02x04 - Wishing And Hoping

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I need someone in my life I need a girl to
hold me tight Someone to make me feel Make

me feel alright Somebody help me,
yeah Somebody help me now Won't somebody

tell me what I've done wrong Wishing and
hoping and living and praying Blinding and

dreaming each night of her charms That
won't get you into her arms So if you're

looking to find her, you can OK,
Mr Barry, how is she?

I don't know.

She's sleeping for the first time in
hours.

She's exhausted.

It stops for a minute and she drops off
and then it starts again.

She's coughing and coughing most of the
night.

Alright.

Hello there, Denise.

How are you not feeling very well?

I... I've got a cough.

It hurts.

Does it?

Let's have a look at you.

I'm going to take your temperature.

Alright?

Open up.

Good girl.

We thought it was a cold and then her
temperature went right.

She had a bit of a cough and it got worse
during the night.

It won't stop.

She can't breathe.

Squeaking

Didn't know Dave was back.

Just for the week.

Gonna go flying pipes again.

I think they've got this natural gas to
every town in Britain by now.

He has his compensations though.

He can be very demanding when he gets
home.

Still, the main thing is, I know I can
trust him.

He wouldn't look at another woman.

Well, folks like that.

She'll have to come into hospital.

It's Whooping Cough.

You sure?

I haven't seen it before, but there's no
doubt about what it is.

And there is Whooping Cough around.

I'm sure this is the first case we've had
here.

But there have been other outbreaks in
York and Hull.

But at Denise's age, I wouldn't have
expected it.

She has been immunised, yeah?

No, she hasn't.

Mr Rose?

I've been running through today's list of
operations with my nurses.

This last operation... Problem,
Major?

It was added this morning.

Yes, that's right, by me.

I see that, but actually, it's...

Well, it's your name.

Absolutely.

I'm operating on myself.

Is the kitchen still serving breakfast?

Yes.

Good.

Good.

I'm starving.

You go with Denise.

Get her settled in.

I'll be down later.

She can have an injection now,
can't she?

Well, that's what you do, isn't it?

Or penicillin?

Get her up there quickly, Ken.

I need some oxygen.

I'm taking it down, Doc.

Thanks, Alan.

All set, ladies and gentlemen?

Well, we're ready.

Did we get an explanation, Mr Rose?

For what?

Your name on the list.

Oh, don't worry, old man.

It'll be a local anaesthetic.

Well within your capabilities.

Obviously, operating on oneself out cold
is beyond even my considerable skill.

I've booked it.

Julie, that's my friend at the travel
agent.

Thanks, Lizzie.

I'll catch up with her.

They're busy now.

The main thing is she doesn't know.

I can keep a secret.

Oh, what about the car?

Have you got it?

Yes, Lizzie.

That's part of the surprise.

They're waiting for you in the isolation
room.

They're a doctor.

Right.

That's fabulous.

I haven't said a thing to anyone.

Not a thing!

Lizzie!

In-grown toenail.

Quite simple, but these damn things hurt.

I think after millions of
years of evolution, the human

body would have ironed
out something so irritating.

I don't want an audience, nurse.

Could you ask them to go?

Right.

You all take the point.

I beg your pardon?

Of course you want an audience.

Dr. Wethering, what's your excuse?

Well, it just occurred to me that you
might want to witness, you know,

if you decide to sue yourself for medical
malpractice.

Oh, and that's just plain nosiness,
really.

In that case, do stay.

There's no telling how long
the coughing spasms will

go on, and they will keep
coming back for days, weeks.

They do subside, but not for long.

She'll get very little rest, and it will
be exhausting for her.

What are you going to do?

You can't leave her like that.

She's fighting the disease.

We can help her with oxygen.

We can try and bring the fever down.

But whooping cough is... once a
child has it, it has to run its course.

We thought we were doing the right thing.

It was in the papers, and we saw a
television programme.

It said the vaccination caused brain
damage in babies.

They proved it.

She'll get better.

We can't worry about that now.

She's in the best place.

She will get better.

In Denise's age, the vast majority of
children do recover.

