(soft music) (birds chirping) (singers harmonizing) (broom sweeping) (fists punching) (waves crashing) (voices clamoring) (dogs barking) (horn honking) (fists punching) (soft music continues) (horn honking) - [Announcer] It's coming up on 7 a.m and it's good.

Another scorcher here in Barco.

(Ruby grunting) All your favorite hits.

But first, here's Priya Vanya with the news and sport.

- [Priya] Temperatures in Kerala hit 41 degrees again yesterday.

And forecasters have issued warning of record-breaking temperatures related to the drought.

(kids shouting) (light music) (horn honking) (voices clamoring) (speaking in foreign language) (light music continues) (speaking in foreign language continues) (petal clicking) (light music continues) (engine puttering) - Just one more day.

That's all I'm asking for.

Please?

(bright music) (engine rumbling) (bright music continues) (engine revving) (bright music continues) (voices clamoring) - Acute dehydration, he'll need another bag or two of saline.

That's assuming we get the delivery, of course.

Mr. Sharma, I have told you to stop scratching.

I know it's uncomfortable, but you're making it worse.

You're early.

Worms to catch?

- I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd get a head start.

- Snap.

Great minds, et cetera.

Although maybe it's a female thing.

Thank you.

Oh yeah.

Incipient heat stroke.

We'll have to re-check her renal functions later this morning.

If it's OK, she walks.

We need every bed we can get.

- Sure.

- How's your new place shaping up?

- Great.

Although, my landlady is very keen that I marry her nephew.

- Consider it.

Long engagement.

Could save on rent.

- What happened to him?

- Tourist.

Got too close to a ceiling fan.

Of course, what he really needs is a brain transplant, but there are some things that are beyond even my considerable talents.

Why aren't you writing this?

- It's all up here.

Steel trap.

- In that case, how about a new challenge?

Your first solo night shift.

Unless, of course, you have other plans?

- No, tragically, I'm all yours tonight.

- Good.

Then consider yourself on trial.

Right, time for the morning briefing.

The stragglers should have arrived by now.

Ready for action, Dr. Walker?

(voices clamoring) (upbeat music) (upbeat music continues) (upbeat music continues) (upbeat music continues) (upbeat music continues) Now, this damn heat wave is still causing us problems.

We've treated 16 cases of heat stroke already this week.

- It's utterly oppressive.

I've never known anything like this.

- Heat is simply a state of mind.

The human body is perfectly adapted to deal with it.

If you wish to be cool, you simply have to believe.

- Clearly, my faith is lacking.

- So, Dr. Varma aside, we shall all just have to cope.

Although we're low on IV fluids, I think?

Sister?

- Sorry, new supplies were ordered yesterday.

I can chase them this morning.

- Please do.

And finally, Dr. Walker will complete our outstanding home visit.

There's been a request from the Mathew farms, about 20 miles up in the hills.

- Do you think that's prudent?

I mean, sending her alone.

Murali Mathew can be difficult.

- She needs to be able to handle our most challenging patients.

Unless, of course, you don't feel you're up to it?

- I'm sure I can handle him.

(tense music) (phone ringing) (voices clamoring) - Come this way.

Make way for the wheelchair, thank you.

Not now.

Female ward.

What is this?

Wait!

- Do you have enough gauze?

- Yep.

- Murali Mathew is a tricky customer.

Maybe you should take your boxing gloves.

(light music) - Dr. Walker?

Dr. Ruby Walker?

- See you later.

- Ruby Walker?

This way.

(door opening) You need to sign here.

- Oh, yeah.

(light music continues) What?

I decided to upgrade.

Capable off road, more range, higher top speed.

Oh, and so much more stylish.

- Looks aren't everything.

I prefer something I can rely on.

Just call me when you break down in the middle of nowhere.

- Yeah, it won't, so I don't need rescuing.

- (scoffing) I'm not rescuing you.

I just want to be the first to know when it happens.

- OK. (engine rumbling) (engine revving) (light music continues) (horn honking) (propellors whirring) - Your mother has been severely affected by the heat.

She's critically dehydrated, and I suspect her kidneys are already failing.

How old is she?

- 99 years, doctor.

- We'll help her as best we can.

But in circumstances like these, there's not much we can do, really.

