Dougal and the Factory - Part 1 Doctors

COUGHING

-Can't you eat a little more?

-HE COUGHS

I want Dougal.

Later. When I come up next time, I'll bring him.

KNOCK AT DOOR

-He was missing you.

-Dougal!

-Here you go.

-You shouldn't put him on the bed.

Stop being such a fuss-pot. How is he?

-He's got a temperature, but I've called the doctor.

-Best to be safe.

SHE CHUCKLES

Here you are. You two, say hello.

I just went to the shops and I got you this.

Hey, how do you fancy going fishing one weekend?

Yeah? We can, er, we can take Ross,

we can do a packed lunch. It'll be great.

Yeah? Just us men.

You could even bring Dougal.

I'll see you later, son.

Oh!

Oh!

Blasted thing!

Oh! You missed a great performance.

I'm sure it was, but it couldn't be helped.

Dr Carter will be most disappointed.

Heston knows the situation. I can always book some more tickets for the weekend.

Dr Cassidy.

Nothing serious, I hope.

Well, she's, um, she's had a rough time lately.

She's very stressed. She needs a break.

She's a strong woman.

But the heavy burden of stress must never be underestimated.

No.

Bravo! Brav-o!

Your performance was superb!

You dominated the stage.

How very sweet of you to say.

Yes, I'd forgotten how tiring treading the boards can be.

I know how poor old Olivier must have felt.

Oh. Did Olivier do much light opera?

I should think so, Mrs Parsons.

Certainly, after last night, I believe he did, or someone very much like him.

Very kind of you, Mrs Tembe. Now back to the day job. Two doctors down, no time to waste.

I will make you a cup of tea and bring it to you.

You should have time to rest.

A great performer needs his time to rest.

The show must go on, Mrs Tembe.

Such fortitude.

-It's just as well.

-What?

Oh. When is Dr Granger likely to return?

How should I know?

Due to unforeseen circumstances, Dr Cassidy is also away.

And this has increased patient workload for the other doctors.

Hello, I am one of them.

Well, his absence is most inconsiderate.

Oi!

Come here!

Come here!

No, you don't! Come here. In a bit of a hurry, aren't we?

-Get off me!

-I saw what you did.

-You saw nothing!

-Why aren't you at school?

-You got nothing better to do than frighten kids?

Me frighten you? Are you having a laugh?

SHE CHUCKLES

PHONE VIBRATES

How are you?

How do you think? My ankles are turning into tree trunks,

I'm exhausted and I need to pee every five minutes,

while my so-called partner is topping up his tan.

You'll be pleased to hear that it's hardly stopped raining,

-and I wouldn't be here if Mum didn't need me.

-How is she?

Not great. On the mend, though. She sends her regards.

So, when do you think you'll be back?

I'm not sure. Um, another few days.

We'll see. As soon as I can.

You OK? What's wrong?

I feel abandoned.

You?

We went into this together, and now you're nowhere to be seen.

Actually, I'm fast beginning to feel like one of your cast-offs.

Zara, I think about you all the time. You know I do.

Do I?

Baked fresh yesterday.

Is it fixed?

Um, you need a new safety valve, Mrs Chilten.

Will you have to send it away?

Oh, no, no. No, I can go and get one for you now.

-Are you sure you don't mind?

-Of course not.

You put the kettle on and I'll be back before you know it.

Oh. Right.

Ah! There you are, Zara.

Will you please go to the campus this afternoon?

-Isn't Kevin there?

-Yes, he is,

but some of the patients are still refusing to see him.

Falsely accused and wholly vindicated. This is ridiculous!

-So, will you go?

-OK, OK, I didn't say I wouldn't.

Why is everyone in such a bad mood today?

-No luck with Ivory Towers?

-No.

You should get that one. It's got gnomes.

You'd have someone to talk to.

I had visions of the perfect home.

I thought I knew exactly what I wanted, and now...

Then don't do it.

There's no such thing as perfect.

And in reality, it's never what we want it to be.

Come on, it's just a house.

Yeah, it's tonsillitis.

I'll write you a prescription for some antibiotics.

Poor thing. Will he have to have them out?

No, these should do the trick. We'll see how he goes.

However, you have a sore throat.

You know what that means, don't you?

Lots of ice cream, and a day off school. That can't be bad.

He's a bit on the shy side.

Wow! A rabbit! I love rabbits.

It's Dougal.

We like the children to keep their pets, if they can.

-Mum, can I have some orange, please?

-'Course.

I wanted a rabbit when I was a boy.

-My dad said that I could, and then he said that I couldn't.

-Why?

I can't remember. It must've been something I'd done.

-Do you want to hold him?

-No.

He likes you.

He's my bestest friend.

