If there's a health problem at the mine, I'm sure the Coal Board is aware of it.

(Megan) I don't think they are.

And if they aren't, then we've got to tell them about Sharpe.

(Richard) Elwyn was obsessed with lung disease, as if nothing else matters!

(Prem) There's a simple way of finding out how big the problem is.

Chest X-rays.

(Richard) I told you to get Elwyn's diary for me.

(Dan) I couldn't find it!

(honking) (man) I'm afraid it could be very serious.

You could end up in borstal, Dan.

-This is all your fault.

-Tom... (Tom) You could've saved my dad if you weren't so interested in my stepmom.

♪ (theme music) ♪ -Hello.

-You're Rhys Stephens.

-I know.

-You're brilliant.

-Am I?

-My dad says you might be as good as Cliff Morgan one day.

(Rhys) Well, I hope your dad's right.

(Dan) What are you doing here?

(Rhys) That's my X-ray van.

You don't know how to get to Trefelin, do you?

(Dan) Yeah.

(Rhys) Can you show me?

Stick your bike in the back, and you can ride up front in the cab with me.

♪ (Tom) What do you want?

(Prem) I came to see your mother.

(Tom) She's not my mom.

(Prem) How is she?

(Tom) My dad's dead.

How do you think she is?

(Prem) May I see her?

(Tom) Why not?

That's the only reason you ever came here.

(Prem) I'm sorry I haven't come 'round to see you since the funeral.

I wasn't sure of the right moment, and I didn't want to intrude.

(Megan) No, no.

I'm glad you came.

It's nice to see a friendly face.

Everyone else who's dropped 'round telling me they're sorry about Gareth, but really they're just watching me.

Everything I say and do.

But that's Trefelin for you.

(Prem) Thank you.

(Megan) I've always wondered, Prem, what made you decide to come to Wales?

(Prem) Why not?

Land of Dylan Thomas, Lawrence of Arabia, -Richard Burton.

-Richard Burton?

(Prem) I love films.

I never missed one with Cary Grant, or David Niven, or Dirk Bogarde.

(Megan) A Matter of Life And Death?

David Niven, I love that film.

He plays a fighter pilot who falls in love with a radio operator.

(Prem) Even though they've only spoken on the radio for a few seconds before he's killed.

(Megan) And no one can understand why they've fallen in love -so quickly.

-And her love brings him back to life.

(Megan) That film makes me cry every time.

(Prem) I'm the same with Dumbo.

What?

Don't laugh.

It's really, really sad in the middle.

♪ (Rhys) Get your head in now.

♪ (Richard) I can't believe he took the law into his own hands.

(Sylvia) Why does it matter what the Indian doctor does?

-You're the boss, Dickie.

-It matters a great deal.

(Sylvia) Well, as soon as your promotion comes through we'll never have to think about these stupid little people and their stupid little problems ever again.

(Richard) That's the point, Sylvia.

I might not get the promotion.

(Sylvia) Of course you will.

Why wouldn't you?

(Richard) Let's just say there are some things the Coal Board doesn't need to know.

(Sylvia) What's that got to do with the X-rays?

I'm sure Sharma doesn't even know what he's doing.

Do they even have X-rays in India?

(Richard) I don't know why I bother sometimes.

I've got something for you.

I've done some more work on Elwyn's diary.

-You didn't need to.

-No, no, it was good.

Took my mind off things.

-I was right about Sharpe.

-What do you mean?

(Megan) According to Elwyn, Sharpe has been breaking every safety regulation there is and has been for years.

The coal dust in the mine is worse than anyone ever remembers.

Someone's got to stop him.

(Prem) And you still think it should be me.

(Megan) You're a doctor, Prem.

People will listen to you.

(Prem) I'm not sure about that.

Anyway, we need proof.

That's just hearsay.

-So, what, we just give up?

-No.

If there is a health problem in the village, then it's my responsibility.

First, we have to find out exactly how many miners have got lung disease and how bad it is.

(Megan) How?

(Prem) Simple.

Chest X-rays.

We get every miner X-rayed.

(Megan) You know what these men are like about their health.

We'll never get them to a hospital.

(Prem) We don't need to.

(moody music) (Richard) I've got to stop him.

I've worked too hard and too long for this promotion.

(Sylvia) And you deserve it, Dickie.

(Richard) I do.

