Completion Day - Part 2 Doctors

People always complain about estate agents,

but we couldn't be happier with ours. She's been marvellous.

-I just want to explain.

-And I don't have my suit of armour.

Sarcasm isn't going to get us anywhere.

Paul?

OK. Just give us a second...

Insufficient adrenal steroid production, potentially fatal if it develops into adrenal crisis.

-Mm. When was the last crisis?

-Two years ago.

We can talk about this in the morning.

-I need to see the doctor.

-There's no need.

-Get away from me!

Connie, will you stop it?!

You'll be all right.

-MUTTERING IN HER SLEEP

-Paul?

Paul?

OK. Well, thanks anyway. Yeah. Bye-bye.

Oh, I am so weary! And it is so cold!

Well, at least you've got this afternoon off.

I am very much looking forward to it.

Not that Akono is any trouble at all,

but it will be nice to have a few hours to myself.

Morning.

Oh, still no word on Connie Miller, but we've left messages.

-They didn't go to St Phil's last night?

-No. I've just tried again.

Oh, but that is most strange. What is her husband thinking of?

-You should've seen him. He was manic!

-Well, we'll keep trying.

Hi, Kevin. Um, yesterday. I'm sorry, that was uncalled for.

-Calling you a caveman and what have you.

-Yeah, whatever!

Well, mea culpa.

Only yourself to blame.

Forgive me, Dr Carter, but is everything all right?

Why do you ask?

It's just you do not seem yourself lately.

A little out of sorts.

PHONE RINGS

The Mill Health Centre. How may I help you?

Morning.

Where are my tablets?

Just here. Some water?

I need more than that.

You're looking much better. Needed the rest, I expect.

-Give me my phone!

-Love, please.

-Get away from me!

-The last thing you need is another attack.

-Let me get up!

-Will you please just drink your tea?

What happened yesterday.

I'm deeply, deeply sorry.

I wanted to take her out for lunch, to thank her,

while you were at the doctors.

We went past the house. And somehow it just...

..got out of hand. And there is no excuse.

You're disgusting. You make me sick! Let me up!

-Not until we have talked about this!

-What?!

-Will you please just relax?

PHONE RINGS I won't! You dirty, filthy animal!

DOOR SLAMS Animals!

What's going on?

Well, she's only just woken up.

And?

Well, I don't know yet!

CLATTERING UPSTAIRS

I need you to keep calm, OK?

Look, I'm trying, Paul.

SMASHING UPSTAIRS

She's absolutely furious.

-Look, are you all right?

-I'll manage.

-I need to know if she's going to say anything.

-'I've no idea!'

Paul, I need to know, because this will be straight up to Marcus.

-I'll be finished. Six years down the drain!

-What about me?

I'm just talking about my job, that's all.

This is my life, if you hadn't noticed!

I'm trying to work something out with her, OK? And if not...

I'll just have to stall her until the end of the day.

Sweetheart?

-Miss Haye is here to see you.

-That's fine.

I know it's hard. But we're nearly there. I promise.

'I do love you. You know that, don't you?'

-Hi.

-'Sweetheart?'

-Please, come in, take a seat.

-'Lenassa?'

OK, thank you, Mr Miller. Bye.

I'm so sorry about that!

Hello, Jack. How are you doing?

-Not bad.

-I wanted to say thank you again for the other night.

-Are you sure?

-Yeah, well, I know I got a little carried away,

but, you know, sorry about that.

-It was a good laugh though, eh?

-Yeah, which is why I got you this!

Contact Room. You said you were thinking of going.

-Yeah, I know, but I...

-So, I'll meet you at the cinema at 2.15?

I tell you what, I'll give you a bell, yeah?

PHONE RINGS

Why don't you answer it?

Not until we've talked.

Look, we just went too far, OK?

-We had a few drinks over lunch...

-How stupid do you think I am?

No! You've been lying and sneaking behind my back for weeks.

-Ever since you met that rotten, conniving, little...

-Connie, don't!

All those trips to London all of sudden!

You're not even a very good liar!

You're pathetic! Well, that's it. I'm ringing the bank.

-Why does it always have to be about money?

-What?!

I love her!

-I'm sorry.

-Oh, you stupid, stupid man!

A young girl like that? With a drip like you?

There. You happy now?

Where are my tablets?

Just sit down!

No!

We're going away together, so you won't have to see us again.

But you're not well, are you?

-Which is why I wanted to sort out the bungalow!

-Have you gone round the twist?

-You'll get half of this place, at least!

-It's my house!

Yeah, and who has been earning for the last five years? Me!

Just think about this, will you?

You'll get to be somewhere that you can manage.

It's all paid off for the rest of your life!

And I get to be with...

That greedy little tart!

I didn't want any of this!

Over my dead body. One penny, that's all,

and you'll find yourself in court so fast...

-Oh, for pity's sake!

-Are you really so besotted

-that you're just going to let her rob us both blind?

-Stop!

You're a child!

