Ink Doctors

Don't do it!

Aaah!

Ooooh.

Your back still playing you up, love?

Ah... I can't get comfortable.

Can you...

Can you sort these pillows out?

-That better?

-A bit.

Actually...

Can you...?

OK, sure.

Aah!

-Argh.

-Yeah?

Thank you.

I don't think I'm going to be able to move around again much today.

Probably for the best.

STOMACH GURGLES

Ooh. My tummy's rumbling.

You don't want me to make you any breakfast, by any chance, do you?

That'd be lovely.

Can you bring my mobile up?

Will do.

And don't forget - skimmed in my tea.

Is it eggs?

You're bright and breezy.

-Busy day, lots to do.

-Ooh.

You should take it easy today, love.

I was going to go hang gliding.

There you go. That should set you up.

Oh, there's no soldiers.

What?

Oh, sorry.

I wish I was at work.

I wish you was at work.

For your sake.

It's not the same without Julia and Elaine.

I think you might need a hobby.

Before my brain goes to mush.

Ooh, hey!

What about a night class?

A bit of stimulation, quality time together.

-We'd do it together, yeah.

-Right.

Spanish?

Um...

Portrait painting for beginners?

What?

Stupid idea, anyway.

Anyway, I, er...

better get off to work.

Bye, love.

Josh? That you?

Mum. Where's Katie?

Popped out early, love. Want some breakfast?

No. Thanks.

New tattoo?

Uh-huh.

You've had a lot done recently.

Was Katie all right?

I don't know, love. I just heard the front door bang.

We'll be out of your hair soon.

Katie's got a job in Manchester. We're going to move up together.

She's got a great job here.

I don't see why you've got to go to Manchester.

This job's a real step-up for Katie.

You've been good to us, Mum.

I'm not saying it isn't great here.

I'm just ready to move on.

I know you've not been sleeping well lately...

It's not that.

I'm just saying, don't rush into anything, that's all.

I really want to do this, Mum.

OK, love. Whatever's best for you.

Hi, Liam?

I wanted to ask you a favour.

Er, are you all right, Dr Clay?

Er, yeah. Overdid it a bit.

Feels like my calf's on fire.

Get one of the nurses to give you a rub down.

I'll be fine.

-Did Karen phone you over the weekend?

-Of course.

-And Heston, too?

-Yeah.

It seems none of us are good enough.

Bad backs - what can you do?

-SHE SINGS

-Remember, remember, the fifth of November!

We said we'd do something for Bonfire Night.

What were you thinking?

Well, a fireworks display, of course.

It'll be just like the Halloween party. Only better.

So, Emma, which one do you think we should do?

The big council one, or...

Um, I'm not sure yet. I've just got to...

I'll make some phone calls, find out which one's best.

-So...

-PHONE RINGS

The Mill Health Centre, how may I help you?

MUSIC: "Tired Of Waiting For You" by the Kinks

# So tired

# Tired of waiting

# Tired of waiting for you

# So tired

# Tired of waiting

# Tired of waiting for you. #

It's driving me mad lying here all day.

-JAS:

-Sorry, there's no quick fix.

There must be something.

Have you taken painkillers?

Of course.

-You're resting?

-Yeah.

Then you're doing everything you can.

Just be patient, Karen.

You'll be back on your feet in no time.

STOMACH GURGLES

No concussion.

I just look like someone who gets in fights outside bars.

How did it happen?

My boyfriend hit me with a lamp.

In his sleep.

Night terrors?

They're getting worse. Last night he trashed the bedroom.

He comes out of them so scared, but doesn't know why.

No idea what he's been dreaming about.

He's barely sleeping.

He can't hold down a job.

His life is falling apart.

I don't know what to do any more.

Get him to come in.

He flat-out refuses.

I need to see him to make a diagnosis.

If it's got to the point where he's hitting you with a lamp,

then we need to be proactive.

It's not even just the night terrors.

Josh is a complete mess.