(Sylvia) Everything's going to be so much better when we move.

You just need to relax and stop worrying all the time.

-That's probably all it is.

-What?

-You know, why you can't... -Stop it.

It's irritating.

(Sylvia) When we get to Nottingham, will you please see a doctor?

-What for?

-I want a baby, Dickie.

I'm not getting any younger.

(Richard) Oh, for Pete's sake, will you stop going on about babies?

More important things on my mind.

(door closing) (banjo music) ♪ (Gina) Dr. Sharma, it's here.

♪ -That's Rhys Stephens!

-Who?

(Gina) Rhys Stephens.

Fly half for Cardiff and Wales.

-Rugby!

He's famous!

-Oh, right.

-Dr. Sharma?

-Hello.

Rhys Stephens.

Is the van all right?

(Gina) I'm Gina.

(Rhys) Pleased to meet you.

Rhys Stephens.

(Gina) I know.

I saw you play in Cardiff against England.

You were amazing.

Not that amazing.

We lost.

(Gina) I know.

That was awful.

I still can't believe it.

What are you doing in Trefelin?

-Well, I'm with the X-ray van.

-Oh, yeah, of course, the X-ray... Well, we were just talking about that, actually.

I'm Dr. Sharma's receptionist.

Assistant, really.

He never told me it would be you.

-Well, it is.

-I know.

(Prem) Well, anyway.

Mr. Sharpe, the colliery manager, has given us permission to set up outside the mine.

The easier we make it for the miners, -the more X-rays we'll get.

-Right.

Well, give me directions, I'll get cracking.

(Gina) I could show him the way.

(Rhys) You sure you don't mind?

(Gina) Is that all right?

(Prem) It's fine.

(Rhys) Come on, then.

-You okay to get in?

-Yeah.

(Rhys) Cheers, Dan.

(van door closing) (door closing) -The X-ray van's arrived.

-Where have you been?

(Prem) I had to check in on Mrs. Evans.

(Kamini) You seem to be spending a lot of time with her.

(Prem) Because of the diary.

If we want to get to the bottom of the miners' health problems, then we have to translate the diary.

I can't do that without her.

(Kamini) You know the other night, why did her son say you were too interested in his stepmother to care about his father?

(Prem) Kamini, his father had just died, he was upset.

Besides, he's a teenager, he doesn't know what he's saying half the time.

(Kamini) And that's all it is?

(Prem) I'm needed at the X-ray van.

I'll see you later.

(guitar music) (door closing) ♪ -Thank you.

-No, no.

I thank you.

I'd never have found this place on my own.

You sure you'll be all right getting back?

(Gina) I don't have to get back.

-Not straight away.

-Really?

(Gina) I could help you set up if you want.

(Rhys) There's not much to it, but, yeah, why not?

You're the first famous person I've ever met.

-I'm not really famous.

-You are.

(Rhys) All right, maybe a little bit.

(Gina) Are you hungry?

They've got a canteen inside.

(Rhys) No, I'm okay, ta.

(Gina) Not even a cup of tea and a custard cream?

-I'm not hungry, thanks.

-Just a cup of tea, then.

(Rhys) All right, I'll have a cup of tea.

But only if you have one with me.

(Gina) Okay.

(speaking Welsh) (Richard) I don't want anyone going near that van, understand?

Not one miner gets his chest X-rayed.

(Owen) What am I supposed to tell them?

-Tell them it was my idea.

-Then they'll be against it.

(Richard) Exactly.

Tell them it makes the difference between the mine staying open and shutting.

(Owen) There's a hundred years of coal left in this pit!

(Richard) It's not how much coal there is, it's how much it costs to get it out, Griffiths!

If those X-rays turn out badly, it's the perfect excuse for the Coal Board to shut it down.

They'll probably buy your Indian doctor friend -a champagne dinner.

-They wouldn't shut the pit just because of that.

(Richard) Do you want to take a chance on it?

(Owen) We're talking about men's lives.

(Richard) No!

We're talking about their livelihoods.

(Owen) You don't care about this pit or the men who work in it.

All you want to do is to get out of here.

(Richard) I am getting out of here.

-What?

-I'm being promoted, Griffiths.

You make sure that none of your men so much as sets foot in that X-ray van, and I'll be out of your hair forever.

(Owen) I can't ask them to do that.

(Richard) I rather think you can.

