Responsibilities Doctors

SHE GROANS SOFTLY

Oh!

Nan, you've only got to ask.

Does me good to have a go.

You better get off, love, you don't want a late mark.

I might stay at home today. My head's thumping.

Oh. Poor you.

-It's nothing bad.

-It's not like you to stay off school, Gemma, love.

I'll sleep it off.

It's a waste of time if I can't concentrate.

I suppose so. I'll give them a ring then.

You get off up to bed.

Yeah, OK. Thanks, Nan.

Sure she can, Bella. Honestly. She wont mind at all.

Mum! I can't, I'm revising!

She's meant to be revising at the library

but she can revise round yours, can't she?

Don't worry about it.

OK. Bye!

-You've got to be kidding!

-He's had mild food poisoning

but he's all right now.

If you're there, she's not going to worry.

Food poisoning?! Ugh!

She's got to give a presentation at the NEC.

Anyway, listen, after all the favours Bella has done for us

-it's the least we can do.

-"We"?

It's not you that's going to be wiping up his vomit or

-whatever else, is it?

-But he's fine now!

And you've babysat for him loads and he's never been any trouble.

Mum, that was years ago.

He's just the same lovely lad, ever so polite and kind.

You've got a lot in common!

Absolutely, categorically, NO.

-Hi, George.

-Yeah.

GUNSHOTS FROM GAME

-You've grown.

-Yep.

Right.

Well, if you need anything, I will be downstairs revising.

Yes!

MESSAGE ALERT ON MOBILE

It's all a big fuss over nothing, if you ask me.

-Maybe.

-Heston's told them what happened.

All they just need to do is cross the Ts and dot the Is -

whatever they need to do to prove it's been investigated

and leave it at that.

What?

Nah. You're probably right.

Come on, Jimmi, tell me. What?

Well, I've heard whispers down the station.

Nothing definite, but the CPS seem to think they've got a strong case.

That can't be right.

Has this just boiled?

The thing with court, you can never 100% predict how it'll turn out.

You saying he could go to prison?

Well, that's ridiculous!

Freya, have you heard this?

-What?

-Heston.

We can't let this happen! He's got loads of support.

There'd be a public outcry if he got convicted.

Maybe we should help keep it high profile in the media.

Freya, what do you think?

Erm... I'm not sure.

We could do an online petition things. Get everyone to sign it,

get some of his old colleagues from St Phil's.

That would definitely make the papers.

-Worth a try.

-Could you help set it up? I wouldn't know where to start.

If we got something going this afternoon.

I'm a bit busy this afternoon.

Well, tonight's fine, then. I can start

figuring out how to get signatures.

Freya?

Um...

Well, the thing is we don't know what happened, do we? Not really.

Sorry. I've got a patient.

Give her a break, her friend died last week.

-Sorry, he's got food poisoning, he can't have visitors.

-Oh.

-Shouldn't you be at school?

-It's all right, I'm feeling better now.

George, I don't think it's a good idea to...

But what do I know?

From Mrs Beddows with the new hip. Fresh cream.

-Aww, she shouldn't be spending her money on us!

-Yes, she should.

Anyway, your turn. First pick.

Apart from the eclair, of course.

Haven't you got a slap-up lunch today?

Yeah, I have. I better save it for later.

Your three o'clock's cancelled.

PHONE RINGS

Do you want me to get that?

Julie Parson's office.

Oh hello, Martin!

Yeah, I'll put you through.

Martin, hi.

Yeah, fine.

Well, I was thinking 12 o'clock at the Icon bar.

No, I can't make two. I've got a really busy afternoon.

Fine, OK, yes, all right. I'll see you at two o'clock

Oh!

MUSIC BLASTS

You promised...

For goodness' sake, George, will you turn that music down?

I can't even hear myself think down there!

What's going on?

George?

She didn't hang around.

Look, I've really got to get some revision done

so keep the music down, all right?

You OK?

I feel sick again.

Oh.

Do you want me to get you a bowl or something?

I've got one.

Do you want me to call your mum?

Are you sure you're OK?

If you need anything, I'm downstairs.

If it hasn't cleared up by next week, come back and see me.

Take care.

Can I have a word?

Have I got a choice?

Freya, I know you're upset about your friend,

but you are going to help with this petition, aren't you?

