In Every Home a Heartache: Part One Doctors

-So obviously, I'm crazy about fitness, you know that.

-Yeah.

I've got my second race of the season.

The idea is that I plateau

over the next two weeks,

then ease off training a little a few days before the race.

So, is it cycle, swim, then run?

A 2.4 mile swim, 112 cycle, then run a marathon.

Uh! I hope you've taken the week off to recover!

I won't get much recovery time, we've got a newborn.

Wow, boy or girl?

Little girl.

Look, we're due a break. You'll want the doughnut shop?

-LAUGHS:

-My boyfriend always steers me away from doughnut shops.

Your boyfriend?

-How long have you got left of your probation?

-Two months.

Well, where we off to next?

I'll tell you now,

you're going about selling that place the wrong way.

Oh, don't listen to him.

When has he ever bought or sold a house?

If you're not careful, you will be stuck with that place for ever.

-Al!

-Look, Mrs Tembe doesn't need me to sugar-coat things.

I am never going to get a quick sale.

W-Who's going to buy it with the students living next door?

Yeah, the students next door are a problem...

But there is a way.

Dazzle us.

All right then, I will.

Will you give me till the end of the afternoon?

Are you volunteering for something?

No, but you've given me a point to prove, haven't you?

Come on, you know.

Life, lemons... Lemonade!

-SHE GROANS

-Well, there is no harm in trying.

Want to bet?

I've been to Zumba, like, every Saturday.

-Well, actually, I've only been once, but...

-Brilliant.

-Stop!

Stop her! She's got my money!

-Oi! Stop! Police!

-Stop her!

SHE PANTS

-SHE GROANS

-Stop, police!

-SHE CONTINUES TO GROAN

-Stop!

-Keep calm.

-Back off.

Don't be stupid. You'll get in more trouble if you don't put that down.

I'll stick you... I will.

-Drop the knife!

-I will.

-Drop the knife!

-SHE YELLS

Aah! Aah!

-SHE GROANS

-Aah! Get off.

-Get...off me!

-Aah!

-SHE GROANS

-Aah... Aah!

-HE PANTS

-Where were you?!

-PANTING:

-I couldn't keep up.

-Did you call it in?

-I haven't had time!

-Let me go!

-Shut up!

THIEF YELLS

-You're under arrest...

-ALL PANT

..for theft, possession of an offensive weapon

and assaulting a police officer.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned

something which you may later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

If you ever want to be a real copper,

YOU need to get down to a gym, get fit and gain a few seconds

cos I don't want to be out here with someone who doesn't have my back.

I did have your back! It's not my fault you went haring off!

-Stop resisting!

-THIEF GROANS

You've got more to learn than I thought.

-SHE GASPS

-Move!

-THIEF GROANS

-Get those.

SHE PANTS

Oh, Mrs Tembe...

I'll tell you, the one advantage to being banished to this place

during the summer is all this free time.

Well, if you have so much free time, I can...

Oh, no, no, no, I don't mean, you know, "free time", just...

I've managed to dedicate a little bit of my spare time

-to your house-selling problem.

-Yes, well, the estate agents are sorting my...

OK, estate agents are all the same, I tell you. OK?

They just have a simple set of tricks

that they use every single time and charge you a fortune for.

For example, um...

I reckon they would have photographed your rooms

with this fisheye lens, the rooms look really big, right?

-Well, yes.

-Yep.

And they brought clients around at times they thought the students were out or asleep, am I right?

-Well, that-that makes sense.

-And every time you had a nice pot of coffee on the go, right?

Well, it smells nice, Dr Haskey.

It just looks like you're trying to FOOL people, Mrs Tembe!

See, the thing is, nowadays, we've all seen the property TV shows.

We know the tricks to look out for.

We know that you're trying to hide something.

But, no, no, II am not trying to hide anything!

Oh, come off it, yes, you are.

You don't want your buyers knowing the truth, do you?

Look, I had an idea.

There are these websites where you can sell your house yourself.

You can cut out the middleman.

And I thought... you could tell the truth.

You could be honest, you could make a virtue of it.

-Well... Tell the truth?

-Yes.

Just leave it with me, yeah?

SHE SIGHS

-Then she came at me with a knife.

-What? Did she cut you?

-No. Cut herself.

-Come here.

Managed to elbow me, though.

But it's nothing much. I want her treated first.

-Are you in any pain?

-I can deal with it.

Look, this noble thing is all well and good...

Look, just...sort her out.

I don't want to give her any excuse to claim any kind of neglect.

It hurts.

-I need somethin' for the pain.