- Oh, please, Dr. Fonseca.

We've traveled many miles in this heat for your help.

Only you can save her.

- I understand.

But sometimes a dignified death in your own bed-- - My mother has seen such things in her life, Doctor.

Do you know she touched Mahatma Ghandi's dhoti?

Ask her, she'll tell you.

Still everything is clear like yesterday.

- And these are her wishes too, are they?

- Of course.

She wants to live.

On this, she's very clear.

So am I.

- People should listen to reason.

Suddenly every patient and their wife thinks they're a doctor.

I blame Google.

- Sometimes it takes a little while for reality to sink in.

- Well, let's hope it doesn't take too long, for everyone's sake.

- Is everything all right?

- Of course, why?

- It's usually me getting irritated by the patients.

- My apologies, Dr. Fonseca.

It must be the heat beginning to get to me.

(somber music) (somber music continues) (bell dinging) (person whistling) (engine revving) (upbeat music) (upbeat music continues) (upbeat music continues) (horn honking) (upbeat music continues) (kids clamoring) - OK, hello.

Oi, hey!

Give that back!

Give me that!

(horn honking) Don't touch that.

(speaking in foreign language) Jasprit Mathew?

You.

You strong?

Show me your muscles.

OK. 100 rupees here.

Get all these kids off my bike and you'll get another 100 when I'm back.

(kids clamoring) (light music) Good work.

Let me know where it hurts.

- OK. - How's that?

You need to let me know where it hurts.

Is it hurting?

- Just a little.

It's really not too bad.

- See?

The boy's fine.

- Your son's heart is racing and he has a temperature.

- Then treat him and let him get back to his work.

The crops must come in today.

They're dying in this heat.

- I think your son has appendicitis.

And it could already be ruptured.

So I need to get him to hospital as soon as possible.

- Enough of this now.

So you've seen the doctor, now stop the nonsense and get up!

- Don't touch him.

He's sick.

He's sick!

Look, I need to treat your son.

He needs antibiotics into his veins, maybe even surgery, so he needs to get to hospital fast!

- What are you, a girl of 15 or 16?

How dare you defy me!

Now get out of my house or you'll get a taste of this!

- Papa.

- I'm not going anywhere.

I need an ambulance to the Mathew Farm immediately.

I've got a septic patient with acute appendicitis.

Well, where the hell is AJ?

(light music) (engine rumbling) (horn honking) - Not again.

Speeding, third offense.

For God's sake, AJ.

- Dad, she hates me, OK?

I dated her once.

All she just wants a bribe.

Then we can forget about it.

(whimsical music) Huh?

(engine rumbling) - Officer, (horn honking) my son apologizes.

- Huh?

- I will drive him home.

You can keep the license.

Just give me the keys.

(keys jangling) Thank you.

(light music) Get out.

Get out!

(bright music) (bright music continues) (engine rumbling) (bell dinging) - I expected it to last more than a morning.

- Hurry up and help.

(tense music) (door slamming) - Patient stretcher, come.

- Acute abdominal pain.

Clearly inflamed appendix.

- One, two, three.

Go.

- Careful.

- Easy.

- OK. One, two, three, lift.

(somber music) (somber music continues) - But, Dad!

- Give me the ambulance keys!

Give me the keys!

(AJ stammering) - Fine.

- Thank you.

Ranjit, Please come.

- Dad, why are you calling Ranjit in?

He's got nothing to do with this.

- You'll soon come to know.

Ranjit, congratulations.

You are our new ambulance driver.

Take off that uniform.

- This is ridiculous!

What am I supposed to do now?

- My, what are you supposed to do?

I'll tell you what you are supposed to do.

You are supposed to do this.

- An orderly, you're gonna make me an orderly?

- That's right.

You'll report to Sister Mari.

And when she says jump, you'll ask how bloody high.

- OK, fine.

Dr. Fonseca, come on, please.

- Sorry, this is out of my hands.

But I have to say it does seem an excellent idea.

In fact, I'm rather ashamed I didn't think of it myself.

(whimsical music) - Fine.

(whimsical music continues) (patient coughing) (no audio) - The pain seems better.

He's had morphine and a liter of saline.

- And his belly is soft.

It's probably just mesenteric adenitis.

Now, your son has a mild viral infection.

