♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Birds chirping ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Doc!

-Hello?

Mr. Pickford?

-I'm in the shed!

[ Sheep bleating ] -Mr. Pickford.

-You took your time, Doc.

-Thank you.

What's wrong with you?

I was told you were seriously ill. -I am bloody ill.

These ewes are lambing.

Won't stop just 'cause I'm sick.

Here, give us a hand, will you?

-No, I won't.

-A doctor's just a vet that does people.

So, come on, grab these lambs.

-What is your medical complaint?

-I'm clammy, and I can't breathe.

I've got an ewe about to crown.

-Well, if you're that ill, you should be in bed.

Let me examine you.

-Oh.

Make it quick, then.

-No, not here!

It's unhygienic.

In your house... if it's any cleaner.

-It's been a few days now.

I've got a horrible cough, and I feel terrible.

[ Thermometer beeps ] -Yeah.

Your temperature's high.

Do you have any other symptoms?

-Joints ache a little.

Got the night sweats, too, and a bit of a headache.

I just need something to keep me going, Doc.

-No, you need complete rest.

Your symptoms sound like you've got flu.

Take the maximum dose of paracetamol, drink plenty of fluids, and go to bed.

-We're lambing.

I'll rest once the season's done.

-Do you wanna get better or not?

If you need help, hire someone in.

-How shall I pay for that, sheep fairy?

-Oh, well, if your symptoms get any worse, make an appointment, come and see me in the surgery.

♪♪ [ Sheep bleating ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -[ Screams ] -[ Screams ] -Sorry, sorry... Martin, it's me.

-[ Exhales sharply ] Stewart.

-Camouflage.

Keeps you warm, too.

Got 'em from Farmer Ron there.

It's for a new venture.

-Oh.

How have you been keeping, Stewart?

-Great.

Yeah.

How about you?

-I'm fine, thank you.

It's been a very long time, hasn't it?

Your annual checkup's long overdue.

Why don't you make an appointment and come and see me at the surgery?

-Well, I thought you'd lost your job.

-No.

I resigned, and then I took a sabbatical.

-It's just, you know... you hear about people who lose their job, and they keep pretending they're still working, getting up in the morning, getting the old suit on.

Camouflage.

You know, a bit like this.

-So, you're gonna come and see me at the surgery, yes?

-It'll have to be today.

I'm very booked up.

-Um, that's very good.

Yes, alright, I'll see you later.

-Not if I see you first.

-Yeah.

[ Birds chirping, sheep bleating ] -[ Screams ] ♪♪ [ Dog barking ] -Hello, Captain Pickles.

Oh, well, have you got Captain Pickles, then?

-Captain Pickles?

-Chicken.

-No, dear.

It's a dog.

[ Dog barks ] -Sorry, Captain what?

-Both: Pickles.

-Yeah.

I knew his previous owner.

She died a few months ago.

It's funny, I presumed the dog had been sent off to, well, you know, um... "sleep somewhere."

-So, he doesn't have an owner?

-No.

-Well, that's great.

-What, great that Mrs. Evans is dead?

-No, of course not.

I didn't mean that.

-Can we keep him?

-Well, I wouldn't presume to know the doctor better than his own family, but I do know that he's not very keen on our four-legged friends, so... enjoy him while you can.

♪♪ [ Children shouting playfully ] -Good morning.

Hello, James.

-Good morning.

You gonna have a good day?

♪♪ -I've got something to show you, if you've got a moment?

-Yeah, why not?

[ School bell ringing ] What is it?

-Come along now.

-Ta-da!

-Oh, this is great.

-Yeah.

-Pippa, I always wanted to do something like this, but I could never get the governors to sign off on it.

-Oh... -Oh, I'm sure it's not a problem.

You just need to bring it up with them at the next meeting.

-What if they say no?

I'll be the headteacher who opened and closed the school garden in the same week.

-It'll be fine.

It's just paperwork.

-Yeah, great, more paperwork.

[ Birds squawking ] -Pippa, are you OK?

You sound a little... -Mouth ulcers.

A touch stressed.

Well, maybe you should go and see Martin.

-Well, I will when I have time.

Busy, busy, busy.

Portwenn People on Friday.

-Oh, of course, yeah.

Who have you got for it this year?

-Well, we had three speakers, but two have dropped out -- Jeremy the fisherman and Lucy from the pasty shop.

-Oh, that's a shame.

It used to be really popular.

