"'We were moving from a time of guessing, 'of old wives tales and superstition, 'to one of statistics, 'data." "'Suddenly, everything seemed to have a price, a weight, a value." "'Life, and even death, 'began to be measured 'in percentages and probability.'" "Ta-dah!" "Hot off the press." "Is that the health report?" "I feel a drum roll is in order." "Well, shall we see how we've fared?" "I thought it might at least be the new James Bond novel." "Far more exciting." "Patrick Turner, GP, licensed to practice medicine." "And secret agent Shelagh Turnova, save Poplar from ill health and disease!" "That's it, ladies." "If we want to reduce, we must keep moving." "And make sure you all have enough room." "No injuries tonight, please." "That's it!" "And everybody sitting." "Bottoms firmly on the floor and arms up." "And arms down." "And now we raise our legs as if we're pedalling a bicycle." "Keeping the arms moving." "And pedal and pedal..." "Sorry, Miss Franklin, my bike's got a puncture." "You may dismount, just this once, Mrs Buckle." "And pedal and pedal... 36 deaths from neoplasms of the lung." "Patrick, that's cancer." "It makes the timing of my chest clinic rather relevant." "Hopefully we can put right some of the damage of Poplar's bad air." "Bad air?" "Do you read the Lancet?" "They say smoking causes tumours." "One school of thought, Tim." " Supported by the Government." " Thank you." "We're also better at diagnosing these days." "In itself, that appears to lead to an increase in numbers." "Oh, not here, Nurse, not in front of the gents." "It's my you-know-what." "Take a seat, Mrs Cadman." "It's got to stop." "We can't have women too embarrassed to hand over samples because men are present." "I'm rather more disappointed at being given urine as a gift." "I think the men are quite a comfort to their wives." "Well, they're no comfort to me." "Er, gentlemen, we're short of space." "If you'd repair to the corridor." "Please come through, Mrs Dawley." "Can you manage, my dear?" "Today, if you would, Mr Dawley." "I was hearing about how the baby shouldn't sleep on its back in case it gets sick, and it got me to thinking, what would make it sick?" "Oh, there are lots of little things." "All babies get gripes and upsets." "Such as what, Nurse?" "Have you had a little look at the pamphlet I gave you?" "I misplaced it." "I'll get you another one." "But, wind, overfeeding." "They're very common, Mrs Dawley." "You mustn't worry." "But who do I telephone?" "If it does get sick." "Us, Mrs Dawley." "Any time, day or night." "Even if you have plumped for a hospital delivery over us." "Because they keep you in for ten days, till they're quite sure you're ready to be at home." "And till they're sure baby's ready too." "You and baby will be a pair." "You'll be ready together." "That's the spirit." "I can feel the pounds falling off." "Oh, well, you always were an optimist!" " Do you reckon I could sign up?" " Oh, yeah!" "I could get myself a new vest." "Look at this, look, look, look, look..." "Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, Fred." "All right?" "Oooh!" "Oooh, no!" "Oh, I can't move." "It's my back, oh dear, ooh!" "You do that beautiful." "Sir's mum always did the flowers." "It's where he got his love of incense and whatnot." "Oh!" "What do they say these days?" "About baby?" "I don't quite know, not got to it just yet." "Sir says I'm to come each day when the baby's here." "Keep the house the way it's always been." "Something so small can't make so much mess, can it, Mrs Dash?" "Oh, that little scrap's going to be the biggest thing that ever came into your life." "I better get on now, Mrs Dawley." "What a gentlemen you look." "It's not too elaborate, the waistcoat?" "I'm hoping the church on Isherwood Lane will take my incense." "Did you drink your milk?" "Pint and a half a day for the calcium." "Mother swore by it." "And I'm fit as a flea." "Even at this grand old age." "Whatever you wish." "Mrs Dash says she's to come more often." "You don't mind, do you?" "I like her coming." "It's company." "You spend too much time with me and Mrs Dash." "A pair of old slippers when you should have dancing shoes." "Who else would tell me stories?" "Tell me where