06/09/2011 EastEnders

You are going to have a little brother or sister

and you're going to have to look out for them,

cos you're going to be their big brother.

Their hero.

And you'll always have Mummy - both of you.

If nothing else, you'll always have me.

Hmm.

Sorry.

That sink was clear a minute ago!

It's only my breakfast things.

-They should be washed up and left to drain!

-Hardly worth the bother.

-I've got to do my face.

-What do you think this is?

-A beauty parlour?

-I never saw the point of make-up, myself.

I mean, you can plaster a brick wall all you like,

but at the end of the day, it's still a brick wall.

You wear make-up!

Yeah, I know, darling,

but my brick wall ain't got as many cracks as yours.

Look, we've got to have a rota, I can't have this every morning.

I've got me routine to stick to.

-Where's my toast?

-I never knew it was yours!

I'm going to the cafe.

Don't go. I'll make you some new.

-No, it's OK, Mrs B.

-It'll be nice and hot!

No, it's OK, I'll see you later, all right?

What's he doing, living with a load of old women?

You're not ALL old.

Oh, ooh!

You're mad. You don't need to do this.

Just ignore him. Dip.

You know, you should be supporting him.

-I'll support him - When I'm carrying him, bleeding from the ring.

-Shut up.

-Why did you let Michael talk you into this?

-He didn't. I want to do this.

-Dad'll be happy about that.

-That's why we never tell him.

What Michael said, it's rubbish.

You're too raw for this, Ty.

He's in good shape. You should try some training yourself.

What shape will he be in after next week's fight?

-Come on, lower.

-Excuse me.

-Can't you just walk around, please?

Should I have to?

I should be able to leave my house at any time

without being subjected to sweaty, half-naked, young men.

-Well, this is boring.

-Open up the Emporium, then. We'll be doing this for ages, mate.

Right, what's next, boss?

Christian? What's next, mate?

Yeah.

I appear to have over-ordered on the tomatoes.

But it's OK, cos everyone likes tomato soup, don't they?

Yeah.

-(All right?)

-(What do you think?)

Sometimes I wonder why I ever came to this country.

-He was mouthing off.

-It's the attitude, Syed,

the attitude and the remarks.

Nobody is polite here. Nobody has any kind of respect.

If we lived in Pakistan, things would have been so very different.

Your father certainly wouldn't have met that Jane Beale.

And I wouldn't have met Christian?

You came to England for a fresh start and we both know you love it here.

Tambo told me how much you cried during the royal wedding.

That was allergies.

So, come on, why are you here?

I want to see you.

Syed, I'm no fool, OK?

Come on, spit it out, I know you need something. What is it?

OK, Well...

I want to contact Amira.

What for?

I'm serious about marrying Christian.

I know you don't approve but I need to do this, and I need your help. Do you know where she is?

No. Of course I don't.

Well, in that case I've no other option.

I'll have to see her father.

Qadim? You can't do that!

Syed, are you crazy?

That man wanted to kill you. He left Christian for dead!

He's my only chance of finding her.

-Syed.

-Mum, I know what I'm doing.

This is important to me.

I have to find Amira.

Morning.

Thought it'd be safe to come down now.

Yeah, them poor kids have been through enough, haven't they?

Their mum's in prison, their dad's in Dubai,

we can spare them the sight of your legs.

Feel free to check them out, Pat.

I'm still thinking about that bloke on the TV last night,

celebrating his 110th birthday.

Think I'd rather shoot myself.

-Be all right if you still had your marbles.

-If I was 110,

I'd have a son of...90.

Yeah, and he'd still be chasing women.

So would I! If I could catch 'em.

SHE LAUGHS

That looks official.

It's probably Bianca.

Oh.

I can't find it anywhere.

What?

My pie dish.

Oh, Liam broke it.

Oh, no, I'll have to go to the shops.

You not in the cafe today, then?

Yes, I'm in this afternoon.

Why? Norman coming over later?

No. Why should he be?!

We're just friends.

Oh, touched a nerve.

I know, but you can still see your friends, can't you?

You could be friends with benefits.

Well, the only benefit he's likely to get is a slice of my pie.

If he's lucky.

Syed.

Syed!

-Don't go.

-I have to, Mum.

-I could talk to him, ask him.

I'm not a little boy! He hates me but he'll want me to get divorced from Amira as much as I do.

-He'll hurt you!

-Don't upset your mother.

-What?

-It's nothing.

-It clearly is. You're shaking.

We're having a conversation. Me and my mother.

I'm concerned for her well-being, she's under too much stress.

-This has nothing to do with you.

-Don't go, that man is dangerous.

-Who's dangerous?

-Great, just great.

