Nun But the Brave Doctors

CHORAL SINGING

Right. Let's do it.

Busy morning?

Fine. Yeah.

So, how are things?

Yeah. OK. Just...

I broke it off with Hermione.

Oh, mate. I'm really sorry to hear that, I really am.

I'm fine. I don't really want to talk about it.

No, no, of course not.

Look...I hope the whole Hermione thing isn't going to make

things 'awk' between us.

HE SIGHS

I'd hate that, you know. You mean the world to me.

You've always been such a...such a lifeline!

No, it's...no problem.

Good.

Maybe I shouldn't have told you. Maybe I... You know?

No, no, no, it was the right thing to do.

Morning, Christopher! You all set?

Yeah, there's no rush.

Stocktaking is hardly front-line medicine, finish your coffee.

How was your stag do? You got a sore head?

No, no, no, it was pretty run of the mill.

-Listen, we might as well have at it, yeah?

-Yeah.

-See you later.

-See you.

See you.

SHE BREATHES DEEPLY

Good afternoon, may I help you?

I do hope so.

I'm not registered here, I just need to see a nurse.

Of course, Sister.

It would be a privilege for us to serve you at this practice.

If you would just fill in this form.

Can I get you anything - tea, coffee?

A cold glass of water?

I'm fine, thank you.

Please get your feet off the seating!

Peter Grover?

Sister Catherine, is it? How can I help?

I think I might be pregnant.

Right. OK...

-Thank you.

-Thanks very much.

Tembe, you massive spoilsport, why didn't you send the nun to see me?

I wanted to ask her

whether it's true that nuns don't wear a brassieres

because The Lord is their only support.

It is far more appropriate for Nurse Marquez to provide

-medical care for the Sister.

-I'm just joking.

Just trying to cheer up my esteemed colleagues

with some charming repartee.

There is nothing charming about your conversation today, Dr Haskey.

Fair enough.

My own doctor's a staunch Catholic, and he's getting on in years.

He'd have an apoplexy if I said that to him.

And it's not exactly the kind of kit a nun can buy over the counter.

Yeah, I can see how it might cause a bit of a stir.

Headline in the News of the World. No, that's defunct, isn't it?

Well, whatever it is that's replaced it for juicy gossip.

People love anything to do with nuns.

Jokes or scandal, it's all fair game.

-I know exactly what you mean.

-You do?

Yep. I get jokes aimed at me all the time when people find out I'm gay.

Well, there you go.

Between us, we've got the 'rag mag' demographic sewn up.

Oh, I don't know. Think we might need an Irish bricklayer.

SHE LAUGHS Yes, we could, couldn't we?

I really must stop all this jokey silliness,

but somehow it does helps.

Well. In my job you learn a lot about humour.

It can be a handy coping mechanism

when things get a bit stressful, or difficult.

It's not just in your job, is it?

Now's not the time, but I'm a very good listener.

Thank you. But let's just think about you for now, eh?

HE GROANS

I'd like to get a bit more of a feel of where you're at,

before we do the test, if that's ok?

If you must.

Do you think you'll have good support if you are pregnant?

For instance, how does the father feel about it?

-I mean the father of the baby, not...

-I know what you mean.

Do you need that information for medical reasons,

or is your curiosity getting the better of you?

I've got a duty of care to you.

It would really help me to know the background.

Your emotional state.

How well do you know the man -

would you like him involved in your choices?

Should we test for STIs?

The man does not know and will not.

And yes, it...

It might be wise to test for infection.

SHE CATCHES HER BREATH

I was raped a few weeks ago,

at the soup kitchen my local community runs with the church.

It was after we closed. I was clearing up.

What, someone broke in?

No, not at all, it was a regular helper.

He offered to stay behind to help me clear up.

So you knew him?

There is no way I'm going to the police,

if that is where this is heading.

But things like this have to be reported.

No, no, I couldn't bear everybody knowing. The shame, the humiliation.

The nun-and-sex jokes are getting so very personal and specific.

Please, think about it. He should be dealt with.

He will be. One day.

But what about in this life?

He needs locking up. I mean, what if he hurts someone else?

