Last Stop: This Town Doctors

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All right, time out.

-No way, this is the best bit!

-I can't watch this now. It's torture.

-For you maybe.

-I don't want to see any more. Seriously.

Any more or any more of her?

-That stuff we did, it's embarrassing.

-We were funny.

I was funny. You were funny a bit.

I didn't think she was funny at all.

I just want to see one more.

-Then that's it.

-Only one?

Then I'll shut up.

For good?

Yeah.

I just want to see Casablancalien.

-We don't have it. She's got the only copy.

-Really?

You know that!

-Oh, yeah.

-Anything you want, Ralf, just not that.

-Come on.

-Get it yourself.

-When?

-When you get out of here.

-Eat something.

-I'm not hungry.

OK, you need to see a doctor.

'Lauren Porter, who was found dead in her home last week

'is now not thought to be a victim

'of the murderer known in the press as The Scraper.

'Following the recent arrest of a suspect in Maybrook,

'it's understood police believe Miss Porter's killer was known to her

'and are pursuing a number of lines of enquiry.

'The time is now 8:34.'

Does that make us all suspects?

DOORBELL

That'll be the police now.

Hi, Zara. Is Daniel in?

-Rob. Is this a joke?

-No. Can I come in?

Daniel, I need you to come down the station to go over your statement.

There's been some anomalies.

-This is ridiculous.

-It's fine. Let's go.

No. Go to work. I'll call you.

-Daniel!

-Please. I'll call.

-Missed me?

-Just can't keep away.

This is Dr Wilson. She's OK.

-You all right?

-Hiya.

I've got a conference here in half an hour.

A really boring one.

-Nice.

-I thought you could show me some of your famous film mashups.

Come on. I've heard about Evil Dead meets Some Like It Hot?

Seriously, you don't want to see me in drag.

Well, there's an even better one, if someone would just go and get it.

OK.

-So, how've you been?

-Good.

Treatment's working.

Right.

Look, if you're not going to get it, why don't you just go?

-If that's what you want.

-It is.

All right. I'll see you tomorrow, then.

Why haven't you told him?

It's a bit of a downer, isn't it?

-Ralf.

-I'm protecting him.

He won't be able to handle it.

Move!

Crazy stuff, eh?

-Morning, everyone.

-Morning.

I said, good morning.

Hi.

Oh, I get it. Since this psycho guy isn't to blame, it's my fault?

-I killed her?

-Nobody's saying that, Kevin.

I'm not saying anything.

Maybe you should go home. You've seen what it's like.

I've got patients waiting.

I've had quite a few cancellations for you.

Look, why don't you go and have a paperwork day at home?

-We can manage here.

-No, thanks.

Touch me, and I'll have you charged with assault!

Daniel's ill. You'll just have to manage without him.

-All right.

-What's the matter with him?

It's private!

TEXT ALERT

Argh!

DOORBELL

Just bog off!

Ralf's got cancer.

Clothes are in the drier.

Thanks.

-So?

-It's leukaemia.

-He's in remission.

-How's he been coping?

He's still laughing and joking away. You know what he's like.

This doesn't change anything.

I know.

He still ditched me.

-So did you, sort of.

-It wasn't like that.

The three of us were best friends.

Then he gets together with me and you just disappear.

It's hard to explain.

So, what do you want, Jamie?

Does Ralf want to see me again?

Apologise? Do you?

No.

I just need a copy of one of our vids. For Ralf.

Casablancalien. Can I have it?

Prat!

Don't even think about coming back!

Do you know why you're here?

-I've got an idea.

-The day she died.

You said you last saw her at work

before spending the evening at home, alone.

We have got eyewitness evidence from one of Lauren Porter's neighbours

who says that she saw a man who fits your description

giving a lift to Miss Porter on the evening of 20th September.

You lied to us.

-I know it doesn't look.

-True or false, Dr Granger?

-I lied about that bit.

-Why?

Because I thought it would look suspicious.

Well, you're right. It does.

But that's not all, is it?

-I tried.

-Not hard enough.

Why don't I look on my old laptop, see what else I can find?

-No. It has to be Casablancalien.

-What's this really about?

-Do you want to get back with her?

-No!

Look, if you want it so badly,

why don't you just call her up and ask for it yourself?

Ralf?

Please.

Are you OK?

Do it for me.

I'll call you back.

We found documentation at Miss Porter's house

which details your misconduct towards her in the workplace.

She was planning a case of sexual harassment against you.

-A fabricated one, yes.

-Why didn't you mention it earlier?

Because none of it's true. She told me what she was up to, threatened me.

