09x19 - The Good Doctor

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♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why do you miss

♪ When my baby kisses me?

♪ Heartbeat

♪ Why does a love kiss

♪ Stay in my memory? ♪

Just come back in a couple of daysif it doesn't get any better.

- Bye-bye.- Thank you. Bye-bye.

Mr Armitage, please.Hello, I am Doctor Peters.

HORSE NEIGHING

Hurry up, lad.He'll be here in a minute.

Are you sure about this, Dad?

- Don't worry, lad. He's rich.- Yeah, but he's not stupid.

MAN: Bye, now.

DOOR CLOSES

- Well!- At least people turned up.

Oh, I think you're in dangerof being swamped.

Better that than peopledon't go to the doctor at all

because they can't get to Elsinby.

Thanks for your help, by the way.

Oh, it's a pleasure.

See you tomorrow morning, Uncle.

Bye, Charles.

CAR STARTS

- Sue, I love it.- You haven't seen the best bit yet.

Oh, the view!

Jackie, is this a good idea,you looking at houses?

It's market research.

Yes,but you can't change police rules.

I know. But I can dream, can't I?

All right.

Thanks. Off on your rounds?

- Yep.- Is meat potato pie for tea all OK?

Mmm. Lovely. Bye.

CAR DOOR CLOSES

Mmm, I bethe's got a lovely bedside manner.

What is it about doctors?

BOTH CHUCKLE

It's absolutely gorgeous.

Oh, well. You'll come back for tea,won't you?

Yes, please.

On one condition.

BOTH: No talking about houses.

Sue? Sue!

Help!

Help!

You have to feel a bit sorryfor him, though, don't you, Alf?

- No.- Oh, come on.

He's all on his own.His wife's left him.

He hasn't got any friends.

Surprise, surprise.

Well, I just think we ought to...you know...

What?

Cheer him up a bit.Spend a bit of time with him.

Some time with him?

I spendthe whole bloomin' day with him!

PHIL SPEAKS QUIETLY Off-duty time.

Well, you can if you want to. Huh.

Ah, Ventress. Your application form.

- Sorry, Sarge?- The cycle race.

Bellamy saidyou wanted to take part.

You'll have to find your own bike,though.

Bellamy has my spare.

Ashfordly police.

I couldn't say no.

I'll be right over.Traffic accident, Aidensfield.

- Are you sure you're OK?- Yeah, I'm fine.

I mean, if you're not, I'll...

Mike, Sue is the one to worry about.

Yeah, it's a nasty cut, I'm afraid.

I might have totrim your hair a bit.

- So neither of them saw anything?- Er, no.

And no witnesses? Great!

How is she?

It looks a lot worse than it is.

Dr Peters, Sarge.The new locum at Elsinby.

- Pleased to meet you, doctor.- Hello.

I should get along there,quick, Oscar.

'Cause Lilu Gondswall's daughterjust had a baby.

Doctors, they are all the same,waste of time.

What do ya know 'bout it?

Enough. I won't go to a doctor,if you paid me.

Well, and you paid meon my deathbed.

He only made me feel better, anyway.

Yeah, well you weren't really ill,were you?

We all have our little problems,Claude.

Well, is it wind?

I am surprised,he didn't give you a kite.

- It wasn't wind.-Then what?

- Piles?- Keep your voice down!

- Evening, all.- Don't talk to me about piles.

Alf, for the last time,cycling does not give you piles.

Well, that's notwhat Mrs. Ventress says.

You're notgoing in for this cycling do?

- Worse luck.- At your age?

Oscar, it doesn't matterwhat age you are.

It's just a family day out,it's just a bit of fun.

- Fun?- CLAUDE: A fun bike race?

So, it doesn't matterwhat sort of bike you use, then?

No. No, it doesn't.

Oh, Bernie, can I have a word?

Gina?GLASS CLATTERS

Don't worry.I'll get rid of him for you.

I'll manage.

- Hello, Gina.- Get lost.

- Evening.- Hey, Ian. What can I get you?

I'll have a pint of Best, please.

- How many other?- Enough.

How do you know about them?

Because I keep me ears open.

During the w*r, old Lord Ashfordly,

he was put in chargeof the Aidensfield Home Guard.

And the reason he got the jobwas he supplied them

with a big hut to do the training.And he let all the lads

have a brand-new bike.After, they'd give the bikes back.

