The House on Coppertree Hill Doctors

Come on, Ellen! Before I die of old age.

Sorry.

What is up with the heating? It's like flippin' Siberia in here.

Knackered. Like the rest of the place.

Sooner it's sold the better! What is wrong with this thing?

Come here. Look...

It helps if you put them in the right holes.

Right, when we've seen your dad, we'll get cracking.

Shouldn't take long.

-I hate this place!

-Well, you're bound to feel a bit weird

camping out in the house you grew up in.

No choice. Care homes don't pay for themselves.

We should ask him if he wants to keep anything.

Have you had any breakfast? SHE SIGHS

-Well, that's not going to help, is it?

-I'll live.

Oh, great(!) What have I done with my keys?

Valerie! >

MOBILE RINGS MAN: Hello.

-We've been for interviews before.

-I know, but this... It's huge.

-You're sure this is what you want?

-Positive.

-Knock 'em dead.

-You too.

Come on, then.

Right. And we agreed, remember?

No post-match analysis. We'll just wait for the call.

-SHE SIGHS

-OK.

I must've forgotten to lock it.

It'll be that little thug from next door.

Tarquin, or whatever his name is.

Isn't he the one who dug up your mum's tomato plants?

Nothing else is touched.

It's this house, I'm telling you. It doesn't want me here.

-I'll call the police.

-No!

I want to see Dad. We'll sort this later.

MUSIC BOX PLAYS: "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star"

MUSIC CONTINUES

Why don't you take a seat?

I take it we're doing better than yesterday?

You'd make a great Widow Twanky.

Don't change the subject and Widow Twanky's from Aladdin,

-not Cinderella.

-An Ugly Sister, then?

Er, Nurse Reid! Show some respect for your elders.

Of course. I apologise.

Are you surgically attached to that? Because I could remove it

-and find somewhere else to stick it?

-Dr Carter!

I swear this thing has got a mind of its own.

Well, somebody needs to. How are you doing?

Er, with what?

How many of our colleagues have you signed up? Three, four?

-Um, yeah, I've sent an e-mail.

-Two?

Anyone agreed to participate?

-I was just about to ask Mrs Tembe.

-MRS TEMBE GASPS, DOOR OPENS

-Good of you to join us!

-Morning!

-Morning, morning.

-Good morning!

Well, why do you not ask Dr Haskey? I'm sure he would be delighted.

Oh, that's an amazing idea! He'd be a great Ugly Sister!

Oh, er, let me know when Zara gets here.

-He's like an overactive puppy.

-SHE LAUGHS

-Morning, Mrs Tembe.

-Good morning, Dr Carmichael.

SHE CLICKS HER FINGERS

Your home visits for today.

-Oh, great, I've got time for a coffee first.

-Er...

Nurse Reid is looking for you.

He is canvassing support for Dr Carter's pantomime.

I'll pick one up on the way.

-Good morning. Can you fit us in?

-Yes, of course, Mr and Mrs Majique.

MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES

Um...

VOICE MAIL BEEPS

'Hi, it's me, Tilly.

'I had a great time last night.

'Are you free for a coffee this afternoon? Call me.'

'Bye.'

KNOCK ON DOOR

Hi, Dad.

-Leave me alone!

-Dad?

-Ron, it's only Ellen.

-I don't want her here. Get her out!

Why don't you go and sit in the lounge? I'll talk to him.

Well, I'd like to think I'm adventurous without being...

well, reckless, I suppose.

Um, but equally, when it comes to my practice,

I've got both feet firmly on the ground.

I have a very logical and ordered approach.

I'm organised and I can organise other people.

But where change is concerned, you have to have people on board.

There's no point in trying to make the journey without them.

Oh, that's a tough question, um...

I've had to cope with plenty. That's...life, I suppose?

But I don't think my work has ever suffered.

I think we actually accomplish more

when we face the challenges in our lives head on.

I believe I've done that my whole life.

I think that's very important in a professional environment.

I'm not sure if that's true, if I'm honest, um...

Some decisions come easier than others.

You can't always be 100% certain you're doing the right thing.

Not that I'm not sure about THIS decision, you understand.

I think it's fine to disagree with your colleagues,

as long as you can have an honest and open debate.

In my experience, that's where a lot of creative thinking is generated.

Of course my patients are important to me.

But I think it's about...finding the balance between work and play.

Um... Most of the time, I think I get it right.

Well... I do.

Examples? Yes, of course.

Perhaps I could take you through my most recent achievements first?

Examples?

Ron? Do you know who I am?

I'm not senile, you stupid woman!

What was all that about? Ellen's really upset.

Er, it's...

It's too late. It's all...too late.

My baby's gone.

Well, you told her to, remember?

It's all my fault.

