Speaking the Truth in Love Doctors

Don't come back this time.

DOOR SLAMS

SHE SOBS

Oh. Oi! Very gentlemanly.

Uh? You just...

SHE SIGHS Never mind.

What's up with you?

Didn't get much sleep, did I?

Ah, you missing Jas? No.

Are you worried about something?

Yeah. How I'm supposed to keep up with this Chantelle bird.

She's insatiable. Kevin! What?

You don't have to talk about women like that, you know.

Oh, so you don't want to hear about my date tonight, then?

Sally, 22, last year at uni.

Classy(!) What about Chantelle?

What about her?

Ugh.

And what time was this?

About... About an hour ago.

Right. OK.

You say you got a look at the man.

Could you give me a description?

Um...

Miss Waide?

I...

I know who took it.

Right. OK. A name?

It was my partner. Ex-partner.

Keith Byton.

And why did Keith take the car?

You must think I'm such a slob.

You don't have to tidy up on our account.

It's not usually like this.

Are they your bottles?

Oh... Keith's. I've tried to get him to give up. You know.

Are they from last night or was he still drinking this morning?

This...this morning.

DOORBELL

Dad? I didn't know if you'd be in.

Yeah. I've got a couple of days off.

Can I come in? Yeah. Of course.

Are you all right?

Hey, you're looking great.

Wish I could say the same.

Is your mum in?

Her and Len have gone away for the week.

Do you think she'd mind if I crashed here, just for a couple of days?

Are you and Helen...? I don't know.

Yeah, for a couple of days, then. Thanks.

OK, so they should be ready in about a week.

Actually, here, take my card. It'll be quicker to call me

than go through reception. Sometimes they can be a bit slow.

Any problems, just give me a call, OK? Thank you. Any time.

Have I got something on my face?

No. Then what?

Giving your card to patients? She was worried.

Oh, right. So if she looked like one of the Ugly Sisters,

you'd be so willing to help(?)

Of course. I treat all my patients equally.

Ah, right. You'll be giving your number to Mrs Mooney, will you?

PHONE RINGS

Excuse me.

Hello.

Oh, hi.

Oh. Ah, yes. Of course! Of course, I remember YOU.

Was with Uncle Nathan last week. He was asking about you. Yeah?

Said he'd not seen you for a while. I've been busy.

We should call him, get him round.

I don't know.

The three of us, we could spend some time together like we used to.

Maybe.

Not today.

Tomorrow, then?

Let's see.

Dad, when was the last time we spent some time together?

KNOCKING

I'm not here, all right?

Keith Byton?

Sergeant Hollins, Letherbridge Police. We've come to have

a little chat about the car that's parked outside. Why?

Because we've had a report that it's stolen. Of course you have.

She's reported it stolen?

So, what, you've come to arrest me, have you?

Look, I am aware that you're the only person who is insured to...

It's my car.

Yeah. See, I don't think this is really criminal.

I think this is more domestic.

Yeah, that's all it is. A domestic.

Great. So if you and Miss Waide can sort it out between the two of you...

Whoa, whoa! I'm not sorting anything out with her. No way.

OK. Have you been drinking this morning, Mr Byton?

So what if I have? No, he hasn't. I have.

I've got reason to believe you have been driving

under the influence of alcohol.

She tell you that as well, did she? He's not. Dad, tell them.

I'm not telling him anything.

OK. Well, I'd like to take a breath specimen off you, please.

No. Dad!

If you refuse, you give me no option but to arrest you

and take you down the station.

You've got nothing to prove. Just do it.

Make me. Mr Byton.

Come on, pig. Arrest me. OK.

So, Fay. Faith.

'Faith. Of course, Faith. I knew that.'

It's great to hear from you. What can I do for you?

I just called to thank you.

'Thank me?'

What happened between us on my hen night, it's changed everything.

'You've changed everything.'

Oh, yeah, right. Great.

You might've been drunk, Kevin, but you were talking sense.

I'm way too young to settle down, to know what I really want.

Well, glad I could help.

So, I've decided I can't go through with it.

I'm cancelling the wedding and it's all down to you!

Hold on. You're cancelling your wedding cos of me?

Yeah. They're all waiting for me but I don't care.

OK, good luck with it all!

I've already told you.

