Viva Las Letherbridge - Part 1 Doctors

Here we go.

Morning. The conference we're co-sponsoring is tomorrow.

I know some of you would like to attend

so I've asked Karen to redistribute patients. Yes? What conference?

The one I've mentioned several times in several memos.

My spam folder must be playing up again.

Fix it. It's a conference for new surgical practises.

Now, some big guns are going to be there

so it's a perfect opportunity to show them the Mill is cutting edge.

And 25% of attendance fee isn't bad either.

Don't forget the VIP speaker. Justin Bieber?

One better. Kevin's managed to pull some strings

and get Dr Bradley Dash as our keynote speaker.

Wonderful! Dr Dash?

He's THE name in pioneering surgical techniques.

We were inseparable at uni.

Without Dr Dash, this event would've been a regional footnote

so Kevin's done us proud.

Round of applause. THEY CLAP

All right, back to work.

This sort of take-charge attitude is what makes partners.

Keep it up.

He and Kevin thought they were a couple of Hugh Hefners at uni,

and the union bar was their Playboy Mansion.

He's a right perv. Ignore her, Brad's a legend.

Flies all over the world to talk about his research.

LA, Tokyo and now Letherbridge, thanks to yours truly.

I must admit I'm a bit of a fan.

I was put off by his age at first,

but his "Modernisation Of Emergency Laparoscopic Surgery"

is absolutely genius.

I think I passed a statue of him on my way into work. Jealous?

Actually, Kevin, I was wondering if I could ask you a favour.

I'm working on my own article,

a sort of treatise on contemporary surgery,

and I was wondering if you could get Dash to give it a gander?

Aw, you want Kevin to get you his autograph! So sweet!

More like a meeting of two serious minds.

We could do with another one around here.

Sure. I'll have Brad write you a foreword. You sure?

Actually he might even put in a good word with his publishers. Excellent!

I wish I had a friend who was rich and successful - instead I have you.

Remember you said that when I get made partner

and you're still living in my spare room.

Ladies.

I really don't care if you used to have a watch like this,

this one is not yours.

Tell it to the magistrates.

Put him in number four, please.

RAISED VOICES CALM DOWN!

HE OINKS Get off me! You pig!

Come on Tony, get him processed.

What's your name? HE RETCHES

The test results have come back negative

so it seems to have cleared up nicely.

Are you eating well? Getting plenty of fruit and veg?

No chance.

I work two jobs so unless you're going to take me out for dinner

I guess it's a sandwich on the bus home.

I'll have to leave that to your boyfriend.

Are you getting plenty of exercise? Four times a week. I run.

And no, to answer your question.

I don't have a boyfriend. Nothing serious anyway.

I didn't mean it like that.

Are you seeing anyone?

Ellie, listen.

It's inappropriate for me to socialise with patients.

If you think that's inappropriate,

you don't want to know what I have in mind.

John, I'm Dr Reid. How can I help you?

I'm not liking life. I'm not liking the economy.

Right, OK. Can you be more specific?

I feel sick, here. Have you been drinking today?

And then some.

My front desk can vouch for that.

Sorry about that. My barf is worse than my bite.

Can you keep it down, fellas!

What's with the suit? A liquid working lunch?

Oi, what's going on?

HE GROANS It's cramping.

Could be indigestion. Let me see if I've got antacids.

No! No! Rob! Rob!

No! No! No! Let me do it! SHOUTING

Let me do it! Let me do it! HE SOBS

Stick to the prescription.

Any problems, come back in a couple of weeks.

Do you really want to wait that long?

I'm sorry. I don't make the rules.

That's not a no.

Is that a patient?

If she is, Dr Tyler is being rather unprofessional. At best.

A word.

Well?

I know what it looked like...

Surgery staff cannot fraternise with patients. Ever!

She came on to me. I turned her down.

That's very big of you.

You're not the first doctor here to make a patient go weak at the knees,

but I don't see them copping off in reception!

I didn't kiss her! It's a misunderstanding!

You know, earlier I said you were partner material,

and not just because you delivered with Dash.

This practice is a business.

You of all people must know that. I appreciate the faith you show in me.

There's going to be a spotlight on us during this conference.

I don't want any mistakes. I know that. You can trust me.

I'm not going to let you down. I'm going to hold you to that.

You sure he doesn't need the hospital? It's just a graze.

You shouldn't have stopped me.

That's what we do. Keep people safe, even from themselves.

You don't care. Just take me back to my cell.

We do care. Really?

What if I'd hurt someone?

Would you still help me then?

Have you hurt someone?

Are we done here?

John, you can tell us what happened.

What do you want me to say? Yeah, I've hurt people.

