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It's rota.

- Pardon? - A roster's a list of names.

A rota is a schedule of activities.

Thank you, Martin.

So you're blue, and I've scheduled you

to drop James at nursery every other day, collect every third,

plus every other Thursday, when I have afterschool meetings.

Is that strictly necessary?

It's the only time I get to catch up with other teachers.

- Not the meetings, the rota. - I thought you'd approve.

Things have been so hectic since Janice left,

not that she was much help.

Besides, we'll need it more than ever when I start studying.

- If you start studying. - Well, yeah. If.

Look, we can discuss it later.

Maybe schedule in a conversation for Wednesday.

- Yes. - That was a joke.

- Hey... - Yes.

I've spoken to Mrs Trafford and she believes

the sale of the farm will go through within the month.

I'll try to make the transition as painless as possible for you.

Transition to what? Losing the B&B? Not having a place to live?

Remember the Doc's orders, boy. Stay calm.

You'll need a place to stay, as well, won't you?

I thought you were sleeping in the van.

Technically, I've maybe been staying at the B&B.

I see. Well, that'll have to change.

And you'll need to find somewhere for the whisky still.

Ruth, is there any way we could change your mind?

I'm sorry, Al.

I've spent enough money on all this.

I don't want to lose any more.

No, the decision's been made.

Heartbeat's regular, no murmurs.

How are you getting on with the medication?

Oh, my Sal's on top of all that, Doc. She runs a tight ship.

- The cardiac rehabilitation? - I'm enjoying it.

In fact, I'm planning on stepping it up again.

Get myself really fit.

Right. You can get dressed.

Doc, have you ever heard of racewalking?

It has the same benefits health wise as normal walking.

- It's just faster. - Yeah.

Well, I was thinking of asking Sal to join me.

You know, joint interest, bringing us closer together.

Well, take it easy, yeah?

Don't worry about me, Doc. I never felt fitter.

Still, I'd speak to your physiotherapist first.

Make an appointment to see me in one month.

Right you are, Doc.

Oh! Looking good, Ken!

I don't feel so good.

Well, at least you're out of hospital.

I was gonna come and visit you

but people like their peace and quiet.

Yes, Bert, they do.

Just before your incident, we were talking

about how many bottles of whisky

- you were gonna take. - Bert.

Now, for a start, how about 12 bottles?

Sale or return. I got the first batch here.

I'm shutting the pub.

What?

Being a landlord isn't a job for a recovering alcoholic.

Ooh. Well, I wasn't aware of your previous... Situation.

But, well, just because you work in a sweetshop,

it don't mean that you have to eat all the cakes.

I'm going to my sister's tomorrow

while I decide what to do with this place.

The pub is the cornerstone of the community!

You have a civic duty to keep it open!

I'm sorry, Bert.

You'll just have to sell your whisky to somebody else.

Ken didn't take much, then?

He's not taking anything.

He's closing the pub.

Right. That is it.

Final straw. Writing on the wall. I am done.

I'm officially handing over the business to you.

- The business? - Yep.

You mean the failed B&B and the failed whisky company?

All yours.

So you're quitting and leaving me to pick up the pieces?

Not to mention Ruth being out of pocket?

We'll talk about this later,

when you, boy, are a little less emotional.

Emotional? It...

Mm. Cimex lectularius.

- Doesn't sound good. - Bed bugs.

Have you been sleeping in a bed other than your own lately?

Chance'd be a fine thing!

That's more my ex-husband's department than mine.

I knew he'd been around the block a few times

but he didn't have to visit every bloody house on the way.

- Yes or no? - No.

Go away!

Anyway, I pride myself on a clean house.

Bed bugs aren't attracted to dirt.

I'll write you a prescription for a mild steroid cream.

What's wrong with your hand?

This? Been like it for ages.

It's Dupuytren's contracture.

Why haven't you shown me this before?

My mother's hand was the same. I just thought it was genetic.

Yeah. It is. It's also easily curable.

Make an appointment. I'll perform a needle fasciotomy

and straighten your fingers out.

