Call the Midwife s13e02 Episode Script

MATURE JENNIFER: Learning and growth
can be solitary pursuits.
We close doors,
turn inwards, seek a private space
in which to thrive.
And yet we need each other -
as friends, as family,
as fellow students in the school of life.
- Mr Sinclair.
- Pastor.
- Come and join us again.
- Yes, of course.
More new faces, more souls saved.
And even less room in here
than there was last week.
It's good that the church
is growing, Mrs Wallace.
It would be better if this flat
was growing too.
But it's not.
We need a proper church building.
The Sharing of Church Buildings Act
may become law this year.
I'll put it on the prayer list.
Item number two.
- What's item number one?
- Backsliders.
There may be more people
joining us on our journey of faith,
but we've still got people
falling off the bus.
We do have a duty to them,
as well as the newcomers.
CAT MEOWS
Who asked you?
Get him his pilchards,
and then find a pen
and a piece of paper.
We're going to make a list,
and then we're going to knock on doors.
- Nurse Aylward.
- Morning.
Were you vanquished afresh
by the perils of public transport?
Three buses.
It's a miracle the East End
doesn't grind to a halt.
Perhaps you might need to allow
a little extra time for your journey.
Well, not when it would mean
leaving the night before.
Nurse Clifford will accompany you
on your home visits this morning.
Again? How nice.
I took the liberty
of packing your bag for you.
I hope I didn't mess it up.
Good morning.
I'm looking for Mr Lloyd Bristow.
SHE SIGHS
Owed you money too, did he?
I'm Pastor Robinson from
the Shining Tabernacle Church.
Er, Mr Bristow used to come
to our services, but we haven't
- seen him for a while.
- Huh. Well, neither have I.
And neither has his daughter.
- I take it you are Mrs Bristow?
- Yes.
For my sins.
Or should that be his?
I'm sorry if your husband
hasn't behaved as he should, Mrs Bristow.
Sometimes even being a church member
can't stop someone from losing their way.
- And perhaps he
- He found his way up the M1 no bother.
He's moved in with some floozy
up in Nottingham.
And you know what?
She's flamin' welcome to him.
Would you accept help from our church?
It's too late.
Lloyd knew his Bible - chapter and verse.
Didn't mean he lived by it.
The offer of help remains.
In the meantime, I'll pray for you
SHE SCOFFS ..and your children.
Prayers aren't going to feed
the meter, or my kids.
MILLICENT: It's really
quite straightforward.
MacDonald M-A-C
should not be filed with McDonald M-C.
A basic command of the alphabet
is a prerequisite
in every profession, Nurse Corrigan.
Er, Mrs Khan?
Yes, Edna Bristow is on our books.
She's due to have
her second child very soon.
She won't accept any help
from our church.
You'll make a note of her circumstances?
Of course. I'll make sure
that the midwives
and Sister Veronica are aware.
Thank you.
I wish I could do more for her.
You have done your best.
Sometimes our best must be enough.
It really does seem
as though your symptoms
are the same as when I first
saw you last December.
Abdominal pain, aching legs,
struggling to sleep.
But your blood and urine tests
were normal.
Has the insomnia improved at all?
Only a very little.
Meaning not at all?
I'm sorry. It must be hard.
I have to work,
so it is not always easy.
I imagine starting afresh
in a new country is never easy.
I make the best of it.
I am going to prescribe you
some pills to help you sleep.
And we'll keep trying to find
the cause of this muscle pain
and weakness.
Thank you, Doctor. You're very kind.
It's my pleasure.
Poor woman.
Blood tests can tell us all kinds,
but what they can never show
is how homesick someone is.
Oh, you think that's part of the problem?
Doesn't matter if you come
from India or Cork,
first few months, you can
feel as though you're dying.
I'm still not convinced
she's told me everything.
Do you suppose you could make an excuse
and call in on her at home?
I think she'd be less guarded
with a woman.
I'll have her singing
like a canary in no time.
Would you like a glass of milk
with that biscuit?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
And do you like Winnie-the-Pooh?
Well
Sister Monica Joan
is going to read a story,
and I hear she does
a very funny Eeyore voice.