He's gone...tattoo crazy.

He's still getting them?

Yeah, loads. But he won't do any of the aftercare.

I've nagged him. Some of the tattoos are red raw.

Infected, I think.

If there's a potential infection,

-then we need to get them checked out.

-I know.

But he won't.

Will you come and see him?

I don't believe it. Karen called me as well.

She obviously wasn't going to let it go

until she got the answer she wanted.

She should know better than that.

You'll be climbing the walls with all that caffeine.

Keeping track?

You're looking a bit tired.

-Cheers.

-You know what you two need?

Toffee apples.

Bonfire Night fun? Works outing?

Ah, yeah - no, I'm on a night shift.

-Again?

-Yeah, again.

-Jas?

-Sorry.

-Oh.

Looks like I'll be watching the fireworks through a window.

Aw. You shouldn't be on your own.

I'm having dinner with Aran, so...

Oh, thank you!

-Yeah, I'd love to come along!

-I...I... didn't...

You are such a sweetie.

Yeah, no, you're right - it would have been miserable

to be on my own tonight.

So, what's the story?

Just thought it looked good.

You been into body art for a while?

About six months.

And I presume the tattooist told you about the aftercare routine?

-A bit.

-Well, it is a good idea to follow it, prevent problems.

See, here and here... you've got a bit of an infection.

But I'll give you a course of antibiotics,

should be able to catch it before it takes hold.

Thanks for coming.

No, it's good to get Josh seen early.

Thanks.

So, have you told him about the night terrors?

-It's nothing.

-When did they start?

About six months ago.

Why, do you think there might be a link?

Between all these tattoos, one after the other in rapid succession,

and then the night terrors?

-I don't know. What do you think?

-Josh?

It's nothing, really.

I'll just take the antibiotics.

What do you think...

From a medical perspective?

I read an article about compulsive tattooing

being linked to a form of OCD.

Might be a possibility.

Do you think there might be a hint of self-harm?

It's like he's letting those tattoos become infected.

Well, it wouldn't hurt for Josh to talk to someone about it.

If you can convince him to open up.

He's always been a bit...

Fragile.

Sensitive.

It's what I first liked in him.

But now this...

His dad walked out when he was a boy.

And his last girlfriend - fiancee - Beth ran off.

Do you think that might be a factor?

Look, the main thing is, you're keeping an eye out for him.

We'll take it one step at a time, OK?

I've booked a really nice restaurant.

French.

-Lovely.

-OK with that? Not too flash?

No, no, it's fine. It's just...

Can you reserve another place?

-OK... Um, Italian?

-At the table.

Three places?

I'm sorry. Valerie muscled her way in.

I mean, completely invited herself.

-Oh, Valerie...

-I should have told her where to get off,

but I just didn't have the heart.

-Cos she was going to be on her own, and...

-You're too kind.

-Too spineless, more like.

-It's not a problem.

-Really?

-We'll still have a great time.

Now who's being too kind?

MUSIC: "Koyaanisqatsi" by Phillip Glass

Don't do it!

WOMAN SCREAMS

-What's that?

-Nothing.

For your interview.

I called a friend.

Found an opening for you here in Letherbridge.

-Systems analyst.

-Here?

It's a great job. Lots of potential.

Katie can't stay here. Her job's up north.

Katie's a lovely girl, she really is,

but it's time to focus on your career.

I know you want the best for me...

I do. That's all I want.

It's really interesting work. A biotech company.

They're coming up with new medical treatments. You'll love it.

I'll give this an iron.

It's for the best.

Have I ever let you down?

So, you, Aran and Valerie. That's a romantic dinner for three.

Don't.

Penny for the Guy, Mister, please?

How'd he take it?

Remarkably well.

He's good like that.

Yeah, he is.

I don't know what's happening, but I'm sure I'll find out soon enough.

Hollins. Have you got a minute?

Yeah.

-See you later.

-All right, mate.

I got the go-ahead.