Failure to provide an initial specimen is an offence.

You had no reason to ask me for one. We've got the right to request one

if we think you've been driving under the influence.

All you've got is her say so.

But the next test you provide is the important one

and it'll depend on that whether you're disqualified or not.

I'm not doing it.

Well, then you've just committed another offence, Keith.

You're such a jobsworth.

I'm going to make a complaint about you when I get out of here.

Harassment. Hm.

Thanks.

Another date lined up?

No, it's this girl I met last week.

She just phoned me to thank me for the night we spent together

and to say that she's cancelling her wedding.

No! It must be a joke.

No, I don't think so. She's there now.

She's getting married today?

Supposed to be.

Oh. I hope you told her she's doing the wrong thing.

Why would I? Kevin! It's none of my business.

It's obviously just last-minute nerves.

You can't let her cancel the wedding

just because of a one-night stand with you.

But if she doesn't want to get married... She doesn't know

what she wants, does she? Otherwise

she wouldn't have called you.

You're going to have to go and talk to her. What? No way! Kevin!

You're not really going to let

this poor girl make the biggest

mistake of her life, are you?

So you found him, then? Yes, we've spoken to Keith.

He is the only person insured to drive the car, isn't he?

Does that matter? It's still mine.

Do you think you two could sort this out between you,

rather than making it a criminal matter?

Does that mean you're not going to do anything about it, then?

Like, charge him or...

We have no grounds, I'm afraid.

Well, what about for the drink-driving?

Did you get him for that? We're still looking into that.

OK. But when they do, will they...? You know, will they keep him in?

No, probably not.

So he could come back here?

That looks nasty on your arm.

I...I caught it in the door.

Helen, if you need any help... I don't.

Is there any one you could call to come and be with you today?

Any family or friends? No. There's no-one.

Sorry. Sorry.

Sorry.

Nice dress.

Sorry, do you mind if I...? Thank you.

Faith? Faith. It's Kevin. Open the door.

Oh, Kevin! I'm so glad you're here!

HE SQUEALS

LOUD BANGING

Helen, open the door!

God.

BANGING

You're not going to get away with lying like this, you know!

SHE SOBS

BANGING

Helen! Open the door now!

I'm glad to see that you came to your senses.

But because your specimen is negative I'm going to

use my discretion and only caution you for failing to give

the breath test earlier.

What about the car?

I've spoken to Helen

and she might choose to pursue it as a civil matter.

She won't. She can't even drive.

Why did she make the complaint?

Why do you think?

I don't know. But I do know that she was distressed

when I saw her earlier.

She's good at that.

And she had bruising on her wrist.

Do you know how she got them?

What are you getting at?

I'm just trying to understand.

No. No. I know what you're thinking.

Course you are.

Keith.

Keith? Get the doctor!

Doctor! Keith?

What happened?

He just collapsed. Can you hear me? Get him back in the chair.

OK. Support his head. Oh, oh, get him up. Get him up.

Keith, can you hear me? My name is Dr Reid.

Oh, my...

It's totally normal to have second thoughts, you know.

Is it?

Yeah.

Dave's probably having them too. You think?

Definitely. And if you love him... Which you do, don't you?

..there's nothing stopping you going downstairs right now, is there?

PHONE RINGS

I suppose I could do worse.

Yes.

Dave is probably the nicest bloke you could ever meet.

Not the smartest or the best-looking but...kind. And...nice.

And my dad - my dad loves him!

Nice? Faith, calling a man nice is an insult.

To you, maybe.

No. Trust me on this one. Tea is nice. Jumpers are nice.

A man should be sexy, suave, sophisticated.

Not nice.

He's all those things, too.

OK. Great. Well, really happy for you.

If there's nothing else, I should really get back to work.

KNOCKING

No! I'm not ready! Please. Just a few more minutes.

OK.

PHONE RINGS

Oh.

Why don't you delete the pictures of us off my phone whilst

I redo my make-up?

Pictures?

Wow. Looks like we had a great night.

It's A good way to celebrate your last moments of freedom, eh?

What?

But that's just it, Kevin.

It wasn't great. It was awful.

Really, really awful.

Keith's son's here. How is he?

I suggested he go to hospital, but he's refused.

Although I think he would benefit from being looked over properly.

