An Appropriate Adult Doctors

Name?

Lady Gaga.

-What? That's a name.

-YOUR name.

Lady Gaga.

Rihanna.

Beyonce.

-Don't suppose you care to give me your address?

-Nope.

-Date of birth?

-Dunno. Don't remember.

Take the gum out of your mouth, please.

Look. I did it. I stole the booze OK? I admit it. Can I go now?

Well, there's the problem. We need to interview you,

and we can't release you until we have your name and address.

Think about it. In the meantime, empty your pockets.

£2.67 in change...

iPod.

Smartphone.

Is this prescription medication?

Do you need to take these?

Not right now. What're you doing with my stuff?

Your possessions will be kept safe

and given back to you when you leave.

I need a doctor. My back aches, I feel sick.

We can arrange... Ah, doc, nicely timed.

We've got a celebrity in today, Lady Gaga. She says.

Can you check she's fit to interview?

-I need the loo.

-You can wait a minute.

-No, I need the loo now.

-SHE VOMITS

KNOCK ON DOOR

Emma. You're looking, um...

-I need a favour.

-Go on.

I know I've a stack of QOF reports to write,

-but I'm needed down at the station.

-Why?

Well...they got me at last.

No, just paperwork. Preparation for a court case.

Well, I suppose you better go.

Thanks! I'll make it up to you.

I'm starving now. Any chance of anything to eat?

Maybe you should try a glass of water first, see how you go.

-I could murder some chips.

-Then you really WOULD be in trouble.

Look, it's true what PC Miles said.

Without a name and address they can't bail you.

All right.

Naomi.

KNOCK AT DOOR

-How are we doing?

-Er, yeah, she's fit to interview.

What did you do to your hand?

Um...

I was... I was sanding a door.

Anyway. Quick word?

How is Lady Gaga?

Er, fine. Name's Naomi.

She gave you a name? She must like you.

She had these on her when she was arrested.

Do you know what they are?

RU-486. Otherwise known as the "abortion pill".

You can take this early in pregnancy, up to nine weeks.

It induces a miscarriage.

-Presumably they're for her?

-Well, given that she was being sick...

-So she's pregnant.

-Poor kid.

Brian! Good to see you.

-Jimmi.

-Emma.

The joys of paperwork, eh?

Yes.

It's good to see your happy smiling face.

All right, what do you want?

Nothing. I just meant, you're more cheerful than Dr Chuckles there.

-Who?

-Dr Clay. What's the matter with him anyway?

I didn't know that anything was.

He's walking round like a wet weekend.

Chuckles?

Course I am. I know I am.

I did a load of those tests.

How far?

'Bout two months.

-Do you know who the father is?

-I think so.

You THINK? Um, how many sexual partners have you had?

Only about 1,000.

I'm joking. I know who it is and he won't be interested.

Does he even know?

He's just this bloke I slept with once, OK?

He won't want to play daddy and bring it up and I don't want him around.

What about your family? Do they know?

My mum.

She went mad when she found out, but she's all right now.

She's helping me get rid of it.

Is... Is that what you want? Have you considered other options?

Keep it, you mean? No. Why would I want a kid?

Maybe you should be more careful not to get pregnant in the first place.

I was careful!

Anyway, you can't lecture me. You're not supposed to lecture me.

I'm just trying to help before it's too late to do anything else.

You're carrying a whole new life. Lots of women are desperate to have a baby.

-They'd give anything to be you.

-They can have it, then! Cos I don't want it.

No. Cos you're irresponsible and selfish

and you want to take a pill and flush it away because you can't be bothered!

I'd be a useless mum, then, wouldn't I?

-It's a good job I'm getting rid of it!

-Look. I, um...

You slag me off.

What about you?

You're mental.

That thing you do, touching doors. You think I didn't see?

Obsessive... Obsession something.

-You're an expert?

-My nan had it.

Except with her it was touching light switches,

making sure everything was off.

Take her hours to leave the house.

Oi! Hey! Let me out!

It's not locked.

Easy, see?

What's going on?

Nothing.

I just want to get out of this dump and go home.

Next of kin? Address?

My mum. Carol Fryer.

She lives at 42 Beacon Street.

And I want a woman doctor.

That could be arranged.

Doc, quick word?

What is going on?

Um... I'm not feeling too good at all.