It has affected the lymph nodes in his belly.

But, er, he should make a full recovery.

- Finally, a real doctor has seen him.

- I don't agree.

When I examined him, he had all the signs of appendicitis, fever, pain.

- Quiet!

The doctor has seen him now.

- Uh, Dr. Walker?

You asked me for my opinion.

- No, I asked for your help.

- From a more experienced medical colleague.

Now, if you wish to ignore me-- - It could still be an appendix.

The morphine and fluids I gave for the transfer could mask the pain.

- Highly unlikely.

- But possible.

And if you're wrong, he could die.

- I know, that is exactly the kind of decision a surgeon makes every day of his career.

Now, if you don't feel you can handle that kind of pressure.

(tense music) What?

- OK, let's ask Lydia.

(patient coughing) - I agree with Dr. Varma.

It's probably just mesenteric adenitis.

But we can't take any chances.

Not when you live 20 miles past the back of beyond.

The appendix comes out today.

In fact, it's a perfect teaching case for Dr. Walker.

It's about time you tried your hand at surgery.

And I'm sure you'll be delighted to assist.

(lively music) (lively music continues) (propellor whirring) - It's just a consent form to say that you agree to us operating.

If you'd like, I can read it out for you?

- Well, thank you for the offer, but I can read.

I just like to know what it is that I'm signing.

- I'm sorry, of course.

- I think you are blushing.

(laughing) Or maybe it is just the heat?

- Definitely blushing.

Of course you can read.

- This is your first operation?

Not only can I read and write, but I also have fully functional ears.

- I'm going to be fully supervised.

Dr. Varma is an excellent surgeon.

- Then I'm in two pairs of safe hands.

(tense music) (water running) (tense music continues) (tense music continues) (electronic beeping) (machine hissing) - Are we ready?

Knife, please, Sister.

- No.

Dr. Walker is our surgeon today.

(electronic beeping) - Bolder.

There's no room for doubt.

If you can't trust your own judgment, how can you ask the patient to trust you?

(electronic beeping) - Swab, please.

- Retractors.

Now lift the peritoneum.

Make the incision with the Metzenbaum scissors.

- I'm through, now what?

- Identify the inevitably normal appendix at the base of the caecum, then deliver it into the world.

- And you're sure it's going to be normal?

- Absolutely.

- Because you're always right?

- Because I trust my own judgment.

Deeper.

Feel for the bowel wall.

(door closing) - Clearly I'm just in time for the main event.

Carry on, Dr. Walker.

(machine hissing) Acutely inflamed.

In fact, on the verge of perforation.

So, I'd say Dr. Walker has won this little battle.

When you're finished, send it to the lab and I'll prescribe antibiotics.

- No problem.

- Dr. Nair could use a hand in the incontinence clinic.

Dr. Walker seems to have everything under control here.

(bright music) (voices clamoring) - AJ?

AJ?

AJ.

AJ!

Someone has vomited in Outpatients.

Twice.

(bright music continues) - Poor Dr. Varma.

I simply assumed he'd been sucking lemons again.

- He'll get over it.

In fact, I think regular humiliation does him a world of good.

- Yeah.

Um, can I ask you a question, Lydia?

- Yeah, of course.

(playful music) Much as I value your friendship.

- No!

(Lydia laughing) It is for Mala.

- I think it's beautiful.

As is she.

- Do you think she'll accept?

- Only one way to find out.

Going to ask her tonight?

- Tonight?

Do you think I should?

- There's only one cure for cold feet.

Hold them to the fire.

(soft music) (bell dinging) (voices clamoring) - Hey.

Thanks for helping me.

It was fun, if that's the right word?

(somber music) - You're on call tonight, yes?

First night in charge on your own.

- For my sins.

- I have some patients you need to review.

- Sure, no problem.

Got plans?

- Actually, I have a date.

- The only thing a doctor likes better than being right is proving another doctor wrong.

- I don't think Dr. Varma sees it that way.

- Sometimes it's hard being a man in a woman's world.

There she is, the oldest woman in India.

Probably.

Her daughter won't let her go.

- What do you want me to do?

- Her kidneys are failing.

So, more fluids if her pressure drops, nothing more.

If the good Lord wants her, we shouldn't stand in her way.

Right, I better go home and see what devastation awaits.

