Rosie Doctors

Don't you look pretty?

Round and round the garden, like a teddy bear, one step, two steps,

tickle you under there!

Ho, ho, ho! Who's been a good girl this year, then?

What are you doing? It's not even Easter yet.

Easter! Oh! All that chocolate, yummy!

Morning, you. Morning.

You better get your skates on. I don't want to be late.

How's the rash?

Worse, and she's still got a temperature.

Oh, I hope it's not mumps.

I think you need lots of cuddles.

Oooh - I'm running late.

Good morning.

-Ah, did you make those for me?

-Looks like it.

Get stuck in before they get cold.

I'm really sorry, but the thought of eating pancakes first thing...

You've got to eat something. I can get you something else.

Oh, no, no - don't you dare - stay there. This'll do.

See ya.

Mand, don't forget your...

Hey. The bigger they are, the harder they fall.

Oh, yeah - they do, do they?

Yeah. I reckon I could've taken them all on with one hand

-tied behind my back.

-I didn't know you had it in you.

Nothing frightens me. I just did the Ali shuffle.

Henceforth known as the Al shuffle.

Threw a massive overhand right, and down they all went.

So when you dragged the big fella off me,

why didn't you just deck him?

That's because that gentleman was not fighting

-by the Queensberry rules.

-How many of them were there?

I don't know - six, eight, ten, twelve...

We lost count.

And you took them all on?

A man's got to do what a man's got to do.

Morning, morning.

Care to share the joke?

Oh, just him, last night - you should've seen him.

Some of the locals started picking on us,

said we were playing on their table, and that we were yapping!

-Yapping?

-Nice one, mate. Nice one.

Anyone care to elaborate?

Did you walk into somebody's fist?

Er... Self-defence.

And you also were involved?

I wasn't going to stand by and watch my mates take a beating,

was I? Anyway, they started it.

Great.

Two doctors and a nurse - local pillars of the community -

get involved in a bar fight.

I can see the headlines now -

"Two doctors and a nurse involved in a bar fight."

THEY SNIGGER

You want to grow up.

THEY LAUGH

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She's playing happily in her pen.

Hey, do you think we should mention about the adoption?

Course we should. Why not?

Well, it was only the other week we found out about...

Are you having second thoughts?

No. Not at all. It's just it's early days.

And we'll do whatever it takes.

Yeah.

Yeah. Sorry, I just think the old nerves are kicking in a bit.

I had this feeling before, and... it felt like when you were pregnant.

You know, like...?

I'll be avoiding cracks in the pavement next.

But this time we've got our little girl,

and we're not going to lose her, are we, Ray?

No way, my darling - no way.

Morning.

Hello again.

-Have you got the post yet?

-Yeah.

-Morning, Dr Reid.

-Morning.

-I trust you've had words with him?

-Who?

-Your son.

No, I haven't seen him this morning. Why?

Ah, I see. Got himself into a punch-up last night.

You know we've the reputation of this practice to...

-UNDER HER BREATH:

-Telltale tit.

Did they hit you anywhere else?

HE SIGHS

They hardly touched him.

Please, will you stop fussing?

Ridiculous behaviour from grown men.

Hey! A grown man has got to defend himself.

What's wrong with your neck?

He is suffering from whiplash from when I pushed him out of the way.

THEY LAUGH

Lift up your top.

Now.

All right.

-Whoa.

-You've been used as a punchbag.

Yeah. Flipping heck, mate.

-Why didn't you stick up for him?

-Oi, don't pick on them!

He hardly had a mark on him last night.

It wasn't like that.

The thing is,

I got jumped on the way home.

They must've followed me.

Why didn't you wake me up when you came in?

Who're you calling?

I want you to make a statement.

But before you do, I want to get you checked out.

No way. Just leave it, Mum.

Chris.

Mrs Tembe, I'm taking Chris to St Phil's.

We'll be back as soon as we can.

Of course.

Why? I don't need to go.

You're going. Grow up.

Mine are bigger.

Hi.

So,

this is little Rosie?

Hello. How long has she been with you?

-About six months.

-Yeah.

-She's settled in really well.

And we recently heard that her mum's passed away.

We're hoping to adopt.

I hope that goes well for you.

Thanks. We couldn't imagine being without her now.

And how about you and your little boy? How's he doing?

He's very well, thanks for asking, Ray.

It makes all the whole nightmare at the fertility clinics...

I'm so sorry.

No, don't, don't be.

I know it didn't work out for me and Ray, but I'm pleased for you.