You look terrible. Maybe you should go home.

It's OK, Dr Reid's here. She can take over.

I'll go and ring Naomi's mum. Make her day, no doubt(!)

There, look at that!

You look beautiful.

So grown-up.

I tell you what...

How about I get some of my own make-up and do your face?

-Proper makeover, eh? While we're at it.

-Yeah.

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Speaking.

So, she's pregnant?

Oh, let me guess.

She's decided to keep it,

and she's already picking out baby names

and choosing clothes.

No, opposite, it seems. She can't wait to get rid of it. I don't know how she can be so cold.

How are you feeling?

I just...want to get my head down for a bit.

Don't worry. I can handle this. Stroppy teenagers... Years of practice.

You just take care of yourself.

I've been out of my mind.

Naomi went off this morning and she didn't come back.

I was just about to report her missing.

What was she arrested for?

She stole booze from a supermarket. Allegedly.

What's going to happen to her?

Well, now you're here, we can caution her and you can take her home.

Er, the police surgeon has seen her.

Why? What's wrong? Is it the baby?

No, no, she's just been sick, that's all.

Morning sickness, poor love. She's had it badly.

What we women go through!

Can I see her?

Yeah. Follow me.

I'm sorry. I never meant to get in any trouble.

It's all right, darling, just so long as you're OK.

Eh?

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Hi, it's Jimmi. Um, have you got a minute?

It's about Carol and Naomi.

Is there a problem?

'I thought I remembered the name Carol Fryer.'

She was a patient of mine years ago.

She never had kids. She had a hysterectomy.

So whoever Naomi is, she's not Carol's daughter.

Right. I'll handle it.

-OK. Keep me posted.

-Yeah, will do.

Can I have a word? Before they leave.

I thought I'd have to go to hospital, have an operation.

I didn't know you could just take a pill.

-Are you sure that's what you want?

-Yeah.

I'm 15. I don't want to be stuck at home with a kid, no way.

It IS young to be a mum.

Anyway...you're a doctor.

I wanted to ask... When I take the pill, what's going to happen?

Is it going to hurt?

Well, it'll be like having a very heavy period.

You'll need to take it easy.

Bed rest for one or two days.

Didn't your doctor go through all this when they gave you the prescription?

Naomi. You have seen a doctor?

What for? We knew I was pregnant. Carol sorted it out.

Carol got you the pills?

Unless you've seen a doctor, we can't be sure it's safe for you to take.

Course it's safe. Carol wouldn't give me them if they were dangerous.

You still need to see a GP. Who are you registered with?

You ARE registered?

There's no need. She looks after all of us.

All of you?

I've rescued five of them, all girls.

Girls are more vulnerable, aren't they?

So, OK, Naomi's not my daughter. But she's as good as.

It started with her and her sister.

Naomi's got a sister?

Becca. She's younger, 13.

Lovely kid.

I found them going through the bins looking for food.

They were homeless. They'd run away.

You can imagine what from.

Abuse?

And the rest. Their parents were junkies, useless.

People like that don't deserve kids.

You know, they'd never even reported their girls missing?

That's how much they cared.

So you adopted them?

They needed someone to look after them.

I wanted kids and... I can't have any of my own.

But you can't just take kids off the street.

Why not? No-one else does anything.

I care about them. If that's a crime, arrest me.

Look, I know Naomi's difficult.

But I don't blame her.

I'd be difficult if I'd had her life.

I'm trying to give her a chance.

I'm going to have to call in social services. You know that.

Educational welfare. All the authorities.

Will they take the girls away?

That's up to them, not me. They'll assess you.

Look, if you want to do this, do it properly.

You could be a foster parent.

They're crying out for them. You'd be paid. Given support.

Fill in a million forms and go on training courses

to do what I'm doing already?

If you really care as much as you say,

social services will help you.

They're useless. They've done nothing for any of my girls.

Didn't have them in care, didn't even know they existed.

It terrifies me to think what would've happened to them

if I hadn't found them.

I looked after Becca by myself for a year.

I dunno what I would've done if Carol hadn't found us.

-You could've gone into foster care.

-No way. They split you up.

That's not necessarily true. They try and keep siblings together.

That's not what Carol says.

Then Carol lied to you.

Get her to take you to a doctor.

And if you're going to go home and take those pills, then...

