Illegally High Doctors

Uhh, uhh...

Hey, it's OK. You're in hospital.

I'm moving you from High Dependency.

Are...

-Are you a doctor?

-Porter.

You had an emergency operation last night.

I can fetch a nurse once we get you settled.

Overnight bag.

From one of your colleagues.

Cruella meets Maleficent?

-She ordered me to take care of you properly, or else.

-Mmm.

Your toast's going cold!

-SHE LAUGHS Come here!

-Ah, Mum.

-What happened to your neck?

-Nothin'.

Logan, that's not nothing. Is that a burn?

-You're over-reacting, as usual.

-Oh, right!

-What you doing?

Let's see what your father's got to say about it.

-It's not his fault.

-Well, we'll see about that.

All right!

We had a bump on the way to the game. It's from the seat belt.

You were in a car crash?

Ran into a bollard down the end of Barratt Street.

We were only doing about ten. The air bag went off.

-Why didn't you call me?

-It's no big deal.

We got the bus instead.

So, how come your father crashed his car on his own street?

-Was he drinking and driving?

-No!

Logan. I want the truth, now.

He...passed out for a couple of seconds.

-He what?

-Then we hit the bollard.

By the time I got the air bag out of my face, he'd come round.

I assume you asked him about it?

-He said it was his medication.

-What medication?

He wouldn't tell me.

Yeah, and Zara texted Karen with the good news.

There's no indication of bowel injury or anything like that.

Would you like to sign?

-Hmm?

-Get-well card for Mrs Tembe.

-Oh, yes, of course.

-Are we getting her a gift?

-Yeah.

I was just going to pick something up on the way to the hospital.

-Give her my love.

-Yeah, course.

Erm, I heard you had a visitor yesterday.

Valerie didn't waste much time, did she?

Look, I haven't said anything to Lena, so don't...

Yeah, course, I won't. Well, if there's anything I can do, just...

-You know.

-Thanks.

SHE SIGHS

-LENA:

-Hiya.

-Hi!

-Coffee?

-Thanks. Running late?

No, I'm working from home today.

A whole day together? Excellent!

Right, I ought to get on. I've got lots to do.

I thought it best to get him checked out.

OK, look ahead. Look ahead for me.

Everything seems to be fine.

Although if you do feel nausea,

experience vomiting or blurred vision, do call us.

-Thank you.

-Ask him, then.

What's wrong with my dad?

Logan's father had a blackout, that's what caused the accident.

He said it was his medication. Why's he on medication?

-I didn't even know he was ill.

-She chucked him out.

-Logan!

He spends a lot of time with his father.

If there's any chance of this happening again,

I need to know.

I'm sorry, I can't discuss your husband's medical history

without his permission.

Well, maybe you should discuss it with him.

What if he's doing 60 next time he blacks out?

Leave it with me.

-Come on, you, school.

-Don't I get a day off?

Well, it says on your jacket "Nil sine magno labore".

-Nothing without hard work.

-Exactly.

MOBILE BUZZES

-Hello.

-Hi, Scott Pinkett?

-It's Doctor Granger from the Mill Health Centre.

-What?

Oh, what d'you want?

Well, I understand you've been in a car accident.

How did you...? Oh, Laura.

-Yeah, she was worried you might be...

-I'm fine.

Well, I'm afraid if you're having blackouts you're not fine,

and I need to establish whether this is a recurrence of the anaemia

-or whether it's something else.

-Like I said...

Mr Pinkett, you are obliged to notify the DVLA if there is

a medical condition which affects your driving,

-and after seeing your son...

-Leave Logan out of it!

Er...

Er, yeah. All right. I'll come in.

OK.

Promise me.

If it's happened once, it can happen again.

I don't want you getting in a car with your father till whatever's wrong with him is sorted.

Maybe he'd tell you if you let him come home.

-We've been through this!

-He's sleeping on the floor, Mum!

At least he's got a roof over his head.

I'm sure he'll get proper accommodation sorted soon.

With no money and no business? How's that going to happen?

He can't even sell the car now, cos it's wrecked.

Look, I'm sorry he's having a hard time but I couldn't carry on the way we were.

-Didn't hear you complaining when he were raking it in.

-This isn't about money!

Slamming doors and fighting over credit-card bills? I'm not deaf.

Why don't you just re-mortgage your house and pay it all off.

-Did he put you up to this?

-You always think the worst of him.

The house is the only thing we've got left.

-If you'd been listening properly, you'd know that!

-See you later.

Logan!

-It were a one-off.

-You've had lots of blackouts in the past.

That were years ago, and you sorted it.

