Stockholm Syndrome Doctors

-You nearly gave me a heart attack.

-What are you doing, anyway?

I couldn't sleep.

It'll be over soon.

You know, sometimes I just want to stay here...with you.

I'd understand if you're having second thoughts.

I've said I'll do it.

-Breakfast?

-Sure.

-KNOCK ON DOOR

-Yeah?

Long night?

Two concussions, a broken nose, a possible ruptured spleen.

Well, if you can delay going home for just a little bit longer,

I've got a job for you. Or rather, the DCI has.

My shift ends in half an hour.

-Won't take long.

-Can I have that in writing?

And it'll get you out of the station.

Unless you want to take it up with Driver?

Where are we going?

To a safe house out in the sticks.

A bunch of anarchists are on trial.

One of the key witnesses, Eddy Gallaccio, is giving crucial evidence this afternoon.

Anyway, he seems to think that there's a bunch of them who are going to try and stop him.

-So, him and his girlfriend have been put in there for protection.

-Where do I fit in?

One of the officers baby-sitting is ill.

Driver wants you to examine him, and send him home or to hospital.

-I'll take over if necessary.

-You ever going to get into CID permanently?

-I doubt it.

-After that baby smuggling thing I thought you were Driver's blue-eyed boy.

You ready?

Everything all right?

Obviously not.

What are you looking for?

A letter from the rheumatologist at St Phil's. It was here yesterday.

You should pick up your post as soon as it comes in.

Yes, thanks, Karen! Any other brilliant suggestions?

Keep your hair on! Come on, let's have a look.

Do I take it last night didn't go well, then?

I wonder if they put it in Heston's room by mistake.

-Kevin!

-No, it didn't exactly go according to plan. Happy?

Well, I suppose that's to be expected.

-Meeting your brother for the first time.

-Half-brother.

-It was always going to be tricky.

Can we talk about something else, please?

How did anarchists and hippies get involved in a plot to blow up a bank?

-Search me.

-Do you know the officer who's ill?

No. They're both from a different force.

-Steve's ill as well. I don't know what's the matter with them!

-You shouldn't really be out here.

Are you a doctor?

Come on, they're through here.

Oh, do me one of those, will you?

I could do with some caffeine to get the old brain working.

Everything all right?

It's a miracle I'm here. I had a flat.

Do you want me to take a look?

No, it's all right. I'll get the local grease monkey to sort it out.

Really. It's no bother.

I've just had an amazing idea!

It's that painting Dad's always going on about. Full size, limited edition.

Framed and everything.

It'll be perfect. Do you think we can get it in time?

Don't see why not, if we order it today.

Two weeks left and you're still worrying about presents!

Actually, I've got everything else sorted.

I suppose you had things planned months ago,

right down to the last detail.

Well, you know me.

Go ahead and order it.

Yeah, understood. Three hours? OK, I'll hold the fort until then.

Bye.

Someone will come and pick you up, take you to court just after midday.

Until then, everything stays the same. Regular patrols of the grounds, all doors and windows

to be kept locked, no unauthorised outgoing phone calls.

The only different thing is my ugly mug to look at.

-What about them?

-We don't want an ambulance to draw attention to where we are.

-I thought we were safe here.

-We are, but the boss doesn't want to take any risks.

-How are they?

-Not great.

Looks like food poisoning, but I should take them to hospital, just to be sure.

-Do you want to do that? I've got the CID car if I need it.

-You'll be on your own.

-No, that's fine. Driver's going to send somebody over later.

-If you're sure.

OK, how about a nice cuppa?

THEY WHISPER

How's that cuppa doing?

Coming.

-I'm worried about both of them getting ill like that.

-Try not to worry too much.

-It'll only be a few more hours.

-Seems like we've been here a lifetime already.

Tell me a bit about this group of yours.

I grew up with some of them.

Knew others from squats and my student days.

It's about showing the public there's a different way to live their lives.

About changing the system through peaceful protest. That was the idea, anyway.

Those people in court, they don't sound too peaceful.

They started to use our marches as a front for attacking businesses.