-We're on?

-Mm.

-Come on. I'll talk you through the case.

-OK.

What's he done?

Procuring children for illegal adoption.

His name's Andrei. If that IS his real name.

Last week, he offered this little girl for sale.

Letherbridge couple paid their 15k up front...

and that was the last they saw of Andrei, or their savings.

-And the baby?

-As far as we know, she's still in Andrei's hands.

This isn't a one-off. This scam is big.

A family from Birmingham swindled of their cash.

A couple in Stoke... Tamworth...

If Andrei has a child, he hands the baby over.

If not, he takes the money and runs.

You've got to feel for these families...

So desperate to have kids.

He knows what he's doing. Supply and demand.

How does he find his marks?

Agency on Smethwick Road. Letherbridge Adoption Action.

-Is it a front?

-No, it's totally legit.

How does he find his kids?

Where are they from, here? Abroad?

Have they been snatched?

We can get into that later.

-Well, I'm in.

-Good.

I wanted this.

I know. I'm sorry.

I've been a useless boyfriend.

Thank you!

Josh! Another one?

No, don't do that. It will sting..

What does that even mean?

What the doctor said, it got me thinking.

This sequence was in my nightmare.

OK.

When I woke up,

I drew what I'd been dreaming before I forgot. It's just that one image.

So, all your tattoos...they could all be linked to your dreams.

Yeah, maybe... But why?

I wonder if it's...

Does anybody fancy some bonfire toffee?

I haven't made any since Josh was a boy.

It's easy to make. You could help me, Katie, love.

Not right now, Mum.

I think...maybe...you should go back

and have another chat with the doctor.

We want to get this sorted out quickly. Before the move.

-What about your tea?

-Katie's right.

I need to sort this out.

Sorry, Mum.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Excuse me... Dr Clay?

COUGHS

Sorry, I was just, um...

Yes, I saw. Sleeping.

-Just closed my eyes for a sec.

-Do you want me to come back?

No, fine, fire away.

It is about your diary.

There are a lot of surgeries...

Are you sure you're going to be able to keep up with your paperwork?

I'm on top of it.

Doctor Clay, overworking is not efficient.

Mrs Tembe, I'm fine.

I couldn't stop myself.

It's like Josh has to have a tattoo of whatever's in his head.

That's the only way I get any peace.

There're more on my back. A gravestone.

A "For Sale" sign. A door...

I've seen this somewhere before, I think.

PHONE RINGS

Hello, the Mill Health Centre.

'Dr Khella.'

Who's calling?

Her mother.

I'm afraid she's in with a patient at the moment.

But... Oh, Jas is lovely.

You must be so proud.

-I'm pleased you think so.

-Can I give her a message?

'I just wanted a chat.'

Her mobile doesn't seem to be working

and I haven't heard from her for a while.

'Yes, she is working very hard.'

Actually, I'm having dinner with her and Aran tonight.

Dinner...with Aran?

Yes! Oh, they're like two little love birds.

It's so sweet!

Have you been here before?

-I...

-Josh?

It's OK, you're having a panic attack.

Just slow your breathing down for me, OK? Take it slowly...

I'm OK.

So, you do remember being here?

No... Yes... I don't know!

I remember something. Flashes.

-OK, just take your time. It'll come.

-PHONE RINGS

Excuse me

If your tattoos refer to real places, we should walk around.

Put location to image.

This is it. I'm sure.

I'm so sorry, I've got to get back to the Mill.

But, if you have another panic attack,

or if you have any other problems, don't hesitate to call me, OK?

PHONE RINGS

-Mum?

-'Hi, love. Where are you?'

I'm...at the church on Stafford Street.

Why didn't you come home for your lunch?

Mum, I think my nightmares are memories.

Why don't I pick you up?

I just need to remember. Then I'll be OK.

-I'll meet you...

-'Got to go.'

Oh...

Your nightmare...it's a memory of a journey.

It must be.

I think...

