Stuck Doctors

I am so nervous! The driving test's at two o'clock,

but I wanted Dad to take the day off and take me out

to practise my manoeuvres, but he couldn't get off work.

No, no, Mum managed to get it so she'll do it instead.

I don't think I'll be able to make it till two without something

to settle my nerves!

Can you imagine?! I pass my test, but get done for drink driving.

What you doing later?

You better be coming round to celebrate, or at least cheer me up?

OK, bye.

Excuse me, would you mind giving me a hand just...quickly?

OK, OK.

Hey! Joe!

You stupid, man!

OK. OK...

OK. OK

Your money and your phone! Now!

I'll stick you! Money!

Is that all you've got?

Your phone!

Please, not my phone.

SHE SCREAMS

You stupid bitch!

SHE SOBS

"More tea, Virginia?

"Oh, yes, as long as it's organic and rolled in yak pooh.

"Please don't tell me you're using disposable nappies.

"SO bad for the environment."

Meanwhile the rest of us who didn't push out our brains

with the placenta bite off our own hands with boredom.

See what you've reduced Mummy to? Talking to herself in public.

TRAFFIC DRONES

SIRENS BLARE

She just walked in off the street.

I called you back in as soon as I could.

Dad.

I've taken all the details. Don't worry, we'll get this scumbag.

Thanks, Brian. Can you call Karen for me?

Will do.

It's going to be OK.

Come here.

-I was so scared.

-It's OK.

SHE BAWLS

You're OK now, come on.

It's all right, come on.

There we are.

Where is she?

-Interview room three.

-She's OK.

Oh, no, she's not.

-What happened?

-She got mugged.

-I know that!

-They got her phone and her money.

Did he hurt you?

He hit me round the head, and he had a needle.

Did he stick you with it?

Why didn't you do something about this?!

You know every second counts with a needlestick injury!

I didn't know! She didn't tell me!

-I didn't tell him. I just wanted him to hold me!

-Where are we going?

It's only a little scratch, but it has broken the skin,

so there is some risk.

There's the possibility that you've been exposed to HIV

and some forms of Hepatitis.

We can arrange for some testing and counselling if that's what you want.

What she wants is the prophylaxis that'll stop her getting infected

in the first place, especially the HIV one!

Ideally, these would have been given to her in the first hour.

It's two now. Anyway, only hospitals stock them.

-We can go straight away.

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Sorry, I just heard. Is she OK?

PEP's are specifically for needlesticks incurred by medical staff.

-Immie works for us sometimes!

-In the course of their work.

They're only given when we know the needle's infected.

-He was an addict!

-Possibly.

-Definitely.

The reality is that until we find out if her attacker is infected,

Immie's low risk.

I don't want her to be low risk. I want her to be no risk.

I want you to send her to hospital

with the instructions to give her the drug!

Rob, back me up on this. They just won't.

Karen, I've told you, they won't.

-Karen, I understand that you're upset...

-I'm not upset!

Mum, calm down.

-How long till I know?

-We can get the first serological blood tests back in a couple of days.

But even if that's an all clear, it's not definitive.

We need follow up tests to give us a definite answer.

Months?

Two weeks.

We'll just have to get this guy.

Then we'll find out.

You OK?

Course she's not OK. What a daft question.

Got to keep your spirits up, not keep thinking about it. It's going to be OK.

-You don't know that, Mum.

-Yes, I do.

Why don't you go and relax in the living room?

-I'll bring you something to eat.

-I don't want something to eat.

-You've got to keep your strength up.

-I'm not sick!

I know that.

Why don't you just go and sit down in the living room, please?

So you can talk about me?

"Poor Immie. What if she's caught something. What are we going to do?"

-No, love.

-I'm not stupid!

You handled that well.

-No!

-Immie, it's me! It's your dad.

I was just going to meet my friend,

and take my driving test and he's ruined everything!

I forgot, and I need to cancel it.

I'll call them. I should've been there.

He's got my phone, he knows where I live

and I don't know if he's coming back

or if he's given me a death sentence. I just don't know!

It's OK, we'll sort it out. I'll get you some answers.

How are you going to do that?

DANCE MUSIC

And one, two, three, four and kick.

I'll just be glad if I don't hear anything rip.

I thought you were on compassionate leave?

How is she?

Not great.

She should have been taking her driving test today.

I should've taken the day off work and been there.

No. This bloke, it's all down to him, not you.

-And we will get him.

-Yeah, cos we always do, don't we?

The only way is if he's stupid enough to use her cards,

or even really stupid, and there's CCTV cameras on that street

and he didn't cover his face up.

-But even then...

-I'll check out the cameras.

If you find anything...

-You grab a coffee. I'll check it out.

-OK.

Eat something, please.

