Proof Doctors

Liquid methadone. We're taking you off the pills.

-The liquid makes me puke. You know that.

-Your GP agrees with me.

We'll try different concentrations, find something that works for you.

We tried that before - split dosages, the lot.

Nothing worked, that's why I have the pills.

The decision's made. I can't believe I've left a client for this.

-You're supposed to consult with me!

-We can make the decision.

-You'll have to deal with the consequences.

-Consequences?

Do you want the methadone or not?

What do you think I'm going to do?

You think I'm selling them?

You watch me take the tablets every time.

You never take a drink to wash them down.

Pills are circulating on the street. You're the only addict in the area who gets...

You think I'm coughing them back up and selling them?

Last chance.

I'm going to fight this.

All ready for a hard day's graft?

What's the matter?

-Out with it.

-Lauren's trying to get me sacked.

-Who?

-At work! Don't you listen to anything? She's given a file on me to Julia...

I know you two don't get on but it doesn't mean she's trying to...

I'm going to quit.

-This is a great chance to prove that you can be trusted. If you bottle it now...

-I'm not bottling it!

You said you'd make a go of this.

-I knew you and Mum wouldn't believe me.

-Don't do anything silly. We'll talk...

I just want you to do a little bit of fishing to find out if Jimmi told her.

You do it.

I can't. It's like admitting I was wrong.

So you told Jimmi to stick with Eva.

Big deal. You're being neurotic.

It's pathetic. Just front it out and make a joke of it.

Hey, you two! Congratulations.

Please?

Good news.

Listen, sorry, I had to tell Cherry.

-Tell her what?

-About your advice. She's not happy.

-Why'd you tell her?

-You know what they're like.

-She got it out of me. Don't worry. Just stay away from her.

-What?

I think I managed to convince her that you're a rotten judge of character.

What's that supposed to mean?

Tell him that's rubbish.

Is that what you think of me?

Jimmi!

You know I love you, Daniel...

-Ah, the velvet glove. And now...

-..but you are a mug sometimes.

-..the iron fist.

-Don't worry about it.

Your advice is probably why he chose to stick with Cherry.

Either that or his blood sugar's low.

ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

I want to speak to Dr Granger. I want a home visit.

Now! I want to speak to him now.

What's his name?

Tell Billy, if he's got a problem, he can book an appointment and come in. OK?

-See you in a couple of weeks.

-If you go to reception, they'll book you an appointment. Take those tablets.

-Take care.

-Cheers.

That's your second bottle this morning.

I'm rehydrating.

Feeling rough?

Something like that.

-I was out with mates last night.

-You going to be all right?

Hmmm. Last day of work before I go to Cuba.

-I think I'll manage.

-Sounds great.

-Two weeks of great fun.

Tommy? This way, please.

A couple of hours and I'm out of here!

She couldn't wait to rub our noses in it, could she?

Have you finished?

-Hi.

-Hi. I'd better...

You are scared of Princess Bubblegum.

-I'm not.

-I saw that, you couldn't squirm away fast...

-Oh, and thanks for your support, by the way.

-Support?

-Jimmi. Saying I was a rotten judge of character.

-Ah.

-That really got to you, didn't it?

-No.

Prove you're not scared. Go and talk to her.

Don't change the subject. This is about you not supporting me.

I decide the subject.

Cherry, Daniel wants a word.

PHONE RINGS

Mill Health Centre. This is Dr Granger.

He's done what?

Look, I'm not going to come running.

OK. All right. I'm on my way.

Got to go.

SHE CLUCKS MOCKINGLY

-Not those ones. There's a box of new ones behind the desk.

-You never said that...

I didn't leave my purse out here, did I? I can't find it.

I haven't seen it.

It's not here.

If I don't find it... I'm going on holiday tomorrow.

Oh, dear. You'll have to cancel everything.

-You don't think a patient would have taken it?

-I doubt it.

-Who else?

-Let's have another look.

Start in the staffroom. I'll come with you.

You. Stay here.

Thanks for coming. He's lost it.

-This is clever, isn't it?

