Won't Get Fooled Again Doctors

'Bex?

'Bex!'

-Hey, Valerie.

-Oh!

Are you sure you wouldn't be better getting up and moving about a bit?

Are you kidding, right? My blood pressure's high enough as it is.

-Mum, you're supposed to keep active.

-I'm eight months gone.

-What do you expect me to do? Run a flippin' marathon?!

-No.

Don't fuss! Have you found anywhere else to live yet?

No.

Bex, you know I'm going to need your room.

Can't it just sleep in here with you for a bit,

just till I find somewhere?

You said you were only staying here for a couple of weeks.

There's nothing out there. Nothing I can afford, anyway.

-Love, me and Pete need some space.

-Me and Pete?!

-You've changed your tune!

-He's different now.

How many times have you chucked him out now? Three, four?

-This baby needs a father.

-And Pete needs somewhere to crash and someone to sponge off!

-It's the only reason he's still around!

-Er, pot, kettle?

After what Mitch did?

You've got a month.

Hey.

What brings you here?

Oh, just a follow-up meeting with my consultant.

-I was here last week for tests.

-Ah.

-Has the cancer come...?

-No, no. No, nothing like that.

I was just seeing my haematologist.

Thing is, you see, I had rather hoped that I could have children.

A child. Just one probably. But...

Um, but he said that I can't.

Ever.

-FRONT DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS

-'It's me.'

Anyone home?

'Through here.'

Don't you get nervous? Waiting to be called out?

Did at first. Where do you want these?

Oh, just stick them on the bed there.

-But you don't any more?

-Don't really have the time.

I mean, the call comes in and then bang.

That's where the training and the instinct kick in.

-Hopefully.

-Hark at Superdoc.

-I know. Yeah.

All I need is a cape and some tights and I'm sorted!

-Listen, can I go back to my coffee now?

-Oh, there's one more load.

MOBILE RINGS

Oh, sorry. Love to but saved by the bell.

Hi. Dr Vere speaking.

Dr Vere - am I OK to go in?

Hello. What's your name?

Amy.

-Hi, Amy. My name's Sid. I'm a doctor. OK? Who's this?

-My friend.

Chantelle.

Hi, Chantelle. Does it hurt anywhere?

Looks nasty. Check her obs for me. OK, Chantelle.

I'll be with you in just a minute. I just have to look at Amy's head.

-AMY CRIES IN PAIN

-OK?

Now, um, can you tell me what happened?

We were messing about.

One minute everything was all right and then it just fell down.

I know we weren't supposed to be here.

Don't worry about that now. OK? Can you feel your legs?

Yes. I got hit on the head. Please, get me out!

Don't worry. Don't worry. The fire officers are just going to make sure everything's safe and

sound before they move anything, but don't worry, we'll have you out in no time, OK? You're in safe hands.

OK? Now, this may sting a little bit, OK?

Ow!

-It's OK.

-Ow!

-Any joy?

-Nah.

It's all right. I can look again tomorrow.

-How are you doing?

-Splitting headache.

I swear I wasn't this bad with Bex.

-Ho-ho-ho! I was just looking for paracetamol.

-My purse, more like.

I wasn't.

-But now you come to mention it...

-Pete, I can't keep bailing you out.

I know, darling. And I wouldn't ask, you know that.

It's just that I'm skint.

-Well, just get yourself a job.

-There aren't any.

-Are you really looking?

-You still don't trust me.

I'm trying.

You used to.

Well, that was before you stole my telly to buy drugs.

Or...when I found you in bed with Sasha Brown...

I'm not the same any more!

OK? This... This kid changed everything.

-I really want to believe that, Pete.

-Darling,

it's the truth.

OK? You've made me the happiest man in the world.

I'm not going to let you down again.

Now, I know something that might get rid of that headache.

-Not now, Pete.

-Come on.

You know you want to really.

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-The door.

It's all right. Bex can get it.

That's enough.

Just a cuddle.

That's your lot.

All right, shift up.

Come here. Come here.

KNOCKS ON DOOR

Hiya. I'm Karen Hollins. I'm looking for Marie Marsh.

I'm Bex, her daughter.

Oh, right. Well, I'm from the Mill Health Centre.

We're just doing routine checks

on patients that we haven't seen in a while.

Is your mum in?

Come in.

-Thank you.

-Through there.

Um...

It's er...

Your mum's been missing some of her midwife appointments and

according to my notes, she lives here on her own.

Oh, I'm staying for a while. I was at my boyfriend's but we split up.

-Oh.

-He was cheating on me.

Oh... Well, maybe you'd be able to help with some of our concerns.

-Why?

-Well, we operate a vulnerable patient assessment scheme and

if somebody misses some of their appointments,

we need to check that they're OK.

She's all right.

-And are you OK?

-I'm good.

-LAUGHTER

-Is that your mum?