Their argument is, the only pure reaction to

the violence of the system is carefully targeted counter-violence.

I found out they were planning on blowing up a bank.

They wanted to kill innocent people, just to make a point.

I presume that's when you came to see us.

We passed on information until our cover was blown.

It can't be easy, informing on your friends.

I just want things to get back to normal.

Settle down, have kids.

Hard to see beyond the court case at the moment.

You are doing the right thing.

Are you OK?

I'm not feeling very well.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Both the plain-clothes have gone. Yeah, it worked.

A new guy's turned up, though. Looks like another flatfoot.

Not long now.

How are you feeling?

Well, I've stopped throwing up.

Do you think you've got the same lurgy the cops came down with?

I suppose.

You could stay here while I'm giving evidence.

That's very kind, but...

There's no need for you to be there.

But I want to stay with you.

I'll be back before you know it.

Couldn't we just jump into the car, drive away? Lie low for a bit.

-No, the court case.

-It'll go ahead whether you're there or not.

They've got loads of evidence. They've got your written testimony.

Not the same as being there in person.

Of course. Yeah, you're right.

And that's been confirmed, has it?

OK. Thanks, Jimmi.

-KNOCK ON DOOR

-Uh, come in.

-Kevin.

-Yeah?

You don't have to bottle it up, you know.

If you need me, you know where I am.

Yeah, whatever.

COMPUTER CHIMES

What's that?

A syringe. I'd better log it.

They do have junkies out in the country.

Yeah, I know.

Come on. You shouldn't be out here.

Yes, I've been to New York once at Christmas,

and I have to say, it was quite superb.

So, the leave?

The German market in Birmingham's all well and good,

but you have to hand it to the Yanks.

Can I have the time off?

Well, it's not looking good.

-Oh.

-But far be it from me to stand in the way of one of our hard-working

doctors catching a bit of R and R.

In fact, perhaps you can help. A little favour?

Sure. Whatever you want.

There's a Friends Of St Phil's meeting later.

-St Phil's?

-Yes, it's quite dull and almost entirely pointless

but we earn good Brownie points if somebody from the Mill attends.

So, if I go, I can have the leave?

I'm glad we understand each other.

Normally I'd be happy to attend the meeting,

but today I'm double-booked.

Business or pleasure?

Business, I suppose you could call it. Helping an old friend from the forces at a careers fair.

Just for an hour or two.

-A careers fair?

-I think it's important for young people to hear from somebody

who's been there, seen it, done it and got the T-shirt.

These days it's all "me, me, me",

but the military teaches you how to put others first.

So, will you do it?

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-There's no-one else to go to. I don't know what to do any more.

Amber? Is everything OK?

Fine.

Thought I heard you talking to someone.

Just myself. First sign of madness.

Look, I know you're sick of this place

but it's really important we don't do anything stupid.

One stray phone call.

No, I understand.

Anyway, the first thing the cops did

when we arrived was take our mobiles.

You feeling better?

-A little, thanks.

-Eddy'll be pleased.

Yeah. I don't deserve him.

How long have you known each other?

We've been going out for maybe two years.

-Did you meet in the collective?

-Yeah.

I was a member for six months just before he took me under his wing.

Listen, about earlier...

-It's OK, I shouldn't have said anything.

-No, no. You were right.

Someone's cheered up.

Yeah, guess what?

Ric and Spence have invited me to New York for Christmas.

Oh, that's great.

Timing couldn't be better. They've launched a new mobile.

It's not due out on this side of the pond for months.

You're going all that way just to buy a phone?

You should be ice skating outside the Rockefeller,

window-shopping at Macy's.

It's not going to be like Home Alone 2, you know.

We're going to party hard! You should come with us.

No, I don't think so.

Why not?

I remember those two. We didn't exactly see eye to eye.

Exactly!

That's why I need you there to keep me on the straight and narrow.

Doesn't sound like my idea of fun, watching you

and your mates getting bladdered.

Anyway, Mum likes us all to be home at Christmas.

Well, if you're sure.

I used to love family Christmases as a kid.

Anyway, what's your mum up to?

She'll miss you, if you're in the States.