Well, look, I can get her. She's just outside.

Ron?

We can't do this, Gwyneth. It's wrong!

Valerie?

It's all right.

Look... We've been sorting through the house.

Ellen wants to know if there's anything you wanted to keep?

No, er...

You can't.

Er...

Oh... I've done something terrible.

What? What are you talking about?

Why? Um...

Well, why wouldn't I?

Um, what I mean is, er...

Well, it's a fresh start.

Leave all your troubles behind, that sort of thing.

I feel I've taken my current position as far as it can go.

It's time for a new challenge

and this company will definitely be that.

Not that I'm saying my current position is troubled! Um...

Not at all. In fact, I get on really well with everybody.

Brilliantly, actually.

They are the leaders in the field.

It's only natural to want to work with the best.

I'm not saying that Letherbridge was the last resort or anything.

Um, it just... It came along at the right time.

I was pretty desperate.

Sorry.

I devised the methodology.

I'm very happy to talk you through my thought processes.

My biggest achievement?

Um... NERVOUS LAUGH

You and Tilly seem to be getting on very well.

Yes, OK, leave it, Mother. Please.

-Oh, you could've warned me about the budgie!

-And where's the fun in that?

-Ah, just the people!

-I was only saying.

-But I don't want to discuss my love life with you.

-Oh, love life?

-Love life? Ooh!

-Oh, what's this?

-Er, coffee?

-He's making mine!

-While you're here.

-Ah! Run for your lives!

He's going to ask you to be in Heston's panto.

-Will you do it?

-Not a chance!

-SHE SNORTS

No way! It's Heston! Are you kidding?

D'you know what? You would make a great Wicked Stepmother.

Thank you.

SHE LAUGHS

That could not have gone any better.

-No.

-I'm starting to believe this will happen!

Perhaps we shouldn't get our hopes up.

-You're not changing your mind?

-No, of course not.

I just mean it's out of our hands.

I'm telling you, we aced it!

-OK, I better get back.

-How much notice do you have to give?

-Er...

Seriously, mate, if anyone can carry this off, right, it is you.

I can just see you in petticoats and lipstick.

Ooh?! Whatever you get up to at home, mate, that's your own affair.

But what about you? I bet you fancy a bit of dressing up.

Not even in your wildest fantasies.

Either of you.

You know, I think Joe'd be really proud to see his dad on stage.

-Aw, you going to do it?

-On one condition.

That you...

-That you don't mention anything to Zara.

-Oh?

-You want it to be surprise?

-Yeah, something like that.

-No problem.

MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES

VIBRATING CONTINUES

VOICE MAIL BEEPS

'It's Tilly. Again! Look, if you can't do coffee, what about dinner?'

'Can you just let me know soon as? Bye, then.'

No, I understand. Thanks for letting me know so quickly.

If anything else comes up, perhaps you could...let me...

know?!

SHE SIGHS Thanks for nothing(!)

-Come on, then. Hit us with it!

-Eh?

-I've just come to eat my sandwich.

-You're stalking victims for Heston

and thought you'd pick off the weakest in the herd.

-Which of us is that...?

-It's you.

-OK.

Oh, come on, it'll be a laugh!

-It'll be a nightmare. It's Heston.

-I'm not asking just anybody.

-No, you're asking EVERYBODY.

-OK...

-But, um, if you say yes, then you get the pick of the roles.

-Ooh!

-And it's for charity.

-All right, I'll give you a fiver for your tin.

Go on, then. Carpe diem.

-Eh?

-It means "seize the day".

And that's what you were doing with Dr Khella, is it?

You were carpe'ing the diem when you told her

that she was in love with some other chap?

-Insight. What can I say?

-What, seriously?

-Yeah, why not?

-Well, you hate speaking in public for starters.

-Exactly.

Mrs Williams, you cannot expect Dr Carter

to rearrange his diary in accordance with your dinner plans.

MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES

Er...

Yes. Yes, I understand... VOICE MAIL BEEPS

-'Have I done something to upset you?'

-Mrs Williams?

-'Because...'

-Hello?

-'..if you're not interested,

'you could let me know instead of just blanking me.'

So rude!

-TILLY SIGHS

-'Ring me back. Bye.'

-Carpe Diem? You're full of carpe!

-I'm broadening my horizons.

-Started writing greeting cards?

-You'd do it, you're just too scared.

-Am not.

-Are too.

-Am not.

-Are too.

-Am not!

-Are too.

-D2!

-Why aren't you doing it, then?

-Who said I'm not?

My Auntie Sheila was a big fan of pantomime. She'd be delighted.

-Brilliant!

-I'm not wearing tights, though!

-You'd never get any big enough for your clown feet.

-Write this down.