Besides, we've got Rosie now.

So, what can we do for you?

She's got a rash on her chest.

And she's running a bit of a high temperature.

Has she been sick?

-No.

-Is she off her food?

No, but appetite's not great.

Let's see if you've got

lots of little spots hiding under there, Rosie.

Could I maybe have a little look?

-Here you go.

-Thank you.

Can I help?

Is Mandy Marquez around?

She's with a patient, but I could take a message?

Impossible.

It is amazing.

You can't touch the patients, you'll get into trouble.

Sorry about this.

It cannot be her.

Who's her social worker?

It's Gillian Mayfield, is it?

Is something wrong? Have you found something?

No, but there are just a few things I need to check out,

and I would like to speak to her now,

so if you wouldn't mind waiting outside.

Course we will.

Oh, you are the spitting image.

Thank you. So people tell me.

Dr Wilson was a much respected doctor.

She is very sadly missed.

That's nice to know.

Mrs Tem...

Hi. I'm Lois, Freya's sister.

I'm...

Sorry, Jimmi. Jimmi Clay.

I had exactly the same reaction.

Wow, were you twins?

No, just quite similar.

Sorry, you must get that all the time.

Quite a bit, yeah, but it is totally cool.

Do you live around here, or...?

I didn't, but I'm staying with Mandy.

Hiya.

What're you doing here?

You forgot your lunch, so...

Oh, I picked up a sandwich.

Oh.

Are you planning to stay longer?

I hope so.

Yeah, I really hope so.

Why do you think she wanted us out of the room?

Because, like she said, she needed to speak to the social worker.

Why couldn't she do that while we were in there?

It's medical stuff, isn't it? It's confidential.

So?

So we're not her parents, are we?

We're just fostering for now.

-What if she thinks we're not looking after her properly?

-For goodness' sake.

Thanks for waiting. Come in.

Right, well, I've spoken to her social worker,

and I do think it's best that I take some blood tests, if that's OK?

What for?

I know we're not her parents, but surely we've got a right to know.

Yes, of course you do.

Look, there's very little information in Rosie's medical file,

so, since she's not feeling well,

I do think that it's the best course of action.

But I will be as quick and as gentle as I can.

Erm, thanks for bringing my lunch in.

I didn't mind, it gave me an excuse to see where you work.

Well, now you have.

Right, well, I'll call you later, then.

Not here, Lois.

Sorry, I...

No, I'm her sister.

Sorry, I, erm...

I'm Howard Bellamy, the practice manager.

Howard,

yeah, I remember,

you're the one who...

Well, I'm really glad that you were there for her.

So nice to meet you, Howard.

Just goes to show, she can't be that well,

sleeping this time of the day.

She'll be all right.

I thought the doctor was going to give her some cream and send us home.

What if it's something serious?

Come on, Rosie's just a little bit under the weather, that's all.

Don't go thinking the worst.

I try not to,

but after four miscarriages,

it's hard to think anything else.

I know.

Mrs Laker's note.

You said you weren't in a relationship with her.

You told me she was straight.

Yeah, well, she's not.

Two sisters - both bisexual?

So?

So,

you and her, you don't think it's weird?

We both love Freya.

It's like Lois said, it's natural for us to be drawn together.

Is that what she told you before you jumped into bed together?

What does it matter to you?

You're going to get hurt.

Wake up,

you're sleeping with your dead girlfriend's sister.

Stop trying to turn back time.

It's just...

It's just so nice being around someone

who knew her, you know, and loved her.

There's a bit of me that doesn't want to let that go.

She reminds you of Freya, she looks like Freya,

and you wish she was Freya,

but she's not, she never will be.

You're getting in deeper and deeper. You're both going to get hurt.

SHE SIGHS

I just don't want to make things worse,

and, erm...

..I think she might have a few issues.

-Hi.

-Hi.

-Come in.

Debs. Shall I go and get Rosie then?

There's no need, it's you I need to see.

She's been asleep for ages, hasn't she, Ray? I think it's this bug she's got.

Give it a few days, she'll be running me ragged.

Debbie...

Look, I knew you were worried about the blood tests,

so I called in a few favours and had them fast-tracked.

One was positive.

Rosie has HIV.

You OK?

Oh, we were concerned.

Thankfully, he is fine.

I've been there half the day and it was a complete waste of time.

No fractures, no ruptures, just some bruising

and an awful lot of moaning.

Ah, you poor sausage.

I will make you a nice cup of tea.

I could put some arnica on. My mum used to swear by it.

