The Invisible Man Doctors

'Robbery in progress, Cranworth Street. All units respond.'

7514 responding.

'Negative, 7514, regular officers only on this one.'

Can I help?

-Library, please.

-Down there on your left, first on your right.

BELLS CHIME

MAN MUMBLES

Oh! Sorry. Sorry. Couldn't get away!

It's all right, one of those days?

Oh, three no shows! Then, just as I'm about to leave,

Good Time Tina turns up, desperate for the morning-after pill.

Do you know, it's the third time this month?

'Course, she insists on giving me a blow-by-blow.

Oh, lovely! Well, I'm glad you're here.

Five more minutes and I'd have been eating the furniture!

You should have ordered!

Here have a drink. Sounds like you need one.

-Oh, no, better not.

-I thought you were on a half day.

Er, yeah. I've got paperwork.

If I have a drink, I'll be asleep by four o'clock.

Er, think I'm just going to have a salad.

-Come on, you need to chill.

-No!

Are you all right?

Yeah. Sorry. I just haven't got a lot of time.

When I said I'd meet,

I wasn't accounting for Tina's version of 50 Shades of Grey.

-And it's my turn to cook tonight.

-I'll do it!

Really?

Yeah, you're working all day. Plus, I enjoy it.

I wish I didn't have to go back.

Well, if it's only paperwork...

It's still got to be done.

-Come on, one glass won't hurt you.

-I said no, Freya!

MAN CHANTS

Are you going to tell me your name or not?

Everybody always wants to know the name. Why is that?

It helps.

Name's are just labels.

OK. What's your label?

-You can call me Gabe.

-Gabe.

What are you doing here, Gabe?

GABE CHUCKLES

Why are any of us here?

I've found what I was looking for. How about you?

Are you going to tell me what you're up to?

You know, you ask a lot of questions.

Yes, well, that comes with the uniform.

Ah, yes. Uniforms. Obligate us to behave in certain ways.

Yours compels you to ask questions.

Of course, that's not always a bad thing,

but you have to know what questions to ask and when to ask them.

Well, what questions would you like me to ask?

Good. That's good.

Your uniform dictates that you help people in trouble.

Are you in trouble, Gabe?

Now THAT is a good question.

I'm so sorry.

It was a daft slip of the tongue, that's all.

I don't know why I said it.

It happens!

Mum was always calling us by each other's names.

Seriously, forget about it!

Will you please come back in and have something to eat?

-No, I'd better go.

-Mand...

I'm fine, honestly. I'm in a rush. I should have cancelled.

I'm sorry. I'll see you tonight.

You see, I think you were meant to stop by.

Really? Why's that?

-Fate?

-Well, I don't believe in fate.

So, you think you just happened to be walking down THIS street

at the exact moment that you were needed?

Needed for what?

If you don't need help, then who does?

You ARE good.

I don't know where to start.

Start by telling me who's in trouble.

-It's complicated.

-I'm listening.

It's Helen.

Who's Helen?

-What have you done to her?

-I didn't mean to scare her.

You stay put.

It's sweet, I suppose, if you like that sort of thing.

This is Karen and Rob we're talking about.

You know your problem?

Go on, Sigmund, enlighten me.

-You're a cynic.

-The words "pot" and "kettle" come to mind.

-It went well, then?

-KAREN GIGGLES

Ignore him. He's living vicariously.

Rob took me out for a meal.

And Rob ordered me fish. Whitebait, or something?

-He ordered for you?

-Yeah, that's romantic, isn't it?

If you're wearing a corset and living in the Dark Ages.

Anyway, erm, long story short,

I ended up having steak, which I didn't much like.

But the woman on the next table,

she chucked a glass of water over her bloke

and Rob was in the firing line, and he got soaked!

Sounds...exciting(!)

So, he ordered the wrong food and got in the middle of an argument?

Yeah, it was a right laugh!

And we talked for ages, and it wasn't awkward, or anything.

And when he looked at me...

..it was nice.

I saw that.

I don't know what you mean.

It's so cute.

"Cute" isn't even in my vocabulary.

I'm...pleased for them.

It's nice.

Hello?

Hello?

Helen?

Helen, it's the police. DOOR CLOSES UPSTAIRS

-Hi.

-Hi.

-What's in the bag?