Yeah, sounds like Pete's there too.

-Her fella.

-Oh, does he live here as well?

-Sometimes.

-LAUGHTER AND GIGGLING

-Er, maybe I should come back later.

No, please, don't go.

Are you OK?

You can tell me anything you want to. Oh, sweetheart!

SHE SOBS

Apparently, they told me when I was having chemotherapy that it

would be unlikely, but I don't remember.

-I thought you didn't want kids.

-Oh, I didn't.

No, when I thought I was having Ashley's baby,

I was quite conflicted.

It was quite a relief to find out I wasn't.

So why now? What's changed?

-You're going to think I'm silly.

-I promise I won't.

-I am not getting any younger.

-Oh, tell me about it.

Yeah, but when you're older, you'll still have Shak and Alia.

Probably grandchildren.

And you will be able to see a little bit of yourself in them,

with the memories, the places you've been, the adventures you've had.

I won't have any of that.

Yeah, kids are great, but they can be very difficult.

They can be challenging, heartbreaking sometimes.

I suppose I'll never know that now.

Don't measure your happiness by what others can bring into your life.

Think what you can give back.

I have seen everything here, believe me.

And the one thing that shines through is that we have all

got something very unique to offer

and you are no different, Valerie Pitman.

Do you think it could be wrong?

Well, you would have to come into the surgery to double-check.

-But it wasn't planned?

-No.

-What does your ex think?

-I haven't told him.

I haven't told anyone.

And Mum wants me out once her baby gets here.

-Yeah, but as soon as she finds out you're pregnant...

-I don't want her to know!

-But she's your mum.

-So? She hates me!

I was always just in the way. She couldn't wait to get rid of me.

And I couldn't wait to get out. I only came back cos I had nowhere else to go.

Wouldn't it be better to tell her when it suits you?

Cos she's going to find out soon enough on her own.

-Oh. Who have we got here then?

-Hi.

I'm Karen Hollins from the Mill Health Centre.

-Marie missed a few midwife appointments.

-Right, yeah.

Well, I've been telling her for ages she has to get checked out.

Well, um, I can sort that out for you. I'm not a doctor myself.

-It's a service we offer all our vulnerable patients.

-Vulnerable?

Marie?! You obviously don't know her.

-Do you fancy a cup of tea?

-Yes, I would love one.

So would I. Stick the kettle on, darling. There's a good girl.

She's through there if you want to see her.

Three, two, one.

Lift.

There we go.

And you're out.

Thank you.

Are you OK?

OK, um, you have had a bit of a shock. So we are going to have to take you to hospital,

-just to do some checks, but I don't think anything's broken, OK? Emma.

-Hi.

-What are you doing here?

I heard the call. I thought you might need a hand.

-So, what have you got?

-Oh, well, this is Amy.

And her friend, Chantelle. The pallets collapsed on top of them,

but they seem secure now, so we're getting them out. Amy was very upset, but I don't think

-it's anything serious.

-Good.

-And we should have Chantelle free soon.

GCS is dropping! I need some help, please!

According to our records, you live alone,

so when you miss appointments, we need to check that you're OK.

Memory like a sieve, that's all.

Well, you've not seen a doctor or a midwife for a fair few months.

Well, it's just high blood pressure. I was the same with Bex.

You're older now. You should get it checked, for the baby's sake.

Well, it's pretty difficult getting out while I'm like this.

-Do you work at all?

-With my blood pressure?

-And what about shopping? Does the baby's father help?

-Pete?!

No, it's not really his thing.

-Bex lends a hand.

-Well, it must be nice having her back.

-Have you got kids?

-They're not at home any more.

And how would you feel if they suddenly showed up on your

doorstep, wanting to move back in?

Upset your routines, use all your electricity?

Well, that would depend on how much they needed me,

what they wanted to come back for, you know.

Well, Bex hasn't needed me for years.

-She's very independent minded.

-She's still a kid.

She's old before her time, that one.

If you say so. So, let's get you booked in.

I can organise transport, if that's an issue.

I got your tea.

Oh, thank you!

-Ah, maybe Bex could come with you.

-And why would she want to do that?

Well, to make sure you get there safely, or at all.

What's going on?

Erm, do you know?

I have left my diary in the other room. I'm going to get it.

I'll be back in two ticks.

What's going on, Bex?

Come on.

-What are you doing?

-Just tidying up. Is this yours?

There was 20 quid in there.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I went to the cash machine this morning.

Well, maybe you dropped it.

-I didn't.

-Oh, you should ask Bex.

Why?

Well, her ex, Mitch. He's well dodgy.

She picked up some right nasty habits when she was with him.

You're not suggesting I had something to do with this?

I don't know. You tell me.

Well, go on. Why don't you search me?

Come on. Come on!

Slip your hand in my pocket.

You never know what you might find down there.