No, some don't.

I argued with them for a year about this.

I knew it had to happen.

What am I saying?

Of course it had to happen.

That's why we've had this outbreak in the
first place.

I mean, they did tell you, didn't they?

Oh, David, please.

They did say why they didn't have her
immunised.

I didn't ask.

I was surprised.

But why wasn't the first thing on my mind?

I'm sorry.

Anger isn't exactly gonna help Denise,
is it?

A little knowledge and the best of
intentions.

Believe me, that can be a very dangerous
mix.

Still, we've got two problems.

One, what to do for Denise,
and two, what to do about

this outbreak of whooping
cough that's just hit us.

How many children have been immunised?

Er... Not too many in
the older age group.

Mr and Mrs Barry aren't gonna be alone.

There are still lots of kids due for it,
so

we're gonna have to push
those forward urgently.

I'll talk to Middleditch, get things
moving.

Um... I know what
whooping cough is.

But treating it...

Well...

There really is no satisfactory treatment
for it.

It really is a... a very
distressing condition.

In this case, all the more so, because, to
be blunt, they're gonna feel responsible.

How is she?

No change.

Spasm's getting longer.

She's got so little strength left.

Oxygen.

Do something.

You've got to do something to save my
baby.

Please...

Good girl.

She's gonna die.

We're going to be all right for vaccine.

The health authority can provide more.

But applying the if pigs
had wings principle of

management, we won't rely
on them in delivering the stuff.

So, Ken, if you would be kind enough to
drive down to York and pick it up for us.

This afternoon?

Excellent.

Now, Matron and I have spoken to all the
primary schools in the area, and the

simplest solution is to
bring all the school-aged

children who need
immunisation into the hospital.

We can do it in three days.

It'll mean postponing anything that's not
urgent, including surgery.

Anything else?

Transport.

Well, the schools can make their own
arrangements, but we'll still need to give

some help, so if we can find some volunteers
with cars, that should speed things up.

I'll have a word with the hospital
friends.

I'm sure something can be arranged.

Well, that's it.

Thank you.

Ah, Mr Harper, the very man.

Has there been a meeting?

Indeed there has, Mr Harper.

And I'm sure you'll be delighted
to hear that everything is on

track to accelerate the Whooping
Cough immunisation programme.

The train is there, as it were,
Mr Harper, but without more supplies to

the vaccine, we cannot get it out of the
station.

And that is where we are totally reliant
upon you.

Naturally, I'm standing by.

Ah, good.

I've spoken to the health authority.

The vaccine is there in store,
but getting it here is another matter.

I know of only one man who can slice his
way through all that departmental red tape.

Mr Harper, cometh the hour, cometh the
man.

Leave it to me.

I'm sure I can get it to you by the end of
the week.

Well,
I thought it might speed up things a bit

if, er,
Ken went down to pick it up himself.

So if you could just tell them he's coming
to pick it up this afternoon.

It was a paediatrician who'd recorded
several cases of encephalitis in babies

after they'd had the whooping cough
vaccine.

The baby suffered from
brain damage and he

thought that the vaccine
might be the cause.

So, since there's no whooping cough,
we shouldn't risk immunising against it.

I see.

And why wasn't there any whooping cough?

Immunisation.

Uh-huh.

Was there any research on it, the brain
damage?

No, no, there wasn't.

But, to be fair to the man, I mean,
I think he was only putting forward this

information for his colleagues to think
about.

I think he was only just suggesting that
there should be some research into it.

But that's not what the paper's got hold
of, was it?

Headlines everywhere.

The whooping cough vaccine causes brain
damage.

But the vaccine taker was pretty much back
to what it used to be.

Well, the Barrys wouldn't have it,
would they?

What they saw on the television,
what they read

in the newspaper,
that's what they believed.

As far as they're concerned,
if you're a doctor,

you must be talking
out of the back of your...

David?

I looked in on Denise last night.

That hope we were talking of.

Is there much left?

No, she'd have had pneumonia.

She didn't make it.

So it's all a bit academic now,
but I'll leave you lot to sort that out.

