02x03 - Episode #2.3

[bunniefuu]

(Overlapping voices)

Thank you.

Vettu cake?

Deep fried balls
of deliciousness.

Or a heart att*ck
waiting to happen,

- depending on your world view.
- And capacity for joy.

Never had a sweet tooth.
That's why I stay so slim.

I am amazed
you have any teeth left at all

when the temptation
to knock them out

is so frequently overwhelming.

Stealing toilet paper again,
Dr Walker?

Just medical supplies for
my outreach programme.

What outreach programme?

Aid To Plantation
have asked for a mobile clinic.

I left the paperwork
on your desk.

You should have told me
in person. It's impossible.

You've got clinics here,
visits booked.

But it's been arranged.
They're expecting me.

- Who's covering your shifts?
- I am.

Not any more, you aren't.

- What?
- Take him with you.

I'll look after things here.

- No, no, no.
- You're joking, right?

It takes two to run a clinic
with any degree of efficiency.

Really, I can handle this one
on my own.

For once I actually agree
with Dr Walker.

Bon voyage.

- (Starts engine)
- (Warning beep)

(Warning beep stops)

- What's the matter?
- (Engine stops)

You still haven't told me
where we're going.

North... Ish.

OK.

Where exactly are we going?

Here.

The next state?

Is it?

Oh, then, yeah.

Five hours in a car with you...

Yippee!

(Engine starts)

Ah, the kite festival.

Hey, is that today?

You know, when I was your age
I used to smash lightbulbs

and stick the glass
to the strings

for maximum competitive edge.

Excuse our orderly.
He has chronic verbal diarrhoea.

Terminal if he's not careful.

Mummy-ji... Mummy-ji, please.
Please.

Can I help you?

I was stung by a bee.

It got infected.

Except bees can't sustain
campaigns of v*olence.

They sting once
and then they die.

Men on the other hand
are more difficult to stop...

AJ, would you look after
this young man

whilst I have a quick word
with his mum?

This way, please.

Could you hold her hair
out of the way, please?

Thank you.

May I?

Is there anything
you want to tell us?

I told you already,
it's just a bee sting.

I understand
you don't want to talk to us,

- but perhaps I could organ...
- Please.

Don't call the police.

OK, Sister.
Wash and dress the wound

and let's start her
on a course of antibiotics.

Yes, Doctor.

It's OK. You'll be fine.

I think we must report this
to the authorities.

Or we could castrate the bastard

and feed his balls
to a marauding tiger.

It makes my blood boil.

Honest to God,
it takes everything in me

not to throttle the little sh*t.

Do you have a plan more in line
with accepted good practice?

We could always refer her
to a specialist clinic

trained to deal with
vulnerable women.

Which are mostly committed to
saving the marriage and family

no matter what.

- Well, I don't think we have...
- Third fade.

- Nose down.
- Fly out.

Hey!

Now that is
a perfectly ex*cuted flic flac.

AJ!

Stop fooling about
and get back to work.

Well, not everybody
can appreciate

the beauty of
airborne acrobatics.

Krish.

I know the doctors
are very good here.

Your mum is going to be fine,
OK?

Promise?

Well, it's Makar Sankranti.

Which means today all good
citizens let go of past sadness

and embrace new beginnings.

So basically it's a chance to
put all the bad stuff behind us

and start again.

Did you know leaf pickers
in the tea industry

are nearly all women

and are paid the lowest
wage of any sector in the state?

And they've been without
any kind of medical care

for over two years.

I'm glad I packed
for a guilt trip.

Why did they call you?

Someone saw my picture
in the paper and got in touch.

Ah. Now it all makes sense.

I'm in the presence
of an angel of mercy.

- They asked for help.
- Come on, admit it.

You've dragged me out here
on a whim

so you can play Lady Bountiful.

Look, there was no dragging
involved. And you know that.

I know it amuses you to cast
me as the cultural interloper

but actually you're wrong.

Oh, hello.

Hi, erm...I'm here from
the Good Karma Hospital.

Sorry, we're a little early.

This is Dr Varma
and I'm Dr Walker.

- You're the doctors?
- Yes.

Come with me, I'll show you
where the workers' quarters are.

- Oh, is it far?
- It's better if we drive.

Sure. Erm...why don't
you get in the front?

