02x06 - Episode #2.6

Episode transcripts for the TV show "The Good Karma Hospital". Aired: February 5, 2017 to present.*
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"The Good Karma Hospital" is about a junior doctor, who becomes disillusioned with her life and broken relationship, decides to leave the UK. She travels to South India hoping to make a fresh start and finds herself working at an under-resourced and over-worked cottage hospital run.
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02x06 - Episode #2.6

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[Gulls cry]

[Distant voices and laughter]

- There he is again!
- Get him!

[Shouting]

[Shouting]

[Panting]

MAN: I told you to stay away!

[Panting and grunting]

[Panting]

He's here!

We've warned you, Hari.

No.

[Horn toots]

[Tyres screech]

sh*t!

Hey. Hey. Hello?
Can you hear me?

Hello? sh*t.

Help! Somebody help me!

We need a doctor here now.
Go!

[Grunts softly]

..five, six, seven... Come on!

sh*t!

[Rasping breaths]

s*ab to the side of his chest.
Arrested with tension.

- I improvised.
- I can see that.

[Bicycle bell rings]

Either both of us have got
personal hygiene problems

or something is going on.

Well, I'm freshly-showered and
wearing an expensive cologne.

As a gentleman,
I can't comment further.

Where is everyone?

A kid from the beach
was att*cked.

They just dumped him
and drove off.

- Oh, my God. Is he all right?
- I think so. Thanks to AJ.

- AJ?
- He found him outside.

Anyway, he's awake now.

Dr Varma and Dr Walker are
fighting over the chest drain.

MAN: No, my appointment is now!

Mr Rahul is back again.

If I've not told him once,
I've told him a thousand times.

Memory clinic is on a Tuesday.

Mr Rahul! No, not today, dear.

[Both chuckle]

Hey, hey. What are you doing?

Looking for my clothes,
or at least my underwear.

Please tell me
we weren't skinny dipping.

No, no.
You're not going anywhere, mate.

Fit as a fiddle. And they need
these beds for sick people.

For Christ's sake, Paul!

You nearly drowned last night.
I had to drag you out.

You know what? For that,
I'm gonna buy you a pint.

All right, two pints
and a packet of crisps.

We both know
what you tried to do.

I was pissed.
Beer-fuelled self-pity.

I would have thought
a highly-trained barman

could recognise that
at ten bloody yards.

Bullshit! I was there.

You meant every damn word.

I was drunk
and now I'm going home.

Oh, there you are.
Did you deal with Mr Rabul?

Well, he saw my side of
the argument eventually.

- Good.
- Oh, wait, this came for you.

Dr Fonseca?

Yeah, thanks. That'll be all.

Perhaps he's telling the truth?

You weren't there. He wanted to
die. He as good as told me.

What exactly is it
you want me to do?

Help him!

- Help me help him.
- Where is he?

He's on his way back to the
hotel as if nothing's happened.

Look, I'm sorry.

Right now, there's someone
I need to see, urgently.

And this isn't urgent?

He trusts you. Stay with him.

Try and persuade him to come
back and talk to me

and we can
discuss medication,

perhaps some grief counselling.

That's what you've got?
Some pills and a chat?

- There is nothing else.
- Can't you just, I mean...

lock him up for his own safety?

I'm a doctor, not a jailer!

- I'll do everything I can.
- It's OK. I'll deal with it.

Obviously it's my problem.

Hello?

Virginia? I got your letter.

I came as soon as...

- Finally!
- Christ!

I hope you were
paying attention,

because that's exactly
how I want them

to discover me
when the time comes.

Clear? Good.

Let's have a drink.

And take a deep breath again.

- [Inhales deeply]
- It sounds better already.

- Want to try?
- Sure.

How's the pain?

OK.

Hari, I need to know
who did this to you.

AJ: Did you have an argument
with someone?

They catch me fishing
in the wrong place.

Their territory.

If I tell the police,
it will only be worse.

You can't just let them
get away with it.

Thank you for what you did.

I'm grateful.

But I don't want
to make trouble.

But, Hari, if we do nothing,
then what?

Next time
you might not be so lucky.

How long have you been in India?

Long enough.

Then you will know
some things are different here.

And some problems
can't easily solve.

If you really want to help me...

..then let me get out of here.

I'm mentoring
a new young doctor.

- Really?
- Mm.

I hope she's a better student
than you were.

I've missed this, you and I.

We used to talk all the time.

What happened?

You told me never
to darken your door again.

