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Idiot!

You took your time.

No, I didn't! She seems fine, but I don't know.

Does she seem pale to you?

No, she seems very stupid. Oh, Martin!

What were you doing? And good morning to you.

Shifting furniture! We brought in the sofa.

I went back for a chair and felt a bit faint. That's all.

Really? I wonder why. Could it be cos you're seven months pregnant?

Have you passed out before? I didn't pass out.

Were you breathless? When? Before you fainted.

I didn't faint. She needed to sit down, a bit dizzy she said.

It sounds less like an emergency. I asked her not to bother you.

It really is no bother. Actually, it's extremely inconvenient!

Especially since your blood pressure is normal.

unlike your attitude to pregnancy! Sorry?

So you'll have to accept you can't behave like a normal person.

You're going to have a baby.

Which makes me abnormal? Yes.

Oh! Get! Go on.

Get away from me!

Is that smell coming from your dog? No, it is not.

The toilet's blocked. Plus something strange behind the fridge.

And in the fridge. If you want my advice,

you should take this as a wake-up call. OK, Martin.

Your body is telling you to lie down, rest, stop working -

I don't want to stop teaching. How many days a week do you work?

Five. Make it three. I can't. I'm acting head teacher.

As a matter of fact I've just applied to be the permanent head teacher.

Are you every bit as mad as the last one?

What's that supposed to mean? As I keep saying, Louisa,

you are about to have a baby.

Yes, in the summer holidays before the new term begins.

And you'll have that baby right through to the end of the academic year.

You'll care for that child for the next 18 years of your life,

longer if it's handicapped. How on earth you can cope with

a full time job and be a full time mother?

I'll get some help. Not from me. Martin!

What? I'm only repeating what she's made

apparently clear from the outset. She doesn't want me involved.

I don't. I'm perfectly capable of doing what loads of women do every day.

I can work, and be a mum!

God! Look what your dog's doing!

The place is a minefield of bacteria.

You could have a miscarriage.

I think you'd better leave now before you say

something you really - Just go, Martin.

Oh! Damn! Hello, Doctor.

I was bringing some papers for Miss Glasson to sign.

I didn't realise she was ill. She's not. She's resting.

Actually, I was hoping to see you.

Make an appointment.

Oh, what!

Here, boy, grab my kidneys.

I've just been to the butcher's.

Can you lend me a couple of hundred pounds?

I need a good reason to find money like that, boy.

Have you got that kind of money? When you say

got do you mean have in my possession right now?

Yes. Then no, no, cos I've been to the butcher's.

But I thought the meat was delivered this morning.

A man gets hungry round about teatime. I can save you a chop.

He was called to an emergency.

You said nine o'clock.

That's a thing about emergencies. You don't know about them in advance.

If you did, they'd be called appointments.

Next appointment. Is that the doctor?

Obviously. There's nothing obvious about it.

We've never met the man before. We didn't meet the last doctor either.

We haven't seen anyone medical - well, not for ages.

Pauline! You can go in now.

Mr Mackenzie, I wasn't expecting to see you today.

Take a seat.

Not you obviously. You'd like to take a seat, Mrs?

McLynn. I prefer to stand.

Right. Is this Mr McLynn? Of course it is.

Which one of your is the patient? Neither of us is ill

if that's what you're implying. My husband wants you to be his GP.

I on the other hand do not.

Right. You want to register at the practice. Yes, well, I have...

We need a blue badge for our car.

Yes. I'm disabled, you see.

Yes. The wheelchair was a clue.

I'm paralysed from the waist down.

So, we need a badge to park the car near the shops.

If you'd agree to be our GP, we could apply to the country council.

I'm aware of the procedure. Tell me about your legs.

They don't work. What more do you want?

When did they stop working? Oh. Just a few weeks ago.

Really? What happened? I fell over.

He fell downstairs, cracked two vertebra.

The hospital doctor says he'll never walk again. It's very sad.

Do you have any sensation whatsoever in either of your legs?

What are you going to do with that thing?

I just like you shut your eyes for me, please.

No, no, no I've got a very bad aversion to needles!

It's not a needle. It's a neurological pin.

It's sharp. It's shiny. It's quite close enough.

I just want you to tell me if I'm using this end

or the blunt part

when I press it against you.

Agh! Agh!

What have you done? I haven't do anything. He moved his hand.

