KNOCK ON DOOR
Hello? Hello? Oh. This is a wonderful day, Doctor.
What do you want?
Well, I thought if you could put these outside the surgery,
the village will know you're back and ready for action.
No, thank you.
I'm Max. What?
Wait a minute!
Max Foreman. I'm meant to be here.
Sorry, Martin, this is the agency receptionist
I was telling you about. Max Foreman. Welcome. Come in.
Well, why didn't you say?
Er, the computer. I'll give you the password.
We keep the patients files stored alphabetically in that cabinet.
You'll be dealing with Dr Ellingham's patients
and my clients. I'm a child counsellor.
Right. Got it. No problem.
Ever worked in a doctor's surgery before?
No, my last job was a hotel receptionist.
This is probably way easier, though.
KNOCKS ON DOOR George?
Are you home?
George?
What's all the noise about? That's the question, isn't it?
I've had a complaint from the neighbours.
Said they heard a lot of shouting in the middle of the night -
woke them up.
And they also said it wasn't the first time.
Yeah, right. Probably the telly.
I had it on loud cos of me hearing.
What's happened to your head? Bumped into bathroom door.
It's still bleeding. You might need stitches.
Worse things happen at sea. But we're not at sea, George.
Now you've got me worried. Come on.
I'll take you to the docs. You're a bloody do-gooder, you are.
Is that the lot? One more.
Here, I reckon that shower block will be finished
by the end of the week.
It's a lot of work. All in hand, boy.
Might even be open by the weekend. Oh.
Where are you this week?
Er, on The Platt. Next week, Wadebridge food festival.
Here, I don't mind if I do. Hey! First rule of catering -
don't eat the profits.
That's James Henry dropped off at school.
I'll just take Mary for a little stroll to get her settled.
Thanks, Janice. Sorry, it's just a bit chaotic,
with Martin's first day back and everything.
I'm happy to help. By which I mean, I'm happy cos you're paying me.
And because I had to come in extra early,
you're paying time and a half so... I'm happy.
See you later. Bye.
Oh. Can I help you?
Yes, a cup of tea would be great, thanks. Milk and two sugars.
Well, the kettle and the teabags are over there.
But it's, er, it's nine o'clock. That's right.
The surgery opens at nine.
Oh, that's not a problem, I left the door open.
That's definitely a problem.
Are you open yet?
Er, this way, come on.
HUBBUB Excuse me, coming through.
Who are you? Where's Morwenna?
OK, who's first? Is the doc seeing folk yet?
I've been here about ten minutes. Are you first? Yes.
No, I think I'm first. I've been here for about ten minutes.
People, people it's an emergency.
It weren't an emergency. It were all a fuss about nothing.
What's going on out here?
Quiet!
Where's the first patient? The police officer.
Well, not me. It's George Upton here.
Right, come through.
What? Patient notes. George Upton.
Under U, not G.
PHONE RINGS
And get that telephone.
Yep? No, no, no. "Portwenn Surgery, how can I help you?"
What? "Portwenn Surgery, how can I help you?"
That's how you answer the telephone. Not "yep".
Portwenn Surgery, how can I help you?
They've gone already. Oh, for...
Can you take off your hat, please?
Do you need a bowl, Doc? You know... for the old...
I'm fine.
Oh. You're better now? Yes. Thank you.
You can go now, Penhale. Right you are, Doc.
It's good to have you back.
And, George, either turn the TV down or get some headphones.
How did it happen?
I bumped into the bathroom door. Right.
Well, it's clean now.
I'll give you a tetanus injection and then I'll butterfly the wound.
Do you live alone? Since my wife died.
But I can look after myself. Hmm.
Have you ever thought about assisted-living?
Somebody to come in once a day, make you a meal, do a bit of cleaning.
Oh, a busybody? No, thank you.
Anyhow, I'm downsizing, somewhere smaller.
I noticed from your records it's been a while
since you had a thorough health check.