(Toot of horn)

(Shouts in Malayalam)

(She continues shouting)

(Clamouring voices)

(Overlapping voices)

(Knocking)

(Knocking continues)

"Do not disturb."
Can't you bloody read?

- Paul. It's me, Greg.
- (Knocking)

Come on. Open the door!

- (Knocking)
- Ah, morning.

I've been trying
to call you all day.

Wait till you see this.

Ta-dah!

It's Makar Sankranti.

The day that marks the sun's
passage into Capricorn.

The Kite Festival?

Wasn't that one of the things
Maggie wanted to do?

Ah. Right. Yeah.

Maybe another time.

Ah, but the sun embarks on the
tenth part of its orbit today

and Enki the sea goat is eager
to impart new knowledge.

Oh, come on.
It's a kite festival.

Not obscure dance theatre.

Oh, I'm sorry, mate.

Have you got company?

What? No. Don't be daft.

It was Maggie's favourite.

Sea goat, you say?

- Yeah.
- I'll need a shower first.

(Children squeal and laugh)

(Dr Walker speaks in Malayalam)

(Speaks in Malayalam)

(Speaks in Malayalam)

There's more abdominal symptoms.

And half of them
seem badly malnourished.

Probably occupational.

Also the use of pesticides
without protective clothing

can cause respiratory problems.

This is hard work.

But you knew that, right?

Yeah.

Last few.

Don't forget we need to put the
tents up before it gets dark.

Oh, there's no need.

Didn't I tell you?
Accommodation's provided.

Next.

Hi.

You're already here?
My apologies.

And you've brought a friend?

- Oh, er...
- Colleague.

I'm Dr Gabriel Varma.

Kabir Nambeesan.
So nice to meet you.

I'm so happy to see you.

Everybody's
very eager to meet you.

They're dying to meet you.

There's so many places
to show you.

So many things to tell you.

I'm really excited.

Do you two know each other?

Yeah. Didn't she tell you?

I'm Ruby's uncle.

So happy to see you.

You too.

Have you eaten? Did you
eat something on the way?

- Food?
- There is good food. Come.

Dr Varma, please.

Come, come, come.

Doesn't look broken but we
should send him for an X-ray.

Yes, Doctor.

Good afternoon, Doctor.

Will you excuse me for...
just one minute?

I thought we agreed
not to call the police.

- My domestic v*olence patient?
- I haven't called anybody.

So why is there a uniformed
police officer with her?

Gifted surgeon, yes.
Clairvoyant, not so much.

Perhaps she decided
to make a statement after all?

Wait.

Where's she gone?

She was here a minute ago.

Dad, please, Dad.

- Dad.
- Neelam!

Neelam...

He's her husband.

Let them go.

(Speaks in Malayalam)

sh*t.

There she blows.

Smooth and steady.

The world is a jungle, baby.

Hear me roar!

Oh, talking of tigers...

Look,
I think I'm being stalked.

Lydia.

Oi, Lydia.
Look at my big cat.

Not now.

Isn't she a charm?

Cats. Women.

Think they'll do one thing.
Usually do something else.

Too right, mate.

Ooh, careful here.

No. That could be
a tangle there.

- Oh.
- (Barking)

Watch it. Watch it. Careful.

Argh!

(Laughs)

Oh, you soft sausage. (Laughs)

What'd you do that for?

Lydia, the kite...there it is.

Neelam. You forgot these.

It's very important
you take them.

Three times a day
and complete the course.

Speak out.

Please.

Before he does something worse.
And he will.

Even if I could leave him,

even if we had
somewhere else to go,

he would find us.

- Not if you went to a shelter.
- Prisons,

where you're forced to live in
complete isolation, you mean?

You could start again.

Move to another part
of the country.

My home is here.

Home is somewhere
you should feel safe.

Thank you for the antibiotics,
Dr Fonseca,

and I appreciate your concern,

but how I live my life
is up to me.

Sugar?

It's beautiful.

Your grandmother
worked these bushes,

as did her mother before her.

Your whole family has lived here
for generations...

Did my father live here too?

Yes, of course.

As a boy,
this is where he grew up.

And where is he now?

Doesn't stay in touch much now.

He's a very,
very private person.

That's one word for it.

I prefer selfish.

Irresponsible.

Cowardly.

Why else would he just
walk out on us both

when I was just a baby?

