No Quiet Find Doctors

PALOMA FAITH: # ..you were there

# Two worlds colliding

# And they could tear us apart

# We could live

# For a thousand years

# But if I hurt you

# I'd make wine from your tears

# I told you

# That we could fly

-# Cos we all have wings... # WOMAN:

-Marcus?

-VOICE ECHOES:

-Marcus?

# ..but some of us don't know why... #

FOOTSTEPS COMING UPSTAIRS

Are you all right?

What?

-The front door was open. I did call.

-Er...

Why did you wake me?

It looked like you were having a nightmare.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Marcus?

What is it?

Can we do this another day?

You can't keep putting this off.

New look, fresh start, remember?

-When was the last time you had a proper meal?

-Ha!

Does a Cup-a-Soup count?

You look exhausted.

Look, I know you're only trying to help, but I'll be fine,

seriously, so just... Whoa!

Right, I'm taking you to the doctors.

-I don't want any fuss.

-And I'm not taking no for an answer.

-Claire!

-You're going, and I'm driving.

-Hello.

-Ah! Here he is!

My knight in shining armour, fresh from keeping

the streets of Letherbridge safe for another night. Mwah!

-Aren't you going to be late?

-Oh, ten minutes won't matter.

-Not when it means that you get some TLC.

-Oh, dear me!

-Tough one?

-The usual.

Spent most of the night trying to track down

a couple of bag snatchers on the Churchill.

I think it's become a sport again.

Two lads on a moped - they find a woman on her own,

speed past her, grab her bag,

and they don't really care if she gets injured in the process.

But then, you come home to a warm smile, a hot cup of tea,

and the world's all right again.

But wouldn't it be nice if the house wasn't so empty?

-HE YAWNS:

-And you do make the best cup of tea in the world.

-The two of us, just rattling around.

-Yeah.

So, what do you think about fostering?

-What?

-We had a great time with Scarlet.

-For one day, yeah.

-You can't think that it's right

that a sweet little girl like her ends up in care.

-Well, no, but...

-And that's what's going to happen

if people like Lyn Driver don't put themselves forward.

-I know that.

-And Treehouse proved

that the care system isn't what it should be.

The care system sucks, but that's the way it is.

Can't we at least think about it?

I think I'm too tired to think about anything at the moment.

Marcus Hartwell is next.

Mr Hartwell?

What's brought you here this morning?

Not sleeping. I need something to help.

-And have we prescribed you anything before?

-No.

I've been taking over-the-counter stuff.

Like what?

-Er, valerian, St John's wort.

-Just herbal remedies?

But none of it works any more.

Er, I'm tired all the time, can't concentrate

and, when I go to bed, I can't get off to sleep.

-And how long has this been going on for?

-Two years.

Since Marianne...

-HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

-Since...since I lost my wife.

I'm sorry.

Has your insomnia been affecting your work?

Er, I was a software designer.

I gave it up, so I can work full-time on renovating our house.

She...she fell in love the moment she saw it.

We were going to work on it together

and turn it into our dream home.

How are the renovations going?

-Not good. I can't focus.

-HE LAUGHS SOFTLY

Anyway, what's the point if she's never going to see it?

So...can you help?

I don't want to rush into medicating your condition.

I think we should investigate some alternative therapies first.

-I think I've got some information...

-You know what, save it.

I've read every leaflet, I've seen all the websites,

I've tried warm baths before going to bed,

-cutting out the caffeine...

-Relaxation exercises?

..and making sure my bedroom's not too hot and reading a book.

Nothing works. Please!

I just need something to get me through the next few weeks.

Actually, II did have something before.

-Er, Cariprazine?

-Yeah, that's it.

That did the job.

OK. Well, I'm going to prescribe you enough to last for just one month.

And if your sleeping patterns haven't normalised by then,

we're going to have to look at longer-term solutions.

Yes, thank you, Doctor.

DOOR OPENS

-Karen? I need these to go out in the next post.

-OK.

FRONT DOOR OPENS

-Heston, you're back!

-Er, not really.

-You look really well.