frankincense came from, or the myrrh oil Christ was washed in." "I'm blessed, Roseanne, with you." "And now our child." "Now very slowly straighten up." "Oooh!" "Aw, ow!" "It's a nasty spasm in your back." "We'll need something flat and strong, ideally a door." "Can't you just give her some pills?" "To go under the mattress." "We need to keep the back supported." "Now rest and aspirin, and perhaps some Mentholatum ointment when the pain has subsided a little." "What kind of door?" "Any door." "Handle on or off?" "Mrs Buckle will be lying on it, not opening it, Fred." "Not my bathroom door." "We may be married but I do still have my dignity." "So, rest over night then, Doctor?" "Mrs Buckle, you will need to rest for a week, perhaps two." "A back spasm is a warning shot." "We ignore it at our peril." "But I've got the shop." " And it must wait." " Oh." "O..." "L..." "L...d..." "B..." "B..." "O..." "Bot..." "Oh!" "Ohh!" "Ooo." "Not yet." "Please." "I'm not ready." "'The pain!" "Oh, help me!" "'" "Mrs Dawley?" "15 Lyntall Street." "I have you." " Now try to breathe, Mrs Dawley." " It hurts so much." "The midwife said three weeks, but there's water all over my settee from... down there." "Is there someone with you, Mrs Dawley?" "No." "No, there's no-one." "I'm alone." "Ohhh!" "Now breathe through it..." "I'm going to stay on the telephone till it's passed." "Then I'm going to come straight to you." "We're all right, Mrs Dawley." "Now, is the front door unlocked?" "My spare's under the mat." "Please come." "I'll be with you in five minutes." "Stay exactly where you are." "We've been caught out in terms of the rota." "Everyone's on rounds and Mrs Dawley's three weeks early." "Now, you're simply to answer the telephone." "If a patient calls, go straight to the maternity home for Nurse Mount." " Are you clear?" " Crystal." "Now, go." "Our consumption of milk has run away with us since you arrived." "Your bones must have the strength of oxen." "I do like a milky brew." "Don't fail me now." "Ooo ow." "Ooo, ooo, ooo, aah!" "Sorry, sorry!" "Oh!" "You going to be all right on the settee?" "Yes, course I am." "Now, if you need anything at all, you just ring that bell." "I'm on call." "I'd kiss you if I could move." "Ow!" " Nonnatus House?" " It's Roseanne Dawley." "Where's the midwife?" "She said she'd be here." "Midwife's on her way, Mrs Dawley." "she'll be with you any moment now." "Oh, Lord, help me." "Feels like I'm going to burst." " I can't hold on." " Oh, cripes." "Sister Monica Joan?" "I need you to fetch me a midwife." "We are quite alone." "And you are simply to answer the telephone." "I need you to go to the maternity home and fetch Nurse Mount." "I am not to be trusted with clinical matters." "We have an emergency." "Please fetch a midwife." "I shall go at once." "Midwife's on her way." "I'm going to stay on the telephone with you until she gets to you." "There's no need to worry, Mrs Dawley." "Oh, God help me." "I'm bleeding." "Help me!" " Think, Busby, think." " Help me!" "Listen to me now, Roseanne." "I'm right here." " Now, I need you kneeling down." "Can you do that?" " Yes." "I'm scared." "I'm so afraid." "Don't be." "Everything will be all right." "Ohhh!" "It's all right, Roseanne." "You're doing brilliantly." "Wait for the contraction to pass." "Try and breathe through it." "Ohhhh!" "Look, can you reach a towel or a blanket, anything like that?" "There's nothing." "Help me." "Help me." "Where is she?" "You said she was coming." "She should be here." "Midwife is coming." "She's on her way." "Now, I need you to take off your cardigan, or anything loose you have on." "Baby will need it." "Ahhh!" "Something's coming out." "Oh, God." "It's coming." "Roseanne." "Breathe." "We need to slow baby down." "I need you to breathe very gently, little breaths." "Do that for me now." "Roseanne, this is very important." "It's to protect baby." "Now breathe!" "You're doing so, so well, Roseanne." "That's it." "In and out." "Very gentle now." "I can't do this." "I can't have this baby." "You're doing brilliantly, Roseanne!" "Focus on your breathing." " In and out." " Arghhh!" "In and out." "Roseanne?" "Talk to me." "Let me know you're still there." "Roseanne?" "It's