Land of Sunshine Doctors

Hi. Sorry. I'm here for the interview.

Oh, er... If you'd just like to wait a second.

Are these all the applicants?

You said starting from 9.00am.

I meant for you to e-mail the candidates,

and give them individual times, starting FROM 9.00am.

If you're here for the interview, then give us a moment.

We're just working out a schedule.

And if you're a patient, then take a seat.

We'll be with you as soon as we can.

It's just one job.

You didn't have to invite half of Letherbridge.

If you were not so caught up with that ridiculous party last night,

you might have avoided all this.

Just, er...just putting it on silent.

Why, what did you think I was up to?

I see. So last night's attempts at humiliating me

were not enough for you.

If you'd stuck around, perhaps you might have loosened up a little bit.

And if I do not choose to be loose with my morals, that is my decision.

It was very stimulating company.

Anyway, haven't got time to RABBIT on.

-You should be ashamed of yourself.

-I had a rough night too, you know.

I do not wish to talk about it.

-I got into a fight with Zara.

-I said...

Hi. I'm here for the interview. I'm not late, am I?

Thanks to a clerical error, you are early.

In fact, you all are.

Just be a second.

If they have to look at your grumpy mug all day,

nobody's going to want to take the job.

Will you have a sugar?

Yeah. Go on. Probably need it,

the way they're interviewing everyone today - the fresh meat.

Except it's not fresh meat, is it?

It's raw - indigestible, problematic meat.

Rookies. Cause more problems than they solve.

That was you not long ago.

How dare you! I was a sensation.

I seamlessly slipped into the mix of things.

It must be difficult for you to imagine a time before me.

-Oh, yeah.

-Whoever is forced on us today will be as welcome as a cold colonoscopy.

They're going to stick out like a wart.

Doctor Haskey, Doctor Clay.

Thought I'd let you know the candidates will be

waiting in here today to save room in the reception.

I'll put the kettle on.

Don't let us interrupt. You were saying something about a wart?

Help! Help!

Help!

-Help!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa!

-Help!

-What's happened?

-She took some glasses.

-Right. OK.

Let's sort this out. Come on.

Glad to see you're still smiling after last night.

It was a proper nightmare.

-Oh, it wasn't that bad.

-Wasn't it?

Mrs Tembe's face was worth the price of admission alone.

Oh, Zara. She really didn't like it.

Morals are one thing, intolerance is quite another.

Why am I not surprised?

Mrs Tembe.

Let me at least take some of these pills before you start.

It's painfully clear that last night was your chance

-to have a good laugh at my expense.

-No, Mrs Tembe.

Well, it seems you have plenty to dine out on.

Do my head a favour and get to the point.

It was just a bit of a laugh.

I did not expect an apology from any of you, so...

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that they ever thought to invite you.

Now, I have got a dozen interviews to chair and a splitting headache.

Now, if you don't mind, your dusty old repression

is the least of my concerns.

-She had cuts on her feet?

-Mmm.

Whatever she was running away from, she was pretty desperate.

-And you think it's sex trafficking?

-Yeah, I do.

Every time I get a hint of an answer she backs off.

The uniform doesn't help.

I can't interrogate her for you.

There might be others.

All right, I'll talk to her.

But I'm not going to make her life worse just to make yours easier.

I know, I know that. But what if there are other girls?

Hello.

It's Aliska, isn't it? I'm not police.

I'm a doctor, Doctor Reid.

Aliska, what did you mean when you asked for my help?

Please. It was a mistake. Nothing.

You said they were going to get you. Who were?

I left them.

Where?

I had to. I can't go back.

They'll hurt me.

Oi!

You should not be sleeping at work.

Was not. I've got a brain injury.

It was doing brain...

You have got a hangover and it is disgusting.

You're just in a sulk about last night.

Will you please just get on with your work?

You didn't have to storm off, you know.

So all this is my fault, is it?

Oi! You two!

I don't think reception is the right place for you two

to be having a go at each other. Especially with interviews going on.

I am sorry, Mr Bellamy.

These interviews aren't just for us to find a right candidate.