When you come in to have this wound redressed,
I'll run some tests. Whatever happened in the old days
before all this emphasis on health checks,
and tests and examinations?
People died. All day long. Shoulder, please.
I wouldn't say I was a receptionist. More a manager type thing.
I basically run this place.
Of course, it's just a stepping stone to bigger things.
Hmm, well, I hope you don't forget us little people
when you get all successful.
Maybe you should give me your number then. You know, just in case.
You could get it from my file.
That would be unethical.
Also, I haven't figured out the filing system yet.
See you next week, then, Doctor Ellingham.
Mrs Ellingham. She's not a doctor.
George! Are you all right? Oh, it was just a bump in the night.
Oh, I was so sorry to hear about Winnie.
Oh, thank you.
And thank you for the flowers. She would've loved 'em.
Gah, she always complained I never bought her any.
And don't forget to register your new address with the receptionist.
You're moving?
I've got my eye set on a sea-view bungalow.
I put my place on the market with the Trappett girl...
Wait, what time is it? I forgot, I should be back there.
She's coming round to... size the place up.
Excuse me, coming through.
Rose, now Doctor Ellingham's back,
we're in the little room on the left.
Wait. You're here to see Mrs Ellingham?
Every Tuesday, yeah.
I didn't know she was one of yours. One of my what?
You know...
My clients are vulnerable and sensitive young people, Max.
Exactly. Dodged a bullet there.
Next patient? Hang on, I know this one.
That's me. Go through.
Come on, get organised.
Notes.
PHONE RINGING Answer the phone.
I do, but it keeps ringing again!
Hello, Portwenn surgical, can you help me?
Right, I am off to West Cliff House.
Oh, erm, do you want me to go with you?
George was a good friend of Grandad's.
Yes, good idea. He can be a bit grumpy, that one.
I've always found him to be quite pleasant.
It's a funny old game.
I've been working on him ever since his wife died.
He seemed determined to stay and then just last week,
he changed his mind.
Married for over 40 years.
I can't imagine what it must be like to be on your own again after that.
Utter bliss, I'd imagine.
It's a shame his wife didn't die sooner,
when the market was a bit more robust.
Did that sound bad?
It did, didn't it?
Come on then, we're gonna be late. Um...
I just felt dizzy and like I was gonna be sick.
I had to sit down until it passed.
Normally, I wouldn't bother to come here,
but it's happened a few times in the past week...
140 over 90. It's quite high.
Any changes in your lifestyle in the last couple of months?
My uncle gave me a flatbed truck.
No. That doesn't count.
No, see I, er, I started my own business with it.
Folk need stuff shifted or cleared out? I'm your man.
Eric's Take Aways.
I know, it's a terrible name.
It was supposed to be "take away your rubbish" or whatever,
but, you know, now people keep calling up for fish and chips
or a curry.
I'll take some blood,
run a haematology and biochemistry profile.
Come back in a couple of days for the results
and if your symptoms get any worse, tell me.
HEART BEATING
Sharp scratch.
You all right there, Doc? Yes.
You chat with him and I'll start measuring up.
OK, boss.
Mr Upton, how are you?
Still alive, mostly. Morwenna.
What are you doing here? She works for me.
Oh. My condolences.
You been in the wars, George?
Oh, a little bit of a tussle with the bathroom door.
Don't worry, I won.
Come in. Thank you.
Ah, right, here we are.
Right. Let's get to work.
What you doing?
I am just trying to show your home in the best light.
Oh, how's the boat?
Oh, unfortunately, I had to sell her.
Oh, that's a shame.
Ah, she didn't get much use any more.
Last time I took her out was before...
Well, before Winnie passed.
You must miss her a lot.
HE CHUCKLES
Sometimes it's like she's still here.
It'll be tough to move, leave all those memories behind.
Or a wonderful opportunity to take those memories with you
and start a new chapter.
I'm sure that's what your wife would have wanted.
