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That's you topped up.

How do you feel, Dad?

On cloud nine.

Good.

That's the sweet spot we're after.

Ruby...

Are you nauseas again?

I can increase the cyclizine if you...

It's not that.

I've been thinking...

I have some wishes for when my time comes.

We don't need to talk about that now.

I think we should.

Perhaps we should wait till Barsha gets here.

I'm sure she'd want to be involved.

Of course, but can't we just...

Ma'am, there is someone here to see you.

I'll be right back.

And I will get you some water, your lips look a bit dry.

Sorry to come unannounced.

I went to the plantation but they told me to come here...

Are you actually serious?

I came to see you.

Right.

- A personal day? - That's what she said.

What can it be? Freedom.

Sorry.

Are we still OK to take Karishma home today?

Yes! We are a well-oiled fighting machine.

So, while you are away, I will look after your surgical clinic

and Doctor Sharma can look after admissions. Yes!

Sorry.

Thank you.

Doctor Sharma.

Admissions is a big responsibility,

but please be aware you are not alone.

Please seek help whenever you need it.

Thank you, Doctor Nair, but I won't need it.

Of course you don't, but in case you do.

I'm pretty good.

Confidence and arrogance are

two entirely separate things, right?

- You don't trust me. - This is not about trust.

Yes, Doctor Sahib!

Thank you.

Well, well... Mrs Fonseca.

Hello, Jules.

- I acquired the set at auction. - Superb, aren't they?

Certainly your style.

- It's good to see you. - Can I get you a drink?

I'm not here to socialise, Jules, as well you know.

You've been messing me around on this divorce for years.

God only knows why.

Something to do.

It never seemed to bother you before.

What's changed? I don't know.

Perhaps I'm feeling cranky in my old age.

Now, stop mucking around and let's settle this.

All I want is your autograph. Look, I've even brought a pen.

Of course I'll sign, if that's what you want.

Good.

I have my own pen.

What are you doing?

I would have thought that was self-evident.

Jules, it's the same document it was 20 years ago.

Then this won't take long, will it?

Is there somewhere I can freshen up? It's been a long drive.

Down the hall, first right.

It really is good to see you, Liddy.

You're still here?

I barely touched you.

Why did you come, Gabriel?

I heard about your father

and I wanted to come see you, that's all.

Well, mission accomplished.

- You know where the door is. - What's the diagnosis?

Gastric cancer.

Stage four.

Goodbye, Gabriel.

You look tired.

How have you been?

Don't you get it?

Look, you don't get to ask about me anymore.

There's nothing for you here, so I suggest you leave.

Unless you want that pretty face of yours kicking in.

Ruby, why... Don't you dare "Ruby" me.

Idiot!

You haven't bloody signed it! Come back!

I'm afraid this cannot wait.

Why? Some millionaire hurt their pinky finger?

You're welcome to come along? No.

No?

In that case, you won't mind if I take the Alpine, will you?

Oh, no, you don't!

Get out of my car!

She is technically mine.

I won her fair and square. Do you remember?!

And now, I'm officially stealing her.

She won't get a scratch, I promise...

My car's in the garage. Please...

Shove over. Give me my hat and glasses.

Don't bend it.

I remember a time

when this sort of manoeuvre was a bit easier.

There. You're lucky it was just your wrist.

I can go now?

Er, not yet. This is just temporary,

We need to get a proper splint on you.

Oh. Thank you, ma'am.

- I'm not a ma'am, I'm just Niki. - Sorry, ma'am.

You seem sleepy.

- Late night, was it? - No, ma'am.

Can we order a haematology and biochem blood test for him?

Yes, Doctor.

Shaan, it says here you're 18. Are you sure about that?

What year were you born?

Twenty, erm, no... Two thousand and... four?

I'm 14, ma'am.

OK. I'm going to need a number to contact your parents.

My mother is dead. Three years past.

I'm sorry to hear that. Your father, then?

I don't remember his number.

OK, well, give me your phone?

You're not making my day go by any easier, are you, Shaan?

- Namaste. - Namaste.

Shukriya.

Namaste. Namaste.

- Thank you for coming, Jules-ji! - I'm very sorry to trouble you again.

Diya, get the doctor his masala tea.