Apparently, my supper's on the table.

Something special, it seems.

- Mm, have fun.

- I'll try, but expect I'll have to have sex first.

A woman's work (chuckling).

Call me if you need me.

- Of course.

- My ship is in your hands tonight.

Keep her from the rocks, please.

(inspirational music) (inspirational music continues) - Hey, how are you feeling?

- Better, thank you.

Very neat.

Not bad for a first effort.

- "David Copperfield"?

- Yeah.

Have you read it?

- Honestly, Dickens pretty much passed me by.

I'm mostly medical books.

- Well, my appendix is grateful for that.

- You like to read?

- Always.

To be honest, I'm not much of a farmer.

That was always my father's life.

- He seems very angry.

- Only when he is awake.

He is a good person, really.

He just likes to have his own way.

- If I'd listened to him, we might not be talking.

- He will want us to leave tomorrow.

- You're my patient, which means you leave when I say so.

Not a moment sooner.

- Nothing intimidates you, does it?

- It's an act.

Don't tell anyone.

So, does it have a happy ending?

- When I finish, I will let you know.

(vibrant music) (vibrant music continues) (vibrant music continues) - Gin and tonic?

(birds chirping) (glasses clinking) Believe it or not, it's not the first time I've co-habited.

- Do I want to hear this?

- Picture a one-bedroom flat in Stourbridge.

I was 19.

Wendy worked at the brewery.

Free samples.

Very adventurous girl.

Truly, I was living the dream.

- I really don't want to hear this.

- It all started with a single pink toothbrush.

One day it just appeared in the half-pint pot by the wash basin.

I raised the issue, and was told it was merely convenience.

But it didn't stop there.

Next came spare underwear.

A bathrobe.

Then one day I opened the wardrobe and it hit me.

- What?

- Seven pairs of shoes, a foot spa, and the fact that I was in a serious relationship.

- (laughing) What did you do?

- I did what any 19-year-old would do in that situation.

I treated her appallingly until she left me.

- Forgive me for not being surprised.

- I was young and foolish.

- Good thing you've changed then, eh?

- I mean, look.

It's perfect.

Enough to make anyone fall in love.

- There's a lot of it about.

There's an engagement ring burning a hole in Ram's pocket as I speak.

- Is that a hint?

- What?

God, no!

Were you being serious?

- Of course not.

Here, I'll get your dessert.

- Thank you.

(soft music) (soft music continues) (soft music continues) (Greg humming) (soft music continues) (thunder rumbling) (soft music continues) (rain pattering) - Is he OK?

- He has a fever.

His pulse is too high.

I need you to go and get more fluids.

- But Mari said we're down to the last three bags.

- Which my patient needs.

Now.

- OK. - So, Doctor, now that you've cured him, can he leave?

- Your son has just had a major operation.

And the infection spread to his belly, so he needs antibiotics and time.

- Maybe some other doctor?

- Look, Mr. Mathew, I'm not going to have this conversation.

- See, if he's not well, why can't-- - Tonight, I am the senior doctor in this hospital.

Which means my decision is final.

(somber music) (rain pouring) (somber music continues) (Mari crying) - Mari?

- I'm so sorry, Doctor.

This is totally unprofessional.

Sorry.

- Are you OK?

- I thought it was just a squabble.

And then this morning, I got this.

Apparently, uh, he's found someone else who can provide what I can't (sobbing).

- I'm sorry, really.

- Thank you.

(somber music continues) - I'm sorry.

- No, no.

It's me who should apologize.

(laughing) It is totally irresponsible to bring personal problems to work.

I will not do it again.

Mere self-indulgence.

- Mari.

- No.

- Mari, wait.

I don't mind talking.

(thunder crashing) Wait.

(electricity crackling) (voices clamoring) - [Mari] We need to start the backup generator.

(rain pouring) (keys jangling) - You know how to use this?

- Of course, Doctor.

This is not the first time.

Hold this.

- Fuel connected?

- Yes.

Glow plugs.

(machine whirring) (engine rumbling) (engine puttering) - That's not good.

- AJ's checking to see if the street lights are out.

It could be down across the whole state.

- It's totally dead.

- If there's no power, nothing will work.

Even the mobiles need power to the masts.

What do you want to do?

