Wise Up (Part Two) Doctors

I can't.

I have.

Help me, please.

My first drugs mule.

I think one of them must have split.

Well, that would explain the stomach pain.

What are you doing here?

What have they done with the drugs?

He was happy to see his nephew die for a bag full of drugs.

We've no idea what he's capable of.

The nurse has been telling me a lot about you.

-I had one cut, for emergencies

-What?

The bag of drugs is gone.

So this, the key I was given earlier,

is the only one for the drugs cabinet?

Yes.

But when you went and opened the cabinet, the drugs had gone?

That's right.

But it hadn't been forced?

No.

So there must be another key?

The security office downstairs has a master.

No, no. No-one went downstairs and no-one's come up.

I've checked.

What about the CCTV footage. Are you going to check that too?

Yes, of course I am. But there's not a camera on the cabinet, is there?

Is there not? I've never noticed.

Are you all right?

Yeah, absolutely fine. Why wouldn't I be?

Shaken, obviously.

I don't understand how this could have happened.

You look tired.

I am. Very tired, yes.

And you didn't tell anyone where you'd put the drugs?

-No.

-And there's no-one else who could have a key?

-No.

-OK.

-Absolutely no-one.

Thanks. Oh, do me a favour,

don't go anywhere without letting me know.

-I will need to speak to you later.

-Of course.

Where have the copper and the doctor gone?

Yeah, where did they run off to?

That's none of your concern.

Who's that?

Why don't you try worrying about your nephew?

You're a police doctor. What are you still even doing here?

Whoever gave you those drugs, they knew you could have died.

To them, you're just a suitcase.

Not even a suitcase.

A plastic bag. Disposable.

Pay five pence, get another one.

Sorry, if you don't mind.

Of course. Any problems, then...

Something's happened, hasn't it?

It wouldn't be a bag of drugs, would it?

Hasn't gone missing?

Where is it?

I don't know.

What?

Yes, it's gone but it wasn't me.

Well, who else could it have been?

I mean, who else knows where it is?

Oh, the doctor - your boyfriend.

You're not denying it, then?

You're hurting me.

Get him in here now.

Uncle Billy?

It's all right, mate, don't worry.

-But she said...

-It's all good.

Has someone nicked the stuff? My stuff?

-The stuff that I...?

-Chas!

So who's got it?

That's what I'm going to find out.

Where is it?

-Calm down.

-What have you done with it?

-I haven't got it.

-What?

-It wasn't me.

Who else could it be?

Billy wants to talk to you.

Why? Does he think it was me?

He thinks it was me, doesn't he?

You have to convince him it wasn't either of us.

-How am I supposed to do that?

-You can start by calming down.

How am I supposed to calm down?

And I'll talk to the cop.

PHONE VIBRATES

Hello?

-'Sid, hi, it's Daniel.'

-Daniel, hi.

'How you doing, all right?'

Hey, listen, how about a day out with the boys tomorrow?

Bit of male bonding.

'Team building, games, trust exercises.

'You know the kind of thing.'

What about Mrs Tembe's course?

You'd rather be doing that, would you?

No... I don't know.

Wouldn't we be better off just doing what Mrs Tembe asked us to do?

Listen, can I call you back later about it?

Yep, of course. Sooner the better, OK?

-It's going to be an early start.

-Right, OK. Bye.

So?

Sorry?

The chronic fatigue? You think it might be possible.

You think Ayesha might be wrong?

No, Ayesha's probably right. It's probably me that's wrong.

You say that sort of thing a lot, you know.

What?

Just blaming yourself. Not seeming sure.

Has anyone ever called you indecisive?

No. I don't think so. Why?

Has someone said something to you?

Did they say you could get up?

They said not to.

No, me neither.

I've got to make sure this tube stays in.

If I go anywhere, this goes with me.

Yeah, if I go anywhere, I've got to take the drip.

It's got all my fluids in.

Is that what they said?

Yeah.

OK, on three.

-Right?

-Go on, then.

One, two...

Mr Martell, what are you doing out of bed?

Now, that is very smooth.

Who could resist a line like that?

Excuse me?

I think it's time we drew the curtains, don't you, doctor?

You're the Charge Nurse?