-Yeah, go on, then.

-Yeah? OK.

Well, I would love a cup of tea, but...

I'll make my own, shall I...?

After speaking with her social worker

I knew that the tests had to be done.

Why?

Well, as you know, her mother was a drug addict.

She may have become infected

by coming into contact with a dirty needle.

But unfortunately there's no way of knowing.

But why didn't social services know?

Her mother hadn't been diagnosed.

And Rosie would have been tested at the adoption stage.

So, this rash,

is it the beginning?

It could be a sign.

Do you want your dum dum?

No, don't put that in your mouth.

There's a clean one just there.

I know this isn't what you were expecting.

It's not something that even crossed my mind.

Yeah, good girl.

She has AIDS.

No, Rosie doesn't have AIDS.

It would only develop into that if the HIV was left untreated.

But now that we're aware, I can refer her to a specialist unit.

She'll get worse though, won't she?

Not if she's given the right antiviral medication,

and her condition needs to be monitored on a routine basis.

Look,

huge inroads have been made into finding a cure for this.

And there are drugs available

that can slow and even halt the progression.

But people can still catch it.

Only in very limited circumstances.

Precautions do have to be taken, but they become second nature.

What if they don't?

What if I never get used to looking after a child with HIV?

What if the medication doesn't work?

What if she becomes really sick?

-She won't.

-You don't know that, and nor does she.

Look, I know it's a lot to take in.

But you will get support.

This isn't fair.

After everything we've been through.

You both need to talk this through.

What for? This isn't going to get any easier.

I can't cope with all this.

It's too much to take on, I can't, I just can't.

You can't turn your back on her.

I'm not having you making me feel guilty. I didn't ask for this.

And neither did she.

She'll be better off with someone else.

Look, when someone you love is ill, you look after them.

You don't run away in the opposite direction.

This is not the time to make a hasty decision.

I'll call you.

I'm sorry.

I've made up my mind.

I won't be adopting her.

Ah, it's all right for some.

Why didn't you call me back?

Sorry, I was busy.

He is being very brave.

Does that feel any better?

Yeah, great.

So, what happened?

He was set on by a group of thugs.

Me, Jimmi and Al went to The Cardinal Arms.

Ah.

Also locally known as the three Ps.

-Why?

-Pint, pie and punch.

-Charming.

-Jimmi did warn us.

Well, you should've listened to your Uncle Jimmi.

Well, that's not the point.

The point is what're you going to do about this?

Well, I'm not going to make a complaint. End of.

-I'm sorry, Rob, but you've had a wasted journey, mate.

-It's all right.

Chris!

I wouldn't say it was a wasted journey.

You look different.

-New lipstick.

-Ah!

What're you doing?

It's for the best, Ray.

So we're just going to abandon her, like her mother did?

"Bye-bye, Rosie, you're damaged goods," is that it?

You were the one who had doubts about fostering.

Because it's a big commitment,

and I wasn't sure whether I could look after somebody else's kids.

But now I know it doesn't matter.

If a child needs you, Debs, it needs you, end of. It doesn't matter where it's from.

It does if her mother has infected her with HIV.

Yeah, but that shouldn't change the way you feel about her.

But it does, and I can't help it.

Debbie, she needs us now. More than ever.

Do you know what, if you're going to do this to Rosie,

maybe it's a good job we couldn't have kids of our own.

I thought it was your afternoon off.

I've just got some referral letters to write.

-I'll let you get on.

-Erm...

Heston.

I've just had to tell a couple

that the child they're about to adopt has HIV.

Ah!

I used to see them at the clinic when we were all trying for a baby.

I'll never forget the look on Debbie's face

when her final attempt at IVF failed.

Life can be very cruel.

She doesn't want to adopt the child any more.

I tried to allay any fears she might have about the illness, but...

Fight or flight.

I'll talk to her again.

Is that fair? She's already made up her mind.

Nothing's fair, Heston, not in this situation.

Have I got dirt on my face?

No, I was just...

You smell nice.

I've just ate a packet of cheese and onion!

Well, they're my favourites.

-CHRIS:

-'So, shall we have a little bit of fun?

'Can I see something in your ear?

'You got one as well!'

SHE GASPS

SHE STUTTERS

It was the needle that...

The jab.

She didn't want...

The little girl with the...

Your red balls.

Are you all right, love?

In reception, there was a little girl

and she didn't want her jab,

and you did magic tricks to take her mind off it.

Do you remember?

Yeah!

Yeah, I do.

SHE GASPS

Karen, that's a memory!

