02x02 - Semper Progrediens

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Come here, girl.
Jess, Jess!

- This way, Mrs. Brompton.
- Thank you.

To what do
we owe the pleasure?

Well, it's that time of year.

Oh, the Daffodil Ball.
I've been counting the days.

And who's the
lucky lass tonight?

Who can say at this
point, Mrs. Brompton.

Jim. Jim. perfect timing.

Wallet.

I'm sorry.
What am I paying for now?

It's the Daffodil Ball tonight.

All proceeds go towards the
restoration of the steeple.

It's the highlight of
the social calendar.

There'll be music, dancing.

The frisson of
a warm spring evening.

Mr. Farnon not in?

He's yet to grace us
with his presence.

How about it, Mrs. Hall?

Ticket for you?

Just four, please.

Four?

Yeah, need one for my
date for the evening.

Your date?

The day is young.

Come on, Jim.
No girl likes a cheapskate.

- Who's the extra one for?
- Who do you think?

Time waits for no man, Jim, lad.

And neither will Helen.

Morning, Mrs. Brompton.

Diana, please.

How can we be of service?

Daffodil Ball.

If you're not too busy,

I wondered if we might lure
you onto the dance floor.

Well, that depends what
you're using as bait.

Stop it!

It would be our pleasure
to support the cause.

Tristan, money.

Yep.

Our pleasure, really.

And Mrs. Hall, would you
mind showing Diana out?

Show her out.

Have to scrape
her off him first.

This way.

- Swap.
- Thank you.

Thank you. Bye-bye.

What?

What is it?

I mean, if you can't see

then there's really no
hope for you, brother.

If that woman were
any more forward,

she'd be here yesterday.

Nonsense, Diana's
happily married.

Isn't she?

- Not any longer.
- Not for a year now.

Well, she was probably
just being friendly.

I heard he ran off
with the housekeeper.

I heard the gardener.

How did you get on with
Merrick last night?

I thought you were
going to tag that

onto the end of your list.

James, you really can't allow
yourself to be so forgetful.

The memory is a muscle
that must be exercised.

I'll get up there right away.

No, no, you've got
a busy surgery today.

Here.

Organised as ever.

Why doesn't Tristan
stay and help out?

With both examination
rooms in operation,

we'd get through
them a lot quicker.

I'd like to keep Tristan
under my wing for a while.

He's still got a lot to learn.

Go on, go and get ready.

Mr. Farnon, postcard
from Dorothy.

Who's the old Siegfried?

And why does she hope he
gets out from time to time?

Sorry. I thought it were for me.

I didn't realise until
it were too late.

I'm sure.

All right, all right.
I'm coming.

- No Rover?
- Not today.

Leaking oil everywhere.
Do your tie up, man.

We want to present our
best self to the client.

You know, you could do far
worse than Diana Brompton.

I see you got another
postcard from Dorothy.

How's Malta?

Hot and rocky.

She's looking forward to
becoming a grandmother.

What a shame.

I got the impression you
were rather fond of her.

Oh, hang on. Hang on.
Slow down, slow down.

Stop.

Morning, Helen.

All right, Trist, Siegfried?

What can I do for you?

Oh, it's not me, actually.

I think James wanted to
see you about something.

He's at the house if
you wanted to pop in.

All right, thanks.

Bye.

Bye.

- Helen.
- Hello.

Please, come in. Come in.

Come on through.

Here we are.

Okay then.

How can I help?

I thought you wanted to see me.

You did? I mean, I do.

Why wouldn't I?
Of course I'd like to see you.

Right.

Only I've gotta get back
and put our carrots in.

So shall we?

Sorry. Shall we what?

The reason you wanted to see me?

I'm not sure I understand.
You came here.

Because Tristan asked me to.

He said you wanted to speak
to me about something.

I'm sure he did.

Well…

Tristan and I are going
to the Daffodil Ball.

And I couldn't be
happier for you.

Oh, no, no. He's not…

Not together.

I mean, well, we are, but not…

James, it's fine.

You have my blessing.

See, because of that.

Now I'm not inviting you.