-Are you an addict?

Look, if you want me to give you something for the pain,

you'll have to tell me when your last fix was.

Yesterday.

You know, I heard the way he talked to you.

You don't have to put up with that.

He's a bully. I've met blokes like him before.

-He wouldn't dare talk to another man the way he...

-Quiet.

You don't have to put up with it. That's all I'm saying.

Uh, hello?

Right, I'm going to contact St Phil's

in case the knife was infected with HIV.

Have you had a Hep B immunisation?

You don't know what that is, do you?

But... You have made it sound so cheap!

You... You are telling them everything

that is going to ruin the sale!

I wholeheartedly disagree. I'm playing up the student angle.

But the students are the problem!

And you are... W-W-What does this even mean - "ideal for students"?!

No student is going to buy my home.

Well, of course they're not going to, students are skint.

They can't even afford a loaf of bread.

But someone who wants to RENT to students might want to buy it.

You know, students are just the best tenants you can find.

They're so easy, they don't even care if there's a carpet or not.

You know what, they are like cockroaches.

They stay put and there is an endless supply of 'em.

Look, it is up to you.

-HE SIGHS

-I can post this and we sell your house

or I can delete it and you can keep it.

The choice is yours.

Oh... Well, I'm not sure. Well, I suppose...

-HE CLICKS MOUSE

-Ooh!

Done.

-SHE EXHALES DEEPLY

-Oh, it's exciting!

SHE SIGHS

How long until your probationary period is over?

Couple of months, ma'am. I mean, Doctor.

You do know that she's stirring, don't you?

She's trying to divide and conquer. You see it in suspects all the time.

Best just to laugh it off.

Mind you, I notice you're not exactly saying

that she's talking rubbish.

-Doctor...

-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have put you on the spot.

He... He makes me feel useless sometimes.

He makes comments about my fitness,

-about being a woman, stuff like that.

-Really?

Well, can he take it as well as dish it?

I don't know, I... I don't feel safe enough to say anything,

I'm a probationer.

Sorry, I should've kept my mouth shut.

No, I mean, if you're not being treated properly

then you shouldn't have to put up with it.

A couple of months and I'll be off to another station.

If I make trouble, I'm making it for myself.

The probationary period's supposed to let me see

if I like the job and if the job likes me.

Maybe I'm not up to it.

D'you know what, Kate...? He has a duty of care towards you.

And a responsibility to the force.

You remember that.

SHE SIGHS

-Sarge!

-Dave, something wrong?

Any time today, I need to see the Inspector.

-Can you put Kate Foster on with someone else?

-Why?

You know how much I train and I run. She can't keep up.

She doesn't have my back.

Well, I couldn't keep up with you either,

but would you say I didn't have your back?

-No, I-I mean...

-You're the copper, she's the probationer.

You're supposed to be showing her the ropes.

She didn't have the presence of mind to call for backup.

Then we'll sit her down and talk it through with her.

We'll give her our advice and my guess is she won't make that mistake again.

-Are you saying you never made any mistakes when you were a probationer?

-Well, I...

No, you probably didn't actually. Just get on with it.

HE SIGHS

Two hours since your advert went up. Guess how many replies we've had?

-I have no idea.

-Oh, come on! Just-just-just guess.

Eight. Eight replies.

There's one bloke in particular, he's very persistent.

He is a cash buyer and wants a quick deal -

I really should have charged you commission.

Well... Well, this is wonderful!

The really funny thing is, um, he owns the property next door!

Well, come on, why aren't you more excited?

This is what you wanted!

-You're up to date with your Hep B immunisation?

-Bang up to date. Can I go now?

In a second. PC Foster, she didn't sustain any injuries?

She'd have to have been there.

-How's she getting on?

-Still got a lot to learn.

KNOCK AT DOOR Come in.

-The Sergeant wants to know what time we're interviewing the suspect.

-I'll do it now.

-Can I sit in?

I suppose.

I never had no knife.

We saw you produce it.

A-Actually, I didn't.

THIEF SCOFFS

She wasn't there, so she didn't see nothin'.

So, it's your word against mine.

And don't let him bully you into changing your mind.

I'll back you up if you want to make a complaint.

-So you deny stealing the money...

-THIEF SIGHS

..having a knife and attempting to assault me with it?

Duh, yeah, Einstein!

Let me lay out what we have.

A witness, the shop owner, who says that YOU

threatened him with a knife and stole money from his cash register.

-It's his word against mine, so...

-And let me finish...

This witness has supplied security camera footage of YOU,

with the knife, stealing the money.

We also have the knife.