His tests have come back clear. Couldn't be drugs, could it?

No, I don't think so.

Well, just before he collapsed, I was asking him

some questions about his partner and he became very agitated.

You think he faked his collapse to get out of your questions? No.

I think his anxiety levels went through the roof because

she's got bruising on her arm.

She looked very upset and frightened, to me.

Look, Keith collapsed because of his injuries.

He's covered in bruises, scratches. And you saw the burns.

Did he say where they came from? No.

Stella Waters said she'd never had a night

like the night she spent with me.

And she meant that as a compliment, by the way.

Andrea Coombes, she actually cried during it, it was so good.

Stacey, Tracey, Dominique -

they've all said I was they best they'd ever had.

It wasn't you, Kevin.

I mean, it was you - we definitely did. But it wasn't your fault.

It's...

I've just never enjoyed it.

Never?

Not really.

PHONE RINGS

Sometimes people can have...

problems...down there, you know?

Not that I know much about it, but...it's OK. You can get help.

Your son's arrived to take you home.

You didn't tell anyone, did you, about these?

I had to tell Sergeant Hollins.

HE SIGHS

Keith, I know you didn't want me to say anything,

but your injuries are serious.

You need to tell someone what happened.

Nothing happened.

All right. Well, look,

if the burns start to weep, please go and see your GP.

And when you're ready to talk, well, you know where I am.

He's ready to go.

Did he say anything else?

No. He's definitely hiding something.

They both are.

I'd like to report an assault. By my boyfriend.

Have you told Dave how you feel?

No. But if I'm happy, he's happy.

Yes, couples can live happily without having sex but it has to be

a decision they make together.

Well, maybe I could find those feelings.

No. What?

Nothing. I felt nothing.

Not even a little stirring? No.

Have you ever enjoyed kissing a man?

No. Not really. Have you ever enjoyed having sex with a man?

No. What's wrong with me?

I don't think there's anything wrong with you.

Have you thought that...you know,

maybe you're just not into men at all?

What?

Well, that maybe...you're gay.

You can't seriously believe her.

The police need to investigate these complaints properly.

Whatever she's said, she's lying. I'm not. Danny, take a seat, please.

She's already lied once today. You know that.

I know this stuff is difficult to hear but its best if you

just let the police investigate.

You can't believe her! My dad's not like that.

I know it's hard to hear, but it is true. Shut up!

Calm down or I will ask you to leave.

I'm not going anywhere. Well, sit down and be quiet.

And let her spread lies about my dad?

I'm not lying. Keith hurt me.

Your dad hurt me. Just stop it! Stop talking about him like that!

I said calm down. Oi! What are you doing with Danny?

Last chance, Mr Byton.

She's saying that you hurt her, Dad. Tell them you didn't.

What? Terry, can you take Miss Waide to interview room one, please?

Dad. Tell them!

How could you? How could I? How could you?

How could you do that to me? Come on, Helen. Dad?

It's time people knew the truth.

I have been with a woman. Just once.

Did you...like it?

Yeah. I did.

Did you like it more than you did with Dave or me?

Yeah. There you go.

It's not that Dave's the wrong man for you,

it's that all men are wrong for you.

No. I want to be with Dave.

I really do.

That's not fair on Dave or you.

He's my best friend. That doesn't need to change.

It's not true, is it, Dad?

Why is she saying all that stuff?

Dad! Answer me! What do you think?

Doesn't look good, does it?

You didn't.

You wouldn't.

Wouldn't I?

No.

How else did she get the burns, then, eh?

I don't know!

But if you've got nothing to prove then why didn't you just say that?

It was like this morning with the breathalyser. You've not had a drink

in two years, but rather than just say that, you got yourself arrested.

It's pathetic. You're pathetic.

Are you not going to say anything? Say something!

Danny, look at me.

There are all sorts of reasons why people don't speak up straightaway.

I know that your dad will, but it needs to be when he's ready.

Josie, can you get a cup of tea sent through to Miss Waide, please?

White, three sugars. Thanks. Three sugars?

She's upset. And what about Keith?

Do you not think he might be upset?

She's a vulnerable woman.

He's a vulnerable man. We can't assume that she's the victim.

Who says I am?

Rob, I know things are tough at the moment with Karen,

but you can't let that cloud your judgment.

