Killing Me Softly Doctors

BELL DINGS

Never mind. I'll get something on my way to work.

Oi!

We're doing jewellery now. Necklaces. Bracelets.

Ideal Christmas presents.

Thank you so much for introducing me, Mandy.

It's like a whole new world.

Morning.

Hey.

Hi, Jimmi.

You must be saving a fortune on petrol, Dr Clay.

2.4Ks in. Same going back. All adds up.

Nobody told me Usain Bolt was coming.

-Scoff all you like. I've never felt better.

-Come on, mate, you've got to do the pose.

Come on. One for the grandchildren.

Jimmi. Just the man. Dr Al Haskey's starting today.

Good. And?

As Howard's away, I thought you could take him in hand.

-Make introductions. Give him the tuppeny tour.

-I've got a lot on.

-Isn't this the last day before your holiday?

-Exactly.

I've got a full patient list, notes to catch up on. Can't Kevin do it?

This needs gravitas. Finesse.

First impressions and all that.

Good, knew I could rely on you.

There we are. One sock. Now there's a bootie coming. There we go.

-One!

-Nearly done.

-And there we are.

Who's a good girl?

There's the other one! Clever girl.

What are we going to do today? Are we going to go to the park? Feed the ducks?

Half past three.

Or shall we stay at home and play a game?

That's when Andrei's coming to pick her up.

And in the meantime,

we're supposed to be playing happy families, aren't we?

Shall we play pat-a-cake? Pat a cake, pat a cake, baker's man!

Bake me a cake as fast as you can!

It's a nightmare. Total disaster.

-She seems to be enjoying it.

-She must have skin like a rhinoceros.

The other girls can't stand her and they're blaming me,

cos I brought her.

Don't look at me, mate.

I don't even like ginger nuts.

-How do you know they were ginger nuts?

-Lucky guess?

I need my morning sugar hit.

Sounds to me like someone needs Dr Doughnut!

-Dig in.

-Cheers, mate, you're a life saver.

I shouldn't really, but...

Go on. Be a devil.

Jam or ring?

Fair enough. All the more for me.

Anyone fancy a cuppa?

No, ta.

Dr Carter wants me to show you around.

-Introduce you to everyone.

-Well, I've already met these ignoramuses.

-Hey!

We got some of the questions right.

You were getting slaughtered till I saved your bacon.

You were at the quiz?

Pub quizzes paid for my beer all through med school.

You should have seen him in action. A total legend.

I am a walking encyclopaedia.

President's nicknames, national flowers...

Danish Kings and Queens.

Danish Kings and Queens.

It's amazing when some insignificant factoid will come in useful.

I'll show you around before morning surgery.

Now?

Why not?

I need something to wash down this smultring.

That's Norwegian for doughnut.

Told you. He's a legend.

Tea can wait.

Practice Manager's office.

Supply cupboard.

Nurse's room.

-Back patio. Staff only.

-Smoking area?

-Yes. Not that anybody...

-Fatty food and a nicotine habit?

-Live fast, die young, leave a good looking corpse.

Have you brought shoes to change into?

-What's wrong?

-They're tatty.

-They're comfortable.

They aren't the image that we want to project.

So, if I wore polished Oxfords, that would make me a better medic?

No, but your patients might have more respect for you.

Patients are going to come to me because I'm a good doctor.

If they're more bothered about my fashion sense, they can jog on.

I knew that I recognised you from somewhere. This morning. Bath Road. Doing your Chariots of Fire bit.

-It's called getting some exercise.

-Sucking up all that carbon monoxide? Very good for you.

I'm training for a marathon. Reckon I'll beat my personal best.

Do you know how many amateur runners need knee operations?

That's not to mention arthritis, tendonitis, chondromalacia.

Poor preparation, poor technique.

You might feel fit now,

but by the time you're 50, you'll be knackered.

You'll feel like you deserve a medal just for climbing the stairs.

There you are. Showing the new boy around.

Something wrong?

Not only has somebody had to cheek to use my Portmeirion,

-but they haven't had the decency to clean it afterwards.

-That would have been me.

I see.

Don't tell me you've got your names written on your lunch boxes?

Please! We're not that petty.

JC on all my yoghurts. Red marker pen.

First day. You weren't to know, but in the future...

Your cup. Hands off. Got it.

Right, well, if you'll excuse me, I have a lot of things to do, patients to see.

Oh, Jimmi.

Could Dr Haskey sit in on a few of your consultations?

Get to know the house style.

Cool.

If you could just raise your arm for me, see how high you can get that.