She'll chew you up and spit you out before you know it.

Where are you going?

Let me out! Let me out!

SHE BREATHES HEAVILY

-Yeah?

-I'm worried about Connie Miller.

-You still can't get through?

-Mobile's off, no answer at home.

I was thinking I should nip round there,

-if you could cover me for an hour or so?

-Of course not!

-Cheers.

-And Kevin, I meant what I said about yesterday.

Yeah, you said.

Honestly.

So are you OK now?

-Yeah, I'm fine. It's just a bad day, you know.

-You sure?

-Absolutely!

Good.

I'm starting to feel bad again.

I can see.

Then give me my tablets!

Yes, I will. When you start being reasonable.

Look, I'm just asking for my fair share

of what we've both put into this marriage.

And honestly, I think that when you look back on this,

you'll see that what I'm doing is the best for all three of us.

For her, more like!

No! This was my idea. It had nothing to do with...

Then you're living in a dream world! Because I would rather die!

So is that what you want? Is it?

Just give me my tablets!

SHE RETCHES

PHONE RINGS

Hi.

Hang on a second.

-Hi.

-Hi. I need to see your wife, please. Right away.

She's feeling fine now.

-Oh, good. Is she home?

-No. No, she's not there.

Then where is she?

Over at the other house. Doing a bit of tidying, cleaning up.

-We're moving this weekend.

-Yeah, she said.

SHE SPLUTTERS Why didn't you take her to the hospital yesterday, like you said?

Honestly, we pulled up at the car park and she said she felt fine.

Didn't want to bother anybody,

-thought we'd be hanging around for ages.

-You should've let me treat her when we had the chance.

I know, I'm sorry. Panic, pure and simple. Tunnel vision.

I just wanted to get her there to the hospital.

Yeah, as quickly as possible. Mea culpa.

-No, actually, erm, can I have the address for your new home?

-Why?

Well, it's not far, is it? Or should I ring the surgery?

Number one, Borough Avenue, Letherbridge.

-Help!

-Shh!

-Help!

-Help!

-Upstairs!

-Argh!

CAR ACCELERATES AWAY

Get in here and calm down!

-Get away from me!

-Stop it! Stop it!

Let me out!

Let me out!

SHE GROANS

Hello, Mrs Tembe!

Hi! Well, should you not be at the library?

I thought I'd walk you home.

And you could not find nothing better to do with your time?

I was going to go to the cinema with Jack, but he said he was too busy.

-Oh, that is a shame.

-And I've bought the tickets now.

-Well, can you not go on your own?

-I don't feel like going any more.

What is this film called?

Contact Room. I think it's a thriller.

Hello, Mrs Miller?

Hello?

Hello?

Connie?

You know I still love you, don't you?

Because I do!

Even Lenassa says so!

But you have to understand,

she's the one last chance I'm ever going to have to be...

I don't know...

To be alive.

Paul, please. She only wants you for the money.

Well, then, why don't you let me have it?

You may as well now and then we'll all be fine.

Over my dead body!

SOFT MUSIC PLAYS

Excuse me, I'm sorry.

Oh, thank you!

If you do not mind!

Sorry. Sorry.

You did not tell me that the tickets were half price.

Yes. Students' discount.

-Well, the man at the...

-Shh!

Do not tell me to shush! It has not even started yet.

(The man at the reception desk gave me a very funny look.)

(I do not see why. There are many mature students on campus.)

How mature do you mean?

Oh, sorry, Mrs Tembe. I did not mean to offend you...

-I am just joking.

-OK.

What a way to behave in a public place!

Oh, thank you. Look at this!

Do they want me to drink it or bathe in it?!

Pardon me.

Thank you.

Mr Miller. Hi, how are you?

We've ruined everything, haven't we? What were we thinking, going back there?

I don't know.

So what's she saying? Is she going to freeze the joint account?

There's something I have to ask you.

Well, that sounds ominous...

What if we didn't have the money?

So she is then. I knew it!

Would it make any difference?

Well, she can't cancel the sale because it's nearly completed!

-Would it make any difference to us?

-Of course it would!

-How?

Well, because we wouldn't be going to London for a start!

-And I'd be out of a job.

-Is that all? Is that all that matters?

No, not everything, but...

So what if I could do something? To stop it from happening?

It's a bit late now, isn't it?

-Look, Paul, you're not making any sense!

-Listen to me!

Sweetheart, you need to ask yourself, truthfully...

Do you love me?

(Yes, of course I do!)

As much as I love you?

So that nothing else matters in the world.

Whatever happens.

Even if it's... Even if it's something terrible?

Something that we can never take back?

OK, what's on going on?

Please, just answer me, please!

-Where's Connie?

-Do you love me?

What have you done to her?

Answer me, please!

As much as I love you?

(No. No.)

I'm sorry.

EROTIC MUSIC PLAYS

PANTING FROM CINEMA SCREEN

GROANING FROM CINEMA SCREEN

Oh, my goodness!

