"Right." "That's me done." "Just a minute." "No." "Last night it wasn't just a minute." "Same again this morning." "I've got stuff I really need to do." "The bloody generator's packed up." "Well, if you hadn't tried to cut corners by hiring this heap of junk..." "Cut corners?" "You know how much this is costing me." "No, I don't." "And I've really got to go." "And there he goes." "Walking away." "Leaving me to do it all on my own." "Can't even spare five minutes for his old man." "Now, that's my boy." "Louisa?" "Yes." "What time is your taxi coming?" "Ten." "Right." "Erm..." "My first patient's here." "Yeah." "It's gonna need to be completely stripped down and overhauled." "Well, how many hours is that gonna take?" "The party kicks off at 12." "Hours?" "More like days, Dad." "I can't afford to hire a new one." "Look, what if we run some cables from the restaurant and power everything up that way?" "I don't know." "You risk overloading the circuit." "What's life without a little bit of a risk?" "Come on." "I've really got to go." "Oh, yes." "Your big business presentation." "Yes." "Fitting holidays for the tourists." "Yes." "Well, I just don't get it." "Well, luckily, it's Ruth I'm pitching the idea to." "Ten minutes." "That is all I'm asking to get those cables up and running." "15 at the most." "Now, come on!" "Chop, chop!" "Time's a wastin'." "Well, I can't exactly remember when it was." "It was a long time ago, I can tell you that." "And it was before my sister come up to stay." "Before you noticed that thing there." "I just can't concentrate." "I can't concentrate on my horses..." "Doctor?" "Er...roll up your sleeve." "My what?" "Your sleeve." "Shoulder." "You'll need two more shots over the next couple of weeks." "Why?" "Because if you don't..." "Ah!" "..you will get rabies." "What?" "Your inoculation." "I didn't come here for an inoculation." "I came here because of my headaches." "What?" "Are you sure?" "Well, of course I'm sure." "Er..." "I suggest you take 1,000mg of paracetamol twice a day." "Keep warm, plenty of fluids." "Is there any pain behind your eyes?" "No." "It's my head." "Head-ache." "Hence the bloody name." "I didn't come here to have you stick things in me." "The inoculation is quite harmless." "Some patients report side effects." "A mild fever, rash, vomiting." "You should be fine." "Oh, thank you, Doctor." "Thank you very much (!" ")" "Excuse me, please." "Please!" "Erm...have you got everything?" "I think so, yes." "I can..." "I can drive you to the airport." "Well, my taxi's outside." "You've got surgery." "Bottles." "Sorry?" "The baby bottles you rinsed and left by the sink upstairs." "Did you pack them?" "Actually, no." "You take James." "I'm sorry about all this." "I'll call you when I get there." "Yes." "And remember..." "Keep hydrated." "Try and stretch your legs during the flight." "I will." "Thank you." "I'm sorry." "You hear that, Doc?" "It's a crackling, wheezing noise." "Oh, here's me meant to be singing in the Braddock Folk Festival next week." "Who's gonna want to listen to that?" "Stop coughing!" "Doc?" "Ruth!" "I think she's gone up to the farm, Doc." "Thanks for your help (!" ")" "Tosser." "I've run all sorts of tests." "Blood pressure, blood sugar, blood levels." "ECG, routine MSU." "Nothing shows up as abnormal." "Unless I'm missing something." "Oh, for God's sake, Martin." "This isn't a medical issue." "You must know that." "You loved being a surgeon, didn't you?" "Yes, I did." "And yet you developed a psychosomatic reaction against blood, which meant you couldn't continue." "And you loved Louisa." "Yet you shut down and shut down and shut down, until you pushed her away." "No." "I didn't want her to go." "Well, why did you let her leave?" "Why didn't you stop her?" "I couldn't." "Because you don't believe you deserve her, do you?" "How could she love someone like you?" "That's what I think you believe." "It's my understanding... that hemophobia generally has its roots in some sort of childhood incident or trauma." "That doesn't apply to me." "I had a healthy childhood." "Physically, maybe." "But I watched you grow up... ..and I remember a vulnerable and sensitive four-year-old boy." "And I remember a six-year-old who'd all but shut down because of the remoteness of his father and the