Is that about the limit? OK. We need to work on the flexibility.

The good news is it's not infected.

The bad news is, there's no "U" in forever.

Right, there you go. Try and keep that dry. Thank you.

I'm sorry my patients are boring you. What did you expect?

This is Letherbridge, not Medecins Sans Frontieres.

First day nerves. I yawn when I'm nervous.

At least pretend to be interested.

I thought we had you booked in for next week?

This couldn't wait.

OK.

-I want a referral.

-For?

A gastric band.

You've been on the diet plan for...

Six months, three weeks.

And you've lost...

21 kilograms.

That is really good.

It's not enough.

According to your BMI, you're overweight, but not obese.

I'm still a pig.

You've done really well, though, sticking to the diet, the exercise routine.

I need to lose more, quicker.

That could be dangerous.

I don't care. I want things to be as they were.

I was a size ten when I got married, now I can barely squeeze into a 14.

Your progress has been really good.

I'm not sure that a gastric band is warranted.

So, you won't help me?

If you want, I could review your diet plan.

I thought you'd understand.

Is there anything else you'd like to talk about, Mrs Malladine?

What? No.

Only, I couldn't help noticing the blood. On your sleeve.

It's a scratch. Next door's cat.

I came here to do something about my weight.

But still, if there's anything else bothering you...

There isn't.

I understand that with pain comes comfort.

Comfort?! You think I did this to myself?

How dare you say such a horrible thing!

We're here anytime if you...

What?

You were supposed to be observing.

You did notice the blood?

-Yes.

-She's a cutter. It's classic.

If she is, we have to wait until she's ready to talk to us.

-And what if she's never ready?

-Your job isn't just about knowing your Grey's Anatomy back to front.

It's about trust.

You need to learn that.

Rob! Something's wrong.

She's got a temperature.

Hey. What's the matter, you?

Are you poorly?

We should call Andrei.

Put the handover back a couple of days, just till she's well.

I think she's OK.

You're not a doctor.

No. But I do have two kids.

Trust me.

Are we doing the right thing?

Can we trust Andrei to look after her?

Perhaps there's another way we could get him, one that doesn't involve her?

She never asked to be a part of this.

So, when does the real tour begin?

Pubs. Clubs. Kebab shops.

And what's the buzz on the nurses? Do a snog, marry, avoid.

I'm just trying to fit in.

Yeah, very trying.

I told you, I'm all right.

Mrs Malladine?

I fainted at work. My boss has insisted that I come and get the all clear before going back.

I'll see if Dr Clay's free.

Isn't there someone else?

Judith. What happened?

-I forgot to have any lunch. That's all.

-Come through.

There must be someone else?

There's Dr Carter. But you'll have to wait.

Oh, OK. Let's get this over with.

Can you roll up your sleeve, please?

Is that really necessary?

You collapsed.

I fainted.

I need to make sure there is nothing more serious underlying.

You know...some people find it helpful to talk.

I can't.

If you want, I can refer you to a specialist counsellor.

You don't understand.

Then let me try?

It's been going on for so long...

KNOCKING

Yes?

Judith!

-I told you to wait.

-It's OK.

-Someone called me from the library. Said you were ill.

-It's nothing.

I dropped everything.

No need.

I still need to examine you.

I'm feeling much better.

Five minutes?

I should be getting back to work.

Work? I'm taking you home. You need some rest.

Lots of TLC.

You know where we are if....

Thanks for looking after her. Is there something I should be worried about?

I'm sorry, you're going to have to ask your wife.

I know she hurts herself.

I've tried to get her to talk to someone,

I've tried stopping her, but I can't watch her all the time.

I don't know what else to do.

Could this be connected to her wanting to lose weight?

I keep telling her I love her just as she is.

Whatever pressure she feels, it's not coming from me.

It sounded so easy. Pretend to buy a baby.

Gather the evidence. Make the arrests. Job done.

Who knew it could be so hard?

We've done all we can to make sure she's safe.

If there's any risk at all, we'll pull the plug.

She has to go back, but it's only for a few days.

It'll be worth it to get Andrei and his associates. It'll be a good bust.

BABY CRIES

Hello, sweetie. Did you have a good sleep?

Yes? Are you hungry? Good girl, here we go.

Has she ever displayed any symptoms of any mental health issues?

There are exceptions to every rule.

Which is what makes our job interesting.

Sorry. Do you want one?

Look, not only is it unhealthy, but it's not good for a patient to smell tobacco on a doctor.

Why not?

Isn't it good for them to know that we're human, too?

Going back to Mrs Malladine.

We don't know what's going on at home...