Oh, did I? [Chuckles]
How very dramatic.

Don't pretend you've forgotten,
Virginia.

I remember being usurped
by my sweet little protégé.

And I remember
we agreed it was for the best.

All things considered.

You considered me incompetent.

I didn't have a choice, did I?

No prisoners for Dr Fonseca.

The most ruthless act was
justified for the greater good.

I imagine nothing's changed.

I still try to do
what's best for the hospital.

How very noble.

Did you get me all the way here
to rake over ancient history?

Or really was it
just to insult me?

Of course not.
This is just the entrée.

I need you to hate me
just a little.

The fire must be stoked.

What is it you want, Virginia?

I want you to k*ll me.

It's all there.

Read it and weep.

Squamous cell carcinoma,
apex of the right lung.

Locally advanced.

Multiple metastases
in the liver, lungs and brain.

A full house. Pay the bank.

And before you ask,
I've had a second opinion.

Every doctor this side of Kochi
thinks I'm dying...including me.

- I'm sorry.
- No.

Please don't be.

I don't require
a bleeding heart.

I've made you a barber's
appointment for the morning.

This is the last time we are
together before the wedding.

Why so much fuss? Nobody's
going to be looking at me.

I will.

Are you really sure about this?

A beautiful,
sophisticated woman like you,

getting married
to a man like me?

I'm not exactly a prize catch.

Hey.

You're a strong man
and you're handsome.

And that's exactly the kind of
man I've been dreaming of.

Sir, wait. Wait.
Come, come, let me help you.

Come.

LYDIA: No. I won't do it.

We all know
the end is not in doubt.

I am dying! Let's not quibble
about the time.

You have no right
to ask me this, Virginia.

Lydia, you and I have spent
our lives helping other people.

So help me now.

I deserve it.

Let other people
wash away their lives,

but you and I,
we choose our fate.

And I choose this now.

No.

I will not be a burden!

Please. Please don't be a
selfish little bitch about this.

Please.

Stuff you, then!

Oh, see what we've got in here.

I'm sure I could mix up
a nice little cocktail.

It doesn't have to be like this.

Why don't you come home with me?
And I'll look after you.

[Scoffs] I'm sure the man
in your life

would love having
a dying old woman

rotting away on his couch
for weeks on end.

Why don't you come and see
your hospital for the last time?

See what I've done with it.

Your legacy.

And then do we have a deal?

Then I'll think about it.

Hey, erm...we need to speak
with your patient.

I recognise his truck.

We think he might be
one of Hari's attackers.

No, his wound needs stitching.
That's my priority.

Not two people
playing detective.

RUBY: Hey!

What were you doing
in that truck this morning?

I need to know what happened.

It's none of your business.
Please.

OK.

AJ, I saw some police officers
outside. Could you...

Wait.

See, it's not my fault.

I tried to stop them.
But people were angry after him.

Just because he fished on
someone else's beach?

Dr Walker?
A word outside, please?

AJ, could you fetch me
a suture wire and a needle?

I agree with my patient.
This is none of our business.

Hari is in trouble
and I'm trying to help.

How's that going, by the way?

Your silence speaks volumes.

RUBY: So we just sit by
and do nothing?

We patch him up, discharge him.
If necessary, we do it again.

If idiots want to fight with
knives, that's their business.

- I don't agree.
- Yes, I can see that.

Look, how long are we
going to keep doing this?

Keep doing what?

Clearly you're angry about
what happened between us.

But if it's going to affect our
job we both need to get over it.

Don't you agree?

Where did he go?

Where's the patient
from that bed?

Thanks.

Hari?

Chandran, please.

- Yeah, big one?
- Yeah, big one.

There you go.

8,572 rupees.

That makes us straight.

For God's sake, Paul!

Paul!

Coming back here was a mistake.

Don't get me wrong, it's good to
see you. I count you as a mate.

So that's it? You just...
You just go home?

Sometimes in life
you just have to admit defeat.

No point in being
a damn fool about it.

Well?

Well, you've repainted
and I approve.

Ram chose it.

Nothing like having
your name over the door.

Lets the world know
you've arrived.

Dr Fonseca, thank goodness.
I'm so sorry, excuse me.

Hitesh is here for his steroid
sh*t and insists you do it.

Believe me, I have tried, but
there's no telling him today.

Ah, Dr Walker. There's someone
I'd like you to meet.

Dr Ruby Walker,
Dr Virginia Mileham,

the doctor
who founded this place.