I had a spare ticket,

but I'll just have to
give it to someone else.

Probably for the best.

I haven't really been
out since, well…

No one will care.

We'll go as a group.

You, me, Tris,

whoever he manages
to drag along,

I'm a terrible dancer.

So that amusement alone is
good enough reason to come.

I don't know.

It's my dog.

He disappeared yesterday
evening on one of our walks.

I found him when I went
back out again this morning.

He must've been in
this trap all night.

Oh, bring him through.

James!

I need you!

Don't worry.

Go!

I need to give him
something for the pain

and sedated right away.

- What's his name?
- It's Rock.

Mrs. Hall, pass the
cotton wool, please.

I looked for him all evening,

but I can't cover much
ground with this leg of mine.

You'll be able to
save him, won't you?

I can't tell.

I won't be able to tell you
until I've explored the wound.

Who would you do such a thing?

It's monstrous.

It looks a mess.

I won't know until I'm
right inside how bad it is.

What I'd do for an
X-ray machine now.

Doesn't seem natural, being
able to see your insides

on the outside like that.

An incredible diagnostic tool.

All right.

He's asleep.

I don't think the leg's broken.

We better hope there's still
some circulation to the paw.

And if there's not?

I'm afraid he'll lose the foot.

Colonel, good morning.

Now then, Farnon,
what's all this about?

We were expecting
you last night.

I'm afraid there was something

of an administrative balls up.

My colleague missed
you off his list.

Oh, and there I was believing

I was one of your
most valued clients.

Oh, I'm almost hurt.

Rest assured, you have my
undivided attention now.

- Bag please, Tristan.
- Yes.

Unfortunately, I've had to
find another dance partner.

Sorry to say,

too little too late, old chap.

Still, there's nothing like
a bit of healthy competition

to keep you on your toes,
hey, Farnon?

Indeed.

George, what a qualified
pleasure it is to see you.

Now, now, now, now chaps,
we mustn't squabble.

I'd hate to be the bone between
a pair of scrapping dogs.

If you're finding
yourself unable to cope,

I could always take a few
more clients off your hands.

I'm perfectly capable.

More than capable, thank you.

There's no shame in
admitting you can't keep up.

The years are rolling on.

The coup de grâce.

Until next time, Hubert.

Rolling on?
You're rolling on!

He's older than I am.

Still, since you've
come all this way,

there's no harm in you casting
an expert eye over her.

I imagine there
wouldn't be a charge,

on account of all the bother.

No, of course not, Hubert.

Anything for our
most valued customer.

Thanks for understanding.
See you in a bit.

This calls for tea.

You look like someone
who has two sugars.

How could you tell?

I can always spot 'em.

I've asked this
morning's clients

to come back this afternoon.

I don't understand why Siegfried
doesn't let Tristan run surgery.

If there were two of us,

we wouldn't have to
send anyone away.

Mr. Farnon has his ways,

maddening as they might be.

It's best to let
sleeping dogs lie.

Should I describe Siegfried
as a sleeping dog?

Thanks.

How's he getting on?

I'd like to be able to give
Mr. Hammond some good news.

I don't think
the bone is broken.

We need to hope
it's not infected.

Seems like a nice chap.

He does.

He is.

I better get a brew on

before he wears
an hole in the floor.

Do the best I can.

2.5.

Stethoscope.

Thank you, Tristan.

Pandhi said her
insides have locked up.

Gave her some linseed oil
to grease the wheels.

Really?

Well, that's one way
of doing it, I suppose.

And that's not the
treatment you'd prescribe?

Well, we all have our
different approaches, Colonel.

And different degrees of
success that go with them.

Yes, I thought so.

You're struggling,
aren't you, old girl?

- Stomach powders.
- Coming right up.

I'm afraid there's
definitely a blockage.

It could be she's
had too much roughage

and that's bunged her up

or there could be a wire or
something else caught up inside.

It sounds serious.

More common than you think.

Did Pandhi not mention
the possibility?

I told my stockman to
wait for you, Farnon.

Lesson learned.

