Candid Camera Doctors

MAN BREATHES DEEPLY

SHE SIGHS

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Speaking.

Really?

Yes - I am still interested!

When would I need to start?

I'm afraid I can't get away that soon.

Is there any chance...?

I see.

Thanks anyway. Goodbye.

What are you doing here?

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

What, you can't even give me one minute?

-Haven't you done enough damage?

-Look, I just need to...

We do have specially trained officers, you know.

We spend all day online tracking people down.

But they don't care one way or another about Doctor Khella.

They won't let their personal feelings cloud their judgment.

I have a name and a clear trail.

I think you've been watching too much telly, mate.

I know my stuff.

Are you really prepared to ignore this?

Three late payments, surely that's not...

Well, I understand that.

Can you at least ask your manager if...?

Thanks for nothing!

I'm sorry. I overslept.

Look at the state of you, Ellie!

You're supposed to be representing the agency.

-I'm not sleeping.

-That's half an hour lost.

You could have been out there finding people.

I'm really not sure people like being approached

-this early in the morning...

-Oh, is that right?

So my 30 years in the business count for nothing?

I didn't mean...

The talent we've had in this room - the people!

Fay Floyd's still working, you know - she's in her 50s now.

Pinched by that London shower, years ago.

Anna thought the world of you, you know.

Said I should always ask you if I was in a tight spot.

I don't know what she'd say.

-Barely six months after she's died...

-OK, OK, I'm sorry!

What's the point? You couldn't find a peacock in a pigsty!

What do you want me to do?

Find me a man.

Jake's just called in sick and the client needs somebody by 4 o'clock.

Our one chance of a job and there's nobody else suitable on the books.

I'll find someone. What should he look like?

Like Jake! 40s, handsome, looks good in a suit!

Right.

Oh, Anna, what am I going to do?

So this one name kept coming up - Steve Grahams.

He's a patient at the Mill.

Last night I was convinced that it was him.

But...the more research I did, the more it didn't add up,

you see, Steve Grahams - he's travelling in the Far East.

Where did you get all this stuff?

Actually, don't tell me. I don't want to know.

Please just hear me out.

The same time last week that Steve Grahams had an appointment

with Doctor Khella at the Mill,

he signed in online at the Kicking Fish in Siem Reap.

The what?

It's an internet cafe in Cambodia.

But there was another name - Gus Harper.

Now, he is a patient at the Mill, he's registered,

but he has never had an appointment.

Now, I kept seeing connections between Steve Grahams

and Gus Harper, like they buy the same things online,

-they make the same complaints to the same seller on eBay.

-So what?

Using exactly the same spelling mistakes?

What was the purchase?

Binoculars.

Right, so you're saying that Gus Harper has stolen

Steve Grahams' identity while he was away?

Yes, and used it as cover to terrorise Doctor Khella.

You are going to do something about this? You're going to cover it?

You're going to speak to him the way that you spoke to me?

-We'll look into it.

-I'm handing this to you on a plate.

-All you have to do...

-Thank you for that,

but just leave it with us now, OK?

You will let me know what happens?

Yeah.

OK, well...thanks for the call, mate. Cheers.

Bad news?

Yeah. They're going to have to close the youth club down.

-The budget's been cut.

-Huh, another casualty.

Sorry.

Emma, have you seen the CBT audit?

Oh, yes, I wanted to talk to you about that...

What? That...that... that's it? That's all you've got to say?

I'll catch you later.

Well, maybe it's a chance for you to move on, you know?

Do something different?

Right, well, what about the kids? What do they move on to?

I don't know.

Look, I'm sorry, I know how much it meant to you.

You really have no idea, do you?

Is there anything in it, do you think?

Hard to tell.

I've done some digging. I've been on to the DVLA,

but Harper's still got the old licence, so there's no photograph.

I'm going to go round to his place now,

even if it's just to count him out.

-OK - well, keep me informed.

-Will do.

Excuse me, would you mind if I gave you a business card?

I'm looking for a model.

You wouldn't mind if I just took a...

Oh, excuse me, have you ever done any modelling before?

Can I take your picture, please?

I'm looking for a model for a campaign.

Hiya.

Hiya, hi.

I need to take a photo of somebody for a campaign later on,

I think you'd be perfect. You're very good looking...