Aye. Wiring's a bit dodgy.
I wasn't aware there were issues with the electrics.
It comes and goes, you know.
I'll put that on the list of things to fix.
Whoa. Whoa. I-I get hay fever. They're fake.
But I'm glad you think they look real. That is very reassuring.
Thanks, Doc. It's good to have you back. Yes.
What are you doing? Stop that. Get up.
Sorry.
It's just, my back's giving me gyp.
How long's it been bad?
Since the weekend. I-I think I injured it playing football.
Maybe pulled a muscle or something. Hey...
maybe you could take a look with you being a doctor and everything.
What, no... Pull your shirt down! Come in early tomorrow morning.
I'll look at it before surgery. Thanks, Doc.
See you tomorrow, then.
I think I did pretty good for my first day.
Well, how did it feel to be back at work?
Erm, yes. Yes, it was good.
BABY CRIES She needs changing.
What do you think of Max? He's an idiot!
Well, you've said that about every receptionist you've had.
He was thrown in at the deep end a bit, wasn't he?
It does get pretty cramped with both of us working here.
Well, that's no excuse, is it?
Do you know West Cliff House?
West Cliff? Hmm.
Yeah, it's George's house. You know, the patient you had in earlier.
Well, he's selling it. Maybe we should take a look.
It's much bigger than this place.
Do you want to move?
When I was younger, I always wanted to live there.
It's sort of my dream house.
I mean, there's no harm in considering our options, is there?
Maybe I'll just, you know, arrange a viewing.
Hmm.
Need a hand there, mate? Oh, he's fine.
Apparently, I'm fine.
I didn't realise we were hiring. I made an executive decision.
Based on...?
I balanced his fee against work-to-be-done and realised that
it was worth spending some of our initial outlay on an extra body.
Right, so-so I'm paying him?
Well, if you want to look at it like that.
LABOURED BREATHING
Chop, chop, Eric. Plenty of time to rest when the work is done.
What? I'm just making sure you've got value for your money. Hmm.
Morning. Oh, morning, Janice.
Morning, chicken. Go and get your briefcase, James.
So I've got catch-up calls this morning,
and then Martin and I are popping out at lunchtime.
So could you stay until we're back?
Oh, yeah. The more hours the better for me at the moment.
Oh, hello.
Is that your new dog? DOG BARKS
No, I think it's a stray. James keeps putting water out for it.
Oh. No, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no!
DOG WHIMPERS, BARKS
Morning, Mrs Ellingham. Oh, morning, Max.
Doctor.
You said you'd take a look at my back before surgery.
Yes. Out the way. Follow me.
You want me on there?
Er, no. Walk across the room for me, please.
Stop, walk back.
Stop, turn around, take off your shirt.
Where does it hurt? Er, mostly the lower area.
Oh...
Does that hurt? No, just cold hands.
Ow! OK, that hurts.
Head up, look straight ahead.
Bend your left knee.
Straighten it.
Bend your right knee.
And straighten it. Yeah.
From your range of movement, I would say your issue is muscular
rather skeletal. Ah.
Our goalie had something similar. I think his doctor prescribed him
Tramadol or something.
Tramadol! I'm not gonna prescribe you
a dangerous and addictive painkiller when I'm not even certain
what the issue is. Take some paracetamol.
I'll refer you to an osteopath.
In the meantime, avoid excessive exercise.
Would playing against Padstow on Saturday
count as excessive exercise? It's a big game.
Yes, of course it would. You need to rest up.
Send the first patient in.
Oh, good afternoon, Eric. Hello.
Erm...
..you don't have anything with a bit more pep, do you, Mrs T?
Have you spoken to the Doc?
I saw him yesterday.
Well, you need to listen to what he says.
He's a very wise and wonderful man and we're lucky to have...
Oh, Eric, what's the matter? Oh, nothing. I'm OK.
Oh, oh... No, ooh.