And what about you?

If you don't face up to what happened,

it could cause you real issues in the future.

Yes, I've had training in counselling. Thank you, Nurse.

You can't just pretend it didn't happen.

Please...you do not need to worry about me.

I know exactly I will handle it, should the test prove positive.

I will move into a convent somewhere else.

I will go back into civilian dress

until after the baby's born, of course.

We don't want people faced with a pregnant nun

every time I pop out for a packet of crisps, do we? SHE LAUGHS

And there are so many childless couples who are just

desperate to give a baby a loving home.

Please, Nurse.

I just need to know what I'm dealing with, and I can be on my way.

The ladies' is at the bottom of the stairs.

Thank you.

Go on.

I feel out of my depth.

I'm sure you're doing an excellent job.

I can say and do all the right things,

but I haven't got a lot of experience in this kind of thing.

You're a police surgeon, you must have come across this a lot.

You have to respect the patient's wishes, Mandy.

Sometimes it can take people years to be ready.

If she doesn't want to talk to the police...

She needs to work through it, though. I mean...

It's like she's put it in a box, she's coping way too well.

If she reports it, it might help her face up to things.

And you could talk her through what to expect.

I don't know what else to say to her.

All right. Seeing as it's you.

It's negative.

So the lateness could just be normal irregularity.

I don't want to make assumptions, but the cycle can be

disrupted even if you've never had sexual intercourse before.

I hadn't. They say you always remember your first time.

Well, certainly the missed periods are nothing to worry about.

And you're not pregnant.

Which is good news - presumably?

I chose my life, and I don't regret it. Not for a moment.

Yet this might have been my only opportunity to have a child.

Funny.

Our Mother Superior is retiring in about six months,

and I've been approached to succeed her.

In about the same time it would have taken me to have a baby,

had there been one, I will be made a Mother.

How ironic is that? SHE LAUGHS

I don't know if Nurse Marquez mentioned it,

but as well as being a GP I'm also a police surgeon.

Patient confidentiality. Patient choice.

Of course.

But if you change your mind...

The experience was horrific enough, without having to relive

it in court - all that aggressive questioning by the defence.

People sniggering about me behind my back. No, no, no.

I really would rather just put it behind me and retain some dignity.

There's a great deal of dignity in someone who's managed to survive

abuse and is then able to stand in court and tell the truth.

Doing the right thing?

Yes, he said he knew I would never be able to face people knowing.

He said that.

He told me if I went to the police he'd say really nasty things

about me. How it was to be with a nun and...

I'm not one of those people. I am not heroic,

I cannot suffer abuse and let it be known for the greater good.

But you've spent your whole life working for a greater good.

It's not the same.

Teaching in Africa, bits and bobs of counselling, debt advice,

soup kitchens. None of that costs me personally, it's only my time.

What if he does it again? Could you live with that?

I don't think he will. I think it was an aberration.

How can you possibly know?

Is he married, does he have children?

What if he's doing it to them?

I really think they're fine. They seem fine.

Look, if he is, then it's up to them if they bring him to justice or not.

But aren't they so much more vulnerable

because they're with him every day?

Thank you for your time, Doctor.

I do appreciate it.

Of course.

Right, you'll like this one - there are two nuns in the bath.

-And the first nun says...

-"Where's the soap"?

You see? Sex and nuns. It's funny.

I thought she'd gone.

For goodness' sake.

You have no idea, do you?

Look, I'm sorry.

I thought I'd find you in here.

You checked that dating site for results yet?

Do you want me to have a look with you?

Look, I guarantee you you'll have at least two, even if one of them

is Kevin and the other is me in a dress.

I'm not in the mood.

What's up with you?

It's just that case earlier. It makes everything else seem so petty.

Why do bad things happen to good people, eh?

Beats me.

I'm sorry. I know you went to a lot of trouble, but...

I'm not interested.

Stay here a sec.

-Oh, not you as well.

-Mm, what?

I'm thinking of taking up counselling,

the state everyone's in today.

I was just thinking about a case that won't go away.

It's bringing up a lot of questions, unfinished business.