Oh, yeah, er...lunch.

-For you. Smoked salmon.

-Ohh.

Ahh!

-Lovely.

-I probably should've called.

Well, it's a lovely thought.

I'll leave you to it.

-TOGETHER:

-How are you?

-Did you have a good morning?

THEY LAUGH

Y-yeah, I have had a good morning, actually.

Bit of a...manic chase, some guy stealing a handbag.

-Did you catch him?

-I did, yeah.

SHE GIGGLES

What?! I can run, you know!

Well, come on, then, don't leave me hanging. What happened?

SOBBING

-Helen?

-Go away!

Helen, my name's Howard Bellamy.

Please, leave me alone! I didn't mean it!

You didn't mean what? Are you all right?

I'm Howard Bellamy, I'm a special constable.

A special what?

I'm with the police.

-You're a policeman?

-Yes. Are you all right?

-Who sent you?

-Nobody sent me.

Helen, I need you to open the door. I need to make sure you're all right.

How do I know you're a policeman?

Here, under the door.

It's nothing to be frightened of.

I'm not going to let anything happen to you.

Helen?

Helen?

And this guy would have given Usain Bolt a run for his money,

I am telling you. But I didn't give up.

OK, I might have got a bit lucky - he tripped.

-But then, after that, I was on him.

-Wow, well done you!

What's that?

Rob was saying how he went after this guy with a handbag.

Oh, yeah, never mind. You can't win 'em all, mate.

-Sorry?

-The guys at the station said.

The poor guy was running after the bus. It was...his handbag.

Yes, but he was built like a...

he was built like a, like a brick outhouse,

and he was running hell for leather down the street,

carrying a pink handbag. How was I supposed to know it was his?

Yeah, well, anyway, I think I'd better go.

-Oh, you don't have to go yet?

-No, I do, sorry, I do.

I'll see you later.

Anyway, I'll...

Oh!

HE SIGHS

I'm making a right mess of this, aren't I?

You're doing all right from where I'm sitting.

Oh. Er...

Well, I'll see you.

-Has anyone hurt you?

-No.

-Did anyone break in?

-No.

Why did you lock yourself in?

I'm just trying to help. I know you're scared.

Has this got anything to do with the man outside?

SHE BREATHES RAPIDLY

LAUGHTER

The poor man was just trying to impress her, and you blew it.

How was I to know?

If it helps, in my experience, all men exaggerate.

-About everything!

-I didn't mean anything by it.

Actually, I thought it was quite sweet, cos it proves that he cares.

Yeah? When are you going to see him again, then?

Oh, I don't know. I didn't arrange anything.

Do you think I should phone...?

SHE BREATHES SLOWLY

Good. That's it. You're doing really well.

You saw him?

There was somebody outside, yes.

Why is he still here? What does he want?

What happened?

What did he do?

You saw him?

I'm guessing you know him, or he does, at any rate.

He called you by name.

-He spoke to you?

-He said he'd scared you.

It's not his fault.

He wasn't angry?

Angry? No.

So, you do know him?

I did.

Who is he?

He was my husband.

My Toby.

Toby's dead.

Can you let me know if Mrs Jamieson's test results have arrived, please?

Right, because I'm sat here twiddling my thumbs.

-Can't you ask at reception?

-Who rattled your cage?

Sorry. Sorry, I'm just a bit snowed under.

I'll leave you to it, then.

Ah, I wouldn't, if I were you.

Not unless you've got a tin hat and a flak jacket handy.

If this is you doing fine, I'd hate to see you when you're not.

SHE SIGHS

Have you been using this to contact him?

I just wanted to make sure he was all right.

I didn't think it had worked.

I went to get some lunch, I looked out of the window

and there he was, large as life.

Well, maybe it was somebody who looked like him. A brother?

He doesn't have any family, and I know my own husband.

If it was Toby, then why did you lock yourself in the bathroom?

Why didn't you want to speak to him?

There's got to be a way of undoing this, of sending him back!

When did you lose him?

Three years ago.

I can't believe it's been that long.

What happened?

I don't know. Something awful.

I searched everywhere for him, but there was no sign of him.

I just wish I knew what happened.

I had a service and everything,

but it's not the same without a body to bury, is it?

What made you think he was dead?