coldness of his mother." "Do you really want to be with Louisa?" "Of course I do." "Then you must change." "It's your choice, Martin." "Anybody can change." "You'd have to work hard." "Harder than most." "If you're not willing to do that..." "then leave the poor girl alone." "I saw Louise leaving this morning." "Yes." "She had bags." "That's right." "You're just lucky I'm here for you." "Why are you here?" "Do you really want to talk about that now?" "Yes." "Very well." "I erm... ..I made mistakes, Martin." "I said some very unpleasant things the last time I saw you." "I just want to apologise." "And your father had things he wanted to say as well." "Such as?" "That he loved you." "He just wasn't able to say it." "He had plenty of opportunities." "Why didn't he tell me himself?" "He wanted me to tell you." "I suppose he knew he was running out of time." "What, he told you before he died?" "Yes." "At the hospital." "You said he had a stroke." "Yes." "Followed by complications." "That's what the doctor said to me." "My father told you these things when he was in hospital for the last time?" "He was so proud of you." "He was sorry he never told you." "But he told you?" "Yes." "He told you as he lay there having suffered from a stroke so severe it was about to kill him." "And he made himself understood?" "It was very important to him." "His speech wasn't slurred or garbled?" "No." "Not that I recall." "Remarkable." "Quite unlike any stroke I've ever heard of." "Perhaps it wasn't a stroke." "I was confused." "It could have been his heart, Martin." "His heart." "A cardiac arrest?" "Well, they did that thing with electric paddles." "No, they didn't." "You made that up." "You made this whole thing up." "It was how he felt." "He just wanted me to reassure you." "So you decided to lie to me?" "For your benefit." "Not for my benefit!" "I have no home to go to." "Your father died and left hardly any capital to speak of." "I see." "I need some money, Martin." "Just enough to buy a small apartment in Lisbon." "Maybe...300,000." "200,000?" "I don't think so." "You would see me homeless?" "Destitute?" "Cast out in the streets?" "Of course not." "Thank you." "I wouldn't see you." "I'd have no further contact with you at all." "You always were an awkward, strange little boy." "I didn't think you spent enough time in my company to realise." "Not surprised your wife walked out on you." "You better get used to being on your own." "I have a patient to see." "Please make sure you're gone by the time I get back." "Sorry I'm late, Ruth." "Had a bit of a problem at the..." "At the restaurant." "It's all right." "Take a moment." "Catch your breath." "So..." "How do you want to do this?" "Well, I presume you have an idea and a business plan." "So I believe it will be best if you talked and I listened." "Yeah, right." "OK." "So, er..." "Right." "Look at this farmhouse." "Look at it." "It's lovely and everything, isn't it?" "But it's doing nothing." "What if it wasn't?" "What if it was doing..." "bed and breakfasts?" "Buffet lunches." "Unique opportunities." "Well, hardly unique." "There are hundreds of bed and breakfast places." "The vast majority of them not situated in the middle of nowhere." "That's not the unique part, Ruth." "It's the lake." "The one that you've got on your land." "That's what's going to give us the edge." "Get your wellies." "Fishing." "Right?" "It's very popular." "What percentage of people do you think fish each year in the UK?" "I don't know. 15%?" "Right, well." "It's actually slightly less than that." "But it's still a lot." "It is the biggest participant sport in this country." "And a majority of them do course fishing." "Lakes and streams." "Now, there are some figures on that... in these...papers." "Now, you've got a lake... ..and you've got a river, flowing through your land." "Different environments and different fish diversity." "I'm sorry." "Which pages are those figures on?" "Erm..." "Yeah." "Er..." "I think..." "I think I left that one at home." "But..." "Or perhaps the dog ate it." "I don't have a dog." "I know you don't." "Oh, right." "Erm...but the figures that really matter... are here." "See, you could offer the lake." "You can offer the river." "Bed and breakfast up at the farmhouse, a cook-what-you-catch barbecue in the