All Over Again Doctors

-Alia!

-Yeah?

I just...

Look at this.

I'm just... I'm shaking!

It's not even the wedding, it's just some photos, isn't it?

-You want to look nice, though.

-Yeah, I want us all to look nice.

Can you just please do it for me?

Yeah, 'course I will.

Don't worry, it's going to be brilliant!

Yeah, don't worry. It's just... It's only a few photos, isn't it?

Hello?

-Hi.

-Hi.

-You must be, Lauren? Well, at least I hope you are.

Hello, I'm Emma.

-Hi.

-Hi. You found the key, all right?

Yeah, no problems.

You said to make yourself at home, so I've made myself a cup of tea.

-Oh, yeah.

-There's one for you as well, still hot.

Oh, I like you. Thank you.

-Did you check out the room?

-Yeah, it's lovely.

-Erm, you said you'd...

-Towels!

-Yes, they're in the car. I'll get them in a sec.

-Lovely.

So, I've got a party to go to later...

Oh, lucky you.

I'm not so sure. It's complicated.

But we'll have this, I'll get your towels,

and then I'll leave you to it.

-Unless there's anything else you need?

-Oh, no. All good.

Don't worry about me.

I've got plans.

Well, welcome.

Hello, Valerie's phone.

It's not me, it's a machine. Leave a message!

I know you're screening me.

Well, I'm going to stay here for as long as it takes.

Oh, and our favourite quiche is on the specials board today.

What time do you want to leave?

Valerie? I thought we could get changed here,

maybe half-four, four-ish?

-He's left another message.

-Ignore it.

I can't.

About this evening?

-Oh, no, hang on, you are still coming?

-Yeah.

I thought we could get changed about four,

-and then go straight from here.

-Good. I love a wedding.

It's only photos.

Still.

Oh, he's at The Icon.

He thinks we're having lunch.

No, we're having lunch.

-I'll just see what he says.

-Valerie, he's married.

-'I know you're screening...'

-Oh, he thinks I'm screening.

You are. You should have completely blocked him.

And there's quiche!

At The Icon, they've got quiche.

So? You don't need quiche, you've got this.

And you definitely don't need him.

-VOICEMAIL:

-To delete the message, press three.

For more options, press five.

You look wonderful.

-Buttonhole.

-What?

You had a buttonhole? A white rose.

I did, didn't I?

-And?

-Flowers are downstairs. I will go and adorn my buttonhole.

-Mum?

-Yeah? What?

-Is it OK if I bring Nilam?

-Who?

You know Nilam. You've met her.

No, no, not met her.

We've met Recka and Jess and...

-Samina.

-..Samina.

-Oh, I liked her.

Nilam's special.

So special that you're just introducing her now?

And you want this five-minute wonder to be in our wedding photos?!

-I told her we'd pick her up.

-No!

What do you not understand, any of you?!

I just want a wedding photo to put on the wall, for posterity.

Our family, our wedding, the way it should have been!

-Oh, that's nice.

-It was my mum's.

That's really pretty.

How do I look?

Great.

I'm not sure about this.

You look drop-dead gorgeous.

No, not that.

What, then? Yesterday you were desperate to go out.

That was different.

Look, come on, it's just a party.

A wedding reception without the wedding.

It doesn't seem right.

-You said you were fine with it.

-I know.

Look, it doesn't do any harm.

They just want a second chance to get it right.

Mum doesn't get a second chance, does she?

They can have their day and pretend like that never happened,

but it doesn't change anything for my mum.

I'm sorry.

-Look, I don't like to leave you...

-Go.

I'll be fine. I just need to get my head together.

-Tell Ruhma I'll be there as soon as I can.

-Do you promise?

-You're going to be late.

-OK.

-I will see you later.

-Bye.

Right, towels...

You don't mind, do you?

What's happened? You've moved all the furniture.

It took me ages, all by myself.

-That chest of drawers is really heavy.

-Yes, but...

The energy's much better now.

You can feel it, can't you? Balance and harmony.

Yeah, but I liked it the way it was.

You'll feel the benefits long after I'm gone.

-I could do your room too, if you'd like?

-No, no. No, thank you!

I think you'll find it'll grow on you.

Enjoy your party.

No need to be coy if you bring someone home.

Right.

I do solemnly declare that I know not of any lawful impediment

why I, Heston Bradford Carter...