Dr Haskey cannot wear high heels, because it hurts his calves.

Right, we're on, then. Just I'm not dressing up as a girl, though, OK?

Yes!

Aw, thank you!

-Bye-bye, Jilly. Bye. MOTHER:

-Thanks, bye!

SHE LAUGHS

Aw! She just gave me a picture of her cat

to say thank you for making her feel better.

-Ah! Let me guess. Ginger?

-His name's Mulder.

Aw! Isn't he lovely? SHE LAUGHS

I didn't think I'd miss this, but I really would.

-It's good news, then?

-Monday, though!

-Monday! I mean, I knew it'd be quick, but even I didn't think it'd be that quick.

-Monday?!

We need to get a move on. We'll have to fly out Friday night.

-What did Howard say?

-Um, he's on holiday.

Well, someone else, then. One of the partners?

Um...

Oh, come on, Jas! It's gotta be done.

There's no time like the present.

I can't go!

I blew it!

-Are you serious? What happened?

-I messed up!

Honestly, it was a complete disaster. I should've sold tickets.

OK, OK!

Look, it's not ideal, but it's not the end of the world either.

I suppose...Canada's not that far away, is it?

Not these days.

We can...visit...Skype....

What are you talking about? You're still coming, aren't you?

-I haven't got a job.

-Er...well, I have.

Come on, come on, look, you said it was for real this time.

Prove it.

I've tried making this dozens of times.

It never turns out like your mum's.

Secret ingredient. You'll not find it in any recipe book.

-Love!

-SHE LAUGHS

She got orders off the back of that charity lunch we did.

Blotted her copybook with the vicar, though, as I remember.

She almost sold his coat.

Poor bloke only put it down for five minutes.

He went round telling everybody not to stand still for too long

in case they found themselves on the wrong side of a carrier bag!

She was a force of nature, your mum.

I don't know what I would've done without her at the PCT.

Now it feels like I've lost Dad too.

He doesn't know who I am half the time.

He seemed to have a lot to say to you, though?

I was asking him if he wanted to keep anything from the house.

It was a bit weird.

-Weird how?

-He went all panicky. Said he'd done something awful.

Like what? Was he with it when he said this?

Yeah, I think so. But he seemed really scared.

Anyway, he asked me to find some old suitcase he hid in the attic.

What suitcase?

-LAUGHTER

-Oh, yes, I can't believe it!

-You better get the flights booked.

-Flights? Yes, right, flights!

-Now, who's dithering?

-Wow! Wow, this is actually happening.

You better believe it.

One little sticking point.

Your contract!

It's for a good cause and I thought you were all for good causes?

Er, good causes, Nurse Reid, yes. Making a fool of myself? No.

Um, Mrs Gordon-Smith?

Ah, do you want to go through? I'll be with you in a sec.

Oh, come on, Mrs Tembe, you'd make a cracking Fairy Godmother!

I take it you have already volunteered your services?

-Well...no.

-Oh, but you were about to?

Because I cannot believe you will expect others

to do something you are not prepared to do yourself?

Fine! But backstage, yeah? Sewing costumes or something.

Now, please, Mrs T, right?

You were amazing when you did the talent show.

It's for sick kids and Dr Carter... He'd be made up.

Please?

Very well.

If you want me to offer my services, I will be happy to oblige.

Now, if you excuse me, some of us have work to do.

MOBILE VIBRATES

What is that noise?

What...?

VOICE MAIL BEEPS

TILLY: 'Look, this is ridiculous.

'Typical man! The attention of a fruit bat!

'I had a menu planned and everything! Oh, just forget it!'

MUSIC BOX-STYLE PLAYS: "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star"

Bingo!

MUSIC CONTINUES

HE SNORTS

HE SOBS LOUDLY

MUSIC CONTINUES

Ellen?

Are you all right?

What are you doing?

MUSIC CONTINUES

Look, um, something's come up, something urgent.

I know, technically, I'm still in contract,

but I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.

Oh... That's really lame.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS, SHE GASPS

-'Jas?'

-Howard!

'Mrs Tembe said you were trying to get hold of me.'

-You feeling better?

-Feeling stupid.

I've been doing this to myself. Why? It doesn't make any sense.

You went for a nap. Were you sleepwalking?

I don't know.

You found it, then?

It was in the loft, just like your dad said it would be.

How come he remembers something like that and forgets who I am?

-Your dad was very adamant that we didn't open it.

-Why?

What's in it?

He didn't say, but I think we should respect his wishes.

Besides, it's locked.

No, it's fine. Everything's fine, er...

Except...

Look, if you're back, maybe I could pop in and see you?

Well, I'm back on Monday. Can't it wait till then?

-Not really. HE SIGHS

-Well, spit it out, then.

