Protection Doctors

'A nation is the sum of its people.

'Change the people. You change the very character of the nation.

'This is a small island.

'The tide of immigration is threatening to overwhelm us.

'We are fighting to preserve our national identity.

'I'm not a racist, I'm a realist.

'Take a walk down the street. Does this feel like your country?

'Does this feel like a cohesive community?'

-Mrs T.

-Good morning, Dr Carter.

-Another day of curative endeavour.

Soothing the sick and the afflicted.

Cherry is at the Chalbourn Centre. Health Screening Programme.

We will manage.

Indeed we will.

This man was on the radio this morning...

Alan Batten.

In Botswana he would be locked him up.

If I could leave you with these...

In Letherbridge they let him hold a press conference.

Mrs Sarwar.

Is everything all right?

We need to buy scourers.

You have been on your feet all morning, come on. Sit down.

I will make us a cup of tea.

I don't want a cup of tea.

-Today is my son's birthday.

-Oh.

-17.

He would have been 17.

Oh, I am sorry...

You should have told me. You should not have come in today.

He killed him.

Alan Batten killed Hamid.

He needs to pay for what he's done.

PHONE RINGS

Wait there.

The Mill Health Centre, how can I help you?

For tomorrow morning? Um...

Mrs Sarwar. Please wait...

Yes... Um...

Spare some change, please?

Not like you'd miss it.

Spare some change, please. Change for a cuppa?

Bless you, darling.

SHE COUGHS

Spare some change, please?

Are you ok?

Never better.

Do you need a receipt for that?

I can only apologise for wasting police time.

No, no. Threats have been made.

Always anonymous. Cowards, these people.

But none the less, we have to take them seriously, which is why I'm here to protect you Mr Batten.

As you can see, I have my own protection.

Yeah, well you can ask them to stand down.

Because I'll be glued to you throughout the press conference.

I should practise this statement using the autocue.

-Would you mind?

-Course.

PHONE RINGS

KNOCK ON DOOR

Enter.

I am worried about Mrs Sarwar.

Right.

She is not answering her phone.

Well, maybe she's out.

This morning she seemed so...

so empty.

Bereavement can do that to people.

-How did her son die?

-Mrs Tembe, this is hardly the time.

This is important.

He got into a fight.

With racists.

Apparently.

And you never thought to ask her about it?

It was months ago. Before she started working here.

She lost her son. And you have not even spoken to her?

And what am I supposed to say?

They still haven't got the people who did it.

This is the man she blames.

I think she is tired of grieving quietly.

CHILDREN SHOUT

I had some tests. They said to come back.

This your idea of community service?

I'm just doing my job.

Have you filled out a medical questionnaire?

Can't remember.

I take it you remember your name?

Titch.

They call me Titch. T-I...

Yeah, I think that I can spell it.

Says here you were tested for TB.

I just want to get this cough sorted.

OK, I need you to roll up your sleeve.

I need to have a look at your arm.

Kept it clean.

12mm.

-Means?

-It means you've had a positive mantoux test.

You're going to need some blood tests. X-rays.

A proper medical evaluation.

How long have you had the cough for?

-Few weeks.

-Tiredness?

Lack of appetite?

I'm homeless. I wake up hungry. I go to bed hungry.

-Have you ever used intravenous drugs?

-So now I'm a junkie?

I'd ask that to anybody.

-You people. You're all the same.

-I want you to see a doctor.

-I'll think about it.

-You could have a serious disease.

I'll think about it.

You little.

PHONE BEEPS

Oi! She's stolen my phone.

This is a country where foreigners come first.

Where hard-working families are denied decent housing.

Unable to find jobs.

Where asylum seekers are given preferential status.

While the British taxpayer misses out.

Where crime is relentless...

Send them back!" "Shut the doors".

Easy!

Ow!

The indigenous people of these islands have been betrayed.

Sold out by the lies of politicians.

Our culture.

Our freedom.

They need to be preserved.

