A Mother's Love Doctors

LETTERS DROP TO FLOOR

What's the matter with you? You look like death.

A fry-up will sort me out.

-I think I had one too many last night.

-Right.

You having a dry night tonight, then?

No chance.

There's this DJ on at the Green Dog.

-I can't miss him.

-Right.

I would have asked you to come,

but, erm, I might be going clubbing after.

And, er, that rules me out, does it?

-No, it's just, erm...

-Just what?

Well, I didn't think you'd be interested, you know,

-with your being...

-Being...old, you mean?

-Well...

-Whoa! You cheeky...! I had my time in the clubs, you know.

When was that, the '90s?

Right, that's it, I'm coming

and I'm going to give you a run for your money!

You going out alone?

The apprenticeship in Durham - the paper's offered it to me...

-That's brilliant!

-With a living allowance.

But I thought they offered it to someone else?

She dropped out.

They want me to start as soon as.

So...when are you going?

Well, there's no way I can go like this.

So, I'm going to the doctor's to get some help.

Kyle, love, don't you think it would be best

to talk it through with me instead?

Don't start that again, Mum...

You used to be able to tell me anything.

I know.

But not this.

-Tell you what, I'll come with you...

-No.

I can't have you holding my hand like some kid every time I go out.

-Well, at least let me drive you there...

-No.

Things have to change.

I'll see you later.

Cutting it fine.

Er, traffic.

Did Al send you a text about a beer tonight?

Yeah, but I promised Will I'd go to The Green Dog with him.

What, that student dive?

I was there a couple of weeks ago.

I walked straight back out. It's full of kids.

Nothing wrong with a younger crowd.

They'll be half your age.

So? We might even go clubbing later.

-What?!

-Er, you mean some gig at the student union.

Who's next for the drop-in clinic?

Hi!

Something wrong?

Kyle, love, how did it go at the doctor's?

I got scared.

Ran out.

Oh, you daft thing.

I'll never have the guts to take up the apprenticeship.

Listen...

..I know you don't want to,

but if you told me what's on your mind...

..what's made you so scared, it might help you move on, love.

How many more times?!

It's not something you can talk to your mum about.

I'm just worried about you.

When I think how confident you used to be...

-PHONE RINGS

-Oh...

I better get that.

Yeah.

I'll tell him when he gets home.

OK, thanks.

Bye.

The newspaper in Durham.

Following up the letter with a verbal offer.

What did you say?

That you were out.

You need to decide.

I don't know what to do, Mum.

Kyle, they won't wait for ever.

I know, I know...

They'll give it to someone else.

Is that what you want?

Look, love, it's a brilliant opportunity.

Not just for your career,

it's a chance to get away.

Forget about whatever's happened.

So...what's it going to be?

I'll go back to the doctor's.

Good.

Do you want me to take you this time?

Yes. But you have to stay in the waiting room.

Aren't you on the evening shift?

Yes. I was hoping to catch Al on his lunch.

The way he spoke to me yesterday...

You spoiling for a fight?

No, course not.

It's just, I have been reading up on clean foods

and I would like to set him straight.

You shouldn't let him get to you. It's just the way he is.

Anyway, he's at the Campus today.

-SHE SIGHS

-Oh, well...

Did you know that eating certain types of herbs

can destroy intestinal parasites,

such as tapeworms?

I'm glad you came back.

I was a bit worried when you just, er...left.

Why did you, er...?

Was it my colleague? Something about him?

Yeah. I...

I get scared sometimes.

Of what, exactly?

Older men.

OK. And when did that start?

About a month ago. Will I get over it?

Erm, that all depends.

Do you know what caused it?

Have you spoken to anyone about it? Friends or family?

I was going to tell my mum.

We're pretty close.

But...?

She'd only blame herself.

And why's that?

It happened at a fundraiser she'd organised.

At some golf club.

-Would you like a drink of water?

-No.

-You don't have to continue.

-I want to.

Well, tell me if you want to stop at any point, yeah?

I was...

Take your time, OK? You're safe here.