See, you shouldn't be making accusations about people if

you're not prepared to back them up.

Tell Marie I just popped out, yeah?

That's where she was hit.

OK.

Chantelle, can you hear me? SHE WHIMPERS

Do you feel dizzy or lightheaded at all?

I think she may have ruptured her spleen,

so let's get some fluids in to her quickly.

But she was fine when I got here. She...seemed OK.

She needs to be stabilised. Let's get a drip going.

I'll do it!

It's all right, sweetheart. You're going to be absolutely fine.

-What?!

-Unless the kit's wrong.

But I am two weeks late.

-Does Mitch know?

-I only just found out myself.

That's a nice farewell gift. As if I didn't have enough to deal with!

-Why does it always have to be about you?

-You've done this deliberately!

No!

Is that your plan? Hope that I'd feel sorry for you and let you stay?

It wasn't planned. It just happened.

-Why didn't you take precautions?

-Why didn't you? KNOCKS QUIETLY ON DOOR

See? I told you it'd be a waste of time!

You knew?

Um, I think she just needed a shoulder to cry on.

So she told a total stranger before she told her own mother!

You weren't available.

-We've never been close.

-Never?

When she was little, maybe.

The day she was born, I held her in my arms and cried.

Happy tears.

Couldn't believe I could make such a perfect little thing.

Maybe I can get it right this time round.

Bex is still your daughter.

Even though she's grown up, she still needs her mum.

-No, she hates me.

-Funny, she said the same thing about you.

-Course I don't hate her.

-I don't think that's how she sees it.

-You've got more in common than you think.

-Maybe.

I need to talk to her.

-Properly.

-I think that would help.

But first, I need to make a call. Just give me a minute, would you?

Oh, OK. Erm...

-How'd it go?

-Well, it turns out I can't have children.

Valerie, I'm so sorry.

Yeah. Yeah, it is a shame. Yeah.

You seem...pretty relaxed about it.

Well, I saw Ruhma. We had a good chat.

Thing is, I think I did want to be a mother.

But on reflection, I think it was just a passing fad.

Something I hadn't really thought through.

So, I was upset to begin with, but I'm not now.

If that makes any sense.

Kind of.

Just one of my flights of fancy.

But now, everything is absolutely fine.

Hi, Valerie. Can we catch up a bit later on?

-I want to review the Granger Clinic appointments for later in the week.

-Yes, of course.

-Half an hour?

-Mm.

So that's clinic next Thursday. Booked your mum in.

-Do you want me to make an appointment for you as well?

-Please.

I shall be on reception that day. I shall look forward to seeing you.

Yeah.

Don't worry about your mum.

She'll get used to the idea, I promise you she will.

You've got some explaining to do! I've just been speaking to Mitch.

-Why?

-To give him a piece of my mind.

-You had no right!

According to him, if you are having a baby,

it can't be his cos he's firing blanks.

And you knew it.

Is that right?

-So, are you pregnant or not?

-Yes!

Or did you think you could trick me into letting you stay here

a bit longer? What were you going to do?

Stick a pillow up your jumper and think I wouldn't notice?!

-Don't be stupid!

-Well, if you're so sure you're having

a baby and it's not Mitch's, who's the dad?

All right, everyone?

What's going on?

You'll be telling me next you knew she was pregnant as well.

-Who?

-Bex.

And according to Mitch, he's not the father.

He isn't.

HE is!

It's a shame cos genetically speaking,

Daniel and I would have made a very interesting combination.

That's one way of putting it.

That's all academic now, anyway.

You could always adopt.

I'm sure there are plenty of kids out there who'd love to have

-you as a mum.

-Yeah, but what if I don't like them?

It's not a guarantee if they're not your flesh and blood.

Take it from me, natural mothers can be seriously overrated.

-Yeah, I suppose so.

-Or you could try fostering.

I'm sure Karen and Rob could point you in the right direction.

Yeah, but what happens if you bond with them and then they have

to go somewhere else?

I don't think I'd like that. Oh, it's a minefield, isn't it?

It's a lot more complicated than just having a child with Daniel.

You reckon?

Do you think I should tell him that we can't have children?

No. Definitely not.

Have a think about adoption or fostering,

but leave Daniel well out of it.

She's lying, darling. I wouldn't look at anyone else, let alone her!

When?

The night after I came back.

You were at Nan's. I was upset.

I'd had a couple of drinks.

He was nice.

All sympathetic at first.

-Gave me a hug.

-This is nonsense!

-Then he started trying to kiss me.

-This is fantasy.

I told him to stop, but he wouldn't.

He said he knew how to make it all right.

You better hadn't be making this up.

You know you want to really.

That's what he said.

I begged him to stop!

I said I'd scream. He put his hand over my mouth.

And then he raped me. SHE SOBS

Good. BP's improving.

-Is she going to be OK?

