24/12/2011 EastEnders

That woman can't have sprung from nowhere.

-Well, there's nothing here, Masood.

-The surgery?

No, he's resigned, he's cleared out his office.

What are we going to do?

Stay calm.

Look, we will find Kamil. You've got time.

You can't go anywhere till your passport arrives.

Zainab?

Zee?

What's happened?

I don't know.

What are you doing?

Couldn't sleep...I was thirsty.

Should have taken your pills.

Come on, I'll get them for you.

# Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way.

# Oh, what fun it is to ride In Phil Mitchell's beat-up Jag. #

Don't rhyme.

It's not even light yet.

-Yeah, well, you didn't get any shut-eye, did you?

-Shh, shh...

KEYS RATTLE

-What's happened?

-This has got to end.

-Oh, sorry.

-Sorry.

-Sorry.

-Lucky old Bianca, eh? Bet she's been dreaming about coming home to this.

-I've just got out of bed.

Make an effort, eh? We don't want anything, or anyone, to spoil this Christmas, do we?

-Where's me mum?

-Oh, she's gone over to Sonia's.

-Nice of her to tell me. Where's the kids?

-In bed.

What?

Bi. What's the matter, darling?

Last year, they was up at the crack of dawn, they were that excited!

You know how quickly kids grow up these days!

Sleep half their lives away if they had half a chance, wouldn't they?

Not if I've got anything to do with it.

-It's Christmas Eve!

-'Look, I'm sorry, love.'

When you're a kid, it's all Santa Claus and twinkly lights,

then, bam, you wake up and you're 40 and it's bills, divorce and Christmas Day on your tod.

Look, I better go. Cheers.

So, where's your meter, then, love?

Christian! You came!

-Come on, come in, come in!

-Yeah, well, I couldn't have my sister spending Christmas all on her own.

-You speak for yourself.

-Oi, watch out...

These are a very important navigational tool this time of year.

Come here.

Give us a kiss.

Did you have fun at Tiff's?

Was it good, yeah?

Hello, Jean. Did you sleep well?

-Much better, thanks.

-That's a good sign, ain't it, Alfie? Here, Shenice, get up.

-Let Jean sit down.

-She hasn't finished her breakfast yet.

-Sorry. Sorry, sweetheart.

-I don't mind.

-No, it's all right, you stay put. Here, Jean, sit over here.

THEY PLAY ONCE IN ROYAL DAVID'S CITY

You seen her yet?

Not to talk to.

Can I do anything?

-There is something... keep an eye on Jane?

-Yeah, course.

Passports.

Good luck!

Excuse me, excuse me. You've got a package for Dr Khan?

-Yeah, I need ID, mate.

-He said I could collect it, we're family.

Zainab, can you bring my wallet, please?

Your passport is here.

Can I help?

Thank you.

Perfect timing.

We can all fly out tomorrow after all.

Tamwar, Afia, can I speak to you for a moment, please?

I'd better keep hold of it. Wouldn't want it to get lost again.

-I'll be careful, I promise.

-Please don't, Zainab.

-Sorry.

-And you must stop apologising all the time.

I'm sor...

Is Kamil coming?

What a funny question.

Of course.

Which airline is it?

I can't remember now. Why do you ask?

I just wondered what time the flight was so I can book the taxi.

Don't worry about that. I'll sort everything.

-You summoned?

-I've got a very big surprise for you all.

-I know it's last minute, but I was waiting for Zainab's passport to arrive.

-What, Dad?

I've booked us all flights to Pakistan tomorrow.

Syed and Amira too. It'll be great, all the family together.

Oh, right. Thanks, Dad.

Yeah, really generous.

-Oh, no, that's mine. Sorry.

-Says who?

Here you are. £3.33...

-Nope, £3.34, Will that do you?

-Sorry, love.

That's life. Here you are. Cheers, darling.

-Come on, Kat, my kids have really had a tough year.

-What about mine? Don't they count?

-But I can't afford to buy it in the shops.