- They're still stored in the hut.- And how do you know?

When I was redistributing,

a bit of his Lordship'sfur and feather,

I spotted them,

I've been waitingfor an opportunity

to do summat about it.

Lord Ashfordlywill never let you use them.

Lord Ashfordlywon't know I'm using them.

They want a bit of a clean-up,

so make sure you've got plentysandpaper and oily rags and that.

Sandpaper and oily rags?

To rub 'em down and polish 'em up.

I'm not happy about this, Claude.

Stop worrying, will you?There'll be a few quid in it.

No, I have changed her to the sofa.

She's still a bit shaky. Yeah.

She sends her love,and says she will go back tomorrow.

Likewise.Yeah. All right, sir. Yeah.

Right, no I would. Thanks. Bye.

- Well?- Er, fine apart from a headache.

Right. So...

Why were you lookingaround Pear Tree Cottage, hmm?

I just wanted to see it, that's all.

Old proverb says,

"Police house part of job.No point house-hunting."

- I know.- Oh, come on.

- This place isn't so bad, is it?- No. I'm sorry, darling.

If I hadn't got this stupidbee in my bonnet about moving.

If I hadn't asked her to show me...

'Ey, 'ey. Shh. Come on.

There's no point thinking like that.

The main thing is...

you're both OK.

GINA: So, what was it like, then,doing medical training?

I've heard it's really hard.

Well, it has to be tough.

Well, you must be ever so clever.

HE LAUGHSNo, not really. Just a hard worker.

Excuse me.

Gina, could I have a word?

Please?

What?

Any chance of a room?

Perhaps not.

How dare you! You lied to me.

You told me you weren't married,remember?

- I know, I want to explain.- I don't want to hear.

And I don't want to see you again.Get it?

Oh, and your room's been letto a very nice doctor,

for six whole months.

So, tough!

Mr Greengrass, there's somethingI want to tell you.

Go on. As long as you don't mind,if I don't listen.

You know I was in the woodsthis afternoon

getting them pheasants?Well, I saw this car.

David, I don't careif you saw a flying saucer.

You were not in these woodsthis afternoon.

And even if you were,

you certainly weren'tpicking up pheasants.

I was.

Will you stop arguingand get these bikes on the truck?

There. The aspirin'sstarting to work already.

I'm sorry.

I know I panic. It's so silly.I treat sick babies all the time.

I know what to do, it's just...

You're a nurse, and you knowall the things that can happen.

Yes.

Well, it's none of them.It's a simple infection.

And he's already on the mend.

The thing is, I lost a child once.

Oh, I'm sorry. I had no idea.

Well, I don't know why I told you.I never talk about it.

- Never, ever.- I'm glad you have.

'Cause now I understandwhy you're so anxious about Sam.

It's natural.

Anyone in your positionwould be the same.

CLAUDE AND DAVID GROAN

CLAUDE: It's a good jobwe brought the truck.

I wouldn't fancy ridingone of these, not with my legs.

What's that burning?

It's that car I saw.

You mean it was that car you saw.

Come on. Let's get out on with it.Come on!

Straight off to sleep.

Thanks very much.

- What?- Oh, nothing.

It's just, erm,I've never seen you off duty.

You look completely differentout of the uniform.

Yes, well, it's not very flattering.

Oh, no false modesty, please.

You know perfectly wellhow attractive you are.

- Well, good night.- Good night.

DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS

ASHFORDLY: Well, it's her all right.

My old Bentley.

Sarge?

It looks as if it's been hitby another car.

Green paint.

The same colouras your wife's friend's car.

Yeah.

So what are you saying?My car was involved in the crash?

- It looks like it, sir.- Who was driving it?

Well, excuse me, Your Lordship.

- CLAUDE: 'Ey, 'ey, 'ey.- What?

What David was going to say,Your Lordship,

that since we found the car for you,would there be any sort of reward?

Certainly not. Let's get back.

It's all very well finding it,Greengrass,

but what were you doing in my woodsin the first place?

That's all the thanks you get.

How many times have I told you,you don't say unless I tell you to.

It was you who told themabout finding the car.

- That's different.- Why?

I know what to tell 'emand what to leave out.

Keep your eyes open,

we must've missedone of the two birds.

How is he today?

Hello. Oh, he's fine.You were quite right.

There really was nothing wrongwith him.

- I shouldn't have bothered you.- Yes, you should.