Keep an eye on her for a minute,
will you?

Hi. Very nice to meet you.

- You're English?
- Sort of.

It's a long story.

Then for Christ's sake, don't
tell me. I'm on borrowed time.

So, erm...
how's she treating you?

Dr Fonseca is
an excellent teacher.

Very diplomatic, Dr Walker.

But what you really want to say
is she's a bloody nightmare.

Of course, I taught her
everything she knows.

Christ, it took years.

Every lesson had to be drilled
into that thick skull of hers.

Stubborn as a bloody mule.

- Can I ask you a question?
- Go on.

Why is it called the Good Karma
Hospital? Did you name it?

No.

It was one of my first patients,
actually.

I'd been treating him.
And it... it just sort of stuck.

He said, "Good medicine
is like good karma.

Help others
and you help yourself.

A virtuous circle."

- What was wrong with him?
- Haemorrhoids.

Probably one of the worst cases
I've ever seen.

Suffering can be profound
and banal, Dr Walker,

but it's suffering
just the same.

Now I think you should go and
help that poor women's myxedema

before she slips into a coma.

Thinning hair,
slightly overweight.

Obvious even from here.

Right...thanks.

[Chatter]

[Birds chirruping]

[Boys laughing]

It hurt when you usurped me,
Lydia.

But I'm impressed.

You took my little
cottage hospital

and turned it into something
I could only dream about.

All by removing
the weakest link.

You were never that, Virginia.

I simply followed my conscience.
You taught me that.

I just couldn't have lived with
myself if someone had got hurt.

I want to die
the way I've lived, Lydia.

In control.

Help me.

Help me and then maybe
somebody will help you

when your time comes.

Trying it for size?

Sorry. I'm just coming.

Is it really true? With a pen?

It's true.

I didn't even know
you could write.

[Chuckles]

- When's your flight?
- I'm going now.

But what are you gonna do?

Know how many stadiums
are in the Football League?

- 92.
- Correct.

And if you watch a match
in each of them,

you get to apply for
a tie or something.

Then there's annual dinners
and a newsletter.

- That's your plan?
- Why not?

- Should keep me out of trouble.
- I don't believe you.

On that beach,
you wanted to die.

And I don't think any bloody
thing's changed, has it?

No.

So if you get on that flight...

..we're never gonna
see you again.

Pity the poor bastard
that finds you.

Come, on Paul! Talk to me!

I could talk to you.

I could talk to any Tom, d*ck or
Harry till I'm blue in the face.

And she'd still be gone.

She'll still be dead
and I'll still be here -

stuck, abandoned.

- She was the love of your life.
- Yeah, she was.

- And now she's gone.
- That makes you a lucky man.

How do you work that one out?

Millions of people
live out their days

without ever knowing
what that feels like.

They go to their graves
still wondering.

But not you.

You won the bloody lottery.

And now I've lost the ticket.

[Splutters] But you had it!

True bloody love.


And it's yours to keep.

Which makes you
the luckiest man I know.

Luckiest man standing here,
anyway.

I've got a plane to catch.

[Stifles sobs]

Can you stop the car, please?
I need to get out.

[Sniffs]

I'll always be waiting for you.

There's no rush.

No rush at all.

[He sobs]

I've been a fool, Maggie.

Yes.

I'm sorry.

I know. I know.

We kept it secretly for so long.

No one had any idea.

Maybe I got careless.

I don't know.

It's hard to hide
how you feel about someone.

And they att*cked you?

Yes.

What about Chandran?

Why didn't he try and stop them?

What choice did he have?

They would have k*lled us both.

At least this way,
only one of us gets hurt.

- You think we are wrong?
- No.

But what you are doing
is against the law.

- And you agree with that?
- Of course not.

But it is the truth.

In the city...
people turn a blind eye.

Outside the city...

I can never go home now...

..never see my family again.

Chandran.

Sometimes love
is worth the risk.

Yeah.

Good health.

I'm frightened.

I know.

Stuff it.

[Coughs and splutters]

[Breathes heavily]

There's erm...
room for a little one.

Thank you.

Don't be lonely, Lydia.

You deserve so much more.

Promise me that.

I promise.

[Birdsong]

Yes, I've just found her.

She's been unwell for some time.

Thank you.

What are you wearing?

The wedding's in an hour.

Not really in the mood.

Still no word?

I'm sorry. You did your best.

That was a pile of shite.

I don't believe that.