I'm sorry, I can't find the plates.

Your brother didn't label the box like he was asked to.

Will you get the remote for your sister, please?

Switch it on!

You got a broom handy, Mum? Then I can stick it up...

I'll call your dad. She wants anything, let me know.

I was going to go do some studying! ..Mum's taking this well.

Try and stay calm. Get through the day without killing her.

And one, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight...

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

And again, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Good news. You can't see the actual assault on CCTV, but...

Dev Fletcher.

All we need now is for Immie to make the ID.

Your money and your phone! Now!

I'll stick you! Your money!

Now!

Is that all you got?

-Your phone!

-Please, not my phone.

-SHE SCREAMS

You stupid bitch! Now!

Immie?

Immie...

Mum! Stop fussing.

-DOOR OPENS

-Who's that?!

We've got a suspect.

Have you arrested him?

Not yet, but we will do.

-Is that him?

-Yeah, I think so.

What are you doing here? Why aren't you out there finding him?

We sent a car round to his last known address.

He's not there. But don't worry.

Don't tell me not to worry.

-We know who he is.

-Who is he?

Dev Fletcher. He's an addict.

He's a thicko even by smackhead standards.

He can't keep out of trouble.

But it's only a matter of time before we get him. Right?

Just you wait until you're old enough, kiddo.

ZARA BREATHES HEAVILY

Have you dealt with him?

We all have.

He's been thieving for years to feed his habit.

So he's a long term addict. He'll have come into contact with every blood-borne disease going.

There are a lot of pretty skanky addicts down on Heber Terrace.

-That's where he lives?

-Yeah.

-Which end?

Why?

Because we deal with addicts at The Mill from Heber.

-I might have met him.

-The estate end. But Brian's dealing with it.

We will get him. This isn't like trying to find Bin Laden.

But what if he doesn't want to be found?

Karen, he's not that clever.

Believe me, addicts like him, they live from fix to fix.

We're dealing with it, all right?

Right, yes, stay calm, sit on our hands and do nothing,

cos that's easy, isn't it? I can't believe that you're stood there...

Because the blokes that I trust are taking care of it!

-Anyway, right now Immie needs us here.

-Making tea?

You know there's more to it than that.

Right, well, give her that.

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Here y'are, love.

I know this lad at uni.

He got a needlestick at a volunteer centre.

-He had to wait a couple of weeks for the results, but he got the all clear. Nothing wrong with him.

-See.

Dad, you don't think this Fletcher guy's given me something, do you?

No, no chance.

Ask your mum, it's very difficult to get these diseases.

I do think we need to be realistic about the risks.

We are!

DOOR SHUTS

-Is that Mum?

-Yeah.

Where's she going?

Don't know.

PHONE RINGS

Your mum only forgets her phone when she doesn't want to be contacted.

-Where are you going?

-I'm going to stop her.

-I'm coming.

-No, you're not, stay here.

-What if Fletcher shows up?

-Why would he do that?

-Um...because he's got my address.

He know where I live so if he is an addict, he'll need more money.

Much as I'd like to see him at the front door now,

-there's no chance he'll come round here.

-You and Mum need to start listening to me.

I don't want you two getting into trouble.

-It'll make things ten times worse.

-I'm coming with you.

It's not just about HIV.

Even if it isn't that, it could be Hepatitis

or loads of other things.

That's what Daniel said.

It might not just be something fatal, it could just be...

Imogen!

It could just be something that just makes me really sick.

And even if it isn't that, I don't know how I'm going to face

going out every day knowing that he might be round the corner.

He'll be behind bars. You'll have nothing to worry about.

It's not just him. There's loads of other people...

Immie, please, don't think about it.

Don't think about it?! What else am I going to do?

I'm lucky that he only wanted my money and my phone!

What if he wanted to...?

Please, love. I'll take care of it, all right?

Dad, you can't lock everyone up.

Every mugger, every thug, every rapist.

Is this how it is always going to be?

Me, too scared to walk out my own front door?

-I'll...

-It gets better.

It doesn't stop, not really,

but you learn to live with it.

Then, you're out alone.

If something did happen,

you can't do anything.

It doesn't happen much, just sometimes.

Nearly all the time it's OK. But it's there.

-Karen, aren't you supposed to be at home with Immie? She is all right?

-Yes, she's taking it easy.

I just wanted to look up what happens for her now.

-We've got some information in the nurse's room.

-Sure.

If Immie would like, we would be very happy to do all the tests

and everything here.

It might be nicer for her with a familiar face.

I'll tell her.

Keep an eye on Karen.

Why?

Well, I don't think she would be leaving Immie today,

of all days if she...

Well, it's probably nothing.

PHONE RINGS

The Mill Health Centre, how may I help you?