Agh! Don't make a fuss.

Everything OK with you? He stuck a needle in my hand!

It's a neurological pin. I need

to be sure you're telling the truth about your legs.

Give me my pin back. Don't you touch me! We're leaving.

Oh, dear. Ow!

Pauline. Aaaagh!

If you are really paralysed, I don't see why you object to a simple test.

I have to be certain of the facts before I put my name on a form.

I don't want your name on any form of ours, you sadist!

Yes, look what he's done. He stuck a needle in my hand.

It was an accident. Come on! Can I have a quick word, Dr Ellingham?

Yes, Mr MacKenzie. Come through.

You know about the school governors' meeting on Thursday?

Is it in my diary? I gave Pauline all the details.

Then it probably isn't in my diary.

I know you normally make a feeble excuse why you can't be there.

I've better things to do with my evening. We need a quorum.

Five governors minimum. This is an interview panel for the new head teacher,

so I'd like it very much indeed if you could possibly turn up.

Would you? Did Louisa Glasson apply for that job?

Oh, yeah. Along with two others.

Miss Glasson's previous experience will count in her favour,

but if she's gonna be successful

she'll need a panel that's right behind her.

You think I'd be right behind her? I assume'd she'd get your vote.

It's a stupid assumption. My vote will go to someone who isn't pregnant.

You really can't say things like that. I just did.

It's illegal.

What? To tell you my voting intention?

To deny someone a job cos they're expecting.

Miss Glasson could sue the board of governors.

I'll take that risk. And I'll be at that meeting at Thursday. No, you won't!

It's nearly a week since Graham Hargreaves lost his mother.

I'll ask him instead.

I think I'm gonna be sick.

Is that morning sickness? Can you smell it?

Oh, yeah. Of course I can.

That's why I don't do plumbing anymore.

He said he'd fix it for 350, but I thought that's a bit steep.

Not if he's gonna do the

other stuff. I mean, you said, the boiler's broken.

Mm. And the washing machine. Bath taps are dripping.

The gutter's full of leaves and dead birds, but even so 350 pounds!

I tell you what. Do you know someone who'll do it cheaper?

Yeah. Me.

What about the restaurant? For 200 cash I'll do it by Friday.

Deal.

What's the matter with you?

It's my hay fever. Been awful this year.

Much worse than usual? Yes.

I've tried everything Mrs Tishell has. All the antihistamines.

Is there anything stronger?

Nasal steroid sprays, but I'd have

to examine you before prescribing you one of those.

Examine me? Why? In case it's not hay fever.

I notice you have a rash on your neck. Is it anywhere else? No.

It's just prickly heat. It's nothing. I'll be the judge of that.

There's really no need. Thank you. Goodness me, just look at the time.

I have to be getting back to school. I'm sorry if I -

Oh. Goodbye.

Next patient!

Hello! Mrs Rudd.

I was going to pop in this afternoon to get that cheque you owe me. Is that convinient?

Not really. I'll put it in the post for you tomorrow. No. Wait a minute.

Oh, God!

Tango Delta receiving, 595. Stay where you are.

I've got an RTC, Trevarthen Road, Portwenn.

Looks like persons injured.

Don't think anyone's fatal as yet,

but I'll come back to you on that.

Contact the local medic. tell him he's needed ASAP. Over.

"Why not ring him yourself. Over. '

Yes. That's all received. Out.

Don't move.

Portwenn Surgery.

Yes, PC Penhale, I am receiving.

PC Penhale. Ssh.

Yeah.

When you say victims, how many

people we are talking about? What kind of injuries?

When you say unconfirmed is that cos you don't know yet?

Mrs Norton? Your aunt's been in a car crash.

We may need a formal witness statement, so don't leave the country, OK?

How are you, darling? If I could just interrupt your conversation

with your dog for one moment I'm a little confused.

There is a witness says Mrs McLynn drove into your truck

while you were stationary.

I've just been speaking to Mrs McLynn.

You can't compare notes with a possible suspect

until I establish the facts.

She agrees I backed into her.

You backed into her? What's odd about that?

I was trying to turn round. It's entirely my fault. I'll pay for the damage.

So you don't want to press charges against Mrs McLynn?

Why? I've done nothing wrong. Even so under the Road Traffic Act 1988

you have to exchange details. Name, address.

I know who she is! And I know where she lives.

