Love's Young Dream Doctors

SHE BREATHES HEAVILY

SHE TAKES DEEP BREATHS

LOCKS CLICK LOUDLY

SHE UNLOCKS THE PORCH DOOR

SHE SIGHS

BIRDSONG

Until you've got the strength back in that wrist I'd take it easy,

-OK?

-Yeah, thanks, Doctor.

Next?

No-one. It's quiet until classes start properly next week.

Oh, well, a skive it is.

Actually, a quiet day's just fine by me...

These shoes are killing me.

Remind me never to let Daniel buy shoes for me again.

Every time he does something nice, he expects a...

Scooby snack.

And if these are a size five I'm Eric Pickles.

-Just take them back!

-Oh, Daniel's coming round at lunchtime

and we're BOTH taking them back.

IF a patient shows up, send them through.

-MAN: Just leave her alone!

-SCREAMING

GLASS SMASHING

I do apologise, Miss Marden, but my last patient over-ran.

This patient is a medical assessment for the DWP.

Double appointment, so if you're still there, we'll be a while.

But, hey, you stay right there, you keep an eye on my timekeeping.

Hi. I know it's short notice, but can you make lunch?

Great, I'll book us a table. But that's only if I've got time

before my next patient. I wouldn't want to upset management!

HE GASPS AND PANTS

I need to see a doctor!

Are you registered with us?

Are you a student?

Well, let's get you registered.

I'm...I'm in a lot of pain. I need to see a doctor fast.

Get him registered after I've treated him.

I'm going out for my lunch, now!

I'll register him, then! Come through.

Remember to get his current GP's details.

The Department of Work and Pensions have requested a further

medical assessment from your GP.

I'll send my report and they'll make a decision about your ESA payments.

-OK?

-Yes.

-Good.

Says you've been with us for nine years and

the last doctor you saw was Dr Wilson.

The information I have on your case is sketchy,

seeing as we hardly ever see you, which is good!

-Usually.

-I don't go out much. Hardly ever, really.

I haven't been out my house in weeks.

OK. Shall we begin?

-You're in pain?

-Yeah.

Let's take a look.

I...I think I'm supposed to leave it in.

For a doc to take out.

Yes...leaving it in was right.

How did this happen?

I fell on it.

At that angle?

You're right about leaving it in, but you need to go to A&E.

I just want you to take it out and give me something for the pain.

I mean, it doesn't look like it's hit anything important.

Removing it might cause a bleed. A&E can deal with that. I can't.

Yeah, but...but who wants to wait for hours to get seen.

Believe me, you won't be made to wait.

The best thing I can do. Is call you an...ambulance. SIRENS APPROACH

Are they here?

No. They're heading towards the campus.

-I don't want to go to hospital. I told you!

-Right,

if you're not prepared to take my professional advice,

then I suggest you leave.

I just want you to do something about this and

then I want to chill here for a little while, then I'll be gone.

People will be here ANY minute.

That woman said she was out of here. It's lunchtime, campus is dead.

There won't be anyone here for a while.

ZARA EXHALES HEAVILY

-Can you cook your own food unaided?

-Yes.

-Can you wash or bathe unaided?

-Yes. Of course.

Can you dress and undress unaided?

Yes, but...I...I don't need someone's help

just to get through the day. I never did.

The reason I get these payments is...is because of my husband,

my ex-husband. I'm sorry, it's just difficult

talking about this to someone I don't know.

Sian, I appreciate these questions can be frustrating,

but they're necessary

if I'm to form an opinion about your ability to return to work.

I notice you've got some scars there.

Do you mind if I take a look?

I thought this was about my mental health?

It is, but if there's been some physical damage,

it's always a good idea to have a look at that too.

Please, just chill out, then I'll be gone. Nobody gets hurt.

This really isn't a clever thing to do.

Holding me hostage. You're making things worse for yourself.

Look, I'm not keeping you here against... I'm not!

I don't have a knife or anything.

If I try to leave, you'll stop me. Won't you?

What do you call this other than holding me here against my will?

Happy hour? As for your wound,

I can't do anything for you through your T-shirt.

You have to go to A&E... HE GROANS IN PAIN

-I told you not to!

-Take a look!

And now you're armed.

Has it made things worse?

I can't tell if there's an internal bleed.

Which is entirely possible.

Hurts like...! Can't you put a bandage on it or something?!

If you don't mind me asking, how did you get these?

MAN'S VOICE ECHOES: 'You know you deserve this, don't you?

'You know what this is for, don't you?'

My husband. Ten years ago. They've healed now.

How are you getting on with the anti-depressants?

They help. I gave up smoking. I felt better after that.

I eat better too, I try to look after myself.

I wish all my patients looked after themselves as well as you seem to.

OK, shall we?

This is going to hurt. A little bit.

HE GROANS, SIRENS WAIL OUTSIDE

I take it this and those are connected?