evenings." "Please, join me." "I can drop the rest of those figures off later if you want." "I don't think that will be necessary." "Right, OK." "I just want..." "I want you to know... that this... is a good opportunity." "Not just for me, although, obviously for me." "But for you as well." "I'll get back to you later." "Right, OK." "Just..." "You know..." "Fish, Ruth." "It's the future!" "* Long dark hair" "* Crooked little smile" "* She slipped away *" "It's open." "Oh." "You." "Could you unbutton your shirt, please?" "Why?" "I need to listen to your chest." "Breathe in." "Breathe out." "Cough." "You've got bronchitis." "Most cases clear up in three to four weeks." "I won't prescribe any antibiotics unless it gets worse." "You could do yourself a favour." "Drink plenty of fluids." "Avoid caffeine, alcohol." "Stop smoking." "Well, I've been meaning to kick the habit." "I would like to erm... ..apologise for not giving you a proper examination before." "It's all right, Doc." "Word gets around, you know, about a certain someone... ..leaving town." "Right." "Yes." "I've actually started writing a song about it." "Do you wanna hear it?" "No." "How you doing?" "All right?" "It's nice to see you." "How are you?" "Are you having a nice time?" "Have you got everything you need?" "* RICK ASTLEY:" "Never Gonna Give You Up" "Help yourself over there." "It's all free apart from some of the wine." "Are you on duty, then?" "Yes." "I am on duty." "I am a member of the New York City Police Department." "The largest municipal police force in the United States." "Right." "Good for you." "Who are you?" "Me?" "I'm just a failure, me." "Nope." "I don't get it." "In fact, I don't get any of your costumes." "Fancy dress." "Did I tell you that?" "Whoops." "Must have been confusing it with some other thing." "Yes." "I'd like to book a flight to any southern Spanish airport." "Any time from first thing tomorrow morning." "'Any airline preference?" "' No, I don't care." "'Will you hold, sir?" "' No, I won't hold." "Go on, then." "What happened?" "You know that feeling when you're talking, and you're aware that you might be talking rubbish?" "But you can't seem to stop yourself." "Pretty much that, then." "I'm sure it wasn't that bad." "You weren't there." "So, how did the big meeting go, hey, boy?" "Erm...maybe now's not the best time." "Never you mind." "Actually, I do mind." "Cos I spent all that time helping you and I should have been working on my pitch." "I did warn you that maybe it wasn't your best idea, but don't you worry, I'm sure we will come up with other ones." "This wasn't for us." "There was no 'we'." "Well, I assumed it would be like " "You assumed wrong." "Some of the guests are saying that the food is cold." "Oh, I must have forgotten to plug in the hot plates." "I don't know where my head is these days." "Humph." "I'm surprised anyone would like to work alongside me." "'Hello." "Can I help you?" "'" "Er...yes." "I'm trying to book a flight to Spain." "I've already given my details." "'Oh, OK, sir.'" "'What was your name again?" "'" "Dr Martin Ellingham." "'Can you spell that, please?" "'" "E-L-L-I-N..." "'Hello?" "' Doesn't matter." "Radiology." "The scans for Louisa Ellingham." "They were only checked before the gadolinium was added." "'What?" "' You've missed a left parietal arteriovenous malformation." "Who is this?" "'Dr Ellingham, Port Wenn.'" "Just a minute." "I'll get the scans up." "I need to know if I've been sent the wrong scans by mistake." "An abnormal connection between the artery and the vein, can you see it or not?" "Right." "Yes, I can see it now." "The patient's been taking anticoagulants." "If this isn't operated on immediately... she could suffer a brain haemorrhage." "We'll contact them straightaway." "No, I will." "She's on her way to the airport." "I hope not." "The change in cabin pressure could start the bleeding." "I am very well aware of that." "Martin?" "Louisa." "Just listen to me." "Don't get on that plane." "What?" "Martin, we've been through this." "No, Louisa, you don't understand." "It's vitally important that you do not get on that plane." "Please, this is not helping." "Louisa!" "Martin, I've got a headache and you're making it worse." "Can I just please speak to you later?" "Look, just listen..." "This