If it isn't yours, it won't have your fingerprints on it...will it?

We're checking it.

I caught up with you at the bins...

round the back of the Gainsfield Estate.

Because of vandalism, the Eastbridge Housing Association

installed CCTV cameras there last year.

I spoke to them earlier... They're sending over all the footage.

The supervisor, he's viewed it, and told me that it DOES include you,

clearly producing the knife. And...

..he saw you throw something in the bins.

So...

It's not MY word against yours.

Or the shop owner's.

We're charging you...with theft, possession of an offensive weapon

and assault with ABH of a police officer.

Still denying everything?

At least she's admitting it now.

-What the hell did you say to her?

-What?

-MOCKING TONE:

-Don't let me bully you!

If you want to make a complaint, she'll back you up!

-I didn't say anything. She saw the way you talk to me.

-What?

You made a comment about my fitness...

Made me feel like a complete waste of a uniform.

-If the shoe fits.

-SHE GASPS

Oh, for crying out loud!

This is how we get through the day - banter!

If you can't deal with it, go into the corner and have a little cry.

That's sexist.

Would you like someone to talk to your daughter

the way you talk to me?

You crossed a line saying those things in front of a suspect.

Don't bring my daughter into this

and don't you dare question my professionalism!

You left me exposed with an armed criminal,

so you've got nothing to complain about.

That is how police officers get killed.

How would you like to be the one explaining that to my little girl?

SHE EXHALES DEEPLY

SHE INHALES DEEPLY

What happened to your last home?

You left it behind, right?

And the one before that... That was left behind too.

They're just bricks and mortar, home is where the hearth and heart is.

This new dream place you've found, the one that you're telling everyone

is just perfect for you, that's your new home.

Yeah, but it is one thing selling my home

and it is another thing selling it to him.

W-W-Well, sell it to one of those others then.

But he will make my neighbour's life miserable.

And it will all be my fault!

He is not going to make anybody's life a misery.

"It's not personal, sonny, it's strictly business."

SHE SIGHS

No, Dr Haskey.

Dr Haskey, this is my home.

All right, let's look at the site of this new dream place of yours.

OK. Um, say you turned this offer down...

and you're going to stick it to that man,

you're going to feel great and he's going to feel awful

for all of about 25 seconds.

And then he's going to take his straight cash offer

and he's going to buy another house to rent out.

And you are going to be saying GOODBYE to...

-HE EXHALES

-You're going to be saying goodbye to...

(Oh, come on...) We really need new broadband.

Right, just-just close your eyes. Close your eyes.

SHE SIGHS

Now, imagine yourself in that dream home.

Imagine yourself...

You're in the kitchen, making a lovely Sunday dinner

and we're all in the parlour having such a nice time.

-HE CLICKS MOUSE

-Now open your eyes.

Always look forward, Mrs Tembe.

Never look back.

Forward.

Hm...

Mm...

BOTH CHATTER

-There you go.

-(Thank you.)

Look, um, if you have any more problems,

you can talk to Sergeant Hollins, you know.

He's not stupid, he knows how things are.

I think maybe Dave's right, I don't know that I am good enough.

I don't think he is. And you can't judge it on today.

You had a bad day. And if you learn something, well, it can be worth it.

Paperwork's all done... We're back out.

Before you go, uh, what happened to the suspect?

-She's admitted the offences.

-Oh, good.

D'you know, it's funny, isn't it? Every time I look at a newbie,

it reminds me of when I first left medical school.

-LAUGHING: It's lucky I didn't kill anyone!

-Lucky for them.

Mm, well, we all have to learn, don't we?

We were going to go out for a bite to eat,

but then we decided to stay in.

And Karen cooked, which is always a mistake.

-OFFICER CHUCKLES

-What did you do?

-We went to the caravan in Stratford.

-Oh, you've got the caravan, ain't you?

-RADIO:

-'7-6-4-4 from Letherbridge Control...

'Incident at 63 Pembroke Street, B87 4RF. Ambulance called.'

Give us that address again, please?

'63 Pembroke Street, B87 4RF.'

Yeah, we're on our way.

IGNITION RATTLES, ENGINE PURRS

Hi, uh, yeah, can I, um, make a takeaway order, please?

Yep. I'll have...a chicken tikka... Peshwari naan...

Yeah, no, just one. Hang on a sec...

Sorry, Sergeant Hollins just requested an FME.

-Well, isn't Jimmi on call?

-He's tied up on another case.

Oh! All right.

Hi, um, sorry, I'm going to have to cancel that order. Thanks, bye.