Some people would call me bombastic.

Mean-spirited.

The same people who would deny me the right to free speech.

-Racist!

-Sit down.

I'll tell you what I am.

A patriot.

A man who loves his country.

And that's why I'm standing for public office.

I was born.

Just down the road from here.

The heart of our city.

White working class. Rough and ready.

A community of people.

Go there now.

What's left?

Fear. Resentment. Alienation.

Another country. Children who won't speak English.

Women who cover their faces.

Compulsory repatriation.

All those of non-European descent.

Closing the borders to further immigration.

Shut the doors!

Let's take back this nation.

For the people it truly belongs to.

-Nina!

-Murderer! You murdered my son!

Get everyone out!

You murdered my boy!

You're under arrest.

Murderer! Murderer!

You're hurting me!

Get off me! What are you looking at?

I never took nothing!

Whatever she told you. She's a liar!

You stole my phone!

Get off me!

Is this it?

Yeah, thanks.

I'm not well! Tell them I'm sick.

Will you? Tell them.

I want her charged. Racial assault.

I know, you'll need to make a statement.

-I could have been blinded.

-Unfortunately you weren't.

-I should sue you for negligence.

-Let's get that hand seen to.

Could you take Mr Batten down to the interview room?

Actually, I'm with a patient.

If I can pencil that, I'll confirm with the chef and get back to you...

Look at my arm. That's police brutality.

I'm more concerned about that cough.

You can give me something for earache.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

Visitor for you.

-I've come to see her.

-She's come to stitch up Titch.

I thought you might want this.

Your friend attacked a man with intent to wound.

That's a very serious offence.

Alan Batten is a racist.

That may be so, but he's still entitled to the full protection of the law.

She has lost her son.

Hasn't she suffered enough?

Let me see her.

Maybe she will talk to me.

I'm afraid I can't do that, Mrs Tembe.

She really could do with a friend.

# Blossoms still bloom from each tree

# When leaves are still green in December. #

She has symptoms of active TB.

-I can only assess if she's fit to be interviewed.

-She needs treatment.

-She's under arrest.

-She isn't going anywhere.

-And what if she's infectious.

What's this? Staff day out? I've got an assault victim.

Caustic soda burn. Can you check him out?

Give me a minute.

PHONE RINGS

Could you... hold the line a sec, please?

Try and get through to her.

-She hates me.

-I've got to...

-Jimmi?

They stabbed him.

Three white boys.

Nobody saw their faces.

The police will find them.

You've seen how the police spend their time.

Protecting racists.

We must turn the other cheek.

I'm supposed to forgive?

If that is what it takes.

Have you ever lost a child?

How could you understand?

You are angry.

You want to scream. But you have no voice.

Hamid was nearly home.

Nearly safe.

I was watching TV.

Nina, you must try to find a way to live with this.

I died when he died.

This country killed us both.

It's a viral conspiracy. Cleansing the streets of undesirables.

-You shouldn't be sleeping rough.

-I like sleeping rough.

-I could get you into a hostel.

-Keep up!

How do you think I caught this in the first place?

I'm 17. They'll try and send me home.

Would that be such a bad thing?

A few tests. And it can be cured.

A course of antibiotics. Six months.

-Six months!

-You do want to be cured?

I don't like being tied down.

Why would you have come to see me.

You could pass this onto other people.

Contagious nuisance.

-I didn't mean that.

-A liability.

-If you won't listen to sense.

I won't play your game.

-You know what, I'm done with you.

-You're not my problem.

Do your bit for the kids on the street. Feel better about yourself.

I beg for change in the morning.

If I'm lucky, I get to buy lunch.

Bit of window shopping.

-A walk round town if it's nice.

-And that's a way to live?

I've got a library.

Full of books. Find myself a chair.

All warm and toasty.

They kick me out? Go to the park.

Get lost in the woods.

How long have you been homeless?

15, I ran away.

Been running ever since.

I'm ill. Council could get me a flat.

