Piece by Piece Doctors

# I'm

# Waiting

# For you

# For I'm broken

# Down

# Coming down this time

# For my heart lies

# Far and away where they took you down

# Let them over to your house

# Where I'm broken

# Down by the people if they let you breathe

# Down give a damn if you still can't see... #

So, did you get a chance to speak to Nurse Lee last night?

-Yes, I saw her at the morgue.

-How was she?

Not good, obviously. And I was the last person she wanted to see.

-Oh, I'm so sorry.

-I tried calling her this morning,

but she's not picking up. Well, not to me anyway.

No, I tried telephoning. It was the same.

I'm sure she's in good hands with Dr Haskey.

I will ask him as soon as he comes in.

Thank you. Look, I'd better get going.

-Will you let me know when you hear from her?

-Yes, yes, of course.

-Thanks, Mrs Tembe.

Have a seat, darling. Breakfast is nearly ready.

-Where are the kids?

-They left for school.

What do you mean, they left? Why didn't you wake me?

Well, you didn't sleep a wink last night.

-I thought it best to let you catch up.

-I didn't ask you to do that.

I wanted to see them. I wanted to say goodbye.

-I didn't think it would matter this once.

-Course it matters!

-This might be the last morning that I see them.

-Don't say that.

Why not? Who knows what's going to happen to me after today?

-Nothing's going to happen.

-You don't know that!

Why are you just acting like everything's normal, Heston?

Do you think I really want to sit down and eat salmon and eggs

and toast?!

Ruhma.

SHE RETCHES Ruhma.

RETCHES

They just want to ask a few routine

questions to clear this whole thing up.

You haven't done anything wrong, knowingly.

TOILET FLUSHES It's going to be fine. You'll see.

I'm going to go to prison.

Absolutely not. That is not going to happen.

PHONE VIBRATES

Hello?

'Dr Vere, I'm so glad I caught you before your conference.'

Yeah, I am actually running a little bit late, Mrs Tembe.

Well, then, I will not keep you.

I just wondered whether you had

a chance to speak to Nurse Lee this morning.

No, her phone keeps going to voicemail. Why?

-Has no-one spoken to her?

-No, not yet.

I'm sure there is nothing to worry about.

'Are you sure?'

Do you want me to go and look for her?

'No, that will not be necessary.'

You concentrate on the social services conference

and I will call you when I hear any more.

OK. Well, my phone's going to be on silent, but I'll check my messages.

-OK?

-Right. Thank you. Goodbye.

Erm, can you ask Dr Haskey to come into my office as soon as

-he comes in?

-Of course, Mrs Tembe.

What is going on?

Ayesha's mum dies in police custody and Ruhma's facing charges?!

Oh, you don't know the half of it, Megan.

This is not Ruhma's first marriage.

Who knows what Heston's getting into?

I mean, could she have dabbled in criminality before?

How well do any of us actually know her?

Er, pretty well. She's as straight as an arrow.

Yeah, but do we REALLY know her? And as for Ayesha,

her whole complete family's a complete train wreck, poor girl.

-I'm aware.

-Well, then, you know,

you'll hardly be surprised at what happened to Bren.

Addict. Alcoholic. Dreadful woman.

Oh, and she had a younger child as well that got taken

away from her because she was an unfit mother.

It's a wonder that Ayesha's turned out as well as she has.

-Mind you, she's no angel, if you get my meaning.

-Valerie.

-Sounds like an awful lot of gossip going on here.

-Gossip?

I was just...

Just filling Megan in on some of the details,

after what happened last night.

I mean, we all witnessed the events of the wedding, didn't we?

Ayesha wasn't there, was she?

I should be getting back to work.

-Thought you might like a cup of tea.

-Thank you.

-What are you doing?

-What does it look like?

I can't believe that you and the kids have managed to cram

so much rubbish in this place. It's like a storage unit.

It's Immie's art work.

Yes, I know it is, and she's welcome to keep it at her place.

I need some space so I can work on things.

-What things?

-I don't know. Fix stuff, make stuff.

Rob, ignoring what happened yesterday isn't going

to make it go away.

It was your first death in custody. It must have been awful.

I should have done this months ago.

Are you sure you don't want a solicitor?

It's not too late to call Godfrey.

No, that's what guilty people do. I just... I want to tell the truth.

You're right. You've got nothing to hide

and you're more than capable of looking after yourself.

I still wish you could come in with me.

It'll be as though I'm sitting right next to you, holding your hand.

-Ready?

-No.

Come on, let's go.

-I was summoned?

-Ah, good. You are finally here.

-Finally?

I'm doing paperwork today. That's flexi-time. We've been through this.

I do not want to discuss your punctuality,

I want to talk about Nurse Lee. How was she last night?