I run the shop on my own now. I can't keep closing.

My customers won't like it.

If left untreated, you run the risk of permanent tissue damage

and the loss of function in your hand altogether.

There you go.

Oh, Clive?

In here, my lovely.

- What? What are you doing? - Stocktaking.

You know you're not allowed near prescription drugs.

Dr Ellingham still hasn't forgiven me.

- I was trying to help. - Well...

take this to Mrs Brockbank.

But she lives miles away!

Well, you can do your racewalking thing!

I was hoping that was something to do together.

- Team Tishell! - What, with my neck?

Dear me!

Yes. Go on, then. Go!

Dear, oh, dear.

- What are you doing home? - Getting clothes for sailing.

- Sailing? - I had to send Pippa home.

I think she's got the flu.

So now I have to take Year Six sailing after school this week.

It's to complete their Activity Certificate, their opportunity.

- But you hate boats. - There's no one else available.

I've got some anti-motion sickness tablets in the surgery,

I'll fetch them for you as soon as I've updated the rota.

It's not the seasickness I'm worried about.

It's capsizing and drowning. I'm not very good on boats.

Sorry, why are you updating the rota?

I assume you want me to collect James from nursery all week?

- Yes. - Then to be effective,

the rota has to reflect the change.

Next patient's here, Doc.

Er... Right. Do you mind?

I'll keep the pen, I need it.

What are you doing?

Racewalking. Sport of the future.

I can see that.

You've got to keep one foot on the ground all the time.

You're a natural.

- Where are you going? - Mrs Brockbank.

Bandages run.

- Join you? - Well, if you can keep up.

Have you set a date yet?

- End of the month. 29th. - Aww.

- Amy Vincent? - Yes.

Go through.

Can I have a look at this afternoon's appointments?

Er... You are fully booked.

Right. In that case, I need you to collect James from nursery.

Do I look like an au pair?

I can't be in two places at once! And you do look like one!

Well, lucky for you, I know an excellent receptionist

who can reschedule those appointments for you.

- I must be at work soon, Doc. - Yes! Right.

I'll change those appointments, shall I?

Yes. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Cheer up. It might never happen.

Too late. Already has.

- Bad as that? - Even worse.

Whisky business not working out?

Nothing is. I got no job, back to sleeping in the van.

I might as well lie down on the beach

and let the tide carry me away.

You could always come work for me, if you like.

Really?

I can't afford to pay much,

but now I'm getting my hand sorted I could do with the help.

Plus there's a storeroom above,

you could stick a camp bed in there.

That's very generous of you, Caitlin.

Now, when you say you can't afford to pay very much...

Well, we can have a chat about that later.

You're running, that's not allowed.

No, I'm not!

One foot on the ground at any one time.

Your pulse rate is 48 and your blood pressure's still low.

Last week you said it wasn't a problem.

No, it isn't necessarily.

It could coincide with your underactive thyroid.

Probably all that sea air chilling me out.

- You should try it. - I beg your pardon?

Sailing. I'll give you a free lesson.

No, thank you.

How much thyroxaline have you got left?

Er... a week's worth.

I'll write you a prescription for some more.

There's something else I wanted to ask you about, Doc.

Alopecia areata.

It's an autoimmune disorder.

Often people who suffer from one,

like your underactive thyroid,

are more susceptible to developing another.

Will I go bald?

We shouldn't rule it out, but see if it grows back on its own.

Wh... When? I'm getting married soon.

Impossible to tell. When did you first notice?

Last week. Can you do anything?

I could inject the affected areas with corticosteroids,

but it's very painful and it isn't always effective.

Better just to wait and see if it grows back on its own.

Make an appointment to come and see me in a month or so.

Or sooner if the hair loss gets worse.

Thank you.

Whoa!

What are you doing, Clive?

- I got a new training partner. - Hi.

Same time tomorrow?

I'm all right.

Don't you like the water, miss?

Yeah, Emily, I like it just fine.

Hello, sailors!

- Life jackets? - Please, miss.

Oh, Miss Glasson. Where's Pippa?

She's off sick. And it's Mrs Ellingham now.