Come have a listen,
and I'll fetch you a drink
from the kitchen.
Mrs Bristow. Thank you for your patience.
This is Nurse Highland,
our wonderful pupil midwife,
who will be looking after you today.
I've no objection.
As long as she's going to be supervised.
If you'd like to come with me,
Mrs Bristow.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Struggling to relax.
Keep wanting to hop off
the couch and whisk my mop around.
This hall is one of my cleaning jobs.
The height at the top of the womb
is telling me that too, Mrs Bristow.
You need to find a little time
to put your feet up.
I'm sorry, Nurse - what I
actually need to do is pay my rent.
Let's have a listen
to Baby's heart, shall we?
Must be very hard on your own.
Word travels fast.
It's ticking away like a little watch.
Just the way we like it.
- Vertex presentation.
- Thank you.
Just write up the notes.
I hope you know you're entitled
to a maternity grant,
and family allowance once Baby's arrived.
If things are still tight,
you might even be
a case for national assistance.
Look, I'm not grumbling.
I've plenty to be thankful for,
including a council flat.
Are you all ready for your home birth?
The place is spotless.
Mm, you're a professional!
I always think how spick
and span this room is
when we arrive to set up.
Thanks.
Hold the squidger firmly
at about 45 degrees.
Now, aim for the pot.
NANCY SIGHS
What are you reading?
We have to choose an animal poem
to learn off by heart for school
to raise money for the RSPCA.
I think these are all about cats,
written by a possum.
They're so long!
I'll never remember any of them.
Call it a draw, shall we?
And stick to the handicrafts next time.
Absolutely. Well played, all.
Come on, you. It's getting late.
DOORBELL
I was passing this way
and thought you might be interested
in our coffee mornings
for Asian ladies new to Poplar,
hosted by our surgery receptionist,
Miss Higgins.
M-A-C, not M-C?
- That's the one.
- I think she's a little
frightening, no?
Oh, her bark is worse than her bite.
I like that expression.
Oh, look at those. I love a good heel.
My cousin works at the shoe factory,
and my husband and I sell
the surplus stock
- at the market.
- I bet you do a roaring trade.
No-one can ever have too many shoes.
That's what I said
when he wanted to sell hardware!
I attended university.
My husband went to college.
But business sense
you have to be born with.
You have to work hard, too.
- I can see you're doing that.
- I try.
But I wish my health would help me.
Dr Turner will get to the bottom of it.
I did wonder if there was anything
you didn't feel comfortable telling him.
Something you'd rather talk
to another woman about?
Do you know a lady doctor I can speak to?
They're a bit thin on the ground, sadly,
even in this country.
But I am a nurse and I am female.
And I know what it's like
to go bright red
even just thinking about my body
and all the things it does
and can get up to.
It is not usual in our culture
to discuss our
monthly period.
Are you having bother in that department?
The pain is so very, very bad.
Every time, it is so bad.
And everything that ails me, it is worse.
The pain in my legs,
the pain in my stomach,
the sleeplessness. Everything is worse.
God love you, Sahira.
Can you help me now?
Every piece of the jigsaw puzzle
makes a difference.
Oh, there you are, sweetheart.
Yeah, you play nicely.
I'll be as quick as I can.
LIQUID TRICKLES
GIRL: Mummy!
I know. Lucky I've got
the right equipment to hand, eh?
SHE BREATHES SLOWLY AND RAGGEDLY
You're gonna have to wait
till I'm finished, little one.
Or I don't get paid.
Has Nurse Corrigan returned
- from her house calls yet?
- Miss Marple at your service!
Did you find out anything new
about Mrs Khan?
Yes. She's crippled with dysmenorrhoea,
doubled up with pain every month,
and says all her symptoms are worse
when she's menstruating.
All of her blood tests
have come back normal.
But at least this gives us
something new to go on.
Miss Higgins, can we refer Mrs Khan
to gynaecology at St Cuthbert's?
I would respond by saying,
"Mr Kenley or Mr Parry?"
But I understand Mr Parry has
a more sympathetic manner.
I shall telephone his secretary.
Thank you.
SHE GROANS
SHE GROANS
On the district, we have the privilege
of being with a mother
from the beginning of her journey
to its end.
