Home Run Doctors

LAUGHTER

Aren't I the coolest chalet girl you've ever seen?

Make that the hottest.

CHATTERING ON VIDEO

Sean!

Dr Carter, I was just thinking about you.

-Were you?

-I've had an idea.

Ah-ha.

I was thinking of organising a staff outing

to the panto at the Letherbridge Hippodrome.

I know you're a bit of a theatre buff - well, a lot of one -

so I thought I would run it by you first.

Thank you, it's not really my thing.

But they're doing Robin Hood.

So I see.

I thought we could do some team bonding.

Form our own group of merry men.

And hilarious women.

It's not really even in the canon.

It's just some jumped-up director's attempt to do something modern.

Sounds like you could teach the Hippodrome a thing or two.

Well, I think I could.

In fact, I'm thinking of writing my own version.

One that knows its facts from its fairy lights.

Sounds exciting.

Hm. I will expose Robin Hood for the farce that it is.

Which one are you going to do?

Well, I...

When is Howard going to get those paving stones fixed?

I nearly broke my ankle again!

Cinderella!

Oh! That's my absolute favourite!

I've always seen myself as a bit of a Cinderella,

waiting for a prince to come, bring the right shoe...

It's a classic. A quintessential example of the genre.

What are you blethering on about?

Heston's writing a pantomime.

Well, maybe.

Whatever.

No, I think it's a great idea. Maybe I could help you?

There's no need.

I need to be alone with my muse.

Oh, yes, muse, yeah, quite right.

Thank you.

Hey!

I doubt Nurse Jackie's going to be into extreme sports.

I'm sure she's seen worse. And it's Mandy.

Wow! Sure there's enough protein in here, Gav?

I don't want her thinking I'm not looking after you properly.

Tuck in, or do you know something about this that I don't?

I'm not hungry. Too much coffee.

What's up?

Nothing. I'll sort it.

Edwards still on your case?

He's already given me two extensions.

Sorry, mate.

-It's not your fault.

-Yes, it is.

I don't remember you pulling any all-nighters in your first year.

I wasn't looking at the politics of betrayal and its influence

on 20th century militarism in my first year.

Never mind that - how's your breakfast?

Five out of ten.

Oi, don't push it!

Right. Where are you?

Nice. So what's new?

"Love is in the air at last."

Oh! That's cheesy even for you, Aran.

So, what else is new?

"Back to school. Letherbridge uni course... Memes and the message -

"synergising dynamic client communication

"with proactive team development."

Wow, bet she's pushed you onto that.

Have you got any superglue?

Wow! Who's that? I like those cheekbones.

Just someone that I used to know.

Yeah, right, the one that got away?

Something like that.

Come on. Gory details.

There aren't any.

Right. Cos you're seeing Jimmi now.

Actually, I'm not. That didn't work out.

Oh. That's a shame.

I mean, he's not a laugh a minute, but...

It's fine. We're both cool about it.

So you find yourself newly single and what's the first thing you do?

Look up your ex, of course! It's what the internet was invented for.

-Dig up any dirt?

-No.

Except, he's got a new girlfriend and she's younger

-and better looking than you are?

-Zara!

Count yourself lucky. You were about to break the golden rule.

What's that?

Never go back. It always ends in disaster.

I did go back. Once.

What happened?

It was a disaster.

Exactly. There's plenty more sharks in the sea.

Get over him and get a life.

-Glue?

-Sorry.

Hiya. You must be Gavin.

That's me. Come on in.

-The nurses at St Phil's speak very highly of you.

-Did they?

Said you're doing sterling work.

Well, that's what families are for.

You'd be surprised. Not all families rally round.

Would you like a drink? A cup of tea or something?

I'll see the patient first.

Of course, he's right through here.

PHONE BUZZES Excuse me.

You're OK. I can take it from here.

Well, it's all looking good.

Great.

Think I'll give the slopes a bit of a miss from now on, though.

Keen skier, were you?

No, first time.

Yeah, beginner's luck.

I'm more of a sun, sea and surf kind of guy myself.

Me too.

Is that why you were planning a trip to Australia?

Sorry, there was a request

for a copy of your medical records in your file.

Thought you were psychic there for a minute.

My mum lives there. She came over when this happened.

Wanted me to go back with her so she could look after me.

You didn't take her up on it?

I thought about it. Bondi Beach versus the Bullring.

But no, my life's here. And I've got my brother.

He seems like a lovely guy.

Yeah.

OK, any pain?

Nope.

You still going to all your physio appointments?

Yes. Gav makes sure of that.

Good. How are you finding it?

Look at that.

A few more months of this and Rio, here I come.

The Paralympics?

Yeah, sure, why not? Just need to get stuck into some training.

Look, stop calling, OK? Today is really not a good day.