Or perhaps I'll tell them about the money you stole.

(dramatic music) (Owen) All right.

But this will be the last thing I ever do for you.

♪ (Richard) Not quite.

♪ I also want Dr. Elwyn's diary.

♪ -Good afternoon, Doctor.

-Mr. Sharpe.

(Richard) I see your X-ray van has arrived.

-Yes.

-I still think you're going to regret it, but I suppose you have to do what you think is best.

-Indeed.

-I hope you can get my men to cooperate.

They're a tricky bunch.

(Prem) Well, I'll do my best.

(Richard) Oh, I've been meaning to ask you about the diary you mentioned.

Would you mind if I had a look?

(Prem) I'm afraid I don't have it.

(Richard) Well, I'm sure if you ask your lady friend nicely, she'll give it back to you.

-I beg your pardon?

-Oh, come on, Doctor, we're both men of the world.

(Prem) I don't know what you mean.

(Richard) This is a village.

People talk.

(moody music) Cheerio!

(honking) ♪ (vocalizing) (Sian) What's inside there is no different from what was in them Cuban missiles.

It's all radiation, one way or another.

Shouldn't be allowed.

You mark my words, if that thing goes up, there won't be much left of the village.

(woman) Gina!

Come on, get in the picture.

Everybody, bunch up!

(upbeat music) ♪ (Gina) Tom?

♪ ♪ (Dan) Hi, Doc!

♪ (Rhys) Sorry.

(Prem) Well, you've attracted quite a crowd.

(Rhys) It happens sometimes.

(Prem) Lots of pretty girls.

Radiographers aren't usually as popular as this in India.

(Rhys) Oh, it's not 'cause of that... (Prem) No, I'm just teasing.

You play rugby.

I know, Gina told me.

So, had many takers for your X-rays?

(Rhys) None.

(Prem) None at all?

(Rhys) Probably all down the pub.

(Prem) Right.

Well, maybe I'll drop in there, see if I can't drum up some business.

(Dan) Rhys!

Right!

(Sian) I was so sorry to hear about your trouble.

(Megan) Thank you.

(clock ticking) (Sian) Such a lovely, gentle man, Gareth.

(Megan) Yes.

(Sian) Always helping other people.

(Megan) Yes.

(Sian) And so unlucky, poor man, with his wife dying, Tom being left without a mother, and now this.

(Megan) Mm-hm.

(Sian) It's always the good ones that suffer.

Still.

At least he had you.

That's something, I suppose.

(Megan) Yes.

(honking) (moody music) ♪ -Mr. Stephens?

-Yeah.

(Richard) Richard Sharpe.

Mine manager.

This is my car park you're clogging up with your van.

(Rhys) I'm sorry.

I thought it had all been arranged.

(Richard) Only teasing.

We're delighted to have you here.

Absolutely thrilled.

This is my wife, Sylvia.

-Pleased to meet you.

-Nice frock.

(Sylvia) Thank you.

It's new.

(Richard) The Coal Board are very keen on this sort of thing.

And so, of course, am I.

Have you had many takers yet?

-No.

None, actually.

-Really?

Well, I expect things will liven up when the men come off shift.

So, this is what all the fuss is about.

(Sylvia) My husband says you play rugby.

-Yeah.

-And you're famous.

(Rhys) Well, I wouldn't say that.

Amazing!

You can fit a whole X-ray unit into one of these!

-Would you like to have a look?

-Would you mind?

Incredible!

Technology nowadays... (Sylvia) Oh, thank you.

(clock ticking) (Sian) Have you heard about the X-ray van?

(Megan) Yes.

The doctor told me.

-Dr. Sharma?

-Yes.

-You went to see the doctor?

-No.

He came here.

(Sian) Really?

You're not ill, are you?

(Megan) No.

-He was paying his respects.

-Oh.

I wouldn't have thought he'd been in the village long enough to know anyone that well.

Mind you, I suppose, with your Gareth being ill, you've spent a lot of time with our Indian doctor.

Such a lovely man.

Shame about him and his wife.

Some people are saying he's found himself a fancy woman.

-That's ridiculous.

-Oh, that's what I keep saying.

But you know what people are like.

Still, lucky girl... ...whoever she is.

(clock ticking) -He kissed me, Tom!

-I know.

I saw.

(Gina) He was just fooling around for the photograph.