Have you fostered before?

So many, I've lost count.

Some for a few days or weeks.

Others for as long as they need us.

-How long have you had Thomas?

-Must be three or four months now.

He's settled in really well.

He hardly spoke to us to begin with, but they warned us.

We always get the difficult ones.

It's nice that he calls you Mum.

His real mother was...

is a heroin addict.

She used to shut him up in their flat for days on end.

He's had a terrible life.

Looks like his luck's changed.

I'm no substitute for the real thing,

but the boys never go short of a cuddle or two.

-What's he done?

-I ain't done nothing!

-Oi!

Get in!

See you in a minute.

What's he been up to?

He tried to nick a purse, but he didn't hang onto it.

-I'll just give him a ticking off.

-Is that all?

There's not a lot else I can do.

And this is nothing compared to what he used to do.

I don't envy the Harmens. They've got their work cut out for them.

I couldn't do it. The amount of kids they've had over the years.

They do a good job.

-Anyway, I'd better go and read the riot act.

-How's Jack?

He's OK. Thanks.

He's tougher than he looks.

There you go. Good as new.

Well done, Stuart. You are clever.

Now, how much do I owe you?

It's, er, £40, please.

But you had to buy the thingy-me-bob.

The thingy-me-bob is included, Mrs Chilten.

Here we are.

Er...this is too much, Mrs Chilten.

-These are twenties.

-Oh! I thought they were tens.

It's easily done. Now, is there anything else I can do for you?

Oh! Oh, dear!

-Oh!

-Are you all right?

-Sit down. Come on.

-No, no, no. It's nothing.

I... I just moved too quickly, that's all.

Well, are you sure?

Sure.

OK. Well, um, I'll be off, then.

Oh! Stuart? Take these.

Oh! Wow! Thank you.

See you later.

-And you have a safe trip.

-Thanks.

Which con room's empty?

Hello to you, too. That one.

-Aren't you at The Mill?

-Does it look like I'm at the Mill?

What are you doing here?

Oh, you're here for the patients who don't want to see me.

Julia knew you were here on your own and she thought you'd need back-up.

I feel badly for him,

but we've had at least half a dozen people just walk out.

He needs to get his head down and do some work like the rest of us.

-Where are you going?

-The loo!

You been putting it on again?

You're not ill.

HE COUGHS

Yeah, right. It's not even a proper cough.

Open.

Eurgh! You've got big fat white spots in the back of your throat.

-Don't give them to me.

-Hello?

Dad's home.

Are you in trouble?

Just keep your nose out and that shut.

Will they send you back to the home?

Ross? Get down here. Now.

So, why did you do it?

Why did you try and steal a purse, Ross?

Dunno.

You saw it, so you thought you'd take it, is that it?

Old habits, eh, Ross?

You really disappoint me.

And he's bunked off school.

And that is even worse, in my book.

Your teacher's been really pleased with you this term

and now you go and spoil it all.

I'm sorry.

We expect better from you.

You're risking everything, you know that?

Hm?

We all make mistakes...

..but we've got to learn by them.

Me and your mum, we have to be able to trust you.

You can.

I-I promise.

If you start getting into trouble,

they'll take you away from us.

Is that what you want?

Come here.

Don't disappoint us again.

Good boy.

Zara?

-Zara, what is it?

-Go away!

You're in pain.

-What do you think?

-Where?

Zara?

OK.

But if you breathe a word to anyone, I will key your car.

Just tell me.

I'm 14 weeks pregnant and I'm bleeding.

I'm taking you straight to hospital. I'll call the EPAU on the way.

What about our patients?

I'll call Karen. Take my arm.

MUSIC BLASTS Turn it off!

-Turn it off! Turn it off!

-All right! Calm down!

-Don't tell me to calm down!

All this tension isn't doing you or the baby any good!

Oh, brilliant! So if I lose the baby, it's my fault?

No, I didn't...! Stop having a go at me, I'm trying to help you!

(I'm frightened.)

A lot of women go through scares in their early pregnancies. You know that.

OK? Usually, it ends up being nothing.

You're young, fit and healthy, I'm sure it will be fine.

But this isn't a normal...

This isn't a normal pregnancy

because I've been through early menopause

and this baby is through IVF.

(It's my last chance.)

(It's my very last chance.)

I am sorry to call you out.

No worries.

I would've come to the surgery,

but I didn't want to have a dizzy turn on the way.

Very sensible.

You've got an ear infection, that's what's making you feel dizzy.

A course of antibiotics and you should feel better.

That is a relief.

All sorts go through your mind.

I'll get the chemist you use to drop it off.

I was going to catch a train later

and spend a few days with my daughter.

If you're still feeling unsteady,

it's probably best to leave it until after the weekend.