Come on, you guys must know what she was like by now.

What, she was devious?

-Truculent. Unreliable?

-Completely.

-Whereas you have a clear conscience?

-Yes.

From where I'm sitting, Dr Granger,

you look like a man of questionable character.

The past is irrelevant in this case.

I disagree.

You are proven to be a weak willed man.

One of poor judgement.

I made mistakes. I've paid for them.

You have a history of deception.

In this case, you had a motive, opportunity and a weak alibi.

Looks rather compelling, don't you think?

Do you want to get something off your chest?

Did you find Miss Porter attractive?

What's that got to do with anything?

-Did you?

-Yes.

-You drove her home on the night of her death.

-Yes.

-But you had a difficult relationship.

-She felt faint.

-You went inside her house.

-No.

-Because you were having a sexual relationship with her.

-No.

-And then you murdered her.

-No!

That's exactly the same anger you turned on Miss Porter, isn't it?

I want a lawyer. Now.

You were right, you know.

I ditched you, as well.

Because....

..I liked you.

Like, properly liked you.

Don't get me wrong, I knew nothing would happen between us. It's just...

When Ralf asked you out and you said yes,

I just felt this... burning.

I had to close myself off so I wouldn't get hurt any more.

But without you both, things got dark.

I'd never had friends like either of you, and I never will again.

You're right.

I'm a prat. It's official.

I don't even know where the stupid thing is.

Admit it.

What?

You fancy me, don't you?

'Course I do.

Do you want me to call anyone?

They've already asked me.

I've only got a Nan. She's in Oz.

I don't want you to be on your own.

When I cark it?

What about your friend?

No.

He's going to find out.

I know.

You need to tell him, Ralf.

The last time he lost me,

he locked himself away,

got depressed

and tried to top himself, OK?

And that was my fault.

Well, this isn't your fault.

Maybe it's karma.

We all had something special until I asked Yas out.

Biggest mistake of my life.

Why don't you let me ring him?

-I won't let him watch me.

-OK.

But tell him.

Please.

Just think about how he's going to feel if you don't.

I'll see you later.

Do you want to start in there?

-Nothing.

-Just try over there.

Yas!

Brilliant. Jamie, look at that.

HE WHISTLES

Got 'em!

'Hello, mate. We found it.'

-You did?

-Yeah. I'll bring it over now.

-How's Yas?

-She's...

..Yas. Yeah, she's brilliant.

Cool.

Look, Jamie?

Yeah?

I'll see the vid tomorrow.

-I'm tired now.

-Yeah, sure.

You're the best. You know that?

Yeah, I know.

Best friend I ever had.

OK.

'I'll see you tomorrow.'

-Yeah.

-See you, then.

'Bye, Jamie.

He was well happy.

Good.

Well, I'd better go, then.

So, what are you doing for the rest of the day?

Er, nothing, actually.

I was thinking we could do what we used to do.

-Go to the union?

-Yeah.

Despite everything, there's no history of violence.

-There's no DNA evidence inside the house.

-It just doesn't add up.

And yet, Granger has got motive but he's not the only one.

That's the problem with this case. Everybody hated her guts.

-Why don't we bring the boyfriend in again?

-Why?

Because we can place him there on the night of the murder.

And we know he's violent.

OK. Let's bring him back in, then.

No. Not yet.

Granger's holding back on something.

I want the girlfriend brought in. Problem, Sergeant?

I know these people. You've had dealings with them.

You realise how much media coverage this case is getting, don't you?

It might not be The Scraper, but I've got a copycat on my patch.

You can imagine what pressure I'm under to get this wrapped up.

But thanks ever so much for your support.

'You're through to Jamie, you know what to do.'

This is Doctor Wilson, we met earlier. I-I think...

You might want to get back to St Phil's pretty quickly.

So, what you doing with yourself?

Call centre.

Just waiting for Hollywood to call.

-What about you?

-Gift shop at the museum in town.

It's only a stop gap, and it's arty.

All the dreams we had.

You're 21, you div. It's not over yet.

Feels like it sometimes.

I'm writing a screenplay and directing a film.

Wow! You can you give me a job, then.

Yeah, we'd have to see.

Thanks.

So, come on, what will you be doing in five years' time?

-No idea.

-It's up to you, though, isn't it?

Yeah, I suppose it is.

-Right. Another?

-Already?

I thought we were playing catch-up?

Yeah.

I'm nearly at my end credits, aren't I?

Do you think people will remember me?

Yeah. All those film mashups.

True.

And my own film may have been a short one.

But it was never boring.

I know.

You called him, didn't you?