So, who's your third speaker?

-Sally Tishell.

-Oh.

That'll be good.

[ Squawking continues ] -You're a person from Portwenn.

-Yes... Pippa, I'd love to, but I really do have quite a packed schedule, the next few days.

-Please!

It's only for an hour at Friday assembly.

The thought of having to find someone else...

Please.

-[ Laughs ] OK.

Yes, I would love to.

-[ Chuckles ] -Sit there.

-Ah.

So, you were telling the truth.

You are still a doctor.

-Hello, Stewart.

Do you have an appointment?

-No, he doesn't need one.

I asked him to come in.

-Oh... present for the sprog.

Heard you had a little one.

-Yes, I have two.

-Great.

Then they can share it.

-Yes.

Come through.

♪♪ -Is it smaller in here, or am I imagining things?

-Are you imagining things?

-Things as in giant squirrels, or...?

-You tell me.

-No, Doc.

That's all long gone now.

-And you're living alone?

-Yeah.

Though I'm facing an invasion soon enough.

My superior wants me to set up a survival course, taking civilians out in the woods for a weekend.

-[ Inhales sharply ] Well, your blood pressure's a little high.

-Not surprised.

It's a lot of responsibility.

Yeah, you wouldn't be interested in taking a trial run, would you?

I've got it all set up.

I just need a few brave volunteers.

-No.

I'm gonna take a blood sample, run a full biochemistry test, as I haven't seen you in over a year.

-Oh, right.

Yeah, yeah.

The full works, eh?

[ Birds chirping in distance ] Can I be honest with you?

I think Tony is setting me up to fail here.

-Who's Tony?

-Oh, Tony's a giant owl.

-Really?

-[ Laughs ] Oh, God...

I'm joking.

I'm talking about Tony Bartlett.

I was in the army with him.

Remember?

You know, he got transferred over from Yorkshire last year.

[ Exhales sharply ] I mean, I might sound paranoid, but he has always had it in for me.

Now, he's given me a month to set all of this up, and if I don't... KCCH!

-He's going to kill you?

-No.

No, this means... cut my job -- why would...?

You think he's gonna kill me?

-Oh.

No, of course he's not.

-[ Chuckles ] You've got me worried now.

-Well, could it possibly be that he thinks you could utilize your military training to the benefit of the community?

-Huh?

That would be another way of looking at it, yeah.

-And how is your PTSD?

-Oh, I just refer to it as PTS now, no "D." It's an injury rather than a disorder.

A bit like living next to a railway line.

Most of the time, you're not aware of the trains rattling past, but, every so often... -Every so often, what?

-You're aware of the trains rattling past.

Sorry, I thought that was obvious, given the context.

-Yes, of course.

-Thanks, Doc.

I won't leave it so long next time.

-Al?

Are you here on a medical matter?

-Um... -No.

He was just bringing me my lunch.

-Mm.

It's not a café, is it?

Scott Chegg.

[ Birds squawk in distance ] Come through.

-Hi, Stewart.

-You're looking well.

-Thank you.

-Right, now that's out of the way, I'm running a survival course.

I need you to come and help me test it tomorrow.

Top-of-the-line experience, cooking, luxury tents, the works.

-Well, I-I'd love to, but I've got to look after my food truck, so... -But your dad could cover for you.

-No, I think he's... busy.

-No, he was saying the other day, he's got loads of free time.

-Al's worried, 'cause of my difficulties before.

He doesn't think people can change, get better.

-No, of course, I do.

Yeah.

-Great!

OK.

Uh, let's see, yeah.

Orientation pack.

-Oh.

-Map.

-Right.

-See you at 9:00 sharp, tomorrow.

Oh, bring a friend.

-Thank you for that.

-What?

-I don't want to go on his course.

-Oh.

Well, you should've said something, then.

Thanks for lunch.

-Oh.

-So, I'm just a little worried about Pippa, 'cause the job can get a little overwhelming.

-You managed.

-I told her if she feels any worse, she should pop into the surgery to see you.

-No!

-Martin?

-Why's that dog still in here?

I thought you were going to find out who owned it.

-I did.

Mrs. Evans.

She died a few months ago.

-Oh, yeah, chronic ischemic heart disease.

-So, obviously, the dog needs a home.

-Well, obviously, it can't stay here.

Oh.

Look what it's doing.

Why's it doing that?

-It's submitting to you.

Because you're sort of the alpha of the pack.