out." "It's not moving." "Is baby breathing?" "Why won't it move?" "I need you to take hold of baby." "Careful because he'll be slippery." "Do you have him?" "Do you have baby?" "Wipe his mouth." "We need to remove any fluid." "Do that now." "Baby won't move." "It's me." "Oh, God, I'm done for." "Rub baby's back." "Good and firm." "Now, Roseanne." "Right away." "Good firm, rub, now!" "I've ruined it." "Roseanne!" "Rub your baby now." "Come on, Roseanne." "Baby needs you." " It's not working." " Keep going." "Keep going till your baby breathes." "Come on, Roseanne." "Keep him warm, hold him to you." "Midwife's coming." "Roseanne?" " Boy or girl?" " Girl." "I've got a little girl." "Midwife, Mrs Dawley." "I'm so sorry." "Well done, Roseanne." "Well done." "I'll take it from here, Nurse Busby." "Thank you." "You've been so brave." "Look what you've managed." "You're a mother now, Roseanne." "Nurse Busby." "Without your quick thinking and calmness, today may have ended very differently." "I only did what you all do every day." "The difference is, we've been trained for it." "I was a bit rusty but those obstetric lectures never really leave you, do they?" " Not if you were taught by Mr Slade." "If they could bottle that man we could do away with gas and air." "A more numbing fellow you couldn't find." "It's been ages since we had a BBA." "Born Before Arrival - of a midwife." "BBB" " Born Before Bicycle!" "Wretched things, I don't know how you manage them." "Well, that's telephone duty sorted out." "I'll be washing my hair and reading magazines from now on." "I have to admit, it's a lot more rewarding than male surgical." "I have always assumed the results of the male organ to be more rewarding then the organ itself." "To Nurse Busby." "We could not wish for a more trusted reserve." "Nurse Busby." "This little thing that we've created is so entirely perfect." "I know what my mother meant by not fully knowing love or fear until she had me." " Fred!" " Oh!" " I've spilt my water!" " Coming, my love." "Although strictly a volunteer helper, I'd hope to see my good work reflected in this week's pocket money." "I'm sure you would!" "Thank you for coming." "We know for some of you it took a great deal of effort." "This is Dr Turner's first chest clinic for chronic pulmonary and bronchial conditions." "Hello, Mr Philips." "To help you manage with a little more comfort at home." "And open wide, please." "Postural drainage, where the head is lower than the lungs, is a simple but effective way to dislodge mucus when it gathers in the lungs." "(I didn't agree to this.)" "(Think of it as a return on your pocket money.)" "You may also supplement this treatment with what we call "percussion"." "Well, Mr Jeffries, the bronchodilator has increased airflow to your lungs by 20%." "I'd say that was worth coming in for." "Let's try again." "This little lady grows hungry." "I've tried." "She doesn't want me." "Perseverance, with a little help from Mssrs Grin  Bearit." "I want her on the bottle." "That way I'll know when she's had enough." "Try again, dear." "Baby will grow so much stronger from what you can give her." "My mother swore she could tell which babies had fed at the breast and which at the bottle." "Might I trouble you for a cup of tea, Mr Dawley?" "Babies aren't an exact science." "A mother must trust her instinct." "Then I should like her on the bottle." "That way my husband can help with feeding." "She settles so much better with him." "Would you take her please?" "Mr Phillips, I want you to reconsider radiotherapy." "For your cancer." "Your consultant at the London offered you it and you've refused." "Will it cure me, Doc?" "It will improve the quality of your time, and there's every chance it will extend it." "Frank, you have a wife, young children." "Jean's young enough to find someone else." "I won't leave my kids memories of a sick man getting sicker." "Your time will be better with treatment." "I thought you asked me here to give me a cure for this cancer in my lungs, something to make it better." "Hope, Frank." "It's the best thing of all." "Says the man who's not dying." "I've made my peace." "Dr Turner." "Good morning!" "You make a very handsome butler." "I make a