We'll start off with the powders
to help her work it through.

If that doesn't shift it, we'll
have to come back and operate.

Mr. Hammond?

Oh, noticed the timing's off.

I put it forward every morning.

Well, I could fix it
for you if you like.

Oh, I've got used to it now.

Sometimes I put it
forward more than I should

to get them out of
the house sooner.

Well, there speaks
a woman wise to the world.

Wise to the lot I've been
numbered with, certainly.

Sorry.

I've never been good
at waiting for news.

I have to keep myself busy.

You and me both.

Mr. Herriot is a wonderful vet.

If you want any more milk,

- you just let me know.
- I will.

I'm sorry, in the rush,
I didn't catch your name.

It's… Audrey.

Gerald.

Sugar. I forgot the sugar.

I'll just…

Oh no, I can leave that.

And I'll come back with your…

With the…

Sugar.

That's the chap.

You know, Jim and I
usually chat.

Chat?

In the car.

Converse, speak, chat.

About what?

Things, you know?

Things?

Yes. Things.

For example, I might ask
how things are with Helen.

Jim will avoid giving
me a straight answer

and then I'll pester him
until he tells me to shut up.

Do you ever write
back to Dorothy

or is that more of
a one-way street?

Understood.

We'll just skip ahead
to the shut up bit.

- What's this?
- It's the list.

The list, man.
Don't look like that.

Tell me what's next.

Mr. Dinsdale.

Oh yes, sow.

Oral hematoma.

See, all up here.

Why would you have
Merrick written twice?

Well, I wouldn't.

Unless this was left in your
pocket from last night,

which would suggest you were
supposed to go to Merrick's

and not James.

What are you doing?

Well, we must present our best
self for the client, Siegfried.

Morning!

Well, we thought it
would be a grand adventure.

Too young to know any better.

Well, you
were in good company.

Well, I should never been
there in the first place.

I lied to the recruitment
officer about me age.

Oh God.

You were one of those.

King, country.

The usual nonsense.

You know, funny thing is,

I wouldn't change it
for the world.

Even though it left me
hobbling about.

The struggle makes everything
all the more worth it.

I'll keep telling myself that.

Mr. Hammond, you
can come through.

Thank you for the tea.

We patched him up.

But I'm worried there
could be an infection.

The wound must've been
open for some time.

If it spreads, it could
poison the bloodstream.

And then what?

There's still a chance
he could lose the leg.

Better that than his life.

Leave him with
us for a few days.

Hey, you'll be all
right, Rock, lad.

This nice gentleman
and kind lady

are gonna take care of you.

And Jess'll
keep him company.

Will we be seeing
you at the dance then?

Oh, God willing.

So long as you fulfil your
professional obligations first.

By God, I naturally
mean my brother.

Them eggs'll not collect
themselves, you know?

Shoulda kept her
locked in the coal shed.

Our little Buttercup's in here.

That boil on her
noggin's even bigger

than last time you were up.

I didn't have
the correct instrument

to complete the procedure.

There's our little lass now.

- Holy Mary mother of God.
- Oh, yes.

I can see from here, the
hematoma's even more engorged.

Aye, looks fit to burst.

I thought about going in
and having a go myself like.

Not for very long, mind.

Yes, well, it's becoming
apparent to me now

why you might've left your
scalpel at home last time.

Thankfully, I believe
we have it here today.

I don't know why you're
handing that to me.

We learn by doing,
little brother.

I imagine she's called
Buttercup because, er,

well, despite appearances,

she's a tender and
sweet soul at heart.

Not as it goes. Nearly
took my finger off once.

If she gets hold of you,

my advice is to play dead.

Unless you think she
might actually k*ll you,

in which case, don't.

Play dead, I mean.

Right.

- Siegfried…
- Come now, Tristan,

it's all right to be frightened.

For without fear, there
cannot be courage.

Without courage,
there can't be pain.

♪ I'm called little Buttercup

♪ Dear little Buttercup

Try not to startle it!

Forget the pig.
You just startled me.

Good Buttercup.

Good pig.

Oh God!