Oh, of course, sorry.

Habit from when you were my teacher.

Like I always say, things come and go in Portwenn,

but you can always rely on good old Miss Glass...

Er... Mrs Ellingham, being at the school.

It's like you're part of the building.

- Do you... - No, I'm fine. Sorry.

Yep. I know.

So, done much sailing before?

Er... yeah. A little.

These life jackets, they've been tested recently, haven't they?

- Oh, yes. - Why do you wear a hat, miss?

It helps keep my head warm.

- But it's boiling, miss. - Daniel, shh. Quiet.

- Right, everyone ready? - Yes, miss.

Climb aboard, this way.

Sensibly round the jetty, please, Daniel. Watch it.

Stupid...

Sorry, Amy? Could you, er... could you just hold up, please?

Daniel? Just... Hang on there.

- Yes! - Good boy.

Move from the edge, there. Don't go too close to the edge!

All right.

Everyone in position and know what they're doing?

Yes, miss!

Right, Mrs Ellingham, pull on the main sheet.

Sorry, the... The sheet?

Oh, the rope that's in your hand.

Uhhuh. Yeah. That's right.

Obviously I know that. But for the benefit of the children,

how hard should one pull on the... the sheet?

Hard enough to tighten the mainsail.

Stand by, everyone. We're ready to go about!

Ready to go about!

- Ready? - Ready!

Here we go!

Pull, pull, pull!

I can't believe it.

I know. Really makes me mad.

I never thought that Ken'd close the pub for good.

Oh, right. Your dad dumping everything on you.

That's what we're annoyed about.

So I've gotta find a new place to live and a new job.

Al... Ken's closing the pub.

Yeah. I think we've already established that, Morwenna.

Doesn't mean that someone else can't take it over, does it?

- You mean me? - You've got experience.

You ran a restaurant, and a B&B.

Yeah, ran 'em both into the ground.

Still, it's a good location.

And you could live above the pub.

Yeah, you're right.

Huh. I knew I'd think of something!

What's this?

Come on. It's not a beer garden.

Sorry, Doc, you asked me to come in today. Blood pressure check.

Yes, go through.

- Do you have to? - What? Eat?

Yes.

Hello, Bert.

Why are you wearing that thing?

- Oh, Ruth. Just working. - What about the distillery?

I was gonna come and talk to you about that.

It's just that I've decided the whisky business... not for me.

Well, you could have consulted with me first.

If it's the overdraft you're worried about...

What overdraft?

The one you guaranteed when we took out our business loan.

How much of it have you used?

Erm... well, it's just that there was this cash flow issue, see.

All of it?

And when does the bank want it repaid?

By the end of next month.

So I'm being stung for �5,000 due to your incompetence?

I intend to pay you back every single penny. Eventually.

It's just it wasn't my fault, with the economic climate...

No, Bert. It's you.

Giving up and letting other people pick up the pieces.

Well, I'd say I was disappointed but...

.. it's my own fault for getting involved with you.

Bert? Give Mrs Wells a hand putting her shopping in the car.

Of course, of course. Ruth. Cheers.

So nice to have a man helping about the place again.

We're closed. Bugger off.

- Open up, Ken. It's me. - What do you want?

I've got a business proposition for you.

I wanna rent the pub.

I know how that goes.

You and your dad get in behind the bar,

disaster comes knocking moments later.

Not my dad. Just me.

The village won't survive without the pub, Ken.

Someone needs to keep the place open.

I'm sorry, Al. Your track record hardly inspires confidence.

Well, I-I-I've learnt from my mistakes.

I need someone to guarantee the rent.

Ruth. She's my guarantee.

Ruth?

Yeah. Because... cos we're partners.

She'd make sure nothing went wrong.

I'm also willing to give you a share of the profits.

- I don't know. - Let me run it for one night.

I'll get some customers in, show you what I can do.

You can't lose.

Come on, then.

Collections between 5:00 and 5:30, Doc. Them's the rules.

Yes.

It's not good for the little 'uns to be picked up late.