is Dr Ellingham from Port Wenn." "I need a theatre and full surgical team prepped and ready for the repair of an arteriovenous malformation." "'This evening?" "' No." "One hour." "'We'll be ready.' Thank you." "What the hell do you think you were doing?" "!" "Me?" "You're the one doing a boy racer up the high street!" "Let me have your van." "I need it." "You've got your own fancy car." "It won't work now the airbag's been deployed, it's an emergency!" "You know what, Doc?" "I haven't got time for all this!" "I'm not gonna stand for it!" "I'm drawing the line here!" "Yes, you've told me you want a request, but you haven't told me what song you actually want." "Just something where you can hear the words." "I'll see what I've got." "Thanks." "Now I remember why I stopped doing these things." "Most impressive, Caroline." "Get out of the way!" "Penhale, I need your help." "Guess what I am." "What?" "Guess what I am." "An idiot!" "I need your help!" "Your car, come on!" "Out of the way!" "A bite to eat, Dr Ellingham?" "Ooh." "Falafel?" "Ooh." "Oh!" "Where are we going?" "To the airport." "Somewhere nice?" "No, not really." "What, France?" "Just get in and drive." "Morwenna, have you seen Al anywhere?" "He's down on the beach." "Wait..." "Just give him a chance, hey?" "I beg your pardon?" "I know maybe this morning didn't go so well." "But I just feel that if someone gave him a chance " "I appreciate that the two of you are involved, but I base my business decisions on business reasons." "I'm not involved with Al." "Oh." "My mistake." "I apologise." "Well, that was weird." "Yeah." "But then again, she is a psychic." "Psychiatrist." "And they can just look at people and sense things about them." "Things that the person might not even know about themselves." "Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's still a psychic you're talking about." "So, there's six million..." "Sorry?" "Over six million people in the UK have gone fishing over the past two years." "Fresh water, sea water." "And you're quite right, we would have access to both." "I did my own research." "So...you might be interested?" "There's a catch." "Oh." "You don't want to go into business with me?" "Oh, no, your figures held up very well under close examination." "No, your spelling, now, that's another matter." "So what's the catch?" "Well, I don't want to be bothered with the day to day running of it." "Guest problems and issues." "But if you're willing to accept that, then we are, as you would say, on." "Really?" "Oh, ha-ha-ha-ho!" "Thank you, Ruth." "Thank you." "What speed are you doing?" "Right." "Sorry, Doc." "I'll put my foot down." "That's not what I meant, actually." "What time's their flight?" "One o'clock." "Cutting it short." "Hold onto your hat." "Dad." "Still not working." "Do you want me to have a look?" "No, no, no." "I've got this." "I don't always need your help, you know." "Ruth has agreed to go into business with me." "Hey!" "That is wonderful news!" "Yep." "Because I've been thinking about the name." "Large, Large and Ellingham." "What about first names?" "Bert, Al, Ruth." "BAR." "BAR Fishing Holidays." "No, Dad." "I don't think you understand." "This business is just Ruth...and me." "And I think you've forgotten how easy it is for your old man to wind you up." "Seriously?" "That wasn't funny." "There'll always be a place for you here." "As much as I hate to say it..." "I hope you never need it, hey." "Come on." "No." "Come on." "Yeah, that's it." "I need those ribs, Dad." "Get on down there and celebrate your good news." "Now, this power is going on one way or t'other." "OK." "Cheers." "Cheers." "Do you want to chat?" "No." "Er...yeah." "Any chance of getting that power back on sometime in the next decade?" "Dad's on it, yeah." "Not much of a party without music, is it?" "Finally." "Took your time!" "* TAKE THAT:" "Relight My Fire" "Ooh." "Yeah!" "Right." "Let's get this party started!" "Yeah, we need an ambulance, please." "She's not breathing." "No pulse." "Port Wenn beach." "Louisa?" "'No, it's me, Doc.'" "Caroline just got a massive electric shock off the microphone." "I don't think she's breathing." "Did you call an ambulance?" "Yeah." "They're going to be 20 minutes." "You need the defibrillator kit." "There's one in the lifeboat house." "Send