OK, I'd like to arrange for some blood tests.

There's really nothing wrong with me.

I fainted. I had a busy couple of days,

skipped a couple of meals.

OK. You know, it's really important to maintain a healthy diet

when you have a history of pernicious anaemia.

I...promise not to do it again.

Your son mentioned medication.

Er, yeah, I had a migraine.

I took some painkillers, on an empty stomach.

How long have you been having migraines?

Doesn't...mention anything in your medical history.

I don't come running to the doctors every time I get a headache.

Well, have you been experiencing any other symptoms?

-Weakness? Tiredness?

-No.

But if I do, you'll be the first to know.

Mr Pinkett, I'm just concerned about your health

and the safety of others, including that of your son.

Listen, there's no need to mention this to the DVLA.

I'm unemployed.

If they pull my licence,

it's not going to help me job prospects, is it?

And I'd never do anything to endanger my son.

I'm going to put a wash on, if that's OK?

-I'm running a little bit low on pants.

-Yes, of course.

The detergent's under the sink. But if you need to borrow anything...

No, I'm fine. How's the paperwork?

-Oh, I've barely made a dent.

-Am I disturbing you?

-No.

-I could go for a walk, get out of your hair.

You're not in the way. It's just... difficult to focus, that's all.

Things will settle down.

People will get used to the idea, they'll have to.

Amy came to see me yesterday.

She shouldn't have done that. I'm really sorry, Emma.

No, come on, you're her mum.

She thinks I've taken advantage, stolen you away.

-None of this is your fault.

-Yeah, but I made the first move.

I knew you were married, I knew you had children...

This isn't some kind of sordid affair.

I had no right.

I'm not an innocent victim here, Emma!

I connected with you in a way I have never done before.

I thought you felt the same.

-This is real.

-Is it?

Or...did we just tell ourselves that to justify what we were doing?

Emma! What's happened?

People know now, but that doesn't make any difference

to how we feel about each other.

What we have means the world to me.

And I thought it meant the world to you.

It does.

Of course it does.

This why you wouldn't let me in last night?

-What are you doing here?

-Came to see if you're OK.

I was worried about you, Dad!

-You should be in school.

-I got the day off.

How long you been back in business?

You want to beef up security. Leaving a window open, anyone could've got in.

Logan, this isn't a joke. You didn't see anything. Get back to school.

-And don't go telling tales to your mother.

-I'm not stupid!

-Anyway, she didn't care before.

-Listen to me, this is illegal now.

If I get caught, it's jail time.

Why you risking it, then?

You ARE sick.

I'm up to me neck in debt, ain't that enough?

I can help you, Dad. I know loads of people who'll buy it.

-I don't need your help!

-You think I'm a kid.

You're my son!

I don't want you...taking drugs, making drugs, selling drugs.

You understand!? Now, get out of here!

Logan!

Cheers.

Want something?

-Two?

-Yeah.

Cheers.

-Is he here?

-Logan? No.

And what the hell happened last night?

-Let me know, soon as he comes home.

-What's this about?

-Just do it.

Scott? Please, I don't want to fight.

He came round the shop. We had a row. I need to talk to him.

Are you ill?

I'm just trying to get me life back on track.

LENA: Steven, don't you...

If I need anything from the house, I will call first.

I'm sorry!

Don't bring Amy into this.

That is a vile thing to say. Her name is Emma!

YES, she's worth it!

SID: Excuse me? I'm looking for Mrs Tembe.

-Yeah, you're in the right place.

-Oh, thank you.

Sorry! I've woken you up, haven't I?

Er, no, no.

I was just resting my eyes.

Yeah. I... I couldn't decide, so I got you both.

Has the doctor been round yet?

I... I was asleep, I'm not sure.

-What happened?

-You had a strangulated hernia, Mrs Tembe.

Really serious, a surgical emergency.

-Perhaps I should have taken it easy.

-Yeah.

If Zara hadn't found you when she did...

-So...I am on the mend now.

-Yeah, but...

Doctor Vere, all's well that ends well.

I am in the right place.

And I believe they are taking very good care of me.

I've made us something to eat.

Ooh! Cornish Country Cottages.

A few days away from the circus, that's exactly what we need.

And it has sea views.

Oh, no! Was it going to be a surprise?

-No.

-So, when are we going?

Lena...I need some time out.

Oh, I'm not invited.

Second thoughts already?

No, it's just I need some space to think.

And you can't think with me around?

Look, with everything that's happened,

I feel like my life has been turned upside down.

YOUR life's been turned upside down?

-I thought we were in this together.

-We are! It's just for a few days.

-You're running away.

-No.