very handsome haberdasher-er." "No, not the shop, Fred." "You wouldn't have a clue about haberdashery." "We are a nation of shopkeepers, Mrs Buckle." " It's in our blood." " But you..." "The matter is closed." "Hello, ladies." "Yes, your eyes do not deceive you." "It is I, Fred Buckle of the Buckle establishment." "And Mrs Buckle?" "Attending to other business." "Now, how may I be of service?" "I've a fitting." "Smashing." "Remind me of what kind of fitting?" "Brassiere..." "Oh." "I'm here for me monthlies." "Monthly what?" "Er, er, erm..." "One moment, ladies." "Fred, I've only got a half day off." "I'm going on my rounds later." " Half day's perfect." "Don't apologise." " I'm not." "This is Miss Gilbert, my assistant." "She'll be attending to your more, um, "personal" needs." "I'm on buttons, zips and collars." " Assistant?" " A very senior one." "♪ East is East and West is West" "♪ And the wrong one I have chose" "♪ Let's go where I'll keep on wearing those frills" "♪ And flowers and buttons and bows" "♪ Rings and things and buttons and bows" "♪ Don't bury me in this prairie" "♪ Take me where the cement grows" "♪ Let's move down to some big town" "♪ Where they love a gal by the cut of her clothes" "♪ And I'll stand out in buttons and bows... ♪" "If you choose this fabric, you can have a dress exactly like your mother's." "Two peas in a pod." "Mrs Dawley, my goodness you should be resting at home." "I wanted to come for the cover for the pram." "My husband put by one in pink and one in blue, for whichever we had." "Of course, as long as you promise to go straight home." "Put your feet up, long as you can." "You won't get another holiday from mothering, dear." "We heard about you, Mrs Dawley." "Takes some guts to manage how you did." "It's worth it though." "One day, you'll be standing in this shop, proud as I am today." "You'll look at your little girl and you'll see yourself." "You'll show her the way, Mrs Dawley." "How is baby, Mrs Dawley?" "She's perfect, Miss." "Well, she'll look it in this." "Now, home, please, Mrs Dawley." "Your husband has settled already." "Well, bye-bye." "I've had a telephone call from James McAdam." "He's carrying out a postmortem at the Chest Hospital today and thought I might be interested in attending." "Gosh." "James knows how to show a chap a nice time." "He always was a little macabre, even when we studied together." "But he knows about our clinic and thought it might be educational." "And you're welcome to join us." "It's very kind, but on this occasion, I politely decline." "You're more than welcome, Mrs Manley." "What a team, eh, Nurse Gilbert?" "We're like a well-oiled machine." "I was thinking more Laurel and Hardy." " Ah, I don't suppose you're available tomorrow?" " No." "How about lunch hour?" "No." "Mrs Dawley?" "You still get queasy, Pat?" "I don't know what you mean, James." "The coronary arteries were blocked." "And he had lung cancer." "Good God." "I've only seen them in text books." "Tar and tumours." "From those bloody cigarettes." "He was 45." "Smoked since he was 15, by all accounts." "So you may want to tell the patients in your clinic, no bronchodilator or drainage technique will clear this up." "I went back, but she'd gone." "Then you should have telephoned the police, Mrs Dawley." "I knew she'd be safe." "The people in the shop, they were so... kind, so full of goodness." "You make it sound as though leaving baby was a choice." "Hello?" "They're a sight, aren't they, Nurse Crane?" "My two beautiful girls." "They are indeed, Mr Dawley." "You must be very proud." "Might you settle her down for us?" "You shan't say anything to Denis, shall you?" "I must ask you, Mrs Dawley." "Are you frightened of your husband?" "No, Denis is a gentleman." "He treats me like a princess." "This was his mother's house." "He said no other woman would ever live here, and then he met me." "And he lets me live here like the lady of the house." "Me!" "You ARE the lady of the house." "Tell me what happened today." "I got muddled." "Forgot meself." "I never meant to put her at harm." "I want the best for her, Nurse." "Having a baby is a terrific upheaval." "Stop." "Think only of yourself and your little girl." "And be patient." "You've