You've obviously not met your soul mate, otherwise you'd know.

We were inseparable.

I shouldn't have used the board.

I was expecting a message, not a flaming visit.

Typical Toby! Never does things by halves. I should have known.

I must have scared him.

-You scared HIM?

-Screaming.

Do you have a photo of him?

Yes, of course.

This is Toby?

The love of my life.

I don't know where I'd be now if it hadn't been for him.

Where are you going?

You don't think he's still out there?

-If he is, would you like to speak to him?

-No!

No, he mustn't come in. He'll be trapped - his spirit!

What have I done?

I need to fix this.

Ask him. Ask him what I need to do.

I don't think you've got anything to worry about.

Give me five minutes. I'll see what I can do.

How is she?

-You're still here?

-I can't leave yet.

Unfinished business.

Is she all right?

She thinks that her husband's dead.

He's not, though, is he...Toby?

That was a long time ago.

Toby was someone else, not me.

I never meant to scare her.

I shouldn't have come back.

Why does she think you're dead? Some sort of insurance scam?

-I wouldn't!

-What, then?

I just need to know she's all right.

I can't go until I know.

I think we should continue this conversation down the station, don't you?

I hear you nearly took Zara's head off.

You're all over the place.

Lucky for you she's in a good mood

or I'd be sweeping what's left of you up with a dustpan.

-Lois isn't Freya.

-I know that.

But there are a lot of similarities.

If that doesn't mess with your head, I don't know what will.

They're not that similar.

Seriously? You're telling me you can't see it?

I don't believe you.

So they're sisters. They look alike. So what?

-So, you don't need this.

-I told you, I can handle it.

Why are you doing this?

Mandy?

SHE SIGHS

I'm just trying to help. You know, for Freya?

I know.

But she wouldn't want to see you like this.

You need to tell Lois that she needs to...stay somewhere else.

She'll understand.

So you divorced her?

-TOBY divorced her.

-You're Toby!

Not any more. I've moved on.

So, you left and changed your name?

She wasn't taking her medication.

-What medication?

-Keeps her on an even keel.

She had a breakdown?

She has a history of it. All her life.

I guess she wasn't coping with me leaving.

But you left anyway. Nice(!)

It wasn't like that.

I'd done everything I could for her.

It was time.

I had to go, or I would've been trapped there forever.

But you're here.

Hmm. I wanted to see for myself how bad she was.

I didn't mean to scare her.

I shouldn't have come back.

How did you know she was struggling in the first place?

Let's just say we have a mutual friend

who keeps an eye on her for me.

Well, she's seen you now, so I'd say that's game over.

Oh, no, no, no. No, you don't understand.

She'd never let me go. Please, I'm desperate.

The woman's got a Ouija board out looking for your spirit!

-THAT'S desperate!

-She's dabbling with that stuff again?

Crystals, and tarot, and Ouija boards.

She's into all that. Usually when she's not on her medication.

She wanted to see that you were happy.

-You could tell her.

-Tell her what?

That I'm happy, it's time for her to move on,

and that she's got to take her medication.

I'm not your errand boy. Do it yourself.

You're here for a reason.

-It's fate.

-Don't start that again. I'm not lying to your wife.

But it isn't a lie. I am happy.

And if you tell Helen that... well, I'll stay that way.

I couldn't go back to being Toby even if I wanted to.

He doesn't exist any more.

What about her?

Believe me, it's the only way she could be at peace.

She'd never deal with the idea of Toby leaving her any other way.

So...will you?

-Oh, sorry.

-Are you all right?

-Yeah. Sorry. I've got a headache. I'm going home.

-OK.

-Mandy!

-It's OK. I'll sort it.

-Everything OK?

-Yeah, fine.

You back again, mate?

-I had a call just down the road.

-Right. OK.

Before you tackle me to the ground, you see that?

That bag belongs to me.

HE LAUGHS

No, I know. Zara's a secret agent and her cover's blown.

No. Don't tell me. The Mill is a front for international espionage.

-SCOTTISH ACCENT:

-My name is Hollins. Rob Hollins.

Very funny.

Like I said, I was in the area.

You've been in the area a lot today, haven't you?

-I'm not judging. I'm just saying.

-I was passing, that's all.

-Just saying, whatever.

-No big deal.

I don't understand.