Mr. Dinsdale,

I fear we may have to return
with aesthetic to tame the beast

before we operate.

- Aye, when'll that be then?
- Oh, not till this evening.

What?

No, Siegfried,
we can't come back.

Not tonight.

Look, we're here now.

I'll do it now.

He's either very
brave or very stupid.

I believe it's
a heady mixture of both.

No courage without fear.

No courage without fear.

Oh God!

I admire your persistence,

but sometimes discretion is
the better part of valour.

He's done it!

I'll be damned.

I did?

I mean, yes, I did.

You made a bit of a meal of it,
but he got there in the end.

Maybe I'll see you later.

Tristan, it's this way.

Frowning at it won't change it.

It's from a friend of my mum's.

He owns a vet's
practice in Glasgow.

Mm.

They've offered me a job.

Well, I'm not surprised.

Who wouldn't want
you working for them?

Mum seems to have
accepted it for me.

Oh dear.

The practice is run by
a man called Bill Wipers.

He's on the board at
Glasgow Veterinary College.

He employs modern
methods and equipment.

He has an immaculate practice.

Sterile examination rooms,
nurses, X-ray machine.

And you got lumbered
with us lot.

It's just a different, very
different, way of working.

If you ever have any ideas

about how you might
improve this place,

I'm sure Mr. Farnon
would hear you out.

If you catch him on
a good day, perhaps.

It's more complicated than that.

Dad's struggling to get work.

They're really struggling
to make ends meet.

Well, they want you to be happy.

As a parent, that's all
you want for your children.

It feels so selfish.

They spent their life savings
putting me through college.

I owe it to them.

How long have
you got to decide?

I've got a few
months to work out

if there's something
here we're staying for.

Or someone?

Helen took the other one.

How many cases have we got to
get through this afternoon?

16.

We'll use both
examination rooms.

While I'm treating
an animal in one.

I'll settle the next one
into the other room.

Once I've finished treatment,

you show them out,

settle up the bill.

I'll go straight through
to deal with the next.

Right-o.

Hello there.

Hello.

Afternoon.

Right, Mrs. Kirkby
with a rabbit.

That's me.

Lovely.

- Miss Fernley?
- Yes.

Would you like to come through?

Thank you, Mrs. Jackson.

Keep George warm by the fire.

That'll help speed up
the waking process.

It's Anne with Suzy.

I'll be with you in a second.

Don't you look happy about it.

Sorry.

I've been rushed off my feet.

Hello, Suzy.

How are you getting on
with those pups of yours?

They're all grand.

First one you got out is
the biggest of the lot.

We named him James.

I'll have to come up
and visit him.

How are we, Suzy?
There you go.

We just need to check
how you're getting on.

- Excuse me.
- Come on through.

Hi, Helen.

Hi.

You look…

It's good to see you.

Shall I come in?

Yes, of course.

I'm just finishing up.

I won't be long. I swear.

She won't mind waiting.

Oh, hello.

Tea?

I think so.

She's certainly put
the weight back on.

Sorry, Suzy.

That's very rude
of me, isn't it?

You know, if ever
you're to get

beyond smiling at the girl,

you might eventually have
to do something about it.

What happened to the other one?

I thought we could chat.

Yeah. Great. Okay.

The other one,
the bar maid, Margaret.

Maggie?

I suppose she got sick of you.

You know, the thing
about Maggie and me

is we're like
ships in the night,

travelling our own
separate courses.

Occasionally we crash

into one another
during stormy weather.

Meanwhile, you happily flit,

courting one girl
and then the next.

First of all, no one courts.

- Then what do they do?
- They date.

- We're not Americans.
- The world's changing.

Not every evening
spent in the company

of a woman
necessarily has to end

in something
particularly meaningful.

In fact, most often it
necessarily doesn't.

Then what's the point of it all?

Fun.

I understand that's a
very alien concept to you.

I am fun.
I'm perfectly bloody fun.

You certainly used to be.

Now I don't know
what's happened.

- What's that suppose to mean?
- You didn't use to be like this.

Like what?

Allowing Merrick
to get a free ride.