SHE SIGHS HEAVILY (God's sake!)

CAR LOCKS CLICK

-Which way are you going?

-Down London Road.

-Did they say how old the child was?

-No.

-What's the address?

-Um, hang on...

Uh, Dave... What... Where's the address?

Glove box.

Emma, what are you doing here, I thought you'd finished?

If I-I'd known you were still on, then I'd...

-Look... Don't go in there, just...

-Is it Nicholas? Is it?

Rhiannon, you need to let Dr Reid see Nicholas.

Please, save him.

-Paul?

-Come on.

-Paul, give us a hand.

-RHIANNON SOBS

Emma, we do need to confirm death.

SHE BREATHES DEEPLY

Uh...

-Can someone get my paperwork, please?

-I'll go.

DAVE VOMITS

-Sorry, Sarge, yeah?

-Don't worry about it.

But I've never seen anything...

No, nothing can prepare you for that.

-My kid's that age.

-(Yeah.)

I tell you what, why don't you stay out here? Act as scene manager.

Rhiannon? Do you think you can... tell me what happened?

I... I dropped him.

I...slipped on his toys.

I... I fell and...

And his head hit the corner of the table.

No pulse.

No respiration.

No eye reflexes.

Life extinct.

Paul?

PAUL INHALES DEEPLY

I was, um... I was in the kitchen...

I was on the phone and... I heard Rhiannon shout, so...

Um... I ran up the stairs

and she was kneeling by the coffee table and...

And the little fella was on the floor, um...

I tried to shake... to wake him, but...

-PAUL SOBS

-OK, OK, OK.

All right. What's going to happen now is that CSI are about to arrive

but that is normal for any unexpected death.

How come?! We've explained...!

It's a legal, it's a legal expression,

do not worry about it, OK?

You know, I think we need to get you two into the kitchen.

Mm? PC Foster...

No, I'm not leaving him.

No, I'm not... I'm not going.

Rhiannon, you need to go with PC Foster.

It's for the best. Please.

-Is the kitchen down here?

-Yeah.

-Ah!

-Dave!

Come on, baby.

Check there's no-one in the kitchen and there's a chair ready for the mum.

-Are you OK to walk?

-(Yeah.)

-Ah... Home time. Goodnight.

-Uh, Dr Haskey...

SHE SIGHS

I think you might be right.

Look forward, not backwards.

Have you...still got the e-mail with the best offers?

-Yeah, um, I'll get 'em for you.

-And...

..thank you.

SHE SIGHS

Are you OK?

Yeah. You know what? I think I'm done here for now...

I'm going to go and see Rhiannon.

OK, let's do it.

TEASPOON RATTLES IN CUP

-I'm so sorry.

-No, you've made a mistake.

It's got to be a mistake, he's not dead, he's alive!

He's got to be. Look, can you go...?

-Baby, please...

-Go and check again, please!

-Please...

-No, it was an accident! How can he die from an acc...?!

It could've happened to anyone, couldn't it happen to anyone? What you doing?!

I'm sorry to do this, but have you got anywhere else you can go?

-Cos we need to gather evidence and it'll be a while.

-What evidence? We told you everything that happened!

-Why is she writing everything down?

-She has to, it's procedure.

Is there somewhere else that they can go?

They... They don't have any other family in Letherbridge.

We could take 'em to the SARC suite and I'll fix up an FLO.

Uh... PC Foster, will you let the station know

-that we're going to be arriving... (with the parents?)

-Yes, Sarge. 8-5-9-2 to control...

-RADIO:

-'8-5-9-2, go ahead...'

-I'm going to have nightmares.

-EXHALES:

-You won't be the only one.

Dr Reid's going to come with me if you want to travel the parents.

They'll be up in a minute.

You know, that very well might be the worst thing

that you have to deal with.

You did good. Didn't she, Dave?

-She did, Sarge.

-Just doing my job.

-Of course you were.

But it will be going into your assessment.

Good team effort, both of you.

You look wiped out.

Are you going to go home?

No, I want to write up my notes while they're still fresh.

-Anyway, I'm Rhiannon's GP, I want to make sure she's all right.

-Mm.

Do you think it was an accident?

Of course it was.

Why would you even ask such a thing?

I was feeding him,

I was playing with him today and he smiled at me...

No, somebody has made an awful mistake!

They're for your mum and me.

Olives aren't halal. Not during Ramadan anyway.

Oh, I didn't know that...

Touched any drink?

Yeah, I had a bad day at work, I might have had a couple of beers,

-but Rhiannon, she didn't touch anything.

-That's good.

The blood samples will prove that.