That's amazing, love.

Ah, involuntary recurrent memory.

It was a flashback.

Does this mean I'm getting my memory back?

Well...

Maybe.

Oh, that's great news.

We should celebrate.

I want it to happen again.

-Karen.

-Yeah, well, you...

-CHRIS:

-Do you want me to do another trick?

-Yeah!

Listen,

we'll go out tomorrow night.

OK. Do it again!

-Do you want me to do another trick?

-Yeah.

I'll call you.

Hello, Rosie.

This is my little boy, Joe.

Why don't I play with the kids, while you two have a chat?

Come on, let's go down this way, shall we?

Where are the swings?

Where are those swings?

It's nice to get out.

Look, Debbie, I'm seeing you now as your friend,

not as a doctor,

and I just want to know how you really feel.

My head's all over the place.

I bet you're thinking, "How can she say she wants children

"when she's turning her back on this one?"

I would never judge any woman

who's been through the hell that we've been through.

You've got every right to feel angry about the hand that life's dealt you.

I feel so ashamed.

Why?

For letting her down.

For rejecting a child I said I loved.

Maybe it's just the way you feel towards the illness, not Rosie.

Could it be that you're pushing her away just to save yourself from the pain?

You've just been told that the child you love has HIV.

It's not a punishment,

it's not a test of your love.

It is just

one of those unfortunate things.

I always thought I was the strong one.

It seemed at times I was the one pushing for the adoption.

Should've known, really.

After every miscarriage,

he was the one who always put me back together again.

We all need someone to catch us when we fall.

I can't watch her slowly being taken from me by this illness.

So you'd rather she faced it with someone else?

Look, with the right treatment, Rosie can live a happy life.

But as with any illness it isn't just about the medication.

She's going to need parents who can fight her corner,

who'll be strong for her,

who can be there for her every step of the way.

If you don't think that you can do that,

then yes, it is best that you walk away.

Are you OK?

Yeah, fine.

Look, I'm sorry about earlier, but it had to be said.

No, no, you're right.

I just didn't want to face up to the mess I was in.

The longer it goes on the messier it'll get.

Yep, you know.

I knew right from the start deep down it wasn't right.

It's not healthy, is it?

So what're you going to do now?

Well, when I get home I'm going to...

I'm going to ask her to leave.

It's got to be a clean break for both of our sakes, hasn't it?

Let's see what you've got there.

You've got mud in your hair.

She's got a bit of mud in her hair, I don't know how that happened.

I'm sorry, Ray.

I'm sorry too.

I was forcing you into a corner.

And saying what I did about our babies,

I should never have said it, I'm so sorry.

When Zara said about the HIV, I just wanted to run for the hills,

shut it out.

Why Rosie? Why us?

Why not us?

I was feeling sorry for myself.

It felt like some cruel joke. Like someone stamping on my love.

We'll get her through this,

we can, I know we can.

And that's why she's with us, because she needs us

and we need her.

Mummy?

Mummy loves you, Rosie.

Hello?

Hiya.

Wow, you've been busy.

I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye.

Where are you going?

Don't know yet.

A cheap B&B tonight,

then tomorrow, who knows?

Erm,

but why?

I embarrass you.

What made you think that? Course you don't.

I saw your face, Mand, when I came to see you at the surgery.

You didn't want me to be there.

Lois, you've got it wrong.

It's OK. Honestly, you don't have to pretend.

I know that I'm not Freya.

But it's really hard walking in her shadow all the time.

No. No, you're your own person.

You have nothing to prove.

Yeah, I do.

Freya...

always overwhelmed everyone,

and then they'd see me.

I was always in the background, but that's fine,

because Freya...

Freya was lovely.

Freya was special.

You're lovely, you're special.

You're considerate, you're funny.

You're a brilliant cook.

Please don't put yourself down.

You don't get it, do you?

I can't live up to her,

I can't!

Oi! Oi, oi, oi.

I'm not worth it, Mand, I know I'm not.

You know...

Hey, when have I ever said that, eh?

Come here.

I thought you didn't want me any more,

I thought that you didn't love me.

Don't be silly.

Of course I want you, I do.

Let's hear no more about it, hey?

You put the kettle on.

I'll go and get changed, yeah?

I'm here to meet the love of my life.

I am definitely not doing that.

Are you having an affair?

-I don't care what everyone else thinks.

-Good.

It's no-one else's business but yours.

You're a sick man and a liar,

-because I know who my dad is.

-Becky?

I'm sorry!