-No, I'm not.

-Well, saying, "No, I'm not," you're just proving you are.

That's a very alpha thing to do.

-No, it isn't.

-Please, Daddy, can we keep Chicken?

-Chicken?

What?

Does it have to be called that?

-Well, we could call it by its previous name -- Captain Pickles.

-Well, I'm not calling it Chicken.

I won't call it anything.

It's just a dog.

[ Door opens ] ♪♪ [ Birds chirping ] ♪♪ [ Sheep bleating ] -[ Grunts ] Um... -Really?

That's your bag?

-Uh, well, technically, it's Morwenna's, but yeah, I borrowed it off of her.

What's -- What's wrong with it?

-Flood waters cover the plains.

It's an extinction-level event.

You have 30 seconds to reach higher ground.

Dragging that thing, you won't make it out alive.

-Yeah, I think we're just gonna be sitting around, cooking marshmallows, whittling, and whatever.

-Come on, it's Stewart James.

The guy's a legend.

He's proper army.

-You haven't met him, have you?

He's had some, um... some problems in the past.

-Al, haven't we all?

-Yeah.

-The thing you need to know about alpha male types is that we keep moving forwards, not backwards.

[ Chirping continues, bleating continues ] -Yeah, this is gonna be fun.

♪♪ -I-I don't have an appointment, but I was wondering if I could see the doc before school starts?

This -- This rash has come up.

-Of course.

Doc!

Got a patient.

-Oh, thank you, thank you.

Do you think it's from stress?

I've, um...

I've got mouth ulcers as well.

I always get them when I'm stressed.

-Yeah.

They can be caused by stress.

But your rash isn't.

You have sporotrichosis.

-A word like that isn't making me feel any better, Doc.

-Also known as rose gardener's disease.

It's an infection caused by the Sporothrix fungus, which enters the skin through a cut or a graze when it comes into contact with a contaminated plant or soil.

Do you have a garden?

-Uh, yes, I do.

It's not very big, but I'm using it to grow some vegetables.

-Well, you need to have the soil checked.

-There's also a garden at school.

-Until it's checked, that needs to be shut down.

-But it's just opened.

-That doesn't matter, and get in touch with the parents of any children who've used that garden and ask them to be on the lookout for a rash like yours.

This is a prescription for an oral anti-fungal medicine.

It could take a few weeks to clear up.

-[ Exhales sharply ] I suppose you must be used to this.

I imagine when Louisa had the job, she would've come home all stressed out most days.

-No, not really.

-Oh.

Thank you.

-Yes.

-Hey!

Welcome.

Come.

-This is my good friend Joe.

-Pleased to meet you.

-The pleasure's all mine.

I've heard a lot about you.

-Ah.

Well, in that case, I should probably explain... -I can't wait to learn and benefit from your experience.

-OK. [ Chuckles ] Wow.

I like him.

-Hm.

-For the next two days, we're gonna be learning the survival essentials.

Now, I haven't done this before, and I really need it to go well, so, feedback is not only welcome; it is absolutely vital.

-Where do we sleep?

-Ah, that's the exciting bit.

We're gonna be building our own quarters.

Ta-da.

-But, uh, you said there was gonna be luxury tents.

-Ooh, yeah.

Good question.

-That wasn't a question.

-Al, you're here to learn, not to stress.

[ Chuckles ] OK. Just need you to pop your mobile phones in here.

-You didn't say anything about giving up our phones.

-It's a survival course.

-Well, it's a practice run.

-Yeah, but it's gotta feel real.

-Stewart's right.

If we're gonna do it, might as well do it properly.

-Thanks, Joe.

[ Birds chirping ] -There.

[ Clears throat ] -Cool.

[ Chuckles ] [ Exhales sharply ] Excellent.

This is actually going really well.

Right, let's crack on with building our shelters before it gets dark.

Now, you're gonna need three long, sturdy branches for the frame.

Yeah, I mean, ideally, something that is a couple of feet taller than yourselves.

Yeah.

-Like this?

-Exactly like that.

Carry on, Officer.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Indistinct conversations ] -Morning, Ron!

-Morning.

[ Birds squawking ] Went all the way up to that caravan site, complete waste of a journey.

-Well, if you'd called me first, you'd know I've been helping out Al.

Right.

He's doing that survival course with Stewart.

-On my land.

Things you do for a bit of spare change.

[ Coughs ] Right.