It's for the right candidate to find the right practice.

So happy faces, soft voices.

Please. No...no more.

You're safe here.

I promise you it won't be for much longer.

Anything?

She's tired. Dehydrated. Minor lacerations to the feet.

But as far as her mental state goes...

Nothing on where she escaped from?

Nothing on who she might have left behind?

She doesn't want to talk about it.

And are you OK with that?

Yes. My priority is her health.

OK, OK.

Look. What we have here is a very frightened woman.

She doesn't need any more stress, or to be pushed around any more.

Doctor Shah?

Is that your thing, then? Superheroes and whatnot?

-Yeah.

-Always thought comics were for kids.

I think you'll find the graphic novel is a very versatile medium.

Comics. Sorry. I prefer to say comics.

Graphic novel is something you say if you're a bit embarrassed by it.

That'd be me, then.

Technically this is a trade paperback.

-Oh. Right.

-Go on, then. Tell us more.

Who are the goodies and who are the baddies?

Did that girl just out-geek you?

-Well, thanks for coming in. We'll be in touch.

-Thank you.

Anyway...

I'm going out.

All right. I'll man the fort on my own, then, shall I?

We're just going to break for a spot of lunch.

We won't keep you much longer.

The waiting's always the worst part. It'll be fine.

Do you have any deodorant?

I've got three to choose from, and a bag of baby wipes.

But sit tight a while and breathe deep.

-No point freshening now if they're going to make you wait another half hour.

-No, I guess not.

Not a good sign, though - being this nervous.

Trick is to keep it hid.

Simple thing, one they always tell you, but it works for me every time.

Imagine them naked.

We're going to be about another 20 minutes

so if you want to pop out for some fresh air please feel free.

Yeah. That's probably an idea. Come on, you.

Do you mind?

Some of us have come here for a bit of peace and quiet.

We do not need you slamming about the place.

What on earth do you think you are doing?

Whatever.

Forget it.

Tea.

I don't know how you take it. Milk and sugar?

Sweetener, please.

Oh. Sorry.

Found these. They're old, Secret Santa. But they are new.

Thought it might make things a little bit more comfortable for you.

Thank you.

In a little while, we're going to take you through to the interview room,

to discuss the shoplifting, but I was just wondering before then

if there was anything you wanted to talk about.

Anything you could tell me that would help us keep you safe.

I do not want to talk about it.

But you see, the thing is,

I can't help you unless you do talk to me.

We can protect you in here, but not when you get out.

KNOCK ON DOOR

-Sarge - doc wants to check the dressing.

-OK, thanks.

Hello?

Yes. Yes. Police, please. Yes, this is an emergency.

Oh, I was saving that.

The jam or the paperwork?

See, I shouldn't be doing this.

I'm only doing this cos Mrs Tembe stropped off.

I thought I was the huffy one.

What's going on with you two?

She got all... Oh, she got all hellfire and brimstone

because we were laughing at a few garters and a rubber wotsit.

I don't... I mean, excuse ME if we thought you might like some fun.

We won't bother next time!

Whatever you are feeling, this is not an answer.

Please. Come away from the edge.

I mean, I thought I woke up with a headache,

but it's nothing compared to Mrs poxy Tembe.

I've something in here that can help with that somewhere.

Aw. Thank you.

Unless I've taken them all myself.

Get a bit carried away sometimes.

Still - true test of a doctor, isn't it? Hangover cures!

Everyone's got one.

A half of warm beer, and cold leftovers. Never fails.

Well! That's exactly mine! Cold pizza.

Because it's always better the morning after.

Sorry to keep you. If you'd like to follow me.

Good luck, you.

Yeah. Yes. Good...good luck.

My name...

Just GO AWAY.

My name is Mrs Tembe. What your name?

Please just leave me alone.

I cannot do that.

Yeah, thanks for that. I will get back to you, I promise.

OK. Cheers.

Did she say anything new? Anything at all?

All I can give you is my medical opinion.

Other than the obvious, which is that she's terrified.

Well, maybe I've got this wrong. I don't know.

Anyway, she's going to be released soon,

and if there are others, we can't help them. We'll never know.