Women, girls.

I didn't want to, but I did.

What are you trying to tell us? That you've assaulted women?

Much worse.

Rape?

You shouldn't have stopped me.

CAR HORN SOUNDS

Mate!

It's not the easiest place to find.

I typed in Letherbridge and my sat-nav said "where?"

That's because you can't spell. Thanks for coming, man.

I won't pass up my chance to reunite the wolf-pack.

Come on then!

Let's see what high class bars you're frequenting these days.

First you go in there and you make me look good in front of the partners.

Serious? So your manager in Sunday best can give me the grand tour?

Get real! Drinks are on you for that! You serious?

It's one in the afternoon. I've got patients.

Yeah, and I skipped gigs in LA for this.

What's wrong with you? We bunked lectures all the time.

Rein it in, bro. I'm getting it in the neck already today,

without you being...well...you and making it worse.

HE SIGHS

Fine. Listen, you owe me big time for this.

Are you just going to leave that there? Yeah.

Right, what's your boss' name?

Let me introduce...

Bradley Dash. You must be Howard? Thanks for putting this together.

I don't get up this way enough. My pleasure.

Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule.

Please! This event's so well organised I just have to show up.

Plus I went to Birmingham University.

Feels good to give something back to this community.

Heston Carter, former head of surgery at St Phil's. Yes.

It was your paper, "The Very Model of a Modern Major Gastrectomy",

that inspired my post-grad thesis, so thanks.

I'm very flattered that you remembered.

Actually, I have another article... Jas! It's like a med school reunion.

How are you, sweetie?

Have you come all the way over just to see me? I work here.

I wondered what kept Kevin local. Now I know. We're just friends.

Really? So you'd be free for dinner, then?

Sorry, I'm picky about what I eat.

We'll skip dinner? Go straight to coffee.

You're still exactly the same, aren't you?

OK! Brad, shall we go straight to the hotel, check you in?

Perhaps the official tour? I thought you'd never ask.

Let me just go and get my laser-pointer.

You know, it'd be a shame if Bradley didn't get to see the town.

Maybe you three should go out?

Give Heston a chance to get to know the real Bradley.

I'd love to. Dinner, a glass of wine, the chance to talk shop.

Are you sure that's a good idea? What are you saying?

You don't think Heston can keep up with you two?

Nonsense. I can take a carafe of red with the best of them.

OK, a quiet drink. Cool.

It's going to take them some time to go through all the old cases

so you're going to be our guest for a while.

We can't have you hurting yourself

so there's going to be an officer watching you at all times.

I want to be left alone. I did what you asked. I confessed.

You're liable to do yourself an injury and we can't have that.

You promised. We can't all live up to your high standards.

You're just another dull-witted copper.

I waited years to get caught, but you never got close.

Now I hand myself in, you still can't get it right.

Stop complaining.

Tony, make sure he doesn't do himself an injury.

Yes! Target-rich environment! I like it, Kev, I like it.

What do you reckon to those lovely strumpets over there?

I reckon you're a dirty old man.

Speaking of which, one of the case studies in my article...

H, relax. Your paper can wait. It's time to unwind.

Absolutely. I enjoy fun as much as the next man.

Barkeep! Your wine list, please? Three vodkas, mate.

Let me introduce you to a little word called excess.

If you can't smoke, snort or swallow it, chuck it out.

Can I open a tab, mate? This isn't quite what I had in mind...

Serious drinking evokes serious debate.

How else are we going to chat about your article?

Boys, to a night we won't remember!

I knew a girl your age.

She used to cut across the park

at the back of my house every day after college.

Always listening to music.

Headphones on, off in her own world.

She never heard me coming.

MUSIC: "Iko-iko" by Zap Mama

# See that guy all dressed in green

# I-ko i-ko un-day

# He's not a man he's a lovin' machine

# Jockamo fee na-n

# Talkin' bout hey now Hey now, hey now, hey now

# I-ko I-ko unday

# Jockamo fee-no ai na-n

# Jockamo fee na-n

# Talkin' 'bout hey now... #

SLAP AND RECORD SCRATCH

Put the baton down, John!

You said I couldn't hurt myself. You didn't say anything about him!

You've hurt him. So just stop it.

I warned you. I wanted to be alone! Now he has to pay for it.

He's paid for it.

You've made your point.

You don't have to prove it again.

Put it down and we can help him.

Call an ambulance!

Three pints, please. Actually, better make that halves.

Hello, stalker.

Hey, you! What are you doing here?

Getting my daily vitamins with this fruit cocktail.

Doctor's orders.

Are you here with anyone? No, no, no. Just out for a quiet drink.

Stressful day? Yeah. You could say that.