It didn't even mean anything!

(Tom) That's not what it looked like.

(Gina) I was just excited, that's all.

He's famous!

(Tom) Maybe I should go away and come back when I'm famous.

(Gina) No!

I don't want you to go away!

I don't even care if you're famous.

-You don't care if I'm famous?

-No!

Yeah... You're twisting everything, Tom!

(Tom) You're the one who's twisting things.

(Gina) Look, if I made you jealous, I'm sorry.

-You didn't make me jealous.

-I don't... (Tom) We're not married, Gina.

If you want to go off with someone else, then you can.

(Gina) I love you, Tom!

(soft music) (Tom) People say that all the time.

It doesn't mean anything.

♪ (Richard) I heard they were having some problems with the film.

Have they ironed all that out yet?

(Rhys) A lot depends on the skill of the technician.

Some are better than others.

(Richard) Yes, well, I'm sure we're all in good hands with you, no matter how long you've been doing this.

(Sylvia) Where are you staying?

(Rhys) I normally sleep in the van.

It saves money.

(Sylvia) Oh, you poor thing.

What do you do for dinner?

(Rhys) I've got a camping stove in the back.

(Sylvia) Oh, how awful.

At least let us make you dinner.

-Dickie?

-Absolutely.

Our pleasure!

(Rhys) Well, I wouldn't say no to a home-cooked meal.

-What would you like?

-Anything.

Surprise me.

(Sylvia) All right.

I will.

(engine puttering) (indistinct chatter) (Owen) Oi, come on, lads, let him speak!

-He doesn't understand.

-Give him a chance to explain.

We owe him that.

(man) Look, doc.

A friend of mine got an X-ray once.

First, they told him he had a bit of dust.

A year later he went back and they said he had none.

(Prem) That's not possible with this kind of lung disease.

Once you've got it, you can never get rid of it.

(man) So maybe he didn't have it in the first place.

(Prem) Well, it's possible that there could have been a problem with the X-ray film or the technician... (man) You see?

You can't trust these X-rays.

If they get it wrong, then I'll be moved to surface work, and I lose half my pay.

My wife's expecting a baby.

(Prem) What happens to your wife and baby if you get sick?

Once it gets into your lungs, unless you stop breathing coal dust, it'll only get worse.

(Alun) There's a lot that can kill you down the pit.

The dust is bad, but there's much worse.

Best just to get on with it.

(Prem) I understand, really... (Alun) Have you ever been down a mine?

No offense, doc, but you have no idea what we're talking about.

The most important thing is that the pit stays open.

(Prem) More important than your lives?

You're not from around here, Doctor.

You don't know what happens to a village when a pit shuts down.

(man) We need these jobs, Doctor.

(man) All I'm trying to say is if... (indistinct chatter) (moody music) (Gina) I wish I'd never posed for that stupid picture.

(Kamini) And that's all it was?

That's the reason he got so angry?

(Gina) He kissed me.

(Kamini) Who?

The rugby player?

(Gina) It didn't mean anything.

(Kamini) Did you tell Tom it didn't mean anything?

(Gina) I can't.

He won't listen to me.

And, then, to top everything off, -I think he broke up with me.

-Give it a few days and he probably won't even remember.

(Gina) Do you really think so?

(Kamini) Men are always saying things they don't mean when they're angry.

They can't help it.

(Gina) Oh, I hope I get over this bug before the fete.

I'm going to be no good running a food stall throwing up all the time.

(Kamini) How long has this been going on?

(Gina) Days.

Every morning, just as I get up.

It's awful.

(Kamini) You're not late, are you?

(Gina) No.

It's only just gone three.

-No.

Late this month.

-No.

I'm never late.

I'm always in at quarter to nine every morning.

(Kamini) No, Gina.

Not late for work.

Late for, you know... ♪ (man) We all know the Coal Board is looking for an excuse to shut down the pit.

What I want to know is what does he get out of it?

-I don't get anything.

-If we don't let him take any of his X-rays in the first place, then he can't fix the results.

(Prem) I won't fix the results!

-They'll be... -We should boycott the X-rays!

Tell Sharpe to stuff it.

(Prem) This has nothing to do with Sharpe or the Coal Board!

(man) Then why is the X-ray van parked up right outside the pit?

And why is Sharpe telling us all to get X-rayed?

