The Wild West Midlands Doctors

BIRDSONG

COCK CROWS

How about shepherd's pie?

Can we do this later, love?

Dinner doesn't just magic itself onto the table.

I'm not Harry Potter!

But you've got the broomstick for it.

Cheeky!

Ooh! How about a nice juicy steak?!

Steak?! Have we won the lottery?

It's three for a fiver, actually.

If it's that cheap, it's probably horse meat.

Or it's a bargain!

Where does it say it's from on the label?

It doesn't really have a label. Don't touch it, love. Seriously.

What make of van is it?

Why has everything got to be a bleeding police investigation?!

All I wanted was for us to have a nice tea together,

not do undercover surveillance for you!

How should I know what kind of van it is!

It's got a picture of a chicken on it. Is that any good?!

Can you see the numberplate? No!

There's things in front of it. I've got to go.

I'm going to be late for work, OK.

Yeah. Thank you. Bye. Yeah, all right. Bye, love.

Karen! I did ask for those patient numbers yesterday.

If you're not too busy.

It's all right, he's not a doctor.

DOOR SLAMS

HE SIGHS

I know how busy you doctors are.

But it came on so fast.

You hear a lot about these things. Meningitis. And, well...

my wife were taken quite sudden and you worry.

Always best to be on the safe side.

Well, the good news is, it's not meningitis.

Though her glands are quite swollen.

It's pretty likely to be glandular fever.

That's the one you get from kissing, isn't it?

Hey! You haven't been kissing anyone, have you?! No.

There are other ways of catching it. Touch.

Drinking from the same cup.

And the rash, it looks like a typical

reaction between glandular fever and a certain type of antibiotic.

But she hasn't had any antibiotics.

Have you taken any other medicine, Caitlin? No. No? OK.

Well, the first step is to do a blood test to confirm

the glandular fever. We'll book you in to see the nurse today

and we should get the results back in the next day or so.

In the meantime, go home, get plenty of rest and call me

if the rash gets any worse. All right. Thanks, Doctor.

Come on.

Thank you. See you.

HE SIGHS

Urgh, awww!

What are you doing?! That's my tea.

Just going to check on something. Back in a minute.

Oi!

Hey!

Trading Standards. Good morning.

Hello, yeah, my name is police Sergeant Hollins.

I want to check if there's been any reports about a van selling

extremely cheap meat from Letherbridge Market?

Sorry, I did call your colleague back, but he was on the phone.

We still haven't heard anything. Hang on a minute,

are you saying that someone else has been asking about dodgy meat?

You're not from Haybrook, about the stolen cows?

So, you all find it funny that your work place

is a health hazard, do you?

I didn't realise that the minor surgery clinic

had moved to the staff room!

I thought it was just a rumour that managers ate human hearts.

That I can go to the fridge and pull out something like this,

bleeding all over every surface?

Or a bottle of milk/cheese?

A loaf of bread which thrown would kill.

Never mind the gents toilets! I'm surprised

we don't issue tetanus after every visit.

All I'm trying to say, is that we should be here to cure

the patients, not kill them.

I'm going to have to defer to my learned friends on this.

But I don't think a stale loaf of bread has ever triggered

an outbreak of MRSA. THEY LAUGH

Our cleaners are excellent

and our hygiene standards are exemplary, as far as I'm aware.

Not any more they're not.

The cleaners weren't pulling their weight so I'm switching services.

So that means, as of now, we're all going to have a little tidy

ourselves. THEY GROAN

You're each responsible for your own consulting room. No excuses.

Don't worry, the staff room is mine.

Much as I'd like to help, I'm afraid I've got patients all afternoon.

So you're just going to have to take personal responsibility for my room as well. Ditto.

Jimmi, I hear you're extremely talented in this area.

You're team leader.

Why's he so bothered about cleaning all of a sudden?

He never was before.

He just likes having something to complain about.

All those years in the forces. He likes everything ship shape.

Well, I'm not going to be bossed around by some sergeant major.

And what was thing he said about Jimmi?!

Maybe we should just humour him.

So how was the bag-packing thing yesterday?

Yeah, it was fine. Got about 400 quid.

That's great!

Yeah, I suppose.

Is something on your mind? You're biting your nails.

Happy now? HE SIGHS

I'm sorry, he's not available.

One second.

Jimmi! John Cowell. He's going all mad...

Hello. Dr Clay. How can I help?

Don't worry. I can come and see her right now. OK. Bye.

Karen, can you chase up those blood tests for me, please?