-I've got no choice.

-Why are you wasting everyone's time?

-Tell him what I'm like on the liquid.

You know why we try to avoid giving out those pills. They're open to abuse.

I haven't sold them. I've been on them for months, no problems, right?

Tony works more closely with your case than I do.

He thinks you should go with the liquid again and I agree.

-You've seen me puke them up.

-PHONE BEEPS

We'll tinker with the concentration but that's it.

-Understand?

-I'm not unlocking myself till I get my pills.

What are you doing?

Sorry, Doc.

Right. It's definitely not here.

I've searched everywhere twice.

-Your bag was down there the whole time?

-Yeah, I think so.

-You take it to the staffroom?

-No.

Only you and Immie have been in here.

-It's not me.

-What?

-If you know something...

-You don't...know about Immie?

-Know what?

-It's not for me to say.

Lauren?

I think it's irresponsible of Julia to have not warned you.

Warned me about what?

I can't, it wouldn't be fair of me.

-Where's the key?

-I don't have it.

-Keep calm.

-I'll be calm when I get these off.

-Ah!

-Sorry. What am I saying? Get this off me!

-Just give me what I want, I'll undo the bike lock and we can go get them off.

-No.

Is it your decision or his?

Tony, call the police.

-I'd like to sort this without the police.

-Why?

We need addicts to trust us.

Billy's harmless. Let me get something to cut you free.

I'll call the practice, tell them you've been detained...delayed.

I'll be minutes. OK?

-Listen, Doc, it's nothing personal.

-I don't want to hear it, all right?

If I was you, I'd give her purse back.

How do I know you didn't steal it?

I'm not the convicted thief.

Imogen!

Immie.

Are you all right?

It's hot, innit?

I usually don't feel the heat, but, phew.

Slide down a bit, please.

-No. You could batter me with it.

-I'm not going to batter you with it.

-Oi!

-You don't wanna go near them. They're useless.

-Excuse me, I wonder if you could help?

Could you pass me that brick, please?

I'm a doctor.

A little bit closer, please.

Thank you.

-The worst pharmacy in town. I'd go somewhere else.

-Shut up!

They're not going to help you. They're heartless.

Keep your hand flat.

HE RETCHES AND COUGHS

MOBILE PHONE BEEPS

SHE CLUCKS MOCKINGLY

-Who sent you that?

-Have you taken your pills?

-Yeah.

-At a guess, you're in withdrawal.

-No

I mean, I am now cos I haven't taken my pills today.

What are you doing with furry handcuffs, bike chain? What is that?

I thieved it. Not any more

-cos I never get round to selling it.

-Who'd buy it?

A perv on a bike?

Hilarious. Keep your hand flat.

Whatever it is you don't want to tell me, I think I need to know.

I can't believe she'd do it but I don't think she can help herself.

Lauren, what are you talking about?

She...steals things. She's got a criminal record for it.

-What is it they call people who can't help themselves?

-A kleptomaniac.

-Exactly.

Immie's lovely. She wouldn't steal from me.

-I didn't steal it.

-I wasn't going to accuse you.

Immie... I'm really sorry, but I think I need to call Julia.

No! Don't!

OK.

-I haven't got time to sit here all day. I'm calling the police.

-No...

No, I'm begging you. Don't do it.

Brilliant.

Erm... Excuse me, I was wondering if you could pass me my phone. It's just under that black bag.

Thank you(!)

Cherry, could you tell the receptionist that I've got to go to The Campus?

-Has something happened?

-No. It's fine.

Something must have happened at The Campus.

Julia. Is Immie involved?

Where is he?

Don't you wear deodorant?

Doc, you're right.

I haven't been totally straight with you.

I've got a girl.

-She's pregnant.

-Here we go. I don't want to hear it.

-You've got every right to be suspicious.

-Thank you, Sherlock.

Look, know something. I'm not going to change my mind.

And you're not going to get away with that.

Before we jump to any conclusions...

just talk me through this. Where was the bag?

-Freya's been over every inch.

-OK.

Lauren, it's OK.