Last night? I don't know, she didn't stay at mine last night.

-You haven't seen her at all?!

-No.

Why? What's going on?

I'm sorry. I thought you knew.

Nurse Lee's mother passed away yesterday evening.

Oof.

-How?

-Mrs Lee was arrested at a protest.

She was found dead in her cell. That is all I know.

-Look, have you any idea where Nurse Lee might go?

-No.

Um, Amber's or her sister's maybe?

Right, well, I would suggest that you start there.

I start?

Look, Nurse Lee is not answering her phone. I'm worried about her.

I'm far too busy here and as you said,

-you are just doing paperwork today.

-Yeah, but...

-You need to find her.

Just to make sure she's all right.

-She's going to need all of our support.

-Yeah, she will. But why me?

You are the perfect person.

You have just lost your father.

I am counting on you, Dr Haskey.

Excuse me. My wife and I have been waiting for quite some time.

Do you know how much longer PC Watson's going to be?

-I've no idea.

-Ms Hanif. Follow me, please.

Ah, perfect timing. Are you hungry?

I was just going to make a sandwich and take it out with me.

Yeah, well, the garage isn't going anywhere.

You can sit down for ten minutes, can't you?

-I know what you're doing.

-What am I doing?

Can't I have a nice lunch with my husband?

You want me to talk about it. OK.

All right. I'll talk about it.

Bren was brought in and she was booked into a cell and I checked

on her several times, like I was supposed to do, and she was fine.

Combative, but fine.

And then, she was dead.

We don't know why. That's for the coroner to determine. It was sad.

It was horrible.

Hm? But it's nothing that I haven't seen before.

This is Ayesha's mum.

I know that. And like I said, it was horrible.

It was horrible to see Bren dead, but these things happen.

You have to deal with it. It's all part of the job.

Including being investigated?

It's not the first time I've had an internal review,

it probably won't be the last. It's standard procedure.

They're making sure that I followed protocol, which I did. All right?

See, all these things that you're saying - they are facts.

But they're not feelings.

You're like a dog with a bone sometimes.

Aw, we've been really worried about you.

Where have you been all this time?

Oh, um...

I'm really sorry about your mum.

I bumped into Amber when I was looking for you

and she wanted you to have this.

I'll be in the kitchen, yeah?

Let it be noted for the record

Ms Hanif has waived legal representation.

My questions today relate to a number of items reported

stolen from a private residence at 12 Grosvenor Drive, Letherbridge.

Sorry, can I just...? Before we start, am I allowed to speak? I...

I just want to say how sorry I am that this has happened.

Not because I'm in trouble, or my wedding was ruined,

but because of the harm that I've caused.

What I did was foolish and I'm going to do whatever

I can to compensate the people whose items were taken.

I just... I want you to know that I intend to cooperate fully

-I this investigation.

-In that case, may I continue?

Yeah, sorry. Sorry.

You said you were approached by someone at a junk shop sale,

who tipped you off to a number of these so-called house clearances.

-Is that correct?

-That's right, yeah. That's right.

He said I had an eye for a bargain and he gave me the number that

I could call so I could be the first to see items at a house clearance.

Can you describe this man?

He was white, um, average height, mid-late 30s.

-I think he had brown hair.

-You think?

Yes. Sorry, I just saw him once.

And then what happened?

I... I called him, I spoke to a man called Dave.

He said that he would text me details of the next clearance.

You mean home invasion?

Look, I didn't know that's what it was.

Well, nonetheless, you went to a private residence on the say-so

of a man you hardly knew and helped yourself to a number of these items.

-Correct?

-Yes.

And then what happened?

Then I paid for the items that I took.

Items which you later sold online for a profit.

-Correct?

-QUIETLY:

-Yes, that's correct.

-Can you speak up, please, Ms Hanif?

-Sorry, um, yes, that's correct.

-Would you be able to list the stolen items?

-I told you, I paid for the...

Would you be able to list the stolen items, Ms Hanif?

-Yes. Yes, I can.

-Then list them, please.

All of them.

Now, what did you get?

Not much to sum up a life, is it?

A load of junk in a box.

Well, you've still got your memories of her.

Hardly any good ones.

Come on, there must be some good ones.

Not really.

Ahem. Um, did Daniel say anything after I left?

-About what?

-About me being caught gossiping.

-No.

Oh, I've been so worried.

Because they say that bad things happen in threes, don't they?

And there's been Ruhma's arrest, Bren's untimely death,

and now I might get fired.

I'm sure it won't come to that. It was all pretty harmless.

No, you don't understand. I'm on a final warning.

For some reason, I find myself gossiping

and I don't even know I'm doing it half the time.

Is that a condition? Because if it was an actual condition,

I might be able to argue that in the tribunal.

Erm, paranoia is a condition. You could use that.