My mobile.

If you get scared or need help,

ring me.

KNOCK AT DOOR

All right, darling?

PC Miles just has to interview you and then I can take you home.

Don't worry.

I'm going to sit in on the interview with you the whole time.

You just let her take Naomi away?

She's been cautioned - no reason to keep her.

Except for the fact that Carol isn't even her mum!

You think Carol's a criminal. Where's your proof?

She collects runaways like other people collect shoes.

Don't you think it's cause for concern?

I've put the relevant authorities in touch. They'll deal with it.

How long will that take?

They'll go to the house, they won't be able to force entry,

she'll fob them off for weeks.

-Or just leave.

-What makes you think she's not legit?

Brian, these are runaway girls living on the streets.

They'll need medical attention.

If she's that concerned, why hasn't she taken any of them to a doctor?

Or even registered them?

-What were you thinking of?

-I'm sorry.

Now we're going to have social services all over us saying I'm not fit to look after you.

All because you had to go out nicking stuff and you had to get caught!

I'm sorry.

Hiya.

Why have you got all that stuff on?

I gave her a makeover.

Why not?

She wanted to try it out.

She's growing up so fast. Aren't you?

Take it off!

Take it all off, now!

What is your problem?

If you don't like it here, you can always leave.

-You and Becca.

-No.

-There are plenty of girls who'd be grateful,

who want to be looked after.

-If you don't think I'm looking after you...

-No, please.

You've got us all into trouble.

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

'You're that doctor? Dr Reid?'

Naomi?

Yeah. I need to talk to you. It's important.

OK. Where?

'Come to the house.'

Don't get out of the car. Just ring my mobile once when you're outside.

I'll come out to you.

Give me the address.

Hello.

-Thanks for coming.

-You wanted to talk to me?

CAR PULLS UP

Naomi?

I can't tell the police this.

I'm not the police.

Carol's furious with me already.

Has she hurt you? Has she done something?

No, nothing like that. It's my fault. I've ruined everything.

How d'you mean?

Who's that?

That's Ronnie.

Ronnie? Ronnie who?

One of the regulars. He's a bit boring.

He can't actually do the business, so we just...

Look, this is my choice. No-one's making me do it.

Anyway, it's just a job. Blokes come to the house.

They're not violent, or dodgy cos Carol checks.

Half the time they don't even want to do it, they just sit and talk.

Even when they do, I don't mind. I...tune it out.

Can't you see that Carol's exploiting you?

No, cos she isn't. She gives me half the money.

When I've got enough I'll get a flat for me and Becca

and I won't have to do it any more.

Carol says I'm really bright. I could go into business with her...

Or make my own.

You shouldn't have to live like this.

You think it's different anywhere else?

-Not everyone is a pimp.

-Everyone I've met is.

My stepdad, he wanted to do the same to me AND Becca.

That's why we left. At least Carol's kind to us.

So this is how you became pregnant.

And why you don't want to keep it?

I can't work if I'm pregnant.

You tell me how I could get this much money?

I'm 15. I don't even get benefits for another year.

What about Becca?

I'm doing this FOR her. So she doesn't have to. And she never will.

-Carol's promised me.

-And you trust her?

OK. Well, if everything's fine, and you're happy and Becca's safe,

why did you ask me to come here?

What do you want me to do?

The thing is...

Oh, no...

-Oh, no.

-SHE LOCKS DOORS

-What are you doing?!

-Taking you somewhere safe.

No. You can't leave Becca there. Let me out!

-Let me out!

-All right.

Carol, I'm sorry!

Get back inside!

I want to report a crime at 42 Beacon Street.

-I don't know what you're talking about.

-Child prostitution. Is that clear enough?

I wouldn't believe anything Naomi says.

What makes you think Naomi told me? All these gentleman callers.

Come to have sex with an underage girl, have you?!

No wonder you hit the roof when she was pregnant.

Bad for business.

You can make all the wild accusations you want...

How much do you earn from your girls, anyway? £1,000 a day?

-I've had enough of this.

-Going to assault me?

The police'll be here any minute.

Carol, I'm sorry.

No! Come here!

Stop it, stop it, stop it!

SIRENS

You understand why you're being arrested?

I didn't assault her. She assaulted me!

Give it a rest, Carol.

Everyone's dressed up to the nines.