We go into her home, we meet her family.
We see her racked
with pain and self-doubt,
and radiant.
It is a profoundly intimate experience.
Why do you think so many mothers
are now choosing hospital birth?
Because they are being told it's better.
Isn't it better, though?
I mean, all the statistics suggest
it's safer.
In my view, we can offer
the best of both worlds -
dedicated care in the home environment,
then speedy transfer to hospital
should complications arise.
Is there a definitive list
of complications
where transfer is necessary?
There is a list, certainly,
but I would hesitate
to call it definitive,
because even a skilled midwife
can sometimes
be faced with something new.
I really don't like the sound of that.
Sorry to interrupt,
but I wondered if I might
borrow Nurse Highland.
Mrs Bristow called,
and it sounds as though
Baby's arrival is imminent.
Tracey's almost asleep.
Has she got her teddy?
Tucked in next to her.
Did she drink her milk?
She'll wake up crying
if she didn't drink it.
I'll see to Tracey if she doesn't settle.
Nurse Highland is going to examine you
and just find out exactly where we're at.
SHE GROANS
Oh, my goodness.
The baby is almost crowning!
Why didn't you send for us sooner?
SOBS: I was at work!
You've done so, so well
to get this far without any help, Edna.
But we're with you now,
and you're safe at home.
We're going to take good care of you.
That's it, honey. Push if you want to.
SHE SHOUTS
Sometimes, I think it's a miracle
any babies are born
when you consider everything
that could go wrong.
Forewarned is forearmed.
Think of it like packing an umbrella.
If you've got one, you won't need it.
I shall remember that.
Er, Nurse Crane, may I ask permission
to hand out some leaflets
in the next class?
What sort of leaflets?
They're from the Raise the Roof campaign.
The Imperial Hospital nurses
are hosting a meeting
- later this month.
- Oh, lass.
Please don't put me on the spot.
I'm still not sure quite where I stand
with regard to all of this.
As far as I'm concerned,
nursing is a calling,
not a career.
And any suggestion
that we are financially motivated
will undermine our patients' trust in us.
SHE WAILS
It's coming too fast!
I'm going to rip open.
Everything's under control, Edna.
I'm supporting Baby's head
so it can't come too quickly.
Pant now. Pant like I showed you.
SHELAGH: Perfect work, Edna.
Just keep listening to Nurse Highland.
And I've freed the chin.
You'll feel Baby turn in a moment.
Now.
Can you see his face?
It's a darling little face.
And now, one last big, brave push for me
as soon as you're ready.
SHE YELLS
You've a handsome baby boy, Edna.
Why isn't he crying?
He's just a bit of a lazybones.
Come on, Prince Charming.
Let's show a little appreciation
for your mother.
She's been working her socks off.
BABY COUGHS
BABY CRIES
Oh, well done, Edna.
And well done, Nurse Highland.
Oh, he he looks like his father.
Is that good or bad?
Let's just say it's a useful reminder.
BABY CRIES
PHYLLIS: Nurse Corrigan, would you keep
a kindly eye on Nurse Clifford this week?
Make sure she doesn't overdo it
in regards to this campaign.
She's going at things
like a bull at a gate.
Oh
Maybe she has to.
Maybe we all have to.
I know, I know.
I'm in ferment of apology,
but my daily wrestle with public transport
will soon be a thing of the past.
Matthew is going to give me
driving lessons.
Brave man.
More demolition works?
Linton Road and Gateshead Road?
But I declared those houses
fit for human habitation
when I inspected them last year.
They were decent!
Where are the tenants supposed to go?
They'll be eligible to apply for flats
in the new tower blocks.
The tower blocks
that haven't been built yet?
It's not the council's fault
that there's a queue.
JOYCE: Six pounds and eight ounces.
It's normal for Baby
to lose a little weight
in the first few days.
I'm switching to the bottle anyway.
I need to get back to work.
We can give you some
stilbestrol and Epsom salts
to help dry up your milk.
It does seem very early
to be going back to work.
Have you thought any more about
applying for financial relief?
I wouldn't want to take it away
from those that really need it.
And have you thought of a name
for the little prince?