-Can't afford to buy this one by the looks of it.

Oh, here you are, there's two quid.

-Bianca. Still scrabbling around on the floor looking for coppers, I see.

-Janine.

Money never could buy class.

Be nice! I'm about to give you some cash.

Oh, well, up yours.

Charming! Well, I'll see you tomorrow.

Oh, did Pat not tell you? Yeah, we've got this agreement, so I'll be round for lunch.

This may come as a shock, but Christmas is when you're meant to be there for your family.

Oh, well...

-I don't know what you mean.

-Ergh. Bianca!

Here y'are.

Want to join forces?

Roxy's gone shopping. I said you'd join her.

You can't chuck me out on Christmas Eve.

I've got presents to wrap and a whacking great big turkey to stuff.

Well, get a pre-stuffed one, then. Here you are.

And get another tree while you're at it, yeah?

-What are you gonna do?

-Best you don't know.

Well, then you're gonna have to bundle me outside the door.

I am gonna prove that it's him.

-Jack?

-Yeah.

How?

Well, my little pen pal ain't going be able to resist gloating after last night, is he?

-What, you're gonna stake him out?

-Hmm.

-Sweet! Can I stay?

-No, Ben...

-Please, Dad. I just wanna help.

-No. You heard me!

It's all right, he can stay. He can stay.

-Right, you promise me one thing? That...

-Sorry, I can't do that...

Bye.

Oi! Watch out, you!

Amira, Sy.

Happy Christmas.

-What're you doing here?

-I've been in the Canaries, thanks for asking, darling.

Anyway, I'm lying on the beach and I suddenly get this image.

All four of us, opening our presents together in bed.

-Shame, we're moving out.

-Yeah, Jane said.

Back to Mum and Dad's. How cosy.

Let's get out of here.

-Christian, I...

-Sy.

Coming.

It'll only be for an hour or so. Please, Dad...

Look, it's your fault we're not prepared.

I've already said no.

Fine, I'll just have to ask Masood.

What would only be for an hour?

Tam needs to talk Rahul through the accounts so he can cover us while we're away,

but we're fully booked for lunch, so...

-Well, I could do it?

-No, you don't need the stress.

-I don't mind.

-It's just showing people to their tables.

Well, it's settled then.

No. I'll do it.

Well, whatever. Look, just please... Can you come now?

Won't be long. You stay in the warm.

Your jacket.

Thank you.

Come on, get a move on.

Where are we going?

You'll see.

Come on!

Why're you so slow, Nana Pat?

Steady on. Steady.

Steady.

I'm not sure I can do surprises today.

Jean, go and have a lie down, yeah?

Ready?

Here we go, don't look. Come on.

No looking, no looking!

Right... Da-da!

Da-da!

What's the big deal?

What's the big deal? You're kidding me, right?

-It's gonna be the funnest, bestest Christmas party this side of Bethnal Green.

-Yes.

Me and Kat should know, we've been to a few, haven't we?

Not that I can remember 'em all! This is gonna top 'em all.

Right, so we have got pin the nose on the reindeer.

Is that you in there, Patrick?

And Christmas bingo.

Bingo's for old people.

Well, there's none of them here, so it can't be, can it?

And we've got Christmas musical chairs.

What's that?

Well, you know, musical chairs? But just with Christmas music.

And that's not just it. Here you are.

Oh, look at them, Ricky, they're just your colour.

Can't believe it's Christmas Eve already.

Yeah.

Just another day, really, innit?

Don't know why everyone makes such a fuss about it.

What?

Well, it weren't that long ago you'd be up all night,

too excited to sleep.

-Was I?

-Yeah.

Mind you, I was the same.

You?

You was excited about Christmas?

Yeah, I was a kid once an' all, you know.

It's hard to imagine, that's all.

Don't feel that different up there.

So, come on, what was your favourite present?

That's easy. Boxing gloves.

Can still smell the leather.

Do you wanna know what mine was?