Pelts for the caravans?

-[ Laughs ] I'll pass.

-We had a deal.

-No, we had a conversation.

And you have got some pretty ratty sheepskins.

And you don't look so good yourself.

Have you seen the doc lately?

-Yeah.

I've seen him.

-Maybe you should see him again.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -[ Grunts ] Right, I think mine's done.

-Good.

Yeah.

Very good.

Maybe it's too good.

-Don't know that a shelter can be too good.

-It's just, uh, when we were doing army training down in Sennybridge, we had to sleep in a ditch.

-Oh.

I'd love to sleep in a ditch.

I didn't know that was an option.

-Do you want feedback, Stewart?

If you run a survival course and you make people sleep in ditches, they will quit and go home on the first day.

-Mm.

Well, I suppose you are the "average Joe," except he's Joe, and he's above average.

So, I suppose that makes you the "average Al," my target audience.

Hang on.

[ Clears throat ] I've got a tarp you can use as a cover for your shelter.

[ Coughing ] Sorry.

Something went down the wrong way.

[ Groans ] Ah, and I've managed to secure some pelts for you to lie on.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold on, now.

I held my peace about the tarp, but no one's gonna want to do a survival course if it's all soft pelts and fluffy pillows.

-I strongly disagree.

-You've got a bag with wheels on.

-You wanna sleep in a ditch?

-Stop it!

[ Breathing heavily ] I'm -- I'm sorry.

It's just, I'm getting two very different kinds of feedback here, and it's -- it's very confusing.

-Well, I suppose I don't need pelts.

-And I could help put the tarp on Al's shelter, firm it up, keep him dry.

-Right.

Thank you.

Teamwork.

[ Chuckles ] Sorry, Al.

Have you ever had that thing when your boss is just waiting for you to screw up, and it becomes like a self-fulfilling prophecy?

-Well, I'm -- I'm my own boss, so, uh... -Yeah.

Thanks, Al.

No one likes a brag.

-[ Grunting ] -He's amazing, isn't he?

You're lucky to have a friend like him.

-Mm.

[ Thermometer beeps ] -Your temperature's gone up since yesterday.

Did you take any paracetamol?

-Yeah.

Doesn't seem to help, though.

-Right.

Untuck your shirt at the back, please.

Alright, and whisper "99."

-99.

[ Clock ticking ] -And again.

-90 bloody 9.

-Hm.

I think you have the early stages of pneumonia, but I can also hear a heart murmur.

-Getting all the good news.

-Roll up your sleeve.

I'll take a blood sample.

-Why?

-To check your inflammatory markers and white cell count, find out what's causing this.

I'll write you a prescription for an antibiotic called Thromycin, which you take twice a day on an empty stomach.

-I know you told me to rest, but it's the busiest time of the year.

-Well, then, you'll end up in hospital.

It's not just about recovery, you know.

It's about prevention, too.

Or do you just want to get worse?

-No, I take your point, Doc.

I'll take it easy 'till I'm better.

Wish I had your job.

You just get to sit behind a desk all day.

-Yeah, it's really easy.

Let me know if you get worse.

-Right.

-Give it a blow... -[ Blows ] -Ah, well done.

OK, guys, tomorrow, I'll take you to the hunting hide, you can catch your own food.

But for now, here's one I prepared earlier.

-It doesn't look prepared.

It's not even been cleaned up.

-Wouldn't be much of a survival course if I did it all for you.

-It's just I don't want us all to get food poisoning.

That's all.

-Which is why we need to clean and skin it properly.

-Exactly.

-But before we do, we should say thank you.

-Thank you because...?

-Because it's providing us with sustenance.

Respect your food, Al, and it'll respect you back.

-Oh.

Uh... What is the point of respecting it if it is riddled with parasites?

-Enough!

Alright.

Will you stop picking on Joe?!

I will not abide bullying!

[ Breathing heavily ] [ Birds chirping ] Sorry.

I didn't mean to snap.

-You've upset him.

-I'm not upset.

I got a little bit of smoke in my eye, and I need to flush it out with some water.

-I'm worried about him.

-Oh, sure, because he likes me more than you, there must be something wrong with him.

-Right... [ Inhales sharply ] Gonna take you through preparing the rabbit, step by step.

-We got Stewart's blood results.

His liver function tests were flagged as abnormal.

-Right.

I want to see him again.

Call him.

Have him make an appointment as soon as possible.