You sit down. You come and sit down. You take care.
Now, erm... Yes, take some deep breaths.
That's right. Oh, marvellous.
Doctor Ellingham, I need you!
Here we are...
What's happened?
I think it's some kind of panic attack.
Oh, it was that dizzy spell I was telling you about, Doc. Oh.
GROANS SOFTLY
I think I'm all right now. I should be getting to work.
No, sit down. Louisa, you go on ahead. I'll catch you up.
Are you sure? Yeah, leave it to the pros.
Yes, your heart rate's accelerated.
You got any shortness of breath or trembling, sweating?
Erm, a bit, yeah.
You feeling anxious about anything in particular?
Yeah, I'm feeling really weird.
What's this? Oh, God.
These things are full of caffeine and sugar.
There's the equivalent of four cups of coffee in that.
How many have you had today? Two. Not including this one.
Well, that would contribute to your symptoms, wouldn't it?
We'll know more when your blood test results come back.
But in the meantime, stay away from that rubbish.
I agree. Stop drinking rubbish.
Louisa. Come in, come in. Where's Doctor Ellingham?
Oh, he got waylaid. But he's on his way. Oh!
Come in. Come through.
Oh! It's not quite how I imagined it...
but, oh, it's lovely.
I can't believe you're putting it on the market.
Well, I weren't going to, but things change.
Oh, there's so much space.
But, I.. And it might need a little bit of updating,
but I love it, George.
Of course, I'd expect you and the doc
to put your own personal touch on the place.
That's what turns a house into a home, after all.
So is the doc up for moving, then?
Well, it's early days, but we're just looking, that's all.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Oh!
Probably best not to get too invested.
There's been a lot of interest in this place.
Imagine it'll get snapped up like... CLICKS FINGERS
Yeah, well, Louisa's first one to come see it.
I know and I've not even opened it to public viewing yet!
That's how popular it is.
Doctor Ellingham. My favourite...
doctor.
It's my lunch break. I've only got five minutes.
Challenge accepted. Follow me.
Picture it - consulting room. Reception could be at the front,
where you get that nice morning light.
And, er, this could be your office, Louisa?
Or is it too small? Well, I'm currently in a cupboard.
Oh, I'm sure it's a lovely cupboard.
And here is the kitchen.
It does need a little updating, of course.
There's also a very handy downstairs toilet and we also have a cellar.
It's great. It's got all the original fittings.
Oh! What do you think, Martin? Hmm.
And here's the passageway to the annex.
WIND WHISTLES
It's a little bit chilly in here.
I don't feel it. I do.
A good through-draught. Keeps the place fresh.
Oh, it's a little stiff sometimes.
Come on, now, that's not fair. Open the door.
I'm trying.
What's happened?
Slight hiccup with the door.
If you could just give it a push from your side.
I am.
Come on, Doc. Put your back into it...
CRUNCHING Argh!
Let me see.
Oh, yes, you need to come to the surgery.
So... initial thoughts?
Ow!
Just hold-hold it still. Hold it against your chest.
I, er, meant the house.
Yes, I know what you meant.
Is that your dog?
I've never seen it before.
Well, why are you feeding it?
We'll have every stray in the county descending on us.
Get away! Go on! Get away! Get out of here.
DOG BARKS
FLAME WHOOSHES
What are you planning to do with that?
Give me your hand.
The nail itself doesn't have any nerve endings,
but your hand does. Keep it very, very still. Ready.
SIZZLING
Ooh!
You do realise that Louisa has her heart set on West Cliff House now.
Change the dressing every day for the next week.
There may be some seepage. I can help you.
You tell me your best offer and I'll get it accepted.
I can also get you a great price for this place.
This house isn't for sale.
Yet.
How we doing on those chillies?
Going as fast as I can. It's bloody baking in here.
You know, for fast food, it's really kind of slow.
Is it? Well, we're not fast food.
We are mobiley prepared cuisine.