What did you do?

Maybe they know you're hurt and the ambulance is for you.

It isn't for me.

I was in a fight with a bloke.

-I thought he grabbed a knife.

-He was armed?

He was queuing in the dining hall.

He grabbed it from...argh! Can you do something about the pain?!

Yes.

-You might try to drug me.

-Course I'm going to drug you!

How else do you think the pain's going to stop? If I give it a dirty look?!

Take them, don't take them. Your choice!

Is that us?

Just about. Good news. I think you're in good shape.

I'm marking in my report that you can probably start back to work.

-What?!

-In my opinion, you're fit to work.

But I'm not! I stay indoors all the time.

I can't face going out.

I told you that I haven't left my house for weeks!

You made it here.

I had to. They'd have cut my payments if I didn't.

I'm sorry, but I can only go from what you tell me,

and from that, I don't think you qualify any more.

Can't we start again? You can change your assessment.

What would starting again achieve?

You giving me a different set of answers?

I didn't think you'd take my payments away.

You're panicking too soon.

Moving forward, I submit my report and I assume,

if they're asking me to do that, the ATOS report is inconclusive.

They might just stick with the original report.

But it's obvious that I'm in a mess.

Not to me, it isn't! You seem to be in good shape.

Physically and mentally, there's been a lot of progress.

Please...please, change it?

I'm sorry, I know it takes a bit of getting used to,

but this could be the best thing that ever happened to you.

HIS VOICE ECHOES: And anyway, you have the right of appeal.

I am sorry but I can only go on what you say.

They might follow the original report anyway.

HE WINCES

How long till these painkillers kick in?

-Look...I didn't mean to hurt you.

-That's OK, then. You're the best(!)

I told you, you behave, you don't get hurt.

-Where do you see this ending?

-What d'you mean?

Lunch is going to finish soon. The receptionist'll be back.

Yes, it's quiet, but it's not dead, we don't just treat students.

It's a drop-in centre.

And you need to go to hospital, because that's going to bleed out.

When it does, you will lose consciousness.

You would say that!

It's in your interest to end this now.

There's no upside to letting it drag on.

So, what's this all about?

You're not a student here... did the university not let you in?

-No.

-Did you used to work here? You got sack?

No!

My girl...she's a student here.

We've been together since we were 14!

She dumped you? And you came to get her back?

You know it's highly likely that she doesn't...

People move on.

It's not like that! Kelly and me... I'm not smart, like her.

But we're good together.

All her family thought I was never good enough for her.

Like you need a degree to love her.

If I had a daughter, I'd insist on at least a first. Or a good masters.

What?

I love her. Always have.

When she leaves here, she wants to move to London.

I was going with her and I HATE London.

-Is it her that's in hospital?

-No! I'd never hurt her.

So you've attacked her new man, haven't you?

She binned me with a text.

I deserve more than that, don't I?

That's cold. I'd say you were well rid.

Hurts more than this.

So, where do you see this ending?

Because take it from a woman...

you lost any faint chance you had of getting her back,

the second you attacked the new man.

Is there a plan?

Hey.

You got here quick.

I wasn't far. Hi.

-Hey.

-Did you run here?

No, I drove. I hit traffic, so I parked and ran the rest of the way.

Running used to be my thing.

Till I started obsessing over other things.

Don't obsess about obsessions.

When I was a kid I'd never let myself stand on a pavement.

Now I can force myself to do it.

And every time I do, it's like a little victory for Team Me.

Y'know, my ex never got any of this. Never got me.

If anything she was an enabler.

Stop. Stop talking about her.

And stop with the cutlery.

Oh...

Now you. This is your crack in the pavement.

THEY LAUGH

HE LAUGHS

-Now you can arrange it again!

-Yes!

-But enjoy it, embrace it.

Or you can leave it.

Either way it's a little victory for you.

You're in control, not the OCD.

Can I have a menu, please?

PHONE VIBRATES

I do have to answer that.

Or they'll be wondering where I am.

Speakerphone.

'Valerie? Hi.'

Hi, Zara. I've heard there's some trouble over at the uni.

-I'm just phoning to check you're OK.

-Me? Yes. I'm fine.

Great. No-one knows what's going on.

I just hope nobody's hurt.

Let me know if you hear anything. Bye.

-Valerie wait...

-Yes?

Have you seen Howard at all today?

No...should I have?

We did a staff assessment about you last week.

I was very complimentary about your work.

Awww, thank you.

Howard was keen to offer you a contract extension.

And I recommended you for a promotion.

And a pay rise.

'You are SO lovely!'

Speak to Howard. OK?

I will do. Look, I've gotta go.

Also... Daniel said he's on a half day.

He's going to collect Joe then collect you.

Yeah, fine, bye.

You look a bit peaky. Are you OK?

I'm fine...thank you.

You take as long as you need.