I was assaulted...

..sexually.

And did you know the person?

Was it an older man?

Yeah.

He was big, strong.

There's no rush, OK?

He pinned me to a wall...

..by the throat.

And then...

It's all right, OK?

His hands were all over me.

That's when I got away...ran out.

I'm going to the deli. Do you want anything?

Er, no, thanks.

So, what are you wearing tonight?

-Here we go.

-I'm just wondering, that's all.

I'm going straight from work, so I'm going to be wearing this.

Are you joking? You can't wear a suit to The Green Dog!

Why not?

They'll think you're someone's dad picking them up.

HE GASPS

I'm going to refer you for some counselling.

Is that OK with you?

-Yeah.

-Good, OK.

I thought about going to the police,

but I was too ashamed.

You've done nothing wrong. You do know that?

I just wanted to get home, forget about it.

-Of course.

-But now, it doesn't seem right

that he's got away with it.

No.

A few times, I almost looked on the golf club's website.

To try and trace him?

Yeah, but I always bottled it.

Do you think that would have helped you, in some way?

I think so, if it led to him being caught.

You could look for me now.

Er, I'm not sure that's such a good idea.

If there's a chance, I need to know.

Are you sure?

Please...

OK, well, if you're certain that's what you want.

What did you say the name of the place was?

The Goldenmere Golf Club.

Nothing but photographs of the course, I'm afraid.

Oh, erm, "Recent Tournament Winners."

On the left - it's him!

It's all right. It's just a photograph, OK?

It's all right.

Yeah.

Look, I really think it would help you if you had some support.

I said I'd have the counselling.

Yeah, I know. But I meant, erm, from family.

Look, you said you and your mum were close.

She'll understand.

OK.

But you tell her. She's in Reception.

Oh, what a morning!

At least you've got the afternoon off.

Yes, well, I've got to come back this evening.

There's a whole section here on the effects of caffeine.

Oh, I couldn't live without coffee.

No, even in small doses, it can be very harmful.

Er, I'm thinking of registering with the Home BnB website...

Really?

Do you know, I was going to do that, but I just didn't have the time.

I mean, do you realise the amount of work you have to do

before you even get started?

I thought it was quite simple.

Just a question of changing your insurance, isn't it?

Oh, no. No.

Firstly, you have to have a really strong marketing campaign

so your property stands out.

-Right.

-And then you have to present yourself as the perfect host,

include pictures of your house

and make sure that your web page has lots of appealing bumf.

-"Bumf"?

-Yeah, you know, things like...

"Soothe and soak in the Shindig Shower."

Or, "Mingle and tingle in the Oohzie Jacuzzi."

But I haven't got a jacuzzi.

No, on second thoughts, don't get one.

No, cos that could attract swingers.

Also, you need to have a catchy name for the business...

-Hmm, I didn't think of that.

-Like...

Emma's Emporium of Pleasure.

Well, that just sounds like a whorehouse.

That's one way of keeping the guests happy, though.

Anyway, I've got photos, look.

Hmm. OK, well, I mean, they're not bad.

I would have used a wide angle lens, you know,

to really create ambience.

And you're going to need a couple of shots of the menu.

Menu? I'm only going to do a continental breakfast.

Oh, no, a good menu is key to your success.

And you're going to need to cater for people

with restricted diets, like mine.

Look, I hardly think that healthy eating is "restricted".

Did you know that cooking food can make it toxic?

That is not true.

No, it is, actually. I've read a lot about it.

And when you heat up food, the nutrients

and the natural enzymes can get destroyed.

You know what, Valerie, I'm all for healthy eating,

but you should be careful not to get too carried away!

Are you all right?

Kyle...

I wish you'd told me.

-Sorry.

-No.

I'm the one who should be sorry.

Why did you go to the golf club?

I thought Mum might need some help.

I sometimes organise fundraisers there.

I told you to stay at home.

Kyle's not to blame, in any way.

No. No, of course not.

I'm going to help you get through this, love.

Kyle's also agreed to have some counselling.