GROANING CONTINUES

-DOORBELL CHIMES

-'I don't care what he says this time, right? I need to see her!'

'See what I mean?'

'Hello? Police!'

-Must have gone then, eh?

-Then why isn't he answering the phone?

'Do you think that she is still in there?'

-She could well be.

-Because if she's in danger,

I can break in. If she's not, there'll be hell to pay.

So what do you reckon?

Come on.

Oh, what now?

'We'll just have to find him, won't we?'

JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS

I am very sorry, Mrs Tembe.

I did not know they meant that sort of contact!

Well, they did spend rather a lot of time in that room!

Hey, look, why do they have to spoil everything?

Such details, so unnecessary!

I am truly sorry!

Jack Hollins wanted to see it, which does not surprise me!

Actually, I quite enjoyed it. Apart from those parts!

And there were a lot of parts, huh?

But there is one thing I don't understand.

Why do they call it a dirty movie when she spent most of her time

in the shower?

You could not fault her personal hygiene!

Although a little more clothing would have been advisable!

-Exactly! When fighting a snake...

-Yeah, and the guard dog.

-And the terrorists.

-And when the building is on fire.

-With just a knife!

-And then jumping out of a helicopter.

Into the snow.

You know, it is funny. I have not been here once, in all this time.

-Really?

-Hmm. Well, I didn't really feel like it. Well, not on my own.

Well, we'd better go!

'Hi, this is Shirley Thomson from Wenlock and Bray Solicitors.

'Just to confirm that completion has now taken place.

'You can collect your keys from the estate agent.

'The money's all gone through and the house is legally yours.

'Congratulations!'

-Hi.

-Hi, Lenassa. How can I help?

I'm trying to find some clients of yours. Mr and Mrs Miller?

-Do you know where they might be?

-Well, erm, no.

-Are you their main contact here?

-Er, yes, but...

-Have you spoken to them recently?

Well, no, not really.

Aren't they completing today? She told me yesterday that...

Actually, yes, Mr Miller did come in, erm, just now,

-but only for a few minutes, that's all.

-Do you know where he went?

I've no idea.

OK. Was his wife with him?

No.

-You don't have a number for him, do you?

-Er, yeah, of course.

Er, actually, Lenassa. Would you mind ringing for us?

-Sorry?

-You'd be doing us a big favour.

Of course.

He'll pick up for her. Wouldn't you?

OK, I need you to stay with me, Connie. Hmm?

-PHONE RINGS

-Oh!

-Mr Miller?

-Not now!

-This is Dr Tyler. Where are you?

I'm at home. The old house.

Where's Connie?

I need you here. Right away!

Thank you.

OK. We know what to do, hmm?

We've done this before!

-HE MUTTERS

-Oh, God!

Oh, God. It'll all be fine! I promise.

CALM MUSIC PLAYS

Marina?

You're early!

-Oh!

-I had a headache, and I thought we should talk.

Me too. Over a nice meal. My turn.

Italian, your favourite. Oh, d-d-don't worry, you know,

I got a cookbook and everything!

And, erm, I got you, er, what's that? The Monte-boceline?

-Montepulciano.

-Yeah.

-What, is that no good?

-No, it's fine. It's just, erm...

Well, you were raving about it the other night! It's from Tuscany!

Yeah, that was the Nobile, this is the d'Abruzzo.

-I'm so sorry(!)

-I'm sure it's a very nice wine.

-Oh, no. I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!

Please, Connie, please!

Love, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!

Mrs Miller?

It's my fault! I've let her die! I've killed her!

Come on, give the doctor some room.

She just kept asking me for help! I gave her the tablets.

-7244 to control. VOICE FROM RADIO:

-'Go ahead Sergeant.'

Yeah, I need an ambulance urgently at 123, Chilton Row, Letherbridge.

I didn't, all this time.

She kept asking and asking!

-Try and calm down, please, sir.

-Connie? Connie?

I wanted her to die!

She's in shutdown.

-HE SOBS

-Look at her!

Look what I've done!

No, she's alive! No thanks to you!

CLATTERING

HE GROANS

-I've got to thank you.

-No, you don't.

No. I mean it, doctor.

-I know that what I did was wrong.

-What you didn't do, you mean?

Everything just...fell apart.

No, you put that woman, your wife, through hell!

Petrified for her life and for what, hey?

Now, come on, you tell me why! Money?

I just wanted her to let me go.

To her? And you'd have done it, wouldn't you, eh? Let her die.

I'd have done anything.

-All right?

-I should've got to her sooner.

No, no, you did brilliantly. You used your instincts.

HE COUGHS AND SPLUTTERS

HE GROANS

Not buying anything!

Nor I, selling.

Think you might be coming down with something?

Like a touch of the love sickness?

You are employed to input data, not to amuse yourself with the internet.

Get out, before I call the police!

HE SIGHS

Yeah, I'm happy to if you dare!

-Oh, what's this? Bristols at dawn?

-Out!

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