-You came in with it this morning and you went to the staffroom?

-Yes.

-And you took it to your room?

-Yes.

And did you leave any patients unsupervised in there with it?

-No.

-There's hardly been anyone.

Look, I'm really sorry about this, Immie, but...

..I've got to ask you this.

-Did you take the purse?

-We weren't accusing Immie.

What is the point in me denying it?

Can I have a second with her, please?

-Did you take it?

-How can you ask me that?

-You know how.

-No.

-You were trying to wriggle out of this this morning.

-She is poisonous.

She acts all nice but she's just sticking the knife in,

smiling and saying, "Oh, sorry, is that your back?"

If I wanted to steal, I'd steal from that cow.

She won't ever say it was actually me but she'll make sure that's exactly what you're all thinking.

That's what she does.

Mum, you do believe me, don't you?

Erm... I've spoken to Immie and she says she didn't do it.

I believe her.

But that doesn't help Freya.

My daughter did not take Freya's purse.

HE COUGHS

Useless.

Doc, look at this.

Billy.

Surely you've got this to look forward to. Don't you want to get off the heroin completely?

Yeah.

Then we persevere with liquid methadone?

I haven't been taking my pills. I've been sharing them with her.

That's not helping anyone's situation and it's illegal.

I know. That's how I met Debbie. Through the drugs.

Debbie's a user too?

She shares my pills cos she wants to get off it too.

Then...

-Then we get her on methadone. She'd be a priority.

-She can't.

If anyone found out - she's a teacher - she'd get sacked.

So she's prepared to risk her baby but not her career?

She's scared. You know what that stuff does to your head.

-Any treatment is confidential.

-Told her that but she doesn't listen.

That's why it's important I get the pills again.

They're my only chance of getting her off the stuff and protecting my baby.

-Doc, I'm begging you. You've got to trust me.

-Just move your hand.

HE COUGHS AND RETCHES

-I want to know why you, madam, are so determined to stick this on Immie?

-What did I say?

We don't know it's been stolen. Are you sure you didn't leave it at home?

I put petrol in the car on the way here. I definitely had it then.

-You checked the car?

-Immie says you've been bullying her.

-Bullying?

-You've been making her life hell.

-Ladies...

-I want an apology and it better be a good one.

-It won't be an apology you'll get. You're a liar.

-You heard her! She accused me of bullying and lying.

-This is harassment.

-Let's all calm down.

-Not till she...

-She shouldn't even be here in the first place!.

-Mum's right, you are a liar!

Imogen! This is why employing family is a bad idea.

Karen, don't say anything that I might have to discipline you for.

Would you both please wait in reception for me? Now.

-Look. I'm sorry this happened but...

-Excuse me.

How do you expect me to trust you, Billy?

You've just admitted that you're abusing your treatment.

You send Debbie to me at The Mill, I'll make sure she's looked after.

You understand that?

You can't sacrifice your treatment.

It helps no-one.

I understand it's disappointing but just stay calm.

I understand. I suppose.

I'll see what I can do for the two of you, OK?

Sorry. Took longer than I thought.

I must have put it in the car door when I filled up with petrol and...I'm an idiot.

-I'm just glad it's over.

-No, it's not.

Imogen's owed an apology.

Obviously.

Right. I owe you, Im. I'm really sorry.

I'm so glad you're innocent. I'm sorry.

You might not have said it, but you made sure everyone thought it was me.

No. That's not fair. Ask Freya if I blamed you.

-Please, can we just move on and get back to work?

-Yes. I agree.

No, I don't. It's all out now, how she's been bullying Imogen.

I want you to get rid of her. Now.

She's poison.

Bullying at work.

You sure you want to pursue this?

It's Imogen that has to make the complaint.

Yeah, I'll make the complaint.

I will see Lauren and Imogen separately.

Karen, you and I are going back to The Mill. You too.

Karen's had it in for me from the start.

When you're as useless as she is, no wonder she's threatened by me.

Not another word.

I'll see you at the end of the day.

So... Daniel. What do you want to do about him?