the rest of your life to get the hang of it." "Mrs Dawley, is there anyone, a close friend or a female relative, who could come and visit until you feel more settled?" "Yes, but it isn't necessary." "I shall see you again tomorrow." "It's about presence and keeping calm." "And yes, it was busy, nonstop to tell the truth." "But I thought to myself, "Fred, you may be sailing this ship alone" ""but you're sailing it for Vi, and we must weather the storm."" "My hero." "Hm." "Would you help me down to the shop tomorrow?" "I've got to put my stock order in." "Of course, my love." "And I'll fetch your overcoat." "Because hell will freeze over first." "You are resting!" "Anything needs doing, you let your hubby-dasher-er do it." "Well it's got to be done first thing." "It's all in the book by the till." "Hubby-dasher-er!" "Hm!" "I worry that the traumatic birth has put Mrs Dawley in a peculiar way of thinking." "There was something rather lost about her in the shop." "A sort of sadness, as if she would've preferred to have stayed in there with us." "Could it be a touch of the baby blues?" "She's yet to forge a link with baby." "That much is apparent." "I don't think Mrs Dawley ever fully believed she was pregnant." "I'll keep a weather eye on her." "Do you think we might try gathering a little pace?" "I should like to devote what's left of my evening to Spanish." " What in God's name are you doing?" " Nothing." "Don't give me "nothing"." "The damn thing's still alight!" "Oh, Tim, no." "You're smoking?" "My son, my 14-year-old son, is smoking?" "Kenneth Parker smokes." "He's six weeks younger than me." "You are on thin ice." "If I ever catch you with a cigarette again..." "You'll what?" "Light it for me?" " While you are under this roof, you will..." " Patrick!" "Go on, Dad." "Tell me why I shouldn't smoke." "You said yourself, "Cancer's just a school of thought."" "If you don't care, then why should I?" "There." "That's better, isn't it, my little one?" "Hello, my love." "Which do you think?" "The pink or the white?" "She's still perfect, in't she?" "Because she's from you." " Why can't you see what I see?" " Cos you don't see what's real." ""Trust in the Lord with all thine heart" ""and lean not unto thine own understanding."" "I'm not real!" "You are to me." "You will be to our daughter." "All she will ever know of you is this." "That's what's real!" "That's what's perfect." "The pink or the white?" "(Whichever you think best.)" "He'll come round." "He just needs to cool off." "I'm giving up." "Do you hear me, Tim?" "I am giving up." "Do you promise?" "Yes." "With all my heart." "So I never want to see you with a cigarette again." "Now, you promise me, Tim." "Put your hand on your heart and you promise me." "I promise." "You are my only son." "My only son." "And I never, ever want to lose you." "Would you rather I were here today?" " I can put off my meeting." " Please, go to your meeting." "You don't seem yourself, Roseanne." "You haven't since her birth." "I am, Denis." "I'm quite myself." "I shan't be no different whether you're here or not." " Have you thought any more about a name?" " I don't have your imagination." "We'll find one." "When we know her better." "One that captures a sense of her." "You'll think of one that fits her best." "It's the only way." "A clean break." " Well done." "I'm proud of you." " Exactly." "If we're giving up, we simply have to bite the bullet." ""We?" I thought YOU were giving up?" "Both of us." "I promised Tim, this morning." "But I smoke so little, it surely can't matter." "One or two a day?" "Well, Shelagh, they're coffin nails." "Lethal, every one of them." "Keep Freddie at your side." "Every time you think of taking a cigarette do something else with your hands." "I fear there may be quite a lot of frogs, Patrick." "Would you bring me Mr Phillips' notes when you have a moment?" "Hello?" "Anyone at home?" "Hello!" "There, there, there." "What's this?" ""Can't make baby safe." ""Please forgive me"." "Oh, don't you fret, we'll find your mummy." "Yes." "But there must be something you can do?" "I, I'm only a couple of hours late." "'Her order's always on time.'" "Yeah, I, I know Mrs Buckle is never late with her order but