- Mehin, this is my wife, Lydia. - She'll be assisting.

She's a doctor herself and runs an entire hospital.

Diya, get Mrs Jules some chai.

Unfortunately, Mrs Jules doesn't have the stomach for masala chai.

It's been quite the problem between us.

Mr Jules is mistaken.

I do, in fact, very much enjoy masala tea

but perhaps we should help you first.

Thank you. Thank you.

- How are you feeling, Mehin? - Oh...

Oh, I feel very good, Mrs Jules.

- Do you want to...? - It's been a while.

All right.

There's a good pulse.

OK. On three.

One...

All done.

- Thank you, Mr and Mrs Jules! - Thank you!

Lydia, please. Shall we have that tea now?

Are you OK? Fine.

You seem a bit...

flushed.

Is it to do with that person who came to see you?

It's no-one important.

Yeah come in. Just, er, leave it on the table.

Namaste, Mr Nambeeson.

Namaste...

Gabriel.

It's good of you to come.

What happened to your lip?

- Oh, nothing I didn't deserve. - How are you feeling?

Oh, not so bad.

Well, actually, all bad, in fact.

But Ruby is doing a fine job looking after me.

Can I talk to you outside now?

What the hell do you think you're doing?

I want to help you. I don't need your help.

Obviously.

But, look, I mean no disrespect, you look like you've been on call

for three weeks straight.

Please, just take a break. I don't need a break!

I forgot how stubborn you are. Me?!

Look, he doesn't have much time left now, does he?

Then, neither do you.

Let me take over the medical care, whatever it takes.

So he gets more time with you beside him, holding his hand.

And what happens when it gets too difficult...

or complicated...

or real?

- Then what? - I'll stay as long as you need...

- Ah! - As long as... HE... needs.

You still need a best man?

Oh, he's made it!

- Paul, you old codger! - Hey, enough of the "old", thank you.

I've recently taken up yoga. Really?

Course bloody not!

Come here. Come here! Oh, good to see ya, mate!

If I let you drive,

will you promise to be completely silent?

So you're saying that this wedding can't happen

if Lydia doesn't get this thingymabob signed

by some El Capitan fella.

- Basically, yeah. - Right...

Don't worry, it'll happen. This is Lydia we're talking about.

Just like old times. Hardly.

Admit it. We were a great team.

You lining them up, me knocking them down.

I think it was more the other way round, actually.

See, I prefer to live in the real world.

The one where divorces need finalising.

Why? So you can rush into a second marriage?

Can there be any other explanation?

Other than desperately not wanting to be married to you?

Touche.

So, who is he? He's none of your business.

Fair enough. Is he British?

Stop it. I will not let you pick holes in him.

So, there are bigger holes than the British one?

Intriguing.

No stag?! I've just travelled five thousand miles.

I'm a bit long in the tooth for all that now, don't you think?

What I think is that you, my friend,

haven't quite grasped the nature of what a wedding is.

Have you booked a venue, at least? Well, the hospital.

You're getting married in a hospital?

It's free. It's convenient.

What are you planning on wearing? Well, you know...

No! She knows what she's marrying.

Right, listen here.

Aside from a few hiccups, you're talking to a man

who successfully navigated 40 years of marriage,

and let me tell you, it is a day-by-day onslaught,

starting from day one.

Come on. Where?

We're going shopping.

Shaan, you said you broke your wrist by tripping up.

Yes, ma'am.

How did you lose your balance? The truth.

I... You were drunk, weren't you?

According to your blood test results,

you still have a considerable amount of alcohol left in your system.

You're 14. Did you think you could hide that from me?

Drinking is highly illegal.

How did you even manage to get your hands on it?

- A friend. - It was my first time only.

Sorry, ma'am.

Well, you remember this feeling, huh?

And don't do it again.

Nurse? Aside from a hangover, he's fine.

Let's get him sobered up and discharged.

Thank you.

All set?

Hey, kiddo... You OK?

My legs hurt. I don't want to go.

Walking without crutches

tires you out at first, but you've got to keep at it, OK?

Everything will be fine. I promise.

Ooh, what are these?

They're beautiful.

They're Rakhis for Raksha Bhandan.

We give them to our brothers to show them care and protection.

