10/01/2012 EastEnders

Oi! Do you know what time it is?

-Don't do that.

-Don't do what? What're you playing at?

-What's all that lot?

-It ain't nothing to do with you.

-It's just a job, that's all.

-Funny-looking antiques, boy.

Tyler, go and get the last load. And you, mind your business.

-What are you dragging him into?

-Oi, Michael, go back to bed and cuddle your teddy, eh?

Hey, come on. Where are you going?

I can't be in here when Bianca's alarm goes off.

Carol, come on. That's ages yet.

-No, I can't.

-Come back to bed.

-No.

-She's going to have to find out sooner or later.

-I beg your pardon?

-Well, she is, isn't she?

Listen, we'll talk about it later.

THEY GIGGLE

-Come on!

-Stop it!

MORGAN MAKES ENGINE NOISES

What're you doing, Morgan?

-Whitney's driving me to America.

-Oh, yeah?

To meet my dad.

Ah, that's nice. So where is she now?

In there, with Fatboy.

-Will you do us a favour? Will you tell her Tyler says hello?

-OK.

-And that he still thinks about her?

-OK.

-Good lad.

-You've what?!

-I'm already half regretting it. Don't make me feel bad.

Who is Morgan's dad?

-Ray Dixon. He's a really nice bloke.

-Yeah, a really nice bloke,

that's not bothered to look for his son before(!)

He didn't even know he existed until I told him yesterday.

-What?

-Yeah. And now he's really desperate to meet him.

-So how could I say no?

-Oh, Whit, man.

Would you come with me?

Um, I mean... Y'know...

-Oh, please? I'm really nervous.

-I know, babe, but, you know, I'm working here.

-This place doesn't run on autopilot.

-All right, no. Tyler or Anthony will do it. It's fine.

All right. Look, how long is this going to take?

About an hour or two?

Max isn't coming back till about twelve.

-I don't want to get you into trouble.

-Don't worry, all right. It's all good.

We...

can do this.

I am dreading that.

What's that?

Oh... I will be there with you the whole time. I will not leave your side, I promise.

Thanks, darling.

Tell you what. Why don't me and you go shopping? Bit of retail therapy.

-I thought you had an essay to write?

-Yeah, well, I can spare an hour or two.

-PHONE RINGS

-Hello.

Oh, that's nice. Yeah. Just, well...up and down.

I'd like to see you too.

Um, hang on a minute...

-Jane's asking if I can pop down the caff and see her. Can we do that shopping another time?

-Yeah.

Yeah, that's fine. Yes, all right. I'll see you in five.

OK. Bye.

-Sure you don't mind?

-No.

-At least this way you get to do your essay, eh?

HE MAKES ENGINE NOISES

Right, come on, little man, in the back.

-Aw!

-What? We're going in this one?

Well, if he's going to meet his dad, he needs to arrive in style, don't he?

How long does it take to get to America?

Right. Listen, Morgan...

remember when your mum said about Barack Obama being your dad?

That was...

-She weren't being serious. That was a joke.

-I'm not stupid.

OK, all right then. So where are we going, sweetheart?

-Stick another slice of toast on for us, darling.

-Someone's hungry.

-Always have a healthy appetite first thing in the morning.

-Tiffany! Liam! Morgan! Come on!

Oh, Morgan's gone.

-What?

-He was itching to go so Whitney took him.

-Morgan was itching to go school?

-Yeah. Apparently.

Weird. Anyway, I'm off. Don't know what time I'll be back.

-I'll see you two later.

-All right.

-Yeah.

-Liam! Tiffany! Come on!

Well?

I got to be at work. I'm on at nine.

Did we mean all the things we said last night?

Of course we did, but you know...

Then let me tell her.

-She'll go nuts.

-What, cos her mum and dad are in love and want to spend their lives together?

-David!

I know what you're thinking, Carol, and judging by my track record, I don't blame you.

But this time... I don't know what it is - Mum dying,

what went down in New Zealand with my brother...

Maybe it's just seeing you in your jim-jams again.

But I feel different.

I don't want to be that bloke no more.

I'm fed up with him. I'm fed up with his lies.

Your toast's ready.

We're nearly 50, Carol.

I think it's about time I grew up, don't you?

And that is why I want to tell her.

Say, "Yes, David".

You understand, don't you?

If you tell Mum, she's going to be really upset, so don't say anything until I've said something. Yeah?

-I forgot something.

-What?

Tyler says hello.

Oh, right. Van's moving now.

-That's good, innit?

-Yeah.

After the funeral.

What's the point of waiting?

What's the point of taking the risk, all right?

Do we need any more upset right now?

Fair enough.

What're you doing?