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hi, Queenie.

'I've just had a prize pig trotting up my stairs.

-'What are you doing, Ellie?'

-I am trying, but...

DIAL TONE

SHE SIGHS

MOBILE PHONE DINGS

Jas? Hiya, it's Rob Hollins.

Did you say you'd just moved house recently?

Yeah. What was the name of the letting agency?

OK, thanks.

Oh, excuse me, madam.

Have you seen the guy who lives here?

-No, sorry.

-OK, it's all right.

-ON RADIO:

-'Control to 7244?'

Yeah, go ahead, I'm receiving.

'They've found two more traces on the PNC for your suspect.'

Four names? You're joking?

'Is the suspect there?'

No, no, he's not here.

So I'm going to go to his workplace, then push for a warrant,

come back and take a look around.

-'Received.'

-OK, thanks.

And you've cut out caffeine?

-Yeah.

-Set bedtime routines?

But I still wake up in the middle of the night and just lie there.

What about your job? Are things any better with your boss?

Not really.

I know I said I didn't want to take any pills,

Doctor Granger, but now...

I still think that we should try and find the root cause first.

So...is there anything in particular that's worrying you?

I am under a lot of pressure at work.

Like today, for example...

Yes?

Have you ever thought about modelling, Doctor Granger?

HE SCOFFS

I'm looking for a particular type of man and you really fit the bill.

You wouldn't mind if I just...?

Erm, Ellie, stop.

You're....you're really handsome, you see.

Ellie, stop now.

Please, Doctor Granger. We've got this special job on this afternoon.

This is ridiculous. I'm your GP.

But you'd fit right in - it's nothing tacky.

I'm going to get into so much trouble if I don't find someone.

Well, I'm sorry, Ellie, but that someone isn't going to be me.

And for another thing...

Ellie?

Ellie?

Yeah, they're dropping like flies here. Some virus.

Oh, dear. So did he phone in sick?

No. Not seen sight nor sound of him since last Thursday.

Boss gave him a roasting.

What was that for?

Skiving off, I think. Here they are.

So what's up? Is he in trouble?

-He seems to have gone missing.

-Really?

Yeah. Can you describe Mr Harper for me?

Dunno... Brown hair, 30s.

Early or late?

Mid, I should think.

Build?

Average.

I'm sorry, I'm not being much help, am I?

That's OK.

Any distinguishing features?

Anything that you would notice him by?

He's just one of those people.

I mean, I see him most days, but...

-What sort of bloke would you say he is?

-How do you mean?

Well, is he a joker, is he quiet?

He keeps himself to himself.

Does he ever mention his family or his friends?

Gus?

Spends most of his breaks online.

He's... Well, he's a bit of a nerd, if you know what I mean.

And you try and talk at him, and he comes back at you.

-In what way?

-Well, he's a bit sharp. Thinks he's clever.

Oh, does he?

Has he got his own desk or a drawer?

-Yep.

-That one?

-Yep.

-You won't find him on there.

-No?

No, he never comes out with us.

Have you got a staff's Who's Who?

Yeah, but if you work in the back room, you don't need ID,

so photos are optional.

And...well, Gus opted out.

OK. Just one more thing.

Have you ever heard of the name Steve Grahams?

Yeah. Nice bloke. Did some work for us.

Used to do repairs on the houses, then he went off travelling.

Right, well. Thanks very much.

-Is that it?

-Yeah.

If he turns up...

..give us a bell at the station.

-Will do.

-Thanks.

MACHINE BEEPS

Hello?

Anybody home? It's the police.

DOOR CLOSES

Hello, Sergeant. Is he here, then?

Does it look like it?

What do you want?

You know, just taking an interest.

Is he dead, do you think?

Well, where is he?

Sorry, Queenie, but I couldn't find anyone.

What have you been doing all morning?

What is this junk?!

It's what I'm good at.

Oh... Now, him, I like.

Why didn't you say?

He's a GP at the campus surgery.

Nice grooming - good bones.

When's he coming in?

He's not. I tried, but...

You've absolutely no go in you!

Remember Anna getting that footballer into the Speedos?

People love to be told how good they look - how hard can it be?

He won't do it.

Oh, yes?

Where are you going?

