All language subtitles for MISTRESSES(UK)2008 S1 Men Behaving Badly

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contains some strong language

I was starting to get worried.
Hey! Happy birthday.

You look very glamourous
for a girls' night in. Do I?

Something smells nice,
domestic goddess!

Er, domestic, yes. Goddess, no!

I can't see you tonight.
Who's the latest victim? Her boss.

Finally taking her career seriously
- that's a good thing(!) Hello!

Yeah. Married?

Aren't they always?

Well, maybe it's love. What,
with Jessica? Hi. There you go.

Ooh. Thank you!
What's that? Very nice.

Mojitos! Go easy on them, though, I
think I completely overdid the rum.

Gift! Where are the kids?
Are they asleep already?

Yeah, I'm sorry. They couldn't keep
their eyes open. Oh, no! But...

they did make you this card.

Aw! Look at that!

Look at that. Ah-h-h!

Wow, what's this?
That is a spa day for two. Wow!

You have to take a date,
but you don't have to take us.

Thank you! Yeah,
but if you did prefer a girly...

I know, I know!

SHE LAUGHS

See if you remember this.
What's this?

Oh, of course I do! You do, huh?

Yeah! I got it copied.
Look at that. Do you remember that?

Oh, Siobhan, you always manage
to pick the perfect present!

Thank you. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry!

Hey, look at that. Look at us!

Look at us! Are you going to open
my present? Yeah, yeah, yeah.

And drinks. What is this, I wonder?

LAUGHTER

Thank you, Jessica, it's gorgeous.

I thought your lingerie could do
with an update cos I reckon yours
has been seeing some action. What?!

Katie, are you holding out on us?

No! Sadly.

Serious... I would tell you!
I would tell you. Well,
with knickers like those,

you're just gonna have to get laid.

You'd know about that, wouldn't you?
How's the baby-making going?

Sex in the morning, sex in the
afternoon, sex in the evening.

Mm, lucky you! Careful,
you'll turn into Jessica.

You wish! Oh, I'd say
the novelty will wear off soon.

PHONE RINGS

Oh, come on!

You can't be on call today.
It's your birthday!

I'm sorry, I'm covering. Someone

at the surgery. These are good.

Are they? Fantastic.
I know how to make a mojito!

SOME LAUGHTER

Oh, Trudi, thank you so much
for all this. It's OK.

We'll go out next week.
I wish I could stay.

No, no, no, go! You've got people to
rescue and lives to save. Yeah. Bye.

SHE SIGHS

You were supposed to wait
15 minutes before you paged me.

I know. But they have you for longer
than I have, and I couldn't wait.

You know you shouldn't do that.

I don't care.

And you should know better, Doctor.

No. I shouldn't.

Will you help me?

Do you need morphine?

John, are you in pain?

No. No, not that.

Will you help me, Katie,

when it's time?

"Here is the deepest secret
nobody knows.

"Here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud

"and the sky of the sky
of a tree called Life,

"which grows higher than soul
can hope or mind can hide.

"And this is the wonder
that's keeping the stars apart.

"I carry your heart.

"I carry it in my heart."

My, erm, dad wanted me
to read that poem.

He was, erm,
he was a really great dad,

and a loving husband...
and a true friend to many.

I'm sure, erm...

all of us will miss him very dearly.

BELL TOLLS

Dr Roden...

Hi...Sam.

I'm...very sorry about your father.

You were treating him, weren't you?

Well, he was under the care
of the hospital doctors, but...

How come you all got it wrong?
How come no-one told me
he was about to die?

It happened very quickly,
it sometimes does and...

Someone must have realised.

Your father might have wanted
to leave happier memories.

But I'm sure he was thinking of you.
He was having an affair.

Hi, Trudi, it's me.

Erm, are you around?

Hi, Katie. Sorry to keep calling you.

I know you're working. I'm just
checking you're on for tonight?

I can't talk right now.
The girls have just been sent home
from school with nits. ..Er, cheers.

My head's itchy!
I don't want your nits!

I'm gonna get you! No, you're not!

Mummy, I've found the nits.
Ugh! Get away from me.

Hi, it's Jess. Leave a message.
Jess, it's me.

I'm just checking you're back from
Paris and you're on for tonight?

It's 6.45 at mine... Oh, and
could you please let Siobhan know?