You what?

Sorry.

So why did you bring Keith in this morning?

Because we thought he might have been drink-driving.

Even though he's been sober for two years?

People lie for all sorts of reasons.

Can you talk me through what happened today?

How you got the burn on your arm?

Keith was angry because I was

planning on going to see my mum.

He doesn't like it when I visit her.

How often do you manage to see her?

Well, I try to go once a week, but it's hard.

She lives in Coventry. It's a nice home, but...

..it's not always easy to get up there.

So, Keith unhappy with you going to visit your mum. What happened then?

Uh...

He told me...

He told me I couldn't go until I'd finished the ironing.

But once I had, he wasn't happy with it.

He does that quite a lot.

He does that quite a lot.

He waits until I've finished

and then if it's not good enough, he'll just throw it around the room

and make me do it again and again until it's right.

Then what happened?

I, um...

I started picking it all up,

all the clothes,

but it wasn't fast enough for him.

So he picked up the iron

and he held it on my arm, and he

said, "That should speed you up."

I tried to stop him.

I think I...

I must have scratched him when I tried to get him off me,

so he said, "See how you like it!"

Can you remember where you scratched him?

Um...

No. I'm not...I'm not sure.

Maybe his arm.

I can't...I can't remember.

Don't worry. That's OK. I know this is hard. Sorry.

When we came to see you, earlier on,

you mentioned that Keith had been drinking this morning.

Do you think that might have had something to do with this argument?

I think so.

It often does.

I knew we should have gone with pink buttonholes, not white.

You do know you can't go through with this, don't you?

You've got to tell Dave the truth.

How would you feel if your fiancee told you on your wedding day that she liked women?

I'd be pretty miffed. Exactly.

But I'd be even more upset if she went through with the wedding

knowing full well I wasn't right for her.

PHONE RINGS

I can't. Yes, you can.

If you love Dave like you say you do, you've got to tell him.

Dave?

What I'm failing to understand

is that you have told us, twice now, that he had a drink this morning.

Yeah. He did.

But when we tested him earlier, his results came back completely clear.

Well...he didn't have very much.

No? No.

But even if he'd had a very small amount, it would have shown up.

Maybe it was last night he drank. Not this morning.

Maybe.

You see, I have been given to understand

that Keith has been sober for nearly

two years now. Is that true?

No.

No! I mean, he has been,

but he keeps slipping up.

That's what we argue about.

He'll tell everyone he's off the booze, but he isn't. It's a lie.

Ask him. We will.

And you also said you were planning on seeing your mum today, alone.

Yeah.

But you can't drive, can you, Helen?

No, I know. Keith usually drives.

You said you were going to go alone.

Yeah, because he drives me there, then he doesn't come in to see her.

And will your mum verify that? Because we will ask her.

How did you really get those injuries, Helen?

Am I under arrest?

Don't speak to them, Dad. Not without a solicitor.

No, you're not under arrest.

Please keep out of it, son. Dad, you need a solicitor.

And we know that Helen lied about you assaulting her.

What? So a formal statement from you coupled with the forensic evidence

should be enough to convict whoever inflicted those wounds on Helen.

And on you.

What do you mean, on him? No!

Keith... No! We're only trying to help.

Dad?

You've got nothing to be ashamed of.

Then why do I feel like such a fool?

Keith, you're not a fool.

Not at all.

What's going on?

Helen did this to me.

Probably did the same thing to herself.

For the last two years, she has constantly threatened,

assaulted, intimidated me

and made me feel like the smallest, most pathetic man alive.

And I let her.

I let her.

Mind how you go and I'll see you again in a few weeks.

Thank you.

Not giving her your business card?

Why would I do that? Just thought she was your type, that's all.

I don't mix business with pleasure.

Since when? Since women are more hassle than they're worth.

I'm going to focus on myself now, my career.

I've got to stop copping off with inappropriate women.

Find someone a bit more special.

Good for you. I hope it works out for you.

Thanks.

Lisa Robinson.

If you'd like to go through.

And may I remind you, you're still a married woman.

No, please don't remind me!

To all intents and purposes, you are Cinderella.

I am Cinderella. Exactly!

What else have you two organised for me behind my back? Nothing!

Just learn your lines and don't bump into the furniture!

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