Come on, girl. Watch and learn.

No, Queenie, wait.

So he's got an air rifle?

I mean, I might not trust him round my cat, but...

Yeah, I'll admit - there's nothing really concrete, but...

But you have a hunch he's the man?

I think he spotted Doctor Khella

when she was looking to rent a house

and he's been following her ever since.

And your evidence?

I found this in his house.

Well, he could have printed it off the internet.

Plenty to choose from on there.

I don't think he has.

I've checked all the social network pages and I can't see it.

It's taken outside the Mill.

Where is she now?

At the Mill.

-What? She's still going to work?

-Mm.

And although she doesn't know it yet,

this Gus Harper made an appointment and saw her last week.

Right. Let's get down there.

Oh, I...I am so sorry, Doctor Granger.

-Ellie?

-Even better in the flesh.

Dr Granger, Queenie - Q & A Models.

You can't hide that light under a bushel, Doctor Granger.

-Ellie, I told you this morning...

-I know, I'm sorry.

Those eyes, that chin - you're perfect for my client.

I'm not interested. And I have patients to see...

Executive fashion. High-end watch company.

-Not going to happen.

-Sharp suit, plate glass, big desk.

-Please leave?

-I'll make sure you're well remunerated.

Look, I don't know what kind of an outfit you think you're

-running here...

-We're a very high class agency.

Then perhaps you'll take no for an answer

and leave my consulting room?

Unless, of course, you'd like me to call security?

-SHE SCOFFS

-I thought you said he was charming?

You need personality too in this game, you know,

and that's something you clearly haven't got.

Come on, Ellie.

SHE MOUTHS

You were hopeless in there.

I tried to tell you.

I need to fix my face. Where's the ladies?

Just down the stairs.

I just... I need to get a prescription.

Well, hurry up!

You've got half an hour to find somebody else.

Excuse me!

Please?

Ellie, you heard what I said.

I wanted to apologise for my...

Fine, now go.

..mother.

That woman was your mother?

Take a seat.

Aunt Anna, Mum's sister, died six months ago.

I'd just got a photography internship at Country Lens.

It's a nature magazine.

Mum made me give it up to come back and work for her.

She made you?

You've seen how...insistent she can be.

Anna was always the creative force behind the business -

Queenie was more of an administrator.

She's got no idea!

Her idea of style is stuck somewhere around Princess Grace

and you've seen what she's like with people.

Not that I'm any better myself.

I love photography, but I know my limitations.

I can't take pictures of people - I haven't got the confidence.

I can't sweet talk them - do the patter.

Just walk away, then.

How can I?

I know how lonely she is - underneath it all.

How much she misses Anna.

Yeah, but neither of you are any good at the business.

I know - it's hopeless.

And the magazine called today. They still want me.

Have you told your mum?

She's never valued my work and I can't leave her.

She's under so much strain - I'm worried about her health.

Thanks for listening, Doctor Granger.

I just needed to get it all off my chest.

I feel better now.

You know, keeping your mother in the dark

isn't going to help either of you.

It's for the best.

Well, when I say I haven't got anybody, what I mean is...

I see. Well, that's your choice...

If you change...

Fine!

I've never felt so humiliated in my life.

I'm sorry.

Just look at you, Ellie.

Maybe I'm not cut out for this.

Where did you get that rag from?

I just had to grab something...

Have you taken a look at yourself in the mirror this morning?

Anna used to...

I'm not Anna, Mum. And neither are you.

What?

Nothing.

And why have you always got that ugly monstrosity clutched to

yourself like some comfort blankie?

What is it? Let me have a look.

Mum, please.

Have you used the agency's printer for this?

Flowers and little birds and fluffy bunnies!

Stop it! Stop it!

You're behaving like a lunatic!

Anna was the one who made the business -

she was the only one with any flair and you know it!

You were just a...just a glorified pen-pusher -

the Rottweiler she'd set on late-payers.

You haven't got a clue about fashion, about people.

And you're hiding behind me because you're terrified of facing up to it!

Well, I've had enough.

The magazine still wants me and I'm going.

Q & A Models can go to hell for all I care!

Mum? Mum?

Help!

Steve Grahams?

Yeah. We just need to check his records?

He had backache.

Can you tell us anything about his appearance?