With a preciouslittle baby like Sam, any time.

Thanks.

Well, I must get Mr Precioushere over to Gladys'.

Does Gladys ever baby-sitin the evenings?

- Sorry?- Well...

..would you like to come outfor dinner?

That'd be lovely.

Is that a yes, then?

- Oh, yes.- Good.

I'll think of somewhere.

So you definitely didn't see anyone?

No.I came straight in after my ride.

- Sorry.- Are you quite sure?

Yes.

Come on, Charles.

I hate people who snitch,that's all.

Helping to catch criminalsisn't snitching.

It is if you know the person.

- And did you?- No!

Charles, whoever it wasisn't worth protecting.

He very nearly k*lled two people,plus he didn't stop at the scene.

Whoever it is, is a coward.

- I saw Eric sitting in the car.- Eric?

The chauffeur's son.He was just sitting in it.

I didn't see him driving it awayor anything.

- Which car? The Bentley?- Yes.

Sort of trying out the controlsand so on.

Well, he's always been madabout cars,

so I wasn't at all surprised.

I mean, I'm sure it wasn't him.

- It could be boys from the village.- Leave it with me.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

CLAUDE: Now, Bernie,what about this lot?

Those things,are sit-up-and-beg, aren't they?

They might have been,but they were half built to last.

- I don't think, Claude.- What are you on about?

There's gonna be hundreds of peoplemilling about.

Well, why would any of themwant to hire an old bike?

- To join in the bike race.- They'll all have bikes.

No, not them.Their friends and relatives.

If we can encourage 'em to jointhe race,

we can hire 'em a bike.

Oh, it's not worth it, Claude.

All this workjust to hire out a few old bikes.

It's not just today, is it?

If we get this one,

we can have a bike hire business.

Oh, yeah!

For all the visitors,tell them to hire a bike

and go for a ride on the moors.

It's got troublewritten all over this, Claude.

It's also got moneywritten all over it, so shut up.

Right, take them in the back.

Excuse me.

You were seen.

Seen in the carjust before the accident.

Sitting in it.

There are witnesses.

Well?

Look, you'd betterstart answering my questions, Eric,

because I'm not in the best mood.What do you have to say?

If you want to waste my time,I've many other people to see.

And whilst I'm seeing them,

I suggestyou take a good, long think

about being sensible and helpingthe police in their enquiries.

Do you understand?

FOOTSTEPS RECEDING

Hmm, you look smart.

Uh, is it good enoughfor Nurse Bolton, though?

Let's have a look at you.

DOOR OPENS

Oh, here we go again.

Great, I think she'll approve.

- Thank you. See you later.- Ta-ra.

Evening.

Oh, I see.It's doctors now, is it?

MAGGIE: Hello.

IAN: Wow! You look great.

Thank you.

So, what are we doing?Are we going straight there?

A drink at the pub first, I think,so I can show you off.

- There you go, Alf!- Great!

Well, go on. Try it.

It's your bike.Why don't you go race?

Because I've got to man the station.

Oh, I can do that.

You're the one who volunteeredto be nice to Craddock.

I didn't. He did.

Come on, Alf.Take it for a little ride.

Hey, mind the van.

Sorry about that.

Alf wanted to borrow my bicycle.

Any news from forensics yet?

Yeah. The green paintwas definitely from your car.

Oh, right.

The car that bumped into youwas definitely Lord Ashfordly's.

I see.

Does that help us with the driver?

Well, I think so.We've had a tip-off.

You're quite sureyou couldn't identify him?

No. Afraid not.

Whoever it washas got a lot to answer.

A headacheand a lousy hire car for a start.

- Poor Sue.- Sure I'll get over it. See you.

'Night.BOTH KISS

- She is a bit pale.- Oh, she'll be OK.

We're going to the theatretomorrow night.

That should cheer her up.

I saw Maggie on the way home.

- Oh, yeah?- Hmm.

With Dr Peters.I get the feeling that...

Uh-uh! Fingers crossed.

CAR DOOR OPENING

CAR ENGINE STARTS

So, where did you do your studyingthen, Doctor?

Er... Plymouth.

Oh, isn't that where Auntie Marylives?

No, that's Sidmouth.

MAGGIE: Gina's Auntie Marycame to live here for a while.

Where did he just say?

Who said you could joinin this conversation?

- MAGGIE: Shall we go?- IAN: Yeah.