No, seriously, is there something wrong with me,

in your professional opinion?

No, there's nothing wrong with you.

Erm, I mean, you could say that gossiping's an important

social function. It's called prosocial gossip.

Well, according to a study carried out in a university in California.

Prosocial gossip!

Mm, yeah.

It's been proven to lower stress, prevent exploitation,

promote more generous behaviour.

So I, for one, would like to thank you,

Valerie, for making such a positive contribution to the group dynamic.

Well, it's a pleasure.

And I would like to thank you

for being such a breath of fresh air around here.

You have a fan.

You do know she's going to be bending your ear

continuously from now on.

Oh, of course. But I'm a shrink.

It's what I live for.

You know, things between me and my dad weren't perfect either.

But I'm finding it's the little things that make me smile.

Like what?

Like um, when I was little, he used to let me hold his steering wheel.

I had to sit on his briefcase cos I was too short to see over

the dashboard.

This was the 1980s. Health and safety wasn't a thing.

We'd drive along these quiet country roads

and we'd sing along to Cat Stevens on his tape player.

# Matthew and son, work never done

-# There's always something new... #

-Al?

-# The files in your head... #

-Al?

If I promise to share a good memory about my mum,

-will you please stop singing?

-Deal.

I can't remember how old I was, like, seven or eight, maybe?

And this girl in my school was having a birthday party one summer.

She was going to have this massive bouncy castle.

Anyway, I didn't get an invite. She was a stuck up little cow.

And I acted like I didn't care, but I was gutted.

Mum said, "Forget her stupid party. We'll have our own."

And she got all the neighbours on the estate to drag their mattresses

onto the lawn and pile them up so us kids could bounce on them.

That's amazing.

It was completely lame and embarrassing.

But after a while, it didn't matter cos everybody just joined in

and had a laugh.

My mum was so much fun that day.

Beer. You need a beer.

I'm going to prescribe you a beer.

There you go.

Ayesha, I'm sorry.

I can't say anything to make you feel better.

When my dad died, nothing helped.

It sucked monumentally.

I don't want you to make it better.

-Seriously, Al, I'll be fine. Just go back to work, OK?

-No.

I'm not going to leave you here alone.

Actually, I have a plan.

Come this way.

I've confirmed every item that I bought on your list.

I have given you dates, times, details of who I spoke to.

I don't know what more I can tell you.

You haven't told me anything, Ms Hanif.

So far, all you've done is presented yourself as some

sort of victim of circumstance,

-a gullible woman caught up in events you didn't quite understand.

-Look,

I admitted I made a mistake. I have apologised.

Why apologise if you were duped into it?

The truth is, you knew exactly what you were doing. Isn't that right?

-No!

-Weddings. They cost a lot these days, don't they?

Even marrying a doctor, you could do with the extra help.

Yeah, you're right. That's why I got involved,

but I didn't know that the items were stolen.

I swear, I didn't!

Look, if I knew, would I sell them online? I used my own name.

If I was some devious criminal, wouldn't I try and cover my tracks?

No, I think you were careless because you assumed that you'd

get away with it. Because you're an upstanding member of the community. Well, I ain't buying it!

I have never stolen anything in my life.

I have always tried to be a good person.

I raise my children to be good people.

Why don't you just believe that this was an error,

an honest error of judgement?

Tell me again about this Dave. From the beginning.

How did you first get in contact with him?

-Seriously, this is the plan?

-Trust me.

I'm not an eight-year-old with chicken pox.

It's therapeutic.

It's boring.

Plus, mum always bought these really manky second-hand ones.

And we only ever did them when it was raining out.

We'd be stuck in doors for hours putting them together,

only to find that the last pieces were always missing.

Well, I assure you, this one is intact.

Just give it a go.

My auntie used to say that doing a jigsaw helps make sense of things.

If your auntie said it(!)

It's best to do the edge pieces first.

-Why does it matter?

-Well, it's just the way it's always been done.

It's the way YOU'VE always done it. I've got my own method.

See, look? Edge piece, edge piece, edge piece.

That way you're not just making random bits from the middle.

So you're saying, if I find two pieces that go

-together in the middle, I should just ignore it?

-No, no.

-I'm saying it makes more sense...

-Urgh!

This is the worst time in my life. Why am I even doing this?!

Well, so much for it being intact.

Look, you know what? You do it however you want.

But we're going to make this jigsaw, Ayesha.

What are you doing now?

It rattles.

Something must have come loose inside.

It works fine. What does it matter if it rattles?

I didn't mean to upset you.

I don't want you stewing. I want you to know that you're not alone.

You don't have to cope with this on your own.

I understand your concern, but there's no need.

Bren's death hasn't affected me that much.

Really.

Then what has?

Are you all right?

So, are we done?