Yeah. What about the police?

That would have to be your decision.

We should contact them. In case he does it to someone else.

Which one is he?

The one on the left.

Did you know him?

He was the treasurer at the golf club.

"Was"?

He had a heart attack.

His funeral was last week.

What?!

Are you sure it was him?

Positive.

Are you all right, love?

Someone will be in touch

with the details...about the counselling.

Look, love, I know you're upset, but at least it's over.

-What?

-Well, maybe now you can draw a line under it.

Just like that?!

No, but you can start thinking about going to Durham now.

How can I, knowing that man got away with what he did?

Brought you some hot chocolate.

Oh, you must be freezing out here.

I don't care. I'm sick of being inside.

Here, put this around you, love.

So, have you decided?

I'm going to contact Durham...

Good. I think that's the best...

-..and tell them I don't want the apprenticeship.

-Kyle, no.

You can't do that...

Dr Vere?

Sorry, the gate was open.

Has something happened?

Erm, do you mind if we go and speak privately?

If you know something, I've a right to know.

I'm 18, not a kid.

Of course.

There was a date on that golf club photo.

-Yesterday's date.

-And?

You said the man died last week.

Oh, it must have been a mistake.

Well, I thought so, too, so I phoned the golf club

and none of their members have passed away recently.

Mum?

Why would you say that if it wasn't true?

Because, er...

Did you lie to the police as well?

We never went. She said there was no point now he was dead.

Is that what this is about? Stopping Kyle from telling?

I, erm... I just didn't think it was a good idea.

-Why not?

-Cos I just didn't, all right?

-Why are you protecting him?

-I'm not!

Yes, you are! Tell me why.

Tell me!

Because I have to do what he says.

So you've known all along what he did to Kyle?

-No!

-No!

-Kyle, love...

-Get away from me!

No! Kyle!

Kyle... Kyle!

Will you take me to the police?

If that's what you want, yeah.

Kyle, love, listen to me.

You can't tell the police.

Why?

Who do you think pays for this house?

The car? Your private lessons that got you your grades?

It's him.

It's always been him.

I just have to be nice to him whenever he wants me to be.

"Nice"?

Look after him.

What are you saying? That you're some kind of prostitute?

Don't say that.

Does he have some sort of hold over you?

It's not like that.

It's a mutual arrangement.

Well, why don't you just walk away from him?

And do what?! This is all I've ever known.

I'm nearly 50.

I've got no skills, no experience.

I've got no savings. I'm going to end up homeless.

He will take everything back and I'll end up on the streets.

Is that what you want?

So, what exactly did he tell you?

About what happened with me.

He deserves to know.

That you came on to him.

Me?

And then you regretted it.

You got upset and ran off.

That's not what happened!

Did you not even question it?

I didn't know what to think.

I thought...you might...

-be experimenting.

-What...?

I was confused.

So, I just thought that if he went to Durham,

he could put all this upset behind him...

Kyle, I have only ever been thinking about you.

You have got to believe me, love.

I never meant to let you down.

I just wanted you to get away,

have a career and stop hiding who you really are.

I was just...trying to do what was right.

I didn't know all the facts.

But now you do.

Yeah.

So, if you really care about me, why not let me go to the police?

What do you say, Mum?

But he lied to you.

I've told you...

..it's not that simple, love.

Yes, it is.

If you care about me, that's all that matters.

Please...don't involve them.

He'll cut me off.

It's all about protecting what you've got -

your trips abroad, your expensive clothes.

That's the real reason you won't walk away from him.

You'll go to Durham,

have a career.

-What am I going to do?

-Stop playing the victim.

It's not all about you.

But I have nothing!

Lots of people go through hard times, but they don't just give up!

You'll have to find something else.

Until then, I can't speak to you.

Please...

..don't do this.

Kyle...

..I love you.

Kyle!

Are you OK?

I think so, yeah.

That counselling you mentioned...

Yeah. I've, er, spoken to a colleague. It's all set up.

Thanks.

But would it be possible to have it in Durham,

instead of Letherbridge?