I got my fingers burnt with my blog, Cherry,

-so I'd rather not get involved. OK?

-You already are involved.

Heston's your colleague and your friend.

At least I thought he was.

Do you want him to end up in prison?

Of course I don't want him to...

I just think if the CPS is pursuing the case, that says something.

There's no smoke without fire?

They don't put money and effort into these things without a reason.

Freya, you're the last person to accept what authorities tell you!

-You didn't doubt Kevin for one moment, did you?

-No.

Heston's had a really terrible time. The guy could have killed him.

-Yeah, it's horrible what happened.

-Which is why we must support him.

-It's not that simple.

-Yeah, it IS simple.

He needs our help.

If you have an intruder, you can only use reasonable force, that's the law.

What are you saying?

We don't know anything about him, love.

He could be struggling to feed his family, for all we know.

Who?

The guy lying in hospital bed! The victim.

Victim!

Heston is the victim!

Cup of tea, Gemma?

You OK, love?

Gemma? Are you up there?

You're feeling better, then.

-That girl's out there.

-Is she?

What are you doing with that?

It's my birthday money.

-Are you giving it to her?

-No.

-George, is she bullying you?

-No.

Immie, don't! Please!

Oh!

-What's your name?

-Gemma.

Right, Gemma, I'm going to call George's mum,

-then I'm going to call the school and tell them what you're up to.

-What?

How old are you? Come on 15, 16?

15.

-And you're bullying a 13-year-old boy!

-What?

-Just get lost! I hate bullies!

-I wasn't!

You OK?

-Please don't tell my mum.

-That girl's demanding money off you. I'll have to tell her!

She isn't. Honest.

George, I need to know what's going on.

I promised not to say anything.

This is serious. Bullying is a big deal.

-She's not bullying me.

-Then why was she here?

-She needs help.

-What for?

She's pregnant, all right?

That is young.

Poor girl.

Don't tell me that...

I love her.

And I'll do everything I can to help her.

So, you didn't use anything, then.

I wanted to use a thingy but she said not to worry.

Too late now.

Just a little bit(!)

I can't talk to me mam and dad. They'd kill me.

There's no-one else.

Well, if you do ever need to chat about that stuff,

then you can talk to me. I don't mind.

You can ask me anything.

But if she is pregnant...

Please don't tell me mam.

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TEXT MESSAGE ALERT

I just needed a bit of fresh air, Nan.

Bin day tomorrow

I do the bins, Nan.

-You do too much, love. Probably why you're ill.

-I'm fine.

Let's get you downstairs, yeah?

I'll manage by myself. You get back to bed.

You've got a really bright future ahead of you.

I'm very proud. You do know that?

Let me help you downstairs, yeah?

Ooh. Thought you'd be ordering a sensuously flavoured Merlot right about now.

Martin can't make it until two o'clock.

He's had a busy morning, then?

Well, I've got a busy afternoon!

Sorry. You see, this is a typical example of why this is not going to work, Elaine.

-I don't think he'd mess you around on purpose.

-No, it's not that.

OK, get it out of your system before he cops the lot.

JULIA SIGHS

Martin is getting ready to retire, OK? He is deliberately slowing down.

-All he's interested in is building his dream house.

-The one in North Wales?

Whereas I am up to my neck in paperwork and business plans

and CCG strategies and budgets and staff rotas,

and a million and one other things - all of which I love.

-I know.

-I am in no way, shape or form ready to slow down or relax,

and that's the reality.

JULIA SIGHS

We're just going in different directions.

You know, he doesn't strike me as a pipe-and-slippers kind of guy.

Well, I'm not a pipe-and-slippers kind of girl.

Good luck, Martin!

Oooh.

Thanks, love.

Ooh. Everything's OK, isn't it?

You would tell me if you were worried about something?

I just need a lie down.

-My head's thumping again.

-Oh, sorry, love.

You go up, then.

-'I need it today.'

-I don't know what to do, Gem.

You've got to bring it here.

I'll try my best.

-Don't let me down, yeah?

-In a bit.

You're not going anywhere, George.

I just need to...

-Not until we have spoken to your mum.

-She needs the money now.

-Why does she need money?

-She's having an abortion.

-What?

-Today.

-This is ridiculous.

There is a lot more talking to do before she makes a decision like that.