I suppose if you're happy, we can put this on a back burner.

But I have to warn you -

Are you sure you're not hurt.

No. I'm fine.

Then I'll cancel my request for medical backup.

Whoops! Too late.

I was just trying to call you, seems that Mrs Norton...

What happend?

Just a tiny bump. That's all.

Pauline said you were injured. Well, I'm not.

You're sure? How is your osteoporosis?

My bones may be brittle, but I am intact.

But I'm little worried about Buddy. I think it have cracked a rib.

Are you suggesting I should examine your dog?

Could you just run a hand over his midriff?

I could if I was a vet, but I'm not.

A complete waste of my time.

Paul, what's wrong?

We're supposed to be going out tonight. Tonight?

You haven't forgotten? 'No, no, no. '

It's just that I'm just stuck here on the moor.

On Bodmin. I've just broken down.

Oh. So we're not going out.

That depends if anyone stops to help me, doesn't it?

Cup of tea?

Who's that?

Just some old biddy asking if I wanted some tea.

There's an old woman on Bodmin offering you a cup of tea?

She's got a thermos. Has she got a car? Can she give you a lift?

No. she's a walker. She's a rambler. She's got a big rucksack.

'And a stick. I'll ring you when I'm on my way. Bye. '

Well...

Maureen Jennifer McLynn.

No previous convictions. She is not wanted by the police.

Date of birth makes her 68 on the 3rd of next month.

So still two years before she needs to apply DVA for a new driving licence.

But don't worry, doc, I won't let this go.

You realise it's a road traffic accident, not a murder?

Well, yes. But...

Oh, doc.

Oh, I didn't know you were coming. You should have warned me.

I could have got myself ready, made myself presentable.

Just come to collect my suppositories. Of course.

I think they've just arrived. I think.

I'm sorry about the mess.

It was all clean and tidy till the McLynns came.

That Mr McLynn knocked over my Nappy Day display

On purpose? No, no. I don't think so.

How long has he been in a wheelchair?

Ever since he came to Portwenn. Six or seven years.

He used to have a nice little electric model.

He never would have broken anything with that.

A couple of months ago he told me it had broken down.

So he's now downgraded to a manual version.

Interesting.

Bye, doc.

Ah, doctor.

I hoped to bump into you. Make an appointment.

I'm not ill. I'm keen to confirm what I heard from Stu Mackenzie

about you and Miss Glasson.

What's he been saying

about me and Ms Glasson?

What you don't think

she should be head teacher. That's right. That's true.

But she's the best we've had.

Well, I'm sure she was. But she didn't have a baby then.

Why would it affect her performance?

Because very few women have the mental and physical capacity

to work full time and bring up a small child.

And Miss Glasson isn't one of those women.

This way.

Any word from Imperial?

What? About the job.

I'm seeing Robert in a couple of weeks.

Give him my love. When?

I thought you wanted me to read this and give you my thoughts. I do.

I can't think and arrange my diary at the same time.

Won't say another word.

Really?

Oh, no. Perhaps you're right.

I am.

What are you doing? You don't need any of this.

You put HGSE, and again at the end. It starts to feel repetitive.

Tell the reader what you're gonna tell them, then again.

The readers of the Journal Of Obstetrics aren't stupid.

They don't need to be warned then reminded at the end.

The whole page needs tightening.

You want me concise? Yes.

I can be concise.

I can be... pithy, taut, succinct, laconic, breviloquent.

When does it need to be finished?

I told the editor I'd email tonight. Better get a move on.

No, I have my laptop. We can keep polishing

till we're finished.

I've missed this.

It's bad enough you belittle me in front of my colleagues,

but now you tell all the governors not to vote for me. Not all.

I'm pregnant, Martin. I'm not ill. I'm not a second-class citizen.

Do you think I can't cope with a baby?

Your attitude towards me, towards women, is predictably pompous

and chauvinistic, which is why I thought we couldn't be together.

Good evening.

Got company.

Obviously. If you could save the squabbling till I'm out of earshot.

Wait. We'll speak in the morning.

No, now. Miss Glasson isn't staying. Yes, I am.

Of course you are. So I'll take this with me,

and try and imagine the fun I'm missing here.

Thank you for your suggestions, Ellingham.

Try not to get too excited, Louisa. It's not good for the baby.

Having ruined my evening, is there anything else you'd like to say?

How I decide to lead my life is up to me.