I'm not Mrs Buckle." " 'Sorry." "There's nothing I can do.'" " Look, I'm begging you for a favour!" " 'Goodbye.'" "Hello?" "Hello?" "I used to visit the Blue Angel Jazz Club." "Did you work there, Mr Phillips?" "I was the brawn on the door." "Took the punches." "Threw a few, too." "I don't believe you've no fight left." "Not here for the pictures, then?" "When it comes to it, you will beg for one extra minute with your family." "Trust me." "Please." "Take the radiotherapy." "You can call me at any time..." "Hello, Dr Turner." "What you doing here?" "Er, he just dropped in to tell me, give up the fags." "Hello, Mrs Phillips." "Could it help him?" "Could it give him... a bit more time, Doctor?" "None of that now, Jean." "Expect you'd like some tea." "Hold her for me, Frank." "You haven't told her, have you?" "That you have a choice." "It ain't no choice." "I'm dying." "You could live longer and better." " That is a choice." " Used to call me her movie star." "We had the real ones in the club." "She never looked twice at them." "That's how I want her to remember me." "How I want my kids to." "And what about what they want?" "Oh, hello, Nurse Crane?" "I wasn't expecting to see you?" "Where's Roseanne?" "Mr Dawley, if we put our heads together I'm sure..." "Nurse Crane, your concern is most appreciated but there's really no need for it." "My wife will have gone to her mother's." "Yes!" "Now I think of it, she mentioned she might visit." "Where is her mother?" "The Isle of Dogs." "It would be better if her mother came here." "Is it something that comes to all mothers?" "That sacred bond between mother and child?" "I have no doubts." "I only fear she does." "Hard work makes a mother." "We like to think something magical happens at birth." "And, for, some it does." "But the real magic is keeping on when all you want to do is run." "Do you have children of your own, Nurse Crane?" "That wasn't a path set out for me." "The Lord gives us what we need." "Not always what we want." "I tend not to rely on the Lord, Mr Dawley." "Will you telephone me as soon as your wife gets back from her mother's?" " Might I beg a favour, Mrs Turner?" " Of course." " Mrs Roseanne Dawley." " Oh, yes, how..." "How are she and baby?" "She's upped and left what by all accounts looks a perfect life." "Would you have a glance at her notes, see if there's anything that may indicate any difficulties?" " Certainly, Nurse Crane." "I'm worried she may have got herself into a bit of a pickle." "Ah, she registered two years ago." " Mm-hm." " First visit was to confirm pregnancy." "Previous notes?" "Could they be under her maiden name, Lakey?" "Ah, there's nothing for a Roseanne Lakey." "They must still be with her previous doctor." "Find them for me, Mrs Turner." "Quick as you like, please?" "Should you telephone the police?" "I think perhaps I shall have to." "♪ When the evening shadows fall and a lovely day is through" "♪ Then with longing I recall... ♪" "Roseanne?" "Roseanne?" "♪ The years I spent with you. ♪" "I'm so sorry." "Please excuse me." "♪ Mamma, solo per te la mia canzone vola... ♪" "Rosie Lakey." "All right, Nel?" "I didn't know where else to go." "What is it, girl?" " Has he given you a hiding?" "He never looked that type." " No." "No." "Denis ain't laid a finger on me." "Rosie, this don't make no sense to me." "What are you doing here?" "It's different now." "How?" "When he don't lump you or treat you bad?" " Why are you walking out on it?" " Cos I need to be good enough." "So very, very good for that life now, and I ain't." "It's a charmed life you've been living if you've got time for thoughts like that, I tell you." "Can I stay, Nel?" " You can always stay." "Didn't I promise you that?" " Mm-hm." "I managed to track down Mrs Dawley's medical records at her previous surgery from before her marriage." "I don't know why we didn't have them." " And, am I right to be worried?" " Yes, I think perhaps you are." "You said she'd gone to her mother's." "But the notes show" "Roseanne contracted several childhood illnesses from the Newman Home For Girls." "A home for orphans and abandoned children." "So we can take Mother out of the equation." "There were another set of notes." "Roseanne was seen