Yes.

So you hold the key?

Yes.

What happens if another member of staff needs access?

They have to ask me.

And you just give it to them?

If they're a senior member of staff.

Ah, right, like Mr Ames, you mean?

Yes.

Has the key ever been lost?

Lost? Not really.

OK, not lost - misplaced?

He... He can be a bit forgetful.

He? You mean Mr Ames?

Yes. Especially recently.

Are you aware of any of your colleagues that have

a recreational drug habit?

Alone at last.

I'd like my drugs back, please.

The drugs that you took out of Chas.

I want them back.

The police took them. They're evidence.

Yeah, but now someone has stolen the evidence.

Well, not me.

Well, it's got to be one of you.

Why?

Well, who else could it be?

Where have you hidden it?

Nowhere. I didn't take it.

Because Sergeant Hollins is going to be looking for it now.

I don't know where it is.

No, you might not, but she does.

She doesn't.

Seems to me I know your girlfriend better than you.

What difference does it make, anyway?

If the drugs were still in the cupboard, you wouldn't have them.

In fact, aren't you better off with the evidence gone?

Oh, so you're doing me a favour?

I haven't got your drugs.

Steal my girlfriend, then you steal my coke?

I didn't steal your...coke.

You stole my girlfriend, though, didn't you?

Do you think I'm going to let you get away with that?

I'm going to go and get Sergeant Hollins.

That's a good idea. I think he should give you a drugs test.

What do you think?

Get me my drugs or I'll kill you.

You used to go out with that nurse?

A long time ago.

Before Auntie Jean?

Yeah, something like that.

What happened?

Don't worry, Uncle Billy, we'll get your stuff back.

I hope so. Otherwise, it'll be me that gets killed.

Why, when it was my mistake, not yours?

Yeah, but you're not the one who borrowed the money to get it done, are you?

You're not the one who's got to pay it back with a profit.

If I don't get that money...

I'll get it back for you.

If no-one else'll help you, I will.

-Tomorrow?

-Yeah, I know it's short notice,

but I think we could all do with it.

-But what about Mrs Tembe's...?

-Oh, I don't know about you

but I don't think I can deal with another day

of Mrs Tembe's online courses.

Al would benefit from a pick-me-up after what he's been through.

-Sid's keen.

-Has he said yes?

When have you ever known him to say no?

What about Al? Has he said yes?

I think it'd be better if we booked the course and then asked him.

What kind of a course?

Well, TBC really.

I mean, work is fine, right,

but we should never forget that we're friends,

so some kind of team-building thing?

Killing zombies all over again? The Four Musketeers?

-What do you say?

-TBC?

-Yeah.

-You haven't figured out what we're going to do, have you?

-No.

-Any ideas?

-Hmm.

So...gun in hand,

enemy ahead of you and no moment of doubt?

One moment of doubt and you're dead.

So you just kill whoever you've been ordered to?

They're the enemy. There's no grey area.

That's why you want a simple diagnosis.

So you know what it is you're fighting.

Which weapon to choose. Yeah.

You know, you could always start a sleep diary?

Write down the times and duration of any sleep spells,

meal and exercise, see if there's a pattern.

Really?

It's worth doing.

You know, anxiety can also have a paralysing effect.

There are plenty of people who have nothing objectively wrong

but still get depressed.

Jimmi talked about depression.

Are you depressed?

I suppose. My girlfriend left me.

I can't work, can't exercise.

What's your excuse?

What?

When did you last go to the gym?

Me? Why?

-You do seem very anxious.

-Do I?

But there's nothing objectively wrong.

What? You think I'm depressed?

I don't know. You're the doctor. You tell me.

He said if I don't get him his drugs back, he's going to kill me.

He's lying.

He'll kill you anyway.

What are you talking about?

He doesn't like the thought of me and you.

Why?

I used to live with him.

It was exciting.

But he won't let us get away.

Whether or not we give him back his drugs.

Give him back his drugs? We don't have his drugs.

I escaped from him once. He won't let me go again.

This is my insurance policy.

-In your locker!

-It's the first place I thought of.

It's the first place everyone would think of.

I got away and started a new life.

-And we can do it again.

-I don't want a new life.