Does her mum know what's going on, or her dad?

Her mam's dead, I've never seen her dad, and she lives with her nan.

-Right. Well, has she spoken to her?

-She's probably too old.

Young girls have been getting pregnant for centuries, George.

-This is not a new invention.

-I'm not stupid.

Abortion is a massive deal - for Gemma, for you, for everyone.

And besides, you can have an abortion on the NHS so what does she need the money for?

-George, you're staying here.

-I love her.

-What?

-I'm not letting her down.

George, come back, please.

Oh, for God's sake!

MOBILE RINGS

Martin. Please tell me you're on your way back.

Oh. Ten minutes, OK?

Yeah, I'll wait in your office, then. Bye.

'You come in, lovey.'

-I don't often see Gemma's friends.

-MOBILE BEEPS

Have a sit down. I'll call her.

FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS

Oh, there you are, love. Your friends have come by.

-We just wondered if you were all right, Gemma?

-I'm fine.

-I think it's best that we chat here.

-Sit down, go on.

-Would you like some squash?

-No, thank you.

-This is nice.

-I need to talk to George upstairs.

-I'm sorry -

you can't make a decision like this on your own. He's only 13.

-And you're not much older.

-I know what I'm doing.

-Everything OK, love?

-Who's this from?

-My best mate. Why has Josh been giving you money?

-Could someone tell me what's going on?

-It's complicated, Nan.

-Well, not really. Gemma is...

-No, please!

Gemma, love?

Gemma wanted to borrow money off George here.

Gemma? Are you borrowing money?

It seems that she's also had money from his best mate. Is that right?

What on earth have you borrowed money for?

MOBILE RINGS

-I'm going to be sick.

-I don't understand what's going on.

-She's a good girl. She's a really good girl.

-I'll check on them.

I am so sorry. I've just been having a lecturing from my accountant.

I've only got an hour.

Ah. Erm... Sandwiches, then? OK?

-Sandwiches, here?

-What? Too fancy for you?

-Hmm. What's that?

These, my dear Julia, are the plans for my new palace. Go on, have a look.

I know you're dying to.

I think "wow" is the word you're looking for.

-Is that your budget?

-The boring bit, yeah.

Actually, that's where you're wrong.

This is what makes the difference between success and failure.

-Hmm.

-What?

Nmm-hmm.

I see you're over budget.

Yeah, the roofing tiles were a little pricier than I expected.

Hence the earbashing from the accountant.

Calculator.

Er...

Pen.

-Sandwiches.

-Oh, yeah, what would you like? Cheese and tomato?

Ah.

I like a girl who isn't fussy.

-George, are you OK?

-Yeah.

It's not that easy. >

We've got to sort out Nan. Please try and understand.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Gemma? Can I come in?

-I can see how caring you are towards your nan.

-She needs help.

Gemma, I don't think that you're the kind of girl to fool around with naive young boys.

George is great and he thinks a lot of you,

so if you are messing him around, then I don't think it's very nice, is it?

I didn't want to.

Gemma...are you pregnant?

Don't think so.

No.

So you didn't actually...?

Then why did you say that you were?

This wasn't your idea, was it, Gemma?

Whose was it?

My dad's.

OK, well, I'll just have to advise him to go with Edward & Sons for the whole job,

which is a pity, really, considering you're so local, but obviously that's your decision.

Sorry?

Yes, yes, of course you can.

Yup, on this number.

Mmm-hmm. Julia Parsons.

Thank you. Bye.

-You're a hard woman.

-I'm no pushover.

It's a good job I like a challenge.

Why would your dad get you to do all of this? I don't understand.

Gemma, where is your dad?

In London.

-He's been in prison but he's out now.

-OK.

He wants me to go and live with him, which means...

That you'd have to leave your nan on her own.

But I can't just leave her, can I?

I help her get dressed, keep the house clean, do the shopping, everything.

I'm not complaining or anything, but if I'm not here,

then who's going to do that stuff for her?

-She'll have to pay someone.

-Which is why you wanted the money.

Except... Dad thinks I'm bringing it with me.

Gemma? Is everything OK? >

I'm fine, Nan.

You haven't told her?

She hates him.

Gemma? >

Coming!

-Those windows overlook the valley.

-Mmm.

I thought you only had an hour.

-So this site here is north-facing, yeah?