Dr. Carrington, Mr. and Mrs. Barry have
come.

I wish there was something I could say.

We did believe it was for the best.

I have to go home, Patrick.

I can't.

I can't go there.

Her room.

Her things.

All...

I know.

I might as well have k*lled her,
doctor.

I k*lled my daughter.

That's not true.

I'll always know it is.

If there's anything we can do,
you must let us know.

I know it doesn't mean anything now,
but...

We have known each other for a long time.

You were right.

Patrick... I didn't do enough.

I didn't talk to you enough.

I should have...

I should have found the words.

We haven't actually got the thing yet,
but

they're closing down
some Columbus next month.

The place is already empty.

Some of their equipment is definitely not
the property of the health authority,

including the iron lung.

That was bought by the hospital trust.

Jerry Stembridge is fairly sure that he
can persuade them to let us have it.

Could so easily be us closing,
too.

Well, that's what the health authority
wanted.

Can and Alan are getting a room ready.

Aye.

But apart from you, me, Can and Alan,
nobody else must know what's going in there.

Oh, I'm as bored by these games as anybody
else.

But we do have our friend, Mr Harper,
with us.

And as far as he is concerned,
and the powers that be at the health

authority, acquiring an iron lung is an
expansion of the hospital resources.

And that is strictly verboten.

They can't actually close us down,
but they're hoping we'll wither away.

There is, however, one other reason.

One rather closer to all our hearts.

Dr Ormerod.

The iron lung will mean that he can bring
his wife back home.

But I don't want to raise his host
prematurely and then have to dash them down.

So the only remaining problem is how to
keep our friend Harper's attention diverted.

Come in.

Mr Harper.

Mr Mettleditch.

May I try?

I'll leave you to it.

You come bearing gifts?

It's a serious problem.

Ah, not another one, Mr Harper.

Down there.

You just stay here till...

And you're not allowed in here.

What are you doing to me work?

Well, there's only one P in operation,
so I decided to cross town.

Go back with the others.

Fine.

Ah!

Where is the teacher?

She lost one.

She's had to go find him.

The parable of the lost sheep always had
me wondering whether the shepherd wouldn't

have been better to write off the lost one
and concentrate on not losing the rest.

You are here to benefit from a miracle of
modern medicine.

Not to behave like the savages you
undoubtedly are.

It's not that I don't like children.

It's just that normally...

I can only eat one at a time.

Firmness is all with children.

Oh, you all right, Mr Rose?

Perfectly all right, thank you.

Is there any reason why I shouldn't be?

Mr Harper, judgments about
the mobility of our patients as so

many other things are not
about figures on a balance sheet.

This decision has been made.

My recommendations have been accepted.

One ambulance will go.

It's madness.

By my reckoning it would
be cheaper to use a taxi

firm for any cases of
exceptional difficulty.

I don't know what the numbers are.

That's very interesting, Mr Harper.

What is?

A taxi firm to replace non-essential
transport.

Outpatients.

As you say, we don't know numbers and
hence costs.

But I would have
thought that a logistical

exercise to find out might
be right up your street.

I could certainly come up with something.

And it would be useful
to show the health

authority the real savings
of a scheme like this.

And who knows?

It could set a precedent for savings in
other hospitals.

In a large general hospital,
I can only... I've got a lot to do.

It's OK, it's a bit of a glitch.

Any news?

I'm still waiting, Ken, but I'm sure we'll
get the iron lung.

That'll mean a lot to Dr Omeron.

Yes, it certainly will.

You're keeping our friend Harper at bed?

Well, he's not been nosing around.

Well, he's quite busy at the moment.

I'm hoping we can keep him even busier.

Ken, haven't you got a cousin that runs
the taxi business?

Aye, Josh, well, he's chairman of the taxi
association.

Yes, that's what I thought.

Mr Harper is going to be contacting every
taxi firm in the area.

He's looking for a quote on a job, hospital
transport, a sort of long-term contract.

What do you mean?

Well, the details are unimportant,
but it's the

sort of thing that
could be quite lucrative.

Drivers might be tempted to put in a
competitive quote.