This is all you, is it? Pushing him to get a divorce from Amira?

It's got nothing to do with Christian! I'm going to see Qadim.

-We agreed you'd have no contact!

-No, I never agreed.

-You're going nowhere near him!

-Even he's talking sense.

-It's our only way to find Amira!

-The guy's nuts. Not happening, Sy.

Why does no-one think I'm capable of looking after myself?!

Fine. I'll stay married to Amira!

Tyler, give me five minutes!

I'm worried about your blood pressure.

I am not stressed, all right?! I'm a mother. There is a difference!

Cheers, darling.

Look at you, jittering away.

What's wrong? After all, you know the results anyway,

-ain't your kid.

-It could be.

Could it? There's a turn-up for the books.

But then, your wife wouldn't be the little scrubber you think she is, would she?

Kat.

When do you get your results?

I don't know, in about a half-hour or so.

Right, when you get them you'll know where I am.

-How about the pictures?

-I can't tonight, it's my turn to baby-sit.

You're always baby-sitting. I'm starting to think you don't want to be seen out with me.

Don't be daft. But I'd be grateful if you watch your remarks with Pat.

What remarks?

I don't want her knowing my business.

She knows I stayed the night. What do you think she thought we were up to?

I don't want the kids asking any questions.

Have you always been like this?

-Like what?

-Frightened to have a life?

The clock's ticking, Carol.

Cast your mind back before kids and grandkids.

There must have been a time when you were happy being you.

-Don't make light of my life.

-I'm not.

But life's for living, love.

Not for peering through a window at.

Why me?

You really don't know, do you?

Get Whitney or Pat to baby-sit tonight.

You got a date in the back row with some popcorn.

HE LAUGHS

I've just had your results e-mailed to me.

You know, you're my favourite kind of patient.

Sorry? I don't...

Some days, all I seem to do is give out bad news,

so it makes a nice change to do the opposite.

You mean?

Congratulations, Mr Moon.

You're pregnant.

You mean the...

..it's my baby?

Either something's changed or they got your results wrong in Spain.

Your sperm count is lower than average but a lot higher than some.

There's no reason why this can't be your baby.

(Wow!)

OK, OK.

-I'm sorry, it's just...

-It's OK, take your time.

-Right.

(Oh, my.)

I might...I might be a dad!

-YUSEF LAUGHS

-Yes.

(Oh, wow!)

(Wow.)

(Wow.)

You've got no idea, have you?

Best way, really.

Look at you, sitting there looking gorgeous, gurgling.

Come here!

Oh!

Ooh!

SHE PANTS

I can't get that out.

Looks like coffee, to me.

Coffee? She's eight years old! what's she doing with coffee in bed?

-This down to your granddaughter?

-Great-granddaughter. I know!

Don't look old enough, do I?

-Dot!

-'Coming.'

You got anything to get out a coffee stain?

Soap and elbow grease.

Hello, Cora, what are you doing here?

Just passing. Wondered what you was doing for lunch?

I was going home but I dread to think of the state of me kitchen.

I've decided to have an egg and cress at the cafe.

Pat, have you met Cora? She's my new paying guest.

Cora. Of course...

You're Tanya's mum, aren't you? I met you at the wedding.

That's right.

Cora?

Could I have a word.

-Excuse me, Pat.

-Yeah.

Cora, I don't like to bring this up,

but you said yesterday, you was willing to pay a deposit.

I had the electricity bill in this morning, I could do with the money.

How much did we say that was for? £50, all in, 200 quid?

Yeah, yeah.

Ain't a problem, is there?

Course not!

Actually, I was wondering if there was any shifts going here?

Oh, well, I'm sorry, we're fully staffed.

Just an idea.

You can afford the deposit, can you?

Course, course I can.

Maybe see you later at the cafe, yeah?

Yeah. Right.

Ta-ra.

Bye!

Your house must be getting as full as mine.

Well, you know me, Pat, I ain't one to pass by on the other side.

Especially when I see someone in need.

Hmm. I've given Carol and Eddie a bit of space.

Got a feeling I might need to buy a new hat come spring.

She ain't put him off, then?

Oh, no, she's doing her usual thing -

making out she ain't got any room in her life for a man

and how he must need his head testing to be even interested.

-But this one's got staying power.

-Oh?

The onion is being well and truly peeled.

-It doesn't have to be...

-I need to go to hospital!

-Right.

-'Kat?'

-Whoa!

-Kat. All right, sweetheart, listen,

I just want to say I'm sorry that I ever doubted you.

You see...

What?

I know it ain't ideal,

but once we've fallen into a routine it'll be a lot better.

Yeah, I don't know, Mrs B. I think it's about time I hitched my wagon and moved on.

That's the last thing I want!