For now. Ms Hanif, we'll be in touch.

No, I'm sorry. Either you charge my wife today, or you let her go.

That's not up to you.

My wife is guilty of nothing more than naivety and you know that.

She has a clean record and she's clearly very sorry.

That doesn't mean she'll get off scot-free.

What do you mean "scot-free"?! She's suffered enough as it is!

Your behaviour has been unprofessional and overzealous

and if you don't want an official complaint, I would tread

-very carefully, if I were you.

-You can complain all you want.

-It doesn't change the fact that your wife broke the law.

-It was a minor infraction!

It would be ridiculous to give her a criminal record for that and jeopardise her career.

Now, I want you to talk to your superior officer now and come back

with a sensible answer and if you don't, I will talk to him myself.

Wait here.

-I still don't know what's making it rattle.

-It's a mystery.

Are you worried you're going to lose your job?

I don't know.

Maybe it's time I left the force anyway.

Oh, don't be daft. It's what you love.

I'm starting to think that it's a young man's game.

You're fighting fit. You've survived worse than this.

We both have.

You're right.

Yeah.

Things will blow over and we'll get back to normal.

-So, you're OK.

-Yeah.

Course I am.

I've discussed the matter with my senior officer.

Ms Hanif is free to leave without charge.

And let's hope you'll be more careful in the future.

I will, I promise. Thank you.

I'm glad we've drawn a line under it.

-Good day to you.

-Thank you.

Come on, darling.

LAUGHTER

That sounds very romantic. I'm sure she will love it.

Let me know how it goes, yeah?

OK.

See you.

Whoa! Did I just see Mr Turner cracking a smile?

-I didn't even know he had the right facial muscles.

-He's not so bad.

Not so bad?! He's an absolute terror! So's his missus.

I think you'll find that they just needed to iron out a few

-marital kinks.

-Kinks?

-I'll say no more.

Well, anyone who can tame the Turners gets my highest

-approval rating.

-Thanks, Zara.

Although I do find it interesting

that you think your approval's needed.

Only joking!

MEGAN LAUGHS

It's fine, it's all over now.

-I'm so sorry that this has happened.

-You have nothing to be sorry for.

I've been so stupid.

I could have lost everything, my job, my freedom, everything,

and for what, Heston? A couple of quid?

You trusted the wrong person, that's all.

Now, I don't want this wretched business to turn you into a cynic.

Because I love you just the way you are.

Oh!

Heston, we didn't sign that register, did we?

Are we even legally married?

-KNOCK AT DOOR

-Come in.

Ah, you are back.

How was the court appearance?

It was fine.

Listen, um, I just wondered if you'd heard from Ayesha.

Yes, she is with Dr Haskey.

He says she is fragile, but she's bearing up so far.

Good.

I'm so worried about her.

-I want to talk to her, but...

-I know.

I want to support her, but she won't let me.

Nurse Lee has been through so much for such a young woman

and you have been a great friend to her.

-I'm sure that she will remember that.

-She's too angry at the moment.

Her loyalty was always going to be with Bren. Well, she was her mother.

I should have known that before I opened my big mouth.

She knows that you only had her best interest at heart.

-Do you really think so?

-I do.

She just needs time to think things through.

It's my fault.

What?

Amber told me over and over not to push mum into protesting,

-but I didn't listen.

-Ayesha...

I just thought if she had something positive to focus on,

it'd be good for her, you know?

She tried so many times to get clean

and every time I thought she'd beaten it, I was wrong.

It was always stronger than she was.

I know she was clean when she died and I'm so proud of her for that.

But I should have known that she still wasn't strong enough.

She wasn't coping.

It's not your fault.

OK?

Bren was old enough to know what she was doing.

-You didn't force her into anything.

-But I'm a nurse, Al.

I should at least have given her a proper health check.

Listen to me, it's perfectly normal to want to blame yourself.

I was like that when my dad died, wasn't I?

I kept thinking I could have saved him

if I'd have been bothered to go and visit him more, then...

Maybe I could have spotted something.

That's what we do to ourselves when we're grieving.

I should have visited him more.

That's something I have to live with.

But I know that I loved him and that he knew that.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that sometimes people just die

and it's nobody's fault.

Maybe you're right.

Course I am.

Mum didn't die because of me. I always did what I could for her.

-Absolutely.

-But you're wrong about it being nobody's fault.

I know exactly who's to blame.

Rob and Emma.

I've had that flutter for months. It comes. It goes.

I'm going for a ride. Deal with it!

A few weeks ago. Driver was decapitated.

-Yeah...

-Rob attended, walked off the job.

-Really?

He totally ignored your advice and went out on his bike.

-And now, he's not moving.

-You know, we didn't sign the register.

-Really?

I don't even know if we're technically even married.