Makes them feel unsettled, feel "emotionally vulnerable".

No, it doesn't.

There's a fine for parents who pick up late!

(.. if I told you we could sell off the whisky stock,)

(whilst making an additional profit at the same time.)

(OK.)

I was wondering if er... you had a minute.

I suppose so.

Well, what would you say if I told you I'd found somewhere

that we can sell off the whisky stocks

whilst making an additional profit at the same time?

Well, I'd say when something sounds

too good to be true, it usually is.

Well, except, Ruth, in this instance.

Ken wants out of The Crab & Lobster,

and he's very keen for us to rent it.

There is a stipulation, though.

He needs you to be the guarantor.

A guarantor? Are you serious?

Er... Yes.

I'm already being asked to write off

your �5,000 overdraft as a bad debt.

Er... Wait, what overdraft?

The one you and your father ran up without telling me.

What?

And judging from the look of incredulity on your face,

I wasn't the only one your father kept it a secret from.

No. No, Ruth, you weren't, and I... I am...

.. so sorry.

I imagine you are.

But I refuse to throw good money after bad.

I'm sorry, Al.

You know how much I like you.

But our business relationship is over.

Gosh, he took an age to go down.

Did Mel say if anything happened today?

- Who's Mel? - Mel from the nursery Mel.

Oh, no, she was too busy lecturing me

on the pitfalls of being late.

- You were late? - A patient overran.

I doubt if James was aware.

He seems to be enjoying nursery, doesn't he?

Well, he's a child. They enjoy everything.

He spent half an hour today playing with an envelope.

I threw it away.

- I didn't go to nursery. - I did.

It teaches children important social skills.

He'll be entering the pre-operational stage

of cognitive development soon.

And it's good for him to learn how to interact

with others in a healthy and productive manner, Martin.

The pre-operational stage?

Yes, it's Piaget's theory...

Piaget's theory of cognitive development.

How much reading are you doing?

I'm a teacher. It's my job to know things.

Yes.

Can't you wait 20 minutes?

- I'm hungry. - It's 20 minutes!

We're not open yet!

Hi! What are you doing here?

You're looking at the new temporary landlord

of The Crab & Lobster!

So, Ruth agreed to be guarantor?

No. No, but I've got one shot to show her and Ken

that I can make this work,

that we can keep The Crab.

But I need your help, cos tonight has to be a big success.

Of course, anything.

Ring everyone you know, and you tell them,

if they wanna save The Crab & Lobster,

they need to turn up tonight and they need to spend their money.

- All right. I am on it! - Good.

Just remember, you're not meant to be getting stressed.

All I'm doing is banking everything on one single night

in order to convince a woman who just lost �5,000 backing me

that she needs to back me again.

So... There's no stress.

Morning, Al. Didn't I check your blood pressure yesterday?

Yes, you did, sir, and I'm just going.

OK. Crab & Lobster, eight o'clock.

Erm... I-I need to see Doc. It's urgent.

Your first appointment's not for 15 minutes.

Mm. Come through.

- It's getting worse. - No, it isn't.

I want some of those injections you were on about.

What? Corticosteroids?

- My wedding's coming up and... - No.

I'll write you a prescription for some steroid ointment.

And that'll do me fine by my wedding day?

You take it for six months, then we'd review the situation

and see if you need the injections.

Six months? I need a cure right now!

I will not inject steroids into a patient who has a condition

that may very well clear up on its own.

You're not giving me much choice, are you?

Choice? This is medicine, not a pudding trolley.

Fine.

"This is the private number for Dr Martin and Louisa Ellingham.

Not the surgery. Please leave a message.

But not for the surgery."

Hello, this is Dr Kate Gregory

from the North Cornwall Centre of Psychological Sciences

for Louisa Ellingham.

Just to say we've received your application

for the Child and Adolescent Counselling Course

and we'd like you to come in for an interview.

I was thinking we should pop in to see Mrs Tishell this evening.

- See how she's coping. - Yes, if you like.

I'm sorry to ask, Martin, but are you still OK

to pick James up from nursery?

Er... there's no need.