We'd agreed to call him Alistair
if it was a boy.
TRACEY COUGHS
And how are you doing, Tracey?
Excited to have a new baby brother?
Oh, poor mite seems
a little under the weather.
Shall I tuck her in bed for a nap?
Er, no, no, no. No, no.
She can sleep here.
Oh, you're up with the lark.
Not so much up
as haven't been to bed yet.
I've just finished a shift
at the homeless shelter.
I have enough time to change my suit
and have a cup of coffee
before I go to work.
Burning the candle at both ends. Here.
On the house.
TRACEY COUGHS
BABY WAILS
Oh, good morning, Dr Turner.
I just had a telephone call
from Mr Ayub Khan.
His command of English is poor,
but between my Punjabi and his Sylheti,
I think I discerned
his wife is complaining
of blurred vision and severe headache.
I don't like the sound of that at all.
23 Nightingale Terrace.
I'll reschedule your early appointment.
COLETTE: Oh, I'm never
going to remember this!
You've still got a week.
Don't worry, I'll help you.
Now, come on,
or we'll be late for school.
Cyril, you have a cat, don't you?
I think the cat would say
it was the other way round.
What's its name?
Nigel.
What about his other names?
Colette is learning TS Eliot's poem
"The Naming Of Cats" for school.
- Please will you sponsor me?
- Put me down for a shilling.
And a pilchard from Nigel.
Morning, Mrs Khan.
I'm sorry to hear you're still suffering.
The pain is so bad.
It is so bad I want to die.
What is he doing here?
Get him away from me.
It's the doctor!
Please, help her.
Mrs Khan, I promise I only want
to make you feel better.
But I have to examine you first
to try and find out what's wrong.
I'd like to shine a light into your eyes.
Is that all right?
That's all good.
I'd like to have another feel
of your tummy, if I may.
And take another urine sample.
SHE HOWLS
If I give you a container,
might you be able to use the toilet now?
Oh!
Please excuse the state of my attire.
The moped and heavy showers
are not soulmates.
TRACEY COUGHING
Someone has a nasty cough.
RASPY BREATHING
She wasn't this bad earlier.
What do you think is wrong with her?
Might well be a chest infection.
Where's your nearest telephone?
There's a public one on the ground floor.
You need to call an ambulance.
Explain that you have a young child
that's struggling to breathe.
I know, sweetheart.
Let's sit you up, if we can.
All right. Well done.
TRACEY COUGHS
Oh, my goodness.
Ah!
Let me take that. Thank you.
Now, come and sit down.
Perhaps your husband could fetch you
a glass of water.
- Sahira!
- It's best just to leave her.
- What's happening?
- She's having a seizure.
I need to transfer her to hospital.
Baby's asleep in the pram just outside.
It's wheezy bronchitis.
According to the consultant,
they started antibiotics
as soon as she was on the ward.
She'll stay in the oxygen tent
until further notice.
Did he say she'll get better?
He said we have to wait
and see how she responds
over the next 24 hours.
Is wheezy bronchitis catching?
Could the baby get it?
I'm afraid it's caused
by living conditions,
especially damp and mould.
You've seen the bedroom?
I have been scrubbing that wall
for months and months,
writing to the council, calling in.
I should have saved time
and just wrung their bloody necks.
This is not your fault.
BABY CRIES
I need to be with Tracey, but
every time he cries,
I I start leaking.
What am I supposed to do now?
Where am I supposed to go?
I've spoken with Dr Turner,
and if you're agreeable,
we can take Alistair
to the maternity home
for a few days.
All things considered,
I think it's the best solution
for all of you just now -
Alistair, Tracey and you.
There you are.
BABY GRIZZLES
It's all right.
SHE SHUSHES
Dr Turner, have you seen
Mrs Khan's urine sample?
It wasn't that colour
when she gave it to me.
Must have been exposed to sunlight.
Er, possibly.
It was briefly left on
the counter in the sluice room.
I think this could indicate
liver problems.
I'm sorry.
All visitors have to leave now.
Right.
Now
The first thing to remember
is that a car is
a three-dimensional object.
Duly noted.
Thank you.
Good. Now, check the mirror.