-I don't know.

-Maybe you do and you're just not saying.

-No!

-What are you getting out of this?

-Nothing!

-He's lying!

(man) Whose side are you on, doc?

(slamming) (Tom) Ask him why my dad died.

(somber music) Go on.

Ask him.

♪ Why did my dad die after the hospital told him he had a year to live?

(Prem) Tom, he had a heart attack.

It could have happened at any time.

(Tom) It didn't, though, did it?

It happened when you were looking after him.

(Prem) Tom, I did everything I could for your father, but I couldn't cure him.

(Tom) No.

You couldn't.

♪ You want to trust him?

♪ I wish he'd never touched my dad.

♪ (Prem) I am on your side!

(Alun) He's lying.

His house is paid for by the Coal Board!

(man) Him and Sharpe are as thick as thieves.

-No.

-I saw him coming out of Sharpe's house the other night.

(Prem) No!

Yes, but I went to speak to him about.... (Alun) The boy's right!

Can't trust a word he says.

They're all the same.

(Prem) You've got this all wrong!

Stop, Doctor.

Don't.

There's no point.

When you first came here, I was all for you.

We all were.

But we need someone to look out for us.

Miners.

The last thing we want around here is a company doctor.

♪ (Richard) So you didn't have anyone volunteer for an X-ray?

(Rhys) No.

No one at all?

(Rhys) No one.

Well, I'm sorry you've had a wasted day.

I'll have a word with my men tomorrow.

See if we can't rustle you up a few bodies.

(Rhys) No.

Thank you.

I've had enough.

Got to be up early.

(Sylvia) Oh, don't be silly.

Big lad like you?

I bet you can drink all night and still get up in the morning.

You'd be surprised.

And with my luck, everyone will turn up first thing all at once in the morning.

(Richard) I wouldn't count on it.

I've been here five years and, believe me, it's been an uphill struggle trying to drag these people into the 20th century.

(telephone ringing) They can be very awkward.

Excuse me.

(ringing continues) (Sylvia) He can be such a bore when he starts going on about the mine.

(Rhys) They're all like that.

All the managers.

-Really?

-Drive me mad.

(soft music) No.

Thank you.

(Sylvia) No?

(Rhys) Oh, all right, go on.

As long as I can have some more of your pudding.

-Did you like it?

-Like it?

I loved it!

You're a cracking cook, Mrs. Sharpe.

(Sylvia) Call me Sylvia.

♪ (Prem) I knew it wouldn't be easy to convince them, but I didn't expect them to turn on me like that.

(Kamini) You're not one of them, Prem.

(Prem) Most of my patients are miners.

Or their families.

Without patients, I don't have a practice.

Why did they call you a company doctor?

(Prem) They think I'm working for Sharpe or the Coal Board.

(Kamini) That's ridiculous.

Did Sharpe tell them that?

(Prem) I don't know.

Maybe.

He's been lying to everyone for years.

At least that's what it says in Elwyn's diary.

I just can't get anyone to listen to me!

(Kamini) What do you expect?

We don't fit in here.

We never will.

(upbeat music) ♪ -Morning, Rhys!

-Rough night, was it?

(man) Get your end away, did you?

(man) Come on.

Strapping young lad like you?

(man) I bet you're fighting the girls off.

-I was last night.

-Hey, you haven't got her inside, have you?

(Rhys) No.

I wasn't expecting anyone this early, but if you give me a couple of minutes to set up, and I'll be ready.

(Rhys) What?

What's wrong?

-You tell him.

-I can't.

You.

(Rhys) What?

(man) I don't know how to say this, Rhys, but you see, we think what you're doing for the miners is brilliant.

(man) A great man like you to come all the way up here, that means a lot.

It's just... (Rhys) You're not worried about the X-rays, are you?

It's nothing, really.

-All you have to do is... -No, no.

It's nothing like that.

(man) The thing is, we're not here for X-rays.

-No.

-We can't have them.

(man) It's nothing against you, mind.

-Nothing personal.

-Absolutely not.

We think you're amazing.

(man) I saw you play against Llanelli.

Best game I ever saw.

(man) That penalty in the last minute?

(man) Bloody brilliant.

So, if you aren't here for the X-rays, why are you here?

(man) We're, um, sort of a... ...picket.

-We didn't want to be.

-Absolutely not.

