Sweet Smell of Success Doctors

# I step off the train

# I'm walking down your street again

# And past your door

# But you don't live there anymore

# It's years since you've been there

# Now you've disappeared somewhere

# Like outer space

# You've found some better place

# And I miss you

# Like the deserts miss the rain

# And I miss you

# Like the deserts miss the rain

# Could you be dead?

# You always were two steps ahead

# Of everyone

-# We'd walk behind... #

-Morning!

You all right?

Come on!

-I'm coming! For goodness' sake!

-Slow coach!

# Like the deserts miss the rain

# Back on the train

# I ask, why did I come again?

# Can I confess?

# I've been hanging... # MUSIC SCRATCHES TO A STOP

HE LAUGHS Same at school, only it was tripping over tackles then.

Same sense of humour, eh, Gene?

Still gutted you never made the team, Kevin?

You never saw opposition defenders either.

I can't say I think about school much.

Oh, yeah, lifetime ago, isn't it?

-So, what you up to these days?

-I'm a doctor.

-Didn't you sign for Letherbridge?

-I wasn't there long. Knee injury.

I'm sorry. We thought we'd be seeing you round the stadiums.

I watch concerts at them instead.

-I'm in sales. Do a lot of travelling.

-Anywhere nice?

Heathrow Airport. Then New York.

-What for?

-Conference. I specialise

in luxury goods, beauty products mostly.

Nothing as important as being a doctor. Where you based?

The Mill, but I work at the Campus too. There today.

You know, the university?

I was never likely to go to one of those, was I?

My girlfriend works there, though. Research. Biochemistry.

-For his milk.

-No need...

-Make up for the fall.

-Your tackles were worse.

Thank you.

-Morning!

-Ah, good morning!

-Coffee?

-Emma? Coffee?

-Yes. Thanks.

-How are we this morning?

-Yeah, actually, I've got some news.

-Do you want a coffee?

-Ooh! Good timing.

I hope it's good.

-Your news?

-Oh, yes! I wanted to let everybody know that me

and Rob are going our separate ways.

-He's got a transfer to Leamington.

-I'm so sorry to hear that.

-It's good we've made a decision.

-Karen, maybe you need some time...

Time for what? Time's my own!

-How are you?

-Fine.

Have you made the appointment with the chiropractor?

-Not yet.

-Have you got a minute?

I've got stuff to do, Mum.

There you go!

-Are you sure you're all right?

-Yeah!

He's not going to Siberia! He's going to Leamington.

KNOCK ON THE DOOR

Oh, yeah! Dirty weekend?

No, I know a guy who's going there. Today.

-You sound really happy for him.

-Gene Murray.

Do I know him?

Everyone at school did. Football captain.

Had all the best looking girls. And now New York...

I bumped into him earlier today.

Last I heard, he was off to be a footballer.

-Before a knee injury ended his career.

-That's tough.

Yeah, but now he's some top salesman!

You don't go to America if you're small fry, do you?

And his girlfriend works here! A biochemist.

What is it with some guys always landing on their feet?

They have it all, the girls, the looks...

He'll be listening to boring speeches

and drinking coffee from plastic cups, trust me!

-Do some work.

-YOU do some work!

All right, I'll do some work.

MOBILE RINGS

-Hello.

-Hiya!

-Hi, how are you doing?

-Good, thanks.

-Just wanted to make sure you're still all right for tonight.

-Yeah,

-I'm looking forward to it.

-Great.

-So what you busy with today? Cells? Particles?

-Something like that. You?

Just that meeting I told you about. A potential new client.

I hope it goes well.

Thanks. Look, I'll let you go. See you tonight.

Yeah, see you then.

Bonjour, Madame! Made on the Rue de Rivoli!

-KNOCK ON THE DOOR

-Come in?

-Have you got a minute?

-Of course.

It's about Mrs Milligan.

I noticed you only saw her last week and now she's coming to see me

again this morning. I think she's struggling...

-Emma?

-I'm fine. Really.

Look, I was thinking of going out at lunch.

Why don't you come with me? We could go for a walk?

Yeah, OK. Thanks.

SHE SIGHS

See you then, Mrs Thomas. Bye.

I thought you may need this.

Oh, thank you. Lovely.

-If you ever need to talk.

-I will.

I have been through separation also

and it is a difficult route to tread.

I know, but it's also a beginning, isn't it?

It's a shame people only see it as an ending.

As I said, if you ever need to talk to me.

You do not have to put a brave face on for me.

Marilyn Monroe once said all a woman needed not to feel naked was

perfume. Don't get any ideas!

If we were to walk the Champs Elysees, that is a scent that

would carry us along.

Imagine that mingling with the freshly baked croissants

and coffee. I don't know if you have croissants, my darling,

but I bet it'd smell just as nice with your tea and toast.

-I usually burn mine.

-Then, madam, can I offer you two for one?

One for you and one for the burnt toast?