We can take him to the police station.

No. You're right, keep the police out of it.

It's the liquid or nothing.

-I'll give him today's dose once you're free.

-OK.

-The cuffs are too tight.

-What?

You're kidding me.

Hello. I need the number for a locksmith, please.

Letherbridge. Yeah.

-Did you get my message?

-Yes.

-Very funny.

-Why are you sneaking back into your office?

No reason. Hold on.

Yes.

Thank you.

This'll be good.

She treats me like a skivvy, tries to humiliate me. I know she gave you that file about me.

Did she put in it the times she went shopping, leaving me on reception on my own?

Or when she staggered in late?

Give me the dates, I'll check it out.

The other day, she made me dump all the patient information

onto the new system, patient by patient.

She knew we could have transferred it with one click of a button but she didn't tell me.

Right, if this is made official, it's most likely going to be your word against hers.

Are you sure you still want to go through with this?

OK. Before it's made official, I'd like a chance to resolve it,

if that's OK with you?

So you believed his sob story?

I think I can help them.

She's having a baby and they're having problems.

Come on, I'm not that gullible.

I should check that she's all right. KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

-Don't ask.

-Do you think Daniel's gullible?

Daniel? No.

Thank you.

Bring Cherry in. Let's get this over with.

You don't really think I told her, do you?

-You do!

-No! I was just seeing how far you'd take it. That's all.

I gave you honest advice. What do you want me to say?

You still think I made a mistake? I should be with Eva?

-No, I...

-So you're wrong?

It's your life.

-Your face!

-You are evil.

Mate, you are so easy to wind up.

-Your advice helped me. Cheers.

-So what is this, my judgment must be wrong?

-You owe us dinner.

-True, but don't hold your breath!

I'm sorry I didn't listen to you before but I'm listening now. We'll get that lying cow.

Mum. Stop.

Hey. What're you two doing tonight?

-Nothing planned.

-I'll take you to dinner.

To celebrate you getting back together.

-Lovely.

-L'Ariosto? Half an hour?

L'Ariosto? That's two main meals for the price of one tonight, isn't it?

-I admire your cynicism.

-Unlike you, I understand people.

We're making a detour.

THUMPING MUSIC

You're only going to make a fool of yourself.

Excuse me. Debbie?

-What?

-It's OK. I'm Billy's doctor.

-Is he all right?

-He's fine. You are his girlfriend?

-Yeah.

-I just want you to know that any treatment you receive would be confidential.

-I understand that having a baby can be...

-I'm not having a baby.

Doc!

Get in.

Who is he?

-What are you doing?

-Where did you get that?

A purse, a wallet? It's not yours, is it?

-Nothing to say? There's a shock.

-It's not how it looks.

-I'll tell you how it looks. You lied.

Really well done. You got one over on me. Just a shame it didn't work.

Do you want a pat on the head?

CAR STARTS

Go on. Say it - "I told you so."

You think I'm a gullible idiot.

I wouldn't say idiot but...

And a lousy judge of character.

Well, that's true.

I did choose you.

The way she was talking to me, like she's trying to bully ME!

-You heard her.

-Karen's been here a long time. We've never had that problem before.

-She's not irreplaceable.

-She's an experienced HCA.

-I could be trained.

-Is that what you want?

I'd do it, yes.

-Well, there have been accusations.

-What accusations?

That you left a teenager holding the fort while you went shopping.

-Has she got any proof?

-Do you deny it?

-Of course I deny it.

I'll be looking into it.

I won't find anything, will I?

No.

-No. Of course not.

-Leave next week as planned.

I will get Imogen to withdraw the accusation

and that way, I can still give you a good reference.

-If you think that's best.

-Mrs Tembe's back tomorrow.

You can hand over to her.

Not a problem.

-I am...

-Mrs Tembe!

-Doctor Carter.

-You are here.

Is this the face of somebody who thinks that's adequate?

I am scandalised.

Oh, grow up! It would take more than a thousand stings to kill you.

Arghhh!

Gotcha.

I beg your pardon?

You heard me. Just go home.

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