There is a Constable Watson on his way over to you now

-to arrest Ruhma.

-Very funny.

Why I, Ruhma Anna Hanif, may not be joined in marriage

to you, Heston Bradford Carter.

-POLICE OFFICER:

-I'm arresting you on suspicion of

receiving or handling stolen goods, and it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned something

which you later rely on in court.

-HESTON:

-You can't do this. Sorry, I want your name, rank and number.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Let go of my wife!

Obstructing a police officer is an offence!

Trust me, I'll arrest you too if necessary!

-I think we should re-arrange.

-What?!

-I'm in the wrong outfit.

We can't just rearrange because you tore your dress!

-Paulo would understand.

-It's not that...

-It was a tiny tear. I could mend it.

-Could you?

We don't have time to go home and mend your dress.

Well, we could if we re-arranged.

HE SIGHS What? What is the problem?

I think... Mum, I think you look better in that than the other one.

-It's more you.

-Really?

-I agree.

-It's lovely.

I suppose it's all right.

-Excellent.

-Mum, you look great.

Oh, hello. I'm Heston Carter.

We have a function room booked for a photographic session.

Excuse me.

Someone's having a nice party.

Evening.

Can I help you?

I'm all right. I'm just going to sit here for a bit.

What do you want?

Nothing.

We don't do "nothing" round here.

My mum's dead.

-Do you want to come over here and tell me about it?

-No.

She died here, eight months ago in one of your cells.

Bren?

-Bren!

-ALARM BLARES

-You're Bren Lee's girl?

-That's right.

And if it's all right with you, I'm just going to sit here for a bit.

I suppose so.

No trouble, mind.

I just want to be here.

No problem.

We can't just give up on her.

-Rob.

-No!

-Rob.

-No!

-Rob!

-No!

Here he is.

Paulo!

Bella Ruhma, my darling!

-Come stai?

-Thank you, fine.

And the doctor!

And this is?

This is Shak and Alia.

I am Paulo.

Together we make some beautiful pictures!

-Sure.

-Brilliant.

-Okey dokey.

-Sorry for all the disturbance.

No, no, no problem.

It's not right though, is it?

Cos we have paid for the use of this room,

so they should just wait until we've finished.

-I'm going to have a quick word.

-No, no, no.

-Mum, we'll be fine.

Ruhma, Ruhma, Ruhma!

Forget about them. Hmm?

You think of the beautiful thoughts and we take the beautiful pictures.

It's not right, though, is it? Maybe I should...

I was thinking, to begin, everybody on the floor, kneeling,

arms like this...

Strike a pose.

And I take the picture from the top.

Before that, before any of that, or the green screen...

Yes?

Before that, I just want the photo.

The photo?

You know, like in the olden days, when the photographer,

he lines everybody up and he's got a camera and a tripod,

and a blanket on his head...

The plate camera.

Like 100 years ago.

Maybe not the blanket on his head.

But you know, that is the photo that I want.

-It's a bit old-fashioned.

-What?

-Classic.

-Edwardian.

Yes, yes, exactly, exactly.

Absolutely! You want the classy photo.

The family...

just so.

Just so.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Everything all right in here?

He's not coming.

Nadine Sansom. You've got my boy, Ronnie.

-You've arrested Ronnie.

-OK, calm down.

-I'm sure we can sort this.

-He rang, it's all been a mistake.

It usually is.

Where is he?

Let's back up, shall we? Your son is?

Ronnie.

Ronald Peter Sansom.

How old is your son?

-He's 18.

-An adult.

I need to see him.

-Take a seat, please, Mrs Sansom.

-Where is he?!

Take a seat, and I'll let the custody sergeant

-know that you're here.

-I need to see my son!

Your son is a grown man.

If he's been arrested,

the only person he'll be seeing is his lawyer.

He's never done anything wrong.

Why would they arrest him?

Is it my fault?

I don't know.

-What's happening? Please?

-I can't tell you anything.

He called me, he needs me with him.

He's an adult, and it's not for me to discuss his details

with anyone else.

So, you have got him? He is here?

I can't say if he's here or not, or been arrested or not,

or any details.

You'll just have to wait.

Thank you.

Are you waiting for someone, too?

No. I just...

No.

He's married.

Of course he is.

He does this all the time. He arranges to see me,

then he just calls to say he can't get away.

I'm afraid it goes with the territory, doesn't it?

I suppose.

I moved the furniture especially for him.