Now, it would be very helpful to the
hospital if nobody's quote was,

um...

well, shall we say, too competitive.

I saw you'd like them to be a little on
the high side.

Well, I don't suppose there's any real
chance of that there.

I'm in.

I'm taking an hour out.

Gotta make a couple of calls.

OK.

Oh, you won't forget about Mrs Lyons,
will you?

I know.

Asthma attack.

At least I'm too early for a gin and tonic
and, um, a chat with that dog.

I'm really not in the mood.

Lizzie says she was a bit shaky and, uh,
you know what she's like with that inhaler.

She never got it with her, so just make
sure it's handy, will you?

OK.

School's out.

I was getting away from the kindergarten
for a bit of peace.

Well, enjoy what you can for another five
schools in this afternoon.

How's it going?

Another two days.

I'm sorry about the girl.

Yeah.

It's going to be a long haul for the
parents.

We'll all spend a lot of time telling them
it's not their fault.

They'll spend a lot of time not believing
it.

I don't know what it's going to do for our
doctor-patient relationship.

Maybe you shouldn't tell them it's not
their fault, then.

So I tell them that it is?

From what I've heard,
they made a decision

that played a part in
their daughter's death.

It's not that simple, but it's there.

They have to come to terms with it.

It's not really your business how it's for
them.

At the moment I feel none of it should be
my business.

A deep and philosophical reflection on your
life or just feeling sorry for yourself?

A walk?

A walk.

See you tonight.

Are mum late?

Well, I guess we all are just now.

Sorry.

What for?

Your arm.

Your girlfriend.

Just tell her I'm a child of the universe
and it's the age of Aquarius.

Afternoon.

Mrs Lyons.

Stop the overall.

Did Mrs Lyons go out?

The car's here.

It's just she called the hospital and it's
her asthma.

I can't get an answer.

Is it an emergency?

Well, I'm sure it's not.

I just need to see that she's all right.

Right.

I'll be down here.

Okay.

If it is an emergency, just give us a
shout.

Mrs Lyons.

Stop the overall.

I'll call her the key.

Mrs Lyons.

Mrs Lyons.

That's it.

That's it.

Oh, yes.

You got a good, good, good boy.

Can you all take your please?

Just off.

Get ready for the doctor.

Okay, good girl.

I'm in.

I'm sorry to disturb you,
but I wanted to say I

got in a bit of a panic
earlier with my asthma.

But it's cleared up.

I've told Lizzie her perception.

I'm sure she'll catch Dr Ormerod on his
calls.

Well, you really didn't need to come to
the hospital.

Oh, my friend Dolly was coming anyway.

She dragged me into a
meeting of hospital friends about

transport for parents and children,
for vaccination.

I think she's quite right.

Well, I won't keep you.

You look a lot happier.

Even if you don't think you do.

Smile, an everlasting smile A smile can
bring you near to me

I'll file those for you.

Thanks, Lizzie.

Do you like surprises?

What?

I love surprises.

Makes me go all romantic.

And you never know when a surprise is just
round the corner, do you?

No.

It's not that I haven't faced death
before.

Even with young children.

It always hits you hard.

I guess the day it doesn't, I should give
up and drive a lorry for a living.

But it's different here.

I know these people.

I knew Denise.

I treated her for earache.

A sprained wrist when she fell off her new
bike.

First time that it's hit.

It's hard.

And it's like...

It goes on, doesn't it?

Patrick and Jane Barry steal my patients.

What's happened is a part of that now.

Why is that a problem?

Well, maybe it's just that I'm not good at
all that.

I mean, in a general hospital.

They walked out through the door and you
never saw them again.

Well, thanks for putting it like that.

How would you put it?

Horses for courses.

So, you're a lousy GP because you feel too
much.

Wow.

Who's the child of the universe now?

If I pay for this, would I get a bit less
sarcasm?

No, self-indulgence always gets the same
treatment from me.

Lucy, it's not all about me.

If I can deliver as a hospital doctor,
that's fine.

I think I can.

I even think I'm good at it.