someone to get it." "In the meantime, start CPR." "Right." "Oh, God." "Just do it, Morwenna." "OK." "Right." "Just stay on the line, Doc, please." "Defib kit." "Lifeboat house." "No, I should be doing this, please." "I'm a pharmacist." "I know what I'm doing." "If Dr Ellingham knew I was still here, he would have recommended me." "Back off, you nutter!" "Thank you." "Louise?" "What are you doing here?" "I decided it was time to move on." "So you're going home?" "Yes." "Well, Martin begged me to stay, but..." "Port Wenn is so small." "May I say, well done." "For what?" "Well, for this." "It isn't easy, but you're doing the right thing." "It's not quite that simple." "He's not going to change, you know." "You deserve a better life." "Sorry, is that Martin's clock?" "Technically, it's his grandfather's." "What, he just gave it to you?" "Yes." "He has his moments." "Sadly, they're few and far between." "Is it really that hard to say something nice about him?" "Just for once." "If my honesty offends you, I apologise." "Well, if we're talking honestly..." "I don't like you." "I don't think you treat Martin very well at all." "Not even phoning your own son to tell him that his father had died." "I think you should be ashamed of the way you act towards him, actually." "So says the woman who is running away with his son." "I don't know what I am doing, Margaret." "But I do know it's none of your bloody business." "Right, got it." "OK, Doc." "Al's back and he's bleeding." "I sort of had to break a window." "Switch on the AED and put the pads on her chest." "There should be a diagram showing you where to put them." "Yeah." "All right." "Er..." "OK, Doc, hang on." "They're doing it wrong." "No, they are not." "What's your problem?" "Let them get on with it." "Dr Ellingham is relying on me." "For God's sake, Sally." "Move back, people." "Give them some space." "Yes, move back." "Give them some space." "All under control, Doc." "You need to press the button." "Button." "OK, Doc." "It says 'shock advise'." "Right, you need to shock her." "Make sure everyone stands clear." "Move." "Everybody, back!" "She's breathing!" "Good." "Keep her comfortable." "Make sure her head's tilted up, so she doesn't swallow her tongue." "OK, Doc." "I'll go and get a blanket and a pillow." "I'll get some blankets, too, Dr Ellingham." "What's happened?" "You got an electric shock from the microphone." "I think your heart stopped beating." "Amateurs." "Ow." "Ready to board you now, madam." "Erm...sorry, yep." "I've got a boarding pass here somewhere." "I think that's it there." "In your hand." "Oh, sorry." "I didn't see it." "One of those days, hey?" "You could say that." "Hey!" "You can't park there!" "I need to get onto the one o'clock flight to Malaga." "It's already boarding." "I'm not travelling," "I need to get a passenger off." "You can't board without a ticket." "I don't need a ticket - I'm not flying." "I need to get a passenger off." "You need a ticket to get through." "All right." "Well, give me a ticket." "I can't because checking has closed." "I'm not checking in!" "Boarding pass, please." "I don't have a boarding pass." "I need to see somebody urgently." "Check-in gates are in the main hall." "I don't need to check in." "Then you are not getting on a plane." "I don't want to get on a plane." "A patient of mine is on a plane and they require urgent medical attention." "No." "I haven't heard any reports." "Just let me past." "I'm gonna ask you to step back, sir, before I call the police." "They're already here." "Let this man through." "It's an emergency." "You're a policeman?" "Yes, I am a policeman." "But it's my day off." "I'm going to ask the two of you to move back before I call the real police." "This man's wife needs urgent medical attention." "If that plane takes off, she could die." "Do you want that on your conscience?" "Knowing you could have saved a life, but didn't?" "Because you're an officious little man who refused to listen?" "Well, I suppose I could go with him." "That's better." "But you're staying here." "Come on, then." "I need to see my patient." "Martin?" "Let him through." "Out of the way." "Louisa!" "You have to get off this plane." "Martin, don't do this." "You have an arteriovenous malformation." "What?" "Give me your wrist." "It