Doctor.
Nice to see you again.
This way.
Here.
I'll get you a nice cup of tea to get you started.
Doctor Beaumont.
Hey, how's my big stag?
Oh, hey.
How's the first day?
Slow.
Few cancellations.
Did you see the car this morning?
Why?
Nevermind, I'll tell you later.
Yeah, are we...are we still on for 7?
Actually there's a few people going down the pub now.
But it's the end of The Season and I thought
Yeah, we can still have nice night, you know it's...
I just...
...have to show my face.
Okay.
Shall I meet you there? Or...
Yeah, yeah of course. It's at The Fox...
Sue?
[muffled shouting]
Clint, you're in no fit state.
Come and see the new doctor.
No, I'm okay.
Look. Tom's here now.
Alright Doctor!
Don't listen to old Sarah, I'm fine.
I'll have your power back on in a sec.
He's not fine.
He's in such pain he can barely move let alone do the electrics.
Oh! What was that darling?
[coughs]
See.
Hello Clint. You're in quite some pain there.
No.
I'm fine.
You need to see someone!
I ain't being seen by a bloomin' Moose.
Clint!
[slams door]
Would it be okay if my wife comes tonight?
Hey.
Just a couple then we'll go.
Come on.
[breathing sounds]
I'll just have a pint of that please.
What wines do you have?
Both.
Glass of red please.
Large...glass.
Hello Doctor.
Please Sarah, just Tom.
This is my wife Sue.
Hello Sarah.
Nice to meet you.
So...
What do you do Sue...
Well fuck me! Do I feel like shit!
Usual please. And a big whiskey, I need it.
I'm a psychotherapist,
Oh.
Interesting.
Have you always been a Nurse?
I...
[burps]
That's the only bloody medicine I can get.
Do you know what happened to me today?
I was at the doctor's.
Maybe get my guts sorted.
And there's this great big bloody Moose there.
And I was like...
"I ain't having any of this."
And I walked straight out of there.
Fucking Moose.
My doctor?
[laughs]
You can't get away from animals like that anymore!
Quiet in here tonight?
Jesus Christ. The fucking Doctor's here.
Look everyone! The Doctor's here.
Oh look there's another one over there! Hello darling!
That's right Sarah. Leave the Moose to themselves.
Moose.
Mooses?
Meese?
Nah Clint they're Deer antlers. They're Deer.
Sorry...Deer.
I'm sorry...
Deary.
Hey look!
Deer in the headlights!
[cackles]
What?
Come on Tom, let's go.
Can't anyone take a joke?
Cheers then you two. Thanks for stopping by.
[cackles]
[spluttering]
Tom!
It's alright Sarah, we're going home.
No.
It's not that.
[retching]
Get him in the car.
[groaning]
Come on. He just needs to sober up.
Strange.
[splat noise]
Can you get me the scope?
[whimpers]
Hey, we might need your help.
Okay Clint, you might feel a slight discomfort.
He's out cold.
Okay.
No obvious signs of trauma.
Sue.
Have his eyes always been like that?
Sometimes when a patient's unconcious
Get it out of me!
[shrieking]
Get it out of me!
[shrieks]
Torch! Get me the torch.
[squishy sounds]
[snarling]
Get me something!
I can't see!
Just anything!
It's gone.
[shrieking]
Tom!
[shrieking]
[crunching]
[snarling]
[shrieking]
[scuttling]
It's gone.
Can anybody
I'll get the lights back on.
No!
[snarling]
I'm sorry.
They'll grow back next season.