Hysteria
I truly don't even know why I'm here doctor.
Well of course it's difficult
running a large household by one self...
and raising four children is exhausting.
But they're wonderful, wonderful children.
And my husband...
he's a good man. A very hard worker.
And huuu...
There were...there is just...one thing...
Sometimes at night...
and it comes to me.
I imagine myself...
splitting his fat, bold head
with a great large axe.
It's just a feeling that comes over me
many...many times a day...
a feeling of humm...
expectation, aah...
hungering.
How do you bear it, this English weather?
I cannot sing from the sadness.
I open my mouth...
You see?
Nothing.
Well and with my dear AIIister's gone
it's two years now I...
I should thought I'm far,
far too old for this kinds of feelings...
but well, there they are...
Nurse!
I ask you to clean this wound
and put on fresh bandages.
Umm...
Dr. Richardson told me
not to waste supplies.
Is he mad? No...
We must keep the wound clean to prevent sepsis.
- What 'sis'?
- Sepsis.
Infection. It's caused by germs
entering the wound.
Germs. They're tiny creatures
that invade the body.
Causing pain, fever,
infections.
I don't think I have those.
- You can't see them.
They're invisible.
Please, just fetch me a beaker of
carbolic acid solution and fresh bandage.
Yes, doctor.
Honestly...
ugh...That oaf Richardson had this way
with perform surgery in the sewer
using rusty saws
and it would be Beekman's pills for everybody.
no matter the ailment...
- Granville.
I'm aware I specifically told the nurse
not to change these bandages.
Soiled bandages are a heaven for germs.
Germ's theory is poppycock, Granville.
Now stop speaking of it.
You're frightening the patients.
Poppycock? But Lister has proved it.
All the latest journals...
- Tight, Granville.
No, we won't be needing those.
Thanks very much.
A study there of calm reassurance
and regular bleeding.
These are the keys to modern medicine.
Will you remain calm, when the
leg putrefies and become gangrenous?
When you amputate...
when the rots spread to her blood and kills her?
I've had quite enough of your impotence.
Put back that bandage and bleed a pint.
Look...look at her, man.
You...you get more blood out of a turnip.
Do as you're told.
And give her Beekman's pills for insurance.
Beekman's pills are rubbish.
They will do nothing but
bring on stomach cramps.
I won't stand here and watch you murder your patients
just because you can't be bothered
to read the latest science.
Hahahahaha...
At long last
we agree, Granville.
Bloody dinosaur.
Oh...
Huh...
Good day Mrs. Copeland.
Is Edmund in?
I wouldn't know, sir.
Guess it all knows my part is
delivery stay at night.
If I didn't love his parents so, I'd never stay.
I'd pack my bags,
and all this electrical equipment.
It's a fire hazard, that's what it is.
I'll try his study.
You. Why have you stopped?
Ow!
Now, that is not what you're supposed to do.
Hello.
Ahhh...
Oh no.
You haven't been sacked again, have you?
I've tell you, Edmund.
The healing arts in England are positively lethal.
It's no coincident that the morgues
are placed adjacent to the hospitals.
- Ahh...
Well, this is 1880's.
We're meant to be in the midst of a medical revolution.
Is it asking too much to use just
a bit of what science has provided.
Rather than...go about indiscriminately killing people?
Yeah, well it's little bit like that.
What's all the fuss outside?
My new generator.
You purchase a generator just last year.
Obsolete. This is half the size
and leaves double the power.
I never thought I'd say this. But...
I've lost hope.
Since I was a boy, all I wanted was
to practice medicine.
And to help...
people that actually needed it.
But I'm beginning to fear
that the world is set against me.
Well, what you gonna do?
Private practice, I suppose.
I shall harness myself
to some greedy pill pusher.
Shut my mouth.
And pray that it nets me a steady income.
Or, I could give you ten thousand pounds,
so you could whatever you wish.
uhh...I've told you a thousand times, Edmund.
You and your family done
quite enough for me already.
Oh, come on, Mortimer.
I'd hardly miss it.
That's not the point.
I simply must make my own way in the world.
You're so wonderfully middle class.
Haha..
Thank you.
Oh, by the way.
sleeping on your stairs.
Really?
Huh...
Good Morning.
Mortimer Granville to see Dr. Dalrymple.
I have an appointment.
He's with someone now.
I see. Very well.
I shall wait, then.
Ladies.
Ladies.
Umm...
Ahh...
It's lovely.
Japanese, I think.
You're a charlatan...
with no more idea
of a woman's wants or needs than
of...of the Moon's atmosphere.
Charlotte, I simply want you to behave...
You may be unaware, but there is
a social revolution of foods.
Women, will no longer be denied our rightful place.
Try, as you might.
To keep us in a kitchen and in a drawing room.
We will not rest.
Until we are welcome in the universities,
in the professions and in the voting booth.
What are you staring at?
Yes, I can see the wheels turning.
Pity I can't stay for the pronouncement.
Charlotte!
That woman was...
Hysterical.
Yes, quite.
It's a very difficult case, that one.
Huh...
I have worked at a number
of hospitals in the past...
year.
Guy's of course, Charing Cross.
The Westminster Hospital, most recently...
Excellent.
- St Thomas's
Old St Thomas's
The popular Stepney sick asylum...
Good. Impressive.
...the diseases of the chest.
Royal Sea Bathing Infirmary...
Fine...fine.
It's...It's a variety of experiences.
But, tell me doctor...
what do you know of hysteria?
Huh...
Nothing.
Nothing?
But it's a plague of our time.
I would venture to say,
that half the women in London are affected.
It stands from an overactive uterus.
In its most severe forms,
it demands drastic measures.
institutionalization, surgery even.
But in it's milder manifestations:
Nymphomania, frigidity, melancholia, anxiety,
it's eminently treatable.
Interesting.
Look. I'll come straight to the point, doctor.
I'm keen for help.
Oh, you saw my waiting room.
Not enough hands to do the work, so to speak.
Sir, I would be enormously grateful
for any position that allowed me
to offer relieve to my patients
with little chance of killing them.
I've treated thousands of cases,
and I've not lost a single patient.
But I won't lie to you, Granville.
It's tedious, tiring work.
Are you fit?
I have never shook from hard work in the
pursuit of helping the most needy among us.
Jolly good.
Shall we say, umm...three pounds a week?
Three pounds?
Four.
Plus food and lodging.
I accept.
We're going to do great things together, Granville.
Good God, what a grip.
So, breakfast at eight, dinner at six.
Your room is up...ahh...
Emily.
I want you to meet my new assistant.
Dr. Mortimer Granville.
My daughter, Emily Dalrymple.
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