That is unlike you. So get in there and finish it off.

I'm not sure I can.

-You are kidding.

-All right, I'm not sure if I should.

It would mean crossing a line. Pushing a patient too far, maybe.

Well, you know me. Lines are there to be crossed.

If it's important, do it.

Is that your considered counsellor's opinion?

Yes, it is. That's 60 quid, please.

Seriously, Mum - sometimes you've got to meddle.

The cuts are obviously hitting the NHS worse than we thought.

The soup's gone, but there's still some sandwiches left.

If you don't mind tuna.

-Oh, Chris, no!

-23 replies so far.

Not bad for a woman dead set on spending the rest of her life

-like a nun. Right. Have a look.

-No, no, I'm not ready.

What was so amazing about Freya?

-She was amazing, wasn't she?

-Yes.

Yeah, she was kind

and she really cared.

She had oomph and she was funny, you know?

We had a real connection.

So, theses woman aren't Freya, they're nowhere near.

But there are still women out there who have those things going for them.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Maybe it won't hurt to have a look.

THEY LAUGH

Is that fake tan or jaundice?

Ooh, nice, looks like she's knitted herself a wig.

She'd go down a treat at your craft club, mate!

Oh, no, what's her name?

Eurethra Strattica?

Oh, you can get ointment for that.

Dab it on!

Go on, then. Out with it, whatever it is.

All right.

If your God is so great, why did he let you go through this?

Stuff happens. I think that's the polite version.

Oh, all right. Well, if he's so almighty and loving,

why does he let people go through

the stuff that they have to wade through every day?

That mankind is evil doesn't prove there is no God,

it only proves there is a devil.

Where was this God, when all this was happening?

He was with me. It's his promise.

"Never shall I leave you, never shall I forsake you."

-I'm sorry, those platitudes mean absolutely nothing to me.

-He WAS with me.

He was there the whole time - hurting with me,

knowing exactly what I was going through.

As he is with all those who suffers.

As he would be with you with whatever grief it is that you've buried

so deep.

-He does bring healing too, if you let him in.

-No...

-He does.

No, I don't buy it.

You have loved this God so faithfully,

you've given your whole life to him.

I don't understand why he didn't protect you.

So that I could comfort others with the comfort he showed me.

So that I could be there for them and support them,

knowing exactly what they had been through, as Christ did for us.

Good will come out of it in the end.

God always turns everything around - and if he's allowed me to go through

this excruciating experience, then there has to be some point to it!

Oh, very good.

Very, very clever.

Oh, she's got a kind look. Or am I just imagining it?

No, she has. You see it in her eyes.

She looks like she'd be fun.

I reckon we'd have a laugh.

Add her to the list?

One, two, three.

KNOCK ON DOOR

You have another patient.

Drop them a line. There's no harm.

No harm.

I will support you every way I can.

And there is an amazing team of people at the station who will be

with you every step of the way. There's even a chaplain

if you don't want to speak to your own priest.

I promise you, Sister Catherine.

You're not going to go through this alone.

No, I won't be alone.

-Hi.

-Hey. How's it going?

Good. Sarah's replied. We've got quite a chat going.

-Nice. Was that the one with the Labrador?

-Oh, Coco, yeah.

Swapping names of pets already? Could be onto something big.

No, we're taking it slow. But I'm going to nip into town

and get a new outfit, just in case.

Anyway, better get back to it.

We're playing Snog, Marry, Avoid with cartoon characters.

It's hilarious.

-Next.

-Eh?

Do you fancy giving me a hand with these over to the Mill?

-They're a bit heavy on my own.

-Yeah, sure. Why not?

Cheers.

-Oh, sorry. I'll take those.

-Hi.

Hey.

-What a dull afternoon.

-Yeah.

Well, I hope you have a better evening.

Right, well, I make that Beer O'Clock.

-I don't really fancy a night out.

-Nah. Me either.

Oh, fair enough.

I just thought it might be nice to have a little bit of company.

It's a year on since my dad died and all that.

Oh, well, a jar or two wouldn't hurt.

Yeah. Yeah. Why not?

