Glad Rags Doctors

RETCHING

TOILET FLUSHES

Remind me again why we do this?

Admit it, we had fun, didn't we?

Did we? I don't remember.

Spoken like a true free spirit.

Eight hours of non-stop death rock, some of us are feeling the pace.

You've just had too much to drink.

I feel awful.

Good. Throw a sickie. I am.

You know I can't do that.

-It's just a job, Lou.

-I'd better get changed.

Er...

Not putting on weight, are you?

Get some coffee on.

-Whoa! What's with the straight jacket?

-You look nice, Mum.

Is the right answer.

Thank you very much, Imogen.

Where are you off to anyway?

You mean we.

Is that what you're wearing?

Come on, guys! We need to make a good impression this afternoon.

That means dressing smart and turning up on time.

I've already told you, I ain't going.

It's called family therapy for a reason.

You are not bailing on me! You promised!

I did nothing of the sort.

And if you think a little chit chat is going to solve

our family problems, then you're barking up the wrong tree.

Do not dare...

-If you want to go, Karen, that's up to you.

-Right!

MOBILE PHONE BLEEPS

PHONE RINGS BLEEPS

Loulou!

OK, how about Endless Love?

-You'd make a great Luther Vandross.

-What, with you?

You can't see me as Mariah Carey?

No, on the contrary. I think you'd be perfect.

-What are you trying to say?

-I think you are both wrong in your choices.

Any rendition of Endless Love should be done in the style of the original

artists - Miss Diana Ross and Mr Lionel Ritchie.

-And what about you two?

-What about us two?

Have you thought of a song yet?

We've had a little think.

Haven't we, Zara?

Fluffy love songs are more Daniel's cup of tea.

I wouldn't know where to begin.

We could all go for lunch and discuss song titles?

I've got a few suggestions.

-Actually, we're...

-We're trying out a new restaurant.

-Oh. Which one?

-Le Restaurant Bleu.

-It's French.

And very exclusive.

Maybe me and Jimmi could tag along?

Its reservations only. It's a table for two. So another time?

Yeah. Make sure you tell us all about it.

-Now where are you going?

-Not me. You.

Have you gone completely mad?

This family is falling apart.

So, you either agree to come this afternoon, or you find yourself somewhere else to live.

I'm not bluffing, Rob.

I will do whatever it takes to get this family back on its feet, with or without you.

I mean it, Rob.

Get on board or get out.

You are opening a whole new can of worms here, Karen.

-I hope you know that.

-Is that a yes?

It's a complete waste of time. All right!

But if this goes belly-up,

be it on your head.

Excuse me.

-Is Mrs Tembe here?

-No, I'm afraid she's on her break.

-Can I help?

-I'm her neighbour. I need to have a word.

I'm sure she won't be long.

-I've got stuff to do.

-Why don't you take a seat?

Loulou Adams.

-Doctor Wilson will see you now.

-PHONE RINGS

Yeah? OK.

Heidi Quinn,

you can go through.

Mr Waterhouse.

I know I've been burning the candle at both ends, but I've never been so shattered.

You feel tired all the time?

-Just generally under the weather.

-Any other symptoms? Any nausea?

Some. Usually when I've had too much to drink.

Have you been drinking excessively?

-No, which is weird.

-In what way?

I threw up again this morning, and I didn't touch a drop last night.

-Have you put on any weight?

-I've been trying to lose a few pounds.

That's why I've cut down on the boozing.

Are you using any form of contraception?

You don't think I could be pregnant?

Easy way to find out.

We can talk in here.

No, thanks.

If you don't mind, I would like to sit.

What is it you wanted to talk about?

-Like you don't know!

-I'm afraid I do not understand.

You shopped me to Social Services.

-I can assure you I did no such thing.

-Well, someone did.

-I can only think of one person who'd do that.

-Upon what evidence

-are you basing this?

-Evidence?

You're the only one who knows about me leaving Cameron the other day.

Do you realise what could happen to us?

I'm sorry that someone reported you to the Social Services,

-but I can assure you I had nothing to do with it.

-I don't believe you.

It is true I did discuss your circumstances with a colleague, but I decided to do nothing.

Contrary to what you might think, I am not a busybody.

And blabbing to a doctor, that makes you what?

A concerned neighbour, that is all.

Would a second one make any difference?

Probably not.

Can you remember when you had your last period?

About six weeks.

My cycle's not regular.

And you've not been pregnant before?

What am I going to do?

-Have you discussed this with your partner?

-Mitch?

He's just a big kid himself.

I think a baby would only cramp his style.

Love, I can see this is a shock, but...

you do need to think about what you're going to do next.

-And you need to talk to Mitch.

-I'm not sure that's a conversation I'm ready to have.

Then we can talk about it, if you want?

I don't like leaving Cam on his own,

but I had no other choice. You do understand that, don't you?

