Intransigence Doctors

There you go.

Ooh, cheers.

-Oh, thanks. That's very kind of you.

-Make your own!

I thought that's what nurses were for.

-I'm sorry?

-Have you seen this?

Ooh, careful!

Got it at a charity shop. They had loads.

Some of it was a bit, well, tatty, really.

And there was this one piece, it had flowers all over it,

and I thought, "Too much!" But this is perfect.

-What do you think?

-I think that would suit you.

It's gorgeous, isn't it?

Think it might be silk.

Or what's that other stuff?

What's it for?

For my quilt, tonight.

Satin. Is that it?

You have to be invited.

I know! I reckon I could get eight squares out of this.

Maybe ten, if I trim it right down.

No, Valerie, the point of the open night

was to get people to open their own groups.

Yeah, and now we're friends, we can be in the same group.

What's that doing out here?

Sorry, Stan. Couldn't even make it back to the depot last night.

Still playing up, is it? Your back?

What do they call it?

Occupational hazard.

Should get the results today, though. At last.

Oh, they're usually pretty good down The Mill.

-Did I tell you about that time with my shingles?

-Gotta go, mate.

You've stopped coming to the pub, then?

Yeah, well, it's been a while.

Well, give me a shout if you're ever going down there.

When I'm off the tablets, eh?

Hey, I saw your Terry down the town.

-Oh, yeah?

-Yeah, he said hello.

Them two little lads have shot right up.

Have they?

Dead spit of you, they are.

They say that, about the grandparents sometimes, don't they?

Yeah, well...

And don't forget about that drink!

Eh?

Any time!

HE STARTS ENGINE

Hiya.

Uh-huh?

Eddie's just brought a shoplifter in.

-You might want to take a look at her.

-Why's that?

Because he spotted a few bruises

and he thought they might be track marks.

Sorry, am I disturbing you?

Uh-huh. Just find out if she's a user.

You on leave already?

Or all that running worn you out?

Ah, it's the endorphins.

People get hooked, you know. It turns them into zombies.

It happened to our Jack.

Ah, Mrs Gupta needs fitting for her support stockings.

All, right, I'll ring her.

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

What's that supposed to mean?

All right. Calm down, love!

Only a bit of fun.

Don't get your knickers in a twist!

-SHE GIGGLES

-"Knickers in a twist!"

I haven't heard that for ages!

So you think that's funny?

Cos it's not. All right?

Sorry.

That bloke, I swear...

Give me two minutes.

Listen, I'm sorry, it's just...

Chris is a bit...you know.

No, it's my fault. Being stupid.

No, no, no, it's him.

He's a right wind-up merchant.

See you later?

What, for lunch?

We'll see.

Hi. How can I help you?

Dennis Hewitt. For Dr Carter.

Hi. They've asked me to examine you before you're charged.

-I'm sorry?

-They said you had bruises on your arms.

I'm fine.

Mind if I take a look?

I don't take drugs, if that's what you think.

OK, can I..?

Finger marks?

Part of the job.

Which is?

What do you think?

And you have children?

Why?

You were caught stealing nappies.

How else was I going to get them? I have no money.

Are you on any medication at all?

I'm sorry for the delay.

I was starting to get a bit worried!

I do apologise.

No, it's my boss.

See, I can only do the local stuff now and even that's a struggle.

There's that many drivers out there looking for work.

Well, the consultant haematologist had to do some extra tests.

Sounds ominous.

It's not the best of news, I'm afraid.

What is it, my kidneys?

No. It's myeloma.

Which is?

It's a form of cancer of the marrow in your spine.

Now, the good news is we got it early,

so hopefully we can stop it from getting worse.

Now the first course of treatment will be drugs, chemotherapy.

But we will have to do some surgery

to the damaged vertebral tissue.

Cancer?

-Thank you.

-What happens now?

-You'll be questioned.

-When?

-Whenever they're ready.

-I need someone to help me.

-It's OK, they'll get you a solicitor.

-Please!

OK, well, look, I'll speak to the Custody Sergeant.

-Just help me, is all I ask.

-Whoa!

Anything you want. Is no problem.

We don't have to say anything.

-Come on, no.

-You don't like me?

-That's just not the way it works, OK?