Our parents worked very hard,
you know.

Worked every hour
of day and night to...

to give him a good education,

to send him abroad to study.

He was supposed to
get a job there

and send money back home.
That was the plan.

That's not what happened.

He met your mother.

When our father d*ed, when he
came back home for the funeral,

that's when it really hit him,
how our mother had aged.

I suppose he felt he couldn't
just leave her, you know,

to deal
with all the creditors and...

It was a very difficult time
for him.

Difficult for him?

He couldn't even manage
a card on my birthday.

In his defence, all I can say,

is that maybe his mind
was somewhere else...

He had...responsibilities.

Yes, to his wife and daughter.

I'm sorry, OK.
On his behalf, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. It's been a long day.

I'm going to turn in.

Thank you for the tea.

Are you OK?

Please just leave me alone.

- Look...
- I don't wanna talk.

Please.

Your mother was educated
and financially independent.

So?

She could survive by herself.

She didn't have a choice.

For a poor family in India,
with serious debt,

it would be
a very different story.

Of course. Of course you're
going to side with him.

I'm not taking anyone's side.

You still won't give me an inch,
will you?

You have a chance
to build a relationship

with an uncle who cares

and instead you've come
to put your family on trial.

Get out!

- What?
- You heard me. Get out!

Where am I supposed to go?

You know everything.
Why don't you go figure it out?

OK, OK.

(Door shuts)

- Right. Pint of Sadlers?
- Not for me.

Pork scratchings?

He doesn't
have pork scratchings.

I know.

How are you doing, Paul?

Oh, come on. Stay.

Toast the sea goat.

It's a beautiful evening.

You can't stay holed up
in that hotel room

feeling sorry
for yourself forever.

I can do what I like.

Poor bugger doesn't know
what to do with himself.

You've got to let him grieve
in his own way.

Otherwise you'll end up pushing
him away when he needs you most.

Well, thanks for the insight.

Well, I'd better
get back to work.

- Yeah.
- See you later.

Third night on the trot,
isn't it?

Said the pot to the kettle.

- Proverbial idiom.
- Yes, I know.

But I'm trying to avoid
an empty house.

I'm not a natural workaholic.

- Neelam!
- Help me. Please.

It's OK, I've got you.

It's OK, can you hear me?

Are you in pain?

We're going to examine you
now, Neelam.

Where does it hurt?
Can you hear me?

Where's all the blood
coming from?

There's a small laceration
to her scalp.

Fresh bruising to the neck.

Doesn't explain all the blood.

Check the monitor
and check her vitals.

Unless the blood isn't yours...

He's conscious.

What happened to you,
Mr Saga?

We had a disagreement.

Obviously.

I er...I hit him
with a cricket bat

and he cracked his head
on the banister when he fell.

Put a dressing on.

- OK.
- Get on with it.

OK, ready.

One. Two. Three. Lift.

He'll need a few stitches

but I don't think there's
any serious damage done.

Can I call you back?

Krish?

Are you hurt?

- Mari?
- Yes, Doctor?

- Go ahead. We'll catch you up.
- OK.

You heard Dr Fonseca.
Come on.

Krish. (Speaks in Malayalam)

I did what you said.

I k*lled the bee.

- I'd like to talk about...
- I couldn't sleep last night,

so I went through the list
of complaints again.

I think there's an issue
with the water supply.

Do you want to talk
about last night or...

You know they pump water from
their local lake to this well?

Yes.
That's where it's treated.

Yeah.
Contaminated drinking water

could explain
the wide range of symptoms.

- It's possible.
- Unless you have a better idea?

- No? Good.
- Hi.

I hoped I would find you here.

Er...if you could spare her
for an hour or two,

I would like to take Dr Ruby
on a tour of the estate,

show her the factory.

Erm...I'd really love that,
but I have patients.

But it won't take more than
an hour. I promise you.

I'd really like to.

I can't...

- Really?
- Sorry.

I can manage here...

For an hour.

See?

Are you sure?

You now have 59 minutes.

Come on. Come on.
Let's go. Let's go.

OK. Erm...thank you.

Krish, go and get changed.

The first time my husband hit
me, I was six months pregnant.

I think he resented having
a rival for my affections.

Someone who needed me
more than he did.

But I forgave him. Because
I knew it stemmed from love.

That's no excuse.