But I have to deliver different things as
a GP.

If I can't, I don't see what self-indulgence
is about asking the question.

The people it's going to affect are my
patients, right?

Better, anyway.

Real questions.

You're out of the wallowing phase.

Ah, Mr Harper's pulled his finger out,
has he?

No, he's still on the phone.

We drove down there and picked it up.

I signed his name on the phone.

So what he's doing, he's already done.

We saved him a lot of time.

Well, actually, I would much rather he
didn't.

In fact, you might not get around to telling
him that the vaccine is already here.

Well, we rarely seek him out, Mr
Middleditch.

You'll surprise me.

Now...

How about the taxes?

All right, yeah, well, he'll get the same
figure from everyone.

In fact, he's already been onto me cousin
about a guideline price.

Mr Harper felt it was a little bit on the
steep side.

Oh, dear.

Well, I think I've got a little surprise
for Mr Harper on that score, too.

On the iron lung?

Iron lung.

Ah, yes, yes.

Now, look, it's all arranged at last.

You'll drive up to Madleskirk,
St Columbus, this evening,

but you'll bring it back late tonight,
very late.

That way, there's no danger of our friend
being here.

He has to sleep sometime, I presume.

Well, we're not quite sure.

I can't hear you, Doctor.

We're still full of kicks this end.

Lizzie, I've got a bit of a problem.

And there's a sort of buzzing at yours.

Yeah, it is like a growl.

A growl is what it was.

You'll have to say it again.

Where are you?

Right, all the children from St Joseph's.

Form a line, please, and follow Staff
Nurse Taylor.

Who did you want to talk to, Doctor
Omerod?

Come on, quickly.

What sort of dog?

The breed is, frankly, beside the point,
Lizzie.

I can't get out.

I need someone to find Mrs Lyons.

Sister, I've got Doctor Omerod on the
phone.

Yes, please.

Doctor Omerod.

He says he's in a woman's flat with a big
dog and he can't get out.

What should he do?

Lizzie, I don't know what you're talking
about.

I haven't got time to find out.

I still haven't got the book informed,
Doctor.

Your hotel.

For the surprise?

I'm sure it's fine, Lizzie.

She doesn't know.

She's got no idea.

When I mentioned a surprise earlier,
there was no reaction, you know.

But the hotel is confirmed.

I've got the details here somewhere.

It's a lovely place.

It's all romantic.

Well, it is.

Doctor, are you ready for these children
now?

On my way.

Lizzie, can you hear me?

Oh, no, Doctor Omerod.

Doctor,
whether I was wondering where you

are,
she says to say it was snowed under here.

Lizzie.

In words of one syllable.

I am trapped here by a large dog.

I need help now.

I've got Doctor Omerod.

You best talk to her.

I've got Doctor Omerod on the phone.

He's got a problem with a dog.

I think it must be the same one as before.

I thought you'd gone for a call.

Not an afternoon off.

Well, it's not funny, Jill.

I've been here for an hour.

He's gone.

He's gone.

He's gone.

This is a surprise.

It's years since I found a strange man in
my bedroom.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I'm covering for one of the Ward sisters.

I'm sorry I can't stay.

Don't worry, I'm fine.

You seem very down.

I've just got a bit to think about.

Well, I'm only going to be sitting on the
Ward.

If you want to talk.

I've been thinking too hard.

Maybe it's just a bit of self-indulgence
Lucy accused me of.

Well, I'm glad she knows what it is you're
thinking so hard about.

She certainly haven't told me.

What does that mean?

Well, do you need a degree in psychiatry to
have a chat with you about your troubles?

Still, it's not Lucy Klein's only
qualification, is it?

I have apologised, Dr. Ormrod.

It was an unfortunate sequence of events.

I was at the hospital, I spoke to the
receptionist.

I'm sorry you didn't get the message.

What else can I say?

The fact that I ended
up trapped in your flat

for an hour is really,
really beside the point.

Is it?

It seems very much to the point.

If your ego is
bruised... This...

This isn't a peculiar kind of
entertainment, Mrs. Lyons.

The truth is, you call us out too much.