Sorry.

Mummy's not going to put up with this.

Excuse me, gentlemen!

You look like nice strong young men.

We'll take a look at the swelling next week, but I'm sure it will have settled down by then.

-Thank you, bye.

-See you later.

-All yours.

-Thank you.

I saw Nurse Clay go into the reception area.

I thought that this room was empty.

They found out who attacked Immie. I wanted to look up his medical records.

-I want to know if he's infected with...

-There's no need to be secretive.

You have every right to look up records.

As long as you're not planning to breach confidentiality.

I'm sure you would not do something so foolish, would you?

Immie's...scared.

If it were your child,

and you could put their mind at rest,

would you stick to the rules?

But you could get in a great deal of trouble.

Have you seen Karen?

I think I saw her going to the staff room a moment ago.

-Did you cancel your bank card?

-Course.

Your phone?

Have you tried calling it? Since he took it?

No. Why would I do that?

Because he might not have sold it yet.

He might still have it.

Who's this?

Fletcher, is that you? You've got my daughter's phone.

For once in your miserable life, do the smart thing

and hand yourself into the police.

Because I will find you and...

That's him!

You stupid bitch!

-Dad.

-It's OK. Calm down.

Slowly, slowly. Your dad and your brother are here

-and we won't let anything happen to you, are we?

-No.

Slow down.

No.

Get out my way!

No.

I want to knock him into next week, but we've got to do this properly.

I'll call Brian and we'll get him locked up. OK?

Dad's right.

Go with her.

Brian, it's Rob.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Yeah.

I've looked up someone's medical records.

-I could do with a doctor talking me through them.

-Someone's?

The man who attacked Immie.

He's one of your patients.

-I understand most of it, but there's just a couple of things...

-Are you sure you should be doing this?

Please.

I don't think any of us can wait for the test results.

This'll give us some answers now.

This is a bit dodgy. To put it mildly.

-Anything I say to you stays between us.

-Course.

What's his name?

Go on, answer it, Fletcher.

That's him. He'll be booked in, questioned and charged.

You'll have to give a statement, you know that, don't you? I'll be there with you.

Do you want to be his brief?

No.

Rob? Immie?

VOICEMAIL: 'Hi, it's Rob, please leave a message. Thanks'

Rob? Is Immie with you?

Can you give me a call when you get this?

I'll get Brian to take a statement in one of the interview rooms.

Immie!

Not a good idea.

Who are you?

You...stuck a needle into me.

Oh.

-Remember me?

-You're a copper. You forgot or something?

This is my daughter.

I need you to tell me -

are you sick?

Do you have any diseases I should know about?

I ain't sick. I've been on a methadone programme.

I haven't been injected in ages. You...

You make sure they know that.

If she's sick, it's not my fault. She never got it from me.

-So why were you found with heroin on your person?

-It was for someone else.

The needle I had, it was clean, never been used.

Are you telling the truth?

Yeah!

You'll tell the CPS that, won't you?

That I co-operated and I tried to help the girl.

-You want us to stick up for you?

-Yeah.

I'm telling the truth, right?

Interview one.

I never gave her any disease.

-He'll say or promise anything, won't he?

-I found this in his room - it's full of heroin.

He might've been keeping it for someone else, but, honestly, what are the chances? Sorry.

And I wouldn't bet my house on a methadone programme.

We're just going to have to wait for the test results to come back.

I just want to go home.

-Why did you turn your phone off?

-We got him.

And?

He says he's clean.

You believe him?

Who knows?

Well, I went to The Mill. Looked up his medical records.

-He was on a methadone programme.

-He's telling the truth about that. It's something.

But he came off it last week. He didn't show up for his methadone.

-They think maybe he's using again.

-I could've told them that.

But his last blood test was two weeks ago.

It was negative for HIV and Hepatitis.

So that means...?

It means that Immie would have to be incredibly unlucky

to have caught anything. I spoke to Daniel. He agrees.

Obviously, he's not giving any guarantees until you get the test results,

but I think it's over, sweetheart, I really do.

Over?

-I'm going round to the shops. Anyone want anything?

-No, thank you.

Gimme a minute, love. I'll come with you.

He is still locked up?

Definitely, yeah. And with his form,

he's not getting out anytime soon.

And if something would have happened, Brian would be in touch.

Actually, Dad, I think I'll just go on my own.

Don't be daft. I mean, all right, love.

Don't be long.

Make yourself useful.

I've been neglecting you.

Tell me the truth, now!

We're hiring a nanny not a psychiatrist.

I just want what's best for our son.

How did you get those bruises?

It was when I cut my hand.

We are all somewhere along the sexual spectrum.

Are we? I like men...

and you like women.

You know what happens to liars.

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