- Night-night.- Bye.

Mr Scripps?

David,what are you doing wandering about?

I just saw that womanfrom the crash.

Oh, yes.

I don't know what to do.Me mum says go to the police,

but what happens if I getMr Greengrass in to trouble?

What are we talking about?

The ladI saw driving Lord Ashfordly's car.

You saw someone?

Well, then you'd best report it.

Then I'll have to tell 'emabout the pheasants,

what I was doing therein the first place.

I won't be able to stop myself.I know I won't.

Well, tell them anonymously, then.

What?

Give them an anonymous tip-off.

So they don't know who you are.

MAGGIE: That was a lovely meal.

IAN: Yes,we should do it again sometime.

- Shall we?- Yes.

Have you always wantedto be a doctor?

- Yep.- Why?

Emergency Ward Ten on television.

Oh, I don't know.

I suppose I just setmy heart on it when I was a boy.

No doctors in the family?

Oh, no. My parents both left schoolwhen they were .

- They must be very proud of you.- I'm afraid so.

"My son, the doctor."

So, next question. Why a GP?

Surely working in a hospitalwould be more glamorous.

I'm not interested in glamour.

I just want to help.

Find a small community,get to know it inside out,

and really make a difference.

Do I sound a bit pompous?

No, not at all.

There's nothing wrongwith being idealistic.

- Are you still looking?- What do you mean?

For your small community.

Well,I'm looking for a practice, yes.

Why not stayon at Neil's old practice?

- Well, I didn't like to ask.- Why not?

You've gone downso well in the village.

It'd be perfect.

Do you really think so?

Yes.

And you wouldn't mind if I applied?

No, I think I'd rather like it.

Well, in that case, Nurse Bolton,

perhaps I will.

Let's go.

GINA: Time, gentlemen, please!

Thank you.

GLASSES CLATTER

- GINA: Ta-ra.- MAN: Ta-ra.

And that goes for you.

- Gina.- I'm not talking to you.

- That doctor fella is a liar.- I'm not interested.

No, but listen.

You knowhe says he trained in Plymouth?

I don't want to hear.You're just jealous.

- No.- Oh, yes.

He's a nice guy, we all like him,

and you can't stand it.

Now will you go?

If you'll let me explainfor just one minute.

You're the liar, Andy. Not him.

Right, Eric.

We've brought you in here

in the hopethat it'll make you see sense.

Let's start all over again,shall we?

You were seen in the car,

in the garage,

that afternoon.

Now if you didn't take it,

all you need to do is tell mewhat you were doing there.

What is the point in not talking?

BELL DINGS

I'll be back in a minute.

David.

Mr Bradley.

I was in town,getting Mr Greengrass's, erm...

you know, and I thought I'd come in.

I want to make an anonymous tip-off.

I see.

- How are we doing?- I told you it were useless.

I wish you'd stop moaning.

All right,it's not going as well as I'd hoped,

I shall have to think of something?

- I don't know what.- Neither do I yet. Give me time.

You definitely saw the driver?

Oh, yeah.

Right.

Is, erm, is that him there?

Oh, no. No.

The boy I saw, he had,

yellowish hair and a red jacket.

Right.

We've had some fresh information.

You'll be pleased to knowI'm going to let you go.

Not so fast. Sit down.

I want to get to the bottomof this no-talking business.

I think you're covering for someone.

Am I right?

Who really took the car, Eric?

Look,we've already got a description.

- You may as well tell me.- I can't! I daren't.

Here you are, Bellamy.Hold this, would you?

Right, this one's for you.

It's Penny's.She won't be needing it now.

Thank you.

Hey, Phil! Very trendy!

Hey, Bernie,I think eureka's just arrived.

David? David? Come here.

Here, I want you to take this dart,

go and shoveit in few of them bike tyres.

I can't do that.

You'd better, or you'll get my bootup your backside.

Go on, go on.

AIR HISSES

- Could I have a word?- Yes?

It's about the locum doctorin Aidensfield.

- Yes.- I think he's an impostor.

I beg your pardon?

He's telling people that he trainedin Plymouth, but he couldn't have.

It's not a teaching hospital.

I mean, I do know.

I was there for a monthafter a diving accident.

So exactly what are you suggesting?

That if he's lying about that,what else is he lying about?

CLAUDE: Sorry about your mishap.Don't worry.

It'll be repairedby the time you go back.