He won't be able to cope.

Ralf, are you afraid just for him?

I guess I've never been a big fan of goodbyes.

Don't leave.

I'm not going anywhere.

It... it hurts.

Let me just get someone.

Stay.

I just want to go now.

Then let go.

What is it? What's wrong with him?

I'm sorry.

But I saw him this morning. You were there.

Things weren't as he said.

He wasn't getting any better.

But I spoke to him an hour ago. I've got his film.

He's gone.

Jamie.

This is your fault.

-You what?

-Wasting time with you when I should have been here.

It was your fault we all split up in the first place!

Are you aware Miss Porter was planning

a sexual harassment case against Doctor Granger?

No.

But considering how poisonous she was, it hardly comes as a surprise.

Don't you think it's a bit strange Daniel didn't mention it to you?

Well, bearing in mind Lauren must have made it up, why should he?

Are you also aware your partner

dropped off the deceased before she was murdered?

And no-one can give him an alibi.

Doesn't look good, does it?

The date. What was it?

The 20th.

Problem?

For you.

The reason Dr Granger has been holding back

is because he was actually with me.

This can be confirmed, can it?

I'm sure if you trawl through the CCTV at the NEC that night,

you'll find us there.

What were you doing there?

The Baby Show.

-The Baby Show?

-I'm pregnant.

And Daniel was sworn to secrecy under pain of death.

Something he clearly took literally.

So, what have you got to say to that?

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Why didn't you tell me?

What was the point of this, eh?

I had to pour my heart out to get it.

I'd do anything for you.

You knew that.

-You shouldn't have been alone when you...

-He wasn't.

Why didn't he tell me?

He didn't want you to watch him die.

Well, Ralf,...

..you got what you wanted.

He didn't care about that.

So, what, this was his idea of a joke?

You and Yas.

What about us?

He didn't want you to be alone.

I'm really sorry about all of this.

It's OK. I'm just glad it's over.

Get your facts right before you point the finger.

You're needed. Thank you both for coming in.

I can't say it was a pleasure.

Oh, and if anyone, especially Karen,

finds out about what I told you,

I will sue for police harassment.

Charming as ever.

Any developments?

Granger's out of the picture, which leaves us with Kevin Tyler.

Right. It's time.

Let's bring him in.

Looks like I'm still a prat.

Yep.

I said he was a prat, too, the last time I spoke to him.

He is sometimes.

He was.

He was watching you this morning.

Yeah?

Puking over me in the shower.

Nice.

Casablancalien.

Do you want to watch it?

Yeah. I'd like that.

Cheers.

PHONE RINGS

I'm sorry about earlier.

All this stuff is really getting to me.

-No wonder.

-They still think I did it.

I know.

-You don't, do you?

-No!

I still don't think you're a murderer, Kevin.

You're hardly Freddy Krueger.

Gee, thanks!

Listen, basically, it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks.

-You didn't do it.

-Yeah, you're right.

Now I just need everyone else to see things my way.

Your mum will believe you.

-My mum?

-Yeah.

-I'm not going to tell my mum about this!

-All right.

She's on holiday. Like I'm going to call her and say,

"Hi, Mum, you having a good time? Everyone here thinks I'm a murderer!"

Cos you're getting in that cab.

I can't just leave you here!

It's too late. You know what happened to me.

But you're fine now.

You don't understand. If you don't get in that cab, you'll regret it.

Today? Tomorrow?

For the rest of your life.

But what about you and me?

We'll always have LV-426.

Here's looking at you. Argh!

-What is it?

-It's too late! Go!

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A-A-A-rgh! Argh!

Going somewhere, Dr Tyler?

Oh, this is what you wanted, isn't it? All of you.

Kevin, please. There are still press outside.

I haven't done anything!

-There's no smoke without fire.

-What did you say?

-If you haven't done anything, there's no need to worry.

-Thanks!

Come on, Dr Tyler.

No! I'm not going back there. You can question me here.

You have no choice in the matter.

All other avenues have been exhausted. Sergeant.

No! You can't do this!

-Kevin, it'll be OK, honestly.

-Rob!

Sergeant Hollins.

Don't make this any worse than it needs to be.

-I said no!

-Kevin Tyler, I'm arresting you for the murder of Lauren Porter.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Do you understand that? Good.

-Did you know your colleague's death was apparently predicted by a psychic?

-No comment.

You've got the wrong person,

but I think you know that already.

-Apparently, there are reports of his predictions coming true.

-Please.

Don't say that!

Go on, then, make your death prediction come true.

Look, I know who I am and I'm not a murderer!

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