OK, cheers,
I'll see you later. OK. Bye.

See you at the office.

Siobhan,
are you still coming tonight?

Jess, listen, darling,
I'm gonna have to call you back, OK?

What exactly are we looking for?

Vaginal secretions.

It says here,
when ovulating, secretions
should be clear and stretchy.

Makes it easier for the sperm
to swim in, apparently.

Well? Hari!

Nah. Nothing.

No point shagging, then? Nah.

So, did you remember
to buy more folic acid?

I ask you to do one thing...
I'll do it! I'll text Katie.

PHONE BEEPS

'Jess, it's Siobhan calling
you back. So...how was Paris?'

'Bonjour Jessica!
C'est Jean-Pierre.' 'Hey, Jessica,

'it's Tom. I'm in to...'

You were shagging, weren't you?

I tell you all my conquests.

Yep, the pleasure's all yours.
Where did you go? Hotel room?

Siobhan, we're both adults.
Why won't you share your
baby-making techniques?

Cos I don't want to star
in your grubby fantasies.

I've got 700 pages of this
to get through. Give a man a break!

I wasn't shagging.

Hi, Katie. Are you feeling better?

Yes. Much better,
thank you, Rob. Good.

Mum! She's tickling me!

Hi.

Oh. Hi.

Don't worry. I'm pretending
not to notice as well.

GIRLS SQUEAL

Oh! You're Amy's dad.
Yeah, I've seen you at drop-off.

Richard.

And you must be...
Er, Cathy's mum. Trudi.

Nice to meet you. Erm, she's excited

about having a new girl in her class.

Everyone's been amazingly friendly
since we got here.

Yeah? Yeah, you're just being wooed
by the opposing forces of the PTA!

Trust no-one, there's about to be a
coup. Really? Whose side are you on?

Oh, erm... Well, you know, I'm not
taking any chances, I'm backing both.

You'll have to fill me in some time.

Actually...do you fancy
going for a coffee?

Not in here, there's
a Starbucks next door... Erm...

..and across the road.
And one in the toilet probably!

Do you know what? I've got three
hours of nit-combing to do and...

I've got friends coming over...

No worries, sure. Some other time.

Mum, can we have this?

Yeah, ice cream!
JESS: Married men are a no-brainer.

They're bedroom trained,
they're low maintenance, and you've
got a ready-made exit strategy.

There you go. No mess, no fuss.

Except, sometimes their wives catch
you. Isn't that the whole point? No!

The point was to shag him

in the top three Parisian bridal
suites at our client's expense.

God, I want your life, Jess!

How can you say that?! Hari's
the loveliest man in the world.

All right, I only want her sex life!

And your kids.
Aw. Well, at least you're in love.

Put together, you'd make one
perfectly satisfied individual.

No, I'm satisfied with sex.

You don't die if you don't get sex.

Clearly, or we'd have buried you

years ago. No fighting!

OK, Katie. Multiple choice -

sex, love or kids?
What, can I only have one?!

SHE LAUGHS

Erm...

Love.

I THINK someone asked me out today.

Really? Oh, yeah? Hello!

He's a new dad at school,
and I think he just got divorced.

We got chatting at the supermarket
and he said should we go for a coffee
and I went, "Erm, erm, uh-uh-erm..."

Hang on a minute. He asked you
out for a coffee in Sainsburys?

No. In Tesco's actually.

And, well, I'm not really sure
he was asking me out.

What did he say? EXACT words.

"D'you fancy going for a coffee?"

He said "fancy"?

I think so. If he said that, he was
asking you out. Maybe he said
"want".

Well, that's different.

That's more tricky to interpret.
This is exactly why I switched

from English to Modern Languages.

Sorry, do we want to talk
about YOUR sex life some more?
Come on, woman, think.

We've been waiting
six years for this.

Want or fancy?

Fancy. He was asking you out.

Really? Mm-hm. Really?! Mm-hm.

Trud...? When did this come?

It came this morning.

So you've scored a million
and pulled on the same day.

See you, Trud.

Hey, you don't feel like
a last one, do you? For the road?

I thought you
had to go home and shag?

We could go to Metro?

Sorry, I can't.
Got a late-night delivery. See ya.

Why haven't you paid it in yet?

Guilt.

I know. Everything's screaming
at me to move on.

The girls are both in school...
I've finally settled the money,

and someone's even asked me out
after six years.