(man) But we drew straws and... (Rhys) A picket?

(man) To enforce the boycott.

-Boycott?

-Of your X-ray van.

(man) No offense, Rhys, really.

But it's our livelihoods at stake.

Right.

(man) We've got tea, mind.

Fancy a cuppa?

Oh, yes, please.

-I've got some chairs inside.

-No.

(man) Can't do that.

Never crossed a picket line in my life.

(man) You could bring them out, mind.

(woman) Sharma is only doing this whole X-ray business because Sharpe told him to.

(woman) And he calls himself a doctor.

-He's a disgrace.

-Well, he's Indian, what do you expect?

(woman) Well, I expect him to do his job properly.

(woman) Well, he can't, can he, 'cause he's too busy smarming up to Sharpe.

Oh, you can't trust those people.

They don't care who they step on.

(woman) What we need is a proper doctor.

(Kamini) My husband is a proper doctor.

He's a better doctor than you or anybody else in this village has ever seen.

He could have been a surgeon.

(woman) Well, maybe he should have been then, because he's not much of a doctor.

You have no idea how lucky you are that he's here at all.

But you wouldn't, because you're all too ignorant to see what a remarkable, honest, decent man he is.

(woman) Oh, well, pardon us.

(woman) Who do you think you are?

(Kamini) Coming here was the worst mistake we ever made.

(woman) Well, why don't you go back to where you came from, then?

(woman) You won't be missed.

I'll have the results for you in 24 hours.

The test might come back negative.

(Gina) It won't.

I'm pregnant.

I know I am.

(Prem) Even if you are pregnant, it's not the end of the world.

(Gina) It is.

(Prem) Gina, you're a very capable young lady.

I can't think of many people who could manage this surgery the way you do.

And if you can cope with that, you can cope with anything.

(Gina) My nan will kill me.

(Prem) I'm sure she'll be fine.

(Gina) No, you don't understand.

That's why she kicked my mom out of the house, 'cause she got pregnant with me.

(Prem) Oh.

Is there anyone else you could go to?

(Gina) No.

What about the father?

(Gina) I think we split up yesterday.

(Prem) Have you told him?

No.

He's so hard to talk to, about anything.

Well, you really should talk to someone.

Don't keep it to yourself.

Who?

Well, I'm always here.

If you're worried about anything at all, you can always come to me.

(soft music) If I am pregnant... ♪ ...is there something you could do?

You know, make it go away?

Gina, no.

I'm sorry.

And it's against the law.

♪ Gina?

Promise me you won't do anything rash.

♪ (door closing) (Sylvia) Rhys!

-Oh, Mrs. Sharpe.

-What a lovely surprise.

You ran off so quickly last night, I didn't get a chance to say goodbye properly.

-Sorry.

-That's all right.

I knew you would.

As soon as Dickie started going on about his stupid machines.

-It wasn't that.

-If he tells me about the white heat of techno what's-it one more time, I think I'll scream.

(Rhys) I was just nervous about leaving the van.

I had a great time.

Honestly.

-Did you really?

-Yeah.

It was fun.

And you're a great cook, Mrs. Sharpe.

(Sylvia) Sylvia.

I was just on my way to the shops.

If you tell me what you like, I could do you something really special for tonight.

(Rhys) Ah.

I won't be here tonight.

I'm booked over in Aberbargoed.

I've got to shoot off as soon as I'm done.

(Sylvia) Oh, you have to go?

(Rhys) I wish I didn't have to.

(Sylvia) Can't you stay the night and go to Aberbargoed -in the morning?

-No.

They want me there tonight.

Nothing I can do.

(Sylvia) You could come over now.

I could make you lunch.

-It's only eleven.

-It's just a short walk.

(Rhys) I really got to get back to the van.

(Sylvia) I could come to you, then.

What would you like?

-Anything's fine.

-See you later, then.

(Megan) The miners are boycotting the screening program!

How can they possibly think that Dr. Sharma would do something just because Sharpe told him to?

(Owen) I can see why the men are worried.

If the pit shuts down, there'll be no work.

Why would the pit shut down?

(Owen) It's too small, Megan.

It's the same all over the valleys.

All the small pits are losing money.

(Megan) Who says?

The future's in the new super pits.

Did Sharpe tell you that?

(Owen) It's no secret.

Everyone knows.