-Yes, you are.

The going gets tough and you run for cover.

My kids aren't talking to me,

Steven's freezing our bank accounts, consulting lawyers...

I didn't asked you to leave your husband.

Fine.

Logan. Yeah, it's Dad again. Look, mate, you're not in trouble.

Just give me a call, yeah?

-All right, Dad?

-Oh! If you ever do anything like...

-Thought I wasn't in trouble.

-You think this is trouble? Yeah?

You get caught pushing that stuff, you'll have at least seven years of trouble.

-What d'you take me for?

-I know you want to help, kid.

Really, I do, but if you get caught pushing a shed-load of highs...

Sold out.

-What?

-Goin' to make some more, then?

-Is she still in HDU?

-Well, they moved her to a side room.

I wouldn't assume she'd still be there. Chaos at St Phil's.

-Several emergency admissions by the time we left.

-PHONE RINGS

-Motorway pile-up?

-No, I think it was some kind of street drug.

Some very poorly teenagers.

Have they identified the source?

I don't think any of the patients were in a position to elaborate.

Anyway, excuse me.

Hello!

You expecting someone?

Er...no...er...

-Did you see someone?

-See who?

It does not matter. I was half asleep.

So, I've got some news. Emma's a lesbian.

Yep, you heard me correctly. Emma's switched sides.

Apparently, she's having a secret affair with my friend,

which I'm finding very confusing

because I didn't think Lena was a lesbian either.

Well, if she was, she was keeping it very quiet...

Dr Granger, please come in.

No, I don't want to wear you out. I'll pop back later.

I'm not wearing her out. We're having a lovely chat.

Well, that's good to hear. How are you feeling?

Very well, thank you.

Please, will you thank Dr Carmichael for all that she has done?

-I heard she was here very late last night.

-Yeah.

-Anything else you want?

-No, no.

I have been very well looked after.

OK. I'll pop back in a little bit, OK?

So, Lena's left her husband and moved in with Emma.

He is devastated. So's her daughter, Amy.

She burst into the Campus Surgery yesterday. Caused quite a showdown.

You from the Ambrose Academy?

First left, second door on the right.

Excuse me, you didn't see a schoolboy

coming out of the gent's just now, did you? I'm a doctor.

He just seemed worried, that's all.

-His friend's in a bad way. He's still in Resus.

-Drugs?

Look, this is...

This is empty but I'm guessing he's thrown away the evidence.

No worries, the police have got plenty more.

Hope they catch the lad soon, we're running out of beds.

They know where it's coming from?

Kid's from Ambrose Academy.

No name but they've got a pretty good description - about six foot,

average build, light brown hair.

And he's got a mark on his neck, like a burn.

You haven't sold ANY? That's dire.

Leave it!

Come on, Dad, we make a good team.

You're not selling drugs, you understand?

-What if you get really sick?

-I'm not going to get sick.

-You're just saying that.

-Listen. There's nothing wrong with me.

Dad, you passed out. I thought you were going to die.

Fine. You want to know why I was ill last night?

-I spilled this.

-Glacier?

-It's the active ingredient.

It went everywhere. Eyes, face, up me nose.

I were clearing up when you arrived.

You OD'd.

I'm not making chocolate-chip cookies here, kid.

One mistake and this stuff will kill you. You understand?

Come on... KNOCKING

-Mrs Pinkett, is Logan here?

-Uh...no, he's in school.

He's not in school, is he? Do you know where he is?

What's this about?

There's a kid at Ambrose Academy selling this stuff.

From the description, it sounds a lot like Logan.

It must be a coincidence.

Sorry, I have to go.

There are nine children in hospital already.

One of them's in a coma, fighting for his life. Please!

I can't help you.

Mrs Pinkett!

Rob. Hi, it's Daniel.

This drugs thing, I may have a lead for you.

A lad called Logan Pinkett.

His address, 7 Stafford Street. It's circumstantial but...

Look, I'll call you later, OK?

Where are you going?

Back to Steven, if he'll have me.

You're welcome to stay here.

Oh, while you mull things over in St Ives?

Forgive me if I don't take you up on that offer.

I'm sorry, it seems cold, I know,

but I need some time to think about what's happened, we both do.

Do we? You seem so sure you know what I need.

Well, you don't.

Lena, please, think about what you're doing.

If I'm going to fix this, the sooner I go back, the better.

What, so you're just going to go back to Steven?

-You can't have been very happy with him.

-I was happy enough!

So happy, you cheated on him?

I'm sorry.

I'm just trying to understand.

Well, understand this.

I feel completely and utterly betrayed.

Have you done this before?