-I'm going to go and see Derek.

-What?! Why?

Oh, keep your hair on.

I'm not going to tell him about us, am I?

I just got one or two little things to sort out.

-Like what?

-Trust me, Carol.

David, come on.

Look, it's about time this argument got put to bed.

You be careful.

I love you.

I'll see you.

I can't, Lauren, all right. You can see how it is.

Just for an hour or so. I'm really bored.

-I would if I could, all right. Come here.

-No.

-Don't be like that.

-Forget it.

Lauren!

Nan, what are you doing in there?

I was just going to go and have my breakfast. Now I've seen your face, I've come over all bilious.

Derek, why are we still doing this?

All right, maybe when we was teenagers,

when we didn't know any better, but come on, we're grown-ups now.

-Let's start acting like grown-ups.

-What's brought all this on?

I'm not asking you to like me

and I don't suppose I'm ever going to be that crazy about you,

but carrying on like this?

It's what kids do. I'm burying my mother on Friday.

Can we just at least be civilised with one another?

Well, I applaud you. I do.

I applaud you for proffering the old pipe of peace.

A noble gesture, David. A very noble gesture.

And if civilised had ever got me anywhere, I might have taken you up on it.

But if you hang around a second after Pat's in the ground, I'm going to take that pipe of peace

and I'm going to shove it right up where the sun don't shine.

In a mature and adult sort of way if that makes it easier for you.

I think you're forgetting something.

-What's that?

-You're on licence. That was a direct threat. And I've just recorded it on my phone.

Everything all right?

You are a moron.

Ooh, language! What happened to civilised?

Oh dear.

Fancy a chat?

What about Tyler?

What about him?

You're keen on him, ain't you?

Only I can smell a wrong 'un a mile off.

I like this. This is going to be wasted on the great unwashed.

Yeah, I think we'll have this.

-Nan!

-I'm working here on a purely voluntary basis.

Unpaid and out of the goodness of my heart.

Call it a perk of the job.

All right, I'm a grasping mercenary old witch.

Then why work in a charity shop at all?

-Boredom.

-And a cancer charity at that?

They were asking for helpers and in a fit of madness I signed up.

See, I don't think you're as wicked an old witch as you like to make out, Nan.

Wickeder. Right, I'm going to ask you to skedaddle. I got a shop to run.

What, can't I just stay and help then?

If it was up to me I'd say yes like a shot.

They've got this deadly procedure

and they're up themselves about it, so sorry, darling, not this time.

My mother? Working in a charity shop?

Yeah. I ran into her yesterday. She'd just started.

-She didn't tell me.

-Well, maybe this is her way of trying to prove something to you.

-Like what?

-That she loves you?

-This could be a chance for you two to get a bit closer.

-I don't want to get a bit closer.

-You say that now.

But if you were to, say, work one morning a week there with her...

What, me? Work in...? Me?!

..you could do a bit of bonding.

Jane! Hang on a minute.

If this was me suggesting you do this with your mother,

what would you say?

All right, point taken.

Thank you. It'd be like the blind leading the blind, Jane.

Be good to do something though. A community-type thing.

For people that have gone through what you've been through.

All right, lovely Lauren.

And here's my favourite sister.

-What can I get you, Derek?

-I'm going to have a cup of tea and one of your wonderful full Englishes, please.

You all right?

Yes, thanks.

All geared up for the funeral?

That'll be £5.20, please.

I spoke to our mutual friend earlier.

Yeah? Who's that?

See, I love it when you do that.

When you pull that "I don't know what you're talking about" face.

Always tickles me.

-Get to the point.

-I spoke to David.

What about?

Why don't you ask him? I know, you should give him a ring!

HE CHUCKLES

Cor blimey, what a stink.

Blood, sweat and tears, that.

Explain boxing to me. Hurts, don't it?

Not if you watch it. And I like watching it, actually.

Everything you need to know about the human condition. Kill or be killed. Coffee?

No, I don't touch instant. At least the sim card ain't knackered.

You can't get these over here. Airport. Cost a few bob.

No, don't do that - that's evidence.

Don't be daft.

Serious - he's assaulted you, he's damaged your property.

-You take that into the Old Bill, he's back inside this afternoon. I'll back you up.

-I can't do that.

-Why?

Because I've got one or two little problems with the old tax man, you know?

Bit of a mess. I don't need my name cropping up on some police computer.

Fair play. What if I told you I saw him

moving stolen gear out of his flat this morning, early doors?

You're keen.

You don't even know me.

Derek Branning's a scumbag no-mark with no class and I despise him.

That do you? My kid brother, Tyler, works for him.

I know, it's unfortunate, he's not the brightest child.