I think it's starting to come back.

-Katie?

-Yeah?

I'm glad you're here.

I think I know where we're going.

Josh!

What's wrong?

Ngh!

Urgh!

Josh, I'm frightened!

Josh!

Please help us.

You two make a lovely couple.

Thank you.

Are you together because you want to be, or was it arranged?

Our families have been friends for many years. So...

We got to know each other over time, and just...

Fell in love. Aw.

I bet there's a real romantic story there, if I just keep digging.

Shall we get some menus?

So, tell me about Sikhism.

That's a big subject!

Well, er...

Sikhs believe in equality,

in the universal brotherhood of mankind, and one supreme god.

I have so many questions, I don't know where to start.

Tell me more.

Um...

In our homes, we welcome visitors from any background,

any religion, rich, poor...

Protecting the religious and political rights of all people

is very important to Sikhs.

So you get on with everybody?

-We try to.

-Mm.

So tell me all about those arranged marriages.

Excuse me!

-Who are you?

-Josh's doctor.

We need to help Josh.

Please...leave him alone. Let's all go back upstairs...

Sarah! He's having some sort of breakdown!

Josh, please don't do this.

I need to know.

You're my baby. Don't think about it.

Don't wreck everything.

Help me.

I can't bear not knowing.

But Mum says if I find out, it'll destroy me.

What's going on, Josh?

-What's over there?

-I've got to know.

Evening all!

Hey, wait until you hear this.

What's up?

I nearly broke my neck on that loose bit of carpet on the stairs.

Right. Yeah, I did say that I would mend it.

I know how busy you've been.

I have been!

Good job I wasn't too busy to cook your tea every night, wasn't it?

OK, OK. I'll get my tool box.

It's just the last thing I needed with my back.

What were you on about anyway?

It'll keep.

Get off me!

Please! Beth, no...

WOMAN SCREAMS

Door, get the door.

-Josh...

-Beth.

I'm going to use the little girls' room.

And when I get back, you can tell me all about those gurus.

I'm sorry.

Don't worry. She's harmless.

You think? You don't think she's being a bit racist?

Maybe a bit ignorant. At least she's interested.

OK. Good.

You know, we should think about telling our parents. About us.

Yeah?

I don't know.

It'd be nice to have some time, just the two of us, don't you think?

Of course. But...

You know, before we get sucked into that whirlpool.

All my mother's demands, and your mother's demands, and the pressures,

and the talk about the wedding date every other sentence,

-and my uncle...

-OK, OK!

Don't you agree?

I know what you're trying to say...

But I want them to know.

Don't you?

His ex?

No. Beth walked out on him!

Don't blame, Josh. It was me.

The police would never have believed him.

All the things we'd worked so hard to get for him...

A job, a future.

He was going to lose it all.

Josh is too sensitive. He...

He couldn't cope with what was happening.

He ran off.

For days.

And left me to bury her.

And when he came back, he'd blocked out the memories.

It was the only way he could keep going.

I'm sorry, Beth.

I'm sorry.

I need to call the police.

It was me. All me.

I just wanted to protect him.

You know how excited our families will be

-when we all get together again.

-OK, OK...

Your mum will be on cloud nine when she hears...

Oh!

-What's wrong?

-I'm hopeless. How could I forget?

Your mum phone earlier.

My mum?

I told her you were with a patient, obviously.

But we had a little chat.

I told her I was SO looking forward to coming for dinner

with you both this evening.

Oh god.

-What's wrong?

-You'd better check your phone.

Voicemail.

Have I done something wrong?

No, no. You weren't to know.

PHONE RINGS

VOICEMAIL: You have five new messages.

Message one...

And the doctor is in! Hooray!

Doctor Davey Love... Aaah!

But if I do kick it, we'll have always had this moment...

Ha ha ha ha!

The only way we can catch these baby-stealing low-lives

without putting anybody else at risk is to work undercover...

OK, sounds good to me.

As a married couple.

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