-You should feel a lot better by then.

-Right.

Dr Clay? I...

I am...

Was there something else?

I think I'm beginning to suffer from dementia.

Why would you say that?

Last week, I forgot to send my nephew a birthday card

and yesterday, I forgot to put the bin out for the dustmen,

and today, I couldn't find my house keys.

Did you find them in the end?

Yes. They were on the key hook, where they should be.

And I'm sure I'd looked there, but...

Well, it's easy to forget where you put things, especially keys.

But they'd been there all along.

I... I'm worried that my mind is beginning to play tricks on me.

OK.

Right. Er... Who's Prime Minister?

There's two of them. Mr Cameron and Mr Clegg.

-And when are the Olympics?

-2012.

What day do the clocks go back?

30th October. A week from next Sunday.

Thank you. I can never remember that one.

Mrs Chilten, you are worrying over nothing.

Thank you.

-Are you OK?

-I wouldn't be here if I was.

No way!

Sit!

Kevin, where are you?

When you get this, will you please call me?

PHONE RINGS

-Karen.

-I thought you'd called her.

I did, but I said I'd be back by now.

This is madness.

I phoned to say we were on the way, why aren't you being seen to?

Excuse me. Hi. Dr Carmichael, she needs to be seen now.

We'll be with her as soon as we can.

-Look, I'm a doctor, so...

-Yeah, this place is full of them.

Look, you and your wife will just have to wait your turn. OK?

No, she, she's not my...

Did you hear that?

She thinks we're married.

It is Daniel's, right?

Does he know?

Yes!

Have you called him, told him you're here?

-Do you want me to?

-Don't you dare!

Look, just, just... stop talking, will you?

It appears we're on the Marie Celeste.

How can you be expected to hold the fort alone,

and then go on stage and mesmerise with your KoKo?

We're old troupers, Mrs Tembe.

-What are you doing?

-Your review.

-Oh!

-I am going to cut it out and have it put in a frame.

You have stolen the show!

They mention you first.

"Heston Carter

"has made the play his own".

Ah, well!

"His performance will be talked about for many years to come.

"He turned Gilbert and Sullivan's comic opera Mikado into a..."

Into what?

"..into a tragedy.

"His KoKo, the Lord High Executioner,

"should've been executed.

"Mr Carter aped Rex Harrison throughout.

"It's no wonder Tit-Willow plunged himself into the billowy wave,

"leaving a Great Tit on stage."

I am going to telephone the editor and complain!

His reviewer is rude and inept.

Everyone's entitled to their opinion, Mrs Tembe.

He must be a philistine.

I am also going to telephone the Birmingham Times.

You need a reviewer

who can appreciate your unique acting skills.

What are you waiting for - a peep show?

And don't you dare leave this hospital!

You've got him well trained.

Where's the heartbeat?

You can't find it, can you?

I won't be long.

Don't just pat my hand and walk out! What's wrong with my baby?

Try and stay calm. It's probably just lying at a difficult angle.

I just need a word with the doctor, OK?

PHONE RINGS

This isn't a good time right now.

Look, I just wanted to make sure that you're OK.

I'm tickety-boo.

Just another boring day at the surgery.

I wish I was there with you.

Me, too.

Look, um, I'm sorry about this.

As soon as Mum's back on her feet, I'll be home.

I've got to go. I've got a patient with me.

-I miss you. I miss you and...

-BEEP

..and the bump.

PHONE BLEEPS

Zara, I'm so, so sorry.

It's, it's OK.

We're OK!

Thank you.

Thank you for staying, thank you for being so nice to me!

If you hadn't...

Well...

-Er...

-Thanks.

Well, er, what did the consultant say?

The baby's fine.

Only I will have to start taking things easier from now on.

But I would hang from a chandelier with no clothes on, if I had to.

I'd love to see that.

Don't push it, Tyler.

Your dad thought you might like

a new flat-screen TV for your bedroom.

Would you like that?

Yeah. When?

Soon, but only if you're good boys.

We will be. Won't we, Thomas?

And you can only watch it when you've done your homework.

HE COUGHS

Are you OK, son?

I don't think it was such a good idea you coming down for dinner.

What you need is a good night's sleep. Come on.

-You, too, Ross.

-Why? It's only early.

Bed, now. Early start in the morning.

Go on.

Night-night, boys.

COUGHING

Who are you? What do you want?

Where are you?

I'll, I'll call the police!

Oh!

Argh! Oh!

So, where were you, son?

Eh? We were worried sick.

I said, what did he want?

He was talking to Dad.

Yeah, so? What about?

-I want my Dougal!

-Get in!

You know, there are some who would say

you are both being negligent in your duty to your patients.

I'm not your dad.

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