I think if anyone could have
helped him, it was you.

Come with me.

Why?

Because a good friend of ours
is getting married today

to the woman he loves and
he'd like us both to be there.

Well...that's where
I'm gonna be.

And I think
you need someone today

so it might as well be me.

Please?

I'm bringing the bottle.

RAM: What if she doesn't come?

She'll be here, Dad.

Nobody goes to this much effort
if they're not sure.

Come.

Stop fidgeting...

..or it will take twice as long.

It's itchy.

Who on earth dressed you?

Believe it or not,
I did it myself.

Hm.

Well, we are introducing
large pins.

I would advise you
to stay very still.

Ruby?

Real Indian women don't fidget.

Hm.

What, and I'm not
a real Indian woman?

Of course not.
You were born in Nottingham.

Last time I looked,
that was not in India.

But we may be prepared
to adopt you.

After a suitable time period,
and a trial.

And how long is this trial,
exactly?

It finishes exactly...

..now.

So, do I pass?

With flying colours.

[Soundtrack masks dialogue]

♪ JEEVAN ANANDASIVAM:
Peacock Spring

I'm done. Time out.

- Hey, Dad.
- [Breathing heavily]

I don't have the stamina
for this, AJ.

You know, many men,
they desire younger wives.

But it's exhausting.
Don't try it.

[AJ chuckles]

Er...Dad, I actually erm...

I wanted your
professional advice.

- On this.
- What's this?

I've filled it out
the best I can.

Medical school?

I know there's room
for improvements

but I just want to give myself
every chance of being accepted.

I just want you
to be proud of me.

You remember this.

I've been proud of you ever
since the day you were born

and I'm going to be proud of you
until the day I die.

However...

..I am going to post this
myself.

[Tearfully]
My boy is going to be a doctor.

Just like me.

[Whooping]

[Song finishes]

[Buzz of chatter]

I asked for your help with Paul.

I needed you
and you walked away.

I'm sorry.

What can I say? You're a busy
woman. Always have been.

It's just something
I need to accept.

What if things were to change?

What if I made some time for us?

That's just the drink talking.

No. No, I mean it.

I never thought I'd hear Dr
Lydia Fonseca say those words.

I'm not sure I believe this.

I thought about what you said.

And?

Maggie wouldn't want it.

No.

No, she wouldn't.

- People are looking at us.
- Bollocks to 'em!

Hi.

Hi.

Did you wear that for me?

You're joking.

Yes, I am.

Teasing you has remained
surprisingly easy.

RUBY: They look happy.

I think that's because they are.

I'm sorry that I...

..that I...

That you kissed me?

Yeah.

Yeah.

OK.

Er...Mari is staring at us.

I know.

People clearly have
expectations.

So er...what are yours?

I think I'm still trying
to figure it out.

And there's somewhere
I need to go to do that.

So...where does that leave me?

Waiting?

Sorry.

I can wait.

Thanks.

You're very um...patient.

Yes, I am.

Very.

[Music starts,
laughter and cheering]

Come on, you two, you're needed
on the dance floor.

[Cockerel crows]

[Bleeping]

Duty calls?

I'm so sorry.

- I'll drive you.
- You don't have to do that.

What can I say? You're worth it.

I'm worried you might still
be drunk after last night.

And you're sober, are you?

This liver is
a highly-trained machine.

You may be a great doctor but
as a drinker you're an amateur.

Am I?

Worth it?

Do you really need
to ask me that?

When people need you,
they need you.

Like I helped Paul.

And without a whisker
of false modesty,

I'd say I saved that man's life.

Of course you did.

I'm trying to tell you
that I get it.

You're never gonna change,
Lydia. And I don't want you to.

I'm just glad
we're still friends.

Oh, we're not friends.

[Greg laughs]

[Birds chirruping]

BARSHA: Ruby!

Dad, Ruby's here.

Hi.

[Soundtrack masks dialogue]

- Is that the hernia patient?
- Yes, Dr Fonseca.

Take him straight to the ward.
Swap with the Kochi transfer.

Mr Rahul. Memory clinic.

I'm sure Sister Mari
will be happy to help.

Do you remember the way?
Don't worry, I'll help you.

Mr Thampi?

He's a regular.
Three mins maximum

unless you enjoy a dissertation
on the prostate gland.

I'll bear that in mind.
Come, sir.

Mrs Pillai?

Welcome to
the Good Karma Hospital.

- Thank you, Doctor.
- What seems to be the problem?
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