-Why not?

I'll send someone in.

-What are you going to tell them?

-Nothing!

Please, I need you to help me!

You can let them kill me if you want,

-but you have to help my baby!

-No-one's killing anyone!

Please, I beg you! Don't let them hurt my baby!

You'll be offered the surgery very shortly.

In the meantime, no heavy lifting, and no sudden movements.

Dennis, are you all right?

Well, no. Far from it.

No, are you all right to get home?

I'll manage. Thanks, Dr Carter.

And do you have friends or family to help you during the treatment?

Yeah. No problem.

Well, perhaps you could bring one in next time.

Er...we'll see, eh?

HE CHUCKLES

You won't believe this one.

What did he say?

-Lunchtime, OK?

-Great.

Sorry.

No, no, that's fine.

We're just going to be talking shop anyway.

Just nurses' stuff, you know.

I might nip back to that charity shop.

See if they've got any more material in.

-You sure?

-Yeah, absolutely. No worries at all.

Only...

I had already booked us a table.

I don't know what to do.

Maybe if I talk to the police, they make everything worse.

Well, you're my patient,

so anything you say to me is in confidence.

-What does this mean?

-Means you can trust me.

SHE LAUGHS FAINTLY

If you knew how many men have told me that!

My boyfriend and me, we came here to find work,

like everybody else.

We have a good education, we don't want any trouble.

But to do this is expensive.

So we borrow some money for some men.

But these are not good people.

So my boyfriend, he runs away.

I don't know where he goes.

How can he do this to me?

He should never have left me there!

Now I am alone with these men, in this house.

And to pay them back, they beat me,

and they make me do things, with many men.

All the time.

I'm sorry. I've heard of these cases...

No, not like me! For me it is worse.

Why?

Because all this time...

I am pregnant with my boyfriend's baby.

But they still make me do these things.

They don't care.

They don't care.

What happened to the child?

They let me see her. When I am not working.

But then, they start to take her away from me.

I wait and I wait.

I don't know when they will bring her back.

One day, maybe never.

And this for me is worse.

Worse than being a prostitute.

Please, you tell me how can people be so cruel?

I don't know.

And I know it doesn't compare,

but I know what it's like

to be let down by someone you love.

So you will help me?

Terry?

Hello, son.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

-You're your own worst enemy.

-I know, I know!

You could tell from her party she's a Jenny-no-mates.

Yes, I had noticed.

She's just going to end up taking over your whole life.

But I can't just be nasty to her for no reason.

She's never done me any harm.

No, the reason is, you don't want to keep getting lumbered

with a sad, nutty, loser who can't...

-Hi Valerie.

-Hiya!

I've only got five minutes. Nursery.

-Sorry...

-There's just no way to park if you don't get there early.

I mean, some of the tanks those people drive around in.

Cup of tea?

And Lisa's got a conference call at three.

-It's just a waste of time.

-How are the kids?

Oh, you know, manic! Already on about Christmas.

Bless 'em!

I had some pictures I was going to send. But my laptop blew up.

I'm not surprised!

So, what was it you wanted to tell me?

Stan said he saw you.

Eh?

Next door.

Oh, yes he, er...

..he stopped by for a chat.

I know. He means well, though.

Said you'd been off work.

Bad back. Slip your disc or something?

I wish.

So go on, what is it?

It's something quite serious, mate.

-Otherwise, I wouldn't have phoned.

-Dad?

I've got myeloma. In my spine.

And I know you're busy, son,

and I didn't want to worry you.

That's cancer?

Yes. It is.

Look, are you sure you don't want that cup of tea?

I'll have the tuna, please.

-And I'll have the same.

-There's a surprise.

So come on, then.

It was a joke.

Well, if you can call it a joke.

What was that one on the telly last night?

That bloke with the glasses, what's his name?

-"What's the difference between a nurse...

-Something about a rabbit. This'll be good.

-..and a stripper?

No hang on. I'll get this...

You have to pay for a stripper.

That is so not funny.

Kevin laughed.

-Did he?

-Well, smiled.

Oh, we had a girl at school who was like that.

Donna Reardon. No, Debbie.

Black hair she had, really curly.

Quite pretty in a way, well, I used to think so.

Anyway she laughed at all the jokes. Really loud.