-Don't worry, Amy. She's going to be fine.

It wasn't like that. It wasn't like that.

But you did have sex with my daughter?

Look, she threw herself at me and I was weak.

But you know, I... I should have said no, but... I didn't force her.

You liar!

Hey! Look... Look...

I know I've not been an angel in the past.

But this baby, our baby, darling, come on, it means everything to me.

And what about the one you're having with her?

What? Does that mean everything to you too, does it?

-We don't even know it's mine!

-Of course it's yours!

-And what if it is?

-She gets rid of it!

Come on, baby.

Come on. We can sort this out.

Have you been drinking?

Nipped out for a swift one, yeah.

I thought you said you were skint. Where did you get the money from?

He stole it. From me.

What?

He said that I should out my hand

in his pocket if I wanted to get it back.

Don't flatter yourself, sweetheart. Darling, look at me. They're lying!

The pair of them!

OK? You're all that I want. You always have been.

Oh, you...!

Get your things and get out of my flat!

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Yeah?

-Is this a good time?

-Er, yeah. Yeah.

-Everything OK with you?

-Yeah, wonderful.

-You?

-Er, yeah, apart from some IT issues, pretty good.

Zara's still basking in her post-holiday euphoria,

-kids are fine.

-That's nice.

Oh, er, Joe did this drawing for me. What do you think?

-I could come back later if that's easier.

-Might be best.

Oh, you know what? There was something that I wanted to ask you.

Yes, yesterday, you came to me and you said there was something

important you wanted to ask me.

I was just having one of those days.

It was silly, really.

Let me be the judge of that.

Well, you see, the thing is,

I had thought that I was going to ask you to be the father of my baby.

-Darling. Come on. Our baby...

-Is having nothing to do with you!

I never want to see you again, as long as I live!

Bex...

Come on, darling. Come on!

I'll see you again, yeah.

In court! I'm not letting you get away with what you did!

-You can't go to the cops.

-Oh, um, I've called them for her.

They're on their way over to take a statement.

They'll probably want a word with you.

Get out of my way.

Get out of my way!

DOOR SLAMS

Don't worry, Bex. He's not going to get far.

-Oh, Mum! I'm so sorry.

-Oh, it's all right.

It's not your fault, love.

It's not your fault.

SHE SOBS

-Can I go with her?

-Course you can. We've got hold of your mum.

She's going to meet you at the hospital.

-Thanks for saving her.

-You're welcome.

Oh, I didn't imagine any sort of romantic entanglement.

Good. I'm not sure that Zara would have been too keen.

Neither would I.

I'm a feminist, Daniel. I wouldn't do that to a colleague.

Anyway, it's all academic now.

I can't have children, so I have to think again.

Obviously, I'm very flattered that you considered me

a suitable candidate.

I wonder what our child would have been like.

I would have liked a boy.

He would have been just like you. A real man's man.

Kind, brave,

good looking.

And then if you add in the best bits of me, ooh,

-he really would have been something, wouldn't he?

-Yeah.

He would have been...extraordinary.

Hm.

That's a shame. We'll never know.

Thanks ever so much.

-It's only half, but I can give you the rest next week.

-Oh, no.

-There's no need.

-There is.

You didn't steal it.

It was under my roof, so take it.

Besides, when the CSA have finished with him,

I'll be getting it all back.

Maintenance on two babies doesn't come cheap.

You all right, Bex?

-The police will find him.

-I'll see she's OK.

-Hey.

-Thanks, Mum.

You were right about one thing, though.

Turns out we've got a lot more in common than we thought.

I should have spotted it earlier.

No, you went to the one who seemed the most in need.

-Yeah, and it was the wrong call.

-You didn't know that at the time.

-What would you have done?

-All right.

Given that Amy had enough energy to cry for help,

then I would have gone to Chantelle first because she was quiet.

Maybe asked a few more questions.

You have to be methodical,

go through the proper triage process before you give any treatment.

-Yeah, but she was so upset...

-Sid.

It was an emergency.

We're not there to hold hands. We're there to save lives.

I messed up, didn't I?

Come on. If you're looking for a failure in medicine,

then you're going to find it, particularly in an emergency.

Often, there isn't enough time or a colleague to consult.

Diagnosis and treatment is part of it, yes.

But so is making the right decision under pressure.

-And this time, I made the wrong one.

-Yes, you did.

Now deal with it and move on.

And don't make the same mistake again.

Trust me. You'll make plenty of others.

The trick is to learn from them all.

-Hi, Sue.

-Adam. Are you OK?

Of course I'm OK. I'm eight and a half hours away from paradise.

Why wouldn't I be?

Di-yum-di-yum-di-yum.

-Why don't you give me a urine sample?

-What?!

-Megan?!

-Jimmi's developed a hankering for her.

-Oh!

-She's a colleague, that's all.