Indicate.
Release the handbrake.
Gently press the accelerator
while slowly releasing the clutch.
Gently.
Sit here for a few moments.
We'll bring Master Alistair in to you.
Mrs Bristow arrived to visit her baby,
and I saw at once she has a fever.
Thank you, Miss Higgins.
I'll be with her directly.
BABY CRIES
JOYCE: Take him onto the ward?
He's halfway through his feed.
It wouldn't be advisable
to interrupt him.
Mrs Turner has advised it.
I think you'll find she knows best
when it comes to balancing
the needs of mother
- and baby.
- But in hospital
You're not in hospital now,
Nurse Highland.
You've come to us to learn
that there is a different way.
This is mastitis.
It looks so sore.
And it really does feel quite lumpy.
You'll need antibiotics,
which Doctor can prescribe.
And you must rest.
I can't rest.
I didn't get a wink of sleep
last night fretting about Tracey.
- How is she doing?
- Critical.
But stable.
Can I see Alistair?
And as if by magic
your wish is my command.
He's just had one and a half ounces.
So if that's his main course,
you can give him his dessert.
EDNA SOBS
Oh, Edna.
I am going to admit you.
You need to be with your baby.
And you need antibiotics,
good food, rest and care.
Yeah, but what about Tracey?
She could be dying.
You can't expect me to choose
between my children.
No-one's suggesting that.
In a perfect world,
we'd be looking after all of you at home.
Yeah, but it isn't a perfect world,
is it?
It's a filthy, stinking,
mould-ridden world
that makes my children sick
and me ashamed
of the way I have to live.
MATTHEW: Gently. Slower. Slow down.
Move out of the way of the pavement.
SHE SIGHS
Mind the lady with the pram!
Brake, brake!
Oh!
Careful, careful.
HORN BLARES
TRIXIE: I'd be better in your car.
No, you wouldn't.
- What gear am I in?
- You're not in gear.
Get in gear!
HORN TOOTING
- Uhh!
- Calm down.
I am calm!
GEARS GRIND
Where am I going?
There's only one direction!
TIRES SQUEAL
CAT MEOWS
BOTH SIGH
CAT MEOWS
The tests on your urine sample
have revealed you have
a condition called porphyria.
It's a very rare inherited liver disease
which results in the build-up
of toxic chemicals in the blood,
which cause damage to the nerves.
Is there a cure?
We can certainly relieve the pain,
and physiotherapy
will address the weakness
- in your legs.
- But no cure?
My wife She will die?
A severe attack
could be life-threatening,
but if you avoid the things
that make it worse,
you should be able to lead
a fairly normal life.
For example, certain medications
or hormonal changes
brought on by pregnancy.
Avoid pregnancy?
I would advise against
having any children
for the time being.
I'll speak with your GP.
Do you have an appointment?
No. I'm an extremely busy
health professional
striving to serve and support
a very deserving case.
LAUGHS: Everyone who comes here
is a very deserving case.
Or they think they are.
Perhaps you've met Mrs Edna Bristow,
a mother of two tiny children
who has reported mould to you
time and time again.
And your advice was to paint over it!
- That is usual.
- And is it usual for the mould
to keep coming back blacker
and more widespread every time,
until a child ends up in hospital
struggling to breathe?
That seems extreme.
It is the result
of extreme mismanagement!
- Very possibly by the tenant.
- Don't you dare
try and blame your tenant for this.
Do you have children, sir?
I fail to see how that is relevant.
You might, if you stopped
to imagine your own family
being forced to live like this!
I will send someone round
to inspect the premises,
but I'm entirely sure
they'll come to the same conclusion.
SHE SIGHS
Everybody has children.
To marry is to want children.
To marry is to say we will face
the things we do not know.
I'm sorry.
I am sorry.
Sorry that I cannot give you a child
and be sure that I will live.
And I am sorry that this pains you.
We must tell our parents.
- They will advise us.
- No.
We will tell them nothing.
Why?
Because it is not their business.
And
because I'm ashamed.
POLICE OFFICER: Mind how you go.
Thank you. Sorry.
I explained that you were trying
to avoid the cat.
And he is going to let you off.