What about me?

Surely I'm big brother material, right?

- I do have one for you. - Oh!

But we should wait until the ceremony, yes?

Oh.

It gives you time to get her a gift in return.

And it better be good.

- It's OK, Doctor Samir. - You saved my life, nothing's bigger.

Oh!

Ooh.

- Sister Mari's the real hero... - No.

..and I think she might be feeling a bit left out.

Oh, no. Not a hugger.

Come on.

OK.

OK, I'll give it a go.

- Come here. - Oh, gosh.

Very nice, thanks.

Better.

OK...

- Better? - Much, shukriya.

The lion sleeps.

You care for her?

She's a friend.

A good friend.

Well, good friend...

make sure you are.

Because in the end, it's deeds not words that matter.

I've wasted years not learning that.

- How long have you been in this room? - Oh, too long.

But she likes to keep me comfortable, I suppose.

If you'll permit me, I have an idea.

Permission to speak, Mrs Fonseca?

Yes, Julien.

I have a question.

Something I've been thinking about since you arrived.

Why are you here? You know why.

Yes, but you could've gone through lawyers.

- Utilised a courier company. - Email, even.

Why turn up in person?

I did all of those things to no avail,

so don't flatter yourself.

You always do this, you try to make something out of nothing.

- You know me too well, perhaps. - Except you forget one thing, Liddy.

- Please stop with that. - I know you, too.

Maybe even better than you know yourself.

- And you didn't need to come. - You wanted to.

Go on, then, let's have it.

According to the great Julien Fonseca, why did I come?

What's your diagnosis? Because if you believe I'm...

I'm hoping to rekindle something long dead with you,

then you're a fantasist.

Do you seriously believe that I would be stupid enough

to make the same mistake twice?

- Is that what we were? - A mistake?

You cheated, you tell me.

Things are always so black and white with you.

Why couldn't we have talked about it?

- Because you walked out! - You checked out long before I did.

Did it feel like a marriage, Lydia?

Can you honestly say that it did?

I will not let you lay this at my door.

- That's not what I'm saying. - You don't understand.

Oh, I understand perfectly, because I am not

that naive young woman anymore who...

For God's sake, woman!

I'm sorry!

The failure of our marriage was...

..is...

the single biggest regret of my life.

Its failing is mine, all mine.

I only wish I could have told you that.

It went in and out.

- Ha-ha, you see that? - Yes, I did.

Oh, how's it even possible?

You're sick, I should be having the advantage.

Once a champion, always a champion!

What's this?

Your friend here thought he could beat me at Carrom.

How long have you been outside?

- It's way too hot. - Ruby, I'm fine.

Your temperature could go up.

Please, come sit by me. I will, OK?

Let's get you back inside. Inside, please?

- Ruby, I can do this. - You sit with him...

- What were you thinking? - Just stop.

Don't tell me to stop, right? My dad's dying!

Yes, he is, but he isn't dead yet.

You're lucky you have this time with him.

Just don't let it pass.

Stop being a doctor and be a daughter.

That's the Ruby he needs.

Now, mate... Just through here.

- Excuse me... - Are you sure this is a good place?

Mobeen's? No finer clothing shop in all of Barco.

Plus, I've been referring people here for years,

so we'll get a good discount.

Oi, oi.

There you go!

I was thinking more M&S.

Ah, Greg-ji!

Welcome! Welcome! Thank you, thank you!

And is this the lucky groom?

Er, no, Mobeen. Actually, today, it is me.

Ah, really? Come, come, come!

Yes! Yes. I'm taking the plunge, mate.

I'm coming out!

Thank Christ.

- I am loving this. - No.

Got him.

We'll take it!

Yes! Thank you so much, Mobeen. Thank you for all of your help.

I'm Venkat Murthy, I'm looking for my son.

Oh, Mr Murthy?

I'm Doctor Sharma, I've been looking after Shaan.

Doctor, I am very sorry for my tardiness

and all the trouble my son has caused.

He was brought up better than this...

- Accidents do happen. - Is he ready to go home?

Er... Physically, yes, but there is something

I wanted to talk to you about.

Shaan has consumed alcohol recently.

I don't wish to get him in trouble. I mean, we've all been there, right?