And did he ask you anything personal?

So when I was seeing Steve Grahams...

I...I asked him to take his shirt off.

Do you remember what he looked like?

I...I don't know. He was just another patient.

I examined him, I touched him!

It's OK.

It was all false, wasn't it?

There was no pain.

Try and put that out of your mind for the moment, think back.

We need all the information we can get

if we're going to catch this man.

30s, I think.

Maybe....brown hair.

I don't know.

It's OK, Jas, it really will be OK.

-Are you still at 22 Sandford Drive?

-Yeah.

Well, I strongly advise you to go and stay with friends,

at least for the time being.

No. Running away isn't going to help.

Neither is putting yourself at risk.

KNOCK ON DOOR

You said to let you know if a Steve Grahams makes contact.

Yes?

He's made an appointment for tomorrow afternoon.

Perfect. Thank you, Mr Bellamy.

I won't have to see him, will I?

This is our chance to get hold of him,

so if you can come in as normal,

we'll be here and we promise he won't get anywhere near you.

Do you think you can you do that for us?

Yeah.

Let's have a look around. See what we need.

Right, so there'll be me and Sergeant Hollins

and a couple of other officers inside,

all posing as patients.

And there'll be more officers outside.

Right, so you are going to be here, Boss?

Yeah, gets me out of the office for a couple of hours.

You could pose as the cleaner? We've got a new mop and bucket.

How would you like me to position my staff?

Everybody is at your disposal

apart from Doctor Carmichael, whose father is ill.

Well, just carry on as normal.

Right you are, ma'am.

Believe me, you couldn't have a better man in place

for an operation like this.

Mr Bellamy's ex-military.

Very good. But this is a police matter.

Yes, but there may be more cross-fertilisation

going on than you think.

And you'll be on reception, so that everything looks as usual?

Why wouldn't I be?

Thanks.

And it's not her heart?

Her heart seems fine.

It's all my fault.

She seems to have been stressed for quite a while.

I said some terrible things.

Well, maybe she needed to hear them.

Sometimes, the kindest thing you can do for someone is to tell them

when to throw in the towel in.

I know you're right.

I feel like I've just been just been helping her fail.

I've been doing that quite well without your help, Ellie.

We're broke.

Q & A Models has pretty much had it.

Why didn't you tell me?

I'm a very selfish woman...

and if I lost the agency, I'd lose you.

-But you...

-I know I...treated you very badly.

It's not an excuse...

..but maybe grief comes out in strange ways.

Right.

Now, I want you to phone that editor,

the one who wants to speak to you, and go.

And leave you on your own?

Don't worry. I'll cope.

What will you do?

Sell up, go abroad, top up my tan.

You'll still visit me?

Maybe. If you'll have me.

Oh, come on.

Let's get out of here, makes me feel old.

Thank you, Doctor Granger.

Well, it certainly is a good cause,

but I think we should switch things round now and then.

It's going to take a shed-load of spare change to save the youth club.

I just keep picturing it all boarded up.

Men in suits. What do they know? And then there's the kids.

And I'm just...I'm just gutted for them.

Some of them are coming on so well lately.

Cometh the hour, cometh the man.

What's that mean?

Your youth club needs saving.

Then stop moaning about it and get out there and save it!

Me?

'You've got through to Sergeant Hollins at Letherbridge police.

'Please leave a message. Thank you.'

'Hi, it's Rob Hollins, please leave a message, thanks.'

Hello, Sergeant Hollins. It's Al again...

'I would just love it if you could tell me what's going on?

'This guy is a serious head-case.

'So I really hope that you are doing something.

'Please give me a call.'

-Ooh, sorry.

-Sorry.

You all set for tomorrow?

Yeah. Of course.

All sorted?

Yeah, although Doctor Khella is a bit jumpy.

She'll hold it together.

Oh, and thanks, by the way.

-What for?

-For trusting me on this.

Good old-fashioned police work, eh?

We carry on as normal.

Only until the suspect arrives do the undercover 'patients'

spring into action and arrest him.

What if he suddenly flips his lid and decides to attack me?

Why would anyone want to do that to you?

I want a stab vest or something for protection.

Just wondering how Doctor Khella is, really.

She's...everything's under control. She's being very brave.

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