I'm sure we can organise that, yeah.

Erm, I'll make some enquiries.

Yeah, yeah! It's great, yeah. I just can't believe it.

I called him out of the blue and now here I am.

You know... Oh, here he is! Jimmi!

Where have you been?

Sorry, the taxi was late.

Oh, right, yeah. Well, erm, you've got some catching up to do.

I've only just got here.

You can't let the side down.

It's not a competition, mate...

-Down in one?

-Seriously?

Go on, down it!

-THEY CHANT:

-Down it, down it, down it, down it,

down it, down it, down it, down it, down it, down it,

down it, down it, down it, down it...

Wayhey!

All right, I'll get the Jagerbombs in.

Good evening.

Sandra Fleming.

Right. Yep.

If you'd just like to take a seat,

the doctor will be with you shortly.

Mrs Fleming...

I heard what you said.

But what's the point of doctors if they can't do anything?

I don't know why I'm here, really.

What's the point of anything...?

How do you mean, exactly?

Ignore me.

It doesn't matter.

MUSIC: Never Gonna Give You Up by Rick Astley

Whoever decided to mix chilli with alcohol was a sadist.

It's burning.

Who's the lightweight now, then?

Oh, that's better.

This music is so miserable.

What's the DJ playing at?

That is an '80s classic, mate.

I've literally never heard it before.

Well, who's so clueless now?

-SLURS:

-Well, who's so last century now?

-You can't even say "century".

-Erin's here.

Hang on a sec.

Hi, Jimmi. You OK?

Yeah, I'm good, thanks.

Listen, do you mind if Erin stays tonight?

It's fine. She can have the spare room.

It's all right, she can share with me.

Right, yeah.

Oh, I love this one. Come on, let's dance!

-No! It's too slow!

-No, it's not.

Yes, it is. I'm going to get a round in.

Ask Jimmi.

Jimmi? Will hates my taste in music.

MUSIC: Take Me To Church by Hozier

# We were born sick, you heard them say it

# My church offers no absolutes

# She tells me "worship in the bedroom"

# The only heaven I'll be sent to Is when I'm all alone with you... #

Excuse me, sir.

# ..Amen

# Amen

# Amen

# Take me to church

# I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

# I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife

# Offer me that deathless death

# Good God, let me give you my life

# Take me to church

# I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies... #

I shouldn't have snapped.

Oh, no, that's fine.

Sometimes I don't know when to shut up.

It's not you.

Just having a bit of a rough time at the moment.

I'm really sorry to hear that.

I've recently been diagnosed... with breast cancer.

I am so sorry.

Please, don't.

I've had so much from family and friends.

I know they mean well,

but none of them really understand what I'm going through.

I do, actually.

I was given the all clear a couple of years ago.

Lymphoma.

I mean, it shouldn't have taken so long...or been so hard.

-But...

-How do you mean?

I just wish I'd met someone like me when I was diagnosed.

I don't follow.

Has anyone spoken to you about diet?

Not really.

No, that doesn't surprise me.

A lot of the medical professionals aren't aware of the facts.

"Facts"?

Well, by eating the right foods, you can really aid your recovery.

In fact, some people believe

that it could limit the need for toxic drugs...like chemo.

But you're just a receptionist, aren't you?

Well, I'm a lot more informed than most.

I'll get you some information.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

What?

There's a real possibility that I could die.

But you're telling me that you know better?

No, no. I didn't mean...

How dare you?!

I'm trying to come to terms with...

I really didn't mean to upset you.

By giving people false hope, with your...nonsense?!

Mrs Fleming, I...

It's not nonsense.

Oh, sorry.

It's OK. Just need a glass of water.

They're so cute.

Sorry, what?

Your little jim-jams.

Right. Er, night, then.

Must be very quiet without her, just you in this big house.

They collected the body, but she's still very much in residence.

AMERICAN ACCENT: Hello.

I'm...Tara...O'Mara.

And this is my husband...Nathaniel.

You're a ledge!

HE SNIGGERS

Here we go.