Anyway, I thought that maybe you should know and Shaan should...

If my son has been taking alcohol, that is my shame.

I will see to it he is properly punished.

- It won't happen again. - Sorry for the inconvenience.

Shaan, challo! Let's go.

Mr Murthy, please, that is not what I meant.

- Have you no shame? - No respect for me?

Wait in the car.

I'll drop you home and then go to work...

Is it OK if we take this car?

Hey! Hey! My seat!

- Shaan?! - My son! Help him. Please!

What did I miss?

My God. Just hold him on his side, otherwise he'll choke.

- What's happening? - Sir, please.

What was he in for?

Erm... broken wrist, mild anaemia, alcohol in bloodstream.

- How long has he been drinking? - Weeks, months?

First time. He's only 14.

Sir, is your son a habitual drinker?

Please, answer me now.

- Yes. - All right.

Take him first to X-ray and then on to the theatre!

Check for perf DU.

OK, so, I'm going on a picnic and I'm taking...

paper clip, two tigers, toothpaste...

..some chocolate barfi, a sitar...

..and, oh...

..and a hot air balloon!

- The Ducati! - Oh!

How could you forget my Ducati Diavel 1260?

You really are terrible at this game!

Do you think Chandan bhai will have forgotten me?

Not a chance. He's your brother,

and when someone's in your heart, you never forget them.

Not ever.

OK?

The X-ray shows there is a duodenal ulcer

but it's not perforated.

- Do you suspect a bleed? - Yes.

I'd like to assist.

- It's just an endoscopy. - I have all the help I need.

Please, Doctor Nair? I want to make it right.

Uh, all right.

Then, follow me in there and do exactly as I say.

Scrub up.

Can't see much with all this bleeding,

- but that means we are near. - Suction.

All right, that blood vessel near the ulcer has ruptured.

Can you see that?

All right. That means we can take it off from here.

Would you like to clip it?

Really? I mean, yes, please, Doctor.

Come.

OK.

Slowly.

Put that endoclip down the scope.

Open the clip and place it around the vessel.

Don't worry, the first thousand times are the hardest.

Try again.

There.

Not bad.

No.

Bhagvaan ka shukar hai.

Thank you, Doctor, thank you very much.

- He's not here. - Who's that cheeky chap?

Chandan!

Ready?

Thank you.

Will you join me?

It started when his mother passed away.

He's been drinking since he was 11?

- I tried to make him stop. - I punished him, I threatened him,

I even locked him in his room, but he escaped.

Jumped from the window!

I understand that this is a very difficult situation,

but Mr Murthy, Shaan is extremely sick.

He got lucky this time,

but things could have been very serious.

You must get him into an AA programme immediately.

Because if he does not stop drinking, he will die. Dad!

I'm sorry.

I'm the one who should be sorry.

I haven't been a good father to you.

Well, that was more fun than I thought it was gonna be!

I aim to please.

Shall we head off? Yeah, mate. This way.

Look at this, Paul.

This is life. Breathe it in!

Ah, India! To think I nearly lost her.

Can we go for a pint now?

Yeah, in a minute, I promise. Just one more thing to get.

It's good that you've kept up your mum's gardening tradition.

Thank you.

She would've been pleased.

Hmm. "Pleased" is an overstatement.

She was a hard woman to satisfy, like someone else I know.

No wonder you both got on so well.

Oh, high standards. I can appreciate that.

I only half meant what I said before.

I'm glad we were together Jules, I am.

I mean, you gave me India.

Outdone by my country.

There are worse things.

Do you ever wonder how it would've been

if we'd stayed together? Jules...

It's a hypothetical.

Well...

Then, hypothetically...

I think we probably would have murdered each other by now.

Here.

For your hands.

Thank you.

You make quite the maid.

Liddy, I want you to know...

..I believed in the vows that we took. I still do.

To me, our marriage was more than just a piece of paper.

Lydia, what did I say? Thank you for dinner.

- I have to go. - Lydia...

No, don't. Please.

I'm sure he's a nice enough guy and I don't doubt that you love him.

But I also know that marriage, that compromise,

doesn't sit well with your spirit.

It's not who you are or what you want or even need.

That may have been true once, but not anymore.

Well, then, hear this.