And we're going as fast as we can, so...
Don't think mobiley's a real word.
Ow, bloody hell! Think I got a bit of chilli in my eye!
Let me see...
STAB, HE GROANS
Al...
That's worse. That's MUCH worse.
Sorry, it had chilli and lime on it. Well, get it off, then!
You need to see the doc. Do you want me to give you a lift up?
No, Joe, it's only five minutes up the road. I'll, erm... I'll walk.
But, er, normal-normal service will be, well, continued...
Argh. Really hurts.
You're OK? You might be a bit shocked.
No, I'm... I'm fine.
Great! Well, I'll have a chicken and vegetable tortilla
with extra chilli and lime.
I know it's not in the best condition.
All of the downstairs smelt of damp, front windows need replacing
and half the floorboards are rotten.
I still think we should arrange another viewing.
What for?
Well, we didn't get to see the upstairs properly, did we?
Are you seriously suggesting that we move there?
You know, after my mum left, Dad and I used to sit on the cliff
and imagine that we lived there and we'd make up all these stories.
Because it seemed like such a perfect house.
There's no harm in taking another a look and having a poke around,
is there? The place is a health hazard.
Oh, come on. That's a bit much. It needs a bit of imagination
to see what it could be, rather than what it is...
Please don't say, "It's a fixer upper."
Do I look like an estate agent?
DOG BARKS
Oh, what are we gonna do about that dog? Oh! Oh...
Sorry, Doc.
I know it's after hours, but, er, I've had a bit of an accident.
Louisa, you get rid of the dog. Al, follow me.
Sorry, Doc, I know how you are about the whole, er...
you know, blood thing. It wouldn't stop bleeding.
Well, the lime juice and chilli
would have stopped your blood from clotting. Oh...
Right, er, put your arm in a sling to protect the wound.
You can get one from Mrs Tishell.
Come back in ten days and I'll take out the stitches.
Well, I can't leave Julie in charge for ten days. She's useless.
My advice is that you wear the sling.
If you don't, the recovery will take longer.
Well, s'pose I'll have to.
All I want is for one person to do their job properly.
Is that too much to ask?
It is round here, yes.
Thanks, Doc. It's good to have you back.
GEORGE SHOUTING: 'I said go away!
'What do you want?
'What do you want from me?'
George?
I'm coming in, George.
LIGHT SWITCH CLICKS
CROCKERY SMASHES
Are you all right, George?
Leave me alone!
CROCKERY SMASHES
Go!
George... What do you want?
Are you all right?
What do you want from me?
I said go away!
Go!
Go away! Don't come!
George? It's me, it's Joe Penhale.
Where's the intruder? Which way did they go?
Intruder... What are you talking about?
You were just yelling and shouting at someone.
The neighbours have been complaining again.
Well, I... I think I was watching football on the TV.
I-I get excited, that's all.
Your head's bleeding. You must've burst your stitches.
Oh, good.
Samantha says she can fit us in for another viewing at lunch tomorrow.
Oh, right. I rather got the impression
she thought you were ready to move and it was a foregone conclusion.
Well, she's wrong.
DOG BARKING OUTSIDE
Oh, I wish that dog would go away.
All I'm doing is keeping an open mind.
And I'd ask you to do the same for me, please.
Yes, of course.
PHONE RINGING
Penhale.
Are you there now?
All right, I'm on my way.
George Upton's had another fall. Penhale's with him.
You said you were shouting at the football, but the TV's off.
Plus, it's really late.
It's all right during the day, when it's light.
But after the sun goes down...
Yes?
It's different in the dark.
Who were you shouting at, George?
FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING, FLOORBOARDS CREAK
Oi. Stop shining that in my eyes!
Why are you sitting in the dark?
The lights are broken. Let me have a look.
Don't move the light around. I can't see what I'm doing.
Right. OK, I'll clean up the wound and then stick it again.
Where's your fuse box? Down the hall, first on left.