You can't make her do something she doesn't want to.

-God knows she's probably had enough of that.

-I hope you're not comparing me to...

No, no. Course not.

In many ways, she's well cared for.

She's well fed, she's clean. She's even had a manicure.

I don't know.

I just think you're going to have to find another way.

Why did you come to church first?

Do you pray there?

-It's just that I have not seen you there before, so...

-Stop.

Please just...just...just stop.

You're not helping.

You're just making it all worse.

But you are a man of faith.

I'll jump. Just to shut you up. I'll jump.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I just...I just wanted to understand.

You can't. You just can't.

But if you believe - if you've ever believed,

then you know that God forgives you.

What if I don't want him to?

I don't want his forgiveness. I don't deserve it.

That is not for you to say.

Whatever you're hurting from, whatever it is,

it can be overcome.

I don't care. Nobody cares.

I do.

Please. Just talk to me.

About what? What?

What can you do? What can YOU do?

I can forgive you.

-What?

-I can and I will forgive you.

Whether you want me to or not.

Whatever you have done, I know you regret it.

You would not be up here if you did not.

I know, in your heart, you are penitent.

And so I forgive you.

You don't mind, do you? Just getting a bit bored in there.

-No, you're all right.

-Don't suppose you've got anything to read?

I've got a research paper on asthma and another on seasonal allergies.

50 shades of hay fever - no, thanks.

Right. We'll be in touch. Goodbye.

Thank you.

Thank you for being so patient. We're not normally this disorganised.

-That's all right. Been quite fun.

-Would you like to come through?

Has she gone in?

Yeah, just, um... Is everything all right?

I've still got her deodorant.

I don't think she's going to mind.

I'll come back later.

Actually, you don't know anywhere round here

that's good for a spot of lunch?

Sure. Let me have a think.

There's Horsley's Bakery just up yonder,

if you fancy something doughy.

Or there's a new place just opened up, Babu Bombay,

though might be a bit too early for a poppadom.

I always order too much in those places.

-Best to share, really.

-They give you a doggy bag.

Just bring it in for lunch the next day.

-I wouldn't know what to order.

-The Murghi Mirchi. Every time.

You cannot beat it.

I'd probably get lost even trying to find the place.

It's literally just up the road.

-I'll have a wander. Thanks.

-Sure.

-You're useless.

-What?

That was your chance! She was asking cos she's interested!

Really?

Really?

OK. Just to be clear, Aliska and I have spoken a few times before this.

I was checking on her wellbeing. Well, I was trying to find out what had happened to her.

But you weren't prepared to say very much, is that right?

No. I do not want to talk about it.

-I'm sorry but...

-It's OK. I won't push.

But it is my job to find these things out.

I don't see how this is relevant to the charges.

Firstly the things we found on you. The sunglasses that you stole.

And a bottle of hair dye in your pocket.

I think it's safe to say that you wanted to change your appearance.

There's nothing to say the hair dye was stolen.

I know that.

But I couldn't help notice

that your client was choosing expensive things.

Designer sunglasses. High-end hair dye.

With the coat you're wearing, that can't have been cheap.

And another thing, you chose sweeteners instead of sugar for your tea. That is not very typical.

I'm sorry, but can we try to keep this specific to the charges?

I felt sorry for you. I really did.

But because of the difficulty in talking,

that meant I had to find another way to find things out.

So I reviewed the CCTV.

I managed to trace you back to a nice car,

a very nice car that you had abandoned just off the high street.

I had to steal it. To escape.

It's not my car. I didn't say it.

I don't want to get in more trouble.

You don't have to say anything.

My client is here to discuss one count of shoplifting.

Nothing else.

A big high-powered car like that must have been very expensive.

So I made a few phone-calls. Around to local police stations.

Trying to get some help so I could find out who had locked you up.

Because that is right, isn't it? You were held against your will?

She doesn't have to answer that question.

And I'd like to say for the record that I don't think this line of questioning...

The police surgeon was saying the same to me - that I should leave her alone.

And that everything was fine because she was safe.

But the last call I made - all the way over to Wolverhampton.