That dance mat. D'you remember it?

Remember it? You used to wake us up every morning clopping about on it!

KNOCK AT DOOR

# I'm dreaming

# Of a white Christmas. #

-You sure no-one saw you?

-Are you OK?

-Last night, I was worried about you...

-I'm fine.

Look. What you said, right, it got me thinking.

He has to have left a trail somewhere. And if not in the house, then in his car.

How'd you get the key?

I took it from his jacket pocket.

-We don't have a choice. We're flying out tomorrow.

-Christmas day!

Look, why don't I go to the airport, wait for you and Kamil there?

No, no, no...

-There are hundreds of people there. He can't do anything!

-It's not that.

He hasn't told me where we're flying out from, what time.

I've checked, there's at least eight flights going to Karachi.

OK. OK, look, Where's the car?

It's outside. Masood, I'm coming with you.

-No, it's too risky...

-Please. OK, come on.

Pizza, no pineapple and a DVD... any preference?

Oh, just get anything... but don't get a rom com...

don't want your mascara all down your shirt.

I'm fine, I told you, me and Mas are just on a temporary break purely for, um...

Practical reasons.

Oh, come here, I'm only kidding...

his son might be a robot in human form but I'm sure Mas adores you.

Hello?

Amira sent you back?

No, actually, I said I was going to buy some milk.

What did you do that for?

I thought you might need some help.

We moved some of your stuff...

Really?

All right.

-What you doing here?

-Got bored.

What, no bites?

Not unless you count the Salvation Army.

-Anyway, it don't matter. You want to buy me a drink?

-You're cold.

You need to come forward. That's it, you're warm.

You're warm, you're warm, getting warmer, getting warmer.

Ow!

-Adorable in't he, eh?

-Who's next? Shenice?

-Why don't you get someone to buy you a shandy.

-Cheers.

Must be hard, you know.

I mean, a year's a long time for kids.

They probably see me as more of a mum now.

Pakistan? You've got to be joking.

No. I've set up a business over there.

What business?

Me and Amira.

It's memorabilia, we're going to trade in the run up

to the Olympics then take it from there.

-Husband and wife team, eh?

-It's not like that. We're just business partners,

Janine's involved too.

It feels good, you know,

like something's finally starting.

Yeah...

your life back in the closet.

This is just for show.

-That's what being in the closet means, Sy.

-It's different, I know who I am.

Yeah? A greasy business man in a cheap suit?

At least I'm doing something, not stuck in that dead-end job at the salon.

-Didn't bother you a couple of months ago.

-I've got ambition back.

-I bet Mummy's proud.

It's not about that, it's about...

It's about self-respect.

But that's all meaningless, Sy,

if you can't be honest about what's in here.

Hurry up, Masood.

There's nothing here.

-Fine, let's just go then.

-No!

-It's hopeless.

I will no stand by and let that man kidnap my family.

I'll kill him if I have to.

Come on, hurry up, then, Masood.

There's got to be something here.

This is it.

Boarding passes.

Heathrow seven o'clock tomorrow. I can stop him.

Zainab?

Zainab?

Zainab, what's wrong?

Zainab? Don't you see this is good news, I can wait for you there,

I can stop him.

Maybe you shouldn't.

Maybe this is just how it's meant to be.

What d'you mean?

I did this, Masood.

I married him.

I should be the one to suffer.

Don't say that.

Our children are so happy, Masood.

Syed's eyes are shining brighter than ever, Tamwar has Afia.

If I do what Yusef wants... everyone stays happy.

Oh, is that what you call it?

-You don't deserve any happiness, do you?

-What does it matter?

-He hits you, Zainab.

I would give my life for my children to be safe.

In a heartbeat, Masood.

Just let us go.

I can't.

I can't.

No.

No, no, no, Zainab, this not an option. You're not a victim.

I don't know who I am any more.

It's because of him. You've let him get into your head.

That's exactly what he wants.

Please, Zainab, don't let him, please.