But it's good in one way cos I know where the stash is.

Bad in another because it implicates him.

-Do you see my dilemma, David?

-Hmm.

So what we need to do is to find a way of nailing that...

toilet of a man whilst keeping Tyler out of it.

What's the matter?

You remind me - that's all.

Of me when I was your age.

I'll take that as a compliment, thank you very much.

Don't. Really.

Don't.

Listen, I'm going to take a rain check on this one.

Bit too old for these games now.

I don't really want to play no more.

Heather, it's me. I just wanted to explain about the other night.

It's not so much I needed to work...

That looks lovely! Did you phone David?

Why would I want to phone David?

You tell me. Sit down.

-Can't. I'm working.

-And I'm your brother. Sit down.

What?

I know what you think of me, Carol.

I know how I come across. But you got to believe me - I'm only doing this for your sake.

-Doing what?

-Saving you from yourself.

-How many times do I have to tell you this, Derek? I'm not 14 any more!

-And when you stop behaving like a 14-year-old, I'll believe you.

-You are something else!

Oh, yeah? What about you then, eh?

I don't even know the names of half the fathers of your children.

Oh, for God's sake!

Don't get me wrong. What happened to Billie - tragedy. A real tragedy. That's bound to mess with your...

-But a 20-year-old?!

-22.

-Oh, that makes all the difference(!)

-You can be so cruel, Derek.

Only to be kind.

That's what I'm talking about, saving you from yourself.

Drop dead.

I just need 15 minutes on my own.

Carol?

I am so nervous.

Well, take five and chill out, babe.

-I can't. I'm late.

-Where is he, Whitney?

Well, I'm just going to go meet him by myself.

And then I'll text you when I'm ready.

OK. Come here.

Good luck, babe, all right.

Thanks.

Come on, little man. Jump in the front.

MUSIC BLARES

Bit loud, innit?

-Hiya.

-Where is he?

He's with one of my mates.

He'll be here in a sec.

-I just wanted to speak to you first.

-I want to see him now.

I know you do. Just give me a couple of secs.

After I finished speaking to you on the phone I realised...

I never even asked his name.

Oh. Morgan.

Morgan. So he's got to be about six now, yeah?

Yeah. Seven on the 23rd of June.

So he knows about me, does he?

-Only since today.

-And how is he about it?

Ray, you haven't even said hello to me yet.

Sorry. I didn't sleep last night. I'm that wired.

Calm down. You want to make a good impression, don't you?

You're right.

Hello, Whitney.

Hello, Ray.

-You've grown up, haven't ya?

-Yeah. It does happen.

Does Bianca know about this?

Ray, you're doing it again.

Come on, look, I'll get a cup of tea and then you can ask me questions, all right?

Carol?

Have you been crying?

What's happened? Eh?

Is it Derek?

What's he said?

Every time somebody says something about Billie -

feels like I've been hit by a truck.

What's he said exactly?

He's right though, David.

What do you mean, he's right?

It's just not going to work out, is it?

Hey!

Don't you dare say that. Ever.

Think about last night.

Think about again this morning.

Don't tell me that ain't worth fighting for, Carol.

Don't let that piece of work take it away from us. Not again.

-I've got to get back to the cafe.

-Hey, no.

You're going to listen to me. I mean it, Carol.

I'm not running away this time. I swear, I swear.

If we don't take this chance now, we may never get another.

Jane'll be wondering where I am.

Tell me you still love me.

I've always loved you, David. That's what's so awful about it.

No more running. Not me, and not you, yeah?

Yeah.

Go on, then.

TV: 'Have a look at this. An early 19th century man trap...'

-'Message one.

-Heather, it's me. I just wanted to explain about the other night.

'It wasn't so much that I needed the work - well, I did -

'but that's not the point.

'Fact is, if I'm honest, I think I was scared...

'confused, I guess. Please phone me back when you get this.

-'Message two.

-I just wanted to make sure that you understood what I meant earlier on.

'When I said I was scared, I didn't mean I was scared of you.

'Please call me back.

-'Message three.

-Me again. Just wondering why you haven't called back.'

So?

Bianca don't know.

So, how come she never told you about Morgan, then?

I can guess.

She'd have to explain what she'd done with the 500 notes that she nicked off me when she left.

What?

I swear, she is a piece of work, that Bianca, y'know.

Is she still with that Tony geezer?

Whitney?

No, no. Sorry.

They split up - they've been split up for a while now.

He always was a smooth-talking scumbag, that one.

Yeah, he was. She's back with Ricky.

Her husband? You're kidding?

Where? Never Walford?

Yeah.

OK, look. I'm calm now.

Can we do this?