Great. What's the owner's name?

OK.

And do you know what time it was reported stolen?

OK, thank you.

Hello, I'm Sergeant Hollins from Letherbridge Police.

I may have a lead on the cattle you reported as stolen

from your farm last week.

I wondered if I could ask you a few questions.

Actually it might be easier if I come to see you.

Doctor. Yes. Thanks for coming. She's through here.

PHONE RINGS Sorry.

Hi.

OK. Thanks, Karen.

Right, well, it's definitely glandular fever.

But the rash...

You're sure you haven't taken any antibiotics? She hasn't.

What have you eaten today, Caitlin? Nothing. Nothing.

The milk, did you drink that?

Mind if I...?

I'm sure it's not the milk.

These types of reactions usually come on very quickly after

ingesting antibiotics.

So if that's all she's drunk today...

Well, you do want me to find out what's wrong with your daughter?

In there.

Is this it? From the farm?

Straight from the cow. Nothing's been put in it.

Have any of your animals been sick recently?

The vet hasn't given any of them antibiotics,

if that's what you mean.

And you haven't used...? I know it's a difficult time for farmers.

I don't fatten my animals up with drugs, if that's what you're saying.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean... You think I'd deliberately

make my daughter ill?!

There must be a logical explanation for this.

Maybe we should get DEFRA down. Not yet, not before...

My milk gets tested every time the tanker comes.

If there's a problem, I swear I'll report it.

What on earth are you playing at?!

You can't just chuck all our things out!

You can eat your decomposing food in your own home,

but I'm not having it here in the surgery.

It's not decomposing! I bought it this morning!

Deliberately poisoning yourself is no excuse for sick leave.

It might be nothing, but I've just been with a farmer who

I suspect might be giving his cattle illegal drugs.

Antibiotics.

Sergeant Hollins?!

Chris? I've brought you a cup of tea.

I've already got one, thanks.

Are you all right? Did you know your door's locked? Yes.

What's up with him?! He looked a bit peaky earlier.

Don't ask me. I'm only his mother.

And this is where the cows were taken from?

You HAVE read my witness statement? The map on page four?

It looks different at ground level.

And that's where they got in?

Right. OK. Page four.

That's where they broke the lock.

They thought it was a Transit and a cattle trailer.

Probably a 24-footer.

In your witness statement, you said you saw a white van acting

suspiciously yesterday.

They probably didn't bother to write that down correctly.

Otherwise they might've found it by now. On the side of the van,

was there any kind of design or logo?

Yes. I told them that too. A chicken in a circle. Right.

A van of that description's been seen selling

meat at Letherbridge Market.

And I think that there's every chance that at least

some of your cows have been slaughtered.

Who's co-ordinating the public health response?

No-one yet.

You do know about the antibiotics in those cows?

Yeah, I read about that, but I didn't know what the cows were being treated for.

That would be funny if this wasn't so serious.

We're not talking about little doses given by the vet.

We're testing antibiotics on these cows, to be expressed in their milk.

Those cows are walking medicine factories.

I'll be with my boss.

Just buzz from reception when you're finished here.

Sandeep, we've got a problem.

MOBILE RINGS

Hello. Hiya, yeah. You know that meat you bought this morning?

Whatever you do, don't cook it, all right. What meat?!

You told me not to buy it!

Love, we've been married 22 years.

I know you'd already bought it while you were asking me about it.

It's 24, actually.

Yeah, whatever.

Anyway, can you keep it somewhere safe for me? I need it for work.

You said you'd be home for tea!

I'm not going to eat it! It's evidence.

Is it diseased? It's been in the fridge with all our stuff!

No, it hasn't got any diseases.

So what's wrong with it?

Love...

I know. You can't tell me.

Just keep it safe. I'll pick it up later.

Rob... Bye.

It's not what it looks like!

MOBILE RINGS

Don't tell me someone's eaten it. Eaten what?

Ah, sorry, Jimmi. Thought you were Karen.

What can I do you for?

I've got a patient ill from contaminated milk. Antibiotics.

I called the station and they said you were looking into it.

They didn't get it from Letherbridge market, by any chance?

No, they're on a farm. It's their own cows. Have you had other...?

Sergeant Hollins!

Where's the farm?

Alder Vale. Off the A435.

Alder Vale farm?

Yep. Is this affecting other farms down here?

I don't know yet. At the moment I'm up at Heathlands.

The cattle research place.

They've had some animals taken.

Cattle rustlers? In Letherbridge, seriously?