You're obviously open for business. We're conducting a search of the premises.

As I explained, we can do this without a warrant if we suspect

criminal activity is taking place or is about to take place.

This is my house.

Me and the girls live here.

We're a family.

Search all you like, you won't find anything.

There's no drugs here, there's nothing criminal going on.

She's lying.

What are you saying, love?

You threatened to chuck us out or...

-I've got nothing to lose, have I?

-No.

Naomi, love, I didn't mean it.

You know how I get sometimes.

You meant it.

Let's get on with it?

It's all right, Becca. Everything's going to be fine.

I'll check the kids out at the station.

None of them need immediate medical attention.

Of course they don't. I look after them. I love my girls.

-Well, they make you so much money, don't they?

-Let's go.

We'll see what the punters say. They'll sell you out to save themselves.

-If there were any punters. And if you could find them.

-I've a good memory for faces.

You'll never prove anything.

Making me out to be some sort of evil sex trafficker.

I don't beat my girls up, or get them addicted to junk

so they can't leave.

I don't imprison them.

There are no locked doors here.

Those girls know they can leave any time they want

and do you know what? They stay.

Because they know they're better off here. I protect them.

-I'm the only one that cares about them.

-Get her in the car.

I'd keep quiet if I were you.

Find yourself a lawyer. Maybe one of your punters can do the honours.

I couldn't do this if people looked after their kids but they don't. Animals are treated better.

Get her in the car.

-Doc. You off?

-Yeah.

-What did she say?

-Two words. "No" and "comment".

Naomi gave a statement, though She's got guts.

Will it be enough?

If we get the punters to give evidence...

The other girls won't say a word against Carol.

They'll go into emergency foster care. Get counselling. Whether it'll help...

-Naomi wanted to speak to you. She and her sister are out front.

-OK.

Naomi.

Um...

Thanks. For everything.

Are you going to be OK?

Yeah.

I'm still going to take those pills, though.

Are you sure?

I don't want a baby. Don't want it to have a life like mine.

Rebecca Taggart? I'm Paul Wood, from social services.

We've found a foster place for you. I'll take you there.

We're both going.

Oh, I've only got one child down here.

The foster carer only has one place.

I'm her sister, I've got to go with her.

Naomi Taggart? Someone else is finding a place for you. I'm sure they'll be here soon.

No. We stay together.

-Naomi, listen, it's an emergency placement, just for tonight.

-No!

We'll try and find someone who can take you both.

I don't want to go.

-Don't upset your sister.

-You're the one upsetting her!

You can see her tomorrow. Or as soon as...

Come on, Naomi. Let the man do his job.

Get off! Get off! Leave her alone!

-It's going to be all right.

-No, on, leave her alone!

-Naomi, come on.

Leave her alone! It's your fault. You said we wouldn't be separated!

I said I'd try! NAOMI SPITS

-Hey!

-You're worse than her!

-Now, come on.

-Let me go!

-You don't want me to have to arrest you again.

You don't want to spend the night here, eh?

NAOMI SOBS

Thanks for letting me crash your evening for a moan.

Thanks for the wine.

Shame Cherry's not here.

Hmm.

Girly night out with Mandy. I don't think I'd be good company.

How are you feeling?

Better.

It's just...

I had no idea. I-I don't think I handled her very well, or the situation.

Don't be daft. If it wasn't for what you knew about Carol,

we'd never have caught her.

Result, then.

Emma, you did the right thing.

I'm not so sure.

You think it would've been better to leave Naomi there?

No, of course not.

Well, then.

It's just that, after all this time,

everything she's been through,

Naomi managed to stay with her sister.

I broke them up.

For their own good, of course.

Think about the long-term.

Long-term? Hmm!

What are their chances? Any of those girls?

They're likely to end up on the streets, in prison,

on drugs or dead.

But you've given Naomi a chance. You have to hope.

Maybe I just needed to hear someone say that.

Well...

Here's hoping.

I should go home.

You going to be OK?

-Yeah. Can you call me a taxi?

-Yeah, sure, course.

I booked it.

Wow. There's no stopping you. Where?

Majorca. Don't mention it to Cherry. It's a surprise.

Seth! What do you think you're doing?

There's only rubbish to eat.

Stop that, please. Look at the mess you're making. Seth!

Jimmi?

Jimmi?

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