I understand it must be difficult for you.

From now on, I will do anything that I can.

-And if that means getting help for you...

-What?

-If there's anything that you need...

I don't need your sympathy, all right?

And I certainly don't need someone like you giving me help!

From now on, you stay out of my business.

Lou?

Lou?

-Lou... What the hell are you wearing?

-What are you doing here?

-My question exactly.

-I had an appointment. What's your excuse?

-Who's Steve?

You've been reading my messages?

-What's going on?

-Nothing's going on.

Is that why you're dressed like that?

Looking for something better, a bit more up-market?

-It's nothing like that.

-So enlighten me.

You change clothes, you make appointments behind my back.

What else have you been keeping from me?

Why don't we start with that ridiculous get-up?

Nothing is going on.

Just don't do this here, OK?

-What's going on, Lou? Tell me!

-Hey!

-Is everything all right, Loulou?

-And who are you?

-This is Doctor Wilson.

Just go home, OK? We'll talk about this later. All right?

Mrs Tembe...

You OK?

My apologies, Doctor Granger.

Mr Brady missed his appointment this morning. Would you give him a call?

-I will do it now.

-Ready?

-Let's do it.

Someone's in a rush! Oh, don't forget, I want a full report.

Report?

Yeah. Le Restaurant Bleu?

PHONE RINGS

-Hi.

-Alex said you'd gone home.

-Are you all right?

-'Yeah, I'm fine.'

-You sound it!

I'm OK.

It's not, is it?

I went to the doctor. I'm pregnant.

Oh.

-So what are we going to do?

-What do you mean "we"?

-You know I'm here for you.

-Mitch was at the surgery.

-He followed me.

-Does he know?

-No, but he read your text.

-Then we've got a problem.

Nervous?

It's just a procedure. We're making a baby like other couples do. Right?

I'm proud of you. Going through this again.

-As long as you keep up your end of the bargain.

-Already taken care of.

I've still got your saucy video.

Put that away! We haven't got time to mess about!

-I love you.

-I know.

You're drunk.

Tell me about Steve.

-He's a bloke from work.

-Ha!

I've got to hand it to you...

-I had no idea.

-Mitch, you're really off the mark.

I'd say I'm bang-on. You're pregnant!

-You don't even want kids!

-I never said that. We never even talked about it.

-Looks like you did more than talk about it, doesn't it?!

-Don't be daft, Mitch.

I know what I saw. You and him.

In your knickers!

I followed you. So don't give me any more of that bull.

All right, you tell me. What exactly did you see?

Am I the father?

It's a simple question, Lou.

Is it me...or is it Stevie boy?! Tell me!

Get off!

-How was it for you?

-Good. You?

Quick.

-That's the easy part done.

-For you, maybe.

Implantation is no picnic.

I'll come and hold your hand.

-If it doesn't work this time...

-Yes, thank you.

I know.

Oh... Oh! Doctor Wilson. There is a telephone call for you.

-Is it urgent?

-A matter of life and death.

Miss Adams.

-Hello?

-I think I've killed him!

-Who?

-Mitch. I didn't know who else to call.

-Calm down. Start at the beginning.

-He came at me.

I was thinking of the baby.

-He's out cold.

-Are you with him now?

-Yeah. And he's bleeding!

OK, I need you to make sure he's breathing and check for a pulse.

Anything?

I don't know!

Try the wrist...and the neck.

-Yeah, he's breathing.

-Good, now tell me where you are.

-I'm at home.

-I want you to call an ambulance

and get a clean towel to staunch the bleeding.

-I'm on my way.

-OK.

-Do you need me to call the police?

-No, I've got this one.

-You fancy going out tonight?

-You mean take our minds off the waiting?

-Yeah. Dinner?

You've just had lunch.

-Yes, we did.

-So, what was the restaurant like then?

-Truthfully, the...

-The starters were promising, but the main event was...

-A big disappointment.

-Sorry. Excuse me.

-I'd have to agree.

The service was very sterile, I thought, and the atmosphere...

-Clinical. Just clinical.

-Clinical.

-Oh.

I need to look.

I'll live.

OK, have you felt sick or dizzy?

You have a head injury that's bleeding, I would be a lot happier

-if you would let me examine it.

-Just leave it, will you?

OK.

Loulou...

..have you got any cold water or some ice?

Yeah, in the kitchen.

Do you want to tell me what's going on here?

That vase, did he chuck it at you?

-What?

-You can tell me in confidence.

-Just sit anywhere.

-Mum!

-I want full participation.

Hello.

Oh!

-Gremlins?

-Nothing I cannot handle.

Um... We've got an appointment with Elaine.

Oh... I will tell Doctor Cassidy you are here.

She's on another call.

I will try again in a minute.

-You've got the caps lock on.

-Thank you.

If he's sensible, he'll pitch up at A&E.

I can call the police, if that's what you want.