- Uh, OK, let's get as many patients as possible to the female ward.

That way we can keep an eye on them.

And more torches, more candles, whatever you can find.

And then send AJ for help.

- In this?

- We don't have a choice.

- Yes, Doctor.

- Ruby, I need you now.

Come on.

(voices clamoring) (tense music) We can't get a blood pressure.

- How long has he been in pain?

- An hour, maybe more.

- His pulse is weaker.

He's tachycardic and his temperature is up.

What do you want to do?

What's wrong, Doctor?

I thought the procedure went well.

- I thought so.

Maybe I didn't close him up properly.

If I made a mistake, he could be bleeding at the operation site.

- But Dr. Varma was there with you.

(tense music continues) - We need to take him back to theatre.

- We can't without power.

- If he's bleeding, it won't stop.

I have to go in and check.

- Dr. Walker, that is impossible!

- We either operate now or we watch him die.

(tense music continues) (thunder crashing) (dramatic music) (tube hissing) - Doctor?

- OK. OK, turn it on.

(dramatic music continues) - [Mari] Are you ready?

Ruby?

- Yeah, let's just get on with it.

- [Mari] OK. (thunder booming) (tools clattering) (dramatic music continues) (somber music) (somber music continues) - It's going down.

(tense music) (thunder booming) Doctor, what's wrong?

Ruby?

- Nothing.

Nothing's wrong.

No bleeding, no leak.

(tense music continues) - What the hell are you doing?

I didn't believe them when they said you were in here.

(dramatic music) Step away, Dr. Walker.

We need to wash out and close up immediately.

- Yes.

Yes, Doctor.

(solemn music) (water running) - [Lydia] I just want to know why.

- I thought it was the right decision.

- To try and operate during a blackout.

- It could have been a failed anastomosis.

He could have been bleeding out.

- And was he?

- No.

- There's a fine line between confidence and arrogance, Dr. Walker.

Let's hope this boy doesn't pay the price.

Ah, perfect timing.

I need you to take over here.

Check for possible septic shock post repeat surgery.

She brought him back here alone, so clearly I've created a monster.

And carry on with the manual ventilation till the power comes back on.

- Of course.

(somber music) (tool hissing) (rain pouring) (somber music continues) - Doctor?

- Hi.

Your son's very sick.

We're doing everything we can to help him.

(somber music continues) - Every day he works.

Hours and hours.

He's all I have.

The only thing in my life that is worth anything.

I need to talk to him.

The boy's a dreamer, you know?

Head always in the clouds, or in one of his damn books.

He needed discipline.

(somber music continues) I love my son.

I must make sure he knows that.

- Follow me.

(somber music continues) (Ruby clearing throat) My patient.

- Lydia asked me to take charge.

- I know.

(tool hissing) (somber music continues) (somber music continues) (somber music continues) - I'm afraid it won't be much longer now.

- The time, please?

What is the time?

- Almost 4 a.m. - It's too soon.

We must continue.

Please, Doctor.

- I'm so sorry, there's really not much more we can do.

(speaking in foreign language) - She hears me.

She understands.

(tool hissing) - Your own father must be very proud of you.

A doctor so young.

- My father left when I was a baby.

- He must have been weak.

Or perhaps mentally deficient.

- (laughing) I think Mum just thought he was a selfish, self-centered bastard.

I don't even know if he's dead or alive.

- So this is why you came here?

To look for your father?

(somber music continues) - No.

I came here to, I don't know why I came here.

I wasn't happy in England, I know that.

- Only a fool wants to be happy.

And you are nobody's fool, I think.

(electricity crackling) (rain pouring) (bright music) - Finally.

We'll put him on the machine.

(electronic beeping) Hold this.

(bright music continues) (birds chirping) (bright music continues) - Coffee?

- Thanks.

- How is he?

- Yeah, better.

- Good.

(kids clamoring) (birds chirping) - What would you have done?

- I don't know.

(no audio) (blades whirring) - I'm sorry.

- The time of death, Doctor, please?

- Your mother passed away at 6:10 this morning.

- (sighing) You will record this?

- That's the procedure, yes.

- This is fine.

She's done it.

(bird calling) - Can I get the spanner?

10 mil.

- Yes, yes.

(tools clattering) Here.

So this means you are speaking to your father again?