OK? OK. Yes, I'll see you then.

Let me do that. I need to fill it up anyway.

You're OK.

You sound like you've got enough on your plate.

Yeah. I could do with brushing up my time management skills.

Anything I can help you with?

Not unless you're an expert on 20th century history.

No, I can't remember what I did yesterday.

Have you finished with Sean?

Not quite. I'll be with you in a minute.

How do you feel about wearing tights?

Sorry?

Heston's writing a pantomime.

If we're lucky, we might get to do a turn.

Aren't they doing a panto at the Hippodrome?

Yeah, but that's not panto in the true sense of the word.

Heston's taking it back to its Italian roots.

What's he doing - The Godfather?

No, Cinderella.

Oh! When's it going to be on?

-I'm not sure.

-What's the venue?

I don't think there is one yet.

Hm. Well, he could get quite a few punters in.

Any idea what he's doing with the profits?

Sorry. I'm sure Heston will give us all the details

once the muse has finished...musing.

PHONE RINGS

Good morning. Mill Health Centre.

-How's he doing?

-You'll have to ask him.

Course.

It must be hard for you looking after Sean, all your uni work...

It's nothing compared to what he's got to put up with.

He's not the only one that matters.

Don't tell him that. I'm OK.

-Sean mentioned that you haven't been sleeping well.

-It's nothing.

I've been doing a bit of web design for a friend in my spare time.

It helps pay the bills.

It's been messing up my sleep a bit, but I'll be OK.

You make sure you get some rest.

-You sound like my mum.

-Sorry.

I should take her advice - chamomile tea before bed.

Or you could come to the surgery

and get your doctor to go through some other options.

It's OK, I can handle it, but thank you.

Remember what I said - get some rest.

I will.

-KNOCKING

-Come in.

Can I get you a drink, Dr Carter?

I know how writers can lose themselves in their work.

What's all this?

These, Valerie, are the tools of my trade.

To create art, one must be an artisan.

Smell that.

Nothing like a virgin page of vellum

to get the creative juices flowing...

Oh, yes, virgin juices.

This, Valerie, is the finest ink money can buy.

Handwriting is a dying art.

I quite agree. The number of prescriptions I've had to decipher.

Don't mind me.

What's this, the Antiques Road Show?

A little project of mine.

He's being modest. Dr Carter's working on a masterpiece.

Putting in for Medical Book of the Year, are we?

No, he's writing a pantomime.

Can I help you, Kevin?

Yes, I wanted to change my rota, but Howard's not here, so...

I can help you with that.

You stay there, Dr Carter. You need to concentrate on your opus.

I haven't got long.

How is he?

Same as at the hospital. He's paralysed from the waist down.

He'll never walk again.

I'd like to see him.

No way. You've caused enough trouble.

I want a chance to apologise.

-It's a bit late for sorry.

-At least let me talk to him.

He doesn't want to see you.

Why didn't you tell me you'd moved?

-He's better off without you.

-I miss him.

You should have thought about that before you took the first flight home and left me to pick up the pieces.

I'm sorry.

I want to try again.

-Serious?

-Yes!

Sean's doing just fine without you.

I can't just forget about him.

You've been doing a pretty good job so far.

We all make mistakes.

Just go.

Get on with your life and leave us to get on with ours.

Hiya, Valerie. No Mrs Tembe today?

No. She's at home looking after Karen. She's such a Good Samaritan.

Well, this is my good turn for the day. I'm on my way

back to the campus, Chris said you wanted me to pick up...

Oh, yes, where did I put it?

Ah, can't see for looking.

It's been a bit of an exciting morning, actually.

-Really?

-It's a bit hush-hush, but Heston's writing a pantomime!

Oh, no, he isn't!

Yes, he is.

Oh, no, he...

Never mind.

Ah.

No, it's going to be a cut above the common theatrical entertainment.

Oh, yeah, yeah, of course. I mean,

I wouldn't expect Heston to get down with the common people.

See you later.

I'm back. Sean?

I'm in here.

How long have you been lying here? Why didn't you call?

Phone's on the table.

Come here.

Let me get your legs.

You OK?

Yeah, I think so.

DVD got stuck, thought I'd try and fix it.

You should've waited for me to get back.

I've got to push myself a bit or I'll never get better, will I?

Thought I'd try walking while no-one was looking.

-Just for the hell of it.

-Typical.

Just chill, Gavin. It can't get much worse, can it?

Where'd you go, anyway?

I had to pick something up from the library.

Right.

I'll get Mandy back round to check you're OK.

Sometimes I don't think I can do this, Gav.

Watch from the sidelines while everyone gets on with life.

Course you can. You need to get out.

I'll arrange for the real ale gang to get together again.

Yeah. Sure. Whatever.

You got a minute?