I thought the harmonics might bring us closer.

Harmonics?!

It might have worked, if he'd actually turned up.

Fat chance of that.

-He's not worth it.

-Oh, he is.

No, he's not. Look at the state of you.

-That's just me.

-No, it's him.

Look, you can't sit in here moping all night.

Oh, I'll be fine.

-I've brought a book.

-No, no.

You are going to come out with me.

Well, didn't you say it was some kind of wedding reception?

Yes, it is. You can come as my plus one.

To be honest, it's a re-enactment of an evening

that I wasn't even at in the first place.

It's complicated, but come on.

You'll shake things up a bit.

You'll be doing me a favour.

Three, two, one...

-ALL:

-Cheese!

MUSIC: Relax by Frankie Goes To Hollywood

I'm clearly not even ready.

Oh, for goodness' sake!

You are not helping.

You must have taken hundreds...

-HE DROPS ITALIAN ACCENT

-43. I mean, you're killing me.

-HE REVERTS TO ITALIAN ACCENT

-I like number 32.

-No.

-Well, one of them must be all right!

I don't want just all right!

Maybe we try something different.

-No.

-I can't smile any longer!

-You are ruining this.

-And you are being insufferable!

-Mum! Heston!

-Guys...

What are they doing here?

It's a surprise.

Hello?

You have to tell her what's going on.

-What harm can it do?

-It's really not your business.

-It's her son.

-I said no trouble.

-Am I causing trouble?

-You're not helping.

I know what it's like,

sitting out here with nobody telling you anything!

He's not dead, if that's what's worrying you.

Say that again?

I'm really sorry. That was...

Insensitive?! My mum died in there!

-What?

-He's fine.

-How does she know that?!

When was the last time anybody checked on him?

-He could be sick, he could have harmed himself.

-No!

He could be lying in a pool of his own vomit, for all you know!

-Ronnie!

-That's enough.

-She has a right to see her son.

-I thought you liked surprises?

-I thought you had more sense.

-Oh for goodness' sake!

-You are not helping.

-I love a surprise party.

-Really?

She's taking it well. I did tell him.

She'll get over it.

Oh, I think Heston deserves a little more humiliation.

Hiya! Where's the happy couple?

-RUHMA:

-You've got no wedding! That's ridiculous!

-Valerie!

-And wedding photographs, without a wedding,

-that's fine, is it?!

-OK, you know very well...

Hiya!

Aw, this is lovely, isn't it?

Not now, Valerie. Another thing...

That's three things. You said two things, that's three things.

Reasons three, four and five - Ayesha, Emma and Rob.

Do you think they really want to be reminded of our wedding day?!

Actually, Rob really wanted to come tonight, but he's got man-flu

and you know what that's like.

Reason number... Reason number...

-Number six.

-Six!

-I didn't hear one and two,

but numbers three, four and five, that was Ayesha, Emma and Rob.

Reason number six - where's my Matron of Honour?!

I mean, you want a reception and photos.

My Matron of Honour is in Botswana!

And Al is visiting his mother. Should I have checked

-his diary and rearranged?

-What has...

The doctor is just thinking of you.

He is a man, he make a mistake, but his heart...

Let's take five.

You say hi to your friends, you have a drink.

Have a dance!

And then we finish the pictures later, hmm?

That sounds good to me.

Bring him out.

Bring him out now, or let her see him.

Sit back over there and shut up, before I have you thrown out.

No way, I'm not budging.

-Stop it!

-PHONE RINGS

Please.

Is he safe?

They're bringing him through now.

They're just sorting out the paperwork with the custody sergeant.

He's not hurt?

-Mum.

-Ronnie!

-That's the bride and groom.

-The life and soul.

I don't quite know what's going on there.

Who's he?

Ah, yes, maybe not.

You've got to introduce me now.

Who do you think she is?

Some friend of Emma's, I suppose.

-We're about to find out.

-Hello, everyone.

This is a friend of mine, Lauren.

Lauren, this is Jimmi, Valerie,

and this is Daniel and Zara.

Zara, that is a gorgeous colour.

-Where did you get it?

-Who's your friend?

I'm not quite sure, but she's a smooth operator.

I'm sorry.

What did you do?

Don't look at me, young man.

-EMMA:

-'Clear.'

I nicked a jacket off the market.

Leather.

-Brown leather jacket.

-Why?

Still nothing.

