Doc Martin

Oh!

Out of my way!

What's the matter with you people?

Out of my way!

Right, out of the way.

Oh, my God. Has anyone called an ambulance?

On its way, Doc. Sorry to get you out so early.

I'll give you a nerve block. This will have to be dismantled.

No, Doc, you can't do that, it's my brother's boat.

He needs the winch for this morning's fishing.

Your fingers are lodged in there, you could lose your hand.

- I could reverse the machinery. - Don't touch anything.

Probably not that complicated.

I don't need a shot.

It's a local anaesthetic,

injected around the nerve below your wrist.

It'll numb your fingers.

Hold very still. I don't want to pierce...

- .. your ulnar artery. - Argh!

- Don't touch anything! - Sorry. Sorry. My bad.

Imbecile!

Doc, is this a bad time to ask you a question?

- Yes. - Thought so.

No, no, we made it clear

that you had to give us one month's notice, Janice.

Sorry, I thought it'd be obvious

I wouldn't be working after tomorrow.

- You know, because of this. - But I'm married and I work.

Yeah. I know.

It's just a very busy period for me, Janice.

We've got parents' evening,

and now I need to find alternative childcare for James.

Mel's opened that nursery. Heard the places are going fast.

Might be good for him, get him used to socialising,

being around folk, so he doesn't end up like, erm...

- Like who? - Hello.

Doc, just one second.

Joe, you can't be here! It's bad luck.

That doesn't count until tomorrow.

- Where are you going? - I'm not taking any risks.

I'll wait outside till Joe's gone.

How was the emergency?

Some stupid fisherman caught his hand in a winch.

Don't worry. Me and the Doc had it covered.

The old Dynamic Duo.

So, you'll be coming to the pre-wedding party this evening?

Yeah, maybe.

Martin, can you switch James into the buggy?

I need to grab those staff appraisal forms

and get off to work before I'm late.

So, Doc, what I was talking about.

- Arms up. - It's Al.

He's just not cutting it as best man.

I mean, he's good, but good isn't enough.

I thought, you know, return the favour?

Erm... no.

What's the matter with you?

Just been working out at the gym.

Getting in shape for the wedding.

Dug.

Oh. It took me half the night to get these done.

- How much sleep did you get? - No, I'm fine.

It's just the workload's been a bit tough recently.

- Don't worry. - At least this one's settled.

Fast learner, too.

You never mentioned he was talking already.

What? He spoke?

Er... yes, I think he did just say something.

No, no. I can't believe I missed his first word.

What did he say?

I'm not sure. It sounded like, er..."duck".

Sounded more like "dog" to me.

James, tell Mummy. What did you say?

Was it "dog" or was it "duck"?

James?

Dad.

- Oh, morning, boy. - What are you doing so early?

Well, I could ask you the same thing.

Hm. So, are we gonna do that thing where I ask you

what you're hiding in the shed

or are you just gonna go ahead and show me?

- That is a lot of whisky. - Yes. Yes.

You told Ruth that sales had been good.

I massaged the truth.

It inspires confidence in the investors.

I had a deal with a restaurant in Bridge.

20 bottles. It felt like the start of something big.

It made sense to be prepared.

And judging by the look of things, nobody...

nobody else has placed an order.

It's the economy.

Restaurateurs are too scared to take a gamble

on an unknown brand.

I know I can turn it round.

But I just need you to do me a favour.

Don't tell Ruth, right?

I mean, have a little faith in me.

Oh.

Thanks for dropping it off here, Mike.

Thank you.

- Fingers crossed, eh? - Let's hope so. Bye.

Oh.

Hello.

Sorry. Erm... short notice, but I was wondering

if the Doctor had any appointments today.

Well, we've just had a cancellation.

- So if you're free now? - Oh, yes.

Wonderful. The name's Rosie Edwards.

I'm not registered here yet.

It won't be a problem.

If you could just fill out one of these forms.

So have you just moved to the village, then?

Yeah. Half my stuff's still in storage.

I've not even had time to unpack and it's straight to work.

You working with Rev Moore, then?

Er... no, instead of him.

So I got back from my holiday yesterday

and there are these messages saying he's gone off

on some spiritual retreat and I've got to fill in ASAP.

It's been a rush and a push, it has.

So, are you doing the wedding tomorrow, then?

Yeah. It's my first one ever.

Yeah, maybe don't mention that to the groom.

He's a bit on edge as it is.

Well, I am qualified.

You've not met Joe Penhale. Just trust me on this.

- Oh! - Careful.

Your depth perception's altered. You'll get used to it.

Next patient. Go through.

What's all this? Tidy this up. It looks like a jumble sale.

Hello, love.

Er, so...

I was in Australia for a holiday and I had a few problems.

I was told I'd need to check in with a GP when I got back here.

You had a deep vein thrombosis.

Apparently from the plane ride over.

I was only meant to be there for two weeks.

The whole thing was a complete disaster

for a number of reasons.

Sleeve.

Ended up closer to a month,

stuck in hospital, juggling all that

trying to work out when I'm starting my curateship here.

Your blood pressure's high.

Yeah. Tell me something I don't know.

Actually, I didn't know that.

You've also been prescribed Warfarin.

I'll need to monitor your blood while you're taking that.

- Are you practising? - Yes, of course.

I'm a certified medical practitioner.

No, I mean the Buddha statue you have over there.

Yeah, I understand.

I've heard it's one of the most popular ornaments

to keep in the home.

I suppose that says a lot about who we are these days,

religion as a statement of interior design

rather than faith or belief.

Stop talking.

The er... doctor in Australia

said I'd need to be on Warfarin for four months.

- That can't be right. - No.

Well, that's a relief.

More like six. Your deep vein thrombosis

is caused by a blood clot that's at risk of breaking loose

and travelling to your lungs,

causing a fatal pulmonary embolism. It's very serious.

What are you doing?

Something to remind me to keep calm and centred no matter what.

Back when I worked in the city, I had a few problems before.

I had to learn some coping mechanism.

All right. Don't start doing it again.

And four bedrooms?

Well, if we could get you an attic.

- Anything's possible. - Next patient?

Yeah. And the important question.

What sort of price range would you be looking at?

Are you the patient?

Come through.

Can I... I'll have to call you back.

What time's a good time?

Erm... yeah, lovely. OK. Oh.

Here you go. Doctor's orders.

Oh. He's an odd one, isn't he?

He's got a strange idea of bedside manner.

The Doc is a very intelligent and conscientious man.

We're blessed to have him. £8.60, please.

No, of course,

I... I didn't mean...

Oh, you've got, erm...

What? Oh, right.

Yeah. Matching collars.

Mine is for a genuine medical complaint.

No, of course. Sorry.

I'm the new curate.

I didn't realise we were getting a woman.

Thanks, then.

It's only his first word. It's not a big deal, really.

I mean, yes, it's the moment where you realise truly

that your child is their own person.

Miss. There's a worried looking man in the playground.