Yeah.

Yeah.

-Morgan...

-What?

-You know when Tyler said "hello"...

-Yeah.

Did he say anything else?

That he thinks about her. Something like that.

-Right.

-PHONE BEEPS

Looks like we're on. You ready?

Yeah? Let's do this, little man.

Morgan, this is your Dad.

Ray, this is Morgan.

Dad don't even look like Barack Obama.

What?

It's just something that Bianca says.

Well, look at you.

'Me again. I'm just wondering why you haven't called me back.

'Please call me back, or better still, come to the cafe

'so that I can explain face-to-face. I won't be leaving here till I've heard from you.

'Fact is, I'm going off me nut here.

'Please call me back.'

Are you going to be ordering anything else?

-You what?

-You've been sat at that table for ages. I need it for other people.

-I'm waiting for someone.

-Well, wait somewhere else.

I beg your pardon?

I'm having a really bad day and I don't need this. Why don't you go over the Vic

or the library or a park bench or somewhere?

Only not here.

-I'd like to speak to Shirley.

-Yeah? She ain't here.

She needs to know what type of staff she's employing.

Maybe send you on a refresher course in basic simple manners.

Have you met her bloke, Phil Mitchell?

-I'm ain't going anywhere.

-Yeah? D'you know my brother? Derek Branning.

D'you know what? You're not the only one having a bad day.

You want this table back - have the table back.

You're going to have to pay for that!

Hev!

Right. Now you pick that up, please.

You didn't tell me about the job in the charity shop.

You didn't mention your cancer when you first got it.

It's hardly the same thing, is it?

We don't have to tell each other everything.

-Where's your tea?

-I was going to do it after.

Lauren! Put the kettle on?

I think she's upstairs doing an essay.

-Right then, we going to have another?

-I can't. I'm working.

Don't be so boring.

There you are. I've been trying to call you.

-Your phone's switched off.

-What do you fancy?

Since it's you, I'll have a large vodka and tonic, please.

Since when did you become the responsible parent?

Large vodka and tonic, please, Tracey.

Do you know, I'm amazed she's still here.

Well, you've got the Rock of Gibraltar, Tower of London and then there's Tracey.

-Not everything in this world's unreliable.

-There you go.

-Take one for yourself.

-Thanks, David.

Always did know how to charm the ladies, didn't you, Dad?

Listen, darling. How would you feel if I stuck around?

Mum did show me the estate agent stuff.

Yeah, and...?

-I'd have to believe you meant it first.

-I do, I do. I mean it. I want to stay.

How do you feel?

Can we talk about something a bit more cheerful,

like funerals or something?

No Max's car, so I think we got away with it, babe.

-Fats, I'm worried. I think Morgan's going to say something.

-Don't worry. He ain't going to say nothing.

But what if the school phones up asking where he's been?

Then what do I say?

-So what, you saying you'd prefer if you didn't do it?

-No, I didn't say that.

So what're you worried about? Put a smile on your face, babe.

You done a good thing. Listen, fancy the Vic?

-Yeah, go on then.

-Yeah? That's my girl. Let's do this.

-I've got to go. I've got a shift in the caff.

-I mean it, darling. I am staying.

-If you say so. See you later.

-Ta-ta.

-Wondering if you'd reconsidered my offer.

-You're persistent.

Let me put another one in there.

Whitney!

Fats, I'll get you this. What do you want?

Coke, please, babe.

-Whitney, if I give you the money, can you get me a drink, please?

-Hello, Fats. What can I do ya, mate?

Listen, bruv, I'm only going to say this once, all right.

You can "think" about Whitney as much as you want. You know what, you can even say hello.

But that's as far as it goes, yeah - you get me?

Oi, Fats! Will you speak to your girlfriend, please? She won't get me a drink.

-Lauren.

-What?

-Look the other way, babe.

'I know where he keeps the stolen goods.'

Jack keeps his keys at the gym, so it'll be a doddle to get him and the stolen goods in the same room.

After that, all you do is ring the Old Bill and he's back inside quicker than he can call you Dave.

Come on, you know you're tempted.

Come on, you know you love it. If you're worried about missing him, Pentonville's just up the road.

Oi, oi!

Tracey, nice drop of gold watch for me, please, darling.

Talk of the devil, the devil appears.

David.

Something might interest you.

There's a stall in the market knocking out them pay-as-you-go phones. Only 15 quid a pop.

Even you could manage that.

I thought you might be interested, cos you'll want to keep in touch

when you're back in, what is it, Spain, is it?

Tick-tock, tick-tock. Tick-tock, tick-tock.

Tick-tock.

Thank you, sweetheart.

All right.

Let's do it.

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