I could lie in bed.

Watch telly.

Thought you liked sleeping rough?

Where's that copper got to?

-OK, come on, deep breaths.

-I don't need your concern. Understand me?

-Titch, you could die from this.

-And why would you care?

I don't need anyone.

OK, deep breaths. That's it, deep breaths.

It burns.

OK, Titch, you're going to be all right.

You'll now be questioned. Do you understand?

I'll wait here for you.

How would you send me home?

Would you put me on a plane?

Or a boat?

Or maybe a train without windows?

Who the hell are you?

A friend of the woman who claims you murdered her son.

She's deluded. I'll see she's locked up.

If a man preaches hatred, we should shout him down.

That bitch tried to blind me.

Why do you hate me?

-You don't even know me.

-I know you should watch your mouth.

Do my words offend you?

I tell the truth.

Now get out of my face.

You blame everyone for your failings.

Good God-fearing people.

-God-fearing?

-Yes, I go to church.

In your fancy robes?

Singing and clapping.

Praise and Hallelujah? Let me tell you something, sweetheart.

We brought God to Africa.

White missionaries. Anglicans.

When you lot were living in mud huts and dabbling in witchcraft.

I am an educated woman.

I can barely understand you.

I left a respected job in Gabarone.

Well, why don't you go back there?

Because England is my home now.

England is mine.

My country.

And we're going to rise up.

Sweep you out.

The Muslims. The blacks.

The bleeding hearts.

You prey on people's fear.

Despair is your only hope.

I'll tell you about fear.

Despair.

My old mum.

Walking home from the pub.

Got attacked by two of your lot.

Took her purse.

Knocked her to the ground.

Gave her a kicking so she wouldn't get up again.

You wanted something done.

-It killed her.

-And you killed Nina's son. With your lies. Your poison.

The likes of you. You don't belong here.

Because you are scared.

You think I'm scared?

You're surrounded by thugs. Scrabbling about on the ground.

-The boy was unlucky.

-The boy was murdered.

-This is a war. Don't you understand that?

And you have blood on your hands.

You asked for that.

You made me do that...

I think you should drop the charges.

Or what?

Or everyone will know the real Alan Batten.

And who would believe you?

-I'm calling an ambulance.

-She doesn't need one.

She's in no state to make an informed decision.

-I'm not going to hospital.

-She'll disappear, Jimmi.

-First chance I get.

-Do you think I want her back on the street?

I am in the room, you know.

Mr Batten has decided to drop the assault charge.

Have him shown out.

How's our thieving magpie?

Refusing medical advice.

You going to charge me, or what?

I'll stick you in a cell in a minute.

The missing phone.

-We'll need a statement.

-It was a misunderstanding.

Titch was...

she was... borrowing it.

That's right. Silly mix up.

I should charge you both with wasting police time.

You, go. Get out of my sight.

Come on, let's get you home.

Headline news.

Expedites debate.

We can use this to push the agenda forward...

Yeah, well, I've got to make a statement.

Oi! Watch it!

Titch, Titch wait up.

I don't do 'thank yous'.

This is my card.

You look like a Cherry.

I used to be Emily.

That's where I work.

Six months treatment, and you'll be as good as new.

Like I said. I'll think about it.

I have decided not to press charges over today's unfortunate incident.

Well, you can use the back way if you want.

Why would we do that? Let me take you home.

Somewhere I need to go first.

-You OK?

-I would hope so.

'..I look forward to speaking at future engagements as my campaign gathers pace...'

-Hey!

-Oh, I need to get back. I'll see you at home.

'..Let's make Britain 'Great' again.'

We booked the tropical gardens for tonight.

What for?

Private party, just the two of us.

I was thinking that we could go for family therapy.

Hope you're ready to do some humping.

-What time's she coming?

-I've got to phone her.

-You haven't asked her yet?

-I know!

So how you going to get her here without suspecting?

-Oh! There's something to do before you go.

-What are you doing?!

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