Penhale.
Alone? Yes.
That's a bad idea, Doc.
They say you should never split up.
Who says that? What are you talking about?
CLATTERING
Is there someone else here? There shouldn't be.
Penhale. Come on. The lights.
Well, maybe we should just wait til dawn...
What are you talking about? He has an injury. I need to dress it.
Maybe it's not as bad as it looks.
Oh, for God's sakes, give it to me, I'll go myself.
Where is it? In here?
What are you doing?
I'm backing you up.
I didn't want to stay there with George. He's gone all quiet.
Can you give me some space, please?
SCRABBLING, TAPPING
WHISPERING: What was that?
I think there's something behind us. Don't be silly...
WHINING Doc!
Oh, it's that dog. It must have followed me here.
Let go of my arm, please. Let go.
Oh.
Did you fix them?
No, I didn't do anything. Must be faulty wiring.
Don't leave me down here, Doc.
Oh, God.
I didn't know you'd brought your dog, Doc.
I didn't. It's not my dog, just keeps following me around.
It's really annoying. Go away.
So the dog knocked something over in the corridor
and the lights had a loose wire or something,
but that doesn't explain the shouting. There was no-one there.
It wasn't a nobody. Well, what? A ghost?
I never said that. You implied it.
No, I didn't. He did.
Mr Upton, if you're seeing or hearing things...
I'm not.
And I'm not losing my marbles, if that's what you're implying.
No, of course it's not.
Still, I think it'd be a good idea if you came to the surgery tomorrow
and I'll give you a full health check.
George?
Er, I'm sorry about the noise.
I'm just a grumpy, old sod...
..who sometimes gets carried away.
It won't happen again, Joe.
Morning. Morning.
You've got deliveries. Right.
Check each item on the delivery note against the medication list
in the cabinet behind you, and then sign for it.
Isn't that his job?
No.
Wendy Miller. Go through.
Do you know when the osteopath will be able to see me?
No. He hasn't got back to me yet. Probably next week sometime.
Can I have some painkillers, then? I told you, take paracetamol.
They don't seem to be working. Doc, come on.
It's not like I'm a regular patient. I work here.
Right a bit. Right a bit. Yep. Yep. Perfect.
That's it. Lovely. OK.
If it's OK with you, I might pop and see George in a bit.
I'm worried about him. Ooh. Me too.
We need to get him to sign that contract before he pops his clogs.
Probate selling is a nightmare.
And that's all that matters?
We're here to sell the house, that's all. Don't get too close.
I know it can be tough. I was like you once.
Don't worry, you'll toughen up in time.
Ow.
LABOURED BREATHING
SHALLOW BREATHING
You all right, Eric mate?
BREATHLESSLY: Yeah, never better.
Eric?
MECHANICAL WHIRRING
Eric, you're on the lever. Argh!
Eric?! Dad. DAD.
What's all this noise? I just need a hand.
Well, turn it off!
I'm trying! Well, try harder!
Oh, bollocks!
PHONE RINGING
Portwenn Surgery, how can I help you?
Oh, hello. Yes, she has an appointment tomorrow at two.
See you then. Bye-bye.
Ma...
You shouldn't leave the reception unmanned.
The doc wanted me to put this stuff away.
Where is he? He was called away on an emergency.
PHONE RINGING
Max, you need to get that.
Push it down. Push it down, for God's sake.
Use the tool. I am trying to turn it off!
Come on. For goodness sake. What do you think I'm...
That's it. Ohh!
Please... I can't get...
Al, get out of that water or you'll get your stitches wet. OK, Doc.
Hang on a minute, Doc. He's gotta help me here.
Sorry, Dad. Get back in there now.
Go on. Back in.
In there.
Fix it.
This is your second episode in two days.
Third. I had a bit of a turn this morning as well, at home.
What's wrong with your hands? Your fingers are blue.
I dunno. It comes and goes.