'I'm calling it.'

You're not going to do it again, are you?

'Time of death, 18:55.'

I thought you might be...

I thought you might be hurt.

SHUTTER CLICKS

SHUTTER CLICKS

OK.

OK, as in...?

OK, maybe this wasn't an entirely silly idea.

Sounds promising.

What about the photographs?

The night's still young.

No?

Oh, my goodness!

I am steeped in sin.

Well, it is very sinful.

What's it like?

Difficult, draining, depressing...

All the Ds.

..and absolutely glorious.

I have to confess that I have been faced with

the opportunity myself recently.

-Yes! Go for it.

-Oh, no. No, I can't.

I'm not like you.

-A sinner?

-No, I'm not brave.

No pain, no gain - it's just as true for love.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to.

Why are you here?

I don't know.

Maybe you should find somewhere else to be.

I just thought that...

There's nothing here for you, love.

No.

There's nothing left.

You are absolutely shameless!

-A woman has her needs.

-HER PHONE BEEPS

Oh, hang on.

Oh, it's him.

-Tell him to stick it!

-He's got an hour free.

-He can be at your place by ten.

-So? What do you care?

Long queue at the bar, but lovely barman!

What's wrong?

Lauren's paramour...

Oh.

-You won't be wanting the wine, then.

-Of course she wants the wine!

Val's right. I have to go.

No, you don't have to go.

This is why I'm in Letherbridge.

If I don't meet him, then what was the point?

Just because you're the other woman, it doesn't mean that you're...

I don't know. What does it mean?

Well, where's the respect?

You know, why should you just make yourself available

when it's convenient for him?

But that's the only time when he's mine. I take what I can.

Apologies in advance if we keep you up!

Earplugs might be a good idea!

Bye!

Oh, great.

OK!

And a smile...

-HE DROPS ITALIAN ACCENT

-I mean, it's boring.

You call that a smile?!

He's doing his best, leave him alone, you!

Is that a police siren I can hear?

Oh, very funny!

OK, so this is the one, we need some very big cheese from everybody!

Tres, due, uno!

Dolcelatte!

Eh?

Scusa, Inglese.

Three, two and one!

-ALL:

-Cheese!

This is it.

Yes. Thank you, thank you!

OK, so boring old family fuddy-duddy done...

-let's have some fun.

-Hooray!

-Yes, come on!

She seems happy.

Grateful for the crumbs.

Well, if he loves her...

If he loved her, he would offer her more than crumbs.

-Yeah, I suppose.

-I just wish they weren't doing it in my spare room.

Well, I mean, you've got to find somewhere to do it,

and she is paying you.

Oh! Well, maybe I should charge by the hour!

Emma's Emporium of Pleasure.

Not funny.

MUSIC: There's A Kind Of Hush by Herman's Hermits

What on Earth...?

Bien, mes chers amis!

THEY HUM 'THE WEDDING MARCH'

Fromage!

Fromage!

And suddenly our beautiful couple are transported to bella Pisa!

Lean!

Very lean.

SHUTTER CLICKS

Bellissima!

Oh, my turn, my turn!

Where to next?

Egypt.

Who's going to be the camel?

-Don't look at me!

-LAUGHTER

SHUTTER CLICKS

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LAUGHTER, MUSIC PLAYS

I don't get it. Where's Mrs Tembe?

Trust me, Paulo is a genius.

We can't have wedding photos without the Matron of Honour!

The magic of digital editing!

SHUTTER CLICKS

Last one, kids and colleagues.

Alia, next to me.

-Make a space for Mrs Tembe!

-Here?

-Yeah, just behind.

-Where are we this time?

-Somewhere exotic.

-Sutton Coldfield?

-Closer, or we don't get everybody in.

Ayesha! Get behind here.

-Come on, come on.

-OK!

Just behind Alia.

No, no, not there, that's Mrs Tembe.

You wear this.

Thanks for coming.

You, thank you.

My pleasure.

Best non-wedding reception ever!

Everybody say kangaroo!

-ALL:

-Kangaroo!

SHUTTER CLICKS

All the cameras have in-built microphones.

All you need to do is not sign anything.

I am ashamed of my behaviour, and I have repented.

-Do you have any idea how offensive you're being?

-Me?

I am going to stay strong.

I cant be the other woman, Ashley.

What price peace of mind? And your son'll be relieved.

Hello, George.

I'm the son.