Letting Pandhi rattle you.

And don't even get me
started on the women.

I imagine the problem's
getting you to stop.

There's no spirit.
The fight's gone.

- I assure you, it has not.
- Really?

Cos in the
not-too-distant past,

you would've tackled that sow
without a moment's hesitation,

just to show people
that you could.

I'm not saying you're past it…

You just did!

Stuck in a rut, maybe.

One that I thought Dorothy
had got you out of.

I'm not in a rut.

There is no bloody rut.

Pups are doing grand.

You can have one of
them if you like.

Dog we've got gives us
enough trouble, thanks, Anne.

He shouldn't be too much longer.

Good to see you out
and about at any rate.

Can't have been easy.

But you'd be feeling
a whole lot worse by now

if you'd gone through with it.

That's what I keep
telling myself.

It's true.

None of us have
a crystal ball but,

if it weren't right
from the start,

it'd end up wrong.

Best get Bert out of Drover's,

before he gets himself pickled.

Are you coming to
the dance, Mrs. Hall?

Oh, I've my book for company.

That won't keep
you warm at night.

Well, I've a hot
water bottle for that.

See you, Anne.

Oh, I'll get that for you.

- Bye then.
- Bye.

Good evening, good evening.

Mrs. Hall, Helen,
a delight, as ever.

What happened to you?

Fight with a pig.

Is it hard to believe
I actually won?

Bring your muddy things down.

Don't leave them
festering on the floor.

It's been a long day.

All right, don't pull it off
in such an hurry next time,

you might have
a few buttons left.

Thank you, Mrs. Hall.

I'm making a bonnet.

If you'd like,
you could put your letter in

with my parcel to Dorothy.

Yes, perhaps.
That sounds like a nice idea.

You must barely recognise me.

Oh, I don't know, Siegfried.

I think you've
weathered rather well.

You're very kind.

How've you been?

You know, one foot in
front of the other.

Glad to hear it.

There you are, James.

About bloody time. Poor Helen's
been bored silly waiting.

I'm fine. Mrs. Hall's
been looking after me.

I had an emergency case.

I've been playing
catch up all day.

You should really learn
to deal with these cases.

No wonder we're struggling
to turn a profit.

I would say, Siegfried,
if Tristan were here today,

there would have been no
need to send anyone away.

I want him with me until
he's served some time

under my supervision.

He's more than capable.

See how they shower
me with praise?

Perhaps this could
wait for another time.

No, if James has got something
he wants to get off his chest,

I'd like to hear it.

If Tristan were able
to practice on his own,

we could take on more work.
With the extra money,

maybe we could change
a few things around here.

Change? Why on earth
would we want to change?

We could be working
much more efficiently.

Half our equipment is
from the last century.

So am I! Shall we just
toss me out as well?

I don't think James means that.

Of course I don't.

Siegfried, I learned
more from you in a year

than I did in all the
time I spent at college.

You flatter to deceive.

It's true.

He told me as much before.

I just want to be able to
offer the best care possible

to our patients.

Of course, as do I.

You know I'm always
open to new ideas.

What?

I am.

Did you know that we
were the first practice

in the whole of Yorkshire
to have our own centrifuge

for TB testing?

And I always put us forward

for the trial of
new medications.

We are a forward-looking
practice and I am one

who always looks ahead,
rather than behind.

Always.

Semper progrediens.

- Always progressing.
- I know.

Good.

Well, that all
seems settled then.

Now, shouldn't you be going
before something or other

turns into a pumpkin?

Semper progrediens.

I believe he's fighting
the inevitable march of time.

Oh, Lord help us.

Go on, get on with you.
I have my book to read.

James!

Good luck.

You sure you won't come?

Oh, it's not for me.

Listen to that, Jess.

Isn't that wonderful?

You'll be fine.

Did Dorothy happen to mention
when she'll be returning?

She has no plans at the moment.

Oh, and how do you
feel about that?

How do I feel?

When you care about
someone very much,

people tend to have these
things. Feelings. Emotions.

Dorothy is a good friend.
Nothing more.