I mean, someone I quite like.

How can I move on when I don't know
what happened to Paul?

What if he's still out there?
No, he's not out there.
Those phone calls...

The police traced them.
They were from public places.

Thousands of people died.
Where else would he be?
Maybe he lost his memory.

Then he wouldn't be calling
you from pizza restaurants

and cab firms, would he?

You don't understand,
not being able to say goodbye to him.

It's been six years, Trudi!
Let it go, for Christ's sake.

I'm sorry. What...?

Katie? Is everything all right?

I've been having an affair.

What?! For two years. He was married.

He was going to leave his wife,
but, erm...

he got ill.

And he died...

last week. John's funeral
was this morning.

Oh, my God!

Wh...

Why didn't you tell me?

I couldn't. I...

I wanted to, loads of times, and...

God, I know it sounds
completely mad, but, erm...

I just couldn't. Why not?

Because he was my patient.

And, erm...

because you
would've told me to stop.

Oh, Katie, I'm sorry.

And you've been listening
to me, going on and on
for the last six years.

But his son, Trudi...

His son...

knows he was having an affair.

'You have one new message.'
'Doctor Roden, it's Sam Grey.

'I found your number at home.

'I...need to speak to you.

'It's important.
Please call me back on this number.'

VIOLIN PLAYS SOFTLY

DOOR BUZZER

BUZZING CONTINUES

BUZZING CONTINUES

HE BUZZES AGAIN

It says in here we should
keep daily fertility lists.

I already do.

98.1. Bingo!

Come on.

OK. Ow!

Oh...

Can you... Can you just...? Sure.

No, hang on. I didn't mean that,

I didn't mean that.

SHE SIGHS DEEPLY

I'm late for work,
and I just don't feel like it.

You used to be up for a shag
anyplace, anytime. It's one of
the qualities that drew me to you.

Isn't there ANYTHING in that
bloody book of yours that
says how to make this fun?!

You should read it,
you might find out.

Mummy!

What have you done to your face?

Right. School. Now.

..huge amount of experience.

Here is Jessica.

So...what did you
drag me out of bed for?

Hard to leave, was it?

Your next assignment -
Lisa and Alex's lesbian wedding.

I hate weddings.
You know I hate weddings.

People wanking on about adoring each
other, it's nauseating. Come on...

Don't start defending
the institution of marriage
cos it won't cut any ice with me.

Give it to Mel,
she's a walking bloody rom-com!

Yeah, but I don't
wanna sleep with Mel.

Hotels, restaurants,
limousines... And since
this one's against the clock,

I want you working directly under me.

I hate weddings.

Which one do you reckon's the bride?

Jessica. Hi, let's talk

about your happy day. Hello. Hi.

Morning, Anne. Morning.

Thank you.

PHONE BEEPS

Are we talking small and
beautiful or big and fabulous?

We've done a rough guest list.
It's somewhere between 150 and 200.

And the rest.

OK, well, if you're free a bit
later on, we'll start by looking at
some venues for up to 200.

OK well,
here are some possibilities.

OK, girls. Come on.

Cathy! I'll see you after
school, darling. Whatever!

OK. Bye, sweetie. Bye!

Hi. Hey.

Um, do you fancy getting
that coffee?

Oh...er... I'd love to, but
there's something I really have to
do this morning. Oh, right. Fine.

Oh, but there's
a PTA meeting this afternoon.

If you come along, we could grab
a coffee after? Uh...that might be
a bit tricky. Oh, please.

Well... I'd just love it
if you would.

I mean, it's like
12 Angry Women in there. I'd love to
throw them a curve ball.

OK, I'll see what I can do.
OK. OK. Bye. Bye.

Sam Grey, please.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

Hi, Sam.
Come and take a seat, will you?

Yeah. I wanted to apologise for how
I behaved at my dad's funeral.

Um...I've been trying to
get hold of you.
It was really good of you to come.

I've been treating your
family for a long while, so... Yeah,

my mum said how much
you've been there for them both.

I'm sorry I was so rude.

It's OK. It's just...

I was up all night writing the
eulogy, and then, er, that morning,

that's when I found...

That's when I realised...

It was such a nightmare, you know.

All I could think about was how long
he'd been lying to me, and whether
she was sat there, in front of me...

You know?