(sighing) (Megan) Gareth thought the world of you, you know?

♪ (Owen) I know.

♪ (Megan) He told me once that you were the only person he could trust.

And he could never understand why you wouldn't stand up to Sharpe.

♪ (Owen) It's complicated.

♪ (Megan) Tell me.

♪ (Owen) It doesn't matter.

He'll be gone soon.

-What?

-The Coal Board are moving him on.

-Why?

-What difference does it make?

Let's just let him go and then we can get on with our lives.

♪ (Megan) No, Owen.

-Sorry, I can't do that.

-Why not?

♪ (Megan) Because, if what Dr. Elwyn has written in this diary is right, then more men are gonna die because of Sharpe, men like my Gareth.

(dramatic music) (Owen) Where did you get this?

(Megan) It doesn't matter.

And you can't tell anyone.

(doorbell ringing) You should read it, though, and then tell me Sharpe isn't so bad.

♪ (door opening) ♪ (Sylvia) Dickie and I were so sorry to hear about your loss.

(Megan) Thank you.

We'll be leaving the village soon.

Dickie's going to be promoted to area manager, in Nottingham.

-Really?

-Yes.

It's a big step up for him.

But if there's anything we can do for you before we leave, just let us know.

You've done quite enough already, thank you.

I know we haven't always been the best of friends, Megan, but Dickie really does think we should put the past behind us and move on.

I'm sure he does.

(Sylvia) We've always appreciated the little things you've done for us, so if you're short of money or anything, I could always find you some cleaning work to tide you over.

Who do you think you are, Sylvia?

(Sylvia) There's no need to be rude.

I've got to go.

I've got somebody inside.

The doctor?

(Megan) No.

Only I heard you were seeing each other.

What do you mean, "seeing each other"?

I don't really think that sort of thing is right, especially not between the races.

But I do admire your courage.

And I know how lonely it can get.

(Megan) Owen?

Owen?

Right, that's it.

(indistinct chatter) -Where's Owen Griffiths?

-He was here.

Is he at the mine?

(Megan) Is all this nonsense his idea?

(man) Don't interfere, Mrs. Evans.

(Alun) This is no place for a woman.

(Megan) Don't you dare try that on with me, Alun Jones.

I work here!

And I want to know what it is you think you're doing.

(man) They're trying to close the pit down.

-Who is?

-Sharpe.

-The Coal Board.

-The Indian doctor.

(Megan) How do you know?

Have you seen any reports?

Anything official from the Coal Board?

(man) Everyone knows.

(Megan) Or is it just a rumor, a malicious rumor?

'Cause there's been lots of malicious rumors lately and some of them have been very personal.

I would have thought that most of you would have more sense than to believe them, but I'm obviously wrong.

'Cause it looks like you'll believe anything Sharpe tells you.

He's got you all so terrified that the mine's about to shut, you'll even turn a blind eye to your own health.

Do you think he cares if you boycott -the doctor's X-rays?

-He needs those X-rays to shut down the mine.

(Megan) The mine is not gonna shut down.

-Sharpe is being promoted.

-What?

(Megan) Do you think the Coal Board rewards men for failure?

And you know who's paid for that promotion, don't you?

Men like my husband... ...and my uncle, and my father dying with their lungs clogged up with coal dust.

And if you don't stand up to Sharpe, then most of you will go the same way.

And women like me are gonna have to watch you die.

(somber music) There's only one reason why Dr. Sharma brought that X-ray van to our village.

To help you, all of you.

He's not a company doctor.

He's standing up to Sharpe like we all should have done years ago.

And if he can, so can we.

♪ (Prem) Well, okay, thank you for your... At this rate, I won't have any patients left.

People have been ringing up and cancelling all afternoon.

(Kamini) I'm sure it will pass.

(Prem) You wouldn't believe the things that people have been saying to me.

(Kamini) I would.

Some women were talking about you in Mrs. Davies' shop.

(Prem) What did they say?

(Kamini) It's just a few stupid people.

(Prem) Who happen to be my patients.

I can't believe how quickly this has happened.

I'm just trying to help these people.

(Kamini) Maybe they don't want to be helped.

(Prem) Apparently not.

But if I can't help them, then what are we doing here?

Maybe we would have been better off in London.

-Well... -There must be something I could do.

I...

I can't think straight.

(Kamini) Why don't you go for a walk?

