't. I was showing concern.

Uh, Louisa missed
James' first word,

and, um, well,
she's finding it, um...

The post-therapy
period can be difficult.

People grow reliant
on the process,

having problems to focus on.

It can be a period
of transition,

adjusting her view of the
world and her place in it.

Right. Well, that's something
to look forward to, isn't it?

Oh. Oh, no!

No, no. Get away!

Go away! Disgusting.

Sorry, Doc. I'll
just be a minute.

What the hell are you doing?

Sorry, Doc. I can't help
it. I got caught short.

Oh, no, no, no!

I don't think I'll
make it inside, Doc.

No! Just go!

- Thank you.
- No! Go inside!

Wait. Wait there. Wait.

Doc, I really can't.

In there.

No, no, no, no! In the lavatory!

Is he all right?

He's an idiot.

It's a casserole.

Oh, thank you.

I'll be wanting the dish
back when you're done.

You didn't have to do this.

Well, as we're working together,
it's important we get along.

Just you here
alone, then, is it?

Uh, yeah.

Oh.

Because I remember the
estate agent, Mrs., um, Trappett,

saying that a nice young
couple were moving in.

Did something happen, then?

I need to get on.

I've got a lot to unpack.

As you wish.

It's quite a big place,
though, isn't it, for just one?

- Thanks again.
- Mm-hmm.

Bye.

Sorry, Doc.

I forgot to fill the sample
thingy the first time

and obviously had to wait
for the pipes to refill, as it were.

On the examination
table, please.

I-I got to get ready
for my wedding.

You're clearly in
great discomfort,

and you were
urinating in my garden.

Get on the examination table.

Take off your belt. Undo
the top of your trousers.

Does this hurt?

No.

I told you, Doc, you're
fussing about nothing.

I just pushed myself
too hard at the gym.

That's all.

- Does this hurt?
- Aah!

Okay. Let go.

Let go.

How long have you had that pain?

A few days.

And how often are
you passing water?

A bit personal.

I'm a doctor.

Every couple of
hours, sometimes more.

Is it...

Is it serious?

I'm gonna have to tell Janice
before I go down the aisle.

It's like when you
buy a secondhand car.

If there's something wrong
with it, they have to tell you.

That's the law.

The dipstick shows
there's blood in your urine.

Oh, God.

That could indicate
nephrolithiasis.

That would be my best guess.

I can't believe it.

It's kidney stones.

Right.

Doc, couldn't you
have just said that?

'Cause frankly, necro...

Nephrolithiasis.

Sounds terrifying.

You'll need surgery or
laser treatment on the stones.

Or you could pass
them naturally.

I'll go for natural.
Sounds best.

They're only stones.

I'll prescribe you
some painkillers.

Actually, Doc, I've heard about
people getting addicted to them.

Couldn't I just have
something off the shelf?

No. It wouldn't
be strong enough.

It can be incredibly painful.

And drink plenty of fluids.

What do you mean?
No bridesmaids at all?

Doctor's orders.

So, who's gonna take photos?

Well, I can take them.

Don't worry.

Okay. Hold still.

So, what time are
your parents arriving?

I sort of didn't tell them.

'Cause I've been
married twice before,

and they keep saying that
I don't think things through.

But you have thought
this through, though, right?

Mm.

Yeah.

It's just with everything
going wrong last night

and now the bridesmaids
being canceled...

it feels like a sign.

Well, anything can be a
sign if you want it to be.

Okay. You're done.

I do look amazing, though.

- Sorry...
- Oh!

If I upset you earlier.

No. You didn't.

I-It's fine.

Good, because I know
weddings can be stressful.

Mm.

Oh, Reverend
Moore is an old hand.

Now, he makes it look easy.

Ooh! Watch it!

Are you going to the wedding?

Of course he would. He's
the doctor, you sick cow.

Where do you think you're
going? I told you to stay at home.

What?

I'm the bleeding photographer.

We're bridesmaids.

None of this matters.

You are all
extremely infectious.

Go home.

There's more of us
than there is of you.

So you can't stop
us, Doc, can you?

Yes, I can, actually.

I can report you to the
environmental health officer.

If your symptoms get
worse, contact the surgery.

Otherwise go
home and stay there.

And I will be checking.

- But...
- What...

- That is ridiculous!
- I've already got ready.

I spent four hours
doing my hair, Doc.

- Thanks.
- Oh, it's ridiculous!

Better now?

Yes.

Morning, ladies.

- Have you got the ring?
- Of course I have.

Don't worry.
Everything is gonna be...