And they told me they had just a raided a brothel.

It was filled with girls just like you.

Only none of them had escaped.

They were too frightened to run away.

But the owner did.

She left in a hurry.

She forgot her purse.

And her passport.

So shall we start from the beginning, Galina?

There's great coils and coils of it weighing me down

and tugging me back.

If you knew ANY of it, you'd come over here and you'd push me.

No, that is not true.

You turned me away before. Back at the church.

And I was wrong.

Sometimes people are wrong,

just like you might be wrong now.

You have to consider this.

I can do something right for once. I could...

I have faith in you.

Well, it's not enough.

But you can see where you have gone wrong,

which means you are better off than many people in the world.

You have taken the first step.

Please! Please.

No.

No.

Our father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

And forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those who trespass against us

and lead us not into temptation

-but...

-..deliver us from evil...

..for Thine is the kingdom,

the power and the glory,

forever and ever.

Amen.

Now that the cat's out of the bag,

she's going to want someone more expensive.

My services are no longer required.

Never mind, eh?

This is a strange case, this one.

Yeah. Well, you spotted the manicure.

That was the key to all of this. So - thanks.

I just don't know what she thought she was going to achieve.

Sympathy? An easy ride?

She certainly doesn't seem to care about how much harm she's caused.

Only that she got caught.

Sarge - there's a jumper. They've requested back-up.

Karen tells me you and comic girl have got a thing going on.

What? No.

You and gothy, sitting in a tree? Seems like a good match.

It wouldn't be professional.

What if she DID end up working here?

-Even better. Works for Daniel.

-And me and Jas?

Yeah, well, maybe don't nick her house keys or anything like that.

Fine. If you're not interested, she seems cute. Maybe I should...

-Don't push me, Jimmi.

-Oh? What you going to do? What you going to DO!

What do we do now?

Perhaps we should get off this roof. Back on solid ground.

My name's Josh. Robson.

Hello, Josh.

Mrs Tembe, what are you doing here?

Sergeant Hollins,

this is Josh Robson.

He is my friend.

Hey, you! How'd it go?

-Yeah, um....

-Have you got my deo?

Could use a quick spritz after that.

What did you say for biggest weakness?

-Perfectionist.

-Is that all?

I spent more on that one than any of the other ones.

God, I've blown it, haven't I? Come on.

Let's grab a brew and swap notes.

-Right. Who wants to start first?

-Reminded me a bit of a baby-sitter.

Seemed a bit too cocky for my liking.

You never trust a man with a weak handshake.

-And those shoes!

-She gave me a funny look the entire time.

-I don't think we needed to see a drawing of it.

-She couldn't stop staring at me.

You never know when Taekwando would come in handy.

-Likeable. A bit mumsy.

-Good posture.

-Made me feel a bit uncomfortable, to be honest.

-I enjoyed the story about the panda sanctuary.

Are we absolutely sure we weren't talking to a patient?

-I swear she was eyeing me up.

-So we're agreed, then?

Well, looks like we have a new doctor.

Where have you been?

For some peace and quiet.

All right for some.

Any plans for this evening, Mrs Tembe? Polishing your chastity belt?

Or are you going to be saying a few hail Marys for all us poor heathens?

Mrs Tembe. I've just forwarded you an e-mail for all the unsuccessful candidates.

-Give it a read and send it out tomorrow, would you?

-Er, yes, Mr Bellamy.

I am sorry, Doctor Carmichael, but I am too busy to play.

Perhaps we can find you a ball of string.

Karen, I don't suppose you caught any of the candidates' names?

You mean, do I know who Doctor Siouxsie Sioux is?

Sorry, Al. I didn't know which one was which.

Oh, well.

Suppose I'll just have to hope she is really good at interviews.

That's sad. It's not like life's ever big on second chances.

You would be surprised.

-What was your crime?

-No, I can't. I can't.

You will feel better if you get it off your chest.

Mrs Tembe might be missing.

Don't be ridiculous.

The woman's allowed to be late once in a while.

It wasn't romance that I was after.

-What, then?

-Sex!

Oh, so, that's your level.