What I don't need from you, what I'll never need,

is any kind of help.

Why are you crying? I'm not crying.

Leave me alone.

They come round here all the time.

No. You'll have to wait because I can't...

Oh. It's you, Dr Ellingham.

You've been paralysed at least seven years. What?

You were unable to walk when you moved here seven years ago. So?

I don't like being lied to. How did it makes me look if I signed

a form for someone clearly trying to defraud the country council?

I'm not. I wouldn't.

You told me you'd recently lost the use of your legs.

I thought you had to apply for a blue badge straight away.

Like the statute of limitations. Noncence.

What's happend to your face? Nothing's happened. I'm fine.

Are you pathologically incapable of telling the truth?

Maybe he just can't trust someone who stabbed

him with a needle. It wasn't a needle.

I want to do our shopping.

Are you going to tell me why you lied? No. Come along, Molly.

Ow!

Ah!

Oh!

Oooh! Who's in her house?

Spend the night with Louisa, did you? You got her pregnant.

Oh, God! I'm late.

Should have got Al to wake you. He did. I fell asleep again.

Why's he up so early? He's gone to Padstow.

To look at that freezer.

Your mate who's letting us have it half price.

Do you have any idea what I'm talking about? None at all.

I keep hearing things.

What sort of things?

Sometimes it's like a high-pitched whistling.

Sometimes it's more like a bell.

And now it sounds like a telephone.

That's because it is a telephone. You can hear it, too?

Yes, I can. But I shouldn't be able to.

My stupid receptionist should have switched it through to her desk.

Al, it's me again.

Where are you? Can you give me a ring? Love you.

Pauline. What's so special about two weeks on Tuesday?

What? You put a line through it. Yes.

And N-A, what's that suppose to mean something?

It means I won't be here that day.

Reschedule the appointments and don't make anymore.

Where will you be?

Somewhere else. Doing what exactly? Mind your own business.

And when I'm with a patient you answer the surgery telephone.

And don't make personal calls. Tidy these magazines.

If I stuck a broom up my backside, I could sweep the floor. Yes, you could.

Atchoo! Sally, you look awful.

Are you OK? If you wanna go home...

I feel dreadful. My hay fever is worse than ever.

Have you seen Dr Ellingham? Well, I did try,

but he was... you know.

Yeah, he can be a bit... you know. But you might be infectious.

Don't you think you should stay away from the school?

Maybe I should go back to the doctor.

Yeah. I think you should.

Mr MacKenzie, hello.

Miss Glasson, can we have a word?

Yes. Yeah, please.

Oh. Sorry.

I hope this isn't a bad time.

Is it bad news?

Why don't we talk about that?

Firstly let me say you did an excellent interview,

and we were all most impressed.

The two other candidates were also good,

and it's been a very difficult decision to make.

I think I can guess what's coming. Really?

You don't look too happy,

so you're all here to tell me I didn't get the job.

Don't worry about Graham. His mother just died.

You're the new head, Louisa.

Really? That's fantastic news. Congratulations.

One in the eye for Dr Know It All.

Doc Martin said we shouldn't appoint you, but we have. Stuart!

I hope that's not the only reason I got the job.

Oh, no. Of course not. You were the best candidate.

Wasn't she? Huh?

Absolutely. But if it annoys the pompous bugger, so much the better.

He's off his food! Should I take him to the vet?

You haven't fixed your brakelights. Does it matter?

You can't drive round like that. Go to a garage.

If you're so concerned about my truck,

you buy the lights and fix them yourself.

I will if you want. Won't your insurance cover it?

What's this about you not wanting Louisa to be head teacher again?

Why are you being evasive?

I may have let my car insurance lapse.

Just a little.

You're either insured or you're not. I'm not.

I couldn't afford to renew the policy. So I didn't.

No insurance? Have you any idea of the trouble if they caught you?

Of course. That's why I lied to Penhale about the crash.

You lied to him?

It was best to go before he asked too many questions.

Mrs McLynn drove into me, but only my truck was damaged.

Would you rather I was arrested?

You wouldn't have been. Just a few points and a hefty fine.

I can't afford to pay a fine, hefty or otherwise

for the same reason I can't afford to renew my car insurance.

Are you telling me you don't have any money?

Not at the moment.

But in a little while, if I ask them nicely,

the bank might give me some more. Is he limping?