-Yes, don't mind me.

-Great.

I just wondered,

if you haven't already promised the money to anyone, any chance

you'd consider giving it to the kids' cancer ward at St Phil's?

-Sorry, what...?

-The money from the panto.

Valerie's told me all about it, sounds amazing.

I've got a friend who works on the kids' cancer ward.

They're trying to raise money for a new MRI scanner,

-but they've only made peanuts so far.

-Well, I'm sorry, but...

-The money from the panto would make a massive difference.

-I'd like to help, but there is no pantomime.

I haven't written a word yet, nor given any thought to who's going to get the proceeds.

Good. So I'm ahead of the game?

Yes. No!

Come on, do it for the kids!

It's not that I don't want to help.

Then what's the problem?

Fine. You're first in line if there are any profits.

Nice one. Thank you, Heston.

Enjoy your dinner.

Tell that brother of mine to bring me a beer.

What did your last slave die of?

Everything OK?

Nothing to worry about. He doesn't need to go to hospital.

Thank goodness for that.

You know, you can't be expected to be here 100% of the time.

I know, but what if something really bad had happened to him?

Well, that's what I mean - you can't take all the responsibility.

We could get someone in to help you.

I wouldn't trust Sean with anybody else.

Gavin, being sole carer, it's a lot to take on.

You do need a break from time to time. What about your uni work?

Family comes before some poxy degree.

Sean needs me. I'm not going to let him down.

-He's worried about you.

-Look, we're OK. I don't need your help.

All right. Well, you know where I am.

Yeah.

Mm, that sounds delicious.

Well, that depends...

Oh, Dr Khella, you'd make a lovely Cinders.

What?

In the panto. Wouldn't she, Dr Carmichael?

I'm sorry - hold on... What?

Heston's panto. Jas would make a lovely Cinders.

All I know is that if he's looking to cast the Ugly Sisters,

he doesn't have to look very far.

Hold on, I have to take this somewhere a little more private.

It's not a bad idea.

How can you have lunch? I am so excited, I can't eat a thing.

-Why, what's happened?

-The panto, of course.

We've just been talking about it in the staff room.

Everyone wants to know when it'll be on, you know.

Since you're still at the planning stage,

I wondered if there might be a few minor parts on offer?

I've always fancied treading the boards.

I'm yet to decide on the dramatis personae.

Zara thinks I'd be a shoe-in for an Ugly Sister,

but I'm not setting my sights so high.

Valerie...

Doesn't the Fairy Godmother have elves? Or is it handmaidens?

Depends what's in the true canon, I suppose, doesn't it?

There are no elves and no handmaidens!

You've really jumped the gun in telling everybody.

My Cinderella will probably never see the light of day!

It was just an impulsive reaction to the tacky commercialism

that has subsumed a tradition that is very close to my heart.

-I know what this is.

-What?

It's the stress, isn't it?

How can you be expected to find the time and space to write

-when you're worried about where and when it'll be on?

-That is the least...

You know what they used to say at the PCT?

"Leave it to Valerie". They knew who they could count on, you see.

Leave all the arrangements to me. Focus on your art.

Excuse me, nurse?

Yeah?

Could I speak to you for a minute?

Um, OK.

I saw you this morning leaving Sean Andrews' house.

I can't talk about my patients.

Please, I just want to know how he is.

And you are?

Lianna Willson. Sean and I were together for a while.

-Right.

-They've probably told you what happened.

No, they haven't mentioned you.

Really?

I wonder if you could get a message to Sean for me?

Why can't you give it to him?

Gavin won't let me anywhere near him.

He won't even give me his telephone number.

Why not?

He thinks it'll upset Sean too much.

Because you broke up?

Yeah.

And maybe I have left it too long,

but I was just confused about everything.

One minute we're together, the next...

Today would have been our anniversary.

A year.

I'm sorry. I wish I could help.

Please. If Sean can forgive Gavin, surely he can forgive me!

Forgive him for what?

Gavin was drunk. He crashed into Sean on the ski slope.

-He didn't tell you?

-No.

Welcome to another episode of Hangovers From Hell...

Too loud, too loud.

Come on, Gav, ready for your close-up?

-Oh, no, Sean!

-You'll love me for it later...

DOORBELL RINGS

Hiya.

Hello. Sean's not expecting you, is he?

No, I came to see you.

I bumped into Lianna Willson outside the surgery.

-What did she want?

-Is it true?

What, that she couldn't step up once she found out Sean's prognosis?

Yeah, it's true.

No, that you caused Sean's accident.

She told you that?

Let's just say it came up in conversation.

It's none of your business.

It is when it affects Sean's main carer.

Leave me alone.

He doesn't know it was you, does he?

I didn't mean to do it. He couldn't remember anything.

I panicked and told him it was Lianna.