Yeah, I know. And it's probably a local farmer too.

I really don't think this bloke...

Yeah, but they were on an antibiotics trial.

Listen, Jimmi, can I call you back please? Yeah.

Alder Vale Farm.

Thanks, I'll take it from here...

I suppose you can tell a Holstein from a British Friesian at 20 metres, can you?!

Chris! Yeah?

There's that new pizza place. I thought maybe we could have dinner there instead of cooking.

I'm not really in the mood. Thanks.

Ah! Dr Haskey!

Oh! Is this an official inspection?

I'm afraid you'll find I haven't polished my combat boots.

Well, at least everyone else has made some sort of effort.

Hey! When it's worthwhile, I'm happy to pull my weight.

But trying to eradicate every last molecule is a waste of time.

We get kids coming in here and they live in these bubbles,

these germ-free bubbles.

That's no excuse.

There are certain levels of hygiene one must maintain. It's so unfair.

A FLY BUZZES AROUND THE ROOM

She's much better now, you didn't need to call. We need to take Caitlin to hospital.

We think we know what's been causing her reaction.

We need to ask you some questions about your cows.

It's my fault.

I knew they were too cheap.

You BOUGHT them?! From Matthew over the fields there.

And you didn't check the tags?! They matched the passports.

I just didn't... He's me neighbour I've known him for 15 years.

You didn't wonder why he sold you them so cheaply?

I'm sorry, no-one's that naive! You think I stole them?

Well, it certainly looks that way!

The cows were taken from a research centre.

The antibiotics Caitlin ingested are experimental. She needs to go to hospital.

These drugs, will she be OK?

They ARE designed for human consumption.

She'll probably be fine. I just feel like I've let her down.

What kind of a man can't look after his own family?

I've got a couple of officers questioning

your neighbour, Mr Cowell. It would be great if you could help us

identify the cows you bought from him.

I've got the passports. They must be forged,

but there might be something. Anything will help.

I hope you've got a plan

to warn anybody who might have bought that meat.

I don't want to be accused of trying to hide what's happened here.

We're doing all we can.

What a mess.

Rob wouldn't tell me a thing but apparently these steaks are really important.

I've been handling them all day and I've washed my hands,

but I want to know, am I going to get sick?!

I had NO idea you could get that off with bleach.

You, praise be, are a miracle worker!

We've caught it in time? Don't worry, she's in safe hands now.

Mr Cowell, I am arresting you for handling stolen goods,

you do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you don't mention when questioned, something you

later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence. I didn't know anything about this!

Ignorance is no excuse. You have no idea, have you?!

The farm's gone to pot, and now Caitlin and I'm what? Going to court? Prison?

I'm sorry, mate. We'll explain it all to the CPS.

What does that mean? They won't prosecute, will they?

I can't guarantee that.

But I am going to let you go with Caitlin.

We'll do the procedure later.

What's going to happen? What's going to happen to us?

Mr Cowell, they're ready to leave now.

SIREN BLARES

HE WINCES

Mum, what are you doing?

I just thought I'd come and see how you are.

Well, you've seen now.

HE SIGHS What?

You just seem a bit tense. Is there something on your mind?

I'm a bit tense because you've been lurking in doorways watching me all day.

I haven't seen you bite your nails like that since your A-Levels.

I'm fine, all right? I can handle this.

Chris, maybe it's time you talked to someone

about everything that happened with your dad.

There's a great counselling service at St Phil's.

Yeah, that's a great idea.

I can tell them exactly what happened, can't I?

I didn't mean it like that. Maybe you could talk to me.

And what if I don't want to talk about it?

What if I just want to get on with my life and not

go over and over everything until that's all I flippin' think about?

Sorry, I just thought talking might help.

If you're so keen on talking, maybe you should go and see someone.

All right, fine. I won't mention it again.

Your tea is in an evidence bag!

Hmmm. One sentence I never thought I'd hear you say.

Actually, I think cooking tonight might be a bit ambitious.

Well, I think all we've got in the house is crispy pancakes and pickled onions.

So unless you fancy any of that, we should get a take out.

Music to my ears. I'm choosing though.

Can't trust you with food anymore.

Uh, excuse me!

HE WHISTLES

I know you can't talk to anyone about what happened with your dad.

I don't need to talk about Dad.

The worst thing is that I'm going to be losing my hair.

I was just wondering if there's something I should know,

about my performance?

They've only said that she's been taken into intensive care.

Intensive care?!

Medics are notoriously bad at diagnosing themselves.

That's my fate.

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