only showed up on the later scans." "Abnormal and weakened blood vessels in your brain." "It could lead to a bleed." "Oh, God." "Have you felt any headaches or stiffness?" "Yes." "It's like nothing I've ever felt before." "It's like it's just getting worse." "It's possible the bleeding's already started, brought on by the stress, probably." "What does that mean?" "It means we need to get you to a hospital as soon as possible." "Come on." "OK." "Quickly." "Coming through." "What's gonna happen to me?" "They'll perform an operation called an embolisation." "It's an injection into the brain." "They use a sort of superglue to seal the blood vessels." "It's a bit like having a filling in your tooth." "But it's...it's in your brain." "Ow." "Get her straight to theatre." "Right." "James." "I can look after the little 'un, Doc." "You go on in." "Do what you're good at." "Take him to Ruth's." "She'll look after him." "Good luck." "Good." "I'll be one minute." "Ah." "I'm Mr Westmore." "I'll be erm...doing the operation this afternoon." "Of course." "You don't have an issue with me assisting, I take it." "God, no, I'm actually..." "I've read your paper on vascular anomalies." "It's really quite a masterpiece." "What are the four most common types of vascular anomaly?" "Erm...infantile..." "Hemangioma." "Yes." "And..." "Congenital..." "Granuloma?" "I presume you're referring either to congenital hemangioma or pyogenic granuloma." "Right, yes." "Yes, silly me." "Could we talk outside?" "Yes, I suppose so." "You seem nervous." "No." "Well, a little." "Your reputation precedes you and it's intimidating, I suppose." "I keep thinking, what if I make a mistake (?" ")" "Could you step inside here, please?" "Why?" "Don't ask questions." "Oh, is this one of those reassurance exercises?" "Imagine the cupboard is somewhere safe and warm." "No, it isn't." "Dr Ellingham?" "Dr Ellingham?" "Mr Westmore won't now be joining us." "I'll be conducting this procedure." "Could you come and help me finish scrubbing up, please?" "That's it." "Right, I think we're ready to start now." "How are you feeling?" "A bit fuzzy." "That'll be the pre-med." "You have a very large head." "What?" "It looks like a full moon." "It does." "It's quite nice, really." "Thank you." "Do you actually own any swimming trucks?" "I beg your pardon?" "I don't mean like those thong things." "Like proper, proper trunks." "I don't understand." "Cos I thought you were coming to Spain earlier." "When I saw you on the plane." "And there are beaches there." "The weather's very, very hot." "And people wear flip-flops and everything." "Oh, you would have hated it." "I was going to come to Spain." "No." "Yeah." "I didn't come after you just because of your condition." "I was trying to buy a ticket." "I think..." "I think I need your help." "If you need my help to perform an operation, we're really in trouble." "I don't need any help with this operation." "I've done it seven times before." "But I've never been married before." "I don't seem to be very good at it." "I want to learn... ..because I'd like to be much better at it." "You tell me that just before you slice my head open." "I'm not going to slice anything." "Or whatever the technical term is." "Don't worry." "You'll be fine." "I hope so." "This is serious, isn't it?" "Hm." "Cannula." "Erm...could you hold that, please?" "Thank you." "Get that bin changed, would you?" "Catheter." "Are you OK?" "Yeah, thanks." "I'll get you a little something to eat." "No, I'm fine." "A drink?" "No, really, I'm fine." "Tea?" "I'm really fine." "A sandwich?" "Sorry, do you know if my husband's around?" "I don't think so." "The surgeon's gonna stop by and see you, though." "Talk of the devil." "How are you feeling?" "My head hurts." "I'm a bit tired, but better than I expected." "You can probably go home later on today." "Right." "I mean...you won't be flying anywhere for a while." "I'm not saying you have to come home." "Martin, you know, this doesn't change anything." "I know." "I don't want us to go back and pretend everything's fine." "I know." "Or to fall back into the way things were." "I agree." "I don't want that either." "OK." "I'll let you get some sleep." "Martin?" "Yes." "Thank you... for coming after me." "You're my patient." "And you're my wife."