-Well, it can't be today.

He's off in the woods playing survivors with my husband.

-Well, as soon as he gets back, then.

Kay Cole?

-Yeah.

-Come through.

♪♪ [ Owl hooting, fire crackling ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -[ Coughs ] ♪♪ You're right.

I can't trust anyone.

Nobody is on my side.

[ Crackling continues ] [ Coughs ] ♪♪ [ Leaves rustle ] ♪♪ -[ Whispering ] Joe.

Wake up and don't make a noise.

-What is it?

-Shh.

Shh, shh, shh.

That was a noise.

Come and look at this.

Come on.

Come on, Joe.

Just look.

-[ Coughing ] -I think he's losing it again.

He had a bit of a breakdown before.

He thought he shared his house with a giant squirrel.

-I thought that was an expression.

-An expression?

-You know, like, "Stewart's away with the squirrels."

-That's not an expression.

-Well, I know that now.

-Hello?

Who's there?

[ Fire crackling ] [ Howling ] [ Wolves howling ] Hm?

Oh, it was nothing.

Don't worry about it.

[ Coughs ] -One of us needs to leave.

The other one needs to stay here and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid.

-Good idea.

I'll stay.

You go.

-Come on, Stewart!

[ Bird squawks, wings flapping ] -You.

You should go.

You're the big survivalist.

-[ Coughs ] -It is unusually dark.

-Yeah.

[ Owl hooting in distance ] We'll get some kip, and we'll sort it then.

OK?

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Birds chirping, woodpecker tapping ] ♪♪ ♪♪ Stewart?

Stewart?

-[ Coughing ] Oh.

Hello.

Um, good morning.

-We're a bit worried about you, Stewart.

-Yeah, I've been feeling a... little bit out of sorts recently.

I'm a bit concerned, too.

-I think we should get you to see the doc.

-We can do this survival thing another time.

-No.

No, no, no, no, it has to be now.

-Well, I'm sure your boss will understand.

-This is Tony Bartlett we're talking about!

The Bartman!

He ruined the army for me!

[ Breathing heavily ] Now, he's gonna ruin this, too.

-If you let us just call the doc... -[ Laughs ] Al, you can't just go running to the doc every time something's wrong.

That's not how life works.

-But we could call him if we had our phones.

-No!

It's a survival course.

We have to finish it.

-OK. OK, you're right.

-He is?

-Yeah.

So, you two, you get the fire started, I will go and -- and dig a toilet, because we have a survival course to finish.

-Oh...right.

Yes.

Good idea.

-Wait a minute.

[ Birds chirping ] What, so... everyone's agreeing with me now?

It's a little bit weird.

-Well, do you want our help or not?

-Yeah, of course.

-Well, let's get the fire started, then.

-Yeah, and I'll -- I'll go and... -Right.

Good.

[ Chuckles ] Wonderful.

[ School bell ringing ] -Good morning.

-Come along, Alice.

-Morning, Connor.

In you come.

-Go and have a lovely day.

I'm gonna see you later, aren't I?

Be good.

-Oh, good morning.

-Oh, morning, Sally.

I'm really looking forward to today.

-Oh.

Are you coming to watch, then?

-No.

No, I'm a speaker, too.

-Oh, well, that's nice, yes.

Well, I mean, I suppose it's useful for the children to have a broad range of experiences, like what it's like to be a housewife and so on.

-Yeah, and I'll be talking about my teaching career and my work as a child counselor.

-Oh.

And will the doc be coming, too?

-Martin?

-Yes.

-No, I think he's got better things to do than hear us drone on.

-Oh.

Great.

You're both here and on time.

-Yeah.

You're going to be OK. Don't worry.

-I'm not worried.

-No?

-No.

-Good.

-[ Mutters ] [ Birds chirping ] [ Woodpecker tapping ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -[ Grunts ] Needs more squirrels.

-Squirrels?

-Should burn quite nicely.

Are you cold?

I feel a bit chilly.

-What happened to its head?

-Oh, I don't know.

Maybe someone cut it off 'cause he tried to leave.

-[ Chuckles ] -[ Breathing heavily ] -I know.

I've got some King Alfred's cake mushrooms.

You ever used them?

Nature's firelighters.

-Ow!

[ Groans ] -What happened?

-I thought I'd burnt my hand but... must have been the wind or... -You are a very strange man.

[ Laughs ] ♪♪ Pop Clarence on.