Well, that's poor circulation. Your blood tests results have come back -
your thyroid function's normal and you're not anaemic.
So what does that mean, cos I'm not fine, am I?
Just relax. Breathe in for three.
One. Two. Three. And out.
That's it, good. Right, stand up.
Your heart rate's up. 30... over 30 beats a minute. Sit down.
Have I got something bad, Doc?
Postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome.
It's also known as PoTS.
PoTS? What the hell's that?
When you stand up, the blood gets drawn away from your brain
and that affects the amount of oxygen that it receives,
and that's what making you feel dizzy and unwell.
This contains salt and potassium
which should make you feel better very soon.
Is he all right, Doc? No.
He's on the scrap-heap at 24.
No, you're not. With the right management plan and exercise,
and diet and salt and hydration, you'll be able to work again.
So does that mean he can come back to work on Monday, Doc?
Yeah, with management. Oh, that's great.
Oh, it is, yes.
You can come and fix the mess you've made.
Could've been worse.
Oh, please stop saying that.
WATER GUSHES
I don't get it. Why are you here? What do you want?
I just don't know what you want. George? I knocked but...
Sorry, I-I didn't mean to disturb you. It's just there's this, er,
contract to sign and, er... it's my job.
Morwenna... is that you?
Who did you think I was?
Oh. Oh, I... must have dozed off.
What, standing up?
Come on, let's let some light in, eh?
Ah. Oh, Morwenna.
I don't wanna sell this place.
I just got no choice.
Why don't I make us a brew and we can sit down and talk about it?
Oh, right. Buttering me up to make sure the deal goes through.
I don't care about the house.
Keep it, sell it, paint it purple.
I'm worried about you.
Cup of tea would be nice. All right, then.
Maybe don't paint it purple, eh?
Oh.
Bloody fuse box again.
I'm telling you, enough is enough.
George, maybe we should go back upstairs.
I'm worried about you.
Nah, it's not me you should be worried about.
It's her. Who?
I gave her 40 years of my life. You'd think that would be enough.
Winnie?
She keeps coming back.
Standing there, staring at me. Like...
Like she's angry that I'm still here and she's not.
Winnie's... dead, though.
I know that.
When did you last see her?
She's standing right behind you.
Tell her to let me be!
George, come on, slow down.
MOBILE PHONE RINGING
Yes? 'Doc, it's Morwenna.'
'I'm with George Upton.
'There's something wrong with him.
'It's like he's having some kind of psychotic episode.'
Right, bring him in, I'll take a look at him.
'No, I can't. He's lost the plot.
'He's shouting at things and seeing the ghost of his dead wife.'
All right. Erm, I'm on my way.
He's in the kitchen.
I said go away! CROCKERY SMASHING
What do you want?
SMASHING CONTINUES
Mr Upton...
What are you doing here?
I called him, George. I'm worried about you.
Just put the jug down, please.
This is not what it seems, Doc.
Well, it seems like you're throwing crockery
at the ghost of your deceased wife.
Why don't you just put that jug down.
That were an accident.
You're having trouble with your sight, aren't you?
A little bit.
More than a bit.
Well, why don't you come to the surgery,
and I'll give you a proper eye examination.
Morwenna will come with you, won't you? Of course I will.
Come on.
PHONE RINGING Excuse me, sorry, coming through.
What's going on? It's being chaos all morning.
Where's Max? Well, he's never at his desk.
Right, everyone step back and be quiet or nobody gets seen.
Three... two...
Right. I'll handle this. You take George through.
Go through, Mr Upton.
Portwenn Surgery, how can I help you?
Careful.
Uh-huh. What time was that supposed to be?
Hmm. Hmm.
Your left eye has a cataract.
And your right eye may have suffered a retinal artery occlusion.
Which is a blockage of the blood supply to the retina.
I'll have a look on the ultrasound.
How are you managing to get around your home?
Well, I've-I've lived there for years, I know the place inside out.