I can't, it's too risky, Masood, I just can't.

SALVATION ARMY PLAY COME ALL YE FAITHFUL

Oh, last thing...

-..don't burn the place down.

-I'll do my best.

Thanks for your help.

Dinner at seven, don't be late.

Think I'm looking forward to life back in Walford

without the family rather than our holiday with them.

Me too.

-We're bad people aren't we?

-Evil.

-Love you.

-You too.

Rahul?

Thought it only fair to mention,

your job's safe, but my cousin Tariq will be taking over the manager's position.

-But they're only going away for two weeks?

-Ah, well, there's been a change of plan...

keep it to yourself but we'll all be staying in Pakistan indefinitely.

-Darling, great laugh with those games. What a great idea.

-Alfie?

Yes, sweetheart?

Am I forgiven, then?

Syed?

Hi.

What're you doing in there?

Oh, well, you know Sy. Couldn't wait to open his present.

We were just talking.

He's playing games, isn't he?

-Trying to manipulate you.

-Taken a look in the mirror lately, love?

Please.

Tell me you can see what's going on here?

We're just business partners.

It's thanks to her I've got my life back on track.

Open your eyes, will you?

She thinks all she has to do is get you back to Pakistan

and you'll forget all about fancying blokes and live happily ever after.

If anyone's trying to control me, it's you, OK?

I'm not going to Pakistan for Amira or for my mum,

or even to get over you, I'm going for me.

Come on.

Bad luck.

For you maybe.

Think he's yours?

Those rings you're wearing, might as well be out of a cracker.

What did I say?

Just because Bianca's home don't think she can do everything.

-I'm wearing these stupid wings, ain't I?

-I mean it, Ricky.

You don't know how hard it is, that first week on the outside.

Let alone after everything she's just uncovered.

-It's not my fault the kids ain't interested. What can I do?

-Anything, bribe them.

Don't you think you owe it to her?

Can you believe, they were trying to do

the old pin the nose on the reindeer?

-Vodka tonic, Alfie, please. Make it a double.

-OK.

-Yeah, stick another one in there.

Thought I saw you. How's tricks?

Don't even ask, Denise.

Alfie!

Your cheek's cold.

So's yours.

I've been outside.

Me too,

I took the bin out.

I told Afia we'd eat at seven, is that OK?

Yes, that's fine.

Come on Shenice!

-Can't believe you're making me do this.

-I'm serious,

it's either this or you can give Nana Pat a foot massage.

Oi, you can pack that in!

Come on!

Sit down quick, someone sit down!

Yeah, she's clinched it!

Does this make up for me missing the talent show?

-Yeah.

-Yeah? Good girl, come here.

-What time are you expecting me tomorrow, then?

-What for?

Lunch, of course.

Well...I dunno...

-Sorry, Janine, it's not going to happen.

-Um, you owe me.

Money, yes. But there's nothing in the contract says you get

to sharpen your tongue at my table.

Nothing changes, does it, Janine, eh?

All the money in the world and you're still Billy No-Mates.

Well, everybody, I think it's about time the adults had a bit of fun, so drinks are on the house.

CHEERING

Merry Christmas, everyone!

Merry Christmas!

Finally, I've been standing under this for the past half hour, you know.

CHEERING

Thought you'd taken the bin out?

I did. It's all the rubbish from the packing.

Allow me.

Thank you.

Got you right where she wants you, eh?

Taking out the rubbish while she...carries on.

We were never going to measure up, were we?

I mean, the great Zainab-Masood love affair.

I don't even know why I bothered trying.

What do you mean?

I saw them.

BIN CLANGS

It's lovely. Go on, Shenice, have a bit.

Ooh, look at the chocolate on that.

Do you like it?

-Hello, darling.

-Do you want to go to your Aunty Jean?

I'll take that.

-Hello.

-Do you want to try a bit?

Yeah, I'll try some. Looks lovely.

One more night...then we can forget all about Walford.

One...more night.

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