But I have to make a donation
to the Cats Protection League.
If you're going to try
to run over a policeman,
it's always best to choose one
with a sense of humour.
ENGINE STARTS
Ah, you can't possibly imagine
I'm going to let you
drive again after that.
Three-dimensional object coming your way.
SHE GASPS
It's rumoured King George III
suffered from porphyria,
so your Sylheti patient might
be in very esteemed company.
Wasn't King George completely insane?
Some people believe he suffered
from mental illness.
Well, he might have suffered
intermittent derangement
as a result of his condition,
but the fact remains
it could be a royal malady.
I'm not sure she'll find that
all that reassuring.
Any more news on Tracey?
She's starting to respond
to her antibiotics.
Hospital's the best place
for that poor child.
What's going to happen
when she's discharged?
She could be permanently asthmatic.
Someone looks in need of a pick-me-up.
Thank you.
Matthew just gave me
my first driving lesson.
And it didn't go well?
I was thwarted by a kamikaze cat and
Matthew has just gone
in search of a coat hanger.
I see.
Taking instruction from loved ones
can always be challenging.
To say the least!
Have you never been tempted
to teach Violet how to drive?
I'd rather boil my own head.
SHE LAUGHS
I don't suppose you'd be willing
to give me lessons?
You're extremely patient
and calm in the face of danger.
I know, because I once saw you
eat Violet's fete bake
before a judge had had a chance
to try it.
Go on, then.
Don't tell Matthew.
He'd be terribly offended.
Mum's the word.
Mummy, I want to go home.
I know you do, love.
But the doctors and nurses
need to make you better first.
I always say
there's nothing like your own bed
and your own toilet when you're poorly.
You'll soon pick up.
The pain is better,
and my thoughts are clear.
I'm feeling very fortunate.
I know you probably don't want
to discuss this yet.
But when you're ready,
I can help you with advice on
how to avoid unwanted pregnancy.
Unwanted pregnancy?
Sorry. I could have put that better.
Yes, you could.
I understand.
My whole life,
I've been waiting to be a mother.
It's what we're told women do.
It's all we know.
This news changes everything I am.
You understand nothing.
HORN BEEPS
Have a pleasant day, sir.
MATTHEW: Charming.
Ah, you get used to impatient motorists,
working as a lollipop man.
I find that a sunny smile
usually unnerves them.
I wondered if you'd ever consider
offering driving lessons.
I've been teaching Trixie myself,
but, er, I'm extremely busy with work
and I don't really have
the time to spare.
I'd remunerate you
for your troubles, of course.
Though I'd appreciate if you offered
without mentioning
we'd had a conversation about it.
I'd be delighted to teach her to drive,
and no re required.
Thanks. Er
You might reconsider the offer
after the first lesson.
Oh
Look, I told you last time, Pastor, I
don't give the Holy Spirit house room.
And I'm not calling in that capacity.
I've been sent by the housing
officer to assess your flat.
There are several ways
the water could be getting in.
If you don't object,
I'd like to take some photographs.
SCOFFS: For all the good it'll do.
When I complained, the housing
officer made out it was my fault.
I can assure you
my report will state otherwise.
DOORBELL
DOOR OPENS
Hello, Sister, come on in.
Greetings.
Sister Veronica sent us round
with some forms for Mrs Bristow.
She just told me you weren't
impressed by the mould situation.
I am disgusted by the mould situation.
If you don't mind, ladies,
I need to look behind the bed.
Er what is that?
Stachybotrys chartarum.
It's a highly toxic black fungus
you find in drywall construction.
It roots in the plaster
and feeds on the moisture
before releasing spores.
That won't just be on the wall,
it'll be on the mattress.
Hmm.
This has to go.
It'll make everyone in this flat ill.
All I ever did was clean.
The mould is not your fault, Mrs Bristow.
It is the fault of bad building
and worse management.
BABY CRIES
As Rachel Carson said
in her book Silent Spring,
if humankind poisons nature,
nature will, in turn, poison humankind.
And as my grandma used to say
in Trinidad,
is it the pig who makes the sty,
or the sty who makes the pig?
I can't see much out of the back window.
Yeah, it's probably more important
to look out of the front.