-That's it. PHONE RINGS

-And the river there.

-Mmm.

Hello, Millar's Cars?

Just a minute. It's for you.

Julia Parsons.

Oh, yes. Yes, thank you for getting back to me so quickly.

Mmm-hmm.

That's wonderful. And you will put that in writing, yes?

Great. I appreciate that. Thank you very much. Bye-bye.

-15% off your roof tiles and your timber.

-15%?

HE LAUGHS

-That puts me under budget.

-Mmm. Precisely.

You're not just a pretty face, are you?

Everything OK, love?

-Please tell me what's going on.

-It is complicated.

It's to do with your dad, isn't it?

I saw his picture on your computer.

-He contacted me, Nan.

-Of course he did.

He knows he's been useless and he's sorry.

Useless? He's a nasty piece of work, that's what he is.

Prison's helped him, he's not like that any more.

He wants to do the right thing.

Gemma, if your dad told you to do what you did, to tell lies

and to take money off kids, then that is not doing the right thing.

So it's not true? None of it?

What Dad says is right -

you've had the responsibility and it's been too much for you.

-He needs to take over now.

-Take over?

You sound like you've been some sort of burden.

Gemma, love, having you is...

Well, I wouldn't have changed a single moment. You've been a joy.

I'm the burden with my stupid joints and my rickety old legs.

Because of me! Look what the stress has done to you.

No, it's nothing to do with that.

Oh, I wish I'd had help in, given you some rest,

but I wanted to keep my savings for you,

for university, or whatever you want to do.

He said he needs me, Nan.

-I promised to go and live with him.

-But what about your GCSEs?

-Your exams start any day now.

-Everyone's always let him down.

-Always. Not me.

-He's got to let you do your exams. It's obvious.

What do you mean?

Well, if he cares about you, if he's any kind of father...

Your dad just needs to understand

that this is a really important time for you, otherwise, well...

-He's just using you.

-George.

You'd never make your kids lie, would you, Gem?

No.

He's just trying to look after me!

-He wants to take away all your worries(!)

-Sorry?

-That's what he always said to your mother.

-He said that this morning.

Oh, Gemma, love, your mum was lost from the moment she met him.

He took care of nobody but himself.

He's changed!

Well, then, he needs to prove it.

He needs to let you do your exams and do things on your own terms.

Maybe.

I don't know.

You and your nan have got this far together, that means something.

Please don't throw it all away, love.

Listen, I really need to get George back. He should be in bed.

Good luck.

Are you OK?

-George, you were brilliant in there.

-I meant it.

-She's the best girl I know.

-Present company excluded.

-Maybe.

-If I can ask you something.

-Anything. Fire away.

How many times have you done it?

Oh!

I thought you were supposed to be ill!

I mean, we save 5% year-on-year just by pitching our suppliers against each other.

Now, you must have done that here, surely?

I'm sorry, you're going to have to put away your legs if you want me to concentrate.

-Martin!

-SHE CHUCKLES

Oh! Crumbs, it's nearly time for afternoon surgery.

-I'm going to have to run.

-Well, thanks for your help.

Oh, it's all in a day's work.

-Oh, Julia?

-Mmm?

-How about coming away with me this weekend?

-Sorry?

See the place yourself.

This weekend?

Look, you saved me a couple of grand.

Posh nosh, fancy hotel - anything you want.

-You're probably too busy.

-Well, actually, I'm...

..not busy, as it happens, no. I would love to come.

Great.

-That is great.

-OK.

Hiya, love.

-Hi.

-So, did George play on his Playboy thingy all day?

-I hope you got some good work done, anyway.

-Yeah, I think I did.

Told you, didn't I?

Hi. Nearly done?

I'm going to do that petition thing tomorrow.

-Don't think Freya's in any state to help.

-I'll be there any minute.

-What's this?

-I got a tip-ff from someone down at the station.

Is that Heston?

Usually avoid doctors like the plague.

Exercise and a healthy lifestyle

is the best way of taking care of yourself.

I'd be out of a job if everyone thought like that.

Some thug went mental on me

and never gave me a chance to defend myself.

-If you will get into fights...

-He started it.

The police are going to do him. They said he might go down for good.

Then at least that is something, huh?

-It's getting worse isn't it?

-No.

-What is?

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