What are you on about?

Hello, ladies.

-Drink?

-No thank you, I'm fine.

Valerie? Come on, you know you want to.

Oh, go on then. Mango and passion fruit.

-Same for you?

-I'll give you a hand.

Did you see that fella on the telly last night?

The comedian, with the glasses? Said something about a rabbit?

No, hang on. It was a badger!

Dad, I'm really sorry.

-Biscuit?

-So are you going to tell Mum?

Thought I'd leave that up to you.

-Why?

-Well, I haven't seen her, have I?

I'm not your go-between. OK?

So what you going to do about work?

I know what he's going to say. On your bike mate.

Can he do that?

I'm self-employed.

Well, you're going to need something to live on.

I'll just have to sort that out with the Social.

-It'll be worse than being ill.

-Well, don't take no for an answer. You could be off for months.

If I'm lucky.

Who's going to look after you?

Son, I've only just found out.

Because...you know we can't do it.

You do know that, don't you?

Well, I wouldn't want to put anyone out.

Dad, I'm serious.

I just don't know what I'm going to do, OK.

Have you spoken to the doctor?

-He thinks I've got family.

-Well, you would have. Wouldn't you? If it wasn't for all this nonsense.

Here we go.

No, it's true. You brought this on yourself.

Oh, right!

So now you can't just spring this on us

-and expect us to pick up the pieces. As usual.

-Like when, for instance?!

Last year. When Mum walked out!

I was on the road. No-one had to lift a finger.

Ha! For you, maybe. But what about her?

-No, we're talking about me for once, OK?

-I'm just saying, Dad...

Because I'm the one who's got cancer!

Right, well you've told me now.

Let's just see what happens. I've got to pick the kids up.

Just talk to me, will you?

-Look, you chose all this!

-I didn't choose anything!

You broke Mum's heart.

I know mate, I was there.

And you smashed our whole family to pieces!

So no, Dad, I'm sorry. You've made your bed.

Terry!

Terry!

Terry! Will you just hear me out? I need to talk to you.

Oh you need me now, do you?! All of a sudden.

No, you all walked away, not me.

Please. Just five minutes.

I could be dying here, son.

And I don't want it to end like this, OK?

And I don't want to bury my father in a frock.

KNOCKING

Dennis? Are you all right?

-Dennis?

-Leave me alone. Leave me alone!

-OK, I'll meet you down there.

-Sorry, boss...

-Just give me an hour.

-The shoplifter.

-Ola Banich.

-Yeah?

-You might want to talk to her.

-Why?

-She's got a baby.

-And?

-They're being held against their will at a house on Bracknell Street

-She mention any names?

-Someone called Andrei.

-Can we make that two hours?

-Thanks, Jimmi.

You OK, mate?

-Having a clear out?

-What does it look like?

-What you got in there, then?

-Never you mind!

Listen, Dennis. I know it's not my place.

But you shouldn't let him treat you like that.

-He's my flesh and blood! He can do what he likes.

-You're still his father, though.

Am I?

Well, of course you are.

Look, you don't know what you're talking about. Do you?

All right, I'll shut up.

Good! And from now on, just keep your snout out of ?!

Aargh!

Dennis? Oh flamin' heck!

I'm calling the doctor. Just don't move!

-The doctor told you about me?

-A little, yes.

What did he say? That I am a prostitute?

-We just need to ask you a little about the house where you're living.

-In Bracknell Street,

-is that correct?

-Now you put me in jail. And I will never see my child again.

No that's not true.

-Liars. You are all liars! You will take my baby away!

-Just calm down!

-Don't touch me!

-Ola please, just look at this? Is this your child?

-Sofia?

-Are you her mother?

-How do you know her?

Please, sit down, and I'll explain.

How did you get this? Where is she?

We are trying to get her back. Right now. Please.

Is she your baby?

Yes, of course. This is my daughter.

And this, when she frowns. She looks just like her father.

Do you know what I love?

-What?

-When you give her a bottle and she wraps her finger round yours.

She does that to you, too?

Every time.

Like she doesn't want to let you go.

You're very lucky.

You can go and get her now, yes?

We need your help to convict those men.

I don't want to go back to that house.

I'm afraid you have to.