-Thank you. Um, is Daniel in?

-KNOCK ON DOOR

-Yeah?

-Have you got a minute?

-Heston! Good to see you.

-How are you?

-I'm fine.

-Ha!

Jimmi's told me.

OK, er, take a seat.

Don't take everything he says as gospel.

So we're not merging with Kings Green?

I didn't say that. Look...

I know that you have a problem with larger practices.

Well, the traditional GP practice has worked for generations.

Yes, but if larger practices is going to be the norm...

Why do you think the government is encouraging this?

To give the public a better service.

So they can cut costs and make us do more for less.

We can't stay stuck in the past. We have to find ways to modernise.

With scant consultation with the rest of the staff?

OK, look, it's been a rollercoaster, I'll grant you that.

Look, if you or one of the other partners had come up with the idea,

I wouldn't be so concerned,

but it's the motives of the man behind the operation.

Anthony's like a shark! He has to keep swimming.

When he's pushed this merger through, what's he going to do next?

Heston, I hear you.

-Do you?!

-I do. I do, but I think that you're worrying unnecessarily.

Go home. Rest.

And come back soon! We need you.

WOMAN: 'Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed

'The dear repose for limbs with travel tired

'But then begins a journey in my head

'To work my mind when body's work's expired

'For then my thoughts from far where I abide

'Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee

'And keep my drooping eyelids open wide

'Looking on darkness which the blind do see

'Save that my soul's imaginary sight

'Presents thy shadow to my sightless view

'Which like a jewel hung in ghastly night

'Makes black night beauteous

'and her old face new

'Lo, thus - by day, my limbs

'By night, my mind

'For thee, and for myself

'No quiet find.'

MUSIC: Never Tear Us Apart by Paloma Faith

WEDDING BELLS PEAL

CHEERING

I meant every word.

Ha! To love and to cherish.

Till death...

-HE LAUGHS:

-Marianne...

What?

CAR HORN BEEPS

BRAKES SCREECH, HORN BEEPS

CAR DOOR OPENS

Did I hit you?

Are you hurt?

I'm here. Tell me what to do.

Just... Just take this pain away!

Please just take...!

It's not too late to stop this.

What, er, the increase in the tea fund?

Oh, really? You think this is a joke?

Take a seat. Come on.

I can't see Anthony pausing this merger for anyone to have their say

and, if the consensus was to not go through with it,

do you honestly think he'd take any notice?

I get that this seems to be moving very quickly

and that change can be unsettling.

You think that's what this is about? You think I'm afraid of change?

I just mean that I understand.

Daniel, look, I know we've had our differences, OK,

but I thought our core values about this place were the same -

about our duty to our patients. That's what I thought!

-You just have to trust that I'm going to make the right decision.

-Me, trust you? Really?

I know a little bit more about business than you do, Jimmi.

And I know more about human decency.

OK, fine, um, you should go,

before one of us says something that can't be taken back.

You know, when exactly did Anthony cut your balls off?

Marcus, are you all right?

Hmm, er...

There's a cafe round the corner.

I'm going to get you a black coffee, extra shot, lots of sugar.

What would I do without you?

MUSIC: Never Tear Us Apart by Paloma Faith

You were the one.

You were the only one.

What?

No.

No, no, don't go.

Please?

Back so soon?

HE GASPS

HE STAMMERS

You?

Are you real?

-KAREN:

-'Hope you had a good sleep.

'Fresh towels in the bathroom, that bacon you like in the fridge.

'And I've booked us in for a fostering information evening next week. Kisses. Karen.'

When I sleep...

she comes to me.

Your wife?

I'd been single for a while.

Some friends fixed me up. It was a total blind date.

I wasn't expecting much, but when Marianne walked into the room,

it was like WHAM!

-Love at first sight?

-Yeah.

And within six months, we were married.

And it was better than I could ever have imagined. We were so happy!

And, in your dreams, you relive the happiness?

It's like nothing has changed.

I hear her voice, I smell her perfume,

I feel held in her love...

..and then, when I wake up and she's not there...

..the pain of the loss hits again.