Here.

It's got notes of jasmine. Feminine yet modern.

I was looking for something for my granddaughter.

Forget the burnt toast - one for you, one for her!

Smells create memories. You and your granddaughter will always

-think of each other when you're wearing this.

-I'll take them.

Are you OK?

Karen, may I?

I wanted to apologise for this morning.

-It's fine.

-No. It can't have been easy telling all those people.

I think we were just surprised, you and Rob...

It's OK. I'm still Karen, and he's still Rob.

You sure you're not making a mistake?

What?

Being alone it's...

It's not easy.

At our time of life.

You have a shared history.

-One I can't remember.

-But it must mean something.

How?! It's like somebody telling me stories.

But he's stood by you. That shows his character.

-What YOU mean to him...

-No!

We have to build a new future, there's no past!

Doesn't anybody get that?!

It's all new skills, isn't it?

I can't think of many science jobs that include being good at pointing.

I'd imagine in a lab you have to know where things are.

Urgh, I can't believe how I've messed up, Gran.

You're working! You're always going for interviews.

But not getting the jobs I ACTUALLY want.

I have the answers in my head, I just can't say them.

You just need more confidence.

It's all in there if you'd only believe it.

What about that interview you had in London?

You seemed happy when you came home from there.

See? You got that date, didn't you?

-You can't be bad at flirting!

-I think he did most of that.

What will we talk about?

It'll be fine. It's not an interview, is it?

Isn't it?

-What would your mum say?

-She'd tell me to go for it.

Maybe you need to realise you're more like her than you think.

I've got something for you. Just a minute.

-What's this?

-It's for your date. It's from Paris!

Go on. Try it.

Urgh.

Just let it settle with your pheromones.

Thanks, Gran.

HE GROANS

I didn't think I'd feel so raw.

And you don't think you should, which makes you feel worse.

People talk about stages of grief,

but it doesn't mean they can't happen all at once.

I thought I would feel better by now.

It's been a year...

Emma, there's a reason people say it takes time.

It's not been that long.

When you think about how long you've been together.

True.

Time's a healer and all that.

-What?

-Well, if you're just going to clobber me with cliches,

I'd have brought my hard hat.

I'm sorry, here I am going on about me

and I haven't even asked how you are.

-Oh! I'm OK.

-Really?

Karen. Can I...?

Look, it's really nice that you all care, but I don't need to hear it!

-Hey...

-What is it you want? Tears?!

I just wanted some paperclips...

-Thank you.

-And what's your address?

-Can I help?

-I want to see Kevin.

-And you are?

-Gene. I'm his mate.

-Are you registered with Dr Tyler?

-Look?!

I think it's broken!

Kevin!

Come in.

Is that your mate?

How many more people are going to say, "You need to move on"?

Including me!

Apart from anything else, it's so boring.

Someone said to me that I have been mourning Freya's death longer

than we were together, and it's true...

-What's that about?

-I don't know. You feel what you feel.

-Yeah.

But I've been wallowing in it, using her death to avoid anything else.

And then Lois came along.

Yeah, that was really healthy.

Yeah, well, we have all been very worried about you.

I lost it.

For a couple of days.

So confusing.

And now what?

I was an idiot.

A miserable idiot.

Anything else?

Dunno. Couldn't see the wood for the trees.

Captain Cliche again!

Desperate need to be loved? Self-indulgent?

-Self-deluded?

-Oh, you ARE giving yourself a hard time, aren't you?

-Wouldn't you?

-No, I'd give myself a break.

Look, Lois is troubled, but she's getting the care she needs.

You, you're sad, confused, but you're still here.

-Move on?

-No, I'm not saying that.

I'm saying go out, spend money, get drunk,

eat cake and just keep swimming.

-You too.

-Touche.

Isn't that from Finding Nemo?

-What?

-Just keep swimming.

All right, Mandy, don't ruin the moment!

THEY LAUGH

So what happened?

I was running for the train. I tripped.

What will you do?

It's all right. Flight's not till tonight.

Good.

I'll get it cleaned up and I'll see if there's any other damage.

You OK?

I'll get you some water.

I really need to see someone. Please?

It's burning like mad.

Can you get some water for my patient, please? Are you OK?

I used to come here. I graduated four years ago.

You'll need a temporary registration form.

I've got a date tonight. What's he going to think?

I'm sure he's hoping that you'll just turn up.

Any idea what caused it? Allergic reaction, eaten something different?

No. Could be perfume? My gran bought some from this

bloke in town this morning. He told her it was from Paris.

OK. Thank you. Once we get you registered,

Dr Granger should be able to look at you, OK?

PHONE RINGS Hello, Campus Surgery.

-Do you have a pen, please?

-Here.

Sorry, Dr Taylor's busy at the moment. Can I take a message?

OK. Thanks. I'll get him to call you.

See? Looks worse than it was.

Did it feel tender when I was touching it?