I shouldn't have
taken that out on you. No, no.
That's completely underst...

No, it's pathetic, that's what it is.

Looking for someone to blame.
When it was, it was me.

I should have been there.

I should have been with him.

Sam, your father would have
wanted you to remember
him strong and healthy.

Is that what he said?

You said that to me before.

Well, he...

I just know that he'd hate you
to be beating yourself up over

not being there at the end.

Yeah. That's what I thought.

But now I have my doubts.

So what, um, what made you...?

I wouldn't want my mum
to find out about any of this. No,
of course not.

What you say in here
is completely confidential.

Yeah. So I was ringing around
everybody about the funeral,

and, er, my dad used to play football
on Sunday afternoons.

And I spoke to the bloke that
organised it, and he said he

hadn't been for, y'know, two years.

And I thought it must be
the illness...

..but then I found this.

It was in the, um, suit pocket,
the suit he wanted to be buried in.

That's, um, not my mum's handwriting.

She said that YOU were there
a lot, towards the end.

You don't have any idea
who it could be, do you?

No.

No. No, I don't.

I'm just popping out. Again?
If Duggan wants me, tell him

I've got a doctor's appointment.

You said that yesterday.

I can have you followed, you know.
We do have people here that do that.

Will you just cover for me, please?

Tell me where you're really going.
Wouldn't YOU like to know?!

PHONE RINGS

Hey. Jess, where are you?
I've 40 minutes.

Um... Just near the High Street.

I've got...

25.

OK. I'll see you in five.

You take care, Sam.

Thanks, thanks for...

..I didn't know who else to talk to.

I want him to look at me like
I'm his wildest erotic fantasy,

and he's been waiting all day to
take me on the kitchen table. Mmhm.

Instead of like I'm this
empty vessel who ought to be
eight months pregnant in a smock.

Good for the anti-smock factor.

Goodness. Well, I suppose
I have to do something, it's like

we're shagging in Groundhog Day.

You should really wax your
fanny with those, though.

Goodness! Why? For the porn look.

Try it, might shock Hari
into some radical new moves.

No! The last thing
we need is more gynaecology.

Honestly, Trudi's school run
has more mystery to it.

Don't you think that's a bit weird,

him asking her out the day she gets
her million? No. How would he know?

Hello.

And, um,

could you take my husband's name
off the account, please? Sure.

Thank you.

Got time for a sandwich? Er, Rob,
I haven't. Sorry.

I've got a house call. Goodbye.

Siobhan, I've gotta go. OK.

You look...fabulous.

Really?

Yes. Go for it!

OK!

Oh, God.

PHONE RINGS

Siobhan Dhillon.
Hi. They've applied to the court.

Smith & Smith?
That's laid down for next week.
I know. They didn't tell us. What?

They've applied without notice? Yup.

No, they can't! Well, they have.

What?! They're on their way over.

Right now. No! Shit! Yeah. No.
I'll be there in five minutes. OK.

Hurry! Yeah. OK. Oh, shit, shit.

Oh!

Um, excuse me? Hello?

OK.

OK.

Is everything OK?
Yes. I'm taking everything.

Oh. Great! There you go.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

OK, so this is option eight,
or is it nine? I can't remember.

Anyway I think
you might like this one.

Great space. It's pretty much
a blank canvas, so we can
decorate it however you want. Cool.

And we can create different

areas using screens and fabrics.

I've got some images here
I can show you. I hate it.

Look, I know you're doing your best,
but it's just big and bland and
soulless. Just like the others.

Well, that's because we
haven't made it our own yet.

It'll never be our own.

I want it to say something about us,
me and Lisa, and our life together.

So you want somewhere beautiful...

genuine and intimate...

for 200 people.

Come on. Tell me. OK... The freezing
order was made on the 23rd of April,

to prevent any dissipation
of Smith's marital assets.

The 23rd of April... 2007.

The difficulty arises over the exact
parameters of the freezing order.

They're made clear in the order.

Your client can't touch
the proceeds from the sale
of the former matrimonial home.

Or deal on the French property.
Then he's unable to pay his
employees' salaries.

You said that to the judge. He
didn't like it and we don't like it.

While I accept you may be correct
about the judgment at the time,

my client may have to make
an application to vary this order,

otherwise his business stands to
fail, and that is neither in his

interest, nor in your client's.