It's overwhelming.

There's nothing wrong with remembering happy times,

but you have to live in the here and now.

Even if every waking moment is so...?

Never mind.

This is beginning to sound like you're talking about addiction.

The trouble is, the highs have been wearing off quicker.

I've been trying to sleep during the day.

So that's what the sleeping pills are for?

I needed something to knock me out.

But the dreams are getting out of control.

Sometimes, I see her out of the corner of my eye,

and I know I'm still awake.

Loss is dreadful.

But the pain's never going to fade if you don't face it.

-You've got to work through your grief.

-No, I can't.

Then why did you come back, unless you want my help?

I don't want the dreams to stop.

They're all I live for.

See how you go on the medication.

But I want you to try some of the other relaxation techniques.

-Is there a toilet?

-Yeah, down the stairs, first on the left.

-OK.

How is he?

You know I can't discuss that.

No, of course, I understand. It's just that...

The man you've just seen. That isn't Marcus.

He used to be funny, always laughing...

And you're telling me this, because...?

I want to know if there's anything I can do to help bring him back?

Shouldn't you be asking him that?

I like him. I like him a lot. Is that wrong?

How can it be?

-We're too old!

-We're in our prime.

And we both have full-time jobs!

We've got a big house, with a garden.

These kids need commitment 24/7.

We brought our own kids up while we were working.

-Yes, but we were 20 years younger then.

-I don't feel old!

And things were different.

We didn't worry about who they talked to online,

what they watched, whether they took legal highs!

-We'd know the signs to look out for.

-These kids are damaged goods.

We'll make 'em better. HE SCOFFS

You make it sound like it's going to be easy.

You know a lot of them have got problems with authority.

They don't have any boundaries. They could quite easily be bringing

all kinds of disruption and chaos to the house!

They need love and we've got buckets to spare.

Please, can we just think about it?

-This is just another one of your fads, like baking cakes...

-No!

-..and playing the stock market!

-I'm not having you dismiss this as "another of Karen's crazy ideas."

Yes, I've done some daft things in the last 18 months,

but why do you think that is?

Since my accident, there's a flippin' great big hole in my life!

-And you genuinely think that fostering might help that?

-Yes!

Yes, I do. Rob, these kids...

Kids from Treehouse, kids like Scarlet,

there's so many of them!

And all they want is to be hugged and to...

and to be made feel safe and wanted.

And I can do that.

YOU can do that, WE can do that.

We would be so good at it! We would!

Yeah, I think Marianne would've liked it.

But do you like it?

I do.

-OK.

-HE LAUGHS

I'll pop to the suppliers.

Five rolls should do it.

Marcus?

Yeah?

I won't be long.

-HE SNIFFS:

-Er...

PILLS RATTLE

-Hmm, what's the pasta ever done to you?

-Oh...

I had one of those patients that you keep thinking about, you know.

Did I do the right thing? Did I ask the right questions?

-And then, your ten minutes are up.

-And you're onto the next.

-Anyone I'd know?

-No, just a drop in.

What did they want?

Cariprazine!

-So you gave them a month's supply?

-Mm-hm.

-Well, so far, so good.

But the thing is, he doesn't want the sleeping pills

to get a good NIGHT'S sleep.

He wants to use them to sleep in the day.

Why?

To dream about his dead wife.

Oh.

How long has she been gone?

Two years.

Well, grief's a personal thing,

but shouldn't he be onto the acceptance stage by now?

I have referred him to our counselling services.

But if he's desperate enough to be misusing sleeping pills...

And you've just prescribed him a month's supply...

Oh, damn it!

You will...!

You will not believe what I've just heard!

Marcus?

Tea or coffee?

How do you like your eggs?

Marcus?

Marcus?

Is it true?

Who you been speaking to? Jimmi or Heston?

Actually, it was Valerie.

Oh, Valerie? OK, so office gossip now?

Is she wrong?

Good! So senior members of staff have been kept in the dark

about plans that would radically change the practice?

Everyone will be kept informed as soon as there's any concrete news.

I'm surprised at Anthony.