Don't say it.

You'll jinx it.

- Hello, Yvonne.
- Hello there.

On the left.

So we've sold nothing
in the past three weeks

but have continued
to produce stock.

Yes.

Which puts us on the
edge of collapse, doesn't it?

Maybe we should talk
about this after the wedding.

Oh, we will.

Believe me.

You know, we have no
idea if it's been house-trained,

and the chances are
it's riddled with disease.

Martin, there are
endless studies

that show that children
who grow up around pets,

like I did, have a greater
cognitive development.

And that's a fact.

Well, there are
certain studies, yes.

I'm not entirely sure
that they're endless.

Is this why you've
been unhappy recently?

Because you want a dog?

No, and I've not
been unhappy, Martin.

Just because you
don't want a dog

doesn't mean James is the same.

Oh, you look nice, Joe.

Did you pick up
those painkillers?

Doc, do me a favor.

It's my wedding.

Take off the stethoscope
and try and enjoy yourself.

I'm not an idiot, you know.

After you.

Let's go through.

Are you okay?

Maybe it's just nerves.

And Joe is lovely and sweet.

It's just...

I don't know.

How did you decide about Al?

Well, I'm not marrying
Al. We're just going out.

And we were friends for a
long time before that, so...

And he always dates
the doc's receptionists,

so I suppose it
was a no-brainer.

All right. Cheers, babe.

It's different for me.

I don't want to hurt Joe.

You're gonna hurt
him a whole lot more

if you change your mind
in a few months' time.

I think I need to speak to him.

Mind your dress.

You can get a refund on that.

Mrs. T.

Hi.

Hi. Um, Joe, listen.

In the presence of God,
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit...

- Sorry. Just one sec.
- We have come together

to witness the marriage
of Joseph William Penhale

and Janice Alice
Catherine Kate Bone,

and pray for God's
blessing on them.

Sorry. Just... Is there any
chance you could sort of...

- Go faster. Yes. Please.
- What?

And to shape their joy
and celebrate their love.

Marriage is a gift
of God in creation...

Could you maybe
fast-forward a bit?

Fast-forward?

No one's really interested
in all the God stuff.

It's the vows they came to hear.

So just skip on a bit,
get to the good stuff.

I'm going to perform
the ceremony properly.

- It'd be good to take a moment.
- Properly, not properly.

It doesn't matter.
Just keep on going.

Marriage is a gift
of God in creation.

- You've said that already.
- It is given...

that as man and woman
grow together in love and trust,

they shall be united.

No. Sorry.

Just one minute.

Don't worry. I-I think
I know what it is.

I need to go and tell him.

- Are you sure?
- What's happening?

Janice is thinking of
calling off the wedding.

What? No.

No, you can't,
because he'll blame me,

and I'll never
hear the end of it.

It's the best time.

Get him nice and quiet,

try not to make it hurt
any more than it has to.

Ow. Ow.

Oh. Ow. Ow.

How are you getting on?

- It hurts, Doc.
- No. Oh.

It really hurts.

You didn't get the
painkillers, did you?

I didn't want to be all
smacked up on painkillers

on my wedding day.

Then you're an idiot.

I know that now, Doc.

So, um, normal service will
be resumed in a few minutes.

So, uh, just talk
amongst yourselves.

- Ow.
- Try not to strain.

Then stop looking at me.

Oh!

All right. I'm looking away now.

Ow. Ow.

Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.

Ow. Ow!

Oh!

Ow!

Sorry about that.

Right. Normal
service is resumed.

Let the wedding
service commence.

- Mate, a quick word.
- Sorry, Al.

Trying to have a wedding
here in case you hadn't noticed.

- From the top.
- No.

Good point. No need
to do the boring bit.

- Somewhere in the middle.
- Joe.

Al, seize the phone.

I told you to stay at home!

- I'm the official photographer.
- Go home!

- Go home now and stay there!
- Doc, please.

We're trying to
have a wedding here.

Maybe... Maybe we shouldn't.

Look, I understand.

But you can't blame her.

It's her first
wedding, after all.

This is not my fault.

No. Sure. I'm just...

I imagine if there was someone
with a bit more experience,

he would know how to
make things go a bit smoother.

It's you, making a
mockery of this ceremony.

Marriage is serious.

Love is serious.

But you're treating
it all like some joke.

We could just go to
the vows if you want.

I want you to be quiet
and listen for once.

Neither of you have
thought this through.

You are showing utter
contempt for the order of service.

And she...

Well, she's clearly
having second thoughts.

No, she's not.

Are you?