The fresh air might do you good.

(Prem) I couldn't take another patient telling me how evil I am.

-I know, let's take the car.

-Where?

(Prem) Anywhere.

It doesn't matter.

Just not here.

Shall we?

(Richard) Griffiths!

(dramatic music) Griffiths!

♪ I told you to get Elwyn's diary.

-And I'll get it.

-When?

I don't know.

It's not that easy.

(Richard) Megan Evans has it.

Just get it.

(Owen) Her husband was one of my best friends.

Then that should make it easier.

(Owen) I can't break into her house.

♪ (Richard) Why not?

♪ (Owen) She's in mourning.

(Richard) Then she'll be distracted, won't she?

♪ (Owen) You don't know what you're asking me to do.

(Richard) I'm not asking you to do anything, I'm telling you.

(Owen) If I give you that diary, I'll never be able to look anyone in the face again.

(Richard) If you don't give me that diary, then I'll make sure that everybody knows all your grubby little secrets, and the next time your son so much as sneezes, I guarantee he will end up in borstal.

♪ (enigmatic music) (Rhys) Mrs. Sharpe?

♪ (Sylvia) I've brought you a little treat.

I thought you deserved something special before you left.

Which do you prefer?

Beer or wine?

I bet it's beer.

I shouldn't really be drinking.

(Sylvia) Dickie likes wine.

Real men always prefer beer.

(Rhys) No, really, I'm fine.

(Sylvia) Oh, go on.

No one will know.

I won't tell if you don't.

♪ (Prem) I just wanted to do my job.

(Kamini) You've done your best.

(Prem) And my best wasn't good enough.

It's... Oh, forget it.

(Kamini) What?

(Prem) It's not worth talking about.

(Kamini) You always do this, Prem.

It drives me mad.

(Prem) Do what?

(Kamini) Turn away and end a discussion.

When I wanted to go to London, you didn't want to talk about it.

When we wanted to get married, you wouldn't face my mother.

(Prem) Do you blame me?

(Kamini) If I'd left it up to you, she still wouldn't be speaking to us.

(Prem) Not such a bad thing!

(Kamini) It's not funny, Prem.

Whenever you can't cope with something, you just make a joke or worse.

How many times have I tried to get you to talk about Rani?

(Prem) It's not easy, Kam.

(Kamini) Do you think it's easy for me?

Rani died because I wasn't there to save her.

(Kamini) I was there.

And she died in my arms.

(Prem) You're not a doctor.

(Kamini) I was her mother.

(Prem) I was dealing with meningitis cases every week.

I would've recognized it if I'd been there, -but I wasn't there.

-No, you weren't.

Because you were hundreds of miles away dealing with the biggest outbreak of TB in years.

You think our child died because you weren't with her?

But hundreds of parents got to keep their children because... ...you were with them.

(Prem) Doesn't make it any easier.

(Kamini) That's why we came here.

For a fresh start.

To get away from it all.

(Prem) It hasn't really worked out that way, has it?

(soft banjo music) ♪ We should go.

(Kamini) Can't we stay here just a little longer?

(Prem) No.

I mean leave.

♪ (Kamini) Leave the village?

-And go to London?

-No.

Go home.

(Kamini) To India?

(Prem) It's the only home we've ever known, isn't it?

♪ (bluesy music) ♪ (Sylvia) All those things you said about me.

(Rhys) I was just being nice.

(Sylvia) Oh, and you are nice.

-Very nice.

-Mrs. Sharpe.

(Sylvia) Sylvia.

♪ We can do anything you want.

(Rhys) I don't want to do anything.

♪ (Megan) Mrs. Sharpe!

(man) Getting up to mischief, Rhys?

(man) She's old enough to be your mother!

(indistinct chatter) (whistling) (man) Those machines of yours still working, Rhys?

-Yeah.

-I've got a few men here who need to see you.

♪ (snoring) (dramatic music) Dan?

(Richard) If you mention this ever again, to anybody, you will be on the street so fast your feet won't touch the ground.

You have Dr. Elwyn's diary?

♪ (David) Dr. Sharma?

David Lewis, Pontypridd Observer.

-We spoke on the phone?

-Oh, yes, thank you for coming.

This is damning stuff.

If even half of this is true, then Mr. Sharpe has a lot of explaining to do.

♪ (Megan) Please don't go.

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