Understood.

Well then.

Without fear.

There can be no courage.

Once more unto the breach.

Diana.

Good evening.

How many do you think
he'll dance with tonight?

I have a feeling that once
she gets a hold of him,

she won't be letting go.

My mum used to make me go
to tea dances with her.

Used to be me in a room
full of old ladies.

Mum used to make me stand
up in front of them all

and request songs
from the singer.

- She didn't!
- I had to dance with her.

And all her friends.

That's why I find it the
most embarrassing thing

in the world to do.

It's probably why
I'm terrible at it.

James, stop it.

You're just saying it
to make me feel better.

So I apologise in advance

for the absolute shambles
this will inevitably be.

But would you like to dance?

I promise, once people
see me out there,

no one is going to be talking
about your wedding with Hugh.

You'd really do that?

You'd make a complete
fool of yourself for me?

Every single day.

No Maggie tonight then?

No, no, boyfriend.

Her, not me.

That were very clever of
you, tricking that pig

into bursting its own bubble.

There'd be some who'd mistake
it for you running away.

Yes, well it often takes
brains as well as brawn

to solve these problems.

I'd settle for a pretty face.

How about it then?

Oh, sadly, Anabel, I'm just
not one of life's dancers.

Well, that's handy

cos I'm not one
for dancing either.

Outstanding.

I have no idea what I'm doing.

Don't worry, you're doing fine.

- Oh!
- Sorry.

It's all right.
Got another one.

Look, try and loosen up.

Let yourself go with it.

That's it, that's better.

Oh!

That's a little too much.

I was sorry to hear about
you and your husband.

Which was it, the
housekeeper or the gardener?

Oh, I don't hold with
such tittle tattle.

Both, actually.

I wouldn't blame him
if it was the gardener.

He was quite the dish.

There's even one going around

where I've got old Len
buried in the basement.

That's why no one's
seen him for so long.

I don't mind that one so much.

It keeps everybody
on their toes.

Farnon, we've got ourselves
a bit of a problem.

Yes, Colonel, I believe we have.

I was in the middle of
a charming conversation

with this young lady and
I've been rudely interrupted.

I beg your pardon?

You can beg all you like.
You're not having it.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

You see, Colonel?
What did I tell you?

He's lost it.

I do apologise, Diana.

Oh, no need.

I love a bit of drama.

Now, hear this, Farnon,

that cow is still unwell.

You told me it
needed an operation.

If you're not willing
to come up and sort her,

I can always take
my custom elsewhere.

Custom suggests a transfer of
money for services rendered.

I put a lot of work your way.

Because we're the
finest in the district.

We've three qualified vets

and enough work to necessitate
the expansion of our practice.

We don't have to fight
like jackals

over scraps left by others.

If you really want the best
possible care for your animals,

you can call during
our normal business hours.

Otherwise, go with
the reserve team.

Good evening.

Good evening?

I'll give you good evening!

That was
very impressive.

- Thank you.
- Where are we going?

No idea.

But I always like to sweep
out at the end of an argument.

But since we're on the move,

might I suggest somewhere
more salubrious?

The Renniston, perhaps?

Why not?

Sorry again about your toes.

It was great.

You were great.

It's been so long since…

I really needed that.

I'm glad.

I'll fetch our drinks.

Don't forget to come up for air.

Night, Tristan.

- Allow me.
- Thank you.

Helen, by the way,
how've you been?

Yeah, not bad. You?

Same as always.
What do you say then, miss?

Fancy a turn on the floor?

Fernley, this is-

Hello, I'm James Herriot.

Right.

Right.

Sorry.

I didn't mean to, if
you two are together.

- Really.
- Oh no, we're not.

- Are we?
- No, we're not at all.

Only, we were known to have
the odd dance in the past

and we even won a show together.

Go on. At least he won't
stand on your toes.

Right.

Really, no trouble.

Enjoy yourself.

Thanks, James.

Idiot.

Tea, Siegfried?

If you wouldn't mind, Tristan.

Thank you. Very kind.

When.

Bless you.

Good evening?

Oh, very much so.