- Think I just did.

- You did well last night.

Even Mari said so.

And she's a harsh mistress.

- Oh.

The piston's completely seized up.

It's no good.

(soft music) (soft music continues) - For God's sake, say something, AJ.

- When do you plan on asking her?

- When the time is right.

You know these things, they need the right moment.

You've got to grow up, AJ.

But your father needs to let you.

And this is the first step for you and for me.

Well?

(soft music continues) - Congratulations.

- My boy!

- Can I have my old job back?

- Not a chance.

- Good morning.

- How are you feeling?

- The boy has the strength of youth.

One minute they are at death's door, and the next, ready for work.

- Well, I think a period of recuperation is necessary.

- Give someone a taste of an idle life, you've lost them forever.

OK, one day.

Not a minute more.

- Mr. Mathew, can I just?

I gave you what you asked for, a chance to speak to him.

- Well, I'm quite grateful for that.

- So tell him what you told me.

- What?

I am old.

I keep forgetting things.

- Tell him that you love him.

- Every father loves their children.

Nobody needs to shout it from the rooftops.

You will find him one day and he will tell you this himself.

(somber music) (somber music continues) (whimsical music) - Can I help you?

- It's OK, Doctor.

This is Mr. Shafeez.

He's my accountant.

- Which doesn't explain why he's looking at my hospital notes.

- This is Shweta, my granddaughter.

She wishes to go to university.

10 years ago, my mother placed a wager with Mr. Shafeez, that she would live until she was 100 years old.

The odds were high enough to give her great-granddaughter an education.

My mother was born at 6:03 on this day, in 1918.

- Can you confirm the exact time of death?

- I can.

- Thank you for all that you've done for my family.

(light music) - Ah.

Dr. Walker, there's a reporter here to see you.

Someone told them about your torchlight heroics last night and they want an interview.

- I shouldn't have taken him back.

You know that as well as I do.

- Never let the truth get in the way of a good story.

Especially if the publicity helps our hospital get a new generator.

He's outside, flirt a little.

I have a house call to make.

(phone ringing) (light music) (voices clamoring) - [Cameraperson] Go on, smile.

Go on.

Go on, smile.

(light music continues) (light music continues) - I hope they got your good side.

- It wasn't my idea.

Lydia insisted.

- Of course, one of her core skills.

So, you finally lost your virginity.

Your first solo operation.

That makes you a real surgeon.

- An unnecessary one that almost killed my patient.

- You were alone and you made the call.

That's what matters.

- Maybe.

- Definitely.

Also, you were right and I was wrong.

- Wow.

Can I have that in writing?

(light music continues) (engines rumbling) (bike sputtering) - Can I have a jump start?

- I can't hear you.

- Can I have a jump start?

- I'm sorry, I can't hear you!

(engine revving) - Wait!

(light music continues) (birds chirping) (waves crashing) - Hi.

- Can I see some ID, please?

- Thank you for dinner last night.

- Shame you missed dessert.

- I'm not an easy person.

- I know.

It's a significant part of your charm.

- You could do better.

Well, not better, obviously.

Simpler.

- I know that too.

I don't want to be a pink toothbrush in a half-pint pot.

(soft music) - Christ, what do you have to do to get a bloody pint round here?

(hand slamming) - Well, well, well!

You need your wallet, for a start!

(both laughing) How are ya?

- All right.

- Pint of Sadlers?

Paul (laughing)!

- Dr. Fonseca.

- [Lydia] Hello, Paul.

- What are you doing here?

- [Paul] Love what you've done with the place.

- [Mari] I'm really not sure about this.

- Just give it a go, OK?

(exciting music) Good?

All right.

OK?

Just start steady, yeah?

Left (fist punching) then right, OK?

(fists punching) Good.

Harder.

That's his stupid face right there, yeah?

Get it.

(fist punching) Come on.

A bit more.

Harder!

That's it, that's it.

Stupid bloody face.

That's better.

(Mari crying) (dramatic music) (dramatic music continues) - Thank you.

- Do you want to stop?

- No.

- All right.

(exciting music) (fist punching) (birds chirping) (soft music) (bell dinging) (voices harmonizing) (birds chirping) (soft music continues) (soft music continues) - Your tea, sir.

- Thank you.

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