- Not you and all, Alf?- Aye.

Sort out a really nice onefor Mr Ventress.

I remember the timewhen one of these

was all you had to get round on.

Five bob, Alf.

- Ta.- Ta.

- Here you go.- Yup.

HE LAUGHS

WHISTLE BLOWS Everybody ready?

ALL: Yes!

Go!

AUDIENCE CHEER AND APPLAUDE

I like your shopping basket.

And your skirt guard.

Go on, Alf. Give it some welly.

You can stop for a fagwhen we've finished.

Steady on, Alf.You don't want to peak too soon.

Move over, Sarge. Move over.Alf Ventress coming through.

BIKE CREAKS

Help!

Help!

ALF GROANS IN FEAR

MAN: I nearly k*lled myself.I want my money back.

I nearly k*lled myself.I want my money back.

Hey, Bernie. Bernie,what do you think you're doing?

I'm putting G and S Bike Hireinto liquidation.

- You can't do that.- I can and I have.

Not only did I give that blokehis money back,

the brakes failed on the bikewe hired to Alf Ventress.

He's gonna end upin hospital, we're gonna be sued!

What do you mean "we're"?You're the one who obviously

didn't tighten up the nutsand screws properly.

There's one nut with a screwloose around here,

and that's you.

If these bikes come back,I want 'em out of here.

What do you expect meto do with 'em?

Oh, don't tempt me again, Claude.

Take 'em backto where they came from.

If you don'tI shall be calling His Lordship.

All right,but I'm doing it under duress.

Where's David? David?

- I think you've just missed him.- What? David!

David!

MAGGIE: There you go, Alf.Not too tight?

No. No, it's fine, thanks.

Mind his eyes.

Maggie, I do know about iodine.

ALF WINCES

Oh, yeah? Been drinking, have we?

CAR DECELERATES

PHIL: Right, that's it.

This is a preposterous suggestion.

Exactly. Which is why we needan identity parade

to clear up the matter.

I'm sorry, but I can't agree to it.

Charles is extremely sensitive.

DOOR BANGS

- Get off!- There we go.

- Get off me.- You're all right.

You wait here until you sober up,'ey?

- What's up?- Drunk as a lord.

Refuses to be breathalyzed.She doesn't know who she is.

Sue! Sue!

Call an ambulance. Quick!She's not drunk, she's ill.

Go on, Phil. Move!

It's Jackie's friend.The one in the crash.

Which crash?

Not the one with my car?

Yes. Could you pleasestep outside, sir.

Out of the way.

DOCTOR: The car accident happenedthree whole days ago.

Why on earth wasn't she takenstraight to casualty

when it happened?

Dr Peters,said it was just a minor cut.

What?

She has a massive subdural hematoma.

The neurosurgeon's on his way.

We don't think we'll be ableto stop the bleeding in her brain.

FLATLINE TONE

Jane, Holly,can you get me the crash trolley?

Crash trolley!

KNOCKING AT THE DOOR

Constable Bradley, sir.

No need to leave, Charles.

It's somethingyou both ought to know.

Well?

I'm sorry to tell you

that the womanin the accident with your car...

Well,

she died in the night.

- The girl I saw at the station?- I'm afraid so.

Blood clot on the brain.

She had a bad knock on the headin the crash.

Charles?FOOTSTEPS RECEDING

Charles!

I think I'd better have a wordwith him.

May I? First.

Hello. Is that Dr Hunter?

It's Sergeant Craddock here,North Riding Police.

I believe you have a locumworking for you, a Dr Ian Peters.

I didn't take the car, Uncle.

- I promise I didn't.- What do you take me for?

Charles, a woman has been k*lled.

You have to start telling the truth.

I was going to put it back.

Go on.

I took it for a ride, that's all.

Well, Eric saw me, so...

I told himI was going to say it was him.

If he denied it, I'd tell youabout him and his father

are getting up to.

They're taking moneyfrom the house, Uncle.

Keeping it in a tin in the garage.

- Hundreds of pounds.- I see.

So not only are you a liar, Charles,

you're a nasty,bullying little blackmailer.

I was going to tell the truthin the end.

I wouldn't have let himgo to prison!

What about the money, Uncle?

Do you want meto show you where it is?

I know where it is.I've known for years.

Come on, Charles.

So I honestly don't thinkyou have anything to worry about.

Well, that's very reassuring,Doctor. Thank you.