KNOCK ON DOOR Oh, gaffer, I wanted to see you today.

Nothing serious, just some advice.

Can't it wait until this afternoon?

I'm heading off to a recruitment fair.

I suppose the NHS needs fresh blood.

Actually, I'm there as a former member of Her Majesty's Armed Forces.

You are joking?

I don't joke about the army.

You're really going to stand up in front of a bunch

of impressionable kids and sell them a life in the military?

A career in the armed forces is one of the most reputable I can think of.

Strip away all the glamour, and it's just about killing people.

-I beg your pardon?

-Don't stop on my account.

I was merely trying to impress on Dr Haskey

the honour of a career in the services.

I was about to say that if I ever had kids I'd rather

they chose a career based on healing over one based on violence.

I'm sure you'd agree there's more to a military career than that.

Well, it does offer valuable skills and life lessons.

OK, and if Chris came to you a few years ago

and said he was off to Helmand, and you didn't think that he was

mature enough to make an informed decision...?

I'd be concerned for him, of course.

The military offers amazing opportunities for education,

a structured career, travel, honour.

Honour?

Come on! The commanders target kids from underprivileged areas

because the politicians will always need more cannon fodder.

You live in a very narrow little world, sunshine.

I need to know what you were doing with that.

I don't know anything about it.

I heard you talking earlier.

I've called a couple of the numbers.

One of them was my Chief Inspector's home answer-phone.

Well, maybe it belonged to Steve or Michael.

No way! Why would a copper need to hide that in the bog?

What's going on, Amber?

You haven't been briefed?

-It's vital that Eddy doesn't find out.

-Find out what?

When Driver took over the case, she became my cover officer.

My name's Helen James. I'm a police officer, covert ops.

You serious?

I was assigned to infiltrate the collective.

We'd had information that this group was becoming dangerous.

But what about your relationship with Eddy?

I've always had some sympathy for their aims.

A simple life, exposing the evils of materialism.

Rule one of lying - base it on something true.

Right. Well, your job's nearly done.

-This isn't a job!

-DOOR OPENS

Hey, you two OK?

-Of course.

-Yeah. Yeah, we're fine.

So he turns to him and says, "You'd better put it away, there's a policeman coming."

I've spoken to Dr Clay.

They've done some tests on the officers at the hospital.

-Doesn't look like the sort of bug you'd find in undercooked meat.

-You think they were poisoned?

What's the betting if I got this analysed it would be

the same sort of stuff that made them ill?

Quick stab through the pizza box, and Bob's your uncle.

Must've dropped it in the dark. Explains what made you ill earlier.

I didn't have any.

-What?

-We're vegetarians.

Anyway, why poison the food?

Because sick people make softer targets.

I need backup, fast.

I've spotted men in the grounds. OK, will do.

The backup's still miles away.

-I've just spotted another one round the back!

-Who are they?

-Don't ask me!

-Have you still got sympathy for the cause?

Do you think I invited them here?

I can't believe they've just stumbled across this place by accident.

-A lot of planning's gone into this.

-Why am I getting the third degree?

-I'm just about to appear as a prosecution witness!

-Perhaps they just want to talk.

Oh, yeah, let's ignore the sledgehammer at the front door.

I'm just saying.

It was you, wasn't it? You must've told them where we are!

Hold on a minute, that's impossible because...

The truth, Amber! What the hell's going on?

Wait a minute. The phone call. Please say that you didn't.

I just don't want you to go to court, OK?

-What?

-I thought if I let John Smith know where we are...

What, he'll just pop over and we'll have a nice chat over a cup of tea?

-Who's John Smith?

-That psycho out there!

Why would you go behind my back like this?

The collective.

You still want to be mates with them, don't you?

I take it this Smith is from another cell?

He leads the most violent group. I'm going to take my chances.

You can't leave me on my own.

Then tell me what the hell's going on!

Why don't you just talk to him?

What, Smith? You really have no idea, have you?

He just wants to persuade you not to go.

Oh, Smith's really good at persuading people,

usually by beating members of their family senseless...

If you're trying to flush Smith out into the open, it's well beyond your brief.