There is, Martin. I'll be sailing.

No, there's no need to pick him up.

Nursery's gonna bring him home from now on.

How did you manage to swing that?

Just seemed the most convenient solution for everyone.

Well done.

Louisa, can we talk about this interview of yours?

Yes, we will. This evening.

Sorry. Yep. Coming! Coming, James!

Doesn't hurt at all.

That's because of the anaesthetic.

Just hold that.

Are you OK, Doc?

My Jimmy was the same.

First sign of blood and he'd faint.

Should have known then he was no good.

Stop talking.

You'll need to take a few days off work,

give your hand a chance to heal.

Shouldn't be a problem now I've Bert helping me.

I'll make an appointment to see a physiotherapist,

for a programme to restore the movement in your fingers.

Thanks, Doc! You are a wonder.

Thank you.

What's this?

That's the first instalment of the money we owe you.

- It's �500. - Come on in.

This is all from one night?

It was a special night, to be fair.

- But you closed the bar early. - Yeah. Poor Clive, eh?

So there would have been even more?

Well, it won't always be that much, Ruth.

I realise that.

Why are you playing down your success?

It's important to be honest, considering what we owe you.

- It's your father's debt. - It was my business, too.

Look, if you would agree to come on board,

I would take the bare minimum until you're all squared up.

On one condition.

I'm doing this alone. Dad is not gonna be involved.

Good. We'll talk later, then.

OK.

Come along, everyone, quick as you can.

Steady. That's it.

Hold up. Wait for me, miss!

- Steven? Thought you were ill. - He says he's feeling better.

I just needed a good rest. I'm all set to get my certificate.

Grab a lifejacket and climb aboard, then.

Set sail in five minutes.

Due to get a bit choppy later.

Gonna need your sea legs, then, eh?

Yeah.

See you later. Have a good time!

- Sally? - Oh, Dr Ellingham!

I didn't think you'd be open.

People still need their medicines.

Now how can I help you?

Well, I just wondered how you were coping.

Me?

Oh, I'm fine. Oh, I'm fine.

You seem to be taking Clive's death very well.

You, me, Dr Ellingham, we're all medical professionals.

We, more than anyone, bear witness to life's brutal cycle.

We're born, we live, we die.

Right.

Good morning! How can I help you?

This is the life, eh, Mrs Ellingham?

Never know how you teachers do it,

stuck in the same old classrooms every day.

At least we don't run the risk of drowning in the classroom.

Oh, we'll make a sailor out of you yet.

Oh, miss? Steven's not feeling very well.

Hang on.

- Take the helm. - What? Me? Shouldn't I, well...

How are you?

Right. What I need you to do is just lie down

and keep your body steady so it can adjust.

Sorry, Amy?

Er... steer towards port!

Ooh.

- Are you all right, miss? - Amy! Amy!

Amy, can you hear me?

- Amy! - Is she OK?

Oh, no.

Grace. Go below deck, look for a first aid kit.

Amy? Amy? Can you hear me?

Don't you need to steer the boat, miss?

One thing at a time, please, Katie. Don't worry about it.

- How will we get back home? - Yeah!

Come on... No signal!

No, the Doc doesn't normally make house calls, Mr Greenwood.

Well, if you insist on doing it yourself,

there's always a risk that might happen.

Next patient. Go through.

I'll get him to call you when he's free. Bye.

- Have you got a moment? - Ruth.

- In private. - My last patient. Can it wait?

- Well, I suppose it'll have to. - Right.

Come on! Buck up!

Oh, I can't believe this. Oh, come on!

We're heading out to sea!

Yeah, look, look, nobody panic, OK?

Are you all right? Should we call the Coast Guard?

Yes, that's a good idea, Oliver, but we've got no signal.

Steven, I'm sorry if you're feeling sick again,

but we've got more important worries.

Lower the mainsail to steer ourselves onto a starboard tack.

Really? Well, how do you know that?

I sail with my dad every weekend.

Good! Good! Everyone listen to Steven!

Steven, what do we do about the... the steering thing?