-So, as I was saying, as a pharmacist, it's my job to keep Portwenn safe and healthy.

And in order to do that, I have to work very closely with the doctor.

I have to anticipate his every single need.

It is sometimes a thankless job.

I mean, I have had to battle against physical and, um, emotional... ...trials, but I have stayed strong, because as a Portwenn person, I know, I am essential.

[ Applause ] -She's quite good.

It's gonna be a tough act to follow.

Right, uh, children, has anyone got any questions for Mrs. Tishell?

-Yeah.

-I've got spots on my hand.

-OK, that's not actually... -But yes, we do sell over-the-counter anti-acne creams which contain salicylic acid and benzoyl peroxide.

But do seek the doctor if symptoms persist or get worse.

-I've got them, too.

-Oh, dear.

-Oh.

-Oh, no.

Um, has anyone else here got a rash?

I mean, probably not, so it's nothing to worry about, but... OK, right.

Oh.

OK. [ Sighs ] -Pippa?

Pippa, what's wrong?

-What's wrong?

Yeah.

-Maybe you need to sit down.

-Maybe you need to sit down.

-Sally, if you could just help her to her seat.

-Sally, if you could just help her to her seat.

-She's repeating herself.

-She's repeating herself.

-You know, I-I think she's had a stroke.

-I think she's had a stroke.

[ Children murmuring ] -Yeah.

OK. Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh.

Thank you.

Could all the children with rashes on their arms stand to that side and go and stand next to Mrs. Day?

And the rest of you, you can have an extra break in the playground.

So, out you go.

And, really, there is absolutely nothing to worry about.

[ Murmuring continues ] ♪♪ -[ Murmurs ] Agh.

-I can't hear anything.

[ Children laughing ] -What happened?

[ Clears throat ] -Well, she started to mix up her words and repeat things back.

-"Echo-la-liar."

The term is "echo-la-liar."

-It's echolalia.

Ms., uh, Woodford?

-Ley.

-Woodley.

Woodley.

Woodley, do you know where you are?

-I'm at the school?

-Mm.

Excuse me.

Do you remember arriving here?

-No.

Is it Portwenn People?

-It is, yeah, but you don't worry about that.

-Follow the light, please.

Well done.

Now, can you raise your arms above your head?

-It's most likely a stroke, Doctor.

-Well, no, it's not that likely, there's no paralysis.

Put your arms down.

Was there any tingling in your hands or your legs before?

-Uh, a little, yes.

-No, well, if that was a sign of a stroke, then it would have progressed.

Uh, I think you've suffered an episode of transient global amnesia, which is a sudden interruption to short-term memory.

It's often triggered by emotional or psychological stress.

-I didn't tell anyone about the school garden.

-What?

I expressly told you to close it and inform the parents.

-What's wrong with the garden?

-Nothing.

-Uh, I believe that the soil is contaminated with Sporothrix, which causes a rash.

-Well, those children there are all complaining of a rash.

-All of them?

-Yeah.

-Mrs. Tishell?

-Yes, Doctor.

Sorry.

-Mrs. Tishell, all of these children need a prescription for anti-fungal cream to be applied twice a day for 10 days.

Can you organize that?

-Well, that's extraordinary.

I was just discussing that in my speech, how we need to be a bit more simpatico -- -Yes or no?

-Yes.

Yes, Doctor.

-Right.

Uh, I'm gonna call an ambulance to take you to the hospital for an MRI scan.

I want to rule out any pathology on your brain.

I don't think it's a stroke or a tumor, but I just want to be thorough.

Excuse me.

-[ Exhales sharply ] -Well, I think my first Portwenn People was a huge success.

-It's not your fault.

It could happen to anyone.

-It never happened to you, did it?

-No.

[ Phones ringing ] -Wait!

Wait!

-Portwenn Surgery, how can I help you?

Sorry, the doc's out on a call right now.

It'd probably be better if you...

Right.

OK, well, I'll let him know.

Yeah.

Call me if you get worse.

[ Cellphone ringing ] Sorry, Al, I'm gonna have to call you back.

Um, a Ron Pickford just called from Thirkettle Farm in a bit of a panic.

He says he's got a lot worse.

-Tell him to come in.

-Yeah, I did, but he said he can't because his ewes have been aborting all night.

-These his bloods?

-Yeah, they just came back.

They show abnormal liver function, and I was thinking that's a bit weird, 'cause Stewart James' blood results showed the exact same thing yesterday.