I'm sorry.

You could've both had a
serious discussion about this

beforehand, like I suggested.

But no, not you two. No.

It's better to wait till
the service is under way

before you examine
your relationship.

You know, you're the kind
of people who wait until...

Until someone has flown
halfway 'round the bloody world

before you tell them it's over!

That's a little bit
unprofessional.

Something's the matter
with her. Ms. Edwards?

And I thought I could cope.

I thought I could manage.

Uh, Ms. Edwards,
can I have a word?

No! No.

They wanted a wedding.
They're gonna get a wedding.

They're getting married
whether they like it or not.

Now, start playing.

Start playing!

Back to your places!
Come on! Come on!

Penhale, can you
put pressure on that?

Uh, get me my handbag.

She's got no pulse.

Let me listen.

Right. She's stopped breathing.

Defibrillator?

Uh, yeah. It's in the car.

- I'll get it. And your bag.
- Thank you. Yes.

Get outside!

Yes. Come on. Everyone out.

Just let me through.
Let me through.

- Sal!
- Yes?

Come on.

Looks like a myocardial
infarction, Doc.

Oh, my.

Oh.

Got it.

Yeah. Her heart's
beating again, but it's faint.

- Where's my bag?
- Here.

- Right.
- A lot of blood, Doc.

- Lot of blood.
- Yes.

The warfarin has
stopped it clotting properly.

Leave that alone.
Leave it alone.

On the case, Doc.
I'm right by your side.

Don't touch anything!

Right.

Take that.

Press down.

I'll give her a
vitamin K injection,

just reverse the
effects of the warfarin.

But I feel duty-bound
to tell you, Doctor,

that the patient has
been taking drugs.

I saw her popping pills earlier.

And also... she called you odd.

Best do what the doc
says. Come on, Sal.

- No. I...
- Come on.

Ms. Edwards, what tablets
have you been taking?

Ms. Edwards?

I just needed something to
get me through this month.

He already had a new girlfriend.

All that way to get
my heart ripped out.

I was supposed to
be married next month.

Yes, but what have you taken?

I got them in Australia.

They're ven... ven-something.

Venlafaxine.

Yes. Supposed to help with
depression and anxiety and...

And when taken in
conjunction with warfarin

can cause psychosis
and slurred speech

and an arrhythmic heartbeat.

So, Doc, just to check...

Will she be able to
continue the wedding?

For the last time, go home!

Ruth, I know I've made a
little bit of a mess of things.

And you probably want to
pull out of our business deal.

Well, a partnership requires
a degree of trust and honesty,

both of which seem
to be in short supply.

Well, this is all
I've got in my life.

- Emotional blackmail won't help.
- No.

I mean I will fight
till the last breath

to make this business work.

I mean, I know I'm not perfect,

but I believe that we
have something, right?

I just need a little more time.

One month.

I was thinking more
like six or seven.

Uh, one month. Right.

No problem.

What? Hang on. What?

- Thank you.
- Oh, you're welcome.

I didn't think I could cope,
but I know that's not true now.

But everything
is a test, isn't it?

That's how He works.

And if I can survive
that policeman,

I can survive anything.

"Blessed is the one
who perseveres...

- Uh, right. Okay.
- Under trial."

It's James chapter 1, verse 12.

At least Joe managed to
achieve something positive today,

in a roundabout way.

Do you think he'll be okay?

Why?

Well, from the looks of things,

he's just been
jilted at the altar.

Hi.

We just... We want
different things in life.

I want a family, kids.

I know. Five or six.

I feel like we
rushed into this, Joe.

I'm so sorry. I really am.

It's fine.

I'm good.

Nighty-night.

Good boy.

Is he asleep?

Yeah. Kind of.

I think we should,
uh, keep the dog...

for a trial period, um,
provided it's quarantined

and deloused and
wormed and castrated.

Oh, that's wonderful.

But why?

Because you asked me.

But it's a dog, Martin.

It's a harbinger of
pestilence and disease.

Mm.

But you've seemed
frustrated lately,

and, uh, I think it might help.

Oh, the problem
isn't the dog, Martin.

It's my work. It's...

Oh, it's changed.

And it doesn't help
that I keep thinking

I should be around
more for James.

So we don't need the dog, then?

No, no. We're having the dog.

Hm.

On a trial period
with strict parameters.

For a trial period
with strict parameters.

- Mm.
- Doc.

Martin, I think I know
what he's saying.

He's saying "Doc."

Hey.

Did you say "Doc"?

Now say "Mummy."

Say "Mummy."