Now, sometimes there's a reason, and
sometimes, to be honest, there just isn't.

But we don't know.

And because we don't know, I had to get
into this flat just in case.

You really are very angry.

I'm a doctor.

I don't like wasting my time.

Well, I won't waste any more of your time.

I'll be a great deal more careful about my
asthma attacks in future.

I know you have problems of your own,
Dr. Omrod.

Probably a lot of your patients' problems
seem trivial by comparison.

That's not what I mean.

I'm sure you don't.

But that doesn't mean it isn't true.

Things have been taken Put your mind on me
What are we going to do now?

I'm pretty glum.

What?

Keep quiet.

Mr. Harper.

Working late, hot Kirk.

Well, time to target for Norman.

Grim reaper.

I see.

And this is what passes for a coffin now?

Well, cutbacks.

Isn't it on the big side?

Well, it was a big lad, wasn't it,
Alan?

Aye.

Very big.

You see, I think that's what did for him
in the end.

There's a lesson for us all.

Carry on.

Hello.

Hello.

Look, I don't know where you got all that
codswallop.

It doesn't look like codswallop from where
I'm standing.

I was talking to Lucy about the Barrys.

About how to handle them.

It's difficult.

You know how they must feel.

Oh, come on.

That's not quite true, is it?

She's a nice woman.

You get on with her, that's fine.

But I suppose I get a bit.

When you shut me out,
when something's hurting

you or worrying you,
you don't even tell me.

How am I supposed to feel?

I wouldn't mind.

But the woman has the neck to make me feel
guilty at the end of it all.

Gordon, I know you far too well.

I know that you're giving me the soft
version of what you said to that woman.

You cannot shut out what is happening to
Caroline and what's happening to you.

I think that it is colouring the way that
you behave.

I don't think that you'd normally have told
that woman that she was wasting your time.

Even after I'm running with that dog.

I want to be careful about taking on Mrs.
Lyons.

She has a way of getting inside people.

She did it to me the other week and I
really wasn't expecting it.

Oh, what about?

Oh, nothing.

Just...

things.

Us?

Yes, all right.

Well, that's mainly what I've got running
round inside my head, isn't it?

So...

She knows.

No, she doesn't know.

She just has a way of making me look at
myself.

I don't.

Do you remember when we first went out?

That first night?

You told me why you wanted to work here.

In this kind of hospital.

I... I don't remember what I said.

I do.

And it's why I fell in love with you.

I have got things to talk about.

Things about what I'm doing.

Working here isn't as simple as I thought,
that's all.

But I wanted to get things together so
that it wouldn't ruin the weekend.

What weekend?

Well, it's a surprise.

It was.

Still is, most of it.

You've been talking to Lizzie too much.

She did help me organise it.

Organise what?

Oh, no, there are rules.

Wouldn't be a surprise then, would it?

How we feel isn't measured by what we do
or what we don't do.

I've fallen in love with you, Jen.

It's the same for you.

I haven't known that for a long time.

I don't even need to say it.

It's just there.

Nothing can change that.

Not now.

It's too late.

I'm saying it is more.

It's a lot more.

I just... wish... I don't think I
can take any more wishing today.

What is?

What isn't?

I can't change any of that.

All I do know is that...

I need you.

Now.

Don't tell me it's not the same for you.

Oh, I'm already late.

It's not my fault.

It wasn't me who made us stay in bed
another half hour.

Hotel of the Two in Grotsby.

This is Lizzie Charity.

Honey gully, honey gully.

Country music is really fine.

But make it honey gully with them all the
time.

Gosh, when?

That's the thing.

Honey gully, honey gully.

Don't get me fainted.

We don't wanna
think of it all the time.

We have to keep it secret, Gordon,
because of the ever-present Mr. Harder.

And obviously I didn't want to let you
know until everything was in place.

It's been difficult to know how to help
Caroline in any real way.

But now, at least,
we can... I, uh...

I don't know how you did it.

My old pal, Jerry Stembridge,
was happy enough

to give the health
authority one in the eye.

I know how hard this must have been.