No, please, I don't...

We just need a little more time.

For what? You know what they have done to us now.

Please, trust us. Just a little while longer.

-I did say, no sudden movements.

-You forget, don't you?

-You're very vulnerable. You could do yourself a lot of harm.

-Well, I'm good at that.

So, what did he say I was doing? Stan.

Throwing things out.

Dennis, why didn't you tell me you lived all alone?

-This is very important as far as your care goes.

-I can take care of myself.

No, you can't. Even if the treatment is successful, it'll be very gruelling.

And you won't be able to cope on your own.

And if it isn't? Successful?

You'll die.

Are you divorced?

Separated.

Dennis, if there's something I need to know.

Now would be a good time to tell me.

You're right.

Where are you going?

Two ticks.

Do you recognise any of these men?

This is impossible for me.

We need to identify them.

They will kill me if I help you. And Sofia!

No. You'll be given somewhere safe to live. I promise.

As soon as this is over.

-You swear to me?

-Yes. Absolutely.

I don't recognise these men.

And this one?

This is Andrei.

But the rest of them are just customers, I think.

-How about him?

-No.

And this one?

He is a pig. But I don't know his name.

About that man?

This one I know. He came to the house one time.

As a customer?

No, not for the girls.

I remember, he's an English man.

One time, he brought Sofia back.

Do you know his name?

No.

Mr Graham. They called him Graham.

So now you know.

I've just kept it to myself.

That can't have been easy.

Easy enough, in my job. No-one notices, under the steering wheel.

And you're away most nights. So who's to know?

Besides, no-one's really that bothered out on the road.

There's all sorts out there.

It's coming home that's the trouble.

You look in the mirror sometimes.

And you don't recognise the bloke.

Because you're just not him any more, even if you wanted to be.

Did you tell your family?

Cost me everything.

But you can only carry on so long, lying to the people you love the most.

It's like the wife said.

It's like being married to someone she doesn't know any more.

And my daughters could barely look at me,

both moved away in the finish.

And your son?

He's tried, bless him.

But it's not easy being the one caught in the middle.

I should know.

Did he judge you?

You know, I don't think he means to.

He's just disappointed, more than anything.

His dad was a real trucker, wasn't he?

A proper father.

You're still both of those.

-No, he's right. It's too late. It's all finished.

-I don't see why.

I can throw all this away, can't I?

But he still knows what I am underneath.

Can you just tell me though, honestly?

If the treatment works.

How long have I got?

Years, possibly.

But it'll kill me in the end.

If something else doesn't first.

But it would really help if you could just enjoy being who you are.

While I've still got the chance?

Well, I think that goes for all of us.

-Chris really hates me now, doesn't he?

-No.

No, he does.

Well, maybe you shouldn't have invited Al to join us for lunch.

How did I know he was going to eat all his chips?!

Listen. I wanted to say, about the group...

-We can both go in my car, if you like.

-But d'you know the thing I like about it the most?

To be honest, it's...

-that it's something outside of work. Completely different.

-Absolutely.

Away from, you know...

Patients. And doctors. Especially Al.

Well, the people you spend all day with, really.

Workmates and that. Not that I don't get on with everyone. It's just...

sometimes it's nice to have that little bit of...time to yourself?

I know. That's why it's so perfect.

So, are we still on for that pint then?

I said, didn't I? Just give me a shout.

Cheers Stan, I will.

Dennis,

I'm not sure about them shoes, though.

And why's that?

Well...not with your back.

Don't you worry, mate.

I'll be all right.

Ola, thank you.

Could you show her...?

I checked the records

for every adoption meeting in the last two months.

Graham Lindsay was at every meeting bar one.

-No.

-He's Andrei's inside man. Has to be.

Why else would he have been at that house? If he isn't a punter.

Boss, I'm telling you - we've cracked it!

Mr Goswell!

Never fear, the cavalry's here.

No, no. Please, I'll get your money.

Sometimes I think I must have BO or bad breath.

-You haven't.

-And I'd tell you if you did.

I look like a right Billy-no-mates, it's embarrassing.

What I do with my money has nothing to do with you.

No, but how you get it, is,

and you don't earn enough for a fortnight in Llandudno.

I have plenty of faith, but not in you.

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