Actually, can we go over there? I need to sit down.

Hang on! Buy a girl a drink first?

Here.

Great. Thank you.

How's Tony?

He needs an X-ray to be sure but I think it's mostly bruising.

Good, cos it could've been a lot worse.

CID have done some digging and Knowles' story checks out.

His details match about a dozen sexual assaults

we haven't been able to pin on anyone.

So this is a big win? You've taken a monster off the streets.

Or rather he's taken himself off.

What worries me, is... Rob, it's not your fault.

It was on my watch. He knew what he was doing.

I underestimated Knowles and a young officer's paid the price.

You seem very nervous. Are you here with your girlfriend?

I said I'm single. Not that I want you to get the wrong impression.

Believe me, you make a great impression.

Don't you take no for an answer? Don't you date strong women?

Not when I'm writing their prescriptions. What's wrong?

Oi, watch what you're doing! I'm so sorry.

I'll go to the loos and dry off.

Believe me, it's going to take a lot more than that

to get me out of this dress.

Damn it! Quickly, before it stains!

Was that a patient of yours? Oh, yeah.

She said hi. I couldn't be rude.

No, of course. Be careful.

I'm looking after your best interests. Sure.

How's Tony?

PC Sidwell to you.

You don't like me very much, do you?

Whatever gave you that impression?

You feel guilty you couldn't protect him.

No, he's a police officer.

He can handle himself.

He did a great job of falling down and screaming.

Why don't you just shut up?

If you don't want to chat, don't sit there.

I'm not here for my health, I'm here for yours.

You're a family man. I see the ring.

Lovely wife, couple of kids, I bet.

You ever wonder what a man like me would do to your wife?

No, not really.

Ever think of her home alone and me waiting outside?

Or if I followed your daughter home from school?

You think you're clever?

I've already put one of you in hospital, so what do you think?

Yeah, you have.

And you'll be punished for that, believe me! When?

If I'd beaten your daughter, would we still be talking?

No, we wouldn't. Then close the door.

Close the door and go back to work. That's all you have to do.

Keep your family that little bit safer.

Close the door, and let be what will be.

Come on, I want to show you something!

Excuse me. Sorry, are you with Dr Dash?

Sadly, yes. And you are?

Dr Robyn Pattinson. I'm in town for the conference.

Doctor Heston Carter, GP at the Mill.

My hosts! Thank you for having me.

My pleasure. Do you know Dr Dash?

Only by reputation.

I head up a surgical research team at Oxford.

He's sort of a messiah in my line of work.

Please.

I used to be head of surgery at St Phil's.

Really? Is that how you know Dash?

It must be amazing working alongside him.

Bradley? Oh, we're old friends.

Actually, I'm sort of his mentor.

Shh! A little gift from a pharmacologist friend of mine.

He got struck off for these, but said it was worth it.

Trust me, I'm a doctor!

Why today?

What?

Why turn up and confess today?

I was arrested by your boys, remember?

What was with the black tie? Are you a waiter?

Or were you at a funeral? So what if I was at a funeral?

Does that change what I've done?

Don't know. Might do.

Was it one of your victims?

Now who doesn't want to talk?

My father.

Your father's funeral?

What happened to him?

Nothing.

He died in his sleep.

Died never knowing who I really was.

That's good.

If I'd have done any of the things you claimed to have,

I wouldn't want anyone to know. He should've known!

Known what happens to men like me

- dying alone in cells where no-one cares.

Now...

..he'll never get that chance.

Oi, what's up, mate? You've been a wet blanket all night.

Giving you a chance. You're not used to the competition. Shut up.

That girl's been giving you the eye all night and you haven't even touched her.

Leave it, mate. I know her. It's complicated.

If you're not interested, I'll take a turn. Mate, I said leave it.

Just cos you've gone teetotal,

doesn't mean the rest of us can't have fun.

Hey. You want to play doctors and nurses? I'm Bradley.

Ellie.

Thanks.

What's that?

Well, thanks to the details you've given us,

CID have managed to put together a list of unsolved sexual assaults.

Quite a few matches.

See? I told you.

The thing is...

..the first one was 22 years ago.

So if they were all you...

..you would've been nine when that girl was raped.

You've got all the facts but you're just not old enough.

Know what I think?

I think your dad was the rapist, not you. You're wrong.

He's dead.

So why not tell the truth?

I'm guilty, OK? I'm guilty because I didn't stop him.

He'd taunt me. Tell me things.

He said if I ever told anyone, he'd do exactly the same to me.

I should've just gone to the cops but I was just so scared.

He should've rotted in a cell for his crimes, not died in his sleep.

It was my fault he wasn't punished.