-I like the life I've got.

-Kel, your career is over.

Sergeant Hollins thinks that you're involved.

-There'll be an investigation.

-Why would he think that?

Because of how you're acting.

OK, we need to give these back.

I told you. That won't work.

There's only one way out of this.

Which way?

If Billy doesn't make it.

Why would Billy not make it?

If he had...complications.

He has to think he can get this back.

-PHONE RINGS

-Hello?

Hi, is that Dave Llywelyn speaking?

It is, yes.

Hi, Dave, this is Jimmi Clay.

I don't believe it. Pigeon!

Yes. How are you?

Never better. Well, well. Clay Pigeon as I live and breathe.

How can I help?

Well, I've just been looking at your website

and you're running courses in the countryside now?

Certainly am. Team building outward-bound style.

Is that the kind of thing that sort of men from an office could do?

Exactly what we're geared up for.

-But we kind of need to do it tomorrow.

-Tomorrow?

Yeah. Someone's just sprung it on me. Sorry.

Why not? I've got a clear few days, actually.

Nothing I'd like more than to see you, Jim.

You and this pal of yours who's so keen to get out of whatever

it is he's meant to be doing.

Brilliant. I tell you what, then,

if I email you, you can send any details straight over, yeah?

Yeah, will do, Jim, will do.

I've got just the thing for you.

I need to check the patients.

Can you come back in 15 minutes?

Have you... Have you got it?

Be more careful.

You can't breathe without that chest drain in.

Say I did...

What would it be worth?

Well, you'd get to live.

Where are they?

They're safe.

But Sergeant Hollins is sniffing around?

So what am I supposed to do?

Move them. You've got to move them, Rach.

You think?

Definitely.

I don't trust her.

No, me neither.

Or the doctor.

Well, I can't follow both of them, can I?

-I could.

-What?

If he's got them, I can get them back for you.

I can help, Uncle Billy.

-Get you back on your feet again.

-No!

You've done more than enough.

It meant something to me.

Zara coming to talk to me about my dad,

telling me about how she lost her mum - that meant something to me.

-Listen, Al...

-And I'm sat here thinking,

you know what, people are right. Death does bring people closer.

I'm thinking how courageous it was of Zara to come and say that,

and then I hear the two of you out there gossiping

about how it's some great scheme that you've cooked up.

It wasn't like that.

Really? So it's absolutely nothing to do with this last-minute

school trip?

No. Honestly.

I encouraged Zara to come and talk to you.

It was as much for her own good as it was yours.

Jimmi and Sid are keen.

Are they? Well, I hope you're detecting that I'm not.

PHONE RINGS I'm far from keen.

My keenness is turned way down low.

Perhaps you could take that on your way out. Good day.

Daniel, hi. Um, yeah, I'm going to come tomorrow.

The training. Looking forward to it.

Oh, you're going to have to hold fire, I'm afraid,

cos we're struggling to get Al on board.

-'Why?'

-I don't know. Maybe he feels he's not up to it.

I'm starting to wonder if I am, to be honest.

Have you tried talking to him?

'Yeah, I just have. He doesn't want to come. Speak later.'

Where is it?

I told you to stay in bed.

What have you done with it?

I told you what might happen if you got up.

If your chest drain came out.

But it hasn't come out.

What have you done?

You've got to put it back in now.

You're here, great. At last. Better late than never.

We're up on the fourth floor if you want to make your way up.

BILLY: Get me some help, now!

Yeah, and as quick as you can, please.

What happened?

He followed me.

-I'll get a doctor.

-No, it's under control.

-I'm getting a doctor.

-No, really...

They've gone to find a doctor.

You've got to tell them it's too late.

-Has he gone?

-No.

-What's going on?

-It's too late.

What?

Whoa, Chas, whoa. Easy does it. Easy does it.

Easy does it. All right. Open your mouth.

He's swallowed the drugs. He's swallowed the drugs again.

We need to get him to theatre now

and he needs to have his chest drain put back in.

-Now!

-I can't.

-Why not?

-I just can't!

If he doesn't have his chest drain put back in, he's going to die.

Or is that the idea?

Post stomach surgery, he swallowed packets of cocaine.