There are also some
very serious issues as to
non-disclosure, as you well know.

When you got that freezing order,
you had to tell the judge
all relevant matters,

which my client might have wanted to
rely on had he been at the hearing.

The children come first.

We need more support from both
parents and teachers with regard

to all extracurricular funding.

And it isn't
only a fundraising issue,

it raises the whole issue of why,
in a democratic organisation,
this type of funding...

What if I buy the spring bazaar
tombola machine myself?

Um, I had a windfall.

Yes. Gina's already spread the word.

PHONE BEEPS

Dark pink with black lace?
I'm not telling you.

Even if I draw the exact same
garment, like Derren Brown?

I'm still not telling you.

You don't have to tell me.
You can just show me.

If you show me your knickers,
I will do all your work for you,

as well as doing mine.

I'll go through all the
court orders, flag up anything that
isn't the same as last time,

and I'll have it on your desk before
seven o'clock tomorrow morning.

That's not a bad offer, actually.

Go on, I dare you. How long?

Ten seconds?

Five. Whatever.

All right, then.

Five.

I just wanted to check and see
how you were getting on, really.

All right. Keeping busy.

How's Sam coping? Pretty badly.

Is he...taking more time off
college? I thought he might

need a note or something.

He's not going back.

And he keeps asking me
over and over about why we didn't
call him back sooner,

why we didn't tell him
it was about to happen.

And who was in the room,
who'd been round to see him.

It's as though he's obsessed. Well,
that's all completely normal, Gemma,

but you should talk to him
about going back to college.

The best thing right now
is not change anything in

your lives, no big decisions.

He should go back.

I know.

But it's as though he can't get
over not being there, to say goodbye.

You had to respect John's wishes.

I know I promised
never to speak about it,

but don't you think I should tell him
what John wanted,

what you did for him?

No.

I think he'd never forgive you.

Hey! Hey, Trud. I don't suppose you

could come over to mine?

Tonight. Eight o'clock?

Yeah. OK. I'll get a baby-sitter.

Great. Thanks. Thanks.

Hari?

Two women planning a wedding.

I may as well shoot myself now.

Look, much as I'm enjoying whipping
you into shape on this one,

d'you want me
to give it to someone else? No way!

No, they have no idea
what they're dealing with.

KNOCK ON DOOR

OK, I was going to bring the Tibetan
Book Of The Dead, but I thought
you'd much rather have this.

Or there's vodka? I could make a
sea breeze, if you've got cranberry.
Thanks, Trud.

Who did you get to baby-sit?
Oh, the crazy Croat.

She's just got engaged.

Siobhan?

What's going on? What time is it?

11.30. Oh... I came home early,
I wanted to surprise you.

You were supposed to call me
when you were leaving. Was I? Sorry.

I've been calling you.

Hari...

Bloody hell.

Told you I wanted to surprise you.

You've certainly done that.

Come on then, help me unlace or I'll
be struck in this thing forever.

If I must.

Did you remember to check
your temperature? Shhh.

Babe, baby,
I should really be on top.

Hari!

Can you just stop thinking
about babies for once, and just...

make love to me.

Sorry.

I'm sorry. It's not your fault.

So, did you see
your flirty dad today? Yeah.

He asked me for a coffee again,
but I'd decided to pay that money
into the bank -

you know, the whole closure thing?

So I asked him to come
to a PTA meeting -
no, I practically begged him.

And he didn't show,
and I was really disappointed.

Why don't you just call him?
No! Cos I feel less guilty

if I'm not the one...

Why are we still
talking about MY life?

Aren't we here to...?

No, no. It helps, it really does.

Well, it makes me feel like
a totally rubbish friend,

which clearly I am, or you
would have told me two years ago.

Hey... What is it?

Oh, Trudi...

If I tell you this, you...

Yeah?

..You know I'd been treating John.

Well, I was treating
him when he died...

..and er...

I was there in his house...

..right up until the end.

I was...

helping him with the pain.

I helped him, to...

Oh, fuck.

And...Sam, his son, he...

came to see me at work today and...

I think he might have guessed it
was me, that I was John's lover.

If this comes out,
I'm screwed, Trudi.

They can stop me practising
medicine, I could end up in court,
I could end up...

Wait. What does he know exactly?
What did he say?

That he knows his dad
was seeing someone,
and he wants to find out who.