Being in a marriage with you, Liddy, it's a very lonely place.

I would never hurt him,

and he certainly would never hurt me.

- No, what you'll do is much worse. - That tiny part of you,

deep in there, the bit that you never, ever open,

it will destroy you both.

That's not how you eat a mango. It's not?

Still tastes good.

My way, I promise you it will taste even better.

I'll miss mango season when I'm gone.

And whisky, too, of course.

But most of all, I will miss the plantation.

The tea plants, the smell...

It's where you want your ashes spread, right?

I'll make sure it happens.

Thank you, Ruby.

You are so strong.

Will you take a word of advice from a dying man?

You know, I've come to understand that regret is the hardest emotion.

Feeling a sense of loss for something or someone,

it's like a self-inflicted disease with no cure.

You don't have to think like that.

I mean, look at everything you've achieved.

How can I not when you are sitting right next to me?

- You're my life's regret, Ruby. - If I could go back...

I'm here now.

I should have been there when you were a child.

When you needed me. I still need you.

It's getting chilly out here. Let's get you back inside?

I'll get Gabriel.

- He's a good boy. - I bet he knows how to eat a mango.

I'm pretty sure he and the rest of the mango-eating population

eat them exactly the same way I do.

Hai Rabba.

Then I'll have to school you both, like my father taught me.

OK.

Shaan?

- Have you seen Shaan Murthy? - He's gone.

Well... he can't have got far on foot.

- He has my wallet, money... - It's not the first time.

Well, we should still try looking for him!

When the money runs out, he'll come back home.

He always does.

Thank you.

Did you ever do this for your brother?

I don't have one.

I do have a younger sister who can never do anything wrong.

At least in my mother's eyes.

And what does your mother say about you?

- That I'm a disappointment. - No way.

- Come on. A childless divorcee? - What else does that say?

Don't do that.

Don't define yourself by the things you're not.

You're so much more.

Hold out your wrist.

Yes, ma'am.

This isn't a ceremony, it's extortion.

I know women.

Thank you.

You should tie a rakhi on Doctor Samir!

But we're not brother and sister.

That doesn't mean we won't look out for each other.

Plus, I really can't afford another sister.

Have I been replaced already?

How do you do it?

I do it one day at a time, one patient at a time.

You win some, you lose some.

Well, I hate losing.

And I hate standing.

Thank you.

Niki?

Good Karma Hospital doctors are not judged

by the number of their successes or failures.

They're judged by the way they care about their patients.

See you tomorrow, Doctor Sahib.

I've the mangoes! Blood sugar levels...

No.

He can't be.

It just happened.

But I just went to get...

He's gone, Ruby.

I was coming back...

I just went to get...

He was doing so well!

- You saw, didn't you? - Yes.

But you know a patient's spirits can lift before they pass on.

He wasn't a patient. He wasn't a pa...!

I'm sorry.

Don't you ever get tired of saying that?!

"I'm sorry, Ruby, I'm leaving you."

"I'm sorry, Ruby, your dad's dead! I'm sorry, Ruby, you're..."

"all alone!"

You're not alone, huh?

Can you just leave, please. Just leave, please, now!

No. Just go! Please, go.

No. You can hit me a thousand times if you want to,

but I'm staying right here, OK?

Now come here.

- What are you doing?! - It's called a hug.

Be good.

Take care now, kiddo.

Samir...

..come on.

- So, tell me about this "Dacaty"? - Oh, you mean the Ducati.

A motorbike is a motorbike, yeah?

- Not all bikes are created equal. - Just like women.

Oh, really?

I think you mean not all men are equal to women, ah?

I'm above average, though, right?

- It's OK, you don't need to say it. - I know.

- Come on. - Thank you.

Again.

Last one.

Is this what I've got to look forward to

when we're married?

Would you have it any other way? Not a chance.

I take it you sufficiently caught up with Paul?

A couple more stories to go, maybe, certainly several more pints.

- Oh, er, how... - How was your day, then?

Everything work out OK?

Yeah! Perfectly. It's all done.

- I'm going to take a shower. - Wait.

Put your hand in my pocket.

Aren't you a bit tired for that?

Go on.

Together forever, babe.

Well, that's the general idea.

But not if you call me "babe" again.