I deserve to die or be locked up... HIS VOICE BREAKS

There you are. You owe me a drink. Sorry?

You got the lion's share of my last round.

It's only fair you buy me one. Excuse me? You're excused.

My hero.

I thought you needed saving, that's all. Oh, please.

You like me, otherwise you wouldn't have come charging in.

Maybe I do, but that doesn't change anything.

What would you do right now if you weren't my GP?

We wouldn't be talking.

Well then...you're fired.

And when I saw Bradley's post-grad thesis,

I knew he was something special.

Yes, it's a good job he's a genius,

otherwise there'd be very little reason not to have him committed.

I see where he gets his joie de vivre from.

It's a young man's game.

With age comes experience.

Heston! You old fox! Where you been hiding this one?

A pleasure. We've actually met before.

Have we? Think I'd remember you.

Didn't know you had it in you. I love this man! Oh, you joker.

Right, come on now everyone's at it

let's get this party kicked up a notch!

Get down! You'll break your neck!

Girls, who wants to see my stethoscope?

CHEERING MANY: Bradley! Bradley!

My vicious criminal's turned into the victim!

A victim who's assaulted a police officer

and allowed a serial rapist to stay free.

Hasn't he been a victim of abuse as well?

Living in fear all these years?

It doesn't change what he's done.

Of course not. But doesn't he deserve our help?

Help? Would you help him if he'd hurt your Chris?

No, I wouldn't. But I would know that I should.

Then you're a better man than I am.

Look, we've been judging John for witnessing all the suffering

and doing nothing about it.

If we don't help him, aren't we doing the same?

I'm sorry. I can't do this. What's wrong?

You're one of my patients.

You're worried about your job? Nobody needs to know.

I am worried about that, but...

This is going to sound lame, but "duty of care" is just a saying

until someone like you comes in and trusts me to help them.

I want to be worthy of that trust.

Wait! Have one more drink. You'll feel differently after.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Goodnight.

MANY: Bradley! Bradley! Whoo!

Right, we're going! Oh, thank goodness.

What? We're having fun! Chill out!

You're embarrassing me right now. I embarrass you?

You're a sad loser, Kev. I banked £600,000 last year while you...what?

Wrote some little prescriptions?

You want to have a tantrum, fine. Do it in back of the taxi.

You leave. We're all staying. I think I'll call it a night,

not that I haven't thoroughly enjoyed myself.

Well, I'm staying. Course you are. What Bradley wants, Bradley gets.

Heston, get us a cab. Of course. Madam, it's been a pleasure.

Call me.

Don't look at me like that. I'm not leaving.

Well, you'll be sitting there dry cos I've told him not to serve you.

That is low. Fine.

But I'm taking back a nightcap.

Only if you can remember her first name.

HE SIGHS Whatever.

It's this way!

You'll be charged with assault

which will probably mean you'll go to prison.

OK.

I've also contacted a counsellor.

I think you should...

I think you need to talk to someone.

I will do it, you know. You can't stop me forever.

Give us a minute.

I don't condone what you've done but if what you say is true

then you shouldn't punish yourself for your father's crimes.

You lived in fear. You've already paid that price.

If you kill yourself, he's won again.

Unless that's what you want? No.

Then try living.

Sergeant Hollins.

I'm sorry.

Right. One more drink!

No! No more drinks!

Pretending to throw up in the taxi?

We had to walk a mile because of that stunt!

Past a perfectly good strip club. Stop acting up mate. We're here now.

Nowhere else to go. One little nightcap? Then it's off to bed.

No. No more grief. No more, I promise. Kev, mate.

This is my life - airports and hotel bars.

I don't have roots like you two.

I don't get to see friends that often.

And we are all friends, right?

Oh, come on. One more wouldn't hurt.

Sorry you didn't get his stamp of approval for your article.

Oh, I did.

Permission to use his name and a signature to prove it.

That's a beer mat.

Upon which is written how brilliant my work is,

signed Bradley "The Love Missile" Dash.

Can you even use this? Why not?

If he's ever sober enough to protest,

I don't think he'll want the GMC seeing the proof.

Well done tonight. You think?

Getting that madman back in one piece,

resisting amorous patients - Howard would be proud.

Here we are, chaps. Choose your weapon.

To...good times!

BOTH: Good times!

You hooked up with my old lady. I should break your kneecaps!

I don't remember last night! Don't give me that!

Your mother was a concubine of Athos!

Your mother wishes you'd get out more.

But all we did was pick up a jacket.

Yeah, a jacket stuffed with marijuana!

Shall I just hoist my skirt up? Go home and get my pom-poms?

You can dance the tarantella naked for all I care! Just please help me!

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