Sorry, I know I'm not meant to offer opinions on patients.

It just seemed like more than a coincidence.

-Yeah.

Right.

Well spotted.

-Hm.

I'm sure you would have spotted it, too.

-Yes, of course I would.

I'll go up to Thirkettle Farm, then.

-OK. [ Cellphone rings ] -Oh.

Yeah.

-Hi, Al.

Sorry about that.

How's it going?

-Uh, not great, Mor.

I need the doc.

Stewart's lost it again.

He won't let us leave.

Plus, every time I call you, you hang up on me.

-Well, the doc's just left.

He's gone to Thirkettle Farm.

-I know where that is.

I'll head him off there.

It's not far.

I'll talk to you later, OK?

Bye.

-Ow!

Oof.

We need some cups for coffee.

Hang on.

♪♪ [ Birds chirping ] ♪♪ ♪♪ Al's been gone a while, hasn't he?

-Yeah.

He probably got lost.

-You think we should go and look for him?

-Nah, he'll be fine.

-So, he's -- he's lost, but he's also fine?

-Yeah.

-I hope he hurries back or he's gonna miss out on the most important lesson of survival.

-What's that?

-Well, it's, um...

I'll show you.

Uh, pop your hands out for me.

There we go.

Try and get out.

Twist your hands.

Pull 'em apart.

-[ Grunts ] It's a strong knot.

-Yeah.

-So, what's the lesson?

-Never let someone tie your hands together... especially... if they know you've been lying to them.

Al's phone is missing.

I probably should have figured it out earlier when I saw you winking at him, but, um... [ Coughs ] I've not been quite myself recently.

-It was only 'cause we were worried about you.

-Mm.

And I appreciate that, I really do.

But right now... [ Water hisses ] ...I need you to move.

-Why?

Where are we going?

-Hunting.

We're gonna finish the course.

Piece of toast?

-Well... -Gotta keep your strength up.

Here.

[ Birds squawk ] Come on.

-[ Grunts ] -Don't worry.

It's gonna be fun.

-[ Mumbling ] OK. -OK, we're gonna have to pick the pace up, come on.

♪♪ [ Birds chirping, sheep bleating ] ♪♪ -[ Coughs ] Shut the curtains.

-I can't examine you in the dark.

-The light's unbearable.

-[ Sighs ] You went back to work, didn't you?

You said you were gonna rest.

-I wanted to rest.

It's the bloody ewes.

[ Coughs ] They never stop.

-I had your blood test results back, shows abnormal liver function.

Have any of your ewes been aborting?

-Yeah, they have.

-Ah, I think the two things are connected.

You have Q Fever.

-Oh.

What the hell's that?

-Well, a bacterial infection passed to humans by infected animals.

Your blood tests, your sensitivity to light -- they're indicators.

The sheep had it, and they passed it on to you.

-Is that why I've got a heart murmur?

-Yes, it is, but with the right treatment, you should make a full recovery.

Um, I have to give you this injection in your backside.

Could you roll over, please?

-[ Groaning ] -Sharp scratch.

-[ Exhales sharply ] I suppose I could hire someone for a few weeks.

-Doc?!

Oh, uh, Stewart's lost it again, seems pretty sick as well.

-He was wearing your sheepskins.

-Yeah, he wanted 'em for his course.

-Where is he?

-Uh, he's back at the camp with Joe.

I'll show you.

It's a bit of a hike, so... -No, no, no, no, you need bed rest, you stay there.

Morwenna will call you, check up on you.

-[ Coughs ] [ Birds chirping ] -[ Breathing heavily ] Please don't hurt me.

-I'm not gonna hurt you.

I mean, I don't want to be presumptuous, but I consider us to be friends.

-Yes!

I think we're friends, too.

-Yeah.

Let's keep moving, Joe.

♪♪ -This is where I left them.

Damn.

-Well, where do you think they've gone?

-Well, Stewart said we'd be using the hunting hide today, which is here, and we're there, so... -Right.

-This way.

-Yeah.

-Why are we going such a weird route?

-Because there's animal traps everywhere.

-Stewart, there are no traps.

I've got an eye for these things.

-What, you think I'm lying?

-I don't think you know what's real or not right now.

-[ Exhales sharply, coughs ] The thing is, I just don't know what's gonna happen next.

-You mean... right now?

-No, no, I mean, long-term.

Tony bloody Bartlett.