-Well, his body was never found.

-No.

Have you ever considered the possibility he may be still alive?

-I don't want to upset you.

-No, he can't be.

I know it's difficult to get your head around.

No, you don't understand. He really can't be.

I've got his death certificate.

-Sorry?

-He was declared dead, officially,

-I've got the documentation.

-Can I see it?

Yes, it's in the second drawer down.

HE SIGHS

-Syringes?

-Here you go.

KNOCK ON DOOR

There you are.

-You really are keen.

-I was in the area.

Of course you were(!)

I am a bit busy.

Yeah, I...

I just wondered if you...?

If you fancied another date?

Yeah, that'd be nice.

I thought you might like to come fishing.

-BOTH:

-Fishing?!

You old romantic you.

Fishing? Seriously?

I don't understand it.

They're fakes, they must be.

Your sister's on her way. She can't believe you haven't called sooner.

-Divorce papers?

-I'm sorry.

But... But, Toby's dead.

Why are you doing this?

-You and Toby are divorced.

-Why do you keep saying that?!

-Toby wouldn't leave me!

-Try not to upset yourself.

You're trying to trick me.

-This is some sort of scam.

-I'm trying to help.

Get out! Get out! I'm going to call the police. Just get out!

I'm going nowhere until your sister gets here. Now please...sit down.

It's going to be all right.

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

What's all this?

You are early!

Yeah, I had a headache.

I was just expecting pasta or something.

No!

Garlic mushrooms, vegetable pad thai, sticky toffee pudding

and plenty of wine.

Wow. Erm...

You shouldn't have.

It's all right. Listen, why don't you go and have a long soak or something?

Leave me to work my magic. and I'll even clean up, I promise.

-Lois.

-Mm?

-Thank you.

-Go on.

No. No. Think about it, the two of us,

cosied up on the riverbank under a great big umbrella.

Knee deep in mud. Covered in maggots.

Don't you have something important to do?

Anyway, as I was saying. Right. OK.

So, there we are wrapped up in a nice big,

thick, warm blanket, sharing a flask,

listening to the rain.

-It does sound...

-Totally unappealing.

..quite romantic when you put it like that.

I wanted to mount the giant pike that you caught,

only you insisted we throw it back.

I caught something?

Yes. Yes, but that's not the point.

The important thing is that we spend time together...

..and you absolutely love the peace just before dawn.

Dawn! Give the girl a break. Breakfast in bed at least.

OK. Why not?

-Really?

-Really?

Hmm... How about tomorrow?

-OK. I'll pick you up.

-OK!

The giant pike she caught?

Helen.

Thank you.

SHE SOBS

-That was quick.

-Yeah. I had a shower instead. I needed to wake myself up.

You know I've loved you being here...

Oh.

It's just...

It's a bit...confusing, you know?

Sorry. I didn't think.

Oh, no. No. It's not your fault.

Maybe it'd be better if...

You know? Oh, sorry!

No, it's fine. Honestly.

-I can go tomorrow.

-No.

No, there's no rush. Whenever you're ready.

Look, you're right.

I would hate to think I'd made you feel uncomfortable in your own home.

You haven't... You haven't.

Come on.

If this is going to be our last night together...

..we should make it a good one.

Yeah?

-Cheers.

-Cheers.

So what is it then?

A monastery? Spiritual retreat? Commune?

Something like that.

But you're not going to tell me.

-Is she going to be all right?

-Her sister's with her.

Kate was always able to get through to her.

Letting her think that you were dead was stupid.

If she'd have found out the truth sooner, she'd be over you by now.

She already knew the truth.

She signed the papers.

She just has ups and downs and forgets.

This was a down.

Well, you didn't help matters. In fact, you probably made it worse.

I don't know.

My being here got you involved.

So what about you?

Where do you go from here?

This was really good of you.

Oh, have I been a right cow?

Hey... You couldn't if you tried.

I can give you a list of people a mile long who'd argue with that.

None of whom matter tonight.

-The good lord has given you a fit young body.

-Whoa, Mrs T!

This is the first time I've slept with anyone since Freya,

and it just happens to be her sister!

-Get off!

-Don't be like that!

You're taking advantage of a sick woman!

How can I do that? You won't let me anywhere near you.

You think this is about Freya?

I don't know.