She's my patient.

What did you make of the husband?

Leave it with me.

I don't need someone to hold my hand. If you're short of things to do, go and speak to Dr Carter.

Your egg was undercooked.

I went to the doctors without asking permission.

It's my weight! I've tried everything but it won't come off fast enough. I did it for you.

Shhh. Shhhh, shhh.

What are you waiting for?

PHONE RINGS

Mrs Malladine?

Yes.

It's Dr Haskey.

Who?

We met this morning. Twice.

Oh.

I was wondering if you could come into the Mill.

I'd like to talk to you without your husband being around.

Would that be possible?

We don't want any.

Sorry. What?

Whatever you're selling. We don't want it.

Mrs Malladine. It's Dr Haskey. Judith?

Yes?

Dr Haskey.

What do you want?

Is your husband in?

Home from work 18.05. Tea. Two sugars.

Can I come in?

No strangers in the house.

But I'm not a stranger.

We met. Twice.

Yeah.

Shall we talk inside?

Your arms.

Useless cow. Disobedient.

Why don't you let me have a look?

Useless cow. Disobedient.

And that's defiant.

Who says you're disobedient?

OK.

"How dare you defy me!"

Judith. You don't need to do this. You can put the knife down.

Ruined breakfast - useless cow. Went to the doctors - disobedient.

Defiant defiant...?

Why don't you give that to me? OK.

DIALS HIS PHONE

Everything's packed.

What's going to happen to her?

When all this is over, when Andrei's banged up

and we're popping the champagne, where's she going to be?

Stuck in some social services loop?

Pushed from children's home to children's home. She's an innocent.

She never asked for any of this.

She'll be with a temporary foster family until she can be adopted.

I wish I could believe that.

Look at her. She's gorgeous.

Who wouldn't want to give her a home?

I did try to tell you that something was wrong.

What if he's on to us?

How?

I don't know. Some of these predators are like animals.

They can smell a trap.

He's just running late.

I don't want to lose him. Not after...

Not after we've worked so hard.

He'll be here.

He'd better be. I want him off the streets.

No one else should have to go through this.

Judith. We only want to help you.

You can talk to us in confidence.

Judith. You're hurt.

I'm going to clean you up. Then we'll go.

OK?

You don't need that anymore, you can put it down.

That's it.

This is just some anti-septic. OK?

So many. So useless. I can't remember anything.

Was it two or three sugars?

Toothpaste?

Don't leave the cap off. Squeeze from the bottom.

Don't talk to strangers. Hand your phone in for inspection.

Time to tally up, Judith.

One for every mistake.

You'll watch.

Make sure I do it right?

I've been so bad.

-Judith, where's your husband?

-What's going on?

There's blood in the kitchen.

-Blood?

-Her arm?

Too much blood.

Judith?

Home 18.05. Tea, two sugars or three?

I'll look around.

What happened?

Keep the house tidy.

Judith?

Everything in its place.

-Is Jeff hurt?

-It's for my own good.

No sign, but there's a locked door in the hallway.

Yes, ambulance. Is he breathing?

Yes, ambulance urgently required. 57 Lambert Street. Stabbing.

One victim.

Male. Has he got a pulse?

Extreme blood loss. That's all I can tell you. OK. Cheers.

Well? What are you waiting for?

It's weak, but he's got a pulse.

Looks like just one wound, but a lot of blood.

Think I've got it.

Damn, there's a another wound!

I can't do this on my own.

I don't know what your problem is,

but snap out of it and get your arse down here!

OK.

Got it.

You might be a wife abusing waste of skin,

but you are not dying on us, not on my first day.

Sorry. I had a moment back there.

Wasn't sure who was in a worse state, you or Judith.

It's complicated.

None of my business, mate.

They look perfect, like a real mother and daughter.

When?

There's still paperwork to do.

-Arrangements to be made. I wish I could speed things up, but...

-When can we have her?

A couple of days, if everything goes according to plan.

I trust you have the money?

We've got it.

Excellent. Until then, I ask for your patience.

I have to take her now.

Thursday. Have the money ready.

Lyn?

Lyn, it'll be over in a few days.

I can't wait to wipe that smile off his face.

Right. What's next?

Eddie's just brought a shoplifter in.

You might want to take a look at her.

I need someone to help me.

They'll get you a solicitor.

Please.

Mrs Gupta needs fitting for her support stockings.

I'll ring her.

Really? Thought it'd be a nice job for Chris.

From now on, just keep your snout out of...

Aaagh!

Sometimes, it's nice to just have a little bit of time to yourself.

I know.

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