OK, listen to me.
You have to stop treating the family.

You have to move them off your
patient list and move others too.

No, no. No, I can't.

Sam is 24.

He has been my patient for years
- he's got no-one else to talk to.

So bloody what?! This is your life.

He's John's son.

John...
He asked me to keep an eye on him.

You can't, Katie.
When he was dying, Trudi.

You can't.

You are going to have to
stop treating the family.

You're going to have to
move on with your life.

You're going to have to forget
that this affair ever happened.

I've already got about
30 hours' worth of Penny Smith

and it's just difficult
for me to stay late.

I'm sorry, but it's a knotty point,
you'll have to look at some case law.

Siobhan, look, I know you've been
taking time off for personal reasons,
and I am sympathetic to that, but...

you know I'm fully
supportive of your application
to become partner,

but if your level of commitment
starts to drop... Fine,
I'll stay late. OK. Good. Thank you.

God.

Dominic, you're not working on
the Jarvis case, are you?

Mmhm. But I can work late again,

if you need a hand with it.

No. Thanks. I'll be fine.

I sent you an email.

You know that's harassment.

I can cite provocation.

PHONE BEEPS

Morning! Morning!

Hi, Richard. Hi.

Hey, Amy.

Quick, quick, quick, quick!
Bye.

Bye. Hi.

Look, sorry I missed
the PTA meeting.

Did you convict anyone? No, but
there was nearly an impeachment.

And I'm sure next week there'll be
a mob-style assassination. Sounds

unmissable(!) I tried to call you.

Your number's not on the list?
Oh, no. I had some funny calls

a while back.

Hey, do you want to get that coffee?

Look, I've...I've
got to get to work now.

Maybe after school
we could do something. Yeah, sure.

Great. OK. See you then.

Yeah, OK. Bye. Bye.

Come in.

Rob, hi.
I wanted to ask you a favour.

For you, anything.

There's a few patients I've
been struggling with lately.

I wondered if...
Yeah. I'll stick 'em on my list.

If there's any of yours you want
me to pick up... I'll let you know.

Thanks, Rob, I owe you. That's OK.

Simon?

Are you ready?

I can't come. What?
I think Miranda suspects.

She found a long black hair in
her hairbrush. And in the bed. Shit.

Well, can't you blame
the cleaner? She's Belgian,
with coarse blonde ringlets.

Blame the nanny. She's an elderly

Lithuanian Jew, with short grey hair.
I've got to go home and face her.

Who, the nanny? No, my wife!

Shit. Well, good luck. Hey,
at least It's not all bad -

you don't have
to face the lezzers from hell.

Alex, hi. Hi.

Where's Lisa, is she
gonna meet us there? Ah, no.
She couldn't make it.

Right, so it's just you and me.

Right.

You're welcome.

OK. Um...cheers.
Oh! What are we celebrating?

Well, I suppose...

I feel like I've got through
the hardest part now,
and the kids are settled.

Well, on your own, that's, er,
pretty amazing.

That's why I didn't
put Gina into Reception.

Since she only had me,
I wanted her to have as much
time with me as possible.

That's very unselfish of you.

Oh, I dunno.
She's so happy to be at school,
I think it was more for my sake.

Now I've got to figure out
what to do with my empty days.
You're not planning to get a job?

Oh, maybe. You know, I'm
not sure if I'm actually employable.

Or ever was, really.

But you can manage, without? Oh,

yeah, no. Luckily Paul left us...

..we're OK.

Siobhan, just give it up.
You know you need me.

You know, you really have nothing
to be embarrassed about. And I can
verify that personally. Shut up.

Just shut up.
Come on, gimme some Jarvis.

I'm ready.

'I don't understand.'

Doctor Roden has been our family
doctor for at least ten years.

Why am I suddenly taken off the list?

I'm really sorry but
there's been some reorganisation

of patient lists. Fine, but why ME?
Why have I been moved?
You can see Dr Carrington.

I don't want to see Dr Carrington.
I want to see Dr Roden.

Why do I have to see
a different doctor?

There's nothing we can do at
the moment. As I said before...

It's just the same
as all the others - ugly, charmless
and totally unromantic.

OK, you hate it. I get it.

No, I don't think you do get it.

Why exactly are you doing this job?

Why are you even getting married?
That's none of your business.
Actually, it is,

since I'm planning your wedding.