But Daniel... I'm disappointed in you.

-I thought we were friends.

-And, as a friend,

I am telling you that the partners are managing the situation.

Partners? More like Anthony's puppets.

There will be a consultation process.

And is that when the merger has reached a conclusion?

In the meantime, you and the rest of the staff

will be kept informed of any developments, OK?

Do I have a choice?

Hello?

Is there anyone there?

Mr Hartwell?

Up here, quick!

I found these pills. It says "one a day" on the packet.

He's got a pulse.

Hello?

Marcus?

How is he?

He's just...in a deep sleep.

I don't think that this was an attempt to harm himself.

SHE SIGHS

Why dope himself up with sleeping pills

when we're supposed to be working?

This is my fault.

Doing this today was a bad idea,

but I thought it would help keep his mind off the anniversary.

His wife's death?

Marianne's not dead.

I'm sorry? He said he'd lost her, so I presumed...

She left him. Two years ago today. Went to Canada.

Is that what all this is about?

Putting himself to sleep, so he can shut out the pain?

No.

He sleeps, so he can be with her.

But in your dreams, you can edit out the bad bits.

What bad bits?

He spoiled her rotten.

But it was like, the more he tried to prove his love for her,

the more Marianne realised she didn't love him back.

Her birthday was the final straw.

The flowers, the cake, the stupidly expensive necklace.

It was all too much.

She packed her bags and left.

If he wants to dream his life away, let's leave him to it.

Unless we can use this...

..to help bring him back.

You can open them...now.

SHE GASPS

It's beautiful!

You deserve the best.

I love you so much.

I love you too.

ZARA: 'Marcus? Can you hear me?'

A toast. We can't have a celebration without a toast.

HE HUMS TO HIMSELF

-CLAIRE:

-'Marcus? Where did the pearl come from?'

Thank you for making my life complete.

GLASSES CLINK

'This isn't real.'

Mmm!

Oh, I wish this moment could last forever.

-'You can't hide forever in false memories.'

-Ahem!

Er, you ready to make a wish?

'That isn't Marianne! It's just a shadow of her memory, a fantasy.

-'Marcus?'

-No! This is how we were.

-'Marcus?'

-We were happy!

-'Look again!'

-It's not you!

-No.

Don't.

-I've tried to make this work, I really have, but...

-(No.)

Ssh.

I thought the new house would be a new start,

-but it hasn't changed anything.

-(But you love me.)

You said you love me.

-I can't...

-No!

Don't!

Don't leave me! Not again!

# And they could never... ever tear us apart... #

HE GASPS THEN YELLS

It's OK! It's OK! Everything's going to be OK.

Marianne!

Ssh! It's OK. It's OK.

HE STUTTERS AND GASPS

You're OK.

KNOCK ON DOOR, DOOR OPENS

-There you are!

-Sid.

Ooh, quick word about the expansion plans?

Why not? Everyone else has had a pop.

Um, actually, I wanted to say well done.

-You did?

-Yeah!

I think it's great. It's forward thinking, it's bold.

Just what the practice needs.

Thank you.

DOOR CLOSES

Cheers.

-Is this really necessary?

-Just to be on the safe side.

I can come with you, if you want me to?

I'd like that.

Um...

It's not just the pills you're worried about, is it?

While he's in St Phil's, he'll get a mental health assessment.

He'll need support if he's going to get through this.

I'm here, for now.

But dreams aren't good enough for me.

I won't wait forever.

DOOR OPENS

Daniel. Glad I caught you.

-I'm on my way to see Adrian Willis.

-OK, that was quick.

Our whole plan depends on us

getting our hands on King's Green's latest financial projections.

Once we're committed, there's no going back.

So...

..do we proceed?

Daniel?

I need to hear you say it.

Yeah. Do it.

What's this? Court summons?

No, it's my resignation.

Don't be ridiculous.

I can't work here any more.

So you're in town for just one night?

Like the circus. SHE LAUGHS

Best make the most of it, then.

It's simple and rather obvious - I become a partner.

It's the ideal solution.

Win-win.