Since then
I've been beaten weekly

for the tiniest indiscretions.

Leaving the house
without permission,

not cooking the rice
to his satisfaction,

imagined flirtations...

My husband drinks away his wages
and I have never complained.

Because I have
never had a choice.

But if you report Krish,

if you rob my son of his future,

then my whole life
will have been in vain.

Do you understand?

The leaves are cut four times,

and then oxidised for 40 minutes
in this machine

and then they're dried
and filtered through here.

Chai from God's own country.
(Laughs)

Medium-toned with a strong body,

refreshing briskness
with just a hint of fruit.

- See?
- Strong.

Strong.

I sound like a commercial
for tea.

So silly. (Laughs)

You know, when my mother
was too old to work the bushes,

she persuaded the company
to set up a museum

and she conducted
her own private tours.

The tourists loved her.
Always smiling and joking.

- Very bad jokes.
- (Chuckles)

There she is there.

Oh.

She had a way of making
everyone she met feel special.

- That's my grandmother?
- Yeah.

I know if she was alive
to see you today,

she would be really proud.

That's my daughter, Barsha.

She's the Treasurer here.

Barsha, your cousin,
Dr Ruby Walker.

Hi.

So, when's the baby due?

- April.
- April.

Well, I can check you over
if you like?

Or maybe an ultrasound?

We have a portable unit
in the truck.

Oh, no, thank you.

- Barsha...
- It's... It's really simple.

I could show you your baby.

I would like that.
That would be really nice.

Yeah, I'm very busy.

Some other time.

OK.

I'm really sorry.

It's OK.

Usually she's not like this,
she's very friendly.

But it's probably the hormones.

Pregnancy can do
strange things to your mind.

Yeah, yeah.

- I'm telling you that!
- (Chuckles)

You know, I should probably
get back to Dr Varma.

Thank you
for showing me around.

Listen, I wanted to ask you,
what are you doing later today?

Not a lot.

Er...do you want to come
to the bungalow for a bit?

We're having
a small get-together.

Just a few relatives
and friends.

They've been cooking for days
and it would be nice if you...

Get Dr Varma along
if you want.

OK. Yeah, I... I'd love that.

Oh, that'll be great.

- So I'll see you later.
- Yeah. Thank you.

- Oh, great.
- Thank you.

Bit early for that, in't it?

Sun's over
the yardarm somewhere.

Do you know how much
that cost me?

That's why I normally frequent
less salubrious establishments.

Yeah. That and the company.

Are you here to apologise?

Pff.

Apology accepted.
Now go and play up your own end.

Yeah, all right.

Oi.

Give me that beer.

Maggie was reading this
when she d*ed.

Proper whodunit.

Only I can't bring myself

to read
beyond the page she bookmarked.

Cos to go on without her feels
like a betrayal of some kind.

I thought maybe it'd help

doing all the stuff
we never had time for.

Just makes me miss her more.

When I'm on my own
I want to be with other people.

When I'm with other people
I want to be on my own.

I'm like that bird,

flies around
in ever-decreasing circles

till it disappears
up its own arse.

Don't be that bird.

It's mythical.

Doesn't actually exist.

Sometimes I wonder if I do.

I checked a stool sample
and it's definitely bilharzia.

I was waiting for someone from
the Tea Company to call me back

so we can order
the praziquantel.

It was a good spot.

- Is that a compliment?
- A statement of fact.

Do you even know
what a compliment is?

Yes. Empty praise

offered by insecure people
to please others.

How was the grand tour?

I'm glad I went.

Thanks.

Tea.

You know I don't think I'm
a better person than you.

OK.

That was a compliment,
by the way.

Oh, thanks, er...
thanks for the clarification.

And I... I guess I know a lot.

But not everything.

You seem to know
quite a lot too.

Maybe even about some things
that I don't know.

About tea, for example.

Now that you
went on the tea tour.

(Clears his throat)

I'm trying to apologise here.

Well, erm, promise me

that you'll never try
and apologise ever again.

My parents d*ed
when I was very young.

I still think about them
every day.

I had no right to judge you
for wanting to come here.

- This isn't necessary.
- Just go with it.

And the other one.

Good.

Would this, erm,
would this be a weird time

to ask if you want to
come to a party?

They just want to say thanks,
so it's up at the bungalow.

Yes, I'll come.