It's a civil partnership!

What are you so
pissed off about, Alex?

Do you not want to get married?

Yes, I do.
I just wish we'd done it in Morocco.

It's where I proposed after we'd

had this huge fight and nearly split.

It just felt right, just
the two of us, the view, the sky...

Get in.

Great. So this is what
I've ruined my favourite shoes for
- for this stunted castle?

They've got a space in three weeks,
if you want it.

Look, I know it's not
what you asked for, but...

but I...

..I feel like you'd be
happier saying your vows...
somewhere more private.

You know...you're exactly right.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

'So, how's it going
with your spiky dykes?'

Yeah, fine.
I thought you hated them.

Yeah. Well,
they're growing on me.

PHONE RINGS

You're not on call again, are you?
Yes, I am, but they're not
supposed to be calling my mobile.

So, did you see your
school-run bloke? Um, yeah.

I've just been out with him. Great.

How did it go? Really good.
I mean, we just got on so well.

And I was so myself, you know,
and...I think he still liked me.
Of course he did.

Yeah, but do you like HIM?

I mean, who is this guy?

Ah, my honorary wives. Where's
the real one - working late again?

Have you got
the father's deposition?

Here. Thanks.

If you two get together,
you'll be Richard and Trudi!
It's got a certain ring to it!

My, God. That's so weird. I've been
"Paul and Trudi" forever.

Well, don't get too
serious too soon. Meaning?

Enjoy the courtship, the romance...
This is coming from the woman
who tried to bald my wife's fanny.

All I'm saying is, he could be the
worst shag in the world, but she'd
never know it cos it's been so long.

Coming from a serial slapper!
Hey! No fighting.
So what about you, Katie?

Shagging anyone? Or are you trying
to beat Trudi's record?

PAGER BEEPS

Oh, my pager. Tell them to
go to casualty, lazy bastards!

Hari! Order's in. Table 27.

Excuse me. That's me.

Yes, hello.

This is Doctor Roden from the...
Dr Roden, it's Sam Grey.

Hi, Sam. I need you to come over

as soon as possible. It's Mum... Yes.
She's in a state, really upset.

I can't calm her down, she's
hysterical. OK, OK. Don't panic.
I'll be straight over. OK, thanks.

OK. Bye.

I think I've got it. Look.

In 1998 there's a judge order.

Psychological evaluation.

Show me.

Oh, that's perfect.

Dominic, you can't do that.

SHE CHECKS ANSWERPHONE

'Hi, Trudi, it's Richard.

'Um, listen, I just wanted to say
I had fun today, and...

'let's do it again soon. Bye.'

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Where is she?
She's, um, gone to bed.

But I thought you said...

Yeah, she calmed down, she, er...
took a sleeping pill.

So, what happened?

It was my fault, I upset her.
Asking her stuff...

How are you?

I would've come and told you today,
but, um... Yeah, I'm sorry
about that.

We were reorganising
our patient lists. Why?

It's to do with demographics,
and female patients.

Why us? Why me, right now?
It wasn't my decision, Sam.

I wasn't consulted, but it was an
oversight on my part, considering

your recent circumstances.

Now, if you'd like me to,

I can transfer you back onto
my list tomorrow. OK.

It's not a problem.

And I'm sorry if this has caused you
any more... It's fine.

Will you be going
back to college soon?

I can write you a note
if you need more time,

but my advice would be to get
back to normal as soon as possible.

I wanted to stay at home, to...
look after him...

but Dad said no.
He wanted me to carry on.

I'm sure he was very proud of you.

Or was it just because
he didn't want me to get
in the way of his love affair?

He must have really loved her.

He loved you too.

Did he?

You know, you shouldn't do that.

But it's...it's too late.

I can't ask my dad about it...

I can't tell my mum.

I'm going to find her.

Has anyone here ever kissed a girl?

I was thinking dinner.
On our own?

Isn't it weird? He appears in your
life the day you get your cheque.

That's the only reason
he would ask me out?

'People see us together all the
time.' Take me somewhere. Hi, Hari.

Is Siobhan around?
She's around somewhere.

Is everything OK at work? Yeah, fine.

Please, will you stop? You have got

bloody nerve. trying to help you.
I'm trying to be your friend.

Oh.

Oh. I'm so sorry. My fault.

I won't tell.

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