And if I can say,as a Parish Councillor,

we're all hopingto persuade you to...

..well, stay on.

Why, thank you very much.

- Thank you.- Goodbye, now.

I'm sorry, Dr Peters.Could I have a word?

- What, now?- Excuse me, Mr Blaketon.

Would you mind following meto the station, sir?

What's all this about?

This is crazy.

I've been a doctor for six years,for goodness' sake.

Ask anyone.Ring up my last locum posting.

It's your medical trainingwhich interests us,

not your locum work.

Dr Hunter's very kindlychecked out your references

which say thatyou trained in Plymouth.

PHONE RINGS Yes.

Plymouth is not a teaching hospital.

Well,it certainly was when I was there.

Nor, Dr Peters, does your nameappear on any of their lists.

In that case,someone's made a mistake.

Looked me up in the wrong yearor something.

KNOCKS AT THE DOORDOOR OPENS

Phone, Sarge.

PHIL: Dr Hunter again.

She's been onto the BMA.

CRADDOCK: Keep an eye on our friend,will you?

PHIL: Sarge! Sarge!

Sarge!

Ventress.

- Phil, Are you all right?- Yes!

Get after him, Bellamy.

CARS REVS AWAY

I don't believe this.

Andy, will you stop pestering me?

- Gina, I've got to talk to you.- Get off me!

- Is Dr Peters here?- I don't know. I've been out, Mike.

ALF ON RADIO:'Delta Alpha -, come in.'

Delta Alpha - receiving.

Mike, there's a man reportedon the end of Saltburn Pier.

He fits Dr Peters' description,and he's threatening to jump.

Right, Alf. I'm on my way.

CRADDOCK: Get all these peopleoff this pier now. Move it.

- Sarge!- I need you to buy us some time.

Keep him talking.No one could survive in this water.

MICHAEL: Dr Peters.

Ian!

Ian?

Look...

I know how you must be feeling.

I'd like to help.

This isn't the answer.

Hey!

Come on. Let's have youon this side of the rail.

Ian!

- I'll get him.- What are you doing?

ANDY: I know what I'm doing.

Andy!

Bradley, get back here!

PHIL: Come on. Come on.

Come on.

PHIL: No, he's OK.

I've got his legs. There we go.There we go!

- How is he?- I think he'll be all right.

- Where's Andy?- Huh?

He's there.

That was really brave.

I take it he's in serious trouble.

Deception.Medical negligence.

Quite possibly manslaughter.He's in serious trouble, all right.

I feel such a foolbeing taken in like that.

You're bound to feel bad, Maggie.

Especially as I gatherthat the two of you

were becoming quite friendly.

It's not niceto have your trust shattered.

We've all been there and it isn't.

Yes, well, erm,I must let you get on.

Perhaps we could havea proper chat sometime?

Maybe even dinner?

Yes. That'd be nice.

Hi.

Hello.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to deceive you.

I just need to understand.

I didn't evenget into medical school,

and now I've k*lled someone.

You didn't get into medical school?

I couldn't tell Mum and Dad,so I got,

got a job as a hospital orderly.

And after five years was up,I, erm...

..I invented a CV.

It was easy. Nobody checked.

And I picked up enoughto do the work.

It's all I ever wanted to do,Maggie.

And I was good at it.

I could have done the jobin Aidensfield.

I could have managed.

Please, I love you, Maggie.

No, I'm sorry.

FOOTSTEPS RECEDING

So where doesthis wife of yours live, then?

ANDY: Grimsby.

I was .Her parents knew my parents.

I just didn't knowhow to get out of it.

Well, what about divorce?

We're Catholics.

- Well, did you have any children?- You must be joking.

We only stayed togetherfor a few months.

I'm just totally trapped.

I know I lied to you, Gina.

But it was only a white lie,wasn't it?

It's just I felt so much for you,and I wanted us to be together.

Can you forgive me?

Yeah.

MICHAEL: It's ready.

Sweetheart.

You've got to eat something.

I can't.

Sue would be alive todayif it wasn't for him.

Hey, hey, hey,we don't know that for sure.

But surely Dr Huntermust have taken references?

No, she took him on trust.Most GPs usually do.

And he manage to foola lot of people into thinking

he was a better doctor than she was.

Come on. I,

I know how you must be feeling.

I really do.

But life must go on.

Say that tomorrow, Mike.

Not today.