by a prison doctor." "She was in Holloway for soliciting." "So, what now?" "Back on the game, that the plan?" "I do what I do to feed my kids." " You think I'd do it if I had a choice?" " It's what I know." "You never believed in luck, did you?" "I don't want her growing up like me." "You think I'll have that for my Cath?" "Nel, I didn't mean it of you." "I'll die before she goes on those streets." "I take those men, those filthy sods, and I save every shilling." "Cos my girl's going to have a better life." "She's going to be proper." "I haven't got your strength, Nel." "I go back to what I am." "You forgot didn't you?" "My order." "I tried, I tried so hard." "But I'm no good, Vi." "I'm just a chump who's let you down." "I'll talk to them." "I'll tell them that I messed everything up." "Out my shop, Fred." "Now, please?" "At last!" "Aw, thank God you're back." "Have you got my order?" "Orders will be late this week but we'll do our best to get them in, you have my word on that." " What was you thinking leaving him in charge?" "He ran himself ragged getting nowhere fast." "I thought you'd know that already about Fred Buckle." "He offers you the world and gives you Chrisp Street." "I mean to say, he tried, but you can't run a shop on good intentions, can you?" "Don't he know this shop's the only thing you've got?" "It's not all I have, Mrs Cadman." "But it is mine." "And I would like you to leave it." ""Toot sweet", as my Fred would say." "And, by the way, I'm very fond of Chrisp Street." "All right, Turner, let's get this over." "The research indicates that lung cancer is increasingly common in patients over 45..." " Tea?" " No." "...who may present with little or no symptoms." "Then it's a wild goose chase." "An impressive challenge we have neither the resource nor stomach for." " Good God, just the cost of it." " The cost is a lot less than treating lung cancer in its late stages." "It's very simple, Mr Stephens." "I don't want to see lung cancer as the biggest cause of death in Poplar in five years' time." " We gave you your chest clinic." " For one morning!" "I am talking about a clinic twice a month, for a whole day." "In a larger premises." "Well, my surgery can't meet the demand." "I'm not simply talking about lung cancer, but emphysema, bronchitis, pleurisy." "The chronic manifestations of all of these could be partially managed by me at the clinic." "And who would tend to your clinic in that time?" "I was coming to the subject of a locum." "Why is it that every time you come in here I get a headache?" "Must be the air." "I get one too." "Put it out, Jim." "You know people are calling them coffin nails?" "One clinic." "Once a month." "Half a day." "I need some help..." "I'll send someone straight away." "Nurse Crane, we've had a telephone call." "A Mrs Tanner asks you go to her, she's in Limehouse in the St Saviour's building." "Mrs Dawley's with her." " Thank you, Sister Winifred." " I hope the poor woman's all right." "I couldn't help overhearing your conversation with Mrs Turner." "Prostitution leaves many scars." "I've seen that at first hand." "Would you come with me, to St Saviour's?" "I think Mrs Dawley might find you a comfort." "I'll get my coat." "You." "You alone will have the stars as no-one else has them." "In one of the stars I shall be living." "In one of them I shall be laughing." "'And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing 'when you look at the sky at night." "'You, only you, will have stars that can laugh.'" "All I wanted was to be old enough..." "to leave." "There weren't no kindness in the Newman Home." "If there was an opposite to kindness, it was in that place." "No-one there who was just for me." "I'd dream God was my dad cos of what the Bible says." "God the Father." "So I'd go to church, pray to Him for a miracle, to be loved." "And then I met Denis." "My miracle." "My kind, wonderful miracle." "He brought frankincense to the church." "They call it perfume of the sanctuary." "It was sanctuary." " You say that as if it were past." " It was never meant for me." "The Newman Home was meant for me." "Me and all the girls who weren't wanted." "The girls that couldn't be kept." " It's not the same." " It is when