Do you want to tell me about it?

I...I...

If you're going to have a funny turn, this is the place to do it.

Loads of doctors and nurses.

Actually, I think Dr Tyler is still free.

I can ask if he'll...

No...no, thanks. I just need a minute.

-PHONE RINGS

-I've got to get that.

I think I should text my partner.

I'll tell him I'm busy, not to come.

-You're texting no-one.

-You don't want him coming here

-with our son any more than I do.

-Shut up.

You've got an hour, max, before people realise you're here.

Kel? It's me, Paul.

You all right?

Look, I'm down here, at the uni this morning.

I'm at the uni doctor. She's letting me use her phone.

Dr Carmichael. I had an accident.

I need to see you. Please?

Yeah, I'll explain. I'll see you then.

She doesn't know what happened to him.

If you think I'm going to sit by while you hurt an innocent young woman, you're off your head.

I just want to talk to her. I'm not going to hurt her.

Like you didn't mean to hurt the man that you STABBED.

You have this RIDICULOUS fantasy that she's going to come here,

-you'll convince her she's wrong and she'll fall into your arms again.

-No.

You do! What else do you think is going to happen? It's either that or revenge!

What happens if this ridiculous fantasy doesn't play out

and she doesn't see the error of her ways?

You two got together when you were kids.

You grew up together, you grew apart.

It's not nice but it happens.

-What she needs from you now, you can't can give her.

-Shut up.

And, what you need from her, she can't give you!

Her dumping you by text, yes, it sucks!

-But it's time for you to man up!

-Shut up!

-It was always going to fizzle out, it's over!

-Enough!

She'll be here soon. I need more painkillers.

Ooh, sorry!

-Oh, hello, Karen.

-Hi. How are you?

-I'm fine, thanks...

-Good.

I hate it when that happens.

When someone clearly knows you,

and you cannot place them for the life of you!

Nightmare!

-Oh!

-Yeah.

BANGING ON THE DOOR

She's here.

If you want me to let her in, I have to go to reception.

I'm going to need my shoes.

Aaaargh! Urgh!

-Are you Kelly?

-Yeah!

-Have you got your phone?

-Where's Paul?

-Call the police. He's inside.

-The police?!

-You can't go in there! He's dangerous.

-Paul?

-Yes!

-Seriously, Kelly!

-Paul?

-Paul?

-Stay there.

-What happened to you?

-Kel...

Please tell me you haven't come here for me?

We can sort this out.

Paul! I know I shouldn't have texted you,

I know I should've come home and told you to your face...

But I didn't know what to say.

It's over, there's nothing to sort out.

No, no, you couldn't say it to my face because you still love me!

What?! Paul...no!

It's not that I don't care for you, I don't love you any more.

I don't know how I can be any clearer.

-Keep away from him.

-He wouldn't hurt anyone.

Oh, yeah? He's put your new bloke in hospital.

I...I didn't mean to. He went for me with a fork.

I just defended myself.

Here's what's happening. The police are going to come.

You're going to give yourself up.

Kel, you know I wouldn't hurt anyone.

If you came here not intending to attack him,

the only way to make the police believe you,

is if you give yourself up.

It's over, Paul. Turn yourself in and get help.

Please!

-What hospital is he in?

-St Phil's, I'd imagine.

-Thank you.

-Thanks.

Why don't we date each other?

Come on, I'm giving into to my impulses...

-Wow. That's a surprise.

-Not really.

Two nut jobs coming over all love's young dream. Imagine the children!

I'm serious. You understand. You get this.

So would any good therapist.

You're hardly going to jump into the sack with them.

Yeah, but you're hot.

People like you and me... we're different.

Not from each other, but from everybody else.

Why should we keep duly apologising for not being like them,

like we're broken. Why should that limit our lives?

OK...when's the first date?

-My place. Friday.

-You're on.

How is he?

Good. Thanks.

He's in theatre.

-I'm sorry.

-If I were you, I'd keep my hands well above my head.

I'm Dr Carmichael, he's injured, you'll have to take him

to hospital or call in a police surgeon.

-What's happening? Are you all right?

-Everything's fine.

I'm going to have to give them a quick statement. Then I'm calling Howard

-and I have to take the rest of the afternoon off.

-OK. OK.

You still want to take those shoes back?

I don't think the shop will take them back now.

You think? Come here.

-HOWARD WHISTLES

-Howard!

I'm on my break now.

Anything you want to talk to me about?

No.

Erm... Anything about my contract...?

Hmmm. No change there.

SHE GASPS

SHE SOBS

-This is Valerie, from the Mill Health Centre.

-Is everything OK?

You look great! It must be what, ten years?

Impersonating a doctor is a very serious offence, Valerie Pitman.

I'm calling you on my personal mobile,

if you're worried about anything at all,

-you just call me at any time.

-OK.

Audrey?

Are you at home?