Why don't you just at least talk to him?

Hang on, what brief?

What I meant was your decision to appear as a witness.

But that's not a brief. Why are you suddenly so keen on me not testifying?

I'm not who you think I am.

-What the hell's that supposed to mean?

-She's a police officer.

-But she's got herself mixed up with your friend John Smith.

-What?

I'm sorry... I didn't want you to find out.

-BANGING

-Were you told about this?

It was news to me, too.

Then this is a joke, right?

-BANGING

-Three years of lies.

Edward. You have been keeping a low profile, haven't you?

I've tried talking to him, but he won't.

Then it's time for me to go to Plan B.

No!

Don't be an idiot, mate.

Have you any idea how sharp this thing is?

You said you were just going to talk to him.

Yeah, well, I say a lot of things.

No!

Come back...if you want to see your girlfriend's face the way you remember it!

If I didn't know any better, I'd say he wasn't taking me seriously.

What's the matter? Is there trouble in paradise?

He's making sure he gets to court.

What happened to, "John, I don't think Eddy's doing the right thing"?

Eddy's right. You just want to kill innocent people,

just to make a point!

Collateral damage. You're beginning to sound like one of them.

Anyway, don't worry, he's not going to have got far.

I've not come on my own.

What if he's escaped?

What if he's already on his way to court?

Then... Then I'll have no use for you or that dumb copper.

Let's see where he's got to. SIRENS APPROACH

Amber? Amber?

Of course, one should never forget that these days,

one of the primary functions of the armed forces is to work with

bodies like the UN to bring peace and stability throughout the world.

For the individual, it's all about fostering a sense of

team spirit while meeting new goals and challenges.

And the possibilities after your period of service are almost limitless.

Do you think they'll find the others?

They're searching for them now. I'm glad you came back.

I'm not a hero. I thought about running.

But you didn't.

The idea of that man attacking Amber... I couldn't bear it.

I keep forgetting, Amber's not her real name.

She'll be OK. A bit of concussion, nothing more.

-Eddy?

-I'm here.

-I'm sorry.

-For what? For lying, or for being found out?

I love you.

You don't know what you're saying.

Would you come with me to the hospital?

Give me one good reason.

I'm 14 weeks pregnant.

You need to save your strength.

I was trying to do the right thing. You have to believe me.

-Is she really pregnant?

-So she says.

-And the baby?

After what's happened, we can't be sure.

I'm sorry to have to do this to you,

but they are still expecting to see you in court.

Of course.

-After I'm done, I think I'll go and see her in hospital.

-Good.

Ready for you now.

I've spoken to Driver.

And?

Amber...I mean Helen, was phoning her almost every day.

Trying to work out what was going to be said in court.

Driver had her suspicions

but I don't think she realised how close she'd got.

-She should never have been allowed to.

-True, but sometimes it's difficult not to.

No problem.

How have you been, all right?

Very good, thank you.

It's been a few years now...

Yeah, can't wait, mate!

I'll book the flight when I get home, yeah? All right.

Hi. I saw your talk earlier. Very impressive.

Thank you.

I'm Howard Bellamy, by the way.

Ex-captain with the Aston Regiment,

now working for the Services Support Agency.

Gina Williams. Ex-major with the Witton Regiment.

-Do you miss it?

-All the time. But there's plenty to do on Civvy Street.

As per your lecture.

Well, you've got to make the most of what life sends you.

My thoughts exactly!

-So...

-Well...

I should get on.

Absolutely, me too.

If you want to...

What?

..chat some more?

Because we were doing so well already?

Here.

Embossed.

Classy.

Thank you. So, are you going to use that, then?

Yes. Yes, I'll, er, give you a call.

Good. Bye, then.

Bye.

Is Mr Jones being evicted?

Just tell him to go before I have to get the police involved.

What a lovely surprise!

I know I'm dying.

There's no need to get carried away.

Sweetheart, you're scaring me. What is it?

Come on, spit it out!

It's pathetic, holing yourself up in this stinking pit. You're pathetic!

You've got everything you could want.

I've got to go.

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