You know I've had a lot of upheaval in my life lately,

what with Jim going away and finding Rose.

And I know you don't want to be surrounded

by a lot of walking waxworks,

but I do like having you around, Arthur.

I know, but you've got Rose now. And that scary lady.

Ah, but I don't think that Cora is all she's letting on to be.

I may be a Christian but I ain't no fool, Arthur.

If she can't pay her way, she'll have to find somewhere else to live.

How about you just give it a couple of weeks?

Let the dust settle.

Just for me, huh?

All right. Just for you, though.

DOT LAUGHS

Jean, don't let Tommy out of your sight.

I won't, he'll be safe with me. Don't worry, Kat.

-Let's get you to the hospital.

-No. I don't want you near me.

-Yes, you do.

Nan, stay with me.

-I said I'm sorry...

-Get another cab!

HE MOUTHS

Don't make it any worse for her, Alfie, please.

She'll be all right, won't she, Jean?

They both will be.

Afternoon.

Oh! What must you think of me in my kimono at this time of day?

-What's all this?

-Just helping out.

-That boy next door is bringing your stuff in.

-All my worldly goods.

Not much to show for a life, is it?

Load of old tat, really.

I know what you mean.

I used to have three wardrobes full of lovely clothes.

I know what you're thinking.

Frivolous fancies.

But they made me feel good about myself.

-Guinness and Woodbine normally does it for me.

-Really?

-No, Rose, not really!

-Oh.

I used to have a job as a hostess in a nightclub.

I had to look really smart.

Tres chic.

The clientele was very select.

I loved that job.

-Best I've ever had.

-Why did you leave?

Fresher model come along?

I'd better...

-Oh!

-Sorry, after you.

There you go, grandma.

If I was your grandmother, I would teach you better manners!

All right, all right.

It doesn't look like you broke anything.

So, then...what we agreed?

Go on, you can have anything you fancy.

Well, I have got my eye on something.

From a professional point of view.

-It's not my taste, but...

-You can make a few quid on it. Go on.

Those candlesticks.

-Dream on!

-Going to welch on a deal?

No, I'm not going back on what I said, but I'm not that green.

Those candlesticks are the only decent thing I've got.

I'm not giving them to you.

How about...selling them to me?

How much?

Well, erm...

..150.

That means they're worth at least 300. Maybe 400.

I'm a trader, but I'm not in the habit of conning pensioners.

Good. Cos this pensioner knows where you live

and is in the habit of kneeing fellas where it hurts.

200.

Deal.

You caught it early. They can do something, make it all right.

No, it's too late. I know it is.

Hi.

Kat, before you say anything, all right,

I ain't going anywhere.

KAT PANTS

Mrs Moon?

Get off me!

Kat, please?

-I don't need walking to the cafe.

-I know you don't.

I'm just trying to be a gentleman.

Does that apply to tonight, as well?

Yeah, I'll pick you up,

escort you to the cinema,

buy your ticket, buy your sweets.

And then...when I've got you sat down and the lights are out...

-it's every man for himself!

-You idiot!

-I shouldn't have snapped at you.

-It's understandable.

Why do you always do that?

Why do you always make excuses for my behaviour? For what I say?

Maybe, because in my mind, you can do no wrong.

I wish you'd let me help you with family matters.

You're a good friend.

A dear friend. I know you've grown used to having an ineffectual husband,

but not all men are weak and shallow.

I appreciate your concern, but this is my family.

So, I take it you don't want Syed to find Amira?

No.

I can understand why he's so keen to find his wife to move on with his life.

Syed will never marry that man.

If you are any friend of mine you'll agree with me on that.

Of course I do.

But it would be good to know where Amira is.

Not to tell Syed, of course, but to know.

MO SIGHS

Alfie. Alfie, here's Kat.

Well?

Eight to ten weeks, they said.

Oh, Kat.

180, 200. There you go.

-I want a written receipt.

-Yes, of course.

I'll get my pad and pen. Oops!

Right, that's everything taken upstairs.

Thanks, darling. You're not a bad lad.

Very handy around the house, aren't you? HE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

Is that everything? Cos the steeds need saddling up, back at the coral.

-The what?

-He means he's got to get back to the car lot.

Oh, well, I think the steeds can wait for a few more minutes.

Rose, fetch the glasses!

-What's this?

-Cherry brandy, left over from last Christmas.

-I found it in one of me bags. Thought we might have a toast?

-Oh, no, I never touch alcohol.

Except perhaps for a sweet sherry - medicinal purposes.

Go on, bend the rules a bit.

I love cherry brandy.

And I like those chocolates that have the cherry liquor in them.

Actually, you know,

my lipstick is called Cherry Kiss.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Right. Come on.

