Thank you.
- Vettu cake? - Deep fried balls of deliciousness.
Or a heart attack 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?
- 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, 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.
I can handle this one on my own.
For once I actually agree with Dr Walker.
Bon voyage.
What's the matter?
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...
*CREDITS*
Ah, the kite festival.
Hey, is that today?
You know, when I was your age I used to smash light bulbs
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 violence.
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 shit!
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 executed 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?
~
"Do not disturb." Can't you bloody read?
Paul. It's me, Greg.
Come on. Open the door!
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.
~
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's 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 violence 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.
~
Shit.
- 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.
Watch it. Watch it. Careful. Argh!
Oh, you soft sausage.
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 died, 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 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.
- Right. Pint of Sadler's? - 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. ~
I did what you said.
I killed the bee.
- Ruby, 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.
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.
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.
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 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!
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 died.
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.
I'm trying to apologise here.
Well, erm, promise me that you'll never try and apologise ever again.
My parents died 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...
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 murder.
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. - Ah! Ah!
Sure, I'll try a little bit of everything.
~
It looks amazing. Honestly.
Oh, thank you.
- ~ - ~
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.
~
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...
~
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. ~
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 tiny detail into account.
And what's that?
I love him.
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.