OK. Cool.

It's about 3 or 4pm, I think.

If you want to.
I mean, it's no biggy.

- Yes.
- Yeah, OK, good. Cool.

I was thinking we could meet
later tonight at the festival...

I could show you
my kite moves... (Laughs)

OK. Very good.
Eight o'clock.

Er...and not a moment later.

Our patients need new sheets.

AJ, when you've finished your
pretend call to the laundry,

which closed at midday,

could you take Neelam
and Krish to the waiting area

and make sure they have
something to eat and drink?

Go with him. You'll be fine.

- Dr Nair?
- Yeah.

- Do you have a moment?
- Yes.

When we're done here,

I think I might
phone a colleague

and have my wife arrested.

For attempted m*rder.

And when she cites
a decade of domestic abuse,

I'd like to see
how that pans out.

My wife reads too much,
has an over-active imagination.

You had her scalp in your hand.

Occasionally things
get physical.

We have a fiery relationship.

But domestic abuse?
Come on now.

I've scraped enough women
off the floor

to know the difference.

- Stitch him up.
- With pleasure.

- Sharp scratch.
- (Sharp intake of breath)

(Overlapping voices)

Sure, I'll try a little bit
of everything.

(Speaks in Malayalam)

It looks amazing.
Honestly.

Oh, thank you.

(Speaks in Malayalam)

Your Great-Auntie Pooja

is asking if her dhal
is better than Abha's.

Oh, er...

What's the correct answer?

I can't tell you that.

But I can tell you
that Auntie Pooja

didn't speak to her husband
for two years

after he criticised
her sambol,

so I'll let you decide.

Erm... The best.

(Laughter)

(Speaks in Malayalam)

Oh, hi.

So are you, erm, my first cousin

or my second cousin
once removed?

This.

OK, go ahead.

Be careful with that. OK?

Husband?

Oh. No, no.
No. We're not married.

He's very handsome.
Is he single?

Yes.

Single, I mean. Not...

(Speaks in Malayalam)

She says in that case

you should leave him
in the hands of a real woman.

Why do I get the feeling my day
is about to get even worse?

I was talking to Paul.

Says he can't imagine
a future without his wife.

And when he told me that,
this afternoon,

I kid you not,

I had a sodding great lump
in my throat.

You'd have
to have a heart of stone

not to feel for the fella.

I'm not really good
at handling stuff like that.

So I knew
there had to be more to it.

So I delved
into my innermost psyche,

by which I mean
I downed three pints,

watched women's volleyball
on Sky Sports

and I realised...

I realised...I was jealous.

Because I know you'll never
feel lost without me.

Oh.

You're right.

I don't need you.

I don't need anyone.

But I choose to be with you.

Isn't that enough?

Hey, buddy.

Do you want me to show you
some new tricks?

I can show you the axel
or the black hole?

None of you understand, do you?

Krish.

Krish. (Speaks in Malayalam)

Er...Krish.

Guys.

If you could just... One second.

Dr Nair! Dr Fonseca!

Excuse me, please,
you can't leave.

Hey. Hey.

Get off me. Get off me

or I'll have you arrested
for assaulting a police officer.

Dad.

Get inside.

Neelam.

Thank you for your efforts,
Dr Fonseca,

but I'm afraid you failed to
take one detail into account.

And what's that?

I love him.

(Laughter)

(Child squeals)

(Laughter and squealing)

(Phone rings)

Dr Varma.

Hold on a second.

Dr Walker was right.

These people need our help.

I'll... I'll call you back.

He's lying to her.

Kabir is lying to Ruby?

I told him it was a bad idea.

It's not fair on her

and I don't think I should be
the one to tell her.

- Tell her what?
- She needs to talk to him.

Ask him
why he really wants her here.

Wait.
What are you talking about?

Just tell her to talk to him.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Erm... I need to talk to you.

OK.

There's something
I need to...

Oh, I'm sorry,
am I interrupting something?

No, no, no. Not at all.

Yes, you are.

I got you some tea.

Are you going to tell us
what's going on here?

What are you doing?

What's going on?

He's been lying to you.

What?

What's going on?

I thought if I told you the
truth, you wouldn't come here.

Well, what truth?

What do you know?

Tell me!

I'm your father, Ruby.

What?

I'm sorry.

(Tearful) OK.