You mean you've already taken out a loan?

Quite a few actually.

Why didn't you come to me? I can't take another penny from you.

You've done enough.

I have to cope with this on my own.

Right. Well.

Mrs McLynn is at fault. Mrs McLynn must pay.

Thank you for the chicken.

Hello!

Ah. Hello.

What do you want?

What are you doing here?

Maureen!

Ah, good. Your wife's here, is she?

She must pay for the damage she did to my aunt's truck. Your aunt?

Joan Norton. She drove into us.

No, she didn't. Neville!

Did you call me?

Yes. Dr Ellingham's here. I think he wants some money.

You smashed the brakelights on my aunt's truck.

I think you should pay for new ones.

I didn't know what to say.

Has Mrs Norton told the police what really happened? No.

And she's not going to? I very much doubt it.

Then if you send the bill, I'll send a cheque. Fair enough?

Er... yes. And you can see yourself out please.

Thank you.

Oh. For Gods sake!

There's Pauline.

Think she heard about Al? No. Course not.

He's a proper lover boy! What was about Al?

Did you not know about him and Louisa? We saw them together.

Al's shirt was off. She must know.

Pauline, I was wondering if I could see the doctor this morning.

I really don't feel very well.

Could you check to see if he's got any time?

Yeah. I'll check and see if he has any time.

First patient.

Sally Chadwick.

Already here.

Come through.

I'm sorry I had to leave the other day.

Mm. I feel ten times worse now.

Take a seat. In what way worse exactly?

My nose won't stop running. I have a sore throat.

I feel shivery. 39.

That's not good. That's not hay fever. Lie on the couch

and loosen your blouse. What are you gonna do?

I gonna examine you, as I would done

the other day, if you'd stayed for more than 30 seconds.

I went to Spain for half term.

Ibiza actually.

It was lovely.

Very warm. Very balmy.

You have a tattoo.

I don't know what I was thinking.

It's a tiger.

We all want things we probably shouldn't, don't we? No.

Your skin is abraded. Have you tried to remove it?

I hate it. I can't believe I did it.

I read about salt crystals on the Internet.

I couldn't afford laser treatment.

So you rubbed your skin off regardless of the health dangers!

You risked hepatitis and HIV by piercing your skin with needles.

You then perform an unhygienic procedure which leads to infection.

Well done. Just the kind of self- inflicted injury we GPs thrive on.

Can you help me? I'm prescribing you antibiotics.

What about the tiger? What if someone sees it?

When you're better we'll complete the dermabrasion

under sterile conditions. Thank you.

Miss Glasson was worried I might be infectious.

You're not.

Permanent head teacher. She got it.

Oh, God!

Next patient.

They saw him there in Louisa's bedroom kissing.

They're winding you up. You know what those girls are like. Evil.

So never believe what they say. Normally I wouldn't,

but why would Al start making up stories about Bodmin, whatever,

if he wasn't doing something he shouldn't?

You listen to me! I'll see Louisa right away.

I'll ask her if anything's going on. She'll tell me the truth

because that girl respects me.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Don't be so bloody stupid! Me and Al kissing?!

That's the rumour going round the village.

I hope you put a stop to it.

I will when I'm sure there's no truth in it.

Of course not. Why would I be kissing your son?

He's a good-looking boy, quite a catch,

especially if you're looking for a husband. But I'm not.

You'll want someone to help with the baby.

No, Even if I was, Al would be the last person I'd turn to.

Well, second to last. Is it true?

What? You were kissing Al.

You've been made head teacher. Yes.

This is when you say, 'Congratulations. ' No, it isn't.

This is when I say, 'I think you're mad. '

Oh.

Congratulations.

Go away!

Oh. Watch out.

Dr Ellingham.

Yes, doctor, what do you want?

I've got that application for a blue badge from the county council.

I've filled in the GP's section.

Just get your husband to put his details there and there.

I'm sure we can sort it out. Thank you.

I don't really think you should be driving. Leave me alone.

Why not pull over here and stop? No!

I think we both know what's wrong with you.

You're blind! Stop!

Are you hurt. I think I'll live.

Right.

That form I gave you was an application for car insurance.

If you could see properly, you'd have seen car insurance on it.

You knocked me over. Cos she's blind.

What! That's all right. I tell her which way to turn,

when to accelerate and stop. I can see round the edges.