Can you squeeze my pen and tell me if it hurts.

Not as much as before.

There's no major swelling and you seem to be moving it all right.

I think you might have sprained it, but if you DO develop any

swelling or pain, make sure you get an X-ray ASAP.

In the meantime, rest it as best as you can. All right?

So you said you sell beauty products?

-Yeah.

-What kind?

-The usual. Make-up. Perfume.

I've just had someone in with an allergic reaction to some perfume.

-Really?

-Her grandma bought it off some bloke in town.

Oh, you have to be careful with things like that.

Remember that scam a few years ago? Guy selling things from suitcases?

Things people do for money, eh?

-What's the hurry?

-I should let you get on.

-Do you know what they put in these?

-I wouldn't sell anything dodgy!

-But urine and rat poison is OK?

-I wouldn't sell that!

-They hardly put it on the labels!

-You're enjoying this!

I bet you don't have a licence, either.

What you're doing is illegal!

I thought today was going to be a good day.

I'm so stupid.

I'm not like you. I was never academic.

But I was good at football, so it didn't matter.

Till I got injured.

Yeah, I'm sure that must have been tough.

My future disappeared overnight.

Dad was so disappointed.

You know, carrying around your own disappointment is one thing,

but carrying someone else's as well?

That's hard.

It's not too late.

I see plenty of mature students all the time.

They've got qualifications.

-So can you. Just go online and...

-I can't...

-Don't be defeatist...

-I can't! I can't read very well.

I can hardly read at all.

Well... It doesn't mean you don't have other skills.

HE SCOFFS Is that what you'd call it?

-I couldn't do what you do.

-You don't have to.

Do you know who's making these?

I honestly didn't know there was anything bad in there.

Are you going to report me?

The cream should help ease the itching.

-Thanks.

-OK.

Gene?

-You all right?

-Yeah. I'm good.

-How's Emma doing?

-She's OK.

It's just hard when you realise you can't go back to how things were.

It's working out what the new normal is, I guess.

-Do you always prey on old ladies?

-Keep your voices down.

I didn't know it would bring anyone out in a rash, did I?

Why don't you go and run some tests on it, in the lab(?)

-I did study biochemistry here.

-When?!

OK, so you both exaggerated the truth a little...

Is that what you'd call it?

So neither of you is where you want to be right now.

-That'll change.

-I'll just talk my way into a job.

At least you'd know HOW to talk. I freeze.

-I wouldn't even get an interview.

-Typing up a CV's easy.

You've got something to put on it!

One minute you're pretending to be successful - next, what?

Who's the biggest failure?!

Instead of swapping sob stories, why don't you swap skills?

-Was that a joke?

-I'm being serious!

You can help her be more confident at interviews.

You know about applying for courses. You can help him find the right one.

-Literacy...

-Hey!

-It's nothing to be ashamed of.

You don't value your own skills, but they're what the other person needs.

Plus you fancy each other.

Come on, it's obvious! Aren't you tired of just pretending?

Look. I've got work to do. Go grab a coffee and...talk?

-What do you reckon?

-OK.

-Thanks, Kevin.

-Don't forget your case.

I'll travel light, if you don't mind.

-VAN HORN TOOTS

-Whoa! What's your game?!

Have you got a death wish, pal?!

Did you not see me pulling out the road?!

-I seen you, did you see me?!

-Of course I saw you!

Why are you trying to be a big man for?

-Just jog on, mate!

-Yeah! Come on, then!

So, no chance of a school reunion, then?

Today was more than enough.

What are you going to do about Gene?

I don't know. It feels like he's already been punished.

He seemed so invincible.

It's got to be hard when the best years of your life were at school.

-You think?

-Where do you go from there?

At least we've still got our best years ahead of us, right?

-Oi!

-THEY LAUGH

-Why do you guys hate bikes so much?

-You rode into me!

-As if!

Look! I just want to get home.

Got your wife waiting, have you? Best not be late.

Let it go, eh?

-She wears the trousers, does she?

-I said, leave it.

Need to feel like a man on the road

cos you don't feel like one at home, is that it?

-Come on, then. COME ON, THEN!

-Back off!

He cut in front of me on purpose!

-Yeah? Why would I do that?

-He's a nurse, not a thug!

-A nurse?! Ha-ha! Oh, yeah, real man(!)

-What's wrong with that?!

No wonder he's trying to get his kicks elsewhere.

-Do you always have a minder?

-What is your problem?!

Just leave it, Karen, please.

-A nurse!

-HE LAUGHS

Thank you - thank you very much(!)

Whoever this graffiti artist is, we should thank him.

-Really?

-Yep, it's great for business.

Just so you know, there are lots of other staff around.

-So if you try anything...

-Yeah, I'm not going to harm you.

-People pay good money for this?

-You've heard of Banksy, right?

It would destroy him. He'd be put in with the sex offenders.

That's where he belongs.

-Who's that woman?

-DCI Driver.