Here we go.

Ta.

-So...

-Thank you.

To Dot.

Thank you for taking me in.

Thank you for taking all of us in.

It's when your back's against the wall, you find true friendship.

-Hear, hear!

-To friendship and to Dot!

-Oh, my days!

-Yuch!

-Perhaps it was the Christmas before last!

I think it's nice.

Come on, careful.

There we go.

Keep the change, mate.

Oh, no, no!

-Where's Tommy?

-Upstairs. sleeping.

Kat, I'm so sorry!

It's all right. No fuss.

-Come on, let's get you upstairs.

-No, I'm working. I'll carry on.

-You can't.

-The show must go on, Jean.

-Yes, darling, pint, yeah?

-Yes, please.

-Oh!

-Whoa, sorry, mate. Jean, sort this mess out, will ya?

Come on. You, upstairs.

Mr Shah?

-Yes?

-Yusef Khan. Salam alaikum.

Who are you?

I'm here on behalf of the Masood family.

My daughter is married to their son.

Their younger son.

I have nothing to say to you.

That's completely understandable.

May I?

I don't think I made myself clear.

If you don't leave, I will take great pleasure in having you removed.

Hear me out. All I want is to talk.

I want to help you.

I don't need your help.

Cards on the table.

I want you to help me.

You know they say it's not really a baby till it's born, don't they?

Do they?

Is that what they say?

Yeah.

You know, we can always try for another one.

-What?

-I don't mean straight away.

But now we know I can have a kid, we can keep trying,

well, at least till it works, yeah?

Why'd you want to have a baby with me? You've made it clear what you feel about me.

-That was before.

-Someone who loved me, who proper loved me - if I told them I was pregnant,

they wouldn't think it was someone else's.

You know I love you.

No, I don't, I don't.

Cos you don't make me feel like you do.

That's cos you're just feeling emotional.

In a few days, when things have calmed down,

when you've had a chance to talk about...

Alfie.

You've been great with Tommy.

Better than any man could be.

But I know how much it would mean to you to have your own son or daughter.

So, I want you to get out there,

and find yourself a nice, clean girl.

Do whatever you can to get her into bed and get her pregnant.

-What?!

-And it don't have to be one night.

You can have an affair with her.

And if you want, I'll give you a divorce and you can be a family.

Kat, stop.

Cos that's the only way you're going to have a kid.

Because this is never going to happen to me again.

I'm not talking about right now, OK?

Just listen to me. A few months. Maybe even a few years.

No, I mean it, Alfie.

I can't go through this again.

I can't think I've got a baby.

I can't give birth again.

And I can't lose it again.

I'll let you get some rest.

HE SIGHS

Kat, I'm going to prove to you...

I love you.

I have nothing but contempt for Syed and his life choice.

As I've said, my daughter is married to his brother.

If he treated her the way Syed has treated your daughter,

I wouldn't rest till I'd killed him with my own hands.

There was a time I felt the same way.

You must still want to hurt him?

To make him suffer?

I think he's a lot like his father - weak, ineffectual.

If you feel that way, why did you agree

to your daughter marrying his son?

Daughters can be disrespectful.

I can't see how it serves any purpose

for your daughter to still be tied to Syed.

That family brought disgrace on my daughter.

Divorce would bring further disgrace.

I was divorced...

..before I married Afia's mother.

It took many years for me to move on.

But I did.

My first wife disgraced me.

I know how you're feeling, how Amira feels.

I used to hate my first wife.

You no longer hate her?

I hated her for what she did.

For humiliating me and my family.

I'll always hate her for that.

But I see now that she was weak, easily swayed.

That's just the kind of woman she is.

But I had to move on with my life...

to be free of her.

Tell Amira Syed wants to talk to her.

Free your daughter.

Get her to contact his mother, perhaps.

I don't want my daughter being contaminated

any more than she already has.

If anything, I thought you'd be pleased I wanted to find Amira.

I know you think you're more into this marriage than I am, but...

you're wrong.

We'll find Amira another way.

-How?

-Things have a way of sorting themselves out, Sy.

-Yeah?

-Yes.

I'm the guy that fell in love with a Muslim, in the closet, with a wife.

Trust me, things have a way of working themselves out.

Just got to have faith.

You know, I'm...I'm a doctor.

If I wanted to track Amira down, I could.

True, it would be unethical but I am prepared to do so.

Why?

Let Syed think he's getting his way.

At the moment, he's reuniting with his family,

living with that man who helped break your daughter's heart.

Let him have his divorce, free your innocent daughter.

Then let me make sure

he's ripped from the support of his family for ever.

Let me avenge your humiliation.

And your daughter's pain and suffering.

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