Only time it gets tricky is when that Samantha
moves the sodding furniture around. Hmm.
Well, it's a good idea that you're moving to a smaller house, isn't it?
That wasn't my eyes, Doc. That were Winnie.
Every night, the day sometimes, she just appears.
Standing there. Judging me.
I don't think she is.
You're not seeing a ghost. You're hallucinating
because your brain is adjusting to your failing vision.
It's misinterpreting things as shapes, or colours,
or sometimes even people. It's called Charles Bonnet Syndrome.
Are you sure about that?
Oh, yes, absolutely. Though, it's often mispronounced Charles Bonnet.
So you have atherosclerosis. Plaque builds up in your arteries
and then travels down and has caused a number of blockages.
Erm, unfortunately, the damage to your right eye can't be reversed.
But if the cataract's removed,
you should be able to see out of your left eye again.
So I won't be blind...
which means I won't see Winnie again...
which means I don't have to move.
Er, yes, I suppose it does.
I'll refer you to the hospital for more tests.
Er, they'll measure your cholesterol, they'll give you
an arteriogram to check that your arteries are in good enough shape
to operate on. They'll...
Are you seeing her now?
I don't know. Who's that?
Oh, God! What on Earth?!
What are you doing there? Wake up.
What have you...
What's he done?
He's a complete idiot and he's fired.
What's happened?
He took 200 milligrams of Tramadol from the surgery.
It'll wear off, but he'll need a taxi. Mr Upton needs a taxi, too.
Please.
Hm? What?
I don't actually work here.
Hmm.
You OK? I will be, yeah.
Thanks for calling the Doc.
I hate to disappoint you but it looks like
I won't have to sell White Cliffs after all.
Listen, if you're happy then I'm happy.
Er, could I get two taxis to pick up from Portwenn Surgery, please?
Soon as you can. Bye.
Is he asleep? No, it's Tramadol. Oh.
That's the taxis on their way, Doc.
Er, right, next patient, please.
Like I said, I'm not actually working here.
Then what are you doing behind the desk?
I was helping.
Bloody hell, you don't change, do you?
What?
Oh, God.
Morwenna.
What? You can have your old job back.
Do you want me to come back and work for you?
Well, you're experienced and there's a vacancy.
Look, it's not like I enjoy working at the estate agents,
but at least Samantha pretends that she needs me.
Is that really the best you can do?
You're very efficient.
All right, yeah. Suppose that'll do it.
Now, let's discuss my pay rise...
I beg your pardon?
Oh. Samantha's just cancelled our viewing for tomorrow.
Oh, yes. Erm, I think Mr Upton's gonna stay in the house.
Oh. You disappointed?
Yeah... Yeah, I'm disappointed.
I think it just made me feel nostalgic and think about my dad.
It probably would have been too much work anyway.
At least I got to have a nose around.
So you don't want to move any more?
No, I'm happy here. Anyway, it's not for sale now, so...
Hmm. Mind you, Mr Upton is an elderly gentleman,
not enjoying the best of health. You won't have to wait long.
Martin!
Also, I'm fairly certain there are some serious structural issues
with that house.
I know this place is small and we're definitely growing out of it...
DOG BARKS
..but it's home, isn't it? All our memories are here.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. No, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no. Chicken!
Janice calls James "chicken",
so now everything he likes he calls "chicken".
Well, it's not a chicken, is it?
It's a dog, so... Can we keep him?
Er, no, dogs are filthy. It's insanitary.
DOG WHIMPERS
DOG WHIMPERS, BARKS
Rargh! Argh!
Martin, it's me. Stewart.
For the next two days, we're gonna be building our own quarters.
Ta-da!
Give us a hand, will you? No, I won't.
A doctor's just a vet that does people. C'mon, grab these lambs.
Why's it doing that. It's submitting to you.
Cos you're sort of the alpha of the pack. No, I'm not.
STEWART HOWLS
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