'Sometime this side of Christmas!'

-OK, um, I'm just going to come straight out and say it.

-'Go on.'

Aran's been offered a new job.

Well, that's very nice for him. And I need to know this, why?

The job's in Canada. He's flying out on Friday.

Are you still there?

And you want to go with him?

Look, um, I know it's asking a lot.

'And there's no reason why you should let me, but this...'

Well...it's our last chance.

Um... Howard, please.

'I love him and...'

If I don't do this, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.

'Um...'

Never mind. I... I shouldn't have asked, um...

Look, er...this isn't your problem. Why should I leave you in the lurch?

Look, I'll work my notice, of course I will.

'Um, I'm sure it'll be fine.'

I'll just have to go out later than planned.

Go.

Sorry?

I'll find cover.

'Are you serious?'

I don't know what to say.

It's life. Grab it while you can.

Howard... VOICE CRACKING: Thank you.

Good luck.

SHE SOBS

-I'm not here! You haven't seen me!

-Five minutes. It's about the panto.

I got the e-mail.

Right now, before you say anything, it's for charity.

Yes, well, I am a very busy man and I do have a reputation to maintain.

That's not what you said going on about the radio thing.

-Ah, well, that's different.

-Different, how?

-That was you.

HE SIGHS How is it going to look, right,

if you are the only person not contributing?

Like I've got better things to do with my time!

Remember what you told me! You know, public face of the practice?

Come on, think of the PR!

-Yes, I did say that, yeah.

-Yeah!

And if anyone's the face of the practice, well, it's...

Well, that's you, surely?

All right. I'll do it.

-Brilliant.

-Go on, get out of here before you talk me out of it.

Brilliant! Thank you!

I couldn't find a key.

Dad?

What's wrong? Dad, you're scaring me.

No.

-I'm sorry.

-Do you want me to open it for you?

It doesn't matter what's in here. I don't want to know.

-Gwyneth, what are you doing? Who is she?

-What's he talking about?

Who are you? What do you want from me?

-Where's Ellen?

-Stop it!

-Stop it.

-Ellen, love. There's no point.

Look at him.

I think you should open it.

HE SOBS My beautiful baby girl!

I'm here, Dad.

Open the case.

MUSIC BOX-STYLE MUSIC PLAYS: "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star"

I don't understand.

"Four-year-old Nicola Armsden."

-SHE GASPS

-Dad?

HE SOBS My beautiful baby girl!

Ellen's gone. She's dead.

Gwyneth didn't know what she was doing.

Then...I'm...?

You abducted me?

-It says it was a woman.

-Mum?

It's OK. Everything's going to be all right.

-No, it's not.

-It's OK.

Daddy's here.

ZARA: An irritating fly!

-Buzz around me any longer and I might just swat you!

-Well, it's a shame,

cos I bet Joe would love to see his mummy on the stage.

Oh, that is so below the belt!

But fine, OK, it's worked. You can put me down.

HE LAUGHS But not a word to Daniel!

Oh, my lips are sealed.

Yes.

-Just call me Mr Motivator.

-That's nearly everyone!

How exactly did you persuade people?

-Boyish charm?

-Emotional blackmail.

Ha(!)

VIBRATING

Oh... Aw, I've been looking for this all day!

Oh, Chris, Chris, Chris! Behind you!

GASPS AND LAUGHTER

What are you doing?

-Ha!

-That was dessert! At least I didn't bring the chilli.

Vanilla! It's nice!

At least I've got the balls to dump you to your face. Have a nice life!

Not! I'm going home!

-Tilly, wait!

-I'm not even going to ask.

What on Earth did you do to that poor girl?

-Did you see what happened?

-I've got something to tell you.

-I really hope you'll be pleased for me.

-Why? What's going on?

I'm leaving.

Dr Khella. Did you say you are leaving?

-When?

-Aran's got a job in Canada.

-Canada?

-We fly out tomorrow.

-Tomorrow?

-Howard said it's OK.

-It's a bit quick, isn't it?

Not really. I should've done it a long time ago.

It's time to move on. Maybe even grow up a bit?

I wouldn't go that far.

Well...

I suppose congratulations are in order?

-Thank you.

-Yeah! When's the party?

Oh, yeah, that's a point. We've not exactly got a lot of time, have we?

Well, I, er... I will have a word with Miss Pitman.

I'm sure she will be delighted to help out.

Are you really leaving us?

SHE LAUGHS

-Can I help?

-Yes, you can.

This...gentleman is trying to take a pie without a voucher

-and it's not even for him!

-Oh, dear.

The panto! The party!

Yeah, it's great. One of our close colleagues is leaving for ever...

-I will be reporting you as a...

-Yes?

As a dragon!

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