She'd done a runner anyway, so he bought the story.

And you've been keeping them apart ever since?

I did what I thought was best.

For who?

He trusts me. He'd never forgive me.

I think it's best that he finds out what really happened from you.

Haven't you got anything better to do than follow me around all day?

I need to run something by you.

OK, you have got three minutes. Fire away.

What you said earlier about not going back...

-What about it?

-It doesn't have to be the golden rule, does it?

You know better than most, rules are there to be broken.

Normally I would second that, but in this case...

I'm not lonely or selfish or jealous.

I just finally know what it is I want.

Being with Jimmi helped me to see it.

Well, at least you got something out of it.

Yeah. I know that the man I really want

to spend the rest of my life with is Aran.

Aran? The ex-ex?

Listen, when I was trapped with... that man, afraid I was going to die,

Aran was the person I really wanted to see.

He's the only man who could ever make me laugh one minute

and shiver with excitement the next.

If he's so perfect then why did you leave him?

I was too immature and messed up to realise what I had.

My life was all over the place.

This time, I know it's what I really want.

Wow.

That's some scorecard. Paralyse your brother, lie to him about it

and keep his girlfriend away from him.

It wasn't planned.

Try and stay calm, Sean.

You idiot! I thought we told each other everything!

I'd had too much to drink, I shouldn't have been out there.

It was an accident.

It could have been the other way round.

But you lied about the one person I've ever been serious about.

No, she did freak out. She did do a runner. I just...

Took advantage. You're both as bad as each other.

Maybe I'll take up Mum's offer after all and go out to Australia.

Seems like she's the only one I can really trust.

Wait, there's no need to make a decision now.

You're on his side now, are you?

No! I'm not on anybody's side.

I'll do anything you want. I'll jack in the course.

I'll concentrate on looking after you.

It's too late for that.

DOORBELL RINGS

That might be Lianna.

All this time you thought it was me. You must have hated me.

You could say that.

I'm sorry. I'm the one who screwed up here.

I know I've been a coward, but I haven't stopped thinking about you.

Gee, thanks. How do I know that you won't run off again?

I won't. It was the shock. I know where I stand now.

-Well, I'm glad someone does.

-I tried to get in touch with you!

You obviously didn't try hard enough.

You're being too tough on her, Sean.

It's my fault you didn't hear from her.

It doesn't matter.

I love you. I've always loved you.

Let's give these two a minute, shall we?

Well, don't say I didn't warn you

when it all comes crashing down around your ears.

Why should it? That didn't happen with you, did it?

What do you mean?

You and Daniel got back together.

That seems to be working out OK.

That is totally different. We have a child together.

Come on, that is not the only reason.

You wouldn't have got back together

if you didn't honestly believe he was the man for you.

No.

And you don't regret it, do you?

No.

It was such a shock. Everything changed just like that.

I didn't know how to handle it.

You think I did? I needed you and you weren't there.

-Gavin...

-Gav stayed. Whatever else he did, he stayed.

He looked after me.

Out of guilt!

Can you honestly say you're not here for the same reason?

I'll make it up to you. I can look after you now.

Please, Sean, I'll do whatever it takes.

I'm sure you believe that. But I can't.

Not now.

Let me try.

Every morning, after the accident, I'd wake up and there would be

a moment, and for that moment, things were as they used to be.

But then I'd remember everything that I'd lost.

Each time I'd hope that today was the day I found out that

I hadn't lost you, that you'd come back.

But every day you didn't, and I loved you a little bit less.

Don't say that.

There's nothing left. I'm sorry.

Please, Sean.

Goodbye, Lianna.

You know you did the right thing in there.

Did I?

Hm-mm. The truth would have come out eventually.

You're right. Thanks.

Maybe you both need a fresh start.

Maybe. But no-one can look after him like I can.

Well, let Sean decide.

I'd best be off. You'll be OK?

I'll be OK.

Look, I'm a doctor,

I'm a GP, Dr Khella,

I'm doing a health presentation

for a group of disadvantaged members of the community.

This course is essential to help me get my message across.

Wait! Deepak Gupta, my father knows him.

Lovely man, I'm sure he'd be very upset

if I didn't get on the course.

Oh.

I'll give you £50?

£100?

Come on, when was the last time you had the chance to earn

100 quid just for putting someone on the course?

No, of course not.

So, I'm on it?!

Thank you. Thank you so much.

I don't know what you're looking at me like that for.

-OK. So Aran might be there.

-I knew it!

Something smells good.

Oh! The sausage rolls!

Are you a Peeping Tom?

I'm Karen.

Wow. You really don't know who we are, do you?

I definitely saw someone.

And I'm definitely sure there's no-one here.

My make-up's run. Have you got any cotton wool?

Yeah.

It's cosy in here.

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