you're six and you finally know no-one's coming for you." "Denis looks at me." "And he don't see what they all saw." "Them grown-ups who'd come to the home and look straight through me." "You had a wretched start and there was nothing you could do about it." "We don't choose to be unloved by those who should love us." "You didn't choose to be abandoned, Roseanne." "But you did choose to go to your church, to talk with Mr Dawley." "Look what happened when you began to choose." "How can I show my baby the right path when I never took it myself?" " I ain't fit to raise that child." " You are." "My mother's parents threw her out." "She did anything she could to feed me, to try and get me shoes to wear." "I didn't see how that broke her." "But I wish, oh, I wish so much she were here now so I could put my arms round her, tell her she's good and strong, and the bravest woman I ever knew." "Shame will keep us in all kinds of prisons if we let it." "And it will keep us from those we love, and who love us." "Your little girl wants you." "Don't abandon her because you were abandoned." "Mr Phillips?" "How can I help?" "Get me into the London, doc, fast as you like." "I will beg, borrow and steal every minute I can get." "We'll take you in as soon as we can." "Thank you, doc, making me see sense." "Let's get her settled upstairs, Mr Dawley." "There we are, that's the ticket." "Look how well she's taken." "I think that's a smile." "Denis, she's smiling at me." "It does indeed look very like a smile." "I have a name for her." "It's come to me." "Like you said it would." "Faith." "After you." "For seeing in me what I couldn't." "Faith." "Always." "Hello, my Faith." "See, she doesn't stir." "She knows she's safe." "She knows she's loved." "Oh!" "Ow." "Oh." "Fred!" "You may be a chump, but you're my chump." "I don't care about the shop." "It's what I had when I didn't have anyone." "Look at us!" "We've met so late." "We haven't brought up little 'uns together or huddled for warmth when we couldn't afford to pay for the gas." "None of them things that bring folks close." "But you did all you could when I needed you." "I wish we'd met earlier." "I wish we had more time together." " Promise me one thing?" " Anything." "You are never setting foot in my shop again, Fred." " Ooh!" " Ooh, sorry!" " Not too tight!" "Did you hear Dad's got the clinic?" "I knew you'd do it." "Did you try my psychological approach?" "Yes." "As you suggested, I asked for double what I needed, ended up with half, which was what I wanted." " Psychology, Tim?" "This is all rather new, isn't it?" "I've been reading up on it for years." "Preparing myself for the great game of life." "Sometimes for people to make the right choice, you must first show them the worst choice." "You never actually smoked, did you?" "Hey, Sis." "They're going to be around for a long time to come." "Isn't that the best news?" "The rate I'm eating biscuits, I shall be needing a new dress." "I've a good mind to take it out of your pocket money, Tim." "You can both have every shilling I have." "You're my world." "I don't know what kind of a man I'm going to be after the radium." "I don't want to be a greater burden on you." "Oh, Frank." "Can't you see I'd take every burden in this world for every day we have with you." "'Moments and hours." "Shillings and pounds." "'Calculations and graphs." "'No matter how complex or how comprehensive, 'figures tell only a fraction of the stories of our lives." "'In its simplest form, one plus one has always equalled more than two." "'It makes a whole.'" "I heard this year's funds wouldn't stretch to taking the old folk to the seaside, so I thought I'd bring a bit of the seaside to them." "I think shorts are a very practical choice for a camping holiday." "They're not amusing in any way at all!" "I'm a bad mother, Sister, and I was punished." "Walking into doors is never a good sign." "And getting them to tell the truth is always difficult." "Help me!" "Please!" "'She looked as if she'd been attacked by an animal.'" "Ladies' safety is at risk." "I'm sorry, I know you're only second on call but something distinctly odd has happened." "♪ One thing would still be true" "♪ My heart reminds me I love you. ♪"