Oh, it wasn't really.

When things happen in our lives,
in the lives of our friends,

I'll leave you to it.

Are you collecting the car today?

I am.

Do I get a ride in it?

Or everyone's gonna want to.

I wanna get in the queue first.

I'll tell you what.

If you can get off at lunchtime,
you can come with me.

You did guess a great deal in that hotel.

I'll be there.

Mr. Middletown,
I've been told a major new item

of equipment has been
brought into this hospital.

An iron lung?

The Royal is not an iron lung hospital.

This is in clear breach of health
authority decisions.

And as for the expenditure...
There was none.

It came from the Cottage Hospital in
Matleskerk.

St. Columba's.

It cost absolutely nothing.

Hospitals can't just make
private arrangements

about shunting the
authorities' property around.

Oh, I should think not whatever next.

But you see, it doesn't belong to the
authority.

It belongs to the Cottage Hospital Trust.

And they have very kindly lent it to us.

While you're here, Mr. Harper,
about that scheme for providing transport

for non-essential patients,
the elderly and so

on,
you mentioned something about a taxi firm.

I'm still working on it.

I've got some preliminary figures in.

How much will we save?

It's certainly a lot less
than what it's currently

costing for the
ambulance you'll be losing.

I'm sure I can get it lower.

But about this iron lung... A
good response from the taxi firms?

I'm hoping to cast the net wider.

The local taxis came in at a very...

uniform figure.

Surprised, really.

And rather more than I'd expected.

You might like to look at some figures
that I've come up with.

It's the same sort of idea, really.

But this figure says zero.

That's right.

It can't cost nothing.

Actually, it can.

I met the committee of the Friends of the
Royal last night.

And they're going to provide a permanent
roster of volunteers with their own cars.

They were delighted to help.

Incidentally, I've sent this scheme up to
the health authority.

I think it's probably best that they see
your figures and mine together,

don't you think?

I said, hey!

Hey!

This is the thought I'm telling you.

Hey!

Yeah!

Be that girl you're talking to.

You may take her hand.

I think you're doing fine.

But bad news fell in.

What do you think?

I'm sorry she's mine.

We've got the car.

Hotel button grass meter for the weekend.

All you've got to do is pack.

So, you're going away for a few days,
are you, to see your cousin?

Tate, what are you doing here?

You dropped this this morning.

Hotel and grass meter.

For two.

Mrs. Lizzie Cheriton.

I just missed the Cheriton then,
eh?

No.

Dr. Cheriton.

Well, that's something,
because he's going to

need a doctor by the
time I've finished with him.

Put Dr. Cheriton down now.

I booked it for Dr. Cheriton and Nurse
Taylor.

But they must have got it mixed up with me
train ticket, you big chump.

It's true.

By the way, I didn't set out to talk to
Lucy.

She broke the subject
and I suppose it was

easier to talk to someone
I didn't really know.

Someone I hadn't heard what a great GP I
thought I'd make.

And it's because, well, what you believed
about me, it means too much.

Oh, come on.

If we can't talk, it's like you think I
couldn't understand.

It's not very fair.

No, I'm sorry.

So, what do you feel now?

Like I've had some of the stuffing I've
done and like I needed to.

I'd have laughed if anyone told me I got
some romantic idea about medicine.

But maybe there's just a little bit of
truth in it.

Does that help you?

It does.

It makes me feel I should get on with
making sure I'm a better GP.

And if the worst things get to me at times,
well,

I'll have to look on that
as an occupational hazard.

No.

It's all part of being that good GP you
are.

That's why people trust you.

Because they know you care.

Come in.

Walking wounded.

At least he was until about ten minutes
ago when he couldn't walk anymore.

Seems it's his foot, Doctor.

Bit of an infection.

I was wondering if you would have a look
at it.

Well, I think I would go to the surgeon
that operated on it.

It's pretty shoddy work.

It is rather painful.

I'm sure it is.

Right, well, best have a look at it then,
hey?

I suppose there is no way that we could
keep this to ourselves.

Just between the three of us.

No.

Not a cat in hell's chance.

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