Seduced someone, destroyed their life and then dumped them

-when it all gets too inconvenient?

-What? No, no, no!

I have never gone into a relationship to hurt somebody.

Fine, all right. Maybe you are better off without me.

Surely that's for me to decide?

Look, I'm sorry about this mess. And I am sorry about your family.

But you have got to admit we rushed into this. We've been in a bubble!

Emma.

Do you love me?

Everything I said, everything we shared...

Oh, don't patronise me.

It was real. True!

It was a fantasy!

So, you're just going to go back to Steven

and pretend that nothing's happened?

You've got a nerve.

If you are not in my life, you are out of it, completely.

You don't get it both ways.

OK.

So, what happens when you start having feelings for another woman?

Hmm?

You said that this was an awakening for you.

You can't just ignore that.

What are you going to do, go back and live in a suburban closet?

This isn't about gender!

I fell in love with a person. You just happened to be a woman.

And if you don't love me,

I might just as well go and be with someone who does.

Dad, people aren't going to come to you any more.

-You've got to find 'em.

-How many times?!

I'll give you my contacts.

Adey said he'd deal the stuff for 25%

and he's got a mate who's interested... Mum?

-You haven't taken it?

-No, of course not.

-How dare you?

How dare you involve our son in this filthy business?!

He's not involved. And this filthy business paid for your house.

-Mum, it's cool.

-It is not cool.

You have no idea what you've done.

Kids your age are collapsing all over town.

-Laura, calm down...

-Calm down?

There's a 14-year-old on life support! It's all over the news.

So, there's dodgy drugs on the street. They could be from anywhere.

-Dad's stuff's safe.

-Oh!

-If they hadn't banned it,

-he'd be selling it in the shop like before.

-It's not safe, Logan.

-No! Logan!

-Logan!

When you think about it,

relationships are quite like breakfast cereal, aren't they?

Some people like Coco Pops. Others go for Shredded Wheat.

And in Emma's case, both.

Well, I'd better get back to the Campus.

Sid gets in a right pickle if he's left to his own devices. Oh!

I brought you a magazine.

-Bye.

-Bye.

Stay strong.

Ugh!

Oh!

The things people get up to.

Yes, well, it is not my usual reading matter.

Let me guess, you're more into literary classics.

Far From The Madding Crowd. Wuthering Heights?

Heathcliff's quite the antihero, isn't he?

"If he could love you with all the power of his soul

"for a whole lifetime,

"he couldn't love you as much as I do in a single day."

-Someone's underlined it.

-Yes, well, it was not me.

No, of course not.

You're on the move again, I'm afraid.

Are you ready to be transported?

Hold tight. I'm a fast driver.

Logan! Logan, please wake up!

17 Barratt Street, Letherbridge, B87 6AG.

-Please, hurry.

-Out the way, out the way!

-He's taken it.

SHE SOBS

Don't let him die, please. Please don't let him die!

How is he?

In and out of consciousness.

They don't think there's organ damage.

Dr Granger, have you spoken to the police yet?

Not officially.

You won't say anything that will make this any worse for him?

-Mum.

-Logan?

-Don't, I'm OK.

You could have died!

-Where's Dad?

-Never mind your dad.

-How could you be so stupid?

-He's on his way.

I don't want him here.

-Thanks for this.

-Dad.

You'll tell them it was all your idea.

Mum, he didn't know I was selling it.

I will not let you destroy your future over this.

-Your mother's right. This is down to me.

-No way!

Tell him!

My advice to Logan would be to tell the truth.

He's 16!

If he says he was pressured into it...

-Do you want Dad to go to jail?

-It won't come to that.

You think? Soliciting a minor to sell drugs to other children?

Have you got kids?

Wouldn't you do anything to protect them?

Someone else's lad is over there in a coma fighting for his life.

Logan wants to take responsibility for what he's done

and I commend that.

Will you get the officer? I want to make a statement.

Please, don't.

-Do something!

-Are you sure about this?

Lena, please don't go like this.

If you won't stay here, then stay with another friend.

Going back to Steven isn't the answer. You need...

Was it real?

Did you believe any of it?

-Lena...

-Did you?

Please, I need to know.

I don't know.

Maybe it WAS just a fantasy.

I would have given up everything for you.

MRS TEMBE: Who is he?

-HESTON:

-We worked together when we were starting out.

He was very competitive, and worse still he usually won.

We're having our wedding photos taken.

Didn't you get married a month ago?

-Yes.

-Yeah, and we're retaking the photos today.

I'd love to have one with the bump and my midwife.

I know about a lot of things that go on here

which the powers that be are oblivious to.

Like what?