He was upset. It was an accident.

You don't have to be a victim.

There are people who can offer support.

Find you a place in a refuge...

Mitch doesn't hit me.

He's not that kind of a man.

He thinks I'm having an affair.

-Are you?

-He saw me in another man's house, with my clothes off.

A case of two and two make five.

OK, so what did he really see?

I have a work colleague, Steve. I use his house.

I'm a PA in an architects' office.

No-one's going to take me seriously dressed like Darth Vader.

Steve lets me use his house to keep my office stuff there.

And you change on the way to work?

Mitch doesn't get the dress code.

If he saw me dressing all normal for work, he would think I was selling out.

Or worse, that I didn't want him.

So you keep it a secret?

But now he thinks you're keeping a different kind of secret.

-Does he know you're pregnant?

-He heard me on the phone to Steve.

But Mitch is the father, right?

-Yeah, except...

-You haven't told him?

He started shouting. I was scared.

-I can understand that.

-No, you don't understand.

I'm more concerned about what this means for us.

For Mitch, being a goth isn't just about the clothes or the music.

For him, it's a way of life.

You don't think Mitch is ready to be a father?

But you can't lie to him. These kind of situations will only escalate.

You've got to tell him the truth.

I lied about the clothes to protect our relationship.

Yeah, and he's just left here a very angry man.

PHONE RINGS

Steve. Where are you?

I'm at home.

You'll never guess who's come to pay me a visit!

Don't let him in. I'll be right over.

Come on!

You and me, outside!

Or I'll have to smash this window!

Come on!

OK, good to see you all here.

I'm sure you're all feeling a little bit strange.

I'd like you to see it as a chance to talk.

My role is simply to act as a catalyst, to help you build on what you already have as a family.

Rob, how do you feel about starting?

I'm not the one with the problem.

That's her.

I'm more interested in the dynamics between you as a family.

Here we go.

OK, maybe we can talk about Imogen's problems as a source of family conflict?

Is there any way you think they could have been addressed differently?

Imogen, what do you think?

I don't know.

Jack?

-Get off me!

-Steve, get off him!

Mitch, what possessed you to do this?

-I just want the truth.

-The truth? You're looking at the truth!

What? These are yours?

Why?

Steve lets me keep some clothes here, babe. That's all.

What's wrong with the clothes you've got at home?

You know I can't wear that stuff around the office.

Not if I want to do well in my job.

And I do, OK?

I'm good at it.

Why couldn't you say this to me before? Why go to all this effort?

I think Loulou was scared of hurting you.

-From where I am, it looks like she's done that already.

-Steve's a mate, OK? That's all.

On my boyfriend's life.

So the baby's mine?

But it doesn't have to change anything, OK?

And I don't expect you to change.

-We can still be together.

-No.

If we're going to have this baby, then we do it properly.

-But I thought...

-Starting a family, it changes everything.

I can't do the antenatal clinics dressed like this.

What about the all-night death rock?

This is the perfect excuse to slow down a bit.

-You? Slow down?

-I just put in the hours because I thought that's what you wanted.

I just want a full night's sleep!

-Does this mean we're finally settling down?

-I think it does!

We need to get that head seen to.

I can take you both to St Phil's.

-What about these clothes?

-What about them?

No point keeping them here any more.

Not when we've got a home already for them.

Who dresses you in the morning?

Excuse me?

I'm just saying, if ever you need some extra wardrobe space...

I'll bear that in mind.

I know that Rob and I have had our ups and downs, but we can get through this.

Rob is angry with Immie, but only because he feels let down by her.

Jack, I know he was wrong to cover for his sister, but it only shows he cares.

And Immie...

has made mistakes, but she's only young.

Everybody deserves a second chance, don't they?

And how does anyone else feel?

Right, that's it.

-What are you doing?

-Time's up. I'm sorry, but this has been a waste of time.

I did tell you it would be.

-Elaine, I'm so sorry.

-Nothing I haven't heard before.

Erm, Rob's...

-sceptical.

-It's OK. I enjoyed hearing your thoughts.

I really appreciate you doing this.

It takes time.

I've led sessions that started a lot worse than that.

We just need to find a way to get the others to talk.

We'll see what happens next week.

Next week?

Ooh, we're not done yet.

Jack, you idiot!

Thank you all for your support in there.

-It was a waste of time, Mum.

-Oh.

Not according to Elaine.

And next week, you get the chance to prove her right.

-Next week?

-Yeah.

And you lot get to do the talking then.

You've got to be kidding?

I wore heated mittens for an hour to get my hands like this.

-Then use the gloves.

-You here for the meeting, my friend?

-Yeah. Well, I was thinking about it.

-You've got a criminal record.

So have you, but at least mine isn't from stealing mascara from Boots.

-You interfering cow!

-Who's that?

Her next door.

There's no way I'm letting a foreigner organise me!

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