How long's this gonna go on for?

What?

The inane expressions?

The smug sense of satisfaction.

Mrs. Hall, I would have
thought you'd be glad

to hear we enjoyed
ourselves last night.

Well, it was enough to
put me off my breakfast.

What about James?

Did he enjoy himself?

Darrowby 2297.

One moment.

Mr. Farnon!

Colonel Merrick.

Yes, what is it?

Oh, you do?

Yes, well, I'll have to consult
our appointment diary first.

Three o'clock?

Breakfast's on the table.

I'll be
there in a minute.

How'd it go?

He's doing all right.

Temperature's down.

The infection's
starting to clear up.

You can call Mr. Hammond and
tell him to pick him up later.

That's not what I meant.

Oh, love.

It's all right.

There were a lot of people
Helen needs to catch up with.

Herriot!

Tristan?

I'm literally three
feet away from you.

I don't understand why
you have to bellow.

Don't be such a
sensitive Sydney. Here.

I've been keeping these back.
One each.

What are these for?

You said you wanted us
to modernise, James.

We're about to give
the good Colonel

a show he'll never forget.

And, James, if you do
have any new ideas,

I'll always hear them.

Morning, Colonel.

No Pandhi today?

You're a vet, Farnon.

For now, at any rate.

Well, I'm glad we managed
to squeeze you in.

Yes, prepare the patient
for the operation.

Thank you.

Right, this is where we go in.

I hope you aren't squeamish.

It's not for the fainthearted.

I've seen blood before.

You needn't worry.
I shan't faint.

There you see the rumen exposed,
the cow's first stomach.

You know they have four.

Hang on, Farnon, that
doesn't look too clever.

Yes, it's probably just
a bit of ruminal gas,

wouldn't you say?

Aye, probably.

James, could I borrow
you for a second.

Farnon, what was it you said?
The finest vet in the district?

You're putting on
a right show now.

Siegfried, do you not
think the good Colonel

could benefit from seeing some
of your handiwork up close?

You know, you really
are full of good ideas

at the moment, James.

Yes, Colonel, come in.

Come in. That's it.

That's it.

A little closer.

A scalpel please.

Thank you.

Ready, Colonel?

Oh, get on with it, Farnon.

Absolutely….

There's what the problem was.

What do you make of that?

- Farnon, what the…
- It's Mr. Farnon.

And my bill will be in the post.

Well, I thought that
went rather well.

- Absolutely.
- Quite the show.

Textbook.

God, absolutely
covered in the stuff.

You'll have to keep him
inside for a few days

to keep the wound clean.

But I'm pleased with how
the infection is clearing up.

Well, we can't thank
you enough, Mr. Herriot.

No trouble at all.

Mrs. Hall will show you out.

Come on then, Rock.
Here we go.

Looks like these two
have become firm friends.

We'll be sorry to see
him go, won't we, Jess?

I'm sure they could
see each other again.

We could take them
for a walk together.

One of the men
usually take Jess out.

Ah.

Well, never mind.

Maybe we'll see you out
and about, eh, Jess?

When you grow tired of
moving your clock forward,

let me know and
I'll come fix it.

Lost time is never found again.

Come on, Rock. Let's go.

Oh, hold on!

Oh, Helen, love.

Good to see you.

Is James about?

In there.

Come in.

Just clearing up.
Won't be a second.

Sorry we lost each
other last night.

Oh, it's fine.

Don't worry.

It's been so long since
I caught up with everyone.

I've known most of them
since we were kids.

It's all right. I understand.

It was the same for
me when I went home,

seeing everyone again.

Feels strange hearing you
call somewhere else home.

You belong here.

This is your home.

I looked for you last night.
Couldn't find you.

Dragged into
a conversation outside

with Jean Gilbert
and Mr. Summers.

Once they get their teeth in,
they're hard to shake off.

I'd have liked to have
danced with you again.

If your toes could take it.

Last night were the
first time in a long time

that I felt like myself again.

And I was only there
because of you.

Everything all
right with Miss Alderson?

Aye, grand.

Everything's grand.