You have peripheral vision. I'm not completely blind.

That's all fine, then. No, I'm pretty sure it's illegal.

Of course it's illegal. Come to my surgery at 6pm tonight.

Who me? No, not you. You.

Me and you kissing? Your dad thought I was desperate for a bloke.

Oh. He didn't tell Pauline, did he? No.

She told him. Oh!

How much have I got there?

Er...?194.50.

Right.

Tell you what, you can give me the rest tomorrow.

Gosh. Thanks.

The thing is, I didn't tell Pauline I was working for you,

so she might think it's all a bit, you know, suspicious.

Want me to explain what you were up to? I'm sure she'll believe me.

No, no. I can sort this on my own.

Probably.

While I'm here can I book a table for Saturday night?

Yeah, sure. It's to celebrate getting my old job back.

I've asked all the staff.

So that's a table for how many?

I'll need to ask Miss Chadwick.

Great, no battery!

You can use our phone if you want.

Thanks. Is it just... Yeah.

It's just down on the left. Have I interrupted something? Eh?

You and Louisa. Now don't worry. I know there's been rumours.

You were kissing each other. No, that did not happen.

You were seen with Louisa in Louisa's house.

Yes, it possible someone did see me.

You do realise she's pregnant?

Yeah, cos her belly kind of gives it away.

Is it yours? Did you make her pregnant? What?

You're just being silly. How could you fancy someone so...

obese? Do you have a thing about fat girls?

Do you dream about fat girls?

No. I could never fancy a fat girl, and you can't be fatter than Louisa.

Louisa.

Now see what you've done. Louisa.

Seven years ago when my husband was driving

a girl fell off her motorbike up ahead.

We didn't see her till we came round the corner. Stop talking.

Look ahead. They wanted to cut my legs off.

The doctors kept on and on about infection and gangrene,

that I'd never walk again.

We don't like doctors.

Is that why you didn't come and see me about your eyes?

You'd do something unpleasant.

When did you start to lose your sight?

Four, five months ago.

I didn't feel safe waking around.

So I stopped using the electric wheelchair

and Maureen held onto my handles.

I couldn't help pushing him into the odd door. Hence his cuts.

But why did you lie to me about how long you'd been disabled?

We thought you'd be suspicious if we said

we'd managed without a blue badge for seven years.

But Maureen needs one cos she has to park on yellow lines

where there are no other cars.

Right. You're suffering from age- related macular degeneration.

We've caught it in time. I hope to restore most of your vision.

You won't do anything horrible?

Of course not. I'll treat you with VEGF inhibitors.

Those are pills?

Injections. Into her arm?

Into her eyeball.

You're going to - Insert needles

into her eyeballs and inject the inhibitors into the retina.

Problem?

The BJOG got my email last night.

The editor was on the phone this morning

saying he'd sent it to the RCOG.

They want me to be keynote speaker at their AGM.

Is that so surprising?

I'm just wondering why open a bottle of champagne

when neither of us drinks?

It's a fizzy elderflower cordial. Oh.

The venue for this bunfight is not far.

Some hotel in Exeter.

You might want to come with me, Ellingham.

Moral support.

Think about it.

Cheers.

I've got you something.

It's a little out of date,

but I think it should do the job. Open it up.

If ever you need reassurance you can cope

just give it a squeeze.

You did say you were fine now, yes?

Ellingham?

Ellingham. Ellingham!

Ah.

You passed out.

Ah. Obviously.

You have to fix this once and for all overwise you can forget about London.

I didn't tell you cos you'd have asked why I need the money.

Why did you need the money? For this.

God! It's a scooter! Yep.

50cc.

Pull back. Speed, five mark two.

It's French!

In case if you feel trapped with me and Dad you can always escape.

Let me take you somewhere right now. Where?

To apologise to Louisa. You said she was fat. You said she was fat. No.

I said she was obese.

Oh. Obese.

Woo-hoo!

Al wants to say sorry.

What? Al wants to apologise.

What? Al wants to apologise.

You're not fat. I'm enormous.

Yeah, but it's only because you're pregnant.

Al's not the father, is he? No.

This is the name of an excellent therapist.

You don't want it?

No.

Yes.

Ah! Hey!

Jim. Jim Selkirk.

I saw our Jim last night. You

dreamed about your late husband?

No. No, I saw him in the kitchen.

He's sitting over there.

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