GRINDING
Oh
ENGINE OFF
It's all right. Take your time.
ENGINE STARTS
ENGINE REVS
GRINDING
Er Whoa, that's
I think technically
you'd call that a stop.
But early days.
SHE SIGHS
Don't worry. Practice makes perfect.
Thank you, Fred.
HE SIGHS
In time with the bounce, Colette.
It'll help the words stick.
"Such as Peter, Augustus,
"Alonzo, or James,
"Such as Victor or Jonathan"
Kissed the girls and made them cry.
George!
"Or Bill Bailey -
"All of them sensible everyday names."
Let's leave it there for tonight.
But you're doing so well.
And with all those sponsors,
I'm sure you're going to make
lots of cats very happy.
National assistance forms.
I feel like a beggar. I feel like
I'm asking for charity.
I've been to the flat above,
the flat below,
and the flats on either side.
They're all bad,
but none as bad as yours.
I keep thinking that
I don't want Tracey to come home.
I'd rather she stayed in hospital
where she isn't getting poison
in her lungs.
What kind of mother does that make me?
A mother in an impossible situation.
I can't even afford a new mattress.
She's going to have to sleep
on the settee cushions.
Not if you fill in these forms
and accept this money.
Mrs Bristow, your children have
the right to a decent home.
Their father let them down.
Society must not do that.
There was mould in Trinidad,
just like there is here,
and we painted over it too.
Bright pink, ochre,
turquoise blue.
It came back again and again,
like the rust on the roof.
The mould in Ireland was always green.
You could call it patriotic, at a pinch!
It's why I love hospitals.
That beautiful smell of antiseptic.
The squeak of the spotless lino
underneath your shoes.
Everything is so safe
and so under control.
You really do want to be a matron,
don't you?
Maybe.
But Edna Bristow's case
has made me think.
Can you really nurse a person
if you don't know who they are?
Can you do your best work
if you don't know where they come from
or what they'll go home to?
DOOR OPENS
I called in at the nurses' hostel
to follow up on the leaflets
I left there,
and there's going to be
an enormous turnout
for the Imperial meeting.
Almost enough to fill a chartered coach!
- You're going to charter a coach?
- No, we can't afford to.
But 23 of us are going to meet
at the Poplar tube.
Make that 24.
25. Just
don't tell Nurse Crane.
ALL LAUGH
You can't sleep on the sofa for ever.
Well, I can hardly put her
back in the bedroom.
She's only just been discharged
from hospital.
And she's on oral antibiotics?
Mm. For another week.
This is quite simply unacceptable.
Ta-da!
Third time lucky!
JOYCE: Yes, Trixie!
MATTHEW: Trixie.
Matthew!
Sorry, I was just, um
Me too.
You're fiddling with your ear.
That almost always means
you're hiding something.
Right. Well, I'd best be off.
Um, Violet needs me to do something
down at the old, uh, shop.
BOTH: I asked Fred to
- give me driving lessons.
- give you driving lessons.
MATTHEW LAUGHS
VIOLET: I shall be raising this at
the next Housing Committee meeting,
which happens to be tomorrow.
It's a very comprehensive report
by Mr Robinson.
It's an absolutely dreadful story.
It's not a story.
It's happening here and now,
and words are not enough.
Action is what's needed.
I've already spoken to the medical
officer for health in the borough.
Was that really necessary?
I mean, these flats are the best
that Poplar has to offer.
Half the people coming to see me here
would give their right arm
for one of these.
Yes. And possibly their lungs.
So I would imagine
it would be rather humiliating
for the council
if their shiny new buildings
were declared as unfit
for human habitation,
as the Victorian slums they replaced.
I'll see what I can do.
You must take some sweets with you.
My mother keeps sending parcels,
and she forgets that we do not like them.
She has sent a tabiz, Sahira.
It's like a charm.
To help me conceive.
You must tell your mother.
I cannot tell my mother if you do not.
Why do we need to tell them at all?
So that we can become
the talk of two villages?
No.
We live here now.
This is our new life,
and we will succeed in it.
I will not be made to feel
like a failure for a disease
that is not my fault -
by your parents, by mine,
or by you.
