Doc Martin

Ah! Wine'?

How much romance can one girl take'?

Actually, I never made this marinara sauce before.

It says on the jar, "Open and heat up."

But how long do you think "heat up" is'?

- I don't know. -Eh?

- Don't know. -Right. Sit down.

Not that one -- the, uh, comfy one.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Red wine.

Uh...

Well...

What's that, then?

What's it look like'?

Open it.

Uh, okay.

Oh, I c-- I can't believe it.

I thought for a second you'd gone all Bodmin

and you were actually gonna propose to me.

I think I'm actually having a heart attack.

Oh, but it's just a key.

A lovely, almost shiny key.

- So you vvill, then? -Will I what?

Move in with me.

Oh.

Can I think about it'?

Well, uh...

Yeah, just gonna...

Want some, um -- Want some cheddar on yours?

No thanks.

It's really sweet of you, Al, but, um...

I just thought if you moved in,

then you wouldn't want to leave is all.

Oh, it's not you.

I just don't want to stay in Portwenn forever.

What's out there that you can't get here'?

Well, I just don't want to end up...

What?

I can see us moving in, getting married.

Getting fat, getting old.

You'd be Bert, and I'd be Mrs. Bert.

And We'll never have done anything.

I'll come back.

You could go off if you Wanted, and it'd be okay with me.

Oh, cheers.

Let's take this down to the beach,

lie on our rock, and Watch the sunset.

We'll stay all night and Watch the stars.

Will there be other stuff'?

Maybe.

Well, could get cold, couldn't it'?

I'll keep you Warm, Al Large.

Want to borrow a jumper'?

Well, since you tidied, I can't find anything.

Hmm.

Uh!

Uh...

Yeah, uh, I haven't got 'round to posting that yet.

This is my application.

Yeah.

I see.

Bye, Al.

Mmm!

Now, aren't they the best scrambled eggs

you've ever tasted'?

Well, maybe not the best.

Dad?

What is it'?

I haven't forgotten, you know,

sitting in the bookmakers on my 10th birthday

with a packet of sweets,

with you telling me how the next race

was gonna be the one that would come in.

-It was always the next one. -Louisa...

Dad...

I need to know.

Did you take that money?

No, I didn't.

I might be many things, but I'm not a thief.

Yeah.

When one person tells you that you're Wrong,

you can ignore them.

But when it's a whole village, it's hard.

You know, every day I'd have to ask myself,

am I being a fool still believing in you'?

You know...

I know how hard it must have been for you,

bringing us up after Mom left.

It's nothing to do with your mother!

Louisa, that money was for the lifeboats.

Do you really think that I'd stoop that low'?

So Joan...

Joan never caught you'? She never saw you take it'?

She's lying, as well?

Joan. Meddling cow.

How could you'?

I had gambling debts.

Big debts.

And there was this horse. A sure thing.

When it won, I was gonna pay the money back.

Of course, it fell --

No, I meant how could you lie to me all these years'?

How could you let me make a fool of myself

in front of my friends, in front of the whole village?

I'm sorry.

I think...

I think you should leave in the morning.

Dad.

Pauline.

I have nothing to say to you.

Well, maybe I've got something to say to you, eh'?

Listen, I'm -- I'm really sorry about the application.

I Went past the postbox.

I honestly -- I saw it. I just --

Aah!

- I caught your finger, didn't I'? -Yeah.

Maybe I should come and see the doc.

Right.

Aah.

So last night he only goes and asks me to move in with him.

- What'? -Al.

Thought he could blindside me with marinara, didn't he'?

And he Walked right past the postbox.

Sorry. Sorry.

You know you got your review panel.

Yes, of course I know. I'm on my Way there.

It's not like you can miss a postbox, is it'?

It's big and red.

Pauline, I'll be back in an hour.

Yes. Sorry.

Yes.

Good luck.

Jonathan.

Terry!

Terry, come here.

Terry, Terry, Terry. Come here.

I like What you've done with the room.

Hey, I am -- I-l think I've worked it all out.

See, it's all in here.

You haven't been taking your medication!

Yes. Of course I have.

That's Why I'm thinking so clearly, Terry.

You see, there's a chip in my head,

and they're using their chips to connect with it.

Listen. Listen.

Shh.

- Hear it'? -it's a dialing tone.

What are you doing'?

I just need to, um...

Okay, there's someone down here,

and -- and he's transmitting into my head.

The longer I stay here, the worse it gets.

I just need to -- I just need to work out who.

It's okay, Terry.

I know it isn't you.

Where are you going'?

We have to go and meet the boat, remember?

I'm leaving now.

Oh, okay. No, good. Good.

If you're going out, could you get me a roll of aluminium foil'?

What, to put on your head and stop government mind control?

I've got some cheese I don't want getting hard.

Jonathan, we're leaving for London.

Yeah, of course we are.

Soon as I meet the boat.

I No! Im going HOW!

What?

I can't meet the boat on my own.

Then do yourself a favor, please, and come with me now.

- You're lying. -What?

You're lying!

You're not going anywhere! You're just --

You just don't want me to do the job with you, do you'?

Goodbye, Jonathan.

And take your pills, huh'?

Now, we all know the rules.

Each pasty must be finished before you start the next one.

If you have to be sick, please use the buckets provided.

And while I don't condone betting

on such a spiritual contest like this,

I will say I'm having a fiver on Bert here.

So...

On your marks.

Get set.

Wait!

I thought I told you to cancel this.

It's a serious health-and-safety risk.

- Did you bake these yourself? -Well, yeah.

Well, whatever your stomach complaint is

could be passed on by handling food.

I can't allow this to happen.

You can't exactly call the police, can you'?

There aren't any in town.

I'll have you shutdown on a health violation for good.

My pasties are fine.

Bert!

- Put it down. -But I got money on this.

So what? Come on.

All these pasties here -- Give them to me.