We should try the Cardinal Arms - it's next on my to-do list.

Legendary for its real ale. They've got a new one,

which is called Hawkins Fuddle Pluck.

Cardinal Arms, legendary is not the word, mate.

Somewhere else, then. Wherever, whatever - I don't care.

It'll be fun.

MUSIC PLAYS: "Is This The Way To Amarillo"

Here you go, boys.

We could withstand a siege.

Yeah, I should probably go after this one.

This place is all right, isn't it?

Isn't it?

Has he offered to stay back before?

Yes, a few times. The church volunteers often do.

I... I didn't think anything of it.

But this time there just didn't happen to be anyone else.

Exactly.

Has he been back since?

Not to the soup kitchen, no, but...

he has been to Mass on a Sunday.

With his family.

I'm aware of him, wherever he is and

he sort of just stares right at me.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Right, I've submitted the report.

And there's still some evidence that you were forced.

Bruising to your wrists and to your shins.

Even though it's still very faded?

It all forms a picture.

And that scar, well, that's going to be significant too.

Anyone fancy a game of darts?

Oh. They've got backgammon over there. And cribbage.

-Is that like poker?

-Mm?

Oh, Bob the Builder! Yes, he can.

Try this, mate.

Genius.

Greater stability.

Oh, yes.

Now we are cooking with gas.

To the stars.

We'll need you to talk to the forensics on site.

Show them which kitchen knife it was.

That way they can analyse the pattern next to your scar

and link that back to the actual knife used.

But it doesn't prove it was him.

The more detail there is supporting what you allege,

the greater the likelihood that what you say is reliable.

But not beyond reasonable doubt.

Look, I think we're wasting our time here.

It's... He's just going to walk free.

Look, we're not going to pretend that a conviction is a done deal.

It rarely is.

In this case, it's going to be your word against his.

And although I don't want to stereotype,

I do think that you have the edge there.

Plus we'll investigate the man. Who knows what else that might turn up?

Over the last few years, there have been many cases of abuse

brought successfully, over much longer time periods than yours.

It's always worth pursuing - always.

If that's what you want.

Get dressed and we'll pop back to see you in a little while.

Man, people take this stuff seriously.

It says that you can stack a thousand dominoes

on one single domino.

Nah. I'd need more height.

Oh, here are. How many dominoes can you stack in 30 seconds?

The record's 48. I reckon you could smash that.

-That's a great idea.

-Yeah. We should do that next.

Reidy, take a photograph.

We should document this in case we want to replicate it

-or challenge our personal best.

-Yeah.

Come here, let's get in it.

Jimmi, smile.

If you do decide to press charges, CID will be ready whenever you are.

-Mm-hm.

-But you don't have to make up your mind now.

It's been a long day.

It certainly has. Thank you for sticking with me.

Excuse me. Just take a seat.

Right, boys, that's me. I'm going to shoot off.

-Bye, then.

-Yeah, bye-bye.

I'll e-mail you the photos, all right?

-Great. Thanks. Thanks.

-Careful - you'll knock it down.

Chill. It's all under control. There's magic in these bad boys.

I don't want to know!

Seriously, these fingers craft exquisite scale models,

they build incredibly detailed circuit boards.

If they were a military force, they'd be the Special Boat...

Whereas your sausages are more like the Cub Scouts.

My fingers are like a finely-tuned Aston Martin.

Your fingers are more like a Morris Minor.

A classic of design and engineering, so I'll take that.

Depends who your role model is, James Bond or Nurse Gladys Emmanuel.

Thank you, Mr B-B-B-Bond!

My work here is done.

-I'm out.

-Me too.

Oh, different shape.

I think my statement can wait till tomorrow.

Of course. I'll tell them.

I knew him from school.

He was two years above me.

I thought he was going to kill me.

(Welcome to the team.)

CAR ENGINE STARTS

Freya.

Oh, it's you.

I asked for Dr Carter.

Well, bad luck.

I thought I saw Freya yesterday.

I mean, I know I can't have done but it felt like seeing a ghost,

it really freaked me out.

Am I the only sane person left on the planet?