If you falter, you are a weak man.
And I do not want to be married
to a weak man.
Because I am strong.
Tomorrow, will you come?
Sahira's not so sick now.
This will be my last visit for a while.
Hopefully, a long while.
The rest is up to you now.
- Milk and two sugars, did you say?
- Yes, please.
You wouldn't believe
the strings I had to pull
to get a builder in so quickly.
You clearly know people
in all the right places.
Well, as do you.
Perhaps you should consider
running for mayor.
When I couldn't get hold
of the medical officer,
I tried the mayor
and got very short shrift.
His tenure is coming to a close.
I thought you said
that you'd spoken
with the medical officer.
Sometimes, for the sake
of the greater good,
one has to be slightly
creative with the truth.
Hmm.
"When you notice a cat
in profound meditation
"The reason, I tell you,
is always the same
"His mind is engaged
in a rapt contemplation
"Of the thought, of the thought,
"of the thought of his name
"His ineffable effable
"Effanineffable
"Deep and inscrutable singular name."
Meow.
TEACHER: Well done, Colette.
We've certainly got
the mastitis on the run.
And your family are back
where they belong.
It's OK, love. You can go in there now.
Would you mind
if we weighed Alistair before we go?
Yeah, I'm afraid I would.
I've decided to call him
Nicholas instead.
Alistair was the name
my husband chose for him,
and I never really liked it.
Or my husband, if I'm honest.
You be as honest as you like, honey.
Is there a reason why you chose Nicholas?
It means "victory of the people".
When we had to go into battle
my children helped us to win.
I'll start a new folder
with his new name.
There's nothing nicer than a fresh start.
What do you think, Mrs Wallace?
Social worker?
I need to get out
of the Housing Department.
I want to build better lives for people,
not be complicit
in trapping them in squalor.
This says "training provided".
What is going to happen to
the church while you're doing that?
Mostly, I'll be learning on the job.
Any study will be part-time,
and all of this is dependent
on my being accepted.
You will be accepted,
because all this is all God's doing.
Just like our new church building
is God's doing.
Our new church building?
I went to St Oswald's
and spoke to the vicar,
and they are going to allow us
to use their church twice a month.
That sounds like
Mrs Wallace's doing to me.
This is good news for all of us.
- Except that cat.
- Nigel's not invited?
Uh-uh. No.
Oh.
I am starving.
- What's for dinner?
- Oh, I'm sorry, Fred.
I've had things on my mind.
I'm thinking about running for mayor.
Mayor?
There's a stretch of the imagination.
Why is it a stretch of the imagination?
Still, you're a dab hand
at cutting ribbons.
Fred!
There is so much more to it than that.
It's about a bigger chance
to stand up for people
that can't stand up for themselves.
It's about leading other councillors
so that they can do the right thing.
And if you don't believe
that I can do that,
then you don't believe
in the power and the passion
of ordinary people.
Violet
you're not an ordinary person.
You are magnificent.
Will you support me, Fred?
Even if I end up lady mayoress.
Thank you, Fred.
Now, help me with these,
because they won't unwrap themselves.
Sahira! Look at you
back up on your hind legs.
My husband said he needed
my assistance at the stall.
He said he's good with the mathematics,
but with people not so much.
If we support each other,
we will succeed.
That's the best thing
I could possibly hear you say.
I hope you will come to us for shoes.
We will offer you a discount.
That's the second-best thing.
My wife is a good woman.
And How you say in English?
HE SPEAKS SYLHETI
My bark is worse than my bite.
ALL LAUGH
SINGING
MATURE JENNIFER:
Sometimes life expands
and embraces us in unexpected ways.
We can be more. We can know more.
We are shown more.
Togetherness is the key to all of this.
It opens doors, makes progress possible.
Together, we can forge a brighter future.
Together, we can find out
our essential worth.
Is it a one-horse race?
No, Councillor Regan, it is not.
I am also running.
He is the worst kind of slum landlord.
Her hip sockets haven't formed
around her thigh bone.
But she looks completely normal.
You look a bit off colour, Fred.
FRED: We're going to pull together to
get your mum through this mayor malarkey.
She wants to win.
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