[ Exhales sharply ] It used to feel like I had my place in the world.

Now he's got me doing all this other stuff.

-Well, maybe that's a good thing, push you out of your comfort zone.

-Yeah, it's clearly working out for me.

-If ever you need someone to hang out and talk with, or just hang out and not talk, I'm always free.

-Mm.

The thing is I don't really like people.

Although, I mean, it wouldn't be so bad, if you're sure?

-Of course.

-Well, then, maybe... maybe you're just saying that, and given half the chance, you'd go running off and abandon me, just like everyone else.

-I wouldn't.

I promise.

You have my word.

[ Birds chirping ] ♪♪ -Stewart!

-He's got a knife!

-No, I haven't!

Oh.

Sorry, yes, I have.

-Whoa!

-Bloody hell!

-Oh, my God.

-Doc!

Help!

-[ Groans ] -Doc!

-Wait!

Don't!

Al, Al!

No, no, no, no, no!

Wait!

There's more traps!

I've got this!

-Get me out of here!

[ Chirping continues ] -Changed your mind about coming on the course, then, Doc?

-No, Stewart, I want to examine you!

You don't look well.

You're sweating.

-Well, it's very hot, or very cold.

I'm not quite sure which.

-I think you've caught Q Fever from Ron Pickford's farm.

It's a bacteria that infects livestock and can be passed onto humans.

-OK. That sounds like just the sort of thing you'd say if you were trying to trick me.

-Stewart, just -- just get me out of here and let me examine you.

Come on!

-Come on.

Give me a hand, Stewart.

Come on, Doc.

Doc.

[ Grunting ] ♪♪ -Can someone get me down, please?

-Stewart, knife.

-[ Coughs ] -Hurry up.

I'm starting to lose feeling in my leg.

-Are you experiencing any chest pain or fever or fatigue?

-Yes, yes, and yes.

-Yeah, you've got Q Fever, you must have got it from those sheepskins.

-Ooh, does that mean I'm -- I'm not losing my mind?

-Well, maybe this episode was a reaction to the infection, but it's probably just as well to get a thorough psychiatric evaluation.

The Q virus is treatable, though, but you'll need to take some time off work.

-Yeah.

That shouldn't be a problem.

Probably gonna get fired for this.

-Uh, no, you can't be fired for being sick.

-What, so you'd write me a doctor's note, you know, on sort of official paper and everything?

-Of course, yeah.

-[ Laughs ] Perfect.

Tony hates paperwork.

I mean, the more the merrier, Doc.

-Maybe we could do all this again properly in a couple of weeks, when you're feeling better.

-Seriously?

Wow.

Thank you, both of you.

Now, that -- that really means a lot.

-Yeah, I won't be doing this again.

-You say that, but deep down, I think you really enjoyed yourself.

-Right, come on, let's get you home.

-Now, um... Yeah, just follow me.

OK, we're gonna take a right.

[ Birds squawk ] -Hello!

-Pippa!

How are you feeling?

I tried to call you.

-I know, and that's why I'm here.

I'm sorry, I-I-I just felt embarrassed.

-Oh, there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

How was the hospital?

-Well, Doc was right.

The MRI showed it wasn't a stroke, just a stress overload.

So, I've cleared it with the governors so I can take a week off to recuperate while the deputy covers.

Maybe it'd be better if I just didn't go back at all.

-Look, I know it's tough, but you can't give up now.

-It wasn't tough for you.

-Pippa, I've made my fair share of mistakes.

Well, just remember, if you need any advice, I'm always here.

-Thanks.

-Martin, I heard you were up with Stewart.

Are you OK?

-I fell in a pit.

-[ Sighs ] -MRI?

-You were right.

[ Exhales sharply ] -I know.

You should be resting.

-Yeah, I'll, um...

I'll talk to you later.

-Call if you need anything.

-Yeah.

-Stay still.

Stewart OK?

-Uh, yes.

Yes, he will be.

Do you want a hand with this?

-Mm, thank you.

[ Exhales sharply ] ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Dog whining ] ♪♪ Come in.

-He's deliberately missed off Mary.

He's invisiblising her.

-Is that even a word?

You have a deep vein thrombosis in your right calf.

-Oh, there's always something.

-Carotid sinus hypersensitivity isn't life-threatening.

-Drowning is, though.

-How can I help?

-You can stop endangering the lives of my patients.

-Martin.

How are you?

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