Well, she was pretty unresponsive

when I broke the news to her last night.

Oh, it's more than that, Martin.

It's as if a customer had died, not her husband.

It's denial, isn't it? Classic reaction to sudden loss?

Hm. I didn't realise you were so enlightened.

Well, what do you want me to do about it? Morwenna!

Well, I just wanted to make sure you were aware, that's all.

We should all keep an eye on Mrs Tishell.

- Should we? - She's one of your patients.

Yes, I suppose she is.

We don't want a repeat of that business with James Henry.

Doc, it's Louisa. I can hardly hear her but it sounds urgent.

Well, go.

Martin!

Martin! Over here!

It's Amy! She's unconscious, her head's bleeding.

Bring it closer this way.

Yeah, we're trying, it's just not that easy.

Throw me a rope and I'll pull you in.

OK.

Oh.

- Try again. - Yes. OK.

Ready?

Right.

- Careful. - I've got you.

Here we go.

Brace yourself.

No. No, Martin!

I've... I've got you!

Oh, Martin!

Uhoh.

What's this?

Peace offering. Fish and chips.

I'm not hungry.

- Oi! - Oh...

You might as well know.

I'm gonna run the pub. Ruth is gonna back me.

On the condition that you aren't involved.

Well, I am gonna pay her back.

How? Hm?

With the money you earn from the shop?

It's gonna take years.

So it's up to me, as usual.

- Are you OK? - I'm fine, it's Amy.

What are you doing here?

- I'm better. - Well, you don't look it.

I did get seasick, but I'm OK now.

Steven's responsible for getting us back.

We couldn't have done it without him.

Does that mean I passed my Activity Certificate, miss?

Amy has the final say, but yes, I expect so.

That's gonna need stitches.

- What's going on? - You felt faint, cut your head.

Lie still.

Miss...

- What's that on your hair? - It's hair restorer.

How much have you put on?

Miss...

Two packets? Since yesterday.

You're an idiot! Why didn't you consult me?

I told you I was worried about my hair.

Yes, and I told you to use the ointment

and wait and see what happens!

I needed a quicker solution.

There isn't one!

Do you think I give this advice on a whim?

Over the counter hair restorer contains minoxidil

which is a drug developed to treat high blood pressure,

and you have very low blood pressure.

It's not surprising you felt faint and banged your head.

I had to risk it. I don't wanna wear a hat on my wedding day.

Oh, no. Never mind drowning all these children.

- Miss! - What is it, Steven?

Eugh!

Get some rest for the next 24 hours.

- Avoid any strenuous activity. - I will.

Ooh. Er... Doc? As a way of thanks,

I'd like to invite you and Louisa to my wedding.

Erm... no, thank you.

Oh. Right.

Oh, I'm so sorry about all of that.

Don't worry, the children all got the bus back

without any further problems, a minor miracle in itself.

Thanks for getting my boat back.

You're welcome.

- Are you all right? - I'm fine.

As long as I never, ever have to get on a boat again.

- Martin... - Mm?

I've been thinking about the interview. I've decided to go.

Right. Good.

Oh. I mean, I'd only need to go into the course one day a week.

Have you squared this with your governors?

No. No, not yet. That was my next step.

You are aware this'll create a lot more work for both of us?

Well, in the short term, yes, but if the child therapy works,

I can stop teaching, build my hours around James.

I mean, it won't be easy at first but it's worth a try.

And this'll make you happy?

Yes. Yes, I think it will.

Well, then you have my full support.

Thank you. Thank you, Martin.

You're welcome.

You're going to need all the help you can get.

And by that you mean...

It's been a long time since you were in full-time education.

You've only ever had a handful of therapy sessions.

You're a little out of your depth.

Thank you, Martin.

You're welcome.

- Surprise! - Hi!

What are you doing here?

Don't shake that in my face.

Oi! What about your dog?! Relieving itself on my bag.

It's me. I work here.

I'm not just some random person off the street.

Possibility of a dangerous intruder inside. I'm just waiting for backup.

- Don't be ridiculous. - No, wait!

- No! - Ohhhh..

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