We need to get him back to theatre as soon as possible.

Gently does it now. That's it. Easy.

Rob.

-So now it's your turn?

-Listen, Al...

No, no. Everybody's telling me to listen. Why should I?

Because I want to apologise.

I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions.

No, you shouldn't have.

Right, so does that mean you're going to come?

What, to this thing that you, Daniel and Sidney have arranged

without even bothering to ask me?

Seriously? Is that why you're upset?

-Because you weren't asked first?

-Because I was asked dead last.

-Oh!

You think I'm sulking?

PHONE RINGS Can you excuse me, please? I'm rather busy.

Answer it, then.

What?

Hi, Al. It's Sid.

'What?'

I just wanted to reach out.

What does that even mean?

-'It's about the course.'

-What about the course?

I just wanted to say at first I thought I wasn't up to it, either.

Not up to it?

No. I'm saying that I thought 'I' wasn't up to it.

Hang on a minute, Sid,

are you suggesting that I'm not up to the course?

No. No.

Let me impart some wisdom to you, Sidney.

As a grown man, there are certain expressions you should never use.

One of them would be "reach out".

Another one would be "back in the day" or "awks",

but the one thing that should never ever pass through your lips

is the phrase that Dr Alister McMillon Haskey

is not up to something.

There is nothing that I am not up to.

Or as the Italians say - "niente".

So easy.

I'm a mechanic.

What?

In the army.

I haven't killed anyone, but...

..it can't be any harder than what I'm going through right now.

Calm down, they don't know where we are.

Jacket.

OK, that's enough.

You going somewhere?

What were you thinking? Throwing away your career like that?

-I don't know what you're talking...

-Don't say anything.

-And you?

-I've done nothing wrong.

No? I don't think my colleagues from the drug squad will agree with that.

OK, do it, fellas.

That's two of them, one more to go.

-OK. Stop it.

-I've done nothing wrong.

Stop it. I'm arresting you for taking possession of illegal drugs.

You don't have to say anything but it may harm your defence

if you don't mention when questioned

something you later rely on in court...

Hey. How you feeling? Any better?

Yeah, not bad.

A bit...

What you been up to?

A sleep diary.

You're still banging on about CFS?

Sid thought it was a good idea.

-Did he?

-Yeah. I did.

There might be ways that you can help yourself.

That's what we said, wasn't it?

I think it's a good idea.

At the very least,

he'll have some evidence to take to Jimmi and the army GP.

Eesh?

I don't know about anybody else, but I could do with a drink.

I think Karl should stay off the alcohol, don't you agree?

I think he's right about that too.

But you can have one, can't you?

I'm not so sure. I've got an early start in the morning.

Right. Looks like it's just me, then.

Hello, Mr Martell.

How's Chas?

He swallowed your drugs.

Again.

What?

Why?

Where else was he going to hide them?

Why would he need to hide them?

So you could get them out.

I never said he should do that.

You didn't have to. He just wanted to help.

"Get it right this time," he said.

He worshipped you.

Worshipped?

Yes.

I wanted to be the one to tell you.

Don't.

Chas is dead.

Go away. KNOCKING

Go away!

-What did I just say?

-Al...?

Look it's short notice, that's my fault.

Yeah, and maybe I could have handled things a bit better.

Is this how it's going to be, then? Whining? Soul searching?

Talking about "our feelings" when we go on this team-building course?

It's an outward bounds course.

Outward bound? You didn't say.

Like extreme wilderness?

Uh, well, who knows?

I want the real deal.

When a Haskey goes Iron John, he goes the whole hog.

Trapped, skinned and roasted over an open fire.

SNORTS

Gentlemen, I propose we hug it out.

Do we really need to do that?

Yeah. Get used to sharing the body heat.

We're like the three bears. All we need now is Goldilocks.

I'll call him.

And may the best man win.

-Is that your mate?

-I don't know.

Welcome to Full Moon Reservation.

-I don't do off-piste!

-I don't do animal.

I name you Lion King. Rah!

-MOOING

-I